needed someone to talk to.’
‘Talk about what?’
‘About us, Anne. I wanted to know how you really felt about me, so I asked Hayley. The thing is … Seeing as you’re a virgin, I didn’t want us to have sex until I was sure that you were ready.’
‘A virgin?’
‘That’s what you told me when we first met.’
‘Oh, yes, yes, that’s right. But Hayley went running after you. I saw her chasing you down the street.’
‘I’d left my jacket over the banister at your house and she—’
‘So when you were in the park – you just talked?’
‘Yes. We were only there for about ten minutes and then she went to see her boyfriend.’
‘I didn’t know that she had a boyfriend.’
‘It’s her first date with him. What did you talk about with Alan?’
‘I … we just went for a walk. I like the woods and you weren’t in the pub, so we went for a walk.’
Anne’s stomach sank as Dave talked about his love for her and she caught Alan’s eye. He grinned at her, obviously recalling their time in the derelict house, and she felt like a common whore. She should never have jumped to conclusions, she reflected dolefully. But it was too late now. What was done was done, and she couldn’t change that. Dave started talking about sex, asking her whether she was ready to give up her virginity, and she cringed.
‘Yes, I’m ready,’ she replied softly as she noticed Alan whispering to one of Dave’s friends. ‘Not tonight, though.’
‘Oh, right. Tomorrow, maybe?’
‘I just want to ask Alan something,’ Anne said, leaving the table. ‘I’ll be back in a minute.’
Joining Alan at the bar, she took him aside and explained the mistake she’d made about Dave and her sister. She then asked him not to tell anyone about their time at the derelict house. He agreed, but said that he wanted to meet her there again the following evening. Anne bit her lip as she noticed Dave watching her. Consumed with guilt and remorse, she smiled at Dave. He’d only wanted to talk to Hayley, she reflected. He’d needed someone to talk to and … She’d made a huge mistake, she knew.
‘I’ll pull your wet knickers down tomorrow evening,’ Alan whispered.
‘I can’t,’ she said. ‘I made a mistake and—’
‘That was no mistake,’ he cut in. ‘You loved every minute of it, and so did I.’
‘Yes, but …’
‘But what? OK, so you’re back with Dave. We can still fuck, can’t we?’
‘Alan, I… I did enjoy it, but I can’t see you again. If Dave finds out …’
‘He won’t find out, Anne. Dave will never know. Meet me at the house tomorrow evening at six, OK?’
‘Alan, I—’
‘I’ll pull your wet knickers down and spank your bare bottom if you’re late. You like being spanked, don’t you?’
‘Yes, yes, I did like it. The thing is …’
‘I’ll spank your bare bottom and then give you a good seeing-to. We’ll play the game again. I’ll be a schoolteacher and you can be a naughty little girl and I’ll pull your wet knickers down and—’
‘Alan, people might hear you.’
‘I want you, Anne. I want to lick your beautiful little pussy and suck your clitoris and drink your girlie milk and—’
‘All right,’ she conceded as she became aware of her clitoris swelling.
‘Good girl. Don’t worry, this is our secret. The house will be our secret.’
‘Yes, yes OK.’
‘Are your knickers wet with my spunk?’
‘I’d better get back to Dave.’
‘All right, I’ll see you tomorrow.’
Her stomach churning as she joined Dave at the table, Anne couldn’t believe that she’d agreed to meet Alan again. She’d only had a couple of boyfriends before she’d met Dave, but she’d never two-timed them. Cheating slut, she thought as Dave talked about the future. Downing her drink, she asked him to buy her another one. This was a nightmare, she thought as he took her empty glass to the bar. Alan grinned at her again, and her gaze met his. He was old, she mused. But he was an