I arrived at the door at 1pm as arranged and she opened the door as I walked up the path.
'You found it ok then,' she said. 'Good to see you after all these years.'
It had been nearly 20 years since I last saw her, she was 15 then and I was in the year above her at school. I can't remember how long she had a crush on me at school and at that age I was immature and to be fair girls weren't high on my priorities - I preferred to be out with my mates playing football.
She had changed in so many ways but she still looked like the innocent girl from school. We had found each other through a social networking site, and had been chatting for a while. She was living with her partner as was I, but our chats were innocent but we did relive the past and on occasions we did talk about the what if's.
One night she was annoyed because her computer wasn't working as well as it should and during an online chat I asked about the system security settings she had in place, as I worked with computers and had a good knowledge - the response I got was a confused emoticon - meaning she didn't know.
I offered to pop round and have a look for her and to sort the computer out for her as any friend would. Well that's how I came to be walking up her path that day. Both our respective partners knew what was happening, it was two old friends catching up while one did the other a favour by sorting out the computer.
She wandered down the path in her jeans and an old band t-shirt to greet me, we hugged and I smelt her sweet perfume.
'You coming in then?' she asked and I followed her into the lounge, closing the door behind me. We chatted for a while and then she showed me where the computer was. I checked the files and made a quick assessment.
'Right, I know what I need to install for you to sort this out, we'll have it running faster than ever in about 30 minutes, Hun,' I told her.
She offered me a drink and asked if I would mind if she left me to it while I did my nerdy stuff on the PC. I didn't mind to be honest but the conversation while programs installed would have been nice, still plenty of time for that afterwards I thought.
I worked on her PC, installing and running the new ad-ware programs and the automatic cache cleaner program and was installing the new antivirus software when I heard her come down the stairs.
When she walked through the door my chin hit the floor, the jeans and band t-shirt had gone and before me was a sexy vixen with a naughty look in her eye. She had scraped her hair back into a short ponytail and was wearing a halter neck top through which her nipples were clearly visible, she had a leather mini skirt on with stockings, the lacy tops showing beneath the bottom of her skirt, and she had knee-high boots on with a nice heel.
'You can kind of thank my other half for this,' she said. 'As I was running him to work I said I'd better pop and get you some beers to say thank you and he told me "Fuck him - he's an old friend he'll be happy just to chat and catch up with you while he does the computer"!'
In all fairness - he was right - if she had offered me the beers I would have declined her generosity - after all what are friends for?
'Anyway,' she said, 'as I drove home I thought to myself, well he does like me to do as I'm told and he did tell me to and I have been waiting 20 years for this chance, so...'