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Life after Death Ch. 04

By: Executive Gent



Anyway the weeks past and I almost forgot about her, and then I went to a business lunch as a guest, when to my surprise she was a guest at my table. I reintroduced myself, and she politely remembered me, I knew she didn't notice but I was impressed at the way she dealt with the situation. She looked radiant, her hair was fashionably up, with just a hint of make-up and she wore a fitted dark business style suit, which the skirt was finished just above the knee. Although, quite formal to me she looked gorgeous, we chatted about mutual friends and acquaintances, her divorce, and it turned out she had known Jane also, but only in passing, I felt I had known her for a very long time, as the lunch finished, she gave me her number saying that why didn't I bring my daughter over to see her horses, which I thanked her very much and said I would. 

As I walked to my car, I felt so happy, there was a lightness in my step and although it was still March and the weather showed no sign of breaking into a long awaited spring, I felt a warmth in my heart, that I hadn't for a very long time. Then, I heard a voice calling me, it was Rachel, she caught up with me and said why didn't I take Isobel to visit late Saturday morning and we could all have a spot of lunch too. So it was agreed, my son was going on a sports development day, so in truth I needed something to occupy Issy's time and it gave me chance to get to know Rachel better too.

Saturday arrived, and we set off from the house around 11.00 ish, Issy was enthralled with the idea of being able to spend time with a new friend (hopefully) and seven thoroughbred horses. On a personal note I hoped that I would find friendship with Rachel also. Even now I was not thinking about romance, my only thought was that she intrigued me, and I really hoped that such an attractive and vibrant woman might want to know me better too. As we drove the seven miles to her house, My Range Rover seemed to be on auto pilot, Issy chattered away, and I smiled appropriately but my mind was lost in my own thoughts, flitting from memories of Jane and how much I loved and missed her but who I knew would also want me to move on and find happiness where I could. Friends and our families who's love and support had been so crucial, and finally Rachel who had somehow stirred my heart in recent weeks. 

Suddenly I was facing a lovely old stone built house that while not run down was certainly fraying a little around the edges, as the big 4x4 crunched its way up the gravel driveway, I was greeted by a smiling little girl who was the image of her mother, then a split second her mother appeared in a pair of faded jeans and a white T-shirt, very little makeup, her dark hair flowing freely in the wind and smiling at us. As we got out of the car, both mother and daughter started chatting excitedly about what they had planned. 

Alice, Rachel's daughter, dragged Issy off to explore the grounds; Rachel gave a friendly kiss on the cheek, and invited me into her home. If the outside needed the some care and attention the inside was like stepping into another world, it was beautiful, old beams, real wooden floors, lots of Olde Worlde charm, mixed with a contemporary theme, I almost sighed with contentment as I appreciated her style and obvious good taste, she chatted about her plans for the house which had been her parents home, until she had bought it off them after her divorce. We had a fantastic time together that first day, and before I knew it, I needed to pick up my son. I started to make movement to gather up Issy's belongings, when Rachel suggested that I went and fetched Tim, and brought him back for supper, she was going to do Pasta and Meatballs, and would love us to join them too. My heart couldn't help missing a beat when she suggested this, and the decision was made when Issy, started pleading with me to stay. I made some half-hearted excuses about outstaying our welcome, but was easily persuaded by the girls. Infact Issy stayed with Rachel and Alice whilst I nipped into town to fetch him.

Tim, was shattered when I picked him up and wasn't best pleased at the thought of going out to supper after a day playing sports, like all twelve year old boys, he did not relish an evening with two young girls and his "boring" father and his even more "boring" friend. I pleaded with him to just go with it and promised him we would just have supper then leave as soon as we could. He seemed to lighten his mood, when I promised him home made pasta and meatballs!!! One of his favourite meals I am pleased to say. He asked about Rachel and her daughter, and seemed to also understand that it was important to me, that we all got along. So I felt reasonably confident when I swung the car into her driveway. As before the tyres of the heavy 4x4 announced our presence, and by the time we had reached the house Rachel and the girls were waiting to meet us. There was a warm glow radiating from the house into the cold winters night and I was pleased to see that Rachel had taken the trouble to change since I left.

She was now dressed in an elegant cream silk blouse, fashionably cut to accentuate her body shape and a pair of black velvet trousers and heals, her hair was now up, and she wore the merest hint of make up, and subtle silver jewellery. I was enthralled, she welcomed us warmly, and introduced herself and Alice to Tim, without missing a beat, she immediately made him feel the most important person in the group. As I locked the car, and strode over to join them, she was telling him, about the house and that she had grown up here, and that when he next came over, she would let him have a go on her quad, which she used to get to difficult places on outlying farms if there was trapped animal which couldn't reach by car or 4x4. He was immediately in love, and I have to say, when I saw her with them all, so was I!!

We had a wonderful supper and the kids went off to watch TV and videos, and she I talked and talked for hours. I felt so at ease with her, I told her about Jane, and how badly I had reacted after her death, and how I had decided six months or so ago, that I must get on with my life. She told me about her divorce and how hard it was to raise a child on her own. We laughed about the way friends and families try to match you up with other single people, and most of them you just couldn't bare to spend time alone with.

We discussed whether we would ever remarry; a definite maybe from me, and a definite doubt it from her!!! However, we both laughed about it and agreed that you never knew what was around the corner. The evening came to and end, when Tim came into the kitchen and said he was shattered and could he go home to bed, he was so polite about it but I realised it was nearly midnight and the girls were fast asleep in Alice's bunk beds. Rachel asked me if she would be ok in the morning, if I let her sleep where she was. I thought she would be ok, but said if there was a problem just ring me, for a fleeting moment part of me hoped that we all could stay, but I knew that could not be the case. I said I would come over and get her first thing, but Rachel, said that she would bring her over to us later in the morning. I protested that we had taken up enough of her weekend already, but she insisted, so it seemed only natural to invite her over to Sunday lunch. She accepted without hesitation and with a warm kiss on the cheek Tim and I left Issy there and headed home. As we got to the doorway she put her hand on my arm and smiled and thanked me for making a usually boring Saturday special.

As we climbed into the cold Leather seats of the Range Rover, Tim shivered and looked over to me and said; -

"We used have days like today with Mum didn't we Dad?" I felt a huge lump in my throat, as I said with a smile:

"Yes, we did, didn't we? I'm really sorry that its just us Tim, I know how much you miss her. You know there isn't a day goes by that I don't wish she was here with us."

"I know Dad, me too." 

Then as afterthought he touched my hand and said; 

"I really liked Rachel and Alice. Do you really think she would let me have a go on her Quad?"

I laughed but not out loud and said to him I was sure that she would, and as the big car warmed up we both went silent, both lost in our thoughts about this amazing woman and her equally enchanting daughter who had just entered our lives. Fifteen minutes later I pulled onto our driveway, flicked the remote for the garage door and parked the Big Rover up for the night. Tim went off to bed with a cheery "night Dad" and I sat in the lounge with a glass of red wine as I contemplated my journey of despair and recovery since my beloved wife had left me. I swore I heard her giggle with delight as I sat there hoping that Rachel would become more than a friend. Infact as I sat there, I was sure she told me not to worry, everything was going to be fine, and that I would be happy again. I made a mental note not to drink late at night and alone. To which I swear I heard her laugh once more, but this time I knew that all she ever wanted was for me to be happy, and that however much I loved someone else, she would always be in my heart.

I woke bright and early next day, and set about tidying the house ready for my guests. The phone rang about 9.30 and I heard my daughter launch into monologue of how she was wearing Alice's dress and that they had had bacon sandwiches and toast for breakfast. With that I head her being called by her new friend, and I found myself with a deadly quiet on the other end for a few seconds while Rachel obviously realised what had happened and got to the phone, in fits of laughter. Telling me that they had woken up at 7.00am and hadn't stopped since!!! We chatted for a while about this and that, finally agreeing that she would arrive around eleven, so she could help with lunch. I assured her I was fine and not to rush, but she insisted that she would help with the preparations. I laughed and agreed that eleven would be great. Just as we were say saying goodbye, I suggested that she brought Alice's swimming things over and the girls could swim in our indoor pool, and that as long as we supervised them, they would be kept out of mischief after their food had gone down. Rachel laughed once more, saying she had not realised we had an indoor pool, and she might be tempted to pack her costume too!!! I said to her that ofcourse she was welcome to use it, but be warned that my kids can get quite boisterous in it, and that I often ended up retreating to the poolside a beaten and humiliated old man!!! To which she replied she was made of sterner stuff than that, and didn't believe in ever retreating once she made her mind up about something. I laughed out loud and told her to arrive as soon as she wished, she said she would see us, in an hour or so, and with light-hearted farewell the phone line went dead.

I busied myself with lunch preparations, and in truth the vegetables were cleaned and the meat was already in the oven by 10.30am. They arrived in a flourish of activity and noise around 10.45am. Tim who not only got up before 10, but had also showered and dressed and tidied his bedroom, - something that was normally unheard of on a weekend!!! - ran to the door to greet them. Rachel breezed in giving him a big hug and me equally warm kiss on the cheek - we said later that both of us felt she had been part of our lives forever. Today she was dressed in black cord jeans a white cotton blouse with a matching black cotton V-necked jumper, her hair was loose and she had a scrunchy on her wrist in case of emergency. Her make up, again was light but she wore a lovely deep red lipstick, which seemed to accentuate her sensuous mouth to perfection. Without appearing to be interfering she found the kitchen, checked the Chicken in the oven, put a lovely bottle of chardonnay in the fridge to cool and managed to get me to give her a guided tour of the ground floor of the house. She complimented me on its décor, and said what good taste Jane had had, and even when Issy dragged her off upto her bedroom to see her toys, she just smiled and followed her up the stairs. I smiled at the way my daughter dragged her off upstairs and much to Tim's disgust Issy proceeded to show her and Alice every room upstairs too. She came downstairs laughing and teasing him that he must been up at the crack of dawn to get his room that tidy! To which, he blushed but also beamed with pride that she had noticed his hard work.

We had a great lunch and the kids went off to do their thing, leaving us to sit and chat over the mayhem that a full Sunday Roast brings to a table, but I was in no rush to clear the dishes as I was enthralled by the vitality and warmth this woman brought back to my home. Eventually she broke the spell by gathering the dishes and heading to the kitchen, even loading a dishwasher didn't seem a pain in her presence, as she seemed to smile and laugh her way through the chores and as we finally sat down in the lounge with a well-earned drink. I caught her studying me intently, I questioned her about this, and she just said that today was the first time she saw no pain in my eyes! I was a little taken aback, but said that I could not remember enjoying two days as much as I had enjoyed this weekend. She just smiled as curled her long slender legs under her bottom and layback into the sofa, agreeing that she had really enjoyed it too. As she reclined on my sofa, she seemed to me completely relaxed in my presence and my home, I had an over whelming urge to go over and kiss her. Yet I wasn't sure of what she felt about me, but I prayed she felt the same way too, and in order not to jeopardise our relationship I could wait.

After sitting for 10 minutes or so lost in our own thoughts she suggested a we went for a walk in the grounds, the kids didn't want to come, but wanted to go and visit Miles and Helen, We said this was ok as long as they didn't mind, I rang them and told them that the kids wanted to come up and that Rachel and Alice had come over for lunch. Helen being her ever-tactful self said to send the kids up and for us to enjoy ourselves and she would ring before letting them come home. I said if was dark to I would come up to get them. 

So it was that at 2.30 on a Sunday after noon we were walking the fields and woods around my old house in the rain alone. The winter had been long and cold, but in the dying days of the season the rains didn't let up. We spent an hour walking through the fields and woods. The first signs of spring were already showing on the cold dark silhouettes of the trees. It was a day filled with the sights of the end of winter and the first smells in the rain promised the onset of spring. But we laughed and joked and finally held hands as we realised that we were soaked as we slowly walked up to the house door, but we didn't care about that. We were together which was all that seemed important. I took her coat as she playfully shook the water from her hair and laughed. As we moved from the utility room through to the lounge where the fire still glowed its welcome, we stood by the fireplace lost in our own thoughts as an aura of warmth swept through the room. She said she was soaking wet and was glad that she always kept a change of close in the car for work, if I didn't mind she might go and get them. 

I told her that there were clean towels etc upstairs if she needed to shower, but she asked me if I minded if she had a quick bath? As she was really cold, I said ofcourse I didn't, and she nipped to her car, to get her bag of spare clothes. I told her she could use my bathroom as the bath there was large and very comfortable, she smiled and said following her earlier tour she remembered where it was and would meet me there. I didn't think anything more and went on up stairs to find towels and a spare robe etc for her suddenly wanting to make it more relaxing for her I decided to light some candles that had still remained from when Jane and I would spend romantic evenings in the large bath. When all of them were lit, no lights were needed and I had succeeded to surround the old cast iron bathtub with the little dancing flames. I knew she'd hear the water as I started to run her bath; she called as she entered the bedroom and I told her there was a fresh robe and towels on the bed, and to use the dressing room on the right of the room to change then I would leave her in peace to relax. She shouted ok, and I thought I would go get the kids while she relaxed. I turned around to leave and there she was, smiling a curious knowing smile. She wore the plain white towelling robe I left for her and kissed me on the cheek thanking me for going to such an effort. I took her hand to bring her into the room. She simply smiled. I was not expecting what she did next but I am so glad it happened.

She kissed me fully on the lips, deeply; gently she probed with her tongue until I returned her probing passionately. Breaking away, smiling up at me, her beautiful eyes watching me, subconsciously she wet her lips with her tongue; she opened her robe and let it slide from her shoulders. I tried not to stare, but her beauty astounded me. I took her hand again helping step her into the large tub. As she sat down, she sighed at the comfort of being warm for the first time for over an hour. Looking at me straight in the eyes with a wicked grin, she started to splash me, the floor got wet, the walls got wet and a few of the candles. We laughed as our eyes met. I tried to stop her but she just kept splashing me, laughing out loud I reached across her body to the small shelf to get the sponge and body wash. I fought with her as her laughed and giggled as I felt the urge that came over me, as our lips were so close. "Not yet." I told myself and moved behind her. Then as she felt the warm water cascade over her back, she started to relax. The bubbles from the sponge cascaded down her back into the steaming water. I almost felt jealous of those bubbles for being so close to her. She sighed as I rubbed her neck and back. I could feel her muscles relaxing and although I couldn't see, I knew she was smiling as I lifted her left arm out of the water and continued to bathe her with long languid strokes from her shoulder to her wrist and back again. I let the sponge brush against the side of her breast but I'm not sure whom it aroused more. I did the same motion with her right arm. Again I brushed against her breast. 

I let the sponge fall into the water and pulled her back until she was were against the sloped back of the tub. I took her hair and pulled it over her left shoulder and leaned forward. I let her feel the warmth of my breath against her neck, lingering before I kissed her just behind her ear. Another kiss lower on her neck, and another. She turned to me, ever so slightly; her hand came up and around my neck. As I lowered myself to kiss her lips, I got more than I had intended, with a swift movement of her hand, she pulled me fully clothed into the bath. I surfaced, bewildered, and noticed that only two or three candles remained lit. That no longer mattered. We both laughed as I struggled to get comfortable, finally kneeling to get undressed. She helped me to get my wet shirt over my head and my trousers off of my ankles. It certainly wasn't graceful, but it was fun. Most importantly, we knew we were going to be together, and that we would end up making love. I looked deep into her eyes and moved closer. Our lips met. Only brushed really, for that first instant, then we pressed them together hard. Slow, deep meaningful kisses that felt like they lasted for days and tasted so wonderfully sweet. I gently moved my tongue across her lower lip nibbling it as we parted. Her lips parted and we explored each other's mouths. I reached behind me and pulled out the plug to let the water drain. I stood and offered my hands to her to help her up. Covering her with a giant towel and wiping the foamy water from her body. I could feel the contours of her body through the towel and as I lowered myself to the floor, to dry her legs, I could smell her growing passion and I could not resist planting soft butterfly kisses along her soft stomach as I dried her legs. 


Life after Death Ch. 04



She groaned as I took her hand and led her out to the bedroom. We sat on the bed. I held her face tenderly in my hands and kissed her lips. She kissed me back with such force and passion. My hands gently caressed down her sides and back up again. We collapsed onto the bed and I kissed her lips and moved on. I planted soft kisses over her chin and down her neck. Kissing her shoulders and down between her breasts. It was a combination of licks and kisses in a circle around her right breast. Underneath and to the outside, gradually working my way to the nipple and drew it into my mouth, softly sucking as I held it between my teeth. A soft kiss and I was on my way to the other side. I repeated the entire routine on her left breast. She ran her fingers through my hair as I continued my journey of exploration down her wondrous body, kissing and licking as I went. A playful kiss to her pierced belly button, which was such a erotic surprise stopping, I looked up and saw the soft light from the bedside lamps reflecting in her eyes. She has such gorgeous eyes.... 

Now it was time to tease her, heighten her emotions so that our pleasure would intensify later on, I stopped kissing and only let her feel the heat of my breath as I traced and licked my way to her thighs. Once there, I started to kiss and nibble the soft flesh once more, raising her leg I kissed my way down to her ankle, switching to the other leg and snaked my tongue from her ankle back up the inside of her thigh right to point she needed me to be. Gently blowing a stream of warm air against her clitoris as I traced the outline of her lips with my fingers. Then I softly started to lick. From the bottom to the top, when I reached her clitoris once more, I gave it a quick little flick and went back down again, each time I pushing my tongue in deeper and deeper scooping out the sweet juices with my tongue. Rachel moaned out loud and began writhing with abandoned pleasure as I took her clit between my lips and sucked lovingly on it and slipping a finger in side. I could feel her legs tighten around my shoulders, her heels digging into my back ramming her hot pussy against my hand and mouth and her orgasm exploded in a crescendo of noise as her thighs clamped my head and mouth in position I frantically kissed, licked nibbled her extended clit and pumped two fingers deep into her until she released me, whimpering and then laughing as her orgasm began to subside.

Not content with this, I began a new campaign of more quick kisses over her thighs and belly, as I began my journey back up to her breasts I began to touch the beautiful soft mounds of flesh gently, tweaking and rolling each nipple in turn and then began to kiss and suck each one deep into my mouth. As I did this I was accompanied by loud moans of "Oh My God, where did you learn to do that?" This only led me to concentrate my efforts even more on her glorious tits, I continued to flick, lick nibble each breast, lovingly learning each contour as I worshiped them, then working my way to her neck, then her neck and finally kissing along her cheek. The moment our eyes met, I gently kissed your lips and I slid my full six and half inches inside of her. There was no urgency as we slowly rocked of our hips together; as our rhythm grew I was able to glide in and out, just a few inches at a time. I found I could pull right out and slowly slide back in again. She was so wet and I was so hard we were able to keep going for what seemed like hours.

Then with a little coaxing from her vice like legs, I pushed all the way in. Our lips pressed together as we rocked to and fro, lost in our newfound love for each other each other. I slid my legs under her and pulling her toward me. We were both sitting now, her legs over mine. I was still inside of her and our mouths still locked together passionately. Our motions matched each other, I pulled back when she did, and she thrust forward as I did. My hands caressed her back, as she gripped my head. Our breathing and our thrusts were in unison. Everything was about being together. Our bodies were together and I could feel her heart racing next to mine. Our breaths came as one, our eyes met and we saw the same thing. We saw only each other, lost in passion and the moment. 

Suddenly she dropped your head to my shoulder and I could hear her breathing quicken. I lowered my lips to her neck and started to kiss yet again. Her legs tightened around my waist and her arm locked around my back, I could feel her entire body tense as waves of pleasure rolled through her body as she orgasmed for the second time I could hold back nolonger calling her name telling her how fantastic she was I exploded my cum deep into her for the first time and knew that I had found a woman who I could love again. 

As we lay in each other's arms, we could still smell each other, and she dreamily whispered in my ear that she thought she could get used to this, I told her that I knew I could. We could still taste one another on our lips and we heard the rain lightly tapping on the windows. What we felt was love... 

We lay there for a while, before realising we better sort ourselves out and after a quick shower I agreed to go and get the kids from Miles and Helen, while she took a little more time to clean herself up and prepare a light tea for us all, before leaving to get Alice home to bed.



Life after Death Ch. 05



I arrived at Miles and Helen's house at around 5.30, to find the kids so full of what they had done all afternoon, the girls had helped out in the stables and even helped exercise some of the less temperamental animals, whilst Tim had spent most of the afternoon with Miles, working on getting his classic Jaguar ready for a show the following week. Helen greeted me with a warm smile and asked if we had had a nice afternoon, I thanked for her interest and assured her we did, tell her of our walk and saying we had come back to the house and relaxed for a while. She gave me wicked grin and told me that a little "relaxation" never hurt anyone, I laughed at this, knowing exactly what she meant but choosing to ignore the innuendo.

When we got back Rachel was dressed and had started to make us beans on toast for tea, it was lovely to have someone there to share moments like this with, the kids exploded into the house telling her everything they had done, even Tim who normally held back at such times was full of his afternoon working on the old car. She, laughed and hugged them, telling them to go wash their hands before eating, smiling at me over their heads showing me what a great afternoon she had had too.

I knew somehow that this weekend meant as much to her as it had to me, and after they were settled at the table, I went to back to the kitchen to fetch ours and she kissed me lightly on the cheek, telling me how much she had enjoyed the last two days, I hugged her close and almost dreading the answer, asked her if this weekend was a one off or did she feel that it was something more. She looked me straight in the eyes and pulling me gently down to her kissed me deeply for what seemed a lifetime, when we parted, she smiled at me asking me if that answered my question. I laughed, telling her if that how she was going to answer my questions, I'd keep asking!!!! Our food had cooled down, and needed re-heating but we didn't care, we just giggled and joined the kids while they laughed and joked with each other. I hadn't been happier for a long time.

We said our goodbyes, a little while later agreeing to call each other to arrange when we could get together as we kissed each other lightly on the lips. The hardest thing was going to be able to see each other without the kids, so I began wondering how we could meet and get to know each other without going everywhere with them. I got everything ready for the next day and the kids went to bed at their allotted times. This is normally a time on Sunday that I sit down and arrange my diary, and plan for the week ahead, looking at this week I was particularly quiet and made a mental note to try and keep it clear. 

It was about 10.30 and I was just sitting at my desk looking at my schedule on screen when the phone rang, it was Rachel, my heart just skipped a beat at hearing her voice, she wanted to tell me how great a time she had had, and that if she closed her eyes, she could still feel me inside her. I laughed, telling her how great she made me feel also, and asked her when we could do it again. She laughed again and said now if she had her way, I just groaned down the phone as I remembered the soft contours of her body as we made love. I grinned and said that we better get used to phone sex at times like this, but she laughed coyly and said it was the real thing she needed, I laughed out loud, and she giggled infectiously back at me. Telling me to hold that thought and call her in the morning before she went to work.

I thought long and hard about the weekend, whilst being excited, I was incredibly nervous, it was about eleven thirty when I heard movement on the stairs, it was Tim, he had obviously looked in the lounge, before checking the study.

"Dad, I need to talk to you"

"What about son?" I smiled.

"Do you think Mum saw how happy we were this weekend? Are you and Rachel going out with each other?"

"Would you be happy if I saw more of her?"

"She's nice and Alice is cool!" he smiled; "but I'm worried about what Mum would think, I miss her so much Dad, I felt so guilty tonight, because I even hoped we would see more of them."

"Look Tim, Mum and I loved each other so much, I never would have thought about loving someone else, but we have been so terribly sad since she died, she would want us to be happy, we talked about it before she left us, and believe me I know that she would want us to move on, don't ask me how I know, but I do" I hugged him close, and he sobbed into my chest, something he hadn't done for a while. " Do you want to watch the tape Mum left?.... It might help?"

"Its ok, I want you to be happy Dad, but I don't want to forget Mum, I miss her so much, she used make everything ok!"

"I know Tim...... I miss her too. I try so hard you know? To be there for you when you need me..............." There were tears in my eyes I didn't know what to say or do at times like this. It was so rare for him to open up like this, and when he did it took a lot for him to do so. "I love you Dad, I know you do your best"

"Its just not enough sometimes is it?" I grinned He looked worried, then realised that I knew he needed his mum to smooth it out for him, he just hugged me, cried a little more and told me that Mum would want us to be happy. I agreed trying not to show him my tears either, then he said: "If you need to cry Dad, I'm always there, but I think Rachel might know what to say more than me...She seems like she would help" I was stunned, I knew that this was his way of showing his approval too, I thanked him and he smiled before saying;

"Can I play on my Play Station for a while?"

"No go to bed!!" I laughed, "School tomorrow"

He just grinned said good night and went out of my study.

I sat there reflecting on the last two days, wondering if I could find happiness with the first person I met after Jane, I decided that I would just see what transpired. She seemed to really like us, I knew I thought she was fantastic, but she was so much unlike Jane, yet in many ways they were very similar, the kids loved her, my closest friends thought she was great, and I thought she was good for me too.

The next three weeks were great and we began to get closer by the day often having tea together and she twice dropped Alice round on the Thursday when she had to work evenings, I said Alice could stay, but she said she would pop around to check on her anyway, but the first twice she went home. She always said this with a grin, and I always hoped she was really coming to see me too!!!! The third Thursday this happened I had decided to work whilst waiting for her to arrive, there was food in the kitchen waiting for her, so I decided to concentrate on finishing the bones of a large bid my company was working on. Spring was beginning to take hold now, and after an hour or two, I decided to take a short break and decided to step outside to get some fresh air. The night was still slightly cool for this time of year, but the bright star-filled sky was irresistible. Leaning back against the wall I stood there drinking in the freshness of the country air and just enjoying the quietness of the evening, I started to remember the night Jane and I had sat out here enjoying the view wrapped in thick jumpers just thankful that we had such a great view and I sighed softly. "I can still remember when we would sit and hold my hand out here" and I thought to myself, "I wonder if I can ever be so happy again." Shaking my head and moving back inside to finish up, the images of both Jane and Rachel rushed around my head and I decided to call it a night and wait for her to arrive. Picturing her face when she arrived, I couldn't help but smile in anticipation.

I heard her car pulling up the driveway, and smiled softly as I realised that for the first time in a long time, I was excited to hear her arrive, because we were rapidly falling deeply in love. Entering the house and dropping her bags, I smiled at the look of happiness on her face. 

"You're back earlier than I thought. Something happen?" I smiled happily.

Pulling me into her arms and kissing me long and hard, she grinned widely and nodded my head. "Yes. I missed you." 

Staring at her in amasement for a moment, both surprised and very touched that she would leave early to be with me I finally found my voice, asking;-

"B-b-but what about the practise? Didn't you have to stay late tonight?" 

She just smiled, and after asking whether Alice was Ok, she began running her fingers lightly down the front of my trousers, then said with a Wicked grin, "I had a more pressing matter here that required my immediate and thorough attention." 

Groaning, my eyes closed, as she pressed closer, giving up any resistance. Teasing me slowly, enjoying my every reaction, she ran her fingers up and down the length of my shaft through my trousers, her fingertips moulding its shape and caressing it until I shuddered against her, my hands digging into her shoulders. Smiling, she took my hand and led me down up to the bedroom, a thrill of excitement coursing through my body as I let her take control.

Turning to face me, she quickly stripped off my clothing, her hands impatient to feel my naked body. Running her fingertips lovingly over me, she stepped back and shook her head as I reached for the buttons on her blouse. 

" Not yet my darling. I'm not ready to undress yet." 

My eyes glowed with the excitement that my whole body was feeling, and I readily fell in with the game she was playing as she moved my hands behind my back. "What's the penalty for disobeying?" I grinned.

Thinking for a moment, she smiled and held the end of my shaft with her slender fingertips. 

"A 30 minute delay of your satisfaction for every infraction." 

Swallowing hard, I nodded in acceptance and she laughed. Already knowing me well enough know it wouldn't be long until I tested the limits. Moving behind me and massaging my shoulder, she let her fingers trail down my arms, her fingertips barely touching my skin in a teasing caress. Sliding them over my hands, which were still clasped behind me, I felt myself shudder, my fingers tightening into fists as her hands encircled my wrists. Leaning close to my body, she whispered seductively, "Shall we make a bet on how long these hands stay put?" 

Shaking my head, I pressed back against her, my fingers tickling her abdomen and she laughed softly in surprise, 

"That's once my darling. Shall we try for twice?" 

Slipping around to stand in front of me, she placed soft kisses along my jaw line, down the side of my neck and across my collarbone. Slowly kissing down over my chest, she was not surprised when my fingers slid through her hair, pulling her closer. Looking up at me and grinning, she laughed softly as I immediately let go and put my hands behind me once again. An unmistakable twinkle in her eyes as I stared back at her the picture of innocence. 

"That's sixty darling...careful." 

Moving across the room to the dresser, she opened her bag and smiled as she heard my low groan. Taking out a silk scarf, she motioned for me to come forward. Crossing the room slowly, I stopped in front of her and turned my back without being asked, my breathing coming a little more rapidly. Sliding the silk over my shoulders, she let it roll over my arms and wrists, then lifted it and placed it over my eyes and tied it securely behind my head. 

Shuddering and groaning loudly, I stood quietly as she ran her fingers over my back, her nails scraping over my backside slightly as she slipped a finger between my buttocks and slowly ran it up and down. My hands slid down and grabbed hers to pull them away and she laughed delightedly. 

"Ninety minutes darling. You are in a hurry tonight." 

Pressing my wrists against my back, she moved me toward the bed and gave me a little shove so that I fell face down across it. Putting my hands out to stop my fall, I groaned as I realised what I'd done and immediately put them behind me once again. "Mmmm let me see now, that would be two hours am I right?" she whispered. "You are feeling playful." 

Groaning in protest and wishing I hadn't divulged this fantasy to her during an earlier heated phone conversation, I shifted on the bed. 

"That was not fair and sooner or later I will have my revenge." I groaned

Laughing, she knelt beside me on the bed. "You have to survive the two hours first darling. On your back, arms and legs spread wide for me." 

Shifting position and getting comfortable, I did as I was ordered, my body trembling anticipating what was to come. Smiling to herself as she moved about the room getting what she needed, I could hear and feel her breathing start to quicken with excitement, a heated flush flowing over her body. 

Kneeling beside me on the bed, she took one of the silk scarves and looped it around my left wrist then tied it lightly to the corner of the headboard. Trailing her fingers down my arm, she moved down my body to secure my left ankle to the corner of the footboard and then moved across to finish tying me to the bed. Looking up at her I watched in fascination as she stared down at my helplessly spread body, I could see her body tingle with arousal as she smiled down at me. Although she was acting out a fantasy for me, I loved the way I was able to watch the passion and sensuality of the moment flow through her, it was amazing I was sure that I could actually smell her pussy as it grew wetter as she watched me pull on my bonds and test their security. 

Stripping off her clothing slowly, tantalisingly revealing her beautiful body, she knelt between my thighs and ran her fingers up and down them lightly, teasingly brushing her fingertips over my balls and throbbing shaft. Moving up to straddle my hips, she leaned forward to kiss me, softly at first then more deeply as I thrust my hips and hard dick against her. Kissing along the side of my jaw, she laughed as I groaned, my body shaking as her tongue found the sensitive spot along the top of my shoulder. 

Flicking her tongue back and forth, she nipped the skin gently and smiled as my body jerked beneath me. Kissing her way down my chest, she slowly swirled her tongue around my nipples and bit them gently, a flush of excitement flowing through me as I groaned low with pleasure. Taking her time and thoroughly teasing my nipples, she lowered the warm wetness of her pussy against me and slowly moved back and forth coating my cock. 

Her body shuddered beneath mine as the head of my cock brushed over her clit and she laughed softly at my low tortured groan as it slid just into the warmth of her pussy before she pulled back again, frustrating me again. Kissing and licking down over my stomach, she hesitated just above my cock, her breath flowing over the tip. Smiling as my hips shook, she slowly swirled her tongue around the head, teasing it before taking the length of my cock into her mouth. Tightening her lips around it and starting to stroke up and down, she swirled her tongue around the head and took it a little deeper into her mouth each time. 

Moving faster, her body trembled beneath me as low groans of pleasure rose from me as her lips thrust toward me. Pulling back and licking the drops of precum off of my cock, she moved off the bed, my low groan of frustration music to her ears. Leaning over the bed she whispered, 

"Don't go away. I'll be right back." 

Slipping from the room she headed for the kitchen to get what she was looking for, I couldn't help but allow myself a half smile as I thought and dreamt of what she was about to do, so far she had interpreted my fantasy wonderfully. Moving quietly down the landing to the bedroom, Rachel stopped in the doorway and watched me for long moments. The muscles tensed in her arms and thighs as I pulled on the ties around my wrists and ankles but my cock was still beautifully hard. Moving up beside the bed, she ran her fingers very lightly over my cock and smiled as my body arched up my breath hissing out in surprise. 

Kneeling beside me, she ran her fingers lightly over my chest and pinched my nipples. 

"Mmmm easy darling, you've got a long time to go before I'm done with you." 

Opening the container she brought back with her, she lifted one dripping wet, ice cold peach slice and lowered it over my chest. My body trembled with shock as she swirled it around my nipple then leaned forward to flick her tongue back and forth, cleaning up every drop of the sweet juice. Groaning loudly, my body trembling with need, I strained at the ties around my wrists. "Oh God! That's not playing by the rules." 

Laughing softly, she took another slice and ran it around my other nipple. "Who said I believed in rules?" she laughed

Swirling her tongue round my nipple again, she took another slice and parting her thighs, slowly ran it up and down the folds of her pussy. Lifting it to my lips, she fed it to me and smiled as my groan of pleasure, her soft scent and delicate taste wafted over me. Swirling my tongue around her fingers, I sucked them deeper into my mouth and licked off every drop. 

Picking up the container she tipped it slightly and let a stream of the cold juice run down onto my chest, a wicked grin on her face as it slowly trickled down over my abdomen. Licking down over my chest, she swirled her tongue down over my stomach, a low groan rising from me as she moved steadily toward my cock. Pulling back and reaching for the container once again, she heard my sharp gasp as I anticipated what was coming. Smiling, she lifted another peach slice and held it over my hard cock, a few drops of juice falling onto it. 

Gasping with shock, her back arched as a low moan escaped from me. Collapsing back against the bed, my body trembled as I twisted against the ties holding me and tried to pull free. Grinning to herself, she lowered the peach slice and slowly ran it around the head of my cock. Moaning softly, she took me deeper into her mouth and flicked her tongue over the head of my cock occasionally. Looking up at me, she smiled as she could see me tugging frantically on the ties around my wrists. SHE picked up the container and said in a low voice, "I hope you're ready for what comes next." 

"Oh God no!" I groaned in protest and she laughed as my whole body tensed in anticipation. Lifting the container, she tipped it and let the cold juice trickle down onto my hard throbbing cock. Arching up off the bed, my whole body shook as she quickly took my cock into her mouth. Stroking the base with her fingertips, she swirled her tongue around the head as my cock started to throb and pulse. Groaning loudly with my release, my hips thrust toward her mouth and pushed my cock deeper into her throat. Pulling back slowly, she swirled her tongue up the length of my cock as it slid from between her lips. 

Reaching back, she released the ties around my hands and ankles, and then moved up to straddle my chest. Slipping the blindfold off, she moved farther up my chest and pressed the wet heat of her pussy against my lips. Breathing in the scent of her arousal, I groaned softly and pressed against me. She moaned softly as my tongue slid forward to circle her clit, the tip of my tongue probing it gently. Her hand moved to the headboard and she moaned louder as my tongue probed into her wet opening and pressed against me firmly. Rocking her hips slightly, her thighs parted wider and she pressed her body harder against my mouth, it was then that I found another shock, somehow she had inserted a slice of peach into her pussy, it was still cold and was such an erotic contrast to the heat her body was generating. She wriggled her pussy around on my face as I licked and probed her clit and ate the juice-covered fruit. My tongue moved her inner thighs. Her legs were open as she straddled my face, but I pushed them wider. Her hair was exquisitely trimmed as if for a bikini. I licked around her hair and then went to her outer lips once more. My tongue explored her. Her breath had a sudden intake and then she moaned as my tongue delved into her; first the wet sidewalls, then my tongue penetrated her vagina with quick in and outs. She lifted herself on her hands so that my tongue went beyond her vagina to almost her asshole. I licked and she screamed, "God, I can't help it...finish me...please."




Life after Death Ch. 05



Her head fell back as low moan rose in her throat and her thighs quivered as the sensations ran through her body. Arching her back, a loud cry escaped as her climax started to peak, the cry turning to a squeal of surprise as she felt my hands grasp her hips and I pulled her backward. Falling back onto the bed, her surprised laughter turned to a moan of dismay as I lowered myself on top of her and pinned me firmly to the bed. A mischievous twinkle in my eye, I grinned down at her but said nothing as I took the ties from the foot of the bed, spread her wrists wide and tied them down securely. 

Moving down her body, I parted her thighs and wrapped a tie around each ankle. Bending her knees and pulling them back toward her shoulders, I tied them securely to the footboard, leaving me flat on her back, her knees bent and her thighs widely spread. Looking up at me warily, her body shuddered in anticipation and she groaned loudly as she saw me reach for the container on the nightstand. 

Looking down at her and smiling, I set the bowl down on her stomach and chuckled as she shuddered from the cold. Leaning down, I kissed me gently and her lips moved over mine as I slowly deepened the kiss until her tongue swirled sensuously against mine. Finally pulling back, I trailed soft kisses along her jaw and nibbled at her neck as she moaned softly in anticipation of the teasing yet to come. Laughing at the shudders passing through her body, I nipped lightly at her nipples. "Getting excited a little early aren't we? I'm just starting." 

Biting her lip as my tongue swirled around her nipple, her back arched as another shudder passed through her. Running my fingers lightly over her pussy she whimpered, "Oh but you're so hot. I think we need to cool you off." 

Opening her mouth to protest, a loud cry escaped and quickly grew to a shriek as the cold liquid ran down over her swollen clit. She could feel it trickling down over her pussy and pooling beneath her hips, the sensation arousing her even more. Grinning wickedly, I knelt between her thighs and slowly licked my way up and down the folds of her pussy. Swirling my tongue around her clit, I pulled it into my mouth and bit it gently. Arching up, a near scream rising from her, her whole body shuddered and hung just this side of orgasm. Grinning, I reached into the bowl and pulled out a peach slice. Her gase holding mine I lowered it and ran it up and down her pussy. 

Gasping from the sensation, her hips writhed against the sheets as I circled her clit then slid the peach lower to push it into her pussy. Taking up another slice and grinning I repeated the teasing over and over until the bowl was empty. Leaning over her body, her lips covered mine in a deep sensuous kiss, my hand caressing her pussy lightly. Slowly moving lower, I kissed and nibbled my way over her breasts, my soft tongue swirling around her nipples and nearly sending her over the edge. Nipping and kissing over her abdomen, I hesitated just above her clit and grinned wickedly, her eyes glowing with excitement. 

Kissing and nibbling at the tender skin of her inner thighs, my breath flowed over her clit and she moaned loudly as her body shuddered with need. Sliding my hand sunder her hips and lifting me slightly, my lips pressed against her opening and she felt my tongue slide forward to probe deeply. Drawing out the peach slices, my tongue probed deeper and deeper as her hips shuddered and writhed beneath me. 

Her soft cries quickly grew more intense, her back arching as the sensations built and as my tongue swept the last piece of fruit from her pussy, her body stiffened with release. Tightening her grip, I pulled me hard against my mouth, my tongue cleaning every drop of her sweet juices. Pulling back, I released the ties holding her, and pulled her into my arms and kissed her deeply. Looking down at her, I grinned and winked "Now that's the type of bed time snack a man can really get used to." 

I grabbed a pillow and lifted her and placed it beneath her hips. She was now fully exposed to me and positioned so that I could penetrate her to the fullest. I took her legs and put them above my arms as I slowly slid into her. She was wet and moaning. For minutes I moved in and out, each time driving deeper into her. I felt her vagina pulsating, squeesing my penis as I penetrated her. The rhythm became more intense as Rachel's body craved release; and I was not far behind. 

Suddenly Rachel gasped, "I'm coming." That guttural scream of primal passion was the final switch. We came together-Rachel's body tried to get me deeper into her and my body tried to penetrate her even more. Rachel cried my named and clutched at me. It was a moment of passion that I thought I could only ever experience with Jane, I was stunned at the intensity of this reaction.

Eventually, the lust left us exhausted. I turned Rachel's body so she was facing away from me and then moved my body into her back like a spoon. My fingers lightly played with her nipples and her hands covered my hands encouraging the touching. I said, "One of my faults is that I don't say how I feel. I don't want this to pass without me telling you that it was wonderful. You are beautiful-you and your body. Thank you for sharing it. I hope you enjoyed the experience, and I want to promise you that I will never do anything but cherish your beauty and as long as you will let me. This may be too early to say these things to you, but I cant help how the last few days have made me feel"

Rachel smiled and said softly, "I never talked about sex with my ex. Sometimes I came and sometimes I didn't, but I never told him. I couldn't, there were times he could be very cruel. What you just did to me was wonderful; I can't describe the feelings of my body as you caressed and made love to me. And then you were in me and I could feel your penis pulsating and my vagina trying to clutch you and the world ended. It can never be better than that." She looked deeply into my eyes and I knew that she had been hurt very badly at some time in her life, now was not the time to ask but I vowed that I would know as much as she would share and that we could begin to heal each other over time.

I continued to rub her breasts, her shoulders, and her stomach as the comfortable silence filled the room. She occasionally took my hands and squeezed them before directing them to some other part of her body that needed attention.

At some point I felt my body start to react to this sensual touching. My erection, if not at full length, was coming back. I moved closer to Rachel positioning my penis between her legs and started moving up and down searching for the opening. I felt Rachel as she moved her body to permit access. As my penis found her tunnel my fingers found her clit. I moved into her and played softly with her clit. Her cheeks moved in rhythm with me as I pushed deeper and deeper into her. My fingers teased her faster. She came in a series of thrusts as she tried to get more of me. Her second climax was less than the first, but maybe more filling. But I will never know. I did the typical male thing; while still in her, I fell asleep. 



Life after Death Ch. 06



I woke up in the morning to an empty bed. The clock said six o'clock, I heard the toilet flush and Rachel walked into the room. She was still naked; she was so beautiful with her dark hair still tousled and that just woken up look. Standing next to the bed and said, "I have to go and get ready for work. Will you be ok?"

I replied, "Of course. I need to get the kids ready and as I am I'm working from home today, I'll take Alice to school for you... just take it easy and get yourself ready to go to work"

Rachel leaned over and kissed me before saying, "Everything that happened last night was wonderful for me. You were wonderful, and I am sorry that I didn't finish your fantasy; I became selfish and stopped earlier than you had talked about on the phone. I am sorry, I'll do it right next time." She looked away almost worried how I would react and suddenly I could see she was worried that I would react in the same way her ex husband used.

I protested, "That's not true Rachel. You were fantastic; it was better than I ever imagined it could be. Making love with you last night was so amazing, smiling I tried to pull her closer to me to show her again how great I thought she was in bed."

Rachel ignored me. She pulled the sheet down covering my body and straddled my knees. My erection had already started to grow. She cupped my balls and played with them. Her tongue licked the pre-cum from the tip. She copied my action of the night before by pulling a pillow from the bed and pushed it under my backside so that I was more fully exposed to her. Her tongue went down my shaft and then her mouth encircled one of my balls and then the other. She licked them and went lower; her tongue played with the bottom of my balls to the start of my asshole. I had never had that happen to me before, and the erotic feeling was intense. I gasped, "Rachel, you're killing me."

Her mouth came back to my penis. She looked up at me and I saw her; dark eyes, beautiful breasts with nipples erect and swollen. Her mouth swallowed me. Her motion began, but her deep green eyes continued to stare into my eyes; her mouth went up to the tip of me and then took me down into the depths of her throat. I felt myself coming and whimpered a warning. She ignored it. I came with a violent first spurt of cum deep into her mouth. She swallowed and I gave her more. She took it all; none escaped her mouth.

She kissed and licked my softening shaft, almost cooing compliments of how great it felt in her mouth, gasping I asked to turn her body round and let me reach her body, although she had still not stopped paying my balls and shaft attention I wanted to be close to her too. To my surprise she never took her mouth away from me, but what she did next took me by surprise, she manoeuvred herself onto my chest moving her gorgeous pussy over my face, I stared into the folds of her sweet pussy, and just as I was reaching my tongue out to lap her clit, she raised herself up slightly and her hand slid between us and spread it wide for me to see just how wet she was. I could resist tracing the out line of her delicious hole with my tongue and pressing against her nubbin with my tongue with each flick and lick, I felt her twitch deep inside telling me that I was reaching my desired goal.

Suddenly she gave up all pretence of licking me back to full strength and raised herself up on her arm s and began to grind her self against my willing mouth, moaning to herself that this was the best way to start the day. I began to harden again and my dick was being flicked as her gorgeous breasts swayed from side to side rubbing her hard nipples against my tender flesh. She became aware of this about the same time as I did, and began to deliberately flick my cock end with her nipples as she fucked my face. I began to feel her start to shudder as I licked her clit and probed her pussy with my tongue. I couldn't here her cum, because she had clamped my head firmly between her thighs as she rode my tongue but I knew when she sank her mouth back down on to my shaft that she was close. I had been stroking her arse and caressing her anus while she sat on my face but, as she started to writhe in her passion I began to insert pressure there, and gently began to insert my index finger into her tight bum hole. Nothing more than letting her know I was in her. Instead of pulling away she went crazy and her body shook and shuddered as I fingered her tight arsehole. Suddenly her orgasm washed over her as wave after wave surged through her body and after what seemed like forever, she rolled off me panting and moaning she had never cum as hard as that so quickly.

I just moaned in agreement, telling her that I was amazing she was, I didn't care that I hadn't cum again all that mattered was that she been satisfied. We were both silent for a while, cuddling and enjoying each other's touch. I looked at the time and realised that we needed to get ready for work. "I'm going to take a shower before waking the kids." I got up from the bed and kissed her on the cheek. I didn't look at Rachel as I headed for the en-suite. I knew she was still lying on the bed. The door to the bathroom was sliding wooden pocket door, turning to slide it shut, I saw Rachel go by, headed down out onto the landing towards the stairs. I undressed and started the shower, I loved this en-suite, which was done in a cream and black coloured marble. The shower had two glass walls, framed in brass. It stood next to the bathtub, in such a way that there was an unobstructed view from one to the other.

The shower was starting to heat up. I never figured out if it was because the room was joined to the bedroom, or because of what we cleaned the mirrors with, but the bathroom mirror didn't ever fog up no matter how long you ran the shower. I opened the door and the sound of the water was louder. I entered the shower and relished in the feeling of the warm water covering my satisfied body. It felt good to wash off the juices from our lovemaking, however spectacular they might have been, it still felt so good to cleanse my body again. As I stood there under the hot spray, Rachel was, of course, on my thoughts. I thought about how I felt about her. The more I thought about her, the more I knew I was falling deeply in love with her and as I thought of her the more erect I became. I started imagining that she was lying in the bathtub and we were watching each other through the glass. I faced the tub and, in my mind, I could see her naked body. Her legs were spread slightly and her right hand was between them. Her fingertips were starting to caress her pussy. I started stroking my dick as I created the image in my mind. I had a pretty good rhythm going, so much so that what happened next didn't register with me straight away.

With a bump, the heavy door slid fully open. Rachel was standing there, looking at me. I was so surprised that I didn't stop stroking myself right away. I also didn't immediately recognise that she was smiling at me. She had just caught me masturbating although less than ten minute earlier we had been pleasuring each other. More importantly at that moment was that she seemed to be enjoying watching me. I guess I was so shocked by the realisation slowly crossing my brain that it took me a few more seconds to realise that she was still totally naked. The body I had been imagining lying in the playing with herself in my bathtub was now on display in front of me again. When I realised this, I became harder still as she slowly walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She glided toward the shower door. Normally, the embarrassment of being caught masturbating would have been enough to make me lose my erection. At least, I would have stopped stroking. Not this time. The situation was unfolding slowly, almost dreamlike, and I was powerless to change anything I was doing. I continued stroking as she opened the shower door. Her voice was clear and cheery when she spoke.

"That looks like fun. Can I join you sweety?"

I still can't believe I stood there, holding my erection, in front of Rachel, listening to her. I was so turned on by what was unfolding between us, that my eyes were not drawn to her breasts, not to the juncture of her thighs covered in dark brown hair, but to her face. It took me a second or two to grin, 

"Yes, ofcourse."

Her smile became even brighter as she stepped into the shower. The water started to bead on her breasts as she closed the door. The sound of the door closing made me hornier than ever. The two of us were in the shower, after such great early morning sex made this seem so special, so intimate. I was hard and still stroking myself, as this realisation flowed across my distracted brain, I abruptly removed my hand.

"Don't stop. I like watching you. Please carry on darling." 

She hugged her naked body to mine, feeling the warmth of her body, the smoothness of her skin, the hard bumps of her nipples pressing into my chest. My erection was sandwiched between our stomachs. I could feel her pubic hair against the bottom of my shaft and my balls. We felt somehow closer than we had ever been before. She put her arms around my neck as I instinctively placed my arms around her shapely waist finally coming to rest on her lovely bottom.

Her skin glistened as the water cascaded over our bodies, mesmerised by the sight of the water flowing through the thick channel between her lovely breasts, looking into each other's eyes, she leaned up to my face and closed her eyes as I softly bent down and pressing my lips to hers. The feeling was electric as our lips touched; my erection was throbbing, as if trying to bury itself in her stomach, teasingly she ground herself against me, the warm water adding to my already heightened state. I lovingly opened my lips a little, pressing my tongue through them to tease her lips. To my pleasure her lips opened and she sucked my tongue into her mouth. I was exploring the inside of her mouth, our tongues locked into a wrestling match. She began to slide up and down a little. The effect was to stroke my dick with her wet stomach. A moan escaped her mouth, the sound muffled by my mouth. After a few minutes, our mouths parted. We gazed at each other, smiling, a little out of breath.

"I can feel how hard you are," she breathed.

I smiled and stroked the slopes of her breasts and said;

"I can't help it. Seeing you, feeling you... After what we have just done, my dick has a plan of its own." 

What she did next was yet another surprise, she grasped my right hand with her left and delicately wrapped my hand around my throbbing shaft. Guiding my hand in an up-and-down motion as she looked deeply into my eyes and said, 

"I want to watch you," 

With an expression that sounded so desperate it was almost pained. Then she turned us both around so her back was against the corner seat in the shower.

Sitting down, she effortlessly extended her legs so each one was parallel to a shower wall. She was spread in a 90-degree angle, with the apex her dark-haired pussy. Seeing this, I remembered how she had told me that she had studied gymnastics when she was growing up. She was apparently still quite flexible. Next, her left hand folded around her right breast and her right hand descended to her lower lips. She gently caressed her slick breast, squeezing the hard nipple between her fingers. Her other hand was sliding up and down along her exquisite pussy, pausing at the top ever so often to draw circles over her clit. My mouth hung open as I watched my lover masturbate herself in front of me. She brought me back to reality with;

"Please, I want to watch you too my love."

I gripped my dick harder and started stroking myself rhythmically. The fact she was seated meant that her breasts were level of my dick. She had an excellent view of what I was doing and she was obviously enjoying it immensely bending forward she just kissed the tip as I stroked. God, it was so erotic, just a single kiss that's all, was driving me mad. I was torn between watching her one hand manipulate her breast, and her other play and caress her pussy. I must have looked strange with my eyes darting from her breast to her pussy, as my eyes moved up and down to take in both sights. As my excitement grew, I reached down with my left hand to join her in fondling her right breast tweaking her nipple as she played with the rest. When she realised what I was doing, she moved her hand to her left side and mirrored my movements, as she moved she leant forward this time, lightly licking the end of my shaft this time. The position wasn't the easiest for her, but this way both of her breasts were getting full attention. Her eyes closed a little as we mutually pleasured each other and ourselves.

"I'm starting to get close," I said, almost grunting. The vision before me was making it difficult to last any longer.

"Me, too," she said, almost groaning. Her voice was growing in pitch as her fingers spent more time over her clit, now only straying down to her opening every five or six strokes and her fingers pinching her swollen nipple.

I wanted to be sure she understood what was about to happen. I didn't want to startle her. "I'm about to shoot off."

"On my tits lover!! I need to feel your cum on me, cum for me Babe, splash your hot cum on me!!!!" she moaned at me.

I wanted to reply, but my dick spoke for me. Hearing her words was all it took to drive me over the edge. I was pretty worked up after the earlier session we had had together. I grunted softly as I felt my body tense up for the explosion, my first spurt leapt from the end of my dick so hard, that I felt like I was turning inside out. It landed on her lovely body, draping from the right side of her throat across the top of her milky smooth breasts to lay in the valley between her them. I think I jerked with the throes of my orgasm, because the next rope of sperm landed on her face, across her mouth. Her mouth was open, her eyes almost closed as she moaned. The feeling of my sperm shooting onto her body had pushed her over the orgasmic cliff as well. Her tongue darted out and tasted the sperm that had landed on her lower lip.

Seeing her tasting me gave renewed strength to the next spurt leaving my body for hers. This one hit from her nose, across her mouth to her left breast and hand. I was still stroking madly, but otherwise out of it. I felt as if I was watching the scene from a distance. I don't know what was more pleasurable - the intense orgasm I was having, or watching her orgasm and shudders intensify as each spurt hit her naked body. Finally, the spurting was reduced to a dribble. She seemed to really be enjoying my cum, reaching out with her tongue to claim as much as she could and using her delicate finger to gather the rest off her face. So I leaned forward and wiped the last from the end of my shaft onto her lips. Her tongue immediately darted out to claim the gift. She looked up at me, smiling through the lines of cum from her body that were starting to be washed away by what spray wasn't shielded by my own body.

"Wow, that was amazing" I said, really breathless this time.

"Yeah," she added laughing, her eyes twinkling with warmth.

That was about as coherent as either of us could be at that moment. The hand on her pussy was now moving slowly, as if massaging her lips. I wondered if the puddle on the seat was her cum, my cum or the spray from the showerhead. Probably a mixture of all three, I just stood there, taking in the delicious sight of her naked body as the spray danced off her. The room could have been on fire and I wouldn't have known. I just wanted to be with her. She was looking up at me, obviously having a similar experience. It was almost five minutes before either of us spoke.

"Do you want to clean up?" I asked her.

"I suppose we should, as long as I'm in the shower," she said with an almost coy laugh.

I extended my hand to help her up and helped her under the spray, then picked up the flannel and soaped it, starting at her neck, I began to clean away the remnants of what I had deposited on her, most of it had washed away, but I was taking great delight in washing her body. My right hand held the flannel and washed, my left following along to touch and caress. I worked my way down the outside of each arm, then back up the inside. When I finished, I took a really long time cleaning her breasts. I rubbed her nipples with the soft cloth. By the way she was reacting, she obviously liked getting really clean. I washed her stomach, because I know I had leaked a lot of precum all over her there. Then, I turned her body and lovingly washed her back. The feeling of her soapy buttock against my groin and shaft was getting me hard again.

"Someone is ready to play again," she sighed as she felt my dick between her legs, pressing up against the crack of her bum.

My hands were now caressing the globes of her bottom. After I had thoroughly soaped that part of her body, I stepped back and turning her round to face me once more, I knelt down so I could really pay attention to ensure her pussy was really clean. I was now completely erect as I "cleaned" her pussy, washing over the lips and hair first, parting her lips with my left hand, I expected her to jump but she just sighed and then moaned, and as I washed - first with the flannel and then with my fingers. Although, she did jump a little when my fingertip passed over her clit. I reached behind me and into the spray and rinsed the soap from my right hand, running my extended middle finger up and down her slit. After about 30 seconds or so, I changed the angle of my finger and entered her. She almost hissed my name, groaning and grinding her mons against my hand. I couldn't believe how hot and wet she was. As I stroked in and out a few times, then withdrew the finger, I looked up into her eyes, and stuck my finger in my mouth to taste of her. 

"Your dick jumped when you did that," She grinned.

"I like the taste. I guess it got me even more excited," I replied.

"I didn't think you could get any more excited." Rachel was looking directly at my shaft now, I went back to washing her, enjoying the feel of sliding my hands up and down her shapely legs as my face stayed even with her pussy. I was trying to memorise how she looked there. I knew how deeply I was falling in love with her and I wanted to be able to remember this moment when I was fantasising about her in the future. Once I had washed her legs, I had her lift one up so I could delicately wash her foot. Then she shifted position and lifted the other foot. It amazed me how her lips as her legs moved and I found myself needing to kiss her there as I washed, just butterfly kisses to let her know how she was making me feel.

I stood up, reluctantly, when I finished. I did manage to rub as much of my body as possible against her wet skin on the way up. I could see it in her face that she liked it too, when my dick slid along her pussy.

"My turn," she said slowly and seductively. She took the towel from me and washed my chest. It felt so good to have her hands on me like that. Between the feel of her hands and the sight of her tits bobbing as she worked, I was mesmerised. She took care of one arm, then the other. Next, she hugged me as she bathed my back and ass. As she passed the washcloth between the cheeks of my ass, I held her tighter. "Oh, so you like that. I'll have to remember that." Now it was her turn to kneel in front of me. She came face to face with my full erection and softly said, "Oh, wow. Your precum is actually flowing out. I've never seen a you this excited before."

"What do you expect? I was being fondled by you," I offered.

"Flattery will get you laid," she promised.

She took my dick in her hand and sucked on the end, as if drinking my precum. It was a small flow, but enough to form a continuous stream from my tip to the shower floor. She only suckled on it for a few seconds, then took it out of her mouth to bathe me. I wouldn't have believed anyone could handle me there so gently. It was as if she was cradling a newborn kitten. She was so delicate and my dick was relishing the attention. I thought at one point that I would cum on her again and we would have to start cleaning up all over again. She washed and stroked, then help my dick up as her other hand cleaned my balls. Reaching back further, she scrubbed towards my ass. She again passed the washcloth over my opening, feeling my dick jump in her hand as she did it. After she giggled without looking up, she worked on my legs, then my feet. When she was finished, she put the washcloth on the seat behind me and stood up. Taking a clue from me, she rubbed against my body on the way up, but continued rubbing up and down when she was standing. "Mmmm, this feels even better than using my hands."




Life after Death Ch. 06



"Yesss," I agreed.

We rinsed off in the spray of the shower, and then I turned it off and opened the door. Even with a shower that long, the mirror hadn't fogged up. I reached for one of the fluffy white towels and held it up as she stepped out of the shower. I dried her as thoroughly as I had bathed her. She took the towel from me and returned the favour. When we were both clean and dry, I expected to step out of the bathroom and get dressed. She wasn't finished with me yet. She looked up at me, put her arms around my neck, and began stepping backwards, pulling me with her, until her ass cheeks gently bumped the sink unit, I was mesmerised as I watched her cute bum in the mirror from over her shoulder.

She smiled sexily, took her arms from around my neck and lowered them to the edge of the counter. She lifted herself onto the countertop so she was sitting on the very edge, with her pussy barely hanging over the edge. She leaned back against the mirror and supported herself on her hands. Then she lifted her legs and spread them, one on either side, until she was almost doing a split on the counter. Silently, I whispered a prayer of thanks for her suppleness and the fact she still exercised regularly. I moved forward, my dick pointing the way so I wouldn't get lost. As I took the last step to press the end of my drooling dick against her lips, she reached with her right hand to guide me. Manipulating my dick to pull apart her wet lips, then pointing me a little further down until I felt the wet opening. We both sighed, almost groaned. Her grip relaxed and she only lightly guided as I pressed my hips forward, entering her sweet soaking passage. She was always tighter than I expected, but her wetness took care of any problems with the fit. I slid in slowly, relishing in every detail of our coupling and growing passion. As I got deeper, she removed her hand and used both arms to support herself, she pushed her groin towards me. 

"You're so deep," she almost whispered. "I think I can feel you against my cervix."

I could feel her getting even wetter. We were definitely going to make a mess on the bathroom floor when I finally withdrew from her. I started up a slow rhythm, not too fast. I had already cum so the desperate urge had been somewhat relieved. This was an ideal position, allowing me to penetrate deeply. My dick, even so recently satisfied, was quickly getting ready to explode again, I couldn't believe we had done so much this morning and it wasn't even 7am yet.

"You're so tight and I'm going in so deep like this,. I'm not sure how long I can last like this," I warned her. I didn't want to cum right away. I could usually last a long time, especially working on my second orgasm in such a short space of time. But with all the emotion and the sheer eroticism of the moment, and combined with the pleasure of this position, I was on track too quickly for her.

"Don't worry about it. I want it hard and fast. I want to go to work with your cum inside me. Just fill me. Later tonight, come over to my house and you can take your time and make me scream."

As if her words had not been enough to speed up the inevitable, I looked down and watched my dick sliding in and out of her pussy. I loved watching her lips pull against me as I pulled out, then getting squashed as I thrust into her again. The motions of her soft lips only added to the feelings of fucking her, looking up and seeing her breasts moving, almost bouncing with the back-and-forth motion. Her face was a mixture of pure joy and happiness mixed with the ecstasy of our combined passion. As impossible as I would have thought it, she was enjoying this as much as I was. My arms around her waist, her legs now wrapped around my lower back, being able to watch the scene in the mirror behind her - it was all too much. She let out a groan as began to prepare to explode. It would only be a matter of a few more strokes before I came. Rachel could feel my dick starting to throb and pulse inside her body. 

"Don't hold back. I want it inside me. I want to feel it shooting. Please..."

I thrust as deep as I could. She cried out my name as my arms crushed her against me as I felt spurt after spurt let loose inside her. She was moaning now, telling me how great it was and that she was cumming again and again.

We held each other for two or three minutes, not looking at each other. My head was over her shoulder, hers against my shoulder. I studied our reflection in the mirror. We were both catching our breath. I felt her stir so I shifted, started to pull away.

"Nooo," she moaned when she realised my dick was slipping out of her. Just as I slipped free, Rachel slid back a little. She shifted until her pussy was on the counter. The mixture of our fluids oozed out of her pussy and made a milky white puddle on the countertop. The soft dark hair that met her smooth of her pussy was saturated and matted with the thick liquid, which was the mixture of what both of our bodies had produced. It was something we made together. It was the result of our coupling. 

"A lot came out, didn't it? I can feel it on my bottom," she laughed almost shyly.

"Yeah. I like watching it leak out of your pussy."

"I think I need to clean up again in the shower. At least my bottom half!!" she giggled.

"Sorry," I offered.

"Don't be. It was worth it," she replied, grinning. She started to get up. I handed her the thick fluffy towel and she wiped her bottom as she stood up. The puddle was still on the countertop. She turned on the shower and quickly washed her pussy and bottom. In two minutes, she was out again, drying herself for the second time. I watched her, feeling myself getting hard again in the process.

"No more, at least until after work," she pleaded.

"I guess I can wait that long," I laughed.

I also took a quick shower, and by the time I had dressed, she had already woken the girls and was busily sorting them breakfast. Tim rose about 10 minutes later and smiled sleepily as he entered the kitchen looking for something to eat. Despite my assurances that I would get the kids ready for school, she stayed and made sure that all three were sorted. I think neither of us wanted that very special morning to come to an end, forcing us back into the routine of our daily lives, and there were lots of private glances and half smiles, that told the other how much last night and this morning had meant to us both.

Around 8.15 I bundled the girls into my car and offered Tim a lift to the bus stop, which he declined as he did every other day that I offered him a lift. Telling me that he liked to walk with his friends and that he would be fine, I double-checked that he had everything he needed, and he gave a look that reminded me so much of his mother. I smiled, reminding myself that he was growing up and thinking also that she would have loved to see her babies growing into adults. 

Driving through the lanes to both schools I found myself reflecting on how Jane would react to my changing life. I knew she had known Rachel, although not well and that she would want us to be happy again and if she had hand picked someone for me, it could not have been more perfect than what I was beginning to feel for Rachel. However, I was feeing obvious pangs of guilt, I didn't want to forget Jane, but I also needed to move on. The girls were happily chatting away in the back, planning what they were going to do after school and were pleased that they were going to spend time with Rachel and her horses. I knew that I had to sort this out in my mind or I would risk hurting too many people especially those I loved most.

I dropped Issy off first and she ran happily into the schoolyard, waving back at us both with a huge smile on her face. It wasn't hard to see her mother in her, when she smiled like that, a constant reminder of how happy we had been. Was it wrong to think I could find it a second time? In the back of my mind, I heard my wife laughing at me, telling me if I screwed up I was a bigger fool than she gave me credit for!! Just as I laughed at my doubts, Alice began;

"Steve?......" "What my lovely?" I responded.

"Are you going to be my new Daddy?"

The question hit me through to the core of my soul. Smiling at her I said that it was to early to tell, but I cared for her and her mum very deeply and hoped her mum felt the same about us. But I could never replace her own Daddy as he loved her very much.

She looked very thoughtful and said;

"Mummy loves you ...she told me yesterday ....you should marry her soon, after all neither of you are getting any younger are you?"

I couldn't help it I laughed out loud and told that we weren't that old, but if it was meant to be then, it would happen. However, I wanted her to know how much I cared and if I could choose another daughter of my own, then it would be a privilege and an honour if I could have her as my daughter too.

She laughed and said, "You're funny!"

And with that the conversation was over and she started telling me about her teacher whose cat had kittens last week. I couldn't believe how she just switched the conversation back to everyday things. I dropped her off at school, and she went off just as happy as Issy had done ten minutes earlier. I made a mental note to talk to her Mum, but also I needed to get a grip on my own emotions and feelings.

I drove home through the lanes back to my home with a definite feeling that my life had changed dramatically in the last 24 hours...

TO BE CONTINUED...



Life after Death Ch. 07



The weirdest thing was that my life had taken such a dramatic turn in the last 5 weeks, I had spent a weekend with a great woman and we had taken time getting to know each other over the following weeks. We found that we seemed to be able to talk for hours but also, as you will have noticed from previous chapters, I had also had some of the best sex I could remember. 

I needed to get to know Rachel better, and how she felt about taking our relationship further, I was enchanted by her and Alice, there was no doubting that. But Issy and Tim had been through so much recently. Jane and I had always agreed that I could do anything with my life after she died, and that she wanted me to find happiness after her death. But she made me promise that whatever I did, would be in all our interests, and that I would safeguard them beyond anything else. Obviously, as a parent I would do that, but it was what we felt in those last months was critical to safeguard our family unit. 

Today, it was easy to rationalise that during the last two years I had not functioned as a whole human being, but even in my darkest hours I had tried to be a good father, I knew that I could never take the place of their mother, but I the fact that I loved them was never in doubt. I always made sure that there was food on the table, the washing and ironing was done, doing everything in my power to ensure that I kept a sense of normality and routine, even if my heart was breaking on the inside. I also tried to balance my business and home life making the children secure in the knowledge that they were my number one priority and that I loved them very deeply. They knew that I was hurting and I made sure how much they understood how I loved their mother and how much she loved them, as I said she had made a tape before she died, and it was always available to them when ever and however often they needed to watch it. She was to be an integral part of their life, but they needed to be secure in her love and not let her death stop them developing as rounded human beings. This was sound advice from a caring and devoted parent, however as you will have seen, I had been almost incapable of following my own counsel during that period.

Miles and Helen, Jane's parents and my own had been fantastic support but until the day when I had the vision about being with Jane again and the chance meeting with Rachel at the dinner party in February I had not seen my need to move on. I had just existed. I had told mys and my own parents about meeting and seeing Rachel, although I hadn't gone into graphic detail about how far we had progressed.

Helen however, was her usual perceptive self and when she called into my office on the pretence of try to get the boss to take out to lunch, I knew I was in for some serious interrogation. My PA knew how close she was to us, and always greeted her as if she was family, which meant that as long as I was not in a meeting, she walked into my office unannounced. 

"Darling boy, its Friday and I need a very long and expensive lunch and Sarah just told me you have nothing in your diary for the rest of the day, so you can spare time to take me to Rudolfo's for lunch. Miles dropped me off and you can take me home later, so I can have nice glass of wine too" 

She looked at me with a butter wouldn't melt smile. I laughed out loud, knowing that between Sarah and Helen I had just been seriously stitched up. Now Rudolfo's is a little piece of Italian heaven and people travel from all over Britain to indulge themselves in a celebration of great taste. By keeping the menus seasonal and the produce local, its individuality and excellence can be seen in nearly all the forty its different dishes that this unique little restaurant offers.

I made a couple of excuses, that I was far to busy for lunch today, then grinning got up from my desk knowing that it is always hard to turn down lunch there, I asked Sarah to get my Jaguar stored securely in the underground garage for the weekend, and that I would use the Range Rover or Focus which were at home if I needed. With that I told her that I would be back but knowing Helen, goodness knows when! The great thing bout owning your own company is that every now and then you can take time out without having to ask permission or explain your reasons. I felt strange in many ways walking out of the building with her, She was a tall, almost willowy blonde who at 40 something didn't try to hide her age, but because she spent so much time outside with the horses, always seemed healthy looking and almost had a classical beauty that comes with age, expensive clothes and extreme personal confidence. Today, she was wearing a light beige, trouser suit with a classical button through cream silk blouse, with brown patent stiletto heels. But however she was dressed, it was her startling blue eyes that always caught your attention. You knew Helen had class and money, in that order. Heads always turned when she entered a room, she knew her key attributes and always played to their strengths.

As we walked along the crowded street toward Rudolfo's, she linked arms with me and chatted about Miles and her life, telling me that she had just bought a fantastic stallion for her herd of horses. Then she started to tell me all about her daughter and her first year of University and how she would love to be a student again. All the time she chattered on, she was oblivious to the stares she was getting from people as we walked along. Knowing her as well as I did I knew that this was all a preamble to whatever she really wanted to talk to me about. We chatted about my kids and how well they were adjusting to life without their mum, and wouldn't she be proud of them, if she could see them. I felt the sense of great loss still, but it was heartening to know that I no longer felt the urge to run away from the world and lock myself away, everytime her name was mentioned.

Finally, we arrived and were greeted by the Maitre D and ushered to a lovely corner table, with the comment that Helen's favourite wine would be brought along any minute, just as requested. If I didn't know already I knew I was being set up now for sure! Smiling to myself I waited patiently for whatever topic it was, she wanted to discuss with me to be tabled. Finally as we sat there reading the menu, she casually asked; -

"How are things with you and Rachel darling?"

Smiling I answered; "fine I think, unless you know different!"

"No ofcourse not, I was just interested that's all, you seem happier than you have been in a long time and I wanted check everything was ok that's all" she smiled innocently.

"Ok Helen, what on your mind? I have known you too long, and you have been too good to me recently to play games. Tell me what's on your mind?"

"Its nothing sinister Steve, really I think she is wonderful for you, and you seem to equally good for her"

"But?"

"Don't get defensive Steve, I'm a bit worried that the children will get too fond of her and Alice of you too, what happens if it doesn't work out?"

The menus arrived just then and I took time to think before I answered. In truth I had worried about this as well, but I had put it aside, because I had been so happy.

"Why shouldn't it work out Helen?" I asked tersely. 

I knew I might have been a little hostile, but I was happy and I didn't want to think about the negatives.

"Well you both have been badly hurt sweety"

"So you want me to go home and end it for the sake of the children do you?" I asked petulantly.

"Oh Steve, grow up, you are like my brother, Jane was my best friend for nearly 10 years, if anything happened to you, you know Miles and I would bring up Tim and Issy like they were our own!" Her voice was harsh now as she said; "I just want you to be happy and not get hurt again, it's been a long time since I have seen you smile so easily. We love you all to much not worry that you are trying to substitute Jane with Rachel"

"If it was anyone else Helen, I would walk out about now"

With that the waiter, came and Helen ordered Pan-fried fillet of halibut on a tomato & Mollusk fondue with grilled potatoes, whilst I barked my order of a rare grilled sirloin steak with fresh guirdiniera of vegetable and red wine jus, my anger clearly expressed at the poor guy as he scurried away with our order.

She just said; "Acting like a spoilt child will not help you Steven, I will not stop caring about you all, just because you bluster at me. Rachel has been hurt too, what about her and Alice? They need to be sure that you care enough not to hurt them again"

"What do you think I am Helen? This is the first time in over two years I feel alive, and you seem to be trying to take it away from me!"

"All I want is to be sure you are be true to yourself Steve" she covered my hand with hers, just letting me know I suppose, she was trying to help not interfere.

"I think I love her Helen, If I thought she would say yes I think I would ask her for more commitment, but I am more scared of driving her away than me waking up and not wanting her anymore"

"Her husband treated her so badly, he beat her, mentally abused her and she told me the first day we spent at her house that she would never remarry" 

"So I'm scared to ask her to commit anymore right now than she is ready for, and anyway it's only been five weeks well, nearly six infact"

"But that is a long time in the minds of 7 and 8 year old girls Steve" she smiled

"What shall I do? End it then?" I asked sarcastically

"No just be careful and acting so petulantly doesn't help either.... Talk to Rachel about how you feel, take a holiday ...alone together ...get to know each other. That way you can know how you both feel sweety that's all"

I smiled almost apologetically, knowing she was right...I needed to get to know her better; perhaps I'll suggest it to her later when we meet at her house. I decided to ring Rachel and suggest that as Alice was with her Dad and that my two were with Jane's parents who were taking them to the coast for the weekend, that she and I also spend the weekend at her house and relax. I also said that I would book a table at the local village pub/restaurant for that evening and we agreed that I'd get to her house around six.

Helen, smiled at me as I chatted, to Rachel, with a knowing grin when I hung up, she laughed and said why bother with a holiday when I could spend a dirty weekend at Rachel's house!! I burst out laughing telling her that it was nothing of the sort just a chance for the two of us to do adult things together without having to worry about kids being around.

"Exactly" she grinned "Sex, Sex and let me see ....Oh yes...More Sex!!!"

I shook my head extremely embarrassed telling her she was incorrigible and that I just wanted to spend time with Rachel alone. Gently she touched the back of my hand and smiled warmly, saying she knew, and that she just liked to see me squirming a little. However, she wanted us to be happy, for me and for the kids. I knew she was worried that because Rachel had been so badly hurt she would not be able to fully commit if things got more serious. Little, did she know how I was beginning to feel about Rachel and I am sure she would have had something to say on the subject, but I decided that it was best to keep quiet for the moment.

Lunch carried on and we had a lot of fun, just chatting about business, kids, her horses and Miles obsession with old cars. Just two old friends sitting in a restaurant putting the world to rights, and enjoying the lack of pressure that comes when you don't have to watch the clock. At about 2.45 we decided that it was time to leave and I paid the bill. I then rang Sarah and told there had been a change of plan and that I wouldn't be back for the afternoon, but could she send a car to pick us up and take us home.

Now, I never have been extravagant with my money, however, one indulgence I have always enjoyed is the fact of having a driver to take you to meetings or important events, so on days like today, this was the perfect solution, although I was not over the limit, it meant that we could relax and travel home in comfort, rather than have hassle of finding a taxi on a busy Friday afternoon. Phillip, my driver arrived just before three, and as we got in the car, he said there were some papers that needed my signature, and he had picked up my brief case from the office also. I thanked him and said that we'd deal with them when I arrived home, so once again Helen and I fell into an easy conversation, as the Jaguar swept out of town and out into the country towards my home. 

Dropping Helen off at her home some twenty-five minutes later, she thanked me for a lovely lunch, and grinning she told me to enjoy my weekend!!! Laughing, I thanked her for her concern and assured we would have a lovely time. Waving she got out of the car and walked towards her door, and as the car turned and moved slowly down the driveway, she blew me a kiss and almost skipped into the house.

Sitting quietly in the car I could reflect on all she had said today. I smiled to myself knowing that when I met Rachel, I had met someone who I loved, and although we had only been together a short time I knew that I had found someone special to share future happiness with. I could think of Jane with love, remember how special it had been, safe in the knowledge that if she had not been ill, we would still be blissfully happy together. However, I had a chance with Rachel to find true love for a second time, I just hoped that the pain of her abusive and emotionally destructive marriage would not stop her being able to commit fully to me in time. I didn't care how long it took, I knew that I would work to gain her trust and increase her love for me over time. 

Arriving home, at about 3.45pm, Phillip brought in the papers from the car and I went through them, signing what was necessary, responding to some of the questions asked, either in writing or in one case by phone to Sarah, as I wanted her to sort a couple of things out for me before she went home. So within 20 minutes I was finished, Phillip was going back to the office and then would be finished for the day. So I was beginning to look forward to my time with Rachel alone. Mys were picking the children up from school and taking them on their trip, so I wouldn't see them until Sunday, although there was no way Issy would not ring me in the next hour just to say hello, but other than that I had some rare free time to my self.

I decided to ring Rachel at the practice, knowing that she would not have patients at this time today. The phone rang and the practice receptionist answered, asking for Rachel, she put me on hold until she answered sounding out of breath.

"Hey sexy, how are you?" I chuckled into the phone.

"Hardly sexy lover, I'm in the middle of removing a bowel obstruction from an aging and foul tempered tom cat!!!" She laughed.

"I'm sorry sweety, shall I call back? I got home early and missed you, so I thought I'd ring you and see if I could get anything on the way over?"

"Not a problem, It's great to hear you, I really missed you today" she almost whispered the last part down the phone.

My heart jumped a beat, just telling me that, made me feel like a kid again.

"Thanks, I been thinking about you a lot today too"

"Good or Bad thoughts...or just plain dirty ones?" she laughed.

"All good my love, with a smattering of dirty ones" I laughed.

She went of into peels of laughter telling me that if I didn't let her get on, we'd be spending Friday night treating sick animals, not having a quiet meal out. She said she would be home about 6pm so could I get there anytime after then. I promised her that I wouldn't be early, she told me not to be silly, and that if I arrived before her, just put the kettle on and make myself at home.

Smiling down the phone I told her; "Take your time love, I'll potter around here for a while and leave in time to meet you at your house later."

I quickly packed the clothes I needed for the next couple of days, and had a shower resisting the urge to pleasure myself whilst remembering the other morning when we both had shared it to together. So by 5pm I was ready to leave, dressed in a short-sleeved white button through shirt and black jeans, I was smart but comfortable. Before I left, I checked the property was secure, went into the pool house and set it on a cleaning cycle, so that it would have a prolonged filtration cycle over the next couple of days. Although, we only lived 15 minutes apart, I had to pass through our local market town, which had a lovely jeweller on its high street, which specialised in quality pieces, I knew the owner well and called ahead to ask her to wait for me, in case she was intending to close early.

Anyway within ten minutes I had parked outside the shop and was ringing the bell for entry into the shop.

On the spur of the moment whilst taking my shower, I had decided that I wanted to give Rachel a present today, not as a sign of commitment but as a token of how I was beginning to feel about her. On arrival I asked the assistant to show me what solitaire diamond pendants she had in white gold. After agreeing a budget, she began showing me a choice of settings. Thinking of how Rachel, always wore simplistic and classy clothes and jewellery, I chose a ½ carrot stone set in a simple claw setting on an 18inch fine chain. Around the neck of the assistant who was also, dark haired, slender with a similar colouring it looked stunning. I paid for it, asked them to gift wrap it and was on my way again. 

Driving through the lane to her home, Jane was in my thoughts again; she was smiling at me, almost whispering to me;

"It will be fine babe, you did the right thing, don't rush anything. Rachel loves you too."

I don't know why I think about Jane so much, but it was as if she was guiding me on how to handle my way back to normality. I was so grateful for her acceptance, I can't tell you how I knew, but I did, I knew she was pleased for me. Smiling, I almost missed the entrance to Rachel's house, thankfully nothing was behind me as I sharply swung the heavy 4x4 into her driveway, I remember thinking how you could never arrive quietly here, as the gravel always announced your presence. I was pleased that her Land Rover was already parked near the stable block meaning she was already home, as I pulled up next to her car, the front door opened and she came out to greet me, smiling.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw Rachel again, she was dressed in a pair of faded jeans, which accentuated her legs and bum and a white t-shirt that also fitted perfectly. Running towards me, she threw herself at me... hugging me tightly as I swung her around laughing; as I did I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra either. She kissed me, telling me actually was home by 5 so had showered too, and was really looking forward to our weekend together. She was still wrapped around me, with her arms around my neck and her legs wrapped around my hips, and my arms supporting her back, and crushing her breasts to me. There was an obvious reaction in my pants, which she immediately felt and as I carried her laughing towards the house she ground herself against my hardening shaft.

"Someone's pleased to see me..." she laughed, "Perhaps we should cancel the table and just stay in tonight, what do you think?"

Smiling again as I put her down, I brushed my thumbs gently over each nipple, and circled her breasts with my palms asking her;

"Is that what you want babe? To stay in and enjoy each other?"

"Part of me, wants to strip you naked right here in my kitchen Steve, and ravage you right now, but part of me wants a nice romantic meal, and long slow passionate lovemaking later, without worry of being interrupted, so as much as I am tempted right now. Go get your stuff from the car and lets go and have some food first."




Life after Death Ch. 07



Grinning, I couldn't help myself; I lifted her t-shirt and gently kissed each of her beautiful nipples in turn. Groaning, she twisted away, laughing shouting;

"Enough.... you naughty man, Car now!!!"

I was laughing as I walked out of the house back to the Range Rover to get my bag and her gift. Coming back into the old house, the kitchen was empty, and as I called her name. She had gone upstairs and told me that I could bring my stuff up stairs to her bedroom; if I promised to behave myself, otherwise stay put until she was dressed. Not wanting to miss an opportunity, I raced up the stairs and across the galleried landing to her room; the sight that met me stopped me in my tracks.

She was standing infront of the wardrobe mirror, brushing her long dark hair, wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties and slightly heeled mules. She looked breathtaking; her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back, her breasts which stood proud and were tipped with the most divine bud like nipples, that not show any visible sign that she had had a child, seemed to accentuate her beauty, but it was her stomach that caught my eyes, there was a slight swell that never quite leaves after childbirth, and the jewel that she wore in her naval, shone in the light from the window, coupled to the wonderfully long legs that supported the vision of her upper body which to me was perfection. She turned to me and smiled, I walked over to her and kissed her, softly, trying to put all my feelings into the kiss without actually trying to disrupt her by actually beginning to make love to her.

The moment was pure, and I needed to show her there was more to our relationship, than just the incredible sex we had been having recently. As the kiss ended, she looked up and smiled at me, I immediately saw the feeling in her eyes also, stroking the soft skin of her back, I said; 

"I have something for you," and pulling out the gift-wrapped box from my pocket and handed it to her with a smile. 

She giggled as asked; "What is it?"

"Open it and find out my love"

As she opened the wrapping paper I could see the recognition as she saw the Jewellers name on the box, looking at me quizzically as finally unwrapped it. She said 

"Why did you buy me a present?"

"Because I wanted to make you feel good, I wanted to give you something in return for you making me so happy"

Opening it she told me that I had given her so much happiness since we met too. Then she just screamed with joy;

"Oh my god! Steve, its beautiful, I'll treasure it for always, thank you darling, its amazing, why did you spend so much on me?"

"Because, in recent weeks you have given me back my life, I can't help it my darling, but I am falling in love with you, and I wanted to give you something personal from me, to show you what a difference having you in my life has made to us."

She was in tears, thanking me, kissing me, hugging me. I was acutely aware of here naked breasts against my shirt, but this was so special a moment that although I was touching her, it was so much deeper than the need to become sexual in any way.

Pulling away, she turned toward the mirror, god she was so lovely standing there with just a pair of tiny bikini panties and turning her back to me, she asked me to put it on for her. Lifting her hair, she allowed me to fasten the diamond around her neck, holding her shoulders softly I kissed the nape her neck and told her that she would never look more beautiful to me than she did right now. I would treasure the memory of this moment until the day I died. Thanking her for giving me a chance to love her. Slowly she turned and kissed me long and slowly telling me that, she wasn't letting me get away either. We held each other for what seemed like ages, before she shivered slightly, murmuring that she was getting cold. Releasing her I laughed and said, I'd warm her up if she wanted!!

She responded that she would hold me to that later but now she wanted to dress and to get food. I said that if she was happy with my attire, I was ready, only needing to get my linen blazer from the car. She thought I was fine, so I agreed to wait downstairs for her. Putting on a pot of fresh coffee, I shouted up checking whether she wanted one or not. She answered that she'd prefer a glass of wine, and that there was some chilling in the fridge. Opening the fridge, it amazed me how much food was in it, our fridge, always seemed to be empty before I met Rachel, I never seemed to master the knack of shopping for a family, another of my perceived failings as a single parent, we seemed to live day to day always seeming to need to visit Tesco's most days of the week. I found an open bottle of Chablis, and began to pour her drink, whilst waiting for the coffee to filter through.

Just as I finished pouring the coffee, I heard her enter the room, turning around I saw her and my mouth dropped with the sight of her beauty. I looked across at her. She was wearing a black velvet dress with a deep V neckline, leaving the material clinging partway across her breasts exposing her cleavage. The dress clung to her body accentuating every feminine curve. She was wearing the diamond pendant I had just given her and her hair was up in a fashionably elegant style, which accentuated her glorious neck and famed her face to perfection, this was topped off by some dark nylons and matching velvet stiletto heeled shoes. 

I finally spoke, "Wow, You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." I felt no guilt about Jane, I knew she would have understood, but Rachel looked amazing and I needed to tell her how I felt about her.

She beamed at my compliment as we both sipped our drinks, saying shyly;

"I wanted to be beautiful for you." 

"You are so beautiful right now," I replied.

She continued by saying that the pub & restaurant was only about 500 yards away, and we could walk, as it was such a lovely evening. Walking through the sleepy village, we arrived at the restaurant, which was part of a lovely old Welsh Long house, which had been a pub for over 200 years. On arrival we were greeted warmly by the Landlord and his wife, and were seated at a private table for two, our waiter immediately appeared asking, "Would you like to start out with a drink?"

I looked at Rachel and she said, "White Wine please."

I said, "Make that two."

I looked across the table at her. She looked so beautiful; I couldn't believe how I could find this much happiness again and so soon. The table candle was burning and the flickering light reflected against her skin. She was staring at me comfortable in the silence.

I finally spoke smiling, "You're still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. You know that, but I had to say it."

She beamed at my compliment for the second time in under an hour.

Holding her hand, I continued, "I owe you so much, my love, the last couple of months have been so incredible, I never expected to ever feel happiness again after Jane died, let alone feel so completely in love as I do with you now. I know its soon and if I am rushing things please tell me and I will wait as long as want, I'll never pressure you into saying or doing something you are not ready for."

"You don't have to answer, but can you tell me what happened when you were married?"

Her face turned serious and she looked down at the table for a few seconds. Finally she looked up at me and said, "To start with he was a fine person and treated me very well. We had many of the same interests. I thought he would be a wonderful husband. But after we got engaged, every time we talked about our life together, I kept comparing him to my father and the way he treated my Mum and my Dad always won. So even though I thought I could change him, I soon learnt that I couldn't and he began to become verbally abusive and extremely jealous very soon after we married. He always told me it wasn't fair to lead him or other men on, after Alice's second birthday it got worse, and the abuse started to get physical too. Then when he basically told me that I wasn't allowed to talk to any man without his say so, I followed my heart and left him. It wasn't fair to Alice to stay married to him when he was going crazy every time I was out of sight. He has always been lovely with Alice, and today we both admit that it was our joint chemistry that drove us crazy, although I find it so hard to trust someone since, because I am waiting for them to change. I couldn't have worn this dress out tonight when I was married, because he would have been insane with jealousy, and created a scene with everyone in the room."

"Again you don't have to answer, but why didn't you find the man of your dreams during the last five years?"

She answered, "My job kept me busy, so that was a problem. Alice was little and most men aren't interested in a woman with a job that has anti social hours and who has a small child in tow!! Although about three years ago, I met a wonderful French man and I thought he could make me happy, but he wouldn't leave France and move here permanently, and I couldn't leave here at that time either. Also, deep in my heart I hadn't completely got over the marriage break up, so maybe I didn't try very hard to make it work."

Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears and she grabbed my hand. She whispered, "Please don't you make me cry. This is the happiest 6 weeks I have had in five years."

We switched to a safer subject and soon we were laughing again. The dinner was wonderful, but we probably didn't fully appreciate it as we became lost in our own world. The waiter brought out dessert menus and handed one to each of us.

I asked Rachel, "What do you want?"

Deliberately misunderstanding the question she closed the menu and said, "I want to go back to the house and make love to you again."

Grinning, I closed the dessert menu and asked for the check.

Ten minutes later she opened the front door to her house and stepped aside for me to enter. I closed the door and Rachel stood quietly waiting for me. Looking intently into her eyes I said; 

"I want to hold you and kiss you. I want to bring you so much pleasure that it will make the last five years go away as if it had never happened. My darling Rachel, you have given me so much happiness from the first night I saw you at Miles and Helen's farm, but the last six weeks have given me the strength to move on with my life."

She came into my arms and we kissed. First it was a tender kiss with lips closed and then more passionate as our bodies moulded against each other. We finally separated. Happy tears were back in her eyes as she quietly said, 

"Steve, I love you, don't ask me how, but all I know is that I'm yours, if you want me and for as long as you want me. I feel you're my soul mate. I know you loved Jane more than life its self, but you mean more to me than any man I have ever met. If you aren't ready to commit to me then I will wait, however I want you to know that I love you more tonight than I have ever loved anyone in my life."

"Rachel I love you completely, Helen lectured me today about not hurting you, because she was worried that I was not fully over Jane. I promise you with my body and soul that I have made my peace with her death, and that I am ready to love you with all my heart and totally without condition. I love Alice as if she was my own, and one day when you are ready to have me I want you to spend my life with you."

She stood still smiling as I tenderly began to remove each article of clothing. Firstly, the dress, which slowly and sensuously slid off her body, as each article of clothing was removed; more skin was revealed which I worshiped with my hands, mouth and tongue. As I removed her bra, I began to caress and lick her breasts, slowly drawing each nipple deep into my mouth in turn. Then as I moved downwards towards her panties, I knelt down kissed her jewelled belly button, next planting small butterfly kisses across her neatly trimmed pubic mound. I allowed my tongue began to tease her slit; as I lovingly licked at her clit her pussy was already dripping with moisture and she started to sway and moan with pleasure.

Then suddenly she pulled on my shoulders to stand and it was her turn to strip me. First my shirt, which she skilfully unbuttoned, kissing my neck and chest as she did so, then next were my jeans, which she removed in record time, paying particular attention to my balls and shaft as she did so. My boxer shorts were last and once my enlarged penis was freed and revealed and as she brought it out into the open and leaned into my lap sucking it deep into her mouth, I loved the way she did this, always swirling her lovely tongue around the swollen bell end and never taking her lips off my shaft as she sucked me deep into warm sensuous mouth. 

Standing she took me by the hand and led me upto the bedroom, she told me to sit on the edge of the bed and knelt down between my spread legs, as she caressed my balls with soft stokes and her tongue flicked across my cock in teasing touches. She played with me for many minutes and eventually guided me fully into her mouth again. As she began to move her mouth up and down me, she lifted her head slightly so that she could look at me. Her breasts gently swayed as she moved, but it was her eyes, which never left mine, that made it such a sensual and special experience. 

Her eyes were telling me that this was her gift to me. I felt myself coming and warned her, but she held me. I came and she took the first spurt in her mouth and swallowed quickly; she was sucking me as fast as I was coming, never taking her eyes from me, never letting a drop escape her mouth.

When I was finished, I pulled her to her feet and gently kissed her and whispered, 

"Thank you, I love it so much when you do that for me."

Knowing I could not immediately perform, I leant back against the headboard and asked her to sit on my lap. She grinned in anticipation as she sat on me; her legs naturally spread outside my legs leaving her vagina open to me. I cupped her breasts and pulled her back into me-a position she obviously expected.

She giggled as I said, "Rachel, now I have you just where I want you." 

I squeezed both breasts and felt their fullness and the hard nipples. Bending forward I kissed her breast again, causing her to moan again as I made love to her breast and nipples with my tongue. She laughed sweetly and settled back enjoying my gentle teasing of her soft skin with my mouth. I talked to her about her beauty, and how much I loved her. I teased her with both my fingers and tongue. Laughing gave way to moans that finally became whimpers of pleading. Twenty or thirty minutes later her whimpers became wails as she begged me to make love to her. When it seemed she could not take another minute of my teasing, my finger went to her clit and almost immediately she went over the edge, shuddering wildly as her body shook with her sexual release, as she orgasmed on my finger. She moaned and cried out my name as the volcano of emotions erupted from deep inside with incredible force, digging her nails into my back, shuddering her release until she collapsed against me, whimpering in her pleasure. Where minutes before she begged for release, she now begged to just lie in my arms and let her body recover from her intense orgasm. I stroked her body not in teasing, but in tenderness. There seemed no need for words, we were so close right at that moment if we had tried to express our emotions, we would have ruined the intensity of our feelings for each other's bodies.

Finally, Rachel said, "You are the only one that has ever been able to turn me on to that extreme. When you do, I am lost in a world that I have never known before."

When the time was right and our bodies gave us the sign to begin again, I asked Rachel lie down and I knelt between her legs licking her inner thighs and then I spread her legs until I was able to lick each side of her slick inner lips repeatedly. Her body started responding again and I knew that she could not hang on much longer. Suddenly she grabbed my shoulders and pulled. I looked at her and she gasped, 

"Enough teasing you bastard, fuck me.... I'm yours to use. Take me now."

I quickly entered her revelling in how tight she still was even after having Alice. She was extremely wet and I penetrated her completely with my first thrust and as she rose to me my thrust. She groaned; 

"Don't be gentle; fuck me hard."

I thrust deep into her giving her all that I could trying to hold back my own explosion in order to give time to cum again. Within moments of entering her she came violently, her body shaking once more as she groaned and cried out my name, telling me to hurry up and fill her with my hot cum. As soon as she started talking to me like that, I couldn't help myself and started shooting streams of semen into her, telling her how great she was and how much I loved her.

We held each other tightly, as came down from the heights of our lovemaking. Rachel giggled and asked, 

"That wasn't me talking like that, was it? God, I've never felt like I do when I'm with you its incredible, don't ever stop making love to me like we have these last few weeks Steve. I can't live without being with you like this. Please don't ever leave me darling"

"Never," I smiled as I held her close again, eventually we showered; I brought her to another orgasm with my fingers. Then we dried each other off and climbed onto the bed.

"I'm not ready to go to sleep yet," Rachel smiled softly into chest as we lay together.

"There's no kids to wake us tomorrow, so we can sleep late," I replied.

She pulled my hand and we went over to settee in the corner of her bedroom. She insisted we stay naked. I sat down and she lay on the settee with her head on my lap. We could look at each other while we talked but I let my hands continue to feel her body. When my fingers touched her hip she spread her legs farther apart.

We talked for a while and then Rachel asked, "I have two heavy weeks at the practice, but then I have some free time. Could you take two weeks holiday then," she asked?"

"Of course Rachel," I answered.

My fingers were touching her nipples and then were combing her pussy hair in a slow tease; she was breathing slowly and beginning to softly moan again. 

" Are you sure you meant all the things you said earlier?" she asked between moans

"Yes, of course, but what do you want to do with the time?" I asked.

She giggled, "Well we could go on holiday together, spend some time really getting to know each other"

"And what do we do when we get back?" I teased.

"Well if you still want me, we could all move in together and live as one big family, and then we'll wait," she answered.

"Wait?" I asked, "Wait for what?"

She looked at me and said, "We'll wait until you realise that you love me as much as I love you, and then you will ask me to marry you." She laughed.

"This is serious talk," I grinned as I slid my finger through her pubic hair and into pussy and found her soaked with moisture again.

She grinned and said, "No, the serious talk will take place tomorrow, after you wake me in the morning and make love to me again. I'm beginning to enjoy waking up with you and making love to you before breakfast"

She got up and pulled my arm. "Right now though all I want you to do is take me back to bed and carry on where we left off." 

Who was I to argue with this amazing creature that had just declared herself to be my wife-to-be? 

There is more to this story, but I am not sure that for the purposes of this site, if it hasn't reached its natural conclusion. Please let me know if you want me to post more chapters.



Life after Death Ch. 08



I woke up to find Rachel beside me in bed, curled up nicely in the sheets. Rachel's shiny long black hair was all tangled up and she was sound asleep. I could see that she was nude under the sheets. Actually we both were, because we were so tired after last night's love making that we collapsed into the bed, drifting off into a sound dreamless sleep, the type that comes only when everything is just perfect. 

"This weekend is turning out to be really exhausting," I smiled. Teasingly I started to tug at Rachel's side of the sheet, pulling it away from her sleeping body, when she suddenly caught hold of it with one hand 

"Steve behave darling," Rachel said, sounding very sexy. 

"How come you didn't say that to me last night," I said taunting her. 

Rachel was trying hard not to sound sleepy and was making a really bad effort at it." Steve … get up now.. We have the whole weekend to ourselves, lets get up, I'll feed the horses and we can go out".

"Sweety, I've got a better idea, why don't we spend this glorious morning making love to each other" I said grinning. 

"I guess, that is all we have been doing for the last week. So now lover, get up and get dressed and lets go out," Rachel picked up a pillow and hit me bang on the head.

Rachel started to get up to go to the bathroom and as she got up I tugged at the bed sheets as she rose. The bed sheets fell off her, and so as Rachel stood up she was completely and beautifully naked. 

"Steve, don't do that," she said, trying to sound annoyed, but not really caring at all. 
"Hey baby, turn around for me please," I asked her.

Rachel turned her head around and grinning said, " No way Sunshine, if I turn around or come back I'll never get ready today!!" With that she started to make her way to the bathroom. I could still make out the little grin on Rachel's face, and I couldn't help but look at her from head to toe. Her shapely legs were ample proof that she took good care of herself. Her legs curved beautifully into her hips along her bum. I tried to remember if I had noticed how her fantastic legs had been, when I first saw Rachel at Miles and Helen's Stables back in February. Sweet memories were coming to me of that first Sunday afternoon together, as I looked at her slim waist and her bare back as she sauntered into her bathroom.

"Wow, I can't believe how lucky I am," I thought 

Rachel disappeared into the bathroom and pulled the door lightly. I could hear the water starting. I lay in bed silently as my thoughts wandered to last night. I couldn't believe we both felt so strongly about each other, and I knew how happy we would make each other. I sat there wondering how my family, in particular Jane's parents would feel about this development, I decided that could wait. As I let my mind wander back to last night, it was so beautiful, our love making, so soft and tender, I began to feel a familiar stirring in between my legs as I got aroused by these thoughts and noticed my shaft begin to grow really erect.

" Hell with going out," I said, to myself as I started to move towards the bathroom. I stood outside it still stark naked and tried to hear Rachel inside, under the shower, humming softly. I slowly opened the door and went inside. The steam was really filling up the bathroom as I felt the sudden humidity inside; I could make out Rachel's shape inside the shower cubicle as the hot soapy water cascaded over her body. 

Rachel heard me enter and shouted out; "Steve, get out of here, we haven't got time for this today".

Rachel poked her head out of the shower, her hair all wet and looked at me waiting for me to answer.

"Don't look at me that way darling, I love you so much and seeing you like that, makes me lose control" and I began making my way into the shower.

Rachel stood staring, watching me move towards the cubicle still totally naked. I reached her and slowly started to pull open the door. Rachel moved back a little as I feasted my eyes on her beautiful body. Her body glistened as the water flowed down it and over her hands, down her firm breasts and stomach and then down her legs as my eyes traced a path. Moving closer I started to kiss her on the lips, and could feel the shower wetting me as our lips met in a sweet kiss. As I started to kiss Rachel passionately, my hands ran down her back, moving across it and pulling her closer.

I could feel her soft breasts under my chest, her nipples already starting to get erect. Rachel was by now breathing very heavily. She could feel the dampness between her legs and she felt my hard shaft press against her. 

"Hey babe," I said, breaking from the kiss "You still want to go out?"

Rachel looked at me with a look in her eyes that was filled with pure passion and said 

"I've got a better idea, why don't we spend the beautiful morning making love to each other because my love, you've just made me horny as hell"

"Ha, Result!!" I said laughing.

I scooped her up in my arms and started to carry her outside the bathroom, the water still dripping everywhere. 

"No Steve, I want you right here and right now baby" Rachel said huskily, the words were coming out with great difficulty. All she wanted to do right now was to make sweet love to me.

I pushed her to the floor; Rachel lay down, the water from shower still dripping off her. She lay back with her eyes closed knowing very well what was going to come next, waiting for it to happen. I was kind of half lying and half sitting besides Rachel, admiring her naked beauty. Her breasts were heaving up and down with her heavy breaths. Rachel's nipples already erect. I slowly moved my hands across her breasts, feeling their softness. Starting to feel all along their soft shape, feeling the erect nipples under my hands. I moved my hands down to her stomach and looked at her. Rachel was lost in some faraway place, not believing that something could feel so good. I moved my hands along her jewelled navel, along her waist and then teasingly close to her pussy. I stopped just above her crotch, feeling the wet neatly trimmed hair and then again moved up to her breasts and started to massage them. I continued to tease her, wanting her to make the most of my loving hands. I was moving very close but still far from where Rachel wanted them to be. I could see that her breathing had become heavier and that she was making soft noises from the back of her throat

"Steve, don't torture me darling" Rachel said taking hold of my hand and pressing it to her aching pussy, making me feel how wet she really was down there. 

"I want you there" she said huskily. I could make out the animal pleasure in her eyes as she surrendered herself to my mercy. Rachel's legs started to move apart giving me greater access to her most private parts. My hand started to move up and down the cleft of her pussy, the other one massaging her soft inner thighs. I continued to do this, feeling her wetness grow under the touch of my hands.

"Steve." Rachel said in an urging tone "Put it in darling… I want to feel your finger inside me".

I slowly started to insert my finger inside her raging hot pussy.

"Aaaagh" Rachel groaned, "push it in, I want more"

I started to move it in to the depths of her tight pussy. I continued to do so for quite some time listening to her moans, feeling her insides wrap tightly around my fingers, feeling her soft inner thighs. I started to kiss her again, with more passion this time, my tongue licking her face. My mouth started to move downwards towards her stomach, down to her thighs. I started to kiss her thighs, with my fingers still inside her dripping pussy. My mouth moved to the insides of her thighs, kissing them, licking them with my tongue, I could smell the musky odour of sex in the closed confines of the bathroom, driving me wild. I moved my mouth and kissed her pussy. I felt the heat generated at her pussy and it made me want her even more. I could feel the taste of her juices. My tongue slowly started rolling around her clit as she started to go wild. I continued giving her clit the much-needed attention it needed, with my tongue. I could feel it throbbing with arousal. I continued to kiss Rachel down there feeling her bush under her lips. I spread her legs roughly; the passion was taking over me as well, and continued to lick her right until Rachel was on the edge or her orgasm. Rachel was going crazy with pleasure as I pushed her body up to meet my mouth.

My tongue continued its dance in and around her pussy as Rachel started to buck her hips, nearly ready to climax. She started to climax, as her hips started to move upwards, and her legs seemed to start shaking as she orgasmed. She shuddered in delight for quite some time, a slight moan escaping from her mouth. I looked at her face; it was completely flushed as the last waves of pleasure passed over her brain, making her smile in delight.

Rachel opened her eyes and looked at me. 

"That was wonderful darling," she said and looked at my naked body. Rachel stared hungrily at my massive erection 

"Looks like you are ready Steve," she said in a voice filled with lust and desire. 

"I am always ready for you darling" I said in a somewhat desperate tone as all I wanted was to orgasm like never before. I started to move on top of her. I started to kiss her, our tongues meeting passionately. I moved my mouth downwards to Rachel's breasts, kissing them, licking them. I sucked in Rachel's swollen nipples one at a time all the while feeling my hard cock moving along her body. I could feel my cock sliding along her flat stomach, along her groin.. 

I was still licking Rachel's breasts when she said 

"Steve, make me yours, make love to me darling".

"Not so soon baby, I need to make you more horny" I told her.

"Can you feel that baby?" I asked as my cock was in my hands and I pushed it against her pussy. 

"Yes darling, do it now " she said almost begging me to do it.

I started to position myself as Rachel parted her legs. Catching hold of my cock in her hand and positioned it against her pulsating pussy. 

"Yesss baby, do it now" she screamed with pure animal pleasure. 

I started to enter her as she cried out;
"Aaaagh" 

I started to penetrate, pulling Rachel closer to me, feeling my cock go deep inside her. She moaned loudly as I kissed her. My hands started to fondle her breasts a little more roughly as Rachel shouted out loud;

"Steve, do it faster baby." 

I moved her against the wall and pinned her against it and used the extra support to penetrate even deeper inside her. My hands were now vigorously massaging her breasts, my passion almost hurting her tender breasts. I could see the passion in her eyes and was way too overwhelmed by the passion to notice anything other than what I was doing to her. 

As my cock entered in the tight confines of her pussy, she could feel it filling her completely. I have a normal sized cock but it sure felt good to feel it all inside her. I started to move, trying to move inside her tight cunt. I started to kiss her as I started moving my hips to enter deep inside her. Rachel wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me down feeling my hard cock reaching her deepest confines.

"Aaaghhh Steve, I am coming" she screamed out loud in passion as she started to orgasm. At the same time I could also feel my orgasm building but I still continued to thrust, pushing my cock deeper. Rachel started to orgasm holding me tight. Soon after, I could feel that even I was going to come and I shouted loudly;

"Even I am going to come now baby, hold tight." and then with one final thrust I started to come inside her. I could feel her insides gripping my hard cock as it started jerking. 

"I love you Rachel," I groaned as I started to come, my semen spurting deep inside her. After a long time, when it was over I pulled my cock out and lay besides Rachel. I still had a blessed look on my face as I felt the last tremors of my orgasm. When I was finally all spent, and had pulled out from her, the both of us sat there on the bathroom floor too exhausted by our combined passionate lovemaking. Gently, I lifted her up and wrapped her in her robe and carried her back to bed.

Normally I would be up with the sun every morning, I loved to watch the dawn rise sitting at the kitchen table of my home looking out over the fields to the east with a mug of tea, and a couple of slices of hot buttered toast. This morning was very different having spent the night alone with Rachel for the first time, I sat and looked around the warm and friendly farmhouse kitchen that seemed to fit this rambling old farmhouse so perfectly, although it was gone 10.00 o'clock and I wasn't watching the sun rise looking out over the paddock I felt the same sense of peace. After poring myself another cup of tea I walked down the hall and up the stairs of the old house, quietly opened the bedroom door and leaned against the doorframe. There she was, sleeping in her bed, I stood there against the door frame taking her in her serene beauty, her silky dark hair falling around her shoulders and framing the soft features of her face. She was lying on her side wrapped around her pillow, the soft linen sheet tucked snugly around her body. I couldn't help but stare at the gentile curves of her body that made her seem as if she were a marble statue stretched out on the bed. I stood there for several minutes before turning and going back downstairs to the kitchen and sitting down to finish my tea. After a while I got up then went around straightening up the rest of house being careful not to wake her. Once I was done I went and stared out her living room window, allowing myself to get lost in my memories of recent weeks events. My watch beeped and brought me back to the present, when I looked at it I saw that it was 10:30. I smiled remembering how we had told each other how we felt last night and how great it had been to come back here with her and the wonder making love so tenderly and then again albeit more aggressively this morning on the bathroom floor. I also remembered that I had promised her breakfast as I left her in the bedroom earlier so I set to work. 

As Rachel lay half sleeping, she dreamt of how her life had gone and of all the times during the last two weeks she nearly told Steve how much she loved him. She had been scared of his reaction, as she had known how broken he had been after the death of Jane. She had not been looking for a relationship, and never slept with anyone as quickly as she had with him, but from the first Saturday that he had brought Issy over and later Tim also, she felt as if she had met the love of her life. For the first few days she had wrestled with the fact that she had fallen under the spell of this courageous, but sad man, who was doing a tremendous job of bringing up his children alone, who she had already come to love as if they were her own. She had quietly tried to learn as much about him as possible without being to obvious, but in the end it was plainly evident to anyone who knew them how she was beginning to feel about him and although she didn't know it, the exact same feelings were true in reverse. From the minute they met again at the Regional Business Forum lunch, Steve had started to become alive again. She had also made the decision that she would embrace the memory of Jane and rather than try to erase it and replace her as his only love. She had talked to him about Jane, and encouraged him to deal with my grief, telling him that although they were together, if he needed to tell her things about his life with Jane, then that was fine. She wasn't prepared to try and become her replacement, but she was prepared to love him and the children without any judgement or prerequisite. She and Alice had even sat with Tim and Issy and watched the tape that Jane made for the children before she died. Obviously she wasn't a saint, but she understood the need to celebrate the wife and mother, whilst not sanctifying her memory. She intended to be loved for herself, but in her mind this was the natural way, there was no scheme or plan to snare him into marriage or anything other than, she was falling in love with him. So it seemed the most natural thing in the world for her to do.

Slowly Rachel was roused from her dreamy thoughts, she was unsure of where she was for a second but as soon as she realised she was back in her bed a smile came to her face, knowing he had carried her there after their lovemaking. She pulled his pillow to her and took a deep breath, breathing in his scent. She began to think consciously about how they had met each other, and how much they had fallen in love in such a short time. She took a deep breath and smelled the aromas coming from the kitchen, getting up and making the bed, she grabbed his shirt from last night and a fresh pair of panties from the draw, loving the smell of him against her skin. 

Smiling to herself she wandered down to the kitchen. Standing in the entrance to the kitchen from the hall, she watched him for a moment as he worked in her kitchen before he turned around and caught her. 

"Good morning my love. You ok? How did you sleep?" I asked grinning lovingly at her.

"Best nights sleep I have had in a long time." she replied "You in my bed made it amazingly comfortable, I could have stayed there all day." She smiled warmly and walked over to lean against the counter between them and gave me a gentle kiss. 

"Would you like some tea or coffee?" I asked as I turned around to pour myself another cup of tea. 

" Coffee please with a little milk and no sugar." she smiled as she stepped around the counter.

I had not noticed that she was only in her panties and my shirt. I turned around to hand her a cup and almost dropped it when I saw her. She giggled when as she watched me. 

"What's so funny?" I asked in an almost sarcastic tone. 

"You are," she answered with a sly smile. 

"I hope you are hungry. I made eggs, bacon, sausage,, baked beans, hash browns and toast for you this morning." 

"You'll make me fat but I'm starved. Is it ready?" she laughed

"Yes darling. Why don't you sit down and I will bring you a plate. Do you want any thing to put on it?" 

"No thank you babe." she replied 

I served up our plates and brought them to the table. I handed her a plate, kissed her on the top of the head and sat down myself. I looked up at her and she was staring at me." 

"What was that for?" she inquired. 

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself, I'm happy!." I said smiling. She just smiled at me with that smile that I had grown to love so much in recent weeks. I just smiled back at her hoping she could she see how much I loved her. 

When we had finished eating we just sat and talked for a while. Rachel looked at the clock on the wall behind him and saw that it was almost 11:30. She stood up picked up our plates and went to the sink to rinse them off. As she walked away, I noticed my shirt barely covered her well-shaped, firm bum. While Rachel was standing at the sink I walked up behind her, put my hands around her waist and softly kissed her shoulder, then pulled her hair back and started kissing her neck. She tilted her head to the side, placing her hands on the edge of the sink and took a deep breath. She could hear her heart pounding in her head and as I began to nibble on her ear she could feel herself getting wet. She pressed against me and reached up and turned off the water as she turned around in my arms. As our eyes locked 

"Is this ok?" I asked in almost a whisper. "I want you so much. I have wanted you again since I saw you lying on the bed just now, you looked so beautiful lying there."

"Rachel, I want you so much right now and want to make love to you again." 

She just answered me with a soft, slow kiss. We melted together in our combined passion. Our kisses started out slow and patient. I opened my mouth slowly and she followed. Our tongues met and fought for dominance for a moment before I conceded and let Rachel have her way. Her tongue explored my mouth carefully, and then she signalled my tongue to follow hers. I explored her mouth with care and precision. As we kissed, my hands slid down her back to her ass. I squeezed it firmly and she let out a soft moan. Rachel was playing with my hair and she felt my hands slide up under the shirt she was wearing. My hand on her bare skin was almost too much. Rachel was so wet that the satin of her panties felt cool on her skin and she thought we were going to start dripping. 




Life after Death Ch. 08



I picked Rachel up and carried her to her bedroom. Lovingly, I laid her on the bed and as I stood looking down at her removed my shirt from her body. The way the sunlight hit her well-defined body took her breath away. As I undressed again, she began rubbing her legs together and slowly began to massage her breasts. She turned her whole body to face me. I removed the rest of my cloths and stood still for a moment while her hungry eyes took me in. I walked around to the foot of the bed, knelt on it at her feet, I crawled up until I was hovering over her and slowly lowered myself down on her and kissed her again. Rachel wrapped her arms around me and let out a soft sigh. I pulled back a bit, leaned on my left arm, ran my right hand through her silky hair and looked deep in her eyes, she returned my gaze. I needed to see the wanting in her eyes and I saw so much more. 

"Make love to me Steve." 

Rachel said in a soft sultry voice. I gently kissed her lips again. I sat up straddling her, slid my shirt off of her and kissed her as I threw it on the floor. 

I kissed her passionately on the lips and then kissed her neck, this made her gasp. Gently I kissed from one side of her neck to the other. Then starting at her chin I kissed and licked my way down to her breasts. I sat up and took them in my hands and caressed them for a moment admiring them, then pinched and rubbed her nipples between my fingers. Rachel moaned softly and rocked her hips from side to side under me, exciting me even further. I slid down a little, laid back down on her and took her right nipple in my mouth easily sucking on it. I let it go with a little pop, flicked my tongue across it and circled it a few times. Rachel's shoulders arched back as she tried to push herself closer to me. I gently bit her nipple, drawing another deep moan from her. I then moved over to the left side and gave it the same treatment. I played with her breasts a little more before kissing and nibbling my way down her stomach stopping to pay homage to her jewelled belly button. I really liked the pink satin and lace panties Rachel had on and noticed as I removed them that they were already incredibly wet. The sweet, musky smell of her pussy permeated my senses; I was desperate to taste her juices again. I leaned down and kissed her inner thigh, she quivered a bit and I kissed the other one. She parted her legs for me as I smiled. I traced the soft fold of her pussy lips with my index finger before sliding it over her clit and into her lusty wetness. Rachel took a deep breath and turned her head to the side as I did this. I pulled my finger away and sucked the nectar off of it. The taste of her made me hungry for more. I placed the palm of my hand over her heart and began to rub her in small circles. She could feel herself getting warmer and her breathing getting harder. I moved my hand and licked her outer lips. The contact between my tongue and her pussy made Rachel gasp and moan. I spread her open and with a broad tongue licked all the way up her dripping slit, then flicked her clit. Rachel moaned loudly and thrust her hips towards me. She was much wetter now and I knew that she had a small orgasm. I began eagerly drinking in all her juices, which were so sweet. I grasped her hips and thrust my tongue into her and she came again. My tongue went in and out several times, 

Rachel was breathing hard and moaning with every inward thrust. I pulled my head back and slid a finger in her then another and as I moved them in and out she grew wetter and louder. I wanted to pleasure her until she could take no more. I began to suck on her clit as my fingers moved quickly in and out of her. I could feel her orgasm building as her muscles tightened around my fingers I flicked my tongue over her clit a few times. Rachel grasped at the covers, bucked her hips and exploded, her juices flowed, and she screamed in ecstasy as the tides of orgasm ripped through her. Never before had her body responded like this. I slid myself up next to her and held her close as she recovered from that experience. 

Rachel rolled over on top of me, kissing me very deeply and passionately. Starting at my shoulder she worked her way up my neck alternating between kisses and little bites. First she would bite my neck then delicately kiss it. Rachel went up the right side to my ear and sucked on my ear lobe, then gently biting down on it she pulled and let it go. She did the same thing on the other side. Taking my face in her hands, Rachel kissed every inch of it, and then kissed down my chin, to my throat. Her pussy was sitting on top of my hard shaft slightly rocking back and forth. My breathing started to get faster. I was rubbing my hands all over Rachel's back and arms, she knew I was enjoying her every touch. Her soft lips began kissing my chest all over, she licked my nipples slowly and firmly then blew on them very lightly; when she did this, I took a deep breath and let out a low moan. My reaction made her smile. She took one hard nub in her mouth and teased it with her tongue, circling it and flicking it then letting go with a light nip from her teeth and blowing on it again. Rachel gave the other one the same attention. She went back and forth between them several times before moving on. As she kissed my chest and down my stomach, she caressed me with her hands. She sat up straddling me and with her finger traced the lines of chest and that stomach. Rachel leaned down on her hands and knees and kissed me again. I fondled her breasts as we kissed. She pushed back onto her knees and with one foot signalled me to move my legs apart and make room for her. I did as Rachel requested. Her hands were all over my stomach and chest and she was kissing my body so tenderly that it was sending shivers up my spine. Slowly, Rachel ran her hands down my stomach to my outer thighs, down to my knees and back up my inner thighs; her right hand started caressing my hard cock and the left wandered back up to tease my nipples further. She could feel her self getting wet again at the thought of what she was going to do, her hand stroking me as I closed my eyes and sighed heavily. She leaned down and with her tongue circled the head of my cock, slowly at first then a little faster and a little faster, the strokes of her hand keeping speed with the rotations of her tongue. Then she took almost the entire length of me in her mouth, securely wrapped her lips around it and slowly, with firm suction pulled her mouth back all the while her tongue going from side to side. Rachel brought her left hand down and cupped my balls, gently massaging them. With her mouth and right hand steadily going up and down on my erection and her right hand occupied with my balls, Rachel began to get very excited again, I was breathing heavy and the low moans coming from me made Rachel want me even more. Rachel released my cock and moved down the bed a bit to give her better access to my sack. She took each of my balls one at time into her mouth and sucked on them, this action almost sent me over the edge. Rachel then took hold of my hands and began sucking on my waiting shaft again. The more excited she got, the faster and harder she sucked. I was getting closer to cumming, as she could feel my shaft expand in her mouth. I tugged on her hands to pull her up to me and she followed. 

Taking Rachel by the shoulders I rolled her over so that I was on top of her. I teased her clit with the head of my cock and she responded with a moan. I positioned myself at the entrance to her hungry pussy and slid just the head into her. Rachel took a deep breath and as I took her right nipple into my mouth she cried out 

"Oh god Steve. Don't make me wait any longer. Please take me now" 

I slowly slid all the way inside her. Somehow I knew exactly how to touch her, grinding together in a slow steady rhythm. Rachel's back arched and she tried to move her hips faster but I would not let her. I wanted to make sure that this orgasm built up slowly so that when she did finally climax it would be something she would never forget. Her moans were getting louder and her breathing heavier as she got closer and closer to sweet release. I only added to Rachel's pleasure when I took one of her nipples in my mouth and the other in my hand, I softly pinched, rolled, bit, sucked and flicked both of them over and over until she was right on the edge of her orgasm, then I stopped moving for a moment. I wanted her to catch her breath. I lay still on top of her kissing her passionately. I pushed myself up onto my knees and took her hands and slowly pulled her up to me, she wrapped her legs around him and in a seated position we began to rock back and forth. I took my thumb and slowly rubbed Rachel's clit in small circles. She began to moan again. This time I didn't stop; I lifted up onto my knees and lay her back on the bed. I began to move in and out of her slowly at first and as she started to move faster so did I. Rachel could feel the first wave of her orgasm travel like lightning through her body, she wrapped her arms tightly around my body and pulled me close. Her back arched and with each wave of pleasure, her moans got louder until she felt as if she would scream. Impulsively Rachel dug her nails into my back and screamed 

"Oh god Steve yes." 

She could never remember having done this before and to her delight I responded with a deep moan as she felt the first spurt of my hot seed being released deep within her. The more I filled her the better she felt and she began another massive orgasm. 

Both totally spent from our experience we lay on the bed just holding one another in the glow of the warm early afternoon sunlight and drifted off to sleep. Rachel awoke, looked at the clock, and seeing that it was now almost 1:00 rolled over in her my arms and kissed me sweetly. 

"Wake up love" she whispered in my ear. 

I opened my eyes and for a moment thought that I was dreaming. When I realized that Rachel was wrapped in my arms I kissed her deeply.  

We spent the rest of the day together and had a lot of fun; we drove out to the mountains and found a great little Tea Rooms and had a fantastic Afternoon Tea. I was so happy and couldn't wait to see how far this relationship could go and as we began to chatter happily as we sat eating our tea, later we drove through the hills and valleys of the Brecon Beacons. I began to express my feelings for her telling her how she had changed my life and how I wanted to be with her for as long as she would have me. At the end of the evening as we sat in her comfortable lounge having had an extraordinary day, I began to tell her just how much I loved her, and that although our time together had been very quick, I felt I wanted her to be my wife one day, if she would have me. 

Rachel's eyes welled up with tears; she did not know what to say. Finally after what seemed like a very long moment of silence she threw her arms around me hugging and kissing me, crying with joy and told me that she wanted nothing more than to be my wife. Her only worry was the children, she knew Alice would be ecstatic but she was worried about Tim and Issy, would they feel that she was taking over from their Mum and what would happen to us if they reacted negatively? I said we would have to deal with that if and when it arose, but she wanted to keep it to ourselves and for a short while and see how they reacted to us spending more and more time together as a family. She held me so tightly that I thought my ribs would break and began to softly kiss which we got totally lost in. It wasn't sexual, rather it was sensual, deep loving and extremely meaningful. Later we sat outside her house and talked for nearly an hour in spring moonlight. 

Later we went to bed and held each other all night, neither of us remembering ever being happier in our lives. In the morning we woke to a beautiful spring morning, and after she had sorted the horses, as the stable staff weren't in on a Sunday, we went out for breakfast and spent the rest of the day pottering around the house and getting to know each other more. The depth of feeling between us was incredibly special; to find that depth of love once in my life was amazing, but to find a second chance to love someone so deeply was fantastic. Sitting quietly, whilst Rachel sat close by reading the paper, my mind inevitably turned to Jane, I had loved her with all my heart, and she was my life. My whole life had revolved around her and the kids. Now, I had a second chance, Rachel was very different to Jane, but she loved me unconditionally, and I had the chance to find happiness again, and I was determined to grab my chance and not ruin this amazing gift.

Around 4pm Alice came home, and I could see the look of surprise in her father's face as she bounded up to me and gave me a big hug, asking where Tim and Issy were? There was a dark cloud in his eyes and I made a mental note to take care when I was around him. I also decided to find a little more about him, as although Rachel was sure that he nolonger was a threat to her or Alice. I had recognised extreme jealousy in his reaction to me, and nothing was going to spoil this for us. After he left, we all decided to go back to my home to wait for them to come home from the weekend with their grand parents.

As we drove over to my house, Rachel asked me if I had been serious about taking time off from work? I told her that I could take upto three weeks off, but I needed to be in the office by the 20th June as I had an important meeting on the 27th and needed a week to prepare for it. She said that was fine but could only get a fortnight off anyway so that wouldn't be a problem, then she surprised me totally as she suggested that we didn't go alone as we had originally discussed but actually took the kids in an attempt to feel what it was like to live together twenty four hours a day. My immediate worry was about taking them out of school mid term, but if we went at the end of May then they would only miss one week as they broke up for a week at Spring Bank Holiday anyway. I asked her if she was sure about not being alone together and she simply said that as long as were together then that was all that mattered, I thought for a while and smiled, I couldn't think of anything I would prefer more than spend a family holiday together. When I told her, she squealed with pleasure, and Alice asked what was wrong? Rachel turned and smiled warmly telling nothing was wrong and that she was just happy. 

Alice looked at her quizzically and shaking her head, said: "You worry me sometimes Mum!"

Rachel and I burst out laughing and held hands briefly as I drove, smiling at the way the seven year old little girl sounded so grown up and obviously thought her mother had gone completely mad!! We decided that when booked a holiday, we would go somewhere we had never been with previous partners so there were no memories and that we would sort it all out before we told the kids. A few minutes later we pulled into the long driveway that led to my home, all was still quiet, so my two were still not home, it wasn't quite six yet and realistically I thought it would be nearer seven before they arrived. So we could open up the house and get everything out of the car before they arrived.

Rachel went form room to room opening the windows to let some air in and I rang Miles to see if I could collect the dog which they had had for the weekend from him later, he suggested that if he walked him over around 9.30ish it would save me the trouble of walking the dog later. A suggestion I readily accepted, as I never particularly enjoyed late night walks, I liked to walk him earlier in the day and just give him a quick walk before bed. Rachel organised a light tea for us and we waited for the onslaught and mayhem that would occur when Tim, Issy and their grandparents arrived everyone trying to tell us first what they had got upto on their weekend away. At around seven we heard the car and I went to the back door to greet them. Mys seemed genuinely happy to see Rachel again, and Claire, Jane's mum chatted on about everything and anything whilst Issy stumbled over her words in the excitement of telling me about all the things they had done this weekend. Tim held back but you could see he had had a great time too, but he would tell me quietly and in great detail when it was less hectic. Issy though bless her, just told it all in one go and then dragged Alice off to her room to play with her new toys, whilst Grampa unpacked the car.

After about an hour, Rob and Claire decided they needed to get home, and after we stood on the doorstep waiving them off we collapsed around my big Kitchen table with a mug of coffee each whilst the girls played upstairs and Tim took his stuff upstairs. About five minutes later, he appeared at the doorway and settled next to Rachel with a large glass of water in his hand, after quite a pensive silence, he said;

"Rachel, I really like you spending time with us"

It was really unexpected and I could see her fill with emotion as she answered: "Tim, I have grown very fond of you, and love us all being together, you have become very special to me during the last couple of months, and I can't imagine what it would be like not to see you anymore" Tears filled her eyes as she spoke and without noticing it, she had held his hand as she talked.

He smiled and continued to hold her hand as he spoke. 

"If I hadn't had my own Mum as my Mum, I wish I could have been your son. I know that sound silly, but you have made Dad really happy since we all came to your house, and I feel better now you are with us. Even if Dad and you don't keep going out together, can we still all be friends? Nanny said that I shouldn't expect you to love us, just because we want you too. But I can't help it, I do love you and Alice, and I want it to work out. Mum would want it too…wouldn't she Dad?

I looked at Rachel, while he was speaking; the look on her face was one of shock, love, and admiration that this twelve-year-old boy had found the courage to tell us how he felt. As I looked at her she smiled and let me know that whatever I said was ok with her. 

"Mum loved us all with all her heart Tim, she wanted us to find happiness after she died, but she wouldn't have wanted you to put pressure on anyone, what Rachel feels for us is important, but we have remember that she needs to think of Alice too. So we mustn't pressurise her into doing or saying something she isn't comfortable with. Do you understand?"

"Yes Dad, I am sorry, I should have thought before I spoke"

"Tim it doesn't matter because Rachel and I care for each other very deeply, infact I told this weekend that I love her, but I don't her to feel pressure. I want her to be happy to spend time with us and we'll see where it goes from here."

He couldn't help beaming with this piece of news, but as Rachel started to speak to him, his face became serious as he listened to her words.

"Tim, I love you and Issy more than you could imagine, it's been such a short period of time since we all met at my house, but already your Dad and I love each other very deeply. More, than either of us ever imagined possible, if we do get married, which we both want to happen one day, I promise you I will be there for you, I will treat you as I would my own son, but I will never try and replace your Mum. She gave birth to you, and she and your Dad made you what you are today. But it would be my privilege to be part of your life from here on in. If you need me for anything I will be here for you, however large or small, I will treat you will respect and try to answer you truthfully and without judging your actions. However, all I want from you is the same level of trust and respect."

When she finished, he got up and threw his arms around her and hugged her telling her that he would like that very much. I sat there stunned, we had effectively just told him that we intended to marry one day and he was over the moon about it. He had been my rock since his mother died but now I saw what the man would be like when the boy grew up and I was proud, very proud. Yet here he was very much a child, insecure needing the love of mother, but then a grown man in a child's body, when he told us how he felt. We looked at each other and then over to him and smiled.




Life after Death Ch. 08



From here on in, we were a family and whatever trials and tribulations we encountered we would face them together, but this weekend was definitely the beginning of the journey. A journey that was both exciting and more than a little daunting, but one that I couldn't wait to make with this wonderful woman by my side.

To Be Continued…. 



Life after Death Ch. 09



Two minutes later, Issy and Alice crashed into the kitchen, laughing and giggling over something that they chose not to share, they were already becoming extremely close and I knew that the bond they were forming would be life-long. My heart began to swell with the thought of just how these two had changed our lives in such a short period of time. Issy started telling Rachel about all the things she had done with Jane's parents over the weekend, usually throwing in comments about how Tim and Grampa had ganged up on her or had upset her in some way. Within a couple of minutes Rachel had Issy on one knee and Alice on the other and was laughing with them as they competed to tell the most exciting story about their weekend. Tim sat there for a while, quietly pensive but enjoying the scene almost as much as I did. Rachel looked at us as she listened to the girls and raised her eyebrows and smiled as if to say "these two are as mad as each other," but the look of utter contentment on her face was absolute, and I could see the happiness she found from this scene was something she wanted as much as I did. I said a silent prayer of thanks at that minute for the arrival of this remarkable woman in our lives.

The rest of the evening was a blur of domestic activity, I sat enthralled as I began to watch the relationship between Rachel and the children strengthen, Issy loved her to bits, I knew that she would one day call Rachel Mum, sitting on the large squashy sofa in the family area of the kitchen. I questioned myself on how I would react when that happened. Issy was so young when Jane died, she was only just five, and even now it was hard for her remember Jane as she was before she became ill. The love of someone like Rachel was so badly needed in her life; she was a wonderful little girl, who had been deprived of her mother's love in the most heart wrenching way possible. I knew I had to talk to the people most affected by this tragedy, specifically about what had been agreed between Rachel and I over the last two days. I decided that the children would be fine with things moving on as they were, but Jane's parents needed chatting to and to a lesser degree so did mine, although in reality I knew they would be happy as long as the children and I were.

For those people who have suffered this type of bereavement, you find yourself worrying about the reaction of the deceased partners family as much as you worry about yourself. I stood up from the sofa and walked over to Rachel who was standing at the Belfast sink looking out of the window which overlooked the pool house to the right and the lawns and tennis court to the right, putting my arms around her waist, I nuzzled into her neck and whispered that if she didn't mind I needed to make a few phone calls which would take fifteen minute or so. She turned in my arms and gently kissed me on the lips, telling me she would get the girls off to bed, and perhaps when I had finished we could sit quietly and think about the holiday and where we could go with the kids that would be suitable for both ages. I smiled into those lovely eyes that I had come to adore so much, agreeing that it would be great to spend some quiet time together. Kissing her deeply trying to show how much I loved her, I moved away and began to saunter across the large farmhouse kitchen towards my study. Just as I reached the doorway into the hall she called out in a slightly questioning tone;

"Steve?"

Stopping and looking back at her as she lit up the room with her smile she said;

"Do you know how happy you have made me? And how much I love you?"

Speechless I replied; "Rachel, I love you so very deeply, more than I could ever have believed possible, and if I have made you as happy, as just thinking about you makes me, then I am the happiest man alive!"

Pirouetting with clear joy she ran across the kitchen, and into my arms again, kissing me and telling me that she wanted to be with us for always and kissed me in a way that shook me to the core. Just at that moment Tim ambled into the room looking for food and drink and laughing he muttered; 

"Gross…… Is this what its going to be like from now on? Having to knock on every door before I enter, so that you two have time to get decent!"

Before I could answer Rachel, pulled him close and kissed his forehead, laughing telling him that he better get used to us being like this, because she was too happy to start hiding all of us how happy she was, and just because he was growing up, he was still not too old for a cuddle from her either!!

He just laughed, wriggled out her grip and told her she would have to catch him first, laughing I left them chasing each other around the kitchen in shrieks of laughter. I walked over to my study and began to call Miles again, asking him if I could leave Scooby there until the morning as I was shattered and didn't feel like getting him tonight. Laughing he said he was sure I had far better things to do tonight than get the dog, as he put the phone down, he told me to have fun, and that he would drop him into the house on his way to work. Thanking him I promised him that I had no ulterior motive for not leaving the house tonight, he just laughed again and said he would see me in the morning. Smiling, I put the phone down and began to dial Rob and Claire's number.

As usual Rob answered, slightly gruffly, which even after all these years made me feel uneasy, Jane used to tease me about it so much when we first got together, telling me he was a teddy bear really, but I never got over the feeling, even after so many years. As I let him know who it was, he immediately asked if there was anything wrong, and I assured him there was nothing out of the ordinary, and that I had rung to check they got home ok, and to thank them for having the kids. His tone immediately warmed and said they had been fine, other than Issy had wanted to spend all her pocket money within the first half hour of arriving there. I laughed, as he said she reminded him of her mother so much, I agreed with him, she was the spit of her in so many ways. I chatted on for a moment or so, and I knew I needed to get to the real reason for my call, which was to invite them out to dinner later in the week as I wanted to chat to them about Rachel and I without any external influences. I used the tack that I hadn't seen them properly for ages and I wanted to take them out for a meal to catch up. He checked with Claire who took the phone off him and after much discussion we decided that the following evening would be ideal. She told me to take care and that she thought Rachel was lovely with kids, and that Issy had told her that we were sleeping together in Mum and Dad's room. I blushed and stammered an answer, but heard the warmth in her voice as told me that she was teasing me, and that I needed to move on. With that she told me to get off the phone and to ring them if there was a problem with tomorrow. The obvious warmth in her tone of conversation about Rachel made me feel much happier about the forthcoming meal.

I quickly phoned my own parents and told them that I was going to ask Rachel to marry me, and did they have any issues with it? My dad was pleased for us, but my mother was worried that it was so soon after getting together, but as long as I was happy then she was sure that everything would be fine. I assured her that I knew exactly what I was doing and that whilst I accepted that we had only known each other a short time; I had never been so sure of anything in my life. After this, I received their blessing and told them not say anything to anyone until I had seen Rob and Claire tomorrow. To which my mother dutifully agreed, that she wouldn't breathe a word to a soul, I could almost hear the clock in her head ticking as she counted down to the time when she could break the news to her friends, that her poor bereaved son was remarrying a successful vet with her own practise. I loved her dearly, but on times she was hard work, but at least they were happy for me, and I was really pleased for that, putting down the phone after saying goodnight I walked out into the hall and headed for the living room where Rachel had taken a bottle of my favourite Chablis and was standing next to the centrally located coffee table pouring two generous glasses for us.

She had put the girls to bed as it was gone 9.30 and Tim was in his room on the playstation and going to bed himself at 10. Whilst upstairs, she had changed into a matching turquoise sheer silk halter neck pyjama set and sheer full length wrap, which made her complexion, and eyes look exquisite in the dimmed light of the room. The top obviously tied at the neck and had intricate detailing inlaid with beads around the neck and ankles with satin kitten heel slippers. Her long hair loose and trailing over her shoulders, smiling at me mischievously she looked amazing, as she grinned at my obvious shock in her appearance. Laughing she said;

"What's wrong sweety? The cat got your tongue?"

I smiled, slightly embarrassed, and told her she looked beautiful and she said that she just wanted to feel special with the man she loved. I made a mental note that in future I was going to make sure she had as many of this style of gown as she wanted, as she melted my heart, dressed like this. She looked incredibly sexy, but the appeal was more than just physical, it was almost ethereal in many ways. On any other night, we would have made love there and then, but the weekend had been so special, the feeling of complete togetherness that we were beginning to experience, coupled with the way my children reacted to her when they saw her for the first time in three days made it an almost spiritual atmosphere. However, as she came to kiss me and hand me my wine, it didn't stop my body reacting to hers as she brushed against me, it was like an electric shock ran from my lips to my groin and I couldn't help the fact that I got incredibly hard just by lightly kissing her lips. She instinctively knew the effect she was having on me and as she pulled away from the kiss she traced the outline of my shaft with her nail lightly, and licked my lips sensuously with her tongue.

I just groaned saying "Not fair babe, Tim is still awake"

"Its ok sweety, I can wait, anyway tell me about your calls, did you do what you needed?"

I told her that I had phoned Miles and asked him to keep Scooby until tomorrow, to which she replied that she was pleased to get me all to herself for the rest of the evening as she wanted to talk about holidays and stuff. 

Joking, I told her that dressed like that I had plenty of "stuff" I wanted to talk about too. She laughed and kissing her finger, placed against my still semi hard shaft and whispered;

"Plenty of time for that later my love, now tell me who else you phoned."

"I phoned my parents and then Rob and Claire to thank them for having the kids for the weekend and to see if I could get together with them for dinner one night this week." I said cautiously.

"That's good are you seeing all four or just two at a time?"

"Well, I told my parents over the phone what I had to say, but I think I would like to talk face to face with Jane's parents. Is there any way you could have the kids tomorrow evening and I'll meet you at your house later, please?" 

For some reason I was nervous to ask her, as it meant I wanted to meet them alone, I wasn't sure how she would feel if I went to talk about us to them on my own. She smiled, all sexual teasing aside for a minute, touching my hand as we sat next to each other on the large soft leather sofa, she said that there was no problem for to have the kids.

"Is it something important Steve, can I help or is it family business?"

Taking her hand in mine, I looked at her and kissed the back of her hand and said;

"It's immensely important, my love, I need to tell them how much you mean to me and ask them to stay involved with us all as we move forward. I suppose in someway I want their blessing, they have been wonderful to me, but I want them to know I am not just arbitrarily replacing their daughter with someone else. I know they have been encouraging me to meet new people, but nobody expected us to feel this deeply about each so soon. I love you so much that I want everything to be right for us before we start out on this journey.

Does that make sense? Rachel, I love you so much, that my life will never be the same again, I have been fortunate to find true love not once but twice in my life, most people don't find this sort of happiness once let alone for a second time."

The tears were rolling down my face now, I needed her know that she meant so much to me that I would do everything I could to make it right for us right from the beginning. She held my face in my hands, and kissed each eyelid exactly where the tears started, then she softly kissed my lips as if to show me that she was trying to take away my fear and pain, then quietly she started to talk.

"My darling Steve, on the first day you came to the farm I told you I would probably never marry again, I saw the pain in your eyes that day, but it was how I honestly felt then. I have never known the happiness that a truly wonderful marriage can bring. My marriage was based on fear and jealousy; I walked on eggshells every time I needed to go out for anything other than routine errands and even then he would question me about whom I met and what I did. It was awful, and then he started to abuse me, verbally at first and then physically. When I was six months pregnant he hit me so hard that I fell down a flight of stairs and I nearly lost Alice, because he thought I was having an affair with Dave our senior partner at the time. You have given me more love in the last few months than I have experienced with anyone else other than Alice and my own parents. 

I watched the video that Jane made for the kids, it was so obvious that she loved you with her very soul, I don't feel threatened by her at all, but watching it showed me what I had missed. I knew that whilst I was hugely attracted to you…"

At this point she stroked my cheek and smiled a smile that made me just melt with love for her.

"I also knew you would not hurt me, that if I allowed you too, you could love me without compromise, and that there was room for me in your heart, because your incredible and unselfish wife, had released you and her children before she died. That video was her way of guiding you all back to spiritual health. You didn't know it but it was her gift to you all. Her legacy, if you like, she was giving you her blessing to find happiness.

I love you Steve, I will wait for you until you are ready to fully commit to me, I will help you recover when you need too, as I said earlier to Tim, and I already love the kids as if they were my own. However, my love you can only decide how ready you are to move forward, and if part of the journey is sitting down with Jane's parents and asking them for their blessing then that is what you must do sweety. "

The tears were flowing down both our faces now, and all I could do in response to those beautiful words was to whisper "Thank you" as I held her for dear life.

Gradually we recovered from our emotions, and I began to think about how badly she had been treated. Alice's father had been a real bastard to her and somehow I knew that he would never quite leave us. He would be a spectre at the fringe of our happiness for a long time to come, but for Alice's sake we needed to deal with him. The one thing I knew was that I would do everything I could to safeguard them from risk, I already guessed from his reaction earlier today that I would need to be very careful around him. As my mind cleared I held gently and told her;

"My darling, I am ready to commit my body and soul to you and to Alice right now, you have brought me so much happiness recently, that it is beginning to be hard to remember how deeply I despaired about the future before I met you. There is so much to discuss though, our lives are so complex; for instance where will we live? Do you want to sell one house and move to the other? Should we sell both houses and find something fresh with no baggage? What about the girls schools if we do any of those things?

I just want you to be happy, I don't want you to feel threatened or at risk because of me. You can have anything you want, I can afford to refurbish a property if necessary or if you want too we could even build from scratch if we found the right land."

She just fell about laughing, and even though I was trying to be serious, I caught an amazing glimpse of her upper breasts and cleavage as she leant against me kissing me again and again. I remember thinking how would I ever live without this gorgeous creature in my life; the thing that I missed most after Jane was ill was spontaneous moments of affection like this. I knew we would make love tonight but it didn't matter if we didn't, I would equally be happy to spend hours cuddled up to her talking and stroking her like this, just whispering words of affection and love to each other.

After about twenty minutes or so we ended up chatting about where we should go on holiday, she was happy to either stay in the UK or go abroad, I wanted to go abroad, I felt like getting away to somewhere warm. If we stayed in the UK, I would still get lots of calls from work wanting to discuss the forthcoming merger, so we started throwing ideas into the frame and eventually we decided that we should go to either Spain or the Greek Islands but we would try for a good family resort that had everything for us and the kids alike. Rachel wasn't working until Tuesday, as it was her turn for a long weekend off so she agreed she would look for a suitable destination the next day.

With that agreed, she decided that as it was nearly midnight perhaps we should think about getting some sleep. I suggested that she should go on up and that I would shut up the house, tidy up a bit and lay breakfast for the morning and follow her up in a short while. She stood up gave me hug and told me not to be too long as she wanted me with her as soon as I could. Promising her that I would be as quick as I could, she went off to bed smiling. Although she wanted me to be quick, I couldn't help taking a while to reflect on the events of the weekend, picking up a photo of Jane from the bookcase in the living room. I looked at the smiling face and thanked her for letting me go and in many ways guiding me spiritually through the last couple of years. I almost heard her telling me that it was me, that rescued myself from my own grief, but I knew that it was the strength of our love that helped me recognise that feeling for a second time. I don't know how long I stood and looked at the picture, it seemed like it was forever, but in reality it was no more than a few minutes, but those sacred minutes alone with her memory allowed me to say thank you finally for her giving me the ability to move on to a new and happier life. 

Twenty-five minutes after Rachel had left me to go up to bed, I was following her up the stairs and quietly walked into the bedroom, she was still awake and reading. As I stared at her for a second, I couldn't help notice her outlined form under the sheets as the soft light of the lamps cast shadows over her body as I quickly and quietly closed the door. Slowly making my way to the bed she smiled at me as she heard the soft sound of my feet on the polished boards of large room.

With a mischievous smile she put the book down and beckoned me over to the bed, grinning I slowly walked over to her and as she knelt up on the bed to meet me, I placed my hands on her arms, and then started to softly kiss her shoulder, then her neck. She rested her head against my shoulder, as I kissed and stroked her exposed shoulder. My hands moved to the back of the silk top, and slowly I began to untie the halter, as the sheer material fell forward to expose her glorious breasts, I stopped to caress each nipple as she softly whispered my name, begging me not to stop, gently I bent my head and flicked her each bud with my tongue before drawing it deep into my mouth and sucking it gently before releasing it to explore her glorious breasts with my lips and tongue once more. Rachel was now standing next to the bed in nothing but the sheer pyjama bottoms, I took a step back, so I could get a good look at her.




Life after Death Ch. 09



"You are lovely." I murmured and I began to kiss her hungrily. My fingers brushed lightly over her soft breasts again, my hands moving slowly over her sides as I began to move the flimsy garment down over her bum and down her legs, my hands running slowly and sensuously up her thighs and buttocks, and as I knelt infront of her I couldn't help but softly kissing her pussy before standing infront of her.

Grinning again she began to undo my shirt and trousers, sexily rubbing her body against mine until I stood before her in just my boxers. She kissed my chest and nipped and kissed her way to my lips, never leaving marks but enough to sends little shockwaves through my body as she teasingly moved onto the next and then she kissed me with a hunger and urgency that showed the love and emotion we both felt. Our tongues battled for supremacy as our hands roamed each other's bodies trying to increase the passion we felt until with a loud sigh we broke apart.

I began suckling her breasts into my mouth again as I laid her gently back on the bed, kissing my way down her stomach. My hands slowly caressing her breasts and shoulders, before sliding my fingers over soft trimmed mound of her pussy, next moving my mouth over her, placing soft kisses at the entrance of her pussy, my hand rubbing over her, gently parting her lips. My tongue pressed against her clit, sucking it into my mouth gently, my middle finger brushing over her pussy, before pushing deeper into her, fingering her wetness whilst my tongue probed her, tasting her juices. I spread her lips, and plunged my tongue and fingers into her, making her moan and squirm under me. My lungs filled with her sweet fragrance while her pussy ground against my mouth, moaning loudly she held my head against her soaking lips, pulling away slightly taking a breath. I lowered my face to her pussy, and, while continuing to work a couple of fingers in and out of her dripping pussy, I began to lick and suck at her clit again. The effect was almost immediate; she began thrusting wildly under me, whilst moaning and repeating over and over again, 

"Yesss …… Oh Fuck Steeve…… oh YESSS, that's it." With one final thrust, she came all over my face, and then pushed me away to wait for the after shocks to subside. I stood over her, and she rubbed her hand along the length of my cock. I knelt between her legs, and rubbed my cock over her wetness, pushing the head of his cock slowly into her.

Looking down into her eyes, I kissed her tenderly, entwining my fingers with hers. She smiled at me and moaned softly. 

"I love you Steve, I need this baby, don't leave me…Goddd … I love you so much. Make love to me Baby" 

Smiling down at her, my mouth found her breasts, and my hand found stroked her bum, rubbing it sensuously, I pushed my shaft deeper into her willing pussy. Sensing that she wanted it to be soft and gentle, I began slowly thrusting the length of my cock into her. 

"Yes," she moaned softly in my ear, "that's it. That's just how I like it. Nice and slow at first." 

We slowly made love for what seemed like forever. I knew I was going to last, and she was in no rush. The soft, tight wetness of her pussy felt incredible, and her style of making love tonight was so different from normal. So different, yet equally exciting, it was so loving, no urgency, I felt that I had died and gone to heaven. After a while, Rachel started to thrust more and moan more loudly. I got up on my arms and started to pick up the pace sucking on her nipples. Showing her approval, she held my mouth to her chest. 

We continued to slowly build in intensity. Then, suddenly, she started bucking and thrusting, meeting my thrusts. She pushed my mouth away as her orgasm built, and the sensations became too much. I looked deep in her eyes, feeling her body tense; I thrust deeply into her several times, and miraculously, shuddered to my orgasm, and simultaneously, we both cried out that we were going to cum. I kissed her firmly, holding her body close to mine, emptying my load deep inside of her.

She smiled and blushed telling me how special that was for her, and how she never wanted to be with anyone else and that she never knew falling in love could be like this.

I grinned and kissed her.

"I love you too, my Darling"

With that we curled up together and were soon asleep, and I found myself dreaming of the new life we were going to lead together. My only worry was how Jane's parents would take the news, that I intended to marry Rachel, but we would know that soon enough, and I couldn't help feeling extremely uneasy about Rachel's ex husband. I made a mental note to find out as much information about him as I could. I felt sure that the look I had seen on his face when he brought Alice home meant that he was extremely unhappy about Rachel getting involved with someone new.

I hate having dreams that are not really dreams, but are based in reality, so by about 3am I was awake again, thinking about everything from her ex, to the up and coming merger to where we could go on holiday as a family………

To Be Continued….



Life after Death Ch. 10



I woke the next morning my with my head pounding, I had woken at 3am, then again around 4, and then I managed to sleep until 6.30 when the alarm went. I had had a wonderful weekend with Rachel, but there were worries in the back of my mind. Particularly, I was concerned with how Rob and Claire were going to react to the news that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Rachel. The other thing that really niggled me was Mark Rachel's ex-husband, I felt sure that he was not happy about involvement with Rachel or Alice. I decided that I needed to do a little research about him. I was determined nothing would spoil my happiness with her and decided that as soon I got to the office this morning I would call my security advisor and do a little bit of digging about him.

As I lay there quietly contemplating what was needed I felt the softness of her body role against me hugging me close in her semi consciousness, the heat of her sleepy body warming away my fears. I love waking up next to someone who you love unconditionally; there is a lack of selfishness that is never there at any other time, as you both find each other first thing in the morning. I rolled over closer to her, snuggling into her and stroking her bare back as I pulled her closer to me. Kissing her softly, she sighed contentedly as I whispered.

"I love you, sweety"

I was rewarded with a sleepy "Love you too babe"

As she ran her hand over my still naked chest, I grinned at the fact she looked so peaceful lying there yet her breasts were pressed against me, with her nipples just waiting to be kissed. I was just about to lean forward to softly wake her by doing exactly that, when the door burst open and Alice ran in her hair totally dishevelled, obviously still half asleep, looking like she had seen a ghost. I quickly pulled the sheet and duvet over us as she cried:

"Mummy, he's coming to get me…"

Rachel was wide awake in a second, sitting up, making sure she was still covered, I melted at the way she was looking lovingly at her daughter, she answered;

"Who's coming love? Who's coming to get you?

"Daddy, he said that now you have Steve, you'll want him to yourself, and that I'll have live with him at the hospital" 

Bless her she was wild eyed, obviously confused, but very scared. Rachel held her tightly kissing her cheek; soothing the little girl, holding her tightly.

"When did he tell you that Hun?" 

Rachel looked worried; I had never seen her look that way before and coupled with dreams I had just had, my mind went into overdrive about what might have been said over the weekend.

"Just now, in my bed, he was laughing telling me that he didn't really want me either, but I had to do as he said or he would be cross with me and if he was cross with me, then I couldn't live with him either"

It was then that I realised that this was just a bad dream and I needed to be careful, because I could be looking for things that weren't actually there. Rachel meanwhile scooped Alice into her arms and told her that she loved her more than life itself and that just because we were together, it didn't mean that she was any less special. Gradually Alice began to wake fully and couldn't remember coming in, but was still shaken about her dream.

Sitting between us she asked me where we would all live? I smiled and hugged them both and said that her Mummy and I loved each other very much and I that I loved her very much too. I told her the truth that I was sure we would all live together one day soon, but at the moment we hadn't decided how and when that would happen, but I promised her that when we were ready to do that, then all three children would be involved in the decision of how it would happen. Smiling at her I said;

Alice, you do know that I would never take your Mummy away from you don't you?

Looking at wide eyed and with a slightly perplexed look on her face she said solemnly;

"I'm awake now silly, I know you wouldn't make me live somewhere else, but I was really worried in my dream. Do you think Daddy doesn't want me? Is that why he moved out when I was little Mummy?

Rachel visibly reeled in shock, she held Alice tight to her chest, tears running down her face she sobbed;

"Alice, sweety, Daddy didn't leave because of you, he left because, he and I made each other unhappy. Sometimes grown-ups think they love each other, but really they just hurt each other, by living together. We actually really like each other now, but we will never be able to live together again. Do you understand?

"I think so, but Daddy often says that one day we'll all live together again. Is it because you found Steve, that we won't live together again?"

Rachel was shaking, her face trying to keep calm as she cuddled her daughter…

"Alice you have understand that me falling in love with Steve, has nothing to do with us living with Daddy again. I would never have wanted to live with him again, even if I hadn't met Steve. We said far too many nasty things during our marriage and during the divorce to ever try again. Do you understand Baby?"

Alice smiled innocently saying.

"Don't worry Mummy, Steve is funny, I don't mind living with him if you want… I like him a lot"

I held them both tightly again trying to show them both how much they meant to me, struggling out of my grip, Alice smiled again and said;

"He gives good hugs too… Do you think Issy is awake? I want to tell her about my dream"

Grinning, I told her to go and see, if she wasn't, then she could wake her as it was time to get up for school, she was now fully recovered from her dream and sauntered off happily to tell Issy everything that had happened. Rachel looked at me and just held onto me tightly, it was obvious that the last five minutes had brought everything back to her. I gently found her lips with mine and kissed her softly. She kissed me with tenderness, passion and love all rolled into one. Breaking away she promised me she loved me, that she would never go back to him, but that if I was worried about that then she would understand after everything I had been through if I wanted to walk away from her and her baggage. I looked into her eyes, holding her face in my hands and said;

"Rachel, I love you, now tomorrow and always, you came into my life in February when my life was empty, I can't believe how happy you have made me. I want you more now than I can ever remember; you have changed everything about how I feel about my future. I wake up thinking about you, worrying about what will go wrong to stop us being happy. You have brought me back to being a whole person again, I loved Jane with all my heart, I thought there was noone in the world who could bring me that level happiness again, I know now, we can start a new life together, something special not me trying to recreate my first marriage, but a relationship, built on trust, love and both physical and sensual devotion based on the reality of two mature people with children, and the inevitable baggage of previous relationships, careers and extended families and not two love struck teenagers trying to make their way in life. To survive with all the things we have endured, as adults will make us stronger and our love for each other deeper than either of us could ever have expected. Rachel, I love you without conditions, I want to spend my whole life with you, and whatever hurdles we may face, we will face them together."

Holding her closely I whispered in her ear;

"I love you so much my love, I never once even thought you would consider go back to him"

With tears in her eyes she just continued to hold me and softly kissed my forehead. Softly pressing her lips to my brow, kissing me gently, before moving down. Following the shape of my eyes, the curve of my cheek, the outline of my jaw and the cleft of my chin with her lips my neck, lips nose, eyelids, then she ran the tip of her tongue across my teeth tracing the contours before slowly sliding her tongue between my lips again as her sweet tongue pressed between them, teasing me lightly. The feeling was so erotic, I immediately found myself hardening to her kiss, and it was as if my shaft was directly connected to the tip of her tongue as it probed my mouth. Pushing me slightly back she began kiss my neck again, her lips sending the most amazing sensations through my body as she kissed my chest tantalisingly close to my nipples. She seemed to know from the first time we were together how sensitive my nipples were, she drew each of buds slowly into her mouth in turn, sucking them deep into her mouth then biting them, hard enough to provoke a spasm of pleasure, without being too painful, then licking them lovingly with her tongue, then sucking them deep again, but this time grating her teeth over them as she released them. I groaned and sighed as she unselfishly brought me pleasure, next she pushed the tangled sheet away from us as began to move her mouth across my stomach.

As she moved down my body, kissing her way down across my stomach and across my abdomen, my cock slowly pressed its way between her breasts. Wedging itself between them as she sucked and licked the flesh around my navel, dipping her tongue into it. My cock would flex as her breasts pressed against it, rubbing it; almost fucking them as my hips arched. But before I could get too close to the edge, she would pull away and continue her journey downward. She continued licking her way down my body. She bypassed my groin, instead kissing and sucking her way down my legs, making her way down one, down my thigh, past my knee, along my calf, leaving a trail from her tongue, Before licking all the way down to my feet, before moving over and making her way back up the other leg along my calf, past my knee and sensuously up my thigh, and back to my groin. By this time, my cock was leaking heavily, my precum dripping out of the bulbous end, making the head shiny and wet. She settled on her knees between my thighs, slowly dragging her nails along the skin of my inner thighs before reaching my balls. Then she took my heavy sack into one hand, lightly squeezing it, slowly massaging each one in turn, and rolling them through her fingers. 

Lovingly Her other hand wrapped around the base of my cock as she held it tightly in her grip as she made a decisive long smooth stroke upwards, coating her hand with my juices as her hand slid up to the head. She released my cock, staring deeply into my eyes the love she felt for me clearly visible in her lovely eyes, as she moved her hand from my shaft upto her mouth where she slowly licked up every bit my precum from it. The sight of your lover licking your juices from her own body is one of the most erotic sights I can imagine, as Rachel licked and sucked each finger deep into her mouth, her eyes never left mine. I don't know what was more erotic, what she was doing or the way she looked at me, time seemed to stand still for me. As She wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, holding it, squeezing it again, she leant over and slowly licked all around the head, finding every drop of my juices that her hand had missed. She licked up and down, swiping her tongue over my slit, before slowly sliding my shaft into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around me, closing her eyes she seemed to just savour me for a moment, inhaling my scent, feeling the heat of my body, tasting the salty sweetness of my skin. As she slowly moved her mouth up and down my aching shaft, slowly sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. Feeling it slide between her lips, the head catching on her lips, before moving back down and feeling me hit the back of her throat, she moved my length in and out, fucking my cock with her mouth. 

She held my shaft tightly in her mouth, sucking as she moved up and down, taking my full length in and out. I could feel my balls tightening, as she began to draw my juices up with her hand as I start moving closer to cumming. Moving faster, thrusting my cock into her mouth, inching slightly deeper with each move. My precum and her saliva mingling, making her mouth slippery, my cock so slick and wet as she moved quicker as my excitement grew; she could feel the gravity of my orgasm as it swept through my body. My body clenched, her body arched against mine and I yelled and flooded her mouth with cum. She swallowed hungrily, trying to take as much as she could, but it was too much, some leaked out, past her lips and sexily down her chin. She continued sucking me into her mouth until she felt the last shudder leave my body. She began to move her mouth down again, lapping up every missed drop of my cum, then before moving up my body, wiped the excess fluid from her chin with her index finger and sucked that clean too. She kissed her way up my body again, taking my mouth in a savage, animal kiss, letting me taste myself on her tongue. 

As we began to calm down, she looked at me with a huge grin, and said teasingly, 

"Come lover, let's get these kids breakfast, I'm full for now… but you owe me later!!!"

Laughing with her; "It will be my pleasure" I said as I held her tightly, telling her again how much I loved her and how much she meant to me.

The day started and the family routines kicked in, everyone washed and dressed, ate their breakfast and went about their business, Tim caught the school bus and I took the girls to school on the way to the office. The girls moaned a bit about having to go to school in the Focus, but I didn't want both the Jaguar and The Range Rover in the centre of town, so I took the little Ford knowing that it was easier to either leave there or get it brought home later, I needed the Jag tonight for my dinner with mys, so it was better to do it this way. I also rang the office and left a message for Sarah to ensure that we had the first hour of the day free to go through the implications of the paperwork I sorted on Friday afternoon when Phillip brought me home. Also I needed some time to discuss the matter Rachel's ex with one of my security manager, all in all it was nothing out of the ordinary for a busy Monday morning.

Rachel on the other hand had the day off; her plans were to shop for some clothes and to look at holiday options for us. However, she said she might just have a swim first if I didn't mind, I told her that ofcourse I didn't mind and that she was do what she wanted, she kissed me and as I left the house with the girls she waved at us from the kitchen window. As She stood gazing out of the kitchen window watching everyone leave, she realised that she was still incredibly horny. But she knew that was nobody's fault but her own, she could have kept Steve in bed this morning, but she just felt that it would have been an incredible rush for her and after the fantastic weekend they had shared, she wanted more. Rachel knew that she was still an attractive woman, at thirty-three she still wore her dark hair long and kept her body in good shape, not only because her job as a Vet kept her active, but she genuinely enjoyed physical exercise. Her 36B breasts were firm and lovely with their dark pink nipples. She worked outdoors a lot so her complexion always looked healthy and she knew that her stomach was taunt and flat and she always loved the way it looked since she had had her belly button pierced two years previously. Rachel herself felt that her bum was her best feature, although Steve seemed to love her breasts and eating her pussy. She always joked saying it was her backside that her "best asset", but he insisted she was beautiful in everyway, smiling she thought of how he would show her how beautiful he thought she was by kissing each part of her body he found attractive. She loved that, the feel of him kissing her body, she was 5' 9" tall and as she thought absent mindidly about her body, she knew she was still very fit looking, without leaving you feeling that she spent hours in a gym, healthy rather than fit, with a body that was naturally slim. She also knew she had very elegant feet and hands, Rachel was what was considered to be elegant with a very natural beauty. 

As she stood looking out of the Kitchen window she thought back to how she had always dreaded 'dating' but at the same time she had always loved sex and missed it terribly if she didn't get it on a regular basis. One thing was for certain; she never went looking for someone just to fuck, that wasn't her style infact she had not slept with anyone for nearly eighteen months prior to meeting Steve. She thought about how she had met him and the kids, and how the intensity of feeling for them had overwhelmed her. Whilst he seemed sad and obviously lonely, there was a genialness and warmth about him that made her want to find out more and more about him. Alice also loved him, and the feeling was very obviously mutual. She smiled at the thought that wandered into her mind, that Tim and Issy could have been her own children, she felt that deeply for them and they obviously felt the same about her and Alice. Life felt good, she was happy, and somehow she knew that she had found a good man to love, who would not treat her badly, infact she could not remember being this happy in her adult life. Obviously, she needed to talk with him about where they would live. This house was beautiful but was still full of memories of Jane, that wasn't an issue for her in the short term, but needed to be resolved as the relationship progressed and if they decided to stay. Wherever they lived they needed to find a balanced approach about the past without creating a shrine to her. Her house had been in her family for nearly 35 years, as her parents had originally owned it, it was great for her horses and her work, but wasn't really big enough for them all to live together. Another option was to sell both and move into something else, she didn't know what was right at the moment. But in reality she also knew it was on Steve's mind too, but he had already said he would do whatever she wanted as long as all three kids were happy in the long term, so while it was an issue, it would never seriously affect their happiness. 

Turning away from the window, she sighed. 

"A long soak in the bath would relax me more than a swim." She thought as she headed upstairs towards the bathroom connected to what had now become their bedroom. She had originally decided that she would swim in the pool, but now she knew she needed the luxury of a soak in the bath. As she turned the water on in the spacious bath, she stood there smiling for a moment as she remembered the first time she had used this room and how she had pulled him in with her fully clothed and he had caused so much of a splash, virtually all the candles he had lovingly lit were put out!!! She decided to add a perfumed skin softener to the steamy water that was rapidly filling the generous tub. She pressed the 'spa' button to the side of the bath tub as a last minute thought before removing her clothing and stepping into the water. She had already put her luxurious hair up in a ponytail to keep it out of the perfumed water. Now she lay back and sighed again at the wonderful feeling of the water's warmth as it bubbled and covered her body. 

She reached over and flicked the switch to the on position on the tub spa and felt the jets kick in, as the water from them rushed around her as she lay back. The whirling water caressed her body sensuously, one of her hands moved to a breast, cupping it for a moment and then pinching the nipple between her thumb and finger, causing it to grow hard. The spa had several settings and as this was her first time using it, she wasn't sure which was best. Rachel twisted her body towards the controls to adjust the setting and felt the water from the jets rush against her pussy, causing her to gasp. It felt good, no, it felt great! She lifted her hips slightly beneath the water and adjusted her body more towards the underwater jets and again the water rushed towards her pussy, parting the lips and moving against her clit, which made her moan softly as it sent a thrill through her. 




Life after Death Ch. 10



Before she got into the tub, she had lit several of the scented candles that she had soaked that first day, now she lay in the candlelit bath, being pleasured by its glorious jets. She giggled to herself at that thought and turned the dial on the control panel one more notch, the water picked up in intensity as it rushed out and against her clit. Idly, she thought about how great a holiday with everyone would be, and how she needed some new clothes and costumes. As the bubbling waters massaged her inflamed pussy, she wondered if Steve would like it if she waxed it, after all although she already trimmed her pubic hair, and she would need to trim it further if she wanted to wear some of the sexy costumes she had seen, and she really did want to drive him mad for her, as she was slowly fingering herself she got more and more excited and decided it would be a lovely surprise for him and she would love it too if she was completely bare. The water was now moving with a lot of force as it rushed against her hot pussy. Lifting one leg, she opened herself even more and felt the water push deeper into her pussy, making her pump her hips towards the watery penetration. The feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced before; she couldn't believe that she was actually letting the fast jets almost fuck her pussy. 

One hand stroked her breasts, pinching her nipples as her hips moved slowly underwater. She turned onto her side and rested her foot on the edge of the tub, leaving her pussy wide open to the pounding water fucking it. Rachel reached over to flick the switch up one more notch. The spa seemed to go into overdrive as the water was pounding itself into her open pussy and against her clit with amazing force. Her hips pumped back and forth, faster as the water worked its magic. Her eyes were half closed and her lips parted. She was making little moaning sounds as her hips thrust against the water jets that were fucking her pussy. Using one hand to balance in the water, she reached around behind herself and slowly inserted a finger into her asshole. 

"Oooooooh...mmmmmmff aaaaah.." she moaned and knew she would come soon if she didn't stop now. But "what the hell she groaned out loud, it's just feels so gooood." 

Her hips continued to buck and thrust against the jets again, the force of the water against her clit was delicious. Her body jerked with the orgasm that washed over her in wave after wave of pure pleasure until she was spent. It seemed to go on and on as her body made waves in the bathtub, splashing water over the side as the orgasm took control. When it finally ended, Rachel lay back in the warm water, breathing hard for a few more minutes, her body limp and relaxed, her eyes closed. When she finally opened her eyes...she thought to herself that this spa bath was a very good reason to move in here!!! However, wherever they ended up living they had to have one of these, and found that she was laughing out loud. Rachel knew it wouldn't be the last time she used the spa and wondered what it would be like to get Steve to join in too. Imagine the combined power of the jets and his shaft pleasuring at the same time she mused.

She turned the spa jets off and wrapped her still tingling body in the thick towels close by, as she did she checked the time noting that it was nearly an hour and a half since Steve had left. Suddenly a wicked thought entered her mind as she went into the bedroom and picked up the phone. The phone rang before an efficient voice at the other end answered.

"Hi Sarah, it Rachel…… How was your weekend?" She said smiling as spoke.

"Hi Rachel, great thanks …quiet but really restful. How about you?"

"Lovely thanks," 

Laughing she said "It was good to have some time for us… Its hard when you have as many kids as we do, so it was a real luxury." 

"I can imagine, Steve said the same earlier, he's free if you would like to speak to him"

"Thanks that would be great"

"I'll put you through, hold the line"

The next thing she heard was Steve's voice saying;

"Hi Babe, how are you?"

"Great, just had a bath and wanted to here your voice, is that ok?"

"I'm glad you rang, I missed you already." He grinned.

"Mmmm.. Missed you too, I used the spa in the en-suite for the first time, its .. Uhm .. very relaxing"

"Yeah its lovely, I wish I could have washed your back for you…Then again I doubt I would have just washed you!!!" he laughed.

"Well Babe, I found plenty to entertain me while I bathed, some of those jets are very strategically placed, I have to be honest, I had a great time, I sat there thinking of you and how much fun we could be having together, and took the matter into my own hands, you still owe me from earlier you know?"

Steve couldn't help himself he just groaned out loud as he imagined her playing with herself in the bath, he knew that the jets had a great effect on both male and females and he and Jane had spent many hours in there experimenting. But now it was Rachel's body he wanted to touch and caress whilst bathing.

"Did you enjoy it then?" he groaned

"Oh yeah sweety, it was amazing, I almost felt I could use the jets to penetrate me, I felt like I was fucking myself with them. God I wish you were there with me Steve, or here now I need you so badly."

Rachel's fingers traced her pussy again, her fingers parting her lips and rubbing her clit softly again as she told Steve how hot she was for him. Laughing she told him she wished he could come home and sort her out, but she knew how busy he was today, but not to think he was going to get to sleep early tonight as she intended repayment in full. He grinned and told her that he would come home if he could, but he couldn't, things calmed down a bit and they chatted about what she intended to do that day. She said she was coming into town shopping a soon as she dressed, and that she would look at holidays too, he said not to worry if she couldn't, they could look for late deals off the internet. Finally he asked if she was free for lunch, and she said she would see and call him later on his mobile, as her bath had taken longer than expected!!! Anyway, she said that if they met for lunch, she would probably get arrested for public indecency. He laughed out loud, told her he loved her and said goodbye. Secretly he wished that they could meet and he could repay her what he owed her from earlier. 

He tried to get on with his day, but for the next hour, all he seemed to be able to think about when he was alone, was the image of her pleasuring herself in his bath. He phoned Rob and Claire and agreed what time to pick them up this evening, he was strangely nervous about that, but he owed them the courtesy of telling them face to face about how he felt about Rachel. After several short meetings and getting back to work without distraction, Sarah buzzed him and told him that Rachel had rung while he was in a meeting and would he ring her as she had found a holiday, but wanted to run it by him first.

Picking up the phone, he dialled her mobile, "Hey sexy, calmed down a bit now?" He teased when she answered.

"Hey gorgeous" she laughed "just a bit … you?"

"A little… Sarah said you had found a holiday worth considering"

"Yeah, but I realised I didn't really know what you liked, although we talked about it, I wanted your opinion first."

"Where are you now Hun?"

"Sitting on a bench in The Hayes"

The Hayes is a large tree lined pedestrian thoroughfare in the city centre and was no more than five minutes from the office.

"I have time if you want to grab a sandwich and look at the brochure if you want to meet. Do you want to come here or shall I meet you?"

"Can you come to me? If I come to the office, we will be far longer than we need to be, and I have got so much to get through today" 

She sounded as if she was really stressed already, bless her, just listening to her voice, made his heart melt.

"Ok babe, I meet you in ten minutes ok?"

"Fine I'm outside the concert hall ok?"

"Ok, see you there"

I mentioned to Sarah that I was popping out to meet Rachel, but would not be long and hurried out to meet her. She was sitting on a bench reading a magazine. It struck me how truly beautiful mature women can be, wearing a simple floral print spaghetti strapped summer dress with a camisole underneath, covered by a small cotton cardigan and elegant healed sandals. Her dark hair was loose and floating gently in the breeze and she wore dark glasses in the sunshine. To me she looked stunning and unbelievably sexy, she was not aware of the male interest she was causing. Looking up she gave me such a lovely smile, quickly followed by a loving kiss, which stirred up all the earlier images I had of her in the bath. Grinning at me knowingly, she lightly touched the front of my trousers and almost surreptitiously stroked my length;

"Pleased to see me then?" she teased

"Ofcourse I grinned"

Actually my body ached for her, I felt like a teenager again, but with understanding and maturity to handle moments like this as almost a detached form of foreplay. It heightened my senses increasing the expectation of what would surely come later, but just the pleasure of an unplanned meeting with the person you love was enough for now. We quickly sat back down on the bench and began to chat about the holiday options. She had found several options, one on the isle of Crete, which looked great but it meant that we would have to share two rooms, an option we didn't really want, two on Minorca, the first was a lovely hotel where you could have an apartment with space for us all, but the hotel seemed geared to those a little older, and not to a family with three kids. The second was lovely but it was self-catering only and was in an extremely busy resort. The natural option for both of us seemed to be Majorca in a resort called Calla Bona, which the brochure said was a resort that has managed to retain its colourful harbour, with quaint narrow streets that were lined with attractive bars and open-air cafés. There is a 17th-century watchtower on the Punta de n'Amer headland that is in easy reach and the beautiful village of Porto Cristo was just a short drive south. Combined with the pretty harbour and plenty of waterside cafés, the brochure said that the magnificent Caves of Drach were just outside the village; an attraction that I knew the kids would love. The hotel was an aparthotel called The Bonaire, which offered a high standard of accommodation and comfort. The pictures of the complex looked great and the brochure stated that it was ideal for families with a well-planned activity programme, which would give us the space to relax as well. If it was just the two of us then we would have gone for something a little more genteel and exclusive, but this was about family and ensuring that the kids had a great holiday. Rachel agreed, and said that if we had time we could go and book it together, I thought that was a great idea too and within 45 minutes we were sorted and the trip confirmed, although there was much discussion about who paid for what!!! There was never any question really I won which made the young travel agent grin as we had a minor domestic at her desk.

I asked her if she wanted to come back to office for a coffee, but she declined, saying that while she loved me very much, if she had a chance of visiting my office or shopping for clothes, then there was no contest, shopping won every time. With that she kissed my cheek and grinned saying she would see me later, I stood watching her wander off down the street towards the shopping centres, and not for the first time in the last few days counted my blessings and silently thanked God for my finding happiness again. I decided that a small detour via an exclusive jeweller was in order, as I wanted to look at rings, the sooner I could make her my fiancé and ultimately my wife the better. I rang Sarah and let her know I would be a little longer than expected, and headed to the jewellers, in all honesty I didn't expect to purchase a ring that day but wanted to look and get a feel for what was available.

Cardiff is full of quaint Victorian shopping arcades, that have a wide range of shops dealing with specialist products and you often find exclusive shoe shops, or designer clothes shops in them, but today I wanted the services of a lovely old jeweller in Royal Arcade, the company had been there for many years and had specialised in high quality pieces, that were always modern, but retained the level of class and quality I needed. I knew that Rachel loved simple pieces so it seemed natural to look at solitaire rings, probably set in white gold or platinum. A very well dressed lady who was slightly overweight but with immaculate blond shoulder length hair and manicured nails greeted me and asked me if I needed assistance. I smiled politely and told her what I had in mind and after I had determined my budget she showed me several styles and one in particular caught my eye, it was a Millennium solitaire ring, it was a beautiful piece which had a 0.70 carat Millennium Classic Diamond at its heart. The diamond was set in eighteen-carat white gold that emphasised the sparkle and fire of the lovely stone, I loved it, it was everything that represented my image of Rachel, it was elegant yet stunning at the same time and square cut of the diamond gave it an originality that I thought enchanting. I couldn't resist it and told the women the size I needed, which thankfully they was size of the ring she had showed me. I handed the woman my card and stood there for a couple of minutes whilst it was authorised, it doesn't matter how successful I have become recently, I can never rid myself of the angst of my card being rejected!! As usual it was fine, and I had just bought a £2500 pound engagement ring, which I decided to give her tonight before I met Rob and Claire.

Back at the office I could not help my good mood, and my staff obviously could tell something good had occurred over lunch. Sarah came in and asked if I would like a drink, giving me a quizzical look. Sarah had been my PA for over five years, and had been a rock in the tough times, often shielding me from difficult situations, which I could not deal with at the time. She was a real gem and was very attractive too. She was 29 with long light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and an oval face simply highlighted a slim build, slightly larger than average bust, and impossibly long legs. Generally she was a lovely looking woman, I often mused that if she hadn't been extremely happily married then I could have fallen for her, although prior to meeting Rachel, I would have said that she was considerably taller than I normally preferred, but somehow, however as lovely she was there was no chemistry, she loved her husband and daughter and never showed any sign of interest in anyone else, me included.

I had looked after her well, she was paid considerably more than was normal for a PA, but then she did much more than was normal too. Therefore, it is fair to say we had an extremely close relationship, I had visited her house with the kids and she and her family had spent time with us as well, so when she brought in my coffee, shutting the door and sitting down opposite me, I knew I was in for a grilling.

"So how was lunch?" She casually asked

Grinning I said innocently;

"Fine, we booked a holiday to Majorca leaving on the 24th May and coming back on the 7th June which is a Saturday, so I'll be back in the office on the 9th, so could you leave Monday free for me to catch up on the merger developments, please?"

"Yeah of course, so how was your weekend with Rachel? It must have been lovely to have some time alone with out the kids…." 

She smiled sweetly throughout, but I knew her well enough to know that she was probing me about what had happened. As I said, she and I had become friends so I grinned and shaking my head as I answered.

"You get more like Helen everyday!!! Seriously we are so happy, when Jane died, I never expected to feel anything for anybody again. But Rachel.." 

I paused trying to find my words

"… makes me feel so….. alive again, its amazing" 

I had a huge lump in my throat and saw her eyes fill up as she smiled and got up and walked around my desk and hugged me tightly, when she finally let me go, I pulled the ring box out of my pocket and opening it I said;

"Infact we agreed to build a future together, so I'm going to ask her formally to marry me later…… What do you think?"

Sarah cried openly hugging me so tightly again, and told me that it was beautiful and that it was fantastic news, she thought Rachel was wonderful, and asked me did she know about the ring? I explained to her about the commitment we had made, but that we hadn't made it official, although she had told me that she definitely wanted to marry me and explained that her first marriage had been so unhappy, that she had doubted she could ever feel able to commit to someone again, but she now felt that we were meant to be together. Smiling at Sarah I asked her not to say anything to anyone until I had met with Rob and Claire later that night. She promised she wouldn't and told me that I had made her day and that Mike (her husband) would be so pleased too, thanking her for her support I smiled warmly as she turned and left.

The rest of the afternoon was quiet but extremely busy, my main task was to meet with my partner Ed, who was the other major shareholder, about how we would operate after we had merged with the recruitment company we were acquiring at the end of June. Although we were taking a controlling interest in the business, we needed to maintain autonomy for both companies whilst ensuring that their operating processes mirrored ours within the next eighteen months. We had agreed most of the key positions in the new structure except one and that was the transition/implementation directors' role. We had looked hard for the right person but failed. To me it had to be from in-house, but there had been no obvious candidate to date. If we didn't sort it soon, it would be down to one of us to take it on. I felt that we were to critical to the prime business to risk trying to do both roles in the new structure. I had an idea on how to solve it but needed his buy in before broaching the subject; we had agreed to meet at 3pm in my office. I loved this building, it had originally been an old post office, which we had kept the façade and completely rebuilt the structure behind in order to create the working environment we wanted, which was modern but refined, we always made sure there was good art on the walls and each workstation had quality furniture, and allowed community spirit within the office, whilst ensuring that people had the privacy to work without interruption.

My office was comfortably decorated in cream, with high quality modern lightwood furniture and two comfortable black leather sofas' and a six seat round table for more formal meetings. Behind my Desk was a large arched window that had uninterrupted views of Cardiff Bay. My other luxury was that I had my own private bathroom and dressing area with sole access from this room. The partition from the outer office was glass but had internal blinds between the double glazed panels that could be shut electronically from my desk. In addition I had built in multi media system that allowed me to make detailed and extremely complex presentations from my desk also if required.

Ed arrived bang on time and we greeted each other warmly, after initial pleasantries we got down to business, I had known him for nearly 11 years and although we got on well, and were extremely effective in business, we were no more than close colleagues, he and his wife had no children, and lived a very clinical existence, he was fanatical about fitness and health and his home was like something straight out of an Ideal Home magazine. His wife was an ex fashion model, who was still involved in the fashion industry and it fair to say they led an almost narcissistic existence, their lives revolved wholly around their own needs and they led a very high profile lifestyle, particularly for a provincial UK city, but he was perfect as a front man for our business. Jane and I had always worried about the children creating havoc when we visited. A great guy but extremely different, but the best sales and marketing guy I had ever met. I closed the blinds and asked Sarah not to disturb us until we had finished, as we relaxed on the sofas drinking our coffee. I started;




Life after Death Ch. 10



"Any thoughts on who we can use to handle the transition and implementation role Ed?" "Well actually I have had an idea, but I am not sure you are going to like it Steve…."

"Shoot" I said, "I have one too…but you first," grinning.

"Ok then……… Sarah …… She'd be brilliant at it Steve" almost apologising for suggesting we relinquish her from her current position.

He looked at me expecting the worst but I roared with laughter and told him those were my exact thoughts as well, and that I knew we were good together in business, but I never realised that we were that good. My next question was at what level would she operate? Providing ofcourse she was interested, I thought she would be as she had been increasingly expanding her workload over the last two years. He thought that we should give her a substantial raise, but was happy to leave those issues to me and that she should report directly to us, again something I thought perfectly acceptable. My next subject was a little trickier as it would have a profound effect on everyone.

"Ed, the next thing I want talk about is me, as you know too well the last couple of years have not been easy"

He nodded sympathetically and started to say something, I raised my hand as if asking him to let me finish.

"I would like to take it easier once we have bedded this new deal in place, possibly even take a back seat, Rachel and I are going to make a go of this, and I have come to the conclusion that I would like to take some time to enjoy life a little. I have no interest at this stage of selling out or not being part of the company, but I would like to be less hands-on in the future. I suppose that I'm saying that by two years today I would like to be considerably less involved on a daily basis."

"Wow! I knew you were looking at ways to take things forward mate, but I wasn't expecting you to say this. Are you happy with her? I know how happy you and Jane were, I really hope it works for you"

"Thanks Ed, she's wonderful, so different from Jane, but I feel complete when she is near me and thankfully she and Alice feel the same about us"

"That's great Steve, honestly …. You take your time and we can work out the future later, but at the moment it is just between you and I…. ok?"

"Fine and thanks Ed" and with that he stood up and we shook hands and left, which made me smile slightly, because as close as were professionally there was little emotion there. We had just made two huge decisions with regard the future of business and he left without hardly any thought, but then we had known each other for a long time and the trust was very strong, he knew I would not leave the business in trouble and I knew he would understand my actions. I called Sarah in and asked her to shut the door as she sat down she looked unusually apprehensive; I was never usually this formal with her anymore.

"Sit down Sarah, I need to talk to you"

She looked petrified and I couldn't help noticing how lovely she looked, but it was just an observation, just as you would admire a beautiful racehorse or an exquisite painting.

"I'm just going to come out with this and we can talk about it when I'm done ..Ok?" She nodded worriedly

"First don't look so worried," I smiled" secondly as you know there are going to be some huge changes when we merge with Staffing Solutions, and we have some massive operational issues to manage if we are not going to jeopardise the future of both companies. We need someone can run the business operationally, co-ordinating the transition of our ways, processes and systems into theirs as we fully integrate. As you know I have been looking for the right person for a while now"

"Have you got someone then?" she asked?

"I hope so.. That is if they are interested in the role that is" I said smiling warmly at her for the first time.

"Who is it?"

"You, if you want it. Obviously there would be a significant salary increase and I would make you a director of the company with an initial group share holding of 2%. What do you say?

She was shaking, the shock was obvious, and then she just beamed, getting up and running to the other sofa she hugged me again, then she just stood there in complete shock.

"I don't know what to say"

"Just say yes" I grinned.

"I want to, very much but can I tell Mike first? It will have a massive impact on our lives; I would really like to tell him first."

"Ofcourse Sarah take your time … you know what the job entails better than anyone, talk it over with Mike tonight and let me know tomorrow"

She thanked me and said she couldn't believe that we thought she was capable of the role, but when I explained that she knew the requirements better than virtually anyone else other than Ed and myself, she seemed to accept it. Besides she had effectively been running HR for me for over two years, coupled to the fact that she was an extremely able manger who regularly deputised for me when I was away, she began to understand my reasoning. I told her to go home and celebrate and we could finalise everything tomorrow when she talked to her husband. I then said that I was going home myself in a short while, and could she ask Phillip to bring the car round to the front door for me as I had something important to do as well.

Grinning at me again, she thanked me and kissed me on the cheek, telling me that she hoped I would find the happiness I deserved. I hugged her again and told her how happy I was. She wished me luck for both my dinner with Jane's' parents and asking Rachel officially to be my wife. I thanked her and began to pack away my desk, just as I did, my mobile rang and I saw it was Rachel. Answering it I smiled as I said;

"Hi Babe …how are you?"

"Great just finished and was wondering what time you could get home?"

"Actually I was just packing my case.. Did you get everything you needed?"

"Great… yes nearly …… I was wondering if you could give me a lift home I left my car at yours and came in by taxi as I thought you would work later and I could get everything done and meet you for a lift, but I have done everything I was desperate for. So, if we can spend an hour or so together before you have to go out all the better! Can you give me 15 minutes and I'll meet you there"

"Ok, no problem…. see you soon… I love you"

"Love you too darling… see you soon"

Smiling I as my phone went dead, my office phone went and I began to wonder if I would ever get out of there today, it was Sarah telling me that Claire was on line 3 for me. Picking it up and after chatting with her for a while I could tell something was on her mind. So I asked what was wrong? She said that she and Rob had been chatting and they knew that I was going to ask them for their blessing to marry Rachel, which was automatically given, they could see how happy both the kids and I were and they knew Jane would be happy for us. So why didn't we all go out for dinner together early and go to one of the many child friendly places close by. I was so touched by this, that I was speechless and stood there stammering my thanks and said I would get hold of Rachel and see whether she could make it at short notice, I was sure she could, but I needed to give her the chance of declining if she wished.

I met her in reception 5 minutes later after saying goodbye to Sarah, and relayed my conversation with Jane's mum, and I could see the tears begin to show in her beautiful eyes and I heard the emotion in her voice as she told me how pleased she was that they felt so positive about our relationship and ofcourse she would love to come too. We decided that we would just go to a local Steak House because it was laid back and relatively quick, I phoned Claire and let her know and they agreed to meet us there at 7pm, which was later than we would have liked with the kids, but as it was so close to my house, it meant the girls would only be up an hour later than usual. Rachel, chatted happily all the way home, telling me about her shopping and a little more about the holiday, and how she had seen some great stuff for the kids to wear. It was mundane, normal chatter that thousands of couples have everyday of their lives, but it was like music to my ears, listening to her tell me about her day. After a while she slowed and I began to do the same, telling her about offering Sarah promotion and agreeing with Ed and that I wanted to take a step back, the only thing I didn't mention yet was the ring in my pocket, I wanted to do that in private at home before the kids came back from their daily sitter, Alice was also met from school today and was at a friends, so we had about an hour and a half to ourselves before they came home.

We arrived at my home around 4.15 or so and as we got out of the car and walked to the house with me carrying her shopping she stopped, turning around she kissed me telling me how happy she was and that she loved me very much. I couldn't hold her close because of the bags I was holding, but was happy just let her kiss me and responded as best I could, smiling I told her that I had missed her and was so happy she could come with me tonight. Opening the door I put the bags down in the hall and grabbed her close again, my lips brushing hers as my hands roamed over her back and down over her bum, I instantly felt hard, just being close to her today, was driving me crazy. Laughing, she pulled away and said as she gently ran her hands over the front of my trousers and stroked my hard shaft.

"Someone's pleased to see me at least!!" she almost whispered as she said; "You still owe me from earlier mind"

"I know darling, do you reckon we have time before we have get the kids?

"Mmm …. That would be nice, I bought some stuff you'll love today, lovely little summer dresses and tops and some really lacy underwear … I can't wait for you to see them."

I groaned as she nibbled my bottom lip and ran her finger nails over my chest, the feeling of them through the material of my work shirt drove me crazy, as well as the fact she ground herself against my hard shaft. Kissing her passionately for what seemed like a lifetime, I was lost in the feeling of complete belonging, pulling away for a second I led her into the living room and sat her on the sofa, leaning into and kissing her again as I knelt infront of her, nervously I checked that the little box was still in my pocket and after confirming I hadn't lost it on the way home I started to say;

"Rachel, I know we talked for so long this weekend about how we feel about each other, I love you so much, and today not being together, I realised just how much I truly love you, just hearing your voice when we spoke on the phone or seeing you sitting on a bench in a busy street made me realise that you are part of me now. I know I said this yesterday, but I wanted to show you how much you mean to me …."

Pulling the little box out of my pocket as I looked into her eyes and held her hand, I asked;

"Rachel would you do me honour of marrying me?"

I opened the box to show her the ring as she squealed in delight and threw her arms around me, tears running down her cheeks as she smiled and softly said;

"Yes, Yes, Yes, my love, thank you … ofcourse I'll marry you, its beautiful, I love white gold and the stone is lovely, I don't deserve this Steve, thank you so much …… Oh god I love you"

With that she just held me tight and we both sobbed with happiness, clinging to each other, as if we were the only two people left in the world, Slowly as we parted, I lifted her hand and put the ring on her finger, thank god it fitted perfectly and she sat there almost in a daze looking at it and smiling she said.

"Thank you, I love you so much and I can never remember being so happy as you have made me in the last few months. I can't believe we have arrived to this point so quickly but I know in my heart it is the right thing for us all and I want to spend the rest of my life with you Steve. If I had my way I would never leave your side, but just knowing you are there waiting for me is enough."

I agreed and we sat there quietly for a minute and just held hands smiling, I think we both felt that we had made our lives complete somehow, then as in all these situations we realised we could not sit there all afternoon and got up to do mundane things like put the kettle on and move the bags upstairs etc. I made a cup of tea as she took the shopping up and followed her with hers, I found her lying on the bed in just her camisole and panties just looking at the ring on her finger, she was totally unaware of my presence and I thought she had never looked so beautiful as she did then. This was the woman that had agreed to spend the rest of her life with me, and as I moved slightly she noticed my presence and lying back on the bed she smiled at me.

"I was just changing and was probably going to shower when I couldn't help looking at how beautiful it is."

She was blushing as she spread out on the bed and she patted the bed inviting me to join her, I said I was grubby from my day at the office and should freshen up, but she laughed and said that she was the same from her day shopping so why didn't I come here and lie with her for a while and we could be dirty together. I said ok but I needed to get out of these clothes first, to which she replied that was excellent idea. We both knew where this was leading but we just acted as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. Lying next to her in just a pair of white cotton boxers I held her close, enjoying the scent of her perfume and found myself nuzzling into her soft neck and kissing her shoulder as she lay close and softly kissed my chest, it was so intimate, so gentle that I was lost in the sensation of belonging I felt.

As I lay there next to her, she moved one hand from behind my head and pushed her hair back from her brow. I began to move the tips of my fingers down across her eyebrows, down her nose, gently moving them to her lips. Tracing their outline, before she licked the tip and began to suck it deep into her mouth as I moved my finger in and out as she sucked on it. Sliding it out, coating her lips with saliva, before moving it back in, thrusting it into her mouth. I whispered to her that I loved her lips, and that they were so soft and that I loved the way they look wrapped around my finger, but that they looked even better when she sucked my shaft. Slowly sliding my finger out of her mouth and resting my hand on her delicate shoulder, I pushed her back gently so that she was lying flat on the bed again. Turning so that I was leaning halfway over her, teasing me she told me that I still owed her from this morning and that she felt neglected and that she needed attention, infact she needed a lot of attention, and infact she was a little overdressed as well so if I removed her camisole and knickers I could give her breast and pussy some attention, infact I could give them a lot of attention if I wanted. 

Chuckling as I remove the flimsy garments, I lowered my head, and took her nipple into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it, sucking it deeper into my mouth as I rubbed my tongue across the hardness of her nipple. As she held my shoulder, I gently bit down, sending a thrill that I knew ran right through to her core, she groaned with pleasure as I caressed her breasts with both my mouth and hands, then stroking my way around her body until I reached her pussy, tracing the vee of her mons, she softly whispered that her pussy was on fire, her juices seemed to be flooding over my fingers as I continued sucking deeply on each nipple in turn. As I take it deep into my mouth, my free hand caresses and tweaks the other. Her back arched her exquisite body against mine from the intense pleasure she was feeling. Telling me not to stop as it was so arousing, so exhilarating, yet again I moved my mouth to her other breast, and pulling the nipple between my lips, raking it with my teeth, suckling it hard. She moaned that I better not stop what I was doing to her or she wouldn't marry me. 

Grinning, I moved back from her slightly, my hand trailing down to her pussy once more as she spread her legs wide to give me better access, I moved my hand through her wetness, rubbing across her clit, teasing my way down to her opening and sliding one finger into the fire of her pussy as far as I could. I'm always surprised how tight she is, I look down at her with a slightly amazed look on my face and tell her how tight she feels, that I can only go so far and that I love her so much. I press my finger in deeper, and then slowly pull out and inserted another finger into her as she ground against my hand urging me to go deeper wanting me to finger her harder and as I massaged her g-spot, her breath caught in her throat as I felt her climax start to rise, but I pulled back, because I needed to move myself around her, pressing my cock towards mouth. I told her that I loved the fact that she was so tight, and that I had to lick her so that she would be ready for me. I moved my mouth to her soft pussy lips and began to kiss and lick at her clit, gently blowing a stream of warm air against it as I traced the outline of her lips with my fingers. Then I softly started to lick. From the bottom to the top, when I reached her clitoris once more, I gave it a quick little flick and went back down again, each time I pushing my tongue in deeper and deeper scooping out the sweet juices with my tongue. Rachel moaned out loud and began writhing with abandoned pleasure as I took her swollen clit between my lips and sucked lovingly on it and slipping a finger in side again. I felt my shaft being sucked between Rachel's lips, and as she sucked I could feel the blood pulsing through my cock, as it throbbed and twitched and I got harder and harder as she sucked on the bell end of my cock, she managed to probe the eye of my member with the tip of her tongue, her teeth gently rubbing up and down the shaft and she moved her head backwards and forwards, encouraging me to match her rhythm with upwards pelvic thrusts. Yet her fingers nails were caressing the sack of my balls, sending shivers of excitement repeatedly through my body. 

Within seconds I felt that I would explode and pulled away and moved down between her legs. I pressed my hot, hard cock deep into her, slowly sliding in. It felt so good as I crushed my body down into hers as I drove my cock, deep into tight welcoming pussy. She pulled her legs up, wrapping them around my waist, thrusting her body up into mine. She grabbed the pillow under her head; as I press my face down into her neck and pound my full length into her. I whisper into her ear that she feels so good, that she feels so tight around my shaft, and that I could keep fucking her forever. 

I reached down around behind me, grabbing her ankles and pulled them up higher, as I pressed more firmly into her, the Sweat was covering our bodies as we slid together, then apart and then together again. As I thrust into her, I was reaching right to her very core, thrusting into her harder and harder, driving her so close to her climax. I pulled her legs up in front of me, almost touching her own shoulders, which gave me better leverage. She began to moan, deep guttural groans, telling me to keep fucking her that it felt so good and could I feel her orgasm building, begging me to fill her pussy with my hot cum, but I wasn't ready to cum yet as I pressed into her again, pushing deep into her scalding pussy. I started to tell what a great fuck she was, and that I wanted her to cum for me, she started to shudder telling me she was close, our bodies dripping with sweat as her orgasm began to explode around my shaft, as she cried out, her breath catching with each sob, with each sensual moan. Eventually I could take no longer and came hard and strong into her hot velvet pussy, willing her to milk my shaft of all my juicy cum. As I came to my senses, I reached out ran my fingers lovingly through her silky dark hair thanking her and telling her how much I loved her.




Life after Death Ch. 11



We deliberately showered separately so that there were no further distractions, as we had to be ready for when Tim and Issy got home from their after school sitter and Alice came home from her friends. Rachel was pleased, as she had bought a lovely outfit that day that she thought would be ideal for this evening. I pottered around downstairs for a while, making sure that I caught up on my e-mails and fed the dog whilst allowing Rachel the space to get ready. Just before 5.30 Alice arrived, having been brought home by her friend's mum, who was obviously intrigued by Rachel's "new man" as she put it, because she did everything she could to find out about me and what I did, and gushed about what a lovely house I lived in. I thanked her for the compliment and said to Alice that she needed to go inside and find Mummy as we were going out for a meal with Tim and Issy's Nan and Grampa, she thanked Marie for having her and skipped off into the house looking for Rachel. I stood there making idle conversation, as Marie tried to either dig more information out of me or wangle her way into my home to nose around. Neither was particularly forthcoming, I might add much to her obvious disappointment. 

She was one of those typical mothers that if you were kind you would call pleasingly plump; however, if she put any more weight on she would be fat. Right now she could still be regarded as attractive, but any more and she would be passed by as being just another overweight woman who took no pride in her appearance. She was still trying to pry into our business, in order to gain more play ground gossip for the next day when Rachel appeared at my side apologising for not coming out to see her sooner but she was changing to go out. As I looked at lovely fiancé my mouth dropped, she had on a clingy black sheath dress with a scoop neckline, stockings and black high heel shoes, a black choker around her neck with a piece of jet at the front, her black hair fell in waves down around her face to make a collar across the tops of her breasts and back. Her eyes were lightly lined with mascara and her full lips shone with her red lipstick. The contrast in the two women was startling, Rachel tall, slim and with her dark hair cascading around her face, Marie, shorter being about 5'3", plumper with mousy hair that was tied into a rough ponytail, it is unfair to compare as I am sure that if she had been going out, she also would have also made the best of what she had. But standing there, as Rachel suggested I needed to go in and change soon, she obviously realised that her mission to gather information had been curtailed for today. Just as she was getting into her people carrier and saying goodbye, my own kids arrived with their sitter, obviously hoping to prolong the chat Marie started to get back out of the vehicle, but although it may have been rude of me, I made a beeline for Vanessa and my children, leaving Rachel to get rid of Marie once and for all.

Vanessa was also a Mum at Issy's primary school, but was the exact opposite, she had picked up the kids from school ever since Jane had been ill, she knew exactly what we had been through and had been wonderful throughout, although I had paid her, she did it out of the goodness of her heart. She was in her thirties as well, and had been a friend of Jane's but not especially close, but recognised our need when it was at its greatest. Since meeting Rachel, she had never pried into our business or been overly inquisitive, however, because of her attitude, I found that we inevitably told her things that were normally reserved for close family. Although, to Tim and Issy in many ways she had been a surrogate mum on times, she never overstepped the mark, infact she was now another vital link in the support chain I had built up in the last few years. She greeted Rachel warmly, commenting how great she looked and hoped that I was taking her somewhere special. We laughed as we waved to a slightly disgruntled Marie as she drove off and told her we were taking Jane's parents out for a meal with the kids.

"Oh lovely she replied, what's the occasion?" she smiled and then immediately looked worried as if it was an important date she had missed.

"We are going out to celebrate... Look" Rachel smiled as she held out her left hand to show Vanessa her ring.

Vanessa squealed in delight "That's beautiful, Congratulations, what did the kids say?"

"Well they know we all want to live together as a family and we talked about Steve and I spending the rest of our lives together last night, but we haven't told them about this yet because Steve only proposed formerly just over an hour ago" She beamed. "That's so great, I hope you will be so happy and I'm sure Tim and Issy will be fine, all they talk about recently is you and Alice and what you all did together." With that she hugged us both and said she was taking her two to KFC as a treat and that she would see us tomorrow.

We went into the house and sitting in the kitchen as we made a cup of tea, I asked Rachel if she was ready to tell them our news. Beaming at me she said

"Ofcourse the sooner the better!!"

I called them down and the girls came bustling in chattering away about their day and what had happened in their respective schools. Tim ambled in already play on his Gameboy, but happy never the less, particularly as he had just been told by Alice that we were all going to his favourite steakhouse with his grandparents. We looked at each other wondering where to begin; Rachel had her right hand crossed over her left, inadvertently hiding her ring.

"Guys..." Rachel began "you know we were talking about the future last night and the fact that we would one day all live together?"

They all nodded, and Tim looked quizzical but interested at what was going to happen next, but he was smiling at our obvious discomfort, I think it was pretty obvious to him we were about to make an announcement of some kind.

"Well,... Steve and I love each other very much, and we have talked about how we all move forward."

"Why don't you just get married?" Issy asked with her usual directness.

We both laughed and I said, "Sweety, I asked Rachel to marry me today, but it has to be ok with all three of you. We want to be a family, that is happy and if there is a problem then we need to deal with it now"

Alice jumped up and down on the spot with excitement, shouting I'm going to have a big brother and sister!!!! Issy got up of the chair and ran around the kitchen whooping with joy and Tim hugged Rachel and I and said quietly,

"You know how I feel, Welcome to our family Mum..."

Rachel hugged him and then the girls as the tears running down her cheeks as they all crowded round looking at her ring. Tim looked up at me and smiled just as the girls launched themselves at me, hugging me too. I think Rachel was shocked at their response in the same way I was pleased at Alice's acceptance of me, I said I better go and change or I'd be holding everyone up, Tim asked whether he needed to shower or not and when I raised my eyebrow and grinned at him, He grinned and said

"Ok, OK, I'll shower now" with that he was off up the stairs to get ready. Rachel took the girls off as well and kissed me softly as she left, saying

"I never thought I'd ever say this again, but I love you so much baby and I cant wait to be your wife, lets do it sooner my love, I can't wait for the matching band to go with this ring."

"Are you sure darling? Nothing would make me happier than to be married to you tomorrow if I could."

"Steve, I have never been more sure of anything in my life, lets get tonight out of the way and then we can start to plan our future together."

"Ok sweety, that sounds like a plan" I grinned as I kissed the tip of her nose.

As I stood in the bedroom choosing out some clothes, black linen trousers and white short sleeve shirt, Tim wandered in having changed into a pair of jeans and an Ospreys rugby jersey, and said,

"Dad, I meant what I said last night, if I hadn't been Mum's by birth I would have chosen Rachel as a mum, I hope I didn't put pressure on you to ask her to marry us."

I smiled at his turn of phrase and said warmly.

"Son, you didn't put pressure on me to ask her, we had decided we wanted to be together over the weekend, I just wanted to make it official and after I saw her in Cardiff at lunchtime today, I was walking through Royal Arcade and saw the rings and decided not to wait. Are you really ok with it?" 

"Sure dad, She and Alice are great, although both her and Issy together are a right pain, but I like the idea of us all being together. I think mum would have really liked her too. I hope she feels happy about it"

"Tim, someday I'll tell you why I am sure that she is happy about this, I will never forget her though, we loved each other very much and were together for 18 years, and that love will be with me until the day I day, but I can love Rachel as much and we accept our pasts and our new found love unconditionally. I hope you find the same happiness oneday, I really do"

"I often feel she is watching over us, you know? Sometimes when I'm do something I am worried about or if I'm not sure what to do, it's as if I get this little voice telling me which way to go. Do you know what I mean?

"Yeah I do, I know exactly what you mean" I smiled

"Are you sure about this Dad? I want Rachel to be with us more than anything, other than Mum not to having died, but we can manage if you are doing this for us. We would understand honestly"

"Do you think I would do this just have someone look after you both, really?"

"No" he grinned

"Listen, I love Rachel with all my heart, I will never stop loving your Mum, but can you understand that I love Rachel equally? Nothing made me happier than when she said yes today, well that's not quite true actually, when the three of you were so happy and I saw the look on her face when you all reacted and then when you teased her by calling her mum, that was in someway better than her saying yes, it meant we all felt the same about each other, so it was doubly special somehow."

He hugged me and said he better get on or we would both get into trouble for being late, I grinned and agreed, best not to keep Nan and Grampa waiting too long, especially not tonight. We went down Rachel had the girls looking lovely, and even though I knew what she was wearing, she still took my breath away when I saw her waiting serenely in the kitchen. Smiling I made sure everyone was ready and we started out to the car, Rachel looked a little apprehensive as we drove out into the country, I surreptitiously held her hand as we drove out of the village and smiled at her encouragingly as we drove, whilst the kids chattered on excitedly in the back about various topics, Alice said she missed her own bedroom and the horses, Issy said she could share hers and Tim said that he was sure we would give her own room when we decided where to live. In my own mind I was sure we would need to move, a thought I was dreading, but that could be discussed another day, preferably after the holiday and the merger. One thing was for sure Rachel needed to be close to the practice and her horses, and in someways my home was just a little to far away from some of her furthest clients.

We arrived at the steakhouse just as Rob and Claire were getting out of their car, The of chatter. We met up with them by our car and Claire gave Rachel a hug and told how lovely she looked whilst Rob smiled and greeted her warmly, I was comfortable with the evening after my earlier phone call with Claire, so I it was just like old times, a close family spending some quality time together, as we walked to the restaurant door Rachel and Claire were ahead of Rob and I, when I heard;

"Oh Rachel, that's lovely, we're so happy for you, look at Rachel's ring Rob, its beautiful"

Rob and I caught up just as Rachel was thanking her, and saying we had discussed marriage but she didn't expect me to go out and buy her a ring today. Rob smiled warmly and kissed her on the cheek and hugged her as he said;

"Its lovely Rach, we hope you'll both be really happy"

As we got to the door the kids were all working out what they would eat, ribs for Tim, Burger for Issy and Sausage for Alice, we all laughed happily as the waitress led us to a corner table near the back of the room, we were quite secluded as this particular chain put up rustic partitions between its tables topped off with coloured glass tiles that were at shoulder height when you were sitting. She handed us menus and gave the girls crayons and a colouring sheet each and once she had taken our drinks order left us to look at the menu. We chatted happily about various things, from what was going on with Jane's brothers and sister to what it was like being a working vet and our forthcoming holiday, but finally we settled into the area of when we planned to marry and what would type of wedding it was going to be etc. we explained we hadn't even thought that far ahead yet, but we would probably work out the details whilst on holiday and sort it out after the merger had gone through when Alice piped up;

"Claire..."

"Yes, sweetheart"

"You know now that Steve and Mummy are getting married now..."

"Yes love..."

Rachel looked at me, and my heart stopped, waiting for what was coming next.

"W-e-l-l, you know that Mummy's parents are in heaven with Jane now..."

Claire went with it, but Rachel looked petrified as to what was coming next.

"Will you be my Nanny now? Because I really need two Nannies and Mum needs new parents too... You can be ours if you want.."

Claire was sitting next to Alice and turned to her with tears in her eyes and scooped her up into her arms and said lovingly;

"Nothing would make me happier than to have you as my grandaughter sweety, and an extra daughter wouldn't go amiss either!!" 

She was still holding Alice but reached across the table and held Rachel's hand tightly. Somehow the innocence of Alice's outburst cemented the relationship between us all and I knew that not only would Jane approve if she were watching but her family would grow to love Rachel too. The rest of the meal went just as you would expect and by 9pm the girls were getting tired and we all decided to call it a day. Having settled the bill, we walked out to the car-park together, and as we were about to leave, I couldn't help myself but I hugged them both tightly thanking them for supporting me and making it so much easier for me to start again. They made the suitable reply about it being nothing, but sometimes I forgot that they were suffering as much as I was, that their grief was just as real and vivid as mine ever was. After all no parent should ever outlive their child, I hugged Claire tightly, telling them that I would never forget what they had done for us, before agreeing that we would see them later in the week and heading home.

Sitting in the car, Rachel seemed quieter than normal, asking her if she was ok? She told me she was fine, but I could see that she was still deep in thought, the kids were quiet too, so I drove through the lanes lost in my own thoughts, thinking how lucky I was to find her, hoping that the merger would be ok, a million things that run through your mind abstractly when you are in that situation. After about 15 minutes we were home and Rachel got the girls up to bed as I said goodnight to Tim too and put the kettle on and made a pot of coffee for us. After a little while she called me to go up and say good night to them, and if I didn't mind could I bring her coffee up too. I gathered our drinks and headed upstairs, I found Rachel sitting on the bed in just her bra and panties looking at her ring and as I put the drinks down I leant over and kissed her forehead. Smiling softly, she whispered;

"Say goodnight to the kids babe, and come back and give me a cuddle, I need one, a big one"

I was a little worried as she seemed to have the weight of the world on her shoulders, and I began to worry she might have thought we had moved to fast, I went in and sorted them out, which amounted to arranging their quilts as they were so shattered, Tim was already asleep, which was surprising as it was only just 9.45, so I headed back to the bedroom. Walking in Rachel, was now wearing my robe and curled up on the bed, I didn't know if she sill had her underwear on or if she was naked underneath, it was impossible to tell, other than she had taken her stockings off. Sitting next to her, I stroked her hair lovingly, asking;

"You ok love? You seem down, have we gone to quickly for you?"

She moved so quickly holding me tightly and said tearfully

"Hold me Steve, just hold me tight"

"What's wrong Sweetheart, Tell me please, we can sort it out, if you tell me"

"Nothing really, I am so happy and I love you so much, but I'm scared... what happens if I can't live up to Jane? I'm not her; I want to be loved for me not as her replacement. I was so happy when Claire said those things tonight, but then I began to worry about everything from her memory, to you comparing her to me when we make love. I know its stupid, but I can't help it"

With that she started to sob, it was obviously a bigger deal than I had thought, I took it at face value, she had always told me that she was dealing with Jane's memory, but I needed to show her just how much I loved her.

"Aw Babe, come here, let it out, you mean the world to me, I love you without any thought of comparison, you are so special, and yes I cannot erase her memory..."

"I don't want you too Steve..."

"I know love, but you don't understand how much I love you, you are the first thing I think of when I wake up, the last thing I think of before I sleep and there is hardly a minute during the day when I don't think of you. I will never forget Jane, I can't, I don't want too, we had a fantastic marriage and if she hadn't died we would still be together, but when I met you I knew that we could have an equally special life together. You are so different from her, when you make love, you are more adventurous, you know what you need and have no problem telling me exactly what you enjoy and when you want it. She was more reserved, we had our comfort zones, in many ways she expected me to know what she needed and hardly ever asked for anything. She loved to tease but we had definite boundaries, I have no concerns of telling you what I am thinking, you might not like the idea but you won't judge me. She never did consciously and our love life was superb, we did most things, but always at my instigation, very rarely would she start something new. I will do anything that makes you believe that my love for you is real, and that I am not just a sad man trying to recreate the perfect second wife in the image of the dead first one. I know that I can love again without any legacy from the first time, other than I know I can make someone happy and I truly believe that marriage is a great thing when two people love each other unconditionally. Rachel, please believe me darling, when I tell you that my love for you is life long and without condition. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and explore every new experience along the way with only you. If that means kids, new places to visit, new place to experience making love or even when we face the inevitable pitfalls that life will throw our way then as long as we can face them together, then that is all that matters."

She was crying now, deep heart felt sobs that wracked her body, as held me so tightly I was struggling to breathe.

"I know Steve, please forgive me, I don't know why I got so worked up, I am so happy, I have never felt this kind of love before, I know you have and its scares me that I won't live up to her in someway. I keep waiting for you do something to hurt me or put me down, I know you won't but he used too all the time, I get paranoid sometimes, please forgive me Steve. "




Life after Death Ch. 11



Not for the first time that day, I felt a massive concern about the negative influence Mark could have on our happiness. Hugging her close and kissing her hair, I said softly;

"My love there is nothing to forgive, just come here and trust me that I am in love with an amazing woman, who I never intend to let out of my sight for longer than necessary and definitely will never let out of my bed ever again."

Grinning I lifted her mouth to mine and kissed her sensuously and stroked her back through the thick robe. My tongue teased and probed her mouth as she began to relax, and pulling away slightly, she looked at me smiled and as sat up and began to unbutton my shirt telling me, that I was overdressed, soon I was just down to my boxers and smiled at her;

"Take off your robe baby" I said.

She shifted around into a kneeling position and shrugged the robe off, revealing herself completely to me for the first time since I came into the room. As I hoped she was completely naked underneath, and as I took in the exquisite sight of her pussy for a moment, the neatly trimmed strip of dark hair above her glistening pink lips stopped me dead in my tracks. Then I looked deeply into her eyes, she met my gaze, not upset anymore, just a sensuous woman who realised she was loved and needed to revel in the passion she and her lover were about to share.

I rolled over onto my back. "Come here my love," I whispered.

She moved closer until she could lie down on top of me. Her breasts flattened against my chest, hard nipples digging gently into my skin. I felt her heat from head to toe. One of her legs moved between my thighs, and my cock sprang to life rising to full strength as she wriggled against me, and I felt the tip push out of my boxers. I ran my hand along the back of her smooth thigh and up to her glorious bum. She wiggled against my touch when my hand slid over her buttocks. I pushed lower until a finger slipped into the warm space between her pussy lips. She made a small groaning sound deep in her throat. Her hips pressed down into mine and her tongue played across my lips. Softly cooing that she loved me and that she needed me to show how much I loved her too. I held her tightly and slid my finger in deeper as we moved against each other, our hips grinding slightly together as we caressed each other.

Finally she drew her face away and grinned mischievously and swung her leg around until she was straddling me and sitting up. I looked up into her beautiful flushed face, framed by her flowing hair, down to her breasts and their hard pink nipples and across her belly to the little strip of hair that now pushed against the crotch of my shorts. I could feel her juices seeping into the fabric and moistening the material and seeping through onto the shaft of my cock. She seemed to be in a dream as she moved her oily pussy along my shaft, each time her clit came into contact with the little button on the fly, I could feel her body give a little twitch of pleasure. I soon realised she was actually teasing herself with it, softly moaning as she slid back and forward against me. Then she ran her fingernails down my chest, pausing for a moment as they crossed my nipples teasing me and tweaking my nipples driving me to the next level of enjoyment before Finally her fingers found the tip of my shaft poking above the waistband. She wiped up the pre-cum and rubbed it between her fingers before looking me straight in the eye and slowly sliding her lips over each finger and sucking them clean of my juices. Her hips shifted slowly back and forth rubbing along the covered length of my cock and she harvested more pre-cum and repeated the exercise. I strained uselessly up against her, knowing that I was going to lose control in another minute if she didn't stop. I ran my hands up over the curve of her belly until they were lifting the exquisite weight of her breasts. I pressed them flat against her ribcage, and she arched her back as if to drive her nipples into my palms. Her hips pushed down harder into me, as she tilted her head back, eyes closed. Her hips moved further forward, past the waistband of my shorts until her swollen lips brushed wetly against the tip of my cock. I groaned, but she didn't seem to notice. The front of my boxers was almost transparent from our combined juices. 

I couldn't stand any more and I lifted my hips, reaching down and pushed at my boxers, she realised what I was trying to do and helped me to release my shaft. After a few wriggles they were down past my knees and I could kick them off. As my cock popped free, I sighed heavily with relief. Rachel kept her hips pressed against mine, but now her pussy lips ran agonizingly along the full length of my shaft, coating it in her delicious juices. I moved my hands to her hips and dug my fingers into her skin. She slid herself backward again, and the tip of my cock lodged in her opening.

She stopped moving and her eyes opened wide with a mixture of surprise and pleasure. "Oh," she groaned deeply as she shuddered with the sensation of my throbbing member entering her. I could almost feel her pussy pulling at my cock, trying to draw me further in. I gritted my teeth and held still. Whatever happened next was up to her; it was her decision to dictate the speed. She looked down at me, her eyes glazed. Her breasts rose slowly as she inhaled grabbed her own breasts and tweaked her nipples, pulling at them to increase her pleasure. Then releasing one breast she reached down to my cock and pushed it gently upward so that it slid further in, with a wicked grin she lifted first one deliciously hard nipple to her mouth and sucked it deep into her own mouth then did the same with the other, whilst using her free hand to play with her clit as her warm pussy swallowed all of my of shaft. As my cock reached the depths of her hot juicy cunt, she hesitated for a moment then moaned loudly, and then pulled off with an almost frustrated sigh and then sank down against me hard so that my cock stood straight up, pulsating inside her as her juices dripped out of her and into my already soaking my pubic hair.

"I'm sorry, I'm being selfish, but I need this deep in me tonight, I need you in me now!!" she said.

I looked up at her, legs splayed open, one knee raised slightly, giving me an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy as my throbbing shaft split it open. Her nipples stood up in rigid nubs, her hair fanned her head and shoulders.

I knew just what to do and I rolled her over onto her back, still managing to stay inside her and now above and facing her. As lightly as I could, I moved one hand over her body and started to run my fingers along her fine cheekbone and outlined her lightly parted lips. I caressed her neck, with its light flush, and over the top of her chest. I let just one finger graze a nipple and linger on its tip until I heard her inhale softly. I traced the tiny rise of the aureole then moved on, bumping over the bottom of her rib cage, sliding across her belly, dipping into her jewelled belly button. She closed her eyes and almost purred at my touch. She was so sensitive tonight, so responsive as she stretched her arms behind her head and opened her legs a little wider urging me back into her depths.

Pulling out and lying next to her I felt her need to be loved and pampered tonight; I knew instinctively that she wanted me to be slow, almost languid; I lovingly stroked her soft and gently rounded mons, brushing her pubic hair, I could feel the heat from her pussy as my palm grazed its outer lips. Stopping for a moment, I looked at her face, serene, eyes closed, completely trusting as her breasts rose and fell, beads of perspiration forming the hollow between them. It was time to move on again as I leaned over and kissed her, our lips barely making contact. Then I crawled down the bed and between her legs. With my face still a foot away from her pussy, the scent of her arousal was intense, willing myself to take it slowly, stopping myself from moving too quickly. Instead, I laid my palms on her inner thighs. I stroked them lightly enough to feel the silken texture of her skin as I caressed her lovingly. At the junction of her thighs I dragged my thumbs along her puffy lips until they were coated in her own moisture again. Rachel arched her back and made a small cry begging me not to tease her. It was as if her pussy was calling me to savour its dark depths and at its entrance the pink beacon that shows the direction but asks you to call and pay homage along the way. I couldn't wait any longer. I moved my face down until I could kiss her smooth inner lips. She gasped and her hips bucked at the contact, driving us closer together, leaving that first film of moisture on my lips that I love. Her scent was absolutely intoxicating, her taste sweet with a musky tang, infact I can never remember a previous lover who tasted so good. I continued to rest my hands on her thighs and dragged my tongue along one side of her opening, then pausing to pay her clit attention, before working my way along the other, tasting her juices again. Loosing track of time, I continued to carry on my oral worship of her pussy, after sometime, I pulled back for a moment, keeping myself in check as I could have so easily gone over the edge myself. I began to concentrate on her clit, standing proud, beautifully pink, slightly pointed, almost quivering with excitement each time I grazed my tongue over it. I leaned forward again and teased it with the tip of my tongue. 

Rachel's reaction was immediate; she made a high-pitched groan and twisted away from me. I loved the fact that she was so sensitive, I had barely touched her, sliding my hands gently along her thighs, trying to inflame her desires further as I traced the edges of her hipbones lightly with my fingertips. She sighed quietly, her body reacting as if I was sending an electric current through her body. Then I flicked her hot, rigid clitoris again with my tongue, she was ready for it this time pushing her pussy hard against me as she arched her back in pleasure and began to rock her hips so that they moved her clit up and down aggressively against my mouth. I matched her rhythm, and started to slowly lap in a circular motion with my tongue. She made a short, high pitch cry each time my tongue reached her nub, putting her hands on either side of my head the rocking of her hips became harder and more intense.

I kept my tongue pressed against her flesh as she dug her fingers into my hair and her cries became more lower-pitched, emanating from deep in her throat. She lifted her body up and held it just off the bed. I stopped moving for a moment and she began to shake, grinding herself against my mouth. She shrieked suddenly, crying out that she loved me and that she couldn't live without my tongue in her pussy, and then she abruptly curled up into a ball, hugging herself and moaning.

"Oh Fuck Steve... What have you done to me? God, you make me feel so fucking special... Ughhhhh... I have never come like that...ever!!!"

Her spasms continued for another minute. I tried to stroke her leg, to calm her, but she pushed me away.

"No," she said, almost sobbing, "I can't stand it... not yet. Let me..." 

She took a moment to catch her breath. She blinked tears out of her eyes. "That never happened before, like that, I love you so much baby... I like being engaged to you if this how you make me cum... Oh God"

She let go of herself, straightening out on the bed, a sheen of sweat glistening on her smooth skin. Still slightly out of breath she slid over and kissed me, her arms pulling me tightly against her.

She licked her lips. "I love tasting me on you when you kiss me, the only thing better is when you do it after you've cum in me, that way I can taste us both."

"We'll have to try that later!" I grinned.

She giggled then turned serious a moment later. She reached down and took my cock in her hand. I held my breath.

"Mmm... I need this Steve, I thought I was satisfied earlier, but now I need you to put it back inside me? Just, you know, for a little while?" she grinned again "I don't want it to feel left out or anything..."

"You do it, sweety" I said, "I love it when you do it for me, I love the way I feel in your hands as you guide it home"

She nodded and gave me a knowing smile; we were lying side by side, facing each other as she wriggled her hips into position until they were just opposite mine. Still holding my hard shaft, she nudged the tip towards her until it made contact with the opening of her soaking pussy, I didn't move, but my hand started to stroke her arm and shoulder and she closed her eyes and her body shuddered slightly with anticipation. Looking down I could see the head of my cock was hidden, wrapped in her warm folds, next she tilted her hips toward me and I could feel a warm, sticky resistance that melted gradually away as we moved together. I put one hand on her bum to draw her closer. One of her long legs came up and slid over mine, and moved slightly until I was all the way inside. I heard her sigh with satisfaction, but she didn't move externally although her pussy muscles tightened, pulling at me, pulsing along the length of my cock. The feeling was amazing and it was a trick of hers that I never expected, but seemed to have a knack of grabbing my full attention focussing my thought completely on her slightly ragged and irregular breathing and my own heartbeat. The muscles of her pussy kept rippling, almost massaging me, and I pulled her hips as tightly against mine as I could. The hard points of her nipples and her soft breasts squashed against my chest, and she kissed me again, this time putting her hand behind my head to pull me close.

Whispering to me she cooed; "I'm going to love being your wife baby, I want you so much, I need you to love me like this everyday, to make love to me, come on lover show me you like fucking me... cum deep in me let me feel your juices splatter my cunt lover"

"Oh God Rachel, you drive me wild, I can't stand this much more"

"Then cum for me baby" she grunted and kissed me hungrily

I was about to explode. My body was screaming at me to move, to pump my cock in and out of her, to slap my balls against her ass; but, somehow, I held still for as long as I could, feeling the insides of her pussy move against me on their own. She broke the kiss and pulled her hips back until my cock popped free. I groaned I was sure I was going to cum over her or the bed I was that close. She put a finger on my lips and pushed urgently at my shoulder until I rolled onto my back. She climbed over on top of me and again reached between us, finding my cock, positioning it at her wet opening and dropped down onto it all at once. I could see her eyes roll back in her head; and began to thrust her hips hard against me, jamming her pussy up and down until her juices were dripping over my balls. 

She began to grunt with each thrust and her movements turned frantic. Her breasts began to bounce heavily up and down, perspiration dripping between them and clinging to the tips of her nipples. She reached down and put her palms on my chest to steady herself as our passion grew, groaning deeply again, her body became rigid her back arched and her mouth open as gasped for breath. Shivers ran through her one after another; with each one she let out another small gasp.

I could feel the blood pumping into my shaft, leaving me almost light-headed as my senses began to spin, this orgasm felt as sensual as it did physical, she seemed like she was frozen above me, struggling to catch her breath as she tried to control her orgasm; but all I could think about was that I wanted more of her. I rolled her over onto her back again, her eyes were wild and almost unseeing, as her hair seemed to fan and spread out behind her on the pillow. But she looked up at me and bit her lip as I held myself above her on my elbows and positioned my cock head back at the entrance to her pussy. The ridge around the glands pushed her smooth inner lips apart, stretching the skin until it swallowed all of the bulbous head. I heard her draw breath loudly as everything in the room seemed to stop and I began to feel the blood singing in my ears and her warm opening drawing me inward irresistibly once more.

Rachel closed her eyes and raised her arms above her head, urging me deeper as her breasts flattened on her chest and a deep flush started at her neck as she moaned for me not to stop and keep making love to her. As I pushed in further she raised her hips mashing our bodies together, joining almost along the full length of our torsos. We were dripping with perspiration now and groping and almost frantically touching each other anywhere we could reach, and then I moved my hand around her body until I could probe my fingers into the tight opening of her arse. I pulled all the way out and held the tip of my cock tantalizingly at her entrance, letting the tip tease her lips as I probed her anus. I knew that I needed to be all the way inside her again as I drove in and out, the pace increasing until I was lost in the sensation of heat and sweat as our bodies pounded against each other. She cried out with every stroke, each cry rising in urgency and volume, as her face took on a look of real astonishment and extreme pleasure. Her body was thrashing beneath me and she buried her face into my shoulder and neck, as she cried out her orgasm. 

Then somehow, she was on top of me again. I completely lost track of what was happening, but I know we never lost contact and she above me again riding me hard and crying out my name and begging me to fuck her hard, I almost attacked her pussy with cock as I thrust up into her as deeply as I could as she forced me back into the bed with each downward thrust, finally and virtually without any warning, I lost control and began to moan, as not only my cock erupted into her but my it seemed like my mind exploded too, it was as if I had a firework display going off in my head, how I'd lasted that long I don't know, except that I desperately didn't want it to end. As my cock emptied it's seed into her, my hips plunging into her with each spurt. Each spasm seemed to last forever, wracking my body and hers until after what seemed a life time she collapsed onto my chest as we murmured our love for each other.

She suddenly seemed very vulnerable almost childlike her now body limp and still shuddering with the aftershock of orgasm, her soft cheek nestling on my chest. Several beautiful sensitive minutes passed with neither of us saying anything, there was no need until I could felt her hot tears running onto my skin.

"Sometimes," she said. "Sometimes, I can't believe I'm so happy, I have never loved anyone as much I love you, thank you for helping me trust again. Today is the happiest day of my life Steve, other than giving birth to Alice I can never remember feeling like this."

"I know sweetheart, I know, I can't wait for you to be my wife."

"Lets not wait too long, I need us to belong to each other sweety, please?"

"As soon as we can babe, I promise, lets go on holiday as we planned then, we work out a date. Ok?"

She didn't answer straight away, she just sighed contentedly and stayed where she was. We fitted together so well, I thought. My cock was still hard and buried deep in her pussy and I didn't want that feeling to end, ever.

"You ok?" I asked.

"Yes babe, lets get the holiday and your work sorted, then we can sort it out" she smiled and then hesitated as she asked.

"Do you want more children?"

My shaft twitched deep inside her as I thought about her carrying my baby and answered

"I never thought about anymore, as I thought I would never meet anyone else after Jane died and we had both decided that two was enough, although I never had the snip or anything. Why?"




Life after Death Ch. 11



"I want your baby Steve, please can we have a child of our own, I always wanted lots of kids and I just had Alice, but I want a child of our own please?

"There's nothing I would like more sweetheart, than for us to have a baby, but lets get our lives settled first, I promise you that once we decided a date for the wedding and where and how we are going to live then ofcourse, we can try for a baby, let's just get us sorted first. Is that okay? I'm not holding back, I just want to cement everything we have achieved so far, before we take such a huge step"

Hugging her close, I realised I was still inside her and that our combined juices were dripping all over me and onto the bed, I didn't care at that moment, I just wanted her to be okay with what I was saying. In truth, I was shocked at her request, but not to the point that I didn't want it, I just had never thought about it. Although the more I did think about having a child with her, the more it seemed the most natural thing to do.

"Okay that's fine with me love, I wasn't saying I wanted one now, but I want you to understand, that if we can, I would like to have your babies... Oh God, I'm dripping, I need a shower, I must stink." 

I smiled at her nodded my head in agreement as she laughed, then rolled off of me and stood up. I grinned as I started to get off the bed to join her, but she shook her head. 

"One at a time tonight or neither of us will get up in the morning." Her beautiful tight bum swayed as she sauntered away towards the en suite.

She returned after a few minutes wrapped in a towel. I took my turn, and when I came back she was already under the duvet, her towel draped over the chair. I wanted to be close, feel her softness against me, and caress her again as we fell asleep together, drying quickly I slipped under the covers beside her. As she snuggled up next to me and put her head in the hollow of my shoulder, I was pleased she had not taken off her ring, somehow it meant a lot to me that she wanted to wear it while she slept. Kissing each other tenderly and holding each other before she turned so that we were spooning, her bum resting against my now soft penis, my hand resting against her belly, I could feel the little jewel she wore in her navel, I don't know why but I find that little piece of jewellery so sexy, my mind was drifting abstractly as we continued to hold each other close falling asleep within minutes.

The next few days were a blur, Rachel worked constantly, my workload increased with the preparation for the merger, and the fact that Sarah, as we hoped, accepted her new role and was also training another PA who worked for my Supply Chain Manager to act for me also, whilst we found a full time replacement making my working day a little more fraught which didn't help. Rachel and I hardly saw each other for more than a couple of hours each evening, and I knew that we needed to make some time soon or we would begin to put some strain on each other, especially with only a short period pf time before we went away. I had phoned Miles and Helen to let them know I had asked Rachel to marry me and Helen had been really pleased, but Miles seemed a little shocked that it had happened so fast. Never the less he soon recovered and wished us the very best.

By Friday morning, I was feeling the strain; we had agreed to take the kids shopping on the weekend for clothes for the holiday and I was looking forward to a weekend of just being with Rachel and the kids. We had arranged a sitter for that evening so that we could for a meal and to a movie, but other than that we had nothing planned. I had a quiet day compared to the rest of the week, the only meetings scheduled were a with Ed and Sarah to discuss what resources she felt were required for the new structure and a follow up meeting with security about what they had found out about Mark – Rachel's ex-husband. The first meeting was fine and we all agreed the immediate strategy for the merger and agreed to meet just before I went on holiday, when Sarah would deliver a more detailed programme plan, after agreeing to her request to second two members of staff to work with her, I was left with only the security meeting to deal with.

So just before mid day I found myself reading a report about how Mark and Rachel had lived as a married couple and how he conducted his lifestyle today. Reading about the abuse, both verbal and physical upset me greatly, especially when I read about the fact that he had hurt Rachel so badly that he had put her into hospital more than once, he appeared to have been obsessive about whom she spent time with and where she went. More importantly he had a history of fairly abusive behaviour when he drank, although in recent years, he seemed to have that under control, and was now a well-respected member of staff in the hospital, where he worked. However, there was still evidence of his temper showing through, a little over six months ago he had caused a scene during an operation he was performing because a junior nurse had dropped some medical instruments. She apparently ran out in floods of tears after he screamed at her infront of other staff members present. So not all was as rosy as Rachel believed it to be with her ex. I decided it was safer to keep the information I had obtained under lock and key at the office and try and persuade her to be careful, without appearing jealous in some way. 

I rang her at the practice just before lunch to wish her luck, as I knew she was meeting Mark for lunch today to let him know that we were getting married, I had managed to persuade her to meet him in public as I was worried that if she told him at her house as she originally planned too, then there he might become abusive or even aggressive in some way. She laughed assuring me he wasn't like that anymore and that he would be happy for us, and as long as he could see Alice as normal, then he would be cool with our news. I almost had two of my security staff go and have lunch at the same restaurant, but I thought better of it, the last thing she needed was an over bearing, paranoid fiancé, reminding her why she had got divorced in the first place.

She even asked how many of my staff would be 'planted' in the restaurant to protect her, I promised her that I didn't have anyone there, teasing her – and half hoping she would agree – I said it could be arranged though. Seeing the funny side of it, she said that she would be fine, but would ring me when she was finished, I told her how much I loved her and left her to get on with her work before meeting him. The next two hours were really tough for me, I knew so much about Mark and his behaviour that I was sure that he would try and spoil our happiness, the report I had on him suggested that he may well still believe that Rachel belonged to him and that he would feel that I was trying to replace him in Alice's life. I hoped that it was wrong, but I still couldn't forget how he had looked at me when he saw me at Rachel's house on the Sunday he brought Alice home. In my mind, I knew we were not going to have an easy ride with him, he would try and damage our happiness somehow I was sure.

My mobile went at about 2.45 and it was Rachel, she was very quiet, when I asked her how lunch had gone, she answered,

" Fine"

"Rachel, tell me what happened sweety, you seem really quiet, how did Mark take it?

"He was ok at first, then he told me that he forbade me to marry you and that no wife of his was going to marry someone who was just looking for a nanny and housekeeper to bring up his dead wife's children."

"Oh God! I'm so sorry babe, where are you now?"

"I'm at the practice, I can't believe it Steve, I really can't... I thought he was going to hit me. I really did. It was like before... I was so scared"

"Give me ten minutes and I'll leave and meet you at the practice."

"No sweety, I've got to go and get Alice, I'm taking her for new shoes after school, will you come to my house later though? I want to be around my own things tonight, is that ok?"

"Ofcourse it is love, I'll get the kids and come on over."

"Thank you... I'm sorry Steve, I didn't think this would happen, but I love you so much, you do know that don't you?"

She was sobbing down the phone; I knew all the pain of her marriage had just come crashing back to her.

"Ofcourse I do sweety, don't worry we'll sort this out, I promise"

"Okay, I'll see you later, I love you so much"

"I know, I love you too, don't worry now, you get Alice from school, and I'll see you later... Ok?"

"Ok" she almost whispered as she hung up.

I immediately phoned my security manager and told him what had happened and got him to prepare the dossier so that it could be handed to the police at a moments notice if necessary. I had a really bad feeling about what Mark might be capable of and I decided to tell Rachel that we had looked into his background too; otherwise I could cause problems later. I rang her back and told her that she should be extra careful, as I was worried about what he might do. She asked me what I meant, and I told her that after the Sunday at her house and what she had told me about the way he had treated her, I had checked him out. I explained that I was worried about her and Alice and that I wanted to be prepared, if he tried to do anything to jeopardise our happiness. She asked me if I had done the same thing for her and I said no, and she told me she wasn't happy that I hadn't told but understood my reasons for doing it. I said that I was sorry but was not going to lie to her now or ever, and that I would have told her but not until I had verified it contents and assessed the risks to us as a family.

Sighing she said she had to go, and that we would talk about it later, then after we had said our goodbyes, I tidied my desk and told my staff that something had come up at home and that I could be reached by mobile if required. I was driving out of the city by 3.35 and had left a message for Vanessa that I would probably pick the kids up early, when the phone rang again, and it was Rachel again. Sobbing, she said she was at Alice's school and that Mark had arrived at 2.30 and told them that she was ill and that he had come to pick her up for her, he apologised for being early, but said he was taking her away for the weekend and that would they mind if he got her early, so that they could beat the rush hour traffic and make an early start. She was hysterical, but said the school had phoned the police, and that they were on their way, I said I would get there in twenty minutes or so, as I was already on my way home. My heart sank as I listened to her sob, saying that she should have listened to me, and that she was sorry for not trusting me, and that she thought he had changed, all the things you would expect from a mother who felt she had betrayed her child. 

I soothed her as much as I could, telling her to stay calm and that I would be there as soon as the traffic allowed. She sobbed again, telling me to be as fast as I could. I promised her that I would get there as soon as possible, telling her I loved her, I hung up. Ringing Vanessa again, who by this time was home, I told her what had happened and asked her if she could keep my kids until I could get there, she said that they were going out later, but did I want her to call my parents or Rob & Claire to get them to fetch them? I said that might be necessary, but could she keep them for a little while until I knew what had to be done. She readily agreed and told me to keep her informed and if the worst came to the worst, she could take Tim and Issy with them to the cinema, I thanked her and said I would call her back as soon as I could. Then I rang the office and got security alerted to get the file ready to be sent to the police if necessary and just as I finished my calls, I pulled into the schoolyard.

Rachel ran to me as I walked towards the main reception area, crying her heart out, closely followed by Alice's class teacher and the Headteacher who looked ashen faced at what she had allowed to happen. The police were just taking statements from the school secretary and the schoolyard seemed to resemble a major crime scene rather than a sleepy village schoolyard. Rachel burst into tears as I hugged her close, asking me why I thought he would do this, I answered, by saying that I thought he would do anything to stop her and Alice making a new life, and he believed that Alice belonged with him and that one day they could all live together again. Alice had said as much the previous weekend, the investigating officer overheard and asked me why I thought this and I began to tell him about the way Mark had acted at Rachel's a few Sundays earlier and that I had my staff check him out and that the report including the psychological profile was available to him if he required it. He thanked me and asked me to have sent to him as soon as possible. I agreed and said I would get it couriered there straight away; he then proceeded to ask us if we had any idea where he might have taken her.

Rachel mentioned a few places she thought they might go, but didn't really have much of an idea, but just kept sobbing, and asking for them to find her baby. This was going to be awful ordeal for us, whether it lasted a few hours or longer, my main worry was that if pressured how Mark would react, I told the officer that the reason for the divorce was that he had been abusive and that he had history of hurting Rachel, and that I was worried about what he might be capable of, if provoked. They assured me they would do everything they could and perhaps we should go home and check Rachel's house in the event that he had gone there, they said there would be officers there to meet us, so that we were not alone when we arrived. 

I suggested that we left one car at the school and travelled together, but she insisted that both cars should be at her house just incase we needed them, so I agreed to follow her, I phoned Rob and Claire as they were nearest and told them what had happened and asked them to get in touch with Vanessa and fetch my kids and take them to their house, then I phoned my parents and told them, and finally checked with my security guys that they had sent the report over to the police as requested. Five minutes later I followed Rachel up the Gravel driveway to her house and was met by two police officers that had already checked the exterior of the house and its grounds for any sign of Mark or Alice. The house was secure and showed no sign of them having been here, however when Rachel opened the door and it was immediately obvious that Mark had been there as there was one of Alice's dolls on the hall floor, which hadn't been there that morning when Rachel had gone home. After checking her room, it was plainly clear that Mark had taken enough clothes and toys for them to survive for some time. Rachel was beside herself; she had no idea where he got a key from or where he would have taken her. The police were fantastic, assuring her that he would soon realise his mistake and that it wouldn't be long before he was found and Alice would be home with her safe and sound. One thing was certain as I tried to console and comfort her that this was going to be a long and painful few hours whilst we waited for information.

Rachel sat at her kitchen table, staring into space, as I tried to find things to do as we waited for some news, the two officers that had been at the school arrived about an hour or so after we did, and told us that they had contacted the hospital, and his parents and had put out alerts for him and his car and were currently going to his home. They seemed confident that this was a spur of the moment decision on his part and that he would be found very quickly and that he would not hurt Alice.

We could only hope that was the case and settled in for what would become the worst 24 hours of our lives...

TO BE CONTINUED...



Life after Death Ch. 12



I am sorry that this chapter has taken so long to submit, we suffered a tragic loss just after Chapter 11 was submitted and it has taken me many months to be able to complete this chapter. I hope I haven't lost too many readers and that you remember my work, if not please read it again and let me know what you think of my efforts.

Thank you

EG

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For the next few hours Rachel's house was a hive of activity, the police came and went, and house-to-house visits were made within the neighbourhood asking whether anyone had seen Mark and Alice when they had returned. Apparently, even the closest airports and ferry ports were already alerted. My In-laws brought the kids over at around seven, because they had kicked up such a fuss that Claire insisted that they brought them over to see us. Rachel was in a hell of a state, she ranged from abject despair to total and utter rage, but as soon as she saw Issy and Tim, she hugged them, and told them that she loved them very much.

Issy has a habit of making you feel better without realising it, we were sitting in the living room - somehow its wooden beamed ceiling and oldė world furniture made it more comforting, more homely, Rachel was sitting on a 1930's style leather sofa, which the leather was worn and almost distressed in appearance when Issy came running in to the room and hugged her tightly, then standing back a little, she looked straight into Rachel sad eyes and stroked her cheek and whispered:

"Its ok Rachel, Alice loves us all too much to stay away very long, with all these police people helping us, Mark can't stay hidden for long can he?"

Rachel looked at her and I could see she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but smiled at her saying:

"That's true sweety, they are being so kind to us, that I'm sure that she'll be home soon."

"Hasn't she got her mobile with her, cant you just ring her on that?" she asked.

With that every eye in the room just stared at her, and Issy looked scared stiff, bless her, 

"I didn't mean to be cheeky daddy, I'm sorry if I said something wrong"

I scooped her into her into my arms and told her:

"You didn't sweety, I promise, you didn't, infact that might be a good idea" turning to Rachel I asked

"Did she have it with in school with her today sweetheart?"

"Yes, I was going to call her to tell her to wait for me at school if I was running late. Let me try it now"

She reached into her bag for her phone, when the Detective in charge suggested that if we rang it straight away then we might not be able to get a trace on the signal, he thought it was wise to try and get the service provider locked in from the beginning. So he suggested we waited until he could get it set up. Claire persuaded her that this was the best course of action as I helped him by giving him the phone details etc. She took Rachel into the kitchen on the pretence of making everyone a cup of tea, whilst Rob suggested that Tim and Issy went to see the horses that must need tending to by now. I sat there wondering how this terrible ordeal would end, I knew Mark could be aggressive, I also knew that he had a history of hitting Rachel, although he had never hit Alice to my knowledge, it was now a major concern to me that if cornered he would take it out on her possibly even use her as a hostage or something. Now I know that in a rational moment you would not expect a senior surgeon at Wales' largest teaching hospital to hold a 7 year old little girl hostage, but his actions today had hardly been rational either, I admit to being extremely scared, only last night in the aftermath of our lovemaking Rachel and I had talked about another baby one day, now at best we would get her back, but we would be always worried about this happening again or at worst, well I couldn't even bring myself to think about that right now.

It seemed like hours before they said they were ready to try and phone Alice's phone, we sat around staring at Rachel in expectation, she had been told to be calm if Alice answered to try and keep her talking if Mark answered. Alice was very bright, infact for a child of 7 she seemed mature beyond her years, but she would be confused by what was happening to her and it was quite possible that Mark's manner would be strained and overly protective around her. We sat in the living room waiting expectantly as she dialled Alice's phone. She almost groaned with despair when it went instantly to the answer machine, but bravely she left a message:

"Darling this is Mummy, I hope you are having a lovely time with Daddy, ring me when u pick this message up"

The police seemed pleased that Rachel had thought to do this, because if the phone was switched on then it could be traced as it searched for messages and if Alice actually picked it up then they could pinpoint the handset's exact position. Suddenly I was so glad now, that Rachel had given Alice a phone of her own as I had originally thought she was to young for a phone of her own originally. But Rachel had explained her reasons and I have to admit they made sense, and infact I had got Issy one too. Tim already had one of my old ones, which served him well enough, although he was fancying some of the latest versions, and was hinting that he would like one for his birthday. The police said we would try once more around 9.00pm but if not we were unlikely to get any success until tomorrow. Rob and Claire took the kids back to their home for the night and as they were leaving, they made us promise we would try and get some sleep. We agreed but in reality, everyone knew that sleep would be unlikely for us tonight.

The police finally left except for one liaison officer at around 10.30pm, we thanked them for their support and were assured that they would be working on this through the night and first thing tomorrow. We thanked them and shut up the house for the night, Rachel was numb with shock after the day's event, we showed the policeman to the spare room so that he could get some rest if required. Thanking him she turned in for the night, he asked if he could stay down stairs for a while as he was still technically on duty for another hour, although he would be on call whilst he stayed at our house he was not actually on active duty unless required. We were happy for him to do as we wished, as it made us feel that much safer knowing there was a police presence with us, if there was any news. I checked the outbuildings and locked the house up, and made us all a drink, I couldn't believe that Mark had gone this far, I knew of his temperament ofcourse, but if I'm honest I didn't expect him to actually abduct Alice, we chatted about this as I made our drinks and he assured me that is estranged relationships this sort of thing happened pretty regularly, especially if one party feels threatened by new events in their ex partners personal life.

The strange thing for me was that if it was me in his position, then I would be bending over backwards to ensure that my ex-wife wouldn't feel intimidated by me, in order to ensure I kept contact with my kids. Mark's behaviour was so alien to me, I wasn't trying to take his place, Alice needed her father in her life, but I had been worried about his reaction to me over recent weeks. We lay in each other's arms listening to the sounds made by the trees outside, and the odd noise from the stables, but mostly I lay there holding Rachel as she silently sobbed into my chest. I felt so helpless, I had come to love Alice as much as one of my own kids, infact on a day to day basis she was treated exactly as my own kids were, but how could I understand what a mother feels when a child that she has carried inside her body for nine months has it so cruelly snatched from her by someone who she once loved enough to have a baby with. All I could do was hold her, tell her how much I loved her and that I was sure she would come home to us soon.

Rachel took out her pain on me by telling me that I was a dreamer and that if Mark lost control he was capable of anything. She cried as I held her close again, promising that if she did come out of this ok, then he would never see her again, if she had to move then that was what she would do, I continued to comfort her as much as I could, telling her that I would sell up everything and we could start over if necessary, knowing that it would probably not come to that, but I just wanted to keep her as strong and positive as I could. Infact I was more worried of what he was capable of than I could ever show her, after all the contents of the report my security people had compiled on him was damming enough. Rachel finally sobbed herself to sleep at around midnight, although I was still unable to sleep, and after an hour or so, when I was sure that she was fast I crept out of bed and went down to the kitchen for a drink, secretly hoping that by some miracle, Mark would bring her home before morning. When I got down to Rachel's kitchen, I couldn't help but think of the first time I visited this lovely old house and how warm and inviting it felt. Alice and Rachel meeting us as we arrived, the excitement as she took Issy on a tour of the house and stables, the wonderful day we all spent together, culminating in me fetching Tim and bringing him back for supper. 

Sitting with my head in my hands as I drank a steaming mug of tea, the tears streamed down my face as I sat quietly fearing the worst. I don't know how long I sat there but it must have been over an hour, before I felt a soft hand on my shoulder, I looked around and saw Rachel looking haggard and drawn, her normally beautiful dark hair and soft features looking sallow and lifeless.

"Hi sweety" I almost whispered, "You ok?"

"Steve, I can't believe he would do this, but I'm better because you are with me, I couldn't bear to go through this on my own." "Rachel, I'm so sorry sweety, perhaps we should have waited a little longer, I knew he didn't like the fact we were together, perhaps we should have waited until he could accept the situation better ...... I'm sorry, I almost feel that this is my fault somehow."

"Don't be stupid Steve, how can you say such a thing? The problem is HIS not yours, you have shown Alice and I what real love is, you have accepted her unconditionally and I believe that you will be a real father to her for the rest of her life. She loves you, not as much as I do!!!" she smiled wanly "You have changed our lives darling, don't think of it as your fault, you tried to warn me about him, and I didn't listen to you, I was convince he had changed, but infact he is more unstable than ever. I love you Steve, please give me the strength to get through this I can't do this without you, I need you here by my side, I need to believe that tomorrow we will be a family again and that Tim and Issy will be here to welcome her home ...... please baby hold me for a while."

We clutched each other for dear life for several minutes until we heard a mobile ringing upstairs ... looking at each other we realised it was Rachel's phone ringing in the bedroom We looked at each other in shock as she raced upstairs to try and reach the phone before it cut to answerphone. She cleared two steps at a time and made it just in time, I almost collided with a sleepy looking police officer, who had obviously been in a very deep sleep as he stumbled onto the landing.

"Alice...are you ok sweety?" Rachel sobbed down the phone.

"Mummy, I got your message, Daddy is acting funny, he bought me some new clothes and he drove us past Swansea all the way to St David's it's really pretty, but he wouldn't let me ring you earlier, he told me you had gone away with Steve for the weekend and you said he could take me away with him on a holiday."

"Do you know exactly where you are sweety?" Rachel almost whispered.

"We are in a cottage overlooking a small beach but I can see a bigger beach on one side under a mountain and caravans on the other. Daddy wouldn't let me go and play down on the beach though, and he kept walking up and down looking out of the kitchen window up the dirt road... Will you come and get me Mummy please.. I'm not having a very nice time, he is really grumpy, I'm so glad he didn't know I had my phone with me. He's asleep in a chair downstairs"

"Alice, I need you to be really grown up, can you see anything that could tell me where your cottage is, if you can I could get there soon and surprise Daddy and we could spend the rest of the weekend together"

The policeman had run down stairs to contact his superiors about the call, and came back smiling saying they had a fix on the signal and to keep her talking as long as possible. 

Rachel was shaking as Alice said that they had gone past a big church, but she had told Rachel everything she could think of. Rachel told her that she was a good girl and to hide her phone, and that the fact she had it with her was their little secret. She told her that if she and Daddy went to another place to let us know if she could. Alice said that she needed to go as she thought she could hear Mark moving around downstairs. Rachel tried to sound upbeat as she said goodnight, but the policeman said they had got a fix from where Alice had called. He said that they were in a little cottage overlooking Whitesands Bay, two miles from St David's in Pembrokeshire. I knew this area well having spent many summers there as a child, St David's is the smallest city in Great Britain and is situated on the far south west coast of Wales. Granted city status by Queen Elisabeth I because of the presence of the cathedral St David's is in reality a small attractive village. Situated within the Pembrokeshire Coast National Park St David's is surrounded by spectacular coastal scenery renowned for its beauty and abundance of wildlife. Although, Rachel, was heartened by the news, I knew that we were a long way from getting her back safely as there were so many back roads and lanes that Mark could slip into, if they moved on before the police got there.

It was now 3am and the police were now back at the house asking questions, Rachel and I had dressed and wanted to get going to be with Alice when they rescued her, but we were told that we needed to wait for a little while until they had confirmed the suspected location was correct. Within the hour they had established that the location pin-pointed by the trace from Alice's mobile phone was indeed where Mark had driven to with Alice. They were hiding in a small 1930's cottage situated two miles west of the picturesque city of St David's in Pembrokeshire overlooking Whitesands Bay. St David's is the smallest city in Great Britain and is situated on the far south west coast of Wales. Granted city status by Queen Elisabeth I because of the presence of the cathedral, St David's is in reality a small attractive village. Situated within the Pembrokeshire Coast National Park, it is surrounded by spectacular coastal scenery renowned for its beauty and abundance of wildlife. St David's Cathedral has been the dominant presence since the 12th century and was a popular pilgrimage destination throughout the middle ages and indeed remains so to this day attracting thousands of visitors every year. Adjacent to the cathedral stands the magnificent ruins of the medieval Bishops Palace, it was area that I had spent several very happy summers as a child, and an area I knew it would be easy to get lost in as there was hundreds of miles of winding single track lanes which if you needed to disappear meant you never needed to travel by main road if you chose not to. However, the police assured us that they had the element of surprise as there was only one way in and out of the cottage and they promised us that they would be in an out with the minimum of fuss and that they would have Alice safe and sound by the time we arrived.

Rachel looked less than convinced but took heart when the police assured her that Mark had no knowledge of their presence outside the cottage. I rang both Rob and Claire and my own parents to let them know the situation and to inform them that we were travelling down to Pembrokeshire to be there to fetch her. My main worry was all through these moments was that, what if the rescue attempt went wrong? After all I had read the file my staff had compiled about Mark's temper, what happened if he was armed? I know I had handed this information over to the police but I was so worried that the rescue would not be as straightforward as we were being told. By 3.50am we were ready to go, and an unmarked police people carrier came to fetch us and our liaison officer for the 2¼-hour journey to West Wales, Rachel and I sat together quietly holding hands praying that Alice would be safely returned to us. Our liaison officer had been wonderful, he continued to keep in contact with his superiors to ensure we knew what was going on, the raid was due to take place at 5am, and the special forces were being manoeuvred into position in readiness. There had been total quiet at the cottage with all police vehicles kept out of sight and no sirens or headlights used to keep their presence unknown to the inhabitants. Rachel and I hardly talked throughout the journey, but gave each other the odd little smile or squeeze of the hand every now and again. Our thoughts were totally focussed on what was about to happen, the police were sure that Alice and Mark had not left the cottage during the night as the car was still out side and there seemed to be little evidence of them setting off by foot.

At 4.30am we heard the police radio crackle into life, informing our escorts that the operation was about to commence, Rachel was transfixed with fear as she whispered quietly:

"Look after my baby ...... please look after my baby........."

I held her tightly as the large vehicle sped through the darkness, hoping that Alice would be safe. My heart breaking for the wonderful woman in my arms who had given me so much hope in recent months and who now seemed so alone and frightened. I knew that just being with her now was helping, but I felt so useless, I would have done anything to make it better for her.

At the cottage the police were keeping a very low profile, the cottage was in darkness and although its inhabitants seemed to be still there, the Inspector leading the raid could not be totally sure that Mark had not slipped out under the cover of darkness. Slowly just before 4.40am he gave the signal to advance on the cottage, which infact a square 1930's dormer bungalow which had all rooms leading of a central living space. The were two entrances to the building, the main at the rear which was into a lean to conservatory that led into the central living area and a front entrance via a large picture window that led into the same room. This made it easier to secure from an escape point of view, but harder to enter without being exposed, as the building was originally built to maximise the spectacular views of the bay from the interior. However, using the cover of the darkness and the fact this was a holiday home with relatively low security they were able to enter the building relatively easily and very quietly. However, what was totally unexpected was the fact that at first inspection the cottage appeared empty, however the beds were still warm and there was evidence that they had appeared to leave in a hurry, but if they had already left, the thermal imaging surveillance equipment the police had set up would have picked them up as they left. Therefore they either had to have left previously or were actually still there, the police started to look harder over the little house, they were just about to leave when one of the officers noticed an irregularity in the spacing in the parquet flooring in the central living area. Quietly he alerted his colleagues of his find, and within minutes a portable thermal imaging unit was brought into the room, as soon as it was switched on, it soon became obvious that there was a cellar of some kind beneath the property, almost like a priest hole or smuggler's retreat. Also, the imager picked up two human beings huddled in the western corner of the room, they were here, the next issue was how to into the room with the minimal amount of risk to Alice. 




Life after Death Ch. 12



It was decided that the police would actually wait hoping that Mark would think they had left the property nearly two hours passed as everyone waited for sign of movement, we had arrived at about 5.55am, again all was quiet in the house until about 6.15, when the imagers detected movement as the hatch began to open, the officers were hidden in the kitchen and small sitting room and would be initially obscured by the hatch itself as it lifted. As luck would have it, Mark was so sure that the room was now empty it was Alice who appeared first, she climbed into the room and looked around and was immediately alerted by an officer to come to him as Mark scrambled up the steps after her, just as his head appeared through the opening, a gun was pointed to his neck and he was told to move slowly into the open. Within seconds it was over and an officer was bringing an obviously shaken Alice out into the cool early morning air.

Rachael, screamed and broke cover, running to her and hugging her tightly, crying with sheer relief and joy, as Mark was led away, he just stared with such malevolence at both mother and daughter. I seemed detached as if I were a spectator and wasn't really a part of it all, slowly as I began to come back to the present, I found myself shaking with the relief of getting our little girl back safely. Suddenly, I realised that she was now as important to me as my own children were and I too rushed over to hug them. After a little while we were led back into the house and the officers began to talk to Alice in a very gentle and caring way, asking her to describe what had happened, whilst she had been with Mark. Remarkably she was very calm and lucid, she didn't appear to be afraid of him and once she had told them the story she climbed up on Rachel's lap and held her hand constantly, although she did keep asking why he had taken her away from us and why was he saying nasty things about both Rachel and I. The lady officer who was assigned to us explained to her that her Daddy was sick and that he had acted differently than if he was well. She thought about this for a while and asked:

"Mummy will I have to see Daddy while he is ill?"

"No Darling, he won't scare us again. The police will take him away now and the Doctors will make him well again" Rachel soothingly said

"Can I see him when he gets better then?"

"If you want to sweety" Rachel looked at me with slight panic.

Whilst I tried to smile at her in a way that would reassure her that we would cross that bridge if and when we needed too.

"He's my Daddy, ofcourse I want to ... although I hope he isn't as scary next time!" she almost whispered.

Rachel hugged her tightly and explained to her that he loved her very much but he was so scared of loosing her that it had made him ill and had convinced himself that I was going to stop him seeing her again. Rachel stressed the point that I never wanted to replace her Daddy, but now she was not sure when Mark would be well enough to see her again. We were led back to the people carrier and wearily got into the big vehicle to be taken home. Rachel, sat directly behind the driver with Alice huddled close to her whilst I sat in the next row back, I sighed with exhaustion, and I couldn't believe we had Alice back with us unharmed. Rachel continued to hold her close, as I slid my hand through the gap in the seat gently onto her shoulder and squeezing tenderly, silently showing her how much I loved her. I noticed as she looked out of the window into to Pembrokeshire countryside that a silent tear trickled down her cheek. Looking at my watch I realised that it was still only 7.30am, I rang my parents and Rob and Claire and told them our news and after talking wearily to each of them for a while, I sat back in my seat absently thinking that yesterday lunchtime seemed a lifetime away, now I wondered if our lives would ever be the same, our little girl was back with us and I silently vowed that as soon as was reasonable I would adopt this beautiful child and make her mother my wife.

The trip home seemed to take forever and we finally got home at around 10.10am as we had been held up in traffic on the way home. Alice was very sleepy and with a drink we put her to bed with some Calpol to help her sleep. After ringing everyone to say we were at Rachel's and that we were going to get some rest and that we would see them later. We just left everything as it was crawled into bed, we lay there for a long time and just held each other close before finally drifting off to sleep, I don't know how long I slept but I woke up to find Rachel was Cupping my testicles in one gentle hand and stroking me with the other, up the shaft to circle the head, ever the gentle touch, as I watched Rachel's every move, she made eye contact with me and moved her mouth over my straining shaft. Breathing on it, her hot breath seemed to be dancing on my cock, which stretched and tried to enter deeper into her mouth. Time seemed to stand still and I held my breath as she slowly extended her velvet like tongue and took one small lick at its underside. A small moan emitted from my mouth, and grew into a large exhalation of air when she encircled my hardness fully with her wet lips for the first time. 

"Aahhhhhh!" I moaned as my salty precum dripped out of the tip of my shaft as she coated my entire length with my own precum and her saliva. Slowly travelling down the length of my shaft until her nose was nuzzling in my pubic hair, then agonisingly slowly back up my twitching and pulsating shaft in her mouth. She moaned onto me, overcome with desire for my strong hard shaft inside her loving mouth, appreciating my taste and need for her, vibrating her lips against me, heightening the pleasure for us both. 

"Mmmmm,... you taste so good, Steve," she smiled wickedly up at my flushed face enjoying every millimetre of my arousal as she lapped at my testicles gently with a wide tongue, while stroking me lazily with her soft wet palms. I laid back and closed my eyes, as my hands intertwined in her hair, completely lost in my own senses, afloat on a cloud of pleasure and love for this wonderful woman. After several more minutes of worshipping my shaft, she crawled up onto me grinning and asked:

"So what do you think so far baby?" 

"Oh, my God, Rachel, you are amazing..." 

"Rachel darling, please, let me look at you. You're so beautiful...." my voice trailing off as I again caressed her beautiful breasts and sensuous buttocks, holding her tightly to me and kissing her gently.

With that I pushed her onto her back and kissed my way down her body to get my first pussy close-up of the day. She looked lovingly at me as she let me stare at her natural beauty, explore, and stroke her. "You're so wet my love I whispered" as she giggled and lazily rubbed her clit for me. 

"I need to taste you?" I groaned "You doing that drives me wild" 

"Lick me slowly and gently, sweety. Make it last, I love it when you take your time babe" 

I didn't need telling twice, this was one of my most favourite past times, I gently licked here and there, as she sighed and moaned as she enjoyed my oral exploration of her pussy lips and hard little clit. Gradually I increased the pace, until I was gripping her with both arms wrapped around her thighs and with my tongue probing deep into her. She was moaning very loudly, panting my name, as her pussy juices flowed over my face and tongue. 

"Oh my God Steve, don't stop, this is amazing, never stop..." she almost wailed between pants, as I looked up, my face wet with her juices, and smiled: "I won't my love, I love doing this!" 

"Well then you better make sure you do this at least once a day for the rest of our lives, because I can't live without it!!" 

She teased back, as she pulled me up to lie on my back. I knew then it was time to get serious. 

"Steve, after I had Alice, I never thought I would ever want to have another baby, now all I want is to feel you inside me and for us to make our own, are you ready for that baby, are you ready make our baby, I don't want to wait anymore Steve, Can we start trying straight away? Please baby" 

At that moment I knew that I loved as much if not more than anyone else in my life and with tears of joy, I simply nodded, my face still flushed, as she poised her dripping pussy over my still rock-hard shaft. 

As she lowered herself, I guided the head through her outer lips, as stroked herself back and forth across my head to lubricate me further. I gasped out loud and told her again how hot her pussy was. 

"You haven't seen nothing yet my love" she breathed, and moved a little lower until I was about 2 inches inside her, I caught my breath and groaned:

"Oh my god, that feels soooo good Rach..." 

She lowered herself until we were fitting together very tightly as her pussy gripped my rock hard shaft and she ground her clit into my pubic hair. I closed my eyes and gasped for breath through my mouth. 

Slowly, she gyrated and ground herself against me until I felt her begin to shudder, she was pressing down on me so hard it felt like she wanted my hole body inside her, I reached up and gently, but firmly, rolled her nipples between each thumb and forefinger as we both cried out our pleasure, as I felt my shaft erupt and shoot its steaming contents into her. 

"Oh no!" I sighed in genuine sorrow that it was over so soon, but she put her finger to his lips, and softly whispered:

"Sshhhh my darling, Easy now.... Just relax. We have all afternoon. It's ok, I needed it to be quick, and I love the fact that it feels so good for you. But after the last 24 hours I needed to be loved, I needed to feel wanted, to be safe in the arms my only love, my soul mate." 

Tears rolled down her cheeks as smiled and lightly kissed my cheek and lips whispering:

"Once you have a chance to relax I want you again my love. Just take it easy, " She smiled as her fingers traced sensual patterns on my body. She soon sighed with pleasure as she realised that I was still hard as a rock, even though I had just ejaculated. She groaned her approval as she moved a little, and I moaned wonderful it was to have her pussy felt wrapped around her. 

"Are you feeling sensitive baby? Does this feel good?" She whispered as I nodded, going back into an almost trance-like state, as I stroked her breasts while she gently thrust back and forth on my still hard shaft. 

My hot cum was seeping out of her onto the place where we were united, and she seductively stuck her finger in between our bodies and played with her clit as she rocked back and forth, making sure she coated her finger with our juices, before raising it to her mouth and sucking it in deeply into her mouth. 

"Mmmmmm, Steve you are soooo tasty...!" she said, teasing him, still slowly fucking my hard cock. 

"Oh baby, can you go faster?" I asked, as she complied, dipping her finger into our juices once more and seductively licking it clean, before slapping her groin down onto me a little harder now, changing her position, pistoning up and down upon my upright shaft, squeezing her own nipples, letting me see my engorged cock going in and out of her, and telling me constantly how she was thoroughly enjoying every second of our coupling. 

I watched for a few minutes, and then grabbed her and threw her down on the bed, the two of us still joined. My urgency had returned, and now I fucked her aggressively, stabbing my hard cock deep into her repeatedly, my animal instincts taking hold. The angle was perfect for both of us, and I sensed that she was nearing orgasm for the second time. 

"Oh God, Steve, That is soo good baby! Keep it going like that! Fuck me baby" she urged as she grunted, and her pussy muscles gripped me tightly almost milking me. 

Then it happened. Her pussy convulsed in a vice around me, squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing, as the world exploded into a tiny million red splinters behind her eyes, and I shouted loudly. 

"OOOHHH!!!! MY GOD, STEVE!!! ... I LOVE YOU ... DON'T STOP DARLING ... DON'T EVER STOP....." 

I loved watching her have an orgasm. I took in every detail, from the flush in her chest, to my rock-hard bullet shaped nipples, to her ragged breathing patterns, until the vice-action of her pussy as it massaged me made my own orgasm begin too, a few seconds after hers. 

"Oh Rachel ...... I love you sooo much!!" I moaned, as my seed shot into her for a second time. As I sunk in the feeling of my erupting cock emptying into her again, I was sure this was a day neither of us would ever forget.

Gradually, as we lay together, touching, softly caressing and kissing each other, silently reflecting the events of the last 24 hours, we realised that we would never be the same, Alice's kidnapping had made us even closer and our already strong relationship was now cemented permanently and irrevocably. Slowly after telling each other how much we loved each other, we cleaned ourselves up before going to check on our little girl and begin our life together once more.