Sally S Redemption

Sally's redemption

With thanks to my editor Decal_Last who pointed out (among other things) some words in American are different to Queens English.

Chapter 1

"They're really good" said a soft female voice nearby. "I know" I replied.

I can't remember what we were talking about, only that it started the conversation that would eventually lead to me landing in jail.

I had gone to Bill and Pam's party much against my better judgement. Bill had spent the whole of yesterday afternoon convincing me that six months moping about the loss of a girl was too much, especially as I had found her in nothing but a garter belt and stockings with a stranger (to me at least) practising for the Sexual Olympics on my bed! I have to admit from where I stood in the doorway, it looked like a gold medal performance.

Anyway I digress: Turning I saw a shortish blonde haired girl, in a figure hugging light blue dress that perfectly matched her eyes, standing behind me. "Hi" I said, then "your dress matches your eyes rather well." She blushed slightly as she thanked me for the complement.

"Are you here alone?"

Nervously smoothing her dress over her hips she replied, "No, I'm with Wendy but she seems otherwise engaged at the moment." inclining her head towards another girl who was holding hands and deep in conversation with Bill.

"Let me get you another drink, I'm Nicholas by the way - everyone calls me Nick. And you are?"

"I'm Sally, a friend of Bill and Pam and no thanks, I was just going home."

"I've got my car here, can I drive you?"

"I'll walk thank you, it's only ten blocks but you can walk with me if you wish." I nodded in agreement saying "I'll get my coat."

We were walking past a dark alley and three lads came out, dressed in black, wearing ski masks and carrying knives. We moved to avoid them but they barred our way. "Give me your wallet and cell phone, and you bitch, give me your purse or I'll cut you."

"No one speaks to my girlfriend like that" I said. With that the largest and most threatening one lunged at me. Stepping back I smashed him in the nuts with my knee. Doubling up in pain he went down hard hitting his head on a kerb-stone and splitting it open, knocking him out cold. At this point the other two ran off. Even though he'd attacked us I couldn't leave him there like that so I called an ambulance and when it arrived, so did the cops.

I explained to them what had happened but as it appeared he had a fractured skull I was arrested on suspicion of assault - just a precaution, they said. As I was being taken away she said "Call Me" I told her I didn't have her number so she replied "Bill has it."

The best thing to come out of this messy situation was that Sally seemed quite impressed that I had jumped to her defence. She also seemed to quite like the fact I had called her my girlfriend.

The following morning I woke to the insistent ringing of my phone in the other room. It was then I remembered the events of last night... After being arrested and spending six hours in jail the cops finally recovered the knife the attacker dropped so I was released without charge and went back to Bill's place to get my car.

Picking up the phone - it was Bill, I thought it would be. "Hi Nick, after the party I saw your car was still here. I looked again this morning I noticed it was gone - did you come back and collect it?"

I gave him a brief outline of what happened and asked for Sally's number. He surprised me then. "You know she's a widow with a baby, don't you?"

"No" I answered, "we never got round to that before we were attacked."

"Do you still want her number?"

"Yes, I'd still like to give her a call."

"She's a great girl and I don't think you'll be sorry; still I'm biased as she's one of Pam's school friends and her husband Simon was my cousin. Last night was the first time she'd been out since the funeral. I'm actually quite surprised she allowed you - a complete stranger - to walk her home. It's just as well she did as who knows what would have happened if you hadn't been there, so on her behalf, thanks for that."

After he rang off it took me all of ten minutes to decide to give her a call.

We talked for a short time and she told me about her baby, probably expecting me to back off. I explained that Bill had already told me about her situation and it didn't matter to me if it didn't matter to her. She finally agreed to meet me on Friday - if she could get a babysitter.

Friday came and in the morning she'd contacted me to say she had a babysitter so I made a reservation at a local restaurant. I offered to pick her up but she insisted meeting me there as she said she knew it. Arriving fashionably five minutes late she looked fabulous dressed in a pink floral 'A-line' dress with a red lace insert round the top and ruffle trims.

"Well, don't you look good and that dress looks stunning on you" I said.

"Thank you kind sir" she replied.

After a lot of small talk she brought up the attack. "I never thanked you for jumping to my defence the other night so thank you. I really appreciated it, especially as it landed you in jail. I also liked the fact you called me your girlfriend even though we had only just met. I must admit I really didn't expect you to call after all the trouble I caused you." then she went on "You understand that after you called I checked you out with Bill, don't you?" I replied with a smile, "Well to be honest, I didn't expect anything less. Don't tell me what he said because if it's good I'll be embarrassed and if it's not I'll wonder why you're here."

During the meal she told me she had to be back by ten-thirty as that was the time the sitter was being collected but if I were to see her home, after the sitter left we could share a nightcap. The sitter was a nice looking teenage girl who was vaguely familiar. It wasn't until her father arrived to collect her that it clicked - she was the daughter of Kevin, one of my poker buddies. I thought:

Wow, what a small world

.

On his way out Kevin whispered "Have fun" and in a loud enough voice so Sally could hear "See you next Thursday at the game?"

"I'll be there" I replied.

"I didn't know you knew him" Sally remarked after they'd gone.

"Oh yes - we play poker every other week with a couple of other guys. He currently owes me 50 matchsticks but is trying to win them back. If I can his losses up to a hundred he has to buy me a six pack of beer."

Jokingly she said "Last of the big spenders." then seriously "What can I get you, I have white wine or a beer."

"Beer please."

"OK, and while you're drinking it I'll go check on Stephen and change into something more comfortable." She returned in a dark blue floral shift before I'd got half-way down my glass.

"You do love flowers, don't you?"

"They are the only things brightening my life at the moment - apart from Stephen that is."

Without thinking I said "If you'd let me I'd like to try to change that."

She turned away, ostensibly to pour herself a glass of wine, but as she turned back I saw she was starting to well up. I stood up and took her in my arms saying "Don't cry..."

We cuddled and talked until way past midnight and then at her suggestion I went home. Calling the following day we arranged to take Stephen to the local petting zoo on Sunday.

At the zoo we were watching the junior go-kart races when Stephen started to become fretful. Sally excused herself and with him in her arms made for the Ladies Room, saying "I may be some time." She came back about four races later with a contented looking child and whispered in my ear "Sorry for being so long, at least that's one appetite satisfied."

Giving her a look of mock confusion I replied "I don't know what you mean." Slapping me playfully on my arm and with a smile she said "Yes you do, you naughty boy."

"Me? Naughty? Given half a chance." I replied flippantly, then quickly changing the subject, "Let's get lunch" pointing to the zoo's café.

Back at her place we played with Stephen for a while before she put him down for his afternoon nap. She returned saying "Thank you for a lovely day; will you stay for tea?"

After we had eaten and the plates were cleared away she said "I need to talk to you now." Shifting uncomfortably in her chair she carried on "On Friday night I had convinced myself that after Kelly went you were going to try to seduce me, so when I changed my dress I put on the most unglamorous bra I own and my Passion Killer knickers. You saying 'If you'd let me I'd like to change that' only reinforced my fears. I was very surprised when, as it was getting late, I suggested you go and you went without trying to get me into bed. That's why I agreed to go out with you again today."

I admitted to her "Of course the thought crossed my mind as you're a very desirable woman but I realise you've had enough problems and tragedy in your life without me adding to them. When I said 'I'd like to change it' I meant I want to try making you happy again. I know I can't replace Simon nor would I even try but I do want to get to know you both properly. It's been a lovely day but talking about going, I really must be off. Before I go though, can I see you again next week?"

"I can't see you during the week as we're going to my parents for a short break but feel free to call me any evening at this number. However if you would like to come over for the week-end after I get back, I'd like that."

"You really did check me out with Bill didn't you?" I replied. She simply nodded.

That Thursday Bill, Kevin, a few of the boys and I met at Bill's house for our usual Poker Night. Before we started Kevin, with a smirk on his face, whispered "How's it going?" I pointedly ignored him.

Bill on the other hand was quite open and during a break he took me aside - "I hear you're going out with Sally. Please be careful as she's quite fragile right now."

"How do you know I'm seeing her?"

"She rang us Sunday night to say she would be away at her mom's this week so wouldn't be bringing Stephen over as usual. The conversation gradually drifted on to you. You seem to have made quite an impression on both her and the boy."

I hadn't realised Sally was so close to Bill and his wife. As he didn't mention it, I didn't tell him I had already talked with Sally and taken her up on her offer to stay the week-end.

Sally wasn't quite sure why she had invited Nick over for the weekend as she tidied the house prior to his arrival.

After all I know almost nothing about him

she thought, only what Bill had told her. Still it's done now. He had been nothing but a gentleman when they had been out together and had not tried to force himself on her when they were alone. What's more when she asked, Bill had given him a glowing recommendation.

She just wondered how he would take to sleeping in the spare room. With that in mind she felt her nipples crinkle up and a strangely familiar feeling of anticipation swept over her only it seemed stronger than it had ever been before. She found herself having thoughts, thoughts she hadn't had for years, making her realise how lonely she had become. As her nipples pushed against her clothing she could almost feel her hormones raging through her body like wildfire. Although she had spent two happy years with Simon before Stephen was conceived she had never felt so wanton, so in need of a man: Not just any man, specifically her need was for Nick!

She also knew that this weekend could turn out to be a terrible mistake if she didn't keep herself in check.

I arrived to pick Sally up at seven-thirty on Friday as previously arranged. When she opened the door I saw she was dressed to kill, standing there in another beautiful floral dress, with her hair and make-up perfectly done. I couldn't stop myself from saying "Don't you look ravishing", all the while thinking

I feel sorry for all the other diners tonight, they won't be able to stop looking at you and thinking how lucky I am.

"Thank you sir" she replied, with a slight curtsy as her cheeks flushed. I loved that look on her.

As we drove out of town she tapped me on the arm and asked light heartedly "Where are we going - You're not planning to kidnap me are you?"

I answered, equally flippantly, "I had thought about it, but instead I booked a table at the country club." then "But now you mention it, I think I might save the kidnap option for another time." Squeezing my arm she gave a little giggle.

We chatted during the meal about anything and everything and during the after dinner coffee she explained that Stephen was staying with her parents for the week-end. When we got back she showed me where I would be sleeping and while we had a glass of wine she asked me about myself.

I explained that I am an engineer who owns a small general manufacturing business with twelve employees that has several lucrative contracts. As I'm my own boss, I'm able to take time off work almost any time I like. All of this I was sure Sally already knew; still we talked about it then she touched on my private life by simply asking "Girlfriends?"

"Not at the moment, I'm keeping myself busy with work. Still I'd like to make time for you - if you'll have me."

Seemingly ignoring my last remark her next question floored me. "So why did you go to Bill's party then?"

"I was at a loose end and Bill told me all my buddies would be there so I reluctantly agreed. Then I met this stunning woman in a blue dress and was instantly glad I went. I will be eternally grateful to her friend Wendy for being so engrossed in conversation with Bill when she wanted to go home." Sally blushed at this. Saying no more we settled on the sofa to watch a re-run of 'Dancing with the Stars' before we went off to our respective beds.

Sally woke at two AM to give Stephen his early morning feed. It was only then she remembered that he was with her mother. Needing the bathroom and clad only in her shorty night-dress, she was about to go when she remembered she had a guest, so she put her robe on over the top. Walking down the hall she saw the light come on under Nick's door. Suddenly the feelings she had before he arrived came rushing back with a vengeance. Her stomach clenched, her nipples hardened and began to leak and a distinct warm feeling moved down towards her core. It was all she could do not to knock on the door and invite herself in. Instead she called softly "Nick, are you OK?" getting a muffled reply of "Yes thanks."

Always a light sleeper, I woke to the sound of someone moving around. Switching the lamp on I realised I wasn't in my own bedroom. Resisting the urge to get out of bed and open the door, I heard Sally ask if I was OK. As she passed by I mumbled a reply, switched off the light and promptly fell asleep again.

Although I was tempted to go into his room this morning I resisted because I couldn't be sure if I had true feelings for him or was just being hormonal. My breasts had been leaking in anticipation of feeding Stephen. They were also extremely ultra-sensitive. Because of this and knowing I was likely to loose all control should I allow him to touch me, strengthened my resolve. While I could tell he liked me, he still hadn't kissed me properly so I still wasn't sure if his feelings were genuine. The one thing I wasn't going to do was take the chance that all he wanted was sex: I'm not like that. Although he's said all the right things so far, I'm not going be just another conquest in any man's life - not even this one - no matter what my body was screaming at me to do.

When he kissed my cheek after he got up he said the one thing that made up my mind for me - he asked when Stephen was coming home. I told him I had planned to collect him after he had gone. Out of the blue he said "That's a shame as I quite enjoyed playing with both of you last time." It was then I was sure. I went over and kissed him lightly on the lips. What's was that for, he asked. "Nothing" I answered, knowing full well I didn't mean nothing. He said "I enjoyed that - can we do it again soon?" "Of course we can, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" reminding him of what he said that first night. He folded me into his arms and kissed me properly. I knew then he was going to sleep with me tonight, or even earlier if he wanted, but I definitely knew I wanted him in my bed tonight.

My breasts started to leak as we clung together, so much so I had to rush away before it soaked through my flimsy bra and showed on my dress. I needed to change into my nursing bra to stop it from showing. "You alright?" he asked. "Yes" I answered, "I'll explain later" knowing that if he touched me there I wouldn't need to explain. All the while my need for him was growing but I wanted him to make the first move. I felt sure he wouldn't so I made a plan. I needed to 'encourage' him without him realising it. Kissing seemed the best first step, allowing his hand to 'wander' towards my girls would be next, then allowing him into my bedroom would be my last and final step.

After lunch, I put my plan into operation. We sat on the sofa but I hadn't reckoned with how sensitive my girls had become. His kisses got more passionate and his hand cupped my breast (where I initially wanted him) only for me to find it wasn't as pleasurable as I hoped. I quickly moved his hand down to my hip saying "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that my girls are rather sensitive and uncomfortable." I didn't complain as he slowly inched his hand across the front of my dress towards my sex. To let him know that it was OK I wriggled my hips, hoping he would get the message. He did. Our lips parted and I let him lead me towards the spare room until I took control and led him to my room, whispering "This will be more comfortable."

He was still slightly unsure as I turned and presented my zip for him to undo. By this time the tops of my thighs had become damp as I had 'forgotten' to put my panties on this morning. Looking in the mirror, his arousal was plain to see as well. As my dress fell away I heard his zip open. He moved in behind me, his hands reaching for my bra strap. As my bra dropped away he cupped my breasts and his cock slid between the top of my moist thighs. As one of his hands slid towards my pussy his lips sought my neck. A drop from one of my leaking girls fell on to his other hand as I looked on in horror. Expecting him to ignore it or shake it off he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked, asking "Is there any more?" With that he gently pushed me towards the bed. I resisted at first (even though my hormones were on the rampage again - a girls' got to have some pride, hasn't she?) then I allowed myself to be lowered on to it.

He swirled his tongue round one nipple and then the other as they leaked. Finally his lips closed over one and the most erotic feeling I had ever experienced suffused through my whole body: Part relief, part lust, part guilt but mainly desire. Relief because my girls had been aching to be emptied since yesterday, Lust because I needed him inside me, Guilt as it felt wrong and Desire as by this one simple act I felt we had bonded and he had now become 'My' man. All the while he was moving his hand towards my pussy, when he got there he slipped his finger into my cleft and slid along its full length, finding my entrance. All I could do was whisper "Yes, yes, do it, do it now."

Having drained my girls he changed position, presenting me with his glorious cock. I had the urge to grab it as his lips met my mound. I never felt that way with Simon but this seemed so right. Reaching out with my tongue I tasted 'man' for the first time, it was strange but not unpleasant. Engulfing the tip I let him slip it further in while he was doing wonderful things to me with his mouth and fingers. Our mutual loving became more animated until he pulled away from my face. I watched in fascination as his cock throbbed, spilling his seed onto my hot, willing body. Without a second thought I scooped some up with a finger and pressed it to my lips, intending to have just a taste. Somehow my finger slipped inside and I tasted the salty liquid for the first time. Not sure I liked it, I didn't try a second time...