Chapter 1

After Adam – new beginnings 2 the first Bristol visit

I SLOWLY AWOKE. I WAS LYING NAKED ON A BED, THE ROOM WAS WARM AND I WAS SO, SO COMFORTABLE DESPITE THE LACK OF ANY COVERING. MY BODY FELT THAT DELICIOUS, SUMPTUOUS, BEAUTIFUL LANGUOR THAT CAN ONLY BE ACHIEVED WITH A LOVER OF THE FINEST QUALITY. I LAZILY SQUINTED THROUGH ONE EYE – THE ROOM WAS IN NEAR DARKNESS – A FAINT GLOW COMING FROM SOMEWHERE OFF TO THE SIDE AND BEHIND ME.

THROUGH MY HALF CLOSED EYE, I COULD SEE LIGHTS AND IT LAZILY SEEPED INTO MY CONSCIOUSNESS THAT THERE WERE NO CURTAINS OR BLINDS ON THE WINDOWS RUNNING THE LENGTH OF THE WALL FACING ME AND THE LIGHTS WERE IN A LARGE BLOCK OF FLATS IMMEDIATELY OPPOSITE. I THOUGHT THAT IT SHOULD CONCERN ME BUT IT REALLY DIDN’T!

I THEN REALISED MY HEAD WAS IN SOMEONE’S LAP. WITHOUT MOVING I CONSIDERED OPENING FULLY MY ONE EYE BUT IF I WANTED TO SEE THE PERSON I WOULD HAVE TO MOVE MY HEAD AND I HONESTLY COULDN’T THINK OF ANYTHING THAT NECESSITATED LOSING A PERFECT STATE OF BEING AND SENSATION. I DECIDED TO RESOLVE THE QUESTION BY USE OF LOGIC.

IT WAS A MAN.

MY CHEEK NESTLED AGAINST THE SEMI-DORMANT PHYSICAL PROOF OF THAT THOUGHT. THINK WOMAN! TO WHOM DOES THIS SEMI-DORMANT PHYSICAL PROOF BELONG AND WHERE EXACTLY AM I?

THE LACK OF AN IMMEDIATE REPLY TO THESE QUESTIONS FAILED TO RAISE THE SLIGHTEST CONCERN IN MY MIND.

I had decided to spend a few days away from the house. I had been missing Adam’s attentions for a month and I did not find his occasional phone calls from China quite hitting the spot. His details of site meetings and innovative engineering solutions are not as desirable as a description of what he wants to do with my body! He isn’t even seeing tourist spots but industrial sites and offices.

I drove over the Bridge to Bristol and although I hate paying city centre parking fees I parked up in a multi-story “take out a small mortgage when you get back” place and wandered off into the streets in a rather desultory manner. I didn’t really want to shop and realised that I should have checked if one of the girls would come away for the weekend with me.

I drifted into a few places with no real enthusiasm – found a small photograph exhibition and spent a while looking at small photographs (sorry! they were rather good actually but I couldn’t resist the joke!)

When I came out it was about lunch time and I found a coffee shop in a shopping mall. I ordered my version of Redbull – Americano with extra shot and a giant double chocolate muffin. Joy of joys – the coffee was wonderful and the muffin divine as I delicately pinched off a piece at a time, carefully licking my fingers after each piece to ensure I didn’t lose a crumb!

I was browsing in my Kindle as I ate – not my usual heavy duty literature but a totally unbelievable but easily readable story of a female vampire hunter with vampire and werewolf boyfriends and a sex dependency on a host of were animals for “food”!. I was reading a particularly hot section of her “feeding” when I glanced up to meet the gaze of a pair of the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. He looked Indian or Pakistani with black curly hair, dark coffee skin, eyes that were black and leading to the centre of the earth and his mouth – you knew that a kiss from those lips would carry a charge that could run all the street lights in Bristol for a week!

AS I LAY IN HIS BED, THE MEMORY OF THOSE LIPS CAUSED MY INSIDES TO WRITHE WITH PLEASURE AND ALTHOUGH IT WAS A TINY MOVEMENT, MY HEAD MUST HAVE A FRACTION BECAUSE HIS “SEMI-DORMANT PHYSICAL PROOF” WAS NOW AT THE CORNER OF MY MOUTH AND THE URGE TO LICK OR KISS IT WAS BECOMING AN ALMOST IRRESISTIBLE URGE. HOWEVER ANOTHER MEMORY STRUGGLED TO EMERGE FROM MY SELF-SATISFIED FEELING OF TORPOR.

As our eyes met in that coffee shop, he smiled. A slightly embarrassed boyish grin as if he had been caught doing something naughty revealing perfect gleaming white teeth and, without meaning to, I smiled back. I mentally slapped my wrist for giving a clear “come on” and closed my eyes in mock anger with myself. When I opened them a second later he was standing on the other side of my table and a smile the coast guard could keep for really dark nights.

I couldn’t help it! You could not see that smile and not smile back and the eyes pulled you in to their depths like a black hole swallows planets. When he spoke, his voice was soft and low and only slightly accented. As I drank in his face, I heard his voice but the words were lost on me. I continued to smile and nodded in response at what I thought was an appropriate point and he sat down opposite me.

He said his name was Harry (it is Hari but they do sound the same), “I’m Mo” I responded and for some reason held my hand out to shake hands. He took my hand and for one moment I thought he was going to kiss it, he didn’t kiss it, or shake it but continued to hold my fingers. I was suddenly aware that I was feeling warm and having to make an effort to keep my breathing under control. He continues to talk to me, telling me things, asking me questions and I was replying but my whole being was focussed on the touch of his fingers on mine as I slowly drowned in his eyes. I had this horrible mental image of us sitting there looking frankly ridiculous but unable to withdraw my hand although his fingers were only feather-light on mine.

AS THE MEMORIES BEGAN TO TRICKLE BACK AS MY HEAD LAY ON HIS NAKED LAP, I PARTED MY LIPS AND REACHED OUT WITH MY TONGUE TO CARESS HIS “SEMI-DORMANT PHYSICAL PROOF” AND THERE WAS A SLIGHT INTAKE OF BREATH AND A PHYSICAL STIRRING INDICATING HE MIGHT NOT BE ASLEEP. I WAS SLOWLY COMING TO BUT MY MIND WAS STILL DOZY AND I WAS SURE THERE WAS SOMETHING I NEEDED TO REMEMBER AS I FELT HIS FINGERS AGAIN FEATHER-LIGHT ON MY BREAST CIRCLING THE NIPPLE LIKE BREEZE-BLOWN GOSSAMER DANCING ON THE MEADOW.

I remember I heard him say he was 26 years old, a post-graduate chemistry student studying for his doctorate at University but most of the discussion passed me completely although I was responding and laughing at little jokes he made. The coffee shop was full, he had already paid the bill despite my protestations and our waiter was looking daggers at us when I heard the words “my apartment” and my reply of “that will be nice!” as I gritted my teeth and switched off the alarm bells ringing in my head.

I collected my car and we drove across the city. I parked the car in a resident’s parking area and he produced a badge which I put on the dashboard. Throughout the journey, I stole little glances at him and my heart rose higher and higher in my throat. When we got out of the car he took my hand as we walked around the corner and into what looked like a renovated office block or something. Opposite was a taller block of flats similar in appearance to local authority found all over the country.

Hari’s apartment was of course on the top floor with no lift. He opened the door and I looked around swiftly to get the lay of the land it was a huge “L” shaped semi open plan space. Each leg of the “L” seemed to have two bedroom areas with double beds and at least one wall of sliding doors which I assumed were wardrobes. The outside of the “L” had large double glazed windows right the way round and the junction of the “L” had huge seating or lounge area, a dining area and an open plan cooking area enclosed by black wood base units split only by a huge black fridge freezer on the end of one run of base units.

As I glanced quickly around, Hari slipped my coat off and placed over the back of a chair. He picked up a remote and music started but I couldn’t see the source then he took me in his arms and we were slowly dancing to the strains of some unfamiliar artist. I hadn’t realised how tall he was – in his arms I felt almost doll- like. It felt wonderful. I looked up into those eyes and raised one hand to trace the outline of his lips. He pulled my body tight to his, bent his head and kissed me. You just knew that lips like that would produce a kiss like an angel’s. He nuzzled my mouth and my lips parted as his tongue began an exploration.

I WAS SPRAWLED NAKED IN HIS BED, HE LIFTED MY ARM AND HIS MOUTH BEGAN DAINTILY KISSING MY FINGER TIPS, MY HANDS AND MY ARMS WHILE HIS OTHER HAND CONTINUED TO STIMULATE MY BREAST AS IF IT HADN’T ALREADY HAD ENOUGH STIMULATION. I GROANED SLIGHTLY AND TURNING MY HEAD A FRACTION LET ME TAKE THE TIP OF HIM INTO MY MOUTH AND IT WAS HIS TURN TO GROAN.

When I left home, I was not really dressed for seduction, tight(ish) black jeans, loose(ish) red satiny shirt and black jacket. My jacket had already been surrendered and as we danced I could feel him easing the shirt out of the waist of my jeans and his hands sliding onto my bare skin.

Trembling slightly, I began undoing the buttons on his shirt and slid my arms inside fingers luxuriating in the touch of warm flesh. His fingers were now undoing the buttons on my shirt and we stopped momentarily to shake them off then coming together again – two pairs of hands, each releasing the other’s waist fastening and tugging the zippers down. He moved his hands outwards lifting my hands from his hips – he reached behind me and after a few seconds fumbling with the catch the bra fell and I stepped away to shake it from my arms to join my shirt. He half bent, half lifted and took what felt like my whole breast into his mouth. His tongue rolled around the nipple while his teeth bit gently down. It hurt exquisitely although and I dislike pain, I pushed the breast deeper. Hissing slightly I bit his shoulder hard but released when he increased the pressure on my breast. He then began lapping and licking my breasts while his hands dropped again to my waist and stripped my jeans and panties to my ankles. With his face at that level he mouthed my pussy and his tongue seemed to go deep inside me. With his mouth still working on me there, he put one arm around my legs, lifted and pulled my jeans, panties, shoes and one little ankle sock right off. Standing, he pushed off all his own clothing. Lifted me and carried me to the nearest beds and proceeded to dissolve any thought about what a silly girl I was being into a certainty that this was what I wanted and needed. He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the nearest bed, smiled and slipped my remaining sock off. His body was dark against my pale skin as he knelt between my legs but before anything else could happen I opened my hand to show the foil wrapped condom I had taken from my jacket pocket.

To my alarm he grinned, then leaned over my body to pull open a drawer in the bedside cabinet and lifted out a box large enough for a regiment. He opened one, rolled it on with disconcerting deftness and leaning forward slid into the wetness and warmth. He moved slowly, I wanted fasted but he restrained me – he was going slow and deep. My body switched to his tempo and he continued at that tempo. He used his hands and mouth to caress, kiss, lick and nibble while my hands were on his hips pulling him deep on the down stroke and still he continued. My body felt as if I was dissolving, coalescing, reforming. When I opened my eyes he was smiling down at me and still he maintained the same pace as I felt my core flow into my veins and a great heat seized me and a huge throbbing wave began beating my body seeking escape. It was building and building when he pushed my legs wider and the tip of him touched and ignited my soul and I wailed in my joy and screamed to a shuddering conclusion.

He didn’t stop but he slowed.

MY LIPS WORKED FASTER ON HIM BUT HE GRIPPED ME BY THE SHOULDERS AND PULLED ME LEVEL WITH HIM AS I CAME AWAKE WITH ONE OF HIS HANDS HOLDING BOTH OF MINE ABOVE MY HEAD.

HIS MOUTH WAS WARM AND SOFT WHERE IT TOUCHED AND IT TOUCHED ME EVERYWHERE. I WAS NEAR DELIRIOUS WITH PLEASURE AS HE EXPLORED MY BODY WITH HIS MOUTH. HE WENT OVER EVERY INCH, DELVED INTO EVERY ORIFICE; PROBING, LICKING, NIBBLING ROUSING EVERY INCH TO EVER MORE INTENSE SENSATION UNTIL THE GAP BETWEEN PLEASURE AND PAIN WAS WASHED AWAY IN THE WHITE HOT HEAT OF SHEER LUST. I KNEW THAT I HAD NEVER HAD SO MANY ORGASMS – HIS FACE WAS BETWEEN MY LEGS, THE CREASE BETWEEN THE VERY TOP OF MY THIGH AND MY OUTER PUSSY LIPS AND I EXPLODED AGAIN AS MY MEMORY RETURNED AND THE PERVERSITY OF THE SITUATION DREW EVERY SINEW, EVERY NERVE, MY BONES AND FLESH AND MY ENTIRE BEING INTO EXQUISITE RESOLUTION.