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The Emancipation of Lizzie Cooper	By : Silent Pluto Category: Comics > Archie & Co. Views: 10135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Private Interlude
“So tell me, where’s your best place for sex?”
“Reggie! The hell?!”
“What? I wanna know. It’s just us.”
“Yeah us and your dog staring at me like some criminal.”
Yeah this is us bickering again. I’m at Reggie’s loft. We’re making small talk at the breakfast table. And I’m sorry to say I didn’t get the grand tour until this morning. I fell asleep in the car last night when he was driving. I woke up to his rotwieler Haus laying next to me and sniffing my face. I almost jumped out of my skin. But then he licked my face and started panting his doggie breath in my face. God that’s worse than the salts they use to recessitate people. I snapped at Reggie when he walked into the room. He only laughed at me. The damn dog could’ve bitten my head off!
“Naw he just wants some of the bacon you left on your plate.” Reggie shrugged.
“How comforting.” I said sarcastically, as I tossed the dog a slice of bacon. He grabbed it frown the air with his powerful jaws. Swallowed it, then barked in appreciation….Cute.
“Good, now you’ll be best friends.” Reggie smiled, as the dog walked over to my chair and sat next to me.
Reggie’s home was pretty grand. It wasn’t what I expected, I thought he’d live in a mansion, like he’d always dreamed. He used to always brag about his future home being better than the Lodge’s estate. I know the saying, money doesn’t bring happiness, but who am I to squash his dreams. And from what I’ved heard and seen for myself, Reggie is beyond well off. Why won’t he settle? What’s he waiting for?
“Mr. Mantle will you be walking Haus today? I believe he’s ready for some fresh air.” His butler Jenkins came out of nowhere scaring the shit out of me.
“No, I’m entertaining a guest Jenkins. If you would be so kind as to take Haus for his daily routine I’d really appreciate it.” Reggie replied.
“Right away sir.” Jenkins said stoically. Then he whispered to Haus and the dog quickly got up and followed the elder butler out of the small dining room.
Jenkins seemed like a quiet fellow but, then again he does have that whole butler persona going. Kinda’ creepy. He made a great breakfast though. The dining table was filled with so many things to choose from, it looked like the continental breakfast at The Hampton Hotel. Who the hell was going to eat all this stuff?
“Reggie why do you have a butler? You live in a loft!” I gritted as I popped a strawberry in my mouth.
“This is me we’re talking about Bet’s why wouldn’t I have a butler?” He asked incredibly, as he watched my eat the strawberry.
“Do the other tenants that live below you have butler’s and dogs?” I asked completely abashed.
“What tenants? I own the building. Jenkins and his wife are the only ones that occupy the loft across from me.” He explained.
“Well, that’s different.” I replied. “So what are you going to do today? I’m booked tomorrow.”
“Hah! Your social card filled already, eh?” He grinned.
“Well, not really. After the reunion, I’m completely free. And that worries me. I don’t think I can stay in that house. Polly has some mental issues I don’t think I want to contend with.” I admitted, as dropped my fork. I’m full.
“Stay here with me.” He offered quickly.
“I would love to spend my whole summer playing house with you, but I’ll stay at home.” I said sarcastically.
“Why? You obviously don’t want to.” He asked sending my a confused look.
“It’ll break my dad’s heart if I leave the family home to come house with you for the whole summer. And the girls are gonna feel the same way.” I sighed, as I rested the side of my head on my hand.
“Old’s habits are hard to break aren’t they.” He remarked.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing, just because you sleep there a couple nights of the week, doesn’t mean your days have to be dull.” he said as he got up from his seat and pulled me up by arms.
“Couple of nights a week?” I asked confusedly.
“Come on Betty, let’s go shopping, I want you to look like a duchess, when we show up at the reunion tomorrow night.” He smirked completely ignoring me, and pulling me back to his bedroom.
“Don’t you mean a queen?” I chuckled.
“A queen would look completely inaccessible. No, you’ll be my duchess. Accessible, yet inaccessible.” He grinned saucily back at me, then he yanked me into the room and locked the door behind him.
“Aren’t we supposed to be leaving?” I giggled. My gawd, I’ved turned into a giggling fiend.
“I want you again. You’re too addicting.” He growled as he pulled me against his body. And started rubbing his erection against my stomach.
“You read my mind.” I admitted breathlessly as his mouth attached itself to my neck.
“I changed my mind, I don’t want to leave. I want to spend the whole day with us joined at the hips.” He shuddered as I ran my nails down his hairy chest and toyed with his nipples.
I bit my bottom lip. This was exactly what I wanted. But would it be too much? I looked up to his eyes. I saw the looks of undiluted lust he was sending me, and something else. That something else my decision dissolve, I want to spend as much time as I can with him.
I quickly reached behind to get myself out of my dress. I saw the look of triumph in his eyes. He quickly pulled off his plain white shirt, pants and boxers. I didn’t have anything on under my dress, since I couldn’t find my underware last night. Pity, I liked those panties too.
Then he quickly pulled my back against his naked body, I latched my arms around his neck. I felt my body flush with excitement. Gawd I want this with him everyday! Just him! I grabbed his hair and he found my lips. As we kissed each other hungrily he lifted my thighs and I wrapped them around his waist.
“Shit! Reggie fuck me right here!” I groaned, rubbing my already wet pussy against his cock.
“Hmm. I’m going to dedicate this day to taking you every which way known to man!” he moaned, as he walked to his king size bed.
“Promise?” I teased as he lowered me on it and started to crawl over my body, I looked down to his erection as it bobbed and dripped with pre-cum. Shit that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen!!(Although I’ve seen ‘it’ before it just feels that way right now)
“I promise to fulfill every sexual fantasy I’ved ever had. You have to whole summer to look forward to, Betty.” he growled as he eyed my pussy as I opened my legs for him.
“Reggie.” I puffed, as I watched him descend his lips to my aching pussy. “Oh god!” I shouted.
“Oh yes!” I heard him moan before he stuck his tongue inside of me.
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A faint knock on a door jarred us awake. I never wanted to move again for the rest of my life! What asshole would dare destroy my tranquility?!
“Reggie! Open up man!” I heard a voice shout.
“Jughead, you asshole.” I heard Reggie grumble as he moved from my side. I refused to move from my comfortable spot. So I rolled over to go back to sleep.
I only heard Reggie shuffle into his clothes and walk through the door. So I snuggled into his vacant spot, I was still naked under the covers and the a/c was on and without his body heat I felt gooseflesh cover my skin.
5 minutes later:
The clock on Reggie’s nightstand said 12:45 p.m. I couldn’t sleep after Reggie left, something was definitely going on downstairs. And I felt noisy. I was debating whether to go and peek out the door. But I’ve got Haus here staring at me. He padded in the minute Reggie opened the door. And the idiot left it open! But the dog kept to the floor, he wouldn’t jump on the bed this time. Smart dog.
“But I just saw her today!” I heard Juggie shout. Haus lifted his head and whined at the door.
“Calm down!” Reggie said trying to shush him. That got me up. Something’s wrong, and I wanna know what it is. So I looked through reggie’s drawers and pulled on a pair of his boxers. I found one with dollar signs on them. I wanted to laugh so badly. And pulled on a clean plain white t-shirt. It was annoying when I looked in the mirror. Reggie has the upper body of a swimmer, so I looked terrible in it. So took it off, and pulled on a black wife beater, my boobs won’t stand out so much in the black one.
I zipped into the bathroom, and splashed water on my face used my fingers and combed through my hair and went out the bedroom door, with Haus at my heels.
“I’m serious Reg! I can’t lose him!” Reggie groaned, resting his head in his hands.
“You won’t lose him, stop talking like that Jug!” Reggie replied scratching the back of his head.
What’s weird about this situation is that Archie is supposed to be in Reggie’s spot. What going on around here seriously!!!
“Ok gentleman! Time to tell me what the hell is going on here!” I said as I walked into the room, with my hands on my hips. Haus barked in what I think is agreement…I think.
“Betty?” Jughead jumped out of his seat shocked. Oops, I think that I just jumped the gun on this Reggie thing. ‘Don’t hate me Juggie I’m only human. And…and…damn it! It was good!’
“Yeah it’s me. Expecting someone else?” I said raising my eyebrow at Reggie. He just rolled his eyes at me.
“Well,…uh.” He stumbled, and blushed at bit. “You two work fast don’t you.”
I just blushed in response.
“Way to turn the tables on her Jughead.” Reggie snorted, as I brushed past him and sat next to Juggie on the couch. He still looked so distraught. Like his whole world was turned upside down.
“Forget about him. What’s wrong Juggie?” I asked as I put my hand on his shoulder.
“Travis. My Ex is in town for the reunion. I saw her like an hour ago at my front door. Barged in like she own the place, and starts up about me having some ridiculous affair, with some European model! I don’t know where she gets her stuff from!” Juggie gritted angrily.
“Maybe Trula’s become a editor and chief of the National Enquirer instead of the L.A. Times.” Reggie retorted. “You don’t know any European models. Hell you’ve never been to Europe!”
“European model?” I muttered with my index finger on my bottom lip. It can’t be. “Uh, hey Juggie not trying to stop you or anything but have you seen Ethel today?”
“You must be psychic Bet’s yeah I saw her this morning at Denny’s. Travis wanted to eat there for some odd reason.(he shrugs). It was great seeing her, but anyway! Trula’s bitching about filing for full custody of Travis! I don’t know where’s this all coming from!” Jughead shouted. Haus barked and spun around in a circle before sitting back down. I looked at Reggie he just shook his head.
Ethel is more of a morning person, and apparently since she didn’t call me and I’m spending the night at her hotel room tonight…wait a minute.
“Where’s my cell phone?” I asked.
“Probably still in my car. You left your purse there, too.” Reggie said.
“Right I fell asleep.” I replied.
“Are you both ignoring me?” Jughead sighed, with frustration.
“No, I’m sorry I got side-tracked. But I still don’t understand the whole predicament here. Jughead I get the feeling that you and Trula are divorced right? (he nods) mmmk. Do you have joint custody for Travis or what?” I asked.
“No, I have full custody. Trula didn’t want the responsibility of him. And gave him to me when we went our separate ways. I don’t wanna go into detail about that. But her asking for custody again really makes no sense, she never called, not even for his birthday!” Jughead snapped.
“Jealousy is really a dangerous thing.” I replied.
“That makes no sense, I’ve dated other women before and I heard nothing from her.” Jughead added.
“Mmmm.” I replied. I think I know what’s going, but I need to get in touch with Ethel.
“Either way, she can’t file suit for custody when she already signed all the paperwork and agreed to it in front of a judge.” Reggie said.
“Uh, she kind of can. She’s married to some guy about a year ago. She has the grounds to take him from me. I just don’t understand what the hell is going on.” Juggie moaned.
“Call your lawyer.” I said. “And don’t worry so much about it, we’re all here for you.”
“Thanks. But I wonder whose that model she said she saw me with? I’ve never dated any models. And when do European models ever come to Riverdale?” Jughead babbled.
“I bet Big E looked hot didn’t she Jugs.” Reggie smirked.
“Oh man.” Jughead hung his head behind the couch.
Ooookay! Time to find my phone. And here I thought my life was the only juicy bit of gossip! I’m starting to feel frisky! And not for sex!…Well not right now anyway.
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