Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1)

by Jessie Courts

  Rachel snorted trying to suppress the hysterics threatening to burst out. It was so goddamned funny - couldn’t they all see that? She was about to blurt out how hilarious it was that Luc was on the floor again – for the fourth time, but brought herself up short when she remembered the twins weren’t there for the first, second and third times and trying to explain that would certainly not be easy.

  “Oh lord” she thought as the world started to spin on its axis. “Don’t feel well.”

  “Hmm Rachel?” Asked Luc moving nearer to try and catch what she was muttering and that turned out to be one colossal error of epic proportions as Rachel threw up the entire contents of her stomach all over his jeans. The look of horror on Luc’s face was the last thing Rachel saw before she passed out in his arms for real.

  “Oh. My. Fucking. God.” wailed Jess. Lucy was bent double trying to breathe through hysterical laughter and Jess was rigid with disbelief that her mother had just puked half a bottle of vodka all over her best friend.

  “Lulu…” she whispered in trepidation, scared to raise her voice any higher. “What shall we do?”

  George and Leo had exited the pub to search for Jess and Lucy, but really hoping to find Luc, just as Rachel lost it. Stopping dead in their tracks at the sight of their pin-up dripping in vomit, Leo nudged George in the ribs.

  “Go and grab a couple of towels – quick! We may never get this opportunity again.”

  George flew back inside and was out the door again in seconds clutching two racing green bar towels. Armed with one each they approached Luc, who was totally bewildered by the whole chaotic episode. Releasing Rachel from his embrace they proceeded to clean him up, slowly and thoroughly. Luckily he wasn’t too smelly but the boys were so infatuated with him they wouldn’t have cared less what state he was in, being this close and actually touching the man they worshipped was worth it. Swiping up from ankle to thigh George and Leo cooed softly to Luc sensing he was not a happy man. Luc didn’t appreciate being thrown up on by Rachel but had already forgiven her as it gave him the perfect excuse to hold her close. So no he was not now happy to find she had been snatched away and been replaced by Leo and George; possibly the two most annoying boys on the planet as far as he was concerned.

  “Get a fucking grip, Vincent” Luc screamed in his head, referring to himself by his surname – something he only did when he was really, really pissed off.

  Straightening up to his full 6ft 3 inches – Luc looked down at George and Leo now hovering dangerously close to his crotch. Clearing his throat and crossing his arms over his chest looking totally magnificent, they sighed longingly turning their heads up to face his.

  “Having fun boys?” Luc drawled. Uncrossing his arms he placed a hand around each of their throats tugging them none too gently to their feet.

  “Don’t fucking touch me again” he roared in their faces. As he released them they grabbed each other and ran off down the road whooping and catcalling behind them.

  “You should have learnt by now Lu” Jess chuckled at him, “any given opportunity and they’ll have a go!”

  She was sitting one side of her mum and Lucy was the other side rubbing her back as Rachel held her head in her hands resting her elbows on her knees groaning softly. Jess dug a bottle of water out of her bag and made her mum take a long drink and a couple of paracetamol.

  “You could do with some of this too mother!” Jess laughed shoving some minty fresh chewing gum into Rachel’s mouth while waving a hand in front of her own face. “Nasty…mum; just nasty.”

  “Where’s the bloody cab?” wondered Luc out loud yearning to gather Rachel up close to him and make her feel all better. He also wondered how she’d managed to avoid puking on herself leaving him suffering in wet jeans. Yuck.

  “It’s nearly pub closing time – probably busy.” Answered Lucy.

  “I can wait with her if you like?” offered Luc hopefully. “I’ve got to go home and get cleaned up now anyway.”

  “Nah” the twins replied in unison.

  “It’s not like we can leave her alone when she’s like this. We’ll probably all bunk in together tonight eh Jess?” Lucy nodded to her sister. Luc plonked down on the bench next to them, rejection weighing heavily in his chest.

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  CHAPTER 9

  The cab finally arrived to pick them up and take them back to Rachel’s house. Sitting in the back wedged between her two daughters Rachel’s frustration with the turn of events burned in her chest. The melodrama chasing her the whole evening meant that poor Luc came off worse for wear through no fault of his own. His chivalry had been well rewarded for sure, she smiled to herself and licked her lips subconsciously in memory of the blowjob in the bushes episode, but she knew that was just a taster as far as Luc was concerned. He wasn’t one for a quickie as she had learnt to her wonderful benefit several times recently – part of his satisfaction came from knowing how much he was able to pleasure her.

  “Well, that ain’t happening tonight for sure.” She sighed as her eyes rested on the back of his glorious head. Luc was sitting in the front of the cab within easy touching distance and her fingers itched to brush through his shiny blond hair and massage his scalp to ease some of the tension visible in his rigid shoulders.

  “Hey Luc – how’s your tongue?” asked Jess leaning forward to plant a chaste kiss on his cheek from behind. Rachel noticed his body sag slightly clearly resigned to the fact that his night wasn’t going to go as planned.

  “Hmm s’okay baby.” Turning slightly he gave Jess a half smile, “good job I won’t be needing it tonight!” he joked.

  “Luc, honestly, you must have blue balls – it’s unlike you not to get laid in so long.” Lucy rolled her eyes at Rachel. “He gets super grumpy if he doesn’t have sex regularly” she explained to her mother.

  “Lucy shut up!” Luc told her tetchily.

  Rachel could sense his unease. “Don’t worry Luc, I’m fairly laid back about these things – I was your age once!”

  Luc just groaned and smacked his head back against the headrest. “I’m not talking anymore.” He stated and closed his eyes effectively calling a halt to any more speculation on his love life. Lucy and Jess rolled their eyes and stuck their tongues out at him behind his back.

  Arriving at the Renton house the twins jumped out to let everyone in the door. Rachel was slightly perturbed to find George and Leo sitting on the stoop and prayed Luc wouldn’t be ripping their heads off anytime soon. They seemed to take endless amounts of pleasure winding him up to provoke some kind of reaction from him. Rachel supposed they were ever hopeful that one day he would relent and let them have their wicked way with him. Luc seemed to be a fairly tolerant person and highly sexual, but she doubted he was that way inclined. Rachel made a mental note to ask him about it some time.

  Luc was leaning up against the cab waiting for Rachel to finish paying the driver – he was still royally miffed he wouldn’t be fucking her anytime soon and now these two clowns had reappeared to continue to make his life a misery. The twins adored George and Leo and because of that he tolerated their overt antics most of the time, but due to having recently been on his hands and knees in the dirt and subsequently covered in puke, he was just desperate for a hot shower.

  “Lulu…” they chimed as he strode towards the front door.

  “Fuck off “he snapped at them uncharacteristically, then faltered and mumbled an apology before bounding up the stairs to the sanctity of his room.

  “Blimey” chirped Leo, “that’s one unhappy divine example of male specimen if ever I saw one.”

  Jess laughed but Lucy answered irritably, “Seems he can’t handle mother drunk! Go figure, and now we’re home far too early and he’s in a strop.”

  Rachel, still decidedly queasy but relatively able to function, had wandered into the kitchen to put the kettle on.

  “Tea or Coffee anyone?” she called. The twins slumped into the bench seat around the table as the boys grabbed th
e biscuit tin from the counter top and delved in.

  “Mmm,” hummed George, “choccy digestives, my favourite! Thanks Auntie Rach.” Serving up steaming mugs of sweet tea, Rachel joined the kids at the table feeling a lot more sober now she was home and safe. As they gossiped away, her eyes kept drifting to the doorway hoping Luc would come down and join them but obviously when the boy was sulking he really liked to long it out.

  “Jess – do you think Luc would like something to drink?” she prompted.

  “Oh maybe, let me go and ask him. Lulu!” she cried as she skipped off upstairs to find her friend.

  Five minutes later she returned alone. “Loser boy is fast asleep,” she announced as she slipped back into her seat, “I don’t know what’s wrong with him lately he used to be such a party animal. I thought we’d drop you home then be out clubbing by now Mum, to be honest. But Luc’s gone all studious on us – he’s a bloody genius, he doesn’t even need to revise that much.” Jess frowned as she took a long swallow of her tea.

  Rachel’s mind was filled with the image of Luc in his bed asleep. She wondered if his big beautiful body was naked or whether he was wearing those low riding sweat shorts she loved on him, or maybe he had boxers and a t-shirt on. Oh god she was desperate to find out and not surprisingly wet thinking about all the unfinished business between them. Rachel had no clue as to when he’d seek her out again but she fervently hoped it would be soon.

  “Lucy, Jess, boys – I’m also feeling quite exhausted. I’m off to bed. Darlings, “she turned to her daughters, “I really don’t need you to sleep with me, I’m perfectly fine now. Go on out and have your fun…. go on….”

  “Really Mum?” asked Lucy.

  “For sure,” replied Rachel, “the holidays are nearly over and you also have exams soon enough. Enjoy while you can.”

  “Well if you really are sure…” Lucy had already grabbed Jess and was dragging her out the door with George and Leo not far behind. “We’re going to call a mini cab to take us to a party in Camden. We might not be back till morning if we crash there. Are you sure it’s ok Mum? If Luc wants to come will you tell him we’re at Fiona’s.”

  “Just text me if you’re not coming home.” Rachel called after them as the four young friends fell out the door jabbering away about who was going to be at the party. Rachel smiled after them – she really was knackered and although disappointed Luc was already asleep, relished the thought of finally falling into bed.

  Locking the front door and turning off the downstairs lights, Rachel slipped off her heels and tip toed up the stairs. Half way up she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of Luc sitting on the top step leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He was wearing the shorts she loved so much on him and nothing else. The expanse of bare chest, thick arms and flop of blond fringe made her mouth water but when he fixed her with his baby blues, her stomach flipped shooting pure desire straight to her core.

  “Rach” his husky tone washed over her and she closed her eyes at the sound.

  “I thought you were asleep?” she accused lightly.

  “Yeah, about that – so did Jess.” He said one side of his mouth lifting in a half smirk. God how she wanted to lick that mouth. She silently begged his dimples to make an appearance knowing that would tip her desire off the scale, but his expression turned serious and he extended his arm beckoning her.

  “Luc, I’m so sorry about earlier. It’s been a long time since I drunk that much and then with the dancing, that horrible man and the other thing…well; it was all a bit too much.”

  “The ‘other thing’ Rach? Being puked over was a small price to pay for having experienced the ‘other thing!”

  “I have no idea what you think of me...” Rachel closed her eyes and waited for Luc to make the next move.

  “C’mere Mrs R.“

  Rachel’s nipples hardened against the cool satin of her bra and she gave a little shiver.

  “Don’t call me that Luc.” She protested for the millionth time, as he placed a hand around her wrist and eased her forward into his chest. Nuzzling the top of her head, breathing in her delicious scent, Luc whispered, “you say you don’t like that Rachel, but your body tells me otherwise.“ And he reached down to tweak a stiff nipple between his fingers. Rachel whimpered against his warm skin.

  “It reminds me how ancient I am compared to you” She told him.

  “It makes you horny, don’t deny it,“ he replied gruffly.

  Rachel swatted him on the shoulder. “No, you do that Luc, not your age. You know how gorgeous I think you are – the fact you don’t have saggy flesh is just a plus.”

  “Nothing saggy here right now that’s for sure. And Rach, women half your age would love to look as good as you so stop with the age shit.”

  Luc cupped her bum and pulled her up to meet his face. Holding her in place he ran his tongue along her bottom lip. He could hear her breath coming in erratic little breaths and it made his cock jerk inside his shorts.

  “Put your legs round my waist Mrs R.” Rachel complied willingly gasping as her swollen clit hit the steel hardness in Luc’s shorts. Clasping her hands around his neck she pressed her lips to his beautiful mouth coaxing him to open and let her tongue in. Rachel deepened her kiss as a wave of lust so powerful shuddered through her body. The sensation of his tongue mimicking what she wished he was doing with his cock, made her grind against him furiously. Luc swung her round and marched them into his room.

  Slamming the door closed just in case the twins decided to come home unexpectedly, he threw her on the bed tearing at her clothes.

  “Off, get them off now!” he growled pulling at her jeans.

  “Whoa slow down there lover boy, these jeans cost a fortune.”

  Luc looked like he was fit to burst. She could see a vein throbbing in his forehead and he was panting slightly. Rachel had never seen anything so wildly erotic and as much as she frantically wanted to jump his bones she decided he deserved a little more than a quickie after all she had put him through that evening – blowjob aside which she enjoyed almost as much as he had. Biting on her bottom lip a plan formed in Rachel’s mind.

  “Get on your back Luc and budge up to the head board. Oh and you won’t be needing these.” Rachel tugged on the waistband of his shorts dragging them down his legs allowing his magnificent cock to spring free. Stroking it once making him rear up slightly to her touch, she patted him on the thigh and backed away from his reach. The whole time Luc remained silent but his eyes never left her face. The stunning baby blues were twinkling around dilated pupils and his jaw muscles were clenching and unclenching as he fought for control.

  Rachel moved towards a panel by the door that controlled an in built sound system throughout the house – another one of Nate’s passions. He was a gadget man who loved to keep up with the latest technology and she had to admit this is one thing he’d installed that she absolutely loved. Luc watched patiently as she studied the keypad and then tapped away for a few seconds. The soulful sound of Marvin Gaye singing ‘Sexual Healing’ flooded the room and Luc threw his head back and laughed. Rachel stood facing him with her feet apart and a sultry expression on her face. Her hair was slightly mussed; her lips swollen from his kisses and her eyes hooded. Luc had never seen her look sexier and he so badly wanted inside of her but evidently she had a plan and he wasn’t about to derail it by rushing her along.

  Rachel unpopped the button on her jeans and slowly pulled out her blouse; Luc’s attention was focused on her every movement. Rachel teased the buttons on her blouse undone and shrugged it off her shoulders baring her satin bra. She circled her already aching nipples tweaking the hard buds so they stood out visibly against the expensive fabric and the boy on the bed groaned and touched himself.

  Luc’s obvious excitement spurned Rachel on. She dragged down the zip on her jeans and slowly stepped out of them. Luc bolted upright, his cock still in his fist.

  “Fucking hell – what are you wearing? Turnaround
and let me see your arse - oh my god Rachel turnaround please.”

  Kneeling on the bed practically begging, Luc was truly a sight to behold. Rachel twirled around hearing him sigh and before he could wank himself off she launched herself at him effectively straddling him. She felt his big hands clasp her bum cheeks as his erection hit the nub in her thong applying excessive pressure on her clit.

  “Oooooh” cried Rachel into Luc’s mouth as he devoured her lips and tongue in a chaotic assault.

  Twisting his body so Rachel was underneath him, Luc planted a hand either side of her head and dipped his tongue into the valley of her cleavage inhaling her unique smell. Rachel arched her back thrusting up in response to his fierce onslaught grabbing his arse and grinding her hips into his crotch. That insistent little bud of satin brushing against her clit was actually driving her insane.