and bucked and she held him tight as she shuddered and moaned as her orgasm swept over her.
At last her grip subsided and she relaxed back onto the bed, breathing heavily. She was flushed and smiling. ‘Ooh,’ she panted, ‘Gosh, oh wow, that was good. Sorry, it’s been a while.’
She leant forward and kissed him very tenderly, then pulled away again and slipped under the duvet and, after some wriggling, her hand reappeared with her knickers which she dropped on the floor. She then lay back, pulling the duvet up to her neck.
‘You’re surprised aren’t you?’ she said, ‘about what I just said?’
‘Er...well…’ he began.
‘Don’t worry, it’s OK,’ she smiled and shrugged, ‘I guessed what type of girl you think I am.’
‘Jen, honestly I don’t. I …’
‘Shh…forget it. It doesn’t matter,’ she smiled softly and flipped half the duvet over, keeping herself covered, ‘Come on gorgeous, I want to hold you. Get undressed and get in.’
He took off his trousers and briefs and got in beside her. She was already much warmer than him and she shivered slightly as their bodies pressed together.
And that was the thought that took him back to Tess. He couldn’t help but think about the shivers he had felt when they had kissed. Once she was there she would not go out of his head.
Jenny had her head on his shoulder and was drawing circles with her fingers on his chest.
‘I’m very careful who I sleep with,’ she whispered, ‘it has to be someone really special, someone I really care for. It was a promise I made to myself years ago and I’ve kept to it ever since.’
Her hand moved down under the duvet. Her fingers brushed his erection, making him gasp.
‘I have to have feelings for him to be that close, that intimate, to let my barriers down,’ she murmured, her fingers enveloping him, moving up and down the shaft.
‘I love you, Dan,’ she breathed in his ear.
That did it.
‘Jen,’ he said, placing his hand on hers, ‘stop…please, stop.’
She leant up, looking confused.
‘What is it? Am I hurting you? Am I doing something wrong?’
He rolled away, not wanting to touch or look at her.
‘No Jen, you’re not.. It’s me…I am.’
‘He pulled her arm away from him and rolled out of bed onto his feet.
‘Look I’m sorry but I just can’t do this.’
He hunted around for his clothes, gathered then up and started to put them on.
‘But why? What have I done?’ Jenny shook her head, ‘No, please, come back to bed Danny. We can work this out.’
‘We can’t Jenny. I can’t.’
‘Don’t you like me?’ Tears were flowing down her cheeks now.
By now Dan had his trousers on and was buttoning his shirt. He looked at her for a second then came and sat on the bed.
‘I do like you, I like you a hell of a lot. That’s the problem.’
‘I don’t understand, why then? What have I done?’
‘You’ve done nothing,’ he said putting his arm around her. He could feel her tears soaking his shirt. ‘I wish I could explain this properly to you but I can’t because, for one thing I don’t understand it myself and for another you’d think I was crazy. I just know I can’t do this.’
Suddenly she pushed him roughly away.
‘There’s someone else isn’t there?’ she said angrily.
Dan took a deep breath, ‘Yes. Sort of.’
‘Sort of? Sort of! There’s some other girl you’re playing with?’ She was shouting now.
‘It’s not like that…’
‘So what is it like, Dan? What is it like?’ she snapped, ‘Oh just fuck off,’ she screamed as he reached for her, ‘Just fuck off and leave me alone.’
‘Jen!’
‘Just go!’ she said, her eyes bitter, ‘and don’t you dare ever even fucking call me again, not ever!’
She rolled away, pulling her duvet over her head.
He sat there for a few moments, watching her. He then stood and quietly finished dressing. When he was done he plodded to the bedroom door where he stopped and turned.
‘Jen,’ he said.
There was no response.
‘I’m sorry,’ he said, and left.
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Friday Night
Tess was watching TV when he got in. She looked up in surprise.
‘You’re early,’ she said, ‘I didn’t expect you back for ages.’
‘Neither did I,’ Dan said, his voice flat. He took his jacket off and flung it in the general direction of the sofa. ‘Want a drink?’
‘Er, no, I need to work on the whole wine thing.’
Dan had found a pool of drying red