So here we are, Monday lunch of the long weekend. Danny and Jr. are anticipating a picnic lunch with Kathy at Jake's parent's house. Jake has gone to retrieve his mobile phone from Beth's house while Annie has left to have lunch with Nancy, her sister and their father.
The way things have gone so far, it would seem that each will get its own chapter and then be reconciled in the chapter after that. The ratings are in and the following order has been established.
After Claire had hurriedly departed that morning, Jake realized he did not have Beth's phone number or he would have asked her for it. "Dumbass" he thought to himself. It left him with the hope that she would be there, but in truth he had no idea. Feeling stupid he thought, "Well I will at least get some lunch while I am out."
As he drove to Beth's he continued to ponder about the three different colored used thongs hanging from the rear view mirror. He thought they might be some of his young girl friends, but had he known they were Mrs. Sullivan's he would have been shocked that in such a short period of time, Danny had gotten three pair from her while he had none. He drove quickly fearing that maybe after lunch Beth might go out shopping and although he made one wrong turn, he got there without any problem.
Parking the truck behind her car, he strode up the drive to the front door and rang the bell.
He saw someone peeking out of the security hole and smoothed down his hair which was unkempt from the morning's hard work in addition to getting blown around on the drive over because the windows were open.
Prior to his arrival, Beth had risen mid-morning, well after everyone had gone. She realized that she had overslept but she needed it. She thought, her old body was not nearly as young at it once was and it took a long time to bounce back. She was distressed about not fulfilling her obligation to Jake, but felt better about it when she read Jake's kind note. She was so energized after her tryst with Jake the night before that she positively floated through the house. Returning to her room, she smelled the odor of sex and remembered what she had done, what THEY had done. She folded down the sheet and cover to let the bed air, thinking that rather than changing the sheets she would sleep in them a few more days so as to prolong her memories.
She showered and put on her make-up and since it was a stay at home day, decided to dress up and maintain the illusion of youth. She went to her closet and searched for the perfect outfit.
"It's here somewhere." Beth muttered to herself as she searched and searched. "There it is." she called out to herself. The short pleated plaid school skirt hanging under a starched white translucent blouse. "Perfect."
She had on a lacy bra and some white cotton panties and soon found some white knee high socks. They were pressure socks to help the veins in her legs but they looked like the real thing. She put on some black buckle up shoes and when she looked in the mirror she convinced herself she didn't look a day over eighteen. Whether the mirror was foggy from the shower steam, her eyesight was failing or both, the image in her mind was real.
She bounced and skipped around the house. "No coffee for you this morning." she dictated to herself, feeling that her heart rate was already way up. Instead she chose a decaf herbal to have with her cottage cheese and fruit. She was starved and in the midst of wolfing down the late breakfast when she was surprised by the chime of the door bell rang.
She jumped up and after checking to see who it was, opened the door to find Claire standing there.
"Oh my!" Claire exclaimed seeing Annie in such an outfit. "What's all this about?" she asked.
"Oh, just feeling like a young school girl today." Beth said, without really elaborating.
"I just made tea, would you like some?"
"I would thank you. I was here earlier, as you know and just came back to check on you." Claire advised as to the reason for her visit. "It's also been a strange morning, and I need someone to talk to about it. And that person can not be my husband."
"Claire, you're wonderful neighbor and a good friend. You have been very considerate of me and if I can help you, it'll be my pleasure. Tell me what's on your mind." Beth said sympathetically as they walked to the separate formal dining room.
"Beth I hoped you would say that. But first, tell me about this outfit and yourself. You seem revitalized, transformed." Claire asked as she poured herself a cup of tea and searched for the milk jug.
Beth, before she burst from excitement, was dying to tell someone, anyone. Her frail hands were trembling at the illicit nature of the events and the lasciviousness acts that had transpired. Before she started speaking she took a deep breath and put her tea cup down.
"I want to tell you, but I need you to be discrete. You likely guessed a little bit of what happened. Let's just say I had a night of the best sex of my entire life last night. It was something I thought would never happen but it did and it was better than anything I could have ever imagined. I feel like the young girl I used to be and that why I dressed up like this. I know it likely looks inappropriate or foolish on someone my age, but its how I feel." Beth said all at once, taking only two small breaths.
"I guessed it was something like that, since I met a most handsome young naked man in your house this morning when I came over." Claire confided with a conspiratorial smile.
"Yes, that was Jake. He came with his dad for dinner last night and Jake stayed to keep me company. I promised to drive him home this morning, but I was too exhausted to wake up. I wanted to thank you for taking him. I feel really bad about that." Beth apologized.
"It turned out to be my pleasure in more ways than one, and I should be thanking you. That is part of the reason I am here." Claire responded. "When I first came in, he was making coffee and he was completely naked. I have never seen naked men before and he made no apologies or attempt to cover up. He said you said it was fine to be naked in your house and he was going to stay that way.
