The Escort (30 page)

“Plain English, please,” Max said, her temper rising.

“Maxine. We have been estranged for long enough. I am willing to accept certain elements of your life, but you must also know that I will never stop pushing you to do better.”

Max opened her mouth to speak, her temper not quite under control, but Dan stepped in. “Parents always want the best for their children, it’s only natural. But somewhere along the way you have to let them choose. Max knows what’s best for her, she’s a very astute woman, she is capable of more than you know.”

“Please don’t lecture me on my daughter. I have known her far longer than you have.”

“That’s not true. You know the old me, or you think you do. I was sent away so often, and when I was home, you were always too busy to speak to me. I have learned a lot from you, but most of it has been how not to treat my children when I have them. We are different people, and you have to accept that. I welcome your advice, but do not think you can hammer it into me until I buckle. I want you both to be part of my life,” She said, turning to smile at her mom. “But there are boundaries.”

“And I for one will respect those boundaries. Jeffrey?”

He looked unimpressed, but in some way he must have mellowed the tiniest bit over the last few years, because he agreed. “I don’t want to lose contact again, Maxine. I can see you are more than capable of looking after yourself. It will take time, but I hope we can figure something out.”

“I would be lying if I said I can’t wait to see your folks again,” Dan said, easing his truck out on to the road.

“Folks. If my father heard you call them that he would probably retract everything he said.” Max laughed. “I’m exhausted.”

“Not too much I hope. I have nothing but good things planned for the rest of the weekend. I suppose you could just lie back and let me do all the work, but it’s much more fun when you join in.”

“Oh, I plan to join in plenty. I have a lot of frustration that needs a release.” She leaned forward and ran her hand along his thigh up towards the hard bulge now visible in his pants.

“Steady, or I won’t be able to drive straight.”

She left her hand in place, but went no further. “I wonder what they’re saying now. My father always likes to get his own way. But I got the feeling my mom might be trying to get him to move back to the city.”

“Really. I thought he liked being lord of the manor.”

“He does, but when we went to the ladies room she let something slip about him wanting to take some work on. Believe it or not he’s bored.”

“And how would you feel about that?”

“OK, I guess. It’s a big city, and they won’t exactly move in the same social circles as us. I think we’ll still be safe eating at Frank’s burger van.”

“True.” They drove in silence before he said, “You know, I never thought you’d do it.”

“Do what?”

“Call your parents. I’m glad you did. All joking aside, I think it was good for you to clear the air with them.”

“You were right, it needed to be done. I can’t believe what a snob my father is. Or at least I’d forgotten. Thank goodness Robin saved me from a life like that.”

“He really doesn’t like her does he?”

“No.”

“So are you going to tell me the story? Of what happened between them.”

“I’m not a hundred percent clear on it. I got both versions. But she said something to him, I told you she was in her Buddhist phase. It was along the lines of it doesn’t matter what you have, or who you are, it’s about what you think, and what you do. He took it that she was having a dig at him, or at least his way of controlling me, and other people through money. He thought she was going to make me throw away all his years of capitalist training.”

“But in a way that’s what happened.”

“Yes, but because of him, not so much Robin. I found my equilibrium. It freed me, I love my job, I love working with money and figures, so I don’t think I could give that up. But to not be dependant on anyone else, not for money, that made me grow up.”

“Our relationship is going to be so different from both our parents. My mom and dad are kind of equal. But he’s always been the bread-winner. I get the feeling I might become a stay at home dad.”

“Don’t be too sure, every minute I’m with you I change, before you know it I’ll be begging to stay at home and change diapers.”

“I hope so, or maybe you could work part time. You are Bob Pierceson’s best employee at the moment.”

“That won’t last for long. It’s all about the profit to him, but maybe I’ll be able to work something out. Anyway. I want to think more about practising making babies, rather than real babies.”

“I like the way you think. We’ll be there in about twenty minutes. Think you can wait that long? Or do I need to pull over on one of these forest tracks and so we can do it in the great outdoors.”

She looked out of the window at the beautiful scenery. “I think I can wait.”

“Shame.”

“Just drive faster.”

The slow climb up to the cabin tested her resolve. Squeezing her thighs together, Max tried to ease the ache of her throbbing sex. She wanted him, the week away from him suddenly catching up with her. Looking across at Dan, she could see he felt the same way, his legs shifting as he tried to get comfortable with a raging erection in his pants. His face creased in concentration while he navigated the twisting track up to the little cabin which was going to be their refuge for the next two days.

And nights. Oh she had dreamed about the nights.

“Here it is,” he said, turning a tight corner, the trees opening up to reveal a snug cabin nestled perfectly in a glade.

Late afternoon rays shone down, giving it a warm glow. It looked inviting, homely, and Max couldn’t wait to get out and look around. Opening her door she slid out.

Into his arms.

Pinning her back he opened her thighs, nestling his body between her legs. Her dress rucked up, and at the same time his mouth claimed hers, his finger pushed her panties to one side and stroked the inner walls of her sex.

She clung to him, the cabin forgotten for this blistering moment. Pushing down harder, she eased his fingers deeper inside, wondering if anyone had ever reached their orgasm so fast, because she was teetering on the edge. But what about Dan, he needed relief too.

Fumbling, unable to see where her hands were meant to go, she undid his zip, and wriggled her hand down and around his cock. His hips bucked, and he pressed forward, eager for her to touch him. Hard and long, she stroked him, squeezed him, while he fingered her heated depths.

“It’s not enough,” he said, tearing himself away. From his pocket he produced a condom, and within seconds he fitted it, lifted her body higher and entered her.

Her mind reeled, his thick cock sliding in and out of her, bringing her to climax. She slid her hands around him and dug her fingernails into his butt, urging him deeper and harder. It was quick, and hot, her aching sex plundered deep and rough as he released his pent up need. She cried out, her voice ringing through the forest, not caring if anyone could hear. All that mattered was how much he wanted her.

Dan bit her neck, his body jerking hard into her. He drowned his own cries out, burying them in the fabric of her dress. Damn it was good.

“Sorry, I couldn’t wait,” he said, adjusting her clothes.

“Don’t apologise. I’ve been waiting for that all day. I nearly dragged you into my bedroom this morning. But I have to say, that was worth waiting for.” She lay her head against his chest, revelling in the closeness of his body.

“I couldn’t last long, I’ve been imagining being buried inside you for days. It was even better than I thought.”

“I’m flattered.” She slipped out of the truck to stand by the side of him.

Smiling, making her heart flutter, he leaned forward and kissed her. Tenderly, his lips gentle, belying his earlier need. She sighed against him, the warm air and bird song giving them a sense of timeless tranquillity.

“Want to see the bed?” he asked.

“And everything else. Remember this is all new to me, so I want the grand tour.”

“Well, there’s a bed.” She slapped his hard stomach, and helped him lift their luggage from the truck and carry it up the front steps to the little overhanging porch. He found the key, and let them inside.

It was small and cosy. One big room, with a kitchen coming off, a small table set along the back wall. A large empty fireplace conjured up images of cosy evenings by a roaring fire while outside it was cold and snowy. She wouldn't mind being stranded here with him for weeks. Nothing else to do but eat and use their body heat to keep each other warm.

“The bed is up there,” he said, pointing to a ladder leading up to a galley bedroom. “And this is the kitchen, Want to make coffee while I bring everything else in. We’ll get set up and then relax.”

She didn’t ask what his idea of relaxing was. Instead she went to work out how to use the range stove, which was already warm. “Did you come up earlier?”

“I drove up yesterday morning. Lit the range, brought some food up. I’m glad it’s still alight. Give it a prod to get it going, and then put some more wood on.”

Max stood back, assessed the situation, and then did as he’d told her, happy when five minutes later the kettle was happily boiling away.

He came up behind her and put his arms around her. “There, you’re dad will be so pleased I’m turning you into a practical woman.”

She turned and faced him. “You can turn me into anything you like. I’m just realising how much I have missed you this week.

“I don’t know if we’re ever going to make it to that bed.” He lifted her up, resting her on the wooden counter top. Then he peeled her panties off, exposing her to his hungry mouth.

Licking and sucking, he plunged his tongue inside her sex, drawing it up over her clit, making her dig her hands into his hair, whimpering as he brought her to the edge of another orgasm. His teeth nibbled her outer lips, leaving them swollen and engorged, before his tongue pierced her sex again, making her come.

Before the waves of pleasure had left her, he was inside her, slowly this time. Easing in and out of her, watching her face, circling his hips to stretch her, and then pushing deep, every movement made to give her maximum pleasure.

“I’m addicted to you,” he said, kissing her mouth.

“Good.”

“You’re a witch, you’ve cast a spell on me.” He pulled back, and then pushed into her harder.

“An unbreakable spell,” she said, unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his chest.

He kissed her neck, nuzzling her collar bone, while she captured one of his nipples, making his breath hiss. She sucked on it hard, and his hips bucked, plundering her depths with each stroke. She liked his reaction, and grazed his nipple with her teeth, until he lunged into her harder, driving her towards her orgasm.

Dan pulled her dress down over one shoulder, and managed to push inside her bra cup with one hand, his fingers tweaking her nipple. In response her sex clamped down hard around him, and he came, spurting his seed deep inside her. The condom the only thing stopping her conceiving the children they would one day have together.

She cradled his head, slowly his rhythm eased, and he moved inside her gently, not wanting to break the contact with her. “I want you to know how much I love you, Max.”

His words made her come back to her senses. “You know I feel the same way. I hated us arguing, but I can’t say I’m complaining about the way things turned out.”

“Me neither.” The kettle began to whistle, and he pulled out of her, leaving her to clean herself up while he made coffee.

“I really should change out of this dress.”

“I wouldn’t bother. Once we’ve had coffee I’m going to take you to bed and strip it off you.”

“Is that all we’re going to do this weekend? I’m going to begin to think you only brought me up here for sex.”

“Am I that easy to read?” He passed her a mug of coffee, while she stuck her tongue out at him. “Come on, let’s go outside.”

They sat together on the porch, watching the world go by. The clouds floated above their heads, the birds busied themselves in the trees. They had all the time in the world, their future ahead of them, and there was nothing they would not be able to achieve if they worked at it together.

As the sun set, he took her by the hand, and led her up the little stairs, and made love to her all night, until the sun rose once again on their future together.

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