Julie and Mark are finally reunited with their family.
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DARRYL:
When I told Lena about the strange, almost surreal, conversation I’d had with the lady in London, and shared my suspicions that she knew a whole lot more about Julie and Mark than she was letting on, Lena nodded slowly, agreeing with me that the conversation had been strange, almost in code.
“You’re right, Dar, it sounds like she does know more, but maybe she has reasons of her own; maybe your cousins have been hurt, or taken advantage of by family. Maybe she’s hiding them to keep them safe, did you think of that? If her address was given as that place, maybe she lived there, maybe still does, or at least keeps in contact; could they maybe have been in placed care with her?”
She paused to twinkle at me, her special “I know something you don’t know!” grin.
“Look Dar, we can’t possibly second-guess her; when she’s ready to talk, I have a feeling she’ll let us know; until then, you tried, you did your best, now you’ll have to wait and see. And when you come home tonight, I might have a little surprise for you…!
Work that day seemed to fly by, as I wondered what the surprise Lena had for me was, although I knew what I wanted it to be, oh yes! When I got home, I was half expecting a replay of the seduction scene she’d laid on for me once before, so I was a little disappointed, but not too much; she was wearing a brief, figure-hugging minidress, sheer stockings, and elegant platform pumps, making her already long legs look endless, scenic and incredibly sexy.
I whistled appreciatively, Lena dimpling and doing a twirl to show me the full package, and once again I was overwhelmed with just how sexy my wife was; she looked like a teenage vamp out on the prowl, not a mother of two in her late twenties, and I mentally congratulated myself for capturing her (although, really it was the other way round; she’d wanted me from the beginning, and finally, after an extended battle with my immaturity, had reeled me in).
“Wow, Princess, you look good enough to eat; in fact, I might just do that! What’s the occasion?”
Lena smiled that slow, seductive smile she does so well.
“You’re taking me to dinner, then we’re going dancing, and then… who knows?” she purred, “So hurry up, Dar, you smell like a doctor, shower and change, please, we have reservations in 40 minutes, chop-chop!”
“What about the kids…?” I trailed off as she smiled again.
“Don’t worry, they’re with Emma, and Mum’s babysitting Marcus while Lizzie’s at work, so everything’s fine. Hurry up Dar, clock’s ticking!”
So I ‘hurried-up’ and 20 minutes later, shaved, showered, shampooed and smelling manly, I pointed the car in the direction of Whiteladies Road, as Lena couldn’t possibly walk that far in those shoes.
The restaurant was a fusion of South-East Asian cuisine with Australian barbecue, unique, tasty and plentiful. Lena discovered she loved the huge Tiger Prawns grilled in a coconut, chilli and pineapple sauce, with dozens of little accompaniments, coconut steamed rice, and Ice Kachang for dessert. Once we’d finished dinner, we took to the road again, to a club Allie told her about, in Redland, where we danced for hours to the latest sounds, and retro 1980’s and 90’s.
When we eventually arrived home, it was long after 3 a. m. We’d had to take a cab, as the shots were great, but potent, and I’d had a couple more than I should have, although I’d noted in passing without really registering the fact that Lena had only had soft drinks. She didn’t want to drive home at that time of night, so we left the car there and took a cab home.
Once we were back indoors, Lena smiled mysteriously as she helped me unbutton my shirt, while I unzipped her, taking the opportunity to grab a feel and a squeeze of her lovely, pneumatic little bum and lovely, firm, bouncy boobs, all the while kissing like we’d never had the chance before. Sure I’d had a few shots, but they’d had no effect on Darryl Jr, and I was hard as a rock as I peeled Lena out of her dress and panties, leaving her hold-up stockings in place because her legs looked so spectacular.
Lena, meanwhile, had been nibbling my neck as she squeezed and rubbed my cock, making my already thunderous erection even stiffer and thicker, if that was possible. Five years together and four years of marriage had done nothing to diminish the instant lust and need to ravage her I felt every time I gazed on my gorgeous wife/sister/aunt, something Lena knew too well, and took advantage of at every opportunity!
Once we were both naked, I pulled her close to kiss her, my hands squeezing and fondling her bum even as I ground my crotch into hers, making her gasp as our sexes rubbed together. Lena waxed, and the feel of her bare pussy sliding against my rigid cock was one of the things I loved most about our lovemaking. Lena responded by suddenly leaping up, wrapping her arms around my neck as her legs wrapped around my waist.
“Do me like this, Dar!” she hissed in my ear, gently biting all down the length of my jaw as she writhed against me, so I obliged, walking forward to place her back against the wall and lifting her slightly so she could slam herself down on me, making all my nerve-endings sing with the sensation.
“Oh God, yess!” she growled, goading me on to slam into her again, and again, her pussy clasping and squeezing me as she bit my shoulder, taking me higher and higher. My cock felt like an iron bar as I reamed her pussy, slamming into her, her sweat gluing us to the wall as we pounded against each other until we couldn’t take any more.
“Ooohh God, Darryl, oooh yesss, fuck me, Darryl, fuck me hard, yesss, harder, HARDER!!” she screamed, her pussy suddenly tightening around me, the sudden constriction setting me off as we orgasmed together, pulse after pulse of spunk shooting deep into her, until I was drained, drenched in sweat, and trembling with fatigue.
Lena slid off me and leaned back against the wall, her chest heaving as she fought for breath.
“I told you once before, baby, if I could bottle what you do to me, I’d make a fortune!” she grinned, draping her arms around me and burying her head in the hollow of my neck. I was in no better shape, only Lena holding me up as my heart hammered like an express train. Somehow we made it back to the bed, to flop down gratefully, content to hold each other while our storms still raged.
Once my heart-rate and breathing had returned to normal, I pulled her closer and jiggled her lovely little bum, making her grin.
“So, Princess, was this my surprise then?” I grinned, and she smiled back, suddenly mysterious and secretive.
“Maybe, Dar, maybe, or perhaps…”
She turned and opened the drawer of her bedside cabinet and scrabbled around inside.
“Close your eyes Dar!” she commanded, so I did, feeling her kneeling up on the bed and looming over me.
“You can open your eyes now, baby!” she whispered, and when I did, the first thing I saw was a white stick in her hand at my eye level; it took me a second to realise I was seeing a positive pregnancy test. I looked at her in hope and she nodded, biting her lip as she tried not to grin.
“That’s right Dar, we’re pregnant! We’re having another baby!”