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walks” left things rather wide open, but she’d always been rather partial to
alfresco sex.
    * * * * *
    He
arrived, almost to the minute, and tossed her bag in the boot before stroking
her arse very thoroughly as he held the passenger
door open.
      “Nothing underneath there. Good.” He kissed the back of her neck as she stooped to get in the car.
    As
promised, he had a soft cushion on the seat. It helped.
    “Are we
going far?”
    His
chuckle cued her she should have worded that less ambiguously. “I’ll take you
as far as you’ll let me.”
    “I meant, are we driving far?”
    He closed
the door after fastening her seat belt and walked around to his side before
replying. “We’re on our way to Cornwall,” he said, “but we’re stopping for
lunch on the way.”
    “Oh?” They
were, were they? “Where?”
    “With friends of mine. Alan and Jane Branis . They live in Ham. Old friends and they’re kinky.”
    “I see.” A lie. She didn’t or rather wasn’t sure what was planned,
but Ham wasn’t far. Not long to find out. “Are we just eating there? Or do you
have anything else in mind?”
    “What
would you suggest?”
    It drove
her bonkers when he answered her question with another. “I’d suggest getting to
know them first.”
    “I’ve
known Alan since he was in short trousers.”
    “I
haven’t.” She paused to let that point sink in. “If you’re suggesting playing,
I want to know them first.”
    Now he
went quiet. She’d swear he only did it to play with her mind. “I imagine Jane
feels the same. It’s just lunch. But…” There was often a “but” with John. “I
will want you naked.”
    “Just me?”
    “Jane will
be too, that’s what we’re arranged.”
    She should
have guessed. No doubt they sorted it all out over a drink at the pub or
someone’s club. “‘We’ as in you and this Alan, I suppose.”
    “And Jane,
she was in the planning. You’ll like her.”
    She’d
reserve judgment there. “Just lunch then we get on our way?”
    He paused
at the light. “Jane’s a good cook. I guarantee she’ll provide a good meal.”
    And what else? “Have you played with her before?” Asking showed insecurity
but it came out.
    “Have I
had sex with her, do you mean? Or have I played with her?”
    “Either or both.”
    He
considered the question a minute. “I’ve played with Jane several times. Helped
Alan treat her to a threesome once, and I’ve helped flog her
a couple of times. She’s a nice woman and makes Alan very happy, but…”
He reached out and pushed Ellen’s skirt up above her knees. “I don’t lust after
her. Never have, and you, my dear Ellen, are fast becoming an obsession with
me.”
    She was,
was she? That had to be good news. “I’m rather chuffed to hear that last bit.
Nice to think I’m on your mind.”
    “Christ
almighty, Ellen.” He ran his hand through his hair and grasped the other around
the steering wheel. “Are you trying to drive me up the wall?”
    “Not
intentionally, but it is nice to know you think about me when I’m not around.”
    “Dammit,
woman, I have a hard time not thinking about you. You’re a bloody distraction.
I think about having sex with you, about you sucking my cock, about tying you
to my bed and fucking your mouth, about flogging you and watching the pink rise
on your skin, about tugging on your piercing and seeing you squirm, and about
hearing you cry out when I drive in hard and bugger you.”
    Seemed she
really was making an impression on him. Wonderful. “What about making me soaking wet between my legs?”
      “That too!”
    She didn’t
say “Good!” but she thought it, and she leaned back in the seat and shut her
eyes. She hadn’t been kidding about her pussy. She was half afraid there’d be a
damp patch on her skirt. Thank goodness it was lined. There was no mistaking
the scent of her arousal.
    “Are you
wet?” he asked.
    “Very.”
    “Good,
nice to know I can get you wound