Mom was running around the house in distress. They were leaving this afternoon for the airport to catch a flight to Denver in order to pay their respects to a girl that my mother had been close to in high school. She had been a flurry of “Did I remember to pack the such and such?” and “Steven honey, did you see where I put the blah blah blah?”

I was stretched out on the couch flipping through channels, feeling sorry for myself. Justin had made plans to spend the weekend here with me. I had been beyond excited to be alone with each other for a full 48 hours. But early this morning my cell had startled me out of a deep sleep.
I reached for it, pissed. “Who the hell calls at seven o’clock in the morning?” I thought. But when I looked at the caller id to find it was Justin, I smiled… irritation gone in an instant.

“Hey baby…” I said, my voice still raspy from sleep.

“Lib. Did I wake you up?”

“Kinda, but that’s ok, it’s nice to wake up to your voice.”

“Listen…Scooter just called to remind me of the press conference I have this weekend for the movie.” He hesitated before adding “In Seattle.”

“What?!? Justin…my parents are leaving this afternoon! What about our weekend?” I sounded a little whiny, I knew, but couldn’t help it.

“I know, I know. I completely forgot that I had this thing. I’m so sorry. But hey, you could come with me!”

“I can’t, my parents will be calling to check in with me all weekend.”

“Want me to cancel?” he asked.

I knew that if I said yes, he’d cancel in a second, but…

“No don’t do that. This stuff is important. We’ll see each other when you get back.”

“Are you sure? I was looking forward to having you all to myself, Lib.”

“I know you were…me too. Call me when you land so I know you made it okay.” I told him.

“You know I will. I love you Elizabeth.” I closed my eyes for a second with a silent sigh.

“I love you too." I said, sliding my phone shut.


I knew that this is what I signed on for…he works his ass off, and that makes for a lot of traveling, but it always broke my heart a little bit.

Now, hours later I had resigned to the fact I would be spending the weekend alone.

“Hey you guys…” I called to my parents. “Just so you know, it’s almost three o’clock.”


“Shit!” my father hissed, “Viv! Get your butt in gear…we’re going to miss this flight. And I am NOT paying extra to catch the next!”

Peeking his head around the corner he shook his head at me. “Why why why must she always be late? She drives me nuts.”

“You,” I answered pointing the remote at him, “ought to be used to it by now. I am, and she’s been a pain in the butt for you way longer than for me.”

“I heard that you two!” she called out from the back of the house.

“Better watch it,” I grinned at my father, “you’ll be sitting on a plane with her for a few hours soon. You don’t want her to be mad.”

My father gave me a little bow, “Yes. Very sound advice from my wise daughter.”

I turned my attention back to the tv, as he headed off to speed my mother along, “Anytime Daddy.”

I was checking the clock once again when the doorbell rang.

“Libby! Can you grab that?” My mother yelled.

I sighed and tossed the remote aside.

I went to the door and looked into the peephole to see a FedEx guy standing on the other side.

I slid the lock and smiled at him.

“Got a package for an Elizabeth Weston.” He informed me. Punching something into those weird little boxes they always have.

“That’s me.” I nodded as he handed me the slip to sign. I didn’t even need to look at the return address to know it was from Justin.

I took the small package and thanked him.

“Yep,” he said, already retreating to his truck. “Have a good one.”

I pushed the door shut and scurried off to my room to open the box.

“Who is it?” my father called.

“Delivery guy…” I yelled back. “I ordered a new case for my phone.

Grabbing some scissors out of my desk I settled on to my bed with my back to the door in case one of my parents popped in, and sliced open the package.

Nestled inside was a tiny blue box with Tiffany & Co beautifully scripted on the front. A tiny card had been slipped in to the ribbon on the box and I opened it first.

‘I went with the intention of finding something as beautiful as my Elizabeth, but then realized that wouldn’t be possible. These will have to do. I hate that I can’t be with you this weekend…I’m sorry.’
All my love,
J


Smiling, I set the card down beside me and lifted the lid off of the box. My hand flew to my mouth, “Oh Justin…” slipping past my lips in a whisper. Two tear shaped diamond earrings surrounded by glittering garnets, my birthstone, winked in the light.

My mother tapped on my door. My eyes were brimming with tears and I quickly wiped them away before responding, “Come in…”

“We’re off. I don’t know that I have everything I need…but your father is driving me crazy. Now, I left all the numbers that you might need on the counter, along with some money and the car keys for you. Call us if you need ANYTHING Libby…” she stopped with a slight frown, “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

I rolled my eyes…”yes mother, I’ll be fine. If any strange men show up to use the phone or whatever, I’ll only let ‘em in for a few minutes.”

“Oh nice. Very funny. Be goooood” she added in a sing song voice.

An hour and a half later I couldn’t stand my boredom any longer and grabbed the phone.


“Maddie…lets do something.” I said when she picked up.


“Can’t Lib, I have a test in Mr. Lipmann’s Monday and I’ve barely studied for it.”

“Oh come on…biology is a breeze!” I joked.

“Yeah right. Lipmann’s such a dick, you know how hard his tests are. I swear, he never even teaches half the crap that on them!”

“Please? I’m stuck here all by myself,” I jokingly pouted. “Let’s see a movie…on me.”

“No way!” she laughed. I knew I had already won.

“I’ve got dad’s car, I’ll pick you up in an hour and we can grab something to eat first, then catch whatever’s showing.”

She sighed…”Fine. You’re such a bitch.”

“I know! How come you hang out with me?” I laughed and hung up the phone.


I rolled off of my bed and headed over to my closet to find something to wear. Decided on my black skirt with the tiny roses embroidered along the hem and my red wrap sweater. Pulling the shirt out I realized it was wrinkled in the worst way and headed into the garage to tumble it in the dryer.

Returning to my bedroom, I flipped my iPod on, scrolled to Justin’s playlist and hit play. He made fun of me when I listened to his music…called me his “little belieber”, but it made me feel close to him when I couldn’t actually be with him. Sitting down at my vanity I applied my makeup and brushed my hair out trying to figure out how to wear it when my new earrings caught my eye.

I grabbed the box and fastened one earring into my ear, and then the other. They were heavy…at least 3 karats each. It had taken some time to get used to Justin’s gifts. He showered me with them, bringing me gorgeous jewelry and clothes just because. In the beginning I had been nervous about his extravagance, afraid he would think I only wanted him for his money. But he would have none of it. “Libby, I want to spoil you! Let me.” And so I did.

I gathered my hair into a loose knot at the nape of my neck, secured it with a barrette and admired them once again. They were exquisite. They danced and shimmered in the light, sending tiny rainbows onto the wall. I smiled a little, thinking of Justin searching the jewelry store over and over for just the right piece.

Walking over to the bed I grabbed my skirt and slipped it on then fastened my bra. This was also a gift from Justin...beautiful, lacy and a deep plum shade, it had come from a lingerie store in Paris. It had been a set, complete with panties and garter belt…but I would have to forgo the panties tonight. My skirt was made of delicate silk and panty lines would be unavoidable.

I heard the dryer beep…signaling my shirt was ready. Slipping my kitten heels on so I wouldn’t have to walk barefoot in the garage I made my way down the hallway. But as I rounded the corner I was startled to find that I wasn’t alone.

“Justin!!” I cried, “What are you doing here?!? You scared the shit out of me!”

He stood leaning against the doorway that led to the kitchen grinning. “Sorry. You didn’t really believe I would pass up the opportunity to get drunk on Libby for an entire weekend, did you?”

“Oh my god! I hate you!” I squealed as I ran to him, jumping into his arms…my legs wrapped around his waist.

He picked me up with effortless grace. “No you don’t. Do you like them?” He asked touching the diamond dangling from my ear, causing it to sway.

“I love them.” I whispered. “They’re perfect.”

He gave me a slow, soft kiss in response. Then, “Think you’ve lost your shirt Libby Lib.”

I laughed. “Its in the dryer…I was going to the movies with Maddie.”

“I gotta tell you, this is a very good look for you.” He winked, “ Bet you’ll get free popcorn. What times the movie?”

“Are you kidding? I’m not going to the movies now that you’re here!” I swatted at him.

“No, you shouldn’t blow your friend off. Go…I’ll be here when you get back.”

“No. I’m gonna call her right now. She didn’t really want to go anyway…she has a test to study for, but I made her feel guilty.”

“Alright…if you’re sure.” He said, adding “let’s order Chinese, see what our fortune cookies predict for this weekend.”

“Mmmm Chinese sounds great…but I think we’ll need to work up an appetite first.” I teased, running my hand down his jeans to stroke him lightly.

He kissed me deeply, “That works for me.” covering the tops on my breasts with soft kisses as he led me towards couch.

“Sit.” He ordered gently. I lowered myself onto the cushion and he nodded his approval, a sexy little smile playing across his lips.

“Lift your skirt, Elizabeth.” I moaned softly in anticipation as I obeyed.

I slowly raised the black silk. “Very nice…” he purred when he realized I wore no panties.

He knelt down on the floor in front of me and gently pushed my legs apart. I was breathing heavily, aching for his touch, but he leaned back slightly, his eyes wandering over my body for what seemed to be the longest time.

“Justin…” I whispered as he drew close at last.

“Again…” he said softly as he dragged his buttery soft lips along my inner thigh causing me to tremble with desire.

“Justin…” I called his name once more.

He placed a single soft kiss upon my clit and a gentle gasp of pleasure escaped my lips.

He slid the tip of his finger inside of me for just a moment and then brought it to his lips.

His eyes closed with contentment as he tasted me. “Oh god Lib…do you know what you do to me?”

He didn’t wait for my response. He drew close once more, looking up at me as he brought his mouth to me once more. He began to run his tongue in circles delicately…slowly. Stopping occasionally, only resuming when I begged. I loved it when he teased me this way…but he liked it more.

He continued to lap at my pussy. From my position on the couch I realized I could see his mouth clearly…his pink tongue sweeping past his lips to caress my clit caused my head to spin with lust and I began to tremble. My gentle moans and gasps giving way to frantic cries.

“Justin! Oh shit…” my fingers dug into the couch, my hips rising to bring him closer as I began to cum. “Justin…don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!”

Orgasm rolled through my body. Intense pleasure exploding inside of me as he sucked my clit gently until he felt my body relax as the orgasm faded.

He began to trace his mouth along my body, lingering for a moment at the soft skin of my neck just below my ear. Biting gently in the way he knew I liked. I reached down and ran my hands across his stomach just above his pants, closing my eyes to savor the feeling of his silky skin.

He had moved on to my lips…softly spiraling his tongue against mine. I ran my hand down the front of his jeans and began to unbutton them. I was hungry for his cock, but he shook his head and gave me a dirty little smile.

“Behave yourself.” He scolded.

“No.” I whispered, leaning up slightly to kiss him.

He kissed me back, then moved away from me…hesitating as a quiet moan of desire fell from his lips.

“Justin…” I reached for him. But again he shook his head.

“We have all weekend Lib…” he said, resting his head on my stomach as he drug his fingers up and down my thigh. “I just needed to taste you. I missed you. Now, let’s call Hunan whatever and order some dinner.”