Part Thirteen
When Karen opened the door to Mike at seven that evening, he just stood and stared at her.
"Have I forgotten to do up my buttons or something?" She asked with a grin.
"No," Mike said sounding a little flustered. "I just don't think I've ever seen you looking anything other
than professional."
As they walked down the street, Mike couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, walking towards his favourite
restaurant with the most fabulously stunning woman he'd ever seen. He didn't know what the night had in
store for either of them, but whatever happened, he would enjoy every minute of it.
Mike was well known at the restaurant where he took Karen, so when they entered, they were immediately
shown to a quiet corner. Karen noticed this and said,
"Do you often wine and dine women here then?" Mike laughed.
"Chance would be a fine thing." As they worked their way down their first bottle of wine, Karen began to
relax. The alcohol plus Mike's charm was making her feel incredibly sexy. She had felt sexy with Jim, there
was no denying that. But it had always been a cheap, seedy kind of sexy. With Mike, Karen felt beautiful
and wanted and special. To start with, they shared a platter of mussels, cockles and king prawns, served
with a variety of sauces. With this sharing of a single dish, the flirtation moved up a notch. Karen dipped a
king prawn in the garlic mayonnaise and leaned forward and popped it in to Mike's mouth. Mike removed a
mussel from it's shell and did the same for Karen. All through the honey and mustard glazed chicken and
the cointreau and orange sorbet, they talked about books, music, a little about work and most of all they
both continued along the enticing road of seduction. Karen knew that she was definitely on her way to
getting drunk, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except how they were both feeling. They got through
two bottles of wine and it was definitely a good thing neither of them had to drive. That was the wonderful
thing about their little town, everything was usually within walking distance of most people's houses. After
Mike had paid the bill, Karen stood up and only then realised just how much alcohol she'd consumed. She
waited for her feet to stay firmly on the ground and they walked slowly along the darkening streets hardly
speaking. The silence was wonderful. When they were crossing the market square, they sat down on one
of the benches. Karen lit a cigarette. She blew a perfect smoke ring up towards the moon. Mike took the
cigarette out of her hand and took a drag.
"I didn't think you smoked," Said Karen quietly surprised.
"I don't usually," He replied, giving it back to her. After Karen had flicked her cigarette end across the
square, Mike gently put his arm round her.
"Can you see the plough?" He said, looking up at the stars. Karen snuggled up to him.
"That is the most transparent bit of seduction I've ever heard," She said in a sultry tone that made Mike
gasp at the effect her nearness was having on him. Mike chuckled softly. When he leaned forward and
kissed her, her pulse quickened and every sexual sensation possible surged through her. But she suddenly
smiled when she realised that Mike had taken a drag of her cigarette because there is nothing worse than
kissing someone who does smoke if you don't. Mike found himself wondering just where Karen had learnt
to kiss so luxuriously.
"Who's house is nearest?" asked Karen, as she couldn't take the unbearable tension of being in a public
place any longer.
"Yours," Said Mike fully understanding her. Karen didn't really remember how they ended up outside her
house, except that they stopped under every street lamp to carry on what had begun on the market square
bench. When Karen found her key, she had some difficulty getting it in to the lock because her hands were
trembling with pure lust. As soon as the front door shut behind them, they were back on each other as if
nothing in the world was going to deter either of them from what they wanted. Clothes were discarded as
they mounted the stairs, both of them to aroused to say more than the odd completely unintelligible
sentence. When they were finally entwined on Karen's four-poster, hands and mouths began creating
feelings of pure ecstasy in their recipients. In turn they took each other to the edge, but when, together,
they finally came down from a shuddering feeling of exultation which left them both reeling, they just lay
close, almost not able to believe this had happened.
"You are fantastic, do you know that?" Mike said softly.
"You're not so bad yourself," Mumbled Karen. Eventually, their glistening bodies cooled and Karen
reached for the duvet and pulled it over them. Mike was slowly drifting between sleeping and waking but he
didn't know if Karen would prefer him to stay or go.
"I should go," He said slightly regretfully.
"You don't have to," Said Karen, wrapping her arms and legs round him. "I'd like you to stay, but that's up
to you." She had a smile in her voice, obviously knowing that he wasn't about to refuse. Mike put his arms
round her and slowly they drifted off in to a long satisfied sleep.
Victoria's evening hadn't been nearly as successful as Mike and Karen's. Nikki cooked them a curry which
Victoria could tell had certainly come from Tash's teaching. Victoria ate incredibly slowly and Nikki realised
that this was the first time she'd eaten a meal with Victoria.
"Not too hot for you, is it?" Asked Nikki. Victoria smiled to cover her awkwardness.
"No, it's fine. I always take ages over a meal." After they'd shared the washing up, they sat in front of the
TV to watch a movie Nikki had picked up earlier. Nikki became so enthralled that she didn't notice Victoria
slip away. She just kept her eyes glued to the screen, unaware of anything else.
In the bathroom, Victoria splashed her face with cold water and cleaned her teeth. Then she stared at her
pale face in the mirror. Just how long would she be able to keep her guilty secret whilst she was living under
the same roof as Nikki. She was so scared that the tears began to roll down her cheeks. She couldn't go on
like this, she just couldn't. When she returned to the lounge, she took one of Nikki's cigarettes and lit it.
Taking a deep drag, she blew smoke towards the extremely thin movie star on the TV. Nikki turned to look at
her.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'd love to know how she manages to stay so thin," Said Victoria wistfully.
"You have absolutely nothing to worry about on that score," Nikki tried to reassure her. But this wasn't
enough for Victoria. She couldn't begin to give up what she did, until she could believe what Nikki had said
to be true and right now, that didn't seem to be possible.
When Karen opened the door to Mike at seven that evening, he just stood and stared at her.
"Have I forgotten to do up my buttons or something?" She asked with a grin.
"No," Mike said sounding a little flustered. "I just don't think I've ever seen you looking anything other
than professional."
As they walked down the street, Mike couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, walking towards his favourite
restaurant with the most fabulously stunning woman he'd ever seen. He didn't know what the night had in
store for either of them, but whatever happened, he would enjoy every minute of it.
Mike was well known at the restaurant where he took Karen, so when they entered, they were immediately
shown to a quiet corner. Karen noticed this and said,
"Do you often wine and dine women here then?" Mike laughed.
"Chance would be a fine thing." As they worked their way down their first bottle of wine, Karen began to
relax. The alcohol plus Mike's charm was making her feel incredibly sexy. She had felt sexy with Jim, there
was no denying that. But it had always been a cheap, seedy kind of sexy. With Mike, Karen felt beautiful
and wanted and special. To start with, they shared a platter of mussels, cockles and king prawns, served
with a variety of sauces. With this sharing of a single dish, the flirtation moved up a notch. Karen dipped a
king prawn in the garlic mayonnaise and leaned forward and popped it in to Mike's mouth. Mike removed a
mussel from it's shell and did the same for Karen. All through the honey and mustard glazed chicken and
the cointreau and orange sorbet, they talked about books, music, a little about work and most of all they
both continued along the enticing road of seduction. Karen knew that she was definitely on her way to
getting drunk, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except how they were both feeling. They got through
two bottles of wine and it was definitely a good thing neither of them had to drive. That was the wonderful
thing about their little town, everything was usually within walking distance of most people's houses. After
Mike had paid the bill, Karen stood up and only then realised just how much alcohol she'd consumed. She
waited for her feet to stay firmly on the ground and they walked slowly along the darkening streets hardly
speaking. The silence was wonderful. When they were crossing the market square, they sat down on one
of the benches. Karen lit a cigarette. She blew a perfect smoke ring up towards the moon. Mike took the
cigarette out of her hand and took a drag.
"I didn't think you smoked," Said Karen quietly surprised.
"I don't usually," He replied, giving it back to her. After Karen had flicked her cigarette end across the
square, Mike gently put his arm round her.
"Can you see the plough?" He said, looking up at the stars. Karen snuggled up to him.
"That is the most transparent bit of seduction I've ever heard," She said in a sultry tone that made Mike
gasp at the effect her nearness was having on him. Mike chuckled softly. When he leaned forward and
kissed her, her pulse quickened and every sexual sensation possible surged through her. But she suddenly
smiled when she realised that Mike had taken a drag of her cigarette because there is nothing worse than
kissing someone who does smoke if you don't. Mike found himself wondering just where Karen had learnt
to kiss so luxuriously.
"Who's house is nearest?" asked Karen, as she couldn't take the unbearable tension of being in a public
place any longer.
"Yours," Said Mike fully understanding her. Karen didn't really remember how they ended up outside her
house, except that they stopped under every street lamp to carry on what had begun on the market square
bench. When Karen found her key, she had some difficulty getting it in to the lock because her hands were
trembling with pure lust. As soon as the front door shut behind them, they were back on each other as if
nothing in the world was going to deter either of them from what they wanted. Clothes were discarded as
they mounted the stairs, both of them to aroused to say more than the odd completely unintelligible
sentence. When they were finally entwined on Karen's four-poster, hands and mouths began creating
feelings of pure ecstasy in their recipients. In turn they took each other to the edge, but when, together,
they finally came down from a shuddering feeling of exultation which left them both reeling, they just lay
close, almost not able to believe this had happened.
"You are fantastic, do you know that?" Mike said softly.
"You're not so bad yourself," Mumbled Karen. Eventually, their glistening bodies cooled and Karen
reached for the duvet and pulled it over them. Mike was slowly drifting between sleeping and waking but he
didn't know if Karen would prefer him to stay or go.
"I should go," He said slightly regretfully.
"You don't have to," Said Karen, wrapping her arms and legs round him. "I'd like you to stay, but that's up
to you." She had a smile in her voice, obviously knowing that he wasn't about to refuse. Mike put his arms
round her and slowly they drifted off in to a long satisfied sleep.
Victoria's evening hadn't been nearly as successful as Mike and Karen's. Nikki cooked them a curry which
Victoria could tell had certainly come from Tash's teaching. Victoria ate incredibly slowly and Nikki realised
that this was the first time she'd eaten a meal with Victoria.
"Not too hot for you, is it?" Asked Nikki. Victoria smiled to cover her awkwardness.
"No, it's fine. I always take ages over a meal." After they'd shared the washing up, they sat in front of the
TV to watch a movie Nikki had picked up earlier. Nikki became so enthralled that she didn't notice Victoria
slip away. She just kept her eyes glued to the screen, unaware of anything else.
In the bathroom, Victoria splashed her face with cold water and cleaned her teeth. Then she stared at her
pale face in the mirror. Just how long would she be able to keep her guilty secret whilst she was living under
the same roof as Nikki. She was so scared that the tears began to roll down her cheeks. She couldn't go on
like this, she just couldn't. When she returned to the lounge, she took one of Nikki's cigarettes and lit it.
Taking a deep drag, she blew smoke towards the extremely thin movie star on the TV. Nikki turned to look at
her.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'd love to know how she manages to stay so thin," Said Victoria wistfully.
"You have absolutely nothing to worry about on that score," Nikki tried to reassure her. But this wasn't
enough for Victoria. She couldn't begin to give up what she did, until she could believe what Nikki had said
to be true and right now, that didn't seem to be possible.