It was a long time ago, but i do remember it well.
I found myself at a loose end, in-between jobs.
My friend invited me to go to his families place on the coast for a break. He wouldn't be there but his mother would be delighted to see me again.
The last time I'd seen her was at school when they lived next-door. Since then he had moved house with his mum after his parents divorce.
I was now 21, and very naive to the world.
He would meet me at the station but was working away for a week, for good money.
As he picked me up we chatted on the short drive to the bungalow, he said his mum was dying ro meet me again, such a nice lad, she'd show me around and maybe go to the beach if the weather was nice.
On arrival she greeted me with a huge hug, holding my hand to show me around and my room, which was Ian's.
We all chatted for a while after a bite to eat, then Ian said he needs to get to his digs for the week.
She insisted i call her by her first name, Gloria, which seemed strange at first.
We chatted for some time catching up with old times. At which point i asked to use the shower. Of course she insisted i should.
There wasn't a lock on the door, which was fair enough, as most of her time was spent alone.
I took my dressing gown and a towel with me.
Oh i did need the shower, I soaped all over, taking my time, noticing a shaver, I cleaned up the stubble of pubes, and stepped out, giving it a rinse.
As i went to come out, the door was slightly ajar. I slipped boxers on and dressing gown and Joined Gloria in the kitchen, she was baking cakes, which smelt delicious.
I mentioned the door, and she told me the catch is a bit dodgy, but not to worry, but there was a glint in her eye.
I believed her.
For the first time since arriving i looked her up and down. A little chubbier than i remember, wearing a t shirt and shorts, short blonde hair, I could see the shape of her nipples which i hadn't noticed before, felt a stirring in my loins.
Had she removed her bra, surely not.
Again we chatted. Then she excused herself for a shower, offering me to enjoy a cake or 2.
I sat on the sofa, enjoying the chocolate muffin, as Gloria entered the room, she smelt lovely so i told her, she blushed. Pulling her gown tight as she sat opposite with a cake.
I told her they were delicious.
It wasn't long after that the conversation changed. She became more flirty so i flirted back, all harmless.
She poured us a drink each, a very large vodka, and we continued chatting.
It was getting late now and we were both a little tipsy, so we retired to bed saying goodnight with the promise of a walk around tomorrow and maybe a game of cards.
This took me back to childhood where we all played cards, Gloria normally won.
We went to separate beds.
In the morning i woke to the smell of bacon cooking.
As i stretched out i realised my boxers were off, they were on the floor next to the dressing gown.
