Chapter 5

The following morning Danni woke me as she got up to use the toilet. I went downstairs to the kitchen and made mugs of coffee and a plate of buttered toast, before taking it back to bed.

The sun was already high in the sky and it looked like it was going to be a great day. As we ate our breakfast, we chatted. Danni asked me about my favourite places in Cornwall, I told her all about the villages and beaches that I liked. Then I asked Danni about the places she liked in Cornwall.

“Well, I have only ever been to Truro and this village, so I don’t know anything about the rest of Cornwall, “she said and bit into a slice of toast.

“How come?” I asked and sipped my coffee.

“How come what love?” She asked and took another bite out of a slice of toast.

“How come you have only seen Truro and the village?” I enquired.

“Oh, well I get the train from London to Truro and then a taxi to the cottage,” she told me., “I don’t actually drive, I was born and raised in London and we all just take the bus or the underground “.

“How come?” I asked

“Ah I take it you have never been to London?” she asked with a giggle.

“Nope, I never have,” I said with a shake of the head.

“Well parking is in very short supply and it’s awfully expensive, “she told me.

“Well seems to me we need to do some road trips this week” I replied, “and show you some of the sites, some of the great little gems around Cornwall”

“Are you sure you don’t mind giving up your time off to ferry me around?” She said at the same time her hand traced a pattern over my chest.

“No not at all, apart from Wednesday when I have some work to do down at the lifeboat station” I replied.

To be fair it would be fun, and the fringe benefits were rather nice. It was a shame I would not get to spend time with her on Wednesday as well, but it was the annual spring clean and it was all hands on deck.

As a member of the crew, it would show bad form if I was not there and as much as I wanted to spend all my time with the gorgeous Danni, I could not let my mates, down could I?

“Are you sure, zak that would be so lovely! “she beamed and gave me a kiss on the cheek, that led to a kiss on the lips.

A kiss turned into a snog and snog turned into a shag. So, by the time Danni was leaving to go back to her place to take a shower and change it was nearly midday. We had arranged to meet up at two o’clock. I shaved and showered and then tidied up the cottage, made the bed, washed up and put a wash load on.

I drove around to Danni’s cottage just before two o’clock, she was stood on the steps waiting for me, she looked amazing even in jeans and blouse. She tossed her jacket and handbag on the back seat and got into the front seat, gave me a peck on the cheek and cheeky smile.

I drove out of the village and along to the main road, I needed to fill the car with fuel, so I pulled in to the first petrol station that we came to, I filled the tank and got us some bottled water. The sun was already high in the sky and it was going to be another glorious day.

That day I took Danni on a tour of some of the great little villages that littered the coast. White sands, rocky coves and crashing waves, the real views of Cornwall. I took her to the places us locals went to not the well-trodden tourist hot spots. We wandered around proper fishing villages, saw the locals at work.

She soaked up the ambience, it was obvious she was enjoying our afternoon out.

It was nice walking hand in hand with such a lovely lady, she took lots of pictures and even got one of the locals to take a picture of us both sitting on a bench at one of the harbours.

We ate a late dinner at a beachside pub, sitting in a window seat so that we could watch the tide wash over the cove. It was nice to just sit, eat, and chat. The food was amazing, and the view was better, both the view out of the window and the view sat opposite me.

After we had eaten, we headed back home, I parked up the car outside my cottage and we headed down into the harbour. We found a table outside the ‘lobster pot’ and I went inside got us a round of drinks. It was a nice evening, and we sat there and chatted until well after midnight. Then we walked back to Danni’s cottage arm in arm. She invited me to spend the night and it was a no brainer for me.

We showered together and headed to bed. We slept cuddled up together and were asleep as our heads hit the pillows, it had been a long day. It would have been nice to have a shag, but it was nice as it was quite romantic.

I woke the following morning to the smell of bacon cooking; I could hear Danni singing in the kitchen. I went to the toilet and then headed back into the bedroom and I pulled on my jeans and shirt before heading down the stairs.

Danni was rustling up a full English breakfast, there was already a plate of toast on the table next to a pot of coffee.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” she said as I slipped up behind her and kissed her.

I looked up at the clock; it was just after six in the morning. A glance out of the window told me it would be another fine day. The sky was blue with just the odd cloud breaking it up, I knew that when the sun came out it would be another perfect Cornish summer day.

I slipped my arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

“Morning gorgeous” I whispered into her ear, at the same time my hands reached up and cupped her breasts through the thin nightshirt she was wearing. Her nipples reacted as I mauled her boobs.

“So, feeling horny, are we?” She giggled and wiggled her bum against my groin.

“With you around, always!” I told her and start to grind my morning wood against her arse.

“Well, you are going to have to wait” she laughed, “breakfast is nearly ready!”

“But...” I started to say but she cut me short.

“Right sit yourself down and let’s eat, “she told me, and I did as I was told.

She placed a plate of sausage bacon, eggs, mushrooms, and black pudding in front of me. She was a great cook that was for sure. As we ate, we decided on places to see that day. At the pub, the night before Danni had said she had always wanted to see lands’ end, the so-called furthest westerly point of the United Kingdom. To be honest, most locals thought of it as a tacky tourist attraction to be fair, but it did attract tourists from all over the world.

We filled the dishwasher and then our plans were made, I would go home and grab a shower and shave and then Danni would walk around to mine when she was ready. So, after a kiss and cuddle, I did the walk of shame back to my place.

A shower and shave later I was dressed, coffee in one hand when she knocked on the door. It was just before eight, she was obviously eager to make the most of the day. To be fair in the Cornish roads it would take us a couple of hours or more to get down to lands’ end.

She looked stunning in a summer dress, and weirdly trainers, but still she looked stunning. She was carrying a day pack and she had her hair tied up in a ponytail.

We jumped into the car and headed out of the village. The trip to lands’ end was a long one and the scenery was not that great, so we chatted for the whole of the journey. We talked about family, parents and siblings, school life and work.

We had a lot in common, neither of us was close to our siblings, I had two brothers who lived abroad one in the states and the other in Spain, she had a sister in Australia and a brother in France. Both us had lost our parents early in life. It was delightful just to chat as we drove along and to learn more about each other.

When we got to lands’ end, we paid for parking and went into the complex. It was full of tacky shops selling all sort out touristy nick-nacks. There was a chocolate shop, a restaurant and lots of stuff for kids. We walked down to the lands’ end signpost, the iconic white post with distance boards to show how far we were from different places.

I paid for us to have our photo taken together and Danni said she would treasure the picture forever.

The sun was high in the sky and the view was amazing. The blue sky and the blue sea. Danni took some photos before we walked down the gravel path that took you down the cliffs. There was a nice breeze blowing off the sea but enough sun to keep us warm.

I had planned to head back up the west coast, visiting some of the attractions along the way. We grabbed take away coffees before we headed off. So, headed along the coast and visited some great little villages, all with little beaches, some icon Cornish harbours with little fishing boats and great scenery. We walked hand in hand around the streets. It was delightful, I could not remember ever being so happy with life.

We visit shops, made use of the little visitor’s centres and museums these little villages all seemed to have. I moaned about the cost of parking as we locals always do, Danni Laughed about that, and told me how much it cost to park in London which made me wonder why people ever visited the place. Danni took loads of photos with her little digital camera.

It was early evening by the time we got around to Falmouth, we parked up and had a look at the harbour with its mix of working boats and millionaires’ yachts. We decided to eat before we took the road home, Danni said she fancied pizza, there was a well-known brand place at the visitor’s centre, but we headed into the town and found a little homely Italian restaurant. We had a huge very tasty pizza, Danni drank wine, and I had a beer, but just the one as I was driving.

As we waited for the bill Danni reached over and took my hand in hers.

“Thanks for a lovely day Zak,” she said and gave me one of her trademark cheeky smiles.

“It’s been such a great day, one of the best!! “I replied, and I meant it. I paid the bill and Danni insisted on leaving the tip. The walk back to the car park was amazing in the late evening sun.

Danni found a radio station that was playing 80s music and we sang all the way home. The roads were packed with tourists and the traffic was terrible, but we did not care, we were having loads of fun just being together.

I parked the car in my drive, and we kissed before we decamped

“So, do you fancy going to the pub or an early night?” Danni asked.

“Oh, I think an early night would be nice” was my reply and Danni gave me a dirty wink,

“That’s good, I have needs “she giggled, and my heart started to race.

We headed into my cottage. Dannie told me she was heading up to take a shower and I opened a bottle of wine, there were a couple of messages on my answerphone that I listened too, nothing urgent one of my mates telling me he was coming back to the village in a week and a reminder that it was the annual spring clean at the lifeboat station tomorrow.

By the time I got upstairs, Danni had showered, dried off and was in bed waiting for me. I placed the wine and two glasses on the bedside table and leaned over and kissed Danni. There is something so sexy about a woman that is fresh out of the shower.

“How about you go and get yourself showered,” she said as she broke the kiss, and I did as I was bid.

I took my time and made sure I was a clean as a new pin before heading back into the bedroom.

When I got back to the bedroom Danni smiled and got out of bed, as naked as the day she was born. Fuck she had one sexy body. She had nice big full tits, capped with huge berry brown nipples, the swell of her stomach led down to a shaven pubic mound, her strong but slender thighs looked inviting, my cock twitched and started to swell...

“Right my boy” she giggled, “get on the bed face down!”

I did as I was told and awaited the pleasure that was sure to come.

Danni slipped down to the foot of the bed, her hands started to stroke my ankles, my calf’s, her fingernails scraped up over my thighs. I tensed them up as her hands slipped in and stroked the inner flesh. My legs opened as her fingers drifted up towards my nuts, she cupped them, fondled them squeezed them, making me groan with pleasure.

Then her hands continued their journey up over my buttocks, I was sure her nails left weals on the skin as she scraped the firm flesh of my butt cheeks. Then she kissed up the ridge of my spine until she was at my neck. The feeling of her lips on my flesh was having an amazing effect on my cock, so much so it was becoming uncomfortable to lie face down.