An Angel In The Night

It was springtime and the sap was rising and so was Colin Capel.

He and his wife Jane were driving through the countryside to a spa hotel for a church weekend.

But it wasn’t the thought of seminars and inspirational talks that had 53-year-old Colin full of vim and vigour.

It was the thought of Angela Purcell that had him loaded and ready to fire.

She was 12 years younger than he and they had recently lit the flame of passion within each other.

It had begun in the church stationary cupboard one Sunday morning and was continued two weeks later, on her sofa.

 

He wasn’t a womaniser by nature, he’d been married more than 30 years to the same woman before he strayed into Angela’s underwear.

He loved his wife and he considered himself fortunate to be married to her, she was still a very attractive woman, slim and elegant and when they made love it was still as good as ever.

Colin had always had a roving eye, and quite unashamedly ogled woman at every opportunity but he never once seriously considered the transition from lustful voyeur to complicit adulterer.

But once he had tasted the forbidden fruit of Angela Purcell he was hooked, and he wanted more.

Although he wasn’t looking to add any further strings to his bow, he would be quite content to keep playing duets with Angela at every given opportunity.  

She was the opposite in many ways to Jane who was tall whereas Angela stood a towering 4 feet 11 in her stocking feet.

They were both beautiful, Jane classically so while Angela had large saucer eyes and a warm mesmerizing smile.

Jane still had a lovely figure especially for a woman the wrong side of 50, Angela’s figure on the other hand was singularly unremarkable.

She had short chubby legs, a flat chest and a barely distinguishable waist.

Both of them to Colin’s mind had exceptionally nice bums.

Angela won and the voice front as she spoke Roedean English and Jane had an estuary accent.

But Jane won in regard to dress she was always stunningly turned out and Angela dressed like a tomboy in cargo pants, t-shirt and plaid shirts.

 

Unfortunately, since the afternoon he liberated her from her pyjamas while she was laid up with a sprained ankle they hadn’t been able to repeat the experience.

And he didn’t hold out much hope for that weekend either.

Angela would be there, but she was sharing a room with her flatmate Judith and Colin was with Jane and the Hotel would be full of people they knew so the chances were slim.

It hadn’t occurred to him, but it was probably the chance of being caught that had him in a heightened state of excitement, such was the side effect that came with liasons dangereuses

Although blissfully unaware of his unfaithfulness Jane was very happy with life as she was benefiting from the vigorous attentions of her husband due to   Colin’s almost perpetual state of arousal.

And was definitely looking forward to some more that weekend so clearly someone was going to be disappointed.

 

They checked into the Hotel just after 4pm on Friday afternoon and they were the first of their party to arrive.

It was a nice place, well equipped, something for everyone, swimming pool, golf course, spa treatments, gym, sauna and country walks.

After depositing their bags in the room and unpacking they returned downstairs to have coffee in the lounge and spent a pleasant hour watching the comings and goings of their fellow guests.

Where he gleaned the information that, Angela and her roommate Judith were only booked in for the Saturday night and wouldn’t be arriving until the following morning.

This was disappointing news for Colin as it severely narrowed the window of opportunity for him to reacquaint himself with Angela.

He had unfinished business with her from the first time they made love, it was not as vigorous as they would both have liked due to Angela being slightly incapacitated by a badly sprained ankle.

But there was also another deficiency during that afternoon’s action which he had since been fixating about.

Angela had prohibited him from going down on her, much to his disappointment and her embarrassment, because she hadn’t showered.

However much the news of Angela’s late arrival disappointed Colin it pleased Jane in opposite measure because she got what was meant for Miss Purcell.   

 

The next day Colin breakfasted early and then loitered in reception hoping to see Angela’s arrival.

His vigil ended abruptly when Jane came down with a detailed itinerary of their day and so his chance had gone.

 

It was late afternoon when he and Jane next passed through reception and there, she was sat in one of the huge chairs with her stocking feet on the table chatting with friends.

“Order some coffee Colin” Jane said “I just need to take a tablet”

Colin knew that “A tablet” meant she was getting one of her heads which if she could catch early enough would not become a migraine.

“Ok love” he said

He ordered coffee and then went over to where Angela was sitting.

“Hello” he said “you look comfortable”

“Hi Colin” she replied “We walked too far and now my feet are sore”

One or two of her friends had already made a move so there were some empty seats, so he took the nearest one to Angela.

“You need a hot bath” her friend Judith suggested

“Yes, I’ll have one when I go up” she said

“Well, I’m going for one now” Judith said and picked up the key card before he had chance to see the room number.

“Ok I’ll see you up there” Angela replied

“Goodbye Mr Capel” she said

“Bye Judith”

“Do you want me to rub your feet?” he asked when they were alone

“Perhaps I can rub the ache away”     

“You know very well that’s not where the ache is” she whispered

“Or what I need you to rub”

Before he had a chance to answer Jane arrived.

“Ah there you are Colin” she said, “Hello Angela, have you been walking?”

“Yes” she replied

“Sore feet?” Jane added to which Angela responded with a nod and Jane was in complete simpatico without further explanation.

He didn’t participate in the conversation which allowed Colin the time to rerun their conversation in his head, particularly the last part.

He liked it when Angela talked dirty, he always thought things sounded twice as dirty when a posh girl said it, and it was doubly dirty when a posh Christian girl said it.

It aroused him greatly as her words echoed inside his head despite the fact he was sat in between his wife and his mistress.

After a few minutes Angela picked up her shoes and stood up.

“Well, I’m for the bath” she said “Hopefully I’ll see you later”

“Yes indeed” Jane replied although Colin knew it was directed at him.

When they came down for dinner that evening, he didn’t see Angela anywhere, although in truth she was so tiny she was easy to miss in a crowd.

On the pretence of mingling Colin wandered around the reception looking for her in every nook and cranny but there was no sign.

When it came time to go through to the restaurant, he positioned himself in proximity to the door so he could check the faces in the crowd, but she wasn’t there.

 

After a very enjoyable dinner, Jane had to excuse herself as her headache of earlier had indeed become a migraine.

Colin accompanied her up to the room and then returned to the dining room for the after-dinner speeches after which he discreetly searched for the lovely Angela in the many rooms and lounges.

Things were getting desperate, if Angela couldn’t be found and Jane was in bed with a migraine, he’d have to knock one out in the bathroom or he’d never get to sleep.

Anyway, when he had looked everywhere twice, he made his way upstairs.    

“About bloody time” she said as he walked down the corridor causing him to almost jump out of his skin.

When he regained his composure, he turned around to find Angela standing by an open door.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you” he said

“I fell asleep” she confessed “and I missed dinner”

“You must be starving” Colin said sympathetically “do you want to get something to eat”

“Hunger isn’t the appetite I need to satisfy” she said and took his hand

“Where’s Judith?” he asked

“She’s in her boyfriend’s Roger’s room getting a rogering” she said and giggled at her joke

“I’ve had a shower” she added nonchalantly raising the hem of her skirt tantalizingly leaving him in no doubt what was on the menu.

“Num, num” Colin responded

“Come and get it then” Angela said dragged him into her room.

 

It was four o’clock when he slipped out of the sleeping Angela’s bed and crept back to his room.

When he got into bed next to Jane he was quite literally shagged out.

He had hoped, before the weekend that his coupling with Angela would be much more vigorous than their last outing but boy oh boy he was not disappointed. 

But never in his wildest dreams did he ever imagine it would be as toe curlingly vigorous as it turned out.

Angela turned out to be an absolute wildcat and as he drifted off, he thought to himself that if he was going to sleep with Angela again he would need a course of vitamins.