I walked down the path, determined not to look back, but when I heard the door close I couldn't help myself. Glancing over my shoulder I saw Debbie standing in the front room, watching me go, and smiled at her. I didn't quite understand where things would go from here, and I knew a lot of people wouldn't like it, but there was no way we could just act as if nothing had ever happened.
I turned and closed the gate, taking one last look, and as I turned to walk down the street I almost knocked Sadie down.
"You should watch where you're going Simon." She said.
"Sorry Sadie I guess you are right." I replied.
"What are you doing here anyway?" She asked.
"Nothing much just had to help your mum with her new bed."
Sadie looked at me with a wry smile.
"Oh yes that sounds like a likely story." She said.
"What's that supposed to mean cheeky."
"Nothing don't you worry about it." She said as she opened the gate and went towards the house.
Sadie was the total opposite to her mum. She wasn't afraid to tell you exactly what she thought, and didn't care whether it upset you, and she had a reputation around the estate for sleeping around. I didn't know whether that was true but she seemed to definitely like sex, or at least talking about it, as she never managed to have a conversation without the subject ending up being about blow jobs or fucking. Maybe she talked so much about it because she wasn't getting any, at least that's what I had begun to think.
At twenty two years of age I had often thought that Sadie should have found her own place by now, she could afford it, but I knew living at home was a lot cheaper so it wasn't a surprise she was still with her mum. Occasionally the two of them would go out together, Debbie acting like an older sister, and I had seen them on more than once at a club or pub at night. When she made the effort at night Sadie did look stunning. She would often wear tight tops that drew attention to her tits, that looked slightly smaller than Debbie's, and either mini-skirts or figure hugging jeans. She was never short of male attention either but, whether she was a tease or a slut, she always went home with her mum at the end of the night.
As I walked away from Debbie's, towards home, I really hoped that Sadie would be out when I went back round. There was so much that Debbie and I had to speak about and Sadie being there would make that impossible. Changing my mind about going home I headed towards town, there was still a couple of hours until I should be at Debbie's, and to see if there was anyone I knew about.
Knowing it was still early I didn't expect to run into anyone and was surprised, or more like shocked, to see my mum looking in shop windows.
"Alright mum what are doing down here?" I asked her.
"Just looking I am fucking sick of sitting at home alone." She replied.
"I only asked there's no need to be like that." I snapped at her.
"Well all you want to do is spend the day around at my sister's"
"Are you surprised I don't want to be at home with you and that attitude?" I shouted.
"It's not my fault I just wish your dad was here." She screamed.
The mention of my dad almost caused me to explode, and if had been anyone else I would have hit them, but I froze. It was the first time, except for the month straight after his death that she had admitted that she missed him. Whether she was just feeling sorry for herself, again, or whether she genuinely meant it I hadn't got a clue but to hear her mention him had left me unable to stay with her anymore.
"Look mum go home get cleaned up and then think about what you just said." I told her.
"And what the fuck are you going to do?" She asked with a hint of venom in her voice.
"I shall be home some time later now just go." I told her before walking away.
As if I hadn't got enough to think about I now had to worry about what was going through my mum's mind as well. Maybe later, when I was at Debbie's, I would say something to her about mum. Debbie knew that she had struggled to come to terms with my dad's death more than she had her own husband's, but that was due to Debbie's refusal to wallow in self pity and do the best for her kids. Maybe I would go round a bit earlier and watch for Sadie to go out.
Looking at the time I saw that it was coming up to half past six, ninety minutes before Debbie was expecting me, so I headed to the local burger bar to grab something to eat. I was going to just get something and take it out to eat but, as the place was fairly empty, I decided to eat in. After ordering I took a seat near the window and stared into the street.
I couldn't believe that after all the years of lusting after Debbie I had actually made love to her, and in her brand new bed. My mind raced as I wondered what we were going to talk about when I got there. There was so much that needed saying but actually saying it was going to be difficult. Deep down I knew that there was no way Debbie would let things get out of hand, like they did earlier, again. Visions of her gorgeous naked body, her tits inches away from my mouth, gyrating on top of me filled my head. I didn't know how I would be able to go round and sit there as if nothing had happened, and I definitely wouldn't be able to take it if she told me it would be best if I stopped going around so much. Still I thought I had better be prepared for the worse.
I finished my food and went back out into the street and started to head towards Debbie's. I had been sat in the burger bar for almost an hour and the walk to Debbie's would take fifteen minutes at most meaning I would be twenty minutes early, at least that should be early enough to see Sadie go out. As I walked I tried to think of what to say to her but no words I could think of would be able to express my feelings. I didn't love her, that would have been too much to handle, but I didn't want her to think that I had used her for a quickie.
As I turned into Debbie's road I stopped and saw four people standing outside what looked like her house, but I couldn't be sure as the light was fading. It was only when I heard Sadie scream that she wouldn't be too late back towards the house that I realised they were just waiting for her. At least she had gone out that meant Debbie and I would be alone, and be able to talk. I hung back a bit as Sadie seemed to look up and down the road before she, and her friends, headed off in the opposite direction. I was relieved she had gone that way as I didn't want to have to explain to her why I was back there again, that could have been awkward.
After waiting five minutes, to make sure Sadie had definitely gone, I headed towards Debbie's. Once I reached the gate I stood and stared at the house, the living room curtains were shut, and prepared myself. Taking a couple of deep breaths I walked up the path and rung the doorbell, instead of just walking in like I always did, and waited. After what seemed like an age the door finally opened and, looking like she had when I had left earlier, stood Debbie.
"Hello Simon glad you could make it." Debbie said.
