Strange pleasure in summer – 02

“No. Maybe at the beginning, you were sleepy, but you were so good, so loving. Your mouth was so incredible.”

“My mouth tasted like someone had used it for a toilet.”

I slid out from under the covers and went to her.

“Oh my God! Are you still hard?”

I took her hand in mind, while she stared at me as if we’d never met. “It’s still me. Come back to bed, and let me tell you what it was like. What you were like. So perfect.” I tugged on her hand and she pulled away.

“Are you out of your fucking mind? I’m supposed to get in bed with my rapist?”

“Don’t say that. I love you. Come to bed with me, let me show you.”

“You’re insane. I can’t make love now, I can barely walk.”

“Come to bed. Let me hold you. Come. Lay down next to me while I tell you everything.” I had both her hands now and was drawing her forward.

She was relenting. She loved me. I knew it.

“Just relax here with me. I know you must be sore and tired.” I laid back down and pulled her to me.

She wasn’t ready yet. She stayed a few inches away. “Ok, start explaining. Everything.”

I pulled at the cord around her waist, and she pushed my hand away. Twice. The third time it started to come undone.

“Explain? You wanted me. I wanted you. I loved you from the first time I saw you. The most beautiful woman in the city. Fate drew us together.”

She closed her eyes. “Love? Alan, I’m old enough to be your mother.”

“You were meant for me. When I saw you lying in this bed, naked, vulnerable, waiting, I knew what you wanted. What you needed. You couldn’t just come out and say it. You’re married. I understand. So you gave yourself to me.”

“Jesus. You are really screwed up, aren’t you.”

With the belt loose, I pulled open her robe, exposing her breasts to my yearning eyes. Just as I remembered, it was absolutely delicious. She pulled her robe close, but I kept tugging at it until she finally relented.

“I understand. You prepared yourself, you made yourself as beautiful as you could, removing your makeup, stripping down to your flawless skin.”

“Flawless? Have you ever seen me? I have crow’s feet. Stretch marks. My tits are sagging. I’m getting gray hairs.”

I opened her robe, and she didn’t stop me this time. “Beauty marks, one and all. Experience etched into the marble of your exquisiteness.”

“So that’s your explanation? I wanted it?”

“You needed it. I understood. You surrendered completely and totally, taking the burden of responsibility off of your satiny shoulders and placing it on mine. I accepted it with pleasure.” I reached out for her and ran my hand down her side. Her silken smooth side.

“That’s it?”

“Janet, lovely Janet. I love the way your name sounds. We were flirting, you wanted more, but couldn’t, I understand. You’re married, and your son is my friend. It’s complicated. So you waited until you knew I’d be coming over. You know how much I love working out with you. What you do to me. What those saunas are like. So you waited. You made 

sure everybody was out of the house, except Jim of course, since it wouldn’t be right for me to come over if you were alone, would it?”