When we'd finished laughing, we pulled her into bed and she fell asleep between us.

"Daddy, Teddy hasn't got a tooth brush."

"Wha...?" I opened my eyes and looked into my daughter's big blue eyes.

"He needs a tooth brush, daddy."

"We'll buy him one, darling, after breakfast." Laura spoke from where she sat at the dressing table, fully dressed and looking gorgeous, "Poppy, go into your room and get dressed, it's time for breakfast; go on, shoo."

Poppy had boiled egg and soldiers, which meant she had to be wiped down again, but finally we got under way and arrived at our destination just after lunch time. It took just a few minutes to get the keys and then the cottage was ours for two whole weeks.

"Look, daddy, there's a fridge," Poppy exclaimed excitedly, "Mummy can put food in it, you know."

"Oh, right," I smiled, "But we haven't got any food, so now what do we do?"

"Hmm," she thought for a while before announcing that we'd have to buy some, "and don't forget Teddy's toothpaste."

"Perish the thought," muttered Laura under her breath, and off we went to the local shop which took care of another hour or so and left the shopkeeper with a big smile on his face.

On our arrival back at the cottage, Poppy spotted a little girl playing in the next cottage about fifty yards away. "Can I go and play with her, mummy?"

"You don't know her!" Laura exclaimed, but my daughter shook her head.

"She's a little girl, mummy, I'm a little girl; we'll be best friends. Please, mummy, please, please, please?"

Just then a lady appeared and, after talking to the girl, she looked over at us and waved. The three of us waved back and Poppy ran over towards them; we followed at a slightly more leisurely pace and introduced ourselves. The lady's name was Sandra and she asked us in for a cup of tea. Over the drink she told us her husband had been killed in the war and she'd brought Katy up to the cottage for a while to help her get over his death.

"Frank was in a prisoner of war camp." Laura said, "He only came home three days ago."

"Oh dear, so you've come here to get to know one and other again?"

"Basically, yes." I smiled just as the door crashed open and Poppy came in holding hands with Katy,

"We're bestest friends," Katy announced, "And Poppy's sleeping here tonight."

"Hold on there a minute," Laura laughed, "You haven't asked Katy's mum yet."

Sandra clapped her hands with pleasure, "Oh please let her stay, she'll be such company for Katy."

"All right then, but come over now and have lunch with us; we've just been shopping so I have to put it all away.”

Sandra agreed, much to Poppy's delight and we ate our meal outside in the warm early evening air. We wandered about the place after eating to let the girls explore and eventually reached a charming little pub where we sat outside and enjoyed a couple of drinks.

"You folks'll be staying in them there holiday cottages, will you?" the landlord had wandered outside with a half pint glass of beer in his hand.

"That's right," I agreed, "They're in a lovely spot aren't they?

"Aye they are that" he smiled, "I bought them as an investment before the war"

"They're yours?"

"Aye" he said, "I left the airforce after twenty years service in '38 and bought the pub and the cottages."

"Well, I'm very pleased to meet you," I said and shook his hand, "I'm still in it for my sins, Wing Commander Brown."

"I'm Arthur Smith," he replied, "Ex Flight Sergeant Smith."

We chatted for an hour or so and then took the girls and said our goodbyes. Sandra called in with us for Poppy's night clothes and we said goodnight.

"I'll be back in the morning." Poppy assured us seriously before skipping off happily,

"Oh good," Laura laughed and then moved back against my hand that was stroking her lovely firm bottom.

"Do you think that bath is big enough for two?" I said softly and was rewarded with a very sexy chuckle.

"We'll soon find out won't we?"

I uncorked a bottle of wine whilst she drew the bath, she came back down in a full length, completely sheer house coat under which I could see she was completely naked.

"Oh wow,." I said in admiration and she sat on my lap to pass me my drink.

"Frank," she said softly as I slipped a hand between her thighs, "I love Poppy with all my heart, but if she escapes and comes knocking tonight, I'm not in, okay?"

"Nor me," I laughed as my finger slipped into somewhere quite wet.

"Bath time," she smiled, "And then I want a nice hard fucking."

"Your wish is my command." I smiled and followed her sexily swaying rear upstairs, the wine bottle in my hand.

"Right let's see this body again," she said seductively as I undressed.

"Oh yes, nice," she purred as I stood naked before her, "Very nice indeed."

I stepped into the water and took her hand as she did the same, but before she could sit down I leaned forward and kissed her stomach. That special aroma of an aroused woman filled my nostrils and she held my head as I licked down towards her freshly shaved slit.

"Frank," she gasped, "Oh my God, Frank." I licked lower and tasted her, the essence of her womanhood.

"I'm wet, darling," she moaned, "I can't help it."

"Don't even try to pull away." I growled and sucked at the swollen nub of her clitoris, I slipped a hand between her buttocks and she gasped again as I toyed with her tiny rear hole, I used my tongue to part her labia and she squealed as I lapped at her juices, she leaned back against the wall and hooked a leg over my shoulder. I opened her up completely and actually sipped at her juices.She was sobbing and grinding herself against my mouth.

"Frank, I'm cumming." she squealed and slumped so that only my mouth on her sex and my hand in between her bum cheeks were holding her up. I wasn't complaining though, her juices were like nectar and I swallowed eagerly.

Gradually she stopped shaking and knelt in the water in front of me.

"That was beautiful darling," she said as we kissed, "Do you remember when I first got pregnant?"

"Of course, why?"

"I want you to do me like that now, I want you to take me to bed, lie me down facing you so we can kiss and I want you to sodomize me."

"Oh wow."

"That way I will taste my pussy on your lips."

"God, you're a sexy bitch." I laughed as we stepped out of the bath, hand in hand.

"I was deprived Frank, and now I'm making up for it. First you need some lubrication."

"No I don't, oh," she knelt and took me into her mouth. I was already hard, very hard but the sensation of her lips around my cock was out of this world. I was worried about cumming too soon though because of what we were going to do, so I eased myself away and lay her down on top of the bed.

"You look fabulous like that," I said as I stared at her shaven slit, "It's so..."

"Wanton?" she finished for me and I nodded.

"Yes, utterly wanton," I agreed and knelt between her wide open legs, she was tight, very tight and it hurt us both at first, but we carried on and eventually I felt myself slide in deeply. An "0" left both our mouths and I began to move slowly.

"Ooh yes," she moaned softly, "Oh God Frank, I love this."

"Yes it's not bad is it?" I laughed as she drew me down to kiss me, her tongue snaked into my mouth and she moaned again as I sucked on it whilst increasing the pace of my leisurely fucking.

"I won't break Frank." she said softly, and then moved her lips to my ear,

"Fuck me, Frank, fuck me like you mean it, darling."

Somewhat stung by her words, I lunged into her making her squeal.

"Yes," she hissed, "That's it darling, ram it right up me, hurt me, oh fuck yes Frank, shag me, yes, yes, oh yes."

I felt her lips nibbling at mine so I bit her making her squeal again. I pinched nipples but she pushed my head down to them, "Bite them darling, bite my fucking nipples off."

My thrusts became faster and deeper. I felt her clawing at my back, her nails gouging me, ripping the skin but the pain just spurred me on. I gripped her buttocks making sure I dug my nails in and lunged into her, harder and harder I thrust until I felt the sperm rising. I looked into her eyes, they were wide open and staring into mine, "Laura I'm cumming." I gasped and I flooded her rectum with spunk. She let out a scream and I felt her jerking beneath me. Her whole body shook and my cock felt like it was being held in a vice as she squeezed her anal muscles until we both collapsed still clinging to each other sweating and gasping for breath.

"Incredible," she said in my ear, "I thought I was going to die from sheer pleasure."

"You realise what we've done is illegal don't you?" I asked and she giggled.

"Yes, but it was damned good." (Incredibly, anal intercourse between consenting adults was illegal until 1993 in Great Britain.)

She got up to go for a pee and I felt another erection beginning as I watched her naked buttocks swaying away from me, she turned and saw me looking at her and giggled again.

"Do you like looking at me darling?"

"Of course," I smiled, "You're a very beautiful woman."

"And slightly kinky too," she laughed and stood over the bowl to allow me to watch as she emptied her bladder.

"Come here you sexy bitch," I growled, "Let's make a sibling for Poppy."

"Oh all right then you old sweet talker, you've talked me into it," she giggled as she snuggled into bed beside me. "That was sex," she whispered, "For it's own sake, now make love to me."

I did and nine months later my lovely wife presented me with twin sisters for Poppy, I hadn't been needed at the war crimes trial in Nuremburg because just as I was about to fly myself over there, the news came out that Herr Goering had taken poison and was dead along with many of his loathsome cronies.