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?Is that you Caroline?? * Susan?s voice cut through the cold air like the Grim Reaper?s scythe. * ?Caroline! * I repeat, is that you?? Susan is Jerry?s mother, woman from Hell, who has a complete mental block which prevents her from using the correct name of Carolyn, or even Caro (as the rest of the world called her). She clenched her teeth. * ?Susan! * I hadn?t expected to see you here.? ?Clearly! * Whatever are you wearing?? Caro had very carefully chosen this halter-neck summer frock, even though it was the end of November, because it was the frock she had worn the day Jerry had left. * Despite the weather, she had decided to wear the same things from that special day; * the same frock, the same sling-backs ? and absolutely nothing else, just like she had done. * It still gave her a very pleasant frisson to remember how they had gone for a picnic in the country, and how he had lifted her dress back to find she was totally naked beneath. * That day their love-making had been urgent and fervent, and now she wanted him to recall that day once again on his return. Susan?s surprise was not without merit. * It was bloody cold dressed in this light summer fashion. * Her nipples hurt with standing up in the cold. * But the end result would be worth it. Jerry had now been away since August. * War Correspondent sounded glamorous until you realised just how dangerous a job it could be. * This assignment had grown ugly. * Jerry had been caught up in an investigation into sexual slavery following severe ethnic cleansing. * He needed a break, and Caro needed him to be with her, safe and secure once again. * Her thoughts were broken once more by Susan?s voice. ?There he is! * Jeremy! * Over here! * Jeremy! * Jeremy!? Caro?s eyes met Jerry?s as he heard his mother?s strident calls. * Caro shrugged helplessly, knowing Jerry knew exactly what a pain his mother could be. ?Jeremy, just look how gaunt you are. * You?ve not been looking after yourself at all, have you?? * It was, of course, a rhetorical question. * Jeremy had no intention of gracing it with an answer. * His arm now encircled Caro?s waist, his fingers gliding across her bum and immediately recognising that she wore nothing beneath her flimsy dress. * A brief look of complicit understanding stole across his face as he looked in to her eyes and remembered their picnic the day he had left. Did Caro also see a fleeting worried look in Jerry?s eyes as he touched her? * It seemed so. * The look passed as quickly as it had appeared. * Jerry was brought back to the moment by his mother?s voice in his ear. ?Jeremy, are you listening? * I must dash now that I?ve seen you home safely. * It costs such a lot to park here. * Go home and change. * Be sure to put on some nice clothes and come round şişli escort (https://www.vipescortkizlar.com/) for dinner. * The Aitchisons are so keen to meet you. * You won?t be coming too, will you, Caroline? * Eight-o-clock sharp, Jeremy, do you hear?? * With that she was gone. ?I?m so, so sorry Caro. * Whatever made you bring her along?? ?Like I?d rather have a frontal lobotomy without anaesthetic than bring her along with me, especially dressed like this!? ?I know what you mean,? said Jerry with feeling. * ?You look gorgeous, just as I remembered you. * Please, let?s go home.? ?I?m so glad, my sweet, you still remember me like this. * That was a very special day. * In one of your e-mails you said I made the calendar shrink for you. * I want the days we?ve been apart to disappear. Caro drove them back to their townhouse in fashionable Chelsea. * She was glad she had moved in with him, and was very much aware of the material benefits of Jerry?s job. * But they came at such a price. * Once inside the car, he had lapsed into silence. * His eyes constantly scanned the road from side to side as if looking for imminent danger. * He tightly gripped the arm rest, the other hand clutching his seat belt. ** The knuckles of both hands showed white as his fingers clenched. * ?You poor, poor man,? she thought to herself. * ?Let me take you in my arms and hold myself against your body. * Let me rebuild you.? At the house, Jerry took himself to the bathroom and ran a warm and very-much-looked-forward-to shower. * Caro gave him ten minutes on his own, then went into the bathroom. * She slipped off her frock and drew back the glass door into the shower. * Their eyes met as she stepped into the stream of water. * Her arms reached up and folded themselves around his neck. * She pressed her body against him, sighing at the touch of his strong limbs. * They said nothing, simply standing in a close embrace, each lost in their own thoughts. She started as she felt his body convulse once, twice, three times. * She held her head back to look at his face and saw he was crying. * She moved closer, drawing him nearer and holding him tightly. * His body shook as he sobbed uncontrollably. * Her mind went back to the letter he had written where he had told her he ?wept in the dark? from loneliness. * These weren?t the tears of loneliness. * These were the tears of a man who had seen and heard too much. She pressed herself ever more tightly against him, her pussy pressing against his thigh, gently rubbing herself against him. * She sensed the parting of her lips as she pressed against him, her shaven pussy thrilling to his touch. * It cut her deeply when he pulled away saying ?No, don?t, you?ve no idea!? She caught his hands between her fingers. * ?Shhh,? she soothed. * ?It?s escort şişli (https://www.vipescortkizlar.com/) all right. * I understand.? ?How can you?? he exploded. * ?You weren?t there. * You?ve no idea at all!? * The violence behind his words brought tears to her eyes and she recoiled at his anger and rejection. * As she stepped back the floodgates broke and she wept openly. * She turned to flee but Jerry caught her by the wrist. ?I?m so, so sorry. * I shouldn?t have said that. * Please, stay, please Caro?? She allowed him to draw her towards him, but held herself back from the former close contact between their bodies. * ?What was all that about, Jerry? * Why?? ?The feel of your body next to me just reminded me of some of the things I?d seen. * I don?t know what came over me, I just lost it. * I?m sorry.? Caro knew he had been through the mill with the sexual slavery assignment. * But she couldn?t understand why the feel of her, yes, her body against him should awaken the demons deep in his mind. * ?Why?s that?? she asked gently. Jerry remained silent, anguish on his face as he struggled to find the words she needed to hear. * By the hand Caro drew him out of the shower and then threw a bath towel around him. * She started to dry herself. * Then she dried Jerry as he stood there looking at her, lost for words. * She took him into their bedroom. * ?I really need a cuddle. * Please Jerry?? She lay on the bed and pulled him towards her. * They always slept facing each other, her on her left side. * This was how they now lay, her face pressed against his chest, her right hand resting on his belly, and her right leg sandwiched between his knees. He looked down into her eyes. * ?Caro? * Are we good?? ?Of course we?re good. * I love you. * I love you so much that nothing, I mean absolutely nothing could stop us being good.? They lay there without speaking. * It felt so right laid there together. * Their bodies fitted so comfortably together like two pieces in a jigsaw. * Although Jerry lay motionless, she basked in the touch of his bare skin against her. * Her breasts were full as they pressed against his stomach, her nipples standing proud, now not through cold but through arousal. * She allowed the fingers of her right hand to stroke his side. She sensed Jerry was ready to talk. * ?You know, they say a trouble shared is a trouble halved. * Please talk to me and help me to understand?? Jerry sighed. * He had no wish to burden her with his dark thoughts. * At the same time, however, he knew she deserved some explanation. * ?I will. * Please, just let me come to terms with it all myself.? * He was playing for time, just as he had done ever since this whole wretched business had started. * He had written her an e-mailed letter whenever he mecidiyeköy (https://www.vipescortkizlar.com/) could. * He had spoken of ?empty days? implying they were empty without her. * So often he had desperately wished those days to have been empty of nightmares. ?I hope you?re not angry because I wore that frock?? she ventured. * ?I wanted to remind you of the last time we were together. * Do you remember?? He remembered. * They had gone for a walk and a picnic in some woods in the country. * They had spread a blanket on the grass and she had lain back with her hands clasped behind her head. * He recalled in detail how he had slipped her shoes off, shoes that were so unsuited to the countryside, but shoes that were so typical of Caro. * * He remembered how he had then run his hand up her shin, over her thighs. * The fabric of her summer frock had been taken up with his hand, exposing her creamy thighs. * His hand had continued to slide up her thighs and her dress had been pushed back to reveal her breasts. * His gaze had been held by the magic of discovering her beautiful body, naked beneath the frock. They had been occasional lovers for some time before this, and very recently she had moved in with him. * On this occasion, however, she had taken his breath away. * As he had lifted her summer dress right back he was taken with the beauty of her pussy, completely shaved for the very first time. * Her lips were full, pouting towards him, and he had found it impossible to hold himself back. * He had opened her legs to accommodate his face and pressed his mouth against her, tasting her readiness. * The sweet smell and taste of her pussy was irresistible. * He had lifted her thighs with his arms, and then slid his cock between those inviting lips to its full extremity in a single fluid movement. * Their love-making beneath the leafy canopy had been abandoned and reckless. * His climax into her had made her cry out with its heat and its intensity. * Not for one second had they paused to consider whether they might be discovered. * That was how their love was ? committed, consensual, and fulfilling. She remembered too. * She often imagined she could still feel him removing her shoes and stroking her legs, his fingers walking their way up towards her pussy. * Her legs were very sensitive and she had squirmed as his fingers tinkled her shins. * ?Lie still,? he had told her. * How she loved the authoritative way he spoke. * She had found a certain inexplicable pleasure there beneath the tress trying to do as he had asked and lie still. His hand had lifted her frock right back until it hung loose around her neck. * Her body in its entirety was exposed to the daylight and to anybody who might be passing by. * With satisfaction she had noted the in-take of breath as he caught sight of her handiwork. * She had shaved herself that morning, knowing they would be laid together on the picnic blanket. * What she had not expected was for things to unfold quite like this. * Awareness that they might be seen had increased the value in the gift of herself to him.