We made love in the shower, slowly, passionately, two souls connected, then slept. In the morning, Phoebe woke me up with her mouth on my cock. We moved into a 69 and lazily brought each other off. She wanted another shared shower, but I smacked her ass and told her I’d make breakfast while she freshened up. She kissed me deeply and made puppy dog eyes at me, but I held my resolve. I lent her a T-shirt and a pair of boxer...

Perhaps traveling down to Cornwall on the day after the schools had broken up wasn’t the smartest idea, but not having kids meant that had passed me by. What should have taken four hours stretched to nine, what with the volume of traffic and one or two ‘police incidents’ on the motorway. I reached the small town just after 6pm, bought some groceries at the local supermarket, and made my way to the cottage I’d rented for t...