Free Web of Desire by Ray Gordon Page A

matter?’
    ‘You’re right, I’m being silly. It’s just that it’s not every day a beautiful young girl like you … Would you like to see me again?’
    ‘Yes, very much. I think it’s time for that drink now.’
    Slipping her panties up her long legs and concealing her sperm-oozing pussy slit, Mandy clambered to her feet and adjusted her clothes. Running her fingers through her long dark hair as David straightened his shirt, she felt happy. Thinking again that there was something special about their relationship, as they walked back to the pub she began to wonder whether to keep Gary and John hanging around. Now that she had David she didn’t need other men.
    Sitting outside the pub with David, Mandy sipped her vodka and tonic and pondered on the future. Playing games of one-upmanship with Paula wasn’t going to get her anywhere, she decided as she gazed into David’s dark eyes. Making up stories about sexual conquests and earning lots of money was a waste of time. She’d keep Paula as a friend. But the games would have to stop. She had David now, so there was no need for silly games.

Four
    MANDY LEAPT OUT of bed the following morning and grabbed her dressing gown as the doorbell rang. Bounding down the stairs, she hoped that Gary hadn’t called round for early-morning sex. She’d have to tell him that she wouldn’t be seeing him again, she decided as she checked her reflection in the hall mirror. And she wanted John out of her life, too. She’d arranged to see David again that evening, and she didn’t want other men getting in the way.
    ‘John,’ she said as she opened the front door. ‘It’s rather early. I’m not even dressed yet.’
    ‘Sorry,’ he said, walking past her into the hall. ‘I have to speak to you, Mandy.’
    ‘I’ll make some coffee,’ she sighed, closing the door and wandering into the kitchen. ‘Do you realise that it’s only seven-thirty?’
    ‘I saw you last night, Mandy,’ he said accusingly, leaning in the kitchen doorway. ‘You were at the Riverside pub with a man.’
    ‘Yes, that’s right. We went out for a drink.’
    ‘I thought we were going to get back together?’
    ‘We are, John.’
    ‘But … you were out with some old guy.’
    ‘That’s David, the man who lives next door to mum and dad. He’s a family friend.’
    ‘Oh, I … I see. Do you often go out for a drink with him?’
    ‘He comes out for a drink with us now and then.’
    ‘Us?’
    ‘Mum, dad and me. We were all there.’
    ‘I didn’t see your parents.’
    ‘They must have gone into the pub. You should have joined us.’
    ‘I was with … I was with a friend.’
    Pouring the coffee as John sat at the table, Mandy concealed a grin. John was worried, he was upset, and he’d probably been up half the night wondering who the man was. Payback time, Mandy thought happily as she placed the cups on the table. Sitting opposite John, she allowed her gown to fall open just enough to display the brown teats of her elongated nipples. Coming up with an idea, she decided to worry him further.
    ‘David and I go out for a meal together on the odd occasion,’ she said, watching John for a reaction.
    ‘With your parents, you mean?’ he asked her, gazing at the firm mound of her exposed breast.
    ‘No, just the two of us. I’ve known him most of my life and we’ve become good friends.’
    ‘You never mentioned him when we were together, Mandy.’
    ‘It’s only during the last year or so that I’ve got to know him really well.’
    ‘Not
too
well, I hope.’
    ‘He’s been helping me run my business.’
    ‘You always said that you wanted to do something with web sites.’
    ‘And that’s what I’m doing. I’m good at the design, but I don’t have a head for business. That’s where David comes in.’
    ‘So you two work together as well as go out with each other?’
    ‘Yes, we do. I mean, we don’t actually work together full-time. He’s round here a lot and we …’
    ‘Have you ever