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“What’s funny?” asked Jess coming
up behind Luc. “Wow you both look fab!” she gushed looking her mother and her
friend up and down.
 

 

“You look lush, Mummy!”
 
Lucy agreed, “And you don’t look so bad
yourself Lulu.” Luc groaned and Rachel laughed.

 

“Lulu? Seriously?” she asked them.
Luc sneered at the twins, “they know how much I bloody hate that nickname.
Don’t encourage them; please!”

 

“You love it!” laughed Jess
linking arms with Lucy and Luc dragging them off to the car leaving Rachel to
lock up.

 

“I’m not sitting all the way in
the back,” complained Lucy. “Me neither, sorry” agreed Jess as they whined
about not creasing their outfits by having to climb over seats. Standing their
ground, neither twin made any move to get in the vehicle.

 

“Oh it’s alright for me to
scramble around then!” Rachel huffed giving in to her daughters too easily as
she hitched up her pencil skirt so she could step into the vehicle. Luc was
only too delighted.

 

“Here let me help you Mrs Renton,”
he offered standing behind her, effectively blocking the line of sight from
Jess and Lucy. Just as well, as Luc’s idea of helping was to shove one of his
big hands in between her thighs pressing against the thin material of her
underwear, at the same time as placing the other one on her bum and propelling
her forward into her seat. Before Rachel had a chance to react to his stomach
flipping touch, the twins bounced into the seats in front preventing her from
saying anything. Glancing at Luc out of the corner of her eye, she could see a
huge grin on his face. The dimples were in full attack mode and only she could
see the outline of his semi-hard erection tenting the front of his suit pants.

 

“Oh boy” she thought to herself,
“this was going to be a very long lunch!” Luc was clearly now in a playful mood
and the thought of how he was going to tease her this afternoon made her squirm
in her already damp knickers.

 

Luc leaned back in his seat and
reached behind him to grab the seatbelt. As he dipped his head to his left to
see where the buckle went, he caught a whiff of Rachel’s intoxicating scent.
She always smelled so delicious - it was one of the things that drew him to her.
The erotic mix of expensive perfume and her unique fragrance that seemed to
linger long after she had gone rocked his senses in the close confinement of
the car and he was agonisingly hard for her. How the bloody hell he would be
able to concentrate on anything but what he wanted to do to her when he got her
alone was going to be challenging to say the very least.

 

Luc’s sexy grin hit her head on as
Rachel turned in his direction to fix her own belt.

 

“Here let me,“ he said, his deep
voice resonating right through her and he took the buckle sneakily covering her
small hand with one of his and not letting go even when she was all safely
secured. He dragged her hand over to his bulging crotch and captured it there
even while he could feel her struggling to pull her hand back to her own lap.
The unwitting wriggling of her fingers back and forth over his straining cock
was amazing. Shooting daggers at him, Rachel could feel the heat from his now
solid erection and it turned her insides to goo. Nevertheless she was getting
cross with his reckless behaviour so she punished him swiftly by pushing down
on his cock a little too hard which made Luc release her hand in reaction to
the hot jolt of pain in his groin.

 

“Ahh shit!” he jumped wincing in
shock.

 

“Luc? What’s up?” asked Lucy as
she turned to face him from the seat in front.

 

“Nnnothing Luce, just got my
finger caught in the seatbelt.”

 

Rachel coughed loudly getting his
attention. “Careful Luc dear – you might do yourself a damage.”

 

As his eyes widened in disbelief
at her words, Rachel chose the moment to cross her legs giving him a great view
of her thighs as her skirt rose to an indecent length. Settling down for the
journey Rachel’s expression was blatantly smug until Luc shifted slightly in
the seat adjusting himself whilst never breaking eye contact. The boy had no
shame and to Rachel’s frustration it turned her on in ways she didn’t dare try
and understand. The blue of eyes darkened and his lips twitched in amusement
fully aware of his effect on her. Shaking her head, Rachel wondered yet again
what the rest of the day had in store for her.

 

**********

 

The driver pulled off The Strand
into the forecourt of The Savoy where the four passengers alighted. They each
took a moment to appreciate their surroundings. The hotel and the theatre to
the right side felt sheltered from the busy main road linked as they were by
the covered forecourt. Water cascaded out of the ornate fountain in the middle
of the driveway and the glamour of their surroundings was hinted at by opulent
Art Deco accents decorating the entrance to the hotel.

 

It was such a treat for Rachel to
indulge Lucy, Jess and of course, their friend Luc, with something so special
that she could enjoy too. She sent a silent prayer of thanks to Nate for
providing her with the means to do so and let her mind fleetingly wonder how
his business was coping without him at the helm. Pushing those thoughts right
to the back of her mind, where she didn’t have to deal with what she knew she
could not be put off forever, Rachel linked arms with her baby girls and
graciously let the doorman guide them through to the foyer of this beautiful
hotel.

 

Flanked by Luc, looking like a
movie star in his new designer suit, they caused quite a stir among the guests
lounging around in the lobby, and many sets of eyes followed them as they made
their way up the stairs to the American Bar. Rachel couldn’t help notice how
the women openly admired Luc as he walked passed them oblivious to their
drooling stares. They stood up straighter; fiddled with their hair and sucked
in their stomachs hoping he would take notice of the open invitations in their
eyes. Rachel felt obscenely irked by all that unwelcome attention and she
wanted to taunt them with her intimate knowledge that his clothes did not do
the boy justice at all – that would give them a good reason to gawp!

 

**********

 

The American Bar did not
disappoint. Luxurious cream leather seats amid navy décor overlooking the
Thames and uniformed waiting staff discreetly depositing little bowls of olives
and mixed nuts, set the mood for what Rachel hoped would be a calm and relaxed
few hours.

 

Flicking through the Cocktail
menu, Rachel took a moment to watch the 3 young people with her. Clearly, Lucy
and Jess adored their friend and took great pleasure in teasing him, which he
took very good naturedly. They were all very touchy feely with each other but
it appeared to be purely platonic. Rachel wanted to make 100% sure that neither
of her daughters were carrying a torch for Luc as she in no way wanted to be
responsible for him neglecting them for her.

 

As if he could read her thoughts,
Luc raised his baby blues in her direction and gave her a sly wink. He reached
for an olive causing the fabric of his suit jacket to ripple around his muscles
enticingly captivating Rachel until he opened his mouth to pop in a black
olive. She watched mesmerised as he rolled the delicacy around his mouth;
chewed then swallowed. The action of his Adam’s apple bobbing as he did so was
alarmingly erotic, coupled with the tip of his tongue sweeping up the oil
residue on his lips and Rachel was done for. Her eyes fluttered closed and she
took a deep breath to calm herself.

 

In one night Luc had super charged
her libido and she was literally raging with lust for him. She had heard how
popular the cougar culture was and had previously written off these women as
sad, old and pathetic – and maybe she was also all of those things, but
fucking hell it felt fabulous. Luc didn’t make her feel creepy or middle aged
– just the opposite and for as long as it lasted Rachel would take every
glorious thing he had to offer her, because the love of her life had died far
too young and she was too lonely.

 

Switching to far more pressing
matters, Rachel coaxed the others into choosing her a cocktail and the 4 of
them poured over the menu trying to decide what would suit.

 

“Definitely a Martini.” Luc
insisted. Rachel cocked her head at him and he gestured at the menu. Under the
heading of Martini, Rachel read the description.

 


The most classic of cocktails, its origins are
shrouded in mystery, which only adds to its allure. The simplest of ingredients
and yet the most complex of flavours.”

 

Meeting his eyes over the heads of her girls
still studying the menu, she frowned at him questioningly.

 

“You.” He mouthed rolling his bottom lip
between his teeth; his blue eyes sparkling at her. Rachel’s heart felt like it
was going to thump right through her chest – he was so sexy he made her
swoon; literally. Luc’s easy confidence in his own appeal only made her want
him more invoking a heavy sweet hum in her pussy that refused to go away.

 

Squeezing her thighs together to try and ease
the throb, she licked her own lips and replied. “Martini it is then!”

 

After Rachel, Luc, Jess and Lucy
had each enjoyed a couple of cocktails, they weaved their way through the
lounge to the Riverside Restaurant. Ever the gentleman, Luc guided the ladies
to their seats strategically placing himself opposite Rachel. Jess sat by his
side and Lucy next to her Mum. There was a small quartet playing in the
background and the atmosphere was relaxed elegance. Rachel was enchanted with
the whole experience so far feeling truly light hearted. Of course the mix of
alcohol running through her system helped elevate her happy levels and she was
enjoying the time without the gloominess that had shrouded her for the previous
few months.

 

“Dad would have loved it here”
mused Jess thoughtfully.

 

“Mmm” agreed Lucy, “he would have
used his posh voice and pretended he knew what everything on the menu meant and
then ended up with disgusting food!”

 

They all laughed at the truth of
this and Rachel lost herself in a memory of a few years ago when they dined at
Claridges for their anniversary. Gordon Ramsay was cooking there at the time
and Nate was keen to try his food but because he wouldn’t admit he couldn’t
understand the culinary terms ended up with a spicy vegetarian dish he couldn’t
eat. Rachel spent the whole meal laughing at him grimacing every time he
swallowed a mouthful of food until he finally gave up. They had to stop for a
Big Mac on the way home.

 

Luc wondered what had caused the
wistful look on Rachel’s face. She was smiling warmly to herself obviously
distracted by something that had reminded her of happier times and her
melancholy hit him hard. His instinct was to wrap her in his arms hugging her
sadness away, but of course his friends may think that a little ott considering
the circumstances. So instead he nudged her knee with his hidden under the
table and it seemed to bring her back to the present.

 

“What shall I order guys?” he
asked generally. “I want something tasty, delicious and filling hmmm.”

 

“Ha!” Jess mocked, “Sounds like
Mum could do with some of that!”

 

Appalled at the unintentional
innuendo, Rachel snorted at the same time as swallowing a mouthful of fizzy
water. The bubbles went up her nose causing her eyes to water and she started
choking as the liquid got stuck going down.

 

“Mummy!” cried Lucy next to her
mopping Rachel’s chin with her napkin. “Jess, for god’s sake what’s wrong with
you? That’s just rude to talk about Mum like that…” and she threw a bread roll
that bounced off Jess’s head and landed at the feet of the waiter who had just
turned up to take their order.

 

“Oh bog off Lucy – you can’t
have forgotten how many times Mum and Dad ‘disappeared’ on us for hours at a
time.”

 

“Girls,” interrupted Rachel aware
a few heads had turned at the raised voices. She was in no mind to discuss her
love life with her kids, especially as the man responsible for reintroducing
her to the joy of sex was currently sitting at the table. “I am not going to
have a conversation with my daughters about any sexual activity past, present
or future for that matter. Please don’t embarrass me or Luc; it’s off limits
and none of your business quite frankly.”

 

Jess and Lucy had the good grace
to look contrite and mumbled a few words of apology for their bad behaviour,
completely oblivious of the fact that the waiter had not moved from his spot at
the side of their table. Standing there, clearly enjoying the drama with his
pen poised over his notepad, he politely enquired as to whether they were ready
to order.

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