Midnight Appointment

What a Todo.

We married too early, everyone said it either to us or behind our backs.

Being eighteen and in love we knew better didn't we, we knew everything that there is to know about ...just about everything. End of story.

Well no, not not by a long way.

Emma and I had met at school, been a couple before we knew what being a couple was all about. We planned, we hid a lot of it from everyone as we just knew they would put roadblocks in the way. So just turned eighteen we got married in a registry office, quite legal in Britain at the time, we had escaped from home telling our folks that we were going to a concert, it was something we had done before and would do a lot more of.

For once, the last time we went to bed that night virgins, we'd read books, seen porn so the basics were knew if not experienced. That night and the following morning set us straight.

Sex was great, sex was on tap and freely given and taken by us both.

The journey home was very tense for us, what was our parents going to do let alone say, we thought we knew what they would say, and were we right.

I don't think that I've ever been called so many names, and by both sets of parents at the same time.

Emma had a plan, not one I really wanted, but it would get us by for the foreseeable future if it went right.

We were all at her parents house, Emma's mum had made a meal for the six of us not that any of us were hungry. I couldn't eat anything, just then Emma was looking the same.

There were lots of questions, how did we see this working out and at the end of a list of others, the one that would make or break us, Emma and me Kenny. "Where do you think your going to live?" A simple question, and this is where Emma's plan came into play.

"Here of course, Daddy. In the 'Granny Flat,' the one that's empty as Granny doesn't want to live here, we can pay you rent and live here. You'll both be close by and can guide us if we go wrong,"

It was all planned, I was to learn later that night, Emma had written that speech for when that question was asked.

Well there wasn't a come back was there, they couldn't be seen to put their daughter on the streets, just married and so young..... it was all a set up. A set up I was more than happy to go along with.

Emma explained that the rent she talked about, which I was going to have trouble paying, it would only be for a month, Daddy would let it go, Emma was sure of that, she was his little princess, the little girl who he would do anything to make her happy.

She was right, actually he told me after two weeks to save the rent money for our own home.

Life was great, sex was phenomenal, at eighteen and on tap, no hiding, no back seat of a car now, available twenty four seven, there was a lot of it. I might be wrong, but I think we tried every position possible, and a lot that wasn't. You can only bend so far.

Her mum and dad, they were great about it after a while, her dad David, as I said, would and did do anything Emma asked him to, her mum Cherry wasn't so easy to manipulate. But she helped us as well.

I liked Cherry the first time I saw her, everyone could see where Emma got her looks, and I was hoping that Emma would keep on looking like her mum in the years to come, they were that alike that they swapped clothes sometimes, shoes on up to hats, weddings etc.

Mind you Cherry didn't wear any of the mini dresses or skirts in my knowledge, but she would have look fantastic in them as Emma did.

Emma, like her dad had a love of theme parks, the faster, higher and newer were her favourites, and we, all four of us went to the opening of several. I quickly found that Cherry was like me and preferred to watch than ride the rides. We found we walked around as Emma and her dad waited in line for the next ride, went for a coffee or got a table for lunch.

That was where I learned a lot about their relationship. But nothing juicy or anything, just how they made it work. How to give up on something that wasn't that important and manoeuvre to get something that was important to you, or me in this case.

Fast forward six years, still living in the granny flat.

Savings ... weren't that good Emma was had to stop buy things, things she just had to have, Daddy paid for a lot of the expensive things, but we paid a lot on ... crap. Or more that she might buy a pair of shoes, she just had to have them, never cheep ones. Get them home and I might see them twice in the next month and never again. It got so bad that she still kept a lot of clothes upstairs in her old bedroom.

It was Emma's birthday coming up, I didn't know what to buy her did I, but a chance came my way. Someone at the coffee machine was talking about this new theme park opening, my ears picked up and filled it away until later.

I booked two tickets and a hotel. I had the tickets sent to Cherry so Emma wouldn't see them, after telling her all about it.

The trip was for a month after her birthday, it was when they were opening, it couldn't be any sooner.

On the day I was kissed and hugged and I was the man, the man who gave her what she really wanted.

That night in bed she was wild which she hadn't been lately, we had been having some problems, arguing over silly things, nothing to get mad about really, but ... but it wasn't as it was or should have been, but that night and the next week we were wearing out the mattress again, all was peaceful in the world.

The four of us ate meals together at least three times a week, it saved us money and Emma from cooking, she didn't like me cooking as it showed up her lack of expertise in the kitchen, so I was rarely left to cook.

So we were sitting eating and talking, about the day, what was happening in the world, or ours at least.

I'd seen Emma packing her case for the weekend I had got her for her birthday, when she floored me, made me dumbstruck, I absolutely didn't know what to say.

"I'm so looking forward to this weekend, Daddy it'll be so good have you seen all the rides, I've booked us on a special one on the second day, you are going to love it," Emma passed a sheet of paper to David, and I just looked at them planning what I had brought as a gift for us, not Daddy and her. I didn't say anything, I couldn't, what do you say to spoil your wive's fun without hurting her, nothing was the best way out, I'd sort it out later.

Later didn't come, one thing and another sleep came and as I was off tomorrow, thinking I would pack and make an early start on the trip, that was when I would put a stop to this.

But I woke up alone, and on investigation found that Emma and David had started already, what then really crossed my mind was I had booked the room in Mr and Mrs, it was a double bed not two singles.

That's when the penny dropped, Daddy was playing Daddy alright, he was fucking her, and this weekend I was paying for it. Fucking hell.

What to do? Well get out of here that's for sure, pack my things and go home to mum and dad, I didn't want to, but needs must.

I got dressed and went upstairs to get a case that I knew was in Emma's old bedroom.

I walked into the kitchen to find Cherry who had this tight smile I had seen on occasions, she took one look at me and came to me and hugged me.

"So, you worked it out at last, I'm sorry for your pain, sorry it came to this," She hugged me tightly and rocked us a little.

"So you knew?" She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders.

"I had a guess, but this is the first time I've been able to prove it, or it will be by the time they get home, I didn't know how to say anything to you, if I had been wrong...." There was along silence in the room before she said anything. "So what brought you up here then, you wasn't going to seduce me or anything?" Cherry winked and wiggled her eyebrows at me in a mock suggestive way. I looked at her, really looked at her for too long before answering.

"At lest we would get our own back a little, and let's be honest you look better than Emma ever will, you were the one who made me marry Emma, the thought of her looking like you in the years to come,"

I could have cut my tongue out saying that, I saw her blush and to distract me offered me a fresh coffee, which I accepted.

We sat looking at the mugs in our hands, not each other.

"So what really brought you up here this morning?" I told her about my old case in Emma's bedroom, and when we had put the mugs in the sink Cherry came up with me.

She laughed when we got in the bedroom

"I've only been in here to clean, dust etc. I forgot she had so much stuff in here still.

I found the case, it was full of Emma's things, I tipped it upside down on the bed and sort of winced as it would be Cherry sorting it all out I assumed.

She saw me and laughed telling me not to worry, she wasn't going to touch any of it.

Then she started to sort through the clothes hanging in the wardrobe, pulling one out and holding it up to her and looking in the mirror.

I caught her saying that she liked this one but was never sure if she could get away with it.

Silky smooth me told her she would look great in anything and without thinking about it really dug my grave by saying, 'but you'd look fantastic in nothing.' I don't know what I meant, it didn't come out as I wanted it to.

I hung my head in shame. Waited for the slap on my face.

But nothing happened, she stood there dress in hand looking at me with a startled look. I watched the smile spread across her face, into her eyes and the blush going down her neck into the neckline of the jumper she was wearing.

"Did you mean that or is it just ..." She didn't say any more, but went back to the wardrobe and shuffled clothes again.

"What about this? Would you be seen with me if I wore this. David said he wouldn't be seen dead with me if it was what I had on,"

I had to take a second look, it was a miniskirt that I had bought Emma, and I mean a miniskirt, my mum would have called it a belt, she had paired it with something else I had got for Emma, it was a corset top thing.

Felling brave? Stupid or just not thinking or feeling anything I said something else stupid and embarrassing.

"You know that you'd have to wear the collar, it gives men something to look at closer to you face, and of course the red high heels would be a must,"

We stood there just looking at each other. Both of us blushing and with our own thoughts, Cherry broke the tension, by laughing.

"You didn't answer my question, would you be seen with me in this?" I nodded not trusting my mouth to say something stupid again. "And ...have you that collar? I think I know where the shoes are. ... Where are you going to take me?" She laughed again and I saw the joke, she was just trying to lighten the mood.

That outfit was put back in the wardrobe, Cherry continued to go through the wardrobe and asking me what I thought of several dresses and skirts. It was when she laughed at something she hadn't pulled out that it went further down the rabbit hole for me.

"Did my little girl put this on, don't tell me she went out wearing this,"

She pulled out a bondage dress, it was all straps and buckles and tight as hell, I remember Emma moaning about it the only time she put it on.

And I hung my head in shame as I admitted that even Emma wouldn't go out in it, and then added without thinking that even she thought it was too much and never put it on again.

Cherry just sort of made that humming noise and went back to looking through the clothes, I did say didn't I, Emma has a lot, a lot of clothes she probably only wears once and puts it away for another day that never comes.

I had sat on the bed while Cherry was doing all this, the case was empty and ... well I wasn't in that much of a rush to go pack my bags and move on.

It was a big mess and we both were in it and I was comfortable just to sit with her, she was the only person who knew what was going on and I couldn't see me saying anything to anyone else about it. How do you tell people that your wife is sleeping with her father? What a mess.

"So, it's pack you're bags and, what? Move back home?" Cherry had sat by my side and was looking at the wall that I was.

I nodded, didn't think there was anything more to say.

"I think we should take a breath and go out for dinner tonight. You don't have anywhere you need to be, and I think we could both do with a friend to get through tonight especially. You can go home tomorrow or ... you might have another idea by morning,"

Cherry had taken my hand and patted it showing she was going through similar emotions as I was, she was as knocked out of balance as me. We had a very light lunch, neither of us were hungry, we did weekend things to have something to do, washing, cleaning and probably only to stop our minds from thinking about the situation too much. She texted me, we had been separated all afternoon.

{booked table 4, 8. be ready by 7.30}

Short and sweet.

I had a shower, dressed smart casual hoping that she hadn't booked anywhere fancy, I wasn't sure I was up for all that.

I went up to meet her on time, early really. She was waiting, like me she was upset and itching to do something that might take her mind off what she was going to have to do as well.

She was dressed in a knee length dress, I'd seen it before and it looked good on her, I complimented her on it which made her smile and say she was sorry she wasn't wearing that bondage dress, which made us both laugh for the first good reason all day.

But I know I blushed something bad.

Cherry drove, and it was to a nice little restaurant that we had dined in before, thankfully.

It was awkward at first, but after our first drink we seemed to relax and I broached the elephant that was in the middle of the table, we both could see it facing each other.

"So ... what are you going to do? About ... about " she stopped me.

"Well I have been thinking, like you I suspect," she laughed or giggled saying it. Yer, thinking was all we had been doing wasn't it. "I have a suggestion that I have been thinking about, but let's eat our meals and talk about it over coffee," I can't tell you what we spoke about while we ate, but the meal wasn't fraught, it was normal, we must have talked about something but as I said I can't tell you what.

Coffee's arrived and Cherry sat back and looked at me for quite a while before stating her plan to me, but when she did it came out as a solid plan she had thought through.

"You asked me what I was going to do, but I want to ask you a question which I want you to answer honestly.

Is there any chance you will take Emma back?" I laughed, and not in a nice way which she took as my no. "That's what I thought, but do you really want to move back home? Wouldn't you rather stay here?" I was nodding but asked he how I could do that, after all I couldn't sleep with Emma ever again.

"Well I've an idea, you get to stay here and as far as anyone else is concerned things don't change, but things will, David can sleep with Emma as much as he wants, he will move in with her and you move upstairs, there's a choice of bedrooms for you to pick from.

David won't, can't say anything can he and Emma isn't going to either, who wants it known that you are sleeping with you father or daughter in David's case. He can't say anything if he wants to save his job, he certainly won't want to lose his friends will he. So we have them over a barrel, what we want we will get. What say you?"

I had nearly had a heart attack when she said to say in the house, but it had merits, this plan, it would give me time to think things out, plan for the future. I said let's go for it.

We went home in high spirits, had a congratulatory drink as soon as we got in and were smiling a lot as we drank it.

It was daft, Cherry led me around the bedrooms point out the pros and cons of each as if I hadn't seen any of them before letting me pick one.

"So no time like the present, your, no our new lives start here. You're sleeping up here tonight and for as long as you want to, then we can work something else out. We had another coffee and went to bed, I was excited and very tired at the same time, so I showered and got into bed.

I lay there thinking, sleep wasn't coming, my brain doing film shows of David and Emma, it wasn't erotic, incest just appals me.

My bedroom door open and Cherry walked in.

"Sorry I could hear you moving around. I'm on edge, I don't think I can sleep on my own tonight, will you sleep in my bed, just tonight,"

Cherry was stood in a nightgown, long nearly to her feet, but it was silky, it touched places as it glided on her body when she moved. It had a string that held the top up going around her neck, when she walked as I followed her I saw it had no back at all, and a split up to her thigh on one side. I couldn't help but see all this, couldn't help but get a bit of a feeling, down there. Luckily I had some lose sleeping shorts on.

I had said it wasn't a good idea, but she was my soon to be Ex Mother In Law, what was going to happen. I reasoned with myself that it would be two people giving the other strength in our time of grief, if that was what it was.

She led me to her bedroom, where the bed was a lot bigger, me thinking it would be easier to not bump into each other, you know in the night, later when and if sleep came.

"Do I look as good in this as Emma does?" Cherry asked turning to face me. My expression must have told her all she needed to know, I'd never seen it before. "Oh my, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, I was thinking about what you said in her bedroom, about me in some of her clothes, it was in her wardrobe, I'm sorry,"

Cherry got into bed and pulled the covers back to show me to get in.

I got in.

Things were going through my head, did David buy this silky nightwear for Emma, did she wear it for him, what else did she do in it, ... and then the thought I had kept at bay all day, was he the only one?"

Cherry rolled over to me and said good night, kissed my cheek, but she stayed up on one elbow looking at me. Then she leaned in and kissed me on the mouth, held it there for longer than was right I felt.

What I also felt was my hardness getting harder.

I was telling myself, Down, down boy.This wasn't the time or place to be rearing your head. Which did absolutely nothing to my state no matter how many times I said it.

Cherry went onto her side looking at me.

"Thank you for looking after me, I don't know what I would have done today without your support," That was a nice thing to say as I was thankful for her as well. I let the breath I had been holding go and relaxed. Everything was going to be alright.

Then she put an arm on my side, more on my stomach than side. I tensed up again, we were flesh to flesh like we had never been before.

Her fingers moved, in little circles, getting bigger and then smaller, around and around they went. Like a feather tickling, like nothing I'd felt before. Well maybe not, maybe like Emma had at times, but not recently.

"It's good we can be like this, we need each other in this crisis, I need you like I've never needed anyone before," Cherry said as she moved closer and was hugging me, there was no way I couldn't feel her silk covered boob on my arm, the nipple like a small hard pea poking through and doing nothing but harm to my thinking just then.

Then she upped the ante again.

"I love the feeling of this on my skin, how does it feel to you?" I was going to make something up, but when her hand moved my hand onto that boob I couldn't think fast enough to stop myself saying what I was feeling.

"Fucking amazing," Then of course I was apologising for swearing, if the light had been on she would have seen that I was bright red and at full extension.

But it wasn't she didn't see it, it didn't stop her feeling it. Yep, her free hand moved to grip me through my shorts. Oh fuck I'm thinking, oh am I in big trouble now.
But of course it was all planned, not I hasten to say by me, but Cherry had orchestrated the whole thing, I saw that in the morning, at that time all I saw was her getting up and getting on top of me. She leaned in and we kissed, I'm a married man, I knew what was what and when I was beat. Even though I hadn't known I was in a fight.

One thing led to another and she seated herself on me, did that feel good, tight, compared to.

Stop it, stop it I told myself, no comparisons, no ... but she was tight, I couldn't deny it.