Chapter 12 Reunion
David rechecked the e-mail; yes it did read that his niece Megan was telling him that she and her daughter Kay were coming to visit them on urgent family business to do with the messy divorce from her husband, she wanted some legal advice and felt that she could only trust him to hear her problem. Though she was his niece they had not even met since that fateful night nineteen years ago but had kept in touch with her throughout the intervening years. David new that she had married a wrong'un, a man who had gambled all of his money away and if given the chance, would have lost all of her money if she hadn't managed to put it into a trust fund.
The mail placed David into a quandary, he wanted to help Megan as much as possible but she was the skeleton in his closet. He had never told Christine of his night of sex with Megan and knew that should Megan stay with them, for any length of time, the truth would come out. He worried about it for a few hours and decided that it would be better to make a clean breast of it to his wife, their sexual liberation of the past few months would make it easier for her to accept it, he concluded.
Realising that it was midday and that Megan was due at six o clock that evening, he decided to pay Christine a surprise visit over the lunch hour. He left his office and drove across town to Christine's; on entering he was greeted by her Personal Assistant, Joy;
"Hello David, what are you doing here?"
She questioned him with a smile.
"Nothing much, just some family business that has to be resolved quite quickly."
He replied, passing through into his wife's office.
Christine was seated at her desk, a phone lodged between her shoulder and head; she looked up at him, smiled and signed, "two minutes, O.K." David nodded his acceptance, leaned forward and kissed her on her free cheek; he took off his jacket and sat down on a Tate chaise longue at the side of the room. He looked across at his wife and saw that her desk did not have a modesty panel and that he could see almost all of her legs; Christine finished with the call and looked over to her husband, she grinned when she saw where his eyes were pointing.
"Don't worry Darling, that piece of furniture is normally over the other side of the room and in any case is only for show, I believe that you are actually the first person to sit on it."
She crossed the floor to join him;
"To what do I owe this honour, you never visit here?"
David took her in his arms and hesitatingly confessed his premarital infidelity with his niece; Chris was stunned, she had always thought that she was her husband's first. She started to get mad then all of a sudden realised that this was the perfect opportunity to admit to her own indiscretion with Amy and Jim Thomas. She began her story and noticed that David did not get angry but was pushing her for more and more details.
She felt one of his hands move from around her shoulders onto her thigh and slowly push the hem towards her hips, revealing the lace of her white nylon stay ups. The light touch of his hand sent those familiar tingles coursing through her body; her vagina started heating up and becoming moist, she noticed to that as she went into the more intimate details of her encounter with the Browns his breathing became faster and the hands cupping her breast started to squeeze and fondle it through her silk shirt waister, lately she had stopped wearing a bra when she dressed in her heavy opaque work blouses, her nipples hardened to his touch. He stopped her talk with a kiss and said.
"Take off your blouse and skirt while I continue to explore this wonderful body of yours; this is going to be another first."
Unhesitatingly Christine did as he asked, her body becoming further aroused as her breasts were bared to the coolness of the air-conditioned office, she gasped as she felt his mouth close onto one of her nipples and moaned deep in her mouth as his fingers lightly stroked the silk covering her mound. She knew that her white panties would be almost transparent due to the lubricating juices flooding out of her body.
Frenziedly she tugged at his trousers belt, eagerly pulling at the waistband desperately wanting to feel his long hard member throbbing in her hand. David equally as anxious helped her strip off his clothes, he was totally naked his male member jutting from his body like a barber's pole and just as rigid. Christine had on her nylons and flimsy panties. David lifted her onto his lap, tore aside the thin material vainly trying to guard her entrance and pulled her onto himself, plunging his hard rod deep inside her; involuntarily Christine screamed out.
"Yes! Yes! stick it into me fuck me David fuck me."