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| I was to keep the children eleven months of the year while my only concession to Bradley was for him to have them in Oregon one month each summer ” I took his prick in my hand and guided him to my entrance ‘How did we keep from falling off?’ I wondered I wanted to inspect the back of his head which I was sure had been injured but I could not reach it from my pinned position They looked happy with their baby boy between them After what seemed an exorbitant amount of time he found the roast I wanted and started to do a back flip to exit from the freezer when the heavy lid slipped out of hand my Hurt, confused and celibate I began to play the part of the fiercest overbearing bitch the town had ever known My heart was beating at an abnormal rate and I’m sure my face was flushed with excitement He stood with his back to the sink, watching as I measured the ingredients I almost screamed in his ear, “Fuck Me!, Hard!” When he slowed again I encouraged him, “Just one more, I’m so close This is my narration as to what happened between Cotton and myself As to the moniker, my neighbors would describe me as the queen of bitches because I portray the roll to perfection My legs were drawn up and the hem of my dress was around my waist I was nearly twice his age and had not acted appropriately I wondered how long he would stay there if I paid no attention to him In addition to being awarded the old Victorian house that had been home to the Patton family since it was built in 1890, there was the generous child support, savings for college and a lump sum payment that made me the richest bitch in town Well, if you read Wendy, Chapter 6 you know what happened It was not his fault that I had seduced him, then demanded that he get out Even my sorority sisters view me in the same light although they endure my quirky demands and irritable moods because they must I placed my hands on his, lifted myself to sit on the freezer lid, and drew him to me between my legs My thoughts raced from a possible need for surgery to how I would get him to emergency room In my frantic need for self satisfaction I had let him come in me It began to rain and I let him come in but I think now that even if the rain had not come I would have relented I had tried to reach it earlier but could not because the one I wanted was on the very bottom of the box “Would you get a roast out of the freezer for me? I asked, knowing that he would not refuse “Cotton, that’s your name isn’t it?” I whispered I paid no attention to what he was saying I shook my head Laying on the freezer, I swung my head from side to side and folded my open legs back as far as they would reach He acknowledged that it was his nickname ’ Just as I suspected He boosted himself upward and we were on the freezer lid with his knee against my cunt Having grown up a pleasant person in a loving family I was devastated when I first witnessed the actions of my mother in law ’indiscretion As I lay on the freezer, relishing the memory of the few minutes of pleasure there, I thought of Cotton and how I had acted toward him She was a master at giving orders in her aristocratic tone and dominating all who came in contact with her They wanted to know who the boy was that I had been talking to when I came back to the car When the children came home with pictures of their father’s new family I took delight in noticing that Bradley’s forehead had grown and his young wife’s thighs carried a flabby overlay, extending from her abundant butt I cautioned him constantly to take care and watch where he was going until we made the turn onto the porch where the path was wider And they wanted to know why I had stood outside in the heavy mist for so long, getting my hair wet Instead, I checked once more I have the money and reputation to influence what they say and control what they do He must have waited by the door for several minutes while I let my emotions run unbridled My legs were weak and my body was shaking as he made it over the side of the freezer and I heard his feet strike the porch floor This arrangement lasted about two years, then the visits became less frequent until Bradley confessed that he had met someone else and he wanted a divorce I would get him alone and access the damage I leaned to my right and brought him with me By the age of 33, I had taken on a hard demeanor that made my best friends cringe and my children beg for me to lighten up I could verbally rip the head off of the meanest man in town while projecting sexy sweetness that would curl his hair The children grumbled when I sent them to bed early on Saturday night but once they were warm under the covers they fell off to sleep I considered how I must look This is how I believe it progressed: As I leaned farther to the right I clutched his shirt At first I did not take to being bitchy and demanding There was a slight indention on the top where my back had lain It was my nature to make such a demand; one of those things I did because I could The side to side motion was my way of expressing that I was breaking out I raised my butt and touched myself in mock re-enactment of out Tuesday night tryst To have an ambulance come to my house at that hour was out of the question As the hall light went out the figure stood up and hopped on the wall My lungs emptied also but not because I had been hit in the head My makeup had been removed and I wore an apron over the same slacks I had on when I visited the flower shop that morning I prayed that it would not come to that Even before it was over, without basking in the afterglow as I would have liked, I tapped on his leg again and said, “Get off of me and get out But that was not my main purpose in dropping by the shop ‘I should stop this; I can’t stop,’ I realized ‘That is what I will do, I’ll go to bed I met his thrusts with abandon Cotton tried to restrain my head to kiss me but I resisted As we passed the freezer I remembered the roast that I needed for the next day I raised the heavy lid with trembling hands and vowed not to let it drop again Seeing him again reminded me of how I had let it happen or, ‘how I had made it happen?’ would be more accurate I had lost control of all thought except, ‘I had to have him I went to the kitchen and turned on the light, thinking I would bake some cookies She would send Cotton, the young man I had seen that morning when they had made the delivery I was almost certain his head had opened up with a gash or that there could be a concussion ‘If he crosses the street I’ll tell him firmly to leave, I’ll make it clear that nothing else is going to happen,’ I thought Did he think of my tight butt and shapely legs when he was fucking Miss Thick Thighs? That Saturday morning at the flower shop my children had stayed in the car while I went in He was waving his arms but I pretended to be busy with my task Each of them had taken a rose to school to give to their teacher I was so concerned that the blow may have knocked him out I could barely breath What if one of my children had come down stairs and seen their mother, spread-leg-out-of-her-mind? Realizing the risks I had taken, I returned to my roll of queen bitch As I lay there on my back with my legs open and drawn up to my breasts I could almost feel the heat and the weight of his body ‘He’s an honest kid, I’ll be able to tell if he’s bragged to anyone,’ I thought I tapped on his leg to position him between my legs He will see the light in my room and when it goes out he will give up and leave,’ I thought I drew my legs up and opened them wide as I laughed to myself, ‘he did seem to know what he was doing though It would not be his fault if I was already pregnant I’m Lydia Patton, the reining queen of bitches I had given in to lust without considering the consequences I wondered how long I could avoid him I had gotten the children off to bed early that night and then made a call to Marcie, the flower shop owner ‘I’ll go speak to him, I’ll be reasonable but firm, I’ll send him away He placed both hands on the freezer lid at my sides for support and I tried to hold him up ‘I can stop this; I should stop,’ I thought I stopped abruptly and turned in the darkened path I slid forward on the lip of the box as far as I could and let my dress ride up exposing my bare legs I had noticed the figure sitting on the wall across the street At the age of 35 when I met young Cotton Fabric, the art of bitchery was second nature to me He was exaggerating the rocking motion by raising to his toes and falling backward At one point when he slowed I dug my heels into his hips and pounded my fists on his back ‘It won’t matter, he’ll be gone long before the cookies start to bake, I’ll see to that His chest rubbing against my pussy sent a flare throughout my body Once I found out that Bradley’s new love interest was pregnant and was pressing him to marry her I turned this knowledge to my advantage and held out for the best settlement possible He replaced his arms on the lid and cupped my ass with his hands to pull me close When he tapped on the porch window I had my head down The next day when I passed the freezer a smile came to my lips I held him tightly to me and when he brought his hand between my legs and touched my wet panties I thought I would erupt The rain started to really come down and it served as my excuse to let him come in; but I know now that I would have thrown caution to the wind, rain or no rain He moaned as I felt the back of his head, checking for blood or a raised place My head was moving from side to side and I was lost in exhilaration until I noticed that my lover was having trouble with our connection After he stacked the flowers in a basket I walked backwards to guide him from the front room, along the hallway to the kitchen Marcie was hesitant about sending someone His jeans were down but he was struggling with his boxers I dropped the lid again and reached for him, wanting to find out how seriously I had wounded him His body felt warm as it pressed into mine I put the reputation my mother in law and the Patton women before her to shame I demanded that she have the display that held three dozen long stemmed yellow roses removed from my house that night She apologized for the mistake and made some good points about the odd basket not really having detracted from the overall exhibition but she was no match for me ’ With that resolve I headed for the door ’ On Friday I made the decision to visit the flower shop the next morning when I knew he would be there He waved his arms and pointed to the door at the far side of the house While I knew that I was partially to blame by not going with my husband, I was bitter about being betrayed and abandoned It was for the same reason that I had insisted, earlier in the day when the other floral arrangements had been removed, for the display to be left for my children to see when they came home from school, because I wanted them to see the yellow roses and ribbon that adorned the one-of-a-kind giant display I tried to ignore him, I really did My vulva was so sensitive and open from the rubbing that I came upon first contact I just could not be like that Nor could I tell the children of my other concern; it was not only that I feared others would find out about my indecorous action, which if known would ruin my standing in the community; what if I were pregnant? I explained that he worked at the flower shop and I was just thanking him for the job he had done to help make my gathering a success For that brief time, it felt good to be a giver and a receiver at the same time; to want and to be wanted But he was determined to bring it up with him and disregarded my order But when Bradley wanted a divorce I changed There had been a light mist all day and it was still coming down I hoisted my rump to give him a clear shot and he bottomed out and, ‘God, don’t let this end’ His stab was hurried and off so I said, “it’s too high I jerked on his jacket, making his arms drop to his sides so the jacket could drop to the floor When he tapped the window again I looked up, attempting to look startled and annoyed I was sure it was Cotton Also, I insisted on the display being picked up later because I could I reached up with both hands and slid them down for him He motioned toward the door and began to walk that way, looking my way My actions had been stupid and I regretted what I had done It was evident that he knew what he was doing; his hunger was a great as mine We continued to rock, both knowing what was happening, neither of us wanting to stop I prolonged my search for an imagined head wound, enjoying the hesitant movement of his lips, now open, was making against my skin Satisfied, I steered Cotton out the door for a private talk I was sure the noise would awaken the children but the rain must have overshadowed it His lips pressed against the top of my breast which gave me such a warm feeling “Don’t bother with the roast,” I barked, ignoring my pledge not to awaken my children He crumpled into my arms as his body went limp I positioned my feet flat against the box and raised my thighs to support his arms Partially because I did not want my nosy neighbors seeing what was taking place and partially because I could, I refused to turn on a single light while Cotton retrieved the display Somehow, talking with him while the fine mist bounced off of our cheeks, gave me a warm feeling about the intimate secret we shared His remark, “I want to help you get a roast out of the freezer,” made me laugh, which was something I needed At one point I threw one of my little bitchy fits because of something he said and banged on the work table I couldn’t tell them that the boy was Cotton Fabric and my reason for talking to him was to assure myself that he had not bragged to his friends or his mousy little boss about having screwed me on the freezer the previous Tuesday night ” It was a plea, not an order That was Wednesday and I was regretting what I had done My son could have climbed in to get it but I had forgotten to ask him to To my satisfaction, the settlement put a crimp in the way the brothers did business for the next five years We got to know one another a little ‘What if the kids smell the cookies baking and come down stairs?’ My mind was cluttered ” By Thursday I was regretting my harsh treatment of my young lover Once when I was alone in the house I got on the box and went through the motions the way it may have happened Contrary to my customary position at my work table, I stood on the other side to face the porch windows I had changed into a house dress that buttoned down the front because it was comfortable and because there was no need for me to be dressed more formerly to receive a lad who was merely performing a service His honesty as he mouthed, “No,” when I asked if he had told anyone about our, ‘encounter,’ persuaded me that he was being truthful His finger penetrated me and I broke the kiss to whisper in his ear, “Yes!” I was a Bitch in Heat! When his hand fumbled with the waistband to my panties I shoved him to the side and brought one foot up to push them down The underlying fact was that one word from me to the right people would destroy any hope she had of getting other decorating work from my ‘friends’ or me The reason I am well suited to the roll is that the Patton women who preceeded had handed it down and it was expected that I follow in their footsteps Little trembles made our bodies shudder as we clutched one another, both unsteady on our feet I comforted him with a gentle rocking motion ‘Why doesn’t he hurry?’ I bucked my hips to add to the friction and to let him know I was wild with desire He dropped the roast and it rolled toward the kitchen I had waited until Saturday morning to settle the bill because I knew Cotton would be there and I wanted to speak with him, to see if he had blabbed about our There was a sound of air rushing from his lungs as he fell back to the bottom I clamped my thighs to his sides to hold him in place and rocked with him, deciding to make it happen I tiptoed around the house turning off the lights His brother had insisted that he go to Oregon to help run the family lumber business and when I refused to join him there we settled on him visiting the children and myself one weekend per month I held him at bay for the first 30 minutes until the cookies were done They dangled around my other ankle When he lifted his head I cradled it in my hands and pressed my lips to his ’ He stood off to one side, pretending to be occupied with some boxes that had just arrived, while I complained to Marcie about being overcharged because of a mismatched basket that they had brought to my home the previous Tuesday Nothing mattered, this was my new freedom We had definitely made an impression on the makeshift bed There was a sort of a hitch The rain gave me an excuse to let him remain His chest rubbed against my panty covered cunt and I was aware that his lips were moist and open against the top of my breast No women fucked with me either P I went to the flower shop that Saturday morning on the pretense of paying the bill for the floral arrangements that had been delivered to my home a few days before Cotton bumped the display into me and I heard him utter an apology or was it just as I hoped?, he was there in the back yard This was something I could have done before he arrived but it was my whim to have him do it When she and Mister Patton were killed suddenly in an automobile accident I grieved for them and felt sorry for my father in law who had the misfortune of being married to the women with the unquestioned title of the queen of bitches We talked to one another through the latched door She held out as long as she could, pointing out that it was a school night, but I won out as I usually do Seeing the pictures of my husband’s new family made me determined to not let my body go like the little red head who had stolen my husband when I wasn’t paying enough attention to him I had been a gymnast in high school and college and had always taken pride in my body It stuck him, I was certain, on his head The young man did not question why it was totally dark in the house although I suspect he wondered why there were no night lights on, except for the lighted clock on the kitchen stove ’ From that point on everything is still a blur to me Nevertheless, there was a tingle between my legs from just thinking about what had taken place He must be wondering if I’ve gone to bed I insisted that he remove the flowers before taking the display He went over the side and squirmed around at the bottom of the cold box while I held the lid open for him I enjoyed his company at times but when the conversation became serious my mood changed Their van was parked in my drive, blocking an exit for my car and I suspected that I would have trouble driving the van I had always been proud of my athletic body For that short time that we spent entwined in one another’s bodies on top of the freezer I was no longer a demanding bitch He was still there, standing on the wall My explanation seemed to satisfy them Each time I walked past the freezer I tried to recall how it happened “You remember the yellow long stemmed roses, don’t you?” I asked, reminding them of the flowers that were still in vases all around our house My tongue entered his mouth and he responded I secretly resumed the exercises that had always kept my thighs, though muscular, firm and slim Cotton changed me, for a time I became more bitchier just thinking about their happy life together |
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