New Year, Book 2, chapter 45 (Mg Mf oral rom lact
ped cons ) {martinmac}
We were standing at the school gates waiting for the coach to
arrive. It had certainly been an eventful week, I had my brood
of children standing around me, Stephanie and Nerys were
standing shoulder to shoulder in front of me holding my
hands against their chests, as if to protect them. Caitlin and
Sam had stayed with Natalie Ruth and the babies. The
message had come in that the coach was passing Telford so it
would only be about 20 minutes late arriving at the school.
We parents were all talking together about the fun our
children would have had in America. Finally we could hear
the rumble of a large diesel engine as the coach arrived. It
drew up outside the school gates with a sigh from the
airbrakes. Then we watched as all the students and staff
disembarked and waited by the coach lockers to get their
bags; finally Nick, Becky, Amanda, Jim, Callie and Tim were
running across with their cases. Becky was first to reach me,
closely followed by Mandy and Callie. Becky suddenly
noticed Nerys standing there.
"Nerys, what are you doing here? It's great to see you."
"Mum's in hospital, she had an accident; and so is Jo, she had
an operation, I'm staying with you" I looked at Becky and
shook my head and mouthed the word later to her. They all
were trying to tell me about their trip as we walked back to
the van. Soon enough I was driving up the drive and parked
beside the new motor home. There were looks of stunned
amazement on the faces of my children, they had not known
about the new motor home. Nerys turned to them and said.
"We slept in that the last few nights, and we are again
tonight." I was swamped with questions about the new
machine. We climbed into the motor home and sat down in
the lounge, Becky and Nerys were in one corner with Nick.
Callie and Tim had been taken up to the nursery to see their
daughter leaving Mandy and Jim to talk with us. They were
full of their trip, telling us about all the sights they had seen
whilst in New York.
"Are you hungry?"
"No, we all ate on the plane, we only finished eating about
two hours ago or so."
"That's good, we'll just need a bite of supper before bed." I
went down into the galley and started preparing a light meal
of fresh soup and bread. I was almost swamped in the rush
when I called out that supper was ready. I had cut the crusty
bread into thick doorsteps and smiled to see them dunking the
corners in the hot soup and then tearing off the fresh bread
with their teeth. It was so good to see my whole family back
together again. I watched as all the children slowly went off
to their cabins until just Natalie and I were left. I smiled at
her.
"Are you feeling a little neglected?"
"Yes love, but it is rather nice." I moved over to her and drew
her up from the chair and into my arms. We kissed gently and
I relished the feel of her tongue invading my mouth.
"Shall we go upstairs?"
"Oh yes lover." I moved to the door and locked it, then
cleared all the plates into the dishwasher and started it, then
switched the lights off and together we went up to our cabin.
As we walked past the nursery I could hear Ruth's gentle
snores. "She's asleep with our babies." Then we were in our
cabin and I was quickly undressing my beloved. I laid her
gently on the bed and moved beside her, our lips met like fire
and our tongues met in the dance of delight.
"Oh darling, it's so good to be alone for a change, I know I
love the kids but it's nice to be just with you." My voice was
silenced by another kiss from my beloved wife. My hands
slid around her body caressing her smooth skin, my fingers
slid on until they encompassed her boobs.
"Oh yes darling, tweak my nipples." I did and felt them
elongate as I rolled them between my fingers. I enjoyed
listening to Natalie respond to my ministrations. I slid one
hand up and played with her hair, massaging her head and
back under her golden hair, As we played I moved a hand
down to investigate her pussy, the cry of joy as my finger slid
over her clitoris, the well of love juice lubricating her pussy
lips. My finger slid through the lips and into her pussy; I
could feel the warm walls of her vagina enclose my finger as
I searched out her G spot. Then her body bucked as my
fingers reached that sensitive spot, my lips traced down her
silky skin until they could join in worship at the temple of
delight. It was a matter of minutes before I had her bucking
through her first orgasm, her cunt walls crushing my fingers
as they spasmed through the orgasm. I tracked my lips back
to her breasts and licked up the milk squirting from her
breasts during her cum. I engulfed a nipple with my lips and
gently nursed on her tit, drinking the warm sweet milk that
nature so generously provided. I moved my fingers from her
pussy and moved my body until my cock was poised in the
entrance to her cavern of love.
"Yes Roy, yes Roy, fuck me." With that she lifted her waist
and speared me into her box of delights, my cock sliding
easily through the wet depths of her pussy. I could feel the
corrugated walls stretch and smooth under the onslaught of
my cock, one by one I slid my hands under her thighs and
lifted them over my shoulders, allowing me to slide deeper
into her. As my body fucked her I could feel her heels bounce
on my back in response to my in and out thrusts. With a small
stretch I was able to catch a tit in my mouth and start
suckling again. I could feel as her body responded to my
ministrations and started her second orgasm, my mouth
caught the milk squirting from her breast in response to her
orgasm. I was overjoyed at her reaction to my suckling her,
her warm milk jetting into my sucking mouth, relishing the
fact that I was drinking my baby's supper.
"Leave my tits now, you must leave some milk for the
babies." I pretended to grump at that but willingly
surrendered my hold on her nipples. I resumed my pumping
deep into her pussy, my arousal leaping to new heights, ready
to cum within my darling wife. With each thrust I was
knocking on her cervix, tormenting and pleasing her until she
finally let me in those last inches. I reared up on my
outstretched arms raising her body from the bed as her legs
held onto my shoulders and then roared my pleasure as I shot
rope after rope of cum deep into her waiting body. Her cries
of pleasure joined mine as our orgasms crashed upon us. Just
as we were coming down from our peak I heard the first cry
from the nursery, we had woken the babies. I smiled and
looked down on the streaming face of my beloved wife.
"I think we woke the babies darling."
"Yes, I can hear them, we'll have to go and give Ruth a
hand." I smiled and slid out from my wife. I knelt up and saw
our cum mingling on Nat's pussy.
"We'd better clean up quickly." Nat wriggled on the bed to
get into position, then drew my cock into her mouth, I leant
forward and started to clean her up, licking all my cum from
her fresh lips, admiring her youthful beauty. We were
disturbed by the howl of more babies waking. I lifted my
head from my wife's box of delights.
They're all awake, we'll have to leave this." Natalie gave me
one last kiss on my helmet and wriggled off the bed, together
we walked through into the nursery. Only the triplets were
awake, Ruth was changing Andy as Natalie grabbed Steve
leaving Nerys to my tender care. Ruth passed Andy to
Natalie and took over changing Andy. I finished Nerys and
passed her over to Natalie so that she could sup at her
mother's milk bar along with her sibling. Poor Andy was
wailing, impatient for his turn. Ruth turned to Natalie.
"I think it's time to try out my breasts, I've been preparing
them for this for the last couple of months, I'm surprised you
haven't noticed the changes in my body." Saying this she
stripped off her nightie and removed the front patch from a
maternity bra and latched Andy to it, I could see her
expression change as Andy sucked milk from her breast.
Natalie looked from Ruth to me and back again.
"How on earth are you producing milk, you've never had a
baby?"
"It was something I heard about, it's called adoptive or
induced breastfeeding, I looked it up on the web and found
something called NEWMAN-GOLDFARB PROTOCOLS
FOR INDUCED LACTATION. I printed it all off and it's on
the side over there. I walked over to her desk and saw the pile
of papers and a box of tablets.
"Well, I've heard of dedication but this is above and beyond
the call of duty. How much are you producing?"
"I don't know Roy, I started expressing last week and it's
only in the last few days that I've been producing proper
milk. I think we just have to see whether I can satisfy Andy."
I just stood there in stunned disbelief. I knew I had been
extremely fortunate in finding Ruth but now I was totally gob
smacked, I could see Ruth feeding my son but I still couldn't
believe it. "I'll tell you what Nat, I now understand what you
meant when you said there's a world of difference between
having your breasts suckled for sex play and actually
suckling a child." I smiled as I watched the two teenagers
feeding my babies; the look on Ruth's face was
indescribable. Natalie finished feeding Nerys and Andy and I
took Nerys and put her on my muslin covered shoulder, two
minutes and one very milky burp later I could sense Nerys
falling asleep, from what I could see Andy was doing
likewise. Ruth swapped breasts to allow Steve to finish off
his meal. Finally we had them all asleep and back into their
cots. Natalie removed Ruth's nursing bra and led her back to
her bed. She and I then took a nipple each to sample Ruth's
milk bar. The taste and texture were very similar to Natalie's
milk, sweet and warm. Then it was a matter of our rewarding
Ruth for her care of our children. I reached down and slid
Ruth's panties down, helping her to lift one buttock at a time
to release the material. Finally she was free for our attention;
I continued suckling at her sumptuous breast, drinking of her
milk whilst Natalie slid down to eat her out. It was a
delightful time as we brought our nanny to the peak of her
orgasm, milk jetting out from her free nipple as her body
spasmed through her orgasm. I moved up her body and felt
Ruth grab my cock and move it over her labia.
"Fuck me Roy, fuck me." I slid into her welcoming maw,
my cock sliding through her tight wet pussy, Natalie moved
in beside me and gently kissed Ruth before sliding down to
drink of her milk supply. I smiled as she moved back to kiss
Ruth on the lips.
"Ruth, you are so good to my babies." Then she kissed her
again. It didn't take long for us to bring Ruth back to her
peak of pleasure, I reached down and scooped Ruth's legs up
and over my shoulders and rolled her further on her back,
allowing me to reach deeper into her pussy. Too soon we
were both holding on as our orgasms washed over us, me
pouring my seed deep into her pussy. Ruth nearly crushed my
cock with the strength of her pussy contractions. I dropped
my head down and licked up all the milk that was leaking
from Ruth's nipples, such a wondrous task and one that was
so unexpected. My nanny had gone an extra hundred miles
for my children. I let Ruth's legs drop back onto her bed, after
Natalie had spread a towel beneath her to protect her from the
wet spot that would have formed. I moved further back and
smiled to see Ruth slip from orgasm to sleep, Natalie turned
to me.
"There's not room for all of us in Ruth's bed, you go off and
check the children are alright and I'll stay with Ruth for the
time being."
"Okay darling, I'll call back when I return from my trip
around the bus." I walked into my cabin and picked up my
robe before moving into the shower room, I quickly cleaned
myself and after drying I put my robe on and set off to see
where everyone was. My first port of call was in what would
be Nick's room; there I found him and his fiancée along with
Nerys. They looked very happy, I could see Nerys laying on
Nick and from where I was standing it looked like he was
still plugged deep into her young pussy, his cream trickling
out from her channel. I smiled to see Nick's hand clasped
around his girlfriend's tit as another young lady fucked him. I
switched the light out and left them to sleep. I moved back
down the corridor to find Callie and Tim curled up together
on one bunk and Mandy and Jim on the other, both girls
looked well fucked, all the other rooms were empty, I
decided to check the front saloon and there found all the
others, Kate, Caitlin, Steph and Sam. Kate was sitting on a
beanbag diddling herself, as she looked over the other three
who were curled up and fast asleep.
"Hello Kate, have you all been enjoying yourselves then?"
"Oh yes dad, trouble is they've fallen asleep, can you come
here and cuddle with me?"
"Of course I can." I moved across the floor and pulled up
another couple of beanbags and settled down beside my little
raver. I could see the scars on her body standing out in livid
contrast to her pale skin where her evil father had whipped
her, red scars curling around her nude ribs and up over her
nipples, looking at some of them I thought that she may well
need more plastic surgery when she was older to reduce the
visual impact. I felt her little hands move across my legs
slowly and settle on my cock. Her hands grasped and fondled
my member.
"Will you fuck me dad?"
"Of course I will, if that's what you want." I reached across
and fondled her body; I could feel the individual ridges on
her flanks, the sensation changed to feeling a ploughed field
when I started to caress her back.
"That feels so good daddy." I smiled and concentrated on
giving my daughter the most pleasant experience I could. I
allowed my hand to slide down her flank and drift into the
crease of her legs, suddenly slipping on the outpourings from
her ready and willing pussy. I gently inserted my ring finger
into her pussy. I could feel how ready she was as I slipped a
second finger in alongside the first.
"Oh dad, that feels so good, I enjoyed myself with Caitlin,
Steph and Sam but I was missing you, Sam was with Steph
and Caitlin was helping and I felt a bit left out."
"Never mind Kate you have me all to yourself now."
"And I'm loving it dad." I leant forward to nuzzle her little
breast, nipping her nipple and really exciting her. I very
quickly had her little body bucking through an orgasm, I
wriggled around and attacked her labia with my tongue,
lashing those puffy lips with firm licks before nipping on her
clit to bring her to her second orgasm, I slid a finger in and
reached for her G spot extending her orgasm almost beyond
endurance. Her butt suddenly rocketed from the beanbag and
crushed my lips against my teeth. I rocked back rubbing by
bruised lips.
"Sorry daddy, I didn't mean to hurt you, let me kiss you
better." Kate leant forward and gently kissed my bruised lips.
"Yummy, Katy cum." I smiled as she licked up her juices
from my battered face. Kate then undid the belt on my robe
and slid it off my shoulders. I smiled and rolled onto my back
allowing her to place my cock head at the entrance to her
pussy. She held my eyes with hers then slid down my erect
pole in a very tight slide, the next moment I was conscious of
her cervix battering the helmet of my cock as she bottomed
out on me. I held her tiny waist in my hands as she started to
ride me eagerly. My fingers were caressing her ridged back
as she rode my cock like a pony.
"That's so good Kate, are you enjoying that?"
"Oh yes dad, it fills me so good." I was just conscious of her
tight-ridged pussy wall sliding up and down my cock as I
tried to plumb her utmost depths; the friction of her vaginal
walls dragging on my cock. I was quickly realising that it
would be a while before I shot off if I did at all, I could see
Kate tiring as she rode me, then she slammed down onto me
and I felt my cock slide deeper into her body as she orgasmed
again, she raised her head and cried out in pleasure before
slumping forward onto me. I caught her and lowered her
gently onto my chest, then moved her legs backwards to free
them up so she wouldn't wake with cramps, then gently
kissed the top of her head. I could feel her gentle breathing as
she slept outstretched on my body, her womb gently
massaging my cock head, as she lay there totally wasted. I
brought my arms up and around her wounded back and
cuddled my little lover as I settled down to sleep.
It was unknown time later I was woken by Natalie as she
came into the saloon.
"Hello darling, I wondered where you had got to, I went back
to our room and you weren't there so I came exploring."
"Well this young minx fell asleep on me and her womb is
still sucking on my cock, so I can't pull out without waking
her."
"If I help you could you get to your feet and then carry her
like that back to bed, otherwise your back will be caning you
tomorrow." She reached out and took my hand; I slowly
twisted to one side and then managed to struggle to my feet,
one hand holding Kate to my body the other being used to
help lever me to my feet. Kate grunted a few times but didn't
waken. Finally I was on my feet with both hands holding
Kate to my body. I started to walk back to our bedroom, with
every step Kate jolted further down my cock until her clit
was being mashed between our pubic bones. I went through
into my bedroom and backed up to the bed and sat down on
the side before swinging around and lay down. I was quickly
joined by my beloved wife, who amused herself caressing
Kate's and my body before we all fell asleep.
***
The days passed and soon it was time to go to the hospital to
collect Jo, It had taken time for her body to heal but finally
she was ready. I took Nerys with me to collect her big sister.
I was given a sheet of instructions on what care she would
need and when her outpatient appointment was, then it was a
trip via social services to sign the paperwork and then Jo was
coming home with us.
"When will I be able to see mum?"
"We'll talk about that when we get home," I nodded towards
Nerys and Jo understood bless her heart. We got home and
Becky met us and took Nerys away to the riding school to
allow me to talk with her big sister.
"I'm sorry to say that your mum is very ill indeed, she hasn't
woken up after the accident she had."
"But can I go and see her Roy?"
"Of course you can, your sister is busy for the next hour or
so." I took Jo back out and into the car, it was a half hour
drive to the acute hospital and we had to wait outside the
intensive care unit. The sister in charge of the unit came out
to speak with Jo before we were gowned up ready to go in.
The consultant would be coming in to see us shortly. After
we gowned I took Jo's hand and walked her to the bay where
her mother lay. I felt Jo's hand clutch mine tightly as she got
her first glimpse of her mother lying still on the hospital bed
covered only with a gown. The most obvious sights were the
stitches crawling over her head like a caterpillar and the clear
tube coming from her mouth and leading to a machine. There
were banks of monitors above the bed, some I could
recognise but most were a mystery. There was a nurse
standing there changing the drip bag. Jo whispered to me.
"She looks dead Roy."
"I know, it is the fact that the machine is breathing for her." It
was only a matter of minutes before the consultant came in,
he explained to Jo everything that was being done for her
mother.
***
July arrived and it was time for Nick and Becky to set off for
London to meet up with the rest of the Olympic team to go
out to Cyprus and the final training camp. The horses were
flown out separately. We were all busy packing for our trip to
Greece, preparing the motor home for the Great Dorset Steam
Fair and finalising our choices for the decoration of the new
house. Danielle was convinced that when we returned from
the Great Dorset Steam Fair the new house would be ready
for us to move into. These were exciting times; every day we
had a phone call from the training camp with Nick and Becky
telling us all their news. Finally the day arrived and we were
setting off for the flight to Athens, all twenty of us. As the
party grew we overfilled our hotel accommodation so we had
to find a new suite for Becky's parents, Louise and Dick.
They were two floors down in their own suite; they had room
for Nick and Becky if they decided to sleep away from the
Olympic village.
My family rampaged through the penthouse suite trying to
choose rooms. Larry, Frank and Alice had joined us for the
holidays so it was quite fun for them as they tried to work out
who was sleeping where. Natalie, Ruth and the babies joined
me in the lounge and grabbed some drinks. It had been an
interesting flight out with 22 in the party including Dick and
Louise; we had taken over the entire first class cabin. The
children thoroughly enjoyed themselves as drinks and meals
were brought round, Dick and Louise had been at the front of
the cabin and Natalie and I had been at the back, it had been a
blast, Nat and I joined the mile high club and so did some of
the children, Caitlin and Sam had fun with their partners in
the row in front of me. Finally the rooms were sorted and the
bags were unpacked. Nick and Becky were due to visit that
evening as they had come over for the opening of the games.
Becky would have been the flag bearer if she had been big
enough but it was decided that she should be the flags escort,
which was only apt as Nick had been chosen to carry the flag,
it seemed he had made quite a name for himself with the
British team at the training camp in Cyprus and this was his
reward. They were staying with the rest of the equestrian
team to be close to their horses, which had been flown in
from Cyprus the previous day.
The hotel staff had come up from the main hotel kitchens to
staff the kitchen and dining room in the penthouse and were
busy preparing our meal. Dick and Louise came up to join us
with Nick and Becky. It was the first time all of us had met,
as Jo and Nerys were new additions to our family. Nick and
Becky were bubbling with anticipation, as tomorrow they
would be leading the British contingent into the main stadium
for the opening ceremony. The meal was a mix of English
and Greek cooking. I stood back and watched as my children
loaded up their plates and sat at the long table, finally all
were served and I then filled my plate. It was fascinating
watching the children experiment with new flavours and
textures. Finally we were all finished, the waitresses cleared
the tables and put the remnants in the dishwasher. At last we
were alone, Dick and Louise returned to their suite and
various children left to go to their rooms. Nick and Becky
returned to the Olympic village to go through the final
rehearsal for the opening ceremony. I was helping Ruth and
Natalie prepare babies for feeding, Natalie had Andy already
at her breast and Ruth had Steve as I cleaned Laura, she went
to Natalie as her breasts were still providing slightly more
milk. Then I turned to Nerys, one whiff as I took down her
protective panties was enough, I carried her wriggling body
to the bathroom to clean a well-plastered baby. I checked the
shower equipment and found that it had been fitted with
thermostatic controls. It was a matter of cleaning off the
worst of the mess and then using the shower to flood away
the rest. As I worked Jo came in to help me.
"I'll do that, it doesn't seem so long ago that mum was doing
that to Nesbo." I smiled at the little one.
"I hope you're not feeling broody Jo."
"I don't think so, I enjoy babies but I don't think I want one
of my own just yet."
"I'm glad to hear that." As I watched Jo cleaning baby Nerys
my phone rang, I moved out of the bathroom to take the call.
I had recognised the number as Ailsa's private phone number.
"Hello Ailsa, what can I do for you?"
"I assume you are in Athens now?"
"Well just outside actually why?"
"I've just received a phone call, Diane has deteriorated. She
is not expected to live the weekend even with the ventilator."
"I'll talk with the girls and see what they want to do, then I'll
talk with the rest, I'll ring you back." Jo came through with
Nerys and gave her to Ruth to latch on to her second breast.
The triplets rotated as to which breast they suckled on,
though Laura always fed with Natalie as her milk bar was
just that bit more productive, I have to admit that I still got a
huge kick out of watching Ruth feed my babies. I then took
Jo by the hand and said.
"Lets find Nerys, there's something I need to talk about with
you both." I found Nerys in a bedroom watching the satellite
TV; I drew her up by the hand and walked through to my
bedroom. I lay on the bed and drew my two newest children
into a cuddle.
"There's something I must tell you both, I just received a
phone call from England, your mum is very ill, she is not
expected to live the weekend, I must ask you, what you want
to do, stay here, go home now, go home just for the funeral or
what?" Jo looked at her sister, it was almost as if they were
talking without words.
If we were to go home, how long would it take, and could we
come back?"
"To answer the second question first, of course we would
come back. I will have to check on planes and availability for
the first question."
Would anyone else want to come?"
"I think Natalie and the babies would stay here, Nick and
Becky would have to stay, for the rest it's up to you if you
want to invite them."
"I would like some support but I don't want anyone to feel
they have to come."
"I'll speak with Ailsa and then I'll talk with the others, I
suspect Kate and Larry, Caitlin and Frank and Sam and Alice
should stay here. I picked up the internal phone and spoke to
the duty manager about flying back home. He rang back 10
minutes later to say that I could get a plane to the UK
immediately however owing to all the people flying in for the
Olympics I may have problems getting back. I decided to talk
with Llewellyn. That was much better idea as he had
contacts. We would be able to charter a plane back whichever
day it was. Finally I sat back down on the sofa between the
two sad sisters.
"We can fly home on Saturday, see your mum and organise
things, then come back in time for Becky's events." I left the
two girls wrapped in each other's arms and went to see the
others. Jim, Mandy, Tim and Callie decided they would come
with us. I rang Rachel to check how things were going and
she promised to have things ready for us. I asked the manager
to organise our flights home including a helicopter transfer
from Birmingham to the house. Steph had decided she
wanted to come with us. I phoned the hospital and was told
that Diane was still on the life support and there was no brain
activity now, they were just waiting for the okay from the
consultant to switch it off.
"I will be ringing him but please wait until Sunday at the
earliest, her daughters are being flown back from Greece to
say goodbye."
"I'm glad you rang, I will transfer you to her consultant, he
will need to be told that." Five minutes later it was all done.
The provisional plans were to switch off the life support
machine on Sunday, the expectation was that she would die
in under five minutes, then there would be a coroners inquest
started on Monday and the body should be released by
Tuesday for the funeral. I then rang Kevin and started
organising the funeral service and cremation. It felt strange to
be organising a funeral before the person had actually died.
Finally I got everyone to bed, well Jo and Nerys had joined
Natalie in our bed; I wasn't surprised. Nerys was asleep,
suckling gently at Natalie's breast whilst Jo sat watching. I
took off my robe and slid into bed, drawing Jo into a cuddle
as I did.
"Will you make love to me dad?"
"Is your body up to it yet?"
"Oh I should think so, just be gentle with me."
"Okay darling." I slid down the bed and gently suckled on
Jo's rounded boobs, the nipples were pointing upwards
slightly, a beautiful teenage boob. I smiled to myself as I
listened to Jo's expressions of pleasure. I left her snowy
mountains of pleasure and slid down her taut belly, kissing
her navel en route. I could smell her pleasure centre as it
became more aroused. I paused again at her operation scar
and kissed my way along it. Jo giggled at the tickling
sensation, finally my lips drifted down to the pleasure dome,
I lapped up it from the base of the slit to the bump at the top.
Jo gasped with pleasure as I nibbled on her clitoris, then
moved down to scoop up her wetness with my tongue. My
finger slid upwards into her tight love pit, reaching up and in
for that elusive G spot, finally I reached it and between my
tongue and fingers brought her to a very satisfying orgasm. I
felt her hands start to draw me up her body,
"Fuck me Roy, please fuck me." With that I moved right up
the bed and slipped my helmet into her tight clasping quim. It
was the first time since before her operation that anyone had
been up the tunnel of love. I was soon sliding gently in and
out of her tight walls, my fingers massaging her clit to bring
her to her orgasm quickly. I was nearly bucked off as it
crashed through her, the sensations took me over the edge
and I washed her cervix with my cum.
"Oh Roy, that was so good, I haven't made love to anyone
since you taught me last summer, please stay in me."
"I think we had better roll over so you're on top."
"Okay dad." I placed Jo's arms down by her side, gripped her
bum and quickly rolled over, Jo's legs slipped down over my
hips and her tits mashed gently into my chest.
I reached behind me for the light cord, switched off and
kissed Jo goodnight. It wasn't long before her steady
breathing told me she had fallen asleep. The following day
was nothing short of amazing, Llewellyn had managed to
book us excellent seats in the main arena, I smiled as I saw
how close we were to the track where Nick and Becky would
lead in the British team. It was a magical time, I was so proud
to see my son and prospective daughter in law leading in the
British team; to hear Becky being described as the youngest
British competitor in the Olympic games. We had packed our
bags; Natalie and Ruth would look after the others with Dick
and Louise on standby as a back up. The next morning we
due to fly back to Birmingham and then take a helicopter
back to the house.
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Epilogue
August 2005; Roger has just given me Roy's laptop with an
envelope, in the envelope was a sheet of paper with the name
of a website, an authors name and a story name.
Martinmac and newyear. I went on line and was stunned to
find the story of my marriage to my beloved husband, well
the names were changed but that was all. It was stunning it
took me back to that new years party before his first wife
died It is twelve months since, well I'll call him Roy as that is
how he is named in the story, Roy died, it turns out that Roy
was very fertile as I am carrying his baby son in my arms.
Now that had been a surprise as I was breastfeeding when I
fell. He'd have liked that. We all decided that it would be
good to keep the name in the family; Roy James McGarvy.
I suppose I'd better say what happened. Roy and the three
girls flew back to bury Jo and Nerys' mum. That all went
well, it took a lot longer than expected as Diane didn't die for
two days after they switched off the machine and Kevin held
the funeral the day of the horse jumping individual final, they
all went back to the house after for a meal. It seems Roy saw
someone trying to break into our temporary accommodation.
He went to investigate and found Steph's mum trying to hide,
she had a carving knife in her hand and she stabbed him, he
fought back and she was killed, it appears that after she
stabbed him he was able to force the knife up between her
ribs. He called for help and Kevin found him, with his dying
breaths he told Kevin that she had said she wanted to kill
Steph, and to tell me that he loved me. The ambulance was
called but Roy's heart stopped before it arrived. They used
CPR on him and tried to save him but he had bled out, the
post mortem showed that the bitch had cut an artery and Roy
bled to death internally.
I heard the news that afternoon; I begged the press to hold it
back as Becky was still due to compete later that day. I sat in
the stands watching my sister ride out for her final ride of the
Olympics, she was inspired as she rode those frighteningly
high jumps. I think the atmosphere got to her and she was
slightly off her best. But for a just turned teenager she was
amazing. Becky heard about Roy's death as she was waiting
for Billy to jump. She watched Billy jump the last round of
the event and she cheered him to gold with her taking the
bronze. It was spectacular as we sat watching the two union
flags rise above the podium.
It was a bittersweet moment my sister going home with a
gold team medal and the bronze individual medal and me,
well I went home a widow of seventeen. Most of my
contemporaries weren't even married. Me I had been married
had three children and lost my husband.
The press conference was an emotional event as it was
explained how Becky's future father in law had been
murdered earlier in the day. We left Greece the following
day. I had to pick up the pieces as mum. Poor Steph was
devastated; she blamed herself for her new dad's death. We
moved into the new house a week after Roy's funeral. That
was so hard, he'd worked so hard designing that house so it
would be perfect for us all and he never lived in it. There
were vehicles there I would have to wait to drive as I was too
young to drive them, like the motor home.
The new home is amazing. I have to admit I have looked at
the swimming pool a couple of times with thoughts of
suicide. My babies have kept me from doing anything. The
company harvest home was held in the quadrangle, it
overflowed into the office space at the back but it was so
enjoyable. My workers have been so good to me; they have
given one hundred percent to the work. There was only one
section of the house that Roy never saw and that was the
basement garage, when he had last been on the grand tour of
the house it was still sealed off. But now there was room for
the his and hers Range Rovers, Nick had decided to keep
Roy's car for when he passed his driving test. The 14 seater
van and Ruth's car. There were automatic shutters, which
closed off the top of the ramp and a sliding door at the
bottom of the ramp along with a very efficient heating system
that kept everything warm and dry.
Roys funeral was absolutely spectacular, the church was jam-
packed and they even had loudspeakers outside. Kevin was
so good. The churchyard was officially closed, as it was full
so he couldn't be buried there. They have buried him in the
church; in a new crypt beneath the side aisle. That was a bit
of fast work by the church and diocese to get the permits in
time, it was one of the reasons the funeral was delayed so
long. His coffin was carried to the church on a trailer behind
Sampson. The apprentices had worked so hard bringing that
steam plougher to show room condition; the paintwork and
brasses gleamed in the summer sunshine. It had been hard
work cleaning it after it's work in the mud of the Great
Dorset Steam Fair. Those who weren't on the engine acted as
an honour guard on the black painted trailer carrying the
coffin. Our locally crewed fire engine was off the run that
day to escort their sponsor to church. Dad organised
everything for me and he has taken on the management of the
company with Jerry. I'm notionally in charge but they are
running the company until I'm eighteen. Nick will be offered
a place in the management team if he wants when he is
eighteen. I'll finish school after my exams in July. Thank
goodness for the nursery Roy set up there. Without it I would
be stuffed, well Ruth takes on more of that for me, the babies
are mainly on solids now; just the last feed at night plus all of
Roy's feeds, and also if they get fretful. Well poor things,
they do pick up on the vibes in the house.
Last Christmas was very difficult, all the memories of Roy,
the trials and tribulations of the young people and trying to
defend the family against the worries of social services. Ailsa
was excellent but her bosses thought it inappropriate for me,
a minor, to be parent to so many children. Plus the staggering
shock of discovering I was carrying Roy's final baby. I had
gone to the doctors, as my periods had not restarted. He
carried out a full physical, I knew he had found something
and was getting worried as to what it might be, the next thing
I knew was Dr Kidd walking into the surgery. He examined
me and had the delightful task of telling me what had been
found.
"Natalie, I have to tell you that you are pregnant."
"I can't be, I'm still breastfeeding and I haven't been with a
man since Roy died."
"Well it looks like you produced an egg last August and Roy
fertilised it before he died."
"Oh thank you, I've been so worried these last few months,
those strange feelings in the tummy and I've started swelling,
so that's my baby." I looked down to see the slightest of
bulges and thought of part of my beloved Roy being in there,
a part of me. Tears of joy and sadness trickled down my
cheeks.
"It is indeed young lady, I was so sad when I heard the news
of Roy's death, it was so wasteful, but at least there is another
child. You'll have to come in for a scan soon." I left the
doctors floating on cloud nine. I rang Rachel to ask her to
prepare a celebration meal for us. I invited mum and dad to
join us for the meal without telling them why. At dinner I
waited until the main course was being cleared, then tapped
my glass to get everyone's attention.
"I went to the doctors this morning folks, because I've been
feeling unwell for the last couple of weeks. I got the surprise
of my life. I'm carrying Roy's baby, we have worked out the
dates and I fell when we were in the hotel in Greece." I
picked up my glass raised it and said. "To Roy grateful
thanks and to all his children long life." The cheers from my
children erupted in waves of delight; Ruth looked at me and
said.
"Well I'm still producing a little milk, all I'll have to do is
ramp up production." I smiled thinking back to that day when
she had surprised us by feeding Andy. My parents looked
across at me with proud love. They knew how difficult it had
been for me dealing with the world when all I wanted to do
was curl up and die to be with my husband.
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My sister is still riding, she is very successful in the events
she takes part in, she and Nick go off with their tutor in the
horsebox for weeks at a time and come the summer they will
be on the continent. We had some marvellous news,
Samantha Fortescue visited us for Easter, her cancer is in
remission and she is hoping to start riding again. Her dad is
buying new horses as her old horses
Sammy Fortescue wonder gem and Samantha Fortescue dark
wonder are so attached to Becky that she couldn't take them
back, plus they are working better than ever they did with
Samantha.
We've had horrendous sessions with the taxman, they were
trying to take huge chunks of the company but it looks like
we're winning, the company won't have to be broken up and
they have accepted that the trusts are not tax avoidance
schemes. What tax we did have to pay was almost all covered
by Roy's insurance policies. It was hard work with the tax
man but social services in the end helped us there, that being
trust holders had been so important for the adopted children,
talking of which I am now legally mum to Jo, Nerys and
Steph but only after threats of their being lifted by the social
services managers. The paperwork has been finally done,
and I'm now mum to all who live here apart from my sister
Becky. That I'm only a year older than my oldest child
doesn't come into it. I still have my weepy moments, when I
wake up alone, or with one of the children. Nick and Becky
have been very good to me, when they're home they often
join me in my bed, If things had gone differently at that new
year party I might have been going out with Nick and Roy
would still be alive, but then many of my children would
possibly be dead, they couldn't have taken much more from
their natural parents.
I think I will close now, I rather enjoyed reading about my
marriage to Roy James McGarvy born 8 February 1953 died
27th August 2004 aged 51. It was a June and December
wedding, he was 34 years older than me, his young teenage
bride but I was so happy with him. I will ask Roger to post
this for me as he knows how to do it and has the passwords
etc. It's so strange to think that countless people have read all
about my husband, my extended family and me. Good-bye.
God bless. Natalie
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