‘Just buy yourself a wonderful dress,’ he said, ‘if I’m escorting you to this wedding, you have to look nice for me.’ this last bit was said with a smile.
Wyn gave him a big smile, kissed him on the cheek and said, ‘Thank you, I’ll choose something so nice you’ll be happy to come with me.’
‘I’d be happy if you wore a sack,’ he said with a leer.
Wyn left the shop laughing.
When she got to the house Betty was waiting for her. ‘The dressmaker is a bit late,’ she told her, ‘but come up to my room, we’ll get ourselves ready for her. We have the house to ourselves for a while as Ned has driven Mrs Brompton to have lunch at the Ritz with her future husband and Mrs Davis has gone to visit her sister.’ Wyn followed Betty upstairs to her bedroom.
‘This brings back memories,’ she commented as they entered the room. Betty turned and put her arm around her and pulled her close.
‘I’ve missed this,’ Betty said as she turned her face to kiss Wyn on the lips.
‘Me too,’ replied Wyn as she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss.
Betty moaned, ‘we’ve got time if you want to,’ she told her.
Wyn didn’t reply just moved her hands down to rub her finger over Betty’s nipples. They fell onto the bed and nearly ripped each others clothes off. Betty kissed her way down Wyn’s body until she reached the heart of her sex. She moved her tongue round and round until Wyn arched her body and cried out in pleasure. Wyn pulled Betty back up the bed and kissed her hard on the lips. She could taste herself but didn’t mind. She moved down and took a nipple in her mouth and sucked hard. Betty moaned, ‘use your finger,’ she whispered. Wyn moved her finger down and moved it round and round the nub of her sex going faster and faster at the same time sucking on her nipples. Betty gave a loud cry as the pleasure in her body rose to a peak. Afterwards they lay cuddled together in a satisfied silence.
‘That’ll probably be the last time we ever do that,’ Betty told her, ‘now that I’m going to be a married woman I’ve got to save myself for Ned.’
‘I know,’ replied Wyn smiling, ‘I’m going to miss it though. I would never do that with any other woman but you.’
The doorbell suddenly rang and they jumped out of bed and pulled their clothes on quickly. Wyn sat back down on the bed as Betty ran down to the door to let the dressmaker in. Betty had already organised her wedding dress, so this was just for a dress for Wyn. She had decided to have a jacket and skirt made out of a light material. The jacket would be tight waisted and the skirt would be tight over the hips but then flowing to the hemline.
‘You are going to look lovely,’ Betty told her.
Wyn was to go back for a fitting the following week. Once the dressmaker had gone Wyn kissed Betty goodbye and made her way back to Martha’s house.
The next day was Sunday and Martha had invited Tommy round for dinner. When he arrived he kissed Martha on the cheek and asked her where Wyn was.
‘She’s gone for a walk,’ Martha told him. ‘She’s feeling very sad today and just wanted to be by herself.’
‘I feel sad for her,’ Tommy told her, ‘she’s such a lovely person.’
‘You really like her don’t you?’
‘Yes I do,’ Tommy replied, ‘I intend to marry her one day.’
Martha looked at him in surprise.
‘Do you think she’ll marry you?’ she asked him.
‘I hope so,’ he replied, ‘I know she likes me, I’ll just have to work on her.’
Martha just smiled at him, ‘I hope it happens, she deserves some happiness.’
When Wyn got back, he started telling her funny stories making her laugh out loud.
‘Oh you have cheered me up,’ she told him. ‘I don’t know what I’d do without you.’ Tommy looked at Martha who smiled back at him. The following day at work Tommy started flirting with her making her smile. Every time she walked past him he would touch her arm or stroke her face. At first, it made her jump but the more he did it, the more she found herself liking it. Oh my, she thought to herself, am I falling for him? The thought of it made her feel happy, which surprised her after all that had happened.
The day of Betty’s wedding had arrived and Wyn was feeling quite excited. Things were happening between her and Tommy and she was very happy about it. I really like him she thought to herself. I think I could be very happy with him. She was hoping that after the wedding something would happen between them and she made sure she was wearing her best underclothes just in case. When she had done her hair and got dressed in her new clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror. Not bad she thought even if I do say so myself. As Tommy had given her the extra money she had been able to buy a jacket and skirt made of a better material. She loved the way the skirt fell and swirled at the ankle. She pinched her cheeks to put some colour in them, took one more look at herself and walked down the stairs. She was surprised to see Tommy waiting at the bottom smiling up at her.
‘You’re early,’ she told him, ‘we haven’t even had breakfast yet.’
‘I couldn’t wait to see you,’ he replied, ‘you look beautiful.’
Wyn flushed with pleasure but didn’t reply. They walked into the kitchen where Martha was just putting porridge into bowls.
‘I didn’t think you’d want much,’ she said, ‘so I’ve just made this.’
‘You were right,’ Wyn told her, ‘I’m too excited to eat much,’ although she did manage to finish a large bowl full. When it was time to leave Wyn skipped out of the door.
‘Come on you two,’ she said, ‘hurry up, we don’t want to be late.’
‘Slow down,’ they told her, ‘we’ve got plenty of time.’
Tommy grabbed hold of her hand and pushed it through his arm so she would walk slower. She looked up at him and smiled but didn’t pull her hand away. Martha walked beside them smiling in pleasure at the sight of them. It looks like Tommy is going to get his wish she thought to herself.
When they arrived at the church, Wyn walked over to where Mrs Davis was standing. She gave her a big hug. Mrs Davis looked at her closely.
‘You look very well,’ she commented, ‘how is everything?’
‘I feel very well,’ Wyn replied. ‘I’m getting used to things now and Martha and Tommy are very kind to me.’ She smiled at her as she said this.
‘I’m glad,’ Mrs Davis told her.
At that moment a very nervous looking Ned turned up. He didn’t speak but gave them a smile as he walked into the church. ‘I think we had better go in,’ Mrs Davis told them.
They walked into the church and took a seat at the front. Wyn and Tommy were acting as witnesses. Betty had earlier asked Wyn to be her attendant, but her and Ned had changed their minds about a big wedding, so there was no attendant and no best man. The organ started playing as Betty entered the church and started walking down the aisle on the arm of an uncle Wyn had never met. There had been a lot of discussions about who would give Betty away as she didn’t have much family left alive. She had only remembered this uncle at the last minute and was relieved when she found he was still alive and was happy to give her away. Wyn looked at her and smiled as she walked past. She looked beautiful in her wedding dress. Wyn had already seen it when she had gone for her last fitting as Betty was having hers at the same time. Mrs Brompton had given her the extremely expensive dress she had worn at her wedding to Mr Charles. Her daughter, Catherine hadn’t wanted it for her wedding and it was just sitting in the attic. Betty had it altered to fit her and made a bit more up to date and it looked wonderful on her. Betty reached Ned’s side and he turned to look at her. Wyn saw the way he smiled down at her, I want someone to look at me like that she thought.
After the ceremony, they all walked back to the house where there was a wedding breakfast waiting for them. Wyn walked over to Betty and gave her a big hug.
‘Are you happy?’ she asked her.
‘Oh yes!’ very replied Betty.
Wyn turned to Ned, ‘look
after her,’ she told him, ‘I hope you both will be very happy together.’
‘We will,’ Ned replied, ‘I hope things work out better for you too.’
‘I think they might,’ Wyn replied him, looking over at Tommy.
‘I see,’ Ned said winking at her.
Wyn just smiled and walked back over to Tommy. All too soon it was time for Betty and Ned to leave for their honeymoon. They were going down to a guest house in Brighton. Betty had never been to the seaside before and was very excited. She looked very happy as she and Ned ran through a line of guests throwing rice over them and climbed into the motor car that Mrs Brompton had let them borrow. She threw her bouquet and Wyn caught it. Betty looked at Tommy and gave Wyn a knowing look, making her blush. Tommy just smiled.
When they had gone, Wyn said goodbye to Mrs Davis, then she, Tommy and Martha made their way home.
‘Ooh that was wonderful,’ Wyn sighed, ‘they looked so happy.’
‘It’ll be your turn one day,’ Martha told her.
‘I hope so,’ Wyn replied wistfully.
When they got home Martha tactfully left them alone.
‘Did you enjoy yourself?’ Wyn asked Tommy.
‘It was a wonderful day,’ he replied. ‘They looked very happy together.’
He pulled her towards him, put his hand under her chin and tipped her mouth up to his. He kissed her gently at first but suddenly moaned and started kissing her passionately. Wyn pulled away from him, ‘we can’t, not here,’ she told him.’
He gave a huge sigh, ‘you’re right, come into the shop tomorrow, we can be alone there.’ ‘What would I tell Martha?’ she asked.
‘Tell her we’re stocktaking,’ he replied.
He gave her another kiss then reluctantly opened the front door.
‘I’ll see you tomorrow then?’ he asked.
Wyn just nodded and shut the door. She walked slowly up the stairs. Martha opened her bedroom door.
‘Has he gone already?’ she asked.
‘Yes,’ he suddenly remembered we have to stock take tomorrow so he went back to get the books ready,’ Wyn told her.
‘I don’t know,’ Martha said, ‘all that man thinks about is work, is he making you go in as well?’
‘Yes, but I don’t mind,’ Wyn replied.
Wyn went into her bedroom but just sat on the bed thinking. She stood up, stripped her clothes off and looked at her naked body in the mirror. Not too bad considering I’ve had a baby she thought, running her hands over her body. She shivered with anticipation as she thought of Tommy’s hands touching her. I can’t wait she thought.
The following day she was at the shop bright and early, full of excited anticipation. As soon as she walked in the door Tommy pulled her towards him and kissed her passionately.
‘I’ve been awake most of the night thinking about this moment,’ he told her.
She could feel his large erection pushing against her and the passion started rising in her. ‘Come upstairs,’ he said, ‘I want to feel your naked body against me.’
Wyn followed him up the stairs and into his bedroom. Tommy started kissing her again and they fell onto the bed clawing at each others clothes, impatient for them both to be naked. Tommy entered her straight away, unable to wait any longer. Wyn didn’t mind, she felt the same way. He started moving slowly and Wyn could feel the pleasure building in her. ‘Faster!’ she said, ‘oh go faster.’ She felt the passion rising and knew it wasn’t going to take long. She could hear Tommy moaning out loud. ‘Oh Wyn,’ he was saying, ‘I love you so.’ The intense pleasure she was feeling made Wyn’s back arch and then cry out as she came. She felt Tommy suddenly still and then he shouted out loud with pleasure as his seed spilled into her. Afterwards they lay together contentedly.
‘Did you mean what you said,? Wyn asked him, ‘you know, when you said you loved me.’ ‘Oh yes,’ he replied, ‘I love you very much.’ He suddenly slipped off the bed and onto his knees in front of her. He took her hand in his. Wyn sat up and looked down at him. ‘Marry me, Wyn please,’ he asked, ‘we could be so happy together.’
With tears in her eyes, Wyn said, ‘yes, yes, yes, I’d love to marry you. I love you too. I never thought I would love anyone else but I really do.’
Tommy just kissed her hard on the mouth and hugged her tight. Wyn could feel him shaking and knew he was full of emotion. After a while he let her go, ‘let it be soon,’ he said, ‘I can’t wait.’
EPILOGUE
Wyn and Tommy got married a couple of months later and spent many happy years together. Aunt Wyn died in 1963 aged 83. My grandfather didn’t know she was his mother until he read her diaries, found after her death. It came as a great shock to him. Wyn never returned to Wales to live although she did visit Gwyneth and Bob a few times. She didn’t have any more children, which was a shame as she would always have a kiss and a cuddle with all of the children in the family. She used to keep a supply of humbugs in her pocket and would hand them out to whatever child came near her. I wasn’t very old when she died but my memory of her was of a very kind lady who spoke very quietly and smelt of lavender.
Why she didn’t ever tell her son no-one could understand, although to have an illegitimate child in 1900 was a bit different to these days. It’s a normal thing now but back then she would have been ostracised and Bob’s life would have been miserable. Although his life was a happy one, he hated going down the mine and ran away at least twice to try to join the army, but his life is another story.
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