Care to Explain?

Chapter 1

A beautiful spring day had become an annoyance at work. Bond was to blame and M had spent the last 3 hours in the PM's office explaining Bond's antics to the Portuguese.

M climbs the stairs to her flat when the door opens. She gives a slight apologetic smile to Nigel as she walks past him to deposit her coat and bag.

"Sorry I'm late darling…"

"Sorry may not cover it this time Olivia."

M frowns at her husband of 40 years. "I dare say I've been later."

"You were expecting me home tonight weren't you?"

"Of coarse…why wouldn't you be…did I forget some plans or something?"

"No plans of mine but I may have messed up some of your plans."

"Nigel what are you talking about?"

M moved into the sitting room with her husband who crossed his arms and stared pointedly at the sofa.

M moves around the sofa to see a sleeping James Bond. His face appears bruised and there is blood on his knuckles. What the bloody hell is he doing here? M reaches out to touch him when her husband suddenly grabs her arm.

"Don't. We need to talk and he is not going to wake up soon with how drunk he is."

"All right. Can we at least go to the kitchen so I can get something to eat?" M moves to the bar and pours herself a scotch. She looks at her husband raising the cup in a questioning manner.

"No…I need to be sober for this conversation."

M follows Nigel into the kitchen and he whirls on her. "For christ sake Olivia…he's the same age as our daughter!"

"And what the hell is that suppose to mean?"

"You know damn well what it means!"

"Nigel I'm sorry but I don't. Yes it is highly inappropriate that he came here to debrief but…"

"DEBRIEF! Is that what they call it these days…debrief…he's been here before and don't you dare deny it!"

M frowns but is getting a little angry at his accusations. "For christ sake Nigel he's one of our agents not a lover….oh my….is that it…you think? NIGEL…I would never…he would never."

"Don't play the innocent with me Olivia…it's just like China all over again. The stalking the breaking in, things of yours will start to disappear…I say... by your age I thought we'd be done with it…until tonight."

"NIGEL! I am not having an affair with James…hell I've be planning on threatening to fire him all day. Just because he broke in you think we are lovers?"

"MI6 breaking in would not lead me to believe it generally Olivia…he led me to believe it. After all these year and me giving you the benefit of the doubt on more than one occasion when we were younger…now…in your 60's…my god woman have you no shame?"

M moves to the stove to help herself to some soup that is still on simmer for her dinner. M sits with the meal as her husband paces the kitchen glowering at her. She has no idea why he is so insistent that she is having an affair.

"I am not amused by these accusations Nigel. I have been loyal to you and only you for our marriage and if you really must push my buttons after a long day of dealing with the fiasco Bond caused with the PM then I will tell you that I know about Evelyn."

Nigel stopped pacing and stared at her. "Now you bring it up…that was 20 years ago…ancient history and it only happened because of that young man stalking you in China. You never let on…"

"No, I didn't because I knew why you succumbed and that you were pissed drunk, the first time a least. However, it was not just a one-off now was it Nigel?"

"You knew this whole time…and now you're getting your revenge…hell hath no fury as a woman scorned. I would rather you shot me than wait and torture me with this at my age."

"I am not torturing you with anything and Bond is my employee not my lover…really it is silly to think otherwise. That man is not in need of stalking any woman. All he has to do is walk into a room and say…Bond, James Bond and all the women in hearing range fall naked at his bloody feet. For christ sake Nigel, he is like a movie actor or rock star when it comes to women."

"Stop rubbing it in Olivia…I have eyes in my head."

"There is no bloody way that he is even remotely interested in an old woman like me and he is not desperate for a promotion. He is here to likely tell me what went wrong on his mission."

"You are a beautiful woman, in a position of power. I have tried to be supportive over the years and I am proud of your accomplishments. But I've witnessed the way men look at you…they desire you as much now as they did when we met."

"Nigel…I don't encourage..."

"I know that you don't intentionally lead them on darling but the fact remains that the agent passed out on our sofa was here to sleep with you…a drunken booty call and I want to punch him in his bloody attractive face."

"Nigel! Don't you dare…he could hurt you badly…it is not safe to go near him in an aggressive way. What did he say to you that makes you believe I betrayed our wedding vows after so long?"

Nigel sighed, and sat down beside her bringing her some bread and butter to go with her soup.

"I heard a noise at the back of the flat and a curse. He came panting into the room swaying on his feet. I yelled asking who the hell he was and I had to practically catch him before he fell. I guided him to the sofa and asked his name. He said James and asked where's M? I said you were not home and he said he needed to see you. I told him he should see you tomorrow but he insisted."

"All of this is just as I told you Nigel he needed to give me a report that is all."

"No…no that is not all. He then said that you were the only one that mattered…the only one that ever mattered to him…she was a traitor and M is trust, warmth and beauty."

"WHAT! He is blithering about a woman he loved that died…that is all…"

"No…you're denying the part about you. He went on to say he needed to hear your voice even if it was pissed off and that he wanted to hold you and rest his head on your perfect breasts."

M blushed in spite of herself. She was terribly shocked. "He's drunk! He also could have been drugged…obviously not right in the head."

Nigel stood and grabbed her shoulders and brought his face down level with M's.

"That man is in love with you and while I believe that there is nothing physical between you drunks can't think straight enough to lie!"

"Well even if that is the case and I think you still may be mistaken…he would never have said anything had he not been that inebriated. Christ he likely won't realize it in the morning."

"Well, are sending him home or are we letting him sleep it off on the sofa?"

"He better say where we can keep an eye on him."

"Oh really…and I suppose you want to sit down with him and cradle his head on your perfect bosom?"

Nigel smiled at her when he said it and M had to laugh as she gave him a swat on the arm.

"Do you think we can get him to the guest room? I'm afraid if we leave him here he will wake up and drink all my Scotch."

"We can each take an arm and help him upstairs…I may sleep with him just to make sure he doesn't get anywhere near my wife's perfect breasts."

Nigel pulls her out of her chair and kisses her passionately. After a time they needed to break apart for air.

M smiled at her husband and caressed his face.

"Well…if this is the aftermath of one of his drunken visits I think he should come by more often."

They each took one of James' arms and dragged him towards the stairs. His head lolled from side to side but he woke enough to move his legs to help them.

"Mmmmmm, your here….I need to tell you….you're so….lovely….I want to…."

"Bond! Please keep quiet and sleep this off. Hopefully you can tell me why you are in my house tomorrow morning."

"I'mmm here because I….I need….I need you…sooo….bad…who is this man? Are you in danngger M?"

Nigel frowns at his wife with an I told you so look as the two of them manoeuvre Bond to the bed. Nigel takes his shoes off as M takes his tie and Jacket.

Bond starts to paw at her blouse much to her shock and Nigel growled.

"No, Bond but you are getting yourself in deeper and deeper."

James suddenly cups his hand behind her head and pulls her mouth to his. M pulls away and Nigel pushes James back into the bed away from her.

M wipes her mouth shocked that James did that. Up until that point all of his slurs could be taken innocent. Given a context of James relaying important information to her but not after that kiss.

M's face is flushed in embarrassment. "Bond stay in this bed and that is an order!"

"Yes…..maaaa'aaam. And M…I love…you."

M and Nigel leave the room and close the door. M looks at Nigel about to say something when Nigel disappears into their room quickly.

M moves to follow, but is met with her husband carrying a chair. Nigel takes the chair and props it up against the door so that it will fall and make a sound if James opens the door.

Then he takes her hand and pulls her into their room and closes and locks their door. Before M has time to respond he is kissing her again. M responds instantly.

They don't have as many romantic moments now that they are older and it escalates quickly as Nigel opens her buttons without breaking the kiss.

They disrobe and make their way to the bed. M feels naughty making out with Bond in the next room.

She breaks the kiss and chuckles. "We haven't had to be quiet since the kids left home…I don't know if I can be quiet."

"Good because I plan on making you scream darling…to hell with your pretty boy in the next room…I hope he hears."

M laughs as Nigel trails kiss down to her breasts and gives them their due attention.

"Your Adonis in the next room is right Olivia…I've always thought your breasts are perfect too."

Olivia squeals as Nigel bites one of her nipples as he squeezes the other and she arches beneath him. They kiss again as he snakes a hand down their bodies to caress her until she pants.

"Nigel…love…please…"

Nigel enters her and they begin to move together in pleasure as they have thousands of times before. He knows every moan and signal…knows exactly what she likes and she…she drives him mad…nipping at his earlobe.

They are in tune and Nigel continues his steady rhythm bringing them to the brink together. Olivia moans his name over and over increasing in pitch as she gets closer to her release.

Nigel slows and looks into her eyes and says, "god…you're still as beautiful as the day we married."

Olivia starts giving him orders. "Harder… darling…faster…yes…Nigel…yes…yes!"

Nigel groans as he finds his release at the same time. He kisses her neck as he drops to his elbows above her. Nigel tenderly kisses her and then looks deeply into her eyes.

"I love you darling…even if you had played with that boy toy I would still love you."

"I love you to Nigel and there is no boy toy that could ever know me the way you know me."

M releases her legs from around his waist and Nigel rolls to his side of the bed, draping an arm around her.

Nigel gently strokes the underside of her breast with his thumb as the two of them pant to regain their breath.

M gets up and makes her way to the bath and turns to him with a smirk on her face…"care to join me in the shower?"

Nigel smiles and gets up to join her.

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Bond tosses and turns in his drunken haze he hears M's sexy voice….