I decided to end my “brief” – cough – 14 chapters – detour and go back to the present.
Enjoy!
‘Honey we’re homeeeeeee!’ Howard has just stepped into the house, holding Jason in one arm and the groceries in the other. “We didn’t get much writing done today. Gaz was not in the mood, something about a fridge accident. We couldn’t get any additional detail from him so we just decided to call it a day. Went home with Markie and there I found my bundle of Jay.” Jay-Jay smooches his father like he’s the only man on earth “And we decided – didn’t we mate – to stop at Waitrose so we could cook mummy a proper dinner”.
“You are too good to be true” and I clap my hands.
“Yeh, we know”, heads towards the kitchen, places the groceries on the counter and Jay-Jay on his chair. Looks at me and starts talking to him while handing some his toys.
“Mummy’s looking quite crossed. Isn’t she mate? Yes she is, yes she is. Do you think she’s crossed with us? She shouldn’t’ be. She finished her chapter and we left her alone the entire afternoon. Way more free time than daddy gets in a month. Doesn’t he?”
“Well Jay-Jay, mummy’s pretty tired and she would appreciate if your lazy old daddy gave her a little bit of help around instead of sitting on his sexy arse composing music all day”.
“Daddy’s composing music so we can pay the bills, doesn’t he” still playing with him.
“Well, if maybe daddy would come here and greet mummy properly…”
Howard walks toward me and kisses me with passion, my hand moves from his chest down to his groin and he jumps “hey! There’s a child here!”
I sigh frustrated “he does not understand, he watches BabyTV all day for god sake! And you have been neglecting me lately” I now play with the buttons of his shirt, “we used to climb the bedroom’s walls and now all you do is cooking and playing the piano. I might have to find myself another luveeer”.
“Let me feed the heir to the throne first and I’ll feed you good next”.
“Promises, promises, and promises” I say in a mocking tone, shaking my head. He rolls his sleeves, and hands Jay-Jay a cookie “sorry mate, daddy’ll be right back”. He grabs my waist pushing me outside the kitchen onto the corridor and whispers to my ear “I’m gonna teach you a lesson you won’t forget young lady”.
He pushes me against the wall and his hands are under my skirt in no time. He kisses me with such a passion he almost takes me by surprise. I’m still amazed by how fast he can be turned on.
He rips my panties while I undo his belt and unbutton his jeans. “Stupid boxers, why do you wear them?” I almost can’t breath.
We’re done talking now, it’s just hungry kisses, and moans.
“Howie, shushhhh, Jay-Jay, remember?”
“It’s your all your fault” and he enters me with one fierce, rough thrust, like we haven’t had sex in ages. He keeps on thrusting; I can only try to keep up with his rhythm when he bites my neck. He knows it drives me crazy. Our bodies are a familiar territory, we know what to do to pleasure the other.
Jay-Jay on the other room is banging a spoon on the table repeating “DAD-DAD-DAD”.
He kisses me and yells “I’m coming mate!”
“Me too” I manage to mumble.
We laugh and kiss one last time. He pulls his boxers and jeans back up, I straighten my skirt and pick my panties off the floor. “Must start buying them at Marks & Spencer, you show no respect for my La Perla lingerie”
“But I like it, you have no idea how much”, takes my hand and we go back into the kitchen. Walks back to the sink where he starts washing vegetable and sings
“Aw, aw baby, yeah, ooh yeak, huh, listen to this
Spy on me baby use satellite
Infrared to see me move through the night
Aim gonna fire shoot me right
Aim gonna like the way you fight
And I love the way you fight
Now you found the secret code
I use to wash away my lonely blues well
So I cant deny or lie cause you’re a
Sex-bomb sex-bomb you’re a sex-bomb uh, huh
You can give it to me when I need to come along give it to me
Sex-bomb sex-bomb you’re my sex-bomb
And baby you can turn me on baby you can turn me on
You know what you’re doing to me don’t you. I know you do”
“Daddy needs therapy, don’t you think my little Attila?” and I give Jay-Jay is bottle.
“No don’t get me wrong aint gonna do you no harm no
This bombs made for lovin’ and you can shoot it far
I’m your main target come and help me ignite
Love struck holding you tight hold me tight darlin …
Babe you are wearing me out. I don’t recall such a non-stop humping since…………………………………..” I can tell he’s thinking about it, I can almost imagine the line crossing his forehead. Drops the zucchini in the sink and turns around with the biggest smile ever on his face. I nod, that’s all he needs to know. Come to me, falls on his knees and start kissing my belly. “Another baby, we’re having another baby. If we keep this pace we’re gonna have a whole soccer team by the time I retire. Jay-Jay we’re having a baby sister”.
“We don’t know yet”.
“If not we’ll keep on trying until we get one”.
“We’ll see. In the meantime I got us enrolled in a Family-planning course. THIS cannot keep happening. I also might need one of you bodyguards when breaking the news to Henry. He won’t be happy having to teach my classes, again”.
“Humm, speaking of happy, since you’re expecting my second child, don’t you think it’s about time you make me an honest man and marry me?”
“No way. I don’t need a piece of paper to tell me you’ll be here, and if it comes to the worst I’ll just smash your knees with a hammer and chain you to the bedpost. Stephen King rules!”
He swallows and says “fair enough. So when are you talking to Henry?”
“We have a department meeting in 2 days”.
“But I won’t be here, we have the two TV gigs in Paris, remember? It’s all about keeping the interest alive, so they say, MTV on Friday night and morning show the following day.”
“Don’t worry. You go and have fun. I can deal with him. And I’ll bring blueberry muffins”.
“Sure?”
“Positive. I’m starving …”
“Dinner is on the way” and goes to the stove “but just to set the record straight this time, you ARE NOT eating for two”
“Are you calling me fat?” “I would never dare, I care about my life. I’m just saying we were both green and while expecting Attila the Hun we overdid your diet. That’s all”
“That was close”
“I know, but I’m cute and smart!”
“Jay-Jay daddy thinks he’s funny”
“I am”
“Sure thing. FYI, I’m taking care of Dawn’s present. Going shopping tomorrow afternoon”.
“What about J…”
“You’re babysitting. Didn’t you get the memo?”
“I’ll be recording”
“So he’ll be recording too. Don’t you love being part of a team?”
“Of course I do. Do I ever get to be the manager though?”
“Nope, position has been taken already. You get to be the charming yet deadly forward”.
“I like that”.
“Me too” and I give him a mischievous smile.
It’s already 4 o’clock; Jay-Jay is sitting on his pram, all dressed up and waiting to go out. I open his bag one more time. “Well, let’s see. Shrek action figure, check. Two ‘touch and feel’ books, check. Bottle number one, water. Check. Bottle number two, formula, check. Biscuits, check. Healthy yet disgusting snack. Check. Nappies, check, check and check. Hat. Check. Sun lotion – why mummy even bothers with it doesn’t even know, wishful thinking I guess. Check anyway. Additional pair of pants in case you make a mess. Check. Oh boy! I pack lighter when I go away for the week-end and we’re just going to daddy. I don’t know what Ulysses had to complain about. He only had to travel for 10 years to eventually get home. I have been trying to leave the house for the past 30 minutes and we’re still in square one. Aren’t we little Attila?”
He laughs and put a biscuit in his mouth.
We get to the recording studio after few stops along the way involving petting a couple of dogs walked by the park by nice ladies and the amazement with related squirming at the sudden vision of a red double-decker coming from around the corner.
I open the door to the recording studio and push the pram in.
“Here is my woman!”
“Jason I’ve told you so many times, it is supposed to be a secret. Do you remember? I gave you a long lecture on secret affairs as opposed to legitimate relations”
“I’m sorry, keep forgetting. Howard told us the big news! Congratulations! Does it mean you’re not running away with me any time soon?”
“I’m afraid not, we would have to reschedule, I’m stuck with him for at least another 8 months.”
“Lucky bastard!” Howard is watching our little gig and gives him a friendly punch on the shoulder “Ouch, be careful man! I’m valuable and delicate!” He then turns his attention to a very loud Attila. “And look who’s here with us today. Little Jay come to big Jay” and he takes him into his arms.
“No mate, you keep on getting it all wrong” Mark adds “that would be young Jay as opposed to old Jay” pointing at the two of them.
“I’m not old! I can still break, can’t I Gaz?”
“Not for long” he replies.
“I’m in a perfect shape. Unlike you, I treat my body like a temple”
There’s not stopping the teasing now “and you should let someone in that temple of yours every once in a while”. Then he realizes what he has just said and just stays there holding his donut. “Mate, it’s not what it sounded like, it’s not like you have to let someone ‘in’ literally, it was just a metaphor”.
“So what you’re really saying is Jason should simply ‘open up’ to new and maybe ‘different’ experiences?” Mark shows no mercy for Gaz now.
“Exactly!” - than pauses - “No, no, no, Markie … Jay, really.” They’re both watching him, sinking deeper and deeper. Jason is pretending to be pissed at him. Gaz looks around seeking support “I simply…..oh come on guys…. Doug, I could use some help here!”
“No thanks, I prefer watching disasters from a distance, it’s safer”.
“Well, I’ll leave the four of you to your little games. I have some shopping to do and my credit card has been sitting in my purse for too long. We’re ready to roll! Howard, the blue bag should contain everything you might need, we’re covered for almost any event or major calamity. If it gets really bad you just call me.”
“Don’t worry, we will take care of him. You have fun and buy me an expensive present”
“What for?”
“’cause I’m cute!”
“You have a point, I’ll see what I can find. Bye guys”
“Mon, can I come with you? I have the feeling I’m not loved enough around here”.
“No Gaz, they might not love you but they definitely need you when it comes to music”.
The other three are about to give me a piece of their minds on the subject but I blow them a kiss and leave.
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