Chapter 2

"I can't get past her Jackie"

"No, of course you can't sweetheart" I said and settled back to enjoy the view of the cyclist's sexy little bottom in her tight white, sweat soaked shorts and the tiny blue knickers beneath them.

I couldn't believe that she didn't know what she was showing, but it was all right by me, eventually when the road widened out so much that it was impossible to pretend any longer, he swung out and eased the car past her,

"We both enjoyed that" I shouted at her through the open window and received a gorgeously sexy smile in return!

We drove straight onto the ferry at Stranraer and went straight to the café for a snack, as it was the new high speed ferry, we'd only be on it for an hour and a half, which suited Dave down to the ground, he was not the world's best sailor!

"May I join you?" a voice said from my side and I looked up into the eyes of our sexy little cyclist,

"I think you'd better ask my wife" Dave said with a smile, "But if she says no, I'll just go up and throw myself overboard"

He didn't have to drown in the murky depths of the Irish sea, I saved his life by gesturing for her to sit down and she introduced herself as Maureen, she was nineteen and looking forward to cycling around Ireland for two weeks.

"The trouble is though" she said through a mouthful of food, I'm playing it by ear and I haven't booked ahead anywhere,

"And why on earth would you be wanting to book ahead?" Dave asked in that fantastic accent that he only lapsed into when it suited him, "We're going to a wee place six miles this side of Newcastle, you can start from there tomorrow if you like"

"Tomorrow?"

"Aye tomorrow" he grinned and I could have bloody slapped him, he looked so bloody sexy with that stupid lop sided grin of his, "We've an empty house the night"

"I think what my darling husband is trying to say Maureen, is that we are staying at his son's house while he and our daughter in law and their children are away on holiday in France, he, no we would like you to stay with us"

She smiled as if she was thinking about it, but I knew better,

"Can you get my bike in the back of your car?" she asked and I smiled with her,

"If we have to dump the wheels, chuck the handlebars in the dock and throw the frame away, we'll manage"

"In other words Maureen" Dave laughed, "We'll get it in"

That chance meeting signaled the beginning of a remarkable friendship with Maureen, a beautiful, sexy, single minded girl who gave herself completely to whatever it was that she was into at the time, she was the first person I phoned when I heard of my husband's death and we stood together at his graveside when he was committed to the earth.

She came home with me afterwards and held me in her arms all night, there was no sex at all, but her presence that night saved my sanity, she's been with me ever since, my friend, my lover, my rock!

We didn't have to dump anything of her cycle just as the three of us knew we wouldn't and it took us an hour and a half to reach the little village where Dave had lived as a child and which was now home to his son.

It's an incredible house that his son had built to his own design, a bungalow at the front but because it was built on a steep hill, there are three floors at the back including a play room for the kids.

I wanted a bath and Maureen wanted a shower, so it was all girls together while Dave went over the road to the pub directly opposite for what he called his annual pint of Guiness, he didn't really like the stuff much but always drank just one pint when in Ireland.

I showed her the room she was to have that night and then drew a bath whilst she unpacked her double saddle bags, the water was beautiful and I felt incredibly good as I lay back in it, a knock at the door disturbed my reverie, but it was only Maureen asking if she could wash her shorts and panties,

"Sure" I replied, "Throw them in here, I'll wash them while I wash myself"

She came in wrapped in a towel and smiled when she saw how peaceful I looked in the bath,

"That looks good" she said and I held her gaze as I said that there was more than enough room for two!

There was no wild, exciting sex then, just two girls sharing a bath and kissing each other, she had one nipple pierced with a silver ring and told me how nice it was when a lover nibbled on it.

"Like this you mean?" I leaned into her and took the nub between my lips,

"Mmm yes" was her reply and she moaned in her throat as my teeth grazed the rapidly hardening nipple, "Exactly like that"

Her fingers had just found my pussy when Dave returned and shouted out that we were to stop fooling about and get our arses in gear,

When he got no reply, he opened the bathroom door and had what must have been an incredible view of Maureen's gorgeous little bottom in the air as we kissed,

"Bloody hell" he laughed, "It's an orgy"

It wasn't, that came later after a riotously drunken evening in the pub, I wore a denim mini skirt and a thick jumper and Maureen wore shorts and tee shirt, at one point in the proceedings Dave ended up behind the bar and promptly announced that all drinks were now on the house! It was a very pale looking landlord who politely showed him back to his seat.

Thank God we didn't have to go any further than across the road to get home, I'm sure he would have got lost if it had been any further.

The fun started when I drew the curtains and Maureen whispered in my ear,

"Shall we carry on from where we left off?"

I turned to give her my agreement but her face was too close to mine, so I did the only thing I could in the circumstances, I kissed her!

She tasted of Bailey's and her mouth was every bit as sweet as the drink as we did our best to swallow each other, this was the first time Dave had ever seen me with another girl and he didn't really know whether or not he was invited, so it took Maureen to drag her lips away from mine for long enough to say that we needed help to get out of our clothes.

"Well since you asked nicely" he laughed and Maureen took her arms from round my neck for him to remove her tee shirt and bra,

"I'll be with you in a minute Jack" the idiot said as he sank to his knees to remove her shorts and panties, I wasn't sure what he was doing then until she breathed into my mouth that he was licking her bottom, I gave up waiting for him to undress me and so did she, instead I took my own jumper off while she took my skirt and panties off, unfortunately for Dave, she had to squat to do it, so our intrepid hero amused himself by taking his own clothes off.

It's all a bit of a blur now but as far as I can remember, she ate me as I leaned against the wall and Dave introduced himself formally to Maureen by fucking her as she knelt down eating away merrily! I can also remember that he did his super stud impersonation and fucked me afterwards whilst I feasted on her sweet little cunt, the booze was telling though and I could have committed murder when he announced that he was knackered and wouldn't come if he fucked me for the next three days!

We slept together in the big King size bed and I could have screamed the next morning when he woke us up with an enormous Ulster fry up, for those of you who've never had the pleasure, an Ulster fry consists of bacon and eggs, fried potato scones, fried soda bread, a few mushrooms, black pudding and bread and butter with a huge mug of tea!

"What do we do with this lot?" Maureen asked in a scared little voice and earned Dave's undying scorn by rushing into the bathroom at the sight of all that grease on her plate.

We managed the tea so our wild colonial boy did his best to demolish our breakfasts after he'd devoured his own and then we all slept again.

"So when are you setting off Maureen?" Dave said when we finally woke up round about the mid afternoon,

"Tomorrow" she grinned, "Definitely tomorrow"