I stood legs apart in the shower, holding the shower head aimed at my fanny, warm jet of tingly water cleansing me..... ooh that tickles.
Making sure I'd done a good job i returned the head to its holder, being careful not to get my hair wet, didn't want a full wash just needed my lower half cleaning.
Standing facing the water i let it pound on my tits for a while, enjoying the affect it was having on my nipples..... letting my mind wander back to just half hour earlier....down that country lane...
It had been a close call, I'd just got everything covered back up in time.
The police had been ok, if a little thorough.
He even did a walk round of the car, checking everything by torch light.
Which worried john as we had a tyre that was close to the limit.
But the cop just gave advice, telling us to get a new one soon.
They were quite nice really, a man and woman cop.
After blocking us in they both got out their car and approached ours, talking to john through his open window.
Asking the usual questions, was the car johns? etc...
They told us that there had been a report of 'suspicous activity' in the area and had a description of our car.
It appeared that someone had reported us, this raised two very important questions...who had been watching us? And how much had they seen?
The idea that someone could have seen us both worried and excited me.
According to the male officer there had been some thefts from farms in the area.
John was breathalysed due to the odour of alcohol in the car.
While john was doing that i was being checked out by the lady cop, who asked me if i was alright? aiming a suspicious look first at my ruffled appearance, then at the two men i was with.
I told her i was fine and that the two guys were my hubby and our friend, also repeating johns excuse for being where we were....on our way home and had got lost....yep....pretty lame i know.
At this a ghost of a knowing grin spread across her face as she said rather mockingly, "oh....i see"
She knew alright, knew what we'd been up to.
They must see hanky panky a lot, especially on a night shift.
Anyway, with the cops satisfied we weren't stealing tractors, that was that, the lady cop even had the cheek to aim a grin at me and told me to 'have a fun evening', before leaving us alone.
I bet we were a hot topic of conversation for the rest of their shift....and speaking of hot topics....
What a night this was turning out to be. And all because i took a gamble back there in the cinema.
Now here i was washing daves spunk out my fanny...my god he shoots buckets...what was the deal with that?!
The short journey back in our car had been a little uncomfortable, for me at least. I was sat in a rapidly cooling puddle of sticky goo.
Of course, my complaints served only to amuse the fellas.
John telling me it was my fault, and that I'd asked for it and so.....I'd got it.
I couldn't argue with that....
On the brief journey home we talked about how close we'd come to being caught, and also who may have been watching us.
We decided it must have been one of the farmers that live nearby, perhaps they saw our headlights coming down the lane....
Upon arriving at our house, before we tried going inside i made sure chris wasn't in.
Calling his mobile and asking the grumpy sod if he had his key?
It was an excuse of course, to make sure he was at his friends house for the night.
The boys had their weekend routine, steve was at his grans while sunday tea time but chris could be back in the morning....maybe early.
Making a point of asking what time we should expect him back, he replied abruptly, "the usual time!"
It was said with a good deal of sarcasm but now i knew.
We had until at least 11am next morning....good.
When I'd finished the call dave asked rather shyly if we were sure it was ok for him to stay the night?
Before i could answer my husband reassured him, "of course it is.....the more the merrier eh pip?"
As he said it he glanced through the rear view mirror, briefly catching my eye as a car went past, its lights illuminating the back.
"The more the merrier", i repeated my hubbys words.....staring back lustily.
Dave then got out his phone and called adele, his youngest daughter, the one still living at home. She expected him back later that night.
After his call had ended it occurred to me that we were being deceptive and furtive to our children in order to do something naughty, a kind of parent/child role reversal.
I mentioned it to the guys and we all had a good chuckle.
Now i had to get out the car but with the mess i was in..... concerned about being seen.
However as john pointed out, it was dark and it had started to rain so the short journey from car to house should be ok.
Still, i ran, not wanting to bump into any neighbours....the back of my skirt had an obvious stain.
With all of us safely inside, lights were turned on, heating put on and the usual door precautions taken, locked with the key left in and turned.
That 'new' feeling of having someone different in the house crept up on me, taking me by surprise.
