This chapter is obviously a follow on from "The Shower." It can be read as a stand-alone story but to give the characters some context, I strongly recommend you to read the original.
Either way, I hope you enjoy it.
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Unsurprisingly, every time I now saw Alex I looked at her in a new light. Having enjoyed the extras after she used my shower, I guess it was only natural.
I was sure she looked at me differently too.
There was that knowing look.
A bit more flirtatious, a knowing smile.
A more intimate style of talking.
Would her partner or mine know? Would they think something was up? And on that subject, when I saw her come home in her skin tight gym clothes, I found it more and more difficult to not get up and get a hard on. After all I had seen that glorious body of hers at close hand. Literally at close hand as I had massaged every inch and bought her to a powerful orgasm before the favour was reciprocated.
"How are you doing Will?" she said to me one hot sunny Saturday morning as we were both in our gardens opposite each other doing some chores.
"Good, and you?" I answered looking over at her in her shorts and tight fitting top, with just an inch or so of flat stomach on show as she stretched to tie a plant to its frame.
"Yes thanks, fine. The shower is fine now too," she added with a smile and a wink.
"Oh dear, that's a shame!" I responded as I crossed the road and stood in her garden. "I enjoyed it when your shower was broken."
"Now, now, Will, we said that was a one off," she said looking around making sure no other neighbours were within earshot.
"What a broken shower a one off? They often break," I replied and looked at her in mock surprise.
"You know damn well what I mean," she laughed. "It was what happened after the shower!"
"I don't know what you mean?"
"Of course not Will."
"Anyway, if you ever feel stiff after all your exercise and Hugh can't help, you know where I am."
"Yes, great idea Will, I am sure Sue would be delighted."
"Well she is at her Mums at the moment, so," I said leaving the conversation hanging.
"Behave Will. In your dreams."
"True, it is!"
"Oh do behave. We had some fun, but not to be repeated, we agreed."
"I know, but a man can always hope."
"Yes, that's all it will be," she said now looking seriously at me. "It would be too much of a risk, however tempting."
"So you might be tempted?" I asked.
"Look Will, it was great, we enjoyed it, but we are both living with other people, I for one don't go and make a habit of having affairs so let's leave it as a nice memory. Ok?"
"OK, but you didn't answer my question, would you be tempted again?"
"Will, go, before I get cross. Go back to your garden!"
"Ok," I said as I went to cross the road.
"But yes, I was tempted to see if we could have some more fun, but we must never let it happen again; it's far too risky. Now go!!!" she said quietly, smiling at me.
"That's all I needed to know Alex."
With that I went on with my chores. Chores done I showered and sat in the back garden and enjoyed the sun, reading and having a glass of chilled white wine.
My solitude was interrupted by the doorbell.
I went through the house and saw Alex standing on the doorstep with a bottle of wine.
"Hi," I said.
"Hello, fancy a glass on this hot day?" Alex said holding the bottle up.
"Yeah, I am already having one funnily enough. Come through."
We went through the house and sat on the patio and were soon chatting away, drinking the wine. There was almost a mutually acknowledged embargo on not talking about what had happened in the past and the conversation this morning.
