by Michelle Day
“And as I’m finding out, the fantasy is often better than the reality anyway” he added.
“How very true” she agreed “You are wise beyond your years.”
Chapter Six
For the rest of the term until the Easter holidays Paul made every effort to ignore Carmen in class and stopped remaining behind after class. At first Carmen was relieved that he appeared to be over his crush but every now and then she would catch him looking at her, he would quickly look away on the odd occasion but generally he would meet her gaze, his eyes twinkling as he recognised her confusion, this coupled with the fact that she never saw him with the same girl twice began to irritate her.
Easter holidays proved to be a busy time for Paul, gardens were beginning to come to life again and he found himself much in demand from clients old and new, he was raking in money hand over fist and eventually persuaded Matt to give up his bakery job and work alongside him.
Kay Morello had informed Paul that her regular gardener had decided to retire after a long illness and she asked if he would consider taking over her garden and property maintenance on a permanent basis to which Paul readily agreed.
Paul always set aside a full day for Kay’s garden as her grounds were extensive and now that he was officially her maintenance man, he needed to ensure everything was just how she liked it. Taking Matt with him, he set his brother to work weeding the patio area and rockeries as well as leaving him to clean the pool while he began on the lawns.
Kay called both boys over to her mosaic tiled garden table for lunch where Paul stayed with her when Matt went back to work.
“Business is good?” she asked him.
“Yeah, so good that it has me questioning my decision to stay on at school.”
“Surely it will be difficult to run a business full time when you can’t drive?”
“That’s what I was thinking but I have looked into buying a van and hiring someone who can drive for the times when I’m at school, it’s not like I can’t afford it, the downside would be not being able to keep an eye on the quality of the work unless I leave school.”
“You have given this some thought haven’t you? You just need to hire someone you can trust, you’ll also need to invest in some tools, not everyone is as well equipped as me” she smiled.
“I have to admit, taking care of your property is one of my favourite jobs, you do make it easy for me as everything I need is here.”
“I’m only one of your favourite jobs?” she chided “Let me guess, Edwina is your other favourite.”
“Yep.” Paul laughed “I have a lot of fun working for her.”
“Please tell me it’s just banter.”
“Of course it is. Although, Edwina is a very attractive woman.” he admitted.
“Paul” Kay warned.
“It’ll never go any further than flirting honestly, the connection she has with Mum is way more important to her, having said that, if she wasn’t Mum’s friend, there wouldn’t be anything to stop us.”
Kay gasped “I’m shocked, she’s old enough to be your mother.”
“I know but credit where it’s due, she keeps herself in fantastic shape and like she says, I’m a bit of a whore, if it’s got a pulse I’m generally there.” He grinned.
“I’d have to agree with her there. The accounts of your exploits I’ve heard from your mother are quite eye opening, you should be careful, you will get caught big time one day”
“I already have been, didn’t Mum tell you? They keep catching me; apparently discretion isn’t in my nature.”
“I don’t mean caught in that sense, I mean babies and infections.”
“Nah.” He shook his head “I’m far too careful for that.”
“I hope you are, Monica keeps saying to me that for the first time in your life she wishes you were more like Matt.”
“What? He was at it before I was and he’s with more girls than me, he just doesn’t bring them home” Paul said “Me getting caught in the act just keeps the heat off him the snidey git.”
“In that case, you both need to be careful.”
“We will be” Paul told her “I’d better get back to work.”
“Yes you should. I’m popping out to pick up my niece, I won’t be long.”
“Ok, thanks for lunch.”
Kay returned an hour later to find the Jensen twins fooling around in the pool. A quick survey of her garden revealed it in excellent shape and all the equipment had been put away, she was sure, knowing Paul that all her tools would have been cleaned; letting the boys use the pool was a perk she gladly allowed them.
“I’ve put my things in my room” Hayley Simms, Kay’s twenty year old niece stepped onto the patio.
“Good, have a seat, I’ll make you a sandwich.”
“Cool. Who are they?” she asked pointing to the pool.
“You remember Monica and Michael Jensen don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“They are the twins, Matt and Paul.”
“Oh, they were babies last time I saw them.” Hayley’s parents, Kay’s sister and brother in law were in the process of moving home to England from South Africa, Hayley had been sent ahead of them to be able to receive their worldly possessions as they arrived. An unfortunate economical downturn had caused the family to be forced into bankruptcy and necessitated their move home. Kay had insisted the family move into her spacious home, she would enjoy their company and it would give them a chance to get back on their feet without added financial burden.
Hayley watched the boys splashing in the pool; they hadn’t noticed either her or her Aunt and were happily entertaining themselves in the water. The darker of the two boys pulled himself out of the deep end of the pool, picked up his towel and wrapped it around his hips, with his back to her she was able to get a good look at the firm back and long muscled legs, he turned and said something to his brother and that was when he saw her, he smiled and began a slow saunter down the side of the pool, she heard him tell the other boy to get out.
Hayley’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets when Matt hauled his stocky frame out of the pool, the water cascading down over his massive shoulders and wide chest, his blond hair slicked back from his face. He stood up and wiped the water from his body then caught the towel the dark haired boy threw at him. She noticed the darker one incline his head towards her which caused the blond boy to look in her direction just as her Aunt placed a mug of tea and a plate of sandwiches in front of her.
“Boys, come over here.” Kay called.
Still dripping from their swim, both boys checked their towels were securely fastened and made their way to the patio. Hayley found that her throat was dry and her stomach churning, she couldn’t keep her eyes off the shorter, stockier twin, a sentiment clearly reflected in his eyes as they didn’t waver from hers during the walk over.
Kay made the introductions and announced that she was holding a barbeque that evening to welcome her niece, the entire Jensen clan were attending and Kay had asked Tessa to bring some friends and introduce them so that Hayley would have some people of her own age to talk to and hopefully make friends with.
Returning to Kay’s that evening, Matt, unaccustomed to a girl obviously finding him more attractive than his brother fully intended to make the most of this and had harassed his parents into hurrying out of the house and into their car shortly after Tessa had left to collect her friends much to Monica’s surprise as she usually had to drag Matt to these sort of occasions.
All became clear when she caught sight of Hayley. The girl could be a model with her brown highlighted hair, large dark blue eyes and lips in full pout, it would appear both her sons had an eye for a pretty face.
Paul found Matt’s immediate obsession with the girl most amusing and was prepared to tease him mercilessly about it, he hadn’t seen Matt this enthusiastic about a girl before and felt it was the brotherly thing to do by winding him up about it as much as he could.
After a brief cir
cuit of the guests, Matt subtly made his way to Hayley’s side and slid into the seat next to hers.
“I hate these do’s.” She blurted as he sat beside her.
“Me too,” He replied.
“And to make it worse, I’m told I have to spend the day shopping tomorrow with your sister and her friends.”
“That won’t be so bad; Tessa and her friends are good fun to be around.”
“The point is, I have no money. How much fun is shopping when you’re skint?
“You honestly think Kay will send you out without money? She’s not like that.”
“You obviously know my Aunt better than I do.” Hayley replied. Wow, she loved his eyes, blue with flecks of brown and green, his presence dominated her just from his size and she was a sucker for blond hair and while he wasn’t as obviously good looking as his brother, she noticed his face was well proportioned, his eyes twinkled when he talked and he used hand gestures to emphasise his point, his laugh was a deep rumble and the attention he paid her was unwavering.
“I could always show you around town when you tire of shopping.” He offered.
“I’d like that. Aunt Kay said I can borrow her car anytime, maybe we could catch a movie one evening?”
Matt grinned “Not backward at coming forward are you?”
“Sorry, I know I come on a bit strong, it’s the South African upbringing, I’ll try to reign it in a bit.”
“Please don’t, I like it.” He told her.
Without Matt to fool around with Paul had decided to sit in a corner and get quietly drunk, his plan was going rather well until Tessa arrived with three of her friends. He first caught sight of Holly, a demure brunette; Fay a loud and exceptionally funny blond followed Holly across the garden, both girls turned and beckoned to the third friend Tessa had brought, Suzanne.
Rising from his seat and taking the circuitous route around the guests, he stopped by his mother who was talking to Kay; he had managed to put himself directly opposite Suzanne.
She looked sensational, her long, usually straight hair now hung in loose curls around her shoulders. She wore bright red high heeled shoes over a calf length red wrap around dress that displayed her cleavage beautifully and emphasised her tiny waist.
Taking a sip from her glass of wine, she let her eyes wonder around the assembled guests. She spotted Matt talking to a girl she didn’t recognise but guessed it was the new girl. Michael was manning the barbeque, Monica was talking to Kay and there he was, standing just behind his mother wearing a black shirt, open at the neck and with the sleeves rolled up, black trousers and the inevitable black trainers, his eyes fixed firmly on hers. She smiled and nodded ever so slightly in greeting then turned her back on him and joined Fay in filling up her glass. He was gone when she turned back; she shrugged and went to introduce herself to the newcomer.
Suzanne enjoyed her conversation with the forthright young woman and even threw in a little light flirting with Matt. Deep in conversation the three of them made their way to the barbeque and that was when she felt his presence behind her, his warm hand pressed against the small of her back, his lips by her ear. She felt his hand slide down to caress her behind and heard the escape of his breath
“You bad girl.” He whispered.
She smiled but didn’t turn around; he had discovered that she had neglected to put on her underwear. She took one step back and pushed her bottom into his groin, both his hands had come to rest on her hips.
“Pool house?” He asked sliding his hand across her back and stepping to her side.
“Ten minutes.” she replied.
He left her side and disappeared into the throng of guests. Suzanne removed herself from the queue of people waiting for food and headed for the nearest bathroom to freshen up before her rendezvous with Paul.
He had closed all but one of the blinds by the time she joined him.
“I could ask Tessa if I can borrow her car for a bit and we could disappear to yours.” She suggested .
“Good idea.” He agreed reaching for her “But I honestly don’t think I could wait that long before I have you.” He attempted to kiss her, she pushed him away.
“I seem to remember you telling me you would do anything I asked of you.”
“And I will, just don’t make me endure a car ride sitting next to you when you look good enough to eat” he plucked at the tie holding her dress closed, opening the front flap to reveal the inner hidden one;
“Huh, that wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be.”
“Let me” she undid the hidden tie and held the dress open. Paul stepped back and took his time drinking in the sight of her minus her knickers, her breasts barely concealed beneath a sheer black bra.
“Beautiful.” He whispered. She came into his arms then, raising her face to his to receive his kiss. She loved the feel of his hands roaming her body and could feel him becoming aroused as she pressed herself against him. She slid her hands from his neck to the front of his shirt, once it was unbuttoned she pushed it from his shoulders, he dropped one arm and then the other letting it fall to the floor. She pressed her lips to his chest, his skin soft, warm and heavenly smelling, she felt the firm muscle that had replaced the previously slim, athletic build. She ran her hands over his chest and stomach.
“You like?” he asked referring to his now muscled and toned torso.
“Very much.” She nodded “You were pretty before but now? Damn boy, you are hot”
He laughed “I do it all for you.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it” she tutted, he grinned and nodded his agreement
“What do you want me to do?” he asked.
“For starters you can drop your trousers.” She told him “Then get on your knees and pay me the attention I deserve.”
Doing as she asked, he unbuckled his belt, stepped out of his trousers and underwear, dropped to his knees and grasped her backside in his large capable hands preventing her from backing away from the pleasure his mouth would bring her.
Suzanne’s legs began to shake, if it was possible he had become even better at this. Her whole world had dissolved into the feeling of his tongue on her sex and the intense sensations it was bringing her. The strength of her orgasm forced a loud groan to escape from her lips. She was certain she would have fallen to her knees had he not been holding her. He waited for her to stop shaking before coming to his feet and kissing her, his hands never leaving her body.
He shuffled backwards with her in his arms and sunk down onto one of the wooden benches, guiding her legs either side of his, he looked up at her flushed face.
“Fuck me Suzie.” He whispered his fingers digging into her hips as she slid her body over his waiting one teasing her tongue into his mouth as she began to rock.
Aware that they would be missed if they were gone too long, Paul grasped Suzanne’s hips tighter and eased her into a faster pace. She took her hands from his shoulders and prised his fingers from her flesh.
“Stop it.” She hissed “I want to make this last.”
“Not this time Suzie, we’re at a party, tongues will start wagging if people suddenly realise we’re both missing.”
“I hate it when you are right.” she huffed.
“Turn around, it’ll be fast and satisfying that way.” He told her watching as she eased herself back onto him helped by his guiding hands, her bottom now pressed into his stomach, her hands on his knees.
“Oh my God.” She gasped as she rocked. This way around the feeling was more intense and she couldn’t stop herself from accelerating the pace, he had his hands on her bottom, his long fingers sliding into the crevasse, teasingly pushing against the hidden entrance spurred her on. When he grasped her hip with his left hand and wrapped his right arm around her stomach and pulled her back against him she tightened her inner muscles and slammed down onto him feeling him explode. They were both sweating and fighting to control their breathing by now, both wishing they had more time to do this again.
> As Paul released his grip on her she removed herself from his lap and slid to the floor in front of him taking his softening penis into her mouth, he jumped as she ran her tongue over the sensitive head but didn’t protest as she proceeded to clean him. She licked her lips and bent to kiss him as she came to her feet.
“We have to stop having these clandestine meetings.” She told him “I want to take my time and have you worship me properly.” She chuckled jumping out of the way as he went to spank her bottom for her last remark and began to get dressed.
“I can probably take a day off this week if you are free.” He reached for his boxers.
“I’ll make sure I am.” She opened her small clutch bag and pulled a pair of sheer black knickers out of it that perfectly matched her bra.
“You did that on purpose.” Paul accused looking up from buckling his belt.
“Did what?” She asked, all innocence.
“Forgetting to wear underwear. I should have known. You knew I wouldn’t be able to resist.”
“Of course I knew. I wasn’t going to come tonight until Tessa told me the whole family would be here. You are the only reason I’m here.” She admitted.
“We should start dating; this wouldn’t be so sordid if you were my girlfriend.”
“As much as the idea appeals, you are nowhere near ready to have a relationship where you have to be with only one person. You would hurt me, perhaps not intentionally but it would happen and I’m not prepared to let you do that. What we have right now is fine, we have fun and there are no strings.”
“I hate to admit that you are right about me not being ready for a relationship but there are strings Suzie. Wherever I go or whoever I’m with, you are always there in the back of my mind. I never lose sight of the fact that you are the one. I’m going to marry you one day.”
Suzanne stepped closer to him and reached up to stroke his face. Unwittingly, he had just voiced the exact way she felt too.
“Little boy, you have a lot to learn.” She told him gently “But one day I may just say yes.”
