Jamie and Liam walked back into the room to find only staff cleaning up and the band loading their equipment onto trolleys. All the guests had left.

They put their empty beer bottles on a table and slumped into a couple of the few chairs not yet stacked.

The head waiter approached, "I'm sorry sir, we thought everyone had left. Do you need anything before we pack everything up.?"

"Just two Wild Turkey on the rocks if it's not too much trouble, thanks."

"No trouble at all sir."

Jamie looked at Liam, "How long were we out there? Everyone's gone."

"I don't know, but it had to be twenty-five or thirty minutes. And after your stunt, I guess everyone thought, it was all over."

"Yeah, but even the boys from work, who will hang about while there's still free grog, have gone. I would have thought they'd still be here."

After a brief silence, Liam was looking at Jamie, "Go on, what is it? I can tell you're dying to say something."

"You know, I reckon your PA, Liz would be up for it."

Jamie gave him a look of exasperation. "What brought that on?"

"I'm just sayin', I reckon she would. She's gorgeous, and you did just give her a Beemer… What was that about? Are you already doing her?"

"No, I'm not… Stop it, will you? The car thing was a spur of the moment thing. I'm not in the mood for your bullshit right now."

A waitress brought their drinks. As she handed Jamie his glass and looked like she wanted to say something, but they just gently smiled at each other before she slowly turned to get back to work.

They watched her shapely bottom in her tight uniform as she walked away. Liam nudged Jamie in the ribs, "Do you reckon she's wearing panties under that tight uniform." Then added, "Did you see the way she looked at you. She wants you, mate."

Jamie scoffed, "For fuck sake, Liam. Not every woman who smiles at me wants to fuck me... She saw what happened here tonight. She was probably just feeling… sorry for me. That's all. A bit of sympathy."

"I know what I saw, and you two just had a moment. The way you were looking at each other."

"Okay, whatever. It's pointless arguing with you."

They sat quietly for a while, sipping their drinks and watching the activity.

Liam spoke again.

"I would never have imagined you could have done what you did tonight. To humiliate anyone so publicly, let alone Mel. It's just not like you."

"Yes, well, what can I say, I was pissed off and truly angry. Shows what anger can do to a normally rational person."

"In all our year as friends, I've never once seen you get angry or, lose your cool. You were so calm and in control when you were making your speech. You didn't look angry. So that's what happens when you get so annoyed, so pissed off for you to do that?"

Jamie just looked at Liam but didn't reply.

"So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to go home?"

"Well I've booked a charming cottage for Mel and me for a week, and my car is already there. The limo was going to take us there so now he can take just me. Only one other person knows where it is, and I know she won't tell, so I reckon I'll spend some time there to get my head straight."

"Where is it.?"

"Nice try. No, I need to be alone. I'll come back when I'm ready."

Jamie wanted to change the subject, so he went back to Liam's previous obsession.

He laughed, "You're lining up quite a harem for me, aren't you. Let's see first you had Janice, then a threesome with Mel and Ang, then Liz and now this beautiful young lady who gave us our drinks."

"Charlotte, her name's Charlotte."

"How the fuck do you know her name?"

"You are distracted, aren't you? You're the one who's usually right on to this stuff. Her name badge, I read it on her badge sitting right on her beautiful left breast. Did you even notice what beautiful tits she's got while you two were having your moment?"

"Yes, I noticed she has a very nice figure. She's very pretty."

Liam laughed mockingly,

"A very nice figure. Dude, she's drop-dead gorgeous, but if you don't want to know, well I can't help you. You can lead a horse, yada yada."

Jamie turned to Liam, "How are you getting home? I thought Stacy was going to take you home."

"Yeah, well I guess I'll get a taxi or Uber… or thumb a ride."

Just then, a door on the other side of the room flung open.

Jamie laughed, "Would you look at that? Whisper her name, and she appears'… and she looks mighty pissed off at you though."

Liam jumps to his feet. "There you are, sweetheart. I've been looking everywhere for you."

Stacy snaps back, "Don't give me that sweetheart bullshit. You've been sitting on your arse getting pissed."

Jamie laughed mockingly, "You got yelled at. You're in trouble."

"It's okay, I'll smooth things over. She'll be right."

Stacy gave Jamie a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I don't know what to say, Jamie."

"Yes, I suspect, I'll get a lot of that. It's okay. I appreciate your support."

Liam put his arms out. "Don't I get a kiss and a hug?"

Stacey turned to Jamie and whispered, "I'm as horny as hell, and I'm gunna fuck him senseless when I get him home, but I'm gunna make him think he's in the bad books and razz him some more first."

Jamie smiled at her.

Stacey turned to Liam, "I'll give you a kick up the arse. Go and get in the car…" She turned back to Jamie, "Oh, Jamie, your Limo driver is out there wondering what he's to do."

"Yes, of course. Can you please tell him I'll be out there in a minute? I just need to speak with the manager first."

After dealing with the manager, Jamie stepped into the foyer when he heard a sweet voice. "Excuse me, sir."

Jamie turned, "Oh, Charlotte, is it?"

She blushed, "Yes... I'm sorry to bother you but." She looked around to check that her manger couldn't see. "Um... I've never done this before, but." She handed Jamie a piece of paper. "Sometimes it's good to talk to someone who's not family or already a friend who won't judge you and has no expectations of you. If you'd like someone to talk to or... whatever, I'm a good listener, and I've got other skills apart from making drinks. That's my number. I'd love to listen or whatever."

Jamie kissed her on the cheek and sort of a hug. Charlotte pulled him in a little closer with a quick kiss on the lips. "I'd better get back to work."

Outside a distinguished-looking chauffeur was standing by the open to his Lincoln Town Car door. Quietly spoken, "Will sir be travelling alone?"

"Please, call me Jamie and yes, it's just me."

"Very well, sir. My name is Alfred."

Jamie smiled, "Of course it is. What else could it be."

As they pulled away, "Where would you like me to take you, sir?"

"To the cottage in the hills that was originally arranged, please."

"Very good, sir."

"Please call me Jamie. I'm not up for that 'sir' bullshit tonight."

"Very well… Jamie. While I was waiting for you, some of your friends wanted to know where I was to take you, but I can assure you, I did not disclose anything... I was wondering if you would like me to take a less direct route to be sure none of your friends are trying to follow. It wouldn't be the first time."

"Sounds like an excellent idea, Alfred… Do what you think's best. If you don't mind me asking, what did they offer to give the address."

"It's not important… Jamie. Just rest assured, I didn't let on. Although I did think it would be fun to give them an address of one of the posh Hotels in the city as a bit of a ruse."

Jamie laughed. Alfred continued. "Your last friend to come out was very insistent, sir."

Jamie laughed again. "That was Liam and yes I bet he was. Let me guess... he offered you a grand to tell him. Didn't he?"

Jamie shifted so he could see Alfred's eyes in the rear-view mirror. Alfred didn't answer.

"I can see you're too discrete to answer, but I can see it in your eyes. I bet he offered at least that, maybe more."

"Just as I wouldn't tell them where we might be going, with all due respect Jamie, it would be inappropriate for me to discuss such things. I think I've already said too much."

"Okay, Alfred, I respect that."

Jamie nodded off on the long drive, but as they pulled up to the cottage, Alfred gently cleared his throat. "Excuse me, sir… I mean Jamie. We're here. Were you expecting guests? There appear to be two cars here."

Jamie rubbed his eyes. "One of the cars is mine, but the other is… my mothers-in-law's. Well, I guess for the moment she's still my mother-in-law, but what the fuck is she doing here?"

Gathering his thoughts, he asked, "Alfred, do you have a card, please? I like your discretion, and I may have some more work for you."

"Excuse me, sir. You asked me to call you Jamie. Respectfully if I'm to continue to be of service to you, I'd prefer to refer to you as sir or Mr. Ryan, I do hope that is acceptable."

"Fine, I'm in no mood to argue. Thank you, Alfred, I'm sure I'll be calling you soon. Have a good night, Alfred."

"Thank you, sir. Good night."

Jamie stood looking at the cottage as Alfred drove away. Reluctant to go in, not sure how to deal with Janice.

Approaching the door, he could hear jazz music it was Vince Jones, Janice's favourite. Sliding the key in, he opened the door, "Hi Janice, it's me." But he received no reply. Closing the door, he didn't know which way to look. She was on the sofa spread out almost naked with her dress pulled up around her shoulders. Her, shoes, panties, and pantyhose in a heap on the floor, her eyes were closed as she was franticly driving a small dildo into her glistening pussy. One leg laying along the sofa, the other on the floor spreading her legs. He stood at the door, staring at this gorgeous woman as her orgasm was peaking. Her panting, grunts and groans coming faster. He was about to try to go back outside with the thought to make a lot more noise to signal his arrival when, to his surprise, she opened her eyes. Still, instead of panicking and covering herself in embarrassment, she pulled the small dildo out and held it up. "Have you got anything bigger than this to stick in here?" pointing at her swollen pussy. She had polished off most of a bottle of champagne, on top of whatever she'd already consumed at the wedding reception.

Trying to ignore her obvious arousal, despite what it was doing for his arousal, he quizzed, "What are you doing here? Did you drive here?... Surely you'd already had too much to drink at the wedding."

"Yes, you're probably right. Well anyway, I'm here now… I hope you don't mind, I've had some of your bubbles. I wasn't expecting you to come here, I thought I'd have the place to myself, but I'm incredibly happy you're here now."

Jamie smiled, "Thank you, and it's fine about the champagne, but are you okay, shouldn't you be at home?"

Still not having attempted to cover up, she mocked laughter loudly. "After what I said to Howard, I couldn't go home. And after everything else that happened, he'd be unbearable. Frankly, I'm not sure I'll ever want to go home. I figured this place would be empty, and no one would find me here. Anyway, enough about me, how are you, sweetheart? That was quite a show. A wedding we won't quickly forget." She sighed, "I'm so sorry about what Melissa's done and as for that bitch Angela."

Janice tried to get up but fell back down then slid off the sofa onto the floor. Jamie quickly helped her back up and straightened her dress for her.

"You're such a good boy. That slut daughter of mine doesn't deserve you," she slurred.

He helped her to sit back down, "Okay, looks like we're here for the night. You can sleep in the bed, I'll sleep here on the sofa."

"Nonsense, this is supposed to be your honeymoon." Jamie scoffed as she continued, "You should have the bed… Good heavens have you seen the bed, it's enormous, we can both sleep there. I trust you." She finished with a cheeky grin then added, "but perhaps you shouldn't trust me. I'm as horny as hell. Champagne does that to me, you know."

Jamie chuckled under his breath, "Good to know." He wasn't sure how to respond so chose to let that through to the keeper. "Well, before I do anything, I need a drink."

Janice had just poured the last of the champagne into her glass. "There's another bottle of champagne in the fridge. Or if you'd prefer, open the door beside it, there's a full bar with all sorts. I think I saw some Wild Turkey in there. I know that's your preferred poison."

"You've checked this place out haven't you."

"I've stayed here before with Howard a year ago. I think he was in between secretaries at the time, so he was slightly more interested in me at the time. That's why I recommend it. I knew it was very nice."

Jamie poured himself a Wild Turkey and sat next to Janice.

"Since you mentioned it... if you don't mind me asking, what's the story with Howard and his secretary? I mean you really through him under the bus tonight, didn't you?"

She scoffed, "I don't mind you asking and yes I wish I could actually throw him under a bus, but they frown on that sort of thing, don't they?"

Jamie smiled, "Mmm, Just a bit. But how could he cheat when he has a gorgeous woman at home?"

Janice smiled and put her hand on his leg. "You are sweet."

"I'm serious. For all her faults, Melissa's beautiful, and it's not difficult to see where she gets her looks from. You look more like her slightly older sister, not her mother. You do everything for him, he'll be stuffed without you, and you don't nag him about shit that frankly you should nag him about."

Janice blushed and squeezed his leg. "Are you flirting with me, because if you are, it's working… Anyhow, I first found out when his previous secretary Miley came and told me about her brief affair with him. He had told her we were separated, and that I was a bitch. When she found out, neither were true, she broke it off, asked to be transferred to someone else's office and came and confessed everything to me. We've become friends and catch up for coffee from time to time. She alerted me a few months ago that she thought he was up to something and there were rumours around the office. I agreed he appeared to be behaving differently, but neither of us could prove anything. Thursday Miley confirmed she had proof."

Jamie still puzzled, "Why would he do it, and what do these girls see in the old man?"

"I don't know. He's not bad looking and in reasonable shape for his age. I don't understand why they keep going back after they've had sex more than a couple of times because he's a lousy lover. Perhaps they can see advancement at work or the opposite if they don't do it."

Jamie laughed. "Why do you say that. Is he?" Jamie holds up his little finger.

Janice smiled, "No, he's not huge, but he's probably a little bigger than average. He doesn't know how to use it. Before I was married, I had men, smaller than him that were much more satisfying lovers because they used what they had creatively and considerately." She sighed, "He has one position, and if I don't manager to climax before him, then I have to take care of myself. Not a fan of DIY, much rather get a man in you might say. Howard doesn't like me to go down on him, and he definitely wouldn't go down on me. I got it all waxed off, you know... down there, in the hope that perhaps it would look more like his young girlfriends. When I did that, I finally convinced him to try it. He wasn't very good at it, but I figured he's only beginning surely he'll get better, but I couldn't get him to go down on me again."

Jamie was a little surprised at her frankness and the detail Janice was prepared to share. "So, does he... I mean has he... have you... um."

Janice's hand was still on his leg. She squeezed it a little as she interrupted to help him. "If you're asking do Howard and I still have sex, or if we've done it recently, the answer is yes occasionally but, no, not in a few months. Why do you ask? Do you want to help a horny old lady out? Because if that's what you're thinking, you would make me happier than I've been in years. I'm tired of being responsible for my own orgasms."

Jamie smiled. "You're not old, and I would love nothing more right now than to take you right here on this sofa, however, given the emotion of tonight and how drunk we both are, particularly you, I think it would be prudent for us to exercise some self-control. We'll see things in the harsh reality of a new day when we're both soberer. Rather than do something we may regret. I love and respect you too much to ruin that just for some fun we won't remember properly anyway."

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "I've always loved you, but even with the emotion of the day and a little drunk, you're still level-headed enough to remain a gentleman."

Jamie thought he'd better change the mood a little, so he got up and opened the other bottle of champagne for Janice and poured himself another Turkey.

They sat quietly, sipping their drinks for a while when Janice broke the silence. "Do you want to talk about it, sweetie?"

"About what?"

"About what! Don't play dumb. You know what I'm talking about. Your sensational speech."

"I wouldn't say it was such a great speech."

"I didn't say great, I said sensational, and it was definitely that. But then again, the definition of a great speech is that is unforgettable and let's face it, anyone who was there will never forget it. What made you do it? I don't blame you for taking such a dramatic measure by the way. But I wouldn't have thought you capable of deliberately causing such public humiliation. You've always been more carefully subtle."

"Well, you're right. I didn't know I was capable of such calculated vengeance and I'm so ashamed of myself."

"Oh, sweetheart. Don't be so hard on yourself. The one you loved and trusted cheated on you in a humiliating fashion and your emotions took over. I get it. I think it might help for you to debrief, to discuss what happened and how you made the decisions you did."

Jamie chuckled gesturing down at her panties and pantyhose on the floor, "I see you've already debriefed."

She gave him a playful slap on the thigh.

"Perhaps you're right. Even though it was your daughter, you're probably the only person I feel comfortable talking to. What do you want to know? Where do I begin?"

"It's always best to start at the beginning."

Jamie sighed, "Yeah, I suppose so. As I understand it, I believe it started after our engagement party. Well, I hope so anyway. If I find out it was happening before that, well, that will change everything for me. Late on the night of the party, Angela came on to me, which was quite a surprise because she had always been standoffish towards me. I didn't think she liked me at all. Ang was very obvious in her advances to me, and I was as gentle, discreet, and polite as I could be when I knocked her back. So she made a bit of a scene and embarrassed herself. She made it her mission to break Mel and me up. I'm sure that if I had taken her up on her offer, she would have been straight back to Mel anyway."

Janice smiled, "Oh yes, she's a piece of work that one. You were doomed if you did and doomed if you didn't."

"So, she concocted some story for Mel. I don't know what that story was yet, but this part I don't understand. Instead of asking me about it, Mel just continued as if nothing was wrong except behind my back. She and Ang were having orgies including their bachelorette party which included Mick, a mate of mine. Ex mate and ex-employee. Ang thought it would be funny to send me the videos of these orgies on the night before the wedding. I have no idea what she expected me to do with them. Call the wedding off, or I suspect she thought I wouldn't have the balls to do anything, and I'd just suck it up and be a cuckold or something."

Janice had a quizzical look on her face. "A what? A cuckold? What's that?"

"I'll explain later. So, I watched the videos over and over… crying at first, but eventually, I stopped being emotional about it and to be honest, I started becoming aroused by them."

Janice blushed, "Yes… Um, can I tell you something very personal that I'm a little embarrassed, even ashamed about… When I first saw them, I was shocked on so many levels. I think the fact that you were doing this shocked me more than the fact that it was my daughter up there doing it. I know what a slut she was, but when I was here alone and thinking about what I'd seen… I became aroused. Not just a little either. That's why my underwear is on the floor."

Jamie smiled sympathetically, "You don't have to tell me this if you don't want to."

Janice's reply was instant, "No, I want to tell you… I need to tell you. While thinking about those hard cocks fucking and cumming. In my mind, it was no longer my daughter. Just thinking about it, I started rubbing myself until I was so wet, I had to remove my knickers and pantyhose and bring myself off."

Jamie had an amused smirk on his face as he looked at her panties on the floor. "You masturbated to the thought of sex videos of your daughter."

She laughed nervously, "When you say like that, it sounds so wrong, but yes, I was so horny, so turned on, I couldn't help myself." She hesitated for a second, "I came three times. In fact, I was having my third as you…"

"Yes, I know. It was extremely arousing to watch."

She put her hand on his leg very close to his crotch "I know more women are watching porn these days, but I never thought I'd like it, so I've never watched any, but I was really turned on. I think I might like it. Do you have the videos with you?"

"You mean of Mel? Yeah, sure, they're on my laptop. The best one is the one they had properly filmed. It was on my birthday, and they did it at my house in our bed. That's probably the time I think that Mel got pregnant."

Janice screamed, "Wait, She's pregnant? What the fuck?... Oh my god… Okay, back up a little, how did I miss this bit? I'm going to be a grandmother?"

"Oh shit, I thought you knew... This is awkward." He gathered his thoughts, "Yes, she's pregnant… Our intention was to begin trying to begin a family as soon as we were married, so I had no issue when she told me she was pregnant. She told me a condom must have broken or something, but the fact is, I'm most likely not the father, and one of those guys did it. But of course, she has no way of knowing who at this point."

Janice stared at Jamie thoughtfully, "Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry. You would make a great father."

"I still might."

"What? After what she's done to you, you'd still consider…"

"Right now, I'm not ruling anything out. I need to do a lot of thinking and eventually talk with Mel if she will talk to me."

"Do you think she will?"

"I have no idea, and right now, I don't know if I want to talk with her."

Jamie paused before continuing, "I had two presentations, the original presentation was what you saw of the new house and car as a wedding gift to Mel. About the only thing you didn't see of the original was some stuff hinted at the fact that we were expecting. That was when I thought the baby was mine. Friday night after Ang sent me all those videos, I made the second version that you saw. The fact was, by morning, I decided I was going to use the original presentation and deal with everything else privately. I was going to forgive her and work our way through everything, including bringing the child up as mine. The irrefutable fact was even after everything she did, I still loved her."

"Oh, Jamie, sweetheart. She doesn't deserve your love… What changed your mind?"

"Melissa and I were mingling with everyone when the M.C. asked for everyone to take their seats as the speeches were about to begin. He called us back to our table. As we walked passed Angela, she stopped us and lent in between us and whispered to me but loud enough that Mel also heard, 'Nice ceremony, cuckie'. Melissa just chuckled and smiled at me, so I decided right then what I was going to do."

Janice quizzed, "Nice ceremony, cuckie? Was she calling you a cuckold?"

"Yes, that's exactly what she called me, and when Mel just chuckled and smiled at me, it told me she was complicit in the whole thing, so I saw red and, well... you saw what I did."

"Okay, you'll have to tell me what a cuckold is."

Jamie googled it and handed his laptop to Janice. Jamie found her changing expressions' amusing as she read more and more.

She handed Jamie his laptop. "Bitches!" was all she said.

Mournfully Jamie sighed, "Yes, and so here I sit with my beautiful mother-in-law instead of my wife and for the first time in a long time, I have no idea what I'm going to do next."

Janice hugged him.

Jamie smiled. "Well, it's late, and I didn't get any sleep late night putting the video presentation together."

Janice struggled to stand up, so Jamie assisted her. "I can't sleep in this thing so can you unzip me please?"

"You're making it hard–"

She jumped in before he could finish the sentence. "Good, if you're getting hard then just slid it in here." She bent over further and spread her cheeks sliding a finger back and forth along her very wet lips then pushing it inside.

"I think I should sleep here on the sofa and you over on the bed. It will be safer."

Janice stood back up and like a spoiled child, conceding that she wasn't going to get what she so desperately wanted, "Okay, okay... I'll behave. It's silly for you to sleep here. You won't get proper sleep, and that's something we both need. So come on, don't be a stick in the mud." Trying one last time.

Janice was right about needing a good sleep. However, after her flaunting herself, and her arousal and how aroused this had made him, Jamie just smiled. "Let's not tempt fate, shall we. I'll be fine right here."

Now completely naked, she turned and kissed him on the lips. "You know where I am if you need me… for anything. Anything at all."

Deliberately ignoring her plea, "Goodnight Janice."

Jamie thought, to have her laying right next to him was too high a temptation. Even if they managed to control themselves, he knew to have this beautiful woman so close and wanting would distractingly occupy his mind. He'd be unlikely to get any sleep anyway.

He did briefly reconsider the sleeping arrangements and perhaps even quenching their combined sexual desires. At least it would distract him from the inevitable brain chatter dealing with the fallout from the bomb he'd dropped earlier.

Staring at the ceiling for nearly an hour stressing over the damage he'd done, consumed about repairing relationships, Jamie became aware of the occasional soft moaning sound from the bed. Listening to her was distracting and doing nothing to help him get to sleep. Thinking of what she was probably doing with herself had stimulated an erection that wouldn't quit. He figured from here in the dark she wouldn't be able to see him, so he pulled the blanket back, closed his eyes and began slowly stroking himself. Suddenly he was startled by movement on the sofa as Janice was straddling him and impaling herself on his erection. His willpower was spent, so did nothing to resist as they mutually let out a moan of satisfaction in unison. She bent down and kissed him as she rode him slowly with steady, deliberate strokes. Jamie reached for her magnificent breasts and gently rolled her nipples between his fingers.

Her panting increasing, she whispered, "How did you know I loved my nipples being rolled like that?"

He quietly replied, "Like mother, like daughter."

She sniggered, and they kissed with a passion she hadn't felt in years.

She whispered, "You're filling me more than I've ever been filled before. Touching places that have never been touched."

Janice increase speed as her orgasm built. Her panting becoming louder and faster.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming," she screamed, "oh my fucking god." She was sliding back and forth on his shaft like a steam train piston with a full head.

Jamie was grunting, "You better let me pull out. I'm going cum."

She growled, 'Just fill me, sweetheart, just fill me. Please, let me feel it."

It was too late to argue as he exploded.

"I can feel it, I can feel you cumming, oh my god that's fucking wonderful."

She kissed him as they descended from their erotic highs.

Panting, "Oh darling, that was wonderful. I don't want it to stop."

He rolled her over and found he was still as hard granite, made love to her again. After they moved to the more comfortable bed making love a third time.

Eventually holding each other as they drifted off to sleep, desires quenched for the time being.

Jamie was woken in the morning with a soft kiss on the lips and the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast cooking.

"Good morning, sleepyhead."

Wiping his eyes, "Good morning, what time is it?"

"It's nearly 10:00 am."

Jamie had never slept beyond 5:45 am. He had always been an early riser and couldn't believe he slept so late. He also couldn't believe what happened or the way he felt about it. He had wanted to have sex with Janice last night but had initially resisted because he was sure they'd regret it. He'd regret it. However, that was not his immediate emotion.

What can he call what happened last night? This gorgeous woman was twenty years older, and the mother of his wife, but he didn't regret it. He found himself wanting to do it again only with a little less urgency and a bit more care and emotion. Yes, he wanted to make love to Janice. The mother of the woman, who less than forty-eight hours ago, he was so excited that he was going to marry. These were emotions Jamie didn't know how to deal with. He was always calm, always in control, always knew what to say, what to do, but not this time.

Janice called to him. "Your breakfast is ready. I've put a bathrobe over the end of the bed."

As he sat down, Janice asked, "You've got a suitcase of Melissa's clothes in your car, haven't you?"

"Yeah, should be something in there for you to put on. You can't get around in that gown all day even though you look glorious in it."

"You always know the right things to say, sweetheart."

Jamie smile at her, "Got that from my dad. always a smooth talker."

There was a brief moment of reflection of his father. A tear welled in Jamie's eye. She wiped his tear as it rolled down his cheek and kissed his forehead as she stood to get the pepper and salt.

They ate in silence, occasionally looking and smiling at each other. Each wondering what the other thought of what happened last night and neither wanting to be the one to speak first.

"Janice, this is killing me, I've got to say something."

"Oh, sweetheart, please don't. I don't want this to end. Not yet."

A huge smile washed across Jamie's face, and Janice smiled back, "I don't want it to end either."

They quickly embraced, knocking over Janice's coffee. There was a desperate move to clean it up, then they sat back down and sighed.

Jamie continued, "Last night, I wanted you so much but was afraid of the fallout today. I was afraid we'd both regret it. Once done, can't be undone. You know what I mean, but I don't feel like that at all. Indeed, I don't understand the emotions I'm feeling, but the one thing I'm sure about is the feeling is not regret. Not at all. I'm guessing I should feel at least a little guilty, but I'm not sure I feel that either."

She sighed with relief, "I feel the same. I don't understand it either. So, what does it mean, what do we do now? How do we figure out what this is we're feeling?" She paused, "What we do next?"

"Is it just lust?" Jamie scoffed.

She chuckled, "Oh darling, trust me, it was lust, but that doesn't mean that's all it was."

Jamie put his hand on hers, "Let's not mess this up. I know we love each other, but that was different. That was a mother-in-law, son-in-law thing. We have always understood each other. That's not what this is, this feels so much more than that. But first I need to get you another coffee."

She laughed, "Thank you, sweetheart."

They showered, found something for Janice to wear then sat down to talk.

"Okay, Janice, nobody knows where we are, and for the moment, I'd like to keep it that way. When I decided I was coming here, I intended that I'd stay here for the week that I'd booked to get my head right. I'm happy that you're here but do you mind if I go for a drive? I think I need to clear my head. Will you be okay here until I get back?"

"Of course, sweetheart, I'm a big girl, you know. You do what you need to do, and we'll talk more when you get back."

"Janice, is your phone turned off?"

"Yes, it is at the moment. I was going to turn it on because I'm sure somebody will be wondering where I am."

"Can I suggest that for the moment leave it off until I get back. He may try to track you so, please leave it off. Maybe you should move your car around the back where it can't be seen."

Jamie first headed further into the hills for a long, vigorous drive to clear the cobwebs. Then stopped off to buy some provisions for the week. When he returned, he found Janice had stripped naked and was sunning herself on the back deck. Stippled sunlight through overhanging gum trees and a beautiful view across the valley to the mountains.

She hadn't heard him come in, so he stripped, walked onto the deck, initially startling her. She smiled up at him, "I haven't done this sort of thing for years. You've made me feel so much younger. The feeling of the sun on me, all of me. The warm breeze licking my skin." Slowly closing her eyes as she described the joys of the sensations she was relishing.

Jamie stood at her feet, staring down at his beautiful house guest. "I'm sorry I'm blocking your view, but for me, the view from here is much better." Jamie glanced down at his growing erection, "And I'm not the only one who thinks so."

Janice just smiled and parted her thighs slightly. He knelt down and parted her legs further.

"You're already wet. Have you been playing while I was away?"

"No, though I was thinking of you when you walked in."

"Is that so? And what was I doing in your thoughts?"

Jamie parted her legs further then lowered his face just a few inches from her glistening lips. "Is this what you were thinking?"

She raised her hips to towards his face but teasingly, he pulled back, and she moaned pleading, "Don't do that to me... Please… Don't tease me."

"Since you asked so nicely."

He tenderly slid his tongue along her pouting lips then lifted off just a little. "Ooohhh my god, don't stop." She sighed.

He repeated the action except the pause was only brief before plunged in, fucking her with his tongue. She covered her mouth to muffle her screams. When he sucked on her clitoris, he eased a finger in and then a second. Her orgasm rose swiftly, more rapidly than she had ever before. This just spurred Jamie to bring it on for her. She grabbed his head like her life depended on it and pulled him into her. When she could take no more, she pushed him away, so he kissed his way up pausing to admire, kiss and caress each breast then proceeding up to kiss her waiting mouth. They kissed passionately as the tip of his rock-hard member was resting against the wet lips of her vagina. Each time she'd move her hips in an attempt to have him inside her, he would move just enough to prevent it.

"Not yet, my love." He whispered, "Not yet."

Her moans became more desperate, but Jamie didn't want this to be frantic fuckin. He wanted this to be lovemaking, slow, considered, sensual and passionate. The afternoon sun warming them. Janice calmed enough to allow Jamie to take her gradually, kissing sensually, he began, little by little to ease into her. With each move, she let out a moan until their union was complete. Now sliding in and out slowly savouring every movement. Eventually gathering pace as he could feel her needs rising.

"Oh, Jamie, my love, it has never felt like this, never." She was about to continue; however, she was overcome with emotion. And tears welled in her eyes. These were tears of joy. Her moans turned to growls, then to grunts as his movements become more forceful and she wraps her arms and legs around him tightly.

She announced, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming, oh, oh, oh. Fuck." Jamie's grunting signalling his approaching climax. Janice pulled her legs tighter around him, leaving him in no doubt he was not going to pull out until he was exhausted. Her orgasm hadn't subsided when Jamie exploded spurring her on for a second more intense wave than before.

When she had her breath, she asked, "Is it always like that with you?"

Trying not to gloat or boast, "I always try my best."

"Then, why would she?"

Jamie put his finger to her lips, "Please don't."

She realised she had just ruined the moment for Jamie.

With the spell of the elation broken, Jamie suggested they move inside before they get sunburnt.

"I need to check my messages. I've never disappeared like this before so someone might get the police involved."

Jamie replied, concerned, "I understand, but he might try to track your phone, and if we want to remain here uninterrupted, we need to be careful."

"Howard's not tech-savvy, at all, but by tomorrow he'll be able to get people who can help him. "

"Okay, let's check our messages and see what damage I've caused. When I was out, I turned my phone on long enough to call my mum to let her know I was fine so she wouldn't worry. Everyone else can wait. While it was on it kept dinging as message after a message appeared on my phone, but I didn't look. I don't even know how many I've got."

Janice smiled, "You're a good boy, always thinking of your mother."

Janice turned her phone on, and as it joined the network, it lite up with incoming messages.

The first voicemail message was from Howard from late last night merely asking her to call him. The second two were from Melissa crying, apologising, and asking for her help. The next message, from 9 o'clock this morning was Howard again, sounding a little more apologetic this time asking, please call. Then there were a series of voice mail and texts from various friends. Just wanting details on the juicy gossip from the wedding, another two from Melissa saying that Jamie won't answer her calls and she needs to talk. The last message from Howard acknowledging he's been a stupid arsehole. He was sorry, and he understands she's angry with him and that he won't leave any more messages. He will wait until she wants to talk. The final message was from Jamie's mother.

"Hi Janice, It's Marie here. I know how close you are with Jamie, so I thought you'd like to know that I've just spoken with him and he's okay and will be taking a few days away from everyone to get his head straight. I don't know where he is, but he sounded better than I thought he would. Just thought you'd like to know although it's just occurred to me that he probably called you after he called me." Marie laughed, "I call later and hope you're alright. Bye for now." then hung up.

Janice and Jamie laughed at his mother's message. "So, you didn't tell her I was with you?"

Jamie just smiled.

Janice sighed, "I should call Melissa. Her father will be useless and just say something to make things worse."

Jamie reluctantly turned his phone back on, and a few more messages came in.

It was clear Melissa didn't sleep last night because there were twenty-five voicemail messages from her starting from about 2:00 am right up to about fifteen minutes ago. The first few were incoherent words while she cried and how stupid she'd been. The last few messages, she said she would do anything to make it up to him. She said she will never see Angela again, she was stupid to listen to her.

There were a few from Jamie's mother from before he called her and thirty-six messages from all his friends most just sounding concerned for his welfare. Liam principal among them including Liam's girlfriend, Stacy. The tone of Liam's words were serious, not his usual jovial jester. And his PA, Liz, concerned for him and was there anything he needed her to do for him. And two messages were very much surprising. The first of these was from Howard who sounded genuinely sorry from the way he acted last night. Jamie and Janice discussed it. Was he just trying to suck up for his job, or was he genuinely remorseful? The very last message left only moments before he had turned his phone back on was from Charlotte, the waitress who had approached him last night as he was leaving the reception centre.

"Mr Thompson, this is Charlotte, the waitress who spoke with you as you were leaving last night. I hope you are doing okay and don't think I'm being too… umm… forward by calling you, but like I said last night sometimes it's good to talk or… whatever with someone who doesn't expect anything from you and won't judge you. So, if you'd like to talk or anything else… umm… you've got my number now that I've called you. I'm available anytime, and I do mean anytime. I really, really hope you'll call. Bye."

Janice smirked at Jamie. "Well, who's Charlotte then? She sounds like she wants you and I don't mean to talk. Sounds a very resourceful young lady. Is she pretty?"

Still processing her message, Jamie hesitates, before explaining who Charlotte was and the circumstances of their brief but memorable encounter, as Janice made them both a coffee.

Before turning his phone off, he sent Melissa a text.

"I know what I did was extreme and mortifying for you. I am sorry about that, but you and Angela humiliated me. I was angry. We do need to talk, but I need time. I will call you towards the end of the week to arrange for us to meet. I'm sorry it's so long away, but as I already mentioned, I need time. If it still means anything, I still love you, and I hope we can work this out. Remember, we are actually married. I've got the papers to prove it. Please stay strong. Love from your husband, Jamie."

He also sent a joint text to all his friends letting them all know he was fine and that he would be uncontactable for the next week and thank you for your concern. He sent a separate message to Liz telling her he'd be in touch tomorrow. Then turned his phone off.

They discussed the messages from their friends, and how this type of news travels fast. Many of the messages were from people who weren't at the wedding.

After some thoughtful silence, Janice smiled at Jamie and put her hand on his. "You know, I've got a lot to think about and so have you. I think I should go and stay in a hotel tonight and I think you should call Charlotte and maybe bring her up here. You told me Alfred was discrete. I'm sure you could get him to bring her here."

More than a little puzzled by Janice's suggestion, "And what do you think I should do with Charlotte?"

She scoffed at him, "Oh, sweetheart, do I really have to tell you. You could start with entertaining her on the deck like you just entertained me and take it from there. However, I'm sure Charlotte's already got her own ideas, and it's not talking, of that I'm sure."

Jamie was bewildered, "But..."

"Don't argue darling. You need this and not with me." She kissed him, then whispered, "Fuck her senseless, you'll both love it."

She just smiled and kissed him again then made some phone calls to find a good hotel not too far away. She packed some things and put them in her car.

They hugged before she got in the car, "You've got the number of the Hotel, call them and ask to give me a message when or if you need me. It's only twenty minutes away."

After a long kiss, Jamie watched his mother-in-law drive away. He remained standing outside for a while in deep thought. He took a deep breath and turned on his phone and dialled the number. It was answered almost immediately. "Hello Angela, this is Jamie Thompson."