Chapter 44

Upon finishing out meals, we were both tipsy and thought it best to save some of the night for more spirits elsewhere. After paying the check, they both went to Morgan and asked for a cab. Morgan did so immediately.

“I trust your stay with us was enjoyable?” asked Morgan.

“I think I had the best lasagne I have ever had. Thank you for a wonderful meal.” I said.

Morgan nodded and looked at Aunt Jenny. “And how was Mrs. Logan’s meal?” he asked. Aunt Jenny had a grin on her.

“It was truly wonderful and my husband here knows more about wines than he let on. That Pinot Noir was excellent.” She said. I missed the “husband” part and looked at Morgan with one eyebrow raised thinking about his addressing my Aunt as “Mrs. Logan”. I felt a finger on my lips as I was about to open them to protest but I kept silent after that. Aunt Jenny pulled me toward the door holding my arm as if I was leading her.

AS we got outside, the warm night air seemed to have a calming effect. We sat silently and waited for the cab to show up. Once it did, we piled into the back and told the driver to head to the nearest classy bar.

After we arrived, we headed straight for any corner table or booth we could find and sit down. When we found one, a waitress was already waiting to take our orders. I ordered a Rum and Coke while Aunt Jenny ordered a Bloody Mary. She sat next to me and we listened to the live music onstage. It wasn’t loud but loud enough. The waitress returned with our drinks then promptly left our table. We sat there taking sips and watching the band play.

After half of her drink was gone, she leaned over into me. I settled back and let her get comfortable. The waitress came back to check on us and we both ordered Margaritas for our next round.

“I like this place Aunt Jenny. You have excellent taste as usual.” I said. She looked up at me and smiled. She then reached up behind my head and pulled my head closer to hers and kissed me on the lips. Not one of those family type kisses but a short one albeit deeper kiss.

My mind seemed to have gone totally blank at that moment and as I started to kiss her back, she pulled away and held my gaze.

“I think it’s time that while your with me you should call me Jenny. Just Jenny.” She said. I cocked an eyebrow as if to question what I heard. She smiled and nodded.

“I’m glad you liked it Ben. I’m also glad our cab driver knew about this place. I couldn’t remember the name but classy it is.” She said changing the subject back to my original comment. I just sat there dumbly trying to figure out what was going on through the

muzziness of the drinks. She nestled into me further and I could swear I heard or rather felt her sigh. A few moments later I felt one of her hands on my thigh and gave a gentle squeeze. I was so muzzy from drink that it took a moment to process what was happening.

Reactively or by instinct, I didn’t know what was what at this point, my right hand tucked around her slender waist and gently rubbed her stomach through the fabric of her dress. Her hand went to stroking my thigh and an all too familiar ache began to stir down there.

Suddenly she sat up and in a flowing motion to leave the booth took my hand and pulled me up with her. I went with the flow and she headed for the dance floor. Not caring now about what transpired in the booth, we hit the dance floor and had a blast just cutting loose. After the fourth song, we left the floor and got back to our booth gasping and laughing.

“Oh my God! I haven’t had so much fun in forever it seems!” she said breathless. The muzzy feeling seemed to have diminished some as most of our Margarita’s were still intact. She gulped hers and I sipped mine. I was curious about her behavior now. She was acting like she was in her twenties at sixty. I had a sudden anxious moment as the thought hit me that

she might have health problems I wasn’t aware of. The thought of her just dropping dead of a heart attack sobered me up considerably.

She turned and kissed me on the lips again but held it longer this time. I kissed back. She pulled away and looked in my eyes in contemplation. I gave her a wry smile and her mouth dropped open. I lifted her jaw closed and gave a half smile and a wink. Before she could react, I pulled her close and waved to our waitress to come over.

“Yes sir?” the waitress said.

“Do you have Champagne here?” I asked.

“Yes. Would you like me to bring two glasses?” she asked.

“No. I think we’ll take two bottles and check out.” I said.

The waitress smile slyly, turned and headed to fill the order. Jenny looked up at me.

“Champagne! What’s the occasion or should I ask?” Jenny said.

“We are going home to toast the end of our miserable lonely lives for better tomorrows.” I said.

“Oh? And how do you propose to end our miserable lonely lives? Have you figured out something I haven’t?” she said in a mock serious tone. I smiled and kissed her nose. I had taken what she had initiated and fully intended to fulfill her desire.

“I intend to finish what you started and I believe you’ll thoroughly enjoy it.” I said. She hit me with several questions and I ignored them. She even thumped her fist on my chest in an attempt to get me to talk.

The waitress returned with two bottles of champagne and the check. I paid the bill and asked the waitress if she would mind calling us a cab too and tipped her a ten. She had a grin on her face now and she went off to call for a cab. A few minutes later a cab did show up. I helped Jenny in and climbed in myself and gave the cab driver the address.

Jenny sat quietly but occasionally bit her bottom lip. I could see the wheels were turning and trying to work out what I had said. She looked at me several times with expressions of curiosity, concern and worry. I figured when she got that last one she had come to some sort of conclusion. When she looked over to me again with that worried look, I leaned over and kissed her gently. Her eyes closed and she kissed back.

As I started to pull away, she went with me and kept our lips locked until she couldn’t lean any further over. I stared ahead but in my peripheral vision, I could tell she was staring at me and then I felt a hand on my thigh again.

Just then the cab bumped over a speed bump at the entrance to the driveway of her house. The spell broken, she sat upright and folded her hands in her lap until the cab stopped. I paid the driver, got out and went around to her side. Setting the champagne down I opened the door, held out my hand and helped her out. Closing the door the driver almost

immediately took off not bothering to make sure we were clear of the car to earn his next fare. I instinctively grabbed Jenny around the waist and pulled her clear as I was sure the mirror would have clipped her. I shook my fist at the driver and noticed Jenny was holding on to me and looking up at me.

“Thank you Ben.” She said in a husky voice. I didn’t relinquish my hold on her waist as I made sure the cab driver didn’t hit anything or anyone in his rush to leave. When he took off, I looked down at Jenny and she was staring me in the eyes. A softer look now than before.

“Shall we go inside?” I asked. She shook her head. “Where then?”

“To the pool.” She said and began to lead off letting her arm fall from around my waist. I let her go and knelt to pick up the champagne bottles. I turned my head to see which way she was heading and was entranced as my eyes followed her.

She walked with a sway to her hips I don’t remember ever seeing her having before. It was a seductive rather than a regular hip-swinging style of walk. It was amazing to watch. Before I knew it she turned her head and looked back at me smiling.

“Are you coming?” she asked in a sultry voice. My mind was thinking I should be in more ways than one after seeing her walk that way. I gulped knowing what I was doing but the fact that she was perpetuating it was incredibly arousing.

I stood up and caught up with her in only a few strides. My mind knew what we were about to do and my cock was reacting with an intensity I haven’t felt in a long long time. I held our my arm to her and she took it and hugged it as we walked to the fence gate that opened to the back yard.

She punched in a key-code on the keypad and the lock clicked. I pulled the door open and let her through then pulled the door closed behind me. The yard was lit up with accent lighting low to the ground and gave the impression of a very large area surrounded by trees, bushes and an assortment of flower beds. She loved gardening and it showed in the little

light there was. I also noticed that the area felt totally secluded and with the new moon, was absolutely dark where the light couldn’t reach.

“It seems like we’re out in the middle of nowhere.” I said looking up and saw the stars blazing overhead.