Chapter 1

It was just Mrs Lavender and fourteen year old daughter Kimmy who were driving down to Devon; in the West Country of England.

It was the late English spring holiday that Mrs Lavender, in need of a break from her tough job in the Capitol, had decided on the Eden Nature Resort that they had so enjoyed as a family last year.

She, Dan and their daughter Kim had found another world there; far away from the rush of London.

There was a warm tranquillity and time to enjoy each other’s company. It had been a wonderful vacation that mixed well-mannered people with the gentleness of nature.

It had charmed and recharged them all and they vowed to return. However, this time both had dressed in short white tennis skirts; Eden Camp style; and they now felt the hot sun shining through the car onto their limbs.

Mrs Lavender unconsciously stroked her daughter’s thigh, “ The sun’s so strong today Kim, your skin feels really hot!

“Mmm, it feels really nice though.” Kim’s crooned as she guided her mom’s hand up into her groin.

Mrs Lavender blinked in bewilderment but continued to caress Kim’s warm inner thigh.

She glanced at her daughter, “ We can sunbath round the pool at Eden when we get there sweetheart?”

“I’m a bit nervous at wearing my new bikini; do you think my figure is OK for one yet Mum?”

Mrs Lavender gave Kim’s snatch a teasing squeeze, “ You know darn well well it is! Just mind who you make eyes at; or you could find yourself in at the deep-end!” Her fingers worked under Kim’s gusset, worming just inside her cunt.

“Uh, Mm, that’s cool Mum.”

Mrs Lavender recalled being fourteen herself; forever masturbating to a recurring fantasy of lurid acts with her own father.

Suddenly she realised Kim may soon have similar fantasies; even be enticing him before long! Her father was such a weak man too!

She visualised herr husband Dan fucking with Kim in her bedroom and a felt a sudden panic.

She glanced again at Kim now, with her thighs parted, her eyes glazed; O M G, she was all sexed up!

Mrs Lavender withdrew her hand; placing it back to the steering-wheel; her face flushed and her throat dry. Then the sign-post came up; just five miles after the next junction for Camp Eden. ~

Mrs Lavender and Kim walked into the Eden Club bar where at around mid-day it was relatively peaceful with just the tinkle of soft jazz piano blending with a low chatter of pre-luncheon guests.

Having just found their cabin they’d wasted no time before seeking refreshment after the long drive down. Yet before they reached the bar there was a friendly greeting,

“Now there’s a fine lady I’m pleased to see!” said a smart looking middle-aged man who was with two other chaps at the bar. It was Ed Lewis with his pals Nigel Finch and Malcolm Dowel. They were all advertising executives and as such spent most of their time living the easy life as they toiled for inspiration dreaming up TV adverts to sell soap flakes and corn flakes.

They had sort of made the Eden Club a get-away from work and wives and shared a permanent cabin from which they came and went in their company cars. The cost was peanuts for them and they always kept the staff sweet with generous service tips. For them this truly was the Garden of Eden.

Ed took her hand saying, “Mrs Lavender what a nice surprise to see you here. Is your husband about to join us?”

She out stretched her arm saying, “ Dan just couldn’t make it this time Mr Lewis, I’m so sorry.”

Ed, taking her hand looked into her brown eyes and a soft grin formed on his lips as he gallantly kissed her outstretched hand. “That’s such a pity Mrs Lavender” said Ed, “ Perhaps you would join me for dinner this evening?”

Kim was feeling ignored and said impatiently, “Could I get a Coke mum?”.

Ed ushered them to his table and whistling up the steward; ordered drinks before getting cosy with Mrs Lavender.

Kimmy Lavender had soon left the club bar to visit the play-lodge where there was a pool-table and arcade games. But the few kids there ignored her, and one the boys she spoke to teased her about her flat chest. No way were they going to mix with an immature girl unless she impressed them somehow.

With that in mind, Kimmy returned to the cabin and got into her new two-piece bikini. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with herself. Then she placed a straw sun hat on her head, donned her new sun-glasses and this time made for the swimming pool. You didn’t need the approval of others to get a sun tan!