So Danni had gone home and life returned to normal. I wasn't sure if what happened during her visit had been a good or bad thing on reflection. Yes of course I had enjoyed it, more than words can say, but I couldn't help wonder if It would have been better if it hadn't happened at all.
After more than two years without sex I had become used to it and although I couldn't say I didn't miss it I had accepted the situation. To be suddenly reminded of it and then knowing it wasn't likely to happen again seemed almost cruel.
I consoled myself with the hope that one day Jane's sex drive would return and we could once again enjoy an intimate relationship. At least I had the memory of Danni to keep me going, and what memories they were!
Time seemed to fly past these days and the weekend was here before I knew it. This was Jane's weekend away. She had been looking forward to it for weeks and I knew she would enjoy a catch up with her old friend that she had known since school.
I dropped Jane off at the train station early Friday evening. She was away until Sunday evening so I had the weekend to myself. I had no plans as such, perhaps wash the car and there was always plenty to do in the garden but otherwise I was happy just to chill.
Saturday afternoon I was sat in front of the TV watching football when I heard a knock at the front door. I couldn't think who it could be, I certainly wasn't expecting anyone and besides, it was raining cats and dogs. Who would venture out in this weather!
Of course there was one sure way of finding out who was disturbing my solitude. Opening the door I was more than surprised to see young Danni standing in the lashing rain absolutely soaked to the skin.
"Danni!" is all I could say in my surprise.
"Can I come in?" she asked, with a little smile.
"Yeah of course come in girl, you're drenched!" I said, stating the obvious.
"When I set out it was a sunny day and the forecast hadn't mentioned rain," Danni said, wiping water from her eyes.
"Yeah they got it very wrong today that's for sure. God girl you're dripping, stay right there, I'll fetch a towel," I said and ran upstairs to the airing cupboard.
Moments later I returned with a couple of towels and wrapped a large white bath towel around Danni's shivering body. Although it wasn't a particularly cold day the rain had obviously chilled her.
"Thank you, sorry, I'm making a puddle on the floor," she said.
Looking down my eyes focussed more on her feet than the puddle they stood in. She had slipped her shoes off and I couldn't help notice her red painted toe nails.
"Don't worry about that, here, dry your hair," I said, holding out another towel.
"Bet my hair looks a mess!" she said, taking the towel from me.
"Not used to seeing it curly," I said. She always wore it straight.
"Oh God it is isn't it!" Danni said, dipping her head to see the long blond curly strands cascading down in front of her.
"Go through and take a seat in the lounge and I'll make you a cuppa to warm you up," I said.
"Thank you, sorry to be a nuisance," she said.
As I headed for the kitchen I heard Danni's little feet squelch on the hard hall floor as she made her way to the lounge.
A few minutes later I joined Danni in the lounge and handed her a hot cup of tea. She had sat herself down in the armchair opposite the sofa where I sat down in my usual place.
"I didn't expect to see you today!" I said as she took the cup from my hand.
"Well Sam's not home till late, something to do with work, so I thought I'd come round and thank Mum properly for last week," she explained.
"But your Mum's away this weekend, surely she told you!" I said.
"Oh Yeah, I totally forgot," Danni said unconvincingly. The fact that she hadn't asked where her Mother was told me she was lying.
"So how are things now with you and Sam?" I asked, "did you have that talk?"
"Still much the same I'm afraid. We have had a talk but he wont really open up. It's still a work in progress. I haven't given up yet," she explained.
"Ah that's a shame. Give it time Danni, I'm sure you'll work it out in the end," I said.
"I do hope so. But in the mean time I'm left high and dry!" she said.
It was hardly surprising that Danni had been shivering. Wearing a thin short summer floral dress, it wasn't likely to keep her warm when it was soaked through. The only other thing she had with her, apart from shoes, was a small shoulder bag which now sat on the floor beside her.
Danni wrapped her hair in the towel and bundled it up on top of her head. It looked like an oversized turban. It was pretty obvious what her visit was about so I didn't beat about the bush.
"You didn't really forget your Mum was away this weekend did you?" I asked.
"No," she said, looking at me sheepishly.
"You're a little liar aren't you?" I said, teasing her.
"Yes," she replied.
"Naughty girl!" I exclaimed.
"Are you going to punish me for lying?" she asked, now with a sparkle in her eye.
"Do you think I should?" I asked.
"Yes, naughty girls should be punished," she replied.
"And how should naughty girls be punished?" I asked, intrigued to hear her answer.
"Naughty girls should be spanked!" Danni answered, now taking on the voice and demeanour that fitted perfectly.
I had to think for a few seconds of how to proceed now control had been passed over to me. Danni stared at me awaiting instruction.
"Very well, stand up and take that wet dress off," I said.
Danni was keen to obey. Putting her tea down she stood up and quickly discarded the towel from around her shoulders, and a moment later her dress fell to the floor. Now wearing only matching black cotton bra and panties, she stood, arms down by her sides, waiting on my next instruction.
"Now come here and bend over," I demanded, sliding forward in my seat and patting my thighs.
"Yes Daddy," she said.
Bending over I felt her small boobs squash against my left leg. Her long blond hair tumbled free from the towel and hung down almost touching the floor. Placing my left hand on her back above her bra strap her skin felt cold and damp.
I rested my right hand on her bum cheeks which also felt cold and damp. Her black panties were saturated from the rain and I could see the slight bulge of her pussy lips pressed against the wet material.
"Now this is what you get for lying," I said, slapping her left buttock.
Danni let out a little squeal. I knew I wasn't hurting her, I wasn't using that much force. Again her skin felt cold and damp.
"This is for your own good you understand, you must learn," I said, slapping her right buttock.
