9 comments/ 24526 views/ 4 favorites Twists in the Life of Nick By: Egmont Grigor CHAPTER 1 Every weekday morning for three weeks Nick Collins had seen the young woman sitting at the bus stop, looking forlorn and not looking up at the passing traffic. He left for work late one morning and saw her boarding a bus. That upset his latest theory that perhaps the bus never came and she went home around 5:00 tired and hungry from sitting alone and being totally unoccupied all day. Patricia his wife had a drinking problem and had become bitchy and virtually uncommunicative at other times unless she wanted something. Nick being an attorney wasn't keen about divorce; news of that could place a black tick on his career path. That also ruled out abandoning her because that act could rebound and leave him publicly ostracized and he could lose his job and become unemployable if accusations against him got into the newspaper. Patricia's problem was she consumed more liquor than he did, three to four times more. Although she now disliked him at least she retained her mothering instincts and practices. His wife refused absolutely to have her alcohol problem medically treated. Once, on separate occasions, Patricia's two married sisters stayed with the family. The idea of that was some company might perk her up and encourage her to keep off the bottle during the evenings. Cynthia and later Vivienne left after Patricia accused them of sleeping with Nick. Those outbursts had been rather upsetting for the family and of course left Nick ashamed and guilty. He kept confiscating the gin bottle every time he saw one but Patricia became cunning and hid them in peculiar places and screamed to accuse her husband of spying whenever he found her new cache. She then began rebottling the gin in jam jars and whatever so Nick virtually gave up on her and shifted into the guest room. Nick then decided he needed a distraction apart from the kids, aged four, six and seven. Remarkably Patricia still managed to care for the kids without his help and maintained their long-standing arrangement: she'd agreed to looking after the children and prepare and cook the meals in return for him doing the dishes and putting out the trash. They hired a woman to clean the house and do the washing which had been a mistake because once the older two kids were off to school and young Meg was put down Patricia had nothing to do except to ensure she wasn't in the room bossy Mrs York wanted to clean. So as soon as Mrs York left mid afternoon Patricia relaxed with her first gin of the day. One morning Nick found his distraction. It was raining heavily. The young woman at the bus top had her umbrella up but it was virtually ineffective against the driving rain. Nick stopped the car and rolled down the window. "Want a lift?" "No thank you." :"Look I'm Nick Collins of 33 Mayfair Drive, an attorney." "I know who you are," she shouted against the wind. "You got my friend off running a red light on a technicality." "Well get in." "No thank you." The diversion he wanted wasn't working and realizing that he saw red. "Get in the fucking car you stupid bitch," Nick roared. She practically hurled herself in as he opened the door. "Thank you very much." "Let's look at you. Where's your umbrella?" "The wind took it but don't bother going after it. It was blown inside out and I heard the clips holding the ribs pinging. That was a relief for Nick because he wanted a diversion, not pneumonia from going out in the rain to retrieved an umbrella. "Look I have a rug in the trunk. Take off all your clothes and I'll put the rug over you." "And then what?" "Um, well I don't know." The woman scowled and said she didn't think he would. "Let me feel your legs." "No!" "What, do you think I want to have sex with you?" "Don't be stupid. You feeling my thighs to find how wet they are won't make them any drier." "Er, you have a point there." Blaring air horns almost made Nick jump through the roof. "What was that?" "The bus. You are parked on a bus stop." "Well the driver had no need to stop; no one is waiting." The woman said try telling that to the driver. Nick rolled down his window but at that moment the bus continued on its way, horns blaring. Nick turned his hand over and gesticulated rudely. "It's symbolically even ruder if you use only one finger," she grinned. That diversion made Nick grin. He called his office and made up a yarn saying there was floodwater over the road and he'd be in late. The woman beside him made no comment. "Come on, I want to get your out of those clothes. Make a suggestion." "Drive forward ten yards, turn left, drive for 220 yards to my house and I'll have a hot shower and change." "While I sit in the car?" "No you come in and make coffee. My parents are holidaying in South Africa so won't mind you being in to house because you rescued their precious daughter." "I think I see the logic." "This is the house. Turn in and drive right up." "It's very large and expensive looking." "It's okay. How old are you?" Nick sighed. "Thirty-three and a near failure. How old are you?" "Nineteen." "Christ, is that all? Look, I apologize for making sexual remarks that may have come close to causing offence." "Very close I'd say. However I don't mind if you think you want to fuck me. You can't help what you think." "Miss, that's a very mature comment." "Well here we are... I'm Lexi." "Okay out Lexi and into the shower quickly." "Do you wish to undress me in the bathroom?" "No," Nick laughed. "Off you go you nymphomaniac." Lexi giggled and ran off. Nick hunted around the kitchen and found a can of chicken soup so split it between two plates and microwaved them separately. "Oh goodie," Lexi said coming in wearing thick black leggings and a long thick jersey over he didn't know what. "Feel better?" "Yep. You know since I've been catching the bus in the three weeks mom and dad have been away, I watched you drive by me each day and staring, leaving me to think you were a predator. I thought you evil fucker but now I've met you I find you are okay, a bit vague but okay." "Thanks." "That's okay. What should we do tonight?" "I'm married with three kids." "I know that and remember when the first was born. I delivered your morning newspaper for almost three years." "Yeah, I thought you looked vaguely familiar." "Liar." "Well you wouldn't have had those two bumps on your chest in those days and you hair would have been much shorter." "Yes, of course. How about taking me to a movie tonight?" "Okay." "Aren't you going to say watch one on TV?" "Why. You wouldn't have asked to go out unless you wanted that and need company. Your parents told you time and time again to keep the doors locked and you weren't to go out at nights unless accompanied by a much older adult than you." "Well, there was I thinking you were dumb. What you just said explains the situation exactly." "Okay you cheeky bitch. I read to my seven-year-old and she's asleep by 8:00 and that is about when my wife staggers off to bed. So book in a movie you'd like to see that starts from 8:15 or later. It can be drippy as you like; I'll just go to sleep." "You are such a darling man. Thank you very much. We should leave now." As they approached the city center Nick asked where Lexi wanted to be dropped off. "Your parking lot would be lovely. I work in the word processing pool at McKinnon Law." "But I work at McKinnon Law?" "I know. God, do you have to be so thick?" * * * The movie was muck so Nick went to sleep. Lexi gave up trying to push him off her shoulder and so hugged him throughout most of the movie. As they walked out of the theater she took Nick's hand and when he opened the car door for her she leant into him and kissed him and then took a handful of cock and balls. "Lexi!" "It's all right Nick. Please don't chicken out on me." As Nick followed Lexi into the house and shut and bolted the front door she was already on her knees, waiting for him to turn. She unzipped him and pulled out his half erect cock as painlessly as Nick could have done. Under the hallway light she held his cock in both hands looking at it as if it was ancient ivory – perhaps a collector's piece. She then dabbed her tongue at it a couple of times like a novice but then licked it wet with a confidence that surprised Nick and she was soon slurping it like a veteran blower. He fumbled out a tit that was larger than he'd expected and found the other one was a good match. Nick panted and bucked and groaned in astonishment as the teenager, still only nineteen, swallowed everything he fired. "How was that?" she asked, looking up proudly and wiping her mouth. "Fucking awesome." "At least you can express yourself adequately in a tender moment," she said, and grinned when once again she was called a cheeky bitch. "I want you right up me – I'm protected." Nick looked at the bolted door. "No you don't mister. Come give a lady what she wants." Back home in the bathroom Nick took his limp dick in his hand and chided, "You naughty boy, being out on illicit exercising tonight. God, Lexi is almost jail bait." In bed Nick drifted off to sleep thinking about the best fuck he'd had in years. The leaking pussy, the first completely shaven one he'd ever seen, had beckoned him, the flaps being held open by its owner and it dribbling a little with the promise of delivering a smooth ride. But he's hesitated, not wanting to stretch her beyond the limit of her natural elasticity. But she just sighed as if dealing with a child, grabbed his fat dick and impaled herself on it and had asked, "What was your problem?" Then he was virtually diverted by the sound of rockets going off in his ears and the stars in his eyes as her pussy squeezed around him like a coarse, under-sized velvet glove and he felt most of his nerve ends stand up like the hair on a terrified cat. Only he wasn't terrified; he'd just entered pussy playground. Next morning, feeling rather guilty, Nick attempted to give Patricia a shoulder hug but she shoved him off and said if he wanted sex he should visit one of her sisters. "I wanted to demonstrate some warmth and affection for you and the good job you are doing with our children." "That's smooth lawyer talk. I would appreciate it more if you backed off and stopped trying to prevent me from having the occasional drink." "I wouldn't mind if it were one or at the most two small drinks of gin." "Do I attempt to control the amount of breaths you take per minute or the time you stay in the toilet Nick? Of course I don't. So if I chose to drink half a bottle of gin a night then it's my business and not the business of any other person. And I'm waning you, if you cut my housekeeping I will steal bottles of gin or sell our possessions so I can buy my comforter." "Comforter or curse?" "You don't know what you are talking about Nick. Say goodbye to the children and go off to work. You have no idea of the pleasure I receive after you and Mrs York leave my house each day." Once he'd reversed his car out on to the street, Nick almost did a wheelie in his eagerness to get to his diversion. There she was on the bus stop seat, looking ready for a post-breakfast fuck. He accepted he was sliding into a potential mess but it would be no bigger than the mess his wife was making of their home life. He wished he had been born and raised as a caring, sensitive person but he hadn't. He didn't have to fabricate the thought that he'd rather dump his wife in the river than try to gently cajole her out of her self-destruct drinking problem because that thought came to him naturally. He was a fool marrying Patricia, especially after his mom had warned that Patricia's father was an alcoholic and her mother always seemed to have a boozy breath. "No problem," said the newly graduated legal beaver. "Patricia doesn't drink alcohol." His mother said what if she began drinking and the urge to drink took hold. He said, "Mom, she chased after me to have someone strong and upstanding to love, to get away from being stuck out there in the country. She seduced me mom, and I'm the beneficiary and am pleased about that." His mom had said well the shape and size of breasts were not everything and if Patricia began hitting the booze Nick had better take action fast. He laughed and said once Patricia delivered her first baby she'd never look back. The sly mention of 'baby' had diverted his mother. Problem solved. Oh yeah? Miss Adorable slid into the seat beside Nick and raised her lips to be kissed. Nick would have preferred her to continue the slide until she had her mouth over his zip but she was cute and he did it her way and liked it. "I went to sleep dreaming about seeing your thick cock sliding in and out of me." "Oh, what a thought," he grinned. "I don't want too much sex from you otherwise we'll be swept along in a short-lived passionate affaire doomed to end bleakly." "Are you sure you're only nineteen?" "What?" "It doesn't matter. I'm worried about having sex with you; you're so young." Lexi grabbed him. "Please, please Nick. Don't think like that. You have pulled me from a pit. I was lonely and very unhappy until yesterday when I came into your life. At present there is no guy my age in my life and I'm not looking. I think you need me as much as I need you Nick. Saturday, come stay with me all day Saturday and that night or do you have parental duties?" "Yes, I'm given a list of things to do for Patricia on Saturday and the kids are my responsibility all day. If the afternoon is fine we go to the park...you could join us at the park if you wish. Oh, sorry. That wouldn't appeal to you at all." :"Yes it would, yes it would," Lexi said excitedly. "It would give me contact with people and I love children. Don't you see; I'd love it?" Rather surprised Nick said she should give him her cell phone number and he'd give her a call late on Saturday morning. "Will you be embarrassed if you are seen by people you know being with me while walking your children?" "No." "And not feel pressured if the news of such a sighting gets back to your wife." "No." "Good." Nick came close to driving into a stopped truck when Lexi said casually, "I was also thinking in bed last night you are too big to have up my butt." "Is that so," Nick said, easing off the brake pedal and feeling his pulse rate go berserk. "Perhaps I should just lick it." "Oooh. That sounds interesting. Would that excite me?" "Haven't you had it done to you?" "Not by a guy." Nick grinned. "You know, you are the most interesting person I've met in a long time. I meet clients I thought were interesting but none is a patch on you." "That's a huge compliment Nick. Thank you. Would you take me out to lunch today, or don't you wish to be seen with me?" "I have no problem being seen with you. All that I ask is we don't touch in the workplace." "Okay, but I had been thinking of meeting you in one of the washrooms." "At Christmas we'd get away with that but at no other time if caught." "Fuck." "Be a sweet young lady Lexi. Perhaps it's modern saying fuck but most people including men expect something better from sweet young things." "And you?" "I love your use of the word but I want other people thinking of you as a sweet young thing." "That's becoming possessive Nick." "I know; do you like it?" "Yes." "When is your scheduled lunch break?" "Twelve-thirty." "Please call me around 12:15 and I'll update on how I'm going. My workload this morning is not heavy but one never knows." "Okay, drop me off here. It's better I'm not seen getting out of your car." "No, I'm not going to compromise my behavior with you apart from my family obligations. You're not a throw-away toy or a married man's quick-fuck-slut." "Oh Nick, you have no idea what that means to me." "Wet the crotch of your panties?" Lexi blushed beautifully and just spoke to him with her green eyes. They met outside the building at 12:30 and walked half a mile to a back street café where Nick used to go when he was having an affair at the time Patricia cut sexual relations without warning. That was when he realized the drinking problem had manifested itself. "Have you brought women here before?" "Yes." "That's honest. Thank you. It's lovely. Oh, I've been thinking." "So have I." "Oh, you go first Nick." "Well, Patricia drinks from late afternoons and goes to bed around 8:00 and sleeps soundly until she wakes sometime between midnight and 1:00. I then hear her quietly checking on the kids, so that tells me she's back in control." "So you two don't sleep together?" "No and please don't say oh you poor man. Sympathy does nothing for me. If I need relief I jerk off." "Good boy." Nick looked surprised, as if half expecting she would have been disgusted. "Sundays is my day off and I usually spend most of the day at golf, playing 36 holes and having a long lunch between the two rounds." "So you have been thinking what is it: golf or pussy?" Nick smiled and took her hand. She squeezed his grip. "If you are interested I could wait until I think Patricia is asleep and then drive off sometime before 2:00 and join you in bed." "Yes, call me to wake me. Please do that. I won't be too demanding so you are in reasonable shape to go to golf." Mick squeezed her hand. "I thought I would stay all day Sunday with out and do some of the things you like doing, even go ice skating. I'm quite good at that. I'd like to return home by 4:00 as the children could do with a bit of a run around the small park just down from us." "Yes, yes. So you don't want to stay in bed all day fucking and sleeping?" "Not unless it's raining and you don't wish to go out. Even I know fucking is not everything Lexi." "Good boy." Their lunch arrived. They both turned down another offer of alcohol, drinking iced mineral water instead. Lexi said, "I have decided to try to change your life but please don't get mad, just listen. Only you can make any changes." "Okay, shoot." "My impression is you are not ideally suited to being an attorney. You did say you were a failure and I took that to mean at your job. I thought at your age you should have progressed beyond defending clients in the traffic court and you probably represent other clients on other minor misdeeds." "A very accurate assessment." "My mother and father and two other partners run this city's main Ford dealership. He is managing director and mom is a director and company secretary. She does most of the hiring and firing. The CEO, a woman about your age, has resigned and leaves shortly. Her reason for quitting was some of the men, particularly senior salesmen, gave her a hard time, always pestering her for sex. She gave in a couple of times soon after starting and then was the end of her authority. Mom and dad were unsuccessful in trying to sort it out. I know you would have the jump on most other applicants because you have full legal qualifications. Mom will make the selection to present to the board soon after she and dad return from South African in nine days' time. I need to find a way to introduce you to mom as a potential applicant and arrange for you to show what you've got, in every sense, by having a brief affair with her. Mom only has brief affairs. Dad knows about her behavior and hear this: he also knows she never returns to foul the nest with the same guy twice. So even if he suspects you're dipped into mom he'll know you will be in and out of her personal life quickly." "You can't be serious." "I'm very serious. This is a niche made for you." "You are being ridiculous." "Is that so," Lexi said angrily, jumping to her feet. Twists in the Life of Nick "Lexi, come on darling. Sit down and finish your lunch," Nick soothed, standing to hug her. She resisted initially and then relaxed. "Good, now sit back here and we'll discuss this proposal rationally. I accept you are well meaning. The thing that sent me off the rails was your suggestion that I seduce your mother. It's not everyday a guy is given such a radical proposal as that." "But it's the way to go, fail-safe as I see it." "Perhaps. Well, give me more detail about the company, its structure and size and what my salary and benefits are likely to be." * * * On Saturday when Nick and the kids had arrived at the main city park for lunch they came across a woman who daddy explained to Paula and Robert worked at daddy's office and was just walking in the park for something to do. Although it was mid-autumn Lexi was wearing sandals and a bright floral summer dress with a blue denim jacket loose over her shoulders and her dark brown hair was in a ponytail. She carried a lunchbox. "You are pretty Lexi," 7-year-old Paula said, taking Lexi's hand uninvited. Robert said mommy was prettier and had more body and was smarter. Lexi laughed and told the 6-year-old mommies were always beautiful and very clever. Sara sat as if lording it on her pushchair and wanted to see the ducks rather than look at Lexi. They had a great time and Lexi interacted wonderfully with the rather precocious Paula. Of course, once home Lexi talked incessantly about Lexi and from her chair after dinner, glass of gin in her hand, Patricia said, "So you've taken up with a new woman?" "Lexi happened to be walking through the park looking for somewhere to sit and have lunch. She's in the word processing pool at the office and is only nineteen." "Oh." And that ended that brief conversation, not that any of them were long conversation. After cleaning up and readying Paula to sleep, Nick waited till Patricia ghosted off to bed and he then had a bath, thinking of fucking Mrs Danielle Swanson. As absurd as Lexi's seduction plan sounded he was interested. He'd seen photos of the mother and the father in the Swanson's house and Danielle was still good looking and was physically very big. She was South African, Lexi had said, so perhaps would be rather tough and even ruthless. Nick had looked up details of the dealership and then found more details were in the company's computer, as one of the senior partners acted for the company. He found Lexi had given him a very accurate picture. It was likely the CEO's salary would be $150,000, more than he was earning at present, plus car and other benefits. He licked his lips. Nick then thought his fling with Lexi couldn't go on. He'd have to drop her to avoid ruining her twenties – and later life; he was too old for her. He'd wait till after competing for the CEO job, if he managed to get his application accepted. He was in a mellow enough in mood, so thought the whole thing was so ludicrous perhaps it might work. CHAPTER 2 The dark green eyes watched Nick Collins unwaveringly. At least he hadn't seen Danielle Swanson blink. "Nick, I accept my daughter works for your company where you are a mid-level attorney but I cannot accept that tenuous linkage explains why she is so incessant that I consider hiring you." Oh fuck, Nick thought, almost panicking. She was on to him, hunting him down like big game and he felt sure she was enjoying it. The fucking bitch knew, but how did she know? Well, he'd been forced into an adversarial role and was trained to dig people out of the crap. He smiled. "Well, I'll be honest with you Danielle. Your daughter and I have become socially acquainted. This might cost me any chance of winning your favor and you'll hate what I'm about to say but perhaps there's a slim chance my audacity will appeal to you and at least you'll know I have guts and appear honest enough to be considered unlikely to steal from the company." "Go on. This comment 'socially acquainted' has me greatly interested." Nick flicked his eyes to her quite magnificent bosom and flicked them away again, pausing long enough for her to notice his distraction. It could interest her. "I live close to your home, so close Lexi used to deliver our morning newspaper. She was waiting at the bus stop and had been hit by a torrent of rain. I stopped and offered her a ride but she said no. At that point the wind blew away her umbrella and I yelled get into the fucking car. She did and was a soaking mess. I didn't know what to do so she asked to be driven home to shower and change. While she did that I found some soup and warmed that. We had that and went to the office which is when I found we worked at the same office." "You hadn't touched her." "No. I'd only just met her." "I see." Nick looked about the hotel room. When Danielle had arranged the meeting he'd expected it to be a meeting room whereas it was a bedroom with small business meeting facilities. He admired the way she thought – it would appear on the invoice as a business meeting room and if she decided to try to fuck him the use of the bed wouldn't be noted on the invoice. "Lexi was lonely and low but I hasten to add not depressed." "I think I can see where there is heading. She's already told me your wife is a drunkard and you and your wife sleep in different rooms." "Lexi described my wife as a drunkard?" Nick asked, looking astonished. Danielle appeared to make a judgment on that reaction. "I recall her words as your wife has a drinking problem." "Yes, that's how I described it to her. I took Lexi to a late movie and afterwards we just found was shared an affinity, based on loneliness I believe." "And then you fucked my daughter or was it the other way round?" "I accept responsibility for everything that happened. I exhibited tenderness, knowing how that would be received." "God you are callous Nick." "Believe what you wish. We were just two people finding we had a need for each other." "I bet you did, and you pounded my daughter all over the house. I found dark male hairs – my husband is blonde." "We didn't use your bed." "Thank you Nick, so considerate. I knew that because I found no evidence of your hair on my bedroom carpet. Well that completes this interview. I want you to abandon my daughter and let her grow up without unnecessary restraint." "Lexi and I will have to talk about that." "I beg your pardon?" "Look Danielle, it could break her heart if I simply dump her. Lexi has feelings, very deep and romantic feelings I might add." Danielle looked hard at him and then her face softened. "Okay, I accept what you say. Stay and have a drink with me." "Okay." "Mix me a brandy lime and soda at the bar. Have whatever you wish." After a couple of drinks Danielle switched off some of the lights. "May I sit on your knee Nick?" "What is this?" "I saw you looking at my boobies" "You're old enough to be my mother," Nick said, knowing she'd seize upon that. Danielle smiled and said she would have been eleven years old when he was born. They laughed and he patted his knee. She stood, hitched her skirt right up and sat on him. "Is this a good idea?" She replied sex outside of marriage was never a good idea. "What are you thinking?" "My wife might kill me; Lexi will find out and dump me." Danielle placed his hand on her big tit. "How would she find out?" "Christ, is this all nipple?" "I'm a big lady Nick." "You'll tell her to drive a wedge between us." "You are astute enough to come to work for me. You are honest enough to incriminate yourself by answering my questions that would confirm what I already suspected that you are the guy who is fucking my daughter. You are ruthless enough to now fuck me to try to seize the job that appears to be slipping away from you even if that risks losing any affection my daughter has for you." "Wow, what a mess I'm in. Whichever way it goes I lose." "Well I want you to lose Lexi. But there's one other thing. Never since my father died have I had a man stand up to me with sufficient brains and guile to prevent me from bending him." "That surprises me. There are lots of good men around, huge numbers. This is a huge tit. Please release it for me." "Don't be pathetic, do it yourself." A little later Nick had her completely undressed and had fingered her pussy until it was sopping. She'd jerked him off over her massive tits and licked most of it off. "You're a big boy. I can see why Lexi has stayed with you. Give it to me up the ass; I haven't had one up there for a long time." "Your husband is not interested?" "Hal hasn't fucked me in years apart when we were both too drunk to know what was going on. He fucks his mistress who has the title of his personal assistant. She's half his age." "Why don't you fire her," Nick said as they moved to the bed. "Think that comment through Nick. If I fired her Hal might take up with a woman I didn't like." "Well, I like your logic Danielle. Now on to your stomach and let's get this tight hole of yours loosened a bit. I think your vagina entrance looks too big for me." "Your cheeky young devil," Danielle laughed. "I'd like to do this with you say every other day for up to ten days as by then I must let you go because I don't wish to become attached to you. You'll probably be called in within a day or two to face the board. There will be no others competing against you." "Thank you. I better give you my best ever anal. I'll accept a good job offer on one condition and that is you don't come between Lexi and me." "You are in the crap with her Rick and if it's not handled correctly you could land in very deep shit. Lexi told me you have three children." "Just leave that to Lexi and me Danielle. First I have to learn what she thinks about me wanting to leave her. Pass me the lube. Fuck, look at those big tits squeezing out the sides of your rib cage." "Quite a woman huh?" "Well put Danielle. Here come two well-lubed fingers. I think a one-finger start would be a waste of time." * * * Lexi arrived at Rick's car as usual to be driven home. She waved as she saw him coming, thinking he looked very tired but then cheered up when she realized why. Her mom would be like a woman wrestler on steroids in bed. They kissed as she asked breathlessly how did it go. He opened the door for her and patted her butt as she stepped in. "Oooh." "It went brilliantly. Your mother presented me with a job offer I couldn't refuse but I have to appear before the board where I could be accepted or rejected." "Excellent. Mission achieved. Rarely does the board oppose my mother. After all she owns half the company." "Your mother?" "Oh yes she's hugely wealthy but grew up with the family wealth being concealed and now lives in that manner herself." "Very astute." "How were you and she in bed?" Although he'd started the car to reverse out, Nick stopped to talk. "Look Lexi, I've decided no useful purpose will be served if I talk intimately to you about your mother. Please try to understand. I..." "Nick, it's cool. It's just that I couldn't help wondering. Actually I asked had she had sex with you and was told to mind my business. Then she said she'd been horrified to learn that you had been having sex with me. She said you suggested it had occurred because you pressured me." "Well, I couldn't have a mother think poorly of her daughter." Lexi patted Nick's cheek affectionately. "At times you display old-fashion courtesy. I love it." "Thank you." "Can we go somewhere for sex? I've gotten all wet thinking of your pounding my mother." "Well, she did say she and your father were attending a motor vehicle trades dinner in the city tonight, preceded by a cocktail party." "Yes of course. They packed this morning because they are staying overnight at a hotel. We can go to my home right now but we mustn't take too long because I want you home to be with your children when they come from their baths." Lexi suggested the kitchen table. Nick agreed and they kissed deeply and when he ran a hand over her covered vulva he almost yelped, "Wow, you're soaking." "I told you I'd been thinking of you pushing into mommy." He pulled the panties off her and then pulled out a raging erection and pushed straight in, knowing his dick being dry wouldn't matter. "Oh God," she wheezed as the dick slid into her, touching her pussy walls as it went. When there was still another two inches to push in she groaned and flopped limply over on the table, her pussy jerking and squeezing his dick as she gushed like a burst water main. Lexi was next to useless after that, completely without passion or motivation. But she did squeeze him at the right time to help get him away "Sorry, I'm a bit emotional. Mom has asked me to give you up." "I told her to keep out of it." Lexi stood up and looked appalled as a river of juices slid from within her. "What a fucking mess – get a towel." She wiped up and after she finished Nick scratched his balls around the end of the table. "What are you doing?" "Nothing," he said innocently, hoping an eagle-eyed mother would tomorrow discover the dark short hairs scattered over her kitchen floor. Lexi said, "I have semen and pussy juices all over my legs and in my clothes. I think you got off just as wildly as I did." "Well you put into my head the erotic thought of me fucking your mother." Lexi giggled. "Well that's confirmation you did ride her. Just as well it was my idea. You didn't really expect her to keep our of my relationship with you did you?" "Well there is a saying about honor among thieves. I thought it could apply in the our situation." "Nick, she is my mother and a really strong pig-headed South African to boot." "Well yes, but..." "Aw darling, you confused reality with romanticism didn't you?" Nick shook his head mystified and Lexi finished with him the comment he was about to make: "There are times when I can't believe you are only nineteen." They laughed and looked at one another affectionately. When Nick arrived home Paula playing mothers staggered carrying Sara on to the porch to greet Nick as he came in from the detached garage. The three had a lovely reunion. Robert was watching a game show on TV, unable to understand it but watched it most nights after his bath. Nick placed Sara beside Robert with a couple of picture books and carried Paula off to her bath. As he passed the darkened lounge returning to the other two children, Patricia called, "Dinner will be ready in half an hour." "Oh hi, good." "Stella told me she has seen you twice with a 20-year-old who was holding your arm. It's that girl from the park, isn't it?" "Yes." "Well I suppose you have to take up with someone not invited to touch me." Nick remained silent. "Can't say I approve. That's cradle snatching. Just don't allow her near out children." :"Fair enough. Do you need more money for housekeeping or whatever else you spend money on?" "No, you give me plenty. Off you go." The smaller children were fine and Paula didn't want to get out of the bath. Nick went in to the study and called their doctor to ask Dr Childs would she sign a certificate and recommend a specialist to also sign that would allow Patricia to be admitted to an institution for treatment against her will. "Nick, I'm here for the next few minutes. Pop down and we'll talk." Nick called out to Patricia he was going down to the shopping center for ten minutes. She said okay. He pulled the protesting Paula from the bath and left, thinking Meg Childs wanted to rip a strip off him for neglecting his wife and attempting to put her away out of sight. "Well Meg," he muttered. "Let it rip and I'll verbally smash you teeth in." But he sighed, almost ashamed of himself. Meg had been brilliant in dealing with Patricia after a difficult birthing with Paula. She'd also taken a metal filing from his eye after saying he have to go to hospital for specialist treatment, but had said she'd give it one more try and she pulled it out triumphantly. "Hi Nick. Please sit down and try to keep calm. Ethically I am unable to tell this because of my patient's request you not be told. But there comes a time when even ethics must be balanced against the need to know. Four years ago Patricia began drinking to calm abdominal pains and within a year she became addicted to alcohol and by the time she came to me about it two years ago there was nothing I could do after getting test results confirmed by biopsy. She was stricken with liver cancer and given two years to live." "But that two years is passed four years ago and she'd practically no worse." "Nick, she came to me about this two years ago. She lied about how long she'd been drinking, as I persisted because her records showed both parents were alcoholics." "Both?" "Yes. Under pressure she admitted she'd had abdominal pains at the time she took up drinking, two years earlier." Nick went home devastated, knowing his wife could collapse at any time and die within weeks or perhaps linger on for months. There was nothing that could be done. He recalled the time Meg said when the biopsy was done. That would have the week Patricia was suppose to have gone for a holiday with her sisters. Instead she'd been admitted into hospital for the biopsy and other tests. Most of her liver was affected and the cancer was starting to spread. Meg said two years was a time date most stricken patients expected to hear. For some death would come sooner for others slow expiry could drag on well beyond two years. Dr Childs had his agreement he'd not change his behavior with Patricia; he was to pretend he didn't know. He must leave her to sit in the near dark and sip gin and no he wasn't to line up extra supplies of gin for her or to interrogate her why she'd kept her dark secret from him. He was to allow Patricia to meet her death the way she wished. She liked to hear the children and she wanted Nick to keep away from her but to be close enough to be there for her when the time came. Nick arrived home deeply shocked but acted normally. He went on to the floor and the kids were all over him, which happened most nights. He looked up and saw Patricia in the doorway smiling at them. He looked away hastily, leaving her to enjoy the moment as she wished. His tears rolled. * * * Nick met the board and presented well so was welcomed to the company. Danielle took him to the three new vehicle showrooms and invited him to pick any vehicle he wished. He chose without much interest a top-of-line black SUV and Danielle said it would be ready to pick up the next evening at 5:00. "But I don't start here until working out my month's notice at the law firm." "Take the vehicle from tomorrow. We are a company that shows goodwill to our senior people." Nick began shaking and Danielle saw the tears. For a moment she looked flustered and then took Nick to her office. "Oh God," she kept saying as she heard the dreadful story. "You'll have to tell Lexi." "I know but I can't. This is something I must bear alone." "You can't; it isn't fair on you or Lexi. She is bewildered because you haven't been dating her although you are still taking her to the office. She thinks this is because you are preparing to severe the relationship." "But I don't want to do that." Danielle shifted up a gear. "Nick, now you listen to me. My daughter turns twenty next month to leave her teenager years behind her. She is a mature, level-headed woman capable of deciding whether she wants to continue with you with the extra burden looming. She is half of the decision-making; you cannot block her out. It isn't fair on you and it isn't fair on Lexi if you do that. Please try to understand what I'm saying." Twists in the Life of Nick Danielle clasped Nick to her ample chest and hummed to him until her said he was okay. "All right. I accept what you say Danielle. I shall ask Lexi out to dinner tomorrow night and go through all this with her." "Good man. I'll not say a word. I promise." "Good girl." Danielle grinned and ruffled his hair and watched him walk out, slightly unsteady on his feet. But then she saw his back straighten. She smiled. CHAPTER 3 The funeral of Patricia Collins was held a little over three months later. Lexi flew home from South Africa for it, arriving the day before because Danielle had called her when learning the time for Patricia to go was near. It was Lexi who'd decided to live with relatives in South Africa to decide her future and to get out of Nick's life so he could attend to family needs. She'd told Nick that night in the restaurant, " By removing myself I'm not around to pollute the air and having my near presence cause your ailing wife distress." Brave words but they both took it hard. Head bowed, holding her hand, Nick said, "So this is the end of us?" "Perhaps, perhaps not." Nick looked up and Lexi's heart went out to him. She was in love with him but no way would she be disclosing that. Her mother knew but who has to tell a mother anything? "W-what do you mean perhaps, perhaps not?" "I have to leave you Nick, there is no other choice. I may drift away from you, as I will be gone for sometime. But don't believe there's no chance I'll come back." * * * Danielle had been at the bedside, holding Nick who was holding Patricia's limp hand when the alarm on the machine on the other side of the bed sounded. Two nurses and then a doctor rushed in and Danielle and a nurse escorted Nick from the room. Outside in the corridor Danielle could feel the physical force within Nick returned. He pulled out of her arms and taking her head in his hands kissed her, almost reverently. "Thank you. You have no idea...and then I know you do. Thank you. You go, I'll stick around and see what formalities await me and then I'm going home. There's no use sticking around with Patricia...she's gone. I feel it's futile to stay as she can't appreciate me being here." Danielle wanted to stay with him Nick he said no. An hour later Nick parked in the driveway and looked at the house. It had turned into an unhappy home for him and he had the urged to burn it to the ground. But to the children it was home. They were familiar with it so he decided to remain there with them and the live-in nanny for some time, up to a year. The outside light came on and retired nurse Mrs Roberts, mother of one of Patricia's long-time friends, came on to the porch in her gown. She saw his face, emitted one sob and then held out her arms to comfort him. After the brief hug Nick said he was okay. "This time I was not caught unawares," he said, somewhat mysteriously, because Mrs Roberts had not learned how Nick had heard his wife had terminal cancer. "I'd like the children home on the morning, do you think I'm being unreasonable Mrs R?" "No, of course not. You're their father. Mrs Swanson called a few minutes ago and said the two sisters are on their way here now with the children. She hadn't checked with you but said she felt that's what you would want. She's such a good woman and had been absolutely lovely to Patricia." "Yes, those two got along very well indeed." * * * Nick was taking off Robert's shoes after they'd returned from the park when he heard Paula yelling, "Lexi, and Lexi you're come home!" "Yes darling. My mommy tells me you have parent's morning at your school next Tuesday. I wonder why I needed to know that." "Lexi, Lexi, you have to come. I need you there." Robert said, "Lexi's not my mommy." Nick ruffled his hair. "Give it up now Robert. You won't be able to resist her." "I don't know what you are saying." "Hello Robert. Hello Nick you lovely man," said Lexi, standing in the doorway, dressed for the funeral at noon in black with a black hat and small veil. "Lexi, Lexi," Robert yelled and after scrambling to his feet walked partway towards her and then stopped. "Can I sit on you knee in church today?" "Yes darling. I'd like that, very much. Please ask daddy if he has a kiss for me. All he's doing is staring at me." THE END