She had been looking forward all week to Friday evening. Like a child waiting for Christmas Day, it never seemed to arrive. They had all originally planned to go on the trip to the Coast to visit Grandma and Granddad. They went at this time every year; it was what they did. It was part of the family tradition.
But Kate couldn't go this time. John and the kids would have to go without her. They couldn't just not go; so Kate had to stay at home all alone. She hadn't been alone for probably 13, 14 years, since her student days; she could hardly remember being on her own for more than an hour or so. She had to put a brave face on things for the children's sake. It wasn't her fault she had got behind with her studies. If Kate failed her tests, she could be thrown out of college. Everyone agreed she had no choice - stay home or give up the idea of teaching. Two whole days would be enough to catch up as long as she stayed at home and put in the hours.
She helped with the packing and made them a food pack for the journey; John kept fussing like a hen that they had forgotten this and had she checked that? He had never been in charge for so long and wanted to be the boss man. It was only three hours' drive away but it seemed as if they were going to South America on an expedition. At last they were all in the car and driving away; kisses, waves and last good-byes.
"I'll call as soon as I get there - be good." said John.
Kate smiled and nodded; inside she laughed - she had no intention of being good!
* * * * *
They had left at about four. Kate gave it an hour before she made her calls.
First to Simon, "I am studying tonight and need some help with the English paper. Would it be ok if I popped around just for an hour at around six."
"No problem, my girl-friend is coming around at seven. We could work until then and then go out for dinner together. Could your husband join us?"
"Sorry, he'll have to look after the kids. Another night you must come over and meet him. He's heard a lot about you!" she lied. "Thanks Simon, but I'll need to be back by eight. Perhaps a drink instead of dinner. You're a pal. I'll see you at six."
Second to the hotel to sort that side of things out. Good, she thought. Now what shall I wear?
* * * * *
Simon was only five minutes' walk away, so she had time to get ready. First a glass of wine and then she undressed. It was a warm summer's evening and she was alone. A few sips and she began to relax. She took off her trainers, socks, top, sweat-pants, bra and undid her hair. Naked apart from her very sensible white underwear, she went into the study and put her papers together. English was her second favourite subject; (her favourite was Englishmen, but more of that later).
It was good to feel the cool breeze on her body as she wandered bare-footed round the house. Usually so noisy without a minute to herself, Kate enjoyed the late afternoon light; she glimpsed a sight of herself in the long mirror. Curiously, she stood in front of it and saw herself full length; not bad at all she thought. Blonde hair, pretty face with that sensual hungry look that had always seemed to get her more than her share of admirers. Slim, shapely body (all that exercise wasn't so bad a thing after all). And nice breasts; not a 16 year-old's, all perky and in your face, but a real woman's breasts, still firm and alluring, large but not too large. And the nipples standing to attention. Now she was getting in the mood. Pity about all that studying ahead.
The only thing out of joint was the underwear. She looked like a school-teacher! Slipping those down over her hips and thighs, Kate felt the freedom of being naked. She was pleased she had shaven, apart from a small triangle to show she was a real blonde. Without the bush of hair John liked, she felt so free and cool down there. And she liked the look of it! It felt so much more sensitive; without the hair, she could see herself so much better. A little touch proved it. Her clitoris tingled with anticipation.
This is no good, Kate thought. I must get moving. She took a shower, washing all over and particularly between her legs. She wanted to be fresh; she used her favourite body spray and some perfume on her neck, breasts and inner thighs. She put on her skimpy silk white bra and panties and put a spare pair in her bag, along with her condoms. She wandered how many she would need and settled for six; who knows what the night might bring! Then a simple white cotton dress, knee length and close fitting enough to show off the shape of her body; buttons down the front. It was warm enough not to bother with tights or stockings. She brushed her hair, put on a simple pair of slip-ons and was ready. Answerphone on, keys, papers, bag - one last look and out the door.
What Kate didn't know was that she would return a very different woman.
* * * * *
She enjoyed the walk to Simon's. The early evening sunshine reflected on her mane of fair hair. Walking through the park, some lads admired the sway of her hips. One wolf-whistled; Kate would never normally think a whistle was directed at her but now she knew it was. She smiled directly at the boy, about 17 and really quite cute. He reddened, embarrassed now. Perhaps she would come this way again, when the fancy took her. Pity she knew the boy's parents so well. His father had once made a drunken pass at her at a party.
She arrived on the dot of six. Simon was his usual flustered self; he was about twenty, good-looking in a boyish way. They were in the same class at college and worked in the same study group. He had once rubbed his leg against her, but she had pretended not to notice and nothing more had happened. Since then, she had felt the chemistry between them. She often thought about him awake at night, and sometimes when John was giving her his occasional attention in the bedroom.
"Thanks for agreeing to help, Simon. I just wanted to go through these tests with you."
They sat on the large settee in Simon's apartment; she often wondered how he afforded such a large place and such a swanky sports car. Daddy must be loaded.
He was wearing jeans, tight enough to judge that he was quite loaded too. A black shirt with the top buttons undone. She could see the hairs on his chest under the shirt.
It only took about ten minutes. She had all the answers.
"It's me that needs the help. Not you." Said Simon. "You'll pass with honours at this rate."
"Well, I have been putting a lot of extra work recently, to be sure I am ready in plenty of time. I want to be able to relax a bit before the exams."
He got them each a cool beer and they began to chat. Yes his father was a wealthy attorney in New York. He was supposed to follow in his footsteps, but wanted to do something different. Both his brother and sister were now in the family firm. Teaching would never make him rich but money wasn't everything.
"What about love" asked Kate. "Are you in love with Susan?"
"Too early to say. We've only been going out together a month or so."
