Author's note: The following is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts and is intended for adults only. All people, places, and events are a product of my imagination and any characters described as engaging in sexual acts are over the age of eighteen.
Thanks for sticking around for this next instalment. The resolution of a single plot point this time with some MFF action and discussion around the theme of attraction between non-blood step relations.
Previously on Langley Circle... Josh took the day off school, ashamed to be seen with the black eye he had received from Bella. His step-mum Trudy returned home unexpectedly in the middle of the day, and Josh witnessed a strange outpouring of grief and sexual frustration that left him horny and confused. A frank discussion with Trudy led to a better understanding of her relationship with his late father, and soon he was stepping up to give Trudy what she needed in a way that promised to change their relationship forever. Meanwhile Megan turned up for her second day at Ravenger and Sunder, willing to give it another chance, but it wasn't long before she stumbled upon one of the senior partners enjoying a blowjob courtesy of a colleague. Enough was enough; Megan confronted Trena only to discover that her securing the job had been a mistake, the interviewer believing her to be an experienced member of something called the Ruby Club, which sounded like nothing more than a high-class brothel to Megan. She elected to walk away and was stunned to receive an instant compensation payout of six months' salary, to ensure her discretion about the things she had witnessed.
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Season One, Episode Fifteen
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Bella asked.
Nicky glanced over at Bella, her hand frozen on the way to the doorbell. "He needs to understand that if he's going to ghost me, then I'll come knocking on his door to find out why."
"Ghosting? That's a bit harsh."
"You defending him?" Nicky was unable to keep the irritation from her voice.
"No, not at all. Just doesn't seem like his style." Bella smiled weakly at her. "Just go easy, OK?"
Nicky breathed slowly to release some of the tension, only then becoming aware of a high pitched buzzing sound coming from somewhere above them. She glanced up and winced as the bright sunshine dazzled her for a moment. As she blinked rapidly, she saw a dark shape skip in front of the sun and disappear over the rooftops on the other side of the street.
Bella looked up, trying to see what Nicky was staring at. "What?"
Nicky frowned. "I thought I saw something, but there's nothing there now." She shrugged and glanced back to the front door. "Anyway, I'll take things slow, but if he's being a dick, I will have no qualms in telling him so." She turned and jabbed at the doorbell.
After a few moments, Josh's step-mum opened the door. "Hello Nicky, this is a pleasant surprise."
"Hi er, Trudy, is Josh in?"
"Skulking in his room I think. Go on into the front room and I'll give him a shout."
"OK, thanks. Oh, I'm not sure if you know Bella," Nicky said as she led the way into the house.
"Hi Bella, Nice to meet you."
"Hi Mrs. Dickinson," Bella said sweetly.
"Please call me Trudy. Go on in and make yourselves comfortable."
The two women filed into the front room as Trudy closed the door behind them. Nicky looked across at Bella who was blinking in disbelief. "I know what you're thinking," she said in a low voice, unable to keep the grin from her face.
"They are huge," Bella said in an astonished whisper, "but she's so trim, how is that even possible?"
"I know, check out the photos though; she was even fitter a few years back." Nicky gestured to the mantelpiece.
"Wow, she looks stunning in that beach pic. Ooh, is that Josh's dad? He was a bit of a hunk."
"I guess that's where Josh gets it from," Nicky said, smirking.
"Yeah right," Bella snorted a laugh.
"Hey, that reminds me. Do you notice anything odd about Trudy in the photos?"
Bella scanned the frames on the mantelpiece, but shrugged. "Give me a clue."
"The necklace? She's wearing the same one in every single photo."
"Huh, you're right. How odd." Bella picked up one of the studio shots and studied it. "Oh my god, it's a collar!"
"What? No, it's a necklace."
Bella rolled her eyes. "It's a day collar."
Nicky frowned. "What are you talking about Bel?"
"An o ring?" Bella raised her eyebrows, as if Nicky should know what that was, but Nicky stared back at her blankly. "BDSM, doms and subs, the story of O, Fifty shades of grey? Any of these ringing bells?"
Nicky frowned and looked down at the photo. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that Trudy and Josh's dad were in a BDSM relationship."
"Shut up Bel, you're talking shit."
Bella looked affronted. "I'm not. That necklace, it's what they call a day collar. The submissive wears it out in public to show their continued commitment to their master. At home sometimes they might wear a proper collar, but they wear a day collar when they need to be discreet. Look at the charm for god's sake; it's a heart in chains."
"I saw that, I just didn't understand." Nicky narrowed her eyes at her friend. "Hang on, how do you know so much about this?"
"We have this thing called the Internet you know," Bella said with a sarcastic smirk.
"Cute." Nicky pouted. "Do you think Josh knows?"
"I can't see how he wouldn't. Although BDSM relationships can be very subtle at times, he would have to be blind not to notice the signs over the years."
"Or a pubescent teenage boy?" Nicky said, raising one eyebrow.
"Possible I suppose." Bella grinned. "I expect teenage Josh spent most of his time in his room thinking of his step-mum's enormous tits." Bella graphically accentuated her point by curling her fingers into a fist and miming stroking a large cock.
Nicky's mouth dropped open. "Bella, you're so bad." She thought for a moment before adding, "You're probably right though. Hell I could see myself dreaming of those massive mams and having a sneaky feel too." She giggled as the heat rose to her cheeks.
Bella let out a barking laugh as the sound of footsteps on the stairs came from the hall.
"Put that back," Nicky said pointing at the photo.
As the door opened, the two women tried to act casually, like they had not just been discussing Trudy's sexy curves.
At that moment, those sexy curves came into the room. "He says to go on up. I'm Not quite sure why he couldn't shift his lazy backside and come down, but don't shoot me, I'm just the messenger."
"Thanks Trudy," Nicky said heading for the stairs with Bella hot on her heels.
Well, didn't that just about take the biscuit. Not only was Josh being a dick, but now he had the nerve to summon her up to his room. Nicky could feel her frustration and anger building to a crescendo. That was why, when she reached the top of the stairs she all but kicked Josh's door open, storming in, fully prepared to let rip. That was when she took in the pathetic sight before her eyes.
Josh sat hunched on his bed looking utterly wretched and despondent. His eye was discoloured and swollen, and his nose looked bruised too. She stopped dead in her tracks, Bella almost bumping into her, and her mood melted a few degrees. He glanced up at her with his big, puppy-dog eyes, and Nicky had to fight hard to remember that she was seriously pissed off with him.
"Right," she said with newfound purpose, "what the hell is going on?" She was trying to keep her voice calm, but it wasn't easy.
"Huh?" Josh said dumbly, as he stared up at her even more dumbly.
Nicky hesitated, determined not to fill the silence. The question was out there, he just needed to answer it.
Josh flicked his eyes nervously back and forth between Nicky and Bella. "I- I- I'm really sorry Bella, I shouldn't have accosted you--"
"Oh, we'll get to that." Nicky wasn't going to be derailed. She moved to stand before him. He straightened up as she approached, but she kept her distance. "First though, you better have a bloody good reason for ghosting me. I'll put up with many things Josh, but being ignored isn't one of them. Especially when I have done nothing wrong."
A frown spread across his face, infuriating her even more. "Phone calls not answered or returned, messages not read or replied to, and you weren't even at school today, which feels distinctly like you are avoiding me. So come on, let's have it." She was really getting into her stride now, looming over him and waggling an accusatory finger.