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down the zip to release his cock so she could touch it and feel it and suck it. She licked it up and down before taking it into her mouth. She sucked it gently at first before speeding up the pulsating and rhythmic motion of sucking his throbbing seven inches of man-muscle to the point where he would surely come if she didn’t stop. She climbed to her feet and made Jonathon lay back on the bed which he did with a child-like grin on his face because he liked sex and each time was as good as the first. He watched her run her hand between her legs and play with her pussy. He stroked his cock as she moaned and groaned and he watched her pussy juices drip gently down the inside of her thighs. For several long and glorious moments she watched him stroke his cock and for several long and glorious moments she imagined him sliding it into her pussy, making love to her in a way no other man had or ever would.
    Serena continued. “When we moved into the house across the road, I had no idea that your mother was in fact your mother. I just knew she was a lovely lady whose son had made good with his writing. You could’ve knocked me over with a feather when I found out who her son was. I mean, I have all your books and every magazine your stories have been in and I . . .  I . . .” The words just wouldn’t come, but she was sure she would if given half a chance.
    Jonathon looked at her and smiled. “It’s okay, and thank you.” He never tired of people’s admiration for his ability as a writer and of his work. “I do have a question for you, though. What made you come here to Bellingen of all places? I mean, it’s a nice enough town and everything, but it’s not exactly a thriving metropolis.”
    “My dad’s a truck driver,” Serena replied. “He’s always worked hard and he’s done well for himself, and us, and at the age of sixty decided it was time to slow down a bit. As well as slowing down a bit, he decided on a fresh start in a new town, so he pinned a virtual tail on a donkey and we ended up here. He’s got a bit of work when he’s wanted it and needed it, though he hasn’t needed it very often. I think most times he just likes to work and it’s good for him anyway to get out for a day or two every now and then. It’s also good for my mom. I think he’d drive her crazy if he was home all the time.”
    Jonathon wondered if Serena needed it. He decided to find out. “Would you like to go for a walk after supper?”
    What Serena really wanted was to go for a drive in the silver BMW parked out front and also to fuck the living daylights out of the guy sitting next to her, but a walk in the cool night air would do for starters. “Why wait?”
    Jonathon smiled. He went to the kitchen and draped an arm over his mother’s shoulder as she made a fruit platter and a pot of tea. “Mom, do you mind if Serena and I go for a walk? We’ll have supper when we get back.”
    His mother smiled as she sliced the rockmelon into small pieces. “Of course not. You two enjoy yourselves.” She carried on slicing the rockmelon. Jonathon kissed her on the cheek and went back out to the lounge. After all his near misses, his mother so hoped Serena might be the one.
     
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    S erena and Jonathon walked along the side of the narrow road arm in arm. The moon was shining bright and the cool night air was beginning to chill. It was Jonathon’s kind of night. It refreshed his sense of everything good and allowed the magic inside to ignite and come to life. Ideas were flowing thick and fast and the ones he could use he would store for future reference in a two draw filing cabinet he had created in the back of his mind. The ones he couldn’t use, or didn’t want to, would fall through the holes into the nether regions of outer space for someone else to grab hold of and perhaps make better use of. Those ideas were few and far between.
    One of the ideas that did stick that night was for a short story that would involve