Aftershock

Jessica woke up on Monday morning and found an empty space in the bed where James should have been.

After they’d got home from the confrontation with his father James had gone straight to the study and worked on his website, keeping himself locked away until the early hours of the morning, long after Jessica had retired for the evening. He had slept in one of the spare rooms so he didn’t wake Jessica up when he went to bed.

When she came downstairs a little after eight o’clock she found him sitting at the breakfast bar, brooding over a coffee and already dressed in his gym gear comprising of black shorts and t-shirt.

“Morning,” she said and kissed him. “You look ready to go.”

“Morning, yeah, I’m ready. What time is she getting here?”

“Nine o’clock. How are you feeling?”

“Fine.”

“James…”

“What?”

“Please, tell me the truth. How are you feeling? You must be upset after what happened yesterday?”

“I’m annoyed and angry. I shouldn’t have let him intimidate me like that.”

“James, he’s twice your size, it’s not a fair fight. There’s no way you can take him on. Not like that anyway.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s more than one way to win a battle. Your father is a bully who uses **** and intimidation to get his way. But that’s all he’s got, take that option away and he’s got nothing left in the locker.”

“Sounds good but how do I take that option away?”

“I was thinking about that last night. We have the law on our side. If we call the police they will meet us at the property to prevent a breach of the peace while you get your things. A friend of mine did that once when she split up with her boyfriend and…”

“I’m not calling the police.”

“I thought you might say that. There are other ways we can use the law, we could set a solicitor on him.”

James burst out laughing, “Set a solicitor on him? He’d just laugh at you.”

“He won’t laugh when two bailiffs turn up at his door to forcibly remove your belongings. And they’d charge him for the privilege too. Trust me, it’s a nightmare when the lawyers get their teeth into you.”

“You really think that could work?”

“Yes, I do. Dani knows some people who do this sort of work, we can ask her when we see her.”

“Okay then, yes, let’s do it. And thank you, I’m sorry I was a bit sulky.”

“Don’t mention it. Right then, shall we have breakfast?”

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After breakfast, while Jessica was getting ready for their workout, James mused over what she had said. His pride was hurt at being intimidated by his father in front of her, but she was right of course, he was no match physically for his father. His melancholy state that morning was a mix of emotions from the confrontation the previous day and the lack of having retrieved the picture of his mother.

But within a few minutes of speaking to Jessica all those feelings had vanished. Instead, he was filled with her infectious excitement at what the day held for them. But along with that excitement came plenty of nerves, he’d never had a proper workout or a business meeting before. He wasn’t sure which one worried him more.

“Wow,” he said when Jessica came walking into the kitchen.

“What?” she said, looking down at herself to see what was wrong.

“You look gorgeous.”

“Really? It’s just a bit of gym gear,” she said, blushing unexpectedly.

In Jessica’s mind it was just simple gym gear, tight black yoga pants and a tight sports bra crop top that was not intended to cause a reaction. James thought differently though.

“True, but you make it look hot,” he said, staring at her crotch.

“What?” she said, now fully red-faced.

“Do you wear knickers under those?”

“No, why…oh heck, I’ve got a bit of camel toe going on. Should I change?”

“No, you look perfect as you are.”

She gave him a kiss and said, “Thank you.”

“Remind me, how do you know…” he said, fumbling for the name of the fitness coach.

“Emily? She’s a friend of a friend I met at a wedding a few years ago. We’re not friends so to speak, but we do move in similar social circles.”

Then the doorbell rang.

“Emily! Hi!” Said Jessica, when she opened the door.

“Hey Jess, how are you?”

“Oh I’m good, how’s Kelly?”

James watched from the kitchen as the two women briefly caught up on the gossip of their mutual friend. He hadn’t been sure what to expect, he’d never met a fitness coach before, but Emily wasn’t what he thought she’d be. He’d imagined a fierce-looking, super-toned Amazonian that was bursting with hyper energy. But Emily was bubbly and girly with a slim, slight figure. She was around the same height as Jessica and wore a similar outfit too, although her yoga pants were electric blue and finished above her calf. He thought she looked to be in her early to mid-twenties and had bright red hair tied back into a ponytail.

“Emily, this is James, the guy I told you about,” said Jessica when they came through to the kitchen.

“Hi James,” she said and hugged him briefly.

“Hi,” he said, feeling his face turn red.

All of Jessica's tutelage had completely abandoned him, he just stood there staring at Emily like a fool.

“So what’s the plan for today then?” Said Jessica.

“That’s up to you guys really,” said Emily. “What stage are you at with your normal routine, do you work out often?”

Jessica shrugged her shoulders, “I haven’t been in the gym for months, longer probably. James has never been in a gym, plus he’s carrying an injury, some minor bruising to his ribs.”

“Okay, so we’ll take it easy today then, just some stretching and light floor work maybe. We can take it up a notch over the next few sessions.”

“That sounds good. Speaking of the next session, what’s your availability like?”

“My schedule, like my social life, is horribly empty, I can accommodate most times really. Although evenings and weekends are usually better, I work during the week.”

“You’re not working this morning?” Asked Jessica.

“No, I took time off to come and see you.”

“Oh Emily, you didn’t have to do that, I feel bad now.”

“No it’s fine, I’ve got a lot of favours in the bank with my boss, she owes me. So, shall we get started?”

As Emily led them through a light workout two things struck James. Firstly, light workouts were hard work, and secondly, watching two hot women in a gym is incredibly erotic. He couldn’t take his eyes off them as they pushed, pulled and bent their bodies about right in front of him. Hiding the semi in his shorts was becoming more and more difficult so he was grateful for the end of the session for a variety of reasons.

“So how was your first work out James?” Asked Emily as they made their way from the gym to the house.

“Good. I’m seriously out of shape though, I’ll do better next time.”

“I thought you did very well,” said Emily, then turned to Jessica as they entered the kitchen, “So when do you want me to come back?”

“How does Thursday evening and Saturday morning sound to you?”

“I can do that, say six o’clock on Thursday, and what, ten on Saturday?”

“Perfect, here, let me get some cash for you.”

“Could you ping it to my bank instead?”

“Even better, less trips to the bank for cash,” smiled Jessica.

“Great, I’ll text you the details later. Right then, I’m off, nice to meet you, James.”

“Likewise, nice to meet you, see you on Thursday,” he said with a smile.

As soon as Jessica closed the door behind Emily she turned to James with a wide grin on her face.

“Oh my god, she’s totally got the hots for you!”

“Really?”

“YES! Didn’t you notice the way she was checking out the bulge in your shorts?”

“I thought I hid that quite well.”

“I don’t think you could hide that thing if you tried. Especially when you’ve got a semi, at one point I thought you were going to burst out of your shorts.”

“I feel embarrassed now.”

“James, don’t ever be embarrassed about your cock. Trust me, it’s fucking awesome.”

James’ heart was pounding, he wanted her badly but his nerves were preventing him from making the first move.

Sharp-eyed as ever, Jessica raised a cheeky grin and said, “Is there something you want James?”

Ignoring his embarrassment at being read so easily he puffed his chest out and said, “Yes. I want you.”

“Well I’m not going to just give it to you, you’ll have to take it.”

It took James a second or two to understand her meaning. At least he hoped he understood her. He took a step towards her but she took a step back. She may have been moving away but the look in her eyes and the way she was biting her bottom lip told him a different story. After backing away a few more paces Jessica ran out of room and bumped into the kitchen table.

“I seem to be cornered, now what are you going to do with me?”

Unsure of how to answer, James stayed silent and tried to look confidently into her eyes.

Jessica just stood there, staring at him, doing her best to give as many overtly obvious signs that she wanted him as could without actually saying it. ‘Come on James, you can do this, take charge,’ she thought to herself.

James took a deep breath, then pressed his body against hers. He was about to kiss her and nibble on her neck but his instincts told him that was not the right move here. Instead, he slowly but firmly grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her forward a little then turned her around and pushed her head down so she was bent over the table. Her took a step back, placed his fingers in the waistband of her yoga pants and pulled them down to her knees. When she spread her legs apart he felt between her legs, her pussy was wet and his finger slipped easily inside her.

Leaving his finger in place, he used his other hand to pull his shorts down and line his cock up to where his finger was. As he pulled his finger out he replaced it with the tip of his cock, slowly parting her plump lips as he penetrated her.

Jessica threw her arms out in front of her, placing her hands flat on the table to try and brace against James’ weight as he entered her. His cock felt like it would never end as it slowly inched further and further inside her, stretching her beautifully. Now, James, she thought, now fuck me, take me hard. She wouldn’t say the words aloud though, she wanted to see how he performed without her guiding him.

When James was balls deep he sighed and left his cock there for a second, enjoying the view as much as the feeling. Jessica was surprisingly quiet he thought, wondering if something was wrong. Quickly banishing the thought from his head he regained his confidence, pulled his cock almost all the way out then slammed it in hard.

The air left Jessica’s lungs with an ‘ooof’, accompanied by the most glorious feeling of being filled and stretched. ‘That’s it, James, take me, take me hard’ she thought.

Spurned on by the clearly happy noises coming from Jessica, James thrust in and out, holding her fleshy hips for support and to pull her onto him. He was in his rhythm now and building quickly to a climax.

God yes, she thought, he’s got it, he’s found his mojo and…those were the last coherent thoughts she could manage before her climax hit her like a freight train.

James had stopped thinking about Jessica’s reaction and all the lessons she’d taught him. His mind was fixed on the feeling rising from his cock and throughout his body and the sight of his length as he hammered away at her cunt. His ears were filled with the sounds of her climax, those yells interspersed with random words and his name were like music to his ears. When he was ready he didn’t try and hold back as he had before, he let it take its course and came when he was ready.

With a final, hard thrust James pushed deep inside Jessica and burst a steaming load into her. In that moment the world was empty but for the blissful waves coursing through her body.

James grunted as his body tensed and released the last of his load into her. He didn’t pull out though, he stayed inside her, bent forward and bit the back of her neck. Then, with a deep, raspy voice he whispered into her ear.

“You asked me what I was going to do with you? I think you have your answer.”

Jessica’s body trembled, her knees gave way and were it not for the table she would have collapsed onto the floor. Those words alone were enough to cause a very unexpected and intense orgasm, like an aftershock following a major earthquake.

The boy she’d met in the supermarket was no more. She now had a man in her life, a lover who drove her wild and filled her mind with ever-present thoughts of the erotic bliss he could bestow on her at will.

And they were just getting started.