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Caroline Ch. 08.01

byVitorio©

(Hi,

If you are new to this series please read the intro to Ch 01 so you'll know what to expect. It isn't strictly necessary to read the earlier chapters but some of this won't make sense if you don't so I hope you will! Some new characters are introduced. Just a little bit of sex about halfway through.

Incidentally, I know nothing about IVF so most of what is written about that should be treated with caution – it is primarily for plot development.)


Caroline's Tale

Bernardo's and the Clinic.

I'm not going to say too much about the journey down to Bologna. A simple Channel Tunnel crossing then a leisurely drive through northern France stopping at a charming little country house hotel where we had a lovely meal and a smashing room overlooking a beautiful lake.

The next day, into the mountains and through the Mont Blanc Tunnel. Mike had arranged for Jo to be able to drive the car (I couldn't drive then) so she did a bit of the driving to give Mike a rest. It was nice. We sat in the back together and cuddled; we'd never done that in a car because he is always driving. Jo was sitting in the drivers seat with a sentimental smile on her face as she watched us. She said she quite enjoyed the drive. I suppose it's easy really, there doesn't seem to be much traffic in France.

We spent the second night in a small village to the north of Milan. Another small hotel where he knew the owner quite well. He was welcomed like a member of the family and both Jo and I were fussed over by the two older women of the house. We had a lovely meal with the family and then the three of us slept all together in a big four poster bed. It was really nice.

After an early start we arrived at Bernardo's house outside Bologna just before lunch. It is a magnificent place. Very 17th century, with a great big drive leading to a wonderful house. We had to get past the security gates at the front of the drive so Bernardo was waiting for us as we drove up to the house.

I don't know what I expected really, another handsome man something like Guy I suppose but Bernardo is not like that at all. About 5'10" tall and quite broad, he is very like his father Silvio. He has rugged features, not handsome in the regular sense of the word but he has a tremendous presence. Confidence oozes out of him, unlike Guy. He and Mike hugged each other and kissed in the Italian way, obviously delighted to see each other.

"It's good to see you Nardo," Mike said pulling back, "you look well!"

"Thank you uncle, you look well too." He walked over to me, "And this," he said presenting me with a sweeping bow from the waist, "must be the lovely Caroline, the light of your life!"

Mmm, I knew I was going to like him immediately.

Mike laughed, "Yes," he said smiling warmly at us both, "that is Caroliné, my fiancée."

Oooohhhhh. Bernardo looked at Mike, "May I?" he asked. Mike nodded and then Bernardo put his arms round me and hugged me, giving me a kiss on each cheek. Boy, did he have a ruggedness about him that was breathtaking. I knew then what Mike meant when he said Bernardo was not that handsome but had no trouble with women!

"Do you know you are adorable," he said.

"Thank you kind sir," I said laughing. "Yes I do, Mike tells me all the time!"

He laughed, a deep rumble just like his father, full of fun and joy.

"I see you've got a sparky one here uncle," he said laughing still.

Mike smiled indulgently, "Oh yes, sparky certainly, and beautiful to boot!"

I smiled at Mike. He always knew how to make me smile.

Bernardo pulled away from me and walked up to Jo. "Well," he said looking her up and down. Not sexually, just noting her. "You must be Joanna." She smiled hello and nodded.

"Now about you I have heard a great deal," he said smiling softly at her then at Mike. She looked shocked, I was. Who had told him about Jo. I know Mike mentioned her and told Bernardo their relationship but the way he spoke seemed to indicate a lot more than that.

Jo, slightly embarrassed now, said, "And who told you all that, Mike?"

Mike said quickly, "Not me, nothing more than I told you two anyway. I am however, beginning to identify a suspect," he finished smiling.

"My brother has spoken of little else on the telephone. His new girlfriend! Imagine: my shy little brother with a girlfriend as lovely as you. I would have known you in a very large crowd. Soft brown hair cut short framing the most beautiful face bearing the loveliest brown eyes imaginable. A figure to die for," he said laughing, "I won't go into detail here for fear of embarrassing the young lady, and the personality of an angel. Oh dear, he is smitten," he ended with a wan smile. Then he hugged her and kissed her cheeks, "and he is right!"

All this, of course, embarrassed Jo no end and she blushed bright red. Bernardo laughed. "He said you looked even lovelier when you blushed and he was right about that as well. You know," he said speaking to us all, "if I wasn't married I'd give him a run for his money!"

This was just a tiny bit too far for Jo. I could tell that he had just pricked her pride just a little. She smiled demurely at him and said, "I am sorry, Bernardo, but you wouldn't stand a chance against him!"

He roared with laughter, "Touché," he said, "I apologise. Perhaps I was testing you. You see, I love my little brother," he ended seriously, fixing her with his eyes.

"I think I might do as well," she said softly.

Then he held her gently and gave her a very sisterly kiss. "I am very pleased to meet you Joanna and I look forward to getting to know you better," and he turned to me, "as I do you Caroliné." Then he gave me a wicked smile and said, "I suppose I will have to call you aunt!"

Mike laughed and I poked my tongue out at him. "Don't you dare," I said, "call me Lena, everyone does."

"Lena it shall be and may I call you Jo. Guy did say that was how he called you."

She smiled, "Of course," and she gave him her very best and sexiest smile. He responded with a great big laugh and a hug. I soon learnt that he had a wicked sense of humour but a heart almost as big as he was. We became great friends for the rest of our lives.

"Come on," he said, "let's go in and find Sally and the kids. She's probably in the kitchen getting lunch." With that he grabbed us both round the waist and hustled us inside this wonderful house. All the while he was chattering away to us apparently oblivious to Mike who didn't seem to mind a bit, but then I suppose he knew Bernardo well so he wasn't worried.

We found his wife Sally in the kitchen, as he said, preparing lunch. I don't know what I had expected, I suppose, because of his position and charisma, I thought his wife would be very attractive, you know, like a model or something. In fact she was fairly plain and quite plump. What was clear however, was that she had a strength of personality to match his.

She smiled warmly at Mike and hugged him tightly to her. "Hello, Mike," she said as she pecked his cheek, "how are you?"

"Fine, Sally, fine. And you?"

She laughed, "I'm OK but what has that husband of mine found now?"

"Put them down Bernardo," Mike said playfully as Bernardo still had his arms around our waists. I should say that nothing that Bernardo ever did with me or with Jo was sexy, it was always in fun just like this first time.

"I found these two beauties with uncle Mike," he said laughing, "he said they were with him but I can't believe that, can you Sal?"

She laughed and walked over to us. "You must be Caroline," she said, "Mike has told us so much about you. I'm so looking forward to planning the wedding and going shopping." Then she turned to Mike, "She is very beautiful, you are a very lucky man."

He looked at me, "Oh yes," he said, "very lucky indeed that she chose me," and he smiled at me in that way of his that nearly makes me cry.

Then Sally turned to Jo. "He wasn't exaggerating was he Nardo," she said. "You are Joanna, yes?" Jo nodded. "We have heard much about you from Guy, telephone, letter, and e-mail." She laughed, "I would have known you anywhere. What have you done to him."

Jo smiled wanly, "I really don't know," she said and then added softly, "but I think he's done it to me as well".

Sally gently stroked her cheek and laughed, "Oh it is so good to meet you both. We're going to have so much fun together once we get rid of these bloody men."

Bernardo laughed out loud, "I'll remember that tonight," he said with a big leer and we all laughed. It was great really, I know I felt like one of the family straight away and I could se that Jo did as well. Just then two children rushed in and up to Mike who lifted them in his arms.

"Ciao, Michael and ciao Gloria," he said as he kissed them both. He turned to me, "Allow me to introduce my godson Michael and his gorgeous little sister, Gloria. Michael, Gloria, this is my fiancée Caroline. You may call her Lena. And this lovely lady here is my friend Joanna who you may call Jo." He put them down and they shyly came over to us both and very formally shook out hands. I couldn't resist it so I picked Michael up and gave him a great big kiss. He was the spit of his father, like a little copy and he had that intensity as well. Jo squatted down and hugged Gloria, giving he a great big kiss. "They're beautiful," she said to Sally, "how old are they?"

"Michael is six going on seven and Gloria is four mind they both act like they're going on sixteen and fourteen but I love them. Come on you two, sit and have some lunch with our new friends."

So we all sat down to a lovely lunch of ham, cheese, lots of Italian meats and things, and some lovely wine. Mike was tucking in like no tomorrow and I said to him, "You're eating well. I didn't realise you were that hungry."

He laughed, "I'm stocking up," he said. "I can't eat anything for 24 hours before they give me the anaesthetic thingy so I'm making sure I've got enough to last!"

I was concerned. I didn't realise that he would have to go through this but I laughed with him and gave him a hug. After lunch Bernardo got in the car and we drove down to the converted boathouse, about half a mile away by road in the grounds, where we would be staying in Bologna. It was beautiful. Sitting right by the lake with a walkway in front right over the water, the boathouse had been converted into a two bedroom chalet/bungalow. Beautifully decorated and completely modernised. There was a large master bedroom with French windows opening out onto the walkway. It had a six foot bed and an en-suite shower room with loads of mirrors.

The lounge was enormous, furnished in a modern style with lovely pictures and soft carpets on stone floors. The kitchen/dining room was big as well, with plenty of room to cook and to eat – not that we did much cooking there. The second bedroom was smaller with just a single bed but the great big sofa in the lounge turned into a double bed if needed. It was fabulous, and this was just for guests. I couldn't wait to see the house itself.

We unloaded our things and Bernardo left us to unpack and settle in. "Well?" said Mike, "What do you think?"

"Oh it's lovely," I said.

"Mmm," said Jo, "I'm going to enjoy it here. They are such a nice couple aren't they Lena?"

"Yes, they are. Mike told me about Bernardo," I turned to Mike, "will he mind if we call him Nardo?"

"No, I don't think so, everybody does, even the staff."

"He has 'staff'," I asked amazed.

"Oh yes, this is a big estate. He has three gardeners, a housekeeper, a cook, and a nurse for the children. You see Sally is a major force in his business so she works as well, although she does most of it from home using the internet. He couldn't keep this place going on his own, there's far too much work. You wait until you see the house properly, it's truly amazing what he has achieved."

"Has he always been like that, you know, so charismatic, so open and friendly?" Jo asked.

"As long as I've known him, and that's all of his life, yes. Of all the boys he is the most easy to like. But don't let that soft exterior fool you, he has a business brain to beat most today and, although he is ruthless in business, he is scrupulously fair as well. That's really what's made him so successful, that and Sally's business acumen. They are a formidable couple."

"I don't know, but I expected his wife to be something really special, you know, a real looker."

"Yes," he said smiling, "she surprises most people. You'll understand when you get to know her better. She is quite fantastic really and she curls Nardo round her little finger. He was, and still is, hopelessly in love with her and, you know, he has women throwing themselves at him all the time. I've seen it happen, it's quite amazing."

"I can understand it," Jo said, "he has got something. He's not handsome, he doesn't really cut such a fine figure but there is something that makes him attractive. I suppose it's that openness, that joie de vivre. He certainly seems to love life."

"He does and he is very, very generous. He is renowned for his charity work in the area. He is a very nice man."

"Does he ever, you know, talk about Maria?" I asked.

"What, you mean the baby? Not now. At one time he was very up tight about it. We had a long talk several years ago. He was feeling bad about not being able to be a father to Silvio, you know, because he couldn't obviously. He wanted to tell his father so that he could take responsibility. I told him that if he did that it would probably kill his father and would certainly break his family and undo everything we'd managed to salvage. He was very sad but, thankfully, I managed to talk him round and he met Sally soon afterwards and fell in love so he was able to put it behind him. Now he has two wonderful kids of his own. Sadly they can't have any more because of a problem she has but he loves them dearly."

"Do all Silvio's children call you 'uncle'," I asked wanting to know more about him.

"Yes," he said, "I have known them all their lives really. I was best man at Silvio's wedding. Oh, that was a long time ago." Strangely he said this with a lot of feeling, as if there was something painful about the memory. I thought he might be feeling his age again so I made sure to cuddle him and change the subject.

"Shall I cook some dinner for tonight," I asked having seen that the freezer and fridge had a good supply of food.

"I don't think you need to," he said. "I think that Nardo is giving a little dinner party for us tonight, just the family. Do you want to go. It won't be anything special, well the food will be, but it will be a family affair."

"Mmm, I'd like to. What about you Jo."

"Mmm," she said, "I'd like to get to know them both better, they seem like such interesting people."

"Ok then, we'll go but I can't eat anything so you'll have to be kind and not tell me how good the food is," he said laughing.

I was sad again at what he had to go through for me. "Oh, that's not fair. We won't go then," I said hugging him.

"No," he laughed, "I don't mind. I know he has another meal planned for Thursday evening in anticipation of me being home then and he has a big party arranged for Saturday night. I think it's to show me and you two off to all his business associates. Bearing in mind that I own nearly half the company!"

"Are you sure," Jo asked, "we won't go if you don't want us to. We can stay here and get some food for ourselves."

"No really," he said, "it's all right. Even if we stay I'll have to watch you eating so you might as well enjoy a meal at the house and get to know Nardo and Sally. Don't forget that she's arranged for you all to go out shopping on Saturday for all you things for the wedding and our holiday."

"Oh yes," I said to Jo, "I'm really going to enjoy that."

She looked a bit crestfallen. "Mike," she said shyly, "I haven't got that much money so I probably won't go on Saturday."

He laughed an motioned her to sit by him. "As I've told Lena, you two don't have to worry about money. Buy what you want. It will all go on Sally's cards anyway and I'll sort it all out later. Quite a lot will go through the firm's books anyway. That's Sally's forte," he laughed, "she's an excellent tax accountant!"

"Go on you two and get ready for dinner. We'll stroll up to the house, it's not far through the grounds."

It was a lovely evening, one of those wonderful soft late summer evenings in Italy and the walk gave us an appetite. I don't know what it did for poor Mike! We were royally entertained by Nardo and Sally all the while and they were particularly nice to Jo. I think Sally must have found out about him testing Jo when we arrived because he was attentive and polite to her all evening.

When we got back to the boathouse Mike was very attentive to us both as well! I could tell that he wanted us this evening as he had kissed and hugged us both on the walk back. All the while flattering us, saying how lovely we looked, all those nice things he does so well. When we got back he went off to make some coffee so I quickly said to Jo, "I think he wants us both tonight Jo, what do you think?"

She laughed, "From the way he behaved on the way back I think you're right. I want to, do you?"

"Mmm, I do but I don't want to have to get ready and everything. Do you think he'll want us there?" I asked, meaning our bottoms.

"I rather think he won't," she said, "let's just play it by ear or," she laughed, "should I say by penis!"

"Penis?" said Mike laughing as he came back with the coffee.

"Yes," I said laughing with him, "penis. We thought we might examine yours in a minute with a view to you screwing us both. How do you feel about that," I ended with an innocent look on my face and a great big pout.

He put the coffee down on the table and stood in front of us. I could see that he was quite keen by the bulge in his trousers!

"Mmm," I said, "it looks as though he's quite keen doesn't it?"

"Yes," she said, "it certainly does." The she reached out and put her hand on the bulge in his trousers. "Shall we examine it now. I've suddenly gone off the idea of coffee, how about you Lena."

"Oh no, I don't want coffee either. Let's examine it properly!"

So we both knelt on the floor in front of him and started to undo his trousers. We eased them off him and then he stood on one leg as we removed his socks. He's got a thing about making love with his socks on, he won't do it for some reason. There he stood in his underpants and shirt, the head of his erection sticking out from the top.

"There," said Jo, "now that's what I call a penis."

"I want a closer look," I said as I pulled his pants down and he stepped out of them. His hardness was bobbing up and down as he moved, really sexy above his tightening balls. He was nearly fully hard by now. We always found that he got very excited when we talked about him, and his penis, as if he wasn't there. Like we were discussing something mundane or ordinary so we did it quite often.

"Ooohhh, I like the look of that," Jo said laughing, "go on Lena, you taste it."

"Can I, do you think he'll mind if is suck it. I like sucking his cock don't you?"

"Mmm, I do. I'll suck it after you. Do you think he'll put it in us afterwards, you know, fuck us."

"Ooohhh, I don't know," I said looking up at him. "I like that too. I like it when this lovely cock fucks me, especially when it's really big. Shall we see if we can make it really big?"

"Yes, I like it really big as well. It's nice and tight inside me. Go on Lena you suck him first."

As we're playing this game he was getting harder and harder before our eyes and he was getting more and more excited.

"Oh, bloody hell, Lena. For fuck's sake suck it."

"Shall I, shall I," I asked Jo as I took his rampant penis in my hand.

"Yes, go on. I'll help too."

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