Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2011 08:30:14 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Dumb Belle. Chapter Twelve.

   We showered and got dressed and went down to dinner to find that only
Edward, Belle, the Colonel and mother-in-law were down for the meal, the
others appeared to have had enough at the luncheon.

   `Good evening Belle, Edward, Colonel and, er, mother.' I had to call her
mother because I'd forgotten her bloody christian name, and so that how I
called them from that point on, Colonel and mother. It seemed strange to me
calling a woman that, never really having known my own mother, her dying
while I was quite young.

   They all complimented Pauline on her wedding dress and at how beautiful
she looked both there in the chapel and for the photographs, the latter
which I promised them they would be getting leather bound copies having
already set this up with the shop. I'd already got Jock to get signatures
of all those present, excepting the villagers, to be an added page at the
back of the album.

   The meal served up was excellent as were the wines and it was nice of
Pauline to say so to Peterson and to pass onto the kitchen staff her
compliments and also to thank those that had seen to the buffet lunch
earlier. He was pleased with this at her acumen and his esteem rose for her
as did her standing within the household. I too was pleased that for one so
young, she seemed to have the touch to be able to communicate her feelings
in a nice and proper way.

   `You are having a honeymoon I presume,' the Colonel asked with a chuckle
and got an elbow in the ribs from his wife for that.

   `Of course sir,' I replied and saw Pauline's eyes light up. `Though I'll
tell you later for it's to be a surprise for Paul...Catherine.' Shit. When
am I ever going to remember her proper name in front of them I
thought. `She'll be very pleased at the place I've chosen but she'll not
know till tomorrow.'

   `Oooh you beast,' she said, but with a smile. `But I haven't bought any
clothes yet.' I was tempted to say that she wouldn't need any but refrained
for I think mother-in-law was a bit strait laced; if she only knew the
truth.

   `Darling, you can buy all you want when we get where we're going,' I
said instead.

   `Where's that?' she asked looking all innocent. We all laughed at her
trying to find out that way.

   `Tomorrow,' I promised, closing the subject at the table. I did tell my
in-laws later after coffee and they were pleased with the destination.

                                                          *

   I couldn't wait to get Pauline undressed to look again at her shaven
area and go down to lick, kiss and suck upon her. To enjoy her properly, I
knelt on the floor by the side of the bed and had her legs over my
shoulders so that I could see her more clearly and savour that soft skin
underneath my tongue as I wiped it around those pale lips before opening
them and delving inside without having my nose tickled.

   I brought her to one orgasm in this fashion before climbing onto the bed
and moving into my wife to fuck her and bring her to another two before I
finally let go. Though the strain of the day took its toll and it was just
after the oral cleaning up of each other that I fell asleep in the arms of
my new wife.

                                                          *

   There was a cavalcade of cars waiting outside the castle's entrance
after breakfast. Two to take Pauline's family back up north and three to
take the rest of us back to London, Pauline and myself travelling alone in
one of them.

   It was early afternoon when we arrived back at Bedford Square and all
the girls were waiting for us to greet us with muted screams as Pauline
showed off her wedding ring and both of us getting kisses from them
all. Dinner was a rumbustious affair, the girls having all given a hand to
make us a lovely welcome dinner, wanting to hear all the gory details of
the wedding and the subsequent scenes in the bedroom afterwards. Didn't
they howl with laughter when Pauline described the look on my face when I
found out that she had shaved off her pubic hairs.

   `Excuse me Tansy,' I said, `but on an adult like you, it looks fine but
on this childhood bride it looked obscene, but so, so adorable that I
couldn't wait to kiss it,' I said with a laugh which made them join in. It
was a lively dinner and in a moments pause I turned to Pauline and spoke to
her in a quiet voice.

   `Welcome home darling for this now really is your home,' I said as I
held her hand.

   `Oh James you don't know just how happy I am,' and promptly burst into
tears. I don't think it will matter how many women I fuck, I don't think
I'll ever understand their way of thinking. All the other girls were
quickly up to comfort her until she explained that she only cried because
she was so happy which caused quite some amusement.

   With dinner over and the girls going to get ready to go to work, Pauline
and I went up to my room for an early night though I knew it would still be
the early hours of the morning before we would go to sleep. Jock was on
standby for the morning, early, to take us to the airport.

   I'm not quite sure who was fucking who in bed that night for it just
seemed a battle to get the utmost pleasure out of each other's body as
possible. We were resting between one such tussle when she asked me again
where were going for our honeymoon to which I just grinned and told her to
wait till we were at the airport. Then she came out with something
unexpected.

   `Do you know, that when I was putting my wedding dress on, mother said
to me that I shouldn't leave it as late as she did to have a child, but not
to have one too quickly. To wait a couple of years till I'm a bit
older. But I thought, to hell with that! I want to grow up with my
children, not to be too old not to enjoy their growing up so I've stopped
taking the pill.'

   I tried to remonstrate with her by saying that her mother was right but
she soon knocked that one down.

   `Look. Henri is your son and the next child that Belle is having is
yours too, don't try to deny it. Now I want my children to grow up with
them and be around the same age for though to others they might be cousins,
we know that they will be half brothers or sisters.'

   `You can't,' I protested. `You're still too young to have children
yet. I forbid you to stop taking the pill, or...or...I'll start wearing a
condom.'

   `If you do that darling,' and she had stressed the last word, `you'll
never know who would be the father of my children,' she finished sweetly.

   `You wouldn't dare,' I said sitting up.

   `Try me,' she said sitting up too, her breasts quivering at her inner
rage. `I think I once used the expression goose and gander to Belle. Which
are you going to be?'

   I gave up with that argument and kissed her and agreed to what she
wanted which settled us nicely back into a loving position with me on top
and deep inside her, wishing that there were pills on the market for men to
take in this situation.

                                                          *

   Honeymoon day arrived and she was on tenterhooks as we went to the
airport with only one suitcase between us, that holding most of my clothes
and her cosmetics. It was at Heathrow that we boarded a Lyons Air flight,
her passport I had acquired two months earlier, in her maiden name, not
that it really mattered. It wasn't until we were aboard this twenty seater
jet aircraft that she found out where we were going.

   `Welcome aboard Lyon Airways flight three one two,' the announcement
came over the tannoy from the flight deck. `We'll be taking off in a few
minutes time and the duration of the flight will be eight hours till we
land in Nassau.'

   `Nassau?' exclaimed Pauline. `Where's that?'

   `The Bahamas. In the Caribbean,' I said with a laugh at her exuberance
as she bounced up and down in her seat as much as the fastened belt would
allow.

   `Woweeee...' she cried out. I smiled apologetically to the stewardess
who was passing by.

   `Her first time flying,' I explained.

   `Honeymoon?' she queried.

   `Yes,' gushed Pauline. `Isn't it wonderful!' She got a smile back as the
stewardess left us and the plane started to roll down the runway for take-
off.

   The flight, food and the service were impeccable seeing as there were
only twenty passengers which was its maximum. It was an all inclusive
holiday and rather expensive and I'd booked it when we knew the wedding
date. I'd impersonated my brother saying I was the Earl of Brue booking up
for my brother and soon to be wed wife. I gave them my own credit card
number and with it coming from Coutt's bank in the Strand, had no
trouble. We weren't staying in Nassau but at the Lyon Hotel in Freeport and
when we landed at Nassau, we changed over to a another smaller aircraft
that also had floats for landing on water.

   There were two other such planes waiting for there were four Lyon Hotels
in the Bahamas, though we were the only two going to Freeport. Our
passports were briefly checked out on the tarmac and we were soon heading
over the water again and landed in the bay and coasted up to the hotel's
own landing stage.

   Though we'd left London in the early morning and flew for eight hours,
it was only just coming up to lunch time because of the time difference. We
briefly inspected our room in a bungalow and found a lovely double bed and
a massive bathroom before we went and had lunch, which was superb.

   After which I surprised Pauline by taking our towels and some sun cream
and led her to the private beach that was off limits to staff during the
day and explained when we walked out onto this lovely golden sandy beach
that it was for nudists. She squealed with delight but then went all shy
about sun bathing in the nude. After we'd seen two other couples already
laying out in the sun without costumes, I finally managed to get hers off
and I oiled her body for her, taking special care of her hairless pudenda,
I didn't want that to get sunburnt. She then oiled me and we spent that
afternoon naked in the sun.

   We spent the whole two weeks there on that beach after breakfast, taking
a lunch hamper with us till it was time to go and shower and dress for
dinner. I lost count of the number of times we had sex there out in the
open air and also a couple of times in the sea. We were as brown as
berries, all over by the time it came to return home, both reluctant to
leave such a paradise and vowed that we would have a month each year from
now on out at one of these hotels that boasted these private beaches.

   There was one other surprise I had for her but didn't say anything till
we had taken off for our return flight to England. It would be a night
flight and after the meal had been served and eaten, I said it was about
time for us to turn in for sleep. She looked at me with a puzzled frown and
so I took her hand and led her to the rear of the plane and opened a door
to reveal a bedroom, small, but at least it held a double bed and a
miniscule shower bathroom.

   `I don't believe it,' she whispered as she saw this bed. `A flying
fucking mattress.' I laughed at her choice of words and agreed with her as
I ushered her fully inside and shut the door.

   `Now let's join the mile high club,' I said as I undressed and she
laughed having heard of this before and quickly undressed and flung herself
on the bed, her brown suntanned body looking lovelier than ever against the
whiteness of the turned down bed sheets.

   `We're halfway there now so take me the rest of the way to heaven,' she
said as she opened both her arms and her legs and it was really great
having a lovely girl to fuck whilst flying so high in the sky. We did at
least get some sleep during the eight hours of flying and so we didn't
suffer from jet lag when we were woken by the intercom saying that were an
hour out of London and that breakfast would be served shortly. A quick
shower in the cramped cubicle, one at a time only, before getting dressed
to return to the main cabin for this meal just before we landed.

   Jock, bless him, was waiting for us with the car and so we were soon
back at Bedford Square where some of the girls had got up early to greet us
and gush at how brown we both were and laughed when Pauline said that it
was the same colour all over.

   We soon settled into the routine of being back there though she was a
bit miffed at only having me in bed with her every other night though I
found out later that she didn't mind the oral sex she got from Tansy. She
said it felt strange to rub her shaved sex up against another shaven one
though she only used her hand on Tansy later and didn't go down on her but
welcomed the expertise of Tansy's tongue and mouth on her. This was while I
was seeing to one of the other girls and occasionally Toby and Jack.

   Everything had gone along swimmingly while I'd been away and Jock said
that we now had five times as much money coming in from the girls and the
club than was going out in expenses which was good to hear and there hadn't
been any problems that they couldn't handle.

                                                          *

   We'd been home three months, two months before Belle was due to have our
second child, when Pauline broke the news to me that she too was
pregnant. I was both delighted and dismayed at the same time. One for
becoming a father again but second that Pauline was still only sixteen
years of age though she would be seventeen by time the baby arrived.

   She had told me that night in bed, her cup flowing over with joy at the
news and I had to fall in with her happiness and resolved to phone the
castle in the morning to tell Belle and my brother of the news. This was
pre-empted by me getting a phone call from the castle while we were at
breakfast.

   `James,' came Belle's voice when I picked up the receiver. `Bad
news. There's been an accident this morning,' and I could hear a sob in her
voice. `Your brother Edward is dead. He was out riding, chasing whatever,
and the horse put his leg into a rabbit hole and broke it. As it fell, it
threw Edward off and then landed on top of him. Oh James I'm so sorry,' and
she burst into tears and all I could hear was her sobbing. Was it for the
death of my brother or the fact she was the one to break the news to me. I
was stunned to say the least, though not having much love for my brother,
it was still a pang to hear this news.

   `I'm sorry that you should hear this sir,' said Peterson having
obviously taking over the phone, `the Countess is most distraught but
insisted that it was her that told you the sad news. We are all in a state
of shock here sir, and it is the wish of the Countess that you come down
here immediately and see to things that she's afraid she's is unable to
cope with. Again sir, we all here at the castle offer our condolences at
this sudden bereavement of your brother.'

   `Thank you Peterson. Tell the Countess that my wife and I will be with
her before dinner.' We rang off and I then told the others of the
news. Gasps of dismay from there in the kitchen and Pauline and two others
burst into tears at the news. Each mumbled out the words that are hard to
say at a time like this and I then took Jock off to the study. I'd been
thinking hard since the news and now I had come to a decision and Jock
would be the first to hear of it.

   In the study I poured us both out a large brandy and gave him his glass,
telling him to sit down while I went and sat behind my desk.

   `Jock, as of now, your wages are doubled for I want you to take over the
running of Chateau Brue Enterprises.' I saw the look of shock on his
face. `I do not inherit the title of the estate in Somerset, that belongs
to Henri, but he's still only one year old and I need to be there to run
things as my brother would be doing. So I can't be doing both and I want
you to be fully in charge here and see that we still make money while I see
that the estate does the same. Is that okay with you?'

   `I...I don't really know what to say. Thank you doesn't seem adequate
enough. We'll all be sorry to see you leave us but we can understand why.'

   `I won't be down there all the time,' I said, `for we will still come up
to London, but only for short periods of time.'

   `I won't let you down, that I can promise you, and thank you again for
your trust in me to handle this.'

   `Jock, the trust goes without saying but we've been friends for years
now and you've always stood by me and now I'm letting you become the boss
and run it the way you see fit.

   Now sort out a driver for me for you've got a lot to do. I would like
you to come down for the funeral and bring Sheila, Vera and Joy but that's
all. They're for Belle's benefit. I'll let you know later when that will
be. Now I'd better get Pauline to start packing some clothes and if we
forget anything, you can bring it with you when you come down. Now let's go
and tell the others that they now have a new top dog.' We finished our
drink and went back to the kitchen where it appeared that all the girls had
now been told of the death of my brother and I told them that Jock was now
taking over along with my best wishes and that they should listen and do as
he says for he really speaks for me.

   It was a tearful goodbye all round, well nearly, the only dry eyes were
that of mine and Jock. The girls kissing both me and Pauline as they cried
their goodbyes and even Toby and Jack had tears in their eyes at this
farewell.

                                                         *

   There were more tears when we arrived at the castle. Our bags were taken
in by our driver before he left us, Pauline and Belle holding each other as
best they could with Belle's stomach now big enough to get in the way with
her being nearly eight months pregnant. Belle was still crying when she
hugged me and related again what had happened that morning. It took a
little while for her to calm down for me to ask where my brother was now.

   `With the undertakers,' she said. `He'll be brought back to lay in the
chapel sometime tomorrow until the funeral.' She choked back a sob. `Thank
you for coming so soon for I don't know what to do.' I consoled her and
said that I would take care of everything from now on and got a grateful
smile in return.

   Dinner was a sombre affair with just the three of us eating, my sister
having departed for God knows where sometime earlier, though Belle didn't
really eat, more like pushed the food around her plate instead though she
drank more than she usually did. There was nothing I could do till the
morning and so we said our goodnights and went to bed.

   It was here that Pauline showed some insight that I didn't think she
possessed for she stopped me from getting into bed and told me to go to
Belle's room. I didn't have to say anything and just gave her a wonderful
understanding kiss and went off to console Belle.

   When I slipped into her room and she saw that it was me, started to cry
again and opened her arms for me. Sex was awkward in her condition but she
wanted me inside her and I was still able to bring her to an orgasm for
which she smothered me in kisses when we finally got to hold each other in
our arms.

   She admitted a little while later that though she'd had quite a few men
in her profession before she met me and subsequently fell in love, she
mourned the passing of Edward because he was there for her, not so much
sexually but more for the companionship that he gave her.

   She still loved me and would have gladly given up being a Countess if
she could have been my wife.

   `But our son would not then be the new Earl,' I told her.

   `I know, but he wouldn't have minded that I'm sure, but what is to
happen now?'

   `I will be staying here until he is of an age when he can then take over
the reins and become the lord and master of this estate and assume the
mantle of being the Earl of Brue,' I said.

   `What about the girls and the club in London?' she asked.

   `Jock is taking over as of now. I'm staying here to see that the estate
is run properly for it is really now Henri's inheritance.'

   `Oh James,' she sobbed as she clung to me. `What has Pauline said to
this?'

   `I think Pauline loves you as much as I do and we will both be here for
you from now on.'

                                                          *

   I left Belle's room before dawn and the movement of staff about the
castle and got into bed with Pauline who turned to me and wanted her pound
of flesh though I didn't think my cock weighed that much.

   Edward's body was returned to the castle that afternoon and the lid of
the coffin was left open as he lay in the chapel for those who wished to
say goodbye to him and for the morbid who just wanted to see him for the
last time. It stayed open the whole of the next day for these visitors,
Belle, Pauline and myself included before it was finally screwed down with
the encryptment being set for two days hence.

   It appeared that since that first night with Belle, she and Pauline had
had a tete-a-tete with my wife telling Belle that knowing of the love that
Belle had for me, she was willing to share me with her, both knowing who
actually was the father of Henri and the baby shortly to come into the
world. I didn't know of this till after the funeral.

   This was duly held, the vicar that married Pauline and I and who had
also saw to the marriage of Edward and Belle, officiated and saw that the
right words were spoken before Edward was put into the family vault. Jock
and the girls stayed for the luncheon but declined to stay overnight and so
at dinner there was just the three of us again, Henri being too small, had
already been fed by his nurse and put to bed.

   `So what are your plans now James?' Belle asked.

   `Well as you've already been told, Jock has now taken over in London for
me, for I will be staying here to see that the estate is run right and to
ensure that Henri still has a legacy when he's old enough,' I said.

   `When will that be?' Pauline asked.

   `When I say he's ready to take over,' I said a little testily.

   `So you are to be the lord and master of the castle till then?' Belle
asked.

   `Belle. You are the Countess and will always be the rightful owner of
the castle. I am not a usurper but I will be the master of this castle
until Henri is of an age. If you don't like these terms, then I'll return
to London immediately.' I was a bit hot under the collar in saying this.

   `James, please forgive me,' she said, tears in her eyes as she laid her
hand on mine. `I didn't mean it the way it sounded. I need you here to do
as you say and I bow down to you as being the master as you said.' Here
Pauline came into the conversation and laid her hand on top of hers that
was still on top of mine.

   `Belle,' she said softly. `Would you take James to be your unlawful
wedded husband. To be his second wife, to love and hold, cherish and above
all give him all the love that you have in you to give?' I could see that
tears were running down Pauline's face as she asked this of Belle and Belle
started to cry and began to nod her head and croaked out, `I do.'

   So at that dinner table I inherited my late brother's wife to be my
second wife and that I was then the Earl in locos parentis for Henri and
any unborn children of the future.

                                                          *

   The staff were called upon into the hall the next morning to hear that I
was now the lord of the castle in the stead of Henri and would be seeing to
all and sundry with Peterson as the major domo in all other things.

   Belle gave birth to a daughter on time and she was duly christened with
the name of Helene as we had agreed earlier. From that point on, Belle
shared my bed with Pauline and I saw to the needs of both of them as they
saw to mine. The estate ran well and prospered and Pauline finally came to
her term and produced a fine healthy son which we named Claude.

   Over the next six years, Pauline had another three children, two boys
and a girl while Belle had another son and a daughter. The fact that she
had these children whilst not being married, all the estate knew who the
father was, but being such loyal servants as they were, it was not spoken
about.

   Belle was happy with having her four children and Pauline was happy with
her four, and both happy to have me as their husband and father of all of
my children.

                                                    * * *

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