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.'

which I couldn't decipher, but I was thrilled that Abigail was showing

breakfast and Abigail called a taxi - she wouldn't let me

for the rest

the news to

didn't see each other that next week, although we spoke on the phone most nights, and they were warm and far-ranging conversations 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

haste. Not that I wasn't looking forward

and dressed carefully, making sure that my attire was neither too young nor an attempt to cover my youth. In

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.

hooked nose. But she

her hand. 'I've been looking forward to meeting

her hand and

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of wine and suggested we go into the lounge at

that first bottle a little too quickly, no doubt we were all a little nervous. I sat on the settee next to Abigail and Freya sat on the single chair. The conversation was a bit stilted but when Abigail excused herself to go and attend to the dinner, Freya seemed to relax and started asking me questions about my work and my

great success, the food was varied and well prepared and the conversation flowed richly and easily as we delved into the second bottle

to my intentions regarding her mother and Freya lost no time in

mum having a boyfriend who's only a couple of

agreed. 'I think that's how I would

'She is fifty-three.'

know. Are you saying that you

black trousers and a pale-blue satin blouse. The 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

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

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