Part 13
After a brief wait, we boarded the train at 07.00. There were quite a few other people on the car deck and the journey passed quickly as we laughed and joked with the other passengers. Getting off the train, we joined the motorway and headed for Belgium. Beth suggested we should get some cigars for Harry and gin for Mabel. The booze shops in Calais and tobacco shops in Belgium are unreal, apart from being cheap, the selection is huge.
Unsure of the limits going into Switzerland, we threw caution to the wind. Loading cases of whisky, brandy, Gin and Vodka into the already packed boot meant reorganising the whole thing, just as it started to rain. Reloading our cases and booze, we managed to squeeze 3 boxes of cigars into the packed boot. Slamming the boot shut I started the engine, as the suspension rose, I was pleased to note that the self- levelling suspension worked perfectly.
Apart from some traffic around Brussels we made excellent time as the big Citroen ate up the miles. Stopping for Diesel in Luxemburg, made me realise how expensive most things are in the UK. The Citroen costs around £85 to fill up at home, less than half that in Luxemburg, even the coffee was nicer. Finding Beth, I pulled her away away from the large, well -stocked shop, as we still had quite a long drive to the border at Bern. Calling Harry and Mabel, we said we would be another couple of hours or so. A disinterested looking border guard eyed the car and our passports as he waved us through.
We had been lucky with the weather, crossing into Switzerland, mother nature reminded us that it was only the 1st of march. The light snow was not really a problem but did make the roads a little slick, looking at the snow piled up on the side, there had been a lot of snow recently. It was dusk by the time we exited the highway onto the smaller roads, that wound their way down to the lake. The snow seemed to get heavier as we drove down the hill into the small village, feeling the car slip a few times, I was glad we didn't have far to go.
As the big Citroen slipped and slid up the slight hill to Harry and Mabel's driveway, snow chains, made a lot of sense. Going faster than I realised, I turned right into Harry's drive, spinning the car and ending up backwards in the adjacent field. Checking that Beth was ok, I tried to go forwards and then backwards, the car didn't move. Wondering if I could dig us out, I left the engine running and tried to open the door. The door opened less than an inch before hitting the deep snow. Opening the window, I could see we had slid into a deep drift, realising my face was freezing I ducked back in the car and shut the window.
Looking at our phones, we had little or no signal, I shuddered as I realised my big coat was in the boot. The dashboard temperature gauge showed -4, as I contemplated climbing out of the window. Walking the few hundred yards to the house with only a shirt and small jacket for protection was going to be a problem. Struggling into Beth's jacket I pulled mine over it, Beth found her bobble hat in the glovebox. Looking in the rear-view mirror I looked ridiculous, Beth's hat was pink and blue, it barely fitted my head. As I started to climb out of the window, I heard the clatter of an elderly, large diesel engine, then saw a large single headlight heading towards us.
Getting back in the car I put the headlights on full beam and waved frantically out of the window. As the headlight got closer, I saw that it was the old tractor that Harry used to move the boats about. Stopping in front of us Harry jumped from the cab and yelled at me to stay in the car. Pulling a cable from the back of the tractor, Harry waded into the deep snow, attached the end to the car and gently pulled us back onto the road. Going back to the main road, I turned round and followed the elderly tractor to the house. Opening the kitchen door, we were hit by a blast of hot air, Mabel looked relieved to see us.
"Thank god you are ok, I just happened to look out from the bedroom window, as you came tearing into the lane. I saw the car spin, but lost sight of you as you went into the field."
At that moment, Harry came in, he looked like a snowman. Dumping a can into the rubbish bin, he grinned at me.
"Remind me to get a newer tractor in the summer, that old bitch took a full can of easy start ether to get her going."
"Thanks Harry," Beth said and ran to him, hugging the old man tightly, his grin told me her heartfelt thanks were appreciated.
"That's ok sweetie, will have to teach that mad man of a brother of yours how to drive in the snow." Harry said, a massive grin on his face as he winked at me.
"I'm sorry, Harry, have I damaged the car," I mumbled.
"No lad, nothing to be sorry for, car looks ok, it's not the 1st time she's been in the ditch. Anyway, when we come back from the Tractor shop, we will get you a 4x4."
After a superb dinner, harry and I chatted as we smoked a cigar. His plans for the Marina and second yard had moved on significantly. He had completed the purchase of his friends Marina and full planning permission had been granted for the works here and next door, on our new home.
"They forecast this weather to break in the next few day, hopefully in the next couple of weeks we should be ice and snow free. I spoke to the construction company yesterday, they are going to put 6 teams on the job. two teams will tear this old pile down. The second team will start on our new home, the other 2 will start on yours. They say in about 4 weeks, your home will be ready, and the site will be clear in 6 weeks. It means we have 42 boats to move about 5 miles to the new yard on the other side of the lake, the 1st holiday makers are booked for 2nd week in April. We can all move into the large house at the new Marina, its only 15 minutes by boat, 45 minutes by road."
Shaking hands, I agreed to meet him in the workshop at 07.00 in the morning. Beth and I were getting ready for bed when Mabel knocked on our bedroom door. While Harry and I had been talking, Beth had invited Mabel to tell us all about the baby, due date etc. Mabel was now 14 weeks pregnant, grinning broadly she told us that her morning sickness seemed to have stopped.
I hadn't really thought about becoming a father, but now it all seemed very real as Mabel lifted her dress over her head to show us her slight baby bump. Removing her panties and bra Mabel pulled Beth to her, kissing her deeply as she flicked Beth's bra undone. Latching onto Beth's sensitive nipples, she expertly sucked and nibbled as her hand found its way between her legs. The 2 women fell on the bed and Mabel quickly pulled Beth's panties off. As I watched Beth spread her legs wide as Mabel went down on her, Beth started to pant as Mabel's tongue worked its magic. My cock was ramrod hard as I watched, Mabel was able to hold Beth on the crest of orgasm, when Beth did cum, she shrieked, her whole body shook.
As her orgasm started to subside Mabel, gently ran her tongue around Beth's sex, as girl cum poured from her swollen pussy. Getting on her knees, Mabel spread her legs and wiggled her arse seductively, getting the message I pushed my cock deep inside her velvety depths. Mabel was very wet, but I could feel her pussy start to ripple and grip my cock as she started to cum. Lifting her mouth from Beth she squealed and shook as she came, her pussy flexed and milked my cock as I shot several ropes of cum deep inside her. Laying on the bed with a women in each arm we chatted about the baby. Mabel asked if Beth would come with her for her 20- week scan as she slid down my body and took my cock in her mouth. Getting me hard again, she turned around, lowering her pussy on my eager tongue, I heard her say, "Oh yeah, just like that, lick my baby hole," as Beth rammed herself down on my cock.
I loved the taste and scent of pussy as my cock was buried deep inside my sister. As Mabel started to cum, I greedily licked her nectar laden pussy, my cock erupting, firing a load deep inside Beth. After we cuddled for a while Mabel said she had better go as I had an early start in the morning.
Leaving the house, the next morning, it was still snowing, looking at the car I could see about 2' of snow on its roof. I hoped that the booze and our stuff in the boot would survive the freeze. The small creek leading up to the workshop slipway was frozen solid, the ground crunched below my feet as I walked past Cougar and 2 other cruiser type boats. Stamping my frozen snow-covered boots, I was rewarded with a blast of hot air as I opened the workshop door. It seemed that the fitters and Harry had been there for some time, judging by their dust and dirt covered overalls.
I had been in the workshop in the summer and remembered wondering why it was so big, it didn't look big enough, full of boats. Harry smiled broadly when he noticed me, calling all the fitters together he introduced me as "his partner and apprentice." The rest of the day was spent rubbing down and painting a wooden boat. I was absolutely shattered when I got back to the house, much to Beth's disgust I fell asleep as she was sucking my cock that night.
Beth and I gradually got used to the early starts and long days. I was scraping hulls and learning about diesel inboards and petrol outboard motors, Beth was dealing with accounts, payroll and suppliers for the Marina and Harry's other businesses. By the 22nd of March most of the boats were ready to go back in the water, the weather had improved dramatically. Lashing the smaller boats together we used 3 boats, each towing 4 at a time to the new Marina. By the 27th the business was set up in its new, temporary home, allowing the bulldozers to move in and construction begin. Satisfied that everything was ok, Mabel persuaded Harry to take a holiday, 10 days in Cape Verde as Mabel wanted to get some sun, before her baby bump became to pronounced.
Dropping them at the airport at 05.00, Harry said he would have his phone with him all the time. Mabel's death stare and shake of her head told me not to call unless it was extremely important. Getting back to the Marina, I had a few things I needed to do. Telling Beth, I would be a couple of hours or so, she loaded the Citroen with the last of our stuff and drove to our temporary home at the new Marina.
As I walked around the empty Marina with the construction manager, we checked the empty workshop, landing stages and various outbuildings. Watching the removal truck take Harry and Mabel's furniture to storage I was satisfied and signed the site over to the construction company. Watching the various machines being unloaded I was surprised to hear a boats engines, looking out over the lake I saw Cougar approaching the dock through the morning mist.
Looking pleased with herself, but cold, Beth was securing the mooring lines as I walked onto the mooring staithe.
"Thought we could have an early season cruise," she grinned.
"Bit cold on the lake," I laughed as I looked at her cold hands and face.
Going on board we made coffee and watched as a huge Bulldozer was unloaded from a truck. Going to the forward locker I retrieved some cold weather gear that I had stowed there a few days before, ready for the 1st tourists. Cougar had undergone some major work over the winter, ready for her 1st season on the hire fleet, including the engines being overhauled and updated. Beth had not known how to turn the cabin heating on, soon the cabin was toasty warm, thanks to the newly installed, reversable heating system.
Going to the upper steering position I started the engines and as Beth cast off reversed out of the dock. The lake was still and calm, with a slight mist but the sun was beginning to shine through. Cougars engines had been restricted, for her new life as a hire cruiser but she still had a decent turn of speed. Heading for the town on the other side of the lake, to do some shopping as we had decided to have a few days on the boat. About a mile out, Beth reached across and turned us towards a small island. Dropping the anchor in about 4 metres of water, she led me to the cabin. In the 4 weeks we had been in Switzerland we had been working 7 days a week and sometimes 15 hours a day, leaving little time for anything else.
As I followed her into the cabin, I felt my cock starting to fill, in just a few seconds it was tenting my jeans. Stopping by the small table, Beth turned, releasing my cock she stroked its length a few times. Taking her heavy coat off she bent over the table and lifted her dress above her waist. Pulling her panties to one side, the glorious scent of pussy filled my senses as I plunged balls deep into her soaking wet pussy. There was no finesse, no foreplay, her pussy was drenched, my cock so hard it felt like It would burst. Beth's fingers scraping my cock as she scrabbled at her clit, spurred me on, my belly smacking against her arse as she rammed herself back to meet my hard thrusts.
In just a few seconds I could feel her bearing down as her hole gripped and rippled around my cock, in just a few more strokes I flooded her body with ropes of thick white spunk. Falling onto one of the couches our breathing slowly returned to normal.
"Oh, I needed that, do you know that's only the 3rd time we have fucked in nearly 4 weeks? I have been going to the loo during the day to finger my clit as I knew you would be exhausted and fall asleep in seconds at night." Beth said.
"I am so sorry Beth, I have found it hard, long hours and a steep learning curve. Will be well worth it though, think I have earned my place in the engineering team and hopefully their respect."
"No need to apologize, let's go to bed and make love."
Going to bed we undressed and enjoyed an hour of lovemaking, swapping position several times, she finally got on top. As she rode me, she gasped as I rolled and squeezed her nipples. Her pussy squeezing and rippling along the length of my cock, unable to last any longer I shot rope after rope of spunk deep inside her as she cried "Oh god I'm cumming." Realizing I had come before she had finished, I quickly moved down between her legs. Her pussy was splayed wide open, licking and sucking her clit made her buck her hips, as my teeth grazed the delicate flesh, she pushed my head into her as she screamed in ecstasy. As her grip slackened, my cock was raging hard again, the scent and taste of our juices filled my senses as I plunged back inside her. Moving together we made slow gentle love, Beth was able to get off again as I poured more spunk into her drenched pussy.
Lifting the anchor, we got underway and soon moored at the town Quay. A rejuvenated Beth suggested that we stayed the night as the town was quiet in off season. Buying supplies for a couple of days, we started to walk down the steep hill to the boat, nearly all the shops had got pre-season sales on. Sales banners were like a red rag to a bull for Beth and the shopping load got steadily heavier as we went from one shop to another.
As Beth went into yet another shop, I stayed outside, Beth caught up with me as I was looking in the window of a shop at an expensive music system. Beth's written German was far better than mine and she began to translate the spec sheet for me.
"Wow that is amazing, will buy that later, when we get our bank accounts sorted." I said.
Looking guilty, Beth sorted through her purse, she produced a visa debit card.
"Had forgotten, Bank accounts are sorted, you can easily afford that if you want it. We got paid yesterday, I will pay ½ of it. Mabel has said that the company will furnish the house and we don't have to pay rent as the house is a gift from Harry."
Going into the shop, the salesman demonstrated all the features of the sound system and agreed to discount a new sim free iPhone. I had cracked the screen on my old one. My hands shook as I handed my card over, the bill was almost 1800CHF about £1400. Unable to carry everything the shop said they would deliver all our shopping to the boat just after 1800 when the shop closed.
"Don't worry, you have worked very hard, believe me, you have been paid very well for your efforts." Beth said.
After a nice pub lunch, we were asleep in minutes of returning to the boat. The good thing about the new heating system was that instead of the old heat exchanger, that relied on the engines to heat the water, it was now heated by a diesel-powered furnace. The furnace provided heat and hot water, the system could be reversed to provide air conditioning.
Waking up, I untangled myself from Beth and started to get up, pulling me back, Beth placed my head on her breast. Her nipples were swollen and hard, she groaned with pleasure as I swirled my tongue around them. Working my way down her flat belly I traced a ring around her belly button with my tongue as I moved between her leg's. Going down her belly, around the strip of light brown hair on her mons my tongue slid down the side of her soaking pussy. Inhaling the scent of her pussy was driving me crazy, but my tease was working.
Beth put her legs over my shoulders her small feet on my back, pushing herself up to me, she shuddered as my tongue worked its way around her perineum up past her dripping wet hole. Sucking her swollen outer lips into my mouth as my tongue continued up her slot. Swirling my tongue just underneath her clit caused her to shriek in frustration as she moved her hips down trying to get my tongue on the sensitive nub of her clit. Licking around her clit I pushed her mons up slightly, causing her clit to completely pop out, from the tangle of pink flesh. Grazing the sensitive skin with my teeth as I sucked it into my mouth caused her to thrash about and scream loudly as her orgasm crashed over her.
Allowing her to calm down a little I thrust my tongue into her sex, greedily lapping up my sisters cum as it poured from her hole. Grabbing a handful of my hair she pulled me up her body, my cock bumped into the side of her pussy, then I slid deep inside her. I had fucked a lot of women, none of them even compared to my Beth. Her cunt was silky soft and seemed to fit my cock like a glove. Thrusting my length slowly in and out, Beth met my thrusts getting all of my 6.5" inside her. Increasing the pace, I felt my balls tighten and cock expand as her pussy clamped down on me. As she came for the 2nd time, my cock jerked as her pussy spasmed shooting ropes of spunk deep inside my sister, best friend and wife. Falling onto our sides we gradually came down
"Fuck, that was amazing, abstinence definitely makes the pussy wetter and cock harder," Beth giggled.
Looking at my watch I saw it was 17.45, watching Beth shower was one of my favourite pass times, by the time it was my turn to shower I was rock hard. Playfully slapping my length as she got out of the shower stall
"Ooooh you are a good boy, save that for later, now get in the shower before I get all wet and jump on your pleasure stick." Beth laughed as she dried herself.
We were sharing a delicious kiss, waiting for the kettle to boil, when we heard a van pull up on the quay. Handing the driver, a 10-CHF tip we put all the shopping away, unpacking my new iPhone, Beth started to read the instructions of the hi fi. Putting my sim card into the phone I resolved to cancel my contract and get a swiss sim. Completing the seemingly endless setting up process, we decided to go to the Chinese restaurant for dinner.
A couple of hours later, stomachs full and slightly drunk we walked back to the Quay. Seeing the cabin lights on and the outer cabin door open, we feared the worst. Picking up a lump of wood I asked Beth to stay on the Quay as I gingerly stepped aboard. I could hear people talking in German in the cabin, flinging the door open I jumped inside, wood raised ready to strike the unknown foe.
My alcohol fogged brain took a few seconds to take in the scene, Caroline was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. My sudden appearance made her scream in shock and then dissolve in a fit of giggles. Beth came into the cabin and took a few seconds to recognise Caroline, but soon relaxed as she kissed and hugged us both.
"I'm sorry" Caroline said. "I saw you walk past the shop today and was in the restaurant with my boyfriend when you came in. My father is coming to pick me up at 10.30, Karl and I had a fight and he stormed off. I didn't think you would mind me waiting here, did you know you had left the boat open?"
No, we don't mind, are you ok, what did you fight about?" Beth asked.
"Oh, the normal thing, why is it boys think that if you agree to go for a meal with them, you also agree to have sex? I wouldn't have minded, but he wanted me to bend over some dustbins in an alley at the back of the restaurant."
I quickly gathered that Beth had the hots for Caroline, as we chatted and drank wine, she couldn't seem to keep her hands off the young woman. Promising to come and see us when we had moved into our new home, she went to meet her dad. Beth and I were very drunk and horny but, neither of us felt we could manage a fuck. Climbing into bed, we cuddled and fell asleep within a few minutes.
Waking early in the morning, I had a raging hard on, reaching across to Beth earned me a sharp rebuke. A sleepy, hung over Beth growled at me to leave her alone, as she rolled over and went back to sleep. I felt a little groggy, but a hot shower and coffee woke me up. Going into the bedroom, Beth hadn't moved and was still asleep, getting dressed I made more coffee and headed for the upper deck.
Although it was only 06.45 and still dark the small Quay was coming to life a small fishing boat, with its engine idling, was being loaded up, by 1st light, it headed out to the lake. By 8 am most of the shops were open, lorry's and cars were navigating the narrow-cobbled streets. Walking over to the Café I bought a Cappuccino and a ham and cheese roll. As I finished my coffee, I heard movement in the cabin, going below I saw a very poorly looking Beth, coming out of the toilet and going back to bed.
I'm never drinking wine again, I heard her mumble as she fell back into bed. Going back onto deck the sun was starting to shine. Lifting the hatches, I carefully checked the rebuilt engines for water and oil leaks, checking all fluid levels I replaced the hatches. Deciding against casting off, I went back to the Café, getting another Cappuccino I sat and watched the world at work. Several coffee's later, just before 11am, Beth staggered onto the deck.
Blinking in the bright sunshine, she asked me to go to the Pharmacy for some Paracetamol. I really wished I had my phone to take a picture, Beth looked terrible, but I found her pasty white complexion and matted hair a real turn on. Either that, or maybe, the fact she was totally nude in full view of anyone that cared to glance at the boat!
Coming back to the boat, Beth was wearing her dressing gown, sitting on the deck. Her Blonde hair was wet and hung in long strands to her shoulders, helping her into a chair I went below to make her a cup of tea and gave her 2 Paracetamol. Sitting in silence, I watched her sipping her tea and swallowing the pills, she was obviously not in the mood for chatter. After another hour, she said she felt better and went to get dressed, it was nearly 1300 before she came back on deck. Mumbling that she was sorry for being a grouch she went to cast the mooring lines off, as I started the engines.
Heading out I kept the speed down as Beth still looked very fragile, we cruised the lake at about 5 mph, gradually Beth's colour started to return, she suggested that we should moor as she was hungry. Finding a sheltered bankside mooring we decided on the ready meals we had bought. Although they were only microwave meals, the Carbonara was delicious.
We cruised around the lake for 3 days, enjoying the early sunshine, returning to the Marina relaxed and happy. Cougar was due out on her 1st charter the following day, so a cleaning crew and engineer jumped on her as soon as we had docked. Confirming that everything was ok, the engineer changed the break in oil for normal oil and double checked everything was tight.
All our stuff was still in case's, so we spent an entire afternoon unpacking and getting the house at the new Marina ready for the 4 of us to live in for the next few weeks. The next morning, I was woken by my phone, Harry was checking that everything was ok, the call was cut short when Mabel caught him on the phone!
After making sure that the staff were ready and engineering were happy with the boats that were due to go out that day, we decided to check on progress at the other Marina. The weather was glorious, sunny and warm, speaking to engineering they asked if we would take a boat called "Predator" a fast 11.5 metre ski boat. She had been refitted over the winter and needed a shake down, before going on hire. The engineering manager was a bear of a man, called Hans, over the winter he had mentored me, often asking me to crawl into small spaces where his huge frame wouldn't fit. Asking us to keep the revs to around 3000 rpm for the 1st 30 minutes he handed us the keys.
Under Hans watch full eyes I checked the twin mercuries, before pressing the starters. Predator was a pure sports boat, made by the Cigarette company in the USA, although the engines had been limited, she would still top 50mph and use about 4 gallons of fuel an hour at full chat. Waiting for the engines to warm up, I made sure that water was circulating, and the oil pressure was steady in the rebuilt engines.
Reversing out of the landing stage, I swung the boat around and headed into the lake. Clearing the small inlet, I pushed the throttles forward, the response was instant and violent. The boat shot forward, even at less than ½ throttle she was on the plane, trimming the props we shot across the lake at 30mph. Arriving at the marina we were amazed at the progress in just a week. What had been Harry and Mabel's home was just a pile of fast diminishing rubble as a fleet of tipper trucks, waited to be loaded. They had started marking out footings for the new Chandlery and workshops. The site manager said that they would start digging the new cut and basin in a few days.
Docking outside our new home, we could see that they had ripped most of the interior out. As we watched, a JCB loaded the bathroom suite and what looked like a complete kitchen into a tipper truck. Deciding not to go and have a closer look, as a tipper truck on his way out passed another coming in, we took some pictures and cast off.
Going to a pub for lunch, we enjoyed a home- made beef and vegetable pie with all the trimmings, completing the meal with a strudel and washing it down with cold beer. Casting off, we headed home, we cracked the throttles to 4000 rpm as requested by engineering, at nearly 40 mph as the powerful outboards howled through their near straight through exhausts. Changing course, I radioed control to check when she was due out on hire, confirming she wasn't out this week we headed for the largest town on the lake. With an eye on the fuel gauges I backed off the throttles and cruised to the town and river inlet.
Radioing the harbour master, we got permission to enter the lock and moor at the town quay. Going ashore we bought some bedding, a change of clothes and a wetsuit for each of us. The small cabin was cramped but the bed, below the rear deck was wide and comfortable. Opting for a takeaway dinner with a bottle of Cava on the spacious deck, we took the time to chat and laugh together for the 1st time in weeks. Going to bed, we made slow passionate love, although the bed was wide and comfy, headroom was restricted to about 4'. This just made us feel even more intimate and complete with each other.
Leaving early the next morning, I tried to be as quiet as possible. Using one engine at idle we passed the moorings at 7.30. The river was small and quite shallow, at times there was less than .5 of a metre under our keel. The river became very narrow and ended at a weir after about 10 miles. Dropping the anchor, we struggled into our wet suits and had a great time swimming in the crystal- clear cold water. It had been a while since either of us had done any kind of exercise, clambering back on-board Predator we were both shattered.
Taking our wet suits and swim costumes off we relaxed in the mid- morning sunshine, neither of us had bothered dressing, enjoying our nudity in the sunshine. A stream of verbal abuse from a women complaining about our nudity as she walked her dog, woke us from our slumber. Raising the anchor, we headed down stream, clearing the lock we decided to try skiing. Neither of us had skied since we were kids, the next few hours involved either Beth or I, constantly stopping as we fell over a lot! Eventually we did manage to stay upright, the feeling of being towed behind a powerful boat is incredible. Feeling tired and cold, we moored and made coffee on the small stove.
Finishing our coffee, we headed down the lake, feeling confident about the engines and my ability to handle the boat, I pushed the throttles to the max. At over 50mph, Predator handled like a dream, the mooring at the Marina soon came into view. Entering the small inlet, we moored at the fuel pumps and topped her tanks off. Laughing at our offer to pay "Why do you want to pay yourselves?" the young girl asked.
A few day's later Beth and I decided to go into town for something to eat and do some food shopping. Parking the car, we started up the hill to the restaurant, seeing Caroline we stopped for a chat. Saying she had to catch her bus, Beth said quietly
"No, don't go, come for a meal with us, our treat. Use Mikes phone to tell your parents you are with us."
"No need to call them, they are away, yes I would like a meal, thank you."
After a superb meal, the girls went off to the loo, while I paid the bill. Getting in the car, Beth said that Caroline would be stopping the night with us as she didn't really want to go home to an empty house. The girls headed straight upstairs when we got home, telling me they would call when they were ready.
Flicking the Tv on I settled in the armchair with a beer and started watching a film. As the credits rolled Beth walked into the lounge, naked and glowing she purred,
"We tossed a coin and I lost, Caroline needs some cock, we will both need some in the morning" She laughed as she flopped on the sofa.
The next few weeks were spent learning about the hire business and showing people how to handle the boats. Some tourists were English, chattering to them made us realise how lucky we were. The weeks flew by and soon our new home was ready to move into, the house was fabulous. Completely redecorated with a new luxury kitchen and bathroom, Mabel and Harrys new Bungalow was completed about 5 weeks later.
Getting up at 04.00 most mornings and crossing the lake in the dark, for the fishermen who hired the day boats, became a way of life. One morning as I waved the last boat of the day off, Mabel rang to remind me her 20-week scan was due. Collecting Beth, the three of us attended the local clinic. It surprised me, when Mabel explained to the Doctor, that she was a surrogate Mum for Beth and me. The 3 of us crowded into the consulting room, I watched in wonder as the image of our unborn child appeared on the screen. Asking if we wanted to know the baby's sex, both Beth and I shook our heads. The doctor ran lots of tests and examined Mabel thoroughly, as at 43 and a 1st time mother, she was considered a health risk.
The Doctor seemed satisfied, even impressed with Mabel's test results. It seemed he considered 43, way to old to have a 1st baby, asking her to go to her doctors every week to check her blood pressure etc and to come back for a 30-week scan. Compared to when we 1st met her, Mabel had lost a load of weight so her baby bump was becoming pronounced.
Beth and I hadn't had a day off since the start of the season, the early mornings and long days meant, most of the time, I had no idea what day of the week it was. Harry came along for his daughter, Mabel's 30-week scan. The doctor was satisfied with the baby, saying the test results were encouraging, but asked her to come back at 35 weeks. It amused me that she asked the doctor if it was still ok for her to continue having sex, it seemed that she was keeping her dad, Harry serviced. Clutching pictures of our baby at 30 weeks, Beth and I kissed and cuddled as Mabel drove us home. As Mabel sped by our exit on the motorway and ignored my protests that I had a lot to do.
"It's time you 2 had a few days off, need to do some shopping, then you are going on vacation." Harry said.
Knowing better that to try arguing, we sat back and watched as we entered the large town. Stopping outside an Industrial and Agricultural equipment supplier that we used, I assumed he wanted to query an invoice. Telling the girls to go for a Coffee, Harry walked around the back of the building saying,
"That bloody tractor wouldn't start yesterday, it's time we had a newer one."
The selection was huge, Harry seemed genuinely interested in my opinion as we looked at prices and models. Settling on a year- old John Deere ex demonstrator, complete with front hydraulics for a loading bucket/forks and heavy- duty PTO. Agreeing that the extra cost would be well worth it as we would be ably to use the forks in places where the fork- lift struggled, the bucket would be great for clearing snow in the winter. Leaving me to sign the purchase order and pay, using the company debit card, Harry went to find the girls. The salesman assured me that the tractor would easily deal with the 30-mile journey between Marina's and was capable of around 35 mph, towing a trailer. Arranging delivery at the weekend, I joined the others in Starbucks.
Mabel had gone to the Loo, Beth and Harry were intently looking at Beth's tablet, closing the screen as I approached the table. Getting back in the car we chatted happily after a few minutes, Mabel parked outside a large Ford dealership. Walking into the showroom, Harry was immediately met by the sales manager and shown to the side of the building. In the Valet bay was a huge Cadillac Escalade, it was one of my favourite cars.
"I was going to get you a Range Rover boy, your wife reckoned you would prefer a Cadillac. Thank you for all your hard work, try not to reverse this one into a snow drift." Harry laughed as the salesman handed me the keys.
Harry had obviously done his homework, the truck was exactly as I would have chosen. Finished in pearlescent red with Camel, leather interior, climbing into the car my grin was a mile wide as the big 6.2 litre V8, rumbled into life. A technician opened the large shutter door as Harry went to finalise all the paperwork. Easing the big car out into the sunshine I was surprised to see Beth waiting for me, getting into the passenger seat she reached across and kissed me passionately.
"Did I get the spec right? I was so nervous when we ordered it. Harry had it airfreighted from a dealership in Texas. This was the colour you wanted?" She asked, suddenly looking nervous.
"It is absolutely perfect, I was going to suggest we flew back to the UK, to see mum for a few days, but fuck it lets drive!"
Harry said we should have 10 days off as things were looking quiet and well organised for the next 2 weeks, before the mad rush of August and early September. The swiss dealership had loaded European maps onto the Sat Nav, the big 10" screen and clear spoken instructions were amazing. Stopping only to fill up with petrol in Luxemburg, the big comfortable seats in the Cadillac made crossing Europe easy, setting the cruise control to 140 KPH, we soon arrived at the Channel Tunnel.
Arriving in England I changed the speedo to MPH and set the cruise for 70MPH. London's roads seemed even smaller and the traffic terrible in the left- hand drive car. Mum was in the garden as we parked on the drive, looking irritated she was just about to moan at the driver, seeing Beth, she rushed to the car for a hug. Over dinner that night mum explained that she had completed the sale of the coffee shop and as of the end of August, the hand over period she had agreed with the new owners finished.
"I was going to ring you tonight, as have decided to rent this place out, and give Switzerland a go. Thought we could rent somewhere until we get settled, have been looking at prices and think the sale of this house should cover a nice house in Switzerland."
"No need to rent Mum, we have a huge 4 bed house that Harry has given us. Loads of space for Tracy and you, or if you prefer there is a large house at the new Marina, the other side of the lake, although I will need to speak to Harry about that."
When Tracy got in from work, we booked a table at a local restaurant as she showered and changed. It seemed strange reading a menu in English and I caught myself translating it to German. I enjoyed a steak with blue cheese sauce and all the trimmings, the girls shared a seafood banquet and salad. The chatter was lively and interesting, as we made plans for the coming months. Mum didn't seem surprised that Harry had given us a house and bought my dream car, Tracy was staggered by his generosity, as Beth told her all about our new home.
It was a good job we had got a cab to the restaurant as the wine flowed freely, and I ordered a double brandy. Reaching for the cigar in my pocket I remembered that you can't smoke in English restaurants and this one certainly didn't have a patio, overlooking the lake! Strangely I missed Switzerland and wondered, hoped that things would run smoothly while we were away.
Getting a cab home, Beth whispered that I would be sleeping with Mum tonight and she with Tracy. Apparently, it had been arranged and all I had to do was agree. My mother, Julie, winked at me and smiled seductively. Feeling my cock fill as I remembered the last time mum and I had fucked, quickly nodded in agreement. Tracy and Beth couldn't wait and kissed and cuddled all the way home.
Going to bed, mum told me to call her Julie and lay on the bed. Undoing my belt and jeans, Julie pulled my jeans off and then my T shirt. Pulling my boxers down, she licked her lips as my rock-hard cock came into view. Gently cupping my ball sac, she lowered her head and took the sensitive bell end between her lips. My mother, Julie, gives the best head, taking more of my length in her mouth, she rolled her tongue in and around my pee hole as she slowly stroked my shaft. Satisfied that she had me hot and ready, she took a step back and started to strip.
I had noticed that her and Tracy had lost weight and were looking very trim and fit. Julie was wearing a clingy black and white, strapless dress. The hem stopped about 5-6" above her knee, undoing the dress she slowly slid it down and kicked it off her feet. Swaying slightly as she moved to a tune in her head, I was stunned as my eyes moved up her long shapely legs to the bulge of her pussy clad in blue silk panties. Her mummy tummy had completely gone, replaced with a muscular flat abdomen, her breasts, encased in a matching bra, rode high on her chest.
My breath caught in my chest as her bra joined her dress on the floor. Her breasts were magnificent, as good as any women ½ her age. The large globes of milky white flesh were topped with rose pink, rock hard nipples. Her areoles seemed stretched taut by her erect nipple, Julie visible shivered as she ran her hands over them.
My cock was screaming for attention, slowly stroking my length caused Julie to step forward and slap my hand. Waggling her finger at me, I watched as she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them over her hips.
The crotch of her panties clung to her as she slid them off, the scent of pussy wafted to me. Opening her legs, she ran her fingers along the slot of her pussy, showing me the juice laden on them, before she sucked them clean. Coming to the side of the bed, she lowered her breasts to my eager tongue, sighing loudly as I connected with a rock- hard nipple. Moving down the bed she took my cock in her mouth as she straddled my head and lowered her sopping pussy onto my tongue.
Knowing that I wouldn't last long as she expertly sucked, nibbled and caressed my cock I pulled her butt cheeks apart and stabbed my tongue into her puckered arsehole. Wiggling my tongue inside her caused her to howl and shake forcing my tongue deeper and sucking her puckered hole, she shook and screamed as her pussy spilled juice onto my neck and chest. Moving my head down to her pussy I lapped at the copious amounts of girl cum as Julie resumed sucking my cock, her legs were still trembling as I found the nub of her erect clit.
Skirting my tongue around her clit with my tongue I feasted on her nectar as I pushed 3 fingers into her pussy. Feeling myself start to cum I concentrated on her clit as I rammed 4 fingers as fast as I could, in and out of her saturated hole. Cumming hard I filled my mother's mouth with ropes of thick spunk, seconds later her pussy clenched my fingers as she came for the 2nd time.
"Where the fuck did you learn that, no one has ever licked and sucked my arsehole before. I am so jealous of Beth, I can imagine you 2 have a great sex life, she has taught you well. Murmuring that she needed some cock she lowered her head and started to suck my flaccid cock. Within a few minutes I was raging hard as her skilled tongue worked its magic. Laying on her back she pulled me on top, grabbing my cock she guided me to her swollen opening. Sinking into her silken depths, I took long, slow, but hard thrusts. As our pelvis's clattered together I tried to make a circular motion as I thrust in and out, rubbing her clit and causing my cock to rub inside her at a different angle. It wasn't long before I felt her pussy ripple and grip me as she tipped into another orgasm. As she came her pussy milked my cock and I shot a heavy load deep inside her.
Falling asleep in each other's arms at about 2am, I woke at 6am to find Tracy sucking my cock. It seemed that she wasn't interested in me giving her any stimulation and soon rode my cock to mutual orgasm. It seemed the women were determined to suck and fuck me to a standstill, when I woke a few hours later a blindfold was being put on me and my hands were being tied to the headboard.
Over the next few hours, I came twice more, although I recognised Beth's scent and taste I knew it wasn't her that rode my cock. None of the women said anything, it was difficult to know who was sucking me or pushing a hard nipple into my mouth. Falling asleep again I woke at midday alone, going downstairs there was a note on the kitchen table saying they had gone into town and would be back around 18.00. Going for a shower I gently washed my sore and tender knob, trying to remember how many times I had cum last night.
I had a lot of sex that week, fucking Tracy more than I did Beth, although Tracy was a nice, pretty lady I yearned to get back to Beth. Tracy's pussy felt lifeless, almost mundane, compared to my sister, Beth or my mother Julie. Packing the car up, we headed back to Switzerland and our new home. The journey was uneventful and soon we were heading off the highway, down the hill to the small village by the lake. It was around 19.00 when we parked outside the house, lifting the heavy case into the bedroom, and making a cup of tea for Beth, I walked over to the Marina.
The progress made in the 2 weeks we had been away was staggering, the workshop frame was up, and they had started to clad it. They had started on the Chandlery and offices, the pile of rubble that was Harry's house had gone, the basin and cut were nearly complete. The diggers were still working as I watched another 2 tippers were loaded. Although the cut and basin were nearly 6 metres deep, they were still dry as the ground at that depth was blue clay. I remembered the construction manager telling me that he would drive steel piles into the ground, so they could dig in safety. Looking at the entrance to the lake I could see the steel plates were well braced to take the weight of water, presumably they would just knock the bracing off and remove the massive steel plates to fill the Basin and new cut, all they had to do then was widen the entrance to the specified 25 metres.
"Aaaahhh the prodigal son returns and surveys his kingdom." Harry said with a huge grin on his face as we shook hands.
"What do you think lad, is it going to be big enough?"
"Yes, I think so, trying to visualise it with all the floating docks installed is difficult though."
"Well I know it is your baby but, I have asked them to cut a canal to the west side to give us more sheltered mooring space. It cuts into Herr Lawrence's land next door, but I gave him free mooring and membership of the Marina for life, so didn't cost a thing for the land."
"But we are already over budget, I would have preferred to wait a couple of years. How much is the extra construction?"
"Well as they are already on site, 15.000 Euros, it would have been double that if they had to come back." He added defensively.
Laughing at my own arrogance of questioning Harry's judgement, I smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Sorry Harry, that will be brilliant, think we need to carry the canal on back to the lake though. As the basin, big as it is will become a bottleneck. It will also cause a throughflow of water, keeping the canal from becoming stagnant. We will have to build a bridge or divert the road, think it will be well worth it. The deeper water with a slight current may not freeze as easy as the old cut, giving us more time to lift boats as we need them in the workshop. Did you know Mum and her partner are coming to Switzerland to live? Would it be ok, if they moved into the house at the other Marina, until they are settled?"
"Yes, of course that will be fine. Ok, will tell the construction company in the morning and negotiate the little extra bit of land with Herr Lawrence in the morning. Ok, that's enough business for now, you hungry boy? Mabel sent me down here to tell you dinner will be at 20.00."
Stomach growling, as I thought about Mabel's cooking, I walked back to the house. The house was quiet and empty, taking my boots off I trudged upstairs. Beth was asleep on the bed, her change of clothes laid on the bed, it looked as if she had been getting changed, but laid down and fell asleep. Going downstairs I made her coffee, telling her to put her glad rags on for dinner at Harry's.
Mabel was now 33 weeks pregnant and looked glowing as she rested her hand on the large bump. Saying that the baby was playing football now, she placed our hands on her belly, the ferocity of the kick surprised me, as I felt our baby moving inside her. After dinner Harry and I were on the Veranda, with a Brandy and Cigar, popping her head out of the door, Beth said that Mabel wanted to talk to us.
Mabel had been thinking long and hard about the birth, she had persuaded the doctor to allow her a home birth. She giggled as she explained that she wanted to have a water birth and planned to use the jacuzzi in the back yard. The doctor had agreed that Beth's name could go on the birth certificate Asking that I was there, and Beth be in the water with her to deliver the baby. As far as the baby and anybody else was concerned, Beth was her natural mother and Mabel was its Auntie.
"There is just one favour I would like to ask of Beth, will you allow Mike to make me pregnant again so Harry and I can have a child? I will be 44 soon and my clock is ticking so if ok, would like to try again ASAP." Mabel asked.
"Yes of course, that is perfectly ok, Maybe Harry could come keep me company while Mike is with you." Beth grinned as Harry breathed "Oh fuck, yes please!"
The weeks flew by, in an endless cycle of repairing damaged boats, trying to accommodate late bookings and ensuring everybody had a great holiday. Unfortunately, Cougar was run aground at high speed and severely damaged. Ripping one of her drives completely of, damaging the hull and causing her to sink, fortunately no one was seriously hurt, she sank in shallow water. The insurance company decided she was an uneconomic repair, paying the company 90.000 CHF. After chatting with Harry and Beth I decided to buy her from the insurance company. 25,000 CHF was a lot of money, but the motors and drives alone would be worth 15.000 CHF. Harry offered to give me the money, but I insisted on a loan, he paid the insurance company the same day.
Mabel went into labour on a Friday in late August at 10am. Beth assured me that nothing would happen for some time and I was able to welcome all the returning boats and check that engineering and cleaning crews understood what needed to be done, overnight if necessary, to ensure we were ready for the next batch of holidaymakers. The cleaning crew's manager and I had bumped heads several times. Her complaining and bickering, combined with the stress of Mabel in labour, earned her instant dismissal. One of Caroline's friends, a stunningly pretty, conscientious girl, was an ideal replacement.
Jumping into Predator I crossed the lake at full chat, running over to the Bungalow all seemed calm, Mabel wasn't in the Jacuzzi yet and was chattering happily to Beth, the doctor and midwife. Learning that her contractions were still 6 minutes apart I decided to leave the girls to it and find Harry. Harry was on the patio enjoying the morning sunshine, a double brandy in one hand a massive cigar in the other.
Unsure of the limits going into Switzerland, we threw caution to the wind. Loading cases of whisky, brandy, Gin and Vodka into the already packed boot meant reorganising the whole thing, just as it started to rain. Reloading our cases and booze, we managed to squeeze 3 boxes of cigars into the packed boot. Slamming the boot shut I started the engine, as the suspension rose, I was pleased to note that the self- levelling suspension worked perfectly.
Apart from some traffic around Brussels we made excellent time as the big Citroen ate up the miles. Stopping for Diesel in Luxemburg, made me realise how expensive most things are in the UK. The Citroen costs around £85 to fill up at home, less than half that in Luxemburg, even the coffee was nicer. Finding Beth, I pulled her away away from the large, well -stocked shop, as we still had quite a long drive to the border at Bern. Calling Harry and Mabel, we said we would be another couple of hours or so. A disinterested looking border guard eyed the car and our passports as he waved us through.
We had been lucky with the weather, crossing into Switzerland, mother nature reminded us that it was only the 1st of march. The light snow was not really a problem but did make the roads a little slick, looking at the snow piled up on the side, there had been a lot of snow recently. It was dusk by the time we exited the highway onto the smaller roads, that wound their way down to the lake. The snow seemed to get heavier as we drove down the hill into the small village, feeling the car slip a few times, I was glad we didn't have far to go.
As the big Citroen slipped and slid up the slight hill to Harry and Mabel's driveway, snow chains, made a lot of sense. Going faster than I realised, I turned right into Harry's drive, spinning the car and ending up backwards in the adjacent field. Checking that Beth was ok, I tried to go forwards and then backwards, the car didn't move. Wondering if I could dig us out, I left the engine running and tried to open the door. The door opened less than an inch before hitting the deep snow. Opening the window, I could see we had slid into a deep drift, realising my face was freezing I ducked back in the car and shut the window.
Looking at our phones, we had little or no signal, I shuddered as I realised my big coat was in the boot. The dashboard temperature gauge showed -4, as I contemplated climbing out of the window. Walking the few hundred yards to the house with only a shirt and small jacket for protection was going to be a problem. Struggling into Beth's jacket I pulled mine over it, Beth found her bobble hat in the glovebox. Looking in the rear-view mirror I looked ridiculous, Beth's hat was pink and blue, it barely fitted my head. As I started to climb out of the window, I heard the clatter of an elderly, large diesel engine, then saw a large single headlight heading towards us.
Getting back in the car I put the headlights on full beam and waved frantically out of the window. As the headlight got closer, I saw that it was the old tractor that Harry used to move the boats about. Stopping in front of us Harry jumped from the cab and yelled at me to stay in the car. Pulling a cable from the back of the tractor, Harry waded into the deep snow, attached the end to the car and gently pulled us back onto the road. Going back to the main road, I turned round and followed the elderly tractor to the house. Opening the kitchen door, we were hit by a blast of hot air, Mabel looked relieved to see us.
"Thank god you are ok, I just happened to look out from the bedroom window, as you came tearing into the lane. I saw the car spin, but lost sight of you as you went into the field."
At that moment, Harry came in, he looked like a snowman. Dumping a can into the rubbish bin, he grinned at me.
"Remind me to get a newer tractor in the summer, that old bitch took a full can of easy start ether to get her going."
"Thanks Harry," Beth said and ran to him, hugging the old man tightly, his grin told me her heartfelt thanks were appreciated.
"That's ok sweetie, will have to teach that mad man of a brother of yours how to drive in the snow." Harry said, a massive grin on his face as he winked at me.
"I'm sorry, Harry, have I damaged the car," I mumbled.
"No lad, nothing to be sorry for, car looks ok, it's not the 1st time she's been in the ditch. Anyway, when we come back from the Tractor shop, we will get you a 4x4."
After a superb dinner, harry and I chatted as we smoked a cigar. His plans for the Marina and second yard had moved on significantly. He had completed the purchase of his friends Marina and full planning permission had been granted for the works here and next door, on our new home.
"They forecast this weather to break in the next few day, hopefully in the next couple of weeks we should be ice and snow free. I spoke to the construction company yesterday, they are going to put 6 teams on the job. two teams will tear this old pile down. The second team will start on our new home, the other 2 will start on yours. They say in about 4 weeks, your home will be ready, and the site will be clear in 6 weeks. It means we have 42 boats to move about 5 miles to the new yard on the other side of the lake, the 1st holiday makers are booked for 2nd week in April. We can all move into the large house at the new Marina, its only 15 minutes by boat, 45 minutes by road."
Shaking hands, I agreed to meet him in the workshop at 07.00 in the morning. Beth and I were getting ready for bed when Mabel knocked on our bedroom door. While Harry and I had been talking, Beth had invited Mabel to tell us all about the baby, due date etc. Mabel was now 14 weeks pregnant, grinning broadly she told us that her morning sickness seemed to have stopped.
I hadn't really thought about becoming a father, but now it all seemed very real as Mabel lifted her dress over her head to show us her slight baby bump. Removing her panties and bra Mabel pulled Beth to her, kissing her deeply as she flicked Beth's bra undone. Latching onto Beth's sensitive nipples, she expertly sucked and nibbled as her hand found its way between her legs. The 2 women fell on the bed and Mabel quickly pulled Beth's panties off. As I watched Beth spread her legs wide as Mabel went down on her, Beth started to pant as Mabel's tongue worked its magic. My cock was ramrod hard as I watched, Mabel was able to hold Beth on the crest of orgasm, when Beth did cum, she shrieked, her whole body shook.
As her orgasm started to subside Mabel, gently ran her tongue around Beth's sex, as girl cum poured from her swollen pussy. Getting on her knees, Mabel spread her legs and wiggled her arse seductively, getting the message I pushed my cock deep inside her velvety depths. Mabel was very wet, but I could feel her pussy start to ripple and grip my cock as she started to cum. Lifting her mouth from Beth she squealed and shook as she came, her pussy flexed and milked my cock as I shot several ropes of cum deep inside her. Laying on the bed with a women in each arm we chatted about the baby. Mabel asked if Beth would come with her for her 20- week scan as she slid down my body and took my cock in her mouth. Getting me hard again, she turned around, lowering her pussy on my eager tongue, I heard her say, "Oh yeah, just like that, lick my baby hole," as Beth rammed herself down on my cock.
I loved the taste and scent of pussy as my cock was buried deep inside my sister. As Mabel started to cum, I greedily licked her nectar laden pussy, my cock erupting, firing a load deep inside Beth. After we cuddled for a while Mabel said she had better go as I had an early start in the morning.
Leaving the house, the next morning, it was still snowing, looking at the car I could see about 2' of snow on its roof. I hoped that the booze and our stuff in the boot would survive the freeze. The small creek leading up to the workshop slipway was frozen solid, the ground crunched below my feet as I walked past Cougar and 2 other cruiser type boats. Stamping my frozen snow-covered boots, I was rewarded with a blast of hot air as I opened the workshop door. It seemed that the fitters and Harry had been there for some time, judging by their dust and dirt covered overalls.
I had been in the workshop in the summer and remembered wondering why it was so big, it didn't look big enough, full of boats. Harry smiled broadly when he noticed me, calling all the fitters together he introduced me as "his partner and apprentice." The rest of the day was spent rubbing down and painting a wooden boat. I was absolutely shattered when I got back to the house, much to Beth's disgust I fell asleep as she was sucking my cock that night.
Beth and I gradually got used to the early starts and long days. I was scraping hulls and learning about diesel inboards and petrol outboard motors, Beth was dealing with accounts, payroll and suppliers for the Marina and Harry's other businesses. By the 22nd of March most of the boats were ready to go back in the water, the weather had improved dramatically. Lashing the smaller boats together we used 3 boats, each towing 4 at a time to the new Marina. By the 27th the business was set up in its new, temporary home, allowing the bulldozers to move in and construction begin. Satisfied that everything was ok, Mabel persuaded Harry to take a holiday, 10 days in Cape Verde as Mabel wanted to get some sun, before her baby bump became to pronounced.
Dropping them at the airport at 05.00, Harry said he would have his phone with him all the time. Mabel's death stare and shake of her head told me not to call unless it was extremely important. Getting back to the Marina, I had a few things I needed to do. Telling Beth, I would be a couple of hours or so, she loaded the Citroen with the last of our stuff and drove to our temporary home at the new Marina.
As I walked around the empty Marina with the construction manager, we checked the empty workshop, landing stages and various outbuildings. Watching the removal truck take Harry and Mabel's furniture to storage I was satisfied and signed the site over to the construction company. Watching the various machines being unloaded I was surprised to hear a boats engines, looking out over the lake I saw Cougar approaching the dock through the morning mist.
Looking pleased with herself, but cold, Beth was securing the mooring lines as I walked onto the mooring staithe.
"Thought we could have an early season cruise," she grinned.
"Bit cold on the lake," I laughed as I looked at her cold hands and face.
Going on board we made coffee and watched as a huge Bulldozer was unloaded from a truck. Going to the forward locker I retrieved some cold weather gear that I had stowed there a few days before, ready for the 1st tourists. Cougar had undergone some major work over the winter, ready for her 1st season on the hire fleet, including the engines being overhauled and updated. Beth had not known how to turn the cabin heating on, soon the cabin was toasty warm, thanks to the newly installed, reversable heating system.
Going to the upper steering position I started the engines and as Beth cast off reversed out of the dock. The lake was still and calm, with a slight mist but the sun was beginning to shine through. Cougars engines had been restricted, for her new life as a hire cruiser but she still had a decent turn of speed. Heading for the town on the other side of the lake, to do some shopping as we had decided to have a few days on the boat. About a mile out, Beth reached across and turned us towards a small island. Dropping the anchor in about 4 metres of water, she led me to the cabin. In the 4 weeks we had been in Switzerland we had been working 7 days a week and sometimes 15 hours a day, leaving little time for anything else.
As I followed her into the cabin, I felt my cock starting to fill, in just a few seconds it was tenting my jeans. Stopping by the small table, Beth turned, releasing my cock she stroked its length a few times. Taking her heavy coat off she bent over the table and lifted her dress above her waist. Pulling her panties to one side, the glorious scent of pussy filled my senses as I plunged balls deep into her soaking wet pussy. There was no finesse, no foreplay, her pussy was drenched, my cock so hard it felt like It would burst. Beth's fingers scraping my cock as she scrabbled at her clit, spurred me on, my belly smacking against her arse as she rammed herself back to meet my hard thrusts.
In just a few seconds I could feel her bearing down as her hole gripped and rippled around my cock, in just a few more strokes I flooded her body with ropes of thick white spunk. Falling onto one of the couches our breathing slowly returned to normal.
"Oh, I needed that, do you know that's only the 3rd time we have fucked in nearly 4 weeks? I have been going to the loo during the day to finger my clit as I knew you would be exhausted and fall asleep in seconds at night." Beth said.
"I am so sorry Beth, I have found it hard, long hours and a steep learning curve. Will be well worth it though, think I have earned my place in the engineering team and hopefully their respect."
"No need to apologize, let's go to bed and make love."
Going to bed we undressed and enjoyed an hour of lovemaking, swapping position several times, she finally got on top. As she rode me, she gasped as I rolled and squeezed her nipples. Her pussy squeezing and rippling along the length of my cock, unable to last any longer I shot rope after rope of spunk deep inside her as she cried "Oh god I'm cumming." Realizing I had come before she had finished, I quickly moved down between her legs. Her pussy was splayed wide open, licking and sucking her clit made her buck her hips, as my teeth grazed the delicate flesh, she pushed my head into her as she screamed in ecstasy. As her grip slackened, my cock was raging hard again, the scent and taste of our juices filled my senses as I plunged back inside her. Moving together we made slow gentle love, Beth was able to get off again as I poured more spunk into her drenched pussy.
Lifting the anchor, we got underway and soon moored at the town Quay. A rejuvenated Beth suggested that we stayed the night as the town was quiet in off season. Buying supplies for a couple of days, we started to walk down the steep hill to the boat, nearly all the shops had got pre-season sales on. Sales banners were like a red rag to a bull for Beth and the shopping load got steadily heavier as we went from one shop to another.
As Beth went into yet another shop, I stayed outside, Beth caught up with me as I was looking in the window of a shop at an expensive music system. Beth's written German was far better than mine and she began to translate the spec sheet for me.
"Wow that is amazing, will buy that later, when we get our bank accounts sorted." I said.
Looking guilty, Beth sorted through her purse, she produced a visa debit card.
"Had forgotten, Bank accounts are sorted, you can easily afford that if you want it. We got paid yesterday, I will pay ½ of it. Mabel has said that the company will furnish the house and we don't have to pay rent as the house is a gift from Harry."
Going into the shop, the salesman demonstrated all the features of the sound system and agreed to discount a new sim free iPhone. I had cracked the screen on my old one. My hands shook as I handed my card over, the bill was almost 1800CHF about £1400. Unable to carry everything the shop said they would deliver all our shopping to the boat just after 1800 when the shop closed.
"Don't worry, you have worked very hard, believe me, you have been paid very well for your efforts." Beth said.
After a nice pub lunch, we were asleep in minutes of returning to the boat. The good thing about the new heating system was that instead of the old heat exchanger, that relied on the engines to heat the water, it was now heated by a diesel-powered furnace. The furnace provided heat and hot water, the system could be reversed to provide air conditioning.
Waking up, I untangled myself from Beth and started to get up, pulling me back, Beth placed my head on her breast. Her nipples were swollen and hard, she groaned with pleasure as I swirled my tongue around them. Working my way down her flat belly I traced a ring around her belly button with my tongue as I moved between her leg's. Going down her belly, around the strip of light brown hair on her mons my tongue slid down the side of her soaking pussy. Inhaling the scent of her pussy was driving me crazy, but my tease was working.
Beth put her legs over my shoulders her small feet on my back, pushing herself up to me, she shuddered as my tongue worked its way around her perineum up past her dripping wet hole. Sucking her swollen outer lips into my mouth as my tongue continued up her slot. Swirling my tongue just underneath her clit caused her to shriek in frustration as she moved her hips down trying to get my tongue on the sensitive nub of her clit. Licking around her clit I pushed her mons up slightly, causing her clit to completely pop out, from the tangle of pink flesh. Grazing the sensitive skin with my teeth as I sucked it into my mouth caused her to thrash about and scream loudly as her orgasm crashed over her.
Allowing her to calm down a little I thrust my tongue into her sex, greedily lapping up my sisters cum as it poured from her hole. Grabbing a handful of my hair she pulled me up her body, my cock bumped into the side of her pussy, then I slid deep inside her. I had fucked a lot of women, none of them even compared to my Beth. Her cunt was silky soft and seemed to fit my cock like a glove. Thrusting my length slowly in and out, Beth met my thrusts getting all of my 6.5" inside her. Increasing the pace, I felt my balls tighten and cock expand as her pussy clamped down on me. As she came for the 2nd time, my cock jerked as her pussy spasmed shooting ropes of spunk deep inside my sister, best friend and wife. Falling onto our sides we gradually came down
"Fuck, that was amazing, abstinence definitely makes the pussy wetter and cock harder," Beth giggled.
Looking at my watch I saw it was 17.45, watching Beth shower was one of my favourite pass times, by the time it was my turn to shower I was rock hard. Playfully slapping my length as she got out of the shower stall
"Ooooh you are a good boy, save that for later, now get in the shower before I get all wet and jump on your pleasure stick." Beth laughed as she dried herself.
We were sharing a delicious kiss, waiting for the kettle to boil, when we heard a van pull up on the quay. Handing the driver, a 10-CHF tip we put all the shopping away, unpacking my new iPhone, Beth started to read the instructions of the hi fi. Putting my sim card into the phone I resolved to cancel my contract and get a swiss sim. Completing the seemingly endless setting up process, we decided to go to the Chinese restaurant for dinner.
A couple of hours later, stomachs full and slightly drunk we walked back to the Quay. Seeing the cabin lights on and the outer cabin door open, we feared the worst. Picking up a lump of wood I asked Beth to stay on the Quay as I gingerly stepped aboard. I could hear people talking in German in the cabin, flinging the door open I jumped inside, wood raised ready to strike the unknown foe.
My alcohol fogged brain took a few seconds to take in the scene, Caroline was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. My sudden appearance made her scream in shock and then dissolve in a fit of giggles. Beth came into the cabin and took a few seconds to recognise Caroline, but soon relaxed as she kissed and hugged us both.
"I'm sorry" Caroline said. "I saw you walk past the shop today and was in the restaurant with my boyfriend when you came in. My father is coming to pick me up at 10.30, Karl and I had a fight and he stormed off. I didn't think you would mind me waiting here, did you know you had left the boat open?"
No, we don't mind, are you ok, what did you fight about?" Beth asked.
"Oh, the normal thing, why is it boys think that if you agree to go for a meal with them, you also agree to have sex? I wouldn't have minded, but he wanted me to bend over some dustbins in an alley at the back of the restaurant."
I quickly gathered that Beth had the hots for Caroline, as we chatted and drank wine, she couldn't seem to keep her hands off the young woman. Promising to come and see us when we had moved into our new home, she went to meet her dad. Beth and I were very drunk and horny but, neither of us felt we could manage a fuck. Climbing into bed, we cuddled and fell asleep within a few minutes.
Waking early in the morning, I had a raging hard on, reaching across to Beth earned me a sharp rebuke. A sleepy, hung over Beth growled at me to leave her alone, as she rolled over and went back to sleep. I felt a little groggy, but a hot shower and coffee woke me up. Going into the bedroom, Beth hadn't moved and was still asleep, getting dressed I made more coffee and headed for the upper deck.
Although it was only 06.45 and still dark the small Quay was coming to life a small fishing boat, with its engine idling, was being loaded up, by 1st light, it headed out to the lake. By 8 am most of the shops were open, lorry's and cars were navigating the narrow-cobbled streets. Walking over to the Café I bought a Cappuccino and a ham and cheese roll. As I finished my coffee, I heard movement in the cabin, going below I saw a very poorly looking Beth, coming out of the toilet and going back to bed.
I'm never drinking wine again, I heard her mumble as she fell back into bed. Going back onto deck the sun was starting to shine. Lifting the hatches, I carefully checked the rebuilt engines for water and oil leaks, checking all fluid levels I replaced the hatches. Deciding against casting off, I went back to the Café, getting another Cappuccino I sat and watched the world at work. Several coffee's later, just before 11am, Beth staggered onto the deck.
Blinking in the bright sunshine, she asked me to go to the Pharmacy for some Paracetamol. I really wished I had my phone to take a picture, Beth looked terrible, but I found her pasty white complexion and matted hair a real turn on. Either that, or maybe, the fact she was totally nude in full view of anyone that cared to glance at the boat!
Coming back to the boat, Beth was wearing her dressing gown, sitting on the deck. Her Blonde hair was wet and hung in long strands to her shoulders, helping her into a chair I went below to make her a cup of tea and gave her 2 Paracetamol. Sitting in silence, I watched her sipping her tea and swallowing the pills, she was obviously not in the mood for chatter. After another hour, she said she felt better and went to get dressed, it was nearly 1300 before she came back on deck. Mumbling that she was sorry for being a grouch she went to cast the mooring lines off, as I started the engines.
Heading out I kept the speed down as Beth still looked very fragile, we cruised the lake at about 5 mph, gradually Beth's colour started to return, she suggested that we should moor as she was hungry. Finding a sheltered bankside mooring we decided on the ready meals we had bought. Although they were only microwave meals, the Carbonara was delicious.
We cruised around the lake for 3 days, enjoying the early sunshine, returning to the Marina relaxed and happy. Cougar was due out on her 1st charter the following day, so a cleaning crew and engineer jumped on her as soon as we had docked. Confirming that everything was ok, the engineer changed the break in oil for normal oil and double checked everything was tight.
All our stuff was still in case's, so we spent an entire afternoon unpacking and getting the house at the new Marina ready for the 4 of us to live in for the next few weeks. The next morning, I was woken by my phone, Harry was checking that everything was ok, the call was cut short when Mabel caught him on the phone!
After making sure that the staff were ready and engineering were happy with the boats that were due to go out that day, we decided to check on progress at the other Marina. The weather was glorious, sunny and warm, speaking to engineering they asked if we would take a boat called "Predator" a fast 11.5 metre ski boat. She had been refitted over the winter and needed a shake down, before going on hire. The engineering manager was a bear of a man, called Hans, over the winter he had mentored me, often asking me to crawl into small spaces where his huge frame wouldn't fit. Asking us to keep the revs to around 3000 rpm for the 1st 30 minutes he handed us the keys.
Under Hans watch full eyes I checked the twin mercuries, before pressing the starters. Predator was a pure sports boat, made by the Cigarette company in the USA, although the engines had been limited, she would still top 50mph and use about 4 gallons of fuel an hour at full chat. Waiting for the engines to warm up, I made sure that water was circulating, and the oil pressure was steady in the rebuilt engines.
Reversing out of the landing stage, I swung the boat around and headed into the lake. Clearing the small inlet, I pushed the throttles forward, the response was instant and violent. The boat shot forward, even at less than ½ throttle she was on the plane, trimming the props we shot across the lake at 30mph. Arriving at the marina we were amazed at the progress in just a week. What had been Harry and Mabel's home was just a pile of fast diminishing rubble as a fleet of tipper trucks, waited to be loaded. They had started marking out footings for the new Chandlery and workshops. The site manager said that they would start digging the new cut and basin in a few days.
Docking outside our new home, we could see that they had ripped most of the interior out. As we watched, a JCB loaded the bathroom suite and what looked like a complete kitchen into a tipper truck. Deciding not to go and have a closer look, as a tipper truck on his way out passed another coming in, we took some pictures and cast off.
Going to a pub for lunch, we enjoyed a home- made beef and vegetable pie with all the trimmings, completing the meal with a strudel and washing it down with cold beer. Casting off, we headed home, we cracked the throttles to 4000 rpm as requested by engineering, at nearly 40 mph as the powerful outboards howled through their near straight through exhausts. Changing course, I radioed control to check when she was due out on hire, confirming she wasn't out this week we headed for the largest town on the lake. With an eye on the fuel gauges I backed off the throttles and cruised to the town and river inlet.
Radioing the harbour master, we got permission to enter the lock and moor at the town quay. Going ashore we bought some bedding, a change of clothes and a wetsuit for each of us. The small cabin was cramped but the bed, below the rear deck was wide and comfortable. Opting for a takeaway dinner with a bottle of Cava on the spacious deck, we took the time to chat and laugh together for the 1st time in weeks. Going to bed, we made slow passionate love, although the bed was wide and comfy, headroom was restricted to about 4'. This just made us feel even more intimate and complete with each other.
Leaving early the next morning, I tried to be as quiet as possible. Using one engine at idle we passed the moorings at 7.30. The river was small and quite shallow, at times there was less than .5 of a metre under our keel. The river became very narrow and ended at a weir after about 10 miles. Dropping the anchor, we struggled into our wet suits and had a great time swimming in the crystal- clear cold water. It had been a while since either of us had done any kind of exercise, clambering back on-board Predator we were both shattered.
Taking our wet suits and swim costumes off we relaxed in the mid- morning sunshine, neither of us had bothered dressing, enjoying our nudity in the sunshine. A stream of verbal abuse from a women complaining about our nudity as she walked her dog, woke us from our slumber. Raising the anchor, we headed down stream, clearing the lock we decided to try skiing. Neither of us had skied since we were kids, the next few hours involved either Beth or I, constantly stopping as we fell over a lot! Eventually we did manage to stay upright, the feeling of being towed behind a powerful boat is incredible. Feeling tired and cold, we moored and made coffee on the small stove.
Finishing our coffee, we headed down the lake, feeling confident about the engines and my ability to handle the boat, I pushed the throttles to the max. At over 50mph, Predator handled like a dream, the mooring at the Marina soon came into view. Entering the small inlet, we moored at the fuel pumps and topped her tanks off. Laughing at our offer to pay "Why do you want to pay yourselves?" the young girl asked.
A few day's later Beth and I decided to go into town for something to eat and do some food shopping. Parking the car, we started up the hill to the restaurant, seeing Caroline we stopped for a chat. Saying she had to catch her bus, Beth said quietly
"No, don't go, come for a meal with us, our treat. Use Mikes phone to tell your parents you are with us."
"No need to call them, they are away, yes I would like a meal, thank you."
After a superb meal, the girls went off to the loo, while I paid the bill. Getting in the car, Beth said that Caroline would be stopping the night with us as she didn't really want to go home to an empty house. The girls headed straight upstairs when we got home, telling me they would call when they were ready.
Flicking the Tv on I settled in the armchair with a beer and started watching a film. As the credits rolled Beth walked into the lounge, naked and glowing she purred,
"We tossed a coin and I lost, Caroline needs some cock, we will both need some in the morning" She laughed as she flopped on the sofa.
The next few weeks were spent learning about the hire business and showing people how to handle the boats. Some tourists were English, chattering to them made us realise how lucky we were. The weeks flew by and soon our new home was ready to move into, the house was fabulous. Completely redecorated with a new luxury kitchen and bathroom, Mabel and Harrys new Bungalow was completed about 5 weeks later.
Getting up at 04.00 most mornings and crossing the lake in the dark, for the fishermen who hired the day boats, became a way of life. One morning as I waved the last boat of the day off, Mabel rang to remind me her 20-week scan was due. Collecting Beth, the three of us attended the local clinic. It surprised me, when Mabel explained to the Doctor, that she was a surrogate Mum for Beth and me. The 3 of us crowded into the consulting room, I watched in wonder as the image of our unborn child appeared on the screen. Asking if we wanted to know the baby's sex, both Beth and I shook our heads. The doctor ran lots of tests and examined Mabel thoroughly, as at 43 and a 1st time mother, she was considered a health risk.
The Doctor seemed satisfied, even impressed with Mabel's test results. It seemed he considered 43, way to old to have a 1st baby, asking her to go to her doctors every week to check her blood pressure etc and to come back for a 30-week scan. Compared to when we 1st met her, Mabel had lost a load of weight so her baby bump was becoming pronounced.
Beth and I hadn't had a day off since the start of the season, the early mornings and long days meant, most of the time, I had no idea what day of the week it was. Harry came along for his daughter, Mabel's 30-week scan. The doctor was satisfied with the baby, saying the test results were encouraging, but asked her to come back at 35 weeks. It amused me that she asked the doctor if it was still ok for her to continue having sex, it seemed that she was keeping her dad, Harry serviced. Clutching pictures of our baby at 30 weeks, Beth and I kissed and cuddled as Mabel drove us home. As Mabel sped by our exit on the motorway and ignored my protests that I had a lot to do.
"It's time you 2 had a few days off, need to do some shopping, then you are going on vacation." Harry said.
Knowing better that to try arguing, we sat back and watched as we entered the large town. Stopping outside an Industrial and Agricultural equipment supplier that we used, I assumed he wanted to query an invoice. Telling the girls to go for a Coffee, Harry walked around the back of the building saying,
"That bloody tractor wouldn't start yesterday, it's time we had a newer one."
The selection was huge, Harry seemed genuinely interested in my opinion as we looked at prices and models. Settling on a year- old John Deere ex demonstrator, complete with front hydraulics for a loading bucket/forks and heavy- duty PTO. Agreeing that the extra cost would be well worth it as we would be ably to use the forks in places where the fork- lift struggled, the bucket would be great for clearing snow in the winter. Leaving me to sign the purchase order and pay, using the company debit card, Harry went to find the girls. The salesman assured me that the tractor would easily deal with the 30-mile journey between Marina's and was capable of around 35 mph, towing a trailer. Arranging delivery at the weekend, I joined the others in Starbucks.
Mabel had gone to the Loo, Beth and Harry were intently looking at Beth's tablet, closing the screen as I approached the table. Getting back in the car we chatted happily after a few minutes, Mabel parked outside a large Ford dealership. Walking into the showroom, Harry was immediately met by the sales manager and shown to the side of the building. In the Valet bay was a huge Cadillac Escalade, it was one of my favourite cars.
"I was going to get you a Range Rover boy, your wife reckoned you would prefer a Cadillac. Thank you for all your hard work, try not to reverse this one into a snow drift." Harry laughed as the salesman handed me the keys.
Harry had obviously done his homework, the truck was exactly as I would have chosen. Finished in pearlescent red with Camel, leather interior, climbing into the car my grin was a mile wide as the big 6.2 litre V8, rumbled into life. A technician opened the large shutter door as Harry went to finalise all the paperwork. Easing the big car out into the sunshine I was surprised to see Beth waiting for me, getting into the passenger seat she reached across and kissed me passionately.
"Did I get the spec right? I was so nervous when we ordered it. Harry had it airfreighted from a dealership in Texas. This was the colour you wanted?" She asked, suddenly looking nervous.
"It is absolutely perfect, I was going to suggest we flew back to the UK, to see mum for a few days, but fuck it lets drive!"
Harry said we should have 10 days off as things were looking quiet and well organised for the next 2 weeks, before the mad rush of August and early September. The swiss dealership had loaded European maps onto the Sat Nav, the big 10" screen and clear spoken instructions were amazing. Stopping only to fill up with petrol in Luxemburg, the big comfortable seats in the Cadillac made crossing Europe easy, setting the cruise control to 140 KPH, we soon arrived at the Channel Tunnel.
Arriving in England I changed the speedo to MPH and set the cruise for 70MPH. London's roads seemed even smaller and the traffic terrible in the left- hand drive car. Mum was in the garden as we parked on the drive, looking irritated she was just about to moan at the driver, seeing Beth, she rushed to the car for a hug. Over dinner that night mum explained that she had completed the sale of the coffee shop and as of the end of August, the hand over period she had agreed with the new owners finished.
"I was going to ring you tonight, as have decided to rent this place out, and give Switzerland a go. Thought we could rent somewhere until we get settled, have been looking at prices and think the sale of this house should cover a nice house in Switzerland."
"No need to rent Mum, we have a huge 4 bed house that Harry has given us. Loads of space for Tracy and you, or if you prefer there is a large house at the new Marina, the other side of the lake, although I will need to speak to Harry about that."
When Tracy got in from work, we booked a table at a local restaurant as she showered and changed. It seemed strange reading a menu in English and I caught myself translating it to German. I enjoyed a steak with blue cheese sauce and all the trimmings, the girls shared a seafood banquet and salad. The chatter was lively and interesting, as we made plans for the coming months. Mum didn't seem surprised that Harry had given us a house and bought my dream car, Tracy was staggered by his generosity, as Beth told her all about our new home.
It was a good job we had got a cab to the restaurant as the wine flowed freely, and I ordered a double brandy. Reaching for the cigar in my pocket I remembered that you can't smoke in English restaurants and this one certainly didn't have a patio, overlooking the lake! Strangely I missed Switzerland and wondered, hoped that things would run smoothly while we were away.
Getting a cab home, Beth whispered that I would be sleeping with Mum tonight and she with Tracy. Apparently, it had been arranged and all I had to do was agree. My mother, Julie, winked at me and smiled seductively. Feeling my cock fill as I remembered the last time mum and I had fucked, quickly nodded in agreement. Tracy and Beth couldn't wait and kissed and cuddled all the way home.
Going to bed, mum told me to call her Julie and lay on the bed. Undoing my belt and jeans, Julie pulled my jeans off and then my T shirt. Pulling my boxers down, she licked her lips as my rock-hard cock came into view. Gently cupping my ball sac, she lowered her head and took the sensitive bell end between her lips. My mother, Julie, gives the best head, taking more of my length in her mouth, she rolled her tongue in and around my pee hole as she slowly stroked my shaft. Satisfied that she had me hot and ready, she took a step back and started to strip.
I had noticed that her and Tracy had lost weight and were looking very trim and fit. Julie was wearing a clingy black and white, strapless dress. The hem stopped about 5-6" above her knee, undoing the dress she slowly slid it down and kicked it off her feet. Swaying slightly as she moved to a tune in her head, I was stunned as my eyes moved up her long shapely legs to the bulge of her pussy clad in blue silk panties. Her mummy tummy had completely gone, replaced with a muscular flat abdomen, her breasts, encased in a matching bra, rode high on her chest.
My breath caught in my chest as her bra joined her dress on the floor. Her breasts were magnificent, as good as any women ½ her age. The large globes of milky white flesh were topped with rose pink, rock hard nipples. Her areoles seemed stretched taut by her erect nipple, Julie visible shivered as she ran her hands over them.
My cock was screaming for attention, slowly stroking my length caused Julie to step forward and slap my hand. Waggling her finger at me, I watched as she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them over her hips.
The crotch of her panties clung to her as she slid them off, the scent of pussy wafted to me. Opening her legs, she ran her fingers along the slot of her pussy, showing me the juice laden on them, before she sucked them clean. Coming to the side of the bed, she lowered her breasts to my eager tongue, sighing loudly as I connected with a rock- hard nipple. Moving down the bed she took my cock in her mouth as she straddled my head and lowered her sopping pussy onto my tongue.
Knowing that I wouldn't last long as she expertly sucked, nibbled and caressed my cock I pulled her butt cheeks apart and stabbed my tongue into her puckered arsehole. Wiggling my tongue inside her caused her to howl and shake forcing my tongue deeper and sucking her puckered hole, she shook and screamed as her pussy spilled juice onto my neck and chest. Moving my head down to her pussy I lapped at the copious amounts of girl cum as Julie resumed sucking my cock, her legs were still trembling as I found the nub of her erect clit.
Skirting my tongue around her clit with my tongue I feasted on her nectar as I pushed 3 fingers into her pussy. Feeling myself start to cum I concentrated on her clit as I rammed 4 fingers as fast as I could, in and out of her saturated hole. Cumming hard I filled my mother's mouth with ropes of thick spunk, seconds later her pussy clenched my fingers as she came for the 2nd time.
"Where the fuck did you learn that, no one has ever licked and sucked my arsehole before. I am so jealous of Beth, I can imagine you 2 have a great sex life, she has taught you well. Murmuring that she needed some cock she lowered her head and started to suck my flaccid cock. Within a few minutes I was raging hard as her skilled tongue worked its magic. Laying on her back she pulled me on top, grabbing my cock she guided me to her swollen opening. Sinking into her silken depths, I took long, slow, but hard thrusts. As our pelvis's clattered together I tried to make a circular motion as I thrust in and out, rubbing her clit and causing my cock to rub inside her at a different angle. It wasn't long before I felt her pussy ripple and grip me as she tipped into another orgasm. As she came her pussy milked my cock and I shot a heavy load deep inside her.
Falling asleep in each other's arms at about 2am, I woke at 6am to find Tracy sucking my cock. It seemed that she wasn't interested in me giving her any stimulation and soon rode my cock to mutual orgasm. It seemed the women were determined to suck and fuck me to a standstill, when I woke a few hours later a blindfold was being put on me and my hands were being tied to the headboard.
Over the next few hours, I came twice more, although I recognised Beth's scent and taste I knew it wasn't her that rode my cock. None of the women said anything, it was difficult to know who was sucking me or pushing a hard nipple into my mouth. Falling asleep again I woke at midday alone, going downstairs there was a note on the kitchen table saying they had gone into town and would be back around 18.00. Going for a shower I gently washed my sore and tender knob, trying to remember how many times I had cum last night.
I had a lot of sex that week, fucking Tracy more than I did Beth, although Tracy was a nice, pretty lady I yearned to get back to Beth. Tracy's pussy felt lifeless, almost mundane, compared to my sister, Beth or my mother Julie. Packing the car up, we headed back to Switzerland and our new home. The journey was uneventful and soon we were heading off the highway, down the hill to the small village by the lake. It was around 19.00 when we parked outside the house, lifting the heavy case into the bedroom, and making a cup of tea for Beth, I walked over to the Marina.
The progress made in the 2 weeks we had been away was staggering, the workshop frame was up, and they had started to clad it. They had started on the Chandlery and offices, the pile of rubble that was Harry's house had gone, the basin and cut were nearly complete. The diggers were still working as I watched another 2 tippers were loaded. Although the cut and basin were nearly 6 metres deep, they were still dry as the ground at that depth was blue clay. I remembered the construction manager telling me that he would drive steel piles into the ground, so they could dig in safety. Looking at the entrance to the lake I could see the steel plates were well braced to take the weight of water, presumably they would just knock the bracing off and remove the massive steel plates to fill the Basin and new cut, all they had to do then was widen the entrance to the specified 25 metres.
"Aaaahhh the prodigal son returns and surveys his kingdom." Harry said with a huge grin on his face as we shook hands.
"What do you think lad, is it going to be big enough?"
"Yes, I think so, trying to visualise it with all the floating docks installed is difficult though."
"Well I know it is your baby but, I have asked them to cut a canal to the west side to give us more sheltered mooring space. It cuts into Herr Lawrence's land next door, but I gave him free mooring and membership of the Marina for life, so didn't cost a thing for the land."
"But we are already over budget, I would have preferred to wait a couple of years. How much is the extra construction?"
"Well as they are already on site, 15.000 Euros, it would have been double that if they had to come back." He added defensively.
Laughing at my own arrogance of questioning Harry's judgement, I smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Sorry Harry, that will be brilliant, think we need to carry the canal on back to the lake though. As the basin, big as it is will become a bottleneck. It will also cause a throughflow of water, keeping the canal from becoming stagnant. We will have to build a bridge or divert the road, think it will be well worth it. The deeper water with a slight current may not freeze as easy as the old cut, giving us more time to lift boats as we need them in the workshop. Did you know Mum and her partner are coming to Switzerland to live? Would it be ok, if they moved into the house at the other Marina, until they are settled?"
"Yes, of course that will be fine. Ok, will tell the construction company in the morning and negotiate the little extra bit of land with Herr Lawrence in the morning. Ok, that's enough business for now, you hungry boy? Mabel sent me down here to tell you dinner will be at 20.00."
Stomach growling, as I thought about Mabel's cooking, I walked back to the house. The house was quiet and empty, taking my boots off I trudged upstairs. Beth was asleep on the bed, her change of clothes laid on the bed, it looked as if she had been getting changed, but laid down and fell asleep. Going downstairs I made her coffee, telling her to put her glad rags on for dinner at Harry's.
Mabel was now 33 weeks pregnant and looked glowing as she rested her hand on the large bump. Saying that the baby was playing football now, she placed our hands on her belly, the ferocity of the kick surprised me, as I felt our baby moving inside her. After dinner Harry and I were on the Veranda, with a Brandy and Cigar, popping her head out of the door, Beth said that Mabel wanted to talk to us.
Mabel had been thinking long and hard about the birth, she had persuaded the doctor to allow her a home birth. She giggled as she explained that she wanted to have a water birth and planned to use the jacuzzi in the back yard. The doctor had agreed that Beth's name could go on the birth certificate Asking that I was there, and Beth be in the water with her to deliver the baby. As far as the baby and anybody else was concerned, Beth was her natural mother and Mabel was its Auntie.
"There is just one favour I would like to ask of Beth, will you allow Mike to make me pregnant again so Harry and I can have a child? I will be 44 soon and my clock is ticking so if ok, would like to try again ASAP." Mabel asked.
"Yes of course, that is perfectly ok, Maybe Harry could come keep me company while Mike is with you." Beth grinned as Harry breathed "Oh fuck, yes please!"
The weeks flew by, in an endless cycle of repairing damaged boats, trying to accommodate late bookings and ensuring everybody had a great holiday. Unfortunately, Cougar was run aground at high speed and severely damaged. Ripping one of her drives completely of, damaging the hull and causing her to sink, fortunately no one was seriously hurt, she sank in shallow water. The insurance company decided she was an uneconomic repair, paying the company 90.000 CHF. After chatting with Harry and Beth I decided to buy her from the insurance company. 25,000 CHF was a lot of money, but the motors and drives alone would be worth 15.000 CHF. Harry offered to give me the money, but I insisted on a loan, he paid the insurance company the same day.
Mabel went into labour on a Friday in late August at 10am. Beth assured me that nothing would happen for some time and I was able to welcome all the returning boats and check that engineering and cleaning crews understood what needed to be done, overnight if necessary, to ensure we were ready for the next batch of holidaymakers. The cleaning crew's manager and I had bumped heads several times. Her complaining and bickering, combined with the stress of Mabel in labour, earned her instant dismissal. One of Caroline's friends, a stunningly pretty, conscientious girl, was an ideal replacement.
Jumping into Predator I crossed the lake at full chat, running over to the Bungalow all seemed calm, Mabel wasn't in the Jacuzzi yet and was chattering happily to Beth, the doctor and midwife. Learning that her contractions were still 6 minutes apart I decided to leave the girls to it and find Harry. Harry was on the patio enjoying the morning sunshine, a double brandy in one hand a massive cigar in the other.
