In Her Head - Collision Course

Well I Never

The rest of the day seemed to fly by and just before 5pm, Peter knocked on her office door, he had come to say goodnight to her as most of the staff were leaving. Elle had already sent Stephanie home, Peter locked the door. He kissed her and it turned into a steamy snogging session, Elle was crimson, she could smell her arousal so she knew Peter would, "Sweet, I think we might have started something at the weekend. You smell so good, I want you so badly but I swore to go slow with you. Your arousal is killing me, just let me pleasure you today and we can work something out after," Peter said, his voice was strained and Elle was torn, she tried to hide her face and her embarrassment. Peter put his finger under her chin and raised her head to face him, "don't hide from me Sweet, you are amazing and I have wanted you since the day we met. You are not a slut Elle, this is natural, if you weren't aroused by me I would be worried," he told her, Elle was lost in his eyes, they held honesty and care.

Peter led them over to the desk and leaned Elle back against it, he pushed himself to her so she could feel his erection, "see Sweet, this is what you do to me, I only have to picture you and I go wild. This is the most natural thing and it's healthy," Peter moved his mouth to her neck, there was no way Elle could talk, her breathing was becoming heavier and he knew she was wet. He let his tongue slide over the erogenous zone on her neck and he raised his hand to her cheek, letting it graze over her breast and she gasped. Her gasp was full of pleasure and he moved it back down to caress her breasts. His other hand caressed her hip, Peter had found another of her erogenous zones on Saturday gone, it was located just over her left hip and he made her orgasm just by licking it. He moved his lips back to take hers and she deepened the kiss instantly and her hand stroked his erection.

Peter wanted to take her there, she was sending him crazy, he moved his hand from her hip and lifted her skirt then spread her legs, he gently ran his fingers across her swollen and throbbing clitorus and she gasped, breaking the kiss. Elle unbuckled his trousers, pushing both his trousers and his boxers down, Elle was dripping and Peter dropped to his knees. Elle wanted the contact badley, "Peter," she said breathlessly and he pulled her underwear down then he raised her left leg over his shoulder and thrust his tongue inside her, his upper lip was moving over her clitorus and she was bucking against him, his hand was caressing her right breast while his other hand was caressing her left hip, Elle was almost screaming and it was music to his ears, she was so close but he wanted to bury himself inside her and watch her while she came all over his c**k, her juices tasted so good though so he had to fight with himself. He couldn't believe how close he was and he wasn't even inside her, this woman would have him begging. Peter stopped caressing her and reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom, he slipped it on quickly and removed his skilled mouth and tongue from her core, he kissed Elle, allowing her to taste herself and the kiss deepened.

Her legs wrapped around him, she wanted him closer to her, he positioned himself and entered her, he started moving slowly in and out. Elle broke the kiss, "harder, faster, please" Elle begged him breathlessly and he obliged, Peter lay her back on the desk and reached under her top playing with her sensitive n*****s while he quickened the pace thrusting in and out of her, Elle was holding Peters arms, she arched her back and released, she was pulsating after her orgasm and Peter kept going, within a minute, Elle was starting to build again and when Peter realised what was happening, he removed one of his hands to caress her left hip and he was thrusting harder and faster, he bent down to Elles breast and took her n****e into his mouth, he was teetering on the edge of his climax, he gently bit on her n****e and Elle orgasmed with Peter, Peter was still rocking to draw out her pleasure. Elle was building again, she had never experienced this before, Peter saw the shock register on her face.

"Elle, I want you to c*m over my face. You are exquisite and I cannot get enough of your flavour, you will drip for me so I can drink you," Peter smiled, he had her back in her arousal and he pulled a chair for him to sit in and he buried his face in her fold making love to it with his mouth, Elle was writhing underneath him, she was close again. He lifted her legs over his shoulders opening her more to him. He broke contact while he got her into position, "f**k my face Elle," he demanded then he thrust his tongue inside her again and Elle lost control, she pulled his head closer to her core for more friction, she was moaning and panting hard, and Elle exploded seeing spots as it was the best orgasm she had ever had. Peter held her legs open making her scream louder and drawing out the orgasm, once her pulsing had subsided, Peter raised his head, she was still leaking her juices and he would get every drop before she left, he blew on her clitorus, it was still swollen and sensitive, Elle was about to get up, "Sweet, stay where you are, I need every drop of you and you haven't finished yet," he told her. Elle could feel the juices pool again and Peter lapped it, he changed his condom and he was standing erect again.

He blew again, and Elle responded, Peter lapped again still holding her legs open, "your p***y is so tasty Sweet, I would lap you up into tomorrow. My c**k is throbbing again already," he huskily said and Elle could feel the juices dribble from her and Peter was straight in the licking and lapping it up. "I want you to ride me Elle, I want to be buried inside you while you are screaming my name," he carried on and Elle glistened, dribbling, she looked delectable and Peter lapped her up teasing her, she was so wet again. "Take your top off and sit on my c**k, I want your tit in my mouth while you f**k me, f**k me hard Elle, f**k me so hard while you scream my name. Elle was so wet again and Peter was feeling pleased with himself, this phone s*x plan will work very well as her response to his words were sending her over the edge. She slid off of the table and positioned herself over him, she lowered herself drawing his member into her, she slid on easily and took her top off, she started riding him slow and he grabbed her n*****s, "f**k me harder and faster Elle, I don't want you to stop until you have dripped all you can onto me," he ordered. Elle was wetter and she didn't know how it was possible, she moved faster and harder, Peter was lifting himself up to meet her and she was close, "Peter! Peter! I.. I .. I am," Elle started, Peter squeezed her n*****s, "c*m NOW!" Peter shouted and Elle came apart, Peter grabbed her hips pulling her up and down while he orgasmed with her. Peter grabbed her and kissed her hard, they wouldn't be able to go again as they were spent. 

After they broke the kiss, Peter cuddled her, they were both breathing heavy and they stayed like that for a few minutes. "Elle you are so amazing, I have never done this before and I didn't think it was possible until we hazed but I thought that was it," Peter confessed. Elle was so ashamed, she was adamant that they should take it slow, as if Peter knew what she was thinking, "Elle, we are a couple and I care about you. s*x is natural, it is based on attraction so our relationship is going in the right direction. We have to satisfy the desire or the rest will suffer because we will avoid each other," Peter said, "look, we know we are attracted to each other so how do you fancy trying an experiment with me?" He asked her, Elle looked at him but lowered her eyes again quickly, she was so ashamed, after saying she wanted to take it slow and then just caving like that. Elle couldn't talk, she was too ashamed, Peter pulled her back in for a cuddle. After a few minutes, Peter lifted Elle from him slightly, he would sit all night like that but he had to get cleaned up before he could talk with Elle, he felt that they needed to have this conversation.

He's done now, he doesn't want me anymore. Are you kidding me? Tell me you are not aching to get cleaned up. He has had his fill so now he will sod off! Why would he? He has stuck around already, why would he run now? Elle argued internally.

Elle took his movement as a rejection and she got up to get cleaned up. She had some wipes in her drawer and she went to get them. She took a few and handed the packet to Peter, she really wanted a shower but that wasn't possible at the moment. Peter took them smiling, she had read his mind. Elle was still burning red with being ashamed, they both got ready and it didn't escape Peter that Elle hadn't put her underwear back on. Elle picked them up and put them straight in her bag to wash them at home, he had already ordered her lots of sets, he always wanted to rip them off of her but he knew she might not take kindly to that. Peter didn't tell her he still had her underwear set from the weekend and the shredded panties had gotten him off last night when she wasn't there. Peter buckled up his trousers and walked around the desk to Elle, she seemed to be shielding herself with it but he was having none of it, she looked braced for bad news as if she was trying to compose herself. Peter pulled her into his arms, there would be no running for her, he would make sure of that. Peter put his arms around her and kissed the top of her head, Elle relaxed a bit and then and leaned into him wrapping her own arms around his waist. 

Maybe he doesn't want to reject me, I am such a hypocrite, you are such a fool! She thought

Peter took one of his arms from her kissing her forehead and led her over to the sofa, "we need to talk Sweet," Peter told her softly. Elle was filled with dread, she knew he was about to call her out on her hypocrisy over wanting to take it slow and not sticking to it. "Elle, we have to acknowledge our desire. I have no knowledge of what kind of relationships you have had before but we need to get to the bottom of this, I don't want you shutting down and not even giving us a chance," he told her. "Please talk to me," he added, he was pleading with her. They were sitting on the sofa so that they could look at each other, Peter's face was soft and non judgmental, Elle could see that but she just felt so ashamed. "I'm sorry," Elle apologised and it dawned on Peter that she was ashamed. "Sweet, don't apologise to me, you have no need, I wasn't expecting this to happen but I am so pleased it did. I want every part of you my love, every part of you, this might seem fast to you but I have waited four months, they were four torturous months," He admitted. Elle looked shocked, "why did you have condoms?" She asked him, the question was out before she had a chance to think about it. "I was taking them home in the hope that when you were more comfortable, we wouldn't be caught short, I promise you Elle, I had no intention of making you want to make love to me, I just, well, I have no excuse but I had no intention of it happening today." He explained, Elle ran her hand down her face, "I know, I only just thought of it, I did want to but I shouldn't have and I am sorry, I really do want to take this slow Peter but I am in turmoil." Elle told him sighing, Peter reached for her hand and kissed it, he didn't want to do this but he knew he had to.

"What have your past relationships been like?" He asked her and her face crumbled, he cringed internally, it wasn't something he wanted to ask but he had to make her open up to see this relationship was different from any she had encountered before. Elle took a couple of deep breaths, she didn't want to tell him, he was going to think that she was a horrible person and not trustworthy.

Maybe he will run and we don't have to worry about this any more! She thought

"Peter, I haven't had a relationship since the children's father and I haven't wanted one. I don't seem to get it right and I am so confused, I don't want you to be a knight in shining armour, promising everything when it suits you and then blaming me when it doesn't, I cannot live like that. You haven't done this but I have concerns that you will eventually and I don't like that. I don't need, you don't like s*x, are you frigid, you want too much s*x, you are nasty, you are too wet for me and I can't enjoy." Elle stopped abruptly, she hadn't finished what she was trying to say, she was side tracked and said more than she wanted. Peter's jaw was pulsing and she jumped up to grab her bag then she ran out of the office for the lifts.

Well you really screwed that up, way to piss him off! You shouldn't be putting Peter in the same category as him! Well Peter will probably turn out just like that, never expected him to do it did we? Elle battled.

Elle was pressing the button again and again, she needed to get out of the building, she was starting to shake a little, her chest was getting tighter giving her pain. Elle started her breathing to try getting this attack under control.

He is definitely going to think that I am a freak now, there is no way he will want to be around me now. Elle thought.

The lift doors opened and she dashed inside, hitting the G button over and over to try to hurry the doors, once they had fully closed she concentrated harder on her breathing and began to relax, she exited the lift and then the building to start her walk home.

Why didn't he come after me? He had the chance to say something but he kept quiet, he must've thought it would be best, he could have his screw and now it is all my fault! It is all your fault, you had to get carried away talking. He never cared at all, at least you've seen it now and he can keep away. Elle argued, she was getting angry.

The angrier she became the more she picked up the pace and she was almost running with the temper. Elle made it home within 20 minutes, she had no idea how she had done it, it meant she was less than an hour late, she realised as she walked in that she hadn't even called or messaged Nancy, this was beyond a joke.

Neglected your responsibilities again for a roll in the hay, you are such a bad person Elle, how can anyone trust you or even like you? She berated herself.

"I am so sorry everyone, something came up at work that I had to deal with and I rushed to get home, I should have called or messaged," Elle called out. Nancy popped her head out of the kitchen, "they are in the garden honey, don't worry Peter just let us know," she said as she pulled her head back in the kitchen. "It definitely looks like you ran all the way here, head in for a shower, dinner will be ready shortly honey." Belinda added shouting from the kitchen, Elle ran upstairs, she definitely wanted a shower.

Even Peter thought to call Nancy and let her know! How bad are you? He doesn't even have children and still had the decency to call, even after you ran out on him! Elle scolded

A few tears fell as she turned on the shower, she felt very guilty. Her emotions were all over the place, she couldn't even be a good Mother while managing a relationship. Elle stepped in and started washing herself.

Ha ha, you aren't in one now, are you? Screwed that up too. Now you have no relationship and you are a crap Mother, was getting involved with someone worth it? You are way too screwed up for anything, your children are better off without you! You are useless, Peter had a lucky escape! 

Elle wasn't prepared for the internal bashing she had just given herself, she felt nauseous. She turned off the shower and put her bathrobe on, wrapping the towel around her head, she continued bashing herself and had to run to the toilet to throw up. Once Elle had finished she cleared up and brushed her teeth pushing all the thoughts from her mind. If Elle continued she would go down a path she didn't want to go again. Elle went to her bedroom to get changed, she could hear the children having fun outside, they were laughing and breathless, she smiled. The children were having fun and she decided on leggings and an old t-shirt. She would go and play with them for a bit before she ate, she wasn't sure she could eat at all. 

Elle went downstairs, her hair was still damp, she didn't bother brushing it, she just put it in a messy ponytail. As she walked into the kitchen, Nancy smiled and gave her a cuddle, "they are out back honey, have fun and remember, we need you out of that head of yours," Nancy said and kissed Elle on her cheek.

Even Nancy is telling you off, she is probably being nice in case she offends you. Elle thought

Elle looked at the floor, she was ashamed again but she had to pull herself together for the children, it wasn't fair to them, she walked to the garden, she felt a little numb, she had to block everything until she had her emotions under control. She thought of the children having fun and she smiled, she stepped out into the garden and closed the door. She looked round to the children and gasped, the blood drained her face. Chasing the children round the garden was none other than Peter, he was laughing and looked like he was having the time of his life.

Breathe Elle, breathe. What is he doing here? Who in the hell does he think he is? Nancy has a lot of explaining to do! Even he is playing with the children, something you should have been home in time for! You want to have a go at him? Try having a go at yourself Elle, he has done nothing wrong, you though, you are such a terrible Mother, Emily and Michael would be better off without you! She spat at herself.

Elle was dizzy and went to walk over to the chair, she wobbled a bit, her legs felt like lead and she had spots in front of her eyes. Her vision clouded over and she dropped to the floor, all she could hear was the children screaming Mummy.

Couldn't even do this away from them, had to put them through more trauma, Elle thought as the darkness took over and everything went blank.

Elle looked around, everything was dark but she felt warm and comforted, she could smell caramel latte, it smelled delicious, Elle took a couple of steps forward putting her arms in front of her, she could feel something warm, it seemed to be moving but Elle wasn't afraid. She walked sideways to work out what it was but she had no idea, it seemed to go on forever. "It's okay my child," a voice said.

Whoa, what was that? I know that voice, where do I know it from? Elle thought to herself.

"It's okay Elle, we are in your head. Come my child, I won't hurt you," the voice said. Elle continued walking sideways, she didn't feel afraid at all. All she wanted was to work out what the voice was coming from, this thing was huge, silky soft but huge and warm. She stopped, when she got to it's head, "Old Friend," Elle whispered and she cuddled his head, smiling.

Well I never! I don't care how we got in my head, this is perfect, Elle thought.

She was with Old Friend and she wanted to stay there a while. Elle was struggling and needed a rest from her own criticism. Elle breathed deep and basked in the warmth of her own comfort place.