Chapter 47

I wasn’t sure if it was the noisy rumbling of a truck travelling along the street or the wonderful sensation of a warm mouth sucking on my cock. I woke up to see it was Elke giving me an erotic wake-up. Lana cuddled with me for kisses and a hand to her breasts. She placed her hand on Elke’s head, encouraging her to suck deep on my cock. Soon I had to warn her, and we both moaned, Lana, kissing me as my cock fired several spurts into Elke’s mouth. She swallowed, then sucked me dry, then coming up to me for thank you kisses.

We enjoyed our last breakfast in the hotel restaurant. It almost felt normal for men and women to give Lana and Elke second looks in their revealing dresses. We took another walk around town and the pond returning to our room. The girls changed into shorts and a loosely laced bodice with no blouse underneath.

I left the girls for a few minutes to go to the Canadian Detachment to check on the progression of troops repatriating back to Canada. I was informed that soldiers were being gathered in the western Netherlands for movement home. With tens of thousands of troops to get home, it would take months to complete.

Priority was given to the wounded, prisoners of war, married soldiers, then singles. I said that I’m married to a Dutch girl and she’s pregnant with my baby. I said her mother was also pregnant, admitting I was the father. Dutch families would be allowed to emigrate to Canada once the wives and children had been reunited with the soldiers back home.

I thought my hopes of getting Boris and Benthe to Canada with us were dashed for close to a year. I returned to Lana and Elke, keeping what would be bad news to myself.

We checked out of the hotel with Willem thanking us for our stay and hoping to see us soon.

Sitting in the hotel cafe, we waited for Boris and Benthe to arrive. I admired the slender legs of Lana and Elke in their shorts, plus the revealing cleavage their loosely laced bodices gave me. I’m sure that other men walking past also appreciated their looks.

I think Benthe didn’t expect Elke to be with us, and seeing the bag, wondered if she had stayed with us. I put our bags in the trunk, and Lana asked if they could give Elke a ride home. I sat on the rear seat between the girls for a rather enjoyable ride.

Lana took my right hand, placing it high on her inner leg, and I teasingly rubbed her crotch. Elke took my left, placing it above her knee, unsure of what Benthe would think should she look back at us.

“Richard, you have busy honeymoon?” Boris asked me in plain English as he started the drive home.

“Better than I ever expected, thanks to Lana.”

“Beter dan ik ooit had verwacht, dankzij Lana,” I tried to say, quickly finding the words.

“Need rest, much fucking!” Boris joked, laughing lightly. Benthe gave him a nasty look, then playfully slapped his shoulder.

My left hand moved up Elke’s inner leg, and she placed her hand in mine to stop it. She couldn’t resist letting it continue to her warm crotch.

Benthe was talking and moving on her seat, turned to her right. She saw my hand rubbing Elke’s crotch, and she wasn’t stopping me.

“Ik denk dat de nieuwe echtgenoot van onze dochter meer neukte dan alleen zijn bruid.”

“I think our daughter’s new husband was fucking more than just his bride.”

“Mamma, wees niet boos op Richard. Ik wilde dat hij Elke neukte. Haar man is vermoord en ze heeft een goede man nodig om weer van haar te houden.”

“Momma, don’t be mad at Richard. I wanted him to fuck Elke. Her husband was killed by the Germans, and she need a good man to love her again.”

I recognized my name and Elke’s, and the word fuck. Was she telling her parents that Elke spent part of our honeymoon with us, that I was fucking her too?”

“Vind je het juist dat hij een andere vrouw neukt, vooral op zijn huwelijksreis, en je hebt naar hem gekeken?”

“You think it’s proper that he fucks another woman, especially on his honeymoon, and you watched him?”

“Ja, ik heb gezien hoe hij van mijn vriend hield die iemand nodig had die van haar hield. Je kunt net zo goed weten dat hij ook Sanne neukte en Myrthe ook zou hebben geneukt als ze niet ziek was.”

“Yes, I did watch him loving my friend who needed someone to love her. You may as well know that he also fucked Sanne and would have fucked Myrthe also if she wasn’t ill.”

My eyes widened when I heard Sanne’s name. Lana told them I fucked her too?

“Need rest, much fucking!” Boris joked again, receiving another slap from Benthe.

“Werk thuis op de boerderij.”

“Do farm work when home,” I said to break the unwanted silence.

“Farm no good, move Canada,” Boris replied.

“Verhuis je naar Canada? Ik wil bij haar en Richard wonen. Ik ben ook zijn vrouw en ben eindelijk weer gelukkig.”

“You move to Canada? Elke said to Lana. “I want to live with her and Richard. I will also be his wife and be finally happy.”

“Richard need rest, much fucking,” Boris said once more. This time Benthe smiled and laughed, and we joined her.