Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (13) Familial Relativity (Part 04)
Although Jonathon was very content with his life and could fulfill the majority of his needs via the internet, there was one thing that could only be experienced in the flesh, ok there were two things but the primary one for Jonathon was the cinema.
There was nothing in cyberspace that could substitute for the pleasure of sitting in the darkened cinema to watch a movie on the big screen.
It was his only real concession to his way of life and while he was at the Post Office he bought a Shallowfield and Childean Chronicle which had amongst many other interesting things, the cinema listings.
He paid for his purchases and stood outside the shop and turned to the entertainment section of the paper, and smiled to himself when he read that the new Jurassic Park movie was showing at The Oasis Multiplex in Childean.
Later that evening he had a shower and shave and was preparing to spend the evening at the cinema to watch the latest Jurassic Park and indulge his guilty passion, when he remembered he had left his after shave in the main bathroom, he had been using the en suite since Gemma arrived for obvious reasons, but some of his things were still in there.
So he walked across the landing wearing a towel and without hesitating entered the main bathroom, walked to the sink, found his aftershave amongst all the feminine potions and powders that had appeared on the shelf and was just turning to leave as Gemma stepped naked from the shower, with water dripping from her treasures and running down her beautiful firm young body.
On reflection he knew he’d stood staring at her for longer than he should have but he struggled to draw his eyes away.
But when he realized he said,
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t think”
At which point she grabbed the towel and covered herself and he headed hurriedly out the door repeating
“Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry” Until he reached the sanctuary of his bedroom.
He took his towel off and began dressing and all the while he was muttering to himself.
“Oh fantastic, that’s just what I need, as if having her in the house hasn’t been awkward enough, I have to see her naked”
He pulled his trousers up and added
“I don’t know what you were thinking just wandering in there, and did you have to stand and stare for quite so long?”
He sat down on the bed and began to pull his sock on.
“She was like your bloody sister” He said and then attended to his other sock
“And there you stood for God knows how long with your eyes sticking out like chapel hat pegs staring at her treasures”
He continued muttering to himself as he slipped his shoes on and as he opened the bedroom door he saw Gemma emerge from the bathroom all dry, perfumed and powdered and wearing a dressing gown.
“I’m…” he started to say but he felt himself flush and he was unable to finish the sentence and hurried down the stairs and straight out the front door more than half an hour earlier than he needed to, so he sat in the car and muttered to himself some more.