Chapter 29

They’d gotten into the shower and he’d helped her wash her long locks, gently rinsing the suds out of them. She’d returned the favour by washing his hair, she’d laughed when he’d sighed with contentment. Then they’d taken turns in soaping each other down, Richie carefully washing about the darkening bruises on her body.

She’d got him back by making damn sure his dick was spotlessly clean. Their mouths clashed and ground into one another, hands wandering over slick bodies.

They were just getting to the stage where he had her pressed up against the shower wall and aiming to fuck her senseless again, when the phone started to ring.

‘Answer phone.’ Was all Gail could gasp out, she could feel his thick, long length and wanted it all, and to make him loose control again.

The ringing stopped, and she grinned, only for it to turn into a frown as the phone started to ring again. What the hell….. The phone stopped, and then the ringing started again.

‘Darlin I think someone’s trying to get you to answer it.’ He chuckled at the damn thing started all over again.

Gail huffed and ducked from under him, this better be damn good! Grabbing a towel she threw it about her humming body, and another over her hair, and stalked into the bedroom, Richie wasn’t far behind her.

She snatched the receiver up as it started to ring again, ‘This better be damn good!’ She started to listen, ‘Jesus slow down Fee, what, holy crap.’ Then she snickered, and Richie walked into her line of sight frowning at her and mouthing ‘what’. ‘You need to get him on the floor, oh ok, well just tell him to stay there till I get to you. Stop panicking, he’ll be fine. I’ve got to get dress, aw shut the hell up; we’ll be there in half an hour. Give him some ibuprofen and try to get him to relax.’ With that she put the receiver back down and started to laugh.

‘What’s happened?’ He watched as she laughed till tears formed.

Between laughs she finally told him, snickering all the time, ‘That was Fee, seems Jon’s put his back out again.’

Richie just stood there, he’d been pissed at the interruption, but hell Jon’s back…….he cracked out laughing, ‘Fuck, he didn’t put Fee’s out, she did his.’ Dirty chuckles and thoughts floated about the room for several minutes.

After they finished laughing Gail started to get dressed, back into her clothes from earlier, she quickly put on her panties and bra, and as she grabbed for her jeans, she realised after dealing with Jon, she wouldn’t have time to come back and change. Annoyed she grabbed the bags she’s got earlier, and headed into her wardrobe opening the drawers she took out a silk purple thong, tossed it into the bag that had her new skirt and top in.

Then she quickly went through the boxes of shoes, and there were many, deciding to go with basic black CMF’s with four inch stiletto heels, she grinned as she thought of Richie’s reaction to the ensemble. Into the bags she added, body cream, jewellery and perfume, just remembering to grab her makeup case too, which wasn’t that big as she didn’t really wear much of the stuff. Normally she didn’t dress up for meals with her gang, but they’d mentioned dragging her old ass out to a night club afterwards, which she didn’t like, but for the sake of a quite life, she’d go with. Thinking about it, none of them had really seen her dressed to the nines before, but then she’d never had Richie to dress up for!

‘Hey darlin, you ready? Should I call a cab?’

‘No, I’ve got a car, seeing as the bike got left at Laurel’s we’ll have to take that.’

‘Your bike is at work? Damn darlin we didn’t give it a thought.’

‘No, I realised your thoughts were trying to get into my knickers, and not caring one jot about my mode of transport!’ She laughed as his ears tinged with red and he gave her the ‘aw shucks, caught again’ look. She melted into a puddle of mush.

‘Guilty as charged m’lady. What’s in the bags?’

‘We’re not going to have time to get back here for me to change, so I’ll get changed at Fee’s, she’s coming too so it won’t matter. I can get ready there while you guys go and get ready…..that’s if you’re still coming?’ She frowned.

He chuckled at that look, and smoothed his finger between her brows rubbing the lines away, then he kissed her, ‘Darlin, I wouldn’t miss this for anything. Do you think you’ll get Jon moving again?’ He let loose a snort.

She pushed his chest and pretended to look offended, ‘Of [i]course[/i] I’ll get him moving! I just hate to think how he managed to knacker it up again…..well I’ve a damn good idea……’ she snickered.

‘Yeah so have I.’ And they both laughed.

‘Right, lets get my table into my car and load up my gear, and we need to shift. In fact I’ll give Mon a quick text just in case we’re going to be a bit late.’ She quickly did just that as Richie moved her stuff down and into the garage. In the garage were several cars, a mini cooper soft top in aubergine, a deep red Dodge Grand Caravan, which he assumed would carry them to Fee’s.

Then his glance fell on the last car in the garage and his tongue nearly feel out of his mouth, there was, he groaned, a Lamborghini Reventon 2007 in gun metal grey. He walked over and reverently stroked along the bonnet to the back. The damn thing had not long come out how the fuck did she have one? And hell he knew how much they cost, damn!

Gail walked in and saw him and laughed, she just knew he’d be running his hands over her baby.

‘How the hell do you have this car? Wasn’t there a waiting list for it?’ He waited as she flung some bits into the Dodge.

‘Yes there is a waiting list for it, but I’ve friends in high places.’ She winked at him and blew him a kiss.

Reluctantly he looked at the car and walked to the other one, getting in; he turned towards her and gave her the ‘well’ look.

Gail sighed and grimaced then took a deep breath, ‘It was a present, a thank you gift.’

Richie’s eyes shot skywards his brain turning fast, someone gave her a car, a fuckin expensive car, as a gift? He wasn’t sure he wanted an answer to his next question. ‘A thank you gift?’ Christ he could feel jealousy washing through him.

Gail started the car and inwardly grinned at his tone, hitting the remote the garage door opened, she gunned the engine and took off down the drive, hitting the other remote to the gates. She whipped the car onto the street before answering him. ‘Yes Richie a thank you gift. All I can say is that thanks to Elton, I travelled abroad on his recommendation, to a friend of his who injured their back in a crash and needed extra rehab. The friend is a major shareholder in Lamborghinis stock. I helped him out for several months, and he told me he’d get me a car. I told him no, as I was more than well paid for the time I spent there. But he insisted, and I thought it would be an older model. Imagine my surprise when this arrived, zero miles on it fresh off the damn conveyer belt! I wasn’t happy and tried to get it sent back. But I never had any luck. But damn it drives like a dream.’ She looked a little charagrinned at him. ‘Well could you resist that being in your garage?’

He laughed, he had an idea who she’d taken care of, and knew the man was generous to people he liked and admired. And the man was blissfully happy to a stunning woman, and she’d castrate him if he was ever unfaithful! ‘No baby I couldn’t resist it, ever.’

He reached over and laid his hand on her lap, she threaded her fingers into his, only parting them when she needed to turn, damn good job it was an automatic!

They arrived at Fee’s and Richie was shocked to fine them outside the shop again.

‘She had the loft above the shop. Hell if she didn’t she’d never get to work on time.’ Chuckling they grabbed various times out of the car and headed for the door.

Gail tried it and it opened, ‘Honey we’re home! Where’s the patient?’ Richie laughed out loud and they heard a clear, pained ‘fuck you’ from the back room. Grinning they headed back.