Chapter 2

“Welcome back soldier” Margot greeted as she lightly embraced him in the hallway of her neat little home. He took in the pleasing sight of the wife he barely knew now.

Dan saw that Margot had matured into a very smart looking woman with a figure that would turn most men’s heads. Suddenly coming back home felt quite attractive.

“Its good to be back Margot; you look ... just wonderful.” he gestured.

She smilled cheerfully enough in return but offered nothing else in the way of affection.

Dan embraced her and planted his lips on hers; delivering a lengthy kiss; her arms had not returned the embrace. Still, her full breast felt good against him and hopefully he would get to handle them soon? But he could feel his kiss had fallen on stony ground.

Margot pulled away turning to the girl stood behind her,

“And there’s Janet your daughter here; give her a hug too Dan ... then you had better come into the parlour!

“Dan felt flummoxed, not having given any thought to the unwanted child of yesteryear ... yet here she was reminding him of the girl the donkey had shafted! She was a slender little dark haired beauty ; but dressed like a rag doll?

Rich brown hair framed her freckled face and sparkling dark brown eyes gazed into his.

She stood shoulder high to her mother; and having outgrown the shabby school-dress she wore her budding nipples thrust at the bodice.

Her mother tugged her forward, “Give your dad a welcome kiss and show him into the parlour Janet,” she’d said leaving them.

Janet had never seen a man kiss like he had just done with mother.

She stepped up to him; their eyes met; his hands held her shoulders, then pulled her body to his; her lips fell warm and eagerly onto his. Her slender form trembled slightly and Dan’s testicles jangled.

Margot had then called out,” Well come into the parlour Dad and make yourself comfy!”

Dan found it strange to be called Dad. It added to his confusion and made him feel awkward; being home was going to be nothing like he imagined.

They’d exchanged few letters during those army years, and both were apprehensive about their future together now. It felt like they were entering an arranged marriage.

It was going to be awkward for Dan adjusting to his wife’s new home; which was more modern than the humble place they’d shared together before he left.

Mrs Margot McCaverty was still very attractive; slim yet shapely with her auburn hair pinned up at the back showing off her white graceful neck; yet her frosty demeanour had always seemed to offset her good looks.

Margot had been a bright girl at grammar school and had gone on to secretarial collage with an eye on a managerial career: but then along had came Dan; and before long a desperately unwanted baby was born.

Margot had been forced by social convention to marry Dan; before she had given birth to her little baby girl; later christened Janet.

Margot had given a lot of thought since learning of Dan’s Demob, and it was all very unsettling for her.

Like a few other friends at the office she had built up a life for herself over the years. The war had bought her some independence even though she was stuck with the kid she never wanted.

Why, she had set herself up in this modern little house; leaving the old rooms Dan rented before. And yes, she’d had one or two men-friends. Her chap drove rather a posh car in which she had been taken to restaurants.

Dan just wasn’t in the same class as her.

But he was the Father and now perhaps he could do some of the looking after. That would be just fine. But she couldn’t start sleeping with him after all these years. What would her chap say? Margot just wanted to leave her messy past behind; yet there was room for Dan.

After she’d given Dan a meal she sent Janet into the garden.

Then over a pot of tea Margot diplomatically spelt out to Dan about immediate sleeping arrangements; that she needed time to get use to the idea of sharing a home with him.

In return he should be a helpful Father to the child by minding out for her when she was absent from home.

If he agreed then he would be welcome. Dan was deflated but somehow understood her logic; and it was awkward to protest now Margot had a home of her own.

The real surprise for Dan was learning that his bed would be situated in Janet’s bedroom; apparently that had some alcove space where he could be billeted for now. Margot assured him, “Janet’s asleep by ten as her private school insist the girls are punctual; so you can read in peace with the lamp on.”

But in fact, Janet would normally be masturbating frantically in bed!