“Oh yeah, honey, in fact, I may take a real leisurely pace today. Maybe during morning nap I could just eat you, baby, from head to toe and everywhere in between until you are so close to coming that you can't think or see straight and then after lunch, Connor's lunch when he settles down for a little more sleep I could tie you up and touch you and stroke you. Lots of that thing you like with my fingers, stroking you inside, finding those sweet spots that have you coming fast and hard, but I don't think I'd let you come. I think you'd have to wait for it until bedtime and then I would fuck you, Tasha.” He laughed as he watched her swallowing hard then added, “But maybe I would still leave your pussy empty baby. I could fuck your ass, couldn't I? We both know you like that.”
“James.” She stared across at him, unsure whether there was anything else she should or could say, making him smile again.
“I think you like my plan. What about if we invite BOB along to play? He could fill your pussy while I come in your ass. Would you like that, Natasha?” he asked darkly.
Tasha stared, still wondering how a normal conversation had got her here; aching, panting and very, very wet with arousal while her infant son sat on her lap.
“Yes,” she managed to whisper.
“Then let's hope these kids, whoever they belong to get out of the house today and we can relive a few of our honeymoon highlights,” he said, his normal tone reinstated.
Connor suddenly began to moan, apparently bored, bringing Tasha back to earth with a bump.
“You really shouldn't speak to me that way when Connor is here.” She was flustered and angsty now.
“You are probably right, so Daddy is sorry, but meant every word of it. Come on. buddy, let's have a little bonding session while Momma calms herself down.” Jim grinned, reaching forward to pick his son up. “And then she can tell Daddy what she was going to before we got a little distracted, oh yes she can,” called Jim at the baby who began to gurgle in response. “Wise move to side with Daddy, son, after all he is the boss around here.”
“It's Dan,” blurted out Tasha before she relayed the information Travis had shared with her. “I don't know what to do, Jim. I need to keep him away from them, both of them. They're poisonous and Dan will end up getting drawn into something bad, really bad and he won’t cope,” she said, tearful once more. “Pippa is more like me than I realised, but like me now, her attitude is fuck them.”
“Tasha, baby, lose the mouth in front of Connor.”
“After the things you said, really?” replied a frowning Tasha.
“Lose the frown as well or I will be rethinking my plan for a far more frustrating one,” Jim threatened and remembering what they’d been discussing, the importance of it and possible implications as well as his wife’s worries, he softened. “Go on, please.”
“Pippa is less concerned by our parent’s existence. She figures they don't care about us, never did and after my dad and Mickie and the revelations of some of what he did, made me do, she wants nothing to do with them. She has us and our grandparents, and a fledgling career with friends, but Dan doesn't have any of those things other than my grandparents so is further isolated which makes him vulnerable to them.”
“I get it Tasha, but we need to establish exactly what Dan's involvement with them is and see what he wants to do. He has us too, although I get that so far away he may not feel that he does.”
Tasha nodded and smiled as Connor began to vocalise loudly at his father who was ignoring him.
“Hey, I'm here. I still got your back buddy, but Momma is sad and we need to make her happy so two more minutes and then we’ll go downstairs for some guy time, okay?” he asked the little boy who gazed up at him adoringly. “Tasha, I’m not saying this to make you feel worse or to be a hard ass but if Dan maintains those strong and direct links with your parents I don't know that he can still count on having us,” said Jim sternly but warily.
“You mean he has to choose, them or us?” Despite Jim’s words to their son about making his momma happy he knew his threat had done the direct opposite, her face and sad tone confirmed that.
“Yup.”
“We can't do that. I won’t,” she protested, but ultimately knew she couldn’t expose Connor to her parents and in the end Jim would follow through with his ultimatum.
“Well unfortunately for you and Dan, I can and I will.”
“James,” she cried.
“No way, Tasha. You speak to Dan if you need to and see what's happening or we wait and we go to London at the weekend and see for ourselves, which is my preferred choice.”
Tasha nodded, unsure which option would be best.
“Good. I'll book the flights and somewhere to stay as we didn't extend the lease on the apartment. We’ll do everything we can to make things good for Dan.” Jim got to his feet with Connor.
“Everything?”
“Yeah, and then some, baby. Whatever it takes short of him inadvertently involving us with your parents. I'll go and see how things are with Philip and Juan and maybe we can have a peaceful breakfast.”
“I'll be down in just a minute.” Tasha slumped back into the seat and closed her eyes as she attempted to gather her thoughts.
Chapter 27
A couple of days later Tasha nervously received Deanna and Danielle in the hall where Lizzie appeared behind her and led them all into the family room at the back of the house where Tasha headed for the kitchen to make drinks for everyone.
