Free In The Name Of Love by Jendai Rilbury Page B

April could nag him. He
    slipped out of bed, taking great care not to disturb Edna, whose sexual
    appetite took him by surprise and he was worried that she'd pull him back
    between the sheets for more.
    He didn't bother to sort everything, but just packed it
    tightly into the cases and boxes, and then carried them out to the car as
    quietly as he could. Leaving a short note to Edna, he slipped behind the wheel
    and drove away. As he drove through the early morning Leeds traffic, he could
    still feel Edna's cuddly little body pressing into his, and the warmth of her
    lips on his mouth.
    He felt an enquiring erection start, so he pushed all
    thoughts of last night from his mind and concentrated on the day ahead and
    making plans of reconciliation with his young wife. "I've a beautiful
     22-year old wife with a fantastic body that I want to hold in my arms once
     again. Instead, I now have two middle-aged women who won't let me alone, and
     I'm too weak to say no…"
    "Maybe she'll be in a better mood, now I have this sale
    under my belt and some large commission cheques due next month," he said aloud,
    making his plan of approach. "Perhaps if I take her out to dinner tonight I
    will be forgiven, and be invited into her bed again." He turned on the radio
    and started humming, his plans made and his mood one of anticipation.
    It was still before nine in the morning when he knocked on
    the front door to the Worthington's home, and he was both surprised and pleased
    to see April's smiling face welcome him home.
    "I'm so pleased you made it early. Did you manage to bring
    everything?"
    He was a bit set back by her words, expecting at least a
    personal question and perhaps the offer of a cup of tea first. "Yes, the car's
    packed to the roof. Shall I bring it in now?"
    "If you don't mind, I want to unpack and sort it all out
    this morning, because after lunch Joyce is taking me into Manchester for some
    shopping."
    It took then some time to bring everything in and take it up
    to April's room, which looked quite full with cases and boxes all over the
    place. He was pleased to hear her say, "Don't worry about all this mess, I'll
    clean it up. There's some breakfast waiting for you in the kitchen."
    As he left the room, he noticed that she closed the door
    after him, and turned on a small bedside radio. He shrugged and went down to
    the kitchen, where Joyce was busy frying up some bacon, sausage, and eggs.
    "I expect you're hungry after your early start and battle
    through the rush-hour traffic," she said, placing a heaped plate on the table.
    "Get started on that, and I'll fix you some coffee."
    "Thanks, Joyce, I'm starving."
    "Cyril's driving us into Manchester after lunch, and we're
    all going to see James Mason and John Mills in Tiara Tahiti. Would you like to
    join us?"
    "Thanks for the offer," said Grant, between bites and
    wondering why April never extended the offer, "I have to turn you down, because
    I have to meet my manager for an early lunch in Stockport, and I think we'll be
    busy canvassing for new customers all afternoon."
    "Maybe next time, then," she said, leaning over and kissing
    his forehead, "I'm looking forward to tonight."
    This was the last thing he needed, but before he could say
    anything, she'd left the room. His hot breakfast was no longer so tasty, and as
    he pushed the food around the plate he couldn't help worrying. "I was hoping
    to spend the night with April, not another night with Joyce. Especially after
    last night's workout with Edna, which has left me exhausted. I will try to
    speak alone with April when they get home…"
    After a long and tiring afternoon spent canvassing small
    business owners on a local industrial estate about pension funds, and getting
    only one firm enquiry, it was past seven in the evening when he arrived home.
    The house was dark, cold, and empty, so he decided to soak away his tension in
    a hot bath.
    He was still in the bath some thirty minutes later, when he
    heard the