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by
Barbara
Mackintosh
Andy's twenty first birthday party was going with a swing. In
fact this was his second party, earlier in the week there had
been a party with Mum & dad, close family & girlfriend
on the actual day. Now it was Saturday night, he was in the Kings
Arms, surrounded by his friends, people from work, & although
he could not see her just at that moment, his girlfriend Katie
was here somewhere too. He was really enjoying himself, they
had got the disco booked till midnight, a bar extension, all
was set.
He had moved out of the disco for a breather & was chatting
to friends in the bar. Suddenly he became aware of a hush, a
general cease of conversation, he noticed the odd grin on the
faces of a couple of his colleagues from work, he saw Mandy put
a hand up to her mouth, almost choking back a laugh, there was
a faint rustle behind him, a hand came to rest on his shoulder
for a moment. He half turned as a voice said.
"Andy?" He now fully turned to see the owner of an
obviously young female voice.
His jaw dropped. Before him stood a dream! A life long dream!
Andy glanced nervously at near bye friends, then instantly back
to the girl, he had to look twice to make sure. Someone had obviously
arranged a "Kiss-a-gram" for him, but what a "Kiss-a-gram"!
The young girl was wearing a, he had to look again to be certain,
yes it was, he still couldn't quite believe it, she was wearing
a shorty mac made from shiny black rubber. Her belt was pulled
in very tight accentuating her more than shapely figure, she
was buttoned up to the neck with her collar raised, spilling
over the collar locks of thick golden hair tumbling down from
under her sou'wester, also in black rubber.
He felt his face go red in a matter of moments, he was getting
hot, his throat was dry, he felt a churning in his tummy, worse
than that, a stirring down below, a tightness in his trousers.
No! He thought no....
It was a sweat ache, it was how he always felt when he imagined
meeting a girl dressed in a rubber mac, he hoped like crazy that
no one would notice, but his trousers were already tight, he
liked them that way, how could people not notice? He was confused
for a moment, trapped & scared. This is stupid he thought!
He had just been confronted by the girl in all his dreams &
he was frightened, why could he not just enjoy the moment!
But he couldn't. His dreams of rubber macked girls were a secret,
he had wanted to tell the world at large about his fantasies,
about how beautiful it was, but he had never dared. He had told
someone, Sara, a former girlfriend. It was almost three years
ago now, he had loved her, he had harboured thoughts of marriage
to her, & so he had told her about his desire for rubber
rainwear. She had turned very nasty towards him, called him all
sorts of horrible names, she had even struck him across the face.
It had hurt him deeply, not the physical pain of being hit, but
how she so obviously thought of him, perverted was one word she
had used.
That episode had turned him into a virtual recluse, going out
only to work, stopping in at night, that had gone on for over
a year. It had been a further year after that before he had gone
out with another girl, then he had met Katie, & now life
was better again, or at least it had been up to this point.
Now, if he were to let his true emotions show, even for just
a moment, all his friends, practically everyone he new in the
world, might be able to see what Sara already knew. What would
they think of him?
The girl leaned forward slightly, he could smell her rubber,
mixed with a light scent, this was always how he imagined it
in his dreams.
"My name's Roberta, but you can call me Bobby". Her
voice was low, soft, & to Andy's thoughts, sexy. He could
feel his knees practically knocking together. Then the girl took
a step back, flung out her arms as if ready to greet a long lost
friend & in a much louder voice, announced to the world.
"I hope you like my mac darling."
If Andy's face had been red before, it now turned several shades
of bright scarlet, he felt like he was on fire. It was only at
this point that he noticed the rest of her outfit for the first
time. Very glossy black PVC thigh length stiletto heeled boots,
he could even see fish net stockings between the tops of her
boots & the hem of the mac, she also had an umbrella, it
was furled, long & pencil thin, again glossy black.
Then, she stepped forward again, amidst the most deafening crescendo
of rustling crackling rubber she threw her arms around his neck,
the last thing that he saw before his view of the world went
dark was glossy red lips, heading straight for him. In the next
instant, they had been planted directly over his already open
mouth, still open from that very first shock.
Bobby held him in her embrace, the kiss went on & on, for
how long Andy could not remember afterwards, but it had seemed
like hours. He could feel her shiny rubber through his thin shirt,
so smooth, he could feel her body sliding next to his, her rubber
was warm but somehow at the same time he could feel it's coolness
strike through him. This was now going well beyond what he had
imagined even in his most wild of dreams, he could not see anything,
his world was just black, his nostrils were full of smells, rubber
of course, thick, warm, an intoxicating aroma, almost overpowering,
mind bendingly beautiful, drug like. There was the girl's scent,
complimenting the rubber, thinner, a more pale type of fragrance,
pleasing. Then Andy could also smell beneath the rubber mac,
beneath the perfume, the girl herself, warm, sweat, angelic.
He could feel her hands on his back, warm inside their rubber
gloves, he felt the rubber of her sou'wester on his hot forehead,
beads of perspiration feeling wet as her sou'wester smeared them
across his brow.
As he stood there, he began to wonder, could he? He so wanted
too, he so wanted to return her tight embrace of him, he so wanted
to feel her shiny rubber with his own hands. Did he dare? Would
his feelings be betrayed by that one act? Would his awful secret
be divulged to all around him? Where was Katie? Was she watching
all this? He was going to after tell Katie about his rubber mac
fetish sometime, he knew that, but he did not want her to discover
it like this, he could not loose her too! He was trembling, slowly,
very slowly his arms came up from his side, he hesitated again,
then slowly his hands settled on the girl's back, that touch
of glossy rubber, she felt so warm & tender. He heard whistles
& applause around him, faint at first, then louder. He let
go of her instantly, no he thought, no, no... Had he gone too
far? Was his secret out?
Finally Bobby broke the embrace, there was again a shattering
rubber crackle as they parted, the whistles & applause dying
away. By this time Andy had gone past the trembling stage, he
was physically shaking, so much so that Roberta asked him if
he was all right. It was all he could do to nod affirmatively.
"Then come with me Andy, I've got something for you,"
she announced in a voice that everyone around them could hear.
Bobby took hold of his hand, he felt once more the warm smooth
feel of her thin rubber glove, felt through it the warm hand
inside it, tender, reassuring, but at the same time firm, leading
him, she hooked the handle of her umbrella around his neck &
began to lead him back into the disco. After a few steps she
released him from the grip of the umbrella, she let go of his
hand & put her arm around his waist. Side by side they walked
into the disco, she firmly but gently leading him, he hesitantly,
as if walking on eggs, behind them, everyone followed. Andy almost
did not dare to look at the girl beside him, the girl that was
holding him, her rubber swishing & rippling, smooth against
his body, those heels clicking on the wooden floor. But however
much he tried not to let it happen, his eyes were drawn towards
her.
Andy had probably never been more frightened in his twenty one
year old life, not of Roberta of course, but that his dark secret
might through her become known to all, everyone in his immediate
world. He could not bare it if that should happen, he could not
see how he could go on living if that should happen, & it
could happen, even if he dropped his guard for only a second,
that was why he was so frightened. Yet strangely, teetering on
the brink of disaster like this, almost scared out of his wits,
he felt a certain security in the arm of this smooth rubber clad
girl, a girl he had known for only a minute, a girl he did not
know at all really. It was then that Roberta dropped a bombshell.
"A little bird tells me that you like girls dressed in rubber
macs," she whispered closely in his ear.
He stopped dead in his tracks, causing the girl to stumble slightly
as he came to a shuddering halt. It was like he had been shot,
his mouth open again, although he wasn't breathing, his eyes
wide in a fixed stare, he was like a rabbit caught in the headlights
of a car, a car that was about to run him down. But behind that
fixed outer mask, that dead look, Andy's brain was surprisingly
sharp, working over time, thinking quickly & clearly, it
is amazing our fright can focus the mind.
How could she know that? No one in the world knew of his rubber
love, his desires to see girls dressed in glossy rubber macs,
no one! Someone must have told her, butt who? How? No one else
knew about it. Someone in this room knew, whoever had hired this
"Kiss-a-gram" girl knew, they must, but how? Who? His
mind quickly ran through a list of his friends, no one could
know, but someone did! No, he thought, the only name he could
come up with was Sara.
Sara would never have told, he was almost sure, but it had to
be someone. Sara would never have wanted it to be known, she
had been ashamed of him, she would surely not have wanted anyone
to know that she had even associated with him, not with a "Dirty
rubber mad pervert," as she had called him.
Hesitantly, Andy was once again lead forward by Roberta, back
into the disco. Just before they entered the room he became aware
that there was no music playing, there was a strange silence
in there, & yet the disco had been in full swing when he
had left it a few minutes ago. Together they walked into the
room, there was a ripple of applause again, whistles & cheers
broke out all around, they had obviously been expecting him.
He was taken aback, again there was a hesitancy in his step,
but Bobby persuaded him gently but firmly forward. There was
no music playing, no one dancing, everyone stood around the edge
of the dance floor on three sides, the floor had been almost
cleared, almost, except for one thing, for much to Andy's surprise
there stood in the middle of the floor, a giant birthday cake.
Whatever next, thought Andy, how many more surprises were in
store for him? Once again Andy's eyes flashed around the room,
where was Katie? He could not see her, she must have gone to
the ladies for a moment, good he murmured under his breath, he
almost breathed a sigh of relief. He did not want her to see
him now, not with this rubber mackintoshed girl, she would be
bound to guess wouldn't she? Bound to see through him, bound
to guess the awful truth that he had a rubber mackintosh fetish,
how much longer could his luck hold though? How much longer would
she stay in the ladies room?
Bobby positioned Andy carefully on the dance floor, facing the
giant cake. He did not know what to do, he looked around nervously,
he had a smile on his face but it was an unnatural fixed one,
an embarrassed one, he could feel his facing burning even more.
Roberta walked away then stopped & turned to face him. She
stood alone on the polished wooden floor, about ten feet away
from Andy & roughly mid way between him & the cake. She
gave a signal to the man running the disco then struck a pose.
The girl stood perfectly still, feet wide apart, her upper body
bent slightly forward, arms stretched out in front, both hands
on the handle of the umbrella which stood vertically, still furled
with it's point resting on the ground, her head was bent well
forward & the shiny sou'wester completely hid her face from
Andy's view.
A few seconds passed, the sound of lightly falling rain began
to issue forth from the large speakers up on the stage, the sound
level increased giving the impression to all in the room that
the rain was becoming heavy. Then the disco lights flashed &
flicked brightly for a second followed by a heavy clatter of
thunder. So loud & so sudden was this apparent thunder that
everyone jerked with shock. As the thunder rippled & tumbled
around Roberta at last moved, in one swift movement she took
the umbrella in her right hand raised it vertically high above
herself & pressed the button on the handle. Instantly &
with great force the umbrella sprung fully open.
The sound of pouring rain eased slightly into the background
as faintly at first, the long drawn out notes of an overture
were heard, an overture announcing a well known melody. The sound
of the music grew stronger, the overture slowed almost to a halt,
the melody began, it was, perhaps a little predictably, "Singing
in the rain."
Andy knew the tune well, with his interest in rainwear it was
perhaps again a little predictable that he had a video of the
film at home, it was one of a number that he kept hidden at home,
a secret collection that even his parents did not know about.
Roberta started to dance to the music. The girl commanded Andy's
full attention, worried & frightened he might of been that
his black secret would come out, but his eyes were now firmly
fixed on Roberta.
She was good, the thought dawned on Andy, she could really dance!
He watched her, enraptured, the girl beautiful in her shiny rubber
rainwear. He watched the material pull this way & that as
her arms & legs & body stretched this way & that.
He watched the light dance crazily across the shiny material,
he could smell her warm rubber particularly as she danced close
to him. At one point she danced slowly all the way around him
& his head swivelled almost completely around as if he were
a puppet, he did not want to miss one single second of this angel's
performance.
On & on she went, Andy never took his eyes of her. Sometimes
she would smile at him & he would feel his legs almost buckle
beneath him, he felt almost sick with desire. He did not want
this to end, it was a dream, round & round she danced, more
thunder faintly clattered behind the melody & the sound of
pouring rain could always be heard in the background.
Then she stopped, she stood facing him, just a few feet away.
Holding the umbrella over her head with one hand Bobby raised
the other straight out in front of her, with one finger she beckoned
him to her.
Andy swallowed hard, he felt his throat close up, he hesitated,
he wanted to go to her but he couldn't, his legs would not carry
him. She beckoned again, his gaze flicked for a second to those
at the edge of the dance floor then immediately back to the girl.
He took a first hesitant step forward, he was shaking, he was
sweating but suddenly he felt cold. He took another slow step
& this time the girl took a step towards him. He was close
to her now & she stretched out her hand to him, slowly, very
slowly his hand came up to meet her's. He felt again the tender
warm hand inside the soft rubber glove, it was heaven!
Bobby turned to stand beside him & linked her arm through
his, she whispered to him. "I want you to dance with me."
She positioned the umbrella over him as if protecting him from
the imaginary rain. He would not have known how to dance with
her, he had two left feet, it was well known, but she had him
spellbound! He glided about the floor as though he had danced
all his life, he moved with her as one, he did not know how it
was just as if he was in a dream.
He felt the warm dreamy rubber slither next to him, the smell
of the girl's mackintosh pervaded his nostrils adding to his
dreaminess. She was warm from her exertions & the smell of
her rubber was much stronger than before, Andy breathed it in
deeply. He felt relaxed now in a strange sort of way, as if drugged.
His secret worries were still there, but in the background somehow,
it was as if he had been sedated, he was floating, he was actually
enjoying himself.
They were near to the big cake now, the two of them danced around
it. Roberta positioned Andy near to the cake & stepped from
his side, she danced around the cake solo before picking up a
larger than life cardboard knife & handing it to him.
The music & the sound of the rain quickly faded to nothing,
to be replaced by the tune to "Happy Birthday." After
the first few notes everyone joined in with the words, Roberta
guided Andy forward, he held the knife in both hands & she
in turn held his hands in her's. As the words came to an end,
"Happy birthday to you...," as the tune began to die
away she lifted his hand & lowered them again as if to cut
the cake.
At that precise moment the disco lights flashed like lightening,
there was a sudden almighty crash of thunder, the sound of pouring
rain returned louder, heavier than ever, & the top of the
cake shot up into the air.
Andy flinched, it took him a second to notice in that instant
of confusion as the top of the cake burst upwards, then he saw
a dark hand, an arm, then a black figure rose up out of the cake.
Andy was aghast, it was another rubber mackintoshed figure, another
girl, dressed as was Roberta, in a shinny rubber mac & sou'wester.
The figure, now standing upright raised her umbrella above her
head, activated the lever on the handle & as with Roberta
earlier, the umbrella thrust open.
The melody of "Singing in the rain" began to play once
more as Bobby stepped forward to assist her new partner from
the cake.
Andy stood motionless, mouth slightly open, eyes staring, his
senses were simply overloaded. Almost more had happened to him
on this momentous night already than he could take in, the lovely
Roberta in her mac, wonderful, unbelievable, a once in a life
time thing! Then quite suddenly there were two of them, it did
not seem real!
The new girl took hold of Roberta's offered hand & stepped
from the cake, a little shakily on the high heels of her boots.
Andy surveyed her close up, for both girls were only a matter
of three or four feet away from him. This second girl was indeed
dressed in an almost identical rubber mac & sou'wester to
the first, except this girl's mackintosh was much longer, almost
down to her ankles. Andy was not thinking straight but his brain
did register his approval of this longer length mac, it had always
seemed eminently sensible to him that if a girl was going to
wear a waterproof mackintosh for her protection, then it should
at least be long enough to keep all of her dry. There was something
else different about her too, something he had not noticed at
first as she had sprung from the cake. She was wearing a face
mask, not only a face mask he thought as he peered more closely,
beneath her sou'wester this second girl appeared to have her
head completely enclosed inside a rubber hood, the only openings
being for her eyes & mouth. It was shiny black, it lent her
not only an air of mystery but also a look of being all powerful,
or it would have done, except the girl seemed to be smiling &
this took of that hard edge. The only colour in all this blackness
came from the girl's beautifully made up red lips, & the
bright blue eyes that he could see beneath long false eye lashes
that seemed to flutter at him. In the midst of his daze those
eyes seemed vaguely familiar to Andy, but he did not see how
they could be.
The music was again playing & now two girls danced with Andy
instead of just one. There was a girl on each side of him both
with an arm linked through his, he had no idea what he was doing
for he was now in a total rubber haze, he simply followed where
they lead.
He could feel smooth slippery macs on both sides of him, he could
see a flurry of umbrellas, the sound of crackling, rippling,
thwacking rubber filled his ears, then of course there was that
smell of lovely rubber warmed by the bodies of these two girls,
the thick smell of rubber was everywhere it seemed, blended with
their own perfume, wonderful! He took it in, his lungs were full
of it.
They danced on, Andy hoped it would never end. Somewhere deep
in the back of his mind now, he knew that Katie might come into
to room at any moment, if she was not already here. Katie, the
love of his life. He knew that seeing him like this she might
guess his secret, but it was as if he had been tranquillised,
perhaps the smell of rubber acted like an anaesthetic, he did
not feel frightened by that prospect, he just wanted this dance
to be never ending.
But of course, end it did. The music slowed & died to nothing,
the sound of rain lashing down increased then that too died away.
The trio ended the dance facing the majority of the audience,
the two girls posing with an umbrella stretched out on each side.
As the sound of rain died away it was replaced by tumultuous
applause, whistling & shouting.
As one movement the two girls then let go of Andy & positioned
their umbrellas in front of them hiding their own as well as
Andy's face from the wildly clapping & cheering audience.
Behind the cover of these umbrellas the hooded girl was the first
to kiss Andy, full on the lips. She was warm & her lips tasted
sweat, the kiss went on, again he breathed in the rubber &
her delicate perfume. At last she broke away, then Andy felt
a soft smooth warm rubber gloved hand take a gentle hold of his
chin & his head was turned to face Roberta. She too kissed
him, long, passionate, her lips covering his mouth, on &
on she went, he struggled to breathe!
She too then broke away. Another rubber glove came to his chin,
he turned back towards the masked girl, she had, apparently well
Roberta had been kissing him, now removed her sou'wester &
her enclosing rubber hood. It was then, on this night of shocks
& wonderful dreams for Andy that he had his biggest shock
of all, & his greatest dream came to be a reality.
Katie stood beside him, her face flushed, those beautifully made
up red lips & the bright blue eyes that had seemed vaguely
familiar to Andy a few minutes ago, were now devoid of their
rubber hood, again those long false eye lashes fluttered at him.
"Katie" he said in a low strangulated croak.
Andy could not say or do any more, then Katie kissed him again.
Roberta looked on & smiled gently, Andy at last beginning
to recover took hold of Katie. Another twenty or thirty seconds
passed before he let her go again & as they parted the umbrellas
were lowered, & the applause & the wild cheers came to
a crescendo.
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Later, in the bar, Andy chatted happily & animatedly to his
friends, he explained to everyone who wanted to know & some
of those who didn't, that Roberta was apparently a friend of
Katie's, she's a dancer. "She's a good dancer don't you
think?" he was saying to each in turn, & they were agreeing.
Andy was high & it would be many hours before he came down
again, in fact, he might never come down completely.
Why? Well because his greatest dream of all had become a reality,
& that dream had been that Katie would one day know of his
liking for rubber mackintoshed girls & that she would not
mind, she would not think of him as dirty or perverted in some
way as Sara had done, & that perhaps, just may be she would
even join him in this rubber love.
And she had done, & she would do again. Only one question
remained in Andy's mind.
Later that night, or more precisely early the following morning
when the party was over & they finally left to go home, the
answer was forthcoming. "But how did you know" he asked.
"Well you don't always hide those magazines & videos
of yours as carefully as you think you do," she replied.
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