Infectious

Sorry for the wait x

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My feet hurt, throbbing and hot. I had danced for what felt like all night, I was now watching the party winding down with a glass of wine, Adam was dancing with his mother. I look at my watch it was only 10PM so I kicked my shoes off under the table to let me feet breathe.


I watched with a deep envy as Adam danced with his mother and Beth with her dad but these feelings occurred often but I had learned to push them aside. My eyes wandered to the bar where a group of men were gathered, good old boys talking business, sexy secretaries, motors and wine most likely.


Eye’s moving on to a woman stood in the door way leading to the hotel entrance the light was behind her so I could not see her face, she was wearing a rah-rah skirt, knee-high boots and some sort of top.


Every one in the room was wearing a smart suit or a ball gown of sorts the woman stood out and as she strut further into the room. Photography was more than just snatching a picture of what ever was in front of the camera it was about the image. When a woman stands in a group with her arms folded this is a defensive poise meaning the woman is ill at ease or feeling threatened.


I study the strut, confidant to the point of arrogance yet sexy and sultry. I see the face of the woman and I’m on my feet, my shoes abandoned and forgotten under the table.


My immediate reaction is to run over there and drag her out before she starts some thing but that would attract too much attention and that’s the last thing I wanted. I pick up my handbag and camera and slip my shoes on, This I do quickly yet trying to act normal. When you act normal you become invisible.


As I moved forward I notice Stacy’s hands are clenched into right fists, not a good sign, sealed for a fight also a sign of stubbornness. I’m not the only one who has noticed her Beth and Henry are ahead of me.


“I think you should leave” I here Beth hiss.


“I’m not leaving until I get Adam back” Stacey states trying to push her way past Henry and Beth.


“I’m asking you to leave I don’t wish to call the police” Henry states calmly.


“Shut up you old bastard” Stacey snaps “Move out the way you cheap slut”


I catch Beth as she stumbles with the force of Stacy’s shove. I set her to rights and glare at the woman who seems shocked to see me here.


“But you were just a one night stand” She stammers.


“No.” I state softly “If you want Adam back you’re going the wrong way about it. Calling his sister a cheap whore and his Father an old bastard is only going to drive him away. You claim to love him, yet you come here ready to start a fight on a day that he and Beth have worked so hard to ensure it runs smoothly.”


“What do you think you know about it you stupid slut”


“Obviously more than you because I know how much Adam’s family means to him. I treat them with the respect they deserve not just because I think their nice people but because I care for Adam and he wants me to get along with them. Now I suggest you leave before he see’s you and you blow the little chance you have”


“You just want to get you slutty little claws further into him”


Beth and Henry who had backed off and had been watching the scene immediately burst into protests.


“You know what I’m sick of your attitude, I’ve been as nice as I can and even tried to help you. I’ve taken your insults and have said nothing of my own. So listen up honey. My nails are into him the nail marks on his back are mine and tonight I’m going to add to them so stop wasting time, yours and mine. He doesn’t want you; his family don’t want you here so just leave before I call the police and have you for disturbing the peace.”


“Bitch” Her slap connected to my cheek my head snapping to the side, my lip bled a little. I couldn’t help the little smile that crossed my lips as Beth and Henry roared in out rage.


“Just go home” I state softly “you’re making a scene”


People were indeed looking now and security was making their way towards her as was Adam. She bought her hand back to slap me again it missed but only by a fraction. I punched her hard in the jaw, a good left hook just like my father taught me and she collapsed to the floor.


“I’m tired of asking nicely. Your lucky I don’t have you got assault” I say softly licking the blood on my lip “I suggest you leave before these guys make you”


When she springs to attack me security grab her around the waist and drag her kicking and screaming from the room.

“God I’ve wanted to do that for years” Beth breaths at my side.


“I’m sorry” I say feeling a mixture of happiness and disgust “I was hoping to avoid that”


“You did your best. You tried reasoning; you ignored most of her insults. There’s only so much you can take” Henry said moving aside as Adam rushed in.


“I’m fine” I reassure him as he checks the damage to my face. “I’m just going to nip to the ladies.”


I want to run from the room but I walk with my head high, I wasn’t going to act guilty. I go into the disabled toilet seeking solitude. I wash my face and stare at my reflection angry I had let her get to me.


A soft knock on the toilet door causes me to break the stare and dry my face “just a minute” I call

“It’s me let me in” I walk to the door and unlock it and Adam steps in and locks it behind him. “You ok?”


“Fine, she slaps like a girl” I said leaning my head away from his touch.


“Beth’s thrilled” Adam said. “They caught your punch on tape. Dad’s really proud of you said you kept your cool until she pushed you too far and even then you hit her in self defence”


I don’t answer him because I’m disappointed in myself I turn away from him. He wraps his arms around me.


“Want to know what I think” He whispers in my ear “You look so fucking hot when you’re angry and I want your claws deeper in me”


He turns me to face him and captures my lips; he’s gentle because of the cut and his hands run down my back, his lips leave mine trailing down my neck. I pull off his tie and pull his shirt out the back of his shirt out of his trousers so I can run my hands over the expanse of his back, he’s lifting my dress, pulling it over my head and carefully draping it over the hand drier.


We don’t talk both caught up in his desire, I remember his words from earlier as he pulls my panties down I kick them off and them my shoes, his trousers and boxers bunch around his ankles he hands me his wallet which I take and search for a condom all the while his hands move between my legs to tease my clit. I let myself enjoy the caress before my body gets impatient and demands more. I drop his wallet and rip the condom wrapper off. I slip it on for him and he looks at me and kisses me softly as he slides into me


My hands are under his shirt smoothing his back as he begins a steady rhythm. He speeds up and I dig my nails deeper into his back and he groans in my ear and his thrusts become harder. Neither of us hear Beth knocking and calling at the door because we’re so wrapped up in each other.


Some time later we emerge, dressed and flushed but hand in hand. We arrive back at our table to a big grin from Beth and concerned looks from Henry and Louise. The table is silent.


“Want a drink Darling?” Adam asks.


“Sambuka and Lemonade” I state reluctantly releasing his hand and watch wistfully as he walks away.


“So…. Who taught you to punch like that?” Henry ask and his wife chides him.


“I took kick boxing when I was in university.” I answer softly.


“About time some one put that little cow in her place” Louise said with a definite nod and the anger I feel dissipates. “Best present you could have gotten me”