It was 1.00pm by the
time Dave Collingridge got to his Brother Mick’s house.
They both lived in Middle Gracewood, a
stone’s throw from Finchbottom.
Mick was almost 40 and
was a successful Architect while Fireman Dave was 5 years younger, the same age
as Micks wife Diane.
There were two
problems with the Collingridge family dynamic, firstly Mick was always away
from home and the second was that Dave fancied the pants off his brother’s
neglected wife.
And it was a week
after he had seduced his brother’s wife Diane on the patio in their garden
while Mick was in Portsmouth.
And ever since that
day Diane had avoided him, blanked him in the street and made excuses to break
longstanding arrangements, ignored his calls and texts so when he spotted her
pushing Callum in the buggy into the park, he followed her, and when she came
to a halt by the duck pond he approached her on her blindside so she couldn’t
run off and when he was a few feet away he said
“I think you’ve been
avoiding me”
Diane jumped and
immediately became flustered
“No, no not at all”
she corrected him
“I think you have,” he
repeated “why?”
She didn’t say
anything for about a minute
“Please tell me” he
entreated
“Because I feel
guilty” She snapped
“But you don’t need to
feel guilty love, I seduced you remember” he said
“I don’t feel guilty
because it happened” She said “I wanted you, I dreamed of that moment”
“Then why?” he asked
“Because I liked it”
she shouted
“Because it was dirty,
because it was exciting”
She paused briefly and
then continued
“And because you made
me cum like I never came before”
And with that she
hurried away pushing the buggy, but stopped and turned after a few paces and
said
“But most of all I
feel guilty because I want to do it again”
And then she was on
the move again, he stood and thought for a moment before he hurried after her
“Diane?” he called but
she kept going so he pressed on after her instead and she was stood by Skate
Park when he caught up with her
“Do you mean it”?
Silence
“Diane?”
“Yes” she replied
reluctantly “but it can never happen again”
“Why?” he asked “Why
not?”
“Because I’m a wife
and a mother”
Then she added almost
as an after thought
“And I love my
husband”
She may have once but
not so much now he thought.
Mick was often away on
business and when he wasn’t he was in the pub.
Dave thought she was
clearly lonely which she didn’t deserve to be.
She tried to move away
again but he put his hand on the handle of the buggy, preventing her.
“Do you think about
that day?” he asked
“Yes” she gasped
“Often?”
“Yes”
“And when you’re alone
in your bed” he asked
She reddened then
nodded
“Do you touch yourself
as you remember it?” he asked her
“Do you stroke
yourself off under the duvet while you recall what we did in the garden, what I
did to you in the garden?”
“Don’t make fun of me,
don’t make fun of it” she said and she started to cry
“I’m not making fun of
you,” he said taking hold of her hand
“I think of it all the
time” he said “It excites me too”
“I think of you, in
that yellow dress” he said and she squeezed his hand
“In your garden, me
inside you”
“So do I,” she gasped
She squeezed his hand
again and then lent forward pinning his hand between the buggy and her pubis.
They didn’t speak; the
only sound was her steady breathing and the birdsong as he rubbed his thumb on
the fatty flesh of her mound gently and methodically and he watched her, her
eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, her tongue slightly moistening them
as she breathed.
Just then some boys on
skate boards raced noisily by and the spell was broken and she pushed the buggy
away.
“Please don’t avoid me
honey”
“I won’t” she said, “I
promise, but I meant what I said”
“That just makes me
want you even more” he retorted
He had a distinct semi
in his pants as he watched her walk away and as he walked home he was confident
he would pleasure her again and soon but even he didn’t realise quite how soon.
He had only been in
the house for ten minutes when she knocked on his door.
“Hey” he said
“Hey” Diane responded
“Where’s Callum?” he
asked
“He’s at my mums, and
she’s picking the other two up from school”
He just stood looking
at her and smiling
“What’s the matter?”
she asked
“You’re wearing the
yellow dress” he said
“I know” she remarked
and slipped off the dress and let it fall to the floor.
He instantly appraised
her standing before him naked
“Wow” he said and she
suddenly became self-conscious under his gaze and threw herself into him, her
mouth sought out his and found it, her tongue darting and probing.
“Make love to me like
before,” she implored him “make every fibre of my body tingle, and make me cum
again and again”
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