An Angel In Pyjamas (Part Two)
On Saturday morning he was busy in the garden pruning back the shrubbery when Jane appeared at the backdoor
“I’m doing a shift at the café this afternoon” she called
“Ok” he replied
“There is a bunch of flowers on the table” she continued “I don’t have time to drop them off, so can you do it?”
“Sure” he replied “who are they for?”
“Angela of course” she said “why do you never pay attention”
Flowers, why didn’t he think of flowers, it was perfect.
As soon as Jane had left he went upstairs and showered and shaved.
Then he got in his car and drove the six miles to the small block of flats where Angela lived.
He walked up to the first floor and rang the bell and a few minutes later it was opened by Judith Smallwood the flat mate.
“Hi Judith” he said “I have flowers for the invalid”
“Hello Mr Capel” she said politely “Do come in”
As he followed Judith down the hall staring at her denim clad cheeks he thought that Angela’s flat mate had the three main attributes that Angela lacked youth, height and breasts.
But despite that there was something he hoped Angela had that Judith never would, a willingness to sleep with him.
“It’s Mr Capel” Judith announced as he walked in
“Hello Colin” she said recumbent on the sofa with her sprained ankle resting on a chair supported by a large cushion.
She was wearing a blue fleecy dressing gown over the top of pink striped pyjamas.
“What a lovely surprise”
“I come bearing gifts” he said and proffered the bunch of flowers which Judith snatched from his grasp and took them away to the kitchen
“They’re lovely” said the Roedean girl and motioned with her head like someone watching the grand prix and has just seen the car race down the home straight.
He sat down on the sofa next to her
“I would have come sooner” he said after Judith had gone.
“But…” He didn’t finish his sentence as Angela had taken hold of his hand which she continued to hold until Judith reappeared.
“Will you be alright if I just pop into town?” she asked “I won’t be long”
“Of course” Angela replied “Colin will keep me company for a little while, won’t you Colin?”
“Oh yes” he replied “I’ll take good care of her”
The second they heard the front door close Angela took hold of his hand again and held it against her cheek.
“How’s your ankle?” he asked
“Not too bad” she said and Colin took that as a green light for some gentle sex.
“I was hoping you would come to see me” she said in her posh wanton accent
“I came as soon as I could” he explained
“I know” she said holding his palm against her cheek.
He moved closer to her and kissed her mouth.
She reciprocated instantly with lips soft and yielding, and her mouth was hot and her tongue was inquisitive.
Angela’s hands began to claw at his shirt dragging it free from his trousers.
She made a half-hearted effort to pull it off but from her semi recumbent position she couldn’t manage it.
“Take it off” she barked
He pulled it off over his head and threw it onto an empty chair and then her trembling hands were all over his naked flesh and she sighed.
He untied the belt of her dressing gown and slowly opened the two halves like the leaves of some great volume and Angela pulled him to her and kissed his mouth again as his fingers started on her buttons.
He took his time as he was in no great hurry as he knew the contents were not as well formed as her flat mates were but that wasn’t the reason for his lack of urgency he wanted to see everything and the slower he went the hotter she got, and he wanted her hot.
Her hands ran up and down his back as each button in turn yielded to him and as each one did so she gave a little snort of approval as her mouth remained clamped to his.
When the final button succumbed he pushed the fabric aside and caressed her meagre breasts and was toying with her exceptional nipples and Angela began to murmur in his mouth.
Colin broke away from her lips and quickly transferred his affections to her dark proud teats, sucking on them like a hungry child as she lay back and bit her lip.
Her chest was rising and falling and he could hear her heart pounding.
Meanwhile his hand had begun to pull the elasticated waist of her bottoms but he couldn’t do it one handed.
So he left her wet misshaped nipples and reached up under her arse and with both hands he smartly yanked them from her arse and down her thighs.
To preserve her modesty Angela quickly covered her newly uncovered bush with her dressing gown as he pulled them all the way off one leg and holding that leg by the ankle he began kissing it all the way down her leg to an obvious goal but he only got as far as the back of her knee when she said
“No Colin” she pleaded but he started down her thigh
“Please don’t” she begged “I haven’t showered”
Then she put a cushion over her face to hide her embarrassment.
Colin released her leg, paused only to uncover her bush then lifted the cushion and kissed her lips softly.
“Don’t hide from me” he said as his fingers parted her lips and gently massaged her as Angela wriggled beneath his hand and moaned softly.
It wasn’t long before she made it known that she was ready as she awkwardly sat up and began to undo his trousers.
But with her sprained ankle still balanced on the cushions she struggled and so he hurriedly finished the job as she spread her thighs wide to receive him.
Colin slid his hands down her outer thighs until he had a buttock in each hand and then he was inside her.
He looked down at her and Angela was in a frenzy, her head was rolling back and forth, she was biting her lip as her hands gripped the edges of the sofa and she panted out course rasping breaths until she cried out finally in orgasm.
As he drove home he reflected on the afternoon and pronounced to himself that it was nice, gentle and comfortable but the next time would be a little more vigorous, a little more exciting and decidedly more animal.