After staring at her for a moment Bria spoke. “I don’t have to stand here and be spoken to like this.”
“No you don’t.” Nodded Tasha. “So, piss off!”
Bria scurried away while Mickie shook her head, but Tasha was unsure if she was annoyed or shocked.
Abby cackled loudly, startling all of them. “You are definitely my favourite.”
Tasha turned to high five her friend, noticing that Bobby had disappeared again, presumably to check on Bria. She really was turning out to be a bit of a bitch.
“I’m Mickie,” said the scary blonde extending her hand to Tasha, which she accepted. “How is my lovely Bobby?” she cooed in Abby’s direction.
Tasha replied before Abby had chance to. “Bobby is lovely, but not yours and you’re not Jim’s little friend either.”
“I’m actually one of Jim’s oldest and closest friends.” Mickie had a smug sense of superiority about her.
“So I believe,” said Tasha, “well, the old bit, butclose? I’m not so sure.” Tasha felt far superior to scary blonde bitch, although she couldn’t deny the nerves rising in the pit of her stomach at the other woman’s confidence and self-assured nature.
“You might be surprised how close Jim and I have been.”
Tasha was tempted to punch her, but didn’t. She put her smart mouth to good use instead. “I don’t think I would; you love Jim and he was fucking you for a while when it was convenient, but it is no longer convenient and won’t be anytime soon. He needs just the one fuck buddy and that would be me.” She was surprised at how crudely it all came out. “Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong.”
Bitchy blonde threw her head back and laughed loudly. “You are funny, but very naïve with your youth.”
“Do you think?” asked Tasha. “What is your next revelation? I know that Jim screwed you, but that is not an exclusive club, we both know that. That you have known him for a long time? So what? That you have lasted longer than any of his previous wives? Yes you have, but never managed to join that little club yourself. That you spoke to him while he was in London with me?”
Mickie’s expression confirmed that Tasha had found her next secret gem.
Tasha grinned. “I know that, I was there for some of it, the bit where Jim was telling you to do exactly what you wanted to do about your summer holiday and you were really pissing him off. That was the day I spent naked and mainly in bed.” Tasha wore an expression that suggested she was reminiscing.
Scary, blonde bitch looked less scary and confident now.
“You do know that when Bria tells Jim what you’ve said he will be very angry and when he hears of this exchange you may have to reconsider your position?”
Tasha fixed the other woman with a hard stare. “I always consider my position, especially where James is concerned and I am always more than willing to hold my hands up to any indiscretions or misdemeanours and to take the consequences. In fact, sometimes I make up indiscretions in order to feel the consequence.” Tasha stood and rested her hand on her own behind to demonstrate her knowledge and love of spanking if that’s what Mickie had been intimating and thought her token James also had the desired effect. Tasha didn’t doubt Mickie would have done anything Jim wanted, and as much as she didn’t want to think about it, figured she had probably been spanked too.
“I should probably circulate,” said Mickie, uncomfortable now, leaving Tasha in no doubt that she had her on the back foot.
“Shame, we’ll miss you.” Sarcasm dripped from Tasha’s voice along with a pout, making her and Abby laugh until they heard Jim’s voice.
“Here you two are.” He joined Tasha and Abby with Bobby close behind.
“I think you may be drunk, honey,” Bobby told his wife.
“Maybe a little,” admitted Abby who was lighting another cigarette.
“And you don’t smoke, remember?” asked Bobby as he put her cigarette out.
Abby shrugged, but didn’t seem too concerned that she’d been caught out.
Jim kissed Tasha gently on the lips. “Would you get Abby some coffee, baby, and maybe one for yourself?”
Tasha was furious with him, for allowing her to have been put in this position, to have been confronted by this woman and her past with Jim, but was not going to do this in front of anybody else, least of all Mickie, who was a woman not a man and Jim’s fuck buddy.
“Or you could get it,” she replied with fake sweetness and a smile to match.
“I would normally, but I thought I should at least say hello to Mickie and escort her to her car,” said Jim gently, but neither Tasha nor Mickie were in any doubt that his suggestions for them both were non-negotiable.
When Tasha returned from the house she found Bobby chastising Abby for drinking too much. What was it with Maybury men and their women drinking?
