It was in the early nineties when Eleanor Gallaher knocked on the door
of number 35 Finchbottom Road, which was the Shallowfield home of Gregory and
Amanda George, and had been for 15 years, ever since they were married.
It was a house that was very well known to Eleanor as she had been
friends with Amanda for about 8 years despite being ten years younger.
“Is Amanda in?” she asked urgently when Greg had opened the door,
although she already knew the answer, before she asked the question, but he
wasn’t to know that at the time.
Eleanor was pretty, but not beautiful with a long face, a big toothy
smile and long wavy straw coloured hair and she stood around five foot three in
her flip flops.
As was the fashion of the time she was wearing knee length denim
dungarees over a white t-shirt.
“I’m afraid not Ellie she’s gone to Abbottsford so I’m not expecting her
back until late”
He replied and to his great surprise tears
started to well up in her eyes and then they ran down her cheeks as she sobbed.
Greg in an
act of chivalry stepped into action and put his arm around her and guided her
into the hall away from prying eyes.
He stood and
comfort her without speaking when she said
“I’m sorry”
and buried her tearstained face in his neck.
He made
encouraging noises and stroked her back but being a shoulder to cry on, was the
full extent of his expertise with crying women, even pretty young women that he
had feelings for, and Ellie certainly fit the bill to a tee.
Not that he
could or would have done anything about it, even though his marriage was in its
death throws.
He and
Amanda were only together for two reasons one was that she was catholic and
didn’t believe in divorce and the other one was laziness, it had become easier
to maintain the status quo and stay together and live separate lives than to
take decisive action to get on with their lives.
Greg held Ellie
for some time until her sobs began to get shallower and shallower and
eventually abated but still she held on to him very tightly and even began to
nuzzle his neck and he could feel her breath on his skin, which was when the
beast below his waist began to stir itself.
While still
nuzzling his neck her hands began to caress up and down his back until her
nuzzles turned to kisses and Greg reciprocated the caresses and in an instant
her mouth was on his, and he tasted her soft lips, and hot mouth.
Ellie’s
hands began to claw at his shirt, dragging it free from the waistband of his
jeans and when she had succeeded, her trembling hands were on his flesh and she
sighed and exhaled through her nose.
The kissing and the
caressing finally gave way to pure lust and culminated in them making love in
the in the spare room.
The reason for her
distress was revealed to be that she had been dumped by her boyfriend, but the
reason for the love making was the fact they had fancied each other almost from
the first time they met.
A brief affair followed
that first afternoon of fulfilling lust but Eleanor called a halt to it when
she started dating a lad called Kevin and said
“Her boyfriend wouldn’t
like it”.
Greg wasn’t happy
about it because his feelings for her had deepened but what could he do, he had
to respect her decision.
Subsequent visits and tales of woe brought Eleanor to his door, some
were truthful and some were fabricated just because she was lonely.
He wasn’t really too concerned what the reason was he was just pleased
to her.
Although
they invariably had sex on her visits to the house while Amanda was away, on
whatever pretext, sometimes they just kissed and cuddled, but to be with him
was her primary reason for going there, however when Amanda was at home they
always acted with complete indifference toward each other and their smoke
screen clearly worked as Amanda would always apologize to him for inviting her
or thank him for putting up with her.
However on
one particular occasion he found it difficult to maintain his unfeeling stance,
in fact he couldn’t keep his hand off Ellie.
It was Amanda’s
birthday and they had a BBQ in the garden with around 30 guests, one of whom
was Eleanor.
As was her custom at the time she was wearing knee length denim
dungarees, pale blue with a fine white vertical pinstripe over a bright red
cropped t-shirt and when he spied through the side slit he could see a
tantalizing expanse of naked flesh and a glimpse of her knickers.
But it was her lovely smile which
got his heart racing.
He stood for
a moment admiring her tidy little derriere, as she bent over the freezer and as
she stood up from her task he went to squeeze her cheek, but alas she was too
quick for him and side stepped his attack.
“Will you
behave” she said “Amanda will see”
“Amanda is
pissed” he replied
“Amanda is
merry and still sober enough to notice you groping her friend” she replied but
smiled a toothy smile.
About half
an hour later he was staring through the kitchen window watching his quarry as she bent
over picking up a black sack full of rubbish and her dungaree’s stretched tight
across her well-defined little buttocks so he slipped quietly into the room and
when he was right behind her he successfully squeezed one tender cheek.
“Don’t you
ever give up?” She said and slapped him hard on the arm.
“Oh go on
just one more squeeze” he pleaded
“Honestly I don’t know what’s gotten into you today”
she said with a chuckle
“I know what I want to get into you” he replied with a
leer.
Ellie shook her head and frowned as she left the
kitchen and a moment later Amanda appeared from the opposite direction.
“I wish you two could learn to get on” she said
“I know love” he said “I am trying to get on with her”
When the time came for the birthday cake everyone was
crowding around the birthday girl and Eleanor was at the back of the group
standing on tiptoe trying to get a better look when Greg crept up behind her
and put both hands on her bum.
“Stop it” she said and pushed him away.
But minutes later he tried the very same move again
“Stop groping
my bum” she whispered
“Well stop
looking so horny then and then I won’t want to” he whispered back
Ellie stood and looked at him for a second as the crowd
moved back out into the garden and then she slipped into the downstairs toilet.
Greg was sitting at the kitchen table when Ellie
returned and she looked at him to make sure she had his attention as she stood in
the doorway where only he could see her then she turned around and wiggled her
bum at him provocatively, Greg stared open mouthed and then when she had
finished she walked into the kitchen and gave him a filthy leer just as Amanda
walked in
“Oh for God’s sake are you two still winding each other
up” she barked and went back outside.
“I’d better
go” Ellie said
“And I think
you had better come with me” he said and took her hand and pulled her into the
downstairs loo
“What are
you doing?” she said
“What I’ve
wanted to do all day” he replied and kissed her
Greg was
sitting on the toilet with Ellie sitting on his knee as they kissed and when it
was over he said
“That’s
better”
“So have you
finished with your bit on the side?” she asked as she stood up
“What do you
mean?”
“Well that’s
what I am” she said
“And I want
more”
“What, your
Mr Right you mean?”
“No, I don’t
mean that” she snapped
“I’m not looking for Mr Right anymore”
“Really?” he
said “Why not?”
“Because
I’ve already found him”
“Oh” Greg
said crestfallen
“And I’ve
just been kissing him”
“Do you mean
it?” he asked daring to hope
“Yes” she
replied and buried her face in his chest
“Then we
need to talk about it seriously, today” he said and kissed the top of her head
“But how can
we?” she asked despairingly
“Well if you
were to get a migraine then we can” he replied but she just looked at him
blankly so he explained his plan.
So ten
minutes later he was sitting in the kitchen again when Amanda walked unsteadily
in from the garden and slurred
“I know you
don’t like her Greg but could you please be a dear and take Eleanor home, she
has a migraine”
“Of course”
he replied
So he agreed
to take Ellie home but he didn’t take her straight home, instead he drove her
up to Teardrop Lake where they spent the next two hours discussing their future
together.
Their
biggest hurdle was telling Amanda, which they decided they shouldn’t do on her
birthday, so they left it until the following weekend and the news was greeted
with hugs and kisses because she had met someone on one of her trips to
Sunderland and she had been trying to work up the courage to tell him for over
a year.
So they were
both able to start new lives.
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