Just as Mary dropped her bomb shell, I got a text from Diane asking if I could meet her at the café next to the conservatoire where she attends an evening class. I've got to say it was a case of perfect timing as something about the way Mrs Summers had made her magnanimous offer had set alarm bells ringing in my head. I was actually glad for a chance to figure out what they meant. Mrs Summers asked for my assurances that our conversation would remain private and I readily gave them to her.
As I drove across town to meet Diane, I obviously thought of little else but what she had said. I went over our conversation several times and in the end could only conclude that it was what it seemed; Diane's mother wanted me to use her as my fuck toy! Wrap it up anyway you like, that was what it added up to.
Diane seemed a little down when I eventually found her. The reason surprise surprise was her mother who'd given her the third degree about me.
'You'd think I was a child the way she interrogated me this morning!'
'What kind of things did she ask?'
'Had you asked me to do anything I wasn't comfortable with. Have you offered me drugs. And worst of all... no I can't say!'
'That bad!' What did you tell her?'
'At first I was determined to ignore her but in the end I gave her a blow by blow account of what we did the other night. I'm really sorry. I lost it with her and I hope you'll forgive me.'
'There's nothing to forgive. How were you getting home?'
'Mom was supposed to pick me up but I told her you might...?
'Sure but not straight home.' I said and she smiled with me.
We walked out to my car and drove to a quiet spot I know and had sex. I guess when you put it like that it sounds sordid but we actually did just have sex, pure and simple. One minute we were kissing, the next she was on my lap bouncing away like a woman possessed. It was as much as I could do to get a condom on. Afterwards I asked if she had needed that but she declined to answer!
We chatted as we came back to earth and on the drive back to her house. Diane apologised again for telling her mother about me and promised to make it up to me soon. When I quizzed her what that meant she only smiled and said I had wait and see. By then it was getting late so I made my way home.
The next morning my mother was waiting for me when I came into our kitchen.
'Paul I may have said a few things to Diane's mother last night which I realise I shouldn't have. I hope it doesn't make any waves for you and Diane.'
'No real harm done.' I reassured her.
'What do you mean? Has Mary said something to you?'
'She asked me to go over last night and we had, a chat.' I told her.
'A chat? Something in the way you said that meant it was something more.'
'It was. Mrs Summers was a little concerned that I might corrupt her innocent daughter, I'm not at liberty to say more.'
'But you're still seeing Diane?'
'Yes we're still seeing each other.'