Caroline Ch. 11.02

Now his cockhead at my back door, probing gently for the opening which clenched at first then relaxed to allow him in.

"Oooohhhhh," escaped from my lips as half of his penis slid easily inside me. He wasn't a big as Mike but he stilled filled my rectum nicely. Then he pulled out, then back in and, on the third stroke, buried all of his manhood inside me.

I heard a soft, "Oh Lena, Lena, Caroline. Oh God," as he filled me. I was in seventh heaven now, not quite a good as Mike; I preferred his bigger penis, but still bloody good. He was longer certainly and felt deeper inside. Was there more?

I looked back at him, "Use you thumbs to part my bottom cheeks," I said, "I think you've got more to give me."

He looked at me as if in a dream world so I squeezed my rectal muscles and my anus a few times. This caused another, "Oh God," from him then I felt his thumbs part my cheeks and he was in another half inch. I don't know what the half inch did but my anal orgasm began to build at that moment and now I wanted to feel him moving inside me.

"Will you fuck me now Guy, please. Gently fuck my arse and cum deep inside me. Please."

He looked mesmerized, as if he couldn't believe how good this felt, but he did begin to move. Slowly at first then faster but still gentle. No driving in hard, no clenching of teeth, nor squeezing my buttocks, just a tender movement in and out: sliding along the freeway of my well lubricated back passage. It was heaven and I was moving there myself. Warmth from my anus travelled along my rectum to my tummy then exploding in a rush of pleasure all across my body. All I could do was to shout, "Guy" as this rush hit me. I must have squeezed him unmercifully because he buried himself completely in me and began to cum, strong jets hitting my insides fuelling the fires of my climax and making me squeeze even tighter.

"Caroline," he said breathlessly as the last of his pulses hit my inside and we both fell sideways onto the bed. His arms went around me immediately and he began to kiss my shoulder and neck. His orgasm seemed to be continuing although he had finished cumming. After a while my bottom expelled it's welcome interloper, soft now after his two quite strong cums, and I turned to face him.

"That was nice," I said smiling at him, "thank you."

"Thank you," he said, "you never have to thank me. That was amazing."

"It's always better if you love someone," I said softly, smiling at him, "and you do love me a bit don't you?"

"Yes," he said, "I do," and he kissed me tenderly. "I'm sorry about the first time," he said looking down at me, "I got carried away. It was much better this time, oh shit, it was marvellous."

"Good, I'm glad you liked it. Now, I'm going to get tidied up because I've got your spunk front and back and I'm dripping," I said laughing. "If Jo's in there we'll change, is that all right. If she's not I'll come back."

"Only if you give me one last kiss in case," he said, "because we won't do this again for a while will we."

"No," I smiled, "we won't," and I kissed him softly, tenderly, lovingly before pulling away for the bathroom.

I tidied myself up in there and, after a few minutes, the other door opened and Jo came in.

"I thought I heard you," she said smiling, "was it good?"

"Mmm," I said smiling at her, "very good. Front and back, very gentle, kind and tender. Oh Jo, he said he loved me a little bit. You don't mind do you? I had to admit that I loved him a little bit as well. It is all right isn't it?"

She laughed at me tenderly. "Of course I don't mind. How can I? I've just been made love to by the man you're going to marry tomorrow and I love him don't I? Don't worry. Just the front for me. He was heavenly as usual Lena. Just a tiny bit of poetry. Did Mike have a word with him about that. I didn't get a chance to ask him?"

"Jo, he can sing. He's got quite a nice voice and he sang to me. You must get him to sing to you. It's marvellous. He sang 'Embraceable you'. Ooohhh, it made me go all tingly."

She smiled an kissed me, "Yes I think I will. Do you want to change back?"

I did. You see I realised now that although I enjoyed being with Guy, I always did, I needed Mike afterwards. I suppose it was like with Jo, I needed to reaffirm my feelings for him and, I suppose, check his feelings for me. I never again doubted his love for me, I'd grown out of that. I think it was just a need to be needed by him.

"I thought you would. Come on, in you go." She smiled a sultry smile, "I wonder if I can conjure another one from Guy," she said to no one in particular as she opened the bedroom door.

I went into the other bedroom.

"Hello precious," he said. How did he know that?

"How did you know it was me?" I asked.

"Because I love you," he said as if that answered everything. Well it did really didn't it?

I snuggled up next to him and gave him a kiss. "Thank you for talking to Guy. Did you know he could sing."

He laughed, "Yes as a matter of fact I did. Did he sing to you?"

"Yes, 'Embraceable you'. It was lovely."

"I thought he would. I don't think he knows much poetry."

I laughed, "Jo's gone in there to try and get him to sing again, and perform I think."

"Oh the joys of youth," he said sadly cuddling me, "I'm afraid I've shot my bolt for tonight."

I smiled tenderly at him not wishing to compare him with his son, "I don't mind," I said, "just kiss me and hold me and tell me you love me." So he did, all three, over and over. In fact he must have kissed me for half an hour. He may not have been able to maintain an erection but his mouth and tongue pleasured my body to orgasm. I don't think I'd ever been kissed quite so much. It was lovely and I fell asleep in his arms.

I awoke to the sound of a soft knocking on the hall door. Jumping out of bed and donning a dressing gown I opened it to find Sally holding a try of tea and coffee. She smiled, "I thought you might need this before you come down," she said looking at me with a keen eye, "you look as if you had a busy night. Was my brother-in-law OK?" Oh dear, she'd guessed but I don't suppose she was about to broadcast it. I also noted she had put four cups on the tray.

I smiled that secretive female smile when we talk to each other about our menfolk, "Mmm," I said, "nearly as good as Mike."

She laughed, "It's true what Mike says, you are a minx. You must tell me all about this arrangement of yours," she whispered softly so nobody could hear, "I'm dying to know all about it."

"Perhaps after the weddings," I said, "we might have time then. It's a long story."

She smiled, "All right, I'll have to wait. Don't rush down, breakfast is all laid out when you're ready," and she left.

I woke Mike then popped my head round the door to see if Jo and Guy were awake. They were so I called them in and we all had coffee together. As we finished Mike pointed to the tray, "I think that Sally must suspect something," he said smiling, "she left four cups."

Jo looked alarmed, "Oh dear, does she really. She won't say anything will she?"

"Don't worry Jo, it doesn't really matter who knows does it. Most of them suspect something I should think. Why should Nardo give us these rooms if he didn't think we might 'wander' during the night."

"You're right Lena, it doesn't matter does it. I'm bloody hungry. I don't know about you three," she said smiling and looking at us all, "but I had a busy night!" We all laughed and, after dressing, strolled slowly downstairs for breakfast.

I must admit that the rest of that day remains something of a blur. An early lunch then all the women retiring to our bedroom to get me and themselves ready for the civil ceremony. They all fussed around me, it was like having four mums. I think that Gianna was the worst, wanting to make sure I looked my very best, but Maria wasn't far behind, with Sally and Mary bringing up the rear. They all got Jo ready first so she just had to stand around, they wouldn't let her sit down.

As they finished they all stood back and admired their work. They did my hair up with a hairpiece and managed to get a soft purple highlight into it that perfectly matched the burgundy colour of my suit. With my high heeled shoes I wasn't far off six feet now and when I looked at myself in the mirror I realised what a good job they had done. My makeup was fantastic. Again the colour had a soft purple base, not strong, but suggested. Lips sealed with a lipstick that matched perfectly I felt like a million dollars, Jo said I looked like a million too!

She looked fantastic as well. She had no formal part to play but she was a main witness along with Guy matching their roles at the blessing on Saturday. The pale blue of her suit complemented my burgundy perfectly. The only problem was neither of us were allowed to sit down or anything before the ceremony!

I only remember the end of the ceremony, turning to him, eyes almost level, and falling into those marvellous pools of blue/grey. He held me gently, oh so gently, and kissed my lips tenderly.

"I love you wife," he said with the biggest smile I've ever seen.

"And I love you husband," I said returning it.

This made everyone cry, well all the women anyway, so afterwards we all had to rush off to repair our faces. The remainder of the afternoon was spent with all the couples chatting, kissing and cuddling. I think the romance of the situation had got to them all. The only one left out really was Maria. You can't count the two younger boys, they didn't have an ounce of romance between them and we were unable to prise Pietro away from his Sandy anyway. Maria stood on the side watching all this with a sad expression on her face. I remembered her pain and reaffirmed my determination to get Mike to make love to her. In fact I had the germ of an idea about how to do that but it was early days yet and it would take a lot of luck to bring it to fruition.

"I'm going to talk to Maria," I whispered to him, "she looks so sad. She's the only one who hasn't got a partner and it's so romantic. Look at everyone."

He smiled as he looked around. "Mmm," he said, "it's amazing what seeing two people deeply in love can do to others. Off you go then but don't stay away too long." Wasn't he lovely!

I strolled over to Maria and she brightened a little bit. "You look sad," I said, "you need someone to be with,"

"I know," she smiled wanly, "no doubt Nardo will have invited a few eligible bachelors tonight and I'll have to fight them off but I do wish I had someone, you know, someone special but, well, it's so hard."

With my hand on her arm I said, "I haven't forgotten you know."

"Forgotten what?"

"My promise. Being married to him changes nothing. I promised I would try to arrange it and I will. I think I might have an idea so don't despair."

"Have you really. You don't have to, I'll understand," she said eagerly. "I didn't really think you would want to, or be able to."

I smiled at her, "You have a lot to learn about me Maria, I promised and I deliver on my promises. Once you've had him you can start your life and look for a nice man of your own."

"I'd like that. Sometimes I feel so lonely, like tonight. And mother, oh she keeps on." She bent close conspirationally, "She thinks I'm gay and is desperate to find out who my lover is," she laughed, "I wonder what she'd say if she learnt we'd been together."

Not a lot, I thought, but I didn't want Maria to know that! I'd have to have a talk with Jo, it was going to be difficult to get him to bed both mother and daughter without either of them knowing about the other but I had plans!

So I drifted back to Mike and stayed near him until the party began in the evening. Maria was right, there were several young men, all handsome, who had obviously been primed by Nardo and/or Sally. They pursued her relentlessly until I made Mike and Guy look after her for a while. Unfortunately that meant that they transferred their attentions to Jo and me. We flashed our eyes, wiggled our hips, and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves teasing them before our men returned. Then I made it clear where my allegiance lay. I don't think that any of them who tried to chat me up realised that I was the reason there was a party, they were so focussed on chatting up a woman! Jo was enjoying herself breaking hearts again. I'm sure she used these occasions to get her own back on the 'male'. Mike thought it was hilarious but I did notice Guy looking rather tense as Jo danced with a coupled of blokes.

"Mike," I said, "look at Guy."

"Mmm," he said, "he's jealous isn't he?"

"Certainly looks that way to me. He doesn't know she's playing with them does he."

"No he doesn't. That's probably outside his experience. Lena, you'd better talk to him. Remember he is so young in experience. I'd hate to see him do anything silly, and he might if one of those lotharios goes too far."

I sidled over to him, "Hello Guy, it looks like Jo is enjoying herself."

"Yes," he said through clenched teeth, "yes."

I grabbed his arm, "Oh Guy, Guy. Come over here and sit down, Mike's watching her like a hawk. Nothing can happen." So we sat down at one of the tables. "She's having a good time Guy. It doesn't mean anything honestly. Look, she's told you about her bad time. This is her way of getting it out of her system. Those blokes will think they've got a chance with one of the most beautiful women here and she will let them think that. In a minute she'll walk over to you and show them that they don't have a chance against you, don't you see. You'll feel wonderful. She's breaking hearts now, getting her own back on the male in her own way. You don't need to be jealous, she'll never leave you." I gripped his arm tightly, "No man will ever match up to you as far as she is concerned. Come on, let's go back and watch an expert heartbreaker at work and laugh inside."

He laughed, "You are right of course. Silly I know but I am new at this."

"That's all right, you are learning quickly."

At that moment the combo stopped playing and three of these gay lotharios gathered round Jo. She was all smiles, and head shaking until she finally looked across at Guy said something and pointed. You could almost see them all deflating, it was so funny. Then, to rub salt into the wound, she walked over to Guy and planted the most outrageously sexy kiss on his lips and draped herself round him in a manner that clearly said, 'this man fucks me'. You could almost see them drooling because she did look gorgeous, but then she always did. Guy played along now that he knew what she was doing, allowing his hands to wander over her bottom and caress her cheeks in a clear indication of 'ownership' as it were. Mike was laughing behind his hand at this display as the three suitors disappeared to look for Maria again but she had gone to ground in the kitchen.

"That was hilarious," I said to Mike, "she can be a real cow when she wants and she is so, so sexy."

"Mmm," he said smiling, "makes me feel quite jealous but then I've got you," and he swept me into his arms running his hands over my bottom as well. I knew we wouldn't make love tonight. Both he and Guy were drinking far more than usual, the wine was, after all, exceptionally good. Nardo had pulled out all the stops this evening, food and wine were excellent.

We didn't want to leave it too late for bed. I was eager to go to sleep in the arms of my HUSBAND and I wanted him to be well rested for the trials of Saturday and Sunday. Ooohhh, I was looking forward to that. So at about 10:30 we said our good nights to everyone and went up to bed.

Outside the door he stopped and turned to me, "This is just the first time," he said as he picked me up and carried me into the room, "I know I'll have to do it several times more." Then he put me on the bed and laid next to me.

"Well," he said, "how does it feel to be an old married woman," then seriously, "no regrets."

I reached up and pulled his head to mine and, after kissing his long and lovingly, said, "None whatever, and I never will have. Come on let's get undressed and go to bed. I want to fall asleep in the arms of my husband. Anyway," I said sexily, "you need your beauty sleep to build your strength for tomorrow."

He laughed, we cuddled, we undressed, then we went to sleep.

If I thought things went like a whirlwind on Friday, Saturday was even busier. We were woken early by Sally with tea and coffee (only two cups this time!) and poor Mike was hustled off into the other bedroom, passing Jo on the way. Then the four women went to work on us, getting us both ready for the ceremony at 12:30. Mike and Guy were told to shower then the bathroom door was locked from their side. There was no way he was going to see me before the ceremony they all said, just like a real wedding. By the time they had finished I felt fantastic and I could see that Jo felt good as well. She looked wonderful, "You look lovely," I said smiling at her.

"Take a look at yourself," she said smiling back.

So I walked to the mirror, "Oh my God," is said. I couldn't believe what I saw. A woman, seemingly in her early thirties, gorgeous, no fabulous. Blonde hair raised in towers with tiny ringlets at the side and just pink highlights. What they had done to my face I don't know, I was beautiful. Soft pink lipstick covering full lips that begged to be kissed, blue eyes highlighted by deftly applied eyeliner, cheeks the colour of a rose at dawn. I turned to them amazed, "Oh thank you, thank you. How did you ever do this?"

"It was easy," said Gianna, "we just worked on what was already there. You are very beautiful Caroline, you must believe that. What about your dress?"

"Oh, it looks fantastic," and it did. Because I'm quite tall and I was wearing 3 inch heels the dress hung beautifully showing off my bosom and my bottom to good effect.

"Jo," I said suddenly worried, "Mike?"

"What is it?" asked Gianna quickly followed by Maria.

I looked at Jo, should we tell them? I was asking her silently. She nodded and began to speak, "Well," she said, "obviously Mike is a lot older than Lena and he feels that sometimes. The problem is he feels it most when he sees her looking beautiful. He sort of feels he doesn't deserve her you see, that she should be with a young man and he gets an attack of conscience and self deprecation. Look," she said turning to me, "I'll have to go and have a word with him, warn him how wonderful you look, OK?"

"I think that's best. It'll be all right if he sees Jo beforehand won't it," I asked the others as she left. Mind I was a bit worried about Guy when he saw her looking like this, would he be able to keep his hands off her!

"No problem," said Sally, "it's only the bride that's unlucky. He's a silly man isn't he. Doesn't he know you love him, it's certainly obvious to all of us."

"Oh he knows, that isn't the problem. He just has these attacks of confidence, thinking he's too old for me. That he can't give me much time." Of course thinking like this was making me feel sad and they noticed so they started to cheer me up and after a while I was OK again. We didn't have much time to wait before the ceremony and they all finally rushed off to get ready themselves when Jo returned.

"I had a word with him," she said, " and he's OK. He was lovely Lena, he said he expected you to be beautiful today so he wasn't bothered when I told him. He really looks excited today. Oh Lena, I'm so happy for you." I was frustrating really, we couldn't cuddle because of our makeup and dresses but never mind!

Soon it was time for the ceremony. I don't remember very much, I think I was too emotional to take it in. I just remember walking down the small aisle on Geoff's arm and seeing Mike and Guy standing there in lovely suits, English morning dress I later found out. He turned to look at me, breaking the rules I suppose but it was worth it. The love in his eyes was unbelievable and almost started me crying. At the alter his touch was electric and the final kiss, well I could hardly stand. Afterwards we went outside for photographs, all taken by Pietro incidentally, and milled around talking and laughing.