Loving Alex (25 page)

James has his hands full, me on the verge of another panic
attack and Lola a sobbing mess opposite.

“He’s a bigamist,” I whisper “I don’t think I’m married. I’m
divorcing a man that I don’t think I’m even married to!” I think out aloud,
“What else can go wrong with my life? James I need a drink, a big drink.”

James checks on Lola and squeezes my hand before walking to
the bar but keeping an eye on us both, he talks to the barman and quickly
returns. Within a few moments two very large Cognac’s have arrived, one for
Lola and one for me.

I pick up the glass and sip the dark amber liquid, it burns
my throat as I swallow, I wince. “I don’t think I’m married James.” I look at
him, I must look blank, expressionless, that’s how I feel, I don’t know how I
feel, I’m empty, no I’m happy, am I happy? It’s too much to take in, I’m
stunned.

“What’s my name? Am I Alex Drake or Alex Golding? Was I ever
Alex Drake?” I don’t really know who I’m talking to, it’s just words tumbling
from my mouth.

Lola reaches for her drink. At least she knows what’s been
going on, apparently she doesn’t approve, but she knew.

“Lola?” I draw her attention to me, she looks up. “Did you
ever wonder why your dad was never home at weekends? Especially these last few
years, you must know he was only
with
us at weekends!”

She puts her glass down, “No, he’s never been around much.
I’ve seen him more since you came here than ever before, it was always just the
three of us and him popping in, always working away.”

I nod, “That’s what we were told too. I can’t believe he has
two children with your mum. I’m stunned! Where’s Josh now?” I ask.

“At work. He works at a factory, only nights that’s all he
could get.”

I bring my hands to my face, “I’m having difficulty in
taking all of this in.” I mutter. I take the glass of Cognac and down the lot
in one go. “Can I have another?” I hold the glass out to James.

He looks at me, shocked I think that I’ve asked for another
drink. “Are you sure? You don’t normally drink!”

“Another!” I snap, “and I think Lola could do with one too.”

James signals to the barman and points towards the two
brandy glasses, when the drinks are delivered he asks for club sandwiches and a
bowl of chips to be brought over. Then he just sits and watches us both as we
drink back the Cognac, both of us staring into space slowly getting plastered.

“I need to talk to Shauna,” I slur, “I may not have to
divorce him. Hey I’m probably not even married. Oh God, Anna, Anna was born out
of wedlock – crap!” I’ve not felt so tipsy for years.

James rests his hand on my knee. “Alex, calm down. We’ll
sort it all tomorrow - don’t jump to any conclusions just yet.”

I down my second large Cognac as Marcus appears, “I thought
you only wanted her for a few minutes, that was an hour ago,” he sniffs.

James looks at Marcus, shaking his head. “Lola won’t be
coming back tonight, you’ll have to make do without her mate, sorry.”

Marcus looks at us both, sniffs the air, huffs and waltzes
back to his precious restaurant just as the sandwiches and chips arrive.

“Not hungry anymore,” I slur to James, the Cognac having
clearly gone straight to my head. “Can we go home?”

My darling James, ever the gentleman, looks at Lola, “What
are you doing tonight?”

“I’ll go back to my room. I’ll be fine. As Mrs. Drake says,
at least I knew, well knew most of it anyway,” she looks so tired.

“Are you sure?” James asks.

She stands to leave. “I’m fine. Really I am. I’m just so
pleased that it’s out in the open. I’ll ring Josh, I’m sure they’re married but
Josh will know.”

I reach out for her hand, “Be careful Lola, please look
after yourself. Lewis can be very nasty, but I’m sure you know that. Your mum,
well I thought she was lovely when I first let her into my home but now, well
now I’m not so sure.”

“Mrs. Drake. You don’t need to tell me. They’re made for
each other.” She turns and leaves leaving me shocked, totally.

James reaches for my hand. “So, I may well be possibly
marrying someone who is a
Miss
after all!”

“Don’t James, don’t joke about it please! I’m supposed to be
going to Birmingham tomorrow to look at apartments and see Shauna. I don’t feel
like looking at property now, but I really do need to see Shauna now – don’t
I?” I feel light headed, slightly drunk!

He grips my hand tightly, “I think you do! Shall I get
Archie to run you home, do you want to go home? I’ll call Benito and make sure
someone stays at yours tonight, especially after what we’ve just found out.”

In a sudden change of heart I feel the need to be loved,
“What about the pool?” I smile, “I missed you this morning!” My speech feels
slurry and my face feels tingly, I think I may have had a drop too much to
drink!

He smiles. “You still up for that? I thought you might want
to go straight home after the
revelation
from Lola. And all of those
large drinks!”

“No, oh gosh no James, I would never turn down great sex,
I’ve got years to make up for!” I say really quite loudly, blushing when I
realise what I’ve said and that the people around us have stopped talking and
are looking at me. Hell, I don’t care – amazing what a bit of alcohol can do
for your inhibitions!

He pulls me up from my chair, “Come on then.” He leads me
from the bar and into the orangery. I feel like my legs are going in the
opposite direction to where I want them to go, it’s been years since I’ve had
too
much to drink
and I’d completely forgotten what it felt like! We go through
to the ladies changing room and he produces two large fluffy white towels,
“I’ll check the doors, no interruptions this time!” He doubles back to secure
the doors to the new complex.

I strip out of my dress and wrap the towel around me. I
fumble with my hair making sure it’s securely fastened and wait for James to
return. After a few minutes he comes into the changing room with a small black
drawstring bag.

I look down at his bag, “What’s that?”

“Mind your own business.” He says as he kicks his Chelsea
boots off and undoes his black trousers dropping them to the floor, followed by
the black boxers and finally the shirt. His back is to me, I can’t resist I
stand and wrap my arms around his waist laying the side of my face against his
glorious firm, smooth back, right between his shoulder blades. “I love you
James.” I half slur and half whisper. He turns and holds me, leaning forward he
places those firm, soft lips upon mine kissing me, his tongue lapping against
my bottom lip forcing me to open. I quiver inside as his hands work the towel
free from around my breasts, it falls to the floor, I feel his fingers on my
breast squeezing, needing gently, his thumb grazing over my hard nipple.

He pulls me towards the poolside “Come on lady, Jacuzzi
tonight I think!”

I bend to pick up my towel and he slaps my arse as I bend over,
“Oi!” I yelp as I nearly wobble over, I’m very off balance!

He laughs, “Only getting my own back. Tat’s looking veerry
nice.” He runs his fingers over my strawberry.

We walk onto the poolside, well actually he walks I sway,
both naked I look down and see that huge thick cock, semi erect and almost
leading the way to the Jacuzzi. He presses the button on the floor with his
foot and the bubbles start, the giant effervescent Jacuzzi, “In you get,” he
holds my hand as I step into the warm, bubbling water feeling a bit wobbly as I
go. I find a step and another and eventually plonk onto one of the moulded
seats. He climbs in after me leaving his little drawstring bag on the side. I
want to know what’s in it!

Once in he nudges my legs apart with his knees and kneels
between them, he leans forward and kisses my nipples one by one, grazing them
with his teeth, his big palms holding my waist as he toys with my nipple in his
mouth. He leans forward over my shoulder, I glance to see what he’s doing,
“Close your eyes!” He snaps as he fiddles with the bag. I struggle to say
seated as the high power jets push me away from the side.

“You’re being bossy!” I giggle.

He huffs, “Umm. Just close your eyes Blossom!” He orders
again.

I feel his lips on mine again and his palm travelling up the
inside of my thigh, the bubbles from the Jacuzzi emphasising every touch making
my skin ultra-sensitive, then I feel an intense pleasure, “Woah, what’s what?”
I cry out.

“Enjoy Alex, just relax.” He kisses my neck, nibbles my ear,
his legs holding mine open. I feel his fingers divide by labia and “God
almighty James!” I nearly take off as whatever he has stimulates my clit beyond
belief, more than anything else I have could ever imagine.

“Hell James, God!” Whatever he has is vibrating away sending
me into a frenzy. I try to move my legs, close them but he’s wedged firmly
between them “Good Alex, relax.” He whispers.

I’ve bubbles and water jets shooting at me in every
direction, this handsome man, naked wedged between my legs and whatever he has
in his hand making me reach my climax too bloody quickly.

“Aaargh!” I cry out throwing my head back, my inhibitions
completely gone, maybe as a result of the brandy. I ram my fingers into the
side of the moulded Jacuzzi gripping hard as he continues to work that thing
into me. “I’m coming James, hell. Fucking hell James!” I yell at the top of my
voice as my body shakes wildly. “Move your sodding legs!” I shout at him as I
try to close mine. He smiles, that killer smile and looks directly at me, firmly,
“No!” He replies.

I shudder again and again. Until he finally relents and
moves whatever device he has and places it on top of his little black bag.

“What was that?” I gasp, still feeling the effects of my
multiple orgasms, still shaking.

He kisses me deeply, “Oh, just a little thing I got, just
for you, I thought you’d like it.”

“Like it! It’s was bloody amazing. I’ve never felt anything
like it ever! James, I need you inside me – now!” I demand, the effects of the
two large drinks earlier now fully allowing me to feel totally liberated. God I
feel turned on, totally wanton and pissed!

He grins at me, “What the lady asks for, the lady gets!” He
lifts me up slightly so that my legs are wrapped around his waist, I feel his
hardness at my entrance, I’m still tingling all over as he thrusts into me, I
feel so incredibly full, “God Alex, you are so fucking amazing!” He grumbles as
he drives into me. The bubbles and jets of the Jacuzzi playing havoc with every
inch of my so private places, between my legs, my arse, the insides of my
thighs, the lower part of my back, it’s like sitting in a vibrator let alone
using one!

James continues to pump into me, holding me close as he
works against the water. He holds me close, very close my face buried into his
firm chest. “I love you Alex,” he grumbles, “so fucking much. Please don’t ever
doubt how much!”

He pounds again and again, driving hard into me, he groans
again and I feel his release, little pulses inside me over and over.

He gives one last thrust as he collapses over me, bracing
his arms at either side of my head and kisses me deeply, thoroughly and
completely.

“What was it?” I ask.

“What?”

“Your
thing,”
I nod towards the black draw string
bag. He reaches for it and takes out a small pink finger shaped device with soft
hedgehog like spines. He flicks it on and it vibrates, he runs is along my
cheek. “It’s veerry nice,” I grin widely, “got any more, you know of that sort
of thing?”

“Alex Drake, or whatever your name is, you naughty girl!” He
grumbles to the side of my cheek, “I may have one or two things. I’ll have to
have a look through my collection.”

“Collection!” I’m astounded, “you’ve got a
collection?”

“I may have.” He sits beside me and puts his arm around my
shoulder. We sit for what must be half an hour as the warm water bubbles around
us.

I stand and start to move out of the Jacuzzi a little
wobbly, “I’m going to shrivel if I don’t get out.” My legs feel like jelly
wanting to go in their own direction, he climbs out before me and helps me as I
eventually step out from the huge bubbling pool. I wrap myself in the large
towel and move towards the changing room giggling as I sway along the poolside.
I shower briefly, pat myself dry before dressing.

“James,” I slur, “can you come with me tomorrow, to
Birmingham? I’d rather go with you than Jake?”

He looks at me, “I’d love to but you know I can’t. Look, I
hand over to Robbie in literally a couple of weeks. You’ve got next week and
the week after and then we’ll be working together full time. You’ll be okay
with Jake, he’s a good bloke. I’ll call Benito from the car when I run you
home, we won’t bother Archie now, you need someone at home tonight, just to be
sure.”

“Fine!” I pout.

He sighs deeply. “Alex, don’t sulk please, you make me feel so
bad. You know I can’t get out of it. Please don’t be upset,” He pulls me into a
hug, “I would if I could, but Marcus can’t cover all day and Robbie has to have
some time off, if he hadn’t asked for tonight off it wouldn’t have been a
problem. You’ll be fine tomorrow, really. We’ve someone lined up to take over
from Robbie, a new assistant manager. Two weeks Alex, two weeks that’s all!” He
tries to comfort me, but I really wanted him tomorrow, not Jake, especially
when I see Shauna.

I look up at him, “And what do I say to Anna? How do I tell
her about Lewis, Muriel – shit James, she’s a half brother and sister she knew
nothing about!”

“You’ll find a way, she’s a clever girl, a bright girl!
She’ll be okay. You’ll see.” He reassures me.

We walk to the Jaguar and James opens the door for me, I
slide in and once he’s in himself we pull out of the car park.

“Have you heard when the Audi will be ready?” I ask, slumped
back in the seat feeling really quite woozy.