8 comments/ 35745 views/ 4 favorites A Bumbling Suitor By: Egmont Grigor CHAPTER 1 Shea's elder sister arrived home from two years working in Europe. Douglas Jones had been invited to tag along with the family as he'd been going out for Shea for three months and everyone was expecting him to pop the question anytime soon. At the airport Douglas watched with a grin as Betty, Shea and youngest sister Annie ran screaming at Bella as if she'd been away from home for twenty years rather than two years. The girl's father, Luke, standing with Douglas smiled and said, "Women reckon guys make too much noise at times but look at that lot will you?" "Yeah, are you glad to have Bella home?" "Oh yes, although she'd thirty I still like to keep an eye on my brood. Europe is a little far away for my eyesight at my age." It was a feeble joke but Douglas laughed politely. "So she's come home to find a guy to marry and settle down?" "Correct so don't be surprised if Shea acts a little protectively at times, thinking Bella could make a move on you." "In that case thanks for the warning. But why aren't you worried about Annie?" "I am worried about Annie, really worried and so is her mother. Um, I shouldn't be mentioning this but do you notice she never looks at guys and is extremely close to Meg and Tammy and those three are always touching?" "You're not suggesting..." "Yes." "Well Mr Carter, I'll point out that's not such unacceptable behavior these days and Annie is living in a girls' only dorm at college, rather isolated from guys." "Well all I'm saying is that we're worried. We'd hate her to be pregnant but having a guy sniffing around would ease my concern." "Want me to chat to her about it for you?" "Hell no, none of us are saying anything. Just act as if she was a normal young woman. God, Betty will cut my throat if she knows I have been discussing this with you." "Then why discuss it with me?" "Because I'm worried." The dark blond Douglas at 6ft 2in placed his hand on the shorter man's shoulder and said, "Your secret concern is safe with me. I can tell you Shea's sexual focus is straight as an arrow." Luke grinned and slapped Douglas on the back. "Well, the melee is over. Let's step forward and I'll introduce you to my pride and joy. Oh, that's another secret." Douglas thought the new arrival was a lively personable woman and wondered if he could hurry along her quest to settle. He obviously appealed to her. "Oh God," she said, giving him a big kiss and holding on to him. "It is so nice meeting you." Douglas said, "Me too. I have a buddy who might like to take you to a movie." Slightly caught with her mouth open, the attractive brunette quickly adjusted. "Well perhaps. I should stay home tonight." "What about Friday night -- we all could go to a bar and I'll invited him along, just for a drink? Then it's up to you." "What about me?" Everyone expect Bella looked at Annie in surprise. Douglas said did she mean she wanted to tag along on Friday night or did she want to appraise one of his buddies if he could find one who was off the lead on Friday night. "You and Shea never ask me out with you and here's Bella just arrived home and she's invited out with you two already." "Annie, I'm sorry. It wasn't a slight. You always seem to be studying when you come home at weekends or going out with your friends." "Possibly but my point Douglas is you never talk to me." "Please come with us on Friday night Annie. If you'll late arriving we'll wait for you." "Thank you." "Well let's grab Bella's luggage -- just as well I changed to a SUV a few months ago with all you women getting bigger in the body," Luke said, and was almost assaulted by a pack of females in denial about weight gain. On Friday night it took only thirty seconds for Bella to close up on Douglas's friend Frank and from that point Frank only had eyes for her. Douglas had invited Jackson along to meet Annie but as Jackson was also into pharmacy, he and Shea had a lot to talk about so Annie and Douglas were left looking sheepishly at one another in the packed bar, standing only inches away. Finally, in the half yell one uses in a crowded, noisy bar, Annie who was the tallest of her family and the most athletic, said looking at Bella and Frank making great headway, "You really are a nice guy." "Thank you. I'm sorry you feel I have ignored you and I guess it's true." Annie frowned. "You know it's true." "Okay, I admit it." "Why have you ignored me?" Douglas had no idea -- perhaps it was because he was a law graduate, aged twenty-eight, whereas she was a law student just turned twenty-one. Well, this was the time to probe without raising suspicion. "I suppose it's partly because of the age gap and partly because you seem focused on females." "Do you think I'm gay?" "I have no such opinion and it's none of my business." "If you must know I have experimented with two of my girlfriends and we have continued at college because there was so many male creeps there who just bang any female they can get their hands on." "Annie, I really don't need to know. You are a lovely young woman with great personality and...(Douglas paused to look at her breasts long enough for her to catch him looking)...you would appeal to most guys." "Do I appeal to you?" "What, as an acquaintance?" "Yes, and sexually?" Douglas swept his hair back knowing the conversation was becoming dangerous because Shea was standing not too far away. "Yeah. Listen you could get me strangled." Annie laughed and drank more of her cocktail. "I'm rather shy around guys and not very experienced." "You mean you haven't done it with a guy?" "A few times. Five times to be exact, spread among guys." "What, you can remember such statistics?" asked Douglas, rather surprised. Coloring, Annie said, "I remember my sexual encounters without regarding them as statistics. Don't you?" The lawyer looked blank and Annie frowned and said she didn't think so. To move out of the hole he found himself in conversationally, Douglas scratched his nose and said, "If you'd like to sample an older guy there's Jackson over there who's not happy with his present girl friend. I could put in a quiet word and use skill to avoid any embarrassment for you." "I'd like to meet you somewhere one evening." "Christ Annie, what are you saying?" "I know what I'm saying, and so do you. May I call you some mornings?" "If you feel you have to. I'm at the office at 8:00 and don't meet clients until 9:00. Ask Shea for my number." "Oh you funny man," Annie laughed, holding out her glass for another drink. When Douglas returned Annie was talking to her sisters and Douglas fetched fresh drinks for them and his two pals. Bella was tired so the women left early. Shea, who usually stayed with Douglas at weekends, kissed him and said she'd see him at a cookout lunch at the family home on Sunday. She had invited Frank and Jackson. Bella kissed everyone while Annie simply said goodbye to the guys and scarcely caught Douglas's eye as she turned to leave. Sitting on his bed that night, a little fuzzy headed from excessive alcohol, Douglas wondered if it were polite to fuck his girlfriend's sister and decided it depended on the girlfriend ...and the sister. What the hell could a guy do? He decided to let Annie make the waves if she was of a mind to do that and see where that took them. He smiled thinking that was a cop out and didn't he want to remain loyal to his girlfriend? The pool at the Carter's home was closed down for the winter but the early afternoon was warm enough to stand outside and before long the daughters and male guests divided into two teams and played 'dribble' soccer, the yard being too small to take hefty kicks. Later Douglas was entering the bathroom when Annie pushed him in and locked the door. She looked at him defiantly and said, "Well Mister, what does a guy usually do when he'd locked in a bathroom with an attractive woman?" "Kisses her and feels her tits I suppose." "Well, what are you waiting for?" Douglas's advice to himself was don't remonstrate; get it over fast and get out of there. Annie's body felt firm as he took her in his arms and kissed her gently. He felt her mouth open and pushed in. She pulled his hand on to her left breast and he fondled her until the nipple rose and felt rubbery. "Right have a pee and get out of here," he said, a little tersely. "I want you to watch me pee." "No." "Please." "It's not an elegant thing to watch." "I don't care." "Well hurry up them. The longer we stay here the greater the chance we'll be found in here together." Douglas watched and saw nothing but Annie looked pleased and kissed him lightly and left. He locked the door and wiped his brow thinking that girl deserved to have her ass smacked. That left him with a grin. Later in the afternoon Bella and Frank went off for a walk and returned looking rather sheepish as if announcing to everyone Bella had gotten her first fuck back on home soil. Douglas was under the impression they'd get along fine and it did not escape him that Jackson and Shea had become real buddies although they'd not touched -- in fact they remained no closer than three feet apart all afternoon except when they'd played soccer. The three guys left just before five as the Carter family was having an intimate welcome home dinner for Bella that evening. Sitting alone in his apartment, looking at the city lights against a fading sunset, Douglas thought wow, what would happen if Shea and Jackson became a number? He could fuck Annie to give her the experience she wanted. He could then ram Bella to give her a comparison against Frank and he could then shaft Betty to allow her decide if she really did prefer Luke or would she decided to live with Douglas for a few months until he wore her out. Oh man, you need a good fuck to get back to reality, he said. He went to the nearby diner and the Harrison sisters who lived on the floor above him invited him to eat with them. Although they were in their early sixties they were good company and drank like fish. Douglas staggered off to bed glad he'd just fall to sleep and wake up a normal person not thinking of fucking his way through the Carter family. Er, the Carter women. Two mornings later Douglas received the unwelcome call. "Hi." "Oh hi. You are back at college I guess." "Yes. So what do you think about me?" "You appear lively, intelligent and with perhaps just the right focus to do very well when you go on to law school soon." "You're teasing me." "Annie, please listen. This is going the wrong way about getting experience. Think how hurt Shea will be and if we did go ahead I would have to live with my conscience." "Don't you wish to sleep with me?" "Not really." Annie cut the call. Douglas sighed with relief, mistakenly thinking it was all over. But next morning she called again. "Hi, are you sorry you were so mean to me yesterday morning? You made me cry." "I'm sorry. You don't deserve to be made to cry." "Oh thank you, that's encouraging." Douglas almost panicked. He drew in a deep breath, loud enough for her to hear. "What?" "I don't wish to encourage you." "Douglas, my focus is on you. You're a dead duck. Give in now and get it over with." "What, just one encounter and it's over?" "I could think about letting you go that quickly." Douglas said goodbye with a touch of hostility in his voice and cut the call. Annie called the next two mornings and they had similar truncated conversations, cool businesslike and devoid of friendly emotion and yet they were discussing the framework of a sexual liaison. On Thursday Douglas arranged to have afternoon coffee with his section head, Mrs Ryan, who was a motherly type. He'd told her it was personal and she said oooh, she'd extend his time to twenty minutes. Elaine was so interested she virtually sat at attention. "Well I understand why you have come to me. Your parents live four hundred miles from here and this is scarcely something you can discuss with Shea or her mother. Technically, Annie is becoming a stalker." "Technically I agree as I feel she is closing in on me." "I can say I can't blame her. She's had a little bit of experience from what you've said; she might be a mite confused about her sexuality. She's decided to have it off with someone she believes she can trust and feel comfortable with and I think she'd made a fine choice." "Elaine," Douglas groaned. "You are piling guilt on to me and adding to my trapped feeling." "I was just painting the picture dear so you could see it clearly. You wanted advice, so here's my best shot. As an older woman, a mother, this is what I think you should do." Douglas returned to his office, almost reeling. He'd not know how to handle this before and now after talking to Elaine he felt like a rookie about to make his first parachute jump and someone was yelling it was his turn. He'd not talked to Shea all that week because their arrangement was she'd do the calling. She called that evening and after the usual sweet talk and catching up she said, "Jackson has invited me to accompany him to a major seminar sponsored with a pharmaceutical company on Saturday and there's a dinner at night. What do you think?" The idea made Douglas feel surly but he could see the advantage of professional liaison that went beyond Jackson and sure as hell he couldn't provide that for Shea to this extent so he said, "That's okay." "Okay what?" "You go to both the seminar and the dinner. You will be mixing with like-minded professionals." "Dinner will mainly be socializing. I can skip the dinner and go out with you." "No it's fine. I'll meet you at the bar tomorrow night and we'll go out for a bite darling." "I'd love to do that. Good night darling. Oh, I've decided to stay home this weekend. As you know, Bella is just home." "Yeah, right. Goodnight." Douglas was miffed but only slightly. He wondered if Jackson was sniffing around Bella and would she encourage him? Well he'd keep an eye on them tomorrow night. The young stalker called him next morning. "Hi, are you still grumpy?" "What, with you?" "Yes." "Actually I'm thinking of a solution but it worries me." "Oooh, what can you tell me? My pussy has an opening for a swell guy like you." "Annie, please. I work with a leading law firm and..." "Okay, I'll back off. I'm going to a party tomorrow night so will see you Saturday." "If I don't see you I'll give you a call. You know Annie I'm interested in helping you with your problem but that creates more problems. There is a way and I'm thinking about it." "Do you really want to fuck me and fuck me good?" "I'll answer that question but not here at the office Annie." "Wow, I'm playing with myself in excitement." Douglas smacked off a loud kiss and cut the call. On Friday night in the bar Shea kissed Douglas warmly but did not push her crotch in against him as she usually did and when he placed a hand on her breast she pulled it away gently and laughed. Douglas and Jackson hugged and slapped each other on the back. Jackson bought Douglas a beer and they chatted for a while, leaving Shea to talk with some others in their last-Friday-of-the-month meeting of the full gang. Shea asked if Jackson could come to dinner with them and Douglas said that was fine. Douglas spent the next hour largely listening to those two talking and thinking he was being made surplus to requirements. As he finished his main course Douglas asked casually, "Have you too been fucking?" Jackson didn't quite know where to look. Shea looked shocked and very red-faced said, "How dare you?" "That's not an answer Shea. Have you?" "No." "Come on pal," Douglas said. "Women lie about these things but guys tell their real pals the truth." Jackson looked at Shea who shook her head furiously but he decided to ignore her. "We've decided to do it tomorrow night, given the opportunity." "That's fine pal, Shea is very good. Enjoy it. Here's the money for the meal. Keep the presents I've given you Shea and have a great life." Shea burst into tears and Jackson hugged her. Douglas reached over and patted Jackson on the shoulder. "Stay pals Jacko. This is no big deal. And I'm not really angry with Shea but she could have told me something was happening, rather than pretending it wasn't." Jackson said mournfully, "It just happened pal, just one of those things," Douglas called Annie next morning. She took sometime to answer because she'd been asleep and had to grope for her phone. "Hi." "It's Douglas. It's after 9:00 so I thought you'd be on your way to the gym." "My head's killing me and my eyes are hanging out almost reaching my tits." Douglas laughed. "I want to tell you something and I don't want you to repeat anything of what I say to anyone. Promise you won't?" "No I meant yes of course I promise. I'm sitting on the toilet now having a pee." "I think I can hear the tinkle." She laughed. "I took the opportunity to split with Shea last night. She's Jackson's girlfriend now." "Oh, that's a shock." "Yeah, for me too. But don't say anything, she'll tell you guys when she'd ready." "So can we fuck tonight?" "God, you're ruthless. No and I'm sorry and this is the way it has to be. On four Friday nights from tonight I want you to come into the bar if you are still interested in me. You can kiss me and hang around me all evening if you like. Then if it's still what you want we'll go out for supper and end up back at my apartment and I'll fuck the ass off you." Douglas was following the strategy Elaine had suggested to give the younger woman time to think about the situation she wanted to exploit. "You'll what?" Annie gurgled. "You heard. So one month from tonight and I don't want you telling anyone about this arrangement. After our night of debauchery and if you want to kick around with me for a bit, you may invite me to lunch at your parent's place next day and we'll give them the news." "That's wonderful. That's astonishing news." "Great. Well that ends this call so give me a noisy kiss and I'll smooch one in return." The next day Douglas received a long letter from Shea thanking him for the wonderful times she'd had with him and she regretted not handling very well the obvious wrench she wished to make in their relationship. She described herself as 'despicably underhand and dishonest' and asked forgiveness. Douglas sent her flowers and wrote on the card, 'You are Forgiven. xxx'. Well, that was the end of that. CHAPTER 2 Two weeks later Douglas had a weekend of great sex with that daughter of Elaine Ryan, his principal. Elaine called him and said her married daughter Toni would like to meet him and although Douglas hedged, waiting for her to say more, he said okay after she failed to provide more information. "Meet Toni at lunch tomorrow at this address. I'll call her to say you have accepted. Oh, take a weekend bag with you." Douglas was left wondering what all that was about. Perhaps the family intended inviting him to go on to a cabin or out on the lake? Rather intrigued and thinking Elaine was the only person he'd allow to set him up on an weekend bereft of details, Douglas arrived to find lunch set for two and Toni was dressed in shorts despite the cool weather and a top and obviously no bra. Handing him a drink the woman in her early thirties said, "Salud! Please don't withdraw and leave me disappointed. My husband is away and I need company over the weekend." Douglas gulped and went on to have a weekend in great company. The woman liked sex almost as much as he did and matched him stroke for stroke all the way. If Douglas had realized bored women on their own could become quite irreverent about their marriage vows, he may have been involved in adultery years earlier. That illicit weekend broke the slow-moving month for him very nicely. A Bumbling Suitor * * * When Annie arrived at the bar at the end of the month and slammed into Douglas and kissed him almost ravenously, in the seconds before she enveloped him Douglas had glimpsed enough to believe in just one month she'd grown...sexier. She ignored everyone and when he staggered back in the crowded bar to catch his breath after the high-powered kiss, Annie looked at him quizzically, as if worried perhaps he'd changed his mind. He winked at her and her face shone, cheeks turned into ripened peaches. "Hey what about your sister?" called Bella, who was now living with Frank while Shea, arm around Jackson, called, "And me." Annie flashed a looked between Douglas and Shea and Shea called, "It's okay, just a slight reshuffle within the gang and Douglas accepts I have closer compatibility with Jackson." Douglas wondered if that was altogether true, noticing the way Jackson's eyes were on Annie's bulging shirtfront partly pushing aside her denim jacket. Well, not only was she the tallest in the family but she packed the sexiest set of tits as well. He looked at them some more and looked up to catch Annie's amused smile. This time she winked at him. That left Douglas feeling his crotch was warming. Annie kissed her sisters, Frank and Jackson and then stepped back leaning into Douglas, her sisters staring, their eyes widening. Annie asked, "What's on after this?" "Perhaps we should all go to dinner; would you like to join us Annie?" "Oh how noble of you Douglas." Despite the Friday night noise and crush the other four stood with there mouths open when Douglas said, "I'll even pay for your meal if there's something in that for me Annie." "Oooh, what is the something you have in mind?" "I could offer you a bed." "Oooh." By then her sisters looked completely dumbfounded...their sister, youngest in the group by two years, lining herself up with the oldest guy although only just. * * * Carrying the travel bag, Douglas followed the excited and a little drunk Annie into the apartment, swiping her butt with the back of his hand as she walked in. She squealed and went to grab at him but he held her away. "Let's do this slowly and lovely Annie; you're not at a college groupie now." She colored but smiled and tucked in her chin submissively. Douglas led her in front of the leather sofa and they kissed, slowly and very warmly. "That was lovely," she said. "More?" She draped her arms over his neck and pulled him down on to her lips. Annie watched as he undid the buttons of her shirt and apologized for having bigger breasts that perhaps he was used to. "Yum, yum." She giggled and as he pulled away her shirt she undid her bra but left it in place. She watched him as he pulled away and saw his eyes widened. She was proud of the way her young breasts had a slight upturn and the brown nipples on her olive skin were not unduly prominent. "Lovely," he murmured, stroking them and then unleashed her by saying take a look at what he had. She immediately unzipped Douglas but then caught herself and went up top to remove his jacket and t-shirt. She then rubbed his almost hairless chest and felt across his distinctive abs and while feeling his arm muscles kissed between his nipples and blew softly. "That is something I've learned from other women," she said and Douglas's dick bent over double in his underpants cause him to groan as it grew. "My dick, it's bent and hurting me; dig it out please darling." Darling was only too happy to oblige and what she did with it suggested someone had to teach her beyond the elementary actions that many men would enjoy, so Douglas supplied direct tutoring. "Slow down dear...that's about right...let me feel your tongue flick...pull heavily over the helmet...push it hard against the side of your mouth so your feel the outline against your cheek...I love the feeling of your teeth as you pull away but for goodness sake don't bite, just lightly scrape." Those precise instructions allowed his darling to improve her technique. She virtually became a top cocksucker over night. After wiping her mouth and half-way down her chest, Annie stood and pulled down her panties and proudly showed Douglas her beautifully trimmed pussy. She'd been taught by her girlfriends to spread, undoubtedly to host their eager penetrating tongues, and the sight of the pink moist and nubile cunt almost had Douglas send a wad of cum flying through the air. He couldn't recall ever seeing one looking so pristine, so perfect. "What's the matter darling...you have come so red in the face?" "Lay over the sofa and let me push it in," Douglas croaked. They fucked almost on the hour for six hours, with recuperative rests in between that including naps. One that sixth bout of wallowing in odors and excessive fluids that caused flesh to slap together like fish in a fresh bait bucket, Annie foolishly said, "I thought you would have gotten me off harder than the younger guys I've had before this? Some of my girl friends virtually have me croaking." "Try this one honey," Douglas said as he began twisting his plunging dick and grinding her tits as she grunted, her head hanging down over the end of the sofa. Douglas felt her swell and begin to pant and so drove into her faster. As soon as her felt her cunt begin to throb against him he stuck a finger up her asshole, lubricated to the juice streaming from her and she yelped and then shrieked into huge release. He pulled her upright and the poor girl was almost out to it but grinned and opened her mouth as he fed her the last of his reserves of cum. It felt like a half a bucket but he knew that if it were more than three-quarters of a teaspoon he'd done well. "Oh god, all this coming out of me," she moaned looking down at her wet inner thighs. "Am I going to die?" "You've done great baby," Douglas said sleepily. "It's all ladies' cum; there's enough to fill a small fishpond. You were amazing." She smiled and hugged him but her words were intelligible. After a few minutes rest Douglas carried Annie off to his bed after a detour to the toilet. Annie was a bit too tender and he was too depleted to engage as dawn broke. "I'm sorry," she said. He kissed her and said no problem. "We're just amateurs; you don't want us to turn into professional fuck machines do you?" Annie whined "Not me" and fell asleep. Betty Carter's mouth fell open when she saw the condition of her youngest when the couple arrived unexpectedly for lunch. "Oh god, what have you done to my Annie?" "I'm fine, don't fuss mom. Where are the guys?" "They've gone fishing, it's just me and the girls for lunch. I want to know what happened." "Back off mom. I had quite a lot to drink last night." "I've seen you nearly out on your feet and you haven't looked this disheveled and wan in the morning." "Leave her mom." Shea urged and Bella agreed. "No I won't. Were you take by force my darling?" "No mom. Please leave it be." "Mrs Carter, Annie wanted to be loaded with sexual experience last night so we fucked good and proper." Betty flew off the handle. "Douglas Jones, how dare you. Get out of my house." He left, Annie running after him wailing. Bella and Shea followed. "Girls, come back. Where are you going?" "If Douglas is not welcomed in this house I don't wait to be here," Bella scowled. "Nor I," Shea said. "We'll be waiting out by the pool for your apology." "Me apologize after what that fiend's done to my daughter. You must be mad." Ten minutes later Betty came out and said, "Lunch is ready everyone. Douglas, will you please take my arm and always feel welcome in my house. I must have just had a mad fit saying what I did to you minutes ago." "It's fine Mrs Carter. I do realize Annie is your baby although she's twenty-two." "You're a lovely boy Douglas. I cried and cried when I learned Shea had ditched you as I didn't want to lose you." "Mother!" "Sorry Shea, I meant to say parted." The wine flowed and Betty hit on it. As they finished lunch Betty then had her listeners almost constantly opened mouthed as she spoke about her sexual escapades in her youth before she met the girl's father. "Luke was attracted because of the stories about the flamboyant young woman I was." When she was finished the eldest daughter Bella said to her two sisters, "If you have a streak that causes you to misbehave, go overboard on sex or kick up quite a scene, just remember it comes from the hidden side of our mother." "Oh thank you darlings. Gosh, I feel quite light-headed. Oh Douglas please stay the night, you and Annie may have the guest room." "Mother!" shrieked Bella and Shea. "Sorry darlings, I've never felt liberated to say that until now. From now on the guest room will be the room for all occasions but no other room in my house, do you hear?" "Yes mother." "And only one couple in that bed at a time, do you hear?" "Yes mother," replied the three daughters as if not believing it was their mother who was talking. "Now we have that all cleared up, perhaps you'd like to tell us Douglas exactly how do you quote, fuck a woman good and proper, unquote." The girls shrieked. Bella and Shea put their hands over their ears and Annie put her hand over Douglas's mouth. Shea and Annie soon after put their mom to bed. * * * Four months after that unforgettable Sunday afternoon Annie wrote to Douglas saying she was sorry but had begun a relationship with a guy her age. Douglas sent her flowers meaning to write on the note at the florist's 'I forgive you' to actually wrote 'I'll be waiting'. He grinned and handed it over. At the end of that year Douglas applied to teach American Law at a prominent university in England for two years. He made the final selection and at the end of that was offered the lectureship and signed a contract for three years with some relief. He'd wanted greater stability in his life and this move would enhance his career. On day in England Douglas received an exciting phone call, almost as exciting as the hoped for call from Annie saying she wanted to come back to him. The call was from Stella, daughter of his former principal Elaine Ryan. "Hi this is Stella," she said and Douglas recognized the voice and his cock stiffened. "Oh glory be, the woman who gave me one of my best weekends ever. I take it your husband is not listening?" "Quite correct. He's back in the states and I'm in Ireland where I have been meeting Ryan kin I'm associated with through marriage and the Kelly's through my own family. I've finished that and called my husband Ivan. You will recall he's a lot older than me." "Yes, you pointed that out the first time I filled your pussy." Stella giggled. "Well Ivan is up to his thick eyebrows in guiding a small batch of engineering students in the final months of completing their PhD. It was he who suggested I wander around Europe for another two months. I need a base and was wondering if I could impose for a week." "Impose...only a miserable week? Stella, I'd love to have you even if you don't wish to fuck. You'll be a breath of fresh air into my life that has become too academic. I occupy university accommodation but know I can switch to double quarters meaning rooms with an en suite bedroom. In the old vernacular they were known as married quarters." "Sounds lovely and can you imagine me not fucking? Will I have to pose as your wife?" "No the term used is partner and it's so liberal here that can mean same sex for either sex." "And I'll not stick out being American with my strong accent?" "No more than the Libyans, Israelis, Australians, Germans...you name it; it's an international crossroads here and the social life is dynamic. You'll love it." "That's great Douglas. I had the vision of thin learned bearded men sitting on stools reading books completely incomprehensible to me." After the call Douglas arranged to transfer rooms and took his current girl friend to tea and gave her the bad news. "Like shit this happens," the woman from Liverpool said with resignation. "How many nights do we have left together?" "Two." "Well get fucked," she said and walked out dabbing at her eyes. Douglas sat, sighed and sniffed and then asked a waitress to take away the teapot and return with coffee. Three days later Douglas met Stella at the airport and was stuck to the heart. Stella with her jet-black hair was wearing a light green tight suit, not so think that it didn't show every curve. They kissed elegantly and he whispered, "You look the most fuckable women in the entire British Isles and that really started her motor." Douglas was really looking forward to having Stella stay with him because he knew she was tidy, preferred to talk and listen to music than to watch TV, adored good movies that triggered a good cry and was adamant her preference was to fuck twice a day, more if the guy landed her into a romantic situation. Stella made no secret of the fact she two children from a former marriage with very limited visitation rights and she'd had 'oodles of lovers'. Stella liked the apartment and said she was traveling light as she'd sent two big trunks home direct from Ireland. And then, "Undress me please darling," Stella said, eyeing the bulge in Douglas' trousers. Once they were both nude apart from Stella wishing to remain in her black garter belt and black stockings 'to frame my pussy in the most elegant manner', they kissed and fondled to warm up sensuously and then Stella simply rolled over and bent into an 'S' shape and holding one leg into the air waited for Douglas to enter her cunt from behind. He worked expertly, keeping very busy, knowing this was her favorite position but for the guy it did have its downside because it allowed her to talk in the absence of weight on her diaphragm. Fortunately that didn't bother Douglas and there was no rebuke if he failed to answer. Stella also would stop talking when the need came to put her back into it to help drive them to their climaxes, and with Stella it always was a big climax but the noise night and day of women in this environment -- and some men -- screaming into sexual release were as common as birds in the eaves. After three weeks Stella was bored and moved on but she returned for a couple of weeks the following two years and the affection that grew between them could pass for love although based entirely around sex. Douglas regarded Stella as a high-class prostitute although he gave her no money but she lavished her wealth on him. A lonely woman was another term he had for her. As the time to return home drew near Douglas realized for the first time he was a lonely man. He'd frequently accepted he was lonely but a new diversion invariably erased that loneliness but he now recognized there was a deeper form of loneliness associated with the need for close companionship. At Stella's suggestion Douglas contacted her mother, Elaine Ryan, his former department head. Elaine was delighted to hear from him and neither mentioned Stella and yes, as managing partner, Elaine was most interested in Douglas buying into his old firm. They had two, possibly three partners, coming up for retirement. Douglas acquired one of those positions and on his second day back at work Douglas met junior personnel for which he had responsibility. One was a very familiar face. "Hello Douglas." "My god, hi Annie. How lovely to see you again. Look, I have to meet everyone...would you have lunch with me?" "I'd like that very much. You've never looked better Douglas." Douglas muttered to himself, and the same could be said of you Annie, as he watched the fuller hips swinging as she went through the door. "God, I've not forgotten her nor of our former desire for one another. My years away just seem to have rolled back and it's as if I never left here." Douglas muttered. Over lunch Douglas was devastated that with graduation coming up Annie had married her fiancé Paul. "I hope you'll be very happy," Douglas said, somewhat mechanically and that was greeted by a warm smile. She said simply that they loved each other. "Big changes have occurred around our home of which you'll not be acquainted," she said. "Mom and dad divorced so our family home now serves another family. Dad just mopes and he and his much older widowed sister bought a house together and live there and mom currently is living with a guy who scarcely looks old enough to shave. Bella and Frank didn't make it and Bella is working on contract in Chile. The big news is I'm an auntie -- Katrina is just the most gorgeous thing. Shea and Jackson are deliriously happy with her and are talking about marrying soon. You know Douglas, you could have had any one of us for life including mom...but you just held back, you failed to really try." "Perhaps I'm not a family man?" "I think not. Don't kid yourself Douglas. When it comes to romance you get lazy." Back in his somber office, fit for his mood, Douglas leant back on his chair looking at the driving rain outside. So there it was, no lecture, just a big fat statement: 'When it comes to romance Douglas, you get lazy." Shit! Why hadn't he known that? Douglas thought about the disintegration of the Carter family. Never again would it be the family unit it was. What a shame. His own family had split when he was young, leaving him with his mother who although kind, didn't really want him around her while she was looking to secure a replacement husband. So he was sent to an uncle and aunty who didn't really know what to do with him. They were farmers but his aunt's father was an attorney so she said to her husband, 'Let's prepare Douglas for a career' and that's what happened. The money without love was piled into preparing him for law. Grumpy, Douglas picked up his phone and called his married PA, "Janice, get your butt into here and let's sort out this mess you've made with the Manning Account." Janice stormed in cheeks flaming. "How dare you talk to me like that. I'm lodging a formal complaint with Mrs Ryan." "Try that and she'll chop you off at the ankles. Lodge it with Carolyn Wills in HR. Meanwhile get me someone prepared to work with me to sort out this fucking mess." "Douglas, you have every right to be bitchy. I slackened off and it's totally my fault. I apologize for that and for shouting at you. My problem has been you have been much too soft with me. I revel under leadership." "So the air's cleared?" "Yes." "Well get over here beside me with the Manning Account folder and be very feminine Janice. I hate cold-ass bitches and if you step out of line again I tan your ass." "Douglas, really you shouldn't talk to me like that. I really don't mind but please keep your voice down. If you are overheard you could be pulled up before Mrs Ryan." "Okay, good advice. Tell me, you and Vern have been married six years. How often do you two still fuck?" Janice sat beside Douglas and sighed. "This really is my private life you're talking about Douglas but that's okay. Three perhaps four times a week and sometimes on Sunday afternoon when it's raining and the kids are away playing." "Not every night?" "No, of course not. What do you take us for, Fuck Machines? We have been living together for almost ten years and the desire to go at it practically non-stop gradually wanes." "So what else do you do?" "What do you think? Two sets of parents, oodles of friends, movies, dining out, going to school events, having other kids stay over and so on and on it goes. We're usually beat when we get to bed." Janice looked at her boss and said, "So this is what this is about. You really have no idea do you?" "Well, sort of." "That's an evasive answer. Look you could spend a weekend with Vern and me but that's a bit of an overkill. Just conduct some observations when visiting people you know and go to a supermarket and watch frazzled looking women and attempt to work out why are they frazzled. Look at parents with young kids in restaurants and notice how the parents are not left to relax. Go into a library and see who are the people reading leisurely. I'll bet you'll find students, youngish women on the shelf and elderly couples. Where are the rest? I'll tell you where -- out there burning up life and fucking will be just one activity." A Bumbling Suitor "Hell Janice, you should be a lecturer. I see the picture you have painted me." "Thank you Douglas. I'm no expert but thinking about this, do you believe it's possible that at law school all you thought about was law, sport and getting women's under women's panties and you are still locked into that era and haven's expanded and grown your life to the full?" "I-I...hell is does sound plausible doesn't it?" "There will be an answer Douglas but you'll have to look beyond pussy to find it." "You're talking about romance, aren't you?" "Substantially because that provides the vehicle. I'm talking romance and people, especially family. You grew up without much family Douglas according to your CV, so it would be good for you if the woman has a close extended family around her." Next morning a courier delivered a personal package to Janice. She opened it and her head reeled -- if any perfume was her dream perfume this hugely expensive one was it. There was no card. She walked into Douglas' office holding it up. Douglas grinned. "Don't fuss. You're worth it." CHAPTER 3 A few weeks later Douglas felt he was no closer to resolving her personal dilemma that when Janice had opened his eyes. A ball was coming up to celebrate the 125th founding of the law firm. He received the invitation that name him 'and partner'. What partner? He zeroed in on women to fuck them, not to take them to a dance. Well, he could call Stella and then dropped his phone as if it were red hot. That was the very sort of liaison Janice had said he must look beyond. Well he'd take some woman he'd never fucked: that was looking beyond pussy, er sort of because he would have expectations after leaving the ball. Well, he'd drop into the bar after work...no no. Unless he attempted to uplift himself it would never happen. He'd ask Janice to go to the ball with him instead of her husband. Good one, he grinned. Vern would wonder what was going on between his wife and Douglas and Janice would be mad at Douglas in attempting to deny her the opportunity of showing off her husband in a tuxedo to other personnel. Lindy Maxwell one of his juniors called to discuss a problem. The lithe body of Lindy in a ball gown filled Douglas's mind and the sound of a church choir singing sounded from above. He knew what he had to do because never had he thought about Lindy's pussy. "Look Lindy, we have never had much of a chat since you came aboard. What to do this over lunch?" "Well only if you don't think it will impinge on my reputation." "I wouldn't think so Lindy, it's only lunch." "Well you do have rather a reputation with women Mr Jones." "Oh Lindy, you haven't been listening to gossip have you? Please regard it as a business lunch to put your mind at rest and I can charge it to the firm." "Is that moral?" "Lindy, this appears to be getting out of hand." "Okay, give me the details where to meet. I'd prefer being seen entering independently." "As you wish Lindy." Fuck, what a waste of time, Douglas thought. Little wonder people who were good looked harassed; it was so tough going. At lunch Lindy almost fell out of her chair when asked to accompany Douglas to the office ball. "What?" "I-I wasn't going?" "Why not?" "Because I don't have a partner right not and if Toby was home I wouldn't easily be able to afford a classy gown." "Hire one." "I don't wear other people's clothes." "I'll buy you one." "Mr Jones!" People nearby looked at this slightly amused. Douglas being Douglas automatically thought they'd been thinking he'd just asked his lunch companion to lay over the table and spread. "Lindy, look. Sometimes one has to spend a bit of money to advance in life. Make a good impression on the senior people in our firm and you could be assuring your career path." "Won't every other attorney go to the ball with that intent and hope Mr Jones?" "Lindy, you'll obviously make a fucking great attorney. You have me there." "I would appreciate if you didn't use that word unless we are in an intimate situation and that is unlikely." "Of course, I apologize Lindy and please call me Douglas because you are my ball partner." "I'm not." Douglas glared at her and Lindy sighed and said very well. Douglas smiled and said he'd loan her money if required but Lindy said primly, "No thank you Douglas." Douglas returned to his office feeling as if he'd been through a court trial rather than just lunch. It turned out she had a brief that had plunged into complexity and should be handed on to a more senior counsel but at the restaurant Douglas called her supervisor and said Lindy would have to report to him on this one for instructions because he had an interest in it. Lindy had asked what was his reason and he'd said he had to give a reason to satisfy her supervisor so she asked why that route rather than calling in a senior. Douglas said because he thought she could handle it rather than have it taken from her. She asked why did he think that and he fudged and she then took him head on. "This is about more than a couple of dances and having me beside you at supper, isn't it?" The problem for Douglas was he didn't really know. All he thought he was doing was acting on Janice's advice and here he was in a canoe without a paddle. Well if she were a virgin he'd find out, wouldn't he? Wrong. If she were a virgin he wouldn't find out. What? Feeling that his forehead might be showing sweat beads, Douglas said, "If you think this is about more than a couple of dances and having supper with me then so be it. I can't control what you think." "How about being honest with me?" Douglas capitulated. "All right and I ask you don't repeat this. Someone within our firm says it has been noticed that I appear to have a preoccupation with fast women and that it would be good for my career path to be associated with some mousy or straight-jacketed or only latently sexy women." "I see," Lindy said, acting not at all concerned. "And in which category do I fit?" "Well I hadn't given it any thought, real thought I mean. I would hope latently sexy and a damn good young attorney." She smiled. * * * The brief involved the proposed dissolution of partnership and the couple couldn't agree on the split. The wife wanted to bring in a business consultant to make a through investigation of the company but the husband wouldn't agree. There was a dispute whether he had a right to refuse that request and although the answer was no there was an impasse, they had agreed to seek dispute resolution. At further meeting with Raymond Silver and his wife Pru, Lindy who had been attempting to negotiate settlement introduced Douglas and said, "We appeared almost resolved and then stalled with Mr Silver becoming less than conciliatory." "Why was that Raymond?" "Well Douglas, after hour and hours of talking, arguing and now four hours with Lindy involved, my feeling is Pru is attempting to bleed me. We have agreement on everything but goodwill. I put the value of goodwill at $30,000 and Pru puts it at $1.5 million. This concerns me because I don't wish to sell, I wish to buy her out. Our revenue flow is generated by goodwill because of the nature of our business." "I see. Pru?" "He's trying to rip me off Douglas." "That will be hard to prove. Answer me this Raymond, How long have you believed Pru's illness might be terminal. Don't lie to me David." "I haven't. I mean..." Douglas waved his hands in the air and looked upset. "You stinking asshole," Pru blared. "You thought I was dying so decided to abort settlement talks and keep the dispute out of court in the hope I'd die before the hearing date." David hung his head. "Right, Lindy and I am out of here for fifteen minutes. Call us if you reach agreement sooner." In the side room Lindy asked, "What did Pru tell you she didn't tell me?" "Nothing I would expect. I only spoke to each of them alone for five minutes just to get a feeling." "A feeling?" "Yes. I concluded Raymond was cagey so worked on that. Pru was open about being ill, the reason for wanting to quit business and use some of the money to travel. She said she had a nervous disorder. So thinking about Raymond being cagey I grabbed a hunch and put it too him. Fortunately he cracked." "Well I looked at Raymond when you put that aggressive question and his face remained passive to the point of when he cracked." "Yes Lindy, but what was there about his eyes?" "Oh god, I let that focus go despite my training. You saw the shiftiness from the moment you began talking to him." "A useful lesson eh? He was under strain. We'll be called back with the goodwill agreed at $500,000." Minutes later the couple signed the sale and purchase agreement with goodwill set at $600,000. Raymond left immediately. "Thank you for all the spadework Lindy and you for turning the knife Douglas. Now where do I go to talk divorce?" "We have a department for that Pru but it's routine at this point although we will need to serve papers on Raymond and launch enquiries to uncover any other undisclosed assets he's kept hidden from you. He looks the type who might do that. You have a relationship with Lindy so may I suggest you continue with her." "Yes, good suggestion. I fact I think I'll transfer all my legal work to you Lindy." Douglas and Lindy were often seen together in the office, and lunching, and it was simply assumed the discussion was about business because Mr Seducer would never look twice at the countrified Lindy. When Janice found out she just grinned. Douglas had swung the pendulum back too far but if he didn't wish to think pussy then how could she fault his choice. She didn't gossip about that matter, however. * * * Lindy had told Douglas her gown was black with a deep bodice of gathered dark green velvet. He'd said 'Very nice' and was astonished to see Lindy blush. It was a first and the delicate pink enhanced her white complexion beautifully but the poor girl was embarrassed enough without him telling her that. He almost whooped as well, thinking the blush also meant she'd decided to go to his apartment after the ball to display she did have some sexual expertise. Well, if that were true, who was he to stand in her way? Already Douglas was thinking Lindy was so much better suited to him than the faithless Stella. The thought of delicately tunneling into sweet Lindy put him off his work for almost an hour. He then decided to shelve that thought because he must act and think differently to be different about women and sex. Douglas arrived at the Maxwell's large and unpretentious home out in the country. Her parents had retired from farming but ran 70-head of dry cattle and her father worked at the nearby farm produce barn. John Maxwell met him at the door and shook his hand, eyeing the chauffeur driven town car without comment. "Everyone's in the lounge waiting for you. I hope you don't mind as some of the aunties and uncles have arrived as well. No one in our mob has even gone to a ball in downtown." "No, that's fine Mr Maxwell." "What's this minister thing? We are rural boy, call me John." "Right John. Nice crop of bulls I saw coming in." "They are called a herd and there are all ex-bulls we call steers. Other than that your comment was about right." Douglas cringed although the corrections were not presented as a rebuke. "Is my eldest going to make it?" "Who is your eldest John?" He grinned and said touché. "The eldest of our seven children, Linda Mae Maxwell. You may know her as Lindy." "Oh right. I would say in full confidents she has a great career rolling out in front of her." "I hear you have given her guidance and have taken her under her wing. Is that likely to continue?" Douglas threw an arm over John's shoulder and hauled him to a stop. John said, "That's a mighty solid arm. Do you work out Douglas?" "I do but what I wanted to ask, what kind of question was that one you asked about my likelihood of continuing with Lindy? This is our first date." "I know that. I was just testing and can conclude you get up with the chickens early morning. Chickens are hard to catch out." They grinned and walked into the room. There was a quick and noisy round of introductions to nineteen people and then Cath went upstairs to fetch her daughter. They came down the stairs walking straight toward the half circle of family and Douglas. Lindy had been professionally made up and looked so beautiful. Douglas swallowed. People clapped and he joined in enthusiastically and she waved back and winked at Douglas. He loved it and held up the gardenia for her hair. The noise became almost an uproar. Douglas stood back, watching the women agreeing on the right place for the white flower on her jet-black hair and catching the women glancing up at him and smiling broadly. The guys just hung around but the girls were touching the grown and all talking together at Lindy who seemed to be coping very well and even managed a smiling glance in his direction. Looking and thinking Douglas knew what this was about. There was a whole family waiting for him if he wanted it and handled Lindy in the manner in which she'd want to be treated. He sighed and smiled at everyone. He wanted that family and above all he wanted to expand his life with Lindy. All she had to decide was did she want him, a guy almost eight years her senior. * * * In the end it didn't matter entirely what he thought. Just before dawn next morning Lindy propose marriage. Wide-awake Douglas, up with the chickens, accepted the proposal. "Sorry I had to force you Douglas," she said. "I was anxious to end my misgivings about being loose with you." He said gravely, "As a matter of fact I found you very tight." "Oooh," said she. "What do we have planned for today?" THE END