Web of Desire (7 page)

She sat on a bench in the park, feeling pleased that things were improving. The business was picking up, she had two men on the go … But her sexual
transformation
had been incredible. From a celibate prude to a nymphomaniac – she’d changed beyond belief. Looking up at the sun shining in a clear blue sky, she felt positive about the future. If her estimate for the large web site was accepted, she’d be able to afford some new clothes. If things carried on like this, there was a chance that she’d be able to buy some decent furniture and, possibly, a car.

Recalling her schooldays, Mandy remembered meeting Paula in the park. They’d play about on the swings, explore the woods … They’d been carefree days, days of happiness and no money worries. Paula used to say that she was going to be rich, and it seemed that her dream had come true. Mandy had never dreamed, and she thought that might have been her problem. If there are no dreams, they can’t come true, she reflected.

‘Mandy,’ a man said as he approached. ‘I haven’t seen you since you left home.’

‘David,’ she said softly, looking up at her parents’ next-door neighbour. ‘How are you?’

‘I’m fine. I was only saying to your dad the other day that I haven’t seen you in ages.’

‘I suppose I should go and see mum and dad,’ she sighed. ‘The weeks seem to pass so quickly and I never get time to go and see them.’

‘You’re looking good,’ he said, gazing at her short skirt, her naked thighs. ‘Mind if I join you?’

‘No, not at all.’

David was in his late forties, and Mandy had always got on well with him. He’d never married, and Mandy’s father had said that he was loaded. As David talked about her parents, Mandy’s thoughts turned to Paula. If she met David and discovered that he had money, she’d be trying to get off with him. But Paula wasn’t going to
meet
him, and Mandy wondered whether it was a good idea for her to meet Gary. Paula was a man-eater, and would be best kept away from Mandy’s male friends.

‘You might think this rather forward of me,’ David began, gazing into Mandy’s dark eyes. ‘But … would you like to come out for a drink one evening?’

‘Well, I … I don’t know,’ Mandy breathed.

‘I know I’m old,’ he said, chuckling.

‘No, no, it’s not that.’

‘I only mean as a friend, Mandy.’

‘Oh, I see.’

‘Good God, I didn’t mean anything else.’

‘Well, I …’

‘I’ve always liked you and … To be honest, I’ve always enjoyed your company. When your dad used to invite me round to his barbecues, you were always so friendly and … As I said, I enjoy your company.’

‘All right,’ Mandy said, smiling at him. ‘I’d love to go out for a drink with you.’

‘That’s great. You tell me when you’re free, and I’ll pick you up.’

‘I’m free this evening.’

‘Right, well, that’s settled.’

Giving him her address, Mandy thought that it would be nice to have David as a friend. Although Paula had talked about screwing older men, that wasn’t what Mandy wanted. David was a family friend. Sex wouldn’t come into it. Besides, she had Gary and John to use for sex. There was no point in soiling her friendship with David. Wondering where he’d take her that evening, she decided to wear her knee-length skirt and a blouse.

‘About seven o’clock?’ David asked her.

‘Yes, I’ll be ready,’ Mandy replied. ‘Don’t mention it to my parents. I mean, they might get the wrong idea.’

‘Don’t worry, I won’t even tell them that I’ve seen you. I was on my way to the bank, so I can’t stay. I’ll see you later.’

‘I’ll look forward to it, David.’

As she watched David walk away, Mandy imagined her parents discovering that she’d been out with him. If they heard that she’d been out for a drink or a meal with their middle-aged neighbour, they’d be bound to come to the wrong conclusion. Recalling the times he’d been round to the family barbecues, she knew that her parents would think him a pervert if they discovered that he was taking her out. He’d watched her grow up, he’d given her birthday presents … No one would know of her new friendship, she decided. Not even Paula.

David arrived at seven in a Mercedes, which Mandy thought was a coincidence. It would be great if Paula could see her now, she mused as she settled on the leather seat. A middle-aged man with money and a nice car … Paula would be extremely envious, Mandy thought as David drove off. Again unable to believe how her life had changed in such a short time, she was looking forward to the evening. David knew her life history, and there’d be no sexual advances. Just a lovely evening out with a good friend, she thought happily.

‘It’s great to see you after all this time,’ David said. ‘You’ve been away from home for two years now, haven’t you?’

‘That’s right. Two years struggling to pay the mortgage on my flat and trying to get my web-design business off the ground.’

‘You’re young, Mandy. You have all the time in the world. I don’t know whether you’re into country pubs, but I know of one down by the river which is
rather
nice. I thought we might have a drink and then wander along the river bank, seeing as it’s such a nice evening.’

‘Yes, that sounds good. It’ll be nice to get out of town for a change.’

‘I suppose that at your age you go clubbing most nights.’

‘No, I … I don’t get out that often.’

‘Really? Well, I hope you enjoy the evening with me. I’ve always liked the countryside. Even during my teens, I preferred the country to the town. My friends would go clubbing and I’d go for walks and find a nice country pub or …’

As David talked about his love of the countryside, Mandy felt at ease in his company. It was nice to go out as friends, she mused again as he pulled up outside the pub. Leaving the car and following him, she thought how much nicer this was than the wine bar in town. It was good to get away from people. But the pub was busy, the tables outside were all taken, and she began to think that it hadn’t been such a good idea. She’d hoped to spend the evening having a quiet chat with David, and she was pleased when he suggested they go for a walk before having a drink.

‘No boyfriend, then?’ David asked her as they walked down to the river bank.

‘No, not really,’ Mandy sighed. ‘To be honest, I don’t know that I want a permanent relationship.’

‘As you know, I never married. I suppose the right girl never came along but, apart from that, I could never see myself settling down.’

‘You must have had girlfriends?’ Mandy said as they followed the bend in the river.

‘Oh, yes, I’ve had girlfriends. But I’ve never had a meaningful relationship. I’m too old to find a girl now.’

‘You’re not old,’ Mandy said, with a giggle.

‘I’ve always liked younger girls and I’m far too old to attract them now.’

‘Girls of my age?’ Mandy prompted him.

‘Well, yes. I mean … don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to score with you. I find you incredibly attractive, and very sexy … What I mean is …’

‘I know what you mean, David.’

Sitting on the short grass in a secluded spot by the river, Mandy felt flattered.
Incredibly attractive, and very sexy
… His words playing on her mind as he sat next to her, she felt her clitoris stir beneath its fleshy hood. This wasn’t supposed to be a sexual relationship, she reminded herself as she gazed at him. He was wearing an open-neck shirt and tight trousers and was very good-looking. He was also great company – but he was a friend of the family. As his gaze lowered to her naked legs, she again felt her clitoris stir.

‘Are you seeing anyone at the moment?’ she asked him.

‘No, I’ve not been out with anyone for over two years.’

‘There’s something about two years,’ Mandy sighed. ‘I left home two years ago, I started my business two years ago and … and that’s when a long-term relationship ended.’

‘You’ve not had a boyfriend for two years?’ he asked softly, frowning at her.

‘Well, I’ve had the odd encounter. But nothing to speak of.’

‘A young and attractive girl like you … I find that amazing, Mandy.’

‘Amazing or not, it’s true. I suppose I’ve been busy and haven’t ventured out a great deal.’

‘Haven’t you felt lonely?’

‘Not really. I suppose I haven’t thought about it, until now.’

‘I’m sure you’ll find a young man and fall in love before long.’

‘I don’t think I want that. Not yet, anyway.’

‘What about girlfriends? Surely you have girlfriends you go out with?’

‘There is one, but she’s always chasing after men. She’s great fun but … All she talks about is men and her sexual conquests. To be honest, I don’t know what I want.’

‘You have all the time in the world, so don’t worry about it. Right, shall we walk back to the pub and have a drink?’

‘No, not yet,’ Mandy murmured. ‘Let’s stay here for a while.’

‘You like it here?’

‘Yes, yes, I do. I always liked playing in the woods when I was young. The family picnics were great. The woods, open countryside, the river bank …’

‘I remember you going off in the car with your mum and dad. It’s funny to think that I’ve watched you grow up and now we’re out together.’

‘I used to like it when you came round. You were always fun to be with.’

‘You are sweet,’ David said, leaning over and kissing her cheek.

Mandy’s stomach somersaulted as she breathed in his aftershave. It was only a friendly kiss, she reminded herself, returning his smile. Or was he making a sexual advance? Lying back on the short grass, the evening sun warming her young body, she felt at ease with David. Perhaps it was because he was an older man, she reflected as he placed his hand on her knee. Her womb fluttered as he moved his hand up her leg. She was sure now that he wanted her body.

‘Mandy, you’re beautiful,’ he breathed, leaning over and kissing her full lips. ‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.’

‘It’s OK,’ she murmured, losing control of her inner desires. ‘Do it again.’

His hand slid up beneath her skirt as he locked his lips to hers. He massaged the swell of her pussy lips through the tight crotch of her panties. Mandy breathed heavily through her nose as his tongue met hers. This wasn’t what she’d wanted or expected, but … Moving her panties aside, David eased a finger deep into the contracting sheath of her vagina and massaged her inner flesh. She quivered as she breathed in the scent of his aftershave again. An older man, she thought, recalling Paula’s words. But he was a friend of the family and … Kissing her neck, he moved down and sank his teeth gently into her erect nipple through the thin material of her blouse, and she quivered again.

Mandy writhed on the grass as he slipped his finger out of her tight vagina and tugged her panties down her long legs. Kicking her shoes and panties off, she parted her legs wide as his hand ran up her inner thigh to the hairless lips of her vulva. She’d never dreamed that she’d be having sex with the man she’d lived next door to for most of her life. If her parents discovered that she was now having a sexual relationship with him, they’d go mad. David certainly wouldn’t tell them, she mused dreamily as he massaged the solid nub of her sensitive clitoris. No one would discover her affair with a man old enough to be her father.

‘You’ve shaved,’ David gasped in surprise.

‘Yes, I … Is that OK? I mean, do you like it?’

‘God, yes. I’ve always thought it a shame to cover the beauty of the female form with hair. You really are beautiful, Mandy.’

‘I don’t think I’m beautiful,’ she replied, giggling.

‘Well,
I
think you are. I’ve watched you grow into a stunningly attractive young lady. I must admit that I’ve had naughty thoughts about you. But I never dreamed that I’d be with you like this. I remember one of your dad’s barbecues when you were wearing a short skirt and I gazed at your legs and …’

Arching her back as David continued to massage the solid bulb of her clitoris, Mandy wasn’t listening to him. Her clitoris began to pulsate and she wondered what sex would be like with an older man. How big was his cock? she wondered in her sexual delirium. He’d said that he’d had his naughty thoughts. Had he imagined fucking her? Had he tried to look up her skirt at the barbecues? She’d never imagined that the neighbour she’d known for so many years would one day be masturbating her.

‘What were your naughty thoughts?’ she asked him as she writhed on the short grass beneath the evening sun.

‘I used to look at your naked legs,’ he murmured, increasing the pace of his massaging rhythm. ‘I’d look at your naked thighs and sometimes I’d be lucky enough to glimpse your tight panties.’

‘Tell me more,’ she gasped. ‘What did you think?’

‘I’d see you come home from college and I’d gaze at your short skirt, your tight blouse. My thoughts were very naughty.’

‘Tell me.’

‘I’d picture your sweet little pussy nestling between your slender thighs. I’d imagine that I was licking your tight crack, tasting your hot milk and …’

‘I’m coming,’ Mandy breathed shakily. ‘God, I’m … I’m coming.’

Her young body shaking uncontrollably, her breathing fast and shallow, she cried out as her
clitoris
swelled beneath his massaging fingertips and erupted in orgasm. Waves of pure sexual ecstasy welling from her contracting womb and crashing through her convulsing body, she parted her legs to the extreme and lifted her naked buttocks clear of the ground. Her juices streamed from her neglected vagina and ran down to the delicate brown tissue surrounding her anus. She was desperate for the feel of David’s wet tongue between her splayed thighs.

Maybe he wasn’t into oral sex, she thought as her pleasure finally began to fade. Recalling Gary, the way he’d tongued her wet vagina and sucked her clitoris to orgasm, she hoped that David had some surprises in store for her. Three men, she thought, as she remembered John’s purple knob pumping sperm into her gobbling mouth. Maybe one would be good at oral sex, one good at fucking, and one … John wasn’t particularly good at anything, she mused as she recovered from her amazing orgasm.

‘How about going for that drink now?’ David said. ‘Or would you rather stay here?’

‘I’m not interested in the pub,’ she murmured.