A Life Plan Without You.

by Christine Wood

  “I’m such a hard girl to get over, is this going to be tonight’s joke my ankle and not looking where I was going?” Laughing, as I said it.

  “I hope I never have to get over you, and no the jokes are over, I’m in for a fall if I say anything else.” He looked at my foot again laughing. Oh, my lord that was so nice.

  “It looks fine though I’m no expert though. Can you stand on it?” I got up to try, but it hurt.

  “I’ve got classes Friday and you wanted to go out Saturday.” I wanted to cry.

  “Mum’s got loads of elastic bandage stuff, let’s do your ankle.” He went to a cupboard and brought one back. “Right how do I do this?” I showed him what to do.

  “Not too tight Sam, I need to be able to bend my ankle.” Right he’d done it. “Let’s see if I can put weight on it.” I took a step, not that bad. I need to be able to dance on it though. I’m sure it’s hurting, but I don’t care much. He sat me down, put a Commodores record on, sat back at the side of me, and put my feet in his lap, the music played in the background.

  “So do you think you’ll be any good for the weekend, then? I’m taking my angel to Heaven, I’ve already asked your Mum, who says it will be fine as long as I keep my eye on you.” I smiled back at him.

  “I love that place and it sounds soppy you saying you’re taking me to Heaven, hahaha, I’m going with my angel to Heaven. Plus I have a cousin who’s on staff there. I will ask him to put our name on the door.” I looked at Sam. “That’s okay isn’t it? It sort of stops the doormen asking questions too, I think I might struggle with the age thing in there, it’s over twenty one isn’t it?” He shook his head and laughed.

  “Don’t worry baby I don’t think we’ll be stopped, yes I’m taking you to Heaven and back again, shit my jokes are crap sorry baby.” I hated the age thing. Just then the door flung open Sam’s dad had arrived home, staggering through the door blind drunk.

  “Are you here again girlie? I’ll have to charge you rent, that right Sammy, my boy?” He ruffled my hair and hard. I was nearly sick at the smell of his breath. He licked his lips as he stood in front of me, erg did he fancy his chances? He was a nasty man who made me want to hurl. Sam looked angry and his fist is clenched tightly.

  “I don’t think Mr Todd, that my Dad, you know Mick? Would like you doing that. He’s a little over protective when it comes to who can and can’t touch me.” He looked like he was going to hurl. He shrugged his shoulders and disappeared up the stairs.

  “I’m so sorry about him he’s a piss head to the core and a bloody ugly and nasty drunk.”

  “Please. My Dad likes a drink, but it has to be said though he’s a different type of drunk to yours.” I think it’s time to lighten the mood.

  “Put some music on please Sam, do you think your Dads up there for the night?”

  “I would say that was a great possibility, Jimmy’s out, and Andy’s in loved up mode with Zoë.”

  “That means you’re stuck here then with the invalid, sorry.”

  “Nope, I love the fact your totally at my mercy.” He laughed, as he put the other side of the record on. He took my hand and carefully pulled me up then he started singing it to me, ‘Once Twice Three Times a Lady.’ He even bloody sings well too. How many perfect sticks had this man been hit with, because I had to wonder what else he was good at too?

  He had one arm wrapped around my waist, the other around my neck. He stopped singing and kissed me so tenderly, so softly, his arms now both around my waist. My arms now wrapped around his neck, we’d stopped dancing and just kissed, his hands wandering up my back, he began kissing me, behind my ear, then kissed my neck, my cheek my nose, and then oh my mouth, would I ever tire of being kissed by my man?

  His hands started to the buttons on my blouse, his kisses were soft and gentle. He raised me so, that I could wrap my legs around him, I groaned as he started kissing my neck and slowly worked his way down. His lips in search of my already hardening nipples, he suckled as I kissed the back of his neck, he sucked harder. I winced, the pain though pleasurable, was a painful feeling and one I now liked, was that wrong of me?

  He fell backwards onto the sofa, still holding me. I'm now sat on his lap, his erection was rubbing against my bits, and this felt like the right thing to do. I had my hand on his zip. He grabbed it and his resistance at best was minimal as he smiled, and hesitantly allowed me to un-zip him and as my finger went for the button he grabbed my hand.

  “Michelle, God you don’t have to do that, not yet, Michelle, please?” I didn’t listen and he said please, as if it was an invitation. I undid the button and slid my hand in. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. I’m sure he’d put me right, if I was doing it wrong? I had my hand around it as I pulled it free. My God, he was massive! He smiled as I looked at him; now I have it what the fuck do I do with it?

  That was what I expected… She hasn’t a clue what to do next, her face is sweet too, so fucking innocent! I’d not planned for this tonight, so after smiling and kissing her perfect little nose, I showed her what I liked, and I am for the first time ever since I lost my virginity, embarrassed! I’m really nervous too, she’s pleasuring me and I’m looking forward to teaching her, but what if she hates it and freaks at the size?

  I love watching her face as she concentrates hard; she looks like she’s going to have to take an examination after she does it! Her eyes stare at my dick and look worried, sweet mother of god she’s good, she is gentle and soft. I want to wait and do everything else…

  Shit who am I kidding she didn’t have to do this for me, but this was I think the next step, well here goes nothing baby I hope I’m what she expects down there, shit I’ve had no complaints thus far, but this girl is the one and it matters to me she is comfortable with me and it! Oh hell I love it argh wow baby the nail thing is that some sort of torture or what? Fuck do it again, umm harder baby yes, I guide her hand again, and then kiss her face as I hold it to mine I want her not to be afraid, I’m getting harder and longer and her face is full of panic.

  She takes my tongue in her mouth and groans, asks for my approval, fuck yes carry on baby, carry on doing that I’m in hand job heaven, she’s relaxed and enjoying it she’s taking in every detail and biting her lips as she studies my soldier in her sweet hand as she does the finger thing again, wow yeah that’s fucking great I am really enjoying this, and groan out my instructions!

  Now she’s looking up and smiling, yes Michelle this is all yours to play with! Then I put my head back and look down at her tiny hands as they pump away and I enjoy every fucking minute, this is way better than self-service, oh yes baby grab my balls too, I forgot about those, arghhhh too much, I’m so wanting the more now, my sex filled brain is fucking randy as fuck now…

  What to do next? He sensed my inability in what to do next as his hand guided mine.

  “Baby hold it, feel it, and move your hand like this.” He showed me what he wanted. I followed his lead and as he let go he lay back, I was in control. Wrapping my hand around it, I worked his length hard, as he asked. Taking him from his base to the tip of the smooth end. He was in my hand and enjoying what I did to him; he got harder and shit longer. He cried out as my finger moved over the smooth slit in the end, my finger nail running into it as I did, he cried out for me to finish him off, I tried.

  He was holding his face to mine. I moved my hand slowly up and down his silken length the veins running through it were thick. God he was blessed too in the not so little package department. This I liked, he moaned as I played with him, pulling it tighter, and my hand working him harder, it made him quiver and as he lay back and watched what I did, he smiled, smiling because judging from his face, he loved it.

  “Is this okay?” I needed the reassurances I was doing what he wanted and what he liked. I carried on, squeezing a little tighter and moving my hand faster. Sam was now at my mercy, he looked like he was finally having a good time, shit what did I know? “Is this all right for you?”

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�Umm, shush carry on, baby, this is amazing.” He panted and moaned. “Don’t stop please, do it quicker, baby harder, oh God yes baby, that’s so nice.” I listened to the pleasing noises coming from his mouth. I tugged on it harder as he groaned. I continued slowly and steadily as he threw his head back in delight.

  “You, baby are amazing, harder baby. Yes, yes oh-God yes please. Just keep on doing that Michelle, please I beg you don’t stop please.” I kissed his neck as he continued to give out gentle moaning noises.

  “Sam, what do you want me to do? Do you like this?” My fingernail caressed the slit in the end and he shuddered.

  “Mi cielo, I’m nearly there, please do in faster, oh hell yes, yes, baby I'm going to come, watch me.” I did as he asked, as he cried out in what seemed like pain, his legs stretched out, as my empty hand massaged his balls gently. He cried out my name, and kissed my open mouth our tongues fighting; he held my face to his as my hands worked him hard.

  “Faster and harder baby, I’m coming and oh God am I c co com, oh hell yeah shit baby I’m fucking coming…” He was out of breath and I did as I was told my arm ached as I felt a sudden movement his hand wrapped over mine as he pointed his dick against his belly. He came hard and as he oh-ed I think in relief, he kissed my neck. I was either really crap at this or good but I was now very intimate, with his package and I was a little embarrassed to say the least. He kissed me as he relaxed and finished doing whatever it was he was doing? I looked down and saw the white milky stuff was over his belly and in his hands. Oh that’s what he was doing; I continued to ‘milk’ him for a while longer, I relaxed my grip a little and began slowly caressing his dick in my hand.

  It seems he liked this as he shuddered and shook as I slowed right down and allowed him to empty himself, his dick is still in my hand, his hand holding it in place.

  “You Michelle are a very naughty girl.” I blushed as he took my hand to his lips and kissed it smiling as he did. I’d had my hand on his not so little package, I’d watched as he came, and as he sighed in satisfaction, I felt really happy, mainly because he'd really enjoyed it.

  He was huge and it actually freaked me out a little, if we had sex that would be inside me. He was smiling down at me, mind reading Samuel, I do hope not! My arm ached and as he grabbed the tissues from the coffee table to do a quick clean up, I continued to watch as he cleaned himself, this alone had me moist between my legs, he looked at me watching and grinned.

  Oh, my, God… I have never had it so good, she is amazing, and I’m sure she’s done that before, except for the obvious starting line wonderment, she so obviously hadn’t, her face as she looked into mine was one of sheer panic, her soft hand and oh the nail thing wow, I think she’s worried about the size, shit of course she is, she hasn’t a clue if it will hurt, if we will be alright, shit I need more of that, so much more, I need to my naughty little girl at ease, yes baby I loved every last minute and yes It will hurt I suppose? I have to wonder what that will feel like for me too? God I love her so fucking much …

  “I liked having you at my mercy Sam, you’re sure that was okay?” This time I knew what I’d done, how I'd done it and the effect I'd had. I’d seen the results and listened as he said he loved me as he came. He did a quick dash upstairs returning minutes later, looking a lot less stressed. He threw himself on my knee and kissed me, his kisses were wonderful, the gentle stokes to my cheek, so nice too.

  “That was amazing, Michelle, really it was and so unexpected and oh God yes, really good, did you like doing it your face was a little hard to read, but you liked watching as I came I noticed.” He lent down and he kissed me again, as if he couldn’t get enough of me.

  “You’re right it was fun, and Lord having you at my mercy was kind of hot, is there always so much stuff?”

  “Umm, seems so, I don’t normally check baby, thank you Mi cielo, that was the best helping hand I have ever had.” Now I was blushing, as we kissed and cuddled, the music had stopped mid play and as he got up to put on another record he asked what I wanted, umm such a loaded question…

  “Music or something else?” He laughed. “Music or food or something else I’m easy!”

  “How easy Mr Todd? Actually I am hungry now; I may have worked up an appetite!”

  “You look through my records and I will pop to the pizza place and see what they have, plain cheese?” I nodded as he passed he kissed me! “Be right back make yourself at home!” I smiled as I looked through his vast record collection, he had a very eclectic mix too, similar to mine, though mine had a lot of the Osmond’s and Bay City Rollers in it, so shoot me they were and are popular! I seemed to be at it ages when I noticed another record I had and laughed.

  “Oh my God we have loads the same… ‘The Very Best of the Stylistics?’ Sodding hell I love this, and here I am talking to myself again!” I didn’t hear him come in and he started laughing.

  “No I heard you baby, yes I like that too here, you take this and these please and I will get the plates!”

  “Nah you eat pizza from the box sprawled on the rug and shoes off, listening to this! Coke from the can and no washing up either!”

  “Shove over then and I’ll put it on for you!” I did as requested as I lay belly down on the rug, the smell coming from the box was wonderful!

  “You have a ton of records there, I have a few the same, but I have a bigger Northern Soul collection though, and surprisingly I have more E.L.O records than you do too!”

  “They are all upstairs and I have loads more under the bed, there’s more room now the reading material was removed as requested!” I oh-ed. As the record played in the background, I smiled as the stringy cheese made a mess of his face!

  “Here you have extras.” I wiped the cheese from his mouth as I did he kissed my palm, wow that was nice! We had eaten our fill of the large pizza and drank the coke and were making out on the rug again, exploring places we had already been!

  “If we don’t stop now we’re in trouble baby!”

  “Umm, I’m not stopping, are you?” We carried on as the door opened, bummer, I laughed! “Seems we are stopping, help me up please?”

  “Your wish my lady!” He pulled me up and smiled as Jimmy came in!

  “Help yourself to pizza, I’m taking Michelle home and don’t say a bloody word!” I shuffled on my foot to put the rubbish away and as I came back Sam had my coat and my trainers in his hand, I put on the one I could, I wasn’t walking home on that ankle I was hopping! Jimmy came downstairs as we were leaving.

  “Erm this is going to take forever, to get home! See you tomorrow James and no more shit or my well foot will be looking for a resting place, night, night, blabber mouth, you are without a doubt a moron!” Sam smiled as I shuffled out of the front door, before I hit Jimmy or gave him a chance to retaliate I was hopping mad, and literally too, I wondered how long to home, just as he swept me into his arms.

  “I’m going to carry you home no weight on that foot. What are we trying tomorrow night then?” I laughed, because picking me up he smiled and kissed my neck as he walked. Heck, he smelt wonderful as I clung on to his chest.

  “I’m sorry angel, I’m at Nan and Grandad’s tomorrow, as I didn’t go Sunday, so won’t be seeing you until Friday, is that ok? We can do something more Friday if you feel up for it?”

  “Not a problem, I said I’d go to my cousins anyhow. We’re testing his new video game system, so it’s a bit of a lads night in, and I’m up for anything I can with you baby, because wow your good.” I was in for a knee trembler of a kiss.

  “Umm Samuel, you’re a bad influence on me. Whilst we’re on the subject, I need to tell you too, I’m away the first week at Easter too, I leave Monday I have to go to see Gramps and Grams. I normally go for all the holidays, but can only get one week off from work. So sorry, there’s a week of not seeing you.”

  “Again, it’s not a problem, we’re on a ‘Jolly-Boys-Outing’ to Blackpool on Monday for a few days too, it’s been planned for ages and I was wo
ndering how to tell you too?” I looked at him and worried, he was going on a lads holiday, that meant girls, I had just found him, please don’t cheat, I prayed the concern wasn’t written all over my face, I make light of my concerns, shit I’d seen enough lads holidays there to know how these holidays panned out!

  “So Sam… We’re either in or near Blackpool, for a whole week… You can come and see me?” He looked shocked, oh hell he wasn’t expecting the girlfriend to tag along and be his minder, shit…

  “That’s a bloody coincidence, they live in Blackpool? So Michelle I have a really good idea, say no if you want to, but if you can, can you get to Blackpool because I have my own room?”

  “What are you saying Mr Todd, that you want your wicked way with me?” He had a massive grin on his face. “It won’t be a problem at all I’ll tell Grams, I’m going ice skating, I usually do with Michelle from next door, and I think I know my way around the ferry’s and trams of the Fylde Coast.”

  “So, Michelle, it’s a date then?” I was nervous just thinking about it, but I knew from day one that he was the one.

  “Seems so, but are you sure, it’s what you want?”

  “Never been so sure of anything, I love you so much, Michelle.” Before I realized it we we’re home, and that Tilly was having a rant at something, so alerted the whole house I was home. Dad came to the door as Sam was putting me down, quick explanation as to sore ankle and he buggered off back inside.

  “So I’ll see you in Ridgley’s on Friday night then, are you still having lessons?” He smiled as he held my face in his hands. Kiss me kiss me please.