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committee…’ Rick is savage as he
undresses.
    ‘Who?’ I
innocently ask.
    ‘That Luke
Masters.’
      ‘You said you wanted more people to put
their hand up….’
    ‘He’s trouble’’
Rick snaps as he gets into bed and he carries on moaning as I go into the
bathroom and undress. I stare at my body for a moment, at the breasts that were
small when Luke and I were together but are larger now, and I wonder if he
noticed that, I wonder if he’s thinking of me now. I run my hands over my
breasts, they are larger, riper, I tug at my aching nipples, I run my palms over them and down to my waist. I stare in the mirror and I want
Luke to be standing behind me, I want it to be Luke’s hands roaming my body.   There’s the flare of heat that kindles,
that always has at the mere thought of him, but it’s different tonight, I can’t
hold it down, I can’t subdue it, because he’s back in my life and there’s a new
memory now and one I can’t keep till I’m alone in the morning. I lean on the
sink and I think of his eyes on me in the school hall as I leant on the bench,
I think of him coming up behind me and my hand goes down to where it is warm
and waiting and I stroke myself. I think of him lifting my skirt and the
delicious sound of his zipper, I imagine looking out to the room as he fucks me
hard, as he slams it in to me the way only Luke has. Oh, God, I close my eyes
as I remember, properly remember, his huge cock inside me and the pain and the
noise it made. My thighs are starting to shake, I don’t need lube, I am dripping and oiled and soaking just thinking of him. I
kneel, I am kneeling on the bathroom floor, one hand is gripping the sink and I
am fucking myself with my fingers, with my husband on the other side of the
door. I look down to my bush and I wish Luke was within, I wish he was home, I wish he was sliding in and out of me now. I want
it to be Luke beneath me, not the cold, hard floor, except Luke wouldn’t like
that, Luke wouldn’t like what I am about to do – I can feel my come
building, I am panting and biting down on my lip to hush my moan, I am trying
to stop my come as Luke would want me to…
    ‘Portia…’
    I am caught in
two worlds, Rick’s impatient voice from behind the door breaks into my fantasy,
but I don’t want to stop, I want to get back to Luke, to the complicated man
who makes me hold on to my come till I can’t hold on. Who insists that I hold
on, yet makes me scream, makes me writhe. I want to scream now, I am close, so
close, but I hear Rick call me again, he tells me to hurry up and I stand, I
lean onto the sink and I meet my eyes in the mirror and I feel as if Luke is in
here with me, I can almost see his smile of approval that I held on to my come.
    I didn’t want to
though.
    My face is all
flushed, my breasts ache, my mound is still pulsing and engorged, but if I
don’t go to bed in a moment Rick will come in, so I stop when I don’t want to,
and pull on the long t-shirt I sleep in.
    I climb in bed
next to my husband but I am so turned on by Luke, I am twitching, I am unsated
and there is not a thing I can do, there is nowhere to go with my thoughts as
he chats on oblivious.
    ‘She seems nice
though.’ Rick says.
    I lie there.
    I pretend I
don’t know. ‘Who?’
    ‘Natasha.’ He
continues his hand is beneath the sheet and he gives himself a couple of pulls
as he says her name. He just lies there and chats and strokes himself as he
talks about the mothers who all adore him.
      ‘Efficient.’ Rick says and gives himself
another little tug.
    Maybe he doesn’t
realise he’s even doing it.
    Or perhaps he
thinks I don’t notice.
    ‘You did well
tonight.’ He rolls over to me. I get the slobber of his mouth, I don’t think
he’s brushed his teeth, I want Luke - his mouth is always so fresh and clean.
‘Did you put the receipt on the fridge?
    I nod.
    He comes in to
kiss me again and as I lie there I have to force myself not to turn my head
away because