You are Definitely Going to Hell Ch. 03

We make our way home, and Bec comes along for the ride. Mum keeps her mouth closed, and I'm relieved to turn up our road off of the duel carriageway.

Charlie gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before leading Ruth to grans house. I hadn't heard Ruth say a word since her outburst when Charlie took her out of the courtroom.

"Coffee, Bec?" My mother says, breaking me out of my trance as I watch the two sisters walk next door.

We all go into the house, and I walk straight upstairs to get out of my Sunday best.

Bec knocks on my bedroom door. "Can I come in, Rob?"

"Of course, you can, Bec." She looks into my room before stepping in all the way. I have taken my shirt off. She walks over, and I look at her with a smile. "Is everything okay?" She smiles and nods, but her eyes tell a different story. I open my arms, and she quickly moves in for a hug. "What's up?"

"Do you realize we haven't had sex yet, and still, you have given me one of the best weeks of my life? I will be sad to leave at the weekend."

"Really? I was worried you were feeling a little neglected."

"What? Noooo. Your family has been most welcoming even though they know who I am. You have shown me how much you care for me, and tonight as long as the hospital has done its job, we will be making love."

"You're not jealous of Charlie or Jenny?"

Bec loops her arms around my neck. "You know, I thought I would be, but now I have seen you and Jenny together, I see your friendship. Charlie is so beautiful, and I can see her pain. I made my decision about us and will stick by it. Maybe our lives will come back full circle one day, but now my life is going in the wrong direction. Your friendship is what I need at the moment and I value it above everything else." She pulls me down for a kiss.

Our kiss deepens, and my hand drifts down and squeezes her incredible ass. "Bec, coffee!" My mother shouts, breaking our moment.

"Later," Beck says, slapping my bare chest. She gives me one last peck and walks back downstairs.

Beck and I walk out of the lift into the hotel's lobby. The all-clear from the hospital was waiting for us at the reception when we arrived, but we didn't have time to take advantage of it. For the first time, I am aware of people looking at us. I think, other than Monday, this is the first time Bec has put any real amount of makeup on. I see people nudging the person next door and saying something, causing that person to look in our direction.

Jenny and Nathaniel are waiting for us, watching people come and go, looking a little uncomfortable. "Hey Jenny," I say as we near.

"Hello, Rob, are you ready to go?"

I look at Bec, and she says, "The Italian restaurant is only around the corner. I passed it on my taxi ride to the hotel. "

Jenny and Nathaniel look at each other. "Looking forward to it," Jenny says, and Nathaniel nods in agreement. The Italian is only a five-minute walk, and we get seated relatively quickly. Again I am aware of people openly looking our way.

I lean across to Bec, "do you often get stared at?"

"Oh Christ, all the time. I've learned to ignore it." I nod my head in understanding. We order our food and drinks and sit talking about the trial at first.

"So Jenny, why the sudden need to have dinner with us?" Bec asks out of nowhere, as the waiter appears with the drinks.

"I need to be back up north for Saturday afternoon, and this is possibly the last night to spend some time with Rob. I won't see him until September at the earliest, and now we are in touch, I don't want to lose that. How about you, Bec, when are you flying back to the states?"

"Sunday morning early, need to be back at the mansion for Monday to do a photo shoot." She looks at me. "They are pressuring me about doing a storyboard shoot that shows our first meeting. Playboy got their hands on that newspaper article."

"Are you going to do it?"

"I don't think I've got much of a choice Rob, my contract is very specific." Bec gives me a sad look and looks a little uncomfortable. The conversation stops when our plates of food turn up.

"So, what are your plans, Rob?" Nathaniel asks as the waitress leaves. I'm feeling a little uncomfortable by the way he's looking at me.

"After the trial, I need to get back to work. I process computer code that doesn't do what it's meant to, and fix it."

"Really? Is there much call for that?" He says trying to pick holes.

I try to ignore his sudden change of character. "Yeah, I am getting a bit of a name for myself, and there's a backlog of programs that need my attention."

"Sounds like a lot of work for not a lot of money," Nathaniel says with a smug look.

"It's not too bad. With my royalties from some games, I'm looking to clear around forty grand this financial year.

"Wow, really?" Jenny says a little loud.

"Yeah, I get five hundred a pop and expect royalties from two games."

We eat for a while and then I ask Jenny, "So Jenny, is Leeds still your destination, or have you had another change of heart?"

"She's going to Leeds with me," Nathaniel says quite forcefully.

I look Nathanial in the eyes. "Nathaniel, you have nothing to worry about when it comes to Jenny and me. We learned a long time ago that we were not romantically compatible."

His eyes burn into me, "So you did have sex before she moved?" He is almost spitting.

My eyes look towards Jenny. "Sorry, I told him.......you know," she says.

I thought carefully before I spoke. "No, I filled a need before you two met. Jenny is a woman with needs and I was the only person she trusted not to take advantage." I shake my head, "You think Jenny had sex at twelve? That's disgusting, and you need to be ashamed of yourself."

"So why did her parents move her away from you?"

I breathe out, my eyes lower, and I feel a wave of sadness followed by anger washing over me. "I could sit here and insult your religion, I guess, just like you. It's pure ignorance and presuming the worse." I look at Jenny and then back at Nathaniel. "They took away my best friend without warning or even asking. Nobody talked to us, and I had no support. That was just wrong and affected us both mentally." I look at Jenny, "Ire aoy iars aoy tenw I piletounshor hotw shot twit? (Are you sure you want a relationship with this twat?)."

Jenny nods and half-smiles but her eyes tell me a completely different story. I feel there's much more to this than meets the eye.

"For your information, I think they made the right choice." He then says matter-of-factly.

"Only for them, only for them," I say.

Nathaniel decides to shut up and concentrates on eating his spaghetti. The rest of the meal is quiet, only small talk.

As we walk out of the restaurant, I put my hand on Nathaniel's shoulder. "Nathanial, again, you have nothing to fear from me, but you treat her right, else you will have me to answer to."

"Is that some sort of threat?"

"No, that's a promise," I reply as I turn and hug Jenny.

"Senkf ruf gryunt (thanks for trying)," Jenny says. "I'll see you tomorrow, yes?"

"Of course. Any luck, tomorrow will be the last day," I say. I kiss Jenny on the cheek, and we head in opposite directions. As they disappear out of sight, I turn to Bec, "Well, that went well."

"He's got a big chip on his shoulder, and I feel there's more to their relationship than meets the eye."

"Yeah, I got the same feeling. Come on, let's get back to the hotel."

"Yeah, you've kept me waiting long enough."

"Pot, Kettle, Black," I say.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you were the one to want to go to dinner with them."

"Yeah, but......." her words trail off, and we head back to the hotel. As we near the entrance, Bec turns to me. "Do you want a drink in the bar before we go up?"

"Nah, I think we've waited long enough for tonight."

"Now you're talking," Bec says as she puts her arm around me and pulls me in for a hug. The smile on her face says my answer was the right one. As she opens the door to her room, she runs in, "Sorry, desperate for a pee."

I sit on the sofa in the lounge area while I wait. My eyes lock on the drawer where I put the drugs. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I get up and wonder over. Pulling the draw open, I notice the bag of cocaine was now all gone and before there was quite a bit left. A lot goes through my mind as I wonder whether to say anything. As her friend I feel obliged but, on the other hand, we've only known each other for a relatively short while.

I close the drawer when I hear the toilet flush, walk over to the window, and look out. A pair of arms wrap around me, and Bec nuzzles into my neck. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"Oh, I'm just wondering what will happen tomorrow in court," I lied.

I turn, and we start to kiss. It's not long until Bec breaks and pulls me towards the bedroom. We don't mess around stripping each other, quickly undressing ourselves. Bec is the first to dive onto the bed. Why does it always take longer when you want to rush?

Finally, I get my boxers off and crawl onto the bed on my hands and knees. Looking at the babe stretched out before me, I take a moment to absorb the view of this voluptuous woman fully.

"Are you going to sit there looking or fuck me?" Bec says as she thinks she's waited long enough. I ease myself beside her, and our lips touch. I feel Bec relax and groan into my mouth. "About fuckin time," she growls.

Bec is breathing harder as I run my fingers lightly through her hair. She makes eye contact as I move away a little. I feel a hand search hungrily for my cock. She starts panting as I kiss down her neck towards those incredible tits.

"Please," Bec begs. "Please do that thing with your tongue."

I couldn't help but smile. "All in good time, my dear," I say between kisses.

I know from before that her tits are very sensitive, and I plan to ensure they get plenty of my attention. It occurs to me just how many men dream of being where I am now, and most of them must do it with their cocks in their hands.

I reach those incredible mounds and suck her left nipple into my mouth. Beck groans inside, "Shit, I've missed this," she says as she tries to control her breath.

I position myself between her legs, resting my stomach against her pussy. As I continue to play with her tits, she grinds her pussy into me. I can feel that area is already well lubricated and yearning for the same attention her right nipple is now getting, but I want to make the most of this rare opportunity. With Bec in America most of the year, we rarely get time to fuck.

With my hunger for her boobs satisfied, I make my way south. I feel a slight pressure on my head as Bec tries to hurry me, but I am in no rush.

I kiss and nibble my way down, bypassing her pussy onto the inside of her thighs. I alternate side to side randomly, so she can't predict where I am going next, stimulating spots she had forgotten she had. The noises now coming from her are very self-satisfying as I glance up at her face, which is in ecstasy. My eyes are drawn to her glistening pubic hair. Deciding I have let her wait long enough, I work my way up the inside of her thigh.

I nuzzle into her pubic hair, pressing my nose into her opening, and take in the full aroma of a woman fully turned on. Sliding my nose up, opening her fully, and kissing her hooded clit as I pause flicking my tongue over her now fully erect clit Bec starts to murmur incoherently. I lift my head for a second to survey and take stock. She has a very pronounced pussy. I'm not sure if this is from the years of mistreatment or if she was born like it. I open my mouth and gently suck her outer lips, and tugging on them using my lips. Bec's breathing is coming out in gasps, and her body is jolting like she is being electrocuted. She seems more sensitive than usual, so I keep my teeth out of the game.

I move my hand to her breast, taking hold of her nipple and rolling it between my fingers. This makes her squirm, and she moans louder. I chose this moment to insert my finger so that I can locate her g-spot.

Glancing up, I see Bec's eyes rolling up into her head. Quickly locating my goal, I remove my finger and insert my tongue. I feel Bec brace herself, ready for what she knows is to come. Once I am confident I am in the correct position, I curl my tongue and apply slight suction.

Bec grabs a handful of bedding, and her hips raise off the bed as her orgasm quickly builds inside her. The spread of her orgasm catches her unprepared and rips through her as she cries out loud. Her whole body vibrates violently, and her muscles tense as the shockwaves spread out.

I am thankful that she didn't crush my head, and I used the opportunity to reposition myself. I give her no rest bite as I run the enlarged head of my cock through her swollen pussy lips.

Once satisfied that my cock is lubricated enough, I push at her opening and slide myself balls deep in one smooth move. Bec's eyes shoot open, and she takes in another lungful of air.

She cries out, and her body spasms. I don't allow her to relax as I start moving in and out with full-length strokes. Whenever I hit full depth, I grind my pubic bone into her clitoral hood. Bec's body shakes uncontrollably as she loses all control of her motor functions. Her eyes have rolled back again, and she is now gasping for air through gritted teeth.

This has got me so turned on that as I start to pump harder, I feel my climax begin to build straight away. I slow just a bit to help me calm enough to gain control before I speed back up. Bec's pussy starts to pulsate rhythmically to my thrusts and then grips me tightly as another orgasm hits her. That is all it takes to push me over the top as I try desperately to hold on just a little longer.

As my cock starts to spurt into her depths, I press our pubic bones together, triggering one last orgasm. She lays there gasping for breath with her eyes closed. Aftershocks roll through her body as she makes little whimpering sounds.

I am spent as I crawl back up the bed, and kiss Bec on the lips.

"Fuckin' hell, Rob!" she says. "You almost fucked me unconscious then." She takes a deep breath and then blows it out, cooling my sweaty face. She then smiles at me. "You know that I now live for what you just did to me?"

"I'm surprised you took so long to get yourself sorted then."

"I'm serious, and I can't help my other commitments." She looks at me for a moment like she's locking the moment into her memory. "Besides, any more than once a week would kill me."

Before I lay back, I give Bec a gentle, loving kiss. She groans and tightens her arm around me. Pulling back so we are looking into each other's eyes, I smile. Putting a stray strand of hair back behind her ear, I again lean forward and kiss her. This kiss is different from anything we have done all night. There is the usual spark, but also something else, an unspoken understanding that our relationship is becoming more than just sex.

Bec smiles and runs her fingers through my untidy hair. I lay back and close my eyes. I was only going to have a short rest before getting a shower, but the incident-filled day soon catches up, and I fall into a deep sleep.

******

It's Friday, and we are standing outside the courtroom. This will be both Bec's and Jenny's last day. Both have work commitments that can't wait, but I am overwhelmed by the generous support that they've shown me. After last night there is a slight awkwardness between Nathaniel and me.

Jenny seems to be her normal self, but unhappy with Nathaniel. Every time Nathanial speaks, she gives him that look, that only your girlfriend can, when she's pissed.

"Jenny, do you mind if I have a quiet word?"

"Whatever you have to say can be said here," Nathaniel says quite forcefully.

Jenny ignores him. "Yeah, come on. Let's take a walk." Nathaniel goes to say something, but Jenny glares at him, and he decides this isn't the time or place.

As we walk away, I deliberately put my arm around her, and she reciprocates. I hear Bec say, "Easy buster, they can't get up to anything in the street."

"To start with, I would like to thank you for coming down for this and showing me your support. It means a lot, and I'm not sure how I would have coped if you hadn't."

"I've seen your pain first hand, and I'm not talking about that six-inch scar."

"Yeah, I hadn't realized how much I had bottled up. Anyway, the other thing is....."

"You're worried about how Nathaniel is treating me?"

"Well, yeah, " I say as I breath out.

"He's not normally like that, and I had a right go at him after we left you last night. You bring out the worst in him, and he's now found out that we slept together."

"You should have told him earlier."

"I was going to but didn't find the right time. Then all this happened, and I knew that he wouldn't let me come if he knew we had a sexual history."

"Yeah, I get that. What I want you to know is that if you ever want to get away, there is always a place for you here or in Edinburgh. You don't even have to phone, and I will always be happy to see you."

"Thank you, Rob. You've always been and always will be my best friend."

We walk back towards the court. "Make sure you keep in touch. I know it will cause some friction, but I'll only feel comfortable if I know you are happy."

"That's an understatement. It was hard enough when he thought we were just pen pals. I'll tell him that he either likes it or leaves."

"I'm glad we've had this talk. It's already set my mind to rest."

"Good," she says with a smile. "Looks like we are about to go in."

"Yeah, timed that perfect."

The doors open, and we move with the rest of the crowd. It takes a little time going through the metal detector before we finally get into Court One. We take our normal seats and wait for things to get going.

The prosecution lawyer, Alice Carrington, sees me and walks over. "Rob, it looks like Mrs. Kean will be the last witness. We then have our last chance to put the prosecution's point across before the Jury goes out and decides.

She pauses to see if I have any questions, but all I have is, "thank you, Alice." She looks at me, a little surprised I remembered her first name, let alone used it. Finally, she smiles, gives me a nod, and walks back to her seat.

Mr. Kean walks in with his lawyer, not looking best happy. Just like the previous days, he doesn't look in my direction. Today, Charlie is sitting next to my mother behind us. "What did Alice Carrington tell you, Rob?" My mother asks into my ear.

"Just that Mrs. Kean is the last witness. They will be summing up, and the Jury should be going out today."

"Surprised she's got the cheek to testify after what Ruth said."

"Maybe she didn't know. All the witnesses are not allowed in here."

"I'm sure Mr. Kean said something."

"It caused a big row apparently," Charlie says. "And my mother can be very stubborn sometimes."

"All stand," the bailiff calls as the Judge enters.

We sit back down, and the Judge has a quick word with the bailiff. "Right, can we call your last witness, please, Mr. O'Neal?"

"Yes, your honor. Calling Mrs. Lillian Kean."

We hear the clip-clop of high heels on the stone floor as Mrs. Kean enters the courtroom. I'm not sure why she thinks a figure-hugging leopard print cat suit with her tits pushed up and out, was a good idea.

She's sworn in, and Mr. O'Neal stands. He doesn't look very confident as he approaches the witness stand. "Mrs. Kean..." he begins. She smiles and sits up straight.

"My god, she's loving the attention," Bec says.

"Can you tell the Jury what happened to you on the morning in question?"

"Yes," she starts moving closer to the mic in front of her. "My oldest daughter Charlie and Rob had not long split......" She runs through everything that happened truthfully until the point she goes up into the bedroom. "I go to the bedroom to change because I had not long had a shower and only had a pair of panties under my robe." She pauses for a second like she has just revealed something truly important. "I had just closed the door when Rob quietly knocked. I went to the door, and he pushed his way in as I opened it. I tell him to leave because it's inappropriate, but he shouts something bout not loving Charlie but me and then pushes me on the bed." She takes a deep breath like she's composing herself. "My robe falls open, exposing my breasts," she continues as her voice starts to break. "He must have panicked or something because the next thing I know, he's out the door, and my daughter is stood there with her hand over her mouth."