Chapter Six
James was settling in nicely but still felt uneasy, knowing that his family thought he was dead, his Boss, Mr. Hastings and all of the fellow workers at Sainsbury�s Supermarket were mourning. Then of course, there was his lazy flatmate, Ewan who was probably still in his chair playing online games, or wanking off to a bit of porn. Life moves on even when your not there, James realised, and the thought was sobering. Just then, a knock at the door stirred the silence and James quickly stormed out of bed, grabbed a T-Shirt, a pair of trousers, and hopped to the door as he put them on.
�Be there in a minute.� Cried James as he nearly tripped on his trousers, running into one of the overstuffed chairs.
�Alright.� said the muffled voice through the door.
James recognised the voice as Beth�s and he smoothed over his hair which was sticking out in weird places, and took a breath before calmly opening the door.
Beth looked up from the floor, and as her chin lifted, James noticed a tight beaded black necklace that accentuated her graceful neck. She wore a brown skirt and a low cut white blouse which beautifully showed the curves of her breasts and thin waist. However, it looked to be a bit snug, as the fabric and buttons near her cleavage occasionally gapped open, showing more skin every now and then. �Hi! I hope I didn�t catch you at a bad time. Were you sleeping?� said Beth in a bubbly but cautious voice.
�Oh, no. . I was just . . . . . .reading. Come in, come in.� said James in a stutter. He escorted her to the overstuffed chairs and sofa. �Sit down, please.�
�Thank you. So did you sleep well?�
�Yes, like a lump. The bed is very comfortable, and after all the excitement of the past few days, the rest was what I needed.� he said, leaning back and casually smoothing back his hair with both hands, lifting his elbows to the sky.
�Good.� Beth said with a smile.
As Beth shifted and moved to get comfortable in the chair, James glanced down at the lovely cleavage across from him and noticed a single button on her blouse wavering.
�Can I get you some tea?�
�No I�m alright. I had mine this morning.�
�Alright.�
�So did you get to do any exploring yesterday?� said Beth.
�Well. . I wandered around several of the floors. I�m amazed what all is here. The library is huge, the gym is amazing, the pool is excellent, and what I saw of the conservatory and gardens. . . they were lovely. I went to one of the restaurants for dinner and the food was divine.�
�That�s why I enjoy working here. Everything is top notch.� replied Beth.
�Your still quiet a mystery Miss. . . Miss. . .I�m sorry I�ve forgotten your surname.�
�Hurly.�
�Right. The mysterious Beth Hurly. I want to know more about you. Certainly I know you have a compassionate heart and I�ve learned about your job, but tell me more.� said James, leaning closer toward her.
�Well what do you want to know?� Beth said, raising her eyebrows.
�Well,� said James with a smile, �let�s start with the basics. Favourite color?�
�Indigo.�
�Really, that�s unique.�
�Well, I�m a unique person.� said Beth matter of fact.
�Favourite Food?�
�Salmon�
�Really?� replied James.
�How about you?� echoed Beth.
James looked down and thought, � Ah, I suppose this one will show my working class family heritage but I love pie �n� mash.� James said closing his eyes smelling the air with delight. �I also love a good stew. I feel that any cuisine that combines meat with ale gets gold stars in my book.�
Beth began to laugh aloud.� �Well if anything, you�re a true Londoner.� You know, you don�t sound like you�re an eastender.� said Beth.
�No, but you should have heard my Grandfather. He�s got a Cockney accent that�ll make your head spin.�
�Really?� Beth said with a chuckle. I was just guessing your were from there.�
�No really. It�s true. My parents moved out of the eastend long before I was born. Every once in a while, especially when my Da, is angry, I'll hear him sound like my grandfather. There was a lot of hardship for them growing up, working job to job, trying hard to make ends meet. The east end has many colourful memories but so much has changed through the years.� There are parts that look so different.�
�What about you?�
�I know all about hard life. I grew up around Brixton. My parents are still there. My dad works at the Market and my mum is an artist. So I understand about hard work. So maybe that�s why I fancy you.� said Beth with a flirting smile out of the corner of her mouth.
�What?� said James.
�Favorite colour?� said Beth ignoring his question.
�Green.� said James slowly, as he carefully fired off� his next question. �A delicious dessert you like.� �
�Spotted Dick.� Said Beth, again flirting with him. �Do you like it.�
�It�s not bad. They have it in the frozen section at Sainsbury�s and I�m not particularly fond of currants.�
�Och.� That's not good Spotted Dick. You don�t like currants? How do you survive? What kind of Brit are you?�
�Apparently a freakish one who isn�t particularly fond of currants and raisins.� James said dryly.
�Well, if your idea of good Spotted Dick is at Sainsbury�s, I�m worried about you.� said Beth smiling. �So, what is your favorite dessert then?�
�Trifle. I love it with lots of cream and a healthy dose sherry. �
�I have to agree with you on that one.�
The conversation
was going well and as the minutes turned into hours. Both James and
Beth surprisingly had more in common than they thought. James was
beginning to really like this mysterious girl that crashed into his life.
Finding a girl like this was seemingly impossible in his daily life because
when it came to relationships, things always seemed to get muddled up in the
end, only adding to his insecurity. His life was scarred with several
long term relationships, and a few short dates, ending in disaster. The
only thing that was sure in his life, was his online
friend Maisy, somewhere in
���������� �Alright. All this talk is making me hungry. Are you sure you�re okay? Can I get you anything?� said James lightheartedly.
�No really, I�m fine.� Beth said, moving the curtains slightly, looking out the window onto the old sculptured gardens below.
���������� �You�re things should be arriving in two days. Your flatmate is quite a character.� said Beth, turning her head from the window and raising her eyebrows.
�You met him?� said James with a look of shock, meeting her eyes, as he put the box of cereal and milk down on the kitchen counter.
�Yes, well, long story. You see, it�s always a little tricky trying to get personal items to our new residents, and since you�re �dead� that can be a challenge.� Family always wants to gather the items of their deceased loved ones, so we have to go in and rescue your things before they get there. I brought you this form. Fill it out so we know what to look for. We mustn�t take too many things, otherwise it looks too suspicious and it will be hard for the grieving process of your family. You are only allowed a few of your favorite items.�
After putting on the water for the tea, James came back with the Milk and Cereal, slouching back down in his chair. He, looked at Beth with a long sobering stare, giving a long deep sigh.
� This is almost too difficult to bear.� said James with a sudden change of mood and quiet voice. �Why must I be here?�
�I�m sorry,� said Beth with a consoling voice speaking slowly and moving closer toward James, putting her hand on his knee. �We lost one of our patients last week due to terrorism. Many people in the world think that Genetic Study is against God�s will. For them, it becomes a question of morality, and I have no answer for that. I simply know that what happens here can keep people alive. And as for our residents, we must protect them at all costs.
���������� James covered his eyes with his hands, overcome with
emotion. The sobering floodgate of reality hit him. The idea that
he could no longer participate in the life he once had was difficult to say the
least. He tried to look composed in front of his guest, but tears began
to fill his eyes. �Oh God,� James said, beginning to weep. �There�s
so much. . . . . . I�ll
Beth moved over to him outstretched her arms to ease his frustrations and James welcomed the warm embrace. She could feel the strength of his arms tighten round, then relax, in comfortable fit around her body.
The two stood long, in a comforting hug, as James composed himself again. He could feel her warm breasts smashed on his chest and sighed with contentment. Just then, he felt a quick tug of fabric and heard a loud snap, SNAP!
�Oh, God . . this is awful,� said Beth with a look of panic, not wanting to move, with her arms, still wrapped in a hug.
�I think you�ve just lost a button.� said James recovering quickly from his emotion as his lips curled into a smirk, realizing just what happened.
�Oh well doesn�t this just bugger up a good morning. It�s my boosies, they keep growing.� said Beth with a sound of disgust and embarrassment at the same time.
James moved his hands to her shoulders, slowly stepped back and glanced at her boobs, in full view now, with a smile.
�Really, it�s all right.� He said with a calming voice.
The low cut blouse was now only being fastened by two buttons at her slender waist. �Well it looks like you�ve lost more than just two buttons.� James said with a laugh. I�m afraid you�ve lost your shirt.�
�We really should stop meeting like this.� said Beth, recalling the last awkward moment of James waking next to her in bed and his roaming hand. �I suppose I shouldn�t be so embarrassed.�
�I�m sorry, I don�t mean to be forward, but you are beautiful.�
�Thank you.� said Beth looking down at the floor.
�No, Really.� said James, moving his right hand from her shoulders, lifting her chin. The moment caught both of them off guard. They stood there, a little nervous, not wanting to move, enjoying the heat, the closeness of the moment, this sudden intoxicating pleasure. His nose filled with her subtle smell of soap, vanilla, and crisp cotton. His breath shortened. Fear tightened her throat. Excitement hardened her nipples. It had been two years since she stood this close to man. She had been with one man before, and a couple of fun dates, but nothing stuck. Beth had been secretly watching James for a while, before she met him in that Pub. She went through his line at the Supermarket, followed his commute, watched him from his favorite pub and learned about him online. Things went all wrong that night, she wasn�t supposed to be followed, James wasn�t supposed to be here. But now, here she was. . . standing here in this awkward moment, feeling oddly safe.
James leaned over nuzzled the side of her neck and softly kissed it. Beth felt butterflies in her stomach and felt herself grow moist between her legs as he moved closer.
�I�m sorry. I�m I being too forward?�
�It�s alright. Really.� said Beth, as her breath quickened with excitement, wanting more.�
�Your skin is so soft,� said James exploring her neck again with kisses.�
Nervous, Beth turned to meet his face looking at his longing lips. �Wow, you have lovely green eyes.� said Beth surprised to see him this close. She closed her eyes, and met his lips with hers, smelling the sweet pungent spiciness of cologne.
�May I touch them?� James politely asked, looking down at her boobs.
�Alright. . . . .� said Beth in short breaths between kisses, �But I�m afraid you�re. . . . arousing me.�
`James slowly moved his hands to her breasts, gently cupped the two large melon sized fleshy mounds, feeling their weight and gently massaged them. Just then he felt a wet drop on the palm of his hand.
�You don�t know what you�re getting into. I�m sorry. I�m lactating.� said Beth with an embarrassed glance.
�Lactating? You�ve had a baby?�
�No.� It�s a side effect of this medical study I was part of.� said Beth quietly.
�Oh?� said James, returning to her neck and kissing her.
�I�m sorry.� said Beth awkwardly.
�Beth, I don�t think you know what you�ve gotten into. I�m a hopeless romantic who adores large breasts. Can I kiss them? I�ll be a gentleman, I promise.�
�I. . . suppose.� said Beth with a curious hesitation.
James guided her to the sofa and began kissing her lips with gentle kisses. He slowly moved down the side of her neck, kissing, reaching her cleavage and then stopped at her nipple. He looked, as a small drip of milk balanced on the nipple. Curious anticipation made his cock swell and his nerves flood with intoxicating sexual desire. Slowly he moved in and wrapped his lips around her nipple. �What does it feel like when I do this?�� James sucked again.
�Ahh. . . ah.. . .oh that feels good. I feel content. Close.� Warm. � said Beth as her heart quickened.
James gently began to suck warm liquid from her breast. The thin substance was sweet, but different than any milk he had ever tried. He began to suck harder and massage the large breasts entranced with their spongy elasticity.
Beth leaned back on the Sofa, embracing his head with her arms and closing her eyes, enjoying the gentle closeness of the moment.
James looked up from her breast, �may I remove all of your shirt?� he said, looking at the two buttons that still held her blouse at the waist.
�Alright.� said Beth, wanting to know more of what his talents could do.
James removed the blouse and saw Beth, with her huge full breasts hanging down, teasing him as she moved.� James moved over to the other breast, feeling the softness of her other boob like a pillow on his head and began sucking on the round nipple, filling milk in his mouth.
�James, you�re arousing me. I want. . . I want to touch you. Can I touch you? said Beth in whisper. �I want to feel your firmness. Where�s your bed.�
Drunk with desire, James looked up from where he was, astonished that he was in this situation and led her to the bed.
Beth reached down, unzipped his pants and felt his firmness, his sex, his desire. �Can I remove these?� she said with a smile. I�ll remove mine.
�You�ve got me all topsy-turvy. I . . .I. . Yes.� spoke James.� Was he dreaming again? Was this another weird drugged moments? No. It felt too real to be happening, but here he was, experiencing the moment.
�Come help
James moved his hands under her skirt, feeling the fabric of her panties.
�I don�t think I need underwear,� said Beth growing bolder. �You
may remove them.�
James obediently moved his hands under her skirt, feeling the fabric of her panties, reaching up toward her round hips, catching his fingers around the sides of the band and pulled them slowly off.
�Does that suit you?� said James playfully.
�But I�m afraid this won�t do.� said Beth, looking at his boxers, again feeling the warm firmness of his cock under her hand. She pulled his boxers off, and boldly moved her head down to look at his now throbbing penis. �I love it. May I kiss you here?�
Surprised at her question, James� curiosity and desire allowed the request.
�Lie back.� Beth politely ordered. He leaned back on the bed, as Beth�s
warm hands carefully wrapped around his penis. She watched as a drop of pre-cum balanced on the tip of his glands and his penis occasionally danced with new arousal. Beth put his hard cock in her mouth and began to move her tongue about, moving her head with a slow rhythm, feeling his growing warm firmness. She stopped long enough to ask, �what does it feel like for you?�
�It feels like my penis has a heart.� It feels like my brain is coming unglued. Oh. . . this . . . what your doing is good.�
The weight of her flesh, giant sized breasts, resting and jiggling on his knees, along with her giving fellatio, made his toes twitch.� Her talented tongue jolted against his dick as she sucked and then took in all of him. James could feel the warm firmness of the back of her throat and the nerves in his body coordinated with increasing waves of pleasure. She stopped and then teasing him, moved up to kiss his neck. He stopped to catch his breath as a new sensation overtook him.� He felt her nipples slowly dance against his torso, and then the full weight of her boobs then resting against his chest. He sat up and with both hands, massaged her boobs, feeling the springy bounce alluring and then went back to sucking on her nipple, this time with more passion.
�Hhh. Don�t stop.� said Beth, in a breathy whisper, trapped in passion, drawn into the sensation she was now feeling.
�������� James kept sucking harder as milk flowed down his throat. Beth moved
her arm down, hands outstretched to reach the increasing firmness of his cock, wrapping her hand around it and stroking with more rapid movement. It was still wet with her mouth being wrapped around it, and using this to her advantage, she stroked the moistened member harder, carefully taking her other hand to massage his balls simultaneously, stimulating more nerves.
�Hhhh. Hhh. I�m going to .. . Hhhh . . Ohhh.. soon.� replied James, quickly and in short breaths, as the sensation increased.
�Let me take you all in. I want to feel you in my mouth� said Beth, moving her head to his cock.
�Hhhh. Hhhh I�m. . . this feels so good. . . . said James, as his eyes began rolling back in his head with the intense pleasure.
Beth sucked, with rhythmic motions, taking him deeply in her mouth.
�Hhhh. Hhhh!!!!� James felt every nerve in his body react as his hands clutched the bed-sheets on either side of him. He felt the incredible throbbing through his penis and Beth, with more care, held it in place. The sensation remained intense as he occasionally twitched with the feeling of Beth still holding fast, mouth wrapped around his member. But slowly the twitches subsided, his mind relaxed and reset, and Beth came up with a smile on her face.
�Beth, your amazing.� said James, wasted on the bed.
�Thank you. . . . . . . It�s not anyone I do that to.� Beth said, moving her head close to his, curling up next to him, her boobs, nestling and draped next to his left side and the front of his chest.
�I�ve never felt that way . . . when you were fondling my breasts, it felt so comforting, close, and erotic. I hope you don�t feel strange. Did we do this too soon? Oh, I hope we won�t regret anything.� said Beth.
�Regrets?� James put his forefinger up to her mouth. �Shhh.� said James softly, now bending his arm around her shoulders. �I�ve met an incredible lady who�s mysteriously come into my life. She is funny, caring, intelligent, and says she fancy�s me. What is there to regret? I want to know more about the amazing Beth Hurly. Not only that. . . . . . . . I�ve had the most amazing oral sex in my life.� replied James with a satisfying smile.
Beth�s eyes curled with a smile and spoke softly. ���There�s a quote I like, by Ana�s Nin, she says, �Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.� James, I really do fancy you. I want to know more. You�ve oddly taken my heart.�
�Let�s rest a bit.� I�m knackered.�� said James, sighing with a relaxed breath.
����������� �Alright.� Then later I�ll take you to see your sister.�� said Beth.� �I�ve arranged a meeting and when you�re ready we�ll go.�
����������� �Thank you.�� said James in a whisper.�
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