Long Lost Love
Written by Lady B


Part 4

He grabbed her hand and led her into the house and up the stairs. They entered his room and he took off his jacket and went into the bathroom. Betty could hear the water running in the tub and him moving around. When he came back into the bedroom he was barefooted. She had already removed her jacket and sneakers while sitting on the bed. He came over to her and kissed her as he helped her to a standing position. He grabbed her hand and led her into the bathroom What she saw when she entered took her breath away. The bathroom was lit by candlelight only and the jacuzzi sized tub was filled with bubble bath which smelled like Black Orchids. There was a bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket and two glasses, with champagne already in them, sitting on the dressing counter. He handed her one and took the other. "Here's to our love for each other" he said as they clinked glasses and drank. He took the glass from her hand and placed it next to the bucket.


He looked at her lovingly as he ran his hands over her shoulders and slowly pulled her t-shirt out of her jeans and removed it. He felt her skin warm to his touch and kissed her neck and shoulders while his hands went to her back and he unsnapped her bra. He let it fall to the floor as his lips went to the place that her bra had covered just seconds before. He undid her jeans and removed them from her. Betty ran her hands over his chest and arms, loving the feel of his flesh. She reached down and undid his belt and opened his jeans. She kissed his neck and chest as her hands played with him over his clothes. When she finally reached in and grabbed him, she heard him take a deep breath. She lowered his jeans and shorts and he stepped out of them. They stepped into the tub and he sat down as Betty sat on his lap. She kissed him as she ran her fingers through his hair. She moved slowly, grinding into him. She could hear him groan as she worked herself around him. He raised her and gently lowered her onto him. Betty threw her head back, thoroughly enjoying the feel of him inside of her.


He grabbed her hips and bought her up and down slowly. Very gently he increased the speed until they were reaching their highest peaks. He growled with the intensity of it as Betty went rigid in his arms. When her muscles contracted around him, he let himself go and they both finished simultaneously. Betty leaned her head on his shoulder as he kissed and nuzzled her neck. They basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking for a while before they washed and got out of the tub. They wrapped towels around themselves and exited into the bedroom, with him carrying two full champagne glasses.


He led her to the bed and removed the towels as he laid down and pulled her down onto the bed and into his arms. He covered them with the black silk sheet as he held her against his chest, kissing her occasionally on her cheek, face or lips. He felt so good holding her, that he did not want to let her go. He handed her a champagne glass and they both sipped from it. When they were done with both glasses they talked until he fell asleep with his head on her chest. She held him to her until she finally passed out.


When Taker woke up he was alone. He put on a pair of shorts and went in search of Betty. He found her in the back lawn doing some stretching exercises. He stood at the back door as he saw her get up and go into a tumbling routine. she did 3 back flips into a double flip and wound up standing. He was clapping as he came out towards her. "You've still got it. I would definitely give that a 10" he said. Betty turned towards him and said "Hi. I didn't know you were there" as she walked towards him. "I haven't done that in years" she added. She went into his arms and he hugged her. "How are you feeling today?" he asked. "Like I stepped into a dream, which I never want to wake up from" she replied looking up at him. "Who would have guessed that after all these years . . ." he didn't finish his sentence as he bought his lips down to hers. They kissed long and passionately. He let her go and asked "Are you hungry?" "A bit" she replied. "How about we work out in the gym for a while and then I'll take you out to brunch?" he asked. "Sounds great" she said. "Let's go get ready" he said with a smile on his face. ¡Boy is she going to be surprised' he thought.


They got dressed in workout clothes. He put on biker shorts, a sleeveless t-shirt and his sneakers. She dressed the same and grabbed her bag. "Let's go" she said to him as she was about to walk out the door. "You won't need to take your bag" he said. "I have to" she replied. "All my I.D.'s are here, and so is my little friend" she added referring to her gun. "I know" he said smiling, "But you won't need it" he said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. She threw her bag on the bed and practically ran, trying to keep up with him. They went down to the foyer and through a door that led down into the basement. He turned the light switch on and Betty could see an enormous room with a ring in the center. Off of it was another room with a complete gym in it. She walked over to the gym and there was a treadmill machine, a stationary bike, a stair master, weight machines of all sorts and mats for exercising. One wall was covered with mirrors and it was air conditioned.


"What do you think of my little playground" he asked coming up behind her. "I think it's great, but I should've known you would have something like this" she said. "Well there is still another part to this place" he said as they went over to another door and he opened it. Inside was a whirlpool and several other rehab machines, along with a massage table. "Oh boy, what I would give to have that in my place" she said pointing to the massage table. "I can envision several different things we could do with that in your place" he said getting a mischievous look on his face and reaching for her. "Oh no you don't" she said as she skittered away from him. "We are here to workout" she said, trying not to giggle. "Well, that's a form of workout" he said coming towards her. "Listen big guy, I mean workout with the machines in that room" Betty said playfully, pointing to the weight room. "Where's your sense of adventure?" he said. "Okay, let's make a deal" she said. "First we workout with those" she said pointing to the treadmill and the weights, "And after, if you still have the strength, we'll work out with this one" she said pointing to the massage table. "You're on" he said as he headed over to the mats to warm up. She got on the treadmill and set it for a slow run pace.


After they were done with their workout Taker looked at her and said "Okay, let's see how you would handle yourself against someone as big as me" as he stepped into the ring. "I really don't want to do this" she said as she approached the ring. He challenged her and said "What is it, you're afraid that you can't take me?" "It's not that, it's just that when I do have to fight against a man, I tend to be a little rough" she said. "I think I can take it" he replied as he held the ropes open for her. She entered the ring and he tried to be sneaky and grab her from behind. She slipped out of his grasp and threw him against the ropes. "Oh a feisty one" he said acquiring his Taker persona. "You don't scare me, Dark Lord" she said getting into the game with him. He walked over to her and they were standing facing each other. "Not so close, shorty" she said looking up at him and extending her arm, to keep him at arms length. He laughed and said "Who are you calling short. I'll have you know that I am one of the tallest men in the WWF" he said with a twinkle in his eye. "That may be true, but here in this ring you are much shorter than me" she teased. He grabbed her by the arm and threw her towards the ropes. As she rebounded off of them he was waiting to grab her in his arms. She flipped in mid-air and slid between his legs, grabbing onto his ankles as she went by, pulling him down face first onto the mat. He turned around quickly and sprang up. "Oh, you want to play games" he said.


No matter how hard he tried he wasn't able to hold on to her for too long. She always managed to slip out of his grasp. She knew that he would be able to overpower her if she gave him the chance. He grabbed her and was standing behind her with his arms around her waist and he was holding her off of the ground. She was near the ropes and from that position, she placed her feet on the top rope. Using the ropes as a springboard she flipped over him and wound upstanding behind him. She tapped him on the shoulder and when he turned around she kissed him on his nose. They were breathing pretty hard. "You are one slippery little person" he said as he put his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. "Come on, let's go eat" he said. Betty looked at him and then towards the massage table "What about . . ." she said nodding her head towards the table. "Later" he said. "After that workout, I need some nourishment first" he said smiling. "Okay" Betty said with a big grin on her face.


They headed upstairs and into the shower. He had the kind of shower that had water come from different shower heads placed throughout the walls in strategic positions. They undressed and let the hot water roll over their bodies. Taker was standing behind Betty and he had his arms around her. She turned in his embrace until she was facing him. They kissed as the water ran over them. They got so carried away that they wound up making love while in the shower. Afterwards they got dressed and went outside, got in the car and went to eat. They took Betty's car so that Taker would not be recognized by his fans since the windows of her car could be tinted by the touch of a button. They drove until they reached one of Taker's favorite restaurants that was serving brunch. They parked and entered. They were led to a booth in the back and Taker ordered for both of them. They ate and talked for awhile.


They spent the next two days going out, lazing around in the mansion and getting to know each other. They seemed to have formed a bond. They would be talking and would know what the other was going to say before it was said. At times they could tell what the other was thinking before asking. They knew how to make each other laugh and how to make each other feel special.


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