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"I think I'm going a bit mad."

"We're all going a bit mad, sweetie."

Now I've never been a happy recipient of pet names or even inappropriate chumminess. 'Luv', 'babe', 'dearie', or even 'you guys' is likely to cause me to bristle like an over-amorous porcupine. Admittedly, at home, I might be 'honeybun' or 'dinkums' or 'sweet cheeks' or 'sugar lips' or even 'dreamy dripping cunt bitch I'm going to skewer on my cockhead', but these are random sobriquets and always run the risk of being met with a hailstorm of crockery or "fuck you" screamed repeatedly full lung. Celia, however, is the matriarch in our relationship and I am just some fawning ingenue so if she's decided I am 'sweetie' then 'sweetie' it is. Or maybe she just couldn't remember my name.

And back to the conversation.

"No, Celia, I really, really think I'm going mad. I'm getting really obsessive about stuff; yesterday I realised that my foot exactly fits in the brick paving in the yard. Exactly fits. There are 372 bricks in my yard, I know, I put one of my feet in each of them. Checked each one. And then I checked them all again with my other foot. Honestly, I'm going a bit potty."

"You need to do more baking."

There it is, Celia's solution to everything; do more baking. Or to be more exact, it's Celia's recommended solution to whatever ails I've decided to moan about this week. Also I think it is a dig at my complete lack of baking skills and lack of respect for all things baky, as well as a sly dig at my slatternly housewifely domestic standards.

Each Tuesday afternoon Celia and I meet on our bench. I bring the coffee and she brings the cake; today's is a scrummy lemon drizzle and already I'm picking at the crumbs in my lap and salivating at the possibility of a second slice. Our bench is on the outer circular path of the park, partially shaded by a scrawny silver birch, sandwiched between the three old men bench and the oversized hoody wearing, skateboard carrying youf bench; both of which I've unsuccessfully tried to infiltrate. So here I am stuck with Celia nattering about all things middle-aged and inconsequential.

"Or maybe you just need a good fucking."

Well if I hadn't been so intent on picking cake crumbs out of my skirt and wondering whether maybe, just maybe, the cake was a little dry and over baked, I'm absolutely certain I'd have been swooning like a Regency Romp heroine, reduced to a crumpled heap on the tarmac desperately in need of smelling salt restoration.

Now, Celia and I chat about many, many things; baking, cleaning products, gardening, vases, children, acquaintances, health, the weather, the upcoming weather, and the long term weather forecast. What we never, ever talk about is S E X.

Silence descends as we eyeball each other in curiosity. There's a smirk playing about her lips and a sparkle glinting in her eye. Stick or twist? To play or not to play? I suck in a deep breath and launch myself.

"A good fucking! That is quite the last thing I need, Celia. I am so, so done with lockdown sex. All day. Every day. What that man needs is a fucking hobby that doesn't involve fucking."

Sorry, dear reader, but let me offer up a quick apology. Normally, I am quite well-spoken and perfectly capable of expressing myself without resorting to coarse language, but when I get on a bit of a rant I do get rather 'potty mouthed'. Now, I could have edited them out, presented myself in a more flattering light but I am trying to be honest so please don't judge me too harshly.

"And I don't really give a shit what it is if it will stop him trying to stick his dick in me ten times a day. It's fucking unbelievable. Just because he's bored. Just because he can't think of anything to do. Why can't he get addicted to some childish computer game or something. Go and kill people or rescue dragons and shit."

I drag in air.

"I got that wanky Obama book for Christmas. Took me forever to finish that. You know why? Okay, so it was dull but every time I picked it up, every time I tried to understand the intricacies of the Deepwater fucking whatever disaster he'd be waggling his cock in my face and demanding lip service."

"It's almost like my body is not my own. Like I'm some latex blow-up dolly, something hot warm and wet for him to masturbate into. It's got so I can't even go to sleep without him slamming it into me somewhere. And he isn't picky. Doesn't seem to care what hole he finds. It's just in, out and shake it all about."

"And don't even start me on marigolds. What the fuck is so sexy about a woman on her knees, bleaching shit, her hands stuffed into fluorescent yellow latex? It's not like he's got any rubber kink or anything. No, talcum powdering and squirming into flesh clinging, black shiny latex for me in the bedroom, but slap a pair of crud encrusted gloves on my fingers and he's got my skirt up around my waist and something buried in my cunt before Mr Cif has even stopped bubbling. He's fucking lucky he hasn't had bleach squirted all over his bastard cock."

And breathe.

Now, Celia may have started out with a smirk and a glinty sparkle but really the best words to describe her expression by this point would be goggle-eyed and open mouthed, so that's what I shall say.

Open mouthed and goggle-eyed, shifting uncomfortably in her seat, regret and embarrassment playing about her features, Celia followed my tirade no doubt wishing that she'd never mentioned the dreaded S E X. It's your fault, I want to tell her. You started this. You broke the unwritten rule. All of this, all that is to cum, can be laid at your doorstep, every last engorged cock spurting heated spunk, every dribbling and twitching pussy, each caress, each kiss, each dragged nail, every ravaged bumhole, each drooling mouth, every taut sensitive nipple. All yours. All your fault.

Though what I actually said was:

"What about you and George. Are you missing the parties? Do you all still throw car keys into a bowl? And what happens if you don't have a car? What then? House keys, shed keys, bike lock? Is that why I'm never invited? Because I don't have my own car? Not that I want to be. Raquel Stuart. Eeuucchh. Who wants to see that close up? Who wants that released from its foundation garments? The bitch sweats just from breathing, I can't even begin to imagine what it might be like between her thighs. A jungle I imagine. A humid, sweaty, piss dribbly, circle of hell. At least with Brian (her husband) you'd be comatose with boredom before his toilet brush tash started abrading the sensitive nakedness of your razored public mons. Though that breath. Oh my God, the awfulness."

I wrinkle my nose briefly at the thought before plunging onwards.

"Why, Celia? Why on earth do you? What's wrong with a nice bit of socially distanced, stay in your own car, play with the cock you married, dogging? We should do that. You, me, him and George. Bake some cakes, do a picnic, head on out to Mortimer View Point. There's always some action there I hear. We could make a day of it. Do car swaps, husband swaps, cum kiss swaps. Take a camera. Post the pics online or live stream it on YouTube. Bet they'd love that, George's hairy, pale buttocks bashing against the car window as he slams himself into your receptive cunt."

"Or, or, or..."

I'm struggling a bit now, my head desperately trying to keep up with the words tumbling from my mouth.

"Flashing. We could flash. We could do it now. Both of us. Both together. You take the old men, I'll take the hoody youf. Tit flash. Cunt flash. I don't care, either, both. Or we could just strip each other right here, right now, and streak around the entire park wiggling our titties in everyone's faces, seeing how many mouths we can get to suckle on our tight, stiff teats. You go that way... "

Arms flailing, slightly deranged.

"... I'll go this way. We could meet over by the rhododendron bushes. I'll drag you into them. Throw you on the ground. Shower you with petals. Worship each and every last one of your lockdown pounds. Nuzzle my nose into your fleshiness. Tug at it with my teeth. Kiss and lap and lick and salivate over every crinkle of your skin before diving between your rippling alabaster thighs and tonguing your engorged clit into frenzied submission. I could..."

But the words stutter, collapse in on themselves, get caught in my throat as I gasp and heave struggling for breath.

Near silence descends as, before us, park life continues its steady, placid, uninterested rhythm. The breeze whispers through leaf canopies, feet fall, private thoughts are murmured, dogs snuffle and bound, clouds wander uncaring across a tranquil sky and, eventually, Celia speaks.

"I think you're quite right, sweetie."

"I am?"

She nods

"You are going a bit mad."

And that would have been that, but right then, before our only half-attentive eyes happened the thing that forever after we would refer to euphemistically as 'That Tena Moment'. So if you'd like to join me again next time I'll see if I can find the words to tell you all about Daisy, Beth and 'That Tena Moment'.

And I'll try my best not to go completely mad in the meantime.

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This is a continuing story that begins with "Darkroom - Monday."----Steve arrived at the mall about half an hour after it opened. Monday hadn't told him what time to be there, and he didn't feel like waiting. She had said she was going to break the rules, and he fervently hoped she wanted to break them thoroughly. He was skipping his physics class for this meeting. The massage kiosk was near one of the ends of the mall. Steve had always wondered who would want to get a massage with all those...

Roomies Ch 01

I’ve been working on this series for awhile now, and figured I was finally far enough along to submit some of it and see what kind of response I get. PLEASE, if you like what you are reading, VOTE and COMMENT! I love feedback and thrive on your votes to tell me if you like it! Lesli was ecstatic: She was finally here, in her dorm room, ready to start her freshman year of college! What a relief to finally get away from home, away from her mom and step dad, and be able to do all the things she...

Roomies part 2

It had been a month since our first threesome. AJ and I had hooked up a few times on our own, AJ and Jim had, too. None of us were ever jealous of the other since we all got what we wanted and had a foundation of friendship before things got steamy.This week at work had been a stressful one for me, so my Friday was going to be spent relaxing. AJ had gone to the bar with her girlfriends and Jim was out of town for a couple of weeks visiting his parents. I had the whole place to myself. I thought...

Roomies

Typically, his so called buddies would crash through the door and subject each other to random acts of humiliation; taking pictures to post online or use as blackmail. It was not like they had complete disregard for my sleep, just that they were drunk morons looking for a good time. Okay, so maybe it was complete disregard. Over time, their activities mutated and one night they brought over a girl, just one, and had their way with her. At first I thought they had planned it, but after peeking...

Room with a View

As soon as my wife leaves our flat and the door closes behind her I move quickly to the telescope which would normally be pointing up to the stars. I often sit late at night with a glass of wine in my hand gazing up into the darkness above the city lights and out into the universe to see the wonders of deep space and infinity beyond. Or at least that is what my wife is led to believe! But during the daylight, when I am alone in the flat the scope will often be pointing in a very different...

Lakeview

It didn't matter that they were sitting in a family restroom at the airport, or that they had received several unamused and glaring eyes upon them. Yes, they bothered her but she had had a suit of armor wrapped around her arm as the woman donning thigh high boots clacked their way into the room with a large bag in tow. The elephant in the room was Amber's bulging mass underneath her silk red panties. Upon closing the door to the restroom she was demanded to strip completely. Well,...

Hideaway at Hillview

The clock on the dash read quarter to nine. Lia exhaled slowly in an attempt to get a handle on her rattled nerves. Within the next ten minutes she would arrive at the designated spot. The place they’d agreed to meet. The notification tone on her cell phone chimed, she looked down hastily at her phone. It was a text from him. The text read that he would be there in twelve minutes. Lia was anxious, but semi-relieved that he was running later than herself. She tapped the breaks, as her car...

Lakeview Discount Meats

Joseph Hurley was a wealthy man looking for lucrative ways to increase his wealth. Often the least legal paid the best dividends. As his limo entered the gate of Lakeview Discount Meats slaughterhouse for a meeting, he thought to himself, “No one would ever suspect that anything was going on here. The building looks like an abandoned warehouse. And no other buildings around. Perfect disguise.” “Mr. Hurley, welcome. I have been expecting you. I am Fred Wilson, General Manager of Lakeview...

Exclusive First Time Interview1

John Malone a self made Billionaire. CEO of Multinational Malone Industries. Texas Political Power Broker, Phililanthropist, Divorced five times, Currently married to a beautiful chiniese model, singer, Director of an International Charity, and Philianthropist. A Womanizer, Real Estate Mogul, and Defense Lawyer. This will be the lead story on our news casts and will bring national attention to you as the reporter that got the only interview. Catherine called me to arrange an...

Exclusive First Time Interview0

John Malone a self made Billionaire. CEO of Multinational Malone Industries. Texas Political Power Broker, Phililanthropist, Divorced five times, Currently married to a beautiful chiniese model, singer, Director of an International Charity, and Philianthropist. A Womanizer, Real Estate Mogul, and Defense Lawyer. This will be the lead story on our news casts and will bring national attention to you as the reporter that got the only interview. Catherine called me to arrange an...

The Interview5

The alarm barely had time to sound before Abi's hand darted at the off button. She was so used to waking up at 6.30 every morning that she no longer needed an alarm in truth. She preferred to start the working day abruptly however and so she used an alarm. As usual, Jason didn't even stir at the interruption to his slumber. She swung her bare legs out of bed and stretched silently. The sun was just starting to glow over the horizon and was causing her curtains to glow softly. The gentle...

The Interview1

Pulling up to the gate I got out and pressed the intercom the lady at the other end asked who it was and I told her I was her for an interview with john she said I was to drive in and come to reception as she spoke I could hear some giggling in the back ground. I pulled up and went into reception behind the desk was a young girl about nineteen or so. Her hair was in two bunches; she wore a pink blouse which was tight around her bust. She told me john was out and that Amanda would be...

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