Felix Baron - The Secret Sex Lives of Wanda Mitty

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She was young and passionate. He was older and ridiculously rich. It was a match made in heaven.Wanda was always encouraged to hide her sensuality, but you can’t keep a libido down forever.Wanda copes with the absence of an adventurous sex life by fantasizing. In her daydreams, a girl can do anything at all without consequences.From a close encounter with a basketball player while riding the subway, having her needs ‘looked after’ by her therapist, riding double on a magnificent stallion, to some delicious discipline in the back of a barn, she engages with multiple partners in her imagination.The line between reality and fantasy blurs until she’s not sure if she’s really doing these things or if they’re only imagined.And would she be able settle down to a mundane married life, and be satisfied, when the day came?

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Kitty dipped again. ‘I do love this sauce, don’t you, Wanda?’

‘I’ve tasted better.’

‘Haven’t we all! I wonder if this is a cock or a hen lobster?’

‘Does it make a difference?’ Wanda asked.

‘They’re both good, I’m sure, but I like to know what I’m putting in my mouth, anyway.’

The blatant innuendoes confirmed that Kitty was definitely a naughty girl. Wanda liked that, even if the girl’s freedom to be openly bad made her jealous. Under different circumstances, she and Kitty could have been very good friends. Come to that, she really couldn’t hold Kitty’s past whatever-it-had-been with Henry against her.

Henry had his head back, pouring an oyster into his mouth. His Adam’s apple bobbed. Did oysters evoke the female essence for him as much as lobster tails did the male one for her?

Her mother and Lucinda were looking into each other’s eyes as they too slurped oysters. Oh my God! If that didn’t confirm exactly what Wanda didn’t want confirmed, what would?

So as not to mimic Kitty, Wanda picked her tail up and sank her teeth into it. The sweet meat was resilient enough she could almost fancy it was alive and moving inside her mouth. On her tongue.

This wasn’t a brunch. It was a goddamned food orgy!

Four loud and burly young men brought plates that were pyramided with the buffet’s offerings to the next table. Wanda threw a glance at Kitty to see if she disapproved of the newcomers as much as she did. There was something about the young woman’s profile …

Wanda twisted on her bench seat and looked up at the cartoon. There was a definite likeness between Kitty and the mermaid. And Henry drew. As far as she could see, the picture wasn’t signed, not even with initials. If it had been, and the signature had been ‘Henry Chandler’, or the initials ‘HC’, that would have been very unpleasant.

Henry’s knee touched hers under the table. Was his hand going to follow? Please?

He asked her, ‘Do you ride, Wanda?’

She nodded. Her mother had made sure that she was raised ‘above her station’. Upward mobility had been the theme of her life, imposed by her sole parent. Her mom hadn’t been mistaken though, after all, all being well. From shoe-shop assistant to the wife of a multimillionaire would certainly be an upward move.

‘English saddle, or Western?’

‘Either – both. Not at once.’

He grinned, warming her heart. ‘Funny girl! My negotiations will be finished in a couple of days. I plan to take a few days off to get to know my bride better.’

Did he mean sex? Please, God, let him mean hot sweaty, maybe kinky, sex!

He continued, ‘I thought we could all go out to the ranch, kick back, take it easy, with maybe some riding? You have a quality about you, Wanda, that makes me want to see you in full English riding regalia.’

The men at the next table were laughing raucously.

‘I don’t have …’ she began.

‘No, of course not. Here, take this.’ Henry handed her a business card. Mr Pink, Bespoke Habits. ‘He does boots, as well. I’d like you to go see him and let him measure you. I’ve told him exactly what I want him to make for you. He makes all my riding clothes for me.’

‘Oh, thank you, Henry.’

‘Pink doesn’t do Western outfits, though, so take this as well.’ He put a black credit card on the table. ‘There’s no practical limit on it, so don’t worry about what you spend.’

Wanda had some vague impression that there was something special about black credit cards. Henry was giving her a taste of what being married to a very rich man was like. That was a kind of courtship, wasn’t it? Wanda tucked both cards away in her purse and made sure to wedge her purse between herself and Kitty, where no one would be able to snatch it. The backs of Wanda’s fingers pressed briefly against Kitty’s hip. The hip pressed back. Wanda clamped down on her imagination before it could take her where she didn’t want to go. Perhaps she should get away from the table, and the heat of Kitty’s slender young body.

‘I’m up for dessert,’ Wanda announced.

Henry laid a finger on her wrist, where it seared her flesh. ‘I hope you don’t mind but I ordered a special dessert for us. It’ll be right along.’ He lifted his other hand, sending a waitress scurrying towards the kitchen.

‘What is it?’ Martha asked.

‘Figs.’

Martha looked taken aback, which was exactly how Wanda felt. Figs?

Henry explained. ‘Fresh green Smyrna figs, slit open and some of the pulp scooped out. They’re filled with raw Demerara sugar that has been supersaturated with dark 180-proof rum. Then they are wrapped in foil and baked so that the aroma penetrates the flesh.’

Kitty, under her breath, whispered, ‘Penetrates the flesh.’

Wanda couldn’t help but echo, ‘Penetrates the flesh.’ She and Kitty exchanged sly glances and didn’t giggle.

Henry continued. ‘Once they are out of the oven, they are opened, topped with clotted cream and served very quickly, while the hot and cold still contrast. I think you’ll find them amusing. If not, there’s an ample dessert buffet to choose from.’

‘I’ve never heard of that dish,’ Wanda admitted. ‘What’s it called?’

‘I haven’t named it yet. If you like it, perhaps it will be “Figs Wanda”.’

Your recipe?’

‘The chef here allows me to dabble.’

Oh! He likes to dress up. He cooks fancy desserts. Please, please, please don’t let him be gay!

The chef himself appeared, complete with his high hat and check pants, and served them each with a single cream-slathered fig in a cut-glass coupe. Henry thanked him. He bowed to the table and retreated to his domain.

Wanda picked up her dessert fork. As she prodded through the cream, a perfume that could have got her drunk just from breathing deeply burst up at her. She dug in and scooped a morsel out. Oh! It did things on her tongue, soothing things, but exciting things. Her sinuses seemed to sigh. Beneath her tongue, saliva pooled. Wanda sucked in a deep breath. It tingled all the way down into her lungs. Perhaps deeper.

‘How do you like it?’ Henry asked.

Everyone but Wanda proclaimed their approval. She was too busy enjoying the contrast of texture between clotted cream and tiny smooth fig seeds. Eventually, she managed to breathe, ‘Divine!’

Kitty added, ‘Devilishly so! Figs Diablo ?’

For a while, the table was quiet as all devoured Henry’s creations. That seemed to make the noise from the other table louder. There was a squeal of chair legs on hardwood as one of the oafs twisted round to glare at Henry.

‘Hey, you, sailor boy! You got four fine-lookin’ bitches there and we got none. That’s no fair! Send ’em over to us and we’ll show ’em how real men treat their women.’

Henry dabbed at his lips with a napkin, set it down carefully and stood up. ‘I suggest that you and your friends pay your bill and leave.’ His voice was soft and calm.

‘Oh yeah?’ The hooligan snatched his glass beer mug up and cracked it down on the edge of his table, leaving a glittering multi-bladed weapon in his trembling fist.

Wanda stood in fear for her fiancé, though what she could do was beyond her.

The man swung shards of glass at Henry’s face. Henry brushed it aside with his left hand and looped his right fist up and over to slam down on the man’s cheek, driving him to his knees. He swayed, then toppled to lie there, face distorted, eyes closed, blood trickling from his nose and bubbling from the corner of his mouth.

Henry looked at the man’s three companions. ‘I repeat, I suggest that you pay your bill and leave.’

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