enola_our-manics-2

OUR MANICS IN 1985 by Enola <<< part 1

PART 2

LONDON 2003.

“Why the hell didn’t I catch a cab as usual?” That was what James wondered where about 30 people got on his carriage at Oxford Circus Station. But, after all, he was sitting, so he had no reason to complain. He could even read the newspapers and he didn’t run the risk of treading on somebody’s toes! Suddenly, his attention was caught by a tiny elderly woman who was standing next to him. Having folded the newspapers up, he stood up at once and invited the lady to sit down. 'Thank you sonny! May God bless you!' These were the words the lady used to express her gratitude. He couldn’t help smiling. Not much later he noticed a young woman watching him and when they eyes met she smiled at him. He smiled too a bit embarrassed looking at his shoes. Had she been struck by his act of chivalry? He couldn’t know.

Luckily, a lot of people got off at the following stop, at least now he could have some room and move freely. He could see that woman better now and the more he watched her the more she looked familiar. He had the sensation that he had already met her somewhere…But where and when? He looked at her once again and, suddenly, he thought that she couldn’t be her! But what if she was? He could ask. It was worth a try, after all. He went closer,
“Sally?” he said in a soft voice. She turned and smiled at him again,
“Hello James! I was wondering whether you had recognised me or not…It’s good to see you!”
“God! I can’t believe it’s really you!” he exclaimed amazed, “You look great!”

She thanked him smiling shyly. For her as well, it was a pleasant surprise meeting him. He was curious to know if she lived there. She replied she lived in Glasgow and that was in London for work and was leaving in a few days.
“D’you think we could see again before?” he asked.
“I’d love it!” she replied. Since she had to get off at the next station, she opened her bag then handed one of her business card to James. “Call me tomorrow,” she added.
”You’re a lawyer?” said James reading her card while the train stopped.
“Yep!” she said, then the doors opened and they said bye.

The following day James phoned her at midday. Since he hadn’t to work in the afternoon, they arranged to have dinner at 7 pm and go to the cinema later.
When she arrived at the restaurant he was waiting for her. He waved at her as soon as he saw her coming, so got up and when she reached the table they kissed on the cheeks. They ordered straight away since she was very hungry and while they waited for the meal, drank some red wine.
“I think we’ve got a lot to talk about!” said James,
“Yeah. 18 years is a very long time,” she said sipping her wine.
“So who starts?” he smiled,
“Well, I know something about you, but you cannot say the same about me.”

She starting telling what she had been up to in those past 18 years. Her and her mother went to live near Glasgow where her mum met another man and some years later they gave her a brother, Max. She took a picture out from her purse and handed James it.
“He doesn’t look like you at all!”
“I know. He looks like his father…a good person, really!”
“I’m glad to hear all this!” he smiled genuinely giving her hand an affectionate pat. He went on speaking a while later, “What about you? I don’t see any rings in your fingers…”
“There was a wedding ring here…” she said watching her left hand,
“What’s happened?”
“We’re divorcing.”
“Oh! I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry. We both wanted that. On the contrary, you look engaged or something.” She said watching the silver ring in his right hand.
“Um, not at all…that’s just a ring, it doesn’t mean anything! I’m free like a bird at the moment!” he grinned.
“You mean you’re not going out with anyone?”
“Exactly. You?”
“After me and Doug split up about a couple of years ago…I just had a couple of…ahem…'relationships'… but nothing during the past five months.”
“Nothing at all?”
“Nothing at all. What’s up? You look surprised. I did never betray my husband either before or during our mar…”
“Hey? That’s none of my business!” He smiled. They both kept silent for a while, then she spoke again looking up,
“Lots of things have changed…I changed that weekend…remember?”

How could he have forgotten about that weekend?
“There’s something I wanna know…that day…in my room…”
“Yes?”
“What happened? I mean…we managed to do something bef…”
“Yep, we did!” she giggled avoiding to look at him. “For a few minutes, but we did.”
She asked if anyone else apart from Sean knew about it. James replied that Sean told Nicky and that, later, even Richey learned it, but in any case, what happened that afternoon remained in his room.
“You told anybody?” asked James.
“No.” She said she had never told anyone they knew each other. “Has Sean ever forgiven you?”
“Never!” he laughed.

They went on talking about her job for a multinational and his musical carrier. She said that although she had never been to any of their gigs, she had bought all their CD’s. Laughing, James said that he was ready to give her back her money if she didn’t like them! Just when they were finishing eating James’s elbow upset his glass and all the wine went over his trousers. He rushed to the gents to try to do something for it but when he returned to the table his trousers were very wet. He asked Sally if she didn’t mind going to his flat so that he could change. They caught a taxi and when they got at his place James told her to pour herself a drink in the meantime. When James returned she was sitting in the sofa, he said he was ready to go but she said she didn’t feel like going to the cinema since she had been drinking too much and wouldn’t understand anything about the film. James didn’t mind staying in. She added they could go on talking since they had never done it properly.

James laughed and said, “That’s not the only thing we’ve never done properly! I think we’ve talked enough, don’t you agree?” he said looking at her straight in the eye going closer, but she pulled her head back.
“I think I should go!” she said without looking at him.
“Gimme at least one chance to convince you to stay before.”

Looking at him again, she noticed a twinkle in his eyes. He knelt on the floor in front of her drinking some of her whisky and took her shoes off fondling her ankles and her feet. She shut her eyes as his hand ran up her leg while her heartbeat increased more and more. He stopped to kiss her knee, so his hand slipped under her dress massaging her inner thigh making her open her legs as much as her dress allowed her to. She suddenly opened her eyes when James removed his hand. He got up grasping her hand and when she was up too, he went behind her placing his hands over her hips. He rubbed his cheek against her neck making her bend her head to her left. He began kissing her under the ear while his hands down her thighs and up again her belly. He unzipped her dress letting it drop over the floor wrapping his arms round her keeping on kissing her on the neck and the shoulder. She turned to face him and watching him deep in the eyes, she unbuttoned his shirt while his lips brushed her brow. She gazed at his muscular chest and couldn’t help but smile at the thought he wasn’t slim as he had been 18 years before.

She remembered with tenderness his slender body moving awkwardly over her, her body slightly shaking under him…He stopped her while her hands were about to undone his trousers and he removed them by himself, then grasped her hand and they both walked towards his bedroom. They stopped at the foot of the bed and looked at each other exchanging lustful gazes. His tongue parted her lips, so began probing her mouth while his hands massaged her back and, eventually, undid her bra. He pushed her gently over the bed without giving up kissing grasping her head in his hands. His lips slipped down her neck while his hands did the same stopping over her breasts which he cupped massaging them. She let out a groan of delight as his lips moved over one breast and he began sucking her nipple hungrily. Afterwards, his mouth kept on following its way down her body stopping under her belly button. He grasps her knickers letting them slip over her thighs while her whole body contracted. All of a sudden he jumped out of bed leaving her puzzled, she couldn’t even say anything before he left the room.

She lay in bed thoughtful twisting nervously a lock of hair around her finger, then she noticed him still on the threshold having a fag holding an ashtray in his hand.
“What the hell are you doing over there?” she asked perplexed. He breathed in his fag and replied,
“What do you think? I’m watching you!” There was a sensual smirk in his face that proved how much he desired her. But why did he keep still by the door staring at her naked body? What game was he playing? His behaviour was confusing her. He looked at him while he came towards her without taking his eyes off her. He sat on the edge of the bed placing the ashtray over the bedside table, then his hand fondled her cheek, so he bent and kiss her. He stopped to stub out his fag and lay close to her. For a couple of minutes he did nothing but stare at her.

“What’s your game James?”
“Uh? Game? I’m only trying to persuade you staying…”
“Well, I’m here but you seem not to care at all!”
“So you want me to shag you and nothing else…”
“That’s not what I said”
“That’s what you meant!”
“Are we arguing?”
“No. I don’t think so!”

They burst into laughing, then he kissed her while her hand tried to reach his boxer but he grasped her wrist saying she had to be patient. She knew she couldn’t so pushed him away and left the room quickly searching for her clothes. She put on her dress and her shoes on and her underwear inside her bag, so she finally grasped her coat and was ready to open the door when James called her saying to wait. She turned with the intention to told him to fuck off, but her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw him. He had took his boxers off…

She stayed still by the door staring at him with her mouth open almost drooling at the sight of his naked body in front of her. She dropped her coat and her bag over the floor while he looked at her in a challenging way, so he turned and stepped in his room again. She followed him, but when she entered he was nowhere to be seen. A while later she heard the door closing and locking once. As she turned she saw him removing the key from the keyhole at putting it inside a drawer. He walked towards her with a mischievous grin in his face while her whole body was quivering with excitement at the thought of having him deep inside her. He had changed, or rather his body had and that made her all wet between her legs. James knew well how much she wanted him at once and for this reason he had and wanted to tease her as much as possible. Once he got close to her he whispered against her mouth and feeling his hot breath mingled with whisky and smoke made her even hornier.

“You made a big mistake hon! Now I’ll have to start again from the beginning!” She couldn’t believe her ears! She opened her mouth to protest but he was quicker and prevented her from speaking by sending his tongue inside her mouth living her almost breathless. She felt him getting harder and harder against her groin and in a while he started moving his hips so that his dick rubbed against her clit. Her legs became weaker while she let out soft moans of pleasure. Now she was aware that James wanted to drive her mad, something that he was doing brilliantly.

Moments later she found her lying in the bed with him over her still rubbing his huge member against her sex between the thin material of her dress. He went on several minutes then he lay on his side and let his hand slip under her dress until it found her clit. His fingertips brushed her slowly sending shivers down her spine. She cried out and closed her eyes as two of his fingers entered her, then as his finger moved inside her, she moaned in ecstasy lifting her hips up begging him not to stop as a smashing orgasm was approaching. That was her second mistake. He stopped and brushing her face with his wet lips he whispered in her ear,

“I don’t want you to come…not yet!”
“But Ja…” she began, but he hushed her placing his fingers on her lips,
“Just be patient…or I’ll have to remind you of the tons of times I rushed off to my bedroom and sent my head under the pillow and started crying like mad ‘cos an evil little girl had told me such horrible things…”

She felt as if somebody had punched her on the stomach. She couldn’t either believe or accept that little girl was her. James was one of the most sensitive and kindest kids she had ever known and she had hurt him deeply.
“So this is your revenge…” she said watching into his eyes with a sad look in hers. He chuckled for a moment,
“You can put it this way!” he grinned, then turning serious he went on, “but you can leave anytime even though I don’t want you to…I promise you won’t regret it!” he finally said kissing her lips.

As she wrapped her arms round him, he rolled her on her side so that he could unzip her dress easily, so he removed it slowly brushing her skin with his hands as they went down her body. They were both naked now and he couldn’t help but scanning her body as his hand went up and down her from the back to the thigh. But he also made a mistake. He let her hands free so that, unexpectedly, she managed to reach for his dick which she held in her hand tightly. He began cursing and panting as she moved her hand up and down his shaft.

“So…how does it feel…darling?” she mocked. He muttered something she couldn’t get, maybe he was insulting her or maybe he was just enjoying the moment…which was quite short since she went on mocking him, “I don’t want you to come…not yet!”

As she let his dick go he grasped her wrists and lifted her arms above her head pushing her on her back again with his body, so that now she could hardly move. She felt again his hard dick against her groin but he didn’t enter her. They kissed again, so his mouth went down her neck where he stopped for a moment then it followed its way down her body and stopped between her breasts. Her nipples became hard before he started brushing one with the tip of his tongue. Hadn’t he teased her enough? She began begging without realising that the more she begged him to shag her the more he went on teasing her. She finally felt his dick against her clit and a smile appeared on her face but it disappeared in a while since he just made his dick rubbing her clit as he had done before! She was exhausted but she managed to find the strength to let out some moans of disapprobation that did nothing but excite him more and more.

He started entering her but he stopped almost at once and he went on going inside her inch by inch stopping in between. Soon, she felt her body becoming weaker and weaker, so she gave in. She couldn’t find the strength to react this time, so just kept silent turning her head on one side. James didn’t realise that at once but as soon as he did, he stopped and moved her head so that she could face him.
“What’s wrong baby?” he asked in a worrying way. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back!!
“What’s wrong baby??” she said lowering her voice, “Maybe you find all this funny but I’m fucking tired of your fucking tricks!! FUCK!!” she spat.
“Do you feel better now?”
“Yeah!”

He finally filled her with a quick thrust and began moving above her slowly but constantly at the same time. She could just moan in his mouth as his tongue was probing her mouth, her arms always above her head kept still by his strong grip. As he broke the kiss, he thrust one more time going deeper and deeper inside her, making her scream with delight in his ear something that turned him on to death.
“Oh, yes baby…yeesss!”

He increased his rhythm and she felt an orgasm building inside her and prayed God James wouldn’t stop even this time! She eventually cum crying out followed by James some moments later. Both weary, they kept silent to catch their breaths back. He freed her arms so that she could wrapped them around him while he stroke her hair. Some moments later he moved to reach for his fags which were on the bedside table, so lit one up and lay on his back. She got up saying she’d be right back, so opened the drawer where James had put the key before. She opened the door and went to the kitchen to drink some cool water since her mouth was almost dry. Having drunk, she left the kitchen but her legs couldn’t support her. She slumped down in the sofa where she stayed several minutes with her eyes shut. In the meantime, James had finished his fag, so went to the lounge and stole the bottle of water from her hand. A while later she felt his hand on her knee, and in a few seconds, his cold tongue flicking inside her.

She woke up alone in his bed under the sheets, so got up and opened the wardrobe and grasped the first thing she found there, one of James’s shirts. She put it on and rolled up the sleeves. The last thing she remembered was James’s tongue flicking inside her and his voice saying 'we haven’t finished yet'. Afterwards, her mind went blank. She found him lying in the sofa wearing only his boxers reading a book with a glass of whisky over the table by the sofa.

“How can you be still up?” she said with a hint of disbelief in her voice going towards him.
“Hey!” He welcomed her with the sweetest of the smiles. “I usually read a bit before sleeping.”
She went and sat in the sofa so that they were facing each other.
“Oh, I forgot! You rockstars can allow yourselves to go to bed and get up whenever you like!” she said a bit acidly,
“Look, it’s not exactly like one can think!”
“But you cannot deny it’s not an ordinary job.”

He opened his mouth to reply but he changed his mind because he didn’t feel like starting a conversation that would turn soon into an argument. She sounded bitter but he didn’t know why.
“So…tell me…was your revenge sweet?” she said in the same tone as before. He got the answer. Once again he opened his mouth to speak but, in the end, he preferred not to say anything.
“I go back to sleep,” she said getting up. “You know, we regular workers need to get regular sleep!”

While she put herself to sleep, he stayed in the lounge thoughtful for a couple of minutes. Then, he entered his room and lay close trying to kiss her, but she rose before he could.
“James don’t…stay away from me!” she chuckled sitting in the bed.
“Hang on. Just listen to me for a minute.” He began looking deep into her eyes. “I’m wondering if you are aware of what you mean to me. You were the first girl I had sex with. Earlier, while we were eating, you asked if I remembered about that weekend. God Sally…I remember every single moment of that afternoon in my bedroom. I remember you crying and I remember my pathetic attempt to make you stop…singing ‘Careless Whisper’ to you…”
“God James…you were so tender!” she said softly brushing his cheek.
“I remember us kissing…it wasn’t a revenge…I have no reason to avenge myself on you. I told you this 18 years ago and I’ll repeat you now…I’ve never hated you. You were just a lonely angry child and I was a perfect victim. Everything I did before, I did it ‘cos I wanted you so badly and I wanted it to last as much as possible!”

His words stunned her making her eyes fill with tears. She threw her arms around his neck holding him tightly. He did the same stroking her hair. She pulled back and kissed him pushing him down.
“I want you again Sally!” he whispered breaking the kiss.
“I want you too!” she whispered back. She helped him to get rid of his boxers while he pulled off her shirt without unbuttoning it, so he placed his hands on her hips and guided her to his hard dick. As he filled her completely she swung slowly so he followed her rhythm lifting his groin up always grasping his her hips. They kept eye contact at the beginning, but as he went deeper and deeper inside her, she arched her back throwing back her head. Their moans mingled together becoming louder each time he thrust his dick inside her. A powerful orgasm was building inside both making them crying out as they cum. She collapsed over him exhausted. He moved his hands up her back holding her tighter and tighter. They both lay motionless and silent for several minutes. She was the first to speak.

“I’m sorry!”
“Uh?”
“For what I said before about your job. I didn’t mean to offend you!” she added brushing his chest.
“You didn’t. Let’s say I’ve been lucky!”
“That’s not just a question of luck James,” she began looking at him. “You’ve changed on the outside, but inside, you still are the same person I knew when we were kids.” She paused, then she went on with a silly smirk in her face, “Now I could say that you deserve it since you’re a excellent musician, a wonderful person…kind, polite, sweet, sensitive and…so fucking sexy! But don’t worry, I won’t say anything ‘cos I know how much it would annoy you!”
He didn’t speak a word.
“What’s up?” she asked.
“Um…nothing!” he smiled at her, “I’m just thinking how I could take revenge for what you’ve just said!”
“Oh, hell! Can I get some sleep in the meantime? Pleeeease?”
“I think I’ll do the same!” He finally said before kissing her goodnight.

THE END.

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