February Sucks Until May Shines Ch 08

Chapter 8

"Jim, could I have a word?" Linda's frosty tone cut through the spring air like a blade.

"Sure, here or inside?" I don't know why I was nervous, maybe I was conditioned to years of hearing that tone and knowing that something bad was about to happen.

"Inside." She turned and strolled into the house.

I considered seeing the kids in and then leaving her to fume by herself, I didn't owe her anything anymore. I'd had a lovely afternoon with Marie, May, and the kids and it was going to be ruined by the original bitch.

I sighed. If I didn't get it over and done with it would only stew and make things worse when it did erupt. The divorce wasn't finalised yet and the last thing I needed was Linda making things awkward.

I followed her into my old house and took my old seat at the dinner table. Not much had changed, other than fewer photos of me on the walls and fewer reminders from our marriage decorating the sides.

Linda ushered the kids upstairs and then returned. She took the seat opposite and hissed, "You introduced her to the kids."

Ahhh, everything made sense. Was I wrong to do it without asking Linda? Probably. I'd be pissed if she'd introduced a random man to them without talking to me. Still, she didn't understand that May wasn't a simple fling, and I probably wouldn't be able to explain it to her either.

"I'm sorry," I said, surprising her. "You're right, I should have spoken to you first. I suppose I was too busy trying to build my new life that I forgot the effect it might have had on my old one."

My admission and apology stole all of her anger for a moment. "Y-you had no right," she said, trying to recover. Maybe she was looking for an argument.

"Well, I had no right to do it without asking you. I know this is going to be hard to hear, but May isn't a fling - I would never have introduced the kids if she was. I also only introduced her as a friend, nothing more."

Linda processed what I said in a similar way that Emma did. "She's not a fling? How? She's famous and your..."

"Yeah, I'm not famous. I'm not

Marc

," I said with a bit of spite. "See, Linda? That there is why you pressed the self-destruct button on our marriage. You think that being famous or rich gains you something extra in life, something that you didn't have. Let me ask you, did it? You experienced the rich, famous lifestyle for a few hours. How did it compare to our boring, normal life?"

Linda's head dropped. "There is no comparison," she admitted.

"Precisely. What I found with May has nothing to do with her being famous or rich, it never has and never will. It's the same for her, she found something with me that no amount of wealth or fame could match."

"But she's leaving soon?"

"That's something we've discussed between us and we're both happy with what our future looks like, not that it's any of your business."

Linda's anger came back. "Like fuck it's none of my business! If you're introducing her and she's spending time with my babies it has everything to do with me! I won't have some rich slut steal them away from me!" She was tearing up. "Emma's done nothing but talk about

May

and how wonderful she is, think about how that feels! I lost the only man I ever loved and now I'm losing my babies too! You're starting a new family while I'm barely holding onto my life!" Tears escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. "Please don't take them away from me, I beg you! They're all I have left!"

I couldn't look at Linda without feeling pity and sadness for her. She'd fucked up, she'd destroyed me, and now she was suffering because of it. A small part of me felt grim satisfaction but the larger part - the human part - felt sorrow for what she'd lost and would never regain.

I waited until she calmed down and then said, "Linda, you need to listen very carefully to what I'm about to say, OK?"

She wiped her cheeks and nodded.

"Firstly, no one will

ever

replace you as Emma and Tommy's mother. You carried them inside you, you held them, you cared for them. If they ever need love, you are the person they are coming to. They love you in a way that they could never love May... BUT, and it is a big BUT, they might come to love May in the future, especially if things carry on the way they are between us. You might not want to hear it but she's a wonderful person and she's good with them. You should be glad that there's an extra good person in their life to show them love. Despite everything between us, I've always maintained that you are a good mother, I'd never,

ever

want them to lose any aspect of your relationship with them. Do you understand that?"

"Yeah, I do," Linda said, stroking her hair back and rubbing her eyes. "Sorry, it's just been so hard hearing the kids sing her praises."

"That's because she's an incredible person, go out and find one for yourself, Linda."

"I already had one and I made the biggest mistake of my life. What I wouldn't give to turn back time..."

"You can't move into the future if your head's stuck in the past. I've moved on, maybe you should too. You know, I used to feel so much pain and hatred toward you, it almost crippled me. But then May came along and washed that all away, I feel nothing now, really. I don't hate you anymore and I don't love you anymore either."

I stood up and walked to the door. As I was leaving, I turned and said, "I was serious, Linda. Go out and find a good man, treat him better than you did me. We only get one shot at life and no one deserves to live it unhappily, even you."

*

The house was quiet when I entered it. I'd spent the day at work, seen the kids, and then taken Marie to work before dropping them home. My time with May had been spent with Tommy and Emma, who were delighted to see her again. It was lovely, but we had to control our behaviour around each other very carefully so as not to arouse any suspicion.

May had the night off from performing, so I was hoping to make the most of a free house and hours to ourselves.

"May?" I called from the entrance foyer.

When she didn't reply, I started to worry. I stepped forward and almost slipped on a piece of paper on the floor. I picked it up and flipped it over. There was a message in May's neat, loopy writing.

To my love,

I noticed you are getting a little prickly downstairs. I want you to go and shave yourself so that wonderful cock of yours is extra sensitive. Once you are done, there will be another note in the kitchen.

Hurry, my naughty, tight pussy is waiting for you,

Love, May x

Excitement taking over, I almost tripped up the stairs in my rush to get to the shower. I did, however, take far more care when shaving. After, I threw on shorts and a T-shirt and hurried back to the kitchen. The second note was on the table, beneath a lacy thong.

To my love,

I was wearing these today and I got very horny thinking about you. I may have played with myself in them but I didn't let myself cum. Rub them over your cock, I want to taste my slutty pussy on you. Take five minutes to get yourself excited and then go back to your room... I want you to use me.

Love, May x

I picked up her thong and examined it more closely. It was wet and held the intoxicating scent of her arousal in it. I pulled down my shorts, my cock already rigid, and rubbed her wetness over the tip and down my shaft. The soft fabric mixed with the knowledge that she would be licking my cock clean soon drove me into a wild state of lust.

The five minutes would have taken forever if it weren't for May's thong and instructions.

When it was up, I pulled up my shorts and took the note and thong back to my room. I paused at the door, took a deep breath, and then pushed it open.

May was lying on the bed, her glorious body revealed in all its glory. Her legs were spread apart and she had tied one of my ties around her eyes as a makeshift blindfold. Without talking, I stripped naked and walked to the side of the bed.

Ran my fingers over her body, making my touch as light as possible. A tremor ran through her and she gasped. I did the same, working up the inside of her legs, over her stomach, and beneath the generous swells of her breasts. May bit her lip and her cheeks were tinted with a light blush.

I increased the pressure, stopping at her breast. They stiffened beneath my fingers and I gave them a sharp pinch. May groaned in pleasure and pain. I did the same with her other nipple and then positioned myself beside her head.

She tilted her head towards where my cock was hovering inches from her lips. I pinched her nipple again and her mouth opened. I lowered myself so that my cock rested over her mouth. "Lick me," I commanded her. "Taste your slutty pussy on my cock."

May went to work, lapping at every part of my cock she could find. When she reached the tip, she took it in her mouth and began sucking furiously, forcing my cock to the back of her throat until she gagged, then releasing it and moving her head rapidly up and down.

"Do you want me to treat you like a little slut?" I asked.

She removed my cock long enough to say, "Yes!" and then went back to work.

I reached down between her legs and teased her drenched pussy. I drew my hand back and then slapped it like I had instructed her to before. May let out a loud moan around my cock and spread her legs wider, encouraging me to do it again.

I teased her for a while, dipping my fingers inside and then rubbing her clit. I built her pleasure and then withdrew my hand and slapped her pussy harder.

May screamed in pleasure and released my cock. "Please do that again, baby! It feels so good!"

"You are a naughty little slut tonight, aren't you?" I teased while playing with her.

"Yes!" She panted. "Please!"

I slapped her pussy again and then rubbed it aggressively. May writhed beneath my hand. I pinched her nipple and held it between my fingers. "I'm going to fuck you now."

"YES, FUCK ME!" May cried.

I rolled her over on the bed so she was spread eagle. Her ass was soaked from the wetness from her pussy running down it. I thrust my cock inside her and fucked her hard, bouncing her off the bed into my cock. I reached down and toyed with her asshole, running my thumb around the rim.

May was grunting and crying out as I fucked her, begging me to go harder, to be dirtier, to use her. I pushed my thumb inside her tight asshole, increasing my pace. May screamed and began to cum immediately. It was the most powerful orgasm I'd seen her have.

I pounded her until she finished and then flipped her back over. I pulled the tie from her head and she blinked to clear her eyes.

I pointed to the floor and said, "I'm going to cum all over your beautiful face."

Her eyes widened and she nodded. "Yes!"

She dropped to her knees and I stood over her. She ducked down and licked my balls as I stroked my cock, using her cum as lube. She sucked each one in turn and then ran her tongue over my skin, shaking her head from side to side and spitting on them.

It didn't take long for them to contract. I aimed my cock at her face and she opened her mouth willingly, looking up at me and pleading with her eyes for my cum. My body tensed as cum spurted from my cock over her face. The first shot hit her on the forehead but she didn't flinch. She held her tongue out as the next shot went in her mouth. She didn't move until I was empty, then she licked my cock clean.

"That. Was. Amazing!" she said, beamed proudly up at me with my cum dripping from her face.

"You are amazing," I corrected her. "I think we both need a shower and the bed needs a change of sheets."

May licked a bit of cum that had run to her lip. "Mmmm, it was worth it."

The following morning, I picked up Marie from work and dropped her back at the house before heading to the gym. May was at home until her concert in the evening, so she was planning to help Marie around the house and finish off the final touches to the games room.

I received a phone call at work from Mr Gendry, who subtly asked how things were with May. I told him we had worked everything out and thanked him again for his help. I liked the man. Beneath his hard exterior, he was a good man with a sensible head on his shoulders.

Things settled into a busy rhythm. Between work and taxiing around Marie, the kids, and May, I felt like I spent most of my time in my car. I didn't mind, I loved them all and it was only for the week. After that, everything would change.

Sam and Alice 'stole' May on the Thursday to go dress shopping and I met Sam once they'd finished to pick out my suit. The tailor made me stand on a small box and darted around me taking measurements while muttering to himself. Sam watched him with amusement, taking enjoyment from my discomfort and rapidly decreasing patience. After sifting through various cuts, colours, and styles, Sam and I eventually settled on a smart suit that accented my broad shoulders and narrow waist.

"Well, don't you look pretty," Sam said. "A true Cinderella story."

"Are you done?" I snapped. I felt like a mannequin.

"Now, now, grumpy. The last thing we need is a tie, and it needs to be blue." She went to the rack and tapped her finger against her lip. "Hmmm, I think... this one!" She picked a dark blue tie with a simple pattern on it."

"Why that one? Wouldn't black or grey be better?"

"No, it wouldn't. Stop questioning me and buy the bloody tie!"

"Fine," I grumbled.

My bank account considerably lighter, I returned home the proud owner of a new suit. Sam made me hide it in the guest room and promise not to show May until the ball on the Saturday. Alice had dropped May to her performance, leaving me with a rare evening free and the house to myself.

With nothing to do, I wandered from room to room. It was the first time that I'd had a chance to fully step back and appreciate the changes in the house. Although we'd only fully renovated a few of the rooms, the air and walls seemed different. They were no longer sad and tainted with dusty memories of a life long since passed, but infused with the fresh feel of new memories being created. Before, the house had felt like it was in a sorrowful stasis. Now, it had been shocked to life.

With a chuckle, I realised that what Emma had perceived about the house was true. She'd said that she first thought the house felt big and empty, but then changed to feel like 'mummy's home'. When I first arrived at the house, 'big and empty' was the perfect way to describe it, and now... it was still as big but certainly not empty anymore.

I tidied some bits in the dining room before leaving to collect May. She'd given security at the venue my registration details so that I was able to drive to the crew entrance at the rear each evening to pick her up.

When I pulled up, she rushed to the car and gave me her customary kiss and hug. "How did it go tonight?" I asked.

She shrugged. "The same as every night. The show is pretty much a repeat night after night. Same set list, same dances, same performance. I'm sort of detached now when I do it." She twisted in her chair to look at me. "I'm really worried, Jim. Nicky and Craig have gone really quiet. Like, they haven't said a word to me. I think they may be planning something."

"What could they plan? You don't think they've just accepted your ultimatum? I mean, they'll still be wealthy people for the rest of their lives."

"I don't know," she said worriedly. "They fight for

everything

. They live off having control... I didn't expect them to so suddenly give in to it all, I think they're planning something."

"Well, no matter what happens, you have a place to live and good friends around you. I'm sure you're pretty set money-wise, but if you aren't for whatever reason, we can get by on what I make."

"No, it's not that. I have more money than sense. I just have this really, really bad feeling that they're going to ruin everything. I cannot let them ruin us, Jim!"

"How could they possibly ruin us? No matter what they print in the media, no matter what they say to me or you, they could never get between us. We put all insecurities and worries behind us, remember?"

May sighed, still looking troubled. "I suppose so... I just don't want anything to affect us."

I took her hand. "Hey, it's only another few days. After that, we're free and we have the rest of our lives together."

"Hmmm."

She was overthinking things and she wasn't going to stop. A plan came to my head, I grinned to myself and adjusted my route. May didn't recognise it until we turned away from the house rather than towards it.

"Jim, where are we going? The house is that way."

"We're going to visit the spa. You need to relax and I'm going to make sure you do."

"But what if Sam and Alice are there?" she said, quietly.

I didn't answer her. She had to adjust herself in the seat a few times. I was fairly certain that her mind was no longer on Craig and Nicky.

We pulled into the car park and I knew that May was searching for two familiar cars.

Sure enough, Sam and Alice's cars were parked in their usual spots and the gym was in darkness. "They're in there," May whispered.

I parked up and leaned across, kissing her neck. "What do you want to do? We can go home if you want..."

"I'm scared... maybe we could look and see?"

I didn't mention the fact that we didn't have any swimming costumes with us. I kissed her neck again and nibbled her ear. "OK, let's go."

We entered through the side door and I held May's hand as we crept through the gym to the changing rooms. We went through the males', our hearts in our throats, beating with nervous excitement.

Sam's voice echoed through the pool as soon as May pushed open the door. "Get on your fucking hands and knees." I'd expected them to be in the jacuzzi, but Sam was sitting on one of the lounging chairs on the poolside. Alice was on her hands and knees facing away from Sam, presenting her ass and pussy to her.

Sam was eyeing her ass hungrily. She raised her hand to spank it and froze.

Where she was sitting was in full view of the changing rooms. They both saw us at the same time. Alice tensed but didn't move, and Sam's eyes widened.

To my surprise, it was May who spoke first. "W-we wanted to relax in the jacuzzi."

Her voice rang around the pool and then faded into a tense silence. Sam swallowed, looking far less sure of herself than normal. "Uh, OK... would you mind if we joined you?"

"No," May said.

It was unbelievably intense and awkward to strip on the poolside in front of Sam and Alice. It was made somewhat better by the fact that their undivided attention was on May. Their eyes didn't leave her as she nervously stripped and walked hand in hand with me to the jacuzzi. We slid in the water and I relaxed having regained some of our decency.

Sam and Alice then joined us. I couldn't help admiring the differences in their bodies. Both were exquisite pictures of feminine beauty but in different ways. Sam had an athletic figure with rounded breasts and nicely placed nipples. Everything about her was slim and toned. Her pussy was shaved but she had large lips that hung down and moved erotically as she walked. Alice, on the other hand, was all curves and luscious beauty. She was not overweight in any shape or form, but she had large breasts that swayed and bounced when she walked and rounded hips that swayed from side to side. Coupled with her pale skin and red hair, she looked like a goddess from an antique Irish painting.

They slid into the water opposite us, submerging themselves enough that their breasts were beneath the water. With our nudity protected, the tension decreased and Sam cracked a smile.