All characters in this story are over the age of 18. If you have not read part 1, I suggest you do. There is some mild BDSM and Fetish content in this chapter but nothing gratuitous.
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I woke up first. I had no idea what the time was, but my bladder was complaining so I slipped out of bed and went to the loo. Whilst I could feel a little sensitivity from the exertions of the night, there didn't appear to be any stinging down below, which was a relief.
I slipped back under the covers and propped myself up with a pillow. I checked the time, it was just before 8 am. I hadn't properly closed the curtains on the window behind the bed, and a shaft of sunlight was piercing the gap, bisecting the bed and illuminating Alison. Her shoulder and upper arm caught the light, as did her armpit with its scrub of fiery red hair. I gazed down at her, asleep and peaceful. How conflicted I felt. Guilty of succumbing to my base need in the early evening, I had then allowed her to seduce me when I'd invited her into my bed. It was a shameful abuse of the trust of Kathy, my daughter.
In my defence, Alison had been upset by the behaviour of her new girlfriend, and my intentions had been honourable. It would have been hard hearted of me not to comfort her. My error of judgement had been when I'd not rolled away from her when she started to caress herself.
I sat thinking for a while and then slid out of bed again to get myself moving.
I made my way to the bathroom for a quick wash. When I looked in the mirror, I looked frightful. My hair, thick with product that had been applied to style it at the hairdressers, was sticking out in all directions. I took a brush to it, to try and get it back into shape, but it made little difference.
After washing and cleaning my teeth I went into Kathy's bedroom and sat down at her dressing table. There was a hot brush, and a mirror in front and behind the dressing table which gave perfect vision. As I tried to straighten the back I saw that it wasn't even level and there was something wrong with the crown too. After a minute or two, I gave up and resolved to wash it later.
Downstairs, I let in and fed Hercules, my errant tabby cat. I unloaded the washing machine, found Alison's top and knickers, and loaded them into drier. I made coffee and started preparing breakfast. I was hungry, and guessed Alison was probably going to be too, so I beat some eggs and prepared some smoked salmon.
9am came and went and there was still no sign of Alison. I checked my phone to see if there was any messages from Kathy and was relieved there wasn't. Hopefully her 10k run would keep her occupied for a good part of the day and give me time to work out what I was going to say when she called and asked how Alison was...
A little while later, as I was getting plates out of the cupboard beneath the sink, I heard the door open. I turned round and she was there. She was wearing my thick white towelling robe and looked still full of sleep, hair unkempt and her eyes only half open.
"Good Morning. How did you sleep?" I asked cheerily.
"Yes...good thanks. You?"
"Yes, pretty well..., would you like tea or coffee?"
"`Tea please."
I fetched the kettle to refill it and got a mug out of the cupboard. She sat down at the table.
"Do you fancy some smoked salmon and scrambled eggs?"
"If it isn't any trouble, lovely thanks."
'I'll make it in a little while then."
When the tea was made, I sat down opposite her. There was no eye contact until after she'd taken a couple of sips.
"I think I might need to say sorry or something?" she said. Her eyes were searching, looking for a clue as to my mood.
"What for?"
"Well...you know.....I sort of seduced you didn't I..."
"And I was a willing party, so don't be hard on yourself...it was lovely. I can't think of anything lovelier that's happened to me for years. No apology needed."
"Thank goodness for that...I mean, not that you haven't had any lovely things happen for years, but you know..."
"Yes, I know," and I reached across the table and took her delicate hand in mine and squeezed it. She smiled.
"What are you going to say to Kath?"
"Nothing. There's nothing to tell her that's any of her business is there?"
"No, absolutely nothing," I said firmly, and she smiled at me, and I smiled back."
Her phone pinged with an incoming message, and she reached to retrieve it from the pocket of the robe. It was the right moment to go and prepare the breakfast...
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After we'd finished eating, my inquisitiveness got the better of me.
"What are you going to do about Lulu?"
She paused and then picked up her phone again. "She's messaged me four times already, She's apologised, is pleading for me to forgive her, and meet her later."
"I see. And will you?"
"No, I've told her to Fuck Off."
"You sure you won't regret that?"
"No, she was a player. All she was interested in was bedding me. There was a woman at the bar in the club who took me to one side whilst Lulu was in the toilet and told me Lulu had a terrible reputation and to be careful.
"Ah."
"So, fuck her! I've blocked her on social, so it shouldn't be long before she leaves me alone."
"I do hope so," I replied. "Have you got any plans for the day?" I said, trying to change the subject.
"I need to go for a run," she replied. "Is there a sports shop in town? I've forgotten my trainers..."
"There's one of those warehouse type places at the end of the High Street, you could go there, but why don't I see if Kathy has an old pair in her closet you could borrow?"
"I doubt that will work, I'm a six and Kathy is ..."
"A four, the same as me..."
"I'll go to town then. Jane, can I just say that I really don't want to be any more trouble to you. If you would prefer it, I'll pack my stuff and find a hotel."
"No, please don't. I don't want you to go to a hotel Alison. I think it might be a good idea if you went and did your own thing today, but I don't want you to leave. I've got some gardening that I must attend to, so why don't we get together for tea say at four o'clock?"
"You're sure?"
"Never more certain."
"You're very kind..."
