Kick the Dog. Chapter 4 of 12

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Chapter 4

The week was, indeed, quiet as I went through the joy of my period. It didn’t stop me making the dress for Collette. She wanted something with a shirtwaist top and three-quarter sleeves.

The skirt was full to the knee and she could jazz it up with puff petticoats to look very fifties. I made a very similar one for myself as I thought it would be interesting if we appeared together that way.

When she came over on Wednesday she tried it on and it was a perfect fit as well as being exactly what she imagined.

She exclaimed, "How on earth did you know what I wanted, even though I described it I thought that it may only turn out to be close. Oh! Now I get it, you could see it in my mind.”

When I put my own on we went and stood next to each other looking at ourselves in the mirror.

She remarked, “I think we had better keep these for coming home in, if Tony and Jim see us in these we may not even get to the concert. By the way, Tony has told me that the concert is at Wembley Stadium so I suggest that we both wear jeans for the evening as it can get a bit messy with beer slopping around. They will meet us at Victoria when we get the train in as they are going up in the morning. They have got us rooms at the Saint Georges Hotel so it’s only a short walk to the tube station on one side and the stadium to the other. It looks like they are really serious about this. ”

Friday night at the meeting it was very low key. We chatted about various up-coming fairs that we could have a stall at with a display of Wiccan keepsakes and pretend potions. All designed to give the normal people a little push towards the dark side.

I suggested that we could put on a display of duelling dragons or maybe turn naughty little boys into sweet little girls for a gold coin. I was sternly rebuked by Janeen for being flippant. They did, however, agree to a demonstration of ‘magic’ tricks that would be OK for the general public.

Saturday I had my overnight bag with me as I went into Redhill with Collette. Hers was in the back as well. As I was in town early I just walked around as the shops opened.

A lot of people smiled and said hello. It was a very different atmosphere from the hubbub that developed later in the day. I stopped at a little café that catered for the early birds and had a raisin toast and coffee.

At ten I had an appointment to get my nails looked at and spent a happy hour being looked after. Seeing I was in jeans I thought that a light blue polish top and toe would look good. It would also go with the light blue of my dress tomorrow.

Collette and I had lunch together before going back to the salon. She had wangled an early finish and was ready to get her own treatment when mine was finished. By the time we left the shop we both looked ravishing.

Picking our bags out of her car she locked it carefully and we went to the station to get the train. Just under an hour later we were pulling into Victoria Station and we could see the boys waiting for us.

Collette said, “I’m getting to be a bit unsure about this. I like Tony but I don’t know yet whether I want to have sex with him.”

I told her just to follow her thoughts and, if she didn’t want to have sex, just tell him or at least give him a blow job.

“I’m certain that Jim is going to want to sleep with me as he was working his way up to it at school. The way he kissed me the other night has shown me that he is more than interested so I guess you’ll be in another room with Tony anyway.”

The boys greeted us with smiles and we both were on the receiving end of long kisses before they picked up our bags and we started walking to the tube station. When I looked at Collette she had her arm around Tonys’ waist and he had his across her shoulder.

She saw me look and gave me a nod. I think she is going through with it. Jim had his arm over my own shoulder and I snuggled against him as we walked, my free hand going to the back pocket of his jeans. We needed to get a train to Charing Cross to link with the one to Wembley and, when we arrived, we walked to the hotel.

In the hotel the boys each produced a key. Jim looked at me with such desire in his eyes when he asked, “Amity, will you sleep in my room tonight?”

I said yes and kissed him. Collette and Tony had already disappeared into his room, the little minx!! Jim opened the door and put my bag on the bed, turning to kiss me. I broke it off and told him that if I did not hang my dress for tomorrow it would be all wrinkled so he allowed me to unpack, blushing when I pulled out a very sexy black nightie and draping it over the bed.

I looked him straight in the eyes. “I hope I don’t need that tonight, I’m looking forward to finally meeting Mr Stains himself.”

He held me in his strong arms and kissed me with tongue and a passion that made me want to lift one leg like they do in the movies.

When we broke it off I whispered, “Enough, I think it is time we had an evening meal so we are in good time for the show.”

He put on a jacket while I redid my lipstick and I put a sweater over my arm for later. Back in the corridor he knocked on the other door and a voice called “Go down and get a table, we will be along soon.” I think the minx was already exploring her feminine self.

We found the dining room and they had a table reserved for the four of us. Jim got us both a drink while we waited for the others.

As we sat there he said, “Amity, you know that I had an enormous crush on you in High School. Those times we spent behind the bike sheds were the happiest I have ever been. Since the start of summer I have wondered why I was so depressed and when I saw you at the club I realised it was because I wasn’t seeing you every weekday. When we kissed that night I realised that my crush is now more and I think I am falling in love with the post-school woman you are.”

I took his hand and said that he was my first and still only love and that he was the only boy to feel my breasts and tonight I would be his to love as he may.

“I am not sure if I love you too but I do think of you a lot and we may be able to take this all further. Let’s see how we connect, tonight.”

The others arrived looking flushed and I winked at Collette who smiled and nodded. We had a good meal and walked to the Stadium for the show, and what a show it was.

The first half was Eric Clapton and his band. Now Eric had been in the charts a full ten years before I was born and was a living legend to every guitarist in the world. He opened with the old Cream number, White Room, and halfway through did a duet with Bonnie Raitt.

Now, she was an artist that I didn’t know much about, except that she had a hit last year with ‘Luck of the Draw’ but together they did a cover of Bo Diddlys’ ‘Before you accuse me’ and she showed what a great guitarist she was.

Standing up there with her flaming head of hair I knew who my next figure would be. The first half ended with ‘Layla’ and he did ‘Crossroads’ as an encore. It was a great show and we were really happy we came.

The second half was Elton John, a totally different kettle of fish if you just went by the recordings but Elton, on stage, was a different person altogether. He opened up with ‘Don’t let the sun go down on me’ and, halfway through the set, introduced Brian May from Queen and they did a version of Queens’ ‘The show must go on’ before finishing off the set with ‘Candle in the wind’.

For an encore he brought Brian and Eric onto the stage and they did ‘The bitch is back’. It was a fabulous concert and I thought that it was worth at least three times tonight, if not four, if he had the stamina.

Before we left, I joined Collette in the ladies toilet and she told me that she had enjoyed her time with Tony before tea and admitted that she had used a little magic to improve his length and staying power and he was very much full of how manly she made him. I told her to keep it up and we can swap stories tomorrow.

Back with the boys we walked back to the hotel, saying goodnight as we went into our rooms. Jim was a bit hesitant now we had reached that point so I told him we had all night so not to worry about anything.

I pulled off my boots and then my jeans, standing there in my top and panties I pulled him towards me and we kissed. He was now eager to help me get rid of the rest of my clothes but I told him he had to get rid of his first, which he did with abandon.

When we stood together and naked we kissed and I put my hand down to finally feel Mr Stains without any protection. Ooops, protection!

“Jim,” I whispered, “I have just finished my period and am very broody. If we don’t want any little Jims around next year, you are going to have to wear protection; I have a few in my bag. I hope I got enough.”

He stepped back and gestured me to get one, which I opened and held between my lips. Kneeling down I used my mouth to slide it on his, now rampant, member. He pushed me back onto the bed and knelt over me.

“Oh, Amity, my darling, this is a dream come true”

He brought his mouth to mine. My arms went about his neck and I lifted my loins to meet his. He tried to hold back but I knew that the first time we were going to couple like rabbits so it didn’t worry me when he plunged into me up to his balls with the first push.

I used just a little magic to hold him back and it was a good five minutes before we were both shuddering with our simultaneous climaxes. I had my legs wrapped around his bum and was pulling him into me as far as I could get him.

He was heavy on me but I didn’t mind. I ran my fingernails along his spine and told him that he was a wonderful lover and that I was so happy to have met Mr Stains at last. He just kept whispering that he loved me between kisses.

Eventually he started to wilt and we needed to separate without leaving a big wet spot so it was back to reality for a few moments. He went into the bathroom and flushed the condom away while I followed him in and wiped myself on some toilet paper.

Back in the bedroom I told him that he now had some recovery time and I put my nightie on. We got back into bed and pulled the cover over us, lying there with me laying my head on his shoulder and his hand playing with my breast. We spoke about us and what future we may have.

He was serious about wanting me for his wife but I was still a bit unsure and told him that we would need to wait until I had put some time in at the College. He had a job, already, working in a garage in London that sold high-end cars.

He said that Tony was working as a salesman in a mens outfitters so they both had steady jobs.

Then, out of the blue, he asked, “Amity, darling, if I am your first man, why were you no longer a virgin?”

I gave his penis a little stroke and told him that I made wooden figures and had used an offcut to make a very realistic dildo which had done the job.

“It may not have been the real you that took my virginity but it was certainly you in my thoughts that night. You actually feel better now than you did then; your technique that time was a little wooden.”

As I continued to stroke him he started to get interested again. I raised myself to kiss him while keeping up the gentle stimulation. When he was nice and hard again I reached for my bag to get another condom which I quickly took out of its packet and then started to slip it on him, again using my lips to roll it on, finishing with my hand.

I told him to lie still and straddled him. I slid him into me and reached up to take my nightie off again. His hands were naturally drawn to my breasts as they were now easier get to.

I rocked back and forth and he massaged my nipples which made me pant with pleasure. Bending forward I kissed him and he put his arms around me and held me close while I made small movements on his penis.

Finally he could take it no more and, keeping it in me, he rolled me on to my back and I locked my legs behind his buttocks. My nails were raking his back as we both came again. Once again I felt his weight on me and heard his panting in my ear.

When he had rolled off me to lie on his back I got out of bed and went to the toilet for some paper. I eased the condom off him and wrapped it, using the rest of the paper to wipe him dry. Back in the toilet I made sure I was clean and dry and flushed the rest down the bowl.

I went back into the bedroom and he was starting to snore. I put the nightie on and looked into my bag for the ear plugs I had bought this morning in case I needed them at the concert. I put them in and his snores faded to a dull rumble.

I got into bed and pulled the covers over us to lie there contemplating the speed that you can go from reality to romance and back again. I finally had enough it and used my magic to levitate him slightly and roll him ninety degrees so that he stopped snoring when I let him down again. At last I could get a good sleep.

For some reason I woke early. The sun was already peeking through the window so I got out of bed and went to the toilet. While in the bathroom I decided that I may as well have a shower so did so, finishing off with using the talcum powder supplied.

Back in the room I dressed in my underwear and added stay-up stockings. I put on my new dress, did a little make-up, put my shoes on and let myself out of the room, taking the key with me. He was still asleep and snuffling quietly.

Down in the dining room I saw Collette at a table when I walked in so joined her. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and wished her good morning and she said that it should be but she was not so sure any more.

When I asked her what her problem was she told me that most of last night was fantastic but Tony just couldn’t get more than three. She brightened up when I told her he was one up on Jim. We were finishing our breakfast when the boys walked in, looking like they had been pulled through a hedge.

We asked them what they had on the calendar for today and they said that, as they were so close already, they wanted to visit the RAF museum at Hendon. I looked at Collette and said that it was not something I wanted to do so I thought I could go back to Nutfield.

She agreed so we went up to our rooms and packed our bags, taking them back down, giving the boys the room keys, a peck on the cheek and thanking them for the concert. Before we left we told them that they really should have a shower before going out in public.

We strolled back to the tube station laughing and chatting. We agreed that a boy is nice but we didn’t think we could put up with one full time. Neither of us could remember being as gross as those two but I told Collette that I may go out with Jim a few times more to see when the novelty wore off.

She said that Tony may have a few more outings but we really needed a more sophisticated companion if it was to be a long term arrangement. I pointed out that Jim worked in a car showroom and may be helpful in getting me a cheap car that had been traded in, so he would not be a total loss.

We caught a tube train back into the city and then another to Victoria. The train home was restful, in a way, and we just sat and looked at the scenery going past.

As we approached Redhill Collette said quietly, “I can’t believe I lost my virginity yesterday. I don’t feel any different and certainly don’t feel any loss of my innocence. I always expected that it would make me feel alive and energised and, hopefully, in love. I just have no feelings about it one way or the other. Do you think I’m weird?”

I told her she was absolutely normal.

We got off the train and found the car, putting our bags in it. Collette said “I don’t feel like going home so early. It would look like my weekend was a failure. How about we go somewhere as we are both dressed so nicely?”

I agreed and we discussed where we could go. We decided that, as it was a nice day, Southend would be good. We got on to the M25 and crossed into Essex at Dartford and then took the A13 towards Southend. I could remember being taken there when I was small to see the illuminations but had not been since then. Collette had never been there.

We did all the tourist things, riding a few fairground attractions and even taking the train out to the end of the pier. Out there it was just further away from the land and, to my mind, just slightly more boring than the landward end.

Back in town we had a good late lunch followed by a walk in the shops and then got back in the car and went home. All in all it was a pleasant visit.

Marianne Gregory © 2022

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joannebarbarella's picture

There was a ( mythical) children's show on BBC TV called Captain Pugwash, whose ship's crew included Seaman Staines, Master Bates and Roger The Cabin Boy!

I wish I could have been at that show, just for Eric Clapton and Bonnie Raitt. Elton and Brian would just have been icing on the cake.

It was a real show...

but those characters were not real. I thought they were for years, but in reality it was Master Mates, Tom the cabin boy and no name like seaman stains. It's one of those urban myths, although the writer did win damages from a couple of newspapers. Disappointing, isn't it? I really wanted them to be true...

Alison