About then a pounding came at the door again. “Hey, Theresa, that asshole still in there? Come on out, Sis, we haven’t finished this yet.”
Alan looked at Theresa and said, “Let me handle this.” He walked to the door and without opening it, he yelled, “Look, you need to leave. I’m calling the cops and going to have you arrested for disturbing the peace if nothing else. You can’t intimidate Theresa anymore and need to go on about your business.”
“Look, old man, this is family business. You don’t got anything to do with this. This is between me and my sis. Send her out and it’ll all be good.” Joe was slurring his words and sounded pretty drunk.
Alan heard sirens and then Joe yelling, “This isn’t fucking over, shit I gotta get outta here. Fuck!” Then he heard a motor start and wheels spin off.
The cops arrived a couple minutes later and Alan told them what was happening. Theresa gave them the history and they took a report promising to watch the house for further activity. Unless they caught Joe in the act, they couldn’t do anything.
Chapter Two
After the police left, Alan sat Theresa down. “Do you want to come and stay with me, or am I staying here, ’cause there’s no way I’m leaving you alone.”
Theresa looked at him and smiled. “I’m afraid to leave the house. I think Joe might do something to it if I’m not here. He’s threatened to burn it for the insurance money. Would you mind staying here? I have a spare room you can stay in.” Theresa didn’t want to put him out, but she really didn’t want to be alone. If Alan was willing to stay, she was willing to let him.
Alan was being so supportive right now. Theresa hadn’t had anyone to lean on for so long. It probably wasn’t smart to depend on him so much, but right now she didn’t have anyone else and she needed someone. She couldn’t handle this on her own anymore. Joe was getting more aggressive each time he came to the house and she was scared what he would do.
“I need to go to my place and get a couple things tomorrow or should I say later today, but yes I’ll stay here as long as you need me. I’m sure Evan can set up security for while you are at work. We will protect you and your house. Don’t worry, baby.” He pulled her back into his arms again. He couldn’t seem to stop touching her, and he brushed her lips with his again. She tasted so good.
“I can’t afford to pay for security. I may have to quit working until this stops.” She started crying. She had never thought about what might happen while she was at work, but Alan was right, there was nothing to stop Joe while she was gone. What a fucking mess.
“Theresa, I will pay to have the system installed and you can pay me back a little at a time if you need to, or I’m sure Evan would take payments out of your salary. Don’t worry we’ll work it out and you won’t have to quit your job.” He held her tighter and was soothingly rubbing her back. He wanted to kiss her again, hell, he wanted to do more than kiss her, but he didn’t want to scare her.
Now that he knew she didn’t have any experience, he was going to have to go carefully and slowly with her. He had talked to Evan and Dave at the Club and knew that she didn’t ever play in the Club. She seldom left the reception area, only going to the bar after the Club was closed and then only staying for one drink. She had never shown any interest in Club activities. Dave and Evan had told him that he was the only man she was even friendly with. That was fine with him. He didn’t want to hurt or scare her. He needed to let her set the pace. He was horny as a teenage boy for her, but needed to keep himself in check. She didn’t need that from him now, now she needed him to be the protector. That he could do, and if it meant being a good boy and not touching her, well, he’d try.
He’d denied himself for his wife, and he could do it again for Theresa. She didn’t need him acting like a horny teenager. She needed help and support.
“Later today we’ll go to the Club and talk to Evan and see what he can do. We’ll get the security set up and make sure you have a panic button that goes straight to the cops. And I’ll be here. It’s late now and we should get some sleep. If you have any wine I think a glass would relax both of us. I don’t think Joe will be back for a while. Let’s get a glass of wine and relax.”
They both had one glass of wine and Theresa showed Alan the room he could sleep in. He took her in his arms and kissed her again, rubbing his hands up and down her back, then walked her to her bedroom.
He went to his room and lay on top of the covers, fully clothed, afraid of what he might do if he stripped. He didn’t need that distraction. It was bad enough thinking about what Theresa might be sleeping in and knowing she was right next door.
Chapter Three
Theresa went into her room and softly closed the door. She went to get one of the T-shirts she slept in. Looking at it, she thought how sexy is this? She really needed to get herself some nice things to sleep in. Especially now that she had a reason. Her granny panties and oversized sleep shirts weren’t going to cut it anymore. She wanted to look sexy for Alan. She needed to talk to some of the subs at the Club and find out where they shopped. Rachel was always talking about going shopping, maybe she would take her up on it.
She grabbed her e-reader and found a BDSM novel she hadn’t read. Maybe she could imagine she and Alan were the characters. After reading the same page three times, she put the device down.
All could think about was Alan in the next room. What was he sleeping in, had he stripped? Was he lying there shirtless in just his pants? Did he normally sleep in the nude? Was he thinking of her, imaging what she was sleeping in? What would he do if she was brave enough to go into his room and crawl in bed with him? Would she get the chance to find out?
After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours she finally fell asleep and dreamed of Alan.
She woke the next morning to rattling in the kitchen and then a pounding on the door. Damn, Joe was back.
Jumping out of bed she ran to the door in just her T-shirt. Alan was right behind her pulling his shirt on as she answered the door.
Opening the door to Joe, she said, “What do you want now, Joe?”
“Did he spend the night, Sis? Was it good? I told you not to fuck him in my bed. Now you’ll have to pay for new mattresses, too. The price of the house just went up to one hundred and fifty thousand. How soon you gonna have my money?”
“Get lost, Joe. I’m not doing this,” Theresa said as she tried to slam the door.
Joe stuck his foot in the door and tried to slam it open. Alan grabbed the door and held it in place. “The lady said leave, I’ve called the cops. Go!”
“You can’t make me leave my house, let the cops come!” Joe was definitely high on something. He had never been this belligerent before.
About then they heard sirens again, and Joe stalked off, saying, “This isn’t over. I’m leaving ’cause I want to, not because of the cops.”