The Other Sort Of Magic

It was not that easy, not at the time. Suzi was watching, trying to see just what it was I was doing. But the closer she got, the more intently she watched, the more distracted I became. I thought about asking her to put some clothes on, but then decided I’d much rather be distracted by her.

‘Is this part of it?’ Suzi looked down at what my hand was doing to her.

‘Not exactly,’ I said. ‘But – at the moment – the time doesn’t seem to be right.’

‘I’m not distracting you, am I?’ She made no effort to move away. If anything, she pressed herself harder against my hand and what it was doing. ‘I could get dressed. If it would help?’

‘Do… you… think…. It … would…? Help… that is?’ I managed to get the words out between kisses.

‘Help… what…?’ Now her hands were doing the same sort of things to me.

We kept each other occupied for quite a while.

Afterwards, we both fell back on the bed.

Suzi looked across at me through half-closed eyes. ‘You have certainly learnt some magic with those hands.’ She took my right hand in both of hers and stared at it. ‘But I still don’t see how you can do what you did with them.’

I smiled, feeling good about myself. ‘Well, as Morgan said, I do have the ability, the magic in my hands.’ I took a breath. ‘Obviously, the magic must express itself in more than one way.’

Suzi rolled over and sat astride me. ‘You aren’t thinking of trying that… this other sort of magic with anyone else are you?’

I shook my head. ‘You know you are the only one for me.’ Which was true and – also – a lie, of course. I couldn’t help wondering if my new magical powers worked on other women as well as they did on Suzi. After all, I’d seen what Morgan had done with the three women on that strange planet he’d taken us to visit. I couldn’t help wondering if my power, which Morgan said was potentially as good as – or even greater than – his, would enable me to do the same.

I saw how Suzi was staring at me as I thought about it. She may not have the magical power, but Suzi can usually tell what I’m thinking, especially when it is not about her.

So, I began to think about something else instead. The matter in hand as it were.

Suzi looked down at my hands and what they were doing to her. ‘Again?’ She closed her eyes and sighed. ‘Now, that is magic.’


Published by David Hadley

A Bloke. Occasionally points at ducks.

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