The Road to Redemption (8 page)

“Well.... yes I have,“ John stumbled his words. In fact he had, but only in pictures in girlie magazines. Who was Alice? What woman carried a vibrator in her handbag?

“Just twist the knob at the bottom. You know what to do.”

The vibrator stirred into life with a soft buzzing sound. He lay beside Alice slowly working it in and out. She lay on her side, facing him, with both arms outstretched, with her hands on his shoulders. After a while she asked him to turn up the knob so the vibrator went a little faster. Then a while later she said, “Faster, now faster...... “ Next thing she let out a cry of pleasure, started shuddering and came again. This one seemed to go on even longer than the first one, until finally her body gave out a final shake, and then went limp. She just lay there now and looked at him, almost lovingly and certainly satisfied. He could now take in how beautiful her large eyes were. In the past he had been so busy looking at the rest of her, he hadn’t noticed.

John couldn’t believe this. What on earth did he have on his hands here? A beautiful multi orgasmic woman. But there was something even more. That moment of peace on the balcony and just then, that soft almost loving look she had given him, when for the first time he had noticed her eyes.

They lay there for what seemed quite a time. Alice with her eyes closed and John looking at her, studying her as she rested. He realized he didn’t really know much about this beautiful uninhibited, exotic creature, lying naked next to him. She had been in charge of him, right up until their final moments of love making, when she had totally surrendered to him. Sure she was beautiful, knowledgeable and into fitness, but he didn’t know much else about her. Who was she? He had to know more.

“Tell me Alice, where did you grow up?” he asked gingerly.

She slowly opened her eyes and answered quite willingly,

“I grew up in a commune near Nimbin, she said slowly, “My parents were probably what you would call hippies.”

“So you didn’t go to school?” pressed John

“Quite the contrary,” continued Alice. “We had open air classes every day where one of the parents would ask us what we would like to learn each day. Its amazing how quickly you pick up knowledge, when it is what you want to learn, rather than having things pushed down your throat, like they do in the school system. We used to do about four hours a day, then we were free to run around the bush, or do what ever we liked.”

“What about your parents?” John asked

“Well, they are still alive if that's what you mean. We left the commune when I was about 10. Dad became a Dr of Philosophy. He’s now a Professor at the University. Mum’s an artist, she’s had a number of successful exhibitions and is quite well known.”

Well, thought John, this certainly explains her free spirit and lack of inhibitions about sex. With a professor for a father no wonder she was so knowledgeable. There was a lot more he wanted to ask her, but just then he looked at the clock beside the bed.  Shit, it was 2 45pm; they had been away from the office for three hours. A sudden feeling of panic set in.

“Alice I will have to get back to the office.” She sensed the air of desperation in his voice.

“OK, I’ll get dressed.”

John was first dressed and quickly gathered up the glasses and put them in the sink. He would get the cleaners to attend to them and the bed when they came through later in the week. He tipped the remainder of the champagne down the sink but hung onto the bottle. He would have to dispose of that separately.

They didn’t say much to each other on the way back. John was still overwhelmed by the whole experience, while Alice seemed to be in some sort of a happy daze.

“You know where my name comes from?” she asked dreamily, out of the blue.

“Alice in Wonderland of course. Evidently my parents got stoned one night with their hippy friends at the commune and decided on the name. Pity though.”

“Why’s that?” asked John.

“Well I ended up with dark hair. Alice in Wonderland is always shown as having blonde hair.”

It was all getting too much for John. Compared to her, his parents had been boring working class people, who had never smoked a joint in their lives.

“Where can I drop you off?” asked John, now desperate to get back to the office.

“My car is parked just around the back of your office.”

As she got out of the car she casually turned to him,

“Well, I’ll see you on Thursday, won’t I?”

“What do you mean?” asked John?

“Well Bill will still be in Queensland and Audry will be at tennis.”

God, she is planning ahead, thought John.

“Well OK.” And with that she walked off down the street with her characteristic wiggle of her hips. Suddenly she was gone.

He parked the car and gingerly walked back into the office and handed Rebecca the keys at the front desk.

“How did that go?” she asked cheekily. John did not answer, she was only the junior and he had had enough of her cheek for one day.

Back through the office and luckily most of the agents, including Maria, were out. He was particularly glad Maria was out, as she had been right onto the situation.

About half an hour later Maria however returned. She casually put her head around his door.

“How has your day been John?”

“Fine,” he managed to blurt out.

She had that same look on her face as Rebecca.

Chapter 9 Thursday Bloody Thursday

Tuesday came and went. John couldn’t stop thinking about Alice. It was the best sex he had ever had in his life. So free and open and in a way so honest. They had both satisfied each other completely. Nothing like the boring sex with Audry. Still there was something about Alice he couldn’t work out. What was it, he just didn’t know? All he could think about was their next tryst on Thursday.

Rebecca and Maria had been giving him knowing looks in the office but he was on too much of a high to even care. The Wilson contract was proceeding smoothly and he had arranged for their house to be cleaned and the bed sheets washed and the bed remade.

He still had the empty bottle of champagne in his car. It was a sort of reminder of Monday afternoon. Every time he looked at it he felt a tingle down his spine. It was the reminder of a wonderful experience.

Wednesday came and went in much the same way. He was still on a high from Monday with Alice. Alice in wonderland he thought, she had certainly put him into wonderland.

Thursday morning he got up but oh no, it was raining, Audry would likely call off the tennis. However around 8:45 when he was just about to leave for work, as if by a miracle, the sky cleared and the sun came out.

“Looks like you will be able to go to tennis after all,” he called to Audry as he left the house.

“OK Hon, see you later.”

The morning seemed to drag, but as it did, he was getting more and more excited. Around 10:45 he could stand it no longer. He grabbed his coat and told Rebecca he would be out for a couple of hours and to hold all his calls. She gave him a funny look. Does she know he thought? No she couldn’t possibly.

The drive home took about 20 minutes and he went straight into the garage and quickly shut the door. The street was quiet surely no one had seen him. Not even that nosy old Jean who lived further down the street. He looked out the front gate. There was no one around. Quickly he crossed the road and rang Alice’s doorbell. She answered wearing a white towel around her head and another around her body.

“Sorry,” she said,

“I wasn’t expecting you for another hour. I’ve just come back from my walk and had a shower. You can wait in the living room while I change. Pour yourself a drink if you like.”

She looked as ravishing as ever, even with no make up and her hair in a towel.

He looked around the living room while she went to the bedroom. He had been here before but had never really sat down and taken it all in. The homes on this side of the street were federation, built in the early 1900’s, just like the one he and Audry had renovated. John’s side of the street had been built much later and his house had all the mod cons with an en suite, double garage etc. However as a real Estate Agent he knew there was always a big demand for federation houses, due to their charm, with their high patterned ceilings, archways with friezes, ornate fireplaces and beautiful timber floors.

Alice had her living room looking particularly classy, but with a warm rather than austere, feeling, John knew that a combination like this is particularly hard to achieve.  Most up market decor tends to take on a rather cold uninviting feeling. But here there was a mixture of old and new furniture, that all seemed to go together. He studied it and realized that it all blended in, due to the colours matching, between the old and the new. Very clever he thought, he would have no trouble selling this house, if given half a chance.

He was about to pour a drink from the antique drinks cabinet, when he caught a glimpse of Alice, through the partially open bedroom door. He couldn’t resist. She had the towel off her head and was sitting, using a hair dryer, in front of her dressing table mirror. He walked up behind her and held her hand, to stop her drying her hair. She looked up at him in the mirror. She was still sitting with her back to him. He took the dryer out of her hand, switched it off and put it on the dressing table beside her. He put both hands around her neck and under her chin from behind. Then he started to gently kiss her bare shoulders, like she had enjoyed so much at the Wilson’s house.

As he kissed her shoulders she slowly stood up and started to turn towards him. Without losing touch with her as she turned, he moved in his hands so they were now around her face, from the front. Then with him holding her face in both hands, they went into a passionate kiss. Next she pulled back slightly from him, her face was still in his hands. She released the towel, which slid effortlessly to the floor. She was now standing totally naked in front of him, while he was fully dressed. Again they kissed, he was possessing her naked body, while their tongues searched each other out. He moved his hands from her face, to her hips, to holding around her waist, then up her sides and around, to the back of her neck. Her hair was still damp as it caressed the backs of his fingers.

As they kissed her hand moved slowly down and unzipped his fly. She was now stroking his manhood, as his hands roamed all over her naked body. Then, as her hair slid up through his fingers, she went down into a squat position and started to slowly give him oral pleasure. But this was too much for John and he thought he was going to explode too soon. Reaching down he lifted her back up and kissed her deeply again. He was still fully clothed and she totally naked. Just as he was feeling fully in control, she released herself from him, pushed two hands against his chest and backed away from him. He wondered what she was doing. However she then positioned herself on the bed, lying on her side, propped up on one elbow and looking straight at him. To John she seemed like a beautiful artist’s model, striking a very provocative pose.

Suddenly he realized that he was no longer in control, she was. He needed to be naked too. She watched him intently as he removed everything, almost losing his balance, as lastly, he struggled to take off his socks. How awkward he felt, compared to her. She had simply stepped backwards and let the towel fall gracefully from her.

Next, he moved onto the bed beside her as she welcomed him with her arms outstretched.  She lay back as he kissed her body all over, starting at the top with a kiss then down to her breasts then down below. She was letting out small satisfaction noises as he worked on her pleasure. Then as the noises became more intense he rolled her over onto her stomach and gently took her from behind. This time he was right over the top of her, rather than side-by-side. She was now letting him be in charge, as she took her pleasure from him.

He really enjoyed this, as he was not able to do it with Audry. Within a few minutes or so Alice’s love noises grew louder and faster, until she was making her familiar muffled cries of pleasure and the shaking started. But this time knowing about her multi orgasms he held back. He was going to go with her on her second orgasm. After a while she went limp again and he rolled off her.