21: Ojai

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Thanks to the fucking traffic, it took almost three hours to get to Ojai. Hellacious traffic was one thing I sure as shit wouldn’t miss about Los Angeles. The driveway to reach the house was a long one. I liked that. It meant we had plenty of privacy and I wouldn’t have to worry too much about Henry running into the road and getting hit by a car. The backside of the house was fenced in with green metal of some kind. We would have to fence in the front yard if we had kids.

I was thinking about kids more and more as of late. It was kind of scary but cool at the same time.

My Jeep came to a stop behind a shiny Mercedes parked in the driveway. There was a three car garage.

“Ooooh, you’d have space for a bike if you decided to get one,” I said. The exterior of the house had a little stone and the siding was yellow with green trim. I wasn’t crazy about the colors but that was easy to change.

“Something tells me you want to see me get a bike,” he teased. He did want to get one. “If we like this place I already have a buyer for my house.”

“Yes I do want you to get a bike. I don’t think you would approve of me going for rides with Alcide Herveaux.” He was one of those hunky beefcake types who was big with the ladies who watched daytime soap operas. He was also from Mississippi so we commiserated over our southern roots.

“Uh, no. You will not be on a the back of a motorcycle with that douche,” Eric said. He didn’t get jealous often, if ever. He did not like Alcide.

“You know him?” I took off my seatbelt. “He’s not a douche, by the way.”

“I know you like him, that’s enough for me to think he’s a douche,” he chuckled. He got out of the Jeep and walked around the front to wait for me.

“He does have pretty eyes,” I confessed when I took Eric’s hand in front of the Jeep.

“Douche,” he muttered.

“He’s not a douche,” I laughed. “And just so we’re clear the only thing of his I’ve ridden is his bike.”

“Good to know.” He stopped in his tracks to take in the house. “This is a lot of house. It looks so grand from out here.”

“It’s got five bedrooms. Guest rooms would be nice for company, especially if your mom comes down to see you. I’m not sure I like the yellow and green.”

“We could paint if we like the inside,” he suggested. “I really like this yard, though.”

“Me too. Even though we’d have a corner lot it doesn’t seem like a high traffic area.”

“No, not really. With five rooms that would give us room for three babies and a spare room.”

“Three babies, huh?” I smiled up at him. It was cute that baby talk didn’t freak him out.

“Three, yes. I was an only child, your family is… a bunch of assholes. I think we both deserve a big, loving family.”

“I could get on board with that.” We walked around the front of the house. There were lots of trees and a few benches in front of the house that I would have to get rid of. The listing made it obvious that an elderly couple was living there. There was an orthopedic bench in the shower, plus the current décor screamed septuagenarian.

The front door opened and a slick looking guy with man bangs and a three piece suit stepped out of the house. I couldn’t help imagining him with a monocle and a cane. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

“Mr. Compton?” He looked stiffer in person than he did in his picture and that was impressive. From the tight smile in his online photo I might have thought his picture was being captured by the first camera ever.

“Yes, you must be Ms. Stackhouse,” he said, offering me his card.

“I am,” I smiled. I took his card. “This is my fiance, Eric Northman.” For some reason I thought he’d be less weird if I said Eric and I were getting married. Eric played along without missing a beat.

Eric’s long arm wrapped around me as he reached out to shake Mr, Compton’s hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Compton. Thanks for coming out so late on a weekend.”

“Not a problem.” I saw Mr. Compton’s eyes flick down to my ring finger.

“The ring is being sized,” I explained.

“Ah, well, congratulations,” he nodded.

“I am truly a lucky man,” Eric smiled down at me.

“So far we like what we see. Can we go inside?” I asked.

“Of course, follow me.” He turned to lead us toward the front door. Eric didn’t even give me a look about the fiance comment.

Eric and I walked into the house. It smelled like old people, confirming my suspicions. I took note of a walker off to the side.

“The floor is nice. Was it recently replaced?” It was dark stained hardwood.

“The floor has been replaced, along with the kitchen. Truthfully, the bathrooms could use a little work,” he added.

“I noticed,” I smiled.

“It would give you a good place to practice more meals,” Eric grinned.

“You think if you wife me up I’m going to turn into Betty Homemaker?”

“Nah, it’ll come with the babies.” Eric leaned down to kiss my cheek. “I want you just the way you are,” he added in a whisper.

“Sooooooo many babies,” I giggled. Eric pinched my ass, making me jump and Mr. Compton plaster on a phony smile. “Now honey, behave yourself.” Obviously Mr. Stick In The Mud wasn’t interested in watching us play grab ass.

“This is behaved,” he pointed out.

“I’ll go wait outside while you two view the house,” Mr. Compton told us.

That was probably for the best.

Eric took my hand and we walked deeper into the house. The kitchen was his first stop. It was a good size, although kind of awkwardly laid out.

“I’m guessing fridge on one side and freezer on the other?” Both units were commercial grade stainless steel.

“Only one way to find out.” He walked over to a door. “This is a fridge for sure.”

I pulled the other door open and the blast of cold air made my nipples hard immediately.

“Freezer and nipple crisper,” I snorted.

“Oooh, I need to come check that out.” He closed the door to the fridge and jogged over to where I was standing with the freezer door open. His big hands went to my tits, rubbing over my nipples. “Mmm, I may need to come to the freezer with you on frozen pizza nights.”

“Or on Thursday. Or any day ending in ‘Y’.”

“Those times too,” he agreed. He kissed the side of my neck before he asked with a teasing tone, “Was that a half-assed way of you telling me you want to marry me?”

“It was my way of keeping Professor Fussybritches from telling us the house is sold because we’re living in sin,” I replied.

“Just so you know, I already know I want to marry you one day.” He kissed my neck again before he turned to walk away.

“So we all get to be Northmans and not just the babies.” I closed the freezer and followed him out of the kitchen. “I’m pretty sure I’d say yes if you asked.” Since his ass looked so damn good in the jeans he was wearing I grabbed onto it. “We should check the master bathroom shower and make sure there’s room for two, because you know you’ll be fucking me in there regularly.”

“There’s only one way to know for sure that we’ll fit,” he said over his shoulder.

“Think the professor would notice if you fucked me in here?”

“Not if you stay quiet.”

“I can be quiet.” His laughter indicated he thought that was bullshit.

“I’ll have to cover your mouth,” he chuckled. “But I know we can get off quick with the thought of getting caught.”

“I could just blow you,” I offered. As we walked down the hallway I reached down the front of his pants.

“If you want. You know I’ll never turn down a blowjob.” He paused so he could push me up against the wall and kiss me. When the kiss broke he whispered, “You also know how much I enjoy sliding deep into your tight little pussy.”

“Mmm… yes I do, but I think for now,” I removed my hand to unzip his fly, “We’ll just worry about you.” Right there in the hallway I dropped to my knees. I didn’t waste any time getting his cock in my mouth. Who knew how long we had before Mr. Compton came in to spoil the fun.

“You know I’m going to make this up to… oh, fuck…” His head dropped back when I started to massage his sac. His hands settled on my head. Eric’s hips rocked, slowly pumping in and out of my mouth.

I didn’t care if he did. I was blowing him because I wanted to, and because I liked getting him off. Turned out I was damn good at it. My jaw relaxed and even though I couldn’t take all of him, I could take a decent amount. Eric’s hips pumped a little faster and my free hand wrapped around his base to stroke him. The saliva made my hand glide over his smooth, soft skin. When I wrapped my lips around his shaft again I sucked a little harder, trying to get his release from him quickly. It helped when I started to hum.

He let out a little growl. He stayed quiet otherwise. I knew he wasn’t going to last long. I could feel his shaft swelling between my lips.

“You ready to swallow it?” he breathed quietly after a couple minutes.

“Mmhmmm,” I hummed. I squeezed and tugged on his balls just the way he liked, making his hips jerk. Eric grunted and growled again when he came. His salty but slightly sweet release coated my tongue. I pulled back to let him see the load in my mouth before I swallowed it.

“Fuck, woman,” he panted. “I feel like we need to put in an offer just so we can christen the other rooms.”

I smiled once I swallowed.

“That’s some potentially very expensive sex.” I licked a little cum off the tip of his dick making Eric shiver.

“Mmm, yes it is. This is also a good sized house for a family.” He helped me to my feet. Eric tucked his cock away. “Let’s go check out the bathrooms. So far I like the place.”

“Me too. I like the patio doors. Lots of outdoor access, not a lot of stairs, and there’s a nice little deck off the master bedroom.” The master bedroom was at the end of the hall on the left. There was a fireplace and a clear view of the pool. It would be private and quiet if we had company. There was plenty of room for Eric to put in a pool table or a poker table if he wanted to. He didn’t strike me as the type to need a mancave, but if he did we’d have ample space for it.

“You know, most of all this place feels homey,” he said as he massaged my shoulders.

“It does,” I agreed. “Can you see Henry running around out there?”

“I can. I can see him going in and out of the rooms at night to make sure all the babies are okay before he sneaks into bed with us.” He kissed the back of my head. “I bet he’d even enjoy the pool with us.”

“Oh my god, yes, I bet he would. It would be nice to be able to play fetch with him in the yard for a change.”

He deserves this,” Eric said. “It might be too soon since we didn’t look at anything else, but I’d like to put in an offer.”

“It can’t hurt. I like this place. There’s potential here to make it ours.” The décor was all wrong and the bizarre green metal fence had to go, but the house wasn’t beyond fixable. Plus the yard was fantastic and there was great space for entertaining out on the patio. “We could even put in an outdoor kitchen if you want to. That way caveman can cook with fire.”

“You’re cute,” Eric chuckled. “I like that idea though. Ras and I would definitely do some Tim the Toolman grunting around a grill.”

“I’m sure you would. You could probably teach the boy spawn to do it too.”

“You know I will. Also, now that you’ve said that we’re having all girls,” he laughed quietly. “Want to go talk to Captain Stuffy Pants?”

“Ooooh all girl will be fun in their teen years. Imagine three girls on their period at the same time, bringing home little shitheads who want to touch their boobs–”

“The only boob touching that will happen anywhere near our home is my hands on your boobs. Those little cum stains that want anything to do with my baby girls will have to come through me.” He was serious.

I laughed and said, “I’m sure it’ll get out pretty fast that you’re a retired pornstar. That might keep the little cum stains away. Shit, but then they’ll find out I was a stripper who still likes to walk around almost naked…”

“And they’ll still have to come through me. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a pretty intimidating looking guy.”

“You are? To me you look like sex on two legs.”

“That’s not what I look like to most boys and men. Their mothers… you’ll have to worry about them trying to touch me,” he snickered.

“Nah, I’m not worried. I will proudly show off my sexy trophy husband,” I told him.

“Am I just a piece of meat to you?” He started to back me up toward one of the walls.

“Of course,” I smiled. “And I think you know which part is my favorite.”

“This?” He took my hand and settled it on his cock through his jeans.

“Close. My favorite part also pumps,” I said, wiggling my eyebrows.

He smiled as he lifted my hand to rest over his heart.


“There you go, Lover,” I purred.

He dipped his head to kiss me sweetly.

“Let’s go try to buy a forever home,” he whispered against my lips. His hands dropped down to knead my hips as he kissed me one more time.

I kissed him back and probably could have spent an hour making out with him, but that probably wasn’t the best idea. We walked through the rest of the house and decided that it was exactly what we needed. Yes, there would be work to get it where we wanted it to be, but it would be worth it. In the end it would be ours, where we could raise a family. Whether it would be tiny humans or just fur babies remained to be seen, but I was excited either way.


A few days later I got a call from my realtor letting me know that the open house she’d put together had brought in three offers. It was enough to start a small bidding war for the house. It was great news I wanted to tell Eric in person, so I went to see him on set to deliver it. Belinda smiled when she saw me walking toward the house they were shooting at. I waved at her and asked where Eric was.

“They’re in the middle of filming. I can take you to set if you want. There will probably be a break in a few minutes.”

“That will be fine. I’m in no rush,” I answered. “How are you doing?”

“I’m great.” She flashed me her left hand. “Maxwell finally popped the question.”

“Oooooooooh! That’s a gorgeous ring.” I looked down at the beautiful stone on her finger. “Congratulations!”

“Thank you,” she grinned. “I’m thinking about a fall wedding next year. It should give us plenty of time for planning.”

“Definitely. I’m so happy for you.” I loved it when good things happened to good people. I didn’t know her well, but Belinda was always nice and polite to me so it was easy to be happy for her.

“Thank you. Do you think Steel might be The One? Sorry, it’s hard to call him Eric,” she chuckled.

“I think it’s a pretty good possibility. He’s a good guy. I feel bad for anyone who doesn’t know him personally.”

“He’s a great guy. Very kind,” she agreed. “A lot of the talent are stuck up assholes. I’m glad you guys met, he seems to be really taken with you.”

“I’m glad we met too.” The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea of running a business together. If Eric wanted to run a production company, I could help him with it. I was sure there was something I could do to help, even with my limited job skills and education. If nothing else, I was good with people.

Just before we walked into the house my phone rang. I stopped to see who was calling, and smiled to see Mr. Compton was on the line. We hadn’t heard yet whether or not our offer had been accepted. Eric decided to go in a little low, but he could do an all cash offer. I had no idea he had that kind of money, but then we hadn’t talked about finances yet. Hopefully the news was good.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Compton, how are you?”

“I’m doing great, Ms. Stackhouse. I’ve heard from the sellers about the Ojai house,” he started. “Do you have a moment to talk?”

“Absolutely. Were they happy with our offer?” I hoped they were because if they wanted more I was going to have to talk to Eric before committing more money. We were already on the line to spend $1.2 million.

“They were very impressed with the cash off. So impressed, in fact, they have decided to accept–”

“They have? Oh that’s fantastic!”

“They have. They plan on buying an RV and living on the road,” he said. “So the sooner the paperwork is done, the better. Would the two of you be able to meet me later this evening or in the morning for paperwork?”

“Let me talk to Eric about his schedule and I’ll call you back as soon as I know. Is that okay?” Eric was supposed to be filming for three days. It was only day one.

“Of course. I’ll make sure I have everything ready for you by four this afternoon. Call me as soon as you’re ready and I can meet you.”

“Great. Thanks for calling. We look forward to seeing you.” I hung up and slipped my phone back into my bag. Belinda had a curious look on her face. “That was a realtor for a house Eric and I put an offer on.”

“Judging by the smile on your face it was good news,” she smiled.

“Very good news,” I agreed.

I followed her inside the house and walked quietly to where the filming was going on. Eric was flat on his back with a leggy brunette riding him. It took a minute for me to realize it was Cara in a wig. She was moaning and putting on quite the show for the cameras. Eric’s head turned when he realized there was movement behind the cameras, and just to mess with him I pulled my shirt up to flash my tits at him. His face didn’t change but I heard the growl. His hands grabbed Cara’s hips and he began to thrust up, making her moan louder. I was standing there playing with my nipples when she came.

“Cut!” Stan yelled. “We’ll set up for the next shot.”

Cara got off of Eric and leaned over to pull him up a little bit before she walked toward me. I liked Cara. She was a nice girl. Not the brightest star in the heavens, but she looked good naked.

“Hey Cara,” I smiled.

“Hi, Sookie,” she smiled back.

Eric walked up behind her, wrapping a towel around his waist.

“Hello, Lover,” he grinned.

“Hi. Got a minute?” I asked him.

“Of course. Is everything okay?”

“It’s great. I have good news and I have fantastic news.”

“Give me the good news first.” He took my hand to lead me over to his chair. His dick still solid under his towel.

“The good news is there’s a bidding war for my house. The most recent offer is up to $1.6 million.” That was almost a half million over the asking price.

“Sookie, that’s amazing news,” he grinned. He leaned down to kiss my cheek. He didn’t like to kiss me while he was on the clock and between scenes.

“It is. The fantastic news is that Major Manbangs called on my way in here and informed me that our offer has been accepted,” I told him.

“It has?” His grin lit up even more. “We’re homeowners? Like together, as in it’s ours?”

“Yep,” I nodded. “He wants to meet with us ASAP to go over the paperwork. Apparently the couple who lives there is going to spend their golden years traveling around in an RV. I’m guessing having that kind of cash on hand tipped the scales in our favor.”

“Can you stick around for the day?” he asked. “If you’re here I can make sure today goes quick and we can meet tonight.”

“Sure, I can stick around. In fact, I’d be happy to help with any fluffing needs you may have.”

“You’re always welcome to keep me hard,” he purred. “We can go find somewhere to hide while they set up…”

“Where you lead, I’ll follow,” I smiled.

He took my hand to lead me toward a hallway. He caught Belinda’s eye and motioned to where he was taking me. When we got down the hall we walked into a bathroom.

“If you want to take a seat I can kiss you…” He reached between my legs to let me know where he wanted to kiss me.

There was no way I’d say no to that. So I wiggled out of my shorts and then hopped up on the vanity. Eric gave me a sexy little smirk, and then knelt between my knees. My day was already going pretty well, but head from my boyfriend made it amazing. Our fingers laced together while his mouth went to work. I really couldn’t have thought of a better way to spend the afternoon.

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7 thoughts on “21: Ojai

  1. I’m so glad that they got the house . It’s fantastic that Sookie got higher offers too. My favorite parts were Sookie introduction of Eric as her finance and their quickie in Ojai 😊


  2. Brilliant news. Her house selling for that much means they will have extra plus what he gets for his house! Sounds like they’ll need some of it for renovations, this is fantastic. So happy for them!


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