I checked my watch. It was already two-thirty, we’d be picking him up in less than an hour. We’d spent most of the morning in the Christmas shop, Andy and I exchanging a silent look of disbelief at Ellie and Jenny’s excitement as they shopped for Oliver’s bedroom and some new supplies for our house, the security team’s quarters, and the boathouse. I’d been far more interested in watching my wife. We’d not had sex since the other night and I’d been fit to burst as I’d checked her out. I looked at her again as she sipped some of her sparkling water. Her figure was incredible, she’d put most women who hadn’t had children to shame. I wanted some quality alone time with her so I could savour her. I wanted to watch her hands caress her toned body, play with her nipples and clit as she imagined it was me touching her. I wanted to bury my face between her legs, to watch her on her knees with my cock in her mouth, then make love to her. It was the only time I wanted her to cry. I loved that she got so emotional as she came.
‘What?’ she asked, catching my gaze.
‘Just enjoying some pretty indecent thoughts right now,’ I smirked.
‘Pervert,’ she muttered with a smile.
‘How about we have an early night once the children are in bed?’
‘I am pretty tired, it would be great to curl up and doze off straight away,’ she nodded, giving me a teasing wink.
‘If you think I’ll be letting you sleep for the first few hours, dream on.’
‘I hope that’s a promise and not a threat?’
‘Sexually, have I ever let you down?’ I raised a questioning eyebrow as she blushed and bit her lower lip.
‘Only that first winter when you made me wait for you for so long.’
‘I had self-restraint then, but I used it all up that twelve months we were apart. Don’t expect me to show any in the future.’
‘I’d consider divorce if you did,’ she laughed. I reached over the table and took her hand. How the fuck had a guy like me landed a woman this incredible? ‘Love face,’ she whispered.
‘Wrapped in a whole load of lust,’ I nodded, raising her hand to my lips and kissing each pad of her fingers. ‘We’ll be stopping at the lingerie shop before we go and pick up our son.’
‘Thank you for distracting me. I’ve still missed him, Jonas and Eva too, but you’ve made it bearable.’
‘I’ve missed them all, too. I think Eva’s on the verge of walking for real, I’d hate to miss that.’ I looked up and thanked the waitress for our coffees as she placed them on the table, ignoring her batting her eyelids at me. It frustrated the hell out of me. I was sitting with another woman, a woman who was wearing my bloody wedding ring no less, did these women have no self-respect? Luckily Ellie handled it a lot better than I did. I think it amused her, whereas I wanted to rip other men’s throats out when they did the same. Then it made me want to fuck her, to remind her how good we were, just in case. Her love for me was written all over her face, and in her actions, but I hadn’t been easy to live with these last few years. My defence project was nearing completion. We were still in beta on the prototype, gathering information and tweaking to ensure reliability. Another few months and we could hand it off. Not that there wouldn’t be other projects to occupy my time, but none were likely to be as important, or stressful, as this one. I hated not being able to share the details with Ellie.
‘I just know her first steps will be towards you,’ she smiled, startling me from my thoughts. ‘She loves you so much.’
‘I have a way with women, without even trying,’ I winked.
‘A way with Davenport women.’
‘Come on, drink your coffee,’ I ordered. ‘The sooner we finish shopping, the sooner we can be waiting for my boy. I’d like to get home and have a quiet family night, then some quality wife time.’
Walking around the lingerie shop and choosing items for Ellie was torture, especially when she picked up a few sexy night-time baby dolls and negligees. Knowing she was trying them on, with just a curtain separating us, nearly had me paying to close the shop so I could join her in the cubicle, to hell with the shop assistant listening to our pants and screams. If we didn’t have to pick up Oliver shortly, I’d have bloody done it. I’d thought my desire for her would wane over the years. I never imagined it was possible to want the same person after so long, but if anything, my need for her grew with each day. Sometimes, when she was busy with the children, I’d just sit and stare at her. I was so damn lucky.
‘Sorted?’ I asked when she threw back the curtain, items draped over her arm. My voice was gruff from sitting, waiting, imagining.
‘Please try not to rip all of these off, they’re so pretty.’
‘You should know me well enough by now to realise that I can’t make a promise like that, Ellie.’
‘Hold my handbag,’ she gasped, thrusting it at me. ‘You have a huge bulge in your jeans.’
‘I’d rather be seen with a bloody erection than a green handbag, thank you very much,’ I scoffed.
‘You’ll give the sales assistant a heart attack. She was flustered enough looking at you before.’
‘I’m bloody flustered from imagining you naked, or in various items of skimpy fucking clothes,’ I muttered.
‘Honestly, your self-control is useless,’ she giggled, craning her neck to offer me a kiss. I took it, crushing her to me as I took out some of my frustration on her mouth. To hell with the sales assistant, I spent a bloody fortune in here. If she dared say anything, I could soon take my business elsewhere. ‘And now mine is, too,’ she gasped, breaking away from me. ‘We need to go now, before I drag you in that cubicle and relieve my own tension. Oliver will be out any minute.’
‘Do you ever imagine how much better our sex life could have been if we’d had a few years before we had our children?’
‘I did once, but I realised I’d never have been able to keep up with you and we’d probably have parted before my vagina suffered from spontaneous friction combustion,’ she grinned. ‘Those children saved our relationship.’
‘Don’t forget Brooke, our foul-mouthed, short-tempered, fairy godmother,’ I reminded her, as I placed a hand in the small of her back and steered her towards the till. ‘How’s she doing?’
‘Great now and you’re a big part of that. The specialist you referred her to has been amazing. She’s got her head around her new diet and even says she feels better for not drinking anymore. I must ring her and the rest of our family and friends. We need to sort out arrangements for Eva’s first birthday party next month.’
‘I think it would be easier in London. I’d like James and his wife to come as well and she’s not a fan of flying.’ I pulled out my wallet and handed my card over to the assistant.
‘Neither is Mrs. McAdams,’ she reminded me.
‘I’ll send the limo for them. It’s their fiftieth wedding anniversary in November. I’d like to put them up at The Domville for a long weekend as an early celebration, and book them in for a show and a trip on the London Eye. I owe Pete and Conn a thank you as well, for all the work they’ve done for me over the years. They could come down with their wives, too. We could tie in their visit with Eva’s birthday. What?’ I asked, as Ellie looked up at me and shook her head.
‘You, you have no idea what a big heart you have, Oliver Daniel Davenport,’ she replied, kissing my cheek.
‘Only because I met you.’
‘No, it was there all the time, you’d just built a wall around it and needed me to remind you.’
I ran a hand through my hair and looked out of the window. Part of me still felt unworthy of the love I had in my life now. Sometimes it was still hard to hear compliments after my past. Andy caught my eye from his position outside and tapped his watch, so I nodded. Jenny immediately stood up from her seat by the door. I had a great team. Even though I’d downplayed my concerns to Ellie over lunch, I had every faith that they’d make sure my family was ok. They had to. If I lost any of them, it was likely that wall around my heart would be rebuilt so t
hick and so high that there would be no chance of it ever being seen again.
We got to the school gates a few minutes early, as did all of the other parents by the looks of it. The noise as the double doors were opened and the teaching assistants led the excited chattering children out was deafening. With the advantage of my height, I spotted Oliver straight away.
‘I can’t see him, where is he?’ Ellie asked, a tinge of nerves in her voice.
‘He’s coming and you can relax, he looks happy. No tears.’
‘Him or me? I feel like I’m about to cry again, I’m so emotional today.’
‘You’re always emotional and I love that you wear your heart on your sleeve,’ I advised, kissing the top of her head.
‘Daddy,’ Oliver yelled, breaking into a run when he spotted me. I let go of Ellie’s hand and crouched down, hoisting him up into a hug as he ran into my arms.
‘Hey, big boy. We’ve missed you.’ I kissed his cheek and he leaned over to hug Ellie and kiss her, too.
‘Mummy, can I come tomorrow?’ he asked, settling any of my nerves that we’d have trouble tempting him back.
‘Only if you tell me all about it and the friends you’ve made,’ Ellie replied, smiling over at me, relief all over her face. I laughed as I carried him back to the car, holding Ellie’s hand, while he jabbered away ten to the dozen. I really had missed him today, Jonas and Eva, too. Much as I wanted sex, much as I always wanted sex, the thought of sitting with Ellie and the three of them was top of my agenda right now. Even work could wait.
Day Sixteen
Tuesday 8th September
Damien Daniels
I cricked my neck and looked down at my dark grey three-piece suit. I’d teamed it with a white shirt, black tie, and grey and black trilby. I looked hot and that was exactly what was needed to pull out all of the stops to get Jess to agree to this. I checked my top jacket pocket to make sure that I had the memory stick to hand and blew out a deep breath. It was hard to believe, after so long waiting, preparing, that I was close to the culmination of so many months work. I headed towards the entrance of Davenport Technologies, keeping my head down, pretending to check my phone as I approached the security guards. I was taking a serious risk today. We were aware that they’d implemented the facial recognition software, and given our history, it was likely the guards would have been provided with a snapshot of my face. I made it inside with no problems. He might be alert when it came to his own protection, and that of his family, but he’d seriously slacked off when it came to protecting his business premises when he wasn’t in. Which was to my advantage. Then again, the main bulk of security measures were to prevent access to the lifts and upper floors. Given I only needed to go as far as reception, it made my life a hell of a lot easier. Regardless, I clicked the scrambler in my pocket to distort the camera feeds, just in case.
‘Damien,’ Jess gasped, quickly straightening up and smoothing her hair. ‘I didn’t expect to see you today. You said you were busy until next week.’
‘I couldn’t go a whole week without seeing you, honey,’ I lied. ‘I’ve come to take you out to lunch.’
‘We’re going out to eat?’
‘Each other,’ I winked, leaning on the granite reception countertop and fixing her with my best smouldering stare. She giggled and a hand flew to her chest.
‘I never refuse a nooner, especially not with you. Let me just check Diane is ok to cover and I’m all yours in about five minutes. Why don’t you have a seat while you wait?’
‘I’ll wait in the car with the engine running. I don’t want to waste any time getting you to The Dalton hotel, do I?’ I advised. I needed to be out of here as soon as possible.
‘Ok,’ she grinned. ‘See you outside.’
‘Actually, there’s one thing you could do for me first,’ I suggested. This was it, everything hinged on her now.
‘Anything for you, baby,’ she nodded, leaning forward and giving me a glimpse down her shirt at her lace-clad tits. My cock stirred in my trousers. I hadn’t had sex in four bloody days, I was going into withdrawal. ‘Especially when you’re looking so hot today.’
‘I have some photos that I captured the other night, of us with that redhead, Chelsea. Can you print them off?’ I asked, slipping the flash drive towards her. She sat back up quickly, her face changing in an instant.
‘Damien, you know I can’t. It’s one of the strictest rules here, nothing can be plugged into the system unless it’s been checked by the IT team for viruses first. And I’m not having them see pictures of me naked, in a ménage with you and Chelsea, thank you very much.’
‘Come on, Jess. It’s just a few pictures and it’s me. I’m a fucking consultant, what bloody damage could I cause the main frame?’
‘You have no idea how many people try and hack into our servers on a daily basis,’ she replied, shaking her head. ‘We have some serious technology here that people would love to steal. I can’t do it. Print them at your office.’
‘We don’t even have USB ports in our computers, that’s how seriously they take security. Come on Jess, it will take a minute, max. Who’ll know? I promise to make it up to you.’
‘Damien,’ she groaned, looking over both of her shoulders. She was close to breaking, she just needed an extra push. I could afford to bring out the big guns now. After today, I’d never have to see her again, so I wouldn’t have to put up with her incessant nagging about it.
‘Do this for us. I finally got the passcode for the 710 club. We could go tonight, before I head off to Scotland to see my clients. I know how much you want to try it out,’ I coaxed. The 710 club was the most exclusive sex club in London, possibly the UK itself. I’d frequented it regularly when I lived in England, before I lost all my fucking money and my membership was revoked. Pretty much anything went there, and after experiencing a ménage, Jess was desperate to try group with an audience.
‘You’d really take me there?’ she whispered, her eyes lighting up.
‘Cross my heart, honey,’ I lied. If I had one talent, other than my ability to do my job and earn shit loads of money, lying was my other.
‘Give it here. I’ll bloody kill you if I lose my job over this,’ she uttered, putting out her palm. I grinned and handed her the flash drive. I didn’t give a shit that she was likely to lose her job. Hidden on the drive was a virus that would lay dormant on their server for twenty-four hours, before it would eat its way through their firewall like acid. By Thursday night, they’d need their top guys on hand to try and stem it from spreading. And one of their top guys was none other than Oliver Davenport. He’d need to be at the main server point in San Francisco if he had any chance of stopping its progress.
If he was in America, his main, and seriously intimidating, bodyguard would be as well, so that was two less of them for us to deal with. If history showed anything, it was that when Ellie was in London, she was accompanied by Jenny and James. No matter how skilled they were, they each had one crucial thing against them. Age or gender. Against a team of four skilled combatants, they didn’t stand a fucking chance. I held my breath as I watched her remove the cap. My entire retirement plan hinged on her inserting that drive. If she didn’t, we’d still proceed, but it might mean we’d have Andy and Dan to deal with as well. She hesitated as she hovered it over the port.
‘Looking at those pictures is going to get me so hard for later, Jess,’ I whispered. ‘I’d love to see other men and women pleasuring you, filling all of your holes before I fuck you raw.’
‘You’re one dirty bastard,’ she giggled, ramming the drive into her computer. ‘And I love it.’
‘I … I think I love you, Jess,’ I uttered, almost sincerely. I loved what she’d just done for me.
‘Damien,’ she moaned, her eyes filling with tears. ‘I love you, too. I’ve wanted to say it for so long.’
‘Honey, I’m so going to rock your world tonight,’ I grinned as the photos started coming off on her personal printer. There were enoug
h on there to give the virus time to download. I turned my head as someone approached reception and messed around with my phone again as Jess signed them in and directed them to the security turnstiles.
‘Here, don’t say that I never do anything for you,’ she advised, shoving the drive and the printouts over to me.
‘Jesus, I might run out of sperm before tonight if I spend the afternoon looking at these,’ I nodded, sincere for once as I flicked through the shots taken on my state-of-the-art surveillance camera that I’d put on timer. Hot as these shots were, I was bored of Jess already and it wasn’t like I had to commit to anyone. With the money I was going to have at my disposal, women would be fighting over me, or I could just pay for whoever I wanted from an escort agency to be brought to me. It was a heady feeling.
‘Don’t you dare. See you in a few,’ she grinned.
‘Yeah, see you, honey.’ I gave her a wink and strode out without looking back. I tossed the photos in the dustbin outside of the entrance and quickly made my way to my car, started the engine, and sped off. Stupid bitch, she had no idea how helpful she’d been over the last two years. I tossed my hat onto the passenger seat and checked my watch. I had a flight to catch in a few hours. One last meeting tomorrow with the Ospreys to get a payout that most people would be happy to retire on. I wasn’t most people though. The only disadvantage was that they were taking a bloody spa break in none other than the Davenports’ hotel at Loch Airdrie. I’d done my best to try and arrange the meeting somewhere else, but they’d insisted “it was the best afternoon tea in Scotland.” I mean, for fuck’s sake. What were the chances? It wasn’t like the Davenports went there often, certainly not in the public restaurant anyway. They always booked the cabin by the loch or the Tower restaurant, so the chances of being seen were minimal. It was a risk all the same. But fuck it. What was life without a few risks? And so what if I was seen now? There was nothing they could do, they had no inkling of what was about to happen. They couldn’t even stop it now if they tried.
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