Smirking back, Dylan shifted above her, gently lying her down on her back and lowing herself between the Brit’s legs as she told her, “It’s okay… Just do what comes naturally.” Helena was about to protest and complain about the advice supplied, but Dylan’s lips were suddenly on her, and the British beauty soon drowned herself within the other woman’s body.  

* * * *

The air was still, thick with heat and the undeniable stench of sex, and hung heavy around the two merged bodies on the bed. Dylan was lay behind Helena, her legs wedged between both of hers and one arm hooked around her waste while the other curled up into her own chest. She wasn’t sure just how long they had been lay like that, but from what little she could see of Helena’s face a look of realisation and deep thought troubled her features. She voiced her thoughts, asking quietly, “Do you regret it?” The body in her arms did not tense or turn, though Dylan wondered if she had possibly intruded upon the moment and ruined something between them.

Helena blinked once and, still debating an answer, shifted to cover Dylan’s arm with her hand. She was about to answer, perhaps to tell Dylan that she thought it was a silly question to ask now that they had already slept together, when the distant sound of a car rolling over the gravel-paved drive stirred her from her thoughts. She remained silent, ears trained on the noise of an engine, and finally exclaimed a quick ‘fuck!’ when she realised it must be Peter and Andrew having already returned with the children. Dylan, having already heard the approaching car and having her suspicions, was quick to follow Helena in rushing from the bed and back into her clothes. 

She could hear her children’s voices, now, which only motivated Helena into moving quicker. Her bra was fastened in a rush and her dress thrown on over her head. She was about to go in search for her underwear when the slamming of a car door instead had her running from the room. Dylan watched as she fled, panicking as she was still struggling with her clothes, and was not at all calmed when she heard the front door open and two excitable children flood in, followed by their uncles.