It was over a week since Danny had had his first liaison with Kath following his meeting at the bus stop. He had seen her once coming out of the local newsagent but she had just smiled and wished him 'Good Morning' and gone on her way. He had thought about phoning her but couldn't find her name in the phone book, so presumed she must be ex-directory. On the following Saturday afternoon, he decided to have a walk round past her house to see if she was about.
As he turned into the street where she lived, he saw her coming out of a house a few doors away from her own and walk away up the street towards her house. She let herself in the front door and went inside. When he got there he rang the doorbell and waited patiently on the doorstep. She opened the door and seemed surprised to see him.
"Oh, hello," she said. "I wasn't expecting you today."
"I was just passing," said Danny innocently. "I saw you go in and just thought I'd give you a call".
"Oh, I've just been to see my friend next door but one," said Kath. "We've just been to a wedding at the church and she's giving me a lift to the evening reception."
"I thought you looked a bit overdressed for visiting a neighbour," said Danny, eyeing up Kath's smart dress and jacket. "Is it a relative?"
"No," said Kath. "It's one of the neighbours from across the road. I've known her since she was born. Well I suppose you'd better come in," she said standing to one side.
Danny walked into the hallway. He couldn't help but admire Kath's smart outfit, a smart coral princess line dress with a pleated skirt front just resting over the knee, and a matching red jacket and longed for the moment he could relieve her of it. He followed her into the kitchen.
"Would you like a drink?" she asked. "Tea or coffee?"
"I know what I would like." said Danny standing behind her and putting his arms round her waist so that his hands met in front of her groin. He started rubbing her down below through her clothes with his clenched hands, and kissed her gently on the side of her face.
"You can stop that right now," said Kath pushing his hands away. "Sue and the kids are coming tomorrow for half term and I need to do some baking."
"You can't bake in that dress," said Danny, putting his hands back and kissing her once more. "You'll get it all messy. Here, allow me."
He started unfastening the belt on the dress from behind, but Kath pushed his hands away again.
"You won't take no for an answer, will you?" she said sternly. "If you think you can come round here and have your way with me whenever it pleases you, then you can think again."
Danny looked so crestfallen that Kath actually felt sorry for him. Her tone softened.
"Look, I'm sorry if you think I'm being a bit harsh," she said, turning round to face him. "I enjoyed our liaison the other day but it was just a one off. Surely you didn't think it would go any further?"
"I guess not. I don't know." Danny said. "All right, I'll go. I'll see myself out."
He kissed her on the cheek and walked away towards the front door. Kath watched him go, tears welling up. She too had enjoyed being attended to again. Danny had made her feel young. They hadn't had full sex but she had been left wanting more. She wanted to feel like she had all those years ago when Roy first made love to her, a virgin on her wedding night. She had been a widow for nearly five years since Roy's untimely death. There had been nobody else, and if Danny hadn't come along, there probably still wouldn't be. Danny opened the door and was about to go out when she found her voice again.
"Danny, wait a moment. Come here please and close the door."
Danny did as she asked and went back to her in the kitchen. "What's the matter?" he asked.
"Kiss me. Properly. Not just a peck on the cheek, the full works. Make love to me, let me feel complete again. Do it here, now." She implored him.
"What about the baking?" asked Danny putting his arms round her waist once more.
"I'll get up a bit earlier tomorrow. My grandchildren always like freshly baked scones and cakes made on the day. They won't be here until teatime anyway."
Danny swept her up in his arms and kissed her full on the lips. Kath reciprocated, her hands resting on his shoulder blades, pulling her towards him. Soon they were exploring each other's throats with their tongues probing and thrusting deeper.
"Let's go upstairs." Said Danny, but Kath had other ideas.
"No, I meant what I said we'll do it here," she said, still with her arms around his shoulders. "I won't have time to change the bed sheets and get them washed and dried AND bake as well before Suzanne gets here if we do that. Roy and I rarely did it in the bedroom, at least not in the daytime when the kids were at school!"
There was a glint in her eye as she said this, and Danny had the impression that she had been quite a prolific love maker in her younger days.
"So just where did you do it then?" He said intrigued.
"The kitchen, the lounge, the stairs, the hallway, the garage, the garden shed, I had a splinter in my arse that time; behind the bus shelter in Church Street. Our Suzanne was conceived in a Swiss Alpine meadow surrounded by cows; Daniel in a train compartment on the way home from Blackpool Lights, Sue was asleep in her pushchair at the time. Train toilets, park shelters, seaside promenade shelters, the cricket pavilion, in the front of Roy's van, in the back of Roy's van, over the bonnet of Roy's van! There are too many places to list!"
"Fuck me, that's some list," said Danny. "I've got some way to go to catch him then!"