"No there aren't let's not kid ourselves, I'm way past my 'best before' date,"
"Really, I wouldn't say so, you're still well inside your adorable date, if you like that sort of thing."
"That sort of thing being...?"
"You know, love and intimacy, that sort of thing."
"Oh that! Well I think those days are long over, after Susan left, I kind of lost all that sort of feeling."
"Really, you never think, 'I could do with some of that'?"
"Honestly, no never, well not until now that is."
"Flatterer."
"No it's true, seeing you take your coat off, well lets just say my day got a lift,"
"Just your day?"
"Funny!"
"I like to think so."
"You sure you don't want to sit down in the lounge?"
"No I need to go soon, I want to find Robbie, like I said."
"Well if you get lucky, tell him I agree with you." He frowned and took a big hit of tea.
"You could come with me." She said, he thought for a minute,
"Okay, give me five minutes to clear up and I'll be back."
Ron went upstairs and closed and locked all the windows. Out of habit he checked them again and then went back downstairs. He locked the back door, then took Violet's empty cup and his, placing them in the dishwasher. Satisfied, he grabbed his jacket and seconds later he was double locking his front door. They crossed the pavement and slipped into Violet's car.
They spent the afternoon looking in all Robbie's usual haunts, then they doubled back to see if he had gone to Ron's but he hadn't. They went to his house and found Robbie and Gail sitting in the lounge talking animatedly, but with grins on their faces. Robbie looked suitably abashed as he told his story.
He had been looking for a new job anyway and was shortlisted for one. That day he had also had a run in with his boss, who had put him down in front of the whole office. This was his boss's usual tactic, humiliate a person in public, thus diminishing their status with the rest of the team.
This time with the job offer bubbling under, Robbie had snapped and had told the guy what he thought of him. His boss had sacked him on the spot. Which as it turned out was a godsend as he was asked if he could start the new position immediately, fortunately now he could.
He insisted though on explaining the situation to his new boss, which was where he had been all afternoon. Coincidentally the new guy had been at school with his old boss and agreed wholeheartedly with Robbies assessment of him. They had laughed at the wierdness and toasted the new job in coffee. They new guy was eager for Robbie to start and seemed a real go-getter whose enthusiasm was contagious Robbie said.
Ron said they should celebrate, go out and paint the town red. Violet was a little hesitant, but with Gail, Robbie and Ron all begging her to go, she agreed. They went back to their respective houses and met at Ron's house at eight. He had made reservations at a local Italian and they ordered a cab so they could all enjoy a drink.
Ron had suggested they all stay over, so after dumping their overnight bags, they assembled in the lounge, where Ron had opened a bottle of reasonably priced Champagne. Chilled correctly and in long flutes the perfect bubbles winking at the top, they toasted Robbie's new job.
"Robbie, I owe you an apology," Violet said, and wouldn't be stopped by anyone. "I said some pretty horrible things about you, things that aren't true, and I apologise absolutely and unreservedly. In fact I would say that you are the perfect husband for Gail, and a terrific son in law, good luck with the new job." She raised her glass, as Robbie leaned in and kissed her cheek.
Ron was admiring Violet's dress, which had a little cleavage and a lot of leg showing. Turning she caught his gaze and blushed, he raised his glass and winked. She smiled and lifted her glass slightly. They drifted towards one another.
"So what next Ron?"
"Well how about a meal, some drinks, sparkling conversation, a nightcap and bed?"
"Sounds dreamy, except the bed, it's a little lonesome on your own." She winked.
"Mmmm, maybe I can help you out there," he grinned.
"Help away, Ron, you won't need to persuade me too much."
"I'll take that as a definite yes, shall I?"
"Well, you never know what can happen, do you?"
"True, now I think that's the taxi, so let's go eat."
Holding his arm out, he felt her slide hers through his. He felt her move closer to him. Impulsively he turned slightly and kissed her cheek.
"Naughty," she smirked.
"But oh so nice," he replied.
"We ready?" asked Robbie, bounding to the door, Gail looked at Ron and Violet and smiled, they grinned like two schoolkids.
The ride to the restaurant was short and uneventful. They decanted on arrival and entered, were led to a table and arranged themselves around it. Violet, sitting next to Ron, slid her hand onto his leg, between his knee and thigh, he flushed slightly, but accepted the feel of the warm palm on his leg.
"Thanks for making me come with you," she whispered in his ear.
"The pleasures's all mine," he replied.
"What are you two up to?" Gail asked knowingly.
"I was just thanking Ron for inviting me," said a flustered Violet.
Lifting her hand from his leg she saw him pout at her. She grinned and took his hand. He grinned and she impulsively squeezed his hand tightly. They ordered drinks and studied the menu.
"I'm thinking steak..." said Gail, "Although the Chicken looks good, and the salmon."
"There's a Specials board over there," Violet gestured behind Gail.
"Here," said Ron rising. He walked over to the board, slipped his phone out and shot a picture of the board. He walked back and handed it to Gail. She looked and frowned, then returned to the menu, passing the camera to Robbie, he shrugged and passed it to Violet. She studied it and then passed it to Ron.
"I've decided on the mussels from the Specials." she said
"Hmm sounds good, but..."
"Dad's going to have the sausages and mash," Gail and Robbie said in unison. Ron grinned and shrugged his shoulders.
"I always choose that when we go out, they laugh at me everytime. What I was going to have was the Cannelloni and Salmon with the sea food Aioli and Spinach."
The waiter appeared and they ordered without hesitation. Together with another round of drinks. he placed a plain wooden board on the table, with slices of Italian ham and sausage, cheese and a bowl of olives and some flatbreads. They snacked on this whilst waiting and then dived into their main courses as they arrived.
A bottle of Chianti was swiftly dispatched, and another appeared. They paused after the main course before deciding on desserts, after dessert a bottle of very expensive Champagne appeared and they toasted Robbie again. After requesting a taxi and paying they stood in the street, enjoying the balmy British summer evening.
Back at Ron's house they made coffee and small talk until the early hours of Sunday morning. Then Ron offered Gail and Robbie his double bed, which they declined, preferring Robbie's old room and a large single bed. He showed Violet her room and offered to tuck her in when she was ready. She kissed him lightly and said she was a big girl now and didn't need to be tucked in. He smiled and returned her kiss, leaving her grinning,
"You know where I am if you get lonely," he said as he left.
He was chortling as he heard Gail and Robbie, giggling and laughing in Robbie's room. The door creaked and widened and Violet came in wearing a short white nightdress, she watched as Ron undressed and walk naked to his bed. She followed and climbed in opposite him. He turned towards her and was engulfed in her arms. He found her lips as they parted and soon they were tongue dancing and holding each other very close. Tentatively he reached for her breast, she made noises in her throat which suggested that his touch was very enjoyable and welcomed.
He felt her nipple hardening in his palm. It was a little lower on her breast than he expected, but it had been some years since a woman was in his arms though the sensation was very positive and evident lower down his body. Sliding an arm round he back he felt the warmth of her bare cheek in his palm. Violet pushed her bottom towards his hand, stretching out against him. Breaking the kiss, she murmured in his ear.
"That feels so good, it is so wonderful to feel a real man holding and feeling me. Take me Ron, take and do what you want to do. Love me, make me feel desirable again."
Ron felt his hand slide round her cheek until his fingers felt the pucker of her little star, she moaned into his chest. He relaxed a little and let her fall back slightly, before reaching for the hem of her nightdress. She shifted and raised her hips, he saw the roundness of her belly, the rolling hills of her breasts and the thick hairy plumpness of her mound as he pulled the nightdress up and over her head. Gasping in delight, he twisted and placed his lips gently on her swollen labia as she opened her legs, she gasped and her pelvis twitched in anticipation.
Her pussy smelt and tasted of honey and musk, with an underlying sweetness, not cloying at all. These tastes and smells invaded his mouth and senses. He plunged in and speared her lips apart with his tongue, finding her inner sex and pushing his tongue deep into her opening. His nose rubbed her clit and hood, she bucked under him. He gently prised her opening outer lips back and felt for her anus again. With a dripping wet finger from the juices spilling down from her sex, he pushed gently until it slipped in up to the knuckle. Her pelvis thrust up and he pushed his sodden face against her.
Feeling his tongue push into her deeply. She pistoned against his face, her breasts moving independently like the motion of waves on a gentle sea. Down below Ron couldn't believe how delicious she tasted and waggled and thrust his tongue and nose against her. Finally after three or four heavy convulsions she lay back and Ron clambered between her legs, moving slowly into her.
Positioning himself on knees and elbows he gently rocked his pelvis as his hands and lips stroked and sucked on her breasts and nipples.
Violet began to rock with him and soon they had a languid rhythm going. Eventually she upped the tempo until Ron heaved against her and his cock blasted his semen deep into her womb. Her arms came round him and kisses were traded back and forth. Soon however they lay sleeping, quietly at rest in each others arms. They barely moved until Ron had awoken and slipped out of bed, whereupon Violet had stretched out in the warm and empty space he vacated.
