by Lesley Jones
He walks towards the counter shaking his head and laughing, after adjusting himself behind the trolley first, that is. I stand and laugh but as I turn I can see Julie Nosey Bitch is still staring at us. I smile and look away. Fuck, there will be murders to pay for this. Watch out phone networks for melt down, social media be aware #Lauren&HerNewHottie will soon be trending. Bring it on. All I care about is getting home and getting my brains fucked out and by the looks Gabe’s giving me from the bread counter, he's thinking along the same lines!
I have his cock out and in my hand before he starts the engine. As soon as we pull out of the car park and I know we can't be seen, I bob my head down and take him in my mouth. We run into the house and don't even shut the front door as we fuck on the floor of the hallway like animals. Nothing slow, sensual or romantic, just pure animalistic fucking. Good stuff!
We only last a few minutes and it’s over. Without saying a word we clean-up and go back to the car and bring in all of the shopping, looking across and smiling at each other every now and then. Gabe takes the food upstairs and I put all the girls’ bits in their bedroom.
Phewwww. We haven't even had a conversation. Straight Sex. No Talking. I love it. Another surprise!
As I come up the stairs, Gabe is on the phone.
“Yeah ok we’ll be there, what time?”
“Yeah Ava's here for the week; I'll take her back next Sunday”
“No, Sophie will be with her as per”!
“Yeah that's right”
“No, that will make four of us, yes four” He winks at me as he speaks and shakes his head at the person on the other end of the call.
“Because I will be bringing someone with me too”
“What the fuck Stell? Yes a fucking woman”
“No you don’t”
“Nope.... Yes.... Nope she hasn't ... No they haven’t” He rolls his eyes again, obviously running out of patience.
“Tomorrow when she gets here”
“She's living here” He flinches and moves the phone from his ear as a loud shriek echos down the line.
“Yes Stell here, with me”
“Yes she does know”
“Lauren and not long”
“Fucking hell Stell, just not long”
Yes, yes I do” His blue eyes sparkle and his lips curl up on one side in a small smile.
“I do yes, a lot” His gaze roams from my head to my toes and back to my face.
“Could be, I hope so”
Cryptic or what? He holds out his arm and pulls me to him.
“She is yes”
“Yes I've told her all about my beautiful and amazing little sister”
He holds the phone out to me “Say hello to my sister baby”
“Hey Stella, how you going?” I try not to sound as nervous as I feel
“Did he just call you baby?”
“He did yeah”
“Wow. I mean seriously Wow, this makes me so happy. Hey Lauren sorry, hi. I cannot wait to meet you. I am just so...”
Gabe pulls the phone away from my ear.
“Okay Stella. Are we done?”
“Yes okay, from mid-day. What shall we bring?”
“No the weather is supposed to be shit house and cold”
“Yep no worries see you then. Love you too, Ciao, Ciao” He ends the call and puts his phone on the bench top.
“What was that all about?” I ask intrigued.
“Footy Grand Final Saturday, the whole families getting together at my Dad’s”
“The whole family?” I ask
“My Dad, his wife, my Brothers and their families, my Sister, us and the girls, I was thinking, we can stay over at dads, and then I can drop the girls back on Sunday”
Right, well that seems to be sorted then. Anyone think of asking me if I want to go and meet all of his family and why didn't he say Step Mother, why ‘My dad’s wife?’ What’s her name? My brain is in over drive. Again.
“What’s your Dad’s wife's name?”
“Jackie”
“And your Brothers?”
“Coopers the eldest, he's 41 and Zacs 38, he's the one I run the business with. Coops an equal partner but deals solely with drawings, architecture, planning permits, all of that side of things, while me and Zac deal with the tradies and the contractors. Stella runs HR and admin’ for us”
I let out a little sigh as I try and remember all of this but also because I suddenly feel lonely, I really am missing my boys, I know Sonny’s overseas but right now, he might as well be on another planet. Ryder is only around the corner but I have heard nothing from him. I am pretty sure he will side with his dad and I am terrified I am going to lose him over all of this.
“You’ll be fine baby, they will love you, they are all good people, even the ol' mans mellowed with the years. Stop stressing. Right, anyways, get cooking wench, I'm starving”
I raise my eyebrows and shake my head. So that's the end of the family low down then, now its food time!
I cook salmon, chat potatoes, and green beans. We sit and eat at the bench and share a bottle of wine. After dinner, we curl up on the sofa, all rugged up under a blanket. 'The Goonies' is on the telly, one of my boy’s favorites, I will call them later. I try and time my calls so I can speak to them one after the other, Sonny in England, Ryder here. That way, they both get to hear things at the same time. With sms, email, twitter and the like, I always panic that as soon as I end my call to one of the boys, they are letting the other know all the details of our conversation, they probably don’t even wait for me to end the call, they are probably texting the other as I am talking and as the subject of their mum shacking up with a man only ten years older than them, is pretty big news, I need to get the timing right!
“So, what's the deal with anal, have you never done that?”
Really? Sunday arvo, curled up on the sofa together and this is going to be how our conversation goes. Is nothing off limits as a topic to this man?
Gabriel shifts himself, then me so that we are lying side by side, face to face.
“You’ve never tried anal, am I right?”
“Yes your right, never tried anal but then there's a few things I haven't tried till this week”
“Really, such as?”
“I've never had sex in a spa and I've never swallowed”
He leans away from me and raises his eyebrows
“What? You've never swallowed, never?”
“Never, I've sucked but I have never swallowed”
“Far out. So why do it for me? I mean I'm glad you did, it was awesome but why do it, you didn't feel pressured, or anything did you?”
I laugh and shake my head. Awesome. Ha my BJ'S are Awesome!
“No Gabe, I didn’t feel pressured, I'm 45 not 16. Swallow and I'll love you forever don't work on me. I did it because I wanted to, I loved it, I felt comfortable and confident doing it for you and I would be more than happy to do it again”
He smiles and pulls me against him.
“You’ve given me an instant hard on again, can you feel that?”
His cock is pushing into my legs, the tip just reaching my sex, this is what happens when you’re laying side by side with a six foot three or four hunk and your only five foot two. He tilts his hips up and moves them around. I smile at him
“Yes Gabe I can feel that”
“So, anal, shall we try?”
What. The. Fuck???
“Now?”
“No Lauren not now” He laughs “If you've never done it, it's not something you can just do; it's something we will have to work up to, if you want to?”
“What’s it like, what's different about it?” I'm curious now.
“Well I can only speak personally from a man’s point of view but women have told me that it’s great. It's not for everyone but I have been with a lot of women that love it. For me the best feeling is if you push a dildo or a butt plug into a woman's arse and then fuck her. The sensation for me is like nothing else
but its good the other way as well, a dildo in the front while fucking from behind. I've never fucked anyone who hasn't done it before though but there are plenty of toys out there we can try to see if you like it before we do it. Trust me Lauren, I would never make you do anything you didn't want to. There are so many things I want to do with you, do to you, to teach you. And now I'm finding out how little you've ever done, I just want to do them all the more. I love the fact that you will only have done these things with me, for me, for us, together”
He strokes my face and kisses my nose.
“Who’d of thought, I've found myself a hot cougar, who's practically still a virgin”
I shake my head again. Cougar ehh? Well Yeah, I suppose that's what I am. Oh well, I can live with that.
We both smile. I am so relaxed after our busy day, the wine, our dinner, I actually feel quite sleepy.
“Would you do me a favour babe?” I ask him
“Anything for you princess”
“Go and run me a bath please, your insatiable sexual appetite and your very perfect dick have given me a very sore noonie”
“A very sore noonie ehh? Well in that case, of course I will run you a bath because we don't want your noonie in anything other than tip top working condition, do we”
I nod my head in agreeance as he kisses my nose and jumps off the couch.
Well that was another deeply intense heart to heart. I love the fact he never mocks me and how he encourages me to open up and tell him stuff that ordinarily, I wouldn't tell a soul. I love the fact that in return he is so open with me. At the same time, it makes me sad that I have never had this before, I thought I had such a good marriage and I am realising, that actually, my marriage wasn’t so great after all.
I wander into the bathroom where my bath is running, it smells divine, he has poured in my favorite Molton Brown bubble bath, when did he buy that, I wonder?
I turn to go back into the bedroom and realise he is sitting on the toilette, trousers around his ankles, watching me.
I have learnt this past week or so, Gabe has no issues with bodily functions. Where I can have nobody in the room to be able to go, Gabe couldn’t care less if he had an audience numbering in size the population of Tasmania, and he never closes the door.
“Gabe, really, can you not shut the door, I really do not want to lay in the bath with the smell of your arse wafting through the room”
He smiles at me and shrugs. “Oh come on Lauren, it won’t kill you”
I go back into the bedroom to get undressed and laugh to myself, there are some occasions when he is just too open and willing to share. I take off my clothes, I've noticed I've had a few spots of blood in my underwear the past few days and can only assume it’s due to all the sex but I will try and make time to see my doctor this week and get myself checked out. I haven't had a period in over a year so I'm hoping that is the end of those. One part of being a woman I have never enjoyed.
~
I have a long leisurely soak in the bubble bath Gabe runs for me. He hovers for a bit, until I eventually ask him to join me. He walks into the bathroom already stark bollock naked, with his erect cock sticking up past his belly button. What is he going to do with that I wonder?
CHAPTER TWELVE
After our early night, we wake Monday morning, bright and refreshed. Gabe has to be in the city by nine so I get up and make coffee while he heads to the bathroom. I lean against the bench as I hold my cup, after about five minutes Gabe walks into the room and I feel like the world has either stopped spinning or has sped up. It's done something to make me sway and wobble. He's wearing a suit and fuck me is he wearing it well.
“Wow. I don't think I want you leaving the house like that”
“Why, what's wrong?”
He looks down at himself. I watch, feeling old and inadequate beside him, standing there in a vest and sleep shorts. I close my arms around myself and cross my legs, trying to hide and make myself invisible.
“You look fantastic, I was joking” I reply
He looks at me, in that way and uncrosses my arms; he pulls up my vest and takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks, his hand slides into the front of my shorts. My hands are in his hair, pushing his mouth down on me.
“Gabriel you are going to be late”
He looks up at me, pulls his hands out of my shorts and stands up straight. He smiles before saying “I’m gonna keep sniffing these, to help get me through the day”
I shake my head. Ewww!
“You need help”
“Oh I'm a lost cause Lauren; I became a hopeless case the instant I set eyes on you”
I pull away and breathe. I pour him a coffee as he gets his briefcase and laptop bag together.
“Thanks baby” he says as I pass him a cup “I’ll take the car today but I’ll leave you the keys to the UTE, so if you need to go anywhere you can. I should be finished with this meeting by lunchtime. By the time I pick up the girls I should be back here before three. Don't worry about dinner we'll eat out and next week we’ll go and get you a car sorted out; right I need to shoot before I drag you back to bed. If anyone needs to get in they have to be buzzed in, don't let anyone in unless you know them”
He kisses me on the mouth and passes me his empty cup, my mind is whirring with all the information he's just given me.
“What car?”
“What do you mean what car?”
“What car are you taking?”
“My car, the Beamer that's in the garage”
I haven't been in the garage; I didn't know there was another car in there. I walk down with him and watch as he goes through the internal door to the garage, where there is a sleek red BMW parked. He presses a clicker to open the garage door, gives me a wave and says “I'll call you later baby, have a good day”
He gets in, the gates to the drive slide open, he reverses out and is gone. I close and lock the door as I hear the gates and garage closing.
Nice car. No idea what it is, other than a BMW did he say? Not good with cars, other than driving them. I don't have time to dwell on this, I have shit to do!
I go up to the study, Gabe’s written down the password to the desk top for me and I go straight to his pictures. I scroll through, I don't want to be nosey, okay I do, but I resist, it's the ones of Ava I want. I print off various pictures of Ava, and of Ava and Gabriel together, everything from baby pics to more recent ones and then I get down on the floor and start cutting around them. I make a collage of the pair of them, pictures taken all around the world by the looks of things, Disney Land, New York, Thailand, Bali and London, Sydney, Queensland, Melbourne and some taken at the snow but that could be anywhere. She's a lucky girl and from what I can see from the pictures, she is the image of her dad. I fix the pics into the Perspex frame we bought yesterday and seal the two halves together. Next I go online and down load pictures of 1 Direction, then Photoshop pictures of Ava in with them and print them off in sizes to fit the rest of the frames. I take all of these down to Ava's room; I hang the big frame above her bed and scatter the others around her chest of drawers and bedside table and in little groups on the walls. I put on the new doona covers that I washed and dried last night so they are nice and soft and smell good. I set up the iPod doc and her lamp and scatter her new cushions around. The last thing is a little pink bar fridge, which I fill with Coke, lemonade, Pepsi and water, all sugar free I might add and leaving on just the lava lamp I close the door. Shit I hope she likes it, my stomach is churning. By the time I'm done its 1.30 and when I get upstairs I realise I've left my phone on silent. I have twelve missed calls and three texts from Gabe.
Pick up Lauren
Lauren, wtf r u doin pick up
FFS PICK UP THE FUCKIN FONE
Shit, I call him back straight away.
“Lauren, thank fuck”
“Sorry, sorry, sorry I've been busy, I forgot my phone was on silent from last night”
“As long as you’re alright, I was gonna send J
emma over to check on you, I've been ringing your old phone and the landline, you must have heard that”
“Yeah, sorry, the old mobi is on silent too and I didn’t like to pick up the landline. I'm fine tho, sorry, how was your meeting”
“Lauren, when the home phone rings, pick it up please, it’s your home too remember, and the meeting was pretty shit actually; the company is based in South Australia and we are bidding to build a hospital but they're really trying to screw us down on the price but we'll get there. I'm just pulling up at Nina's now so we'll be home soon. I've missed you today”
“I’ve missed you too”
My stomach flips when I think about how much and there's something that's bothering me and I have to say it. “Gabe”
“Yes babe?”
“Do you have to go in?”
“Go in where?”
“Go into Nina’s, you’re wearing your suit, and you look so fucking hot. I just don't want… I don't want you in there, near her?” He laughs into the phone.
“Lauren, Nina is married to someone else and is about eight months pregnant with her third child and even if she wasn't, she holds absolutely no interest for me, it’s only you now baby, only you”
“It’s not you I'm worried about Gabe, I trust you, its other women I don't trust”
“Ha, thanks for the compliment but there's still no need to worry, let’s just say Nina isn’t my biggest fan, right, let me go get these girls so I can get back home to you, Ciao baby, see ya after”
He hangs up. That's another Aussie term I've never got my head around 'See ya after'. After what I always wonder?
I shower and straighten my hair and put on just a little bit of makeup. My bruises have faded to a yellowish colour and are now barely visible. I put on a pair of hammer style yoga pants, a vest and a skinny cardigan, all in black, I spray on some perfume and look in the mirror. All the years of dieting and who knew, all I had to do was leave my husband to drop a few K's. I look okay, I don't want to look frumpy but I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard either. I go out to the family room to wait. I put on some music and pour myself a drink just as I hear the gates and the garage door opening. Ed Sheeran is singing about a Lego house as I sip my wine, cooling my sweaty palms on either side of the glass. The internal door opens and all I can hear is chatter. Gabe comes up the stairs first, his eyes lock straight onto mine, and I flush instantly, burn even, everywhere. He's carrying his lap top bag and briefcase, his jacket is off and he's holding it over one shoulder, the sleeves of his crisp white city shirt are rolled up. He lets out such a deep breath it makes his hair move. He gives me such a beautiful smile I almost cry.
