Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 29

Abigail's Secret Pt 4

'Tom, do you want to have a relationship with me? I'm sorry to ask like this after we've just made love but that's one of the perils of getting older, you have fewer illusions and I'm painfully aware that you're twenty-eight and I'm fifty-three and you're a young, good-looking lawyer and I'm a sales assistant in a DIY store.'

I took my time answering, not because I didn't know what to say - words are my business - but because I very much wanted Abigail to believe me.

'Nobody would bat an eyelid if it were the other way around,' I began. 'If I were fifty-three and you were twenty-eight everyone would be congratulating us. The answer is yes,' I said after a pause, 'I do want to have a relationship with you and I don't give a shit what other people think. You're by far the most interesting and warm person I've ever dated and that's without your obvious physical attributes. And actually, the only people whose approval I might seek are my parents and they won't judge. They'll be very happy for us.'

She rolled on her side and laid an arm across my chest. 'Thank you for saying that.'

'What about you?' I asked. 'Do you want a relationship with me?'

There was a tiny pause. 'Yes,' she said. 'I do. But...'

'Freya,' I guessed.

'Yes. I haven't told her how young you are yet."

'Does she have a problem with you dating?'

'Not really,' replied Abigail, with some hesitancy. 'I have been asked out a lot, over the years, but it's not very often that I end up in bed with them. Not for years. But they've all been my age, or older. And besides, I don't always introduce them to my daughter.'

'So there is a problem?'

'No,' she said slowly, 'it's just... Look, come over to dinner next Saturday and meet Freya. I want you to meet her.'

I couldn't decipher, but I was thrilled that

and Abigail called

doing for the rest of the weekend?' I

to Freya,'

as we began the long journey of really getting to know one another. I asked Abigail how her daughter had taken the news of my youth and she said that Freya was surprised, but not totally against the idea. She also said that her daughter was looking forward to meeting me, which sent a little frisson of nervousness through me and I told myself not to

arrive with indecent haste. Not that I wasn't looking forward to

that my attire was neither too young nor an attempt to

and she led me into the kitchen where I presented her with flowers and wine. She was dressed in the same cocktail dress she'd had on last weekend and it occurred to me that she probably didn't have a very extensive wardrobe. Behind me was the

nose. But she wasn't as tall as her mum and her hair was jet black instead of chestnut and hung to the middle

she said, holding out her hand. 'I've been looking forward

her hand and feeling her

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who'd been standing watching us, picked up a bottle of wine and suggested we go into the lounge at the front

and attend to the dinner, Freya seemed to relax and started asking me questions about my work and my family. She was lively and intelligent, with a quick smile and I warmed to her and asked her about herself and her job. She worked in an estate agent's, she told me,

the conversation flowed richly and easily as we delved into the second bottle of red. Afterwards Freya

I would be interrogated as to my intentions regarding her mother and

boyfriend who's only a couple of years older than me. You are her boyfriend,

agreed. 'I think that's how I would describe

'She is fifty-three.'

know. Are you saying that

act of leaning back stretched the material over her bosom, which was full, like her mother's. 'No, not at all. I think you're making her very happy. It's just a bit

manner. While I hadn't made an enemy, it was clear that I still had work to

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