I love the tingling sensation that I get deep in my pussy when my gorgeous new girlfriend sucks my super-sensitive nipples. I’ve only known Yvonne for a few weeks but since we met we’ve spent every Saturday night and Sunday together doing little else but having the most intense and satisfying sex.

I approached her at a party a few weeks ago and at first she seemed very cold towards me but it transpired that she’d only recently split from her long-term boyfriend who was the only person she’d ever known intimately. At just twenty-four she was feeling fragile and neglected but as the evening passed she responded to my reassuring words of wisdom and gradually became much more relaxed.

There was a definite mutual attraction and even though her pretty face, long dark red hair and shapely figure were very alluring, I couldn’t be sure if she’d actually be receptive to any physical advances.

As it turned out my first tentative kiss was willingly reciprocated although I realised that it might be just a passing phase as she emerged from her low point. However, sharing my body with a young woman to whom the joy and sensuality of female sex was a new and exciting experience is enough for me.

Usually Yvonne arrives at my place around seven on Saturday evening and we either eat in or go to a nice local restaurant where good food and wine as well as great sexy conversation gets us in the mood. A cab brings us home and almost as soon as we’re through the front door we’re kissing and tearing our clothes off before going up the spiral staircase to the mezzanine landing and my super king-size bed.

Yvonne only took an interest in pampering her pussy after she’d met me and it was now lovely and smooth like mine. When she lays naked on my bed with her legs apart exposing the soft moist folds of her succulent young labia I ease myself forward and start licking her silky inner thighs. My luscious girlfriend loves feeling my lips brushing against her sweet tasting pussy flesh and the hard button of her clit. Yvonne has a really lovely clit that extends way beyond the hood making it really easy to suck and flick with my tongue.

She moans softly when I slip a couple of my slender fingers into her warm wet vagina and as I massage her G spot she gradually gets to the point of ecstasy. Her nipples become stiff, her cheeks start to glow and her body begins to tense up in expectation of her orgasm then she emits a long slow groan and everything trembles as the sensations ripple through her entire frame.

We pleasure each other in every way possible until we drift off to sleep and usually find that when we wake in the morning, our legs are interlocked. I love our sensuous kissing and the feeling of Yvonne’s soft warm body pressed against mine as we gently grind against each other intimately until we cum.

Every weekend has been wonderful but I was concerned about how Yvonne might react when I told her that I’d been invited to Cornwall to spend some time with a man I’d become friendly with as a result of my writing.

“Will you be having sex with him?” she asked.

“I believe I will,” I replied.

She looked rather pensive as she considered my response then said something that shook me rigid.

“Why can’t I come with you?” she demanded.

I leaned forward and kissed her saying, “Oh Yvonne, I’ll only be a couple of days and I promise we’ll be back together soon.”

“It’s not that,” she said, “I just thought it might be a fun thing to do.”

Given Yvonne’s new found freedom from the shackles of her monogamous relationship I understood where she was coming from but in the cold light of day I felt it was necessary to be brutal about the reality of what she was asking of me.

“I love being intimate with you Yvonne,” I said, “But how would you feel watching a man fucking me?”

“I’ve already got an image of it in my mind.” she replied without hesitation.

“And supposing this man wants to fuck you?” I asked seriously.

“Look at me Candy,” She said indignantly,” I’m not exactly ugly so I’d be a bit offended if he didn’t.”

My mind was racing at the prospect of a threesome with Clive and Yvonne but I wasn’t sure if I should pre-warn him that I’d be bringing a friend. In the end I decided that he would be unlikely to decline and besides, he’d told me that he was ’between women’ at the moment, so I figured it would be a nice treat for him.

Getting to Cornwall from the Midlands can be a long and tortuous journey by road or rail but I discovered that regular flights are available from Birmingham to Newquay that only take an hour and I figured it was worth the extra cost in order to arrive fresh and alert.

Yvonne offered to pay her share but I wouldn’t hear of it and once we were in the air she started to quiz me about Clive.

“What’s he like,” she asked excitedly.

I didn’t reveal that he’d previously sent me a picture of himself because I wanted to tease her a little so I simply said, “I’ve no idea, I’ve never met him.”

She looked completely shocked and said, “So how do you know you’ll even fancy him?”

I thought for a second and said, “All I know is that he’s fifty-eight and writes really horny stories that arouse me when I read them and if a man can make my pussy moist with his words I’m sure he can make me even wetter with his touch.”

“Fifty-eight,” Yvonne mused, “that’s older than my Dad.”

“And mine,” I said, “but that is so cool and I have a feeling that Clive is going to be as good a lover as you and I have ever had.”

Yvonne then reminded me that she’d never had sex with any man other than her ex-boyfriend so this was going to be something completely different on all levels.

“Still keen?” I asked clutching her hand.

She leaned across, kissed me and whispered softly in my ear, “Fuck yes,”

A luxury air-conditioned cab was waiting when we landed and within forty-five minutes or so we pulled up outside a historic looking building and the driver unloaded our overnight bags.

Clive must have been looking out because just as the cab disappeared from view a tall elegant man approached us with a broad grin on his face and his arms outstretched.

“Candy,” He said warmly, “it’s wonderful to meet you at last.”

He kissed me on both cheeks and I told him he was more handsome than in his picture then I introduced Yvonne and he kissed her too before ushering us into his lovely apartment. Being the perfect gentleman he carried both our bags and invited us to sit on his sofa.

He didn’t seem especially shocked that two young women had arrived rather than one but it was clearly unexpected because he explained that he’d made a reservation for lunch at a local restaurant and needed to telephone them to amend his booking to cater for three.

While he was doing that Yvonne quizzed me about the photograph thing and I told her why I’d kept quiet. “What do you think of him?” I whispered.

“He’s lovely,” she replied, “I love his silver hair and that neat little beard, very suave.”

When Clive returned he offered us drinks and said that once we were settled he’d take us to lunch. “I’ve only got the one bedroom,” He said,” and just the one bed.”

“I’m sure we’ll manage,” I replied suggestively, “we’ll just have to snuggle up close won’t we.”

Yvonne grinned at my quirky comment and Clive nodded knowingly.

The meal at The Navy Inn was first class and it was way past four when we all tumbled through Clive’s door with more than a couple of glasses of fine wine inside us. The conversation over lunch had been quite forthright and overtly sexual so there was no awkwardness or doubts as to where this encounter was leading. I needed a wee but didn’t bother to put my panties back on when I’d finished and when I returned to the lounge Clive and Yvonne were already kissing passionately.

I joined them and nibbled his ear whilst slipping my hand under his shirt. I stroked his manly chest gently pinching his nipples and as he squeezed Yvonne’s shapely breast he began kissing me hard and exploring the inside of my mouth with his tongue.

For a second or two we all disconnected to gather our composure then Yvonne and I more or less forced Clive onto the sofa where we both started to undo his clothing. His shirt was soon off and once I’d unfastened his belt it was only a matter of seconds before I was easing his trousers and underpants over his hips and holding his lovely stiffening cock in my hand. Yvonne pulled his trousers and socks off then joined me so that we were kneeling on the floor either side of him. As a dribble of clear liquid oozed from his tiny cock hole I licked it off tenderly before sensuously taking the tip of his engorged penis into my mouth.

Yvonne watched intently and gently squeezed his lovely big balls as I started licking and sucking Clive’s delicious cock. After a few more deep succulent strokes I offered it to her and she instantly began sucking it enthusiastically. As she did so I peeled my dress over my head tossing my shaggy mane of peachy blonde hair. I wasn’t wearing a bra so I just pressed my warm naked tits against Clive’s face where his mouth soon found my stiff tender nipples. I gasped softly and pulled his head close to me as his lips and tongue sent those familiar tingles through my body and deep into my pussy where my juices were now starting to trickle freely.

Almost as though the move had been rehearsed Yvonne disconnected from Clive then started to strip, which gave me the opportunity to get astride him and guide his saliva soaked cock into my warm wet cunt. We were looking into each other’s eyes as he entered me but my eyes fluttered shut as I felt the wonderful sensation of a new man’s cock slipping smoothly and deeply into my body. I easily consumed his meaty seven inches all the way in and jiggled my hips slightly so that I could feel the tip rubbing gently against my womb right at the very top of my tight tunnel.

Clive’s cock was lovely and thick and I’m very good at controlling my kegel muscles so with my arms over his shoulders and his hands playing with my plump firm tits I squeezed hard and gripped it tightly. This time it was Clive’s turn to flutter his eyes as I squeezed and relaxed like I was milking him.

We were soon fucking rhythmically and I was grunting softly with every deep penetrating stroke but Yvonne had decided to get herself involved by climbing onto the sofa adjusting her stance slightly so that she could hold her lovely bald pussy against Clive’s face. She squealed as he licked the soft moist flesh of her succulent womanhood and when he reached round and opened the cheeks of her bum I could clearly see both her tantalising holes. Then he started touching them and paid particular attention to her anal hole into which he gently slipped a finger that he’d moistened with her sweet sex juice. Yvonne squealed again as it went in deeply and she clearly liked it, which suggested to me that at some stage during the weekend she’d be willing to take something much larger than his finger into her warm and tender ass.

I was really enjoying the pounding I was taking from Clive’s rampant cock but realised that Yvonne deserved her turn and without any pre-rehearsed choreography I disconnected from him and she spun round squatting over his loins so that he could penetrate her. His cock was soaked in my slippery juices and her cunt was sopping wet anyway so as I eased his thick shaft into her vagina with my hand, it disappeared sweetly into her body up to the hilt in a single penetrating stroke.

At first she leaned back against Clive’s chest letting his hands fondle her lovely firm tits and her stiff clit but after a dozen or so rhythmic strokes she leaned forward placing her hands on his knees and in this position, she was able to fuck him really energetically. Soon they were in perfect synch with each other and each time their flesh collided it made a wonderful loud slapping noise.

Every thrust was accompanied by her guttural feminine grunting and with Yvonne riding his cock so enthusiastically, I was quite surprised that he’d managed to last so long already. When Clive quietly announced that he was so close to cumming that he couldn’t hold out much longer, Yvonne and I swiftly reverted to our original position by kneeling either side of him on the floor.

We treated his throbbing manhood to licks and kisses as we waited for his imminent ejaculation and a split second after we heard that familiar groan of manly pleasure a powerful spurt of creamy white semen shot straight into Yvonne's face just under her eye. It started trickling down her rosy red cheek and pulses of warm cum flowed freely from his cock like lava from an erupting volcano. We both enjoyed the sensation of it running over our fingers and into our mouths and Yvonne was lapping it up and swallowing it just like I was. It was only later that she whispered to me that this was the first time she’d ever tasted a man’s cum.

Clive couldn’t give any more but the load he’d produced was spectacular so our faces and tits were liberally spattered with little rivulets of milky fluid trickling down our bodies. As Clive sank back in the sofa with his forearm across his closed eyes Yvonne and I savoured the final moments of this wonderful encounter by licking each other clean.

On the face of it things had been a bit one-sided since neither Yvonne nor I had reached orgasm but we certainly didn’t feel cheated and after the three of us had showered and settled down, Clive treated us to a nice Cornish cream tea.

None of us had bothered to put our clothes back on and since we all felt perfectly comfortable being naked in each other’s company we decided that this was how we would be for the rest of our time together. Despite the thirty odd years age gap we enjoyed the sight of Clive’s masculine features and I’m sure he was happy with us too.

We all agreed that our afternoon of sex had been very enjoyable and as we consumed our tea, the conversation focused on what the three of us were hoping might develop as the weekend progressed.

Clive openly asked me about Yvonne’s presence and I told him that I knew from his stories how much he enjoyed two women ‘butt grinding’ so I thought he might appreciate watching us doing what we do a bit later on.

He nodded approvingly and turned to Yvonne asking her what she liked to do.

She gave him a brief history of her relatively mundane sex life prior to meeting me and went into raptures about what had happened since. “In the few short weeks since I met Candy,” she said, “It’s been like a sexual awakening.”

She then went on to tell Clive that she really enjoyed tasting his cum and feeling his finger in her rectum.

“Are you into anal sex?” Clive asked her sensitively.

“I’ve never tried it before,” she replied honestly, “You’ll be my first time.”

Clive and I looked at each other and I said, “I’ve got plenty of lube with me guys and I’m sure Clive will be very gentle.”

“I will indeed,” he said reassuringly, “And how about you Candy, will you be playing?”

“Of course I will,” I replied glancing at Clive’s slowly stiffening penis. “Don’t get too far ahead of yourself,” I said as I gave it a playful stroke, “Save it for later.”

For the next couple of hours the three of us indulged in a kind of private orgy watching porn DVD’s pretty much non-stop on his television as we relaxed on the duvets that Clive had thoughtfully laid out on the floor. He’d also placed dishes of fresh fruit, smoked salmon, canapés and slices of succulent meat around as well as bottles of wine and champagne.

None of this had been planned or prepared for. It was just how it evolved and was just perfect. We were still being sexually active as we watched the movies and nibbled the snacks but it was more playful than serious.

One minute I was sitting astride Clive and gyrating my hips slowly with his cock deep inside me as we shared some juicy grapes and the next he was sensuously slipping in and out of Yvonne from behind as she savoured a banana.

I had my ‘phone with me and between us we were getting some quite good pictures then at one point as I was sipping a delicious glass of wine I asked Clive a rhetorical question. “If I was wine Clive,” I said, “What kind would I be?”

“I’d need to taste you before I could answer that,” He replied.

I rolled my eyes knowing what he meant and then opened my legs wide pulling my pussy lips apart with my fingers so that he could get his tongue right in there. After a few lingering licks he sat up and made the slurping sound that all wine tasters make. Then went into a full rapturous description of comparing me to taut, fresh, full flavoured Chablis.

Yvonne was laughing and then said, “What about me?”

After Clive had licked her heavenly cunt flesh a few times he declared that she tasted like a lovely refined gastronomic pink from the vineyards of Corsica.

We were all very laid-back about our intimacy and I wanted to treat Clive to the show I’d promised him so when one of the movies finished I invited him to turn off the TV and ushered Yvonne to join me. Clive sat on the floor with his back against the sofa as Yvonne and I began our foreplay. She wasted no time and started kissing me passionately as she slipped a couple of fingers into my juicy cunt. “I’m so fucking horny honey,” I gasped, “I want you to make me cum.”

“I will,” She whispered, then we just slipped between each other’s slender legs until the soft flesh of our genitals touched and we started grinding our cunts together just like we’d been doing every weekend since we met.

We fucked tenderly and enjoyed the flavour of our feminine juices as we sucked our fingers after dipping them into the delicious cocktail that oozed copiously from our vaginas. It wasn’t long before both of us were bringing each other closer and closer to an orgasmic climax.

Clive watched us and happily stroked his lovely cock but we were so close to cumming and as she rubbed my tender clit Yvonne kissed me hard and it brought me off almost instantly. Every sinew of my body shuddered as the ecstatic shockwaves of my climax thundered through me then almost immediately, Yvonne screamed loudly as her equally violent orgasm engulfed her too.

The two of us were wet and panting but this was only the beginning of our evening and after a brief period of rest we were soon ready to play again but Clive insisted that we should relax for a while and enjoy some food, drink and entertainment.

We all sat on the duvets with our backs against the sofa watching a really good video and enjoying glasses of fine wine with melt in the mouth food. Clive had his arms around us as we watched a lovely scene on the TV with Peter North and Christina Black. I’ve seen it many times before but I never tire of the climax to the scene where Peter cums into Christina’s mouth and she moves forward to capture as much as she can. Then she swirls it round in her mouth and gazes into Peter’s eyes before swallowing it and licking the last few precious droplets off the tip of his cock.

Yvonne and I had been gently stroking Clive’s body and we were all ready now for some really hardcore sex. "Why don’t we treat Yvonne to her first proper anal experience?” I suggested.

Clive and Yvonne looked at each other and Yvonne asked, ”What’s best, doggie style?”

“Why not,” I said and invited her to get on all fours with her elbows on the floor and her lovely shapely bum high in the air.

Clive and I got behind her and I parted her bum cheeks to reveal the full beauty of the luscious holes between them. “Isn’t that just the most perfect vision?” I whispered to Clive.

“It’s glorious,” he replied as I drizzled a generous squirt of lube at the top of her crack. I massaged it tenderly over the soft warm flesh of her womanhood and met no resistance as my fingers probed the sweet openings to her luscious interior.

Clive was close behind her and rubbing his beautiful cock up and down her crevice as I dribbled some more lube over both of them.

“Pussy first,” I said quietly as Clive prepared to enter her. “She’s going to be very tight and we need to get her really wet.”

It still turns me on when I see a man’s cock disappearing into another woman’s body but this was extra special for me because it felt like Yvonne was my student and I was her teacher. As I watched her accept every inch of Clive’s engorged penis deep into her sweet young pussy I actually gasped as loudly as she did.

I was kneeling on the floor next to Clive and pressing my body close to his. My tits wobbled slightly as I moved in harmony with each deep penetrating stroke he gave her and I lifted my breast to my mouth and licked my nipple. Clive was really considerate and as he tenderly fucked her vagina he used his thumb to gently probe her anal orifice to help relax the muscles that naturally keep it shut tight.

Yvonne’s soft moaning meant that she was clearly enjoying the sensations and after several minutes had passed I stroked her silky smooth back with my finger and asked her sensitively, “Are you ready to take it in your ass honey?”

She let Clive give her a few more strokes then turned her head to glance over her shoulder saying, “I’m ready.”

I was right there with Clive as he slipped his cock out of Yvonne’s dripping wet cunt and slid the tip up to her puckered little sphincter. He knew she was an anal virgin and he was really keen not to hurt her so very gently he pushed against her until she slowly gave way and the thick bullet shaped tip of his cock penetrated the first inch or so of her delicious rectum.

All three of us gasped as it went in but Yvonne only flinched slightly so with just a few further pushes, her anal tunnel gradually dilated and soon accepted the length and girth of Clive’s meaty cock without complaint.

Clive was really gentle and with just a few long slow penetrating strokes he was soon able to switch effortlessly from one warm wet hole to the other. As he sensed her desire for more energy Yvonne’s ecstatic panting and feminine grunting noises grew louder. I must admit I was a bit envious but I loved watching it too and I was really keen to see this go all the way.

“How does it feel in your ass honey?” I asked.

“It’s fantastic,” she gasped breathlessly, “I’ve never known anything like it.”

“I want you to let him cum inside you,” I whispered.

“Don’t you want some too Candy?” she gasped.

“I’ll get my share later,” I replied then I got round behind Clive and pushed my firm tits into his back reaching my arms around him so that I could play with his nipples.

I knew from our chats that he has really sensitive nipples and he loved having them squeezed. He even told me that he could cum that way so I was hoping that with his cock deep inside Yvonne’s luscious body and my fingers working on his nipples, his climax would be explosive.

Yvonne was grunting loudly as she took every deep thrust but Clive was in total control. He could slow down or speed up and use long slow strokes or short rapid ones to satisfy his own pleasure as well as hers. We were just his young horny sluts and we didn’t care how he used us but he was always so considerate. He was clearly close to orgasm but took nothing for granted and whispered, “Are you okay baby?”

Yvonne said nothing but sort of nodded and within a few seconds Clive was groaning in that wonderful manly way as his semen started pumping into her.

They were both pretty much consumed with the horniness of it all and looking over Clive’s shoulder I could see his milky fluid leaking from Yvonne’s body past his cock as he eased down slowly from the intense tempo of a minute or so earlier.

I knew that when he withdrew there was likely to be torrent of cum spilling from Yvonne and I had the presence of mind to grab my ‘phone to capture a picture of that special moment in her life. As Clive slowly disconnected a small trickle of cream oozed out but as she squeezed her muscles it just squirted out all over her labia and made a sizeable puddle on the duvet. It was an awesome sight and I was certain that Yvonne would love the picture but Clive’s cum soaked cock was still stiff enough to give her several more lovely deep strokes in her vagina before it began to deflate naturally.

It wasn’t even dark outside yet and although we’d had some really energetic sex over the past few hours none of us was particularly tired so Clive suggested that it might be fun to play a game. We stayed naked and Clive replenished the buffet and drinks before he produced the Trivial Pursuit.

He won of course but by the time it was over we were ready for bed and for the second time that day we all took a shower prior to slipping under Clive’s white duvet. It was just the perfect end to the day with Clive cuddling us as we drifted off to sleep.

As he held us close to him and we gently stroked his chest I asked him if he was happy being ‘between women’ and he replied, “I am tonight.”

The early morning light slowly roused us from our slumber and one by one we began to stir. I could feel Clive’s morning erection pressing against my back and his arm held me tight with his hand cupping my breast. Yvonne sighed as she stretched then said that she would make us all some tea.

Clive told her where she could find everything and she shuffled out of the bedroom leaving the two of us to face each other and squeeze up close. We kissed passionately and entwined our warm limbs. I loved the sensation of his stiff penis against my tummy and neither of us said a word.

By the time Yvonne returned with three mugs of tea Clive and I were already in a classic sixty-nine position with me straddling his face and sucking his delicious meaty cock as he licked my succulent womanhood from top to bottom and finger-fucked both my juicy holes.

There was a small couch next to Clive’s bed and Yvonne put the mugs of tea on the bedside unit then sat on the couch completely cool with what Clive and I were doing.

“Aren’t you going to join us?” I asked expectantly.

“I just want to watch if that’s alright,” she replied, “Anyway it’s your turn to have him all to yourself.”

An audience watching me having sex always turns me on and I smiled at her as I carried on giving Clive’s manhood my absolute attention.

I was quite happy to submit to whatever he wanted to do with me and when he asked me to lie on my back for him I willingly opened my legs in expectation. He knelt between them and using his arms under my knees he pulled me towards him until the tip of his cock pressed gently against my moist vulva. Then with one smooth sensual movement my wet warm vagina consumed his seven inches completely.

I love that sensation of total penetration and the tingle I get inside when a man’s cock brushes my G-spot on that initial stroke but my juices started to flow really freely as Clive started to fuck me tenderly. I was moaning softly and when I glanced across at Yvonne she was rubbing her clit in synch with us. I was just happy that she wasn’t really missing out.

Clive’s tempo started to quicken and I could feel my clit being stimulated by his pelvis every time he penetrated me to the hilt but it was the steady rhythmic thrusting that was really making me feel so good. I knew he was the sort of man that wouldn’t just use me to satisfy his own lust so when he slowed down from time to time I realised that it was partly to stay in control of his orgasm.

I was propping myself up on my elbows so that I could see his cock sliding in and out of me and as much as I tried to keep my eyes open, the sheer ecstasy of being fucked by this lovely man was sometimes too much. When he I felt the tip of his cock pushing gently against my sphincter I smiled at him and he smiled back. He knew that I wanted it in my ass and because it was so wet with my cunt juice there was no resistance at all when the first inch or two went in. I may have winced slightly but it didn’t hurt and it felt really lovely as he penetrated deeper and deeper into me.

My rectum was soon relaxed enough for him to fuck me as hard as he wanted to but he was never rough and I was really enjoying it. Just like he’d done with Yvonne the evening before, Clive was fucking me in both holes and switching from one to the other in a seamless movement that felt like I was being fucked by two cocks at the same time.

I’ve always enjoyed double penetration but to be honest, this was just as good and I could feel an orgasm beginning to build.

“God I’m so close to cumming Candy,” Clive whispered, “I don’t know how much longer I can last.”

“Rub your cock against my clit Clive,” I suggested softly, “I’m almost there too.”

As he rubbed his throbbing manhood up and down my slit just about every nerve in my body was tingling. I could feel my toes curling backwards and when his cock stroked against my clit on yet another pass, my orgasm just overwhelmed me. My legs were shaking and my whole body convulsed uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through me.

The squeals and groans of my sexual delirium were awesome and then to cap it all Yvonne starting moaning with pleasure as she brought herself off on the couch.

The timing was immaculate because just as I opened my eyes and glanced towards my pussy, a lovely jet of warm creamy semen spurted from Clive’s cock reaching my navel and slightly beyond. The pulses of Clive’s orgasm spattered his cum all over the soft bare flesh around my slit and even started trickling into it. It wasn’t really necessary for me to tell him to put it back in but I felt empowered by ordering him to use his remaining stiffness to push his semen into my dilated cavities.

I was breathing fast and my heart was pounding but I felt completely satisfied and when Clive simply had no more to give he slowly disconnected from me and rolled onto his back.

I sensed Yvonne on the bed crawling towards me. She took a few pictures of my pussy area with my ‘phone and after she put it down she held her silky red hair back with her hand then proceeded to lick Clive’s cum off my tummy and from around my slit. It was wonderful that she’d acquired the taste so quickly and when she’d collected a nice mouthful she leaned over my face and shared some with me. We both swallowed our little portions and then she kissed me hard.

Clive had been watching and said quietly, “That’s just incredible.”

Yvonne and I smiled at each other and at him then I quipped, “It was lovely for us too,” then we lay down either side of him and let him cuddle us warmly.

By now the tea was stone cold so as Clive made some more. Yvonne and I showered and for the first time since we arrived we actually put some clothes on. Once he’d showered and dressed he served a wonderful full English breakfast with all the trimmings and we really enjoyed it.

The clock was ticking and we knew that the cab would be arriving soon so we started preparing ourselves in readiness. When the car finally arrived Yvonne started crying and Clive put his arms around her to comfort her.

She was quite emotional confessing through the tears that for the first time in her life she felt loved and appreciated and was so grateful to Clive and I for helping her to find her true self.

Inevitably the time came for Yvonne and I to leave and after we’d all exchanged innocent kisses on his doorstep the car began the short journey back to the airport.

Neither Yvonne nor I said much but we held hands as we travelled and were both probably reflecting on the events of the past twenty hours or so. Clive knew how to contact us and we both agreed that if ever he wanted to get together in the future, we wouldn’t hesitate to join with him.

By the time I slumped on my sofa after arriving home I was quite tired but within a few minutes my ‘phone beeped and two text messages came in almost simultaneously. I opened the first one from Clive that read, “Thank you Candy xx.”

I smiled to myself and opened up the second message, which was from Yvonne and read, “Thank you Candy xx.”

I let out a deep sigh of contentment and then put the kettle on for a nice cup of tea.