My Son(42)

“Let’s dance” Phil said pulling Kelly over to the dance floor where a band was playing a well known dance tune.

“Meow….Kelly Brown” Phil had giggled

“Well….” Kelly said defensively

“No, quite right….she totally deserved it” he had chuckled

Marc had watched her dance, her body moving lithely to the rhythm of the music. He was mesmerized by the graceful way she moved her hips and shoulders so erotically. It was all the more enticing because she was so unaware as to how exciting she looked. However, with a scowl it was Phil who was dancing beside her, every now and then moving in close to talk to her and he had resented his friend for being that close.

After avoiding Phil’s feet for most of the dance, Kelly had laughed, suddenly feeling the need for a seat. However turning she had come face to face with Marc, who proceeded to demand a dance from her as the band had struck up a slow dance and he had pulled her into his arms. Kelly’s whole body had instantly reacted to being there as she had felt her head against his shoulder; his breathe gently moving her hair, his hard body against hers as his hand held the naked base of her back. Kelly had shivered with the sensations this closeness was raising within her.

When she had first seen Marc she had held her breath at just how handsome he looked, wearing a full tuxedo he was breath taking. At the first opportunity she had dragged Phil over to join him only to gasp as she had seen the beautiful woman appear before him and kissing him so familiarly on the lips. Kelly had instantly felt the heat in the pit of her stomach, as it had dropped seeing the other woman holding onto him in such a possessive manner. She had remembered another woman at another party nearly a year ago and knew that this woman was his mistress, also guessing that this was Olivia Prentiss, a fact confirmed when introduced to her.

“You look wonderful” Marc’s soft voice had trailed so sensually down her hair

“If this was the safe option, I would really like to see the other dress”

Kelly had laughed, with a soft moan

“No… they sent the wrong dress”

Marc had chuckled

“Not from where I’m standing” he had said with admiration as Kelly had felt the warm glow rise within her as with her eyes closed she had enjoyed the feel and wonderful smell of him, all of which was causing her to feel light headed.

The two of them had carried on dancing, lost in the other, as for Kelly it was as if they were the only two people in the room, all background noises disappearing with only his soft breathing making any sound. She had sighed gently with satisfaction, and as the music ended broke apart from him with regret as all the background sounds had crashed back in on her. After thanking her, Marc had been dragged away by others to talk and she had drifted amongst the other many party guests, enjoying meeting the many friendly faces which greeted her.

All too soon the party had ended and as people drifted away, wishing Marc a happy birthday she had bade goodnight to Phil, once more telling him that everything would be fine and that she should be the first to know for sure, as he had left happily crossing his fingers. Finally the last guest had left and she and Marc had smiled at each other

“Yet another successful De Santo bash” he had said aloud as she had giggled and nodded.

“I would go with that.”

Suddenly feeling shy as she had given him a soft smile

“Goodnight Marc” she said gently, noting that he was looking at her as though about to say something. However, suddenly feeling nervous, she had quickly moved away to retrieve the monitor for Max’s room from Beth, the older woman asking how the party had gone smiling on discovering that all had gone smoothly.

“Well he’s slept like a little log….not a peep out of him” she had declared sleepily before handing the monitor over to Kelly

“Thanks Beth” she smiled “and goodnight, enjoy yourself tomorrow”

Beth who was looking forward to her day off had laughed

“Hon I may not even leave my bed”

Chuckling softly, Kelly had made her way back to the hallway and staircase. As she passed the main door she had heard a small knock, and slowly opening it, had found Phil standing there

“Got to talk to you” he had cried in excitement, his eyes darting around the hallway

“Is Marc about?”

Kelly had shaken her head, not having seen him on her return from Beth’s room

“Come in here then” he had said mysteriously before dragging her into the study

“What is it Phil?” she had asked in surprise, as he had turned to look at her, his face glowing, his eyes radiating happiness

“She phoned back” he said