Cry to Me

"Do we need to bring anything? Hors d'oeuvres? Drinks? Dessert?"

They were on their way to Marc and Vero's house for dinner.

"Nope. Marc specifically said not to bring anything," Sidney squeezed her hand as he turned out of his neighborhood.

"Do you know what they're having?" Dulci wasn't hungry, still mentally looming about the events of the day, but she hoped the couple would be making something of the comfort food variety.

"I think Marc is grilling, so probably chicken with some sort of grain and vegetable."

Dulci nodded, praying there would be some sort of alcoholic beverage available, maybe just a glass of wine to take the edge off.

"You'll get to meet my 'other girlfriend'," Sidney gestured using air quotes.

Dulci whipped her head around, facing him with a perplexed look on her face, mouth ajar. She was moderately taken aback by the remark. Was he serious?

"Girlfriend?" Dulci stuttered, not really sure how to respond.

"It's not like that. She's only a year old," Sidney corrected when he saw the horrified expression on Dulci's face.

"Her name is Estelle. It's Marc and Vero's daughter." He had a goofy grin on his lips, and seeing the way he smiled with his entire face made her happy. His smile was contagious, and she found it very relaxing.

"Marc tells me her face lights up when he mentions my name around her. She stops crying when she sees pictures of me. She stares at me for hours when I go to their house. She's pretty cute."

Dulci couldn't decide if it was because Estelle was his close teammates daughter or in general, but at that moment, it became very apparent that Sidney loved that little girl. His entire demeanor changed when he talked about her. Like most men, she figured he'd light up about having boys to play sports and other masculine activities. She wasn't expecting him to be jovial about a little girl. It was adorable.

"Well you are pretty easy on the eyes," Dulci complimented him, earning a humble smile.

Before long, they arrived at a very large home. As Sidney put his Range Rover into park, Dulci watched as the front door opened and Marc walked out to greet them. She watched as they did a masculine handshake before the attention turned to her.

"Marc, this is Dulci. Dulci, this is Marc, our goalie."

"Sid, we've already met. She operated on my dog, remember?" He gave Sid a sarcastically stupid look.

"It's nice to see you again," Dulci smiled as she watched the dynamic of the two. They acted like big kids around each other, smacking and scuffling one another playfully.

As they made their way inside, Dulci heard gleeful giggles coming from a toddler. Vero and Estelle came to greet them in the foyer.

"Dulci! Hello. It's so nice to see you again. I've been asking for this to happen for a couple of weeks," Vero hugged Dulci warmly.

"This is Estelle," she tickled the little girl's stomach, causing her to giggle loudly before becoming bashful and hiding in Vero's neck, shy around a new face.

"She's beautiful," Dulci smiled, watching the mother and daughter interact, giving Eskimo kisses.

"She's my favorite person in the entire word."

Marc and Sidney re-entered the foyer, discussing different strategies that their coach had been going over.

"I wish they would leave their hockey talk at the rink! We're supposed to be having a nice, relaxing, friendly evening," Vero groaned as the two men continued, completely oblivious to the women. Dulci looked to Estelle, who was staring at Sidney like he had said she would.

"Uh oh... She see's her boyfriend," Vero laughed, looking at her daughter's fascinated look. When she tried to get Estelle's attention, she wouldn't respond, and when Vero purposely turned so Estelle couldn't see him, she craned her neck over Vero's shoulder.

"Looks like you've got a little competition," Vero motioned for Dulci to follow her into the kitchen.

"Can I get you anything to drink? We have water, wine, juice," Vero listed as she lowered Estelle onto her feet.

"I'll have a glass of wine if it isn't too much trouble."

"No trouble at all," Vero assured her pulling down two wine glasses.

"I've got Pinot Grigio, Chardonnay, Cabernet savignon, Pinot noir, Shiraz."

"Anything white works for me."

As Vero opened the chilled bottle, Dulci evaluated the kitchen and great room. Vero's taste was impeccable, and if she were an interior designer, Dulci would’ve hired her. Her kitchen was beautiful, dark cabinets with light colored counter tops, a large exhaust hood covering an industrial sized stove and oven. The light fixtures were gorgeous. It looked like a kitchen found in Better Homes and Gardens magazine.

"So how have you been?" Vero took Dulci out of her thoughts, handing her a glass.

"I'm great. I've been busy at the hospital and planning my cousin's wedding next spring."

"Weddings are so much fun, a nightmare to plan, but fun none the less. Is it local?"

"No. It's in England. My mother's side of my family all live there. It's tricky to help with venues when I'm unsure of them, but Aggie knows what she wants, so that makes it a bit easier."

"I had a similar situation when I got married." Dulci was glad Vero was easy to talk to. She was very friendly, the kind of person that knew how to stimulate conversation with strangers while making them feel like they've been friends for a long time.

"Do you ever go to any of the games?" Vero asked, pulling a large bowl of salad out of the refrigerator.

"I'd like to go to more, but I get out of the hospital usually right around the same time the games start. I've thought about showing up late, but I'm not sure what the etiquette is," Dulci said honestly. She's wanted to surprise Sid by going to a game without his knowledge, but didn't know if it was doable.

"The next time you want to come, let me know and you can sit with Estelle and I," she offered with a smile.

"And I don't mind if you're late. I'm sure the other wives and girlfriends won't mind. They're pretty likable."

"Do you all sit together?" Dulci didn't have a clue how any of that worked. She'd only ever sat with Savannah in the stands amongst other fans.

"Yes and no. A couple of the newer ones sit by themselves while the veteran women sit together. If you came, I'd take you to meet the others."

Dulci shifted uncomfortably in her seat, imagining how the other women would potentially look at her if they knew she was Carly's best friend.

"Don't worry. None of them really liked Carly. She never really sat with us."

Dulci looked at Vero, unsure of what to say. How did she know about Dulci's reservations when it came to the Carly situation?

"I've known Sid for a long time. He tells Marc just about everything. Let's just say he was into you the night he walked into your house," Vero gave Dulci a sly smile, causing Dulci to chuckle, embarrassed that he would tell anyone that story.

"That was really embarrassing. It's not everyday your friend's boyfriend walks into your house while your in an intimate position," Dulci put her hands over her face to hide the redness.

"Regardless of the circumstances, he adores you. It's been quite sometime since I've seen him this happy," Vero said as she pulled out various salad dressings.

Before Dulci had a chance to respond, she heard Sidney and Marc enter the kitchen. When she turned around, she saw Estelle gripping Sidney's finger as he slowly walked her in, still discussing strategies from the optional skate. She could feel her uterus squeeze when she saw how good Sidney was with her. Without skipping a beat, Sid picked her up and held her when she whined for him, reaching upward, desperately wanting to be held.

"What are you two talking about?" Sidney asked, entertaining Estelle by bopping her on the nose, making her laugh.

"Nothing of your concern," Vero quipped, smiling deviously at him.

"They're probably talking about us," Marc shouted from the bathroom.

"Marc, don't you dare destroy that bathroom! We have guests!" Vero yelled as she walked into the pantry.

"Isn't she cute," Sidney asked Dulci, pinching Estelle's cheek playfully.

"She a little taken with you," Dulci nodded, smiling as she watched them play.

"Too bad for her I'm taken with someone else," Sidney whispered as he leaned in and kissed Dulci's cheek, swatting her butt playfully.

Estelle looked confused, and at first Dulci figured she didn't understand, but when her lower lip tucked and her chin started to quiver, it became very apparent that she understood. She screamed at the top of her lungs, large tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What happened?" Vero ran out of the pantry, thinking Estelle was hurt.

"I kissed Dulci's cheek and she started crying."

"Sidney Patrick Crosby. Breaking my little girl's heart," Vero said sarcastically.

When Estelle stopped sobbing, Sidney gently wiped the tears off her cheeks. Dulci thought she must've forgiven him because she put her head on his shoulder, sucking her thumb.

"Let's get you fed, young lady," Vero took Estelle from Sidney, placing her in her highchair.

The doorbell rang.Dulci thought it was just the five of them.Did they invite others to partake in the dinner?

"Sid, would you mind getting that. It's the pizza delivery person," Vero strapped Estelle in.

"Marc burnt the chicken earlier and I didn't have time to get anything," she explained as she helped Estelle eat her peas.

"I thought about bringing something, but he insisted against it." She should've listened to her gut.

"Men are clueless sometimes, am I right?" Vero shook her head, rolling her eyes before wiping Estelle's hands when she took a handful of macaroni and cheese.

Dulci could hear the delivery guy gushing to Sid about how he was his biggest fan. When she walked around the corner toward the front door, she watched as Sidney accommodated the delivery guy with a picture and autograph.

The rest of the evening went by quickly, the four adults laughing and talking about any subject that arose. Sidney sat next to Estelle, playing high five hurts or peekaboo with her.

"If he wasn't the best at his day job, I'd hire him as her nanny," Vero leaned in to whisper to Dulci.

"He is really good with her. I didn't expect it."

"He's like that with all of the kids and babies he meets. He's going to be a great dad." Vero looked at Dulci, who was trying to hide her hard swallow at the image of Sidney with his own children.

"I'm betting he'd make a great husband, too," Vero winked at Dulci, nudging her with her elbow under the table.

"I'm sure a very lucky lady will find out some day," she said quietly, not wanting the two men to hear their discussion.

"And I'm almost positive that lucky lady will be you," she wiggled her eyebrows at her, causing Dulci to choke on her wine, laughing at Vero’s gesture.It was a nice thought to daydream about, but Dulci knew it was way too early in their relationship to be considering marriage.

Sidney looked at Dulci with a confused smile on his face.He didn’t know what the two were talking about, but he was glad they were getting along, not that he thought they’d clash.

“Oww.I got wine up my nose,” she said through laughter.

“She’s a comedienne, that one,” Marc pointed his fork toward Vero in the kitchen.

“Uh oh.My charm isn’t working for her anymore,” Sid picked Estelle up from her highchair, placing her on his leg as he finished his pizza.When he put it on his plate to take a drink, Estelle put her little hand on the slice, immersing it in the sauce before putting her sauce-covered hand on his cheek.Dulci put her hand over he mouth to muffle the giggling as he continued to eat with a handprint on his face.Out of nowhere, Sid put his pointer finger onto his face and rubbed some sauce on her cheek, making her giggle loudly.It melted Dulci’s heart.

“Alright big girl, its time for your bath,” Vero took Estelle off of Sidney’s lap.She whined slightly before disappearing upstairs with Vero.

“You guys better leave before Sid gets stuck putting her to bed again,” Marc laughed as he gathered the empty plates.

“He had to fit his big ass into her small bed and read her a couple of books before she finally went to sleep,” Marc recounted, laughing to Dulci.

“I’m sure that was quite a sight to see,” Dulci added.

The three headed to the door, Sid and Dulci putting on their outerwear.

“I’m sure I’ll have to listen to Estelle cry all night because her boyfriend is leaving,” Marc rolled his eyes.

“Don’t let them leave yet Marc!I want to say goodbye to Dulci!” Vero yelled from the second floor.

“Let me swap with her.It was great to see you.Come back with this one anytime,” Marc said to Dulci, thumb pointing to Sid before running two stairs at a time to find Vero.A second later, Vero appeared from the second story.

“Thank you for coming over, Dulci!Let me know if you have any days off.I’d love to go for lunch or pedicure or something!”Vero pulled Dulci into a friendly hug.

“I’d really like that.”

Sounds of a screaming baby filled the house, and Vero shook her head in a motherly way.

“You guys should go.She’s not happy.Dulci, Sid will give you my number.I’ll talk from you soon.”Vero quickly hugged Sid before opening the door to see them out.As Sid and Dulci were walking back to his car, they could hear Vero speaking French loudly as she shut the door.

“Did you have a good time?” Sid asked as he buckled his seat belt.

“They’re incredibly nice and easy to talk to.I had a great time,” Dulci said with contentment in her voice.

By the time they got back to Sid’s house, neither could keep their hands off of the other.They were making out in his car, awkwardly leaning over the center console like teenagers, stretching in angels that would leave both with sore muscles in the morning.

“Fuck this,” Sid muttered against Dulci’s mouth, pulling her over the center console into his lap while pushing his seat as far back as it would go.Dulci straddled him, one leg wedged between his thigh and the console while the other fell between the door and the driver’s seat.

“Oww,” she pulled back, trying to find a spot on the seat for her leg.The problem was that his legs took up too much space.This was the moment she had been anticipating all day, and a little pain would not be what stopped her.

Sidney reclined his seat all the way down and pulled her on top of him, rubbing his hands up her shirted back before pushing them into her jeans and underwear, squeezing her ass, slipping his tongue into her mouth.He could taste the wine on her lips.

Dulci sat up, putting herself on display to him, and slowly started to unbutton her plaid flannel shirt starting from the bottom.He never took his eyes away as her fingers moved from button to button, teasing him.When she got to the top, he caressed her abdomen, parting the shirt to see her.When he saw that her bra was completely sheer, leaving nothing to the imagination, he sat up and pushed her backward into the sheering wheel, kissing her roughly and eagerly.They both jumped when they realized she was pressing on the car horn.It was close to 9PM at this point and he didn’t want to wake his neighbors.

“Let’s go inside,” he suggested between kisses, adjusting his uncomfortable erection in his jeans.

Dulci tried to quickly fix her shirt while she slipped her flats back on.

“Don’t bother, because it’s coming off right when he get inside the door,” he said huskily as he opened her door, taking her hand to step out.

They jogged to his front door, and as Sid was trying to fish his keys out of his pocket, Dulci decided to start early.She stepped in front of him, kissing and gently biting his neck where he sprays his aphrodisiac of a cologne while unbuckling his belt.

“Jesus Christ,” he groaned when her hand wrapped around his penis, stroking slowly due to the confines of his jeans.Holding himself up against the door with one hand, he finally unlocked his door and unarmed his security system while Dulci jerked him off.

The moment they were inside, he kicked his door shut and pushed her against it.He pulled her hand out of his pants and pinned it behind her with her other arm, holding both her wrists in one hand.He quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them half way down her thighs with her underwear.Licking his pointer and middle finger of his free hand, he touched her clit lightly, making her squirm between him and his door, pushing her pelvis into his fingers.He moved his fingers in big circles, watching her throw her head back against the door, moaning loudly.He watched as her breasts heaved, a light sheen of sweat forming on her face and chest.He picked up the pace with his fingers, moving in smaller, tighter circles as her clit became engorged.She almost buckled when he slipped his fingers inside her, brushing against her g-spot.

“Oh my god, please do that again,” she moaned breathily, grinding against his hand.

“This?” he asked as he repeated the tight circles before slipping his fingers in, this time racking them against her g-spot, making her cry out, hitching a leg around his waist to get him to go deeper.He took the opportunity to switch arms, removing her pants from that leg before hooking her leg over the arm that kept her hands behind her.He was better with his right hand anyway.He ran his fingers between her folds to get them wet before he tried something new.He started with tight circles with his thumb before adding his pointer finger, squeezing and rolling the nub between his fingers.

“Faster,” Dulci pleaded, looking at him with that familiar sensual look, the one that had a fine line between pain and pleasure.She was close, and while he knew she liked what he was doing, he knew her better than that.He pushed his fingers inside of her, this time going at a fast pace as he put as much pressure against her g-spot as possible.When she started to come on his hand, he let go of her hands so he could cradle her ass as she started to sink down the door.She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him close as she whimpered into his ear, trembling against him as she finished coming.

She didn’t realize it immediately, but he carried her into another room, which looked to be his office.He laid her on his desk, fully removing her jeans and underwear that were hanging off of one leg.She watched as he pulled his shirt off, and when he removed his belt, she slid off of the desk.She knelt in front of him and took him fully into her mouth, all the way to the base.She pulled back slowly until he was out of her mouth, bobbing in front of her face, and then licked from the base to the tip, finishing by pushing him back down her throat again.

“Holy shit,” he huffed between moans, watching as she sucked him off, jerking her hand in the opposite direction of the sucking.It created a type of friction he’d never felt before.What was even more sexy is that her other hand was on his ass, pulling him into her mouth.It felt so good that he was hardly aware that her hand disappeared from his ass.He looked down when she started moaning real moans against his dick and noticed she was rubbing her clit.The sight was enough for him to come, and he knew if she continued, he’d blow in seconds.

Dulci was no longer on her knees in front of him.She was facing his computer, back to him.He pushed her down so her stomach was in contact with the desk.

“Don’t move,” he demanded darkly as squeezed her ass.She thought for sure he was going to fuck her from behind, but when she felt his tongue flick her clit from behind, she stood straight up in surprise.He gently but forcefully pushed her back down, bending one of her knees and placing it on the desk, giving him all the access he needed.He sucked her clit hard, making Dulci grip the edge of the desk and her leg for support.She was rigid, uncomfortable with the idea that he was so close to the only place she’d never sexually explored and she was fully exposed, but as he continued to go down on her, she found herself opening up more to him, gripping her own ass overtop of his hands, finding it difficult not to grind against his face.

Then he was inside of her, as far as he could go without physically hurting her.He set a nice, hard rhythm, making all of the freestanding objects on his desk rattle, some falling over the edge.She was insatiable, racking her nails against her ass as he fucked her hard, the dark red nail polish contrasting against the white skin.The way she touched herself got him so hot that he couldn’t watch.He caught her wrists again and pinned them behind her, reaching around to rub her clit as he continued.

She cried obscenities as he rotated, leaning against her lower end, putting his hand next to her head for support.It provided a new angle for her, the head of his penis rubbing the good spot.

“Fuck me harder,” she groaned, close to release.He doubled his pace, not even caring if his computer toppled off his desk and shattered.All he could hear was his heart beating, Dulci moaning, and the sound of their skin slapping against each other.

Then, he felt it, the familiar feeling that he had grown to love.It felt like he’d hit a brick wall inside of her, the signal that she was going to come.

“Ohh fuck,” he groaned, knowing he’d be close behind, if not during.He looked at her profile lying against his desk, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth open as she let out an incredibly sexy groan, drawing in breath loudly as her entire body locked up with intense pleasure.He’d started to come the moment she broke, letting the contractions squeeze him empty before he carefully pulled out of her.

They both slinked to the ground, exhausted. Sid pulled Dulci on top of him, running his hands through her hair.

“I’ve never done that before,” Dulci said softly, running her fingers up and down his ribcage.

“Never done what?”

“The thing you did from behind,” she stuttered, feeling suddenly bashful when she talked about it.He looked at her with a confused look.She’d had to have had sex from behind before.

“With your mouth,” she specified, blushing.

“Neither have I, but the opportunity presented itself so I went with it,” he shrugged.

“I liked it,” she whispered against his chest, bearing it all to him.

“Oh, I could tell,” he said as he rolled on top of her, kissing her deeply.

“Lets go to bed,” he said as he pulled away, rising to his knees, helping her up.

Once they got upstairs, they snuggled ontop of his comforter, both still hot from their physical exertion in his office.Dulci was watching television when Sid’s phone starting vibrating.She could feel him reach for it, but he didn’t answer.

“Why is she calling?” he asked curtly.

“Who?”She sat up some, not used to a nasty tone from him.

“Carly,” he said pressing ignore before turning his phone off and settling back in.

Dulci tried to be nonchalant, playing aloof, shrugging her shoulders when he looked at her.Inside, she knew why Carly was calling.She was probably back in town to fuck everything up.

Notes

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