by S M Mala
‘No.’
‘We have to stop before it gets out of hand.’
‘Let it.’
‘This is such bad timing,’ I say. We don’t speak for a few minutes. I’m not sure what to do.
‘What are you thinking?’ Josh asks pulling my chin closer to his face. ‘Let me take you to bed and no funny business.’
‘Are you sure?’ I ask. Why has he changed his mind, damn that man!
‘I promise.’
He follows me up into the bedroom. What am I doing?
‘Look, crash here if you want.’ I can feel him kissing the back of my head but this time I’m not in the mood to fight back. His lips are on my neck and his arms are around my waist. I want him so much, I pull him close and there’s something stiff against my buttocks.
His hands stroke my throat as his other hand moves down to my breasts and straight into my knickers. I don’t fight back. I let him touch me. His fingers glide over my crotch and he gently strokes me over my pubic bone while his lips are kissing my neck. I know my knickers are going to slip off pretty quickly due to the excitement.
‘Perfect,’ he says, breathing heavily in my ear and I can’t wait.
I pull his hand out and face him, placing my mouth over his and delving my tongue in deeply. I can smell and taste him but I want to touch him. My hand goes over his trousers and he feels firm, so I rub him to make sure it doesn’t disappear as there’s no point taking a chance on this. No change there then as he’s very buoyant.
Josh pushes me onto the bed and his hands go straight under the vest to my breasts. He caresses them gently and I take off his top to see his torso. He looks good. His lips are full and, I don’t know what it is about a man looking down at you nearly naked, it just does something for me.
I have to touch every part of his body. He’s smooth and smells gorgeous. Now I let go, it has been a long time and god help Josh with all this friskiness going through my body. My crotch pulsates in anticipation.
It’s getting heavy and sweaty in here. Josh pulls off my vest. Then he kisses my breasts and I feel his warm mouth on my skin, his teeth nibble my nipples and he then sucks them so hard my back arches. I’m not quite sure if I can stop this going any further.
I don’t want to!
I caress the back of his head and run my fingers through his hair, as his head moves from one breast to the other. He quickly jumps up and takes off his trousers and underpants. I can see a shiny bulbous head standing to attention, looking at me and it’s more than welcome. He lies back on top and starts kissing me.
‘Josh?’
‘What?’ He moves down, kissing my stomach and I feel his tongue flickering on the top of my knickers.
‘I’m not protected. I don’t have anything, you know what I mean.’ Ooh, I’m getting hot!
‘It’s taken care of.’
‘I see.’ Is there something I missed? ‘You prepared for this impromptu fuck!’ He shuffles up so we’re face to face and he smiles.
‘This isn’t just a fuck,’ he says stroking my face. ‘I’m making love to you.’
I’m such a sucker for nice words.
My hands grab his arse, which is smooth and lovely, as his dick reacts by sticking into my stomach. I gently pull it and hear him groaning while his mouth is on my neck.
Next thing I know he has taken my hand away pulled off my pants and starts kissing down very quickly to between my legs. Then I feel his tongue just tickling and licking, slowly as if he’s going to devour me any moment. I’m burning up and my inner thighs are so taut. So is my hole!
I haven’t had this done to me in years and I forget how much I love it but I expect there’s a wild bush down there. I wish I had some notice then I would have trimmed and waxed. He pushes my thighs further apart and I’m getting an incredible sensation and I think, no, I know the biggie is going to happen.
Jesus, he’s very spot on. Oh my god, yes, he’s hitting the spot. Jesus fuck! The pulling from my groin is just so… agggghhhh! My mind has gone blank.
I moan like a mad woman! I’m breathing heavily and I look into his eyes as he pushes in and the orgasm on his touch is electric. This is heaven!
Oh goodness, I can’t speak, he’s working away like a trooper, quite fast and it has been a long time but this feeling of relief is sweeping through me. I’m very hot and our hips are moving to the same rhythm and I’m thinking it’s a miracle my insides haven’t sealed up. I’ve got my legs around his back and he moves my thighs further up. I can’t breathe. This is magical!
I can’t tell you what happens in the next few moments because I really don’t know. The next thing I do is get my legs as far back as possible, digging my fingers into his arse and he lets out an almighty shout, that’s a cross between someone moaning loudly and recoiling in pain.
He kisses me on the lips and gently flops on top of me, still slightly pumping away. I stroke Josh’s hair as he rolls off onto his side to face me.
‘We weren’t too noisy were we?’ I’m beginning to think about Beth, two doors away.
‘Belle, do you love me?’ He really is pushing his luck.
‘You’ve just committed adultery and I feel like a-.’
‘A woman who’s had great sex with her fantastic lover?’
‘Lover! I think this is a one off,’ I say while he rolls onto his back.
‘You’ve used me, a man in a confused state of mind, for your own satisfaction.’ His comment makes me laugh. ‘I feel hurt.’
‘I feel sore because it has been such a long time,’ I sigh in happiness. ‘You can now go ahead and enjoy the rest of your life knowing you’ve shagged the black widow,’
‘It’s not about sex, it’s more than that. I want to be with you! Don’t you listen?’ he says, sitting up quickly then turning his back to me.
‘I am listening.’ I kiss his neck and slowly proceed down his back. I put my arms around him and try to coax him back into the happy state. Then I pull him back onto the bed and straddle him.
‘Thank you.’ I peer down at him.
‘What for?’ He’s trying to still look pissed off but I see him smiling.
‘Shagging an old bird and making her very horny.’
What the hell, I’m not complaining. I know, deep in my heart, this is the end of my ‘troubled’ period and the start of the ‘in trouble’ phase. The hairs stand up on the back of my neck when Joan’s cat’s arse face comes flashing in to my head.
Three
We haven’t slept most of the night. I make sure Josh is washed and ready to see Beth’s arrival at breakfast. We’ve had a beautiful night and now, the cold light of day is arriving. I’m not quite sure what he’s thinking this morning.
He’s sitting at the kitchen table sipping coffee and looking at me. I’m a little hussy but only because it’s Josh, I couldn’t do this with anyone else. It was great, better than I ever thought.
Remember I haven’t had sex for years and I’m lucky the man I love did it to me and how! And yes, he’s married. I might have to give him back today, begrudgingly.
Life’s not fair.
‘How do you feel?’ I ask standing by the counter, busily buttering some toast. I have this awful feeling he’s going to tell me he can’t remember what he did last night.
‘Can I just stay here forever?’ Oh, my heart begins to sink. We both know last night was something that shouldn’t have happened but why don’t I feel really guilty. I feel really happy.
‘Oh baby, things are too complicated. You’ve got to sort yourself out first.’ I want to stroke his face but I’ve already sort of said goodbye to him this morning. What the hell has happened? I’ve opened myself to get hurt. I love him but I can’t have him.
I feel him behind me and the knife is removed from my hand. He turns me around and we kiss. Except you know when you kiss at the beginning of a new sexual revelation it doesn’t stop there.
He quickly decides my trousers shouldn’t be on, as he pushes them down and I und
o his fly. His hands behind my head and he’s pulling my lips to his mouth. He clears the work surface, pushing me up, so I can sit on it then yanks down my trousers and pants.
I can feel crumbs on my bum but I want him to do it to me there and then, so I don’t say anything. I can see he’s standing to attention (just think, yesterday I’d never seen his bits before). I spread my legs wider to welcome him.
He steps closer and kisses me hard on the mouth and firmly pulls a breast with one hand, grabbing my arse with the other. I can feel his tip hitting me but not getting in. I place it in the right position, then with all my might, pull him with my arms and legs so he can enter me with force. The sensation makes me bite into his shoulder.
He flings back his head and I can see the ecstasy on his face. He thrusts as fast as he can, then we both look down at his piston going into my dark bush (must remember to book an appointment for a Brazilian as I somewhat resemble the Amazonian rain forest down there).
I want to laugh. It looks so weird, us being joined like this. Our eyes meet and we smile then kiss, as he pummels me and I love it. A few moments later he stifles his groans into my hair. Josh looks down and places some kitchen towel strategically so as not to make a mess.
‘I didn’t realise you were so domesticated,’ I say.
‘I have my moments,’ he replies kissing my cheek. I don’t know what to say. We had unsafe sex. I’ll get the morning after pill. Who am I kidding? I’m too old to get knocked up? But what am I turning into? What is this man doing to me? What am I willing to risk for him? Why do crumbs get in places you least expect?
I jump down from the side and quickly wipe the breadcrumbs off my buttocks. We look at each other and laugh. I search for his mouth to finish off my delectable morning dish.
‘I must remember to ‘come’ for breakfast more often,’ he says.
‘That’s such a lame joke, pity what’s in your pants isn’t,’ I reply, noticing his erection hasn’t completely subsided. Look at me, what a lustful lady!
‘Mummy, mummy!’ I can hear Beth’s footsteps coming down the stairs. We straighten up and Josh quickly sits back down at the table.
It’s 7. 45am and the end of my dream. I rush to see my little girl, all sleepy eyed and grumpy, at the bottom of the stairs. Her brown eyes are now widening as she scratches her dark brown bob.
‘Betty boo, look at you!’ I say, picking her up and she notices Josh.
‘My name’s not Betty Boo,’ she abruptly answers. ‘Josh!’
‘Beth!’ Josh jumps up and kisses her on the cheek. She immediately puts her arms round his neck and I’m released.
‘Where’s Meg?’ she asks. My child is a traitor. ‘Josh, are you going to get me a cat?’
‘Um, that’s a decision for your mummy and as for Meg,’ he looks at me nervously. ‘She’s packing our stuff. How are you?’
So, he’s still planning to go away, even after what happened over the last few hours?
I see.
Whatever he had on his mind he probably wanted to get it out of his system. And he did, about twice plus over his special breakfast. Oh, be still my beating heart and throbbing fanny.
The doorbell rings.
‘Who’s that mummy?’ Beth looks towards the corridor.
‘Don’t know so I better find out.’ I rush to the door and its Meg with, oh this gets better, Joan. Hell has no fury like a mother in law’s scorn.
‘Meg, come in.’
She walks past and Joan follows, scowling at me. What the hell is she doing here and it’s not even eight in the morning. This is not the best way to start the day.
‘Tea or coffee anyone?’ I ask. Meg looks distraught and I feel guilty. Joan looks miffed but her face lights up when she sees Beth and Josh. He looks absolutely gorgeous.
You would never believe this man has been up all night. I take a glimpse at my face. I look like, well, I look all right actually, a bit flushed. Good, no guilt here. No one is speaking and Beth is looking around at everyone. I think this is my cue to take her upstairs and get her ready for the outside world.
‘Joan, come and help me with your grandchild.’ I grab Joan’s arm. I don’t want to witness their reunion, a bit of a sore point there, which reminds me, it slightly hurts when I walk. I better disguise that from hawk eye.
We take Beth into her bedroom and I quickly go and run a bath.
‘What the hell’s going on?’ Joan closes the door behind us on my return.
‘Excuse me?’ I glance down at Beth, whose looking at the pair of us with a confused expression on her face.
‘What’s happening?’ Beth asks.
‘Beth, can you check on the water in the bathroom? I’ve put bubbles in so you can make them bigger if you like.’
‘All right,’ she says suspiciously before running out.
‘Look dearest don’t speak like that in front of her. Now talk in code when we’re in the bathroom or I’m going to shove your head in her bath,’ I say as Joan flashes a bitchy look. It’s best to get there first, especially today. I head to the bathroom.
‘What time did he turn up?’ Joan asks as I try to manoeuvre my child into her bubble fest.
‘Late. Beth, go in. Come on darling.’
‘Mummy, it’s hot,’ Beth says when I know it’s not. A difficult mother in law and an impossible child! How I love Monday!
‘I’ll run the cold water,’ I say, trying to see if there are any sounds from downstairs.
‘No, don’t! I’ll go in now,’ Beth says changing her mind and stepping in slowly.
‘Are you sure?’ Give me strength. Beth starts splashing around.
‘What did he say?’ Joan stands back from the bath, avoiding the contents, as Beth blows all the bubbles out and laughs.
‘He said he had doubts about his marriage.’
‘Who?’ Beth asks.
‘No one,’ I say and smile at her.
‘Why did he come here then?’ barks Joan. She’s now standing out in the corridor scared at the playfulness of her own granddaughter and bubble bath. ‘You didn’t shit stir?’
‘Nana you swore!’ says a shocked Beth.
‘Sorry darling. It sometimes comes out when I have to speak to your mother,’ she elegantly apologises
‘No, I did not cause any problems!’ I interject quickly. ‘I think he knew I’d be around to listen. Remember, Beth is his goddaughter and I’m Kai’s widow, so I think we’re quite close.’ That’s utter bullshit, even by my standards.
‘I’m Kai’s mother but my godson didn’t come knocking on my door and he didn’t go round to his parents! What’s he playing at? You should have told him to sling his hook and sod off!’
‘Nana!’ says a stern Beth. ‘Please watch your language.’ I snigger and look at Joan shrugging her shoulders.
I saw him Joan and I wanted to screw him and I did, ha! ha! ha! Pity I can’t say it.
‘He looked upset and needed a place to think. We spoke for most of the night and now he’s fine,’ I innocently reply.
‘He doesn’t look like he has been up all night,’ Joan points out. At that moment, I start to wash Beth’s hair. She’s listening to the conversation as she plays in the bath.
‘Mummy is Josh going to stay with us?’ Great Beth, don’t ask any more questions, please.
‘Beth darling why do you think Josh would want to stay here?’ Joan the witch picks up.
‘Because,’ Beth starts laughing and now I need to check if she heard anything from last night. Right, let’s get rid of Joan.
‘Go and see if they’re okay Joan. Actually, what are you doing here?’ I say before Beth reveals anything.
‘Meg rang me when she heard he was staying with you, she wanted to know how to get here. I thought I’d bring her round.’
I mouth to Joan ‘Oh, nosey bitch!’ just in case you think I condone swearing in front of a child. I turn around and check Beth for any sign of soap. ‘Now go and see what’s going on.’ She leaves reluctantly and walk
s down the stairs. I take Beth to her bedroom and dry her off.
‘Beth, why did you ask about Josh staying here?’
‘He said he loved you.’
‘When?’ He surely wouldn’t tell Beth this piece of information?
‘When I was in my bedroom.’ She’s ignoring me and looking at her teddy while I put moisturiser on her body.
‘When did he come into your bedroom?’ This is confusing.
‘I heard him shout “I love you” and I heard you go “argh!”’
Oh my god, she heard us shagging!
‘Beth, don’t tell anyone that, it’s a silly secret. Josh was talking to Meg on the phone and I screamed because he stood on my toe. It’s very silly. Promise you won’t say.’
‘Promise. Can we play with Josh?’ My heart fills with love for her but the radar hearing is a worry.
As I walk down the stairs with Beth there’s only Joan standing in the kitchen.
‘Where are they?’ I look around for Josh.
‘They’ve gone! Meg told Josh she changed the flight time and it leaves at noon. They were just walking out when I got to the bottom of the stairs.’ How I wish Joan wasn’t there right now and she hadn’t brought Meg along.
He left without a word.
Shit, he did really use me.
Fuck, I thought he was going to do something. I thought he wasn’t going to go with her. I didn’t think he’d go, not without saying something. I’m confused and feel upset as I stand there, looking at his half-finished tea and the breadcrumbs on the side. Thanks Josh, thanks a lot!
‘What’s wrong with you?’ Joan is peering at me.
‘I thought he’d at least have the courtesy to say goodbye. What a bloody cheek!’ I’m trying to look indignant, to hide my hurt at having him get a leg over then leg out of my house.
‘Well, at least you were a good friend and let him stay for the night. Where did he sleep?’
‘On the sofa.’
‘Where’s the bedding?
‘I put it away.’ She’s beginning to rile me.
‘Don’t play stupid with me Belle. I’ve been around the block a few times to know when there’s something going on.’
