February Sucks Until May Shines Ch 07

Chapter 7

Marie looked years younger after her evening with me and May. During the day, she migrated to the living room, often spending time sitting on the reupholstered sofa with a cup of tea in her hand and a faint smile on her face. I liked to think she was reliving a lifetime of memories with Bob in that room. I spent time with her when I could, but most of my days were taken up by work at the gym and getting the kids' bedroom ready for the big evening on Friday.

May had been busy with work, so our interactions were reduced to snatches of conversation and sporadic phone calls. Coming toward the end of her string of concerts in the city, she was performing most evenings, including Friday and Saturday. We decided that it would be safest if she stayed at her hotel on Friday night and I would pick her up on Saturday morning while Marie watched Tommy and Emma.

I was nervous. Although May was going to be introduced as a friend, it was still the coming together of two huge parts of my life. My children would always take priority, so I was desperate for their first impression of May to be a good one. I hoped that they could see her like I did and accepted her into their new world. I wouldn't force it, it would be a gentle introduction. The children would determine how long May spent with them, how much they spoke to her, and ultimately how close they became.

My nerves paled in comparison to May's. She understood how big of a milestone meeting the children was in our fledgling relationship. Whenever we spoke, she quizzed me about what they liked and didn't like, their habits, things she should do and say. It was heartening that she cared so much, it showed me that she was serious about us and she was as desperate as I was for things to work out.

The only person who wasn't concerned was (of course) Marie. May had a rare two hours free on Thursday before her concert, so I picked her up from her hotel and we went back to the house. May couldn't keep her hands or lips off me and I was the same. It had been days since we'd seen each other and we missed the comfort and other things that came from physical contact with a loved one.

As I was driving, May's hand went to my lap and she rubbed me through my shorts. "I've been so horny," she said, moving her hands in circles. "And we won't get to have sex for days, I need my fix of Jim."

I took the opportunity at a red light to reach across and return the favour. She parted her legs and sighed as I caressed her pussy through her tight trousers. "I know, me too..." My mind went into overdrive trying to think of a way that we could find somewhere quiet together.

My first thought was the gym, but it was still open and we hadn't returned there in the evenings because of the risk of bumping into Sam and Alice. Despite our admissions during sex, we hadn't spoken seriously about watching them. It was fun and naughty to think about, but maybe that's what it was, a fantasy we could have fun with.

The light flicked to green and I took my hand from May's pussy. She made a small sound of discontent but didn't stop rubbing me. "Can we stop somewhere?"

The rational part of my mind that my cock despised took control momentarily. "Maybe, but Marie's cooking dinner for us and I don't know anywhere that would be safe enough. The last thing we want is a photo of me fucking you from behind to end up on the internet."

My cock was like steel and May rubbed it harder. She growled in frustration. "You're right, I just need you so badly right now."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm going to make it up to you when we next can."

May gripped my shaft through my shorts. "OK, but I want it to be rough and dirty."

I reached across and gripped her pussy hard. "I'm going to make you scream and then make you beg."

May shuddered and let out a moan.

The rest of the drive was smothered in a blanket of sexual frustration coupled with extreme arousal. Knowing how badly we wanted each other but being unable to do anything about it heightened every look, every touch, and every word.

By the time we pulled up outside the house, my cock was aching for release and May's nipples were visible through her top. "I think I'm going to need to dry myself in the toilet," May teased as we climbed out of the car.

Before we entered the house, I quickly pulled her to the side and pressed her against the wall. I kissed her hard and pushed my hand down her trousers. May gasped and opened her legs. She was wetter than I'd ever felt her. I wasn't gentle. I cupped her pussy roughly and rubbed her clit.

May's legs went weak. "Fuuuuck."

Before she could reach for my cock, I withdrew my hand and brought it between our lips. The scent of her excitement was an aphrodisiac. Our tongues worked over my fingers, tasting her and driving our arousal.

May unbuttoned her trousers but I stopped her. "No, that's all you're getting tonight."

Frustration and lust flashed across her face. "No, I need you to fuck me."

I grabbed both of her hands and held them above her head, pressing her body into the cold stone wall as I kissed her. "Are you my slut?" I asked.

"Yes," she whispered.

"And will you do everything that I ask?"

"Yes!"

"Then I want you to play with yourself tonight, thinking of us fucking. I want you to bring yourself to the edge of orgasm and then I want you to stop. You are not allowed to cum until we are together, do you understand?"

A hint of defiance and mischief crept into May's eyes. She kissed me and said, "OK, but only if you do the same." I let go of her hands and she pressed herself into me. "Do we have a deal?" she asked sweetly.

I smiled. "OK, you have a deal... it's sort of exciting."

May grinned. "I know! Thinking about how much I need you but denying myself and knowing that you're doing the same... it sends tingles through me."

We stepped apart and tried our best to rearrange ourselves. We were both flushed and my cock was aching. Knowing I couldn't greet sweet, elderly Marie with a raging erection, I said I'd meet May in the kitchen and quickly ran upstairs to splash some cold water on my face and did my best to send the furious man in my shorts away.

It took five minutes, but I was finally able to go to the kitchen in a calm state. Marie had a very knowing smile and May's face was bright red. "Ah, glad you could finally join us," Marie teased. "When I heard the car but not the front door, I expected to find bits of twigs and leaves in May's hair. You do have a bed upstairs, you know. I could always put the meal to heat for a while."

"What!? No! We-uh,"

"You were acting how any young couple in love acts, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm glad you and May are making the most of those young bodies of yours. Trust me, they don't last forever, so make sure you give each other a good seeing to at every opportunity."

"Marie!" I moaned as May's face went crimson.

The saucy minx only laughed. "Oh, you two are precious. Well, if you aren't going to do anything about the bottled-up energy I can see in you both, I suppose we should eat."

She'd decided to cook fish with chips and peas coated in a thick gravy. As with all of her dishes, it was delicious. Once the initial shock and awkwardness of Marie's casual remarks about our sex life had passed, we spoke of other things. Inevitably, the conversation turned to the weekend.

"What if they don't like me?" May asked worriedly. "What if I meet them and they think I'm horrible or don't want to talk to me!?"

I was confident that if Marie had been any closer to May, she'd have clipped her around the ear. As it happened, there was a table protectively between them. "May, you sound as bad as Jim. You both have a terrible habit of focusing on the negative side of things. No one can predict how a child will react, but I will tell you this: there is no filter with them. They aren't blinded by the opinions of other people or twisted by things they read on the internet. They are innocents, what you see is what you get. May, you're a good person with a beautiful heart, all you have to do is relax and let the children see that. I'm not worried in the slightest."

She noted the leftover worry on our faces. "Look, I'll be here anyway, so if anything disastrous happens - which it won't - I'll take care of things. All you two need to worry about is having a fun time with Tommy and Emma."

May stood up and hugged Marie. "Thank you, Marie. I don't know what I'd do without you."

I laughed. "I've said the same thing to her many times."

Marie patted May's back. "You two would be just fine. You forget I had a long time to learn. You might be approaching thirty, but you're both still young at heart.

We spent the rest of our time enjoying each other's company before I had to drop May back at her hotel. We'd decided against seeing each other after the concerts, the late nights coupled with sneaking around and avoiding the evil trio was OK to do a couple of times, but doing it regularly would wear us out too much. We shared a long kiss goodbye outside her hotel and I returned to the house a confusing mixture of sad, horny, excited, and worried.

Needless to say, I stroked my cock for a long time that evening, with images of May's heavenly body and memories of the sexual heights we'd reached in my mind. I kept my promise to May, when I was on the verge of cumming, I stopped and rolled over, letting the sweet memories blend into sweeter dreams of me and May in bliss.

*

"Jimmy-boy, you wanted to see me?" Sam danced into my office and took her usual spot on my desk, legs dangling off the edge.

"You know there are two chairs there and two sofas over there, right?"

"And there's a perfectly good desk here," she said with a bright grin.

"I'm your boss, you know," I said with what I hoped sounded like a warning.

It had the opposite effect on Sam. She laughed and ruffled my hair. "Yes, you are, aren't I lucky? Now, did you call me in here to moan or are you going to get to the point? Going to spill all the juicy gossip about Maeve? You been giving her a good fucking?"

"You're just jealous I get to see her tits and pussy whenever I want."

That shut her up.

She coughed uncomfortably and blushed. I burst into laughter. "I win! I can't believe I just shut you up!"

She snapped back instantly. "Oh, fuck off," she said with a smirk. "What do you want?"

"Well, funnily, it actually has to do with May..." I left it hanging to tease her and to my immense satisfaction, she bit.

"W-what do you mean?"

I grinned and leaned back in my chair, letting her stew. Sam's face darkened and she jumped off the desk. "Fine, be a cunt!"

"Wait, I'm just messing with you. It's a genuine favour I need pretty desperately."

Sam hopped back onto the desk but was still unimpressed. She crossed her arms and waited for me to talk. I leaned back forward and said, "OK, so there's this fancy ball thing that's being held-"

"At the Lionstate Hotel!" Sam finished. "I know, it's been all over social media!"

"Yeah, that's the thing. May's got to attend and she's asked me to go, she suggested that you and Alice could come along too... you know, for moral support or something."

Sam's legs froze mid-swing. "You. Are. Fucking. Joking." She jumped off the table and took me by the shoulders, looking straight into my eyes. "Tell me you aren't fucking with me right now."

"Uh, no, I'm very serious. If we had it our way, May and I probably wouldn't go, but-"

Sam jumped up and punched the air. "YES! Yes, I'll go! Holy shit! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! It's going to be

the

event of the year! And Maeve Whyte's going to be there!"

I decided to reel back in Sam's enthusiasm slightly. "OK, firstly, you need to start calling her May, Maeve Whyte isn't even a real person, just some media thing. Secondly, I think it's going to be pretty posh and all that, so I don't think you'd last long if you run around shouting fuck and cunt every few seconds. Thirdly, I really need your help picking out a new suit. My old one's pretty battered and I want May to be proud to be seen with me, not embarrassed."

Sam sat back down. "OK, this is big. Yes, Maeve is May now, or May is May... you know what I mean. Alice will be with me and she's pretty good at controlling me... unless we're having sex." She winked. "And lastly, yes we'll suit you up so every woman will want you and every man will be jealous of you."

"Thanks, but I seriously doubt those people would ever be jealous of a man who lives off warmed-up leftovers cooked for him by his seventy-something-year-old landlord."

"Jim, stop fucking selling yourself short. You're a catch and everyone's going to see it at the ball, the women in there are going to have such wet pussy's the dancefloor will look like it's covered in snail trails."

"I-" It took a moment for Sam's statement to sink in. We burst into laughter together and then I said, "Sam, you put things in such romantic and sensitive ways."

"That's what I hear! So, when are we shopping? I'll speak to Alice and maybe we could pick our dresses out at the same time. They'll have to be pricey, nothing crazy expensive, but enough that heads will turn."

I sighed with relief. I had meant to ask Sam sooner but other things had taken priority. Having her and Alice at the ball was going to make it a far more enjoyable experience. It also alleviated my worry about Marc being there. It wasn't that I was particularly scared of him, I just knew that Sam was so loyal, the fucker wouldn't get within a few yards of me without her attacking him.

"Thanks, Sam. You are a lifesaver, I'm lucky to have you."

She jumped off the desk and hugged me. It had become quite common for her to do since I helped her come out to her parents. It wasn't sexual or intimate like it was with May, it was her way of letting me know how much she appreciated me.

"And don't you forget it!" she said.

I had a thought as Sam was leaving. "Sam, you and Alice should probably meet May properly before we go to the ball." Her eyes widened and I hastily added, "Not a spa-jacuzzi meeting, but to actually get to know each other. You know, as friends."

She smiled, though there was a cheeky glimmer in her eye. "Yeah, that's a good idea. I still can't get over the fact that you are dating

her

!"

"You aren't going to freak out on me when you meet her, are you? She's not the person you're probably imagining. The person in the magazines and on stage is all manufactured by other people. May is... May is someone else altogether."

"Yeah, you're right. I guess I need to meet her properly to override 'Maeve Whyte' with May."

"Soon," I promised. "She's meeting Tommy and Emma on Saturday..." I paused as a genius plan came into my head. "That's perfect! Are you free tomorrow? Tommy and Emma adore you and May and I are really nervous about the introductions. We're just saying that she's a friend at the moment, but if you're there it'll lessen the pressure on both of us."

Sam shrugged. "Sure! It's been too long since I've seen your little rugrats. It still baffles me how two such beautiful little things came out of your balls."

"Thanks," I said sarcastically.

"I'm just fucking with you, Jimmy. Tomorrow at the old lady's place, right? I suppose I'll be meeting her as well as May. Big day for everyone."

"The thought of you and Marie in the same room fascinates and terrifies me. I'll text you the address. Thank you, Sam. Seriously, for everything."

"Hey, we have each other's backs, right? Besides, I will never be able to repay you for what you did for me. I'm lucky to have you too."

She left and things started to slot into place for my evening and Saturday. I sent a text to May explaining the good news and then finished off making my way through new memberships and itineraries for the gym products we kept stocked.

The bosses were overjoyed with the response to my new scheme. They were keen to get things off the ground as soon as possible and then wanted reports with figures of how much the gym was bringing in because of them. I sent a few emails with contracts for the hotels to sign and return. Once we had them, the scheme would officially launch. I'd briefed Sam and she was working with the various hotels to push the incentive on their media platforms.

So, as I picked up Tommy and Emma, I felt fairly positive about everything. The pair were waiting for me by the school gates with their school bags and overnight bags. I took Tommy's for him and held his hand while Emma held his other to walk to the car.

Once they were safely strapped in and we were on the road, the excited pair told me all about their day and then began the inevitably quizzing about the weekend and when they'd be able to explore the garden.

"Right, I suppose we should start setting some rules now before you get too excited and stop listening to me. I want quiet mouths and listening ears until I say so, OK?"

Both of them sat bolt upright in their seats, zipped their lips, and then cupped their hands behind their ears like they were trying to hear something. It was a little thing we'd come up with whenever I needed them to pay close attention.

My heart started beating nervously as I opened my mouth to tell them about May. "OK, firstly, we're going to be joined tomorrow by a lady called May, she's a friend of mine and she's agreed to help me take you into the garden. It's dangerous in there, so you both have to listen to everything we say and never let go of our hands unless we tell you to, OK?"

They were both too caught up in the excitement of going on an adventure to give too much thought as to who the new lady was. They both nodded eagerly.

"Good, OK. Next rule: No running away or hiding. The garden is completely overgrown and if we lose you in there, we might not be able to find you."

Two sets of eyes widened at the thought of getting lost in the garden. They nodded again.

"Lastly, Sam is coming to see you tomorrow as well."

"YAAAAY!" Both of them couldn't hold back. I chuckled. Sam might be brazen and foul-mouthed, but she loved the kids and they loved her right back. Although there wasn't much of an age gap between us, they treated her very differently from how they treated me. She was more like a fun older sister to them than an adult figure. They often hogged her attention and had no issues with climbing all over her, whispering secrets into her ear and giggling with her. I thought Tommy might even have a small childish infatuation with her.

When we got back to the house, I gave Marie a peck on the cheek and asked her if it was OK for Sam and Alice to pop by tomorrow to ease the introductions. She agreed and then hugged the kids before making them wash their hands and sit at the table. I hadn't started working on the dining room, but it was my next project, along with the entrance hall. So, we gathered around the kitchen table and ate as Emma and Tommy once again peppered Marie with questions, this time about the garden.

"What's in it?" Emma asked.

Marie finished chewing her mouthful and swallowed. "Well," she said thoughtfully. "There used to be a lawn at the top where we'd host barbeques and get-togethers in the summer. In the winter, we used to have snowball fights outside and build snowmen as tall as your father! There are a couple of ponds at the bottom that used to have fish in it, though they are probably gone now. Then, there were the flowerbeds and plots where I used to grow flowers, fruit, and vegetables. Let me tell you, the fruit I used to grow there was the tastiest, juiciest fruit you could ever imagine! Beyond that are our woods, the kids and their friends used to spend all day in them exploring and building little hideaways."

"Are there any monsters there?" Tommy asked.