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FANTASY or OBSESSION?
By Sid

Fantasy

I could not believe what I was doing and certainly knew it wasn't very rational. Next to me was my wife of 28 years and we were aboard a brightly painted Qantas Boeing 474 soon to land at Heathrow Airport. Kay was chattering away to the handsome blond haired adolescent boy sitting next to her as she leaned over him to look out of the window. I could see the little turd looking down her blouse and I watched as he adjusted the magazine he was using to cover the tenting in his pants from his large hard cock. Kay seemed completely oblivious to his pants and his attention to her breasts. Well, I hoped she was anyway.

I had known for the past 14 years I could never trust her again after I fronted her about her affair with her arrogant and highly overpaid prick of a boss. The smug bastard; I should have made his life fucking miserable like he had made mine. She only admitted the affair after I told her I was going to phone his wife and tell her what I knew already. His wife, Allison had become close friends with her and had asked her to keep an eye on Dan as she suspected he was having another of his very many affairs; the next time meant his second divorce. Of course Allison accepted what Kay said when she reported back that Dan was just so busy at work and there was no one else. I already knew she was fucking him but stupidly I was hell bent on saving my marriage if only for the kids' sake; well, for mine too; I loved her to death and couldn't imagine my life without her at the time, and just wanted their long affair stopped. When she confirmed their affair so callously, she ripped my heart out; not even a sorry; in fact she was angry I found out about it. In one breath she had destroyed our marriage vows and I was totally devastated. Within months my hair had turned grey. My friends who knew what was going on told me I was bloody stupid (well really it was more like that I was a fucking idiot) and should have kicked her out and made life very difficult for her boss. I surprised myself when I soon started to think about taking up the offer from a few "interesting friends" to arrange for a non-fatal accident for Dan. They owed me several favours and were very enthusiastic about making him pay. They had done it once before without my knowledge to someone who was making life difficult for me and I only found out by chance months later.

Kay was suffering a psychotic disorder when she had her affair and I took my wedding vows seriously about being there for her when she was "sick or ill health" but I didn't know how much it would hurt and keep hurting. It felt like a knife being twisted deep inside me and it had continued to do so since then. Had I learned to live with the pain? Definitely not and there were times when it got worse; so much worse. From what I had found out he had taken advantage of her one night at after work drinks but she hadn't stopped it and kept going back wanting more of his very large cock. Having sex with a dark skinned male with a large cock had been a favourite fantasy of hers since I had known her and his was indeed legendary around the wards at the hospital they both worked. Some of it wasn't work then of course. What was worse I started thinking back to previous events that I had not worried about during our marriage because had I trusted her completely. When I thought back to what had happened each of those times I wanted to be sick. How could I have even possibly believed that she had remained faithful? One of my younger sister's close friends had even tried to warn me years before about Kay but I had refused to believe her when she wouldn't say what she knew and how she knew it. She was a slut as well. One of the women I worked closely with who I confided in told me, "Once a slut, always a slut." I wasn't sure how that helped me but I had discovered since she had been a slut amongst sluts before I met her.

Even though I foolishly though nothing could happen on the plane, I should have intervened and stopped him getting his jollies at my expense; but my mind was miles away.

It had all happened so quickly. We hadn't long been back from a 7 day South Pacific cruise followed by a week in Noosa when I received a call from Pat, the Flight Centre travel agent who had looked after us so well. Another of her customers had won two return tickets to England along with some tours in London plus hotel accommodation and meals for 4 days along with car hire for another week and a half. The prize was transferable and they wanted to sell it cheaply to get the cash and Pat remembered I had jokingly asked her about holiday packages to England when we had paid for the cruise. I still don't know how I found the money so quickly but I did and now we were about to land. I thought that within the week my "email buddy" would most probably tell me to "fuck off" when I finally met her knowing she how much she valued her privacy. Maybe it could even cost me her friendship but I knew this could be the last chance I ever got to talk face to face with her………even if it was just to smile and say hello.

Really, the whole friendship was innocent enough. We had secretly been emailing for nearly 12 months and in all that time nothing had happened. Typically, as in most email friendships we both knew things about each other that our own spouses did not know. Initially, I had just so thoroughly enjoyed her dry wit and her incredible imagination. She turned out to be an extremely intelligent and compassionate woman and like me was in a difficult marriage; the bonus for me was when we exchanged photos and I saw she was stunningly beautiful. I didn't have a clue what she saw in me. Contact with her was more than good for me as it rekindled a love I had of writing……something I had inherited from my father. I wasn't going to suggest for a minute that I was any good at it, but it helped me get through some extremely difficult times and I enjoyed it.

For a while I couldn't understand why I was cut to the bone when she made an unkind comment (in jest) about a photo I had sent her after I shaved my beard off. It wasn't a very complimentary photo of me at all but I hadn't realized just how lousy it was. Normally I couldn't care less what people said about me……well, that's a lie; I do really; I just never show it………but her saying what she did really hurt. Hey, I am big boy and I will get over it someday……maybe, but I don't think I could forget the pain. To help, I have even grown my beard back. It was then that I realised that I had deep feelings for her and I cared immensely what she thought; probably far too much.

Very early she made it quite clear that under no circumstances would there be any exchange of nude or sexy photos. It wasn't her thing. She was very quick to add that she hated role-play situations and if that was what I wanted it would be the end of our contact. That suited me as I was just looking for an author or editor to talk to and remain friends with and she was there and kept answering my emails….and there were hundreds and hundreds of them. Besides I was sure a nude photo of me would have scared her away.

We lived a world apart. I lived in Queensland and she in England so we were always going to behave as there would be no temptation living so far apart. Interestingly, neither one of us had web cams or intended to get them.

It had started just as email contact about her stories and editing and her encouraging me to write and it developed into our friendship. Daily, I found I was ever increasingly looking forward to her emails every morning, afternoon and late at night. Trying to stay in close contact with someone living in a time zone 10 hours ago can be difficult as well as frustrating and looking back I could see now I was smitten by her very early in our contact so I didn't mind. I used to die inside whenever either one of us was away or our contact could not be maintained. It was never my intention to get infatuated with her but at the time I was extremely stressed and frustrated as well as a very lonely and sad person with a wife who should have been medicated but refused.

I loved her eyes so much. They were what first drew me to her like a moth to a flame. Her eyes had life in them and sparkled like stars. They penetrated me and whenever I closed my own eyes I could always see them. I found myself becoming increasingly fond of her and starting to care a great deal about her. I would never admit to myself and especially to her in case she laughed at me, that I actually loved her and I fooled myself for a long time that she was just my "special friend". Sometimes I would run into her on Literotica Chat but she was always so popular and chatting to a few blokes. I was conscious that I did not want to crowd her and give her any thought that I was "cyber stalking" her. I actually wasn't, so almost every time I just exited out but was finding it more and more painful each time. It just happened that I had a few minutes before dinner to go on line and she was up early before her household woke up. In any case, it was the only time I found I could ever access Lit Chat as every other time I tried I couldn't get on. I convinced myself that I wasn't jealous when I felt what I did knowing they had her complete attention and could have been talking about anything as does happen on chat lines. As I began to know her better I realized that although she loves to chat on line she had very high moral standards and that helped me deal with my feelings.

So why had I been sitting so long on a plane in cattle class? I wasn't sure. I did know my left knee ached and my back was sore and at least I was lucky and able to sleep until the aches got the better of me. I had time to consider that she might not even be there but she had said nothing in her last email to suggest they were going away again. I knew she would never fuck anyone but her husband but I certainly did not take the trip for that. Chances are that I would be lucky to get a hand shake or a peck on the cheek but even that would be worth it to me. Sadly her husband would only fuck her in her fertile time to try to make her pregnant and she didn't want any more children so sex life for her had been as bad as mine. Mine was shit. After Kay admitted to having sex with Dan she told me that as she wasn't going to be getting it from him any more then I wasn't going to be getting from her.

It was a small comment she made one day that started me thinking constantly. She mentioned her straight laced and prudish husband her had never played with her amazing 35C breasts; in fact no one had. I had seen a photo of her taken with a little cleavage and had made a passing comment about their size and guessed correctly. She mentioned that there had never been any foreplay in their marriage and he had never asked to see her beautiful body naked. I had admired her strength of character, bringing her virginity to her wedding night and staying faithful to him but was astounded when I discovered that no one had ever gone down on her. I could still recall thinking that although Kay had fucked more blokes than I could care to think about and I would be the last one to fuck her; that I was the first to go down on her. I was amazed at the time and still was, considering the number of times she had been fucked before I started going out with her and thought about how selfish the bastards were who had fucked her before me. They obviously didn't give a shit about her pleasure; she was probably just a beautiful girl to get a great blow job from or to just have sex with. I can still remember Kay asking what I was doing and to stop as it was "dirty". I just kept on and soon she was addicted to having me lick, suck and nibble on her pussy. I smiled to myself when I thought about the number of times I ended up with her pubes in my mouth or caught in my teeth until I talked her into shaving. I used to love to listen to her hard and fast breathing and then to her cuming. All that was so long ago now……….. ancient history really.

So this was only a fantasy I suddenly had the chance to fulfil. The speed at which I agreed to purchase the package made me wonder if in fact I had become obsessed about getting very close to her. I would give anything to be the first to show my friend about the amazing pleasure of cunnilingus but I was scared it could open a real Pandora's Box. I had not even thought of the consequences if one or both of us wanted to go further and fuck let alone what would she do if she wanted it again after I was gone. Her husband would never dream of doing anything like it.

Suddenly, I was filled with so much doubt. As my doubt grew, feed by my insecurity about how she felt especially when I remembered her telling me one day that I was just one of the many men she corresponded with and now I seriously wondered if she would laugh at me if she knew how deeply I felt about her or what I dreamed of doing. I knew if that happened I would be totally destroyed but I was convinced deep down I hadn't misjudged her.

I was brought back to reality by the pilot's announcement to fasten seat belts and put our trays up. I always travelled with my seat belt done up as a matter of safety and I looked over to Kay and was sure I was only just in time to see her hand away from the teenager's pants. God his cock looked huge hidden under his loose cargo pants. Maybe I was mistaken but I was sure I saw her hand leaving his hard cock and I wondered if our marriage would soon be going through another difficult patch or even be over and we would be going our separate ways. I had spent long hours talking with friends and family I could trust and all still had the same advice, "Now that the kids had finished high school just get rid of the cheating bitch!" None of my friends or family had ever forgiven her. I hadn't forgiven or forgotten.

The landing was smooth but it seemed to take a long time to get to the terminal. Kay had pulled her thick coat from under her seat and had it across her lap in readiness to exit the plane. It was going to be cold. It was the worst time of year to visit England and according to what I had read on Nine MSN before we left Brisbane, was worse than usual. Kay and her teenage friend had no idea I was watching them and she still pretended to be looking out the window again as she leaned towards the boy. Her coat was large enough that it also covered part of their arms, hands and laps. He must have been stupid thinking I could not see that he was rubbing Kay's pussy through her jeans while she was rubbing his cock again. I wondered briefly what they had been up to while I had slept most of the way to London. I didn't care anymore. Well, that was a terrible lie……..I still loved her so much it hurt. But I was jealous and fed up with the bitch but even worse I was totally discussed in myself in allowing her to help me waste so many years of what little life I had left. She could do what she liked. I was going to finally meet someone I had grown to love and so desperately wanted to meet. Even if nothing happened, the trip would be worth it just to hug her in a greeting of some sort. I was happy to forget about the sex. That was just fantasy; I only wanted to finally meet her.

The other thing that pushed me on impulse to purchase the trip was that I had recently been told I had a health problem. Not fatal at the moment but my plans to live beyond the next 10 to 15 years had been shattered when I was told my circulatory system was going to fail catastrophically and there was virtually nothing I could do about it. It wasn't like I was old or anything and my arteries were squeaky clean. Well I certainly didn't think 55 was old….although Kay did and told me frequently. Worse still was that my condition could speed up and could take me earlier if I couldn't control my stress levels and I knew Kay was the major source of stress in my life.

Collecting our baggage and getting through Customs was a nightmare but we finally exited the airport terminal. I had only half been listening to Kay whinge about everything while we were waiting and I had been starting to think that it was a shame one of the baggage handlers at Brisbane Airport had not put drugs in her baggage like they had to a poor girl going to Bali some years before. I loved the cold weather we had in Brisbane. My on-line buddy made fun of me when I would tell her how cold it was during our winter when it dropped to 10C or that I never went swimming in our pool in summer unless the water temperature was 30C or higher…..a true Queenslander. I loved it when she did that and I smiled every time. Now this was really cold and I immediately understood what she had being saying. It was so cold and damp that it quickly chilled me to the bone and I wasn't prepared or dressed for what I had found myself in. Luckily we found the bus to take us to our hotel before I froze to death.

Guess who complained about the hotel room. It may have been old but it was clean and neat. What did she expect? Everything was old in England but the meals were great. What was her problem?

We spent the next three days doing what tourists do in London and seeing what we had to see and taking hundreds of photos with my new Nikon SLR. I told Kay I was anxious to get out of London as I had enough of the crowds. Never had I seen so many people together in my life and didn't want to again. It was worse than Expo. In truth, I dreamed about finally looking into her eyes and maybe holding her. The fact that I had heard Kay on the phone to her young boyfriend from the plane arranging to meet him on day four and I had enough of her bullshit had nothing to do with it at all.

So first thing day four I picked up our little Ford hire car and we left. The traffic and road rules were confusing but with the help of the GPS we were finally on our way to a small obscure village in the Midlands; I think from what I saw that description just about included them all. Kay was really pissed off with me. She didn't know I knew about her planned meeting with her toy boy and was complaining we needed a rest day back in London "to do our own thing for a day." Anyway, I felt sure I was going to be in trouble when my secret on-line love discovered I was so close, so who cared. I knew my secret friend had felt at ease with me because I lived in the "colonies" (our little joke) and told me things she had never told anyone else she had met on-line because we would never meet.

It turned out to be a pleasant drive even though it was a Saturday and the weekend drivers were out and about in force disrupting traffic and the tourists seemed to be all driving dangerously as they fumbled their way around the countryside. Top Gear had never warned about weekend driving in England in all the episodes I had seen. I didn't really care and I could feel my heart pumping harder and harder the closer we got to Northamptonshire.

Although I wanted to speed to be near her, we made some stops along the way looking at the old buildings and other things that make tourists excited. I found it hard to believe that people could still be living in or using such old buildings. The oldest we had in Australia were built when most of these buildings were already old.

I had spent some of my time wisely at night while we were in London and had found and booked what seemed to be a nice little Bed and Breakfast for Saturday and Sunday nights in the village. Where we went after that I didn't care. Maybe my ancestral village in Yorkshire might be nice. Kay was less than happy when she saw our accommodation was next to an old (well, it was built over 200 years ago and that was old to me) Catholic Church believing that her sleep-in on Sunday morning would be disrupted by their singing and noisy people chatting out the front after the service. For me, it was a bonus and possibly the key to meeting her.

Actually, the partitioners seemed like a nice bunch of people. I was up and outside a long time before the service and nodded greetings to them as they walked past as I cleaned the little Ford rental. My heart jumped out of my mouth as I recognized three children from their photos that had been sent to me. They were walking slowly with their father and an older couple who I presumed were their grandparents. I smiled at them and the little two girls waved to me as the woman looked at me harshly for being nice to her grandchildren.

The next hour went so slowly for me and my heart was in my mouth the whole time. I still didn't know exactly where they lived. Would I have to follow them home and somehow manage to meet them or could I arrange to meet their father and befriend him as a way of meeting his wife? I was at a loss. Maybe my trip had been a total waste of time and I began to worry I would never see her.

Strangely, I was not sure when I became aware of an old white van parked at the kerb in front of the church. Normally I wouldn't have taken much interest but I thought it was very odd that the driver remained inside the whole time and was trying hard not to be seen. Maybe he was waiting to take someone home. "Strange land, strange customs," I thought to myself.

A couple of girls came out to play before the end of what I thought would have been the last hymn as it sounded like one of those we used to sing in that part of the service in my younger years. I recognised the oldest child immediately and watched them for a few minutes before continuing my labours on the car, all the time my panic increasing tenfold ever minute. I saw movement in my peripheral vision and heard a muffled cry and as I turned I saw the van driver holding a struggling little girl as he carried her away towards his van. His hand covered her mouth and she was unable to scream. God, he was taking one of the girls. It was my friend's daughter; I had heard so much about her I felt I almost knew her.

I reacted quickly and somehow sailed over the fence. I had never been good at hurdling at school when I was younger and I did not even realise what I had done. Reaching the pair I grabbed his shoulder and pulled her out of his arms. He dropped her but as he did so he pulled a flick knife from his pocket and as he opened it he pushed it into my stomach and then repeated the action twice more. My god! What searing pain. "You fucking mongrel bastard," I thought as I gritted my teeth to try to lessen the pain but it didn't work and from somewhere deep inside adrenalin kicked in and I grabbed his hand as he tried to stab me a fourth time and twisted it forcing his already bloodied knife back into him. His eyes opened wide and so did his mouth as I forced his knife upwards then turned it about knowing I was cutting this prick up inside because I wanted him to really hurt for trying to steal Amy and for stabbing me. I had always told myself my army training would be useful one day although this wasn't what I quite had in mind. I turned and yelled, "Amy run inside and get help!" As I turned she saw the blood pouring from my open wounds and started screaming hysterically.

I couldn't believe I was in so much pain. I continued to look at Amy as I bit my bottom lip as my legs seemed to get weaker. The stranger was already on the ground twitching as he lay dying. I had left his knife buried deep in him. I soon followed him to the ground dropping like a sack of potatoes. I was lying in my own warm blood curled up on the ground as tightly as I could trying to get some relief from the unimaginable pain. Funny what you start to think about as you think your life is fading away. I thought from the amount of blood I was losing that I had very little time left. At least Amy was safe. I could hear her screaming but she was OK and would get a chance to grow into a beautiful young woman. Her attempted abductor lay on the ground beside me already dead. I had always been a very non-violent person but maybe I must have somehow pushed his knife upwards into his heart before I twisted it and moved it about slicing other vital organs.

Of course I did; I knew what I was doing when I did it. That is what I was trained to do years ago. At least I wouldn't have to spend hours answering endless police questions now. I thought about my children and so long as they or their children were alive that I would still be around. What did my father call us? Then I remembered………big bags of DNA whose role it was to breed to make sure our DNA strands continued. I somehow felt comfortable with that but I was sad that I would never meet the woman I now loved. Well my holiday was completely buggered now. I knew my time was limited before, but this was not quite what I expected.

As my vision was fading I was watching little Amy standing there with her hands over her cheeks screaming endlessly. I saw shadowy figures running towards her from inside the church. Some stopped and started screaming as well while some others ran towards me. I felt their hands as they rolled me over. I could hear Amy yelling that they had to save me because I had saved her from the man trying to take her. I didn't think it was possible but the pain got worse as they moved me but I felt it was too late for me as everything started to go black and I wondered what it was like where I was going next. There had to be something after this.

It seems I didn't die after all............luckily for me; but it was close. He had missed my vital organs but had severed a major artery and I had lost so much blood by the time the ambulance arrived and sped me to hospital. I didn't have a clue as to how long I had been there and I think I was sometimes sort of conscious but was not sure. I heard doctors talking about coma and potential damage from loss of blood but it all meant nothing to me. I couldn't open my eyes but I could hear a little girl talking to her mother. I couldn't move and I hurt so much. Not as much as before but I certainly knew the pain was there. I felt the sheet moving and realized someone was picking up it up at my hips. I heard the little girl talking again as she told her mummy that I had a nice looking penis and did she want to look at it as well. Her mother didn't answer but then the little girl asked what the tube was. Obviously her mother looked this time and told her it was a catheter for taking away my wee. My mind was racing trying to think who they could have been and where was my "loving" wife. I had not heard her voice. She should at least have been by my bedside. The penny dropped. I now was pretty sure who they were. I was so close to my secret love and I couldn't even open my eyes or even talk. I should have been frustrated but I lay there in comfort just knowing I was so close to her. I tried hard to smell her perfume but the mask on my face prevented that but at least she was near me.

I lay there for endless hours in darkness listening to mother and daughter talk as one of the monitors attached to me kept beeping at regular intervals in the background. At times the little girl would stand next to me and stroke my face and talk to me pleading for me not to die as she cried a little. Sometimes she leaned over the bed and hugged me. She made me miss my own children and grandchildren. Her mother sounded like an angel........ be it one with a funny accent.....but they all seemed to have funny accents here..... telling her little girl that the doctors said I shouldn't die now and it was only going to be a matter of time before I woke up. I was drifting in and out of sleep now. I was sure the little girl must have been almost living in my room as she seemed always with me. Over the passing time, I felt the sheet lifted so many times followed by little giggles.

Funny how your thoughts can change when you have so much time to think about your plans or actions. There was no way I was sorry I came to England. If I hadn't, that beautiful little girl who was giving me hugs all the time and shedding tears for me every day, would most probably be dead or worse. What I started to realize was that if I had proceeded with my fantasy and got into Amy's mothers pants even if it was only for her first experience with oral sex, I would be no better than Kay's dipshit boss and then I don't think I could have lived with myself. I had listened to this wonderful and caring woman and mother whenever I was awake and they seemed to be always there for me. If only I could look into her eyes and hold her for a few moments I would be more than happy. In fact my trip and pain would have been well worth it and I found myself no longer thinking about her sexually but more as a very close friend again the way it should always have been. She was someone who was there when I needed her; again.

Time blurred so days and nights meant nothing to me. A few times I realized others were there and my friend was gone. I heard things said and done I had never wanted to hear but could do nothing to stop them.

One day I heard an older man arrive and the little girl ran to meet him. I remembered my grandchildren running to meet me the same way and I missed them so much. His voice was calming and reassuring and I knew it from somewhere. Then I remembered. He was the first to reach me when I lay on the footpath in the pool of my own blood and I felt comforted at the time listening to his warm calm voice telling me I would be OK. Everything was black by then and his voice was the last thing I heard apart from Amy screaming. From the way he spoke to the little girl, he must have been her grandfather so I knew who he was. He told her that her father was home looking after Kay as she was too distraught to come up to see me too often. If only he knew what I had heard. He laughed as he told his little princess that she had made the BBC World News with a story about her being rescued by an Australian tourist who was almost killed and how she refused to leave his hospital bed.

Inwardly I was upset. It hadn't even crossed my mind that she and her mother were here that much. I knew I had a few tears in my eyes as I listened to them and then I felt a small hand wipe them away. I heard her mother again this time greeting her father-in-law. God I loved her voice. Funny though, when I used to read her emails she always sounded like a Queenslander and now I had to get used to a new voice. I wanted so badly to open my eyes. I tried to move my hand, anything, to let them know I was awake. Finally, as I felt small fingers stroking my face again I forced my arm to move and bend and i was able to put my hand over hers. I still couldn't open my eyes but I could hear the little girl squealing with excitement. I heard her grandfather tell them he would get a nurse or doctor as he raced away and I felt another hand cover mine. It could only have been her mother. Her hand was so warm and so soft and gentle. She kept her hand over mine until the doctors arrived then she and her daughter were asked to wait outside the room as the doctors wanted to check me out again. When they had let my hand go it had dropped to the bed and did not move again. The doctors murmured to each other then called the mother back in and told her it just must have been an involuntary movement of some kind and that it was still touch and go for me. I could hear the doctors talking about me and in front of me as though I was just a piece of meat. Amy must have quietly slipped into the room and on hearing what they were saying put her hand on my face again and started to cry.

I somehow found the inner strength to move my arm and hand again to where I hoped her little face might be as i could feel her breath and falling tears on my face. I was lucky and guessed well and was able to rest my open hand against her wet cheek. Feeling her tears wetting my hand brought more to my ears. I thought Amy was sweet being there for me. I was told later that everyone in the room stopped talking and watched with open mouths as my hand touched her face. I heard her grandfather returning saying he had phoned his son to tell them I had moved and they were all on their way up. He too stopped in his tracks when he saw my hand on her face. Amy grabbed my hand and held it against to her face and I felt more of her tears as I felt my strength failing and my hand started to slip away as I drifted back into blackness.

I did not know when it started; maybe it was from my touching Amy but whenever I became aware of others in the room someone was always holding one of my hands now. Usually it was the little girl but sometimes it was her mother and I could feel my heart thumping whenever she touched me. I became more aware of what was happening around me as I gained strength and was able to touch the little girl's face again. This time she said nothing but i could feel her tears wetting my hand again. I was sure it was her one day when I felt a gentle kiss on my face so I tried again to touch her only to realize that I had obviously managed to put my hand on her breast. It took a few seconds but the thought occurred to me that her mother was the only one with breasts in the room. She didn't remove my hand and she kissed me again; this time on my lips. I heard a little voice saying, "Oh mummy, you are naughty! Can I kiss him too?" I forced myself and found I could open my eyes slightly and although it took a few seconds was able to see a little when the brightness subsided.

I looked into the face of one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Her eyes were closed as she kept kissing me softly. Then I noticed the face of a little princess near mine as she tried to push her mother away so she could kiss my lips as well. I keep gazing at her mother as Amy calmly said, "Mummy, his eyes are open." With a start she pulled back from me as she opened her eyes and returned my gaze. Finally, I was finally able to look into those amazing eyes that had made me fall in love again. I could see she wanted to say something but the moment was lost when the little girl pushed in and planted her soft lips on mine. I could swear that she had slipped her little tongue into my mouth as she did so. Maybe I was mistaken but then what had touched my tongue? They tell you that drugs can do that to you every time you know. The little girl disengaged herself and ran to the nurse's station to get someone.

I didn't care what happened now. Amy's mother had kissed me. I could die happy. As I looked into her eyes, she told me that words could never express how grateful she was that I was there when I was and went to her little girls rescue but she was not happy that I had made the trip. I smiled and happily drifted off again thinking about her soft lips on mine. It seems I was out to it by the time the nurse arrived being pulled along by an excited little girl.

When I next woke and opened my eyes the room was crowded with everyone except the one I now cared so much about. I was told later that it was suggested she stay at home to get some rest and look after her youngest two children. It seemed Amy's grandmother been looking after them while Amy and her mother sat vigil and the novelty of having the little ones around her feet had worn off. Kay and Amy's father had done all of the usual tourist things to give her something to do and get her mind off what had happened. As I looked around the room, I couldn't help but notice how close Kay was standing to Amy's father; actually inappropriately close. Maybe I was jumping to conclusions as it was a small crowded room but even though my memory was hazy I remembered what they had done in my room thinking I was unconscious. Amy's grandfather was standing next to my head and

I was surprised when Kay made a big act of rushing to me and trying to kiss me for the second time in 14 years but I turned my head away. The hypocrisy made me sick and I pretended to drift away again. I heard the grandfather tell everyone I was obviously very tired and they should all go and have a long lunch and come back afterwards. He and Amy stayed. When they were all gone he spoke to me saying, "They are all gone now except Amy and me. You can open your eyes again. As I opened my eyes I thought, "This bloke is pretty smart."

He went on to say, "I am sorry you had to see that and I am disgusted in my son." My throat was sore and my mouth was dry but I managed to reply, "I swore next time she cuckolded me I would divorce her and set out to totally destroy her and her lover as well as anyone who got in the way." That's what I wanted them all to think but in truth I was shattered that she had done it again but why did I still love her? He looked worried and left to make a phone call. I gathered he was nearby as I could make out some words he was saying. Amy took the opportunity to start chatting to me. I tried to hear what her grandfather was saying on his mobile phone but little girls have a way of distracting you when they tell you how much they love your penis then comparing yours with the others she had seen.

We started talking about other things when he returned. Eventually he bit the bullet and said, "It's not really like you think it is you know." Just for effect, I looked at him few a few seconds then relied, "How stupid did everyone think I was? It was part of my job for so long to read faces and body language and I was exceptionally good at it. In any case, they have fucked here in my room several times thinking Amy and I were asleep. At least Amy was asleep and missed it all." He responded, "Amy wasn't asleep either. She told me what they were doing at night when they were here." I felt so sorry for Amy now. No little girl should see her father fucking a slut. He went on to tell me how sorry he was but it had been so long since his son had shown any interest in a woman. He said he had hoped that I would never find out and we would return to Australia when I was well and then life would have returned to normal for everyone. I thought to myself, "What on earth would he wish that on me for?"

He went on to tell me he had even warned them both that it was becoming very obvious what was going on and even Blind Freddy could see it. He added that he could understand my anger and thanked me for not causing a scene earlier. I kept watching his face as I said, "I haven't finished with them yet and they will regret their actions. Sadly, I think a lot of people who are involved will get caught up and struggle with the purge as well." His face gave him away as he replied, "You are serious about destroying them aren't you?" I had had a long time to think about the various scenarios of what I would do to them and I responded, "Yes, very. The media will have a field day at everyone's expense when she is publicly exposed as a slut and he as a selfish and uncaring bastard (I thought about using the "C-bomb" but decided not to for Amy's sake) for cuckolding me as I lay in a hospital bed a bee's dick away from death after I save his daughter. " I heard Amy, "Grandad? Do bees have dicks? I never knew."

His face remained grim but I had to smile at Amy's question. I went on, "Your son is married to a stunningly beautiful woman and he fucks mine. They will pay dearly." His comeback was quick and it was obvious that he had already prepared his answer when our conversation came to this point, "My wife and I are interested in umm......compensating you for your emotional pain in order to keep this from public comment..... but there would be a couple of conditions." I remained silent and keep looking at his face. He dropped his eyes and continued, "Firstly that you do not tell his wife what they are doing. We have witnessed her fiery wroth once already for something else and do not wish to go through that again and secondly, and this might sound strange but whatever Kay has done to our son has changed him and we like the new version so we want you to let them keep having their affair without letting them know you are aware of what is happening." I think my reply was to the point when I tried to yell but couldn't, "You have to be fucking kidding me aren't you? Why on earth do you think I would let that happen? l want my pound of flesh and I will have it!" "Please seriously listen and consider what we have to offer before you destroy all of us?" he pleaded. His voice changed and became more forceful, "The damage to your marriage has already been done and their continued fucking isn't going to change the fact that your wife has cheated on you and our son has cheated on his wife. You have us in very difficult position and I, well we are willing to make it worthwhile to let the affair continue." I closed my eyes and covered them with my hand pretending to be upset. He softened and said, "I feel partly to blame as it was my wife who told our son to drive Kay around and show her the tourist sites not even thinking what our very conservative son would be interested sexually."

He tried to divert the conversation a little and told me that from what he understood Kay and his son had already discussed with doctors that I would be going back to stay at their place while I recuperated but that was a week or two away at least, maybe more. The doctors had no idea how long it would be before I would be allowed to fly home due to the damage the knife had done. No wonder the bitch was happy to have Amy's mother next to me most of the time. She obviously was getting what she was after back at the house. I knew Kay was hard to resist and it would have been her that had done the seducing. Even at 48 she looked hot and looked much much younger.

I suddenly found the urge to laugh. Amy's grandfather looked on quizingly and asked, "What's so funny?" Obviously I could not tell him how ironic the situation was. I had originally come to England to try to meet with his daughter-in-law and discover my ever so loving wife has been fucking his son while I lay near death being looked after by his granddaughter and her mother. I wasn't about to tell him I loved his daughter-in-law and I finally replied, "Just the irony." It didn't answer his question but I sensed he was happy that my anger had subsided and their reputations might just stay intact. He told me what he and his wife had in mind. Their offer was more than interesting as our marriage was already unsteady and although I loved her so much, I was thinking of divorcing Kay before we made the trip but knew I couldn't. So it was a win win for everyone except for his daughter-in-law.

I am sure Amy sensed the tension and knew what she was doing. As we all sat in silence deep in thought, Amy stood and started to practise some limited dance steps in the confines of the small room. She was lovely to watch and every time she turned to face us she smiled. We couldn't help but return her smile. When she had finished we started talking again but about other things again.

We "discovered" we both l enjoyed photography (although I already knew of his passion) and I commented that I thought that I believed he had a perfect model in Amy's mother. He agreed and told me he had already taken thousands of photos of her then I smiled and told him I was very envious. I had to be careful not to give any hint I had been emailing his son's wife and tried to laugh at some of his jokes but it hurt far too much so the jokes stopped. I asked him everyone's names and he pulled out some photos to show me as he told me who they were. He was very good at his hobby. I looked at his face and eyes as he showed me some he had taken of Amy's mother. I could see so much love and affection there it was like reading a book written in large print. I said to him that from the sound of it he liked her a lot and he replied that she was his favourite and she was the only one who had ever stood up to his wife and he respected and loved her so much more for that. He continued to tell me that everyone in the village loved her and she asked nothing in return when she helped someone out. Then he added that she stopped whatever she was doing when he visited and made him feel like he was an important part of their lives and always treated him with affection unlike some others in his family. At least now I would not get caught out if I mentioned a name. I asked him what his wife thought about her son and my wife being adulterers of the worst kind and he replied she had said nothing apart from she knew it was happening but he believed she was secretly pleased as even she saw the changes. He told me that she had at first been very wary of my wife but when Kay told her after a few glasses of wine that she had wanted 6 or 8 kids but I had made her stop at four they became good friends. He went on to say she thought that Kay must have been a good catholic girl to have wanted so many children and that I should not have stopped her. It hurt laughing so much at what he had said.

He continued and told me that Amy had told him it was just like Sleeping Beauty when I opened my eyes except I was the princess and her mother was the prince. The time went so quickly for a change and I was enjoying myself. Amy was such a bright little girl. She missed nothing and spoke well in adult conversation. Her mother had been right.

All too soon everyone returned. I heard them coming and it wasn't missed by Amy's grandfather that I had my eyes almost closed as I watched them walk into the room. Amy's father and Kay came in last and it didn't escape me that they were still so close to each other and they lightly held each other's hands. Amy was far beyond her young years and saved me from saying something I probably would have regretted later when she came over to me and gave me a big hug and lightly kissed my cheek. Stepping back she told everyone I was still asleep. As Kay left the room I heard her saying that she thought it had been such a wasted visit. Such a loving wife.

The police finally caught up with me. I gave them my statement and they told me there would be no charges as several reliable witnesses had already told them the exact same thing. The next a few weeks went quickly as I gained some strength and all the tubes and monitors were removed. Little Amy finally agreed to go home at nights so long as her mother brought her back every day and I only had a small price to pay to have her mother with me. I found pretending to be asleep was the best way of avoiding some visitors but her grandfather knew better and always spoke to me when no one else was around and of course I always conversed with him. Frequently when Amy thought I was asleep she would lift my sheet at my hips to look at my penis. I jumped a few times when she actually touched it after the catheter had been removed for the last time. She became gamer and few times started to stroke it. One day when her mother had gone on a quick toilet visit I was sure Amy kissed it. Once or twice when I thought her mother was looking as well I found myself getting quite hard thinking that she was interested enough to peek. When that happened all I could hear was little voice saying, "Oh wow. This is so cool. Look again mummy." Her mother never stopped her and strangely neither did I.

When I could walk up the corridor and back a few times with the aid of a walker and Amy of course, I was released from hospital and moved into one of the 5 bedrooms at Amy's parent's house. Her father suggested Kay have a separate room so that I could rest; did he think I was fucking stupid as well as invalided and of course Kay agreed acting like the concerned wife she was. I suspected even this arrangement was going to cramp their activities. I was basically still housebound so Kay was still being shown around the different tourist sights while Amy's mother maintained her loving assistance which suited me more than I could ever have thought possible. She told me she wouldn't sponge bath me although Amy offered to one day when I asked them as a joke. Amy told me later she used to help the nurses bath me some times in hospital when her mother went for short walk.

One day she was asked to help a local pensioner with their computer and Kay and her lover had to stay at home to look after the invalid as well as wait for the kids to get home from school. I was tired after a long physio session and was lying on the bed with eyes closed as I listened to the two lovers making out downstairs. Every few minutes I sensed someone at the door checking on me then they would start again. Finally I heard him say he wanted it have sex badly but only if I didn't wake up and catch them and that his life and marriage would be ruined if I did. I think he may have been more worried about what I could do to him with a kitchen knife if I caught them. His father had told him of the ease in which I dispatched Amy's attacker so quickly even though I was badly injured. Kay came into the room talking to me but I "remained asleep". I could hear her as she was going through the box of drugs the hospital had sent home with me then I heard a slight chuckle and the rattle of a pill bottle. She picked a glass of water from next to the bed and lifted my head saying, "You are due for these now. Can you take them please?" I opened my eyes and took the two tablets from her and pretended to put them in my mouth and swallow them with some water. I dropped my head again and gave a slight snore. I heard another chuckle as she left the room. She came back and checked on me some minutes later and tried to "wake me" but couldn't. He must have been waiting in her room as she could not even wait till she left me and she was undressing. I heard him say that they had to be quick as the kids would be home from school soon and then that was soon followed by soft moaning with the bed squeaking. No guesses knowing what they were doing.

I heard them both cuming and then his groaning as she was more than likely sucking on his cock to get him hard again. I remembered when she used to do that all for me. A few times I thought about trying to get up and make a big deal about shutting her door letting them know I knew all about their infidelity but then remembered my arrangement with his father. I had had enough of listening to them when Amy appeared in my room shutting the door behind her. I realized she must have seen her dad fucking Kay as she would have had to walk past her room so I asked her if she had seen them. She replied that she had and that they were both naked and she had even stopped to watch them for a while as Kay rode her daddy like she was riding a horse and his penis was inside her. Then she giggled like little girls have a tendency to do. She went on to say that it looked exciting and a lot of fun and wanted to try it. She then hugged me and asked me if she could fuck me like that. My jaw dropped and by the time I struggled with an answer her little hand was inside my pants tugging on my penis. I didn't want to hurt her feelings and reject her outright, destroying her confidence and pride so I told her she was very beautiful that I wasn't feeling well and maybe some other time might be better. I thought to myself like 10 years or so. What really scared me was that my penis had gotten rock hard as she handled it as she said, "We can you know. I'm not a virgin anymore and last holidays I let two black boys......." and I put my finger against her sweet lips and told her she could tell me later. She smiled as she lay down next to me and cuddled me as we both went to sleep listening to the two lovers' noisy little romp. I woke up as the door opened and there was Amy's mother looking at me. As she stepped in and shut the door behind her she noticed Amy. I had forgotten she was here beside me a little earlier. I rolled over and immediately saw what she was looking at. There was Amy dancing naked. God she was beautiful. She looked so perfect; just like you would imagine a naked elf or wood nymph would look. Then I realized what I had just thought and felt so guilty. As she danced it was like I was her audience and she only wanted to see me. Both of us said nothing as we watched her finish her dance and then we clapped quietly. Amy came over to me and hugged me and then went to her mother who whispered that she danced beautifully and for her to get dressed and help me downstairs for dinner. I hadn't expected that sort of response after her finding her daughter naked in my room.

During dinner I mentioned that I was feeling a bit better and wanted to try to start walking again. I had already lost so much weight during my hospital stay but that didn't help keep me as healthy as I could be. I already knew the answer but asked if it was safe to walk about at night here. Amy's father quickly replied that it was and maybe I could walk with his wife in case I had some problems as she walked most nights. I smiled and said that would be nice and I thanked him as I nodded to his wife. I hoped she didn't mind. I knew that I wasn't going to do the wrong thing and make a move on her. It would be nice just to walk quietly next to her and listen to her every word as she spoke to me. Why was my heart beating so fast though?

Dinner was finishing and Amy had the biggest grin on her face as she walked up to me with her hands hidden behind her back. Everyone was quiet and smiling as she hugged me and took a step back and held her hands out. Looking down I saw the old IPod that my daughter had given me some months earlier. I thought it was gone forever. When I had asked for in hospital I was told it was stuffed as it had been soaked in my blood as I lay on the ground. As she handed it to me she said, "Now whenever you use it you will remember me. Mummy had it fixed for you. It's as good as new now except it still has a big scratch on it."

I sat quietly for a few minutes looking at the IPod wondering about the scratch and looked up and asked, "Did anyone see the cover?" No one spoke then i remembered. It had been the IPod and the cover that probably saved my life. The attacker had tried to stab me a fourth time. I could see it clearly in my mind now. Something had deflected his blade and gave me time to grab his wrist and turn his blade back on him. The memories were painful and I remained quiet as I slowly stood up and silently left the room. Amy chased me out and was crying as she grabbed my hand and asked, "Have I done something wrong?" I knew that the past weeks had been traumatic for her but my god she cried a lot. I tried to lean over into her to hug her but the pain from my wounds made me catch my breath. She saw the look on my face and hugged me again. I held her close and responded, "No sweetie. I am so happy what you and your mummy have done for me. I will treasure this IPod forever cos you got it fixed for me. You are right. Every time I see it i will always think of both of you." And we hugged even tighter.

It was about 9:30 that night when we finally went for our walk. I told Kay not to wait up as we would probably take a long time as it was going to have to be a very slow walk. My wounds were healing but my stomach was still hurting from trying to hug Amy but I said nothing. I saw the smile on Kay's face as she looked over to her lover. We left them and walked for what seemed like forever as we chatted about our children. Then we happened to stop for a moment and looked at each other. I saw her eyes shining even in the moon light and I wanted to hug her to thank her for being there for me but suddenly I was too shy; too embarrassed and afraid of rejection. I felt unsure of myself and stupidly grinned and she laughed as we continued. I had missed my opportunity but she was next to me so I had still achieved my fantasy.

We had ceased talking so I took my IPod out of my pocket I put the ear pieces in and hit play. It was on random. Unfortunately the first four songs to play were some of my favourites. The first was "I Will Love You All My Life" by Foster and Allen. I was looking at my companion as we walked and as the song touched me my eyes misted up. I could live with that being the incurable romantic I am. The second turned out to be "Saved By the Bell" by the Bee Gees. I was struggling now. It was one of my all time favourites. I kept watching trying to see her face in the low light. I knew I had a few tears but I was still safe as she wouldn't be able to see them as i wiped them with my fingers. I hoped the third would cheer me up but it turned out to be "I Will Always Love You" by Whitney Houston. This was getting difficult and I had to blow my nose and somehow wipe my tears. I couldn't believe it but the next had been my Mother's favourite song when she was alive. "Love Me Tender" by Elvis. As the song started I thought of my mother and the last moments of her life as she had called out to me and then how close I came to join her before my time. I tried to clear my thoughts and realized I was still watching my companion as we walked on and my thoughts about her seemed to fill my mind again. It took until the end of the song but I finally lost it and I could barely see for my tears. My breathing pattern changed as I tried to hold back what I suspected was coming. As I took a deep breath to ward of the tears she looked and turned towards me to hold me maybe thinking I was in pain. As soon as her arms reached around me I was gone. I couldn't help it. What was I doing? It must have been obvious to her I was crying. So much had happened to me and now I was crying as well.

It took a few minutes to dawn on me that she was holding me tightly with her head tucked firmly into my chest. She was crying as well. I put my arms around her for the first time and held her. We stayed like that long after the tears stopped and we were enjoying our time together. She lifted her head to speak to me just as I looked down to talk to her. Our faces were only inches apart as I looked into her misty eyes and leaned closer and gently kissed the remnants of her salty tears away. I tried to say something but she moved her head a little and then kissed my lips. I don't regret having done it but I thought maybe I shouldn't have. It is something I will never know, but when I slipped my tongue into her mouth I think I may have unleashed a hidden passion. We stopped for a moment to catch our breaths and gaze into each other's eyes again when she returned my kiss, tongue and all.

I kissed her cheeks and moved slowly down her slender neck kissing gently. She must have enjoyed it as she tilted her neck to give me easier access as I thought for a brief second about releasing her from my arms and holding her breasts. But she felt so good when I held her I never wanted to let her go, so I just continued my little kisses on her neck then moved back to her lips. We must have been in each other's arms for 30 minutes or more but who was watching the time. Then she let me go and stepped back and said, "I'm so sorry. I'm a married woman and I shouldn't be doing this with you." I gazed longingly into her eyes and nodded as I said, "I……I never meant for that to happen. I can't say I didn't enjoy it but I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was a combination of the music and walking with you; my life has been shit for so long or perhaps it is some sort of delayed shock from the…you know; and and maybe i think I really need to face the truth and tell you that I love you," and I shut up and lowered my head to somehow minimize my embarrassment and turned to walk back to her house.

It didn't take much for her to catch me as I could only walk slowly. She grabbed my arm to stop me and moved in front facing me blocking my way. She lifted her face as she pulled my head down. Our lips met again and her tongue entered my mouth again. When she finally stopped she said, "I enjoyed it too, but I still don't know what you see in me and why you made the trip to see me." I tried to laugh but was cut short and I doubled over in pain again from my wounds. I had to remember not to laugh. She was worried about me and held me until the pain subsided. That felt so nice. We still had to walk home but she wanted to race home and have a car brought back for me but I told her I wanted to spend my time with her walking quietly together and not on the back seat of their car. I suddenly realized how funny that was when she smiled but I wasn't game to laugh again.

I hoped when we got back the pair of lovers was finished for the night. Before we opened the front door, I leaned over and kissed her ever so lightly on lips and told her how much the night had meant to me and if she wanted me gone from her life that we would leave in the morning. She put her hand to my cheek and said, "There is something you should know. I don't know if I can tell you now. Maybe tomorrow. But I don't want you to leave." Then we hugged again. Now I knew where Amy learnt to touch cheeks. I needed to take some new medication to stop the nightmares and the pain with some light food so we went into the kitchen and while I made the tea she made toasted ham and cheese sandwiches. No words were exchanged as we sat opposite each other at the table and looked into each other's eyes again as we ate and sipped on our tea. I thought she would have commented about how weak I had made her tea. I took my tablets to make me sleep as I wanted to sleep all night. When we finished I helped clean up and kissed her soft sensuous lips and whispered, "I love you. Good night." I heard a gentle sigh as I kissed her neck again and turned to go to my bedroom.

When I finally reached the top of the stairs, Kay almost ran me down as she exited the bathroom just wrapped in a towel after having a shower. The shower was still running so I knew her lover was still in there. They had been in the shower together and hadn't heard us downstairs and I thought they must have cut that a bit close. I somehow suspected she knew that I had realized what was going on. Kay would be worried if I found out about her activities and what I would do this time. She was always wary of my ability to sense what happened with people I was close to. Years before, I had told her she was pregnant before she knew at the start of each of her four pregnancies and whenever she phoned I nearly always said, "Hello Kay," before she spoke.

I had warned Kay a while ago I would make them pay dearly if I found out she cheated again even if I had to go to jail for it; and she had seen the dead abductor lying on the ground outside the church when she came out to investigate the screaming. She now knew I had killed someone and how easily I had done it and I think what really worried her.......... she knew I had no remorse for killing him.

When it all happened, Kay hadn't realized it was me lying next to the body as I was surrounded by parishioners then carted away quickly by ambulance. I had no identification on me and it wasn't until the attending police asked Amy and her Grandfather if they knew me and Amy had told them she had waved to me when she had seen me washing the car at the Bed and Breakfast next door. Kay was standing at the fence talking with the owner of the B and B watching the proceedings with interest when the police had approached them asking if they knew who rented the car. Kay had replied that we had rented it and they asked her if either she or the B & B owner knew where I was. Neither had seen me all morning but then they saw the bucket of water and chamois next to the car. Kay then covered her mouth and was stepping backwards away from the fence as she looked around at the faces of the parishioners standing around. They all seemed to be looking at her now. She saw an older man absolutely covered in blood from trying to help me and the realization hit her and she had fainted. It was Amy's grandmother who was by her side immediately offering her own cup of tea for Kay to sip. Her blood covered husband and their granddaughter had moved closer to hear what was being said. Amy's father had already taken his youngest two children home and told his wife what had happened. She left her husband and raced to the church to be with Amy and arrived just as Kay fainted and stood holding her daughter tightly making sure she was OK. With Kay recovering the police continued with a few questions really just about basic details they could pass on to the hospital about who I was and any important health problems.

She was looking at Kay standing with her mother-in-law thinking she looked vaguely familiar. Photos sent by email can do that every time. The first thing Amy's mother heard was that we were from Brisbane, Australia and her ears pricked up knowing she had a friend there and then Kay confirmed both our names. Next thing she felt her father-in-law shaking her shoulder saying, "Hey, Amy's upset. You are squeezing her too tightly. Are you alright?" She released Amy back to the care of her grandfather and looked on in silence. She now knew why I hadn't answered her emails for the first time ever. Her emotions were mixed. Over the next few minutes it was decided that Kay should move in with them at least while I was in hospital and ready to return to Australia.

Back at the house Amy's grand-father showered and changed into spare clothes that he had left there. Kay had burst into tears again when she saw the bloodied clothes and Amy's father happened to be next to her as she buried her face into his chest and held him. Unplanned….maybe. Amy's father was not used to having any woman but his mother hug him and initially felt very unsure of himself. It was his mother making another cup of tea who turned and told him to hold Kay; to put his arms around her to comfort her. What had she started? He had never held anyone before, not even his wife or his children. He felt awkward and strange and he had stirrings he had never felt before. I made it to my door without any more near collisions and realized I had not heard Kay's door lock shut and turned to see her peeking through the crack in the doorway. She was too slow closing the door as I turned my head and must have been watching to see if I was going to find out who was still in the bathroom. I already knew so what was the point. In any case I had been kissing his beautiful wife so I couldn't care less and I had signed some legal documents saying I shouldn't.

My new tablets were starting to take effect faster than I would have wanted. Usually I took the old ones when I was already in bed but that beautiful woman down in the kitchen had distracted me for too long. After closing the door I made my way to the bed slowly slipping off my clothes until I was naked. I had intended to put on a clean pair of boxer shorts but lay on the bed pulling a light cotton sheet over as a deep drug induced sleep overtook me. The tablets were very good and I felt no pain and I was sleeping soundly when a dream started. It felt so real it could easily have been. In the dream I felt my sheet being drawn off me and I felt my soft penis being taken into someone's sensuous mouth. I couldn't see who they were but I was getting hard as their tongue and mouth went to work on my hardening cock. She was very good at it and I was soon rock hard as she continued to work her magic on me. Between the licking, nibbling and sucking I thought I was about to explode in her mouth when she stopped and straddled my hips and fed my cock into her hot wet and waiting pussy. It felt so unbelievably real as I was enveloped by hot pussy. I could not believe how tight and wet she was. She rode my cock like there was no tomorrow and I tried to meet her movements by thrusting my hips to meet hers in an effort to burrow my cock deeper into her. As her speed increased she pushed herself down harder on me, I sensed she was about to cum. I was about to cum as well and explode in her welcoming cunt when she moaned and suddenly sped up then slammed her pussy down hard on me giving her a series of orgasms. This was my moment and I erupted deep inside her and she orgasmed even harder. In her afterglow, she gently rocked her hips back and forth slowly until my softening cock slipped from her. I thought I must have filled her as I could feel our juices running from her as she leaned over and kissed my lips then my nipples. She slipped off me then started to slowly lick and suck my sensitive cock clean. Then as quickly as she had appeared she was gone and I drifted back in a deep sleep.

Waking in the morning, I realised I felt better than I had for ages. Who needs Mrs Palmer and her five daughters when a couple of tablets can to that for you I thought. I could clearly remember everything that had happened and actually wondered if Amy's mother or maybe even Kay feeling guilty had visited me during the night. Although I hadn't seen her face and just when I was sure the dream involved her, the door opened and she came in telling me the kids had made breakfast for me and were bringing it for me. I was not sure where she had been looking when she came in but the next thing I heard was, "Oops, I'm so sorry. Oh my god. I should have knocked." Then she calmed down and blushed as she smiled and said, "We can't have the girls seeing you like that." She stopped and looked at my hardening cock for a moment. She added, "Is that for me or for my little girls," and laughed to herself as she told me to sit up as she covered me with the sheet and threw a pillow in my lap to hide my tent just as the three kids entered the room.

The toast was a little burnt but it was mostly hidden under a thick layer of Marmite. I loved Promite and ate Vegemite spread thinly but the Marmite took some swallowing usually with a swig of white tea. Well, Amy said it was tea but I was sure if there had been a spoon in the cup it would have been able to stand up in it. The little boy's contribution was a bowl of his Coco Pops. Ummm, another favourite; well someone's anyway. The Coco Pops were actually good as it helped wash the tea down. A little male voice piped up and said proudly, "I made it for you. Amy said I could." I put my hand on his head and ruffled his hair. He continued, "Now I have to brush my hair again as he ran out of the room and returned a few minutes later looking brand new. Amy and her sister sat each side of me so close that I could feel the warmth of their skin next to mine through their thin nighties. Amy watched every mouthful I took and I knew I couldn't disappoint them and couldn't even pull a face as I kept eating the lot as each had played a part in making the breakfast. To me the morning was another turning point as I thought about Amy's mother's reaction at seeing my hardening cock. It set me wondering if I would get a talking to about sleeping naked after the kids left for school. I didn't but I did get a grin and a kiss on the cheek.

The lovers usually left early every morning, before I got up, for sometimes whereabouts unknown; tourist places we were told. Sometimes they named the places but today they didn't. It was their way of not having to ask me if I felt up to going with them I suppose. Amy's mother was asked to help another pensioner in need and as I was feeling much better I told her go and I would keep myself busy. I could have gone with her to help but she knew what she was doing and I didn't want to overwhelm her. I opened my laptop for the first time in weeks and found I had signal and caught up on my emails from work. By midday I needed to get out and think seriously about what had happened last night so went for another walk out of town through the woods next to the fields. It took time but I was in no hurry as I made way along the track closest to the fields. Hearing someone call out to me by name I stopped and looked through the trees. I made out what at best could be described as a lean-to with a man waving to me out the front and I headed in his direction.

He introduced himself and his mate to me and we sat and talked about the farm they were working. It was lunch for them and they shared their sandwiches with me like I was an old friend. We chatted for a while and they thanked me for saving their Amy. They thought of her as their little girl as well and I wondered if she had seen their penises but nodded in thanks and said nothing. Talking further, I soon discovered they seemed to know who I was and everything there was to know. In fact some of it was new to me as well. The subject eventually got on to the woman I had kissed last night. "How on earth could they have known that", I thought but then I remembered another pearl of wisdom from my father, "If you live in a small town and piss out the window at midnight, everyone knows about it by morning," and they certainly knew. They told me she was their friend and made it very clear if I hurt her I would pay dearly. Continuing, they told me that they were unhappy about what her husband was doing and then quietened not knowing if I knew anything or not. I didn't react to their statement but gave a questioning look to make them think i was not aware what they were talking about but I did convince them (without mentioning her name) that she was my friend as well and I would not stand to see her hurt, only wanting what was best for her.

The farm worker who had called me over slapped my knee as he stood and chuckled as he said, "If you find you need to rest during your walks, we would be honoured if you use our shed here. We have even put in clean bales of hay this morning and they laughed as they walked back to their tractors. I watched them drive away back to their work and wondered if they had seen me walking slowly and had decided to take the opportunity to meet me to establish my intentions.

The bales were set out more closely resembling a bed rather than seats so I made a mental note in case I walked past this way again and I was tired. Maybe they rested in the shed when they could during the day. It was going to take me quite a while to get back to the house so I made my way to the school bus stop at the edge of the woods. It was good fortune rather than good timing and I had only been resting on the bench seat a short while when the kid's bus arrived. Two little girls and a little boy were excited when they saw me waiting for them and barrelled off the bus, smothering me in hugs and kisses. The remaining kids on the bus waved and called out as the bus left. Picking up the three back packs, we made our way home playing little games as we walked. Numerous times I pretended to try to catch the two younger ones but Amy insisted on staying next to me the whole time with her little arm stretched around me "helping me walk." All she did was look up at me.

Amy's grandfather was inside talking with his daughter-in-law when our noisy group arrived home. I had deliberately left my mobile phone behind so was unable to be contacted. They both looked up and held their arms out to receive their share of hugs and kisses from the children and I pretended to wait in line and received a token kiss and cuddle from their mother as the kids looked on and laughed. It turned out our visitor had been told to call around to let us know the "tourists" had "broken down" many miles away and would be away overnight. I offered to drive up and pick them up as I was experienced in distance driving and in fact would have enjoyed a relaxing long drive before I went crazy. He looked at me and lowered his eyes knowing I wasn't happy about what was obviously a lie but he had my word so that was all there was to it. "If you want to do anything for me, can you bath the kids for me while I get dinner ready?" was the next thing I heard followed by some screams of excitement. I shrugged my shoulders and obeyed.

By the time I reached the bathroom they were all naked. The two youngest were already in the bath but Amy was strutting about and making a show of bending over and picking up their clothes and placing them in the hamper beside me. If she had been even six years older I could have easily embarrassed myself but all was good. I washed the two little ones thoroughly and rinsed them off before drying and dressing them in their pyjamas. By the time I finished the two littlies my back was sore from leaning over the bathtub and bending over. I turned and saw Amy just sitting in the bath looking at me. She asked me if I would have a bath with her and I nearly choked. She then added that she had seen her daddy and Kay have one together and she thought it was only fair that I did. I declined of course so she said I would now have to wash her as I had washed her brother and sister.

As I lathered her up and as I washed her belly she grabbed my hand and forced it quickly between her legs before I realised what she was doing. Up until then I had deliberately stayed away from her genitalia. I felt my middle finger being forced into her slit and I heard her moan. My mind was in turmoil as she told me if I took it out she would scream and tell her mother I put it in her. Her little hand forced me to finger fuck her and I felt her contract her pussy muscles on my finger as it plunged in and out of her. Luckily she didn't take long as she made me push my finger in quite deeply and was soon bucking and moaning. As she came she lifted her little hips out of the water to try to push my finger in further. She gasped as she told me to put another finder in her and I complied not wishing to end up in jail. My mind was in turmoil as I watched a little girl orgasming in front of me from my forced action. It was so wrong but I knew I was enjoying what I was seeing. I had never been interested in little girls and did not intend to start now. What she had forced me to do had confirmed her earlier conversation with me that she was not a virgin.

I didn't know girls her age could even orgasm let alone enjoy what she had made me do to her. I knew I should have stood up and walked away when she pushed my finger into her but I was scared what problems she could make for me. It didn't even occur to me to call her bluff and I will never know if I was game enough to try. She stood up with her little pussy in my face then bent over and kissed me and hopped out of the bath. She told me I had to dry her and she smiled when as she sat down on the edge of the bath with her legs spread so wide apart that her little smooth pussy was open and in my face. I dried her as she demanded; everywhere; her flat chest, then her bum and between her legs then she told me she loved me. She dressed herself as I left the bathroom telling myself that would be the last time I bathed the kids. Amy had planned it all so well.

I had been looking forward to a walk after dinner in her company but now the other two were away I remained behind to keep an eye on the kids. I was extremely worried about what Amy had planned next but luckily she was tired and asleep by the time her mother left for her walk. In any case, just to make sure I was safe; I waited for her mother at the front gate. The neighbours would be able to confirm my story if anything was said as I knew they were watching from behind their curtains in their darkened rooms.

For my trouble I received a gentle kiss and a hug before we moved inside. I didn't tell her that the whole village knew we had kissed the night before and that her husband was cuckolding me. We had our cup of tea and toasted sandwiches again before I had my tablets. I was looking forward to see if I dreamed again tonight and I excused myself as I stood and walked around behind her chair and leaned over as best I could and kissed her neck again. Through trial and error I had found she reacted very quickly to that and she rolled her head to one side exposing her neck to me and sighed. Holding her hand lightly we kissed. I knew the tablets would be kicking in soon so said good night as we slowly separated. She looked deep in thought and was about to speak but lowered her head. As I climbed the stairs I wondered if she could love me as much as I loved her. I checked on the kids quickly then made my way to my room and stripped of again and lay on my bed. I had time to shut my eyes and see her eyes in my mind before I was asleep.

My dream came again sometime during the night. It was basically the same as it had been the night before, except that I was so worked up thinking about the dream the previous night and Amy trapping me in the bathroom that I dreamed I lasted so much longer and fucked her much harder as well as had much more cum to deposit deep in her when I finally could not hold it back. This time she was racked with orgasm after orgasm and as I filled her with my hot seed she came again. Once again after we both orgasmed, she kept riding me quietly rocking her hips until my cock softened and it slipped from her pussy and then she slipped of me and cleaned my soft wet cock then left quietly.

The kids had left for school by the time I woke and made my way downstairs. As I ate my breakfast I sensed her behind me. She leaned over and held me then whispered, "You should start sleeping with your boxers on. Amy was in your room this morning just sitting next to your bed waiting for you to wake up. You were uncovered again." Turning to her I asked, "Did you say anything to her?" Her answer was not quite what I expected and replied, "No I didn't really. I just told her to let you sleep but I think you have won her heart." It wasn't what I needed to hear as it only confirmed Amy was not finished with me. I was silent for a moment then asked, "What about her mother's heart?" I didn't get an answer.

I helped with the household chores to speed up the day but found I was limited to what I could do and wondered how women who had caesarean births coped. Lunch was over and the housework for the day was done until the kids got home so I asked her if she would like to walk with me. She was conscious that the neighbours would be watching so we stayed at a respectable distance from each other as we walked slowly towards the woods and fields again. Several times passing cars stopped as we walked and we engaged them in friendly conversation. I could easily see how much everyone loved her.

We finally reached the path into the woods and as soon as we could not be seen from the road she wrapped her arm around me as we continued to walk. I could see the workers in the field again as they waved and gave me the thumbs up sign and I waved back with my free hand. As we walked together she told me about her ultra-strict upbringing and her marriage and how she loved her children. Several times I thought she was about to say something to me then decided against it. Not really thinking about it, I led her onto the path that went past the shed with the bales of hay. Maybe it was just I was familiar with that track. We reached the shed and she stopped and asked me if I wanted to rest for a moment as she sat on a bale. She looked so lovely that I wished I had brought my camera so I could take her photo. Not thinking where it could lead I sat next to her and put my arm around her again and just held her. Neither of us said much then we just turned our heads and kissed as she took my hand and held it against her breast. I knew that this would only end up one way and didn't want to hurt this woman I loved.

I lowered my hand and pulled her top from her skirt and slipped my hand under her clothing and found her bra. It was like the first time I had touched a breast and I will never forget it. I had been a bit of a late starter and could still remember the first breast I felt one night at a drive-in movie theatre many years before; now there was another I wouldn't forget. She stopped kissing and I suddenly thought I had gone too far when she reached around to her back and unclipped her bra. My hand continued its journey and found it hot and uncovered. I could feel her heart beating strongly or was it mine, as I cupped her breast while we continued kissing. She moaned as I found her nipple and tweaked it just a little and we just seemed to fall back onto the bales and her top somehow rode up and exposed her breasts to me. She shut her eyes as I kissed my way down her neck and then onto her sensitive breasts. I took a nipple into my mouth and sucked on it gently as I played with the other. Her hands were not idle either as they worked their way into my track suit pants and found my penis and tugged on it. I stopped kissing her breasts just for a moment as she continued to handle my growing cock and looked up to see the two farm workers looking in at us through a tiny window and wondered how long they had been watching. They were grinning from ear to ear and motioned silently that they wanted to join us. I wasn't happy about them there but I said nothing not wanting to see her hurt. If she knew they had seen her that way she would have died from embarrassment. I saw the time on my watch and realised it was almost time for the school bus anyway and I had promised I would meet them again today so I sat my lover up and kissed her then told her we had to hurry to the bus stop. I saw the disappointment in her face and told her I had promised and she understood. The two farm workers watched in hiding as they got an eyeful her beautiful breasts when she refastened her bra and straightened her top. I smiled back at them as I brushed the hay from her then we walked to the bus stop.

She stood back and laughed as I was attacked as soon as the bus pulled in to the stop. We chased each other as best we could for a few minutes and then I picked up their back packs again as I "had lost" and the five of us walked slowly home. I had loved listening to her laugh and realized it was the first time I had heard her since we had "met." We saw the "tourists" were back when we arrived and I made sure the kids were very noisy as we neared the house; I didn't want to catch them at it. Had we walked in unannounced I could see we would have caught them fucking and then laughed to myself. Their body language and Kay's messed up hair and make-up were dead giveaways. They obviously couldn't help themselves and we may have caught them in "mid-stroke" judging from the frustrated looks. I couldn't wait for my walk after dinner.

The kids were put to bed early but wouldn't go to sleep so disrupting any plans the lovers had to finish their lovemaking as soon as we let for our walk. Walking along the road we remained at the required respectable distance as I saw the curtains in the cottages move as the householders strained to see if we would hold hands or kiss again. The woods seemed to take forever to reach as I thought about her beautiful breasts and wondered if they would be accessible tonight. Once again, as we entered the woods she wrapped her arm around me as we walked. We came to the fork in the path that led to the shed and stopped as I asked her which way? She looked up at me and I lowered my head and kissed her lips again. No tongue, just soft gentle kisses then I moved to her neck and she moaned as I lightly kissed her just below her ear. I wanted her to make the decision about which direction we would walk as I knew the shed would change our lives completely. She would have known that as well as she turned to the other fork and we moved on still holding each other tightly. A fuck would have been great but strangely I was still just happy to hold her; I think she was as well.

Days became weeks and we quickly settled into a routine that was flexible enough to work around the tourists who seemed to be taking more and more overnight trips paid for by his mother. My wounds were healing well but were easily hurt if I lifted or bent the wrong way. I found myself waking early after continuing to get my same erotic dream most nights. My laptop was now busy every morning by dawn maintaining contact with my staff back in Brisbane. With that completed I would join "our little family" for breakfast as the kids hardly saw their father or my wife any more at meals. After breakfast and with the kids off to school I continued to help with the housework. I was not sure whether I was happy about the physio suggesting that the housework was good for me and the laughter in the room as she said it; but I loved to hear her laugh again so it had been worth it. After lunch, I was always out walking to meet the school bus. The afternoon and night walks never got beyond holding hands, hugging and kissing. Her beautiful breasts seemed off limits again and I wondered if all English women were this shy.

Sometimes the routine would be disrupted when the grandfather called around and spent time with us. I was amazed she always stopped whatever she was doing to spend time with him and wondered if she still would knowing he helped turn her husband into an adulterer. I was sure he was trying to catch us out judging by the different times he arrived. He even walked with us in the afternoon sometimes when we went to the bus stop via the woods to wait for the kids. Occasionally he walked just with me as his daughter-in-law was called away to assist a pensioner or two in the library.

When it was just us, we talked about a whole range of subjects, but he always seemed to be asking how his how his daughter-in-law and I were getting on. The first time he asked I responded, "Why, have you heard any juicy rumours?" To be honest I expected to hear about the kissing and holding each other. His response seemed honest when he told me, "There are plenty about my son and your wife." He knew I wasn't happy when I reminded him, "Our contract stipulates that they would be very discrete and I would never be perceived as a cuckold. Your wife had better rein them in a bit or your family's reputation could get hurt. I don't know how you talked me into our arrangement but I won't be laughed at. Now are there any rumours involving me?" "Well, that's the strange bit. If I didn't know any better but it's a bit like the villagers are protecting you both. It is common knowledge that you both walk together at least once and sometimes twice every day and stop and talk with everyone who passes by. They all know you. There is nothing there apart from you both being seen hugging like friends do some time. Have you ….you know?"

My response was quick, "No! We have become very close friends. In fact we have done nothing I wouldn't do in front of my wife and your son." So I bent the truth a little but I didn't get struck down by lightning. Then he questioned, "Nothing? We were hoping…" "Look, I'm definitely not gay. OK! We respect each other so much and enjoy each other company. That's it!" as I remembered another one of my father's favourites, "I think he doth protest too much," and I shut up.

The time soon came when I was given a clearance to fly home. I was crushed. I was enjoying myself just being close to her and holding her when I could and sometimes it almost felt like I was her husband. We had both been without sex so long it felt unimportant in our relationship somehow and I had my tablets making my nights a pleasure. I loved the quiet time I had with her as we walked quietly together occasionally stopping to hold each other or sometimes kiss. The kisses were always passionate and gentle, never rough or hurried. I decided to take myself off the tablets without telling anyone to save any drama. I could always go back on them if I got worse again.

Maybe it was a mistake to stop the tablets but I never regretted it. The nightmares didn't come back on first night off them. Kay and her lover were in Scotland for a few days. They had mumbled something like that as they left. Without prescription drugs I usually sleep lightly and during the night I felt the sheet covering me being removed. I was curious and pretended to remain asleep. It was exactly like in my dreams as my penis was taken into her mouth only this time it was going hard because I was awake. Were they dreams at all and could they have been like it was now? It could only be Amy's mother and I would surprise her and "wake" as she was riding me; maybe she didn't want me to know she was having sex with me most nights. I knew she was shy and I wondered if she was embarrassed wanting sex. When she had finished using her mouth, I had ample pre-cum there as she spread it with her fingertip over my knob. It was all I could do not to cum as she did it. I knew from my "dream" what was coming and next thing she straddled my hips and lowered her herself onto my cock. Once again it slipped into her until she was fully impaled and she started to rock her hips gently at first to enjoy what she was doing then sped up as she raced towards an orgasm. God, it felt so good. The drugs must have dulled my senses when she had done it before all those times. It was never that good in my sleep. My penis felt like it was sliding in and out of a slippery but tight velvet glove. My thoughts were on what was happening to my penis and vaguely what I was going to say when I surprised her. I tried to picture in my mind what she would look like naked, impaled on my cock, and I anxiously waited for the right moment.

I am not sure why, but I suddenly realized that the person riding my cock was too small to be who I thought it was; but it was the same person who had been fucking me all these weeks. How could I have missed that? From my experience in my "dreams," I knew my lover was about to cum from her movement and as I opened my eyes I saw Amy. She couldn't help herself as she saw me "wake" as an orgasm hit her at the same time. It wasn't all one way as I knew then that I should have stopped but I couldn't, realizing I wanted to cum so badly and did not hold back as my cum splashed deep in her little pussy. Guilt set in knowing I should have stopped and withdrawn my cock from her as soon as I saw it was Amy, but her pussy felt so incredibly good. Maybe it was a typical moment of man thinking with penis; not a very convincing argument if I went to court. I had only ever fucked Kay before but this was so much better. She slowed to a stop as my soft penis slipped from her and she licked it clean like she had for so many nights. Instead of letting her leave I took her hand and as I pulled her down beside me I saw her smiling. As I spooned her I felt my cock getting hard again as it slipped between her little legs along her swollen pussy lips. I felt her shudder as she reached down and pushed the head of my cock into her open sloppy pussy. I held her to me as I heard her sigh. She was soon fast asleep but it took me a long time as I came to the full realization of what I had just done. I knew what I had done was so wrong but she was the one who seduced me and she was far older than her age suggested.

"What the fuck!" was the first thing I heard in the morning as I woke with a start. It was Amy's mother at the door yelling. Amy woke up quickly and ran to her mother, "It's my fault Mummy. I came in while he was asleep and I ended up next to him." She replied, "Go and get ready for school sweetheart. We will talk later. OK. And as for you! Please wear some boxers or something to bed and we will talk later as well. OK?" We both watched Amy sheepishly walk from the room. I saw it and I am sure she did as well. Amy had cum running down the inside of her legs, but nothing was said. Breakfast was a little quieter that morning and I missed her so much during my afternoon walk. In my mind I was waiting for the police to arrive and my life to be ruined; but it never happened. Dinner was very subdued and I went for my evening walk alone as well. She didn't tell me she wanted to use that time to talk to Amy about what she had been doing or what I had been doing to her.

Amy told her everything from the bath time to coming into my room nearly every night and how she was sucking my penis and fucking me while I was drugged out. She told her mother she loved me and wanted to marry me and that she was doing it because Daddy now had my wife. Not knowing this, I had made up my mind that I would tell them all over breakfast I would be moving my clothes to the pub and as soon as Kay returned, we would disappear from their lives. The whole thing was made worse as I couldn't help thinking I had totally destroyed my friendship. Everyone was asleep by the time I returned from a very long and tiring walk. I felt devastated.

The nightmares returned during the night. I was continually being stabbed every time I turned around. It was a terrible night's sleep and I must have slept in late. I still wasn't sure what happened but I was woken with a kiss on my lips from the woman I was so much in love with. By the time I realized what had happened and out of bed she was back down stairs. I dressed and hit the toilet for my morning piss and quickly cleaned up and beat my best record time to get downstairs. Waiting for me on the table was my "usual" breakfast of Coco Pops, Marmite on Toast and disgustingly strong tea made by the kids before they left for school and I dared not to refuse to eat it. So I did. It all was cold and soggy but I ate it and waited ………. and waited. Eventually she came and sat across the table from me and told me of Amy's confession. She went on to say she was glad Amy was doing what she was as she was sexually active and had been for at least two years. She hoped it might slow her down if she focused on one male. Then she told me most of the girls in her class at school were sexually active as well but she didn't know how it came to happen. She said it explained why I had refused to bath the kids after that first time and a few other things. She asked why I had stayed silent about what Amy was doing. I had no answer but to tell her that I loved Amy like my own daughter and could not stand to see her hurt any more than she had been by seeing me stabbed and bleeding and I just didn't know how to respond to what she had done. She stood and came around to me and as I turned to look at her she bent down and kissed me and said, "Don't stop but please be gentle with her." My mind was in turmoil as I realized I had just be asked to keep fucking her daughter. It was so wrong but at the same time it seemed so right.

Once the housework was finished we still had time to walk to meet the school bus with a quick stop in the woods for a slow passionate kiss. I was attacked again as the school bus arrived and we (slowly) chased each other all the way home. The afternoon went quickly as we played together. If we played in teams Amy was always on my side; her mother with the other two. While dinner was being made I was asked to bath the kids again. I just nodded and went upstairs. This time however Amy behaved herself and it was like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, thank goodness. Although I suspected she enjoyed staying naked as long as she did in front of me. I stayed at the house while she went for her walk and she seemed to be away forever. I still felt the guilt of what had happened and needed to talk to her about my leaving. I was tired after a poor night's sleep the previous night and lay on my bed reading a monthly report I had printed out; a sure recipe to fall asleep. I was worried about having more nightmares every night as I needed to be sharp in my job. I could remember waking every night when I was growing up living with my parents when my father had terrible nightmares all night, every night; a legacy of WWII. I was thinking of getting up and taking the tablets when I just drifted off to sleep.

I didn't know what time they started but the nightmares were back with a vengeance. I must have been making a lot of noise as Amy's mother came in to see if I was ok. She leant over me to hold me as I woke and looked into her amazing eyes again. She didn't move as I lifted my head and kissed her lips. I was surprised when she stayed and lowered herself on to the bed next to me. I lifted my hands to her breasts and held them through her T-shirt as I started kissing her neck again knowing she liked that. As she moaned I moved my hands to the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head and she reached around and grabbed my hardening cock for the second time. Our lips parted for a moment as she went to say something to me. I took the opportunity to remove my boxers and to turn to the bedside table and find a box of Levitra; I was going to make sure I was more than adequate on a night I would never forget.

As soon as I lay back down I was rewarded with a very passionate kiss. I started to wrap my arms around her but she had other ideas and slipped her pyjama bottoms off as well. Looking down at her I saw how beautiful she was. She looked into my eyes and surprised me when she said, "I couldn't wait any longer for you to come to my room at night. I know I have been giving you mixed messages but I have been wanting you and waiting every night but you never came. My 8 year old daughter had to show me the way." Her breasts looked so beautiful in the moonlight that flowed through the window and as soon as I reached out with both hands and touched them she moaned. Her nipples were hardening as I gently squeezed them between my thumbs and fingers. My lips touched hers and I could see her eyes were closed as her tongue slipped into my mouth. This was a moment I would never forget then she grabbed my head and pushed me to her breasts. I didn't need to be told and squeezed her breasts as I lowered my mouth on her nipple and sucked and nibbled on her. Then I changed breasts and she moaned her again. Sensing she wanted more I started kissing my way down to her sculptured belly as it raised and lowed from her deep breathing. She looked great and had looked after herself and you couldn't tell she had three children.

My hands slipped off her breasts and were immediately replaced with her own. I watched her between kisses as she squeezed and pulled at them and twisted her nipples. Her head was back and her eyes were still closed. With a hand on the inside of each thigh I pushed them apart. She had the most beautiful legs. I looked at her nakedness for a moment then lowered my head and commenced kissing her lower belly and moved my way down. She moaned as I ran my finger over her clit and slowly along the length of her slit. I felt her tense followed by a slight tremor as she had a little orgasm. I spread her red bush and then her pussy lips. I could already see her pussy was glistening with her juices in expectation of what was coming. I lowered my face into her and after kissing her two or three times I licked along her pussy lips. I felt and heard her gasp for breath as soon as i did it. I repeated it again as I continued to rub her clit. She tensed again and her hands left her breasts and her hard swollen nipples as she grabbed my hair and pushed my face hard grinding it onto her pussy. As she did that I pushed my tongue into her and this made her orgasm again; longer and harder this time.

When she finished bucking I repeated this time and time again. I found it difficult to breathe at times as she kept pushing my face hard into her pussy making me realize she was the same as every other woman on Earth; she loved her pussy being licked and sucked; she had just started later than most. As much as I loved her red pubes I wish she had shaved them off for me as they were getting in my way. I already knew I had some in my mouth and caught between my teeth as she moved her hips quite vigorously at times. I knew I loved this woman and I played with her clit and licked her pussy then slipped a couple of fingers into her. She had not expected this and orgasmed again as she called my name. I had a hard time continuing to suck on her clit as her hips kept moving as she seemed to have one orgasm after the next. Her hands on the back of my head kept pushing my face into her very wet pussy as her thighs were clamped around my ears. I reached up and held her firm breasts tightly and felt her hard and swollen nipples slipping between my fingers. I squeezed my fingers around her nipples and she moaned loudly between her deep breaths.

Leaving her pussy unattended I kissed my way back up her belly and to her breasts. Taking one of the hard nipples in my mouth I swirled my tongue around it and started to suck on it again as I squeezed the other even tighter and then I swapped nipples. Her hips were still bucking as little orgasms kept sweeping over her and I could feel my hard cock against her open thighs. As it touched her skin I could feel the wetness from my pre-cum I left on her. There is nothing on this Earth that could ever compare to feeling your hard cock sliding into a hot wet and waiting pussy so I lifted myself a little and looked down to see my waiting penis ready and I guided it very slowly into her pussy savouring every moment of pleasure I felt.

This was enough to give her another orgasm as she hadn't been fucked in over 4 years. I felt the muscles in her pussy tightening on my hardness as I slowly pushed all the way into her. I waited a moment for her to catch her breath and I kissed her again slipping my tongue into her mouth. It didn't occur to me she would taste herself for the first time. Remembering her emails to me I recalled she had only every been fucked in this position and I wanted the night to be her special night of passion as much I wanted to just love her and hold her. I wanted her to remember this night as long as she lived like her wedding night. If only she was my wife. We had been fucking slowly for a little while enjoying the pleasure and I whispered to her we should try something new. I withdrew from her amidst her protests that she was enjoying it so much and didn't want to stop and asked her to get on her hands and knees. She had read enough stories to know this position well and as soon as she was ready I positioned myself behind her and fed my hard cock back into her hot pussy as she moaned. Doggy is one of my all-time favourite positions but the only problem is that I always cum when I fuck that way and tonight was no different.

From the moment I pushed my hard cock into her pussy again it seemed like she was having orgasm after orgasm, one after the other. Her beautiful hair was matting from her perspiration from her face, neck and back as she moved her head around as her body shook with pleasure. I loved watching her orgasm and could not hold on any more and I pushed into her as far as I could and pumped my cum deep into her. Instead of getting slowly softer like I usually would have I stayed hard thanks to my little tablet and kept sliding in and out of her slippery cunt pushing her further and further beyond her limits. She was like a woman possessed now. She had found something she had missed all of her life and wanted more and I was fearful I was not going to be able to provide what she needed. I had settled into a comfortable rhythm fucking her when suddenly she pulled away from me leaving kneeling there until she turned around and pushed me back onto the bed then straddled my hips facing me. I was about the guide it into her pussy as she lowered herself when a little hand beat me to it. I was more that shocked to see my young lover lying on my bed next to me now guiding my cock into her mother's very wet and swollen pussy.

I heard her mother, "Oh Amy, you never told me it felt this good sweetheart." "Mummy, it gets so much better when you ride him," was the reply. My head was spinning as I realized that both mother and daughter were now in the same bed as me. I hadn't expected anything like this and I watched as her mother did as her daughter suggested and started to ride me. Amy kneeled next to her and put her hands on her mother's belly and bum and told her to start rolling her hips as she rode me. I wondered where and when Amy had learnt all this at her young age. Amy kept her hands on her mother and helped her until she had perfected the movement of her hips. Watching the two together naked with me was nearly too much as I knew I was building to a mind numbing moment as well. I watched as her mother started squeezing her own boobs and pinching her nipples as she started to exhibit the signs of a woman about to cum again. Amy was just kneeling looking at me now, so I told her I would love to see her masturbate just like she did for the boys at school. She smiled and stood up and walked carefully over and stepped over my face with one leg. Standing, she reached down and separated her young pussy lips, exposing her pink sex to me and started rubbing her clit with her thumb. Using her other hand she inserted two fingers in the little pussy that my cock had come to know so well and started to work on herself. I was fascinated watching little Amy building up to her own orgasm spurred on knowing I was watching her do it. Looking over I saw her mother was watching her as well and from what I could see was about to cum.

Above me, Amy started to piston her fingers in and out of her pussy faster and faster then she started to moan as well as shake all over. Watching Amy and her mother was so hot and I was sure her mother was getting the benefit as I seemed to thrust harder and further into her. I reached up and took Amy's hands and pulled her down onto my face. As she sat I pushed my tongue deep into her very wet pussy and she moaned quite loudly as I started licking her and reached around and rubbed her little clit. Amy was bucking and trying to grind her pussy into my face at the same time as her mother was in the final stages of coming again. I was the one who was to cum first, splashing another load of my seed deep into her. She must have felt me cuming and this sent her over the edge as she shuddered and shook violently as she ground her pussy into me trying to push my cock in even deeper than I thought possible. Amy was watching her mother and couldn't help herself as she shuddered and came again on my face.

All three of us lay naked, entwined in each other's arms kissing and touching each other and breathing heavily. I had never experienced anything like that before and told them both so. Amy's mother was next when she said if her husband fucked her like that every time she would be in his bed every night waiting for him and if she had a dozen babies to him the fucking would have made it worthwhile. I looked over as I stroked her face gently and asked, "Speaking of babies? Ummm, you're not on the pill are you? What part of you cycle are you in?" I watched her thinking and doing some mental calculations in her head and she bit her bottom lip then said, "Oh shit! I'll see the chemist tomorrow about a morning after pill." My answer was delayed a few seconds then I replied, "But everyone knows your husband is away with my wife and I am the only male here." "I'll have to think about that then. We don't want to start the gossips. Word would get back to his parents so fast. Maybe we can go to Northampton tomorrow then or I can get him to fuck me somehow just in case then. Even he is only half as good it would be worthwhile. You don't mind having to share me as well with him do you? Oh shit! I'm sorry….I didn't tell you about them. They're………." I cut her off and told her, "I know about them. It's you I love and I will say nothing. But they do not know about us and that is probably best." I smiled. Amy looked up and questioned me, "I thought you loved me? " I replied, "I do Sweetie. You know at your school some of the migrant kids from the Middle East have dads with two or three wives. We will be like that when I marry you to when you turn 18 OK?"

Amy hugged me again then told me, "I'll never let anyone else fuck me again cos I am going to be your wife too." Her mother smiled and mouthed, "Thank-you." I knew she was concerned that her 8 year old daughter was already quite sexually active and putting out at school and our promise of "marriage" might slow her for a while. She looked over to Amy and then to my still hard cock saying, "How did you ever fit him in you Sweetheart?" Instead of answering, Amy slid over and straddled my hips and with one hand opening her pussy and the other directing my cock, she lowered herself down until she was resting on me.

She had taken it all in one movement without stopping and started to ride me like her mother had done only minutes before. Her mother started rubbing her own clit as she watched her intensely impressed that her daughter took it all. I was watching both wondering who would cum first this time. Of course it was Amy, but she wasn't finished and wanted more so asked her mother what it felt like being fucked from behind like I had done to her earlier. I didn't know Amy had been watching us then and it came as a surprise. Her mother told her I had filled her and it was so much better than lying on her back as almost as good as riding me. I was having some problems but said nothing as my cock was so sensitive from fucking far more than I was ever used to. I was thankful when Amy reached her orgasm quickly and slowed to a gentle thrusting then stopped then moved forward letting my cock slip out of her. "You're still hard………. That hasn't happened before," she commented. The three of us were looking at my hard cock when I answered, "I had a little tablet that will keep it like that for another hour or two so it either of you are interested?" We all snuggled together and soon fell asleep without any more offers.

Strangely, even after such a strenuous night, I was up before dawn again checking on my new emails and replying to them. Waiting for me was a message from my boss who more than suggested I get back as soon as possible. I could take a hint and booked two tickets on line for the next Qantas flight possible to get to Brisbane with the earliest flight three days away. I followed this up with an email back to him saying I had finally been given clearance to fly in the last day or so and already booked seats. Well, I still didn't lie. It was more in how I said it.

I would finally have to break the news to everyone. As I watched my two naked lovers huddled on the bed together I wondered how they would react with what I had to say.

It was hard leaving them lying undisturbed on the bed and I thought about waking one of them in the best possible way with a hard cock sliding into her pussy. As much as I wanted to, I decided against it as I wanted to fuck her after the kids left and before their Grandfather magically appeared so I took some stunning photos. In hindsight maybe I should have, but i did have some great photos I would treasure forever. As they slept on I showered and dressed and made breakfast for everyone in time for them as they awoke. The kids were on time thankfully and caught the school bus and the dishes were done in record time as I hoped as I wanted no interruptions during the morning. I had plans to spend as much time as I could holding her naked body to mine and making love with her so she would never forget me.

We sat quietly at the table sipping on tea that was far too hot, when she spoke, "You have to go home don't you? You may have fooled our…..the kids this morning but I can tell you are unhappy." I nodded and replied, "I was told this morning I have to be back at work ASAP and the flight has been booked for 3 days' time." "Is that all we have?" she asked and I nodded again. I saw tears in her beautiful eyes and stood up and went behind her hoping to kiss her neck and get her back into bed with me. My hands were gently massaging her shoulders when someone spoke just behind me. We almost jumped through the ceiling. It was her father-in-law. He had seen the door open and just walked in quietly and unseen behind us. Fifteen seconds later and he would have found me with my hands inside her blouse holding her breasts as I kissed her neck. I think he would have enjoyed that more.

My heart had almost jumped out of my mouth with fright but I must have done a good job appearing as though nothing was happening as I turned to him and calmly said, "Oh! It's good you're here. We were hoping you would come. Pull up a chair and have a cuppa with us. I have just finished with her shoulder massage, do you want one as well. I have some news to tell." I couldn't be sure what he was hoping to hear but he sounded very disappointed when I told him Kay and I were booked to fly home in three days. He sipped on his tea for a second or two then looked up and said, "But Kay and my son are not due back here until late that day. They're up in Scotland...... umm, sight-seeing." I responded, "Well, they'll have to come back earlier than was planned. We had no idea how long they were going for and assumed they would be home tomorrow. They've never been away that long before. I can phone them if you can tell me where they are staying or you can if you want." With some sarcasm I said, "If we phone now we might still catch them in bed." Then I continued, "Otherwise I will have to swap with him and take this beautiful woman home with me instead." I got a kick in the shins for that statement. I saw something in his eyes that made me think he liked that idea so I laughed. "Seriously though, they will have to be back within two days at the latest. We have no choice; I found out this morning I am expected back at work or I will not have a job."

He looked up and replied, "I'll get in touch with them today. I don't think they will be happy about it though." He realized what he implied about relationship and sipped his hot tea again as he looked at his daughter-in-law. She continued looking at him as she said, "I am having an open house the day after tomorrow for our friends and neighbours to come and say good-bye. He gets on so well with them all. I hope you both can come too. Please? " "I'll make sure we both are here for the day then," he returned.

He stayed and talked about how it was sad I had seen very little. I had responded, "I have seen everything I wanted to see this trip." Luckily he missed me looking at her but she didn't and blushed. He talked on but it was obvious he didn't say what he wanted to say and ended up having lunch with us. After a light lunch he joined us for the afternoon walk through the woods and we all met the kids of the school bus. It had become an afternoon ritual that I was attacked and jumped on and left with their back packs. Another cup of tea was offered when we arrived home and accepted. Just as we sat down a saw a look of terror on her face and as I saw her I remembered we had to go to the chemist in Northampton. I just asked, "Is it too late?" and she nodded. Her father-in-law looked over and asked if everything was OK. I replied, "I wanted to pick up an external hard drive for my laptop to copy what I needed. That's all." He seemed happy with said, "I have a spare one at home and will bring it around later." I thanked him but silently I was now concerned and kept remembering my last hard thrust deep into her pussy as I came. I had felt the same after Kay had conceived during her four pregnancies.

True to his word he called back with the external hard drive after dinner. I suspected he was still keen to get us to fuck as he told us he would after the kids while we went for our walk together maybe for the last time. We had it down pat now and walked to the woods before she moved to me and we held each other tightly as we walked. We stopped frequently and kissed or just held each other closely and spoke of our love for each other. I knew I was going to miss her so much it would hurt. It was hard to discuss our future as we both still loved our partners. He was waiting when we got back hoping we would be much longer with my knowing I had his blessing to fuck her. I thought he looked a little disappointed as he left after our usual light snack of tea with toasted sandwiches.

We stood in the kitchen holding each other long after he was gone barely saying anything but both knowing we were thinking about her possibly getting pregnant. Finally, she spoke, "You know I am going to have to get him to fuck me as soon as your gone so he will think it's his? It would be funny if I did get pregnant and it was his." I was going to tell her about my premonitions and how accurate they had always been but I felt sad and upset she had told me she was going to fuck her husband so soon even though it made sense. I desired her so badly and didn't want to share her with anyone. We had grown close over the weeks and at times felt like we sensed each other feelings. She somehow knew of my sadness and she put her hand on my cheek and turned my face to hers then looked into my eyes and kissed me passionately. As I pulled away I smacked her lightly on her cute bum and said, "Last one on the bed is on top!" as I raced towards the stairs.

I didn't know she could move so quickly, but I suppose 8 years of chasing children gives you that edge and she beat me to the stairs and bounded to the top. She entered my room then stopped and as I dived for the bed as she turned and said, "Why am i running? I love being on top!" She undressed herself as she walked seductively towards the bed and told me in her bossy mother's voice to get my clothes off. I knew that voice from listening to her during my time there and wasn't about to challenge her so undressed quickly. "Now take you medicine!" as she pointed to the box of magic little tablets on the dresser next to the bed. It was going to be a long night and I went hard thinking about how she wanted to fuck me tonight.

She stopped next to the bed and leaned over and took hold of my hard cock, "Amy told me you like this first," just before my cock disappeared into her mouth. All I could do was lay there as her mouth and tongue worked their magic. "You can cum in my mouth later but for now I want you to make sure I am pregnant if I have to fuck him," she whispered as she straddled me and slid my cock deep into her pussy and started to fuck me.

I was sure the deed had been done already so tonight I would make sure we would enjoy ourselves. I really felt at one with her as she rode me and I could feel her pussy muscles gripping at my cock as she slid up and down and rolled her hips like her daughter had showed her. It did not take her long again and she was speeding up her movements and plunging down hard onto my cock and grinding herself into me when she orgasmed. I was amazed she kept herself moving as she seemed to hit a new high every time she came and her orgasms seemed to be pleasuring her almost continually. It was pure bliss for me and I held her firm breasts in my hands occasionally pulling or pinching her swollen nipples. Watching her face as she reached new heights of sexual satisfaction and seeing her body move as she rose and fell time after time on my cock was amazing. She was so tight I could feel her every ripple and I finally couldn't hold back any longer as I shot my hot cum deep into her again. She cried out in pleasure. If she wasn't pregnant from last night I was sure that she would be now.

I was worried about her kids waking and the neighbours hearing; not for me but for her; she had to live here after I was gone. She rode me as orgasm after orgasm overtook her for as long as she could with my cock staying hard because of the Levitra I had taken. She finally had collapsed on me unable to ride me anymore and I wasn't about to move as she felt so good as she rested on me. My cock was still hard in her and she didn't let it slip out. As we held each other I could feel her heart beating as I felt our juices trickling from her pussy across my thigh. I knew that life couldn't get any better than this and I realized I wanted to be with her forever.

"Mummy, you were supposed to lick his willy first before you put it in your mouth! You remember? I told you that!" We both almost had heart attacks. Luckily it was only Amy and it seems she had stayed awake in case we fucked. She had been watching the whole time and now wanted to join in again. "You better make love to you other wife now dear. Hop up on the bed sweetie," was all her mother said as she lifted herself of my hard cock. "I want to watch you two again tonight." Amy asked, "Can he fuck me from behind tonight please?" "Of course he will now get up here and get ready."

Amy was kneeling on the bed in a flash. Once again as I was lining my cock up with her pussy she pushed back until her bum was resting against me. My mind kept telling me it was so wrong but Amy was the one doing the seducing and my cock loved it. Just for a brief moment, I wondered how much experience this girl had fucking to be able to take my cock like that and she knew what she wanted. As soon as she finished her little orgasm she started moving backwards and forwards on my cock fucking me. She was already wet and I was sure she would have been masturbating while she had been watching her mother and me. Grabbing her hips I started to push myself into her harder and she responded with another slight orgasm as my cock seemed to find its way in a little deeper and I kept fucking her that way until she finally achieved a major body shaking moment. I felt her collapsing as her orgasm raked her body but I was so close to cuming again and wanted to make it happen. I wanted to cum in her again. I held her hips up as I continued to fuck her knowing I would be filling her cunt with cum any moment. She must have felt me pull her back hard onto my cock and held her there as it shot my cum into her. I could still hear moaning in pleasure when I commenced fucking her again as I held her up. When she orgasmed again, I stopped.

Finally I withdrew from her and let her down gently onto the bed. I still wasn't used to having a hard cock long after I had cum and had stayed in her just enjoying the feel of her tightness and her muscles gripping me as little ripples of pleasure continued to rake her body. After I withdrew she rolled onto her side and I saw a smile on her face that I thought could never be wiped off.

Thanks to the Levitra my cock was still hard so I moved back to her mother and spread her legs as I pushed them back leaving he swollen and dripping pussy exposed. She had been waiting patiently for me to satisfy her daughter and now that was completed wanted to be satisfied herself again. I kneeled between her legs and moved closer and closer until on cock was touching her labia. I started to rub my slippery knob up and down her wet pussy lips. Her breathing gave her away and I knew she was enjoying what I was doing but she wanted me inside her. She moaned as she pushed her hips forward a little and my knob found itself surrounded by hot wet pussy. The pleasure was amazing and I wanted more so I moved forward pushing my cock deep into her again. I started pumping in and out of her in time with her hips being pushed forward to meet my thrusts. I wanted to give her so much; to give her everything I had. All I had was a hard cock. I had been drained of cum. So I kept pumping my cock into her as she ground her pussy back to meet me.

Her face told everything. She was so beautiful; her expression a combination of love and lust mixed with fulfilment. I watched her face as her orgasm built. She was biting her bottom lip as her thrusts at my cock became so much harder and faster until they were like piston in a car and then she came. She slammed her pussy as far as she good then her body shook as her mouth open then she looked into my eyes again. I let her legs down slowly and placed then each side of me as I moved up her body and kissed her neck again; my cock still inside her. She titled her head to one side for me as I continued kissing her as she sighed.

She wrapped her arms around me and I did the same with her then we rolled onto our sides all the time watching each other's faces. Sometime during the night my cock lost its hardness and slipped from her. Morning found the three of us wrapped in each other arms.

There was much to be done that day as preparations were made for our farewell. Luckily the kids were in school otherwise I was sure we would have had all marmite sandwiches. Amy's grandfather drove us to Northampton to shop for what we needed for the open house farewell. Word travelled through the village like a wild fire that we were leaving and the phone ran hot with offers of assistance. We received word that the "tourists" would be back early next day. It didn't really matter if they made the farewell or not. I just wanted to say good-bye to so many people who had treated me so well….like one of their own.

We had planned to make our last night one that we would never forget. Dinner was over early and the two youngest were in bed asleep. The three of us were on the lounge watching TV cuddling. My "fiancé" had her head resting in my lap with my left hand under her top covering were a breast would be one day soon. Her mother had her head snuggled into my right shoulder with my arm around her neck and my right hand was holding her right breast. Occasionally I would get sighs from each as I gently played with their nipples. I sensed both wanted to be fucked again and soon by the attention they were paying to my hard cock inside my pants. I was about to suggest we retire to my bed when there was a knock on the door. I just had time to remove my hands from their respective chests when the door opened and the "In-laws" walked in carrying more bags of whatever would be needed for tomorrow. So much for our huge night of unbridled passion. There was work to be done and a production line was established to make who knows how many sandwiches, then the sandwich trays had to be covered just right with wrap. Chairs and the lounge were moved so that collapsible tables could be brought in and covered in tablecloths. I had to admit Amy's grandmother could organize a farewell. It was late when they left and Amy was asleep on the lounge so I carried her up her bed and kissed her on her forehead then said, "Good night Sweetie. I love you." I turned to see her mother standing at her door smiling at what I had just done.

I said nothing as I walked past her and took her hand and led her to my bed. I undressed her slowly and when she was naked I stepped back and looked on the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I smiled and she blushed. I knew it was hard for her to stand there and let me gaze on her beauty. She lowered her head and told me that just standing there naked and being looked at was so different to being naked on a bed fucking somehow and she felt embarrassed and worried I would find a blemish of some sort. How could I find a blemish, in my eyes she was perfect. I undressed and pulled her onto the bed. We wrapped our arms around each other as I felt my cock harden for her again. We lay together for a little while enjoying the feeling of just holding each other. Finally she let go for a moment and pushed the head of my cock into her pussy and sighed. I pushed and she met my thrusts and my cock was totally hidden in her pussy. We moved our hips gently and my cock slid effortlessly in and out of her cunt then as our passion heated so did the speed at which we were fucking. We both came together with her calling out my name and her amazing body shaking as I filled her with my hot cum for the 3rd night in a row. I had forgotten to take my magic little tablet and as we finished I could feel my cock soften but not fall out of her. We kissed some more…..just gentle soft kisses and drifted off to sleep.

We were lucky Amy came in to wake us when she did. As we woke we heard a car stop outside then two people talking quietly as they walked through the gate. It was the "In-laws" here to put last minute touches to the open house farewell. A mad scramble had everyone's clothes in the right rooms as Amy went downstairs to greet them. She gave us time to quickly clean up and dress. We were lucky. If not for Amy, they would most likely have walked in and found us naked together.

Neighbours and new friends arrived steady streams. Most stopped for ages and talked with us. Some asked to see the scars. No one bothered to ask where the "tourists" were and their names were seldom mentioned. I wondered quietly to myself if the neighbours had heard over the past 3 nights and everyone knew now. The "tourists" didn't arrive back until midday. They must have slept in after a hard day or was that night? They sat by themselves in a corner with his mother and the Priest occasionally visited by members of their congregation who could make it. By in large the village people left them alone but it made a busy time for the rest of us. It turned into a most enjoyable but long day and when the kids got home some villages wanted photos taken with Amy and myself. That was OK. Amy was important to them all. We took our last walk together that night. Both of us knew there would be no love making in bed as our partners were back as we walked slowly holding each other. We came to the fork in the track and I hoped that she would take the track to the shed just for one last time for one last chance of love. I heard her crying quietly and felt her deep breaths as she tried her hardest to stop. I turned her to me and pulled her close and held her tightly like she did for me on our first walk so long ago. I was feeling the same as she felt and I knew my eyes were misting up for her. We didn't move and just stayed still holding each other. We didn't need to fuck each other to know we were in love. Eventually we turned and headed back to the house. Before we reached the house we kissed each other good night and said things we had to say. We were greeted by Amy at the door who seemed to take great delight in telling us Kay had finally gone to bed…….by herself. Amy's grandparents arrived early to have breakfast with us all before the long drive to Heathrow Airport. Her grandmother wanted to spend some last minutes privately with Kay and help her with her final packing. He husband came into my room to help me but Amy had already done that for me. He wanted to talk but Amy was hanging around to be with me so he sent her to her mother to help with breakfast and I took a playful swipe at her cute bum as she skipped past; missing of course. She laughed at me and poked out her tongue as she left the room. Her grandfather shut the door and looked at me and said, "She is really going to miss you. She seems to love you very much." I could only respond, "Yea, she's full of surprises (thinking about what an amazing little lover she had become). I will miss her so much as well." He continued, "My wife wants you both to come back soon. I think she has her own agenda and would like Kay to keep......you know.......with our son." I sighed and he lowered his head obviously embarrassed that I knew he had been told to ask me. "She's in there with Kay now asking her if she wanted to continue the affair."

I went to say something and stopped, maybe for effect then spoke, "You both are asking a lot of me. I know Kay will want to keep it going. I am not sure what will happen when we get back. To be frank, I am really having problems with what you all have done to me and probably my marriage. You and your wife will just have to pray for us." I continued, "It has affected me so badly and what is worse is that I let you buy me off. Now I have to live with what I have allowed her to do and unknowing to her with my blessing and now you ask for me to bring her back to your son. Isn't that against everything you go to church for?" He replied, "My wife is desperate for you to bring her back here for him. What about we pay for your flights to and from here a couple of times a year and you stay here again or in another cottage we will buy nearby. I have noticed my daughter-in-law has changed a lot as well with you around. Have you two umm......"

I answered as I knew what was coming as I cut in, "You can say it......fucked..........No, (so I lied; I needed to be good at it in my work back in Brisbane) but that doesn't mean we weren't tempted and we did speak about it. She was the one brought up her husband's relationship with my wife a week or so after I got out of hospital. She told me they were doing it, not that I didn't already know. Now you are aware she knows. Amy saw them fucking a lot and told her. Your daughter-in-law is very very smart and capable and you need to know she has pictures of them doing it while Amy was in the room watching them. She took them one day and Amy was accidently in them. Not a good look I can tell you. I don't know what the divorce and family law courts would do with that sort of behaviour here but back in Australia it would not go over well. Or what if the photos were pinned on the church notice board prior to Sunday mass? And I hope none of it hasn't left a lasting impression on Amy." And I stopped thinking about how much of a hypocrite and liar I had become.

He took the opportunity to say, "I think she is beginning to like you. This is hard for me so I will just say it. We, that is my wife and I and our son.........and Kay........ want you to swap for the time when you come back but only if you and his wife agree. It would stop any talk of her divorcing our son." I pretended to show signs of anger as everyone was trying to manipulate us into bed together for their own reasons, "Has your son been near his wife since he raped her?" I asked angrily. I think I was angry and now jealous as I knew she was going to have to fuck him tonight in case one of my little swimmers made it. "I have spent hours and hours talking with her about her life and her needs and wants. She is a very passionate woman and only wants to be loved and not turned into a breeding machine for the Catholic Church. Look, if it means anything I would be only too happy to fuck her. God know I have wanted to. Ask her to come up here now and I would happily fuck her in front of you I want her so badly but you know what? She loves your son who has been sneaking off with my wife as if he has Papal permission to do so. I am sure if he tried half the things Kay has taught him on his beautiful wife they both would be very happy. She told me all about what he did to her that night. She was in tears when she did. Of course you remember it well. I'm certain your wife does only too well. He raped her to deliberately get her pregnant and he succeeded. He is the one who is stopping their relationship. He only wants babies with her. I have heard him with my wife. He knows what he needs to do now to pleasure a woman." I stopped to think about what I had just said and the anger it had generated in me. I hadn't intended for my pretend anger to affect me but it had. I only wanted what was best for my lover now. His head was still lowered but he took the opportunity to speak, "He is scared of his wife you know and is very comfortable with yours. I don't know how to fix that now."

I could see his torment and felt sorry for him. I liked him a lot and was sure wanted to become good friends with him one day. Picking up my laptop I passed it to him and told him I wanted to give it to his daughter-in-law but she wouldn't accept it even though her PC was dying quickly. He told me he would give it to her after we left and I thanked him. I was about to follow Kay through the door to one of the cars when Amy's grandfather came walked over. He looked at me and then said quietly so as not to be heard by his family, "I have been meaning to ask you since you got out of hospital but I never seemed to remember when we were alone and I forgot earlier again. I was in the church and saw everything happening on the day but I could not get out in time to help either Amy or you. I heard you call out to her to get help. It took me a while to realize you called out to her by name. Just how did you know her name?" I looked at him knowing that he suspected there was more to all this but was grasping at straws so I smiled as I answered, "I think I must have heard someone say it. It could have been when you walked past me while I was washing the car on your way to church and your wife told her not to wave to me. Or maybe when she was playing outside the other girl called out to her by name." You could almost hear his mind working in overdrive trying to remember more.

Did he believe me? I didn't care, but then I added, "One day if you all come to Brisbane or if we come back here, you and I will get drunk together on some very nice OP rum I have and who knows, we will work it out. But don't wait too long or you will be at my wake." He sounded concerned when he added, "Your wife mentioned something about you having a health problem. Is it that serious?" I answered, "Well, I cannot stop it but then we all die in the end only for me it will be sooner rather than later. If you think that is serious then it is. I am just not looking forward to the last few months of it. I am just glad I met your daughter-in-law." He was silent for a moment as he thought about what I had just said then answered, "I'll pray for you. You will be coming back soon then won't you? Maybe we can talk more when you get back." It was a sad trip to Heathrow. We were finally leaving. Kay was ahead of me as we said our good-byes one by one. My favourite good-byes had been over the past few nights. Of course Amy was in tears again. I hugged and hugged her and cuddled her closely. I whispered in her ear I will definitely wanted see her again and if she wanted still wanted to marry me I would be there waiting for her when she turned 18. I knew already there was a very high chance I wouldn't be alive but I would have been too old for her anyway. I had already thought about not returning. At least Amy could dream until she would finally be told I was dead. Who knows she might have forgotten me by then and have a young man her own age. She gave a half smile then ran to her mother's comforting arms that I had grown to know so well.

I came to Amy's father and looked him in the eye and he realized then what I knew and he felt uncomfortable and stepped back a pace. It mustn't have occurred to him that I would. He had just had an overly warm embrace from my wife and was been feeling good. He lowered his head and bit his lip. I shook his hand anyway and thanked him for "looking after Kay and making sure she had a good time."

Next I cuddled the youngest two children beside him and held them both around their shoulders and quietly told them they had to look after their mother and their grandfather or I would come back and chase them around again. They both laughed thinking of happier times and the older one told me I that I had only caught them last time because they let me and we laughed together.

The grandmother was next. She had been a cold fish to me the whole time as she saw me as a threat to her son because I knew he was fucking my wife with her approval, so I reached around her and hugged her then kissed her cheek. I was releasing her when she asked if we could come back soon. I knew she was thinking of her son and his new found confidence and happiness rather than my interests. The old biddy wanted to cuckold me again. If only she knew what a fantastic lover her daughter-in-law had become and so much better than Kay had ever been. I looked at her and told her I would love too, but there would always be room at our place in sunny Queensland for all of them if she wanted to try a nude or topless beach with me. She looked shocked then realized I had yanked on her chain and surprised me when she said that it just might be worth it. She kissed me on the lips this time and told me it was a deal. Now I was stunned and smiled at her.

Her husband was still smiling at what I had said to his prudish wife when I took his hand to shake but then let go and hugged him. I told him that he of all people had saved my life when he came to my side. Now I shook his hand. Then he softly said it was them that should thank me for agreeing to stay quiet. I smiled. I had done well out of the agreement. A cottage next to Studland Beach in my name that they would maintain and rent out for me plus a $10,000 deposited into my personal credit union account. It had been an expensive sex education lesson for their son but probably well worth it to them. They had far too much money and property anyway. No one knew I already decided to leave the cottage to both of my lovers in my will and that would be arranged as soon as we got home. I had one thing to ask of him though, "When you finally get to take photos of your beautiful daughter-in-law in a bathing suit you just remember you promised to send me copies."

I turned towards her knowing I wanted to stay with her forever and thinking that I was not really excited about the long flight ahead. Had it all been worth it? I had been stabbed and nearly died, cuckolded and bribed, and couldn't count the number of times I had two very passionate and beautiful females make love to me ............too bloody right it was worth it. Did I mention the bonus? I had spoken in private to Kay earlier in the day and told her I had known about her and her lover the whole time. She was silent when I told her now that I had proof she could fuck again, things would have to change when we returned to Brisbane or we would be divorced........she had cried when I said divorce and didn't want that to happen so she agreed. I wish I had the balls to say it to her 14 years earlier but I still loved her so much but now she had to share my heart with others.

I was lost for words and about to face my worst moment ever as I said good-bye to someone I truly loved. At least now I had been with her and could put a voice to her the emails but things would be very different between us now. I stepped closer only to be greeted by an angry face. She had heard me talking to her father-in-law about getting her into a swimsuit and taking photos but I knew that although it excited her she hated the thought of actually doing it. I got the feeling she would prefer to have nipple clamps put on her rather than wear a swimsuit in public. (We had read a story on the internet one night and laughed about them.) I had seen her naked and I would be thrilled to walk on any beach on the Gold Coast or Stradbroke Island with her..….in a bathing suit of course. I looked into her loving eyes and I couldn't help it as my eyes started to mist up. Hers were as well. I could feel the tears forming as I wrapped my arms about her and told her I would miss her so much and I kissed her lips for what could be the last time. We hugged each other knowing they were all looking as I said, "I will miss you so much and will always be thinking of you." Amy was still standing next to her mother so I picked her up and whispered so that only she and her mother could hear, "Amy, look after your mother for me please. Don't forget I will always love you and you promised to marry me. Now that we are engaged you cannot fuck anyone else. OK?" Her mother was smiling as kissed Amy's cheek then put her down and we had a three way hug.

With my eyes full of tears I put my head down and walked towards the doorway leading through to the Immigration Departure desk. I turned one last time when I heard her say, "Bye David. We won't forget you. I love you." Lifting my head once again, I was embarrassed that they would all see my tears and I tried to smile as I waved to her. I took a deep breath to gain some control and said loud enough for her to hear, "Issy, I love you to."

Epilogue It was an equally long flight back to Brisbane and by the time we landed I was in agony. But I was possessed and rushed home as I had something urgent that had to be done as soon as I walked in the door. I looked at my watch and calculated GMT then picked up the house phone and dialled. Amy answered. I told her we arrived back in Brisbane safely and she sounded excited we were home and she asked if I had seen her photos that her sister took of her dancing for me. As she was making me promise I would keep them forever I grabbed my camera and raced through the last hundred or so photos and found them. They were of her dancing naked again and I had just walked through Customs with them. If I kept them I would have to hide them but I had promised her I would by then. Finally she passed the phone to her mother. My legs went weak just talking to her. We couldn't tell each other our thoughts over the phone as others were listening and would have to email how we now felt about each other. God, how I loved her voice. As she spoke I closed my eyes and saw hers again and the memories of love and passion came back to me. I had to know and asked, "Did you?" and she replied with a note of sadness in her voice, "Yes. You know I had to." I knew it had to happen but I was still crushed. She mentioned her father-in-law was there with her and I asked to speak with him as well. It was him I had originally been after and I suspected he would be with his daughter-in-law probably still thinking about what I had told him and wondering how she was going to react to what she knew.

I told him what I was about to say was in strictest confidence and he agreed. I asked him to block out 4 weeks rental during the best time of the year at the Studland Beach cottage and to let me know the dates so we could be there all together again. Kay and I would take Long Service Leave and stay for 8 weeks, with two weeks each side of Studlands and I wanted our return it to be a big surprise, even to his wife. I could almost feel his big smile through the phone when I told him I would bring a selection of women's swimsuits back with me so we could finally get our photos. I didn't tell him that included some bikini bottoms like Kay usually wore that I knew would go beautifully sitting under a growing belly. Now I was obsessed.

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