Jessica then and now chapter 4

 Jessica then and now

Chapter 4
2030's

I received an unexpected call from Jessica Montgomery, the renowned actress whose performances I had admired on Broadway and in various theatres over the years. Her voice was confident yet warm over the phone as she expressed her interest in meeting me, how could I say no.

"Hello, this is Liam," I answered, somewhat surprised to get a call.

"Liam, it's Jessica Montgomery," came the reply, her tone carrying a hint of excitement. "I've heard about your research on time travel possibilities, and I'd love to meet you to discuss it further."

I couldn't hide my intrigue at the prospect of meeting someone as accomplished and intriguing as her about a subject that was so taboo. "Of course, Jessica. I'd be honoured to meet with you. When would it be convenient for you?"

"This weekend works for me," she replied promptly. "How about this Saturday at the Dark Note café downtown?"

"That sounds perfect," I agreed, already looking forward to our meeting. Her voice carried echoes of the young Jessica I remembered from Broadway, tall, with incredible legs and a lovely physique. Her curvy silhouette had always captivated the audience, paired with her great voice that filled the theatre. Not having seen her in many years, I wasn't sure what to expect. But from her confident voice over the phone, it seemed that the young Jessica I remembered had evolved into a lovely mature woman, that was undeniable.

As Saturday approached, I couldn't help but wonder what had sparked Jessica's interest in my studies? The studies that had almost cost me my job at the university. Our conversation was sure to be fascinating, jumping into the possibilities and implications of time travel, a topic that had captivated both of us in different ways it seems.

As I walked into the café, the warm aroma of coffee greeted me, mingling with the chatter of patrons and the gentle hum of conversation. I found a quiet corner table and settled in, anticipation bubbling within me for my meeting with Jessica Montgomery. Time seemed to slow as I waited, my thoughts drifting to the discussions we would have. The café's ambience was soothing, providing the perfect backdrop for our exchange.

Suddenly, the café door swung open, and my gaze locked onto Jessica as she entered. It was as if a scene from one of her old stage plays unfolded before my eyes, to call her a beautiful woman was an understatement. The actress was on underarm crutches, her leg in a cast, she was very graceful and in total control.

She was wearing a knee-length dress that accentuated her tall and statuesque figure, the vibrant colours complementing her brown hair and big brown eyes. Despite the cast on her leg, she moved with poise and confidence, her crutches becoming an extension of her presence rather than a hindrance.

"Liam, It's a pleasure to meet you in person."

"The pleasure is all mine but I couldn't help but notice your broken leg. What happened?"

She smiled and a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. "Oh, just a little missed step," she replied casually. "Stress fracture in my ankle, nothing too dramatic."

I nodded, but my curiosity lingered. "Well, the way you move on your crutches, it's obvious that you're no stranger to them," I complimented, my gaze briefly drifting to her lovely long legs, the one in the black cast and the healthy one. She was well renowned for her beauty more than her acting, and that felt so wrong on multiple levels.

Jessica chuckled softly. "Thank you, Liam," she said, her eyes meeting mine with purpose. "It's all part of the theatre, isn't it? Sometimes life imitates art."

As our conversation continued, I found myself drawn not only to her intellect but also to her undeniable charm. Her ability to combine grace and humour added yet another layer of attraction to my already growing fascination with her. The way she moved and used her leg cast as a sensual accessory, crossing and uncrossing her lovely legs, had me mesmerized and she knew it.

"You know, Liam," she began, her tone reflective, her long fingers rubbing her toes at the end of the cast, "this isn't my first encounter with crutches and casts. I had a rather terrible accident years ago that left me in a total of six different casts over a long period of time."

I listened intently as she recounted her accident, sharing moments of both hardship and unexpected joy during her recovery period. She spoke of the initial challenges of adapting to life on crutches, the frustrations of limited mobility, and the moments of vulnerability that came with relying on others for support.

"But you know what?" Her big brown eyes dug deep into me again. "Despite the challenges, there were also unexpected joys and friendships that blossomed during that time. I met people I might not have crossed paths with otherwise, and I discovered a new side of me I hadn't fully realized before."

Her words resonated with me, triggering memories of seeing her at various red carpets and social events while using crutches and casts. It was evident that those experiences had shaped her in profound ways, adding layers of complexity and richness to her already captivating persona. Without those experiences, who knows who she would be today.

As she shared more anecdotes and insights, I couldn't help but feel a deepening connection to her, admiring not just her professional success but also the depth of her character on multiple levels. Our conversation was paving the way for a partnership that went beyond curiosity and physical attraction.

"I must say, your outlook on life and your ability to find joy even in difficult circumstances is truly inspiring."

"Thank you, I wouldn't trade the experiences for anything and yet here I am..." Our conversation shifted to other topics, I found myself drawn sexually to this woman and yet I couldn't help but feel a sense of opportunity to connect with her that wasn't clear yet.

"I know this will sound totally strange but during my long recovery periods, I found a certain joy in using crutches. It started as a necessity, but it soon became something so much more, a form of expression. It felt like showing off my long legs in a totally different view when using crutches."

"There's a certain freedom that comes with using crutches, when injured or not" Jessica continued, her eyes sparkling with clearly sexual excitement. "It's not just about mobility; it's about reclaiming control and refusing to let obstacles define you."

"I totally agree when I first saw you walk in the cafe that's how I felt looking at you without being able to put it in words." She was not just a talented actress and beautiful woman. As our conversation about her interest for crutches came to a natural pause, I felt compelled to share my own insights, maybe she was the one I needed to be able to take my time travel experiences to a new level.

"You know, Jessica, our discussion about challenges and growth ties in intriguingly with my research on time travel."

Her eyes lit up with curiosity, and I noticed her subtle shift, perhaps a slight lean toward me as well when her cast connected with my leg sending an incredible sensation all through my body.

"Time travel? That's fascinating! How does your version of time travel work? Tell me more"

I nodded, bolder than ever in my life I grabbed and lifted her cast protecting her broken ankle with a gentle touch. "Well, imagine time with multiple threads of events and moments,"

I explained, letting my fingers trace the outline of her perfect cast slowly. "In my research, I explore the concept of temporal artifacts, I mean objects from specific time periods that hold a unique energy or resonance."

Jessica's eyes followed my touch, and a faint smile played on her lips and when my fingers rubbed her exposed toes, I swear she licked her lips.

"So, this leg cast for example, because of the strong connection we both feel right now physically, sensually and sexually being in your hands, it could act as a gateways of some sorts in years from now, allowing us to connect with past moments?" she inquired, her voice soft with intrigue and clear sensuality.

At that moment, as I felt the warmth of her response to my touch and her curiosity matching mine, I knew she was the perfect partner for my time-travelling experience. Leaning over and kissing this lovely woman on the cheek, expecting a reciprocated peck. To my surprise, she turned her head slightly and met my lips with hers, a tender and unexpected kiss then I felt her tongue meet mine with eagerness.

Jessica then and now
Part 5 to come
K