Trio

He leaned across and brushed a wayward strand of her hair back. “Come home with me,” he murmured. “You don’t have to feel I’m asking for anything but I really would like to have your company, so please say yes.”

She knew, oh how she knew she shouldn’t but she bowed to the inevitable consequences and said yes. She knew she would regret it, she knew she would chide herself for her folly; she knew it was the most stupid thing she had ever done or would ever do in her life. She knew she was risking a lifetime of nearly forty years of love but still she said yes.

 And so it was in that moment the rest of her life began

They hardly spoke in the taxi, they sat apart each wrapped up in their own private thoughts. Her heart was pounding in anticipation of what she didn’t know but she felt truly alive and didn’t care about tomorrow: just now, this moment.

He couldn’t quite believe how much he fancied her, of all the women he knew or had had she was the most unlikely but he did want her. He found her fascinating.

She seemed so unlike anyone else he had met. She was assured yet vulnerable, confident; and yet not. She was old enough to be his mother; and yet very sexy. He too was full of anticipation especially as he had no idea what would happen next.

They rode the lift to his penthouse in silence, both were then on the brink of thinking it had not been a good idea. Once inside he offered her a drink or a coffee. She said she would have both. She offered to make the coffee but he said he was fine. She should just take in the view, and she did. There was a magical quality about it, about the whole evening, that or she was drunk.

He sat next to her and turned all the lights even the tiny spotlights out. They sipped their brandies and a desultory conversation started between them. They talked about the food they’d had that night and how successful the evening had been. She said how sorry she had felt for David’s father on the day he left. She said her son would be home soon but his son was gone forever. Cuthbert surprised her by saying how lucky Justin was to have her for a mother. Throughout his life he had rarely been with his and although they spoke fairly regularly, he hadn’t seen her for about eight years.

They got closer while they were talking and Jess was still thinking she wouldn’t even go as far as kissing him but then she smelt his aftershave and he, putting his arm around her waist, thought how warm and soft she felt. He was used to thin, bony girls who, while they looked good, often felt so fragile he was afraid he could snap them in two if not careful.

 She thought how nice it would be to just put her head on his shoulder and fall asleep but also she was aware of his body through his shirt. He felt her breast and kissed her. She kissed him back, gently. “Jess,” he whispered, “you can stop whenever you want. I meant what I said.” Her answer was to feel between his legs and whisper, “bet you can’t stop now.”

She knew she had drunk too much but equally she wanted to keep control. She wasn’t young and her body reflected that; she couldn’t even move as she once had. She didn’t want to feel more embarrassment than she need in the morning so there would be no naked cavorting and definitely no lights. She carefully changed her position unzipping his trousers helping him pull them and his underpants down. He tried to do the same with her lifting up her dress but she stopped him. She wasn’t ready for that yet. She bent down and gently licked the tip of his penis and only then did she allow him to pull her pants down. She guided his fingers inside her and all the time she was licking him, she touched him all over: stroking, finding the places on his body where he responded most and then she really went down on him; all the time getting him to do what she wanted. He unzipped her dress and undid her bra and she slipped her arms out letting the top slip down, then leaning over him he caught her nipple in his mouth. She nearly came then but managed to stop because she wanted her orgasm to be a big one.

And so in the dark on a very large soft sofa touching and licking and sucking, slowly they each brought the other to the edge and then both finished in a stupendous climax that gradually ebbed away leaving them so very content, so very satisfied…..