He glanced long the landing and saw the curtain quickly fall back into place in Vera's window. He smiled and gave a little wave just as Masie's door opened.
'Neighbourhood watch?' she asked.
Len nodded and stepped inside. 'Well....it'll give her something to gossip about later.'
'Do you mind? Does it bother you?' she asked a little anxiously.
He laughed softly, 'Not in the slightest,' he paused, 'at least not for me but I do worry about you.'
'Huh!' she snorted, 'I long ago gave up worrying what other people think. If they have a problem with us it is theirs not mine.'
She mused for a bit. 'I wonder how long it is since she had an orgasm!'
'Ooh don't' said Len shuddering dramatically, 'it doesn't bear thinking about!'
It was the first time he had been in any other apartment than his own and he was surprised at how different it was. Even though they were mirrored images of each other, the different décor and furniture made a world of difference and were distinctly more feminine.
'This is lovely,' he said as he looked around.
'Why, thank you kind sir.' she smiled with a little curtsey
She led him into her lounge and sat him down to a small table on which was a bowl of crisps and two empty glasses. The smell of cooking from the little kitchen was wonderful and made him realize just how hungry he was. She got some wine and beer from her fridge and when poured they toasted each other.
'That smells lovely.' he said.
'Yes, Freddy always said I was good at cooking as well! I can't imagine what he meant!'
They laughed together, totally relaxed in each other's company, until the growling in Len's stomach became quite obvious. She stood up to go to the kitchen but he caught her hand and looked her up and down.
'I have wonderful memories of that dress.' He said softly. She was wearing the same button up dress from the other evening.
'It's my easy access dress,' she said, 'feel.' She stood right in front of him with her legs slightly apart.
'Go on.'
He put his hand gently on her knee and looking up at her ran his hand slowly up inside the dress. As he got towards the top of her thigh he hesitated but she nodded encouragement so he carried on. She was not wearing any panties and he groaned softly as his fingers came into contact with her hair. Again he hesitated.
'Go on, touch me.'
He barely heard her softly spoken request but moved his hand to between her thighs until he was resting against her slit. She was a little damp but not as wet as he had often felt and seen her, and he saw her eyes close as he ran his fingertips along the crevice a few times.
'Oh Len don't tease me,' she implored with a whisper, 'go inside........please'
He pushed his middle finger between her lips and as he entered her he felt the abundance of moisture that had accumulated inside. She was as hot and wet as he had come to expect and he fingered her deeply for a few seconds before she pulled away. He looked up in surprise but before he could say anything she had bent down and kissed him fully on the lips.
'Later,' she said softly, 'we'll have a wonderful dessert.'
'Now who's teasing?' he said as he brought his fingers to his mouth deliberately looking her in the eye as he sucked them clean.
'A little hors d'ouvres for you.' she smiled.
'Roll on dessert!' he smiled back.
It was a lovely meal and confirmed that her husband's statement about her cooking was justified. They had chatted amiably while they ate but there was no denying the underlying excitement and anticipation they both felt, heightened by the frequent touching of hands across the table.
When all was consumed he sat back in his chair and with a smile asked 'That was a lovely meal Masie but what's next?'
'Washing up!' she replied quickly watching the smile disappear from his face. She laughed. 'I'm only joking. Let's just stack these in the washer and sit comfortably for a while.'
They cleared away and sat together on the settee. His trousers felt a little tighter round the waist than they had earlier so he asked if she minded if he loosened his belt. Her reply came as a surprise.
'Do whatever you want to be comfortable Len, loosen whatever........or take it off if you want!'
He looked at her in surprise.
Well' she said, 'clothes sometimes just get in the way don't they. Freddy always used to say.........' she stopped suddenly. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't keep on about.....'
He interrupted her. 'Don't Masie', he said softly, 'we know this will happen for both of us from time to time. We can't just blot things from our memory and we can't worry about walking on eggshells.'
She smiled at him. 'Thank you.' she said simply.
'Now what was that you were saying about clothes getting in the way?'
She smiled at him again. 'Well Freddy and me used to be naked in the house together whenever we could, it meant we could see and touch each other as we pleased and it very often led to us making love or touching each other wherever we were.'
