“I don’t know, you tell me, do I really want them back?” The twinkle was totally evil now.
“Not really, you can’t, anyway I’ll need them again tonight.”
Dad then came and sat in the kitchen to read the paper, so that stopped any more banter between us, and when we’d finished the dishes and went into the lounge room, he again followed, and so that killed any chance of quality time alone together.
Mum had tried so hard to get me to tell her who the older woman was that I was seeing, and by this time I was almost ready to tell her. She’d been at me everyday, in fact I thought that she was making herself available for me to kiss her at times, so that she could then push me harder to find out Jane’s name.
I looked forward to the next day, Friday, as that was Mum’s day off, and I started late at work, so we’d have some time alone together, hopefully quality time. Unfortunately Dad stayed home doing paperwork before going to his normal Friday afternoon meeting at the office, and he only left a minute or so before I had to.
Mum said, “I thought he’d never go,” as she melted into my arms. We kissed for as long as we could, our kisses had progressively developed a little more urgency, and her tongue came across immediately every time. She was in fact taking that more assertive role, we weren’t kissing in the way that I thought that Dad kissed her, like eating a Big Mac. She was however being somewhat more forceful than before.
Eventually, of course I had to go to work. We just kissed right up to the last moment and I ran out of the house so fast, that I almost took her tongue with me. I absolutely had to be at work by ten thirty, without fail, particularly as I’d cut out early yesterday. At least she never asked for Jane’s name this time, she never had the time to.
Mum rang me during the day to say that they were going out that night and also the next night, Saturday, this was cool with me as I played basketball Fridays, and was going to a friends thirtieth birthday the next night.
When I awoke on Saturday morning, it was later than normal, almost eight o clock. Mum and Dad both normally had things to do on Saturdays which required then to be out early. I just accepted that they’d changed their plans and I got up to shower.
After a few minutes the water pressure dropped sharply, and I knew that someone had gone into the other shower. I’d got out and started to dry myself when there was a knock on the door. After wrapping the towel round me I opened it to see Mum there, she said, “can I come in this shower please, we’ve slept in, Dad woke first and went into our shower knowing full well that I’ve got to be out before he does?”
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