Lust Under Licence by Noel Amos Page A

so he hoped.
    Her face was
furrowed in concentration as she ministered to him. There was blood
on her cheek and her mouth was turned down at the corners. Her hair
fell forward, hindering her work and she had to keep brushing it
back, out of her eyes. As she did so his gaze strayed to her
breasts dangling loosely within her robe.
    'You're lucky
you still have your eyes,' she said. 'I was that mad I'd have
scratched them out. Don't you want to know why?'
    'I've never
touched Christina,' he said.
    'Maybe not but
you had your way with Elvira, didn't you?'
    Tom's heart
skipped. Any mention of Elvira in these circumstances was
alarming.
    'I found her
diary,' Maeve continued, placing a plaster on a cut on Tom's neck.
'Maybe the little slut didn't think anyone round here could read
Italian but she was wrong. She wrote a lot about you, considering
you were one of many.'
    'Oh,
really?'
    'She suspected
you knew about her affair with the teacher.'
    'Who?'
    'The teacher.
That's what she called him. Of course it turned out to be my
bastard of a husband. There, that's finished. You'll be needing a
new shirt but there's still a few of Lionel's around.'
    Tom began to
sit up.
    'You should
keep your head back. Sit like this,' and she positioned him with
his head in her lap. He looked up into her face, her fascinating
bosom, loosely covered, looming over him.
    'Did you know
she was having an affair with Lionel?'
    'I thought she
was having an affair with me.'
    'Would you
have told me if you'd known?' Her eyes searched his face. 'If I'd
found out I could have done something. I could have got rid of her
before the papers got onto it. I've fixed things like that
before.'
    Her perfume
was intoxicating. He could see her nipples pushing against the thin
scarlet silk like fingertips.
    'What I don't
understand,' she said, brushing his hair off his forehead, 'is why
she sent that photo to the papers.'
    'You're
beautiful,' said Tom, desperate to change the direction of the
conversation.
    Her fingers lingered on his brow. 'I'm a middle-aged woman who
lost her husband to an Italian tart half her age. Do you know
they've set up house in Rome? He's teaching and I bet she's fucking
his students already. Plus ca
change .'
    'You mustn't
think about it,' he said, catching her hand and pressing it to his
lips. Her fingers tasted of antiseptic. He licked the ball of flesh
at the base of her thumb. She sighed. He ran his tongue from her
palm up the tiny blue veins on the inside of her wrist.
    'She said you
were quite inventive in bed.'
    'Oh yes?'
    Her eyes were
laughing now as they looked down into his. 'She said you were a bit
clumsy at first but you were a quick learner.'
    'What else did
she say?' He had his fingers in her hair, playing with the heavy
curls.
    She was
smiling. 'I couldn't possibly tell you the other things - not on so
slight an acquaintance.'
    Tom had never
kissed a woman when recovering from a nose bleed before. He played
it safe and tugged her head down to his, feeling her long slender
neck curve beneath his fingers as she bent to offer him her parted
lips.
    Her mouth was
like molten honey, sweet and hot. The skin of her back burned into
his hands through her flimsy kimono. He ached to strip her and
explore her perfumed flesh but he held back. He knew he mustn't
rush at her. This was a woman to be pleasured on her own terms.
    But she was
eager too. She pushed her tongue to the back of his throat and ran
her hands beneath his blood-soaked shirt across the planes of his
chest. 'Take it off,' she ordered him. 'Take everything off. Let me
see you.'
    He did as he
was told, kicking his shoes off and flinging his clothes onto the
flagstones. She made him stand in front of her and turn round, her
eyes devouring his tall rangy frame, the hard white buttocks, the
lean thighs, the forest of black hair at the base of his belly. And
his cock.
    'I might have
known Elvira wouldn't lie about that,' she said.
    He stood over
her and ran his hands down her back under