My Story.

Noisey rooms and passion pants.

Joe and Coco were still bickering as we entered the lounge. The phone rang it was probably the taxi firm asking where we were. Coco immediately started towards the office.

"I'll get it."

I shut the office door and quickly answered. I told them to get him to wait just 15 minutes more. They weren't impressed so I said I would give them double for the inconvenience. I got my jacket and wallet ready. We were going to have to make a quick getaway once Corinne had left for the dry cleaners. I also had Kerry's purse and money. We had to wash her purse. It had been in her suitcase when the twat had pissed on her clothes. Just the thought of what Kerry might have gone through by his hand made me want to cry. Tears of anger at him but also tears of sorrow for her.  I had just about regained my composure when I heard Joe yelling. He sounded angry. I bolted out of my office. As I walked into the living room I surveyed the scene. Joe was in the doorway to the kitchen his face contorted with rage. Coco was looking at Kerry her expression no different than normal. Kerry however was standing by the sofa my shirt off her shoulders and by her waist. She looked at me tears brimming in her beautiful eyes. I pulled her into my arms. I placed my shirt back over her shoulders. I immediately spoke to Corinne.

"Did you make her show you? You couldn't for once take my word on something?"

She merely shrugged. All hell immediately broke loose. Joe wanted to go to the police. Coco was more concerned about my reputation. All I wanted to do was hold Kerry and make the pain go away. I interrupted the bickering to reiterate that as angry as I was I had made my angel a promise and I was going to keep it. I realised that the taxi would be leaving without us if I didn't hurry. I grabbed the bedding and announced that Kerry and I were going to walk to the dry cleaners. Corinne was mortified. She grabbed the bedding insisting that it was too risky for me. I followed her to the door protesting about being a big boy now. As soon as she tutted and shut the door I grabbed my stuff from the office.

I explained about pre booking the taxi and the shopping trip. Joe was suitably impressed with my devious and cunning plan. I asked if he was coming with us. In my head I was hoping he would say no so I could get some alone time with Kerry. He must have read my mind because he smirked and announced he needed his jacket and wallet from his room. Dammit there goes that idea. I decided to get a few kisses in while we waited for him. God her lips were so warm and soft. I could spend hours just kissing her. Joe signalled his return by clearing his throat rather loudly. He complained somewhat about us possibly as he put it...

"Playing suck face all day."

...and threatened to puke on us if we did.  Oh well it was a small price to pay if I got to have Kerry's lips pressed against mine.

I presented Kerry with her washed purse. She had got quite distressed when I had said we were going shopping. She thought he'd kept it. I told her she wouldn't need money it was my treat but she refused point blank. I tried again in the taxi.

"Sweetheart. You know what I am now. I can afford to treat you like you deserve to be treated."

"I don't want your money."

"Please let me treat you to something."

"I'm not a charity case."

"I know "

"If I see something I like and can afford it I will buy it myself."

"Kerry please."

"I don't want your money."

"Fine."

Joe had sat sniggering all the way to Harrods. He knew as well as me that there wouldn't be very many things cheaper than £200 there. He was also finding my frustration amusing too. When I look back though it was pretty funny. Most people on finding out who one is tend to see a walking wallet. My latest ex being a prime example. Damn that woman was high maintenance and expensive. I used to dread the bill for the wedding card arriving at the end of the month. It got bigger every time.