Chapter 10

Kelly phoned Matt the following Wednesday, almost as soon as he got in from work.

'He's gone. I'm free until Monday. What shall we do? There's a film on at the pictures that I want to see. And then we could go for a pizza, it'll be like dating on a school night.'

'Hold on, Kelly. Slow down. What do you mean by he's gone?'

'Roy, silly. He's gone off to that conference in Brussels that I told you about '" remember?'

Matt searched for the right memory. 'Yeah, I think you mentioned it.'

'I did. Well, he's gone and he's not back until Monday. We can see each other as much as we like. We can spend the whole weekend together.'

'That's great, Kelly. But... '

'But what?'

'I've got to go up the Lake District tomorrow afternoon.'

'Why?'

'It's for the Wingfield estate. I've got to go and get a couple of properties valued and put on the market.'

'Oh. Okay.' Kelly sounded disappointed. 'But we can still go out tonight. You up for it?'

'Try and stop me.'

Kelly was right, Matt felt like he was getting ready for a school night date as he showered, shaved and picked out his outfit. It took him a while. Jerry often said that Matt had more clothes than most women.

He stood in front of his double wardrobe in nothing but a pair of tight, white hipsters, trying to decide between a formal outfit and something more casual. He reasoned that Kelly had only seen him suits recently, and so picked out his most expensive designer jeans and one of the shirts he had bought for his holiday with Jerry the previous summer.

It was a warm night. Matt put the roof down on his car, and then drove to pick up Kelly. She was waiting for him outside her gate, wearing a short, black, pleated skirt and sleeveless white blouse. Her rich brown hair was pulled back from her face in a ponytail.

They did exactly as she had suggested'"took in a film and then ate at Pizza Hut. It was late by the time they finished eating, but Kelly had no intention of going home.

'I've been dying to see your place, ' she told him.

'It's nothing special. Besides, won't the neighbours notice if you don't go home?'

'Probably not. But if they do say anything I'll tell them I stayed at Laura's. I do a lot when Roy goes out of town like this.'

Matt lived in a modern, three storey townhouse on the edge of the city centre. He drove into the integrated garage and the door slid down behind them at the click of the remote control. He led Kelly through the hallway and into the kitchen-diner, the only room on the ground floor.

'Fancy a drink? Tea? Coffee? Chocolate?'

'Really, Matthew, haven't you got anything a bit stronger?'

'Yeah, upstairs.'

On the second floor there was a lounge, a bedroom that Matt used as a study and a small bathroom. Matt took Kelly into the lounge. Opposite the doorway, a large window overlooked the road. A plasma screen television, hooked up to state-of-the-art home cinema system, hung on the wall to the left.

'A paradise of boy's toys, ' Kelly said, taking it all in. 'An Xbox and a Playstation? My, we are a big kid underneath, aren't we?'

'Well, what do expect a high earning bachelor boy to spend his money on?' Matt walked across the room to the drinks cabinet on the right. 'What would you like? I've got pretty much everything.'

'Baileys, please.'

'I suppose you want ice? I'll have to go back downstairs. Make yourself comfortable.' Matt gestured to the sofa.

While he was downstairs Matt heard the strains of his stereo. He smiled at her choice of music '" evidently they had the same taste. He dropped two ice cubes into Kelly's glass and went back upstairs. She had kicked of her shoes and was lying on the sofa, knees bent, head on the arm-rest, eyes closed, looking divine. From the doorway, he could see her knickers. He smiled. She hadn't noticed his arrival.

'Haven't you ever been told never to mess with a man's remote control?'

Kelly opened her eyes and looked at him. 'I didn't think you'd mind.'

'I don't, since you made a good choice.'

'Robbie's great. I took Laura to see him at Knebworth, it was amazing. Roy wouldn't come, miserable bastard.'

'Do we have to keep mentioning him? I might not like him, but if he finds out about us I could still get in a lot of trouble.'

She stood and walked over to him. 'But aren't I worth it?'

'Of course you are.'

They kissed. And as Robbie Williams sang She's the One, Kelly and Matt made love on the living room floor.

Matt woke early next morning with Kelly lying next to him. She was still asleep; on his left, her head resting on his chest and her arm draped over him. He had his arm around her. Matt couldn't remember any other night when he had shared his bed and slept so soundly. Normally he woke feeling tired after tossing and turning and failing to get comfortable with a stranger next to him.

But it had been different with Kelly. She had drifted off to sleep almost as soon as she lay down her head. He had quickly followed. They'd slept like babies, safe in each other's arms.

He kissed the top of her head. She looked beautiful.

'I love you, ' he whispered, so as not to wake her.

He slipped his arm from around her and sat up. She stirred when her head moved.

'Wha... ?'

'S'okay. S'okay. I'm just going for a shower, that's all.'

'Hmm. What? Okay. Sorry. I forgot where I was for a moment.' She smiled. 'Morning, handsome.'

'Morning.'

He got out of bed and padded into the en-suite, where he pulled the cord that switched on the shower, climbed in and pushed the button that turned on the jets of water. The room soon steamed up and condensation formed on the glass panels that surrounded the cubicle.

With his eyes closed and head tipped back as he washed his hair, Matt didn't notice the shadow Kelly cast when she entered the room. He jumped when he heard the shower door slide open. Kelly stepped in with him.

'Mind if I join you?'

She didn't wait for an answer, and instead kissed him. She reached up to the small shelf in the corner of the cubicle and grabbed the bottle of shower gel.

'Hmm, ' she said when she read the label. 'With honey and milk extract, for sensitive skin. Sensitive skin, eh? I'll be gentle then.'

She poured some of the peach coloured cream into the palm of her hand and rubbed it on Matt's chest. She took care to work up lather, rubbing her hands all over the front of his body.

'Turn around. I want to do your back.'

He did as he was told and she poured some more shower cream into her hand. She gave his back and buttocks the same treatment that she had his chest. At one point, she reached around and gripped his erection. She pumped it lovingly a few times, then let go.

'My turn, ' she said.

Matt turned to see her pouring the cream over her breasts.

'Hurry up and get me clean, before the water washes it away.'

Matt raised his hands and massaged the soap into Kelly's bosom. She moaned and rocked her hips as his hands slipped over her skin, down her belly and brushed her pussy. Matt took great care cleaning her breasts.

'These seem quite dirty, ' he said, rubbing her nipples. 'Better make sure I do this properly.'

He bent his head and sucked one of them. He could still taste the soap but sucked and licked regardless. When he was satisfied that it was clean, he turned his attention to the other.

'Oh, Matthew.'

He put his hands on her hips and spun her around. She put her hands against the glass and leaned forward, spreading her legs enough to give her lover access. Matt guided his cock into her with one hand and held onto her with the other. When he was safely inside, he gripped her hips with both hands and set about fucking her.

Each thrust pushed Kelly forward. Matt's knees were slightly bent, hindering his motion, but he still had the force to push her up onto her tiptoes. The higher she got, the less he had to bend and the harder he could thrust into her.

In time they both screamed in orgasm. She dropped back onto the flats of her feet, forcing him out of her pussy with a plop. As soon as she was unplugged, a stream of his ejaculate flooded from her, mixed with the shower water and washed down the drain.

Ten minutes later he was cooking breakfast while she dried her hair. She joined him at the table as he served.

'I'm honoured, ' she said. 'Ro ... I mean, I don't usually have breakfast made for me.'

Matt smiled and put a second slice of bacon and a fried egg on her plate.

'Still, ' she continued, 'I'm a bit disappointed it's not breakfast in bed.'

'Don't push it.' Matt laughed.

'Well, that way I could have served up a dessert of my own.'

Matt shook his head to clear away the vision that had formed. He put food on his own plate and sat down opposite her.

'What time are you leaving?' Kelly asked.

'Early afternoon '" I'd like to get there in time to eat, and it's probably a four or five hour drive.'

'Longer if the traffic's bad. Can I see you before you go?'

'I won't have long.'

'I just want to say bye.'

'Okay. I'll be here at one. You'll have to stop by then.'

Matt dropped Kelly off at her house and then went into work. He was going to be out of the office for a day and a half, and he wanted to make sure that Doris was briefed.

'Refer anything you can't deal with to Jerry, he's covering for me. And if there's a serious problem, call me on the mobile.'

'Don't worry, Matt. You're always the same when you go anywhere. We'll be able to cope without you for a day.'

'You're a star, Doris.'

'I know.'

After a quick lunch at McDonalds, Matt headed home and packed his overnight bag. He was putting it and a suit-carrier into the car when he heard Kelly call to him.

'I hope there's enough room in there for these.'

Matt turned around. She had two small bags with her.

'Kelly? What are you doing?'

'I'm coming with you. I can be your assistant. Or your property adviser. Whatever. The point is, I'm not sticking around here on my own.'

'I'm not sure this is a good idea.'

'Of course it is. Who'll know us up there? No one. We won't have to sneak around. It'll be great. Now, put these in.' She handed him her bags and got into the car.

Matt was too stunned to do anything other than go along with her. He jammed the bags into the boot and then struggled to shut it. He checked that he'd locked his front door then joined Kelly in the car and they set off.

They hit heavy traffic twice on the journey. Firstly north of Birmingham where the M5 met the M6, then again around Manchester. They stopped twice for a break. In all it took them nearly six hours and Matt's wristwatch chimed seven as they pulled off the motorway and wound their way through the Cumbria country roads.