Reunion

I actually finished this chapter over the weekend on the document manager which managed not to save any of the corrections or text that I added to the chapter. Stoopid document manager, grrrrrrr.

Sid

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Mousse was at work trying to come up with a Disneyworld type tourist hotel to present to his client when his personal assistant interrupted him. "Mr. Mu, I'm sorry to interrupt, but you asked me to tell you when Miss Kuonji called. I have a message for you: she said that she loves the flowers and invited you to dinner for tonight." Mousse blushed that this message was being repeated in front of his friend and other partner, Jack Ito. The half Japanese-half Caucasian older man was amused to find out that Mousse was dating again and wondered if his assistant was just a tad sadistic for saying this in front of him.

"Thanks Miss Aoi. Could you please call her and tell her that I'll be there at six?" Mousse muttered darkly, not daring to look at Jack as he knew that he was in the ribbing of a lifetime.

"I would love to" she said sweetly and left with a bounce in her step at the prospect of juicy office gossip.

"Miss Kuonji? Is that a friend of yours?" Jack asked.

"She's an old friend" Mousse said evasively and bent over his work.

"I'm an old friend and you've never sent me flowers" Jack said with a convincing pout to his full lips.

"You're not that kind of a friend" Mousse said with a laugh.

"Well, I know for fact that you don't make a habit of sending flowers randomly to your female friends. So I'm guessing that she's a special sort of friend"

"She could be" Mousse said evasively.

"Oh I love gossip. Is she pretty? Where did you two meet? How far have you gone?" he persisted.

"Her first name is Ukyou; we met when we were sixteen and recently ran into each other after losing touch for years. Yes, she's very pretty. We've only kissed. She's my age, twenty seven." Mousse explained.

"Describe her" Jack demanded.

"Dark hair to her waist" Mousse started.

"Black like yours?" he asked.

"No more like a chocolate brown with natural red highlights" Mousse said. "Blue eyes"

"Pale blue eyes?" Jack prompted.

"No as blue as sapphires" Mousse said somewhat dreamily, every time he closed his eyes he could see her sweet face. "Porcelain skin, cover girl perfect features" he added.

"Does she have a nice figure?" Jack asked.

"Like a goddess, she has a beautifully toned, curvy body with long legs" Mousse said.

"Sounds like you're completely smitten" Jack observed noting the distinctly sappy look on Mousse's face.

Mousse blushed "It's not like that, we weren't that close back then so we're just getting to know each other" he said hastily.

"Okay lets change the subject, how does the father of her child feel about her dating you?" Jack asked.

"Actually, I don't know who he is. I know that she's never been married before, so I can only assume that Yoko was the product of a failed relationship. She hasn't told me yet" Mousse explained.

Jack looked at him incredulously "you're dating a single mother and you haven't asked about who the father of her child is? It could be Ted Bundy's you know" he volunteered.

"I think that she'd be a lot older then five if she was, considering he was executed in 1989" Mousse observed.

"Perhaps she's a midget?" Jack said, getting into his theory.

"She just seems like a normal little girl. Though she does kind of seem familiar, but I can't put my finger on it." Mousse admitted with a frown.

"Oh you probably know him and its going to turn into a huge love triangle. Perhaps you two could share her?" Jack suggested.

Mousse narrowed his eyes at this idea "I'm not in the habit of sharing a woman with anyone, well with the exception of her daughter that is" he retorted but did have to admit that the mystery of Yoko's father was a tad intriguing. Not that it really mattered to him; as far as Mousse was concerned, a person's past, as long as it wasn't too extreme didn't affect his relationship with them. Shit happens as the expression crudely goes. He thought about just asking her, but that seemed crass to him. "No she'll tell me when she's ready" he responded.

Ukyou smiled and happily arranged the black magic roses that Mousse had sent her. She had no idea how he'd known that they were her favourites. When she had pictured marrying Ranma she had always imagined having these for her bouquet and centerpieces. It was funny, now that she looked back on it; the prospect of marrying Ranma was laughable, the silly infatuation of a lonely young girl. Now she could see all of his flaws and examine him critically, he'd been a nice guy but he hadn't been someone that she'd actually loved. Well she loved and missed him as a friend. The bargain that she made with Ranma now seemed a cruel dig against Akane, who'd never done her any harm but Ukyou was still glad that it happened or else she wouldn't have Yoko. She still hadn't told Mousse who her father was and was reluctant to have to admit what transpired between her and Ranma for fear that he would think her to be a slut.

Mousse, he was such a sweetheart and the most thoughtful person that she'd ever encountered. They'd been going out for two weeks now; their dates so far had been family style that included Yoko so that he could get to know both of them. Ukyou appreciated this as she knew that he wasn't trying to get her by going through her daughter, as other men have tried in the past, nor did he ever talk down to Ukyou. He treated her as a younger equal and was never condescending with her. When he sent presents to Ukyou, they were never anything expensive that she would have refused to accept and always included something for Yoko too. They'd picked up the habit of staying at his place in a guestroom when it got too late and she now had her own keys.

Ukyou and Mousse would make out after Yoko was in bed like a pair of horny teenagers and had progressed to heavy petting. One or the other would stop short of actual intercourse as they just weren't ready to take that step yet. This led to frustration on both of their parts and a vow to have a kidless night together soon. She'd been shocked by the size of his member, he was the largest that she'd ever seen. He'd just smiled at her apprehension and said, "I am an Amazon, we're expected to be large" clearly having got this reaction before.

Ukyou wondered why she'd never noticed Mousse's exotic beauty back in Nerima. How much different would her life been had she pulled her head out of her ass and noticed that there were other eligible men around besides Ranma? She fantasized that a sixteen year old her and sixteen year old Mousse were stranded in a cold cave with only a sleeping bag and their own naked flesh to save them from freezing. Then they figured out a way to generate body heat and made love until morning. She got to the point where he was proclaiming to a distraught Shampoo that he'd found a real woman, when the phone rang. She blushed at her wicked thoughts when it proved to be Mousse. "Hi Hon-Ukyou" he corrected himself with a blushing face at the term of endearment. Ukyou just smiled at that.

"What are we doing for the weekend since Yoko's away at girl scout camp?" she asked to save him from embarrassment.

"I have a cabin outside of the city and thought that you might like to stay there for a few days since your chaperone isn't going to be present" Mousse suggested leaning on a table to brace himself her refusal. "It isn't anything special, but does have electricity, running water and even indoor plumbing" he said persuasively. "We can go boating, swimming, fishing and hiking"

Ukyou smiled at the idea of alone time, she loved her daughter but she craved adult company sometimes, especially hot adult male company. "I would love to go" she said.

Mousse pumped his fist into the air in a silent 'yes' and said. "Why don't I come with you to drop Yoko off and then we can drive up together? We could hit a grocery store on the way there for food" he suggested.

"Sounds good, pick us up at five in the morning tomorrow" she said.

"I'll be there" he promised and said goodnight to her.

Realizing he had a message on his phone, he dialed into his voicemail. He smiled when he heard Shampoo's voice saying "Nihoa, we just got back from China, great-grandmother sends her love" Mousse's mouth quirked at this. "Of course we don't mind you taking the children on Monday if you're busy this weekend; however it's going to cost you. If you don't have the weekend free it's because you have a woman in your life, we want all the details, every last one of them" she ordered and hung up. Mousse laughed at this, he was glad that they'd remained friends. She was a constant in his life, almost like another one of his sisters and he couldn't imagine being without the wacky girl with her sparkling sense of humour. She was happy with her new husband, prosperous in her business and expecting her third child soon. Mousse was happy for them both.

The ride to girl scouts camp was a frosty one with Yoko pouting all the way about her being left out of their weekend. "We'll take you the next time" Mousse said.

"Besides, we're going to be swimming, canoeing, hiking and fishing, you're going to do all that at the camp and more" Ukyou pointed out.

"Yes with a bunch of dorky girls who are going to spend the entire weekend talking about stupid boys and practicing how to kiss on a pillow. I could learn that by watching you guys" she said in her usual five going on thirty five way, causing both people to blush. Both exchanged a guilty look.

"I'll tell you what, you go to the camp this weekend and next weekend you'll come boating with Gavin and Fiona" Mousse suggested.

She brightened visibly "I get to meet your imaginary kids?" she asked.

"They're not imaginary, they've just been visiting China" Ukyou said with a laugh.

Yoko frowned, causing her small face to scrunch up in a humourous way and then said "okay, I guess that that's acceptable. I will let you go to the cabin alone" she said with a solemn gravity well beyond her years.

Mousse looked at her "Thank you Yoko" he said back just as formerly.

After the extravagance of his loft, which Ukyou had been astounded to learn that he owned the entire building, which he'd described as a cheap investment property, she was expecting a mini mansion for his cottage. But instead they pulled up to a cozy cape code style cottage, which had been painted a blue colour. It did have five bedrooms, but they branched out from a central living room with all the modern conveniences and a fair sized kitchen. When they arrived, they decided to go canoeing. Ukyou, forgetting about Mousse's curse, splashed him playfully and had to row a fuming duck back to the cottage. Then they had an early dinner consisting of the fish they'd bought from the market.

Mousse looked nervously at Ukyou "would you like to watch a movie?" he asked.

"Sure" she said and got them both another beer while he put the movie on. She didn't object when he put his arm around her and settled her head on his chest. They relaxed when they started laughing at silly scenes. He dropped a kiss on top of her head; she turned so that she could reach his mouth and ghosted her lips against his own, begging for a kiss. He tilted his head so that he could reach her lips and captured them in a teasing kiss and quickly turned his head away to hide a mischievous smile. She responded by straddling his lap and mashed her lips to his in a demanding kiss, Mousse moaned as her tongue parted his lips to explore the velvety interior of his mouth. She reveled in the masculine way that she was taking charge of their love play and cradled his face in her hands. A bolt of pure adrenaline shot through Mousse and he touched the hem of her soft sweater, with hands trembling with emotion, he raised it over her head to leave her clad only in her plum coloured bra. He stroked the soft flesh of her taut belly before undoing and removing her bra. Her large gravity defying breasts spilled into his willing hands and he shaped them before his fingers started lightly pinching her soft pink-tipped buds. She moaned and arched herself into his touches, offering herself up to his caresses and surrendering herself to her lust for him. He eased her back and scanned her face for apprehension while he undid her jeans; he saw only acceptance and mutual desire. He eased them down her long, shapely legs and felt his mouth go dry when she wore only matching plum coloured panties. Ukyou's breath hitched to be so revealed to his gaze, yet she trusted him not to play fast and loose with her heart and wanted him just as badly. She reached up with her own trembling fingers and helped him remove his long sleeved t-shirt, she moaned at the sight of his perfectly hairless well honed torso.

Mousse was nervous about hurting Ukyou, he knew that he was larger than she'd ever had before and she'd probably reverted to virgin tightness. She'd told him it had been a long time for her too. He was well, well endowed and a few women hadn't been able to take him or had told him that it had been like making love to Fernando the Bull. They'd meant it as a compliment, but he'd been hurt by this. He hated the idea of hurting his lovers. He had only had one virgin in his life and that had been Shampoo. They'd been lovers for years before moving to Nerima, she'd been a passionate girl who'd grown up to be a passionate woman. She'd seduced him one day out of convenience, just to rid herself of her virginity and had taken his too in the process. She'd still come to his bed after she'd became engaged to Ranma, to relieve her sexual frustrations at his rejection of her. This had thoroughly confused the loved starved Mousse as she loved him during the nights and ridiculed, abused and rejected him during daytime hours. After their sham of a marriage had run its course, it had been years before he slept with another woman. He was too afraid that he was going to lose he heart to the first woman he made love with. Time and various affairs had toughened him up, but he was still a bit emotionally fragile and afraid that Ukyou wouldn't want him if he hurt her. She meant so much to him already.

Ukyou gasped when Mousse buried his face between her legs and began eating her right through her panties, the moisture of his tongue rendered them transparent as he furiously nibbled her clit with an abandonment that caused her to lift her hips to fully offer her sweet sex to him. He peeled her panties to one side and delved his tongue between her delicate, pink pussy lips and ate her like a starving man. She let out a guttural moan as she felt her climax building, then she stiffened and shrieked when she came harder then she ever had in her life. She panted his name and didn't protest when he removed the final, soaked barrier between them.

Nervously he searched her face again while he undid his own jeans; his heart was racing and he was painfully hard. Her eyes did widen a bit when he sprang into view, but in her eyes was still desire and acceptance. He was relieved, she still wanted him! He moved forward until the thick, bulbous head of his cock was nestled between her moist pussy lips, he was happy when she reached up and placed her hands on his back to pull him closer. He kissed her deeply and whispered "are you sure?"

She nodded and braced herself expecting the initial entry to be painful, instead it was agonizingly slow as he worked himself inside her a millimeter at a time. There was a slight feeling of pain at first, but this was coupled with intense pleasure until she was stretched and filled as she never had been before. She could feel every nuance of the large veiny cock inside her and he felt like he was wrapped in tight, hot liquid silk. He held himself still at first, to allow her to adjust to his thick bulk and then became to move in her at a slow, but deep pace. He gasped in pleasure when she began mewing at the same time. She got even wetter as his thick meatus began gliding in and out of her; she felt her orgasm approaching again. The hands on his back tightened until her fingernails almost sunk into it. Soon she was moving in time with him as their hips surged and met. She cried out when she came around him furiously and he just managed to hold back from her tumultuous tide of girly cum. He redoubled his efforts and was rewarded with her cumming three more times in rapid succession until he joined her in her final flood. Their mingled cum was too much for her little used sheath and it leaked out of her to pool onto the couch where they lay.

Mousse collapsed on her and reflected that it was probably the best sex that he'd ever had. His heart swelled with love for her that he dared not admit to yet. He'd been in love with her since he'd looked at her over his magazine on the plane. The more time he spent with her only made this emotion grow deeper; she had so many fine qualities: she was intelligent, just as driven as he, bold and yet tender and loving at the same time. He leaned back and said the first thing that came to his mind "I want you to know that I'm completely serious about us and am willing to give you as much time as you need to adjust to our relationship before I ask you to........." he abruptly shut himself up and buried his face into her neck with a groan. 'Pathetic' he thought, suddenly the four-eyed geek again. He wished he'd never opened his mouth now. He was concerned that she was going to think that he was just like before in his Shampoo chasing days in the respect that he fell easily and was a wimp with his heart.

She stroked his back tenderly and said, "it's okay, I know what you were trying to say and I'm not nervous about it. You're the most honest man that I've ever met and we'll see where this goes together" she promised him.

He leaned back again and said "I care about you so much; I want you to know that I'm not the same brainless teenager you knew. I've had plenty of relationships and don't make a habit of asking women to marry me the first time we sleep together" and stroked her cheek.

Her face shone with happiness and she kissed the palm of his hand "how many relationships?" she teased.

"More then enough to know that you can't demand that someone love you, they either do or they don't" he replied evasively.

Ukyou thought about that, thought about her two timing ex-boyfriend and realized that she had to tell Mousse the truth about Yoko, even if it meant that it might part them forever when he found out how she seduced Ranma. "Mousse I have to tell you who Yoko's father is, I'm not proud of myself for what happened and will understand if you never want to see me again" she said softly.

"There's nothing that you can say that will change my opinion of you" he said with a soft smile.

"She's Ranma's daughter" she replied.

"I already know that and don't mind in the least" he said soothingly while he stroked her disheveled hair with strong, calloused fingers.

Ukyou could only sit up in shock.