Tales of Dirty Old Man Ch. 16

I'd seen these notices before, in the early days they would have been in the monthly newsletter that was first mailed then faxed and finally emailed around. They were always the same, a polite note that a couple were trying for a child and until further notice would everyone please observe the no bareback rule. Not once was that request not honoured. I hadn't seen it but I guess that Angie had placed a similar post. As soon as the pregnancy was confirmed a thank you notice would appear, it was our unofficial way of announcing a pregnancy to the family.

I gave her a kiss and she lay back contentedly. We were surrounded by the sounds of the sea and the boat. The continuous slap of the water against the hulls, the flap and snap of the sail, the creak of the rigging. By the wheel Pete and Angie were quietly talking, they both look happier that I'd seen over the past few days. Pete's no fool, I know he can get fixated on his work; he's done it before. But I think he also knew why Angie would take her little trips to see Ros and me, and I sensed he was happy she was coming back with us. She'd be safe and he could wrap up whatever it was that he was working on.

Angie glanced at me and saw me looking at her, I blew her a kiss and she smiled happily back at me. Steve stepped down into the cockpit, the sweat dripping off him.

"Shit, it's hot, water anyone?" He asked. I think we all said yes and he grabbed an armful from the cool box and handed them out, draining his before taking the last couple forward to Fi and Lise. A few moments later he reappeared followed by the girls.

Fi gasped, "Its cooler here, how much longer to the island Pete? I want to go swimming."

"Another thirty minutes or so." He pointed out a recess by the side of the cockpit. "That's a fresh water shower if you want to cool down?"

"Oh, God, yes please," and she stood under the shower and let the cool water cascade over her. Her nipples hardening in response to the cool water. Lise pushed her way beside her and stood there with a happy expression on her face. Simone stirred and when they stepped out, she stepped under the water for a few moments.

Lise sat down beside me, leaning back against me, and pressing her wet body against mine. The wet fabric of the front triangle of her bikini bottoms was almost completely transparent and her tattoo was clearly visible. Pete whistled in appreciation when he saw it.

"That really nice Lise," he said.

She grinned at him and said, "It's my gift to the two of them, its proof of my commitment."

Simone stood by the rear of the cockpit allowing the breeze to dry and cool her. She turned to Fi and asked, "How did you all survive the heat when you were in Saudi, this is nice for a few days, but not for years?"

Fi said, "It was a dry heat, there was almost no humidity. For some reason you didn't feel the heat as much."

"It's true," Pete said, he glanced at the thermometer and continued. "It's 34 degrees but the humidity is 98%. We often saw temperatures ten degrees hotter in Riyadh but there was no humidity so it felt a lot cooler."

Twenty minutes later saw us scurrying around as we lowered the sails and anchored The Lady R about fifty meters off shore. Pete and I lowered the yachts' tender into the water and stowed the food and the rest of gear we'd need.

Pete and Angie took the tender to the shore. The rest of us dived off the stage at the stern and had a race to the beach. Lise and Steve were the first on shore, closely followed by Fi and myself. Simone took her time as she'd decided to use a face mask and a snorkel.

By the time she walked out of the sea doing a remarkable impression of Ursula Andress, we had erected the sun shade and were setting up the barbecue. She was like a child as she described the coral and fish she'd seen.

As I'd learnt many years earlier the combination of the direct sunlight in addition to the reflections from the white sand and the sea could be deadly. I noticed that Simone's back looked a touch red.

I suggested, "I'd wear a tee-shirt if you want to do any more snorkelling, the rest of us will be." Lise came over and I gave her the same warning.

Fi heard me and agreed then she said, "Do you remember when I ended up in hospital after I fell asleep on an air mattress at the villa?"

God yes, I'd got back to the villa early for once and seen Fi asleep, floating on her front on a Lillo in the pool. Her back had been bright red and starting to blister, I made her stand under a cold shower until Ros got back. She took one look at her back and we were on the way to staff health. Fi spent the next three days on the burns ward and it was a further two weeks before she could lie on her back.

"Yes," I said, "you gave us all some sleepless nights over that."

"I gave myself more than a few," she said. "I've had three pre-cancerous moles removed over the last few years. I have to get routine check-up's every couple of months all because of that day."

"Fi, why didn't you tell me?" I said, and I held my arms out to her.

She came and folded herself into my arms. "Because I didn't want to worry you," she said, and then just so I could hear, "because of Ros."

I looked at Steve and he grimaced and said, "I've memorised every part of her body, if I even think there's been a change I make her go to the clinic."

"Hey it's not as bad as it sounds," Fi said. "I've only ever had pre-cancerous moles, and I'm careful to use a waterproof complete UV sun block when I'm out in the sun."

We sat down in the shade to enjoy the chilled champagne Pete had opened to toast Lisette's birthday.

The short time we spent on the island encapsulated everything I'd grown to love about the family. We all recognised the freedom that comes from totally trusting the others in the group. We all knew and respected the boundaries we had set. It was an absolute pleasure to lie with my head cocooned in Fi's lap as Simone and Lise teased Pete. They'd ganged up on him after he'd chased them for pouring ice cold water on him. They'd pinned him down, not that he'd struggled that hard. They pulled his trunks down and gave him a 'thank you for the boat trip' blow job, which had left him gasping in pleasure. They had gone to Angie and shared the fruits of their labours with her.

We don't do orgies in the family, nor sex for the sake of sex, I don't think we ever have. But as the family we have always been happy to share our love both physically and emotionally. Did watching my lovers play with Pete turn me on, hell yes! Did it make me jealous, definitely not! I know Fi was aroused, she watched their game with a grin, her nipples hardened and the heavenly aroma of a sexually aroused woman caressed my nostrils. I saw Angie and Steve share a kiss and a caress as they prepared the food. Sex and physical pleasure was never the goal of our get-togethers, it was a happy by-product.

Fi wriggled and one hand caressed my face while the fingers of the other slid under her bikini bottom gently rubbing her clit.

She bent down to kiss me and I raised a hand to her breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers, extracting a gasp of pleasure.

Pete stood pulling his trunks up and grabbed Lise and tossed her over his shoulder and walked into the sea with her kicking and screaming. He threw her into the water and she disappeared below the surface before reappearing spluttering and vowing unspeakable vengeance. Simone saw Pete moving in her direction and ran over to me and threw herself on to my lap.

"Save me Master," she begged, kissing me as Pete towered over her.

"Sorry mate," I said, "She's playing the master-slave card. She knows I'd have to save her, but....." And then I grinned up at him. "That also means she has to accept any punishment I decide upon or who I decide should administer it." Her contented smile suddenly disappeared and she looked at me in mock horror.

"Please Master, don't let him punish me."

"What do you think Pete, how many smacks?" He grinned and raised two fingers and I nodded.

I said, "Sorry darling, off you go to accept your punishment from Pete."

He sat down on one of the coolers and she smiled and gave me a kiss before going over to Pete and stretched out over his knees. Two sharp cracks and two yelps then she stood up. Pete gave her a hug and she hugged and kissed him back. Then she came over to me and presented her butt for my inspection. Two red hand prints were forming and she gave me her sad-eyed face. I pulled her down beside me and she curled into me, leaning across me to give Fi a kiss.

Then she sought my lips and whispered, "I love you, Master." Then she smiled and placed my hand on her breast. "I can't believe how much my life has changed and that I would be this happy." I hugged her in reply.

Angie called out, announcing that the food was ready and we all gathered around for hotdogs and salad. We had chilled watermelon to finish and refresh ourselves.

After lunch Pete and Steve went back to the boat and returned with an assortment of snorkelling and scuba gear. Of the seven of us only Simone and Lise had not dived before. Pete, Steve, Fi and myself had been diving since our early Saudi days. Julia and I had gone on holiday to the Maldives just to learn to dive. Pete had taught Angie when he first met her.

Pete and I had both passed our PADI dive master and open water courses. We decided that as the water inside the coral reef was only twenty foot at its deepest, if we each took responsibility for one of our novices it would be safe for all of us to dive.

We gave Simone and Lise a twenty minute masterclass, while the others kitted up and headed out to the reef. Then Pete took Lise and I took Simone and we carefully followed the others into the water. After a last check we adjusted their buoyancy jackets and we sank below the surface.

We only went down a couple of feet to start with, and I kept hold of Simone's hand. In front of us Pete was doing the same with Lise. The water was crystal clear and below us the sandy bottom danced with the refracted sun beams. We made our way over to the others who were clustered around a large coral head waiting for us.

The coral head was teaming with small reef fish and was set in about ten feet of water so I felt safe to let go of Simone's hand and let her explore on her own.

I remember the magic of my first dives, even the smallest plainest creature was a unique experience. So I could imagine just what Simone and Lise were experiencing. I spotted a large purple tinged anemone with a resident pair of clown fish and brought both of them over to see. It was fun to see the joy in their eyes as the two tiny clown fish would aggressively attack an outstretched finger. Pete reached into a plastic bag and brought out a handful of bread the quickly dispersed into a cloud of small particles. We were immediately surrounded by a school of black and white Damsel fish that darted every each way.

I checked Simone's air gauge, there was still comfortably enough air for another forty minutes. Pete checked Lise gauge and gave me the sign for forty. I gave him the ok and then pointed in the direction of the reef. At no point was I intending to let the girls go below fifteen feet so a slow gradual accent would cover any risk of decompression issues. We escorted our novices the hundred meters or so out to the edge of the reef

They were like kids in a candy store darting from here to there as something new would catch their eyes. I saw that Steve had his camera with him and I made sure he got a few shots of the girls. All too soon it was time to slowly ascend. We probably didn't need a decompression stop but we did one in any case. It was lucky we did because the girls got to see their first reef shark. It was just a baby, no more than three feet from nose to tail. He circled around us for a minute or so before with a casual flick of his tail he disappeared off along the edge of the reef. We were never at any risk from him, he was only curious as to what had invaded his territory.

When we reached the surface Lise spat out her regulator and gasped, "Did you see that huge shark, I was so scared, it was this big." And she held her arms outstretched.

Pete laughed and held his finger and thumb apart and said, "Don't you mean this big, he was tiny."

I said, "He was only a youngster, he was probably more scared of you than you were of him."

We swam back to the boat and Pete and I helped the girls to take off their scuba gear. We stowed it on the boat and then we swam to the shore. We spent the rest of the afternoon lazing about until it was time to pack up. We had a table booked for seven that evening and the ladies had already given us poor mortal men strict instructions that they needed to be back at the hotel by no later than five-thirty to give them time to get ready.

So just before four we were hoisting the sails and heading back to the marina. Simone and Lise were checking out the photos that Steve had been taking on the dive. Lise grinned when she saw the close-ups of her and Simone. The tee-shirts they'd worn were transparent in the water as were the bikini bottoms.

Lise came and jumped on top of me and looked around at every one, "I want to say thank you to all of you for such a wonderful birthday. Thank you for accepting me as part the family." She gave me a kiss and then stood up and gave one to everyone else.

She came back and pulled Simone and me into a hug. She whispered to us, "Thank you for sharing your love with me." Then she laughed and cried out, "Best birthday ever!"

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We made it back to the hotel in one piece and reasonably on time and not too dishevelled. Getting ready for the rest of the evening seemed to be the girls' priority. I had my orders and ran the water into the large tub. While Simone and Lisette soaked, I trimmed my beard, and Simone watched my every move with interest. She made me sit on the edge of the bath and she took my beard trimmer and tided up my pubic hair. She and Lise carefully checked out the results with their mouths that left me gasping. Then they sent me off to have a quick shower.

We had all agreed that we would dress up for the evening, so I had decided to wear my Saville Road suit. It had been bought for me by Ros just before we found out her illness. We'd gone up to London for my birthday and she'd taken me to Davies and Son. The suit had cost her over £2000, and the first time I wore it was to take her out for her birthday two months before she died. I wore it again at her funeral even though it's a charcoal grey with lighter grey pin stripes and not black.

I dressed in the suit and a light blue shirt and then decided on a dark blue checked tie. In my pocket was the special present that Simone and I had bought for Lise. We'd walked past the shop and seen it in the window and we had both agreed it was perfect for her. We had debated as to when to give it to her and had agreed tonight was the perfect time.

Simone walked out of the bathroom in a silk robe and stood still and looked at me.

"Mon chéri I've never seen you look so handsome." She came over and hugged me. "I'm so lucky to have found you," she whispered. She shivered in my arms as we kissed. Then she pushed me out of the bedroom.

"Go and wait in the other room for us, we want to surprise you."

Pete and Steve were already relaxing with a drink and I poured myself one and joined them. Like me they'd made an effort and were smartly dressed. I slid my jacket off and we moved out to the balcony. We sat down watching as the last of the light in the sky faded through dark orange to black. The lights of the city flickered below us.

Pete raised his glass to us and said, "To us, who'd of thought we'd still all be together after all these years. To friendships that never die." We drank to that.

Steve looked at me and he could see the tear in the corner of my eye. "To absent friends," he said.

"Ros," we all said and sipped from our glasses. This time tears really did come to my eyes, and I had a real struggle to hold them in.

For a few minutes we sat quietly, then Pete turned to me and asked, "After Lisette flies back, do you want to stay here or would you prefer staying at the villa with Angie and me. Steve and Fi want to."

I thought about it for a few seconds and nodded, I replied, "Well she flies tomorrow night so we could check out Monday. That will give us some time to relax before our flight on Thursday. Hey, did Angie get a seat on the same flight?"

"She did, she's in first with you two," he said. He paused before saying, "Andy I know why she really wants to stay with you. I always knew why she would suddenly up sticks and head for you and Ros. You two kept her from doing something stupid when I couldn't, and you would send her back to me when the crisis was over. Mate, please let her stay as long as she needs. Just call me when she's ready to come back, and I'll fly over to get her."

"Pete she loves you," I said, "and she always will. You know Simone and I will look after her for you. Our door will always be open for you or any of the family that needs us."

"I know mate, you and Ros were our rocks, and it looks like Simone is more than happy to fill that role as well."

Pete and I hugged. I've never wanted to make love to a man but within the family Pete and Mike were the closest I'd ever got to having brothers and lovers. I'd never felt uncomfortable seeing them naked or touching them in a manly way.

We heard a call from the sitting room and Pete called back letting them where we were sitting. Fi and Angie came out to join us. Both of them were wearing designer knee-length cocktail dresses in different shades of green to set off their red hair.

Fi and Angie greeted their husbands with big kisses before coming over to me for a hug and a kiss. We all went back into the sitting room to wait for Simone and Lise. Simone appeared first, she stood in the doorway in a stunning light blue silk sheath dress. It came to her knees and had a side slit almost to the top of her thigh.

Lisette was right behind her and was in a body-hugging LBD that came to mid-thigh, thus leaving her fabulous legs exposed to view. A whisper from Angie told me that it was a Christian Dior. Both she and Simone were wearing their collars and had wrapped the silver chain leashes around their waists in place of a belt, a sign of the pleasure they'd promised for later.

I coughed to get everyone's attention, "Lisette, Simone and I have one last gift for you, it's not a birthday present, and it's something that is far more important to the three of us. This is not something we are doing lightly, we were going to wait until the wedding and do it then. But we decided that this is a more appropriate time." I handed the special item to Simone.

She gestured for Lise to come closer and said, "Lise, darling will you commit yourself to Andy and me, to be our wife and lover?" She held out the ring we'd found, a heart shaped diamond flanked by two smaller heart shaped emeralds to her.

Lisette stood there looking stunned. Then she squealed, the words running into each other, "Ohgodyes, yes please; whenwillwehavetheceremony? Oh, this is so exciting. I've dreamed of this. We can't do it at Christmas, that's special for you and him."

"Take a breath sweetheart," I said. "No, not at Christmas, we thought next summer. You will get your own ceremony."

She thought for a moment then she said, "Can we have it on Rosie please. We can moor her at the chateau, and have the ceremony on the deck." She held her hand out to Simone as she spoke.

As Simone placed the ring on Lisette's finger, the quiet in the room was broken by the cries of congratulations from the rest of the family. Lise stood there looking back and forth from us to the ring on her fingers and back to us again. Then she enthusiastically threw herself into my arms, dragging Simone with her.