Shattered by You

“Happy birthday my love” Skye’s husky voice stirs my blood; my hips flex in response. “Happy anniversary baby” I kiss her deeply as I pull out of her, moving on to my side I pull her to me. Skye wraps her arms around me and kisses me tenderly “Happy anniversary” she whispers against my lips “I love you” My heart feels fit to burst with happiness. Those three little words get me every time. It took a while for Skye to say the words when we first got together but since we married she tells me at least once a day. I on the other hand tell her about twenty times a day, at least. I squeeze her tighter to me. Skye makes a ‘humph’ kind of sound as I push the air out of her lungs, she doesn’t complain. I relax my hold, but only a little. We stay wrapped around each other enjoying the peaceful silence and feel of our bodies against one another, Skye’s soft curves moulding and fitting perfectly around the hard muscular contours of mine. Our hands draw slow lazy patterns over the surface of our backs, sides, hips and anywhere else they can reach. My stomach gurgles and growls loudly breaking the tranquil peace. Skye snorts a laugh. “I was just thinking about what to have for breakfast and asking you” Skye lifts her head and leans back to look at me “what would birthday boy like to eat?” A lascivious smile spreads across my face as I think of sitting Skye on the breakfast bar, spreading her thighs and devouring her pussy “You can have me later, what food do you want?” Christ, this woman can read me like a book. I scowl and pout at the thought which makes Skye laugh. Her sensual throaty laugh has a direct line straight to my dick and it immediately jumps back to life. I’m about to flip her onto her back when the phone rings. I decide to ignore it and pounce on her. “Down boy” Skye squeals with laughter “you better answer that, it’ll be your Mom and she’ll keep ringing until you pick up” “Fuck, you’re right” I grumble, giving her a chaste kiss. As I lean over and grab my phone Skye gets out of bed. I’m distracted by her luscious figure and watch the sway of her hips as she heads for the bathroom. I look down at my phone and see it is my Mom. I’m sorely tempted to still ignore it and follow Skye. The phone stops ringing, gleefully I get out of bed and head to the bathroom, half way across the room my phone starts ringing again. Shit, Mom just doesn’t know when to give up. Sighing I answer “Good morning Mom” “Oh good Clayton you’re up” in more ways than one I think wryly looking at my dick “happy birthday and anniversary darling” “Thank you and yes I’ve only just got up. What can I do for you?” “What makes you think I need anything, can’t a mother call her son and wish him happy birthday?” she says defensively. Her felicitations could wait a couple more hours or until I saw her this evening, I know my mother and calling me this early in the morning only amounts to one thing, she’s after something. “Of course Mom, now tell me what it is you want” Mom sighs heavily, so heavily is rattles down the phone line. I don’t like the sound of that “Oh Clayton!” I can hear the despair in her voice, my stomach knots and I go cold “I… I don’t… I…” “Mom, whatever it is you can tell me” I say softly. I actually want to shout it at her but I know that won’t get her to talk. “Andrew has a new girlfriend” Mom blurts out. “Yes I know. Joshua told me the other day, said something about meeting her at yours last Monday. He did tell me her name but I can’t for the life of me remember it. He also said he thought Andrew would be bringing her to the party. If that’s what you’re calling about I’m okay with it and so will Skye” I keep my voice level, why in the hell is she calling me to tell me this. “Yes, her name’s Alicia… Alicia Adamson” Mom pauses, she’s waiting for me to acknowledge the name. I’m fucked if I’m supposed to know it. “So?” I prompt. “You dated her” translation I fucked her… maybe. “I don’t recall the name, when did I date her?” I say quietly and move away from the bathroom. I can hear the shower so I doubt Skye can hear me, still I don’t want to have to explain myself. “It was just before you started seeing Skye. When Andrew brought her to dinner I thought she seemed familiar but it wasn’t until yesterday when I was at dinner with Marcia Chapman and she mentioned it. Alicia is her niece” I can hear the panic in Mom’s voice. “Does Andrew know?” I’m racking my brain trying to drag up any memory of this Alicia and come up with zilch. “No, oh Clayton I don’t know what to do!” Mom wails. “Nothing” “Nothing?” it’s barely a whisper. “Yes, nothing. Absolutely nothing. Don’t say anything. Leave things as they are. If Alicia wants Andrew to know we dated, then it’s up to her to tell him. I don’t remember her, and I’ll tell him as and when he says something plus I’ll tell her the same if she brings it up” I pause giving Mom time to absorb my instructions “do you think you can do that?” “Yes, yes I can do that” she says happily, relieved “thank you darling. I’ll see you tonight. Happy birthday, enjoy your day”