During the course of that coming week, the subject of dave came up a lot between myself and john.

I was particularly interested in the fact he was separated from his Wife and very curious as to its cause.

He’d removed his wedding ring which was very symbolic, it said…..that part of my life is over.

But, was there someone else? Perhaps he already had a girlfriend?

It was clear that there was some bitterness because of his hushed sarcastic opinion about exercise and not liking ‘this type anyway’.

It appeared to suggest that his Wife was ‘busy’ entertaining someone else.

I had a lot of questions swirling around my mind that week.

It was frustrating not knowing, but there was little i could do about it but wait.

It was a long week but the wait did prove to be worth it. Our next walk and subsequent meeting with dave not only shed much more light on his Wife situation but also brought us closer together… as a trio….

September held on to the warm weather of late summer, stubbornly refusing to accept it’s close relationship with autumn.

Taking benefit of this warm spell i decided to dress a little more ‘enticing’ for our new friend. Although we’d met only once, I’d got a lot from that.

His body language, the way he looked at me…etc.

I knew he was checking me out and knew he liked what he saw so, time to dangle the carrot…

Saturday morning arrived and i got changed into my walking attire, choosing a thin white v neck t shirt which had quite a low cut v. A thin white bra underneath would not hide the outline of my nipples, if they were to harden which they at all times do when I’m turned on.

This combination with the low v showed a good acre of deep cleavage…

On the bottom half i decided to be risqué and wore my grey ‘trousers in a can’ skin tight joggers, that john loved to see me in.

Indeed, upon first noticing what I’d chosen to wear that morning his face lit up, a broad cheeky grin forming, before he spoke

“Oh YES….you naughty girl…he’s gunna Love that”

I then received a sharp slap on my rear from an excited john, which produced a loud cracking noise, the accompanying sting of pain causing me to shudder…..and my nipples to swell….in response.

I do enjoy a good spanking….from time to time.

I discover it quite…. exhilarating.

Anyway back to the walk.

That morning we were gonna be walking around the site of a large ancient battlefield.

Arriving at the meeting place a little late we joined the group mid briefing. The others looking around and acknowledging us with nods, smiles and, ‘mornings’.

I did notice a few admiring looks from some of the elderly gentlemen….. checking me out.

A few of them clearly earning a mean look from their wives as a result of leching.

I’d seen this sort of interaction many times before between wives and husbands, boy and girlfriends, it at all times brought a smile to my face, knowing i was having an effect.

This type of attention also produced its own affect within me, i could feel my nipples swelling already…..mmmm….oh that warm tingling sensation deep within my groin….as i imagined scenarios involving all these old guys….using me…at the same time…

Trying to avert my mind from these obscene imaginings i looked around for dave, only to almost jump out my skin as a voice from immediately behind said, “good morning you two”

Dave had been late too and was busy getting his pack out the boot of his car as we joined the group and had approached us unseen.

I watched as his eyes wandered down from mine to my cleavage, broadened a little then came back up to rejoin my own.

I gave him a little ‘look’ that let him know that I’d seen him peeking, and liked it.

To which dave began turning red…..gotcha.

However, i didn’t have much time to savour the moment as there was something different about dave this morning, something very noticeable.

He had a black eye. The swelling had gone down but you could easily see from the colouration that he’d been thumped at some point in the past week…

After saying our hellos the group leader had finished his briefing and we were off.

Initially we walked abreast, with dave on the other side of john, making small talk about traffic, the weather etc.

I desperately wanted to ask the burning question but couldn’t get a word in sideways, the two boys as usual waffling on about cars.

Eventually, john did what I’d been trying to do and asked dave about his eye?

He replied that it was a long story, then added that he would tell us later…. keeping us in suspense…

It was frustrating but there was nothing i could do at that time, at least not about finding out what had happened anyway.

I could however, amuse myself in other methods…

As the path narrowed a little i took the opportunity to position myself ahead of the two boys, now walking in front, it gave them both a good view of my rear….i exaggerated my walk a little, swaying my hips as i moved.

John later told me that dave kept staring at my arse as we walked along, adding that he would quickly look back at my husband as john turned to face him during their conversation.

I knew they would both be looking, the wondered of which was so exciting that by the time we stopped for our snack break, i was nice and moist downstairs.

It was at the snack break that dave told us what had happened to his eye. It was a long story and very personal, dave opened up to us….a clear sign of trust in our blossoming friendship.

After briefly confessing that he had indeed been in a fight he then went on to explain why it had happened, taking us back to the break up of his marriage months earlier.

Like i said, it’s a long story so I’ll try and keep it brief.

Dave told us that his Wife tina had been having an affair with a much younger man, she was 50, 3 years older than her husband, the guy she’d been with was just 19.

Dave had found out, confronted her at home and she had left him. Gone to stay at her lovers apartment initially, but then moved in with him properly.

It appeared it was serious and not just a wild fling.

Most of daves kids, 4 boys and 2 girls had grown up and moved out, all but one, a girl of 14.

Fast forward to the eye company….

Daves job was part office and part ‘in the field’, visiting peoples homes to make assessments of their needs.

Well, word got around the office about tina. The others finding it very amusing how she liked her ‘young bucks’.

There were lots of jokes and comments, whispered behind daves back, sniggers etc.

One such opinion was spoken a little too loud near him during the tuesday of that previous week.

It made it worse because the guy who said it, bob, he didn’t like much. A ‘brown nose wanker’, dave called him.

The opinion in question?

Dave told us this, “so I’m there at the coffee machine waiting…and i heard bob say to trevor….hey trev.. could you help me out with this sum please?….how many times does 19 go into 50?”

Dave stopped then and took a big swig of water from one of the many bottles in his pack, which i might add, he was still struggling with, he was bathed in sweat once more.

I suspected he’d stopped at that point because he was finding it hard to relate this to us, however the very fact that he was showed he trusted us, which i found very encouraging considering where i wanted this friendship go….

Dave put the bottle back down and continued.

“They were sat near each other at their desks, bob leaning across toward trevor….both finding this particular sum very funny…. sniggering…it might not have come to anything but then bob turned to look at me”

Dave stopped again, clearly finding it hard to relive the situation.

At that point i felt so sorry for him and, being a caring person i reached out and put my hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently, ” hey it’s ok Love…you don’t have to say anymore….we understand”

While doing so i noticed how Hot and damp he felt…and how big and solid his shoulder was.

Dave aimed a warm smile at me and i smiled back up at him. It was one of those moments you remember.

I could see he was hurt, close to tears actually, but there was also anger.

He pulled himself together and continued, “he looked at me like i was a joke…. pathetic…you know….then he shook his head….that’s what did it…i just snapped…”

He continued explaining how he’d stormed over to bob all guns blazing. The resulting fight had ended up with daves black eye, and a broken nose for bob.

Both men had been summoned to the managers office and been given an official warning, and made to shake hands, apologise to each other.

With the break over, we began walking again, playing catch up with the group.

Talking as we walked. Dave telling us more about what had happened since the fight.

He told us that we must think him mad revealing such personal things about himself to us, after all, this was only the second time we’d met.

I put him at ease, replying that he could talk to us about anything, adding a big helping of sympathy. John too joined in with my reassuring, calling his work colleagues idiots and urging dave to ignore them, they weren’t worth it.

This pleased dave immensely, he obviously just needed someone to talk to about it, he’d been through a lot and seemed lonely.

This placing of trust in us did lay those first foundations of our friendship.

A friendship we still enjoy to this day.

We chatted easily together for the rest of that morning, us finding out more about him and he likewise us.

I did make a point of asking him if there was any lady currently in his life? making sure i did it in a very subtle way.

There wasn’t anyone, he was still in shock from his marriage break down to think about any relationship, not at the moment anyway.

This may sound heartless but at the time that knowledge was music to my ears….

From this point on i knew exactly what to do, how to take this forward.

After our walk we kept on chatting in the car park, john taking a closer look at daves car, some sort of sports car.

We were still there a good half hour after the others had gone, easily chatting away, enjoying each others business.

We eventually said our goodbyes, but before leaving i made a point of going right up to dave, placing my hand on his arm and looking him in the eyes, i told him john was right, ignore those idiots at work they weren’t worth losing his job over.

Then i added, “…and if you don’t mind me saying….tina is in idiot too….it’s her loss….what woman would want to do that when she has someone as handsome as you?”

As i said it i gave him a special look that would leave him with no doubt how i felt about him.

Once again he blushed and turned to look shyly at john who was stood close by, a broad grin forming on my husbands face as he watched dave blushing.

Dave was momentarily struck dumb at my words and the look i gave him, so john jumped in before he could speak, “hey!….I’m right here?!”

He said it in a loud voice but the humour was present in his tone and the grin broadening.

Dave began grinning too, then thanked me for saying such a nice thing about him.

John then added, “hey dave….watch out….i think she’s after you mate”

It was said as a joke of course to lighten the mood, or at least that’s what dave believed at the time.

Little did he know, at the time, that is precisely what i was after.

John knew of course, and that’s why he said it.

I gave my husband a special knowing look as he passed me to get in our car.

Returning my attention to dave i gently squeezed his arm before letting go, drawing back away from him i kept eye contact for a brief moment while saying, “see ya next week Love…”

Then added, again with the same admiring look I’d given him earlier, “..i mean it… you’ll be fine…tina must be mad letting you go”

I winked as i said it, dave smiled warmly and i turned and got in the car, leaving him standing there.

As john gave me another knowing look and then proceeded to drive away i looked through my door mirror.

There was dave still stood watching us, he stood there watching us leave until i could see him no more.

Perhaps I’d made more of an impression than what I’d realised…

Indeed, much later in our relationship with dave i did remember that time he watched us leave and i asked him a question which had been on my mind since then.

I asked him what he was thinking at that moment?

He replied that he was thinking about me, in an intimate way. For the first time in all those months his mind had been averted from his Wife and all the troubles.

He told me that i was the first woman he’d wondered about in that way since the separation.

Little did dave know it then, i was about to avert his attention in a much more physical ‘hands on’ manner.

And give him more than just something to think about….

End of chapter 20.