Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1) by Jessie Courts

remake of the classic TV series.

 
    “Hello” Lucy shouted into her I
phone, “what’s up?” listening for a few moments Lucy’s face lit up and she
started jabbering into the phone, “fab idea; yes; yes count us in. Hold on let
me ask Luc?”

 
    Turning to her friend who was
leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, Lucy took a
moment to appreciate the sheer beauty of the man. At times like this she really
wished there could be more between them because let’s face their children would
be stunning, but that moment had passed long ago and she could only love him
like a brother.

 
    “Luce?” he cocked his head at her
raising an eyebrow in anticipation of her question.

 
    “Oh yeah, the guys are off to
Brighton for a night of debauchery and drunken antics and want us to join them.
We’ll be back tomorrow after breakfast. Wanna come? Pleeeease Luc? They’re on
their way to pick us up now.”

 
    “Nah, not this time babe.” Luc
shook his head at her. “I really need to put in some study time, my exams start
in 3 weeks.”

 
    “God you are such a party
pooper...” Jess snarled at him as she grabbed Lucy up the stairs to go pack a
few things.

 
    “C’mon Lucy, let’s get ready,
leave Mr Boring Pants to his own devices. You can keep mother dear company………..”

 
    “Oh, I intend to…………” he murmured
under his breath rolling his bottom lip between his teeth.

 
    Luc was desperate to change out of
his suit. As much as he appreciated the designer threads, the comfort of his
worn jeans held much more appeal although the idea of a shower was proving to
be an enticing prospect. Taking the stairs two at a time he raced into his room
already excited at the opportunity of having Rachel all to himself for the rest
of the day and night.

 
    **********

 
    Just a short way down the hall,
Rachel stepped into her en suite bathroom and set the shower to the right
temperature while she went to the loo and brushed her teeth. Looking round the
room she hummed in renewed appreciation at the roll top stand alone tub in
black with the gold clawed feet. It had taken her forever to find such a thing
but it was worth the wait and took pride of place in the centre of the room.

 
    She and Nate had often bathed
together enjoying their opulent surroundings. The bathroom itself was themed
black and gold – totally out of character to the rest of the house but
they had wanted a haven of luxury to enjoy in private and so they made over
their en suite with no holds barred. The walls and floor were covered in shiny
black oversized tiles flecked with gold.   There was a ‘his and hers’ sink unit running the length of one wall with
co-ordinating gold taps and accessories. It could have been tacky but Rachel
had such good taste that it came across sexy and luxurious.

 
    Two large mirrors were mounted
behind each sink with little inset lights framing them, and a chaise long
tucked into the far corner of the room. This was covered in the softest black
leather with gold leaf arms and legs. The subdued lighting cast a gold glow
reflected around the room and the under floor heating made it cosy and warm.
The piece de resistance however, was the impressive shower. Nate was a gadget
man and the shower had given him limitless opportunity to feed his obsession.
The cubicle was a huge double walk-in glass encased feature. It was like a
surround sound experience with water instead of music, although of course there
was music available through hidden speakers if you wanted it. Water cascaded in
any direction with a choice of speed and intensity. Rachel laughed as she
pictured Nate in a prune like state having often spent too long enjoying his
ultimate toy. Well at least the man was clean!

 
    A vision popped into her head of
Luc wet and dripping in her shower and she groaned at the image. What was wrong
with her – one night of passion and her hormones were running riot.