‘What’s so funny? she asked them.
‘Nothing in particular’ Betty told her,
‘It’s just a nice day and we’re happy’ added Wyn.
Mrs Davis just smiled and started handing them dishes to put on the table. ‘After breakfast she told them ‘you are to go up to the dining room and start polishing the silver. That’ll take the smiles off your faces she added.’ Wyn and Betty groaned but were still smiling.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The day of the wedding finally arrived and the house was sparkling. Wyn and Betty had been working flat out for the past few days and were exhausted but proud of how the house looked. Mrs Brompton and Catherine weren’t speaking to each other as they had been having huge rows that everyone in the house could hear. The atmosphere could be cut with a knife as Catherine wasn’t happy with the wedding dress and was letting everyone know it but, as it was too late to change it, she was taking it out on her mother. Wyn was just taking some tea up to Mrs Brompton when the shouting started again. Oh dear she thought, this is not going to be a happy wedding. She heard Catherine saying ‘it’s your fault I’m having to get married, you could at least have got me the wedding dress I wanted.’
‘There is only so much money,’ Mrs Brompton replied, ‘I know your father-in-law is paying for the actual wedding, but I had to pay for all the dresses so I’m sorry, but this is as much as I could afford. It’s not exactly a cheap dress is it? It was made by the dressmaker who makes the royal family’s clothes. How much better could it be?’
Catherine just gave her an evil look and flounced out of the door nearly knocking Wyn off her feet as she pushed past her. Wyn knocked on the door and walked in. Mrs Brompton was sitting on the sofa looking very sad.
‘I expect you heard that,’ she said.
Wyn nodded, ‘she’ll be alright once she’s dressed. She’ll look beautiful in her dress and when she gets to the church, she’ll be the centre of attention so that will cheer her up.’
Mrs Brompton looked up at Wyn and smiled, ‘you are right,’ she said, ‘Catherine does like all the attention on her. Go and get Betty, you can both help her get dressed.’
Wyn went down to the kitchen where Betty was sitting at the table podding peas.
‘Mrs Brompton wants you and me to help Miss Catherine get dressed. We’ve got to try and take the sulky look off her face before she gets to the church.’
That’s a bit of a job she’s given us,’ Betty exclaimed, ‘she’s being a proper little madam at the moment.’
‘I know,’ replied Wyn ‘but we’ve got to try for Mrs Brompton’s sake. Once the wedding is over Miss Catherine will be gone and we can all relax.’
Just then Mrs Davis came into the kitchen. ‘What are you two whispering about?’ she asked them.
‘We’re not whispering’ Betty told her, ‘Mrs Brompton wants us to go and help Miss Catherine dress and try and cheer her up before the wedding.’
‘Good luck with that,’ said Mrs Davis. ‘Go on then, make her look beautiful.’
Wyn and Betty went up the stairs to Catherine’s room. They could hear the sound of sobbing coming from inside, ‘oh no,’ groaned Wyn, ‘here we go again, this is not going to be easy.’ Betty sighed, took a deep breath, knocked on the door and they both walked in. Catherine was lying across her bed sobbing her heart out. Wyn walked over to her and said, ‘come on Miss Catherine, it’s your wedding day and you don’t want your face to be blotchy do you?’
‘I don’t care,’ sobbed Catherine, ‘I don’t want to marry Harry, I don’t want to marry anyone but Frank and he’s dead.’
‘Well, it doesn’t matter who you are marrying then does it,’ said Betty. ‘At least you know Harry, you’re not being married off to just anyone are you?’ she added, ‘not like Harry, he’s being forced to marry you. He’s really going to be happy with a sulky, miserable bride with a blotchy face isn’t he’
This shocked Catherine, she stopped sobbing and looked up at Betty. She hadn’t considered that Harry didn’t want to marry her. She looked in the mirror at her tear ravaged face. ‘Can you help me look presentable?’ she whispered.
‘We can make you look the most beautiful bride in the world so that you will be admired by everyone,’ Wyn answered. ‘You just have to pretend it’s the best day of your life to please your mother. This wedding is going to happen no matter what, but inside, you’ll know you are just acting. You never know you might like being with Harry, he does seem very nice.’ ‘At least I won’t have to live with my mother anymore,’ Catherine said looking a bit happier. She sat and thought for a while. ‘You know this might be a good thing, no mother to tell me what to do, my own household and, of course there’s always the marital bed, that part of it could be very nice.’ She was looking much happier now. ‘Come on then, help me get ready.’
Wyn took the wedding dress out of the wardrobe. It was very fashionable, made of white silk with long sleeves and high neck. It had a train and a veil the same length. The veil was made of a very soft silk gauze and was edged with lace. It completely covered Catherine’s face and wouldn’t be lifted until after the church service. She had white kid gloves which went under the sleeves of the wedding dress and had a slit in one finger so that the ring could be put on the finger without removing the glove. On her feet she was wearing slippers of white satin with one inch heels.
‘Oh you look beautiful,’ Wyn told her when her hair had been done and she was completely dressed. Catherine looked at herself in the mirror with a satisfied smile on her face.
‘I do don’t I?’ she agreed.
Wyn looked at Betty who had a worried look on her face and shrugged. Oh well, she thought I suppose this harder unfeeling Catherine is better than the sad weeping one we had a couple of hours ago.
‘Well come on then,’ Catherine snapped, ‘let’s go.’
Wyn and Betty took hold of the train of her dress and followed Catherine down the stairs where Mrs Brompton and an uncle of hers, who was giving Catherine away, were waiting. They both smiled at her admiringly but only received a glare in return.
The wedding party were going to the church in a carriage that Ned had hired for them. It was being pulled by grey horses and had very smart Liverymen. On seeing it, Catherine’s mood improved even more and she even started smiling.
‘That’s better Wyn said to Betty, ‘it might turn out alright after all.’
When they arrived at the church Harry and his best man were already there waiting for Catherine. As she started walking down the aisle Harry turned round to look at her. His expression was one of wonder as he took in her beauty and he had a huge smile on his face. Sitting on the other side of the aisle, Wyn noticed his face when he saw Catherine and thought to herself, he looks like he has been struck by a thunderbolt, I think he’s just fallen for her, poor man, she’s going to rule him. Catherine, on the arm of her great uncle approached the altar taking her place next to Harry, her bridesmaids taking their places behind her. The clergyman asked her to raise her veil during the ceremony and she didn’t argue, just did as he requested. Harry could now see her face properly and he looked enchanted with her. Once the ceremony was over, Catherine and Harry went into the vestry to sign the register, witnessed by one of Catherine’s bridesmaids and the best man.
When they left the church Harry and Catherine returned to the house in Harry’s carriage. The wedding breakfast was being held in Mrs Brompton’s house . There were fragrant flowers everywhere and the house smelt wonderful. All the staff were assembled waiting to greet Catherine and Harry when they arrived back. Harry shook hands with all of them while Catherine just walked past them with a slight smile on her face.
‘I’m not going to miss her,’ remarked Mrs Davis.
There was tea and coffee waiting to be served from a side-table, and if required, it would be handed to the guests in teacups, leaving milk and sugar to be added to taste. On the table there were cold joints, poultry, game, lobster salads, ham, tongues, savoury p
atties, jellies, creams and fruit. In the centre of the table was the wedding cake which was large, elaborately decorated and thickly iced. When it was time to cut it, William handed Catherine a knife and she and Harry both put their hands on the handle and then placed it the centre of the cake. William then removed the cake from the table, and finished cutting the cake into pieces, then presented them on a separate plate accompanied by a small fork, to each guest.
When the cake had been offered to everyone, the toasts began. Harry’s best man proposed the health of the Catherine and Harry extravagantly praising Catherine and her beauty which made her blush with pleasure. Harry then rose and thanked him for his kind words, complimented and raised a toast to the bridesmaids. Once the toasts were finished the ladies retired as Catherine had to change into her going away dress. She and Harry were leaving to tour Europe for three weeks.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
At long last all the wedding guests had gone and the wedding breakfast crockery had all been washed and put away, Wyn and Betty were just sitting exhausted in the kitchen with a pot of tea when the bell from Mrs Brompton’s sitting room rang.
‘Oh no!’ exclaimed Wyn, ‘what could she possibly want now?’
I’ll go,’ said Betty, ‘it can’t be anything much.’ Betty was only gone for a couple of minutes when she walked back into the kitchen. ‘She wants to see all of us,’ she told Wyn.
‘Well William and Ned are both at the garage and Mrs Davis has gone to bed,’ Wyn told her ‘so it’s just us two.’
They both went upstairs, knocked on the sitting room door and walked in. Mrs Brompton was sitting in a chair looking exhausted. ‘Come in both of you,’ she said, ‘I just want to thank you for all your help in making today a lot better than it could have been.’
‘That’s alright,’ Betty replied ‘we’re glad it all went off alright and Miss Catherine seems to be a lot happier.’
‘Take the rest of today and tomorrow off,’ Mrs Brompton told them, ‘have a bit of a rest, I’m going out with my sister tomorrow so won’t need you. Could you ask Ned to bring the car around the front of the house at nine o’clock in the morning to take me to The Ritz as I’m meeting my sister there.’
Wyn thanked her and then they both went back down to the kitchen. William and Ned were both in there sitting at the table having a cup of tea. Wyn told Ned what Mrs Brompton had requested. ‘I think after you’ve done that you’ll have the rest of the day off like us.’
When they had all finished their tea, Ned asked Betty if she would like to go for a walk. ‘Oh yes, I’d like that,’ she told him winking at Wyn and they walked out of the back door.
‘Bet I know where they’re going,’ William said smiling. He turned and looked at Wyn then grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the basement door taking a couple of candles with him. They ran down the stairs to their special room.
Once they were in the room William took Wyn into his arms and gently kissed her making her melt against him. She opened her mouth letting his tongue in to explore. She moaned as he pulled her closer to him, his hands caressing her back and then moving round to cup her breast. He pushed her slightly away from him so that he could pull the pins from her hair letting it cascade down her back. ‘I love your hair,’ he said as he ran his hands through it. Wyn let her own hands tease the curls on his head saying, ‘I love your hair too, it’s so soft and curly.’ William pushed her down onto the bed, undoing her blouse and pulling it down over her arms. She gasped as his fingers took hold of a nipple and squeezed it hard. ‘Take your skirt off,’ he told her. Wyn stood up and slipped her skirt down leaving her standing in her chemise and bloomers. She quickly took these off and stood in front of him unashamed of her totally naked body. William ran one finger down her body from her breast down to where her pubic hair started. She opened her legs slightly inviting him to touch her. His finger moved down lower and she moaned as he touched her. William pulled her down on the bed and then stood up to quickly take all his clothes off. He copied Wyn and stood naked in front of her. She looked at his erect member and put her finger out to touch him. She pulled the skin back and ran her finger over the eye pushing her nail into it making William moan. She then put her hands on his bum and pulled him towards her inserting her tongue where her finger had been. This made William jerk and moan louder. He lay down on the bed beside her and started putting small kisses all down her body taking special notice of her breasts and sucking on her nipples. Wyn could feel the pleasure building in her body but tried hard to stop it as she didn’t want this to end quickly but when William reached the nub of her sex and started licking and sucking she couldn’t stop it and her body exploded with such feeling she felt like she was floating. When she finally came back down to earth, she pushed William down so that she could do the same to him. She kissed him all down his body, taking his nipples in her mouth and sucking them. She reached his erect manhood, licked all down it’s length and around his balls, then all the way back up again. When she got back to the top of, she took him into her mouth and sucked hard making small enjoyment noises as she did so. William was groaning loudly with pleasure and tried to stop her as he knew he was close but she pushed his hand away. ‘I want to do it,’ she told him and carried on sucking hard, moving her head up and down along the length of him at the same time. She felt his body still and she knew he was about to come but carried on. She felt his body jerk and he cried out her name as his seed spilled into her mouth. Wyn swallowed and tried not to gag as the taste wasn’t pleasant, yuk she thought, but she didn’t mind because he had obviously really enjoyed it and she wanted to give him pleasure. They both lay back on the bed completely content.
‘Oh Wyn, I really love you,’ William told her, ‘I want us to get married but I’m not sure how we can do it.’
‘I love you too,’ Wyn told him, ‘I’d love to be your wife but servants can’t marry each other can they?’ she asked.
‘I’ll have to think of something,’ William said, ‘now I know you’ll marry me.’ He turned his head and kissed her. Even though it hadn’t been long his body was ready again and he ran his hands down her body. He touched her until she cried out for him to take her. He lay down on his back and told her to sit on him. She moved into place until his erect cock was underneath her special place and then lowered herself onto him. She could feel him inside her and she started moving up and down on top of him. William was writhing with pleasure underneath her and she moved faster round and round and up and down. She threw her head back in pleasure and knew she was going to explode. William started groaning louder and then stilled and jerked violently under her. ‘Oh yes, oh yes,’ he moaned ‘that’s good.’ ‘Stay there, don’t move,’ he said, ‘I want to stay inside you for as long as I can.’
They lay like that for a long time, both of them dosing a bit. Wyn had forgotten that she was supposed to flush herself out straight away. When they finally stirred and made their way back upstairs, she suddenly remembered and dashed into the water closet hoping it wasn’t too late. When she came out Betty and Ned had joined William at the table.
‘Make us a pot of tea,’ Betty asked her, ‘I’m parched.’ She looked at Ned who smiled back at her.
‘It’s thirsty work,’ Ned said and Betty blushed. Wyn smiled and made the tea.
The next day was warm and sunny and once Ned got back from dropping Mrs Brompton at the station, they all decided to go for a walk in the park. Wyn took William’s arm as they walked. There were flowers all along both sides of the path and William surreptitiously picked a couple and handed them to Wyn. ‘Oh thank you kind sir,' she said with a smile. Betty and Wyn had brought a blanket and a basket of food with them and Ned laid the blanket out on the ground and they all sat down. Wyn opened the basket and took out meat pies, some chicken and ham. They had also brought some bottles of lemonade to wash the food down with. The sun was shining and they lay back with sighs of pleasure. ‘This is the life,’ Wyn said.
‘It certainly is,’ replied Wi
lliam looking down at her. He leant down and kissed her gently on the mouth.
‘Aah!’ Betty exclaimed, ‘that’s sweet.’
‘We’re going to get married one day,’ William told her, ‘so you’ll have to get used to seeing me do that to my future wife.’
‘That’s such good news,’ Betty said, ‘but how are you going to be able to arrange it?’
‘I don’t know yet,’ William replied smiling, ‘but somehow it’s going to happen and we’ll live happily ever after.’
‘Well, I hope you do’ Betty said.
William suddenly stood up and pulled Wyn up o join him.
‘Come on you lazy lot,’ he said, let’s get a boat and go for a trip down the river.’
Ned and Betty groaned but got up.
‘Ok,’ Ned agreed, ‘it could be fun but you’re rowing first.’
They walked down the river to where the boats were moored, William paid the money then helped Wyn and Betty into the boat.
‘Well what about helping me then,’ exclaimed Ned.
‘You’re big enough to help yourself’, William replied.
Ned shrugged and jumped into the boat making it rock dangerously.
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