Snow on the Roof Ch. 04

It had been almost three months since Danny had first met Kath. Since then, they'd had numerous liaisons within the confines of the house, usually in the kitchen as it was easy to clean up any human residues afterwards. Danny had also had his 'instructional meeting' with Bernice but hadn't seen anything of her since their tryst. Kath had seen her about and commented that she seemed like a new woman. She'd had highlights put in her hair, brought some new clothes and seemed to have a spring in her step. The reason for this was divulged one Thursday morning following one of Danny and Kath's regular sessions.

They were dressed and sitting in the kitchen drinking a cup of tea when Bernice rushed in, almost forgetting to knock on the door. She was quite breathless.

"Hey, Kath, I just had to come and tell you. Guess what, I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby!" She was crying tears of joy. Kath stood up and put her arms round her and gave her a big hug.

"Oh congratulations, Bernice!" She said. "When is it due?"

"Mid May, May 14th to be exact," said Bernice. "Oh I'm so excited! We only found out for sure today. Liam's away for the weekend from early tomorrow until Sunday night, so we'll have a celebration when he gets back as he's got a few weeks off work."

"Congratulations," said Danny, trying to work out the maths in his head. He was trying to think what day he and Bernice had had their liaison and concluded that for the baby to be born when Bernice said, she must have conceived at the end of July or early August, so he was in the clear.

"What does Liam think about it, and Charlotte?" Kath asked.

"They are over the moon. Liam can't wait to be a dad again. He's thinking of getting another job so he can be nearer home and Charlotte can't wait to have a baby brother or sister even though she'll be twenty when it's born."

Kath was right, she certainly looked different. Danny couldn't take his eyes off her. The mumsy look had been replaced by that of a sophisticated lady. In place of the old fashioned dresses she wore a smart black knee length pencil skirt and a red short sleeved button through blouse. The flat shoes had been replaced by a pair of black low heeled sling back sandals. Danny couldn't help but wonder what else had been changed though he knew he would never get to find out, at least not yet. He couldn't help but think that her becoming pregnant was indirectly down to him a few months earlier.

The two women spent a few minutes talking about when their earlier pregnancies and how procedures had changed in that time. When Bernice had gone, Kath turned to Danny.

"I can't believe the change in her," she said. "If you'd said to me three months ago that she would be a mum again next year, I'd have laughed at you. I wonder what happened to change that. You know her husband was pretty well impotent from what she told me. He had no interest in sex at all plus he was away a lot. I say, you don't think she's had another man, do you? You read about these things you know!"

Danny laughed. "Well, you never know, do you? You read about these older women who have toy boys. Perhaps Bernice has one!"

Kath looked at him. "Are you having a pop at me?" she said and punched him playfully in the ribs.

Danny reached over and tickled her also in the ribs, causing her to squeal loudly.

"Me? Never! What on earth makes you say that?" He gave her a kiss on the lips. "Listen," he said, changing the subject. "Are you doing anything tomorrow? Why don't we go out somewhere? The weather forecast is good. It will be a change."

Kath thought for a moment. "I've got a check-up at the dentist at ten thirty, but I'm not doing anything special otherwise so why not? Roy and I used to go to Morecambe a lot. It's quiet there, there's plenty of car parking and places to eat. We had some good days out there. Pick me up around eleven."

"Excellent," thought Danny. Morecambe was only just over an hour's drive away so they would be there in time for lunch and the rest of the day would be theirs. He started formulating some plans in his mind.

The next morning dawned fine but cloudy. Danny was outside Kath's house by half past ten. Of course, he knew that Kath wouldn't be there, but he had an ulterior motive. He locked his car and walked back to Bernice's house. Her car was outside, so he knew she wouldn't be too far away, and rang the doorbell. She answered the door.

"Oh, hello," she said looking surprised. "I didn't expect to see you. I thought you were taking Kath out for the day."

"I am," said Danny. "I'm a bit early. I forgot she was going to the dentist so I just thought I'd pop by and offer my congratulations about your happy event.""

"Thanks," said Bernice. "Do you want to come in for a minute?"

"Okay," he said. Bernice stood aside and he walked past her into the hallway. She closed the front door and ushered him through into the lounge.

"Sit down," she said. Danny sat on the sofa and she sat in an armchair opposite. She certainly did look different. Her hair was slightly longer and had been styled in a smart page boy cut. She wore a black knee length pencil skirt with a navy blue short sleeved top.

"So, you took my advice then, said Danny eyeing up her new appearance.

"Sort of," said Bernice. "I decided that I couldn't go on in a sexless marriage. Although I love Liam, I wanted more so the day after our session I went to the charity shop in the High Street and bought two new skirts like this and a few tops, then I went to the hairdressers and had my hair done. I put this skirt and top on and when Liam came home, I did as you said. Luckily Liam took the bait, but if he hadn't, I think that would have been the end of our marriage."

"So, you haven't looked back then?" said Danny.

"No," she said. "I led him to the bedroom within ten minutes of him walking through the door and we were there until eleven o'clock the next morning. We were that busy he forgot to go to the betting shop! Every morning before he left for work and as soon as he got in, and in between, he's been at it. He's hardly seen any racing! He has a different sport to concentrate on now."

"Good," said Danny, "I am pleased. Tell me, is this all you bought at the charity shop?" He pointed to her clothes.

"How do you mean," she said looking puzzled.

"You know," said Danny with a wink. "What about your intricate items? Have you replaced those?"

"You're insatiable!" said Bernice with a glint in her eye. "That's between Liam and me. It's none of your business."

"Oh, go on," said Danny. "Show us. You know you want to!"

Bernice blushed but did as she was asked. She pulled her skirt hem back and Danny could see she was wearing a very lacy black slip, not in nylon as the pink one was, but in silk. Three inches of lace sat on the hem. He felt his cock stiffen.

"Does it go all the way?" he said indicating the full length of her body.

"I suppose you won't be satisfied until you know, will you? Bernice said standing up. She unzipped the skirt and let it slip to her ankles and lifted her top so Danny could see it was indeed a full one with an equal amount of lace around the bust.

"It was part of a matching set," she continued and without prompting lifted the slip far enough to reveal a pair of black lace panties with a small red bow on the waistband. "There was a bra too, but that's too big for me."

Danny's cock was really jerking inside his jeans and he knew he wanted to fuck her there and then. He imagined she would be quite wet as well but this wasn't the time or place. She had got things back on track with her husband and was expecting a baby with him so he wasn't going to upset things. Besides he knew Kath would be home any minute and would see his car and come looking so now was not the time. He also respected Bernice's earlier statement that their meeting was 'strictly a one off'.

Bernice rearranged her slip and pulled her top down and her skirt back up.

"I guess there'll be plenty of trips to the charity shop for new clothes as I get bigger," she said, zipping it up.

"So what did you do with all your old clothes," said Danny.

"Some have been thrown out," said Bernice. "Some have gone to the charity shop. Charlotte's had the green dress you saw and a similar red dress. Apparently vintage dresses are all the rage."

"Well," said Danny standing up. "I guess I'd better go and wait in the car for Kath. She might wonder what I'm doing here. Good luck with everything, though I guess I'll see you around."

"Thanks," said Bernice. "I think you gave me the push I needed." She gave him a kiss on the cheek. Danny reciprocated. He bade her goodbye and went and sat in his car waiting for Kath. What a sexy lady Bernice had become and how confident she appeared with no sign of stammering or embarrassment.

He didn't have long to wait before he saw Kath walking up the street. He got out when she got almost level.

"Hello," she said. "I hope I've not kept you waiting too long."

"No, it's fine," said Danny. "I've only been here a few minutes."

"I just need to pop in home and get some things," said Kath. "I won't be a minute."

She went into her house and was inside for about five minutes, When she came out she carried a canvas bag along with her handbag.

The journey to Morecambe was uneventful and took just over an hour. They chatted about various things on the way, particularly about Bernice and her forthcoming pregnancy but Danny never let on about his visit to her that morning. He parked in a car park on the seafront.

"So what do you want to do first then?" he said.

"I fancy something to eat," said Kath. "I've had a funny taste in my mouth since visiting the dentist. Roy and I always used to go to the station restaurant; they did some cheap meal deals there."

Danny raised his eyebrows at her. His idea of a station restaurant was curled up sandwiches, stale pork pies and stewed tea, but Kath soon put him right by explaining that it was a restaurant in the old station building rather than the platform buffets which he remembered. They crossed over the road and walked along to the old station. The restaurant was built in part of the old station buildings across the road from the seafront; the station having been relocated a quarter of a mile inland many years before and Kath reminisced about the number of times Roy and her had passed through the old station when it was open.

After their lunch, they crossed back over the road and walked up the wide promenade. They paused at the statue of Eric Morecambe and Kath pulled a camera out of the canvas bag and took a picture of Danny with the famous comedian and he then took one of her, before continuing on their way, stopping every so often to admire the view of the Lakeland fells across the wide bay. The tide was out and all the little boats lay marooned on the sand awaiting its return in a few hours' time. There was quite a stiff breeze blowing and Kath had to keep pushing her hair out of her face. They walked slowly for over an hour until they came to a little brick shelter.

"I need a rest," said Kath. "We've walked for ages."

The shelter had two wide bench seats either side of a brick partition. One faced the sea and the hills beyond, the other faced the road. A tiled roof was provided to keep the rain off. Nobody else was sitting in the shelter; in fact they were so far away from the central area that they were about the only people in that area, other than the traffic passing by on the main road behind them. Danny put his arm around her waist and gave it a squeeze.

"Are you enjoying yourself? He asked.

"Absolutely," said Kath, her cheeks red from the wind. "Thank you for bringing me."

Danny kissed her on the cheek, and then had a furtive look up and down the promenade. The nearest person was a woman walking her dog and she must have been at least five hundred yards away and walking away from them. Seeing that there was nobody in the immediate area, and that there were no cars parked on the road near the shelter he used his free hand to pull back her dress hem exposing one of her lacy white slips. His cock jerked upright beneath his trousers at the sight of it. He then tried pulling the slip back too but Kath stopped him.

"Danny! What do you think you're doing?" She said, pulling her clothes straight.

"You told me that you once made love to Roy in a seaside shelter," said Danny. "I was going to recreate it."

"Yes, I know," said Kath, "But that was at ten o'clock at night, not a quarter to three in the afternoon in broad daylight!"

"Come on," said Danny playfully. "Where's your sense of adventure?"

He pulled her dress and slip back even further exposing her stocking tops and briefs. Kath giggled, pleading for him to stop. He slid his fingers inside her briefs and rustled her bush until he found the entrance to her love hole. Another quick glance, an empty promenade and his fingers were in.

Kath was already quite wet. Danny probed around until he found her clit and rubbed it gently. She was simultaneously trying to keep her cool so as not to attract attention from the passing traffic and also keep an eye on the promenade for pedestrians and cyclists.

"Someone's coming," she said seeing a cyclist heading towards them a few hundred yards away. Danny quickly removed his hands and she straightened her clothing once more. When the cyclist had past, the promenade was once again free of pedestrians. Danny went to pull her dress back up but Kath stopped him.

"Wait a minute," she said and pulled a plastic mackintosh out of the canvas bag. "I brought this in case it rained," she said, "But I have another use for it now." She draped it over her knees so that it covered the front of her dress. "Okay, I guess you can carry on now, and then at least if anyone comes by we don't have to keep rearranging everything."

Once more Danny pulled her dress and slip back this time under cover of the raincoat. His fingers invaded first her briefs then her love hole. He found her clit again which by now was really wet and tickled it. Kath let out a little gasp, so he did it again and again with the same results. Round and round went Danny's fingers and Kath was trying not to make it look too obvious as they could see a mother and her child walking along the other side of the road. Suddenly her juices spewed forth and she let out a loud yell, panting breathlessly, before realising she might have been heard. Luckily nobody was around, but she could now feel her cum soaking her briefs and dripping off the plastic mac.

Danny had withdrawn his fingers and was licking the cum off them like a child licking melted ice cream.

"How was that? He asked innocently.

"Divine!" murmured Kath, somewhat red in the face. Like most women she had a multitude of items in her handbag and pulled out a packet of wet wipes. She cleaned herself up as best she could, wiping the sticky cum from her matted pussy hairs.

"You do realise," she said to Danny as she straightened her clothes, "That I'm going to have wet knickers all afternoon thanks to you."

"There's a simple solution to that," said Danny cheekily. "Take them off!"

"I beg your pardon," said Kath pretending to be horrified. "You expect me to walk round Morecambe all afternoon knickerless?"

Danny smirked. He could feel his cock hardening again at the thought of it.

"Then it's a good job I brought a spare pair then, isn't it?" She rummaged in her handbag and brought out another matching pair. "Be prepared, that's my motto. Now look away while I change them."

"But I've already seen them, and more," protested Danny.

"I know, but there might be someone passing by who hasn't," said Kath. "Now do as I say please."

She looked up and down the promenade and the nearby road then quickly stood, hitched up her clothes and dropped the stained knickers to the floor before quickly stepping into and pulling up the new ones and rearranging her clothes again.

"That's better," she said screwing the old ones into a paper bag and putting them to the bottom of her handbag. "Be prepared for emergencies. That's what my mother used to say!" She took the mac and laid it across Danny's lap.

"What's that for," he said.

"You'll see," she said pushing her right hand underneath and unzipping the flies on his trousers. His cock had gone limp again but it soon resurrected itself as she began jerking it back to life again, running her hand up and down its shaft. Within a minute it was at its lethal length and already Danny could feel a speck of precum moistening its tip. Kath continued her rubbing keeping an eye open for passing pedestrians and cyclists. A mother and her toddler who they had seen earlier on the other side of the road were walking back up the promenade. Kath withdrew her hand momentarily as they got closer, leaving the mac over Danny's exposed erect cock. The little boy lagged behind his mother and stared at them the whole time he walked by and Danny began to sweat nervously as he could feel the mac flapping slightly in the sea breeze, worrying in case it blew up exposing his sordid secret. It made him feel harder than ever. The mother called after him and soon they were a safe distance away.

Kath lifted the mac slightly. She could see that Danny was still very hard and resumed her actions again. Danny let out a loud gasp as his cum projected out in front of him onto the concrete floor of the shelter and dripped off the underside of the mac. Now it was Kath's turn to lick her fingers! Danny pushed his receding cock back inside his boxers and trousers and once he was covered up. Kath took the mac from his lap and licked a few specks of cum that were still evident.

It was now past four o'clock and the promenade was beginning to get busy. A few children were walking home from school and one or two dog walkers had appeared so they decided to head back towards where they had parked the car. Danny took Kath's hand and to anyone who met them they would be like a mother and her doting son, instead of two lovers. The clouds had cleared away and the sun had come out and there was still some warmth in the air considering it was early October.

Across the bay, the little village of Grange-Over-Sands could clearly be seen with the Lakeland hills standing proud in the distance. The tide had now turned and the sea was gradually filling up the little rivers and channels that made the sands so treacherous to anyone except the most experienced guide or fisherman. Kath stopped and leaned on the railings watching it for a few minutes, her hair being blown by the breeze.

"You wouldn't believe how dangerous these sands are," she said. "They look safe enough but the tide can soon fill the little rivers and cut you off on a sandbank within minutes."

"I know," said Danny. "Then there's the quicksand. I wouldn't like to go out there alone."

They got back to where Danny had parked the car and went across the road into a little café for a coffee. Then they walked up the promenade a little way into an amusement arcade where Kath managed to win a few pounds on one of the slot machines while Danny managed to win a cuddly teddy bear from one of the grab machines. He presented it to Kath as a memento of their day out.

It was past six o'clock when they got back to the car and set off for the journey home. Danny hadn't finished yet though, he drove along the main road past the shelter where they had had their little encounters towards the village of Hest Bank. He turned off and over the railway level crossing along a narrow road, past a static caravan site until he came to a small parking area. There were no other cars there and when he switched the engine off there was just silence, except for the sound of the wind and the occasional seagull.

"What have you come out here for?" said Kath. "It'll be dark soon."