Chapter 1

"They're lovely" kids mum"

"They're your brother and sister Danny"

"Yes"

They were happy kids, a boy and a girl, beautiful children who would be spared the terror I endured as a kid, they'd never lie in bed at night listening to their father raping and beating their mother as I had and as I lay in the hot sun watching them playing happily, I decided to try to be a surrogate father to them, at least until mum met a nice, decent man and remarried!

I turned onto my side and looked at her, it was hard to believe that she was my mother, the tiny bikini hid only what it was designed to hide and nothing else, even the beginning of her areole were visible, peeking out of the side of the totally inadequate cups of her top.

The twins were four years old, born just after I was given five years for murder.

I came home from work and found mum crying in the kitchen, one eye closed and half her teeth chipped and broken, her whole body was a mass of bruising where he'd used her as a punch bag again.

"Where is he mum?"

"Leave it Danny, please darling" she sounded like she was talking through a mouthful of sweets, "You'll only make things worse"

I knew where he'd be anyway, the same place he always was, down at the local pub with all his scummy mates,

"He'll kill you one of these days mum" I said as I put my coat back on, "And I'm not prepared to let him do that"

She was still crying as I went out of the door, but that was nothing new, he'd been beating her for as long as I could remember.

He looked up when I got to the pub,

"Well, well, well" he laughed scornfully, "Come to buy your old dad a pint have you son?"

I didn't reply, I just walked up to him and hit him, he staggered back and fell over his chair, spitting out the teeth I'd broken,

"That one was for mum" I said and hit him again before he could get up, one of his mates made a grab for me, but I elbowed him in the face and kneed him between his legs, dad was up then and I winced in pain as he punched me in the kidneys, his next swing missed, but the beer glass I picked up didn't, it took one eye out and left his whole face looking like an accident with a bottle of ketchup.

He screamed as I kicked him right in his ugly face, but he soon stopped when I jumped on him and beat him continually until he lost consciousness, he never regained it and died in the ambulance taking him to hospital.

Mum spoke up in my defense as did my boss, but the judge said my attack on my father had been of such unparalleled fury, he felt I was a danger to the public in general and to those around me in particular!

I was treated like a hero inside, but all through the four years I served, I kept myself strictly to myself and became a model prisoner, mum came to visit me every Friday after the twins were born, she brought me cigarettes and magazines as well as money and it was her visits that kept me going.

Every Friday night in my cell, I relieved myself just thinking about her, her perfume, the shape of her breasts beneath whatever she happened to be wearing and I always went to sleep feeling thoroughly ashamed!

A national newspaper bought her story and paid her a six figure sum for it, so at last she didn't have to count the pennies or scratch around for money to feed herself and the twins.

"I think you ought to get yourself a girl Danny"

"What?"

"You're staring at me"

"Oh God was I? I'm sorry mum" I felt myself going red and I had the beginnings of an erection, "I'm going for a swim"

We were only a few yards from the sea, so I ran into the ocean where I was quickly joined my Jenny and Jimmy, the twins who decided that it would be great fun to try and drown me by jumping on my back and holding me under the water.

It was a wonderful half hour or so, I think I reverted to my childhood with them, we splashed, laughed and generally fooled about until hunger forced us back onto the beach,

"Come on" I said to mum, "Let's go and find a café, I'm starving"

"Feel better now?" mum laughed as we waited for the twins to dry off and get into their clothes,

"Lots mum" I kissed her cheek and tried not to look at her breasts as she bent to pull on a skirt, she giggled and said with a smile,

"Well at least I know you've not turned queer in the nick Danny"

"It was offered to me mum, believe me"

"But you never, you know?"

I laughed, "Not a bloody chance mum"

We walked slowly down the sea front and into a little café we found, where we ordered croissants for us and sticky buns for the twins,

"Don't get them all over yourselves" she laughed as they dived into the cream,

"They're kids mum" I laughed with her, "That's their job, they've got to get cream everywhere and then they'll eat what's left"

"You're very good with them Danny"

"They're lovely kids mum, I'd love to have two like them"

"Well that's no problem, take them two little buggers"

"Are you going to be our new daddy Danny?"

Jenny looked up at me and grinned cheekily through a mouthful of cream,

"'Cos we'd like that wouldn't we Jimmy?"

Her brother nodded his assent, but it was a serious business eating a cream bun, so he gave it his full attention and allowed his sister to continue with the interrogation.

"Well are you?" she demanded and jumped up onto my knee,

"But I'm your brother Jenny" I hugged her tightly, "So I can't be your daddy can I?"

Mum was nearly choking with laughter, but saved the day by telling her that we'd discuss it later, so she went back to her own seat to attack her orange juice and confided in her brother that she'd done it, I was going to be their new daddy!

"Well is there anyone on the horizon mum?" I asked as we walked slowly back to the hotel,

"No" she shook her head vehemently, "No, no, no"

"Was it that bad?"

"You can't imagine Danny" she said softly, "You just can't imagine"

"Ah Mr and Mrs Burton" the clerk beamed at us as we passed the desk, "We're having a rather special evening this evening, would you care to avail yourselves of our free baby sitting service and do us the honour of attending?"

I was about to point out to him that, yes we were actually Mr and Mrs Burton, but not in the way he assumed, when mum squeezed my hand,

"That sounds nice, what is it?"

He could hardly contain his excitement,

"We've just been voted hotel of the year for the tenth year running and to celebrate, the owners have arranged a top class cabaret in the lounge, all after dinner drinks are on the house as well as pre-dinner champagne"

"Who's the cabaret?" I asked and his reply made me smile, it was a well known actor from one of Britain's top television soap operas who'd made his name years before as a blue comedian, he was good, very good, but absolutely filthy!

Mum laughed and clapped her hands in delight,

"Oh yes, we'll be here, what time does it kick off and what's the dress code?"

"Eight thirty, for dinner at nine, gents to wear suits and ladies to wear evening dress"

"I haven't got a suit mum" I protested as we left him to accost more people returning to their rooms,

"Well we'll go and buy one" she laughed, "And I'll treat myself to a new dress as well"

"Mum, I'm not going to keep taking money from you, since I got out last week, I haven't paid for a bloody thing, you bought my clothes, my cigarettes, you paid for this holiday"

I grinned, "You even bought my bloody underpants for Christ's sake!"

The twins looked on somewhat bemused as she took both my hands in hers,

"All you did Danny was to give me my life back, that's all, nothing much is it?"

"That's not fair mum"

"I really don't give a toss whether you think it's fair or not Danny, I know the way I lived before you did what you did, it wasn't even bloody living Danny, it was a fucking nightmare, if I was to give you every penny I've got, it still wouldn't repay what I owe you"

"Mum"

"Don't fucking mum me Danny" her voice cracked and tears appeared in her eyes, "Don't stop me from at least trying to repay you for four years of your life" her shoulders shook and she turned away from me, "Don't stop me Danny please"

I felt a little hand tugging at mine and I looked down into two pairs of big blue eyes, tear stained eyes,

"Why is mummy crying Danny?" Jimmy was almost in tears himself and beside him Jenny was already there!

"Come here" I said and hugged them both tightly, "Mummy's crying because I'm being silly"

I looked up at my mother,

"But if it's upsetting you, I'll stop being silly now"

They nodded in unison, "Ok, but mummy's got to stop crying"

"I've stopped, look"

They did and she had,

"You've got to kiss each other" Jenny said seriously and she wasn't at all impressed when I pecked mum's cheek,

"No" she protested, "You've got to do it properly, like on the television"

Laughing, we put our arms around each other and touched lips,

"Properly" the twins chorused,

"Bloody monsters" mum laughed, but pressed her lips to mine as I held her tightly, I was very much aware of the pressure of her breasts against my chest and the inevitable happened,

"It's natural Danny" mum whispered as we drew apart somewhat embarrassed,

"See, you're married now" Jenny laughed with delight and linked hands with her brother before racing into our suite,

"I'm sorry" she said softly,

"So am I mum"

I still had an arm around her waist and it seemed the most natural thing in the world to kiss her again, she made a funny little noise in her throat as our mouths opened and locked together,

"Oh Danny" she breathed into my mouth, "We mustn't"

"No" I whispered, "You're right mum" but we kissed again and this time I tasted her tongue as it snaked between my teeth.

"You've no idea how many times I dreamt of doing that mum"

"Me too darling" she whispered and touched a hand to my face, "I wish you weren't my son"

"I used to..." then I stopped as we reached the suite, she looked at me questioningly, but I shook my head, "No mum, it was cheap and not very nice"

"If you were going to say what I think you were, I'm flattered Danny, I really am"

"You're just being diplomatic mum" I laughed, but she shook her head,

"I'm being honest Danny"

The twins were entranced by the créche we left them in, there were toys of every description to keep them occupied and they barely looked up as we left to go in search of a ready made suit and a dress for mum,

Our first stop was a branch of a national tailors which specializes in off the peg suits, the first one I tried on was a perfect fit and we were out again within fifteen minutes in search of a dress and that took a fair bit longer, but eventually she came out of the changing room in a long, tight, black shift dress with a thigh length slit up one side and cut daringly low,

"Wow" I laughed, "You look gorgeous"

She blushed and turned round to show me the back, or at least the lack of it!

"It's a bit daring don't you think?"

"Not at all madam" the assistant said with a smile, "Like your husband says, you look gorgeous in it"

We smiled discreetly at her remark and once outside she said as she threaded her arm through mine,

"I thought you were going to object to her remark"

"Why would I object mum? I'd be proud to have a wife like you"

"I'm thirty nine Danny and you're twenty three for God's sake, I'm positively ancient!"

"Yeah I know you're thirty nine mum, but you look about thirty, whether you know it or not, people's heads turn when they see you, you're a little cracker"

She started to laugh, a delicious little chuckle that made my hair stand on end,

"A cracker?"

"Yeah, a cracker mum, one that I'd pull any time"

"Right then, given that you're obviously out of practice, we'll pretend that I'm your date tonight and I'll tell you afterwards whether or not you'd have pulled me, ok?"

"You're on" I laughed,

She planted a kiss on my cheek and steered me into a lingerie shop where I cringed with embarrassment when she bought stockings, suspender belts and minuscule little knickers,

"They'll make me feel good" she said by way of explaining them, "A woman always feels good if she's wearing sexy underwear"

"Ok mum, I'll remember that"

At twenty five past eight precisely, she came out of her room and I wolf whistled in appreciation,

"You're gorgeous mum" I took hold of her hands and touched my lips to hers, "Truly beautiful"

"I know I'm not Danny, but a girl does like to hear things like that occasionally"

"Ok, you're not" I laughed, "So they'll be wasted on you, shall I go and find a prettier girl to give them to?" I pointed to a little posy on the table,

"Maybe she'll appreciate it more"

"Oh Danny" she picked it up and inhaled the fragrant aroma, "Blue violets, they're beautiful"

"They match your eyes mum, except they don't laugh like yours do"

She said nothing but I knew she was touched, the baby sitter arrived on time and I took mum's arm to lead her down to the cabaret,

"They're all looking at us Danny" she whispered as we made our entrance, But I soon put her right,

"They're looking at you mum" I said, "Just you"

A waiter showed us to our table which we shared with another couple, David and Maureen Finnegan and brought us our champagne,

"Well here's to the ladies, bless 'em" David raised his glass and we toasted the girls who sat there grinning from ear to ear, they proved lively dinner companions and David had us all laughing at his outrageously dirty jokes throughout.

During a lull he asked me what I did for a living and I answered him truthfully, mum and I had spoken about this when she'd picked me up outside the nick and I'd said that I would never lie about it, if people didn't like what I was telling them, that was their problem.

"Nothing at the moment David" I said softly, "I came out of prison last week, I got five years for killing my father!"

David stared for a moment open mouthed as did Maureen, mum reached for her posy and said that perhaps we should leave,

"You're Danny Burton aren't you?"

"Yes"

Maureen laughed and said, "I don't believe this"

Mum and I were confused and I wasn't sure that I wanted to hear any more, I rose to go, but David reached out to stop me,

"I own Associated Newspapers limited Danny, we're the people who bought your story Laura, my editors have been looking for you both since Danny got out last week!"

"You've found me" I said quietly, "What can I do for you?"

"We want your side of the story Danny, we printed Laura's and the feedback was amazing, now we want yours," turning to mum he lowered his voice,

"Remind me Laura, what was it we paid you?"

"A hundred thousand pounds"

Amazingly he fished a calculator from his pocket, punched a few numbers and beamed at me,

"What would you say to one hundred and twenty five thousand Danny?"

I was about to agree when mum chirped up,

"He'd probably accept a hundred and fifty David"

He looked at me and I nodded, "Yes" I croaked and wondered why my voice came from another planet.

Beside him Maureen was giggling and mum was choking with laughter,

"What's so funny?" I asked them but it was David who answered,

"What does this mean Danny?" he put a hand out, palm upwards and moved it slowly upwards,

"Higher?" I ventured and he laughed,

"Correct Danny, this delectable little creature that I married obviously likes you and your beautiful mother, because that's what she did isn't it Laura?"

Mum nodded, still unable to speak, tears of laughter filling her eyes,

"Yes" she finally managed to splutter, "Sorry Maureen"

Maureen grinned impishly and kissed her husband, "Don't apologize Laura, he'd have gone higher wouldn't you darling?"

"Dammit Maureen" he laughed, "Yes I probably would, in fact to hell with it, the price has just gone up to two hundred thousand to celebrate my hotel winning the award again"

"Your hotel?" mum and I must have sounded like a chorus,

"Yes" Maureen beamed, "We came here on our honeymoon twenty years ago and bought the place just a week later, one of the things we both like doing is mixing with the guests, usually without letting them know who we are, that way we can find out if we're doing anything wrong"

"Well I don't think you're doing very much wrong" I laughed, "Winning the same award for ten years running is a great achievement"

"Yes, we're proud of ourselves aren't we darling?" he squeezed his wife's hand, "Mind you, I suppose it does help that it's an award given by my own company!"

Whilst waiting for the star of the evening to come on, we discussed my forthcoming interviews with his newspapers and we arranged for one of his most senior executives to see me at the hotel the following morning,

"She will be fully authorized to pay you Danny, but please be prepared to spend at least four days with her"

"Well, she may have to finish interviewing me at home David, we're only here for a week"

"Is there any pressing reason for you to return home?"

Mum answered that one for me,

"None at all David, why?"

"Have another two weeks here at the paper's expense, I'll arrange it with the manager, just charge everything to me"

They pushed their chairs back and stood up,

"Now if you'll excuse us, we have to catch an early flight out in the morning, it's been an absolute pleasure"

I saw him speaking to the hotel manager as he left and the manager looked across at us and nodded discreetly,

"Wow, two more weeks, oh yes" mum pumped the air with a fist and then sat down again quickly when her breasts threatened to spill out of her dress!

"Dammit" I laughed and she blushed but squeezed my hand, "Well I think you'll be set up for life now Danny"

"I've got a few ideas of my own on that score mum" I was about to expand on that a little, when the manager appeared at my side with a waiter carrying a magnum of champagne in an ice bucket,

"Forgive me for intruding sir and madam, I've been asked to present you with this on behalf of the owners and I've also been instructed to inform you that there will be absolutely no charge whatsoever for your stay here with us, this is your bill so far sir" and he smiled as he tore it up into little pieces, "Enjoy your stay with us"

I thought mum was going to cry, but I never found out because the lights dimmed and the comedian came out onto the stage and insulted us all by way of introducing himself,

The next hour and thirty minutes were spent laughing uproariously at his sheer bloody cheek, he was indeed a household name but I'd never seen or heard him like this before, he was hilarious and filthy, one or two people, obviously of delicate sensibilities got up and walked out, but the vast majority stayed and enjoyed him, he left to thunderous applause after a wonderfully funny ninety minutes!

I signaled a waiter and ordered more champagne which he brought immediately with no check to sign,

"So tell me about these ideas of yours Danny" she leaned forwards to reach her glass and I was afforded a breathtaking view right down her dress almost to her nipples, I wasn't used to drinking, (it's in rather short supply in her Majesty's prisons) so I'll blame that for what I said,

"I'd rather just sit here and look at your boobs mum"

Straight away, I realized what I'd said and I sat back ready to apologize, but she smiled at me and stayed exactly where she was,

"Well you won't see them from back there will you darling?"

"I shouldn't have said that mum, I'm sorry"

"Why not Danny?" she smiled, "We're on a date, remember?"

"I'm not doing very well am I?"

"You're doing just fine Danny"

I relaxed and joined her bent over the table as if we were discussing something private, but my eyes were inevitably drawn to her breasts, she giggled again and took hold of my hand,

"You're making me feel very special Danny"

"You are very special mum" I said softly, "Every Friday for four years, two months and three weeks you were there, I used to dream about you every Thursday night before you came and then every Friday night after you'd left, I used to... , sorry mum, we'd best not go there"

"You masturbated while you thought about me"

"Yes"

I looked into her eyes, two bright blue, limpid pools of desire and then I kissed her, her lips parted and her tongue met mine, we lingered like that for several moments, tasting each other, I longed to slide a hand down into her neckline and cup a breast, to feel her nipple growing and hardening in my hand, I felt her hand on my face, stroking it tenderly as our saliva mingled,

"Dance with me Danny" she breathed into my mouth, "You've pulled"

The dance floor was probably very crowded, but I wouldn't have known, as far as I was concerned it was just me and her, we moved together perfectly, our eyes fixed very firmly on each other, every song the D.J. played seemed to mean something to us, every line of every song was for us, she clung to me with every step, she moaned softly in her throat when she felt my hands on her bottom,

"It's fat Danny" she whispered and then held me tighter when I told her it was perfect.

We stopped half way up the stairs, reached for each other and kissed tenderly, breaking apart only to let another couple pass by,

"Nice one mate" the man said as he and his curvy companion squeezed past us, "She's a bloody cracker"

The baby sitter couldn't thank me enough when I handed her a twenty pound note and bade her good night, we looked in on the twins huddled together in their bed and then we went into mum's bedroom and closed the door.

There was no angst, no anxiety, not even any guilt, just two people who were as one, her lips were soft and pliable under mine, her breath sweet as it mingled with mine, she moaned into my mouth as I slid the flimsy shoulder straps off and allowed the dress to slither to the floor,

"Let me see you mum" I whispered and stood back to admire her,

"I wore them for you Danny" she said softly, "You know that don't you?"

I nodded, barely able to speak as I took in her breasts, large and yet still firm, her nipples hard with excitement,

"Is this how you imagined me Danny?"

"No mum" I took off my jacket, "I could never have imagined you like this, never in a million years"

The tiny white panties clung to her mound, accentuating the beautiful little cleft, a little triangle of pubic hair seemed to point downwards towards it, an invitation, she moved forward slightly and unfastened the belt of my, trousers as I struggled with my shirt, they came off together along with my shoes, I felt shy about taking my shorts off, but her lips on mine again and the feel of her nipples on my chest soon dispelled any fears I had.

I felt her hand moving down over my stomach into my shorts and I gasped sharply as her fingers gripped me, her mouth moved to my neck, then my chest, she looked up at me and smiled as she slid the shorts down over my jutting erection, not until I stepped out of them did she actually look at it and then I saw her eyes widen and her smile got broader,

"Oh yes Danny, you've definitely pulled my darling" she whispered and the heat of her mouth engulfed me!

"Mum no" I moaned as I felt her tongue working it's magic around the sensitive skin of my dome, "Mum, I won't last"

Taking her mouth off me for a moment, she kissed one testicle and whispered that we had all night, then she kissed the other one and took it into her mouth sucking it gently,

"In fact darling" she licked my penis like a lollipop, "We've got the rest of our lives"

"Mum" it was almost a plea, but it was too late, my cock jerked and I came, mum made a noise with her throat and gripped me even tighter as my seed spurted into her mouth, I thought she'd pull away, but instead she looked at me again and swallowed and it wasn't until I'd jerked for the last time that she took her mouth away and smiled,

"I'd been wanting to do that all night darling" then she squealed as I pushed her back onto the bed,

"And I've been wanting to do this all night" and she squealed again as I parted her legs and kissed the wet nylon of her panties.

"Oh God Danny" she moaned as my tongue burrowed under the skimpy little garment and into the fragrant moisture of her pussy, she was so wet and juicy that I could actually taste her nectar flowing from her as I lapped at the delicate, pink flesh, I found the swollen little nub of her clitoris and flicked my tongue over it rapidly, she moaned and squirmed and gripped my hair, her back arched and she pushed herself into my face,

"I'm coming Danny" she gasped, "Oh my God, you're making me come, Danny, Danny, DANNNNYYYYYYYY!!!!!!"

Her wetness was unbelievable, I could feel it on my face, I sucked her clitoris again and felt her pulling me upwards,

"Do it to me darling" her hand gripped my penis again and suddenly I felt the wet, velvety warmth of her cunt surrounding me,

"Yes darling" she sobbed, "You're doing it to me Danny, you're fucking me"

We began moving together in a perfect rhythm, each forward thrust of mine was met by mum pushing herself back at me, her hands scrabbled at my buttocks, gripping them and pulling me deeper if that were possible, she licked her juices from my face and we shared them along with our saliva,

"Talk to me Danny" she hissed into my mouth, "Tell me what you're doing to me"

"I'm fucking you mum" I breathed, "My cock's right up your cunt"

"Yes darling" she writhed beneath me and wrapped her legs tightly around my back, "My cunt's yours Danny, any time you want it, it's yours to fuck and lick"

I lunged forward and she squealed, "I'm going to fuck you every night mum and every morning too"

"Yes Danny, oh fucking hell, yes darling"

"I'm going to wake you up every morning with my tongue in your cunt"

"Yes darling and I'll drink your spunk every day"

She used her vaginal muscles to squeeze my cock as we fucked towards another orgasm, I slipped my hands beneath her and cupped her bottom. She moaned as I prodded a finger gently against the tiny puckered hole of her anus and heaved myself into her,

"Cum with me Danny, I'm cumming darling, oh Christ, oh shit, fuck yes darling"

"I'm there mum" I gasped, "I'm cumming too, mum shhhhhhhhhiiiiiitttttttttttttttttttt, yes"

She jerked and squealed as I spurted, I felt her nails digging into my back ripping the skin as she climaxed with me, I felt as if I was losing control, all I wanted to do was to fill her with my spunk and hear her squealing with pleasure beneath me.

She sank her teeth into my shoulder and nipped me as we clung together coming down from our mind blowing climax,

"Was that wrong Danny?" was the first thing she said when we got our breath back, I was still lying on top of her with my face in her neck inhaling her scent, the champagne had caught up with me and I wanted to sleep,

"Probably mum" I said softly and kissed her neck, "But I meant what I said"

"You mean about doing it every morning?"

"Yes"

"And every night too?"

"Definitely"

And I fell asleep!

It was early afternoon before I woke up and then it was only because two four year old terrorists decided it was time I surfaced,

"Hi guys" I said, "Where's mum?"

"I'm here sleepy head" she laughed as she came out of the en suite bathroom wrapped in a fluffy white bath robe,

"Are you married now Danny, I mean you and mummy?" Jenny scrambled up onto the bed and commenced her cross examination,

"No darling" I laughed, "She's my mummy too"

"But you're in her bed"

"She wanted a cuddle and I fell asleep"

She helped Jimmy to scramble up and announced that they wanted a cuddle too,

"Come on then" I laughed, "But you can't fall asleep, I've got someone coming to see me this morning"

"He's been already Danny" Jimmy informed me from under my left armpit, "And you stink"

Mum giggled and turned away when Jenny confirmed that I did need a shower,

"Right then" I shooed them off the bed, "Clear off while I get up and I'll have one"

"Can we go down to the créche mum?"

"Yes, of course, you know where it is don't you?"

"Oh don't worry mum" Jenny said grandly, "I know the way, come on Jimmy"

I was in the shower when mum came back from seeing them off and she told me that the journalist, a Miss Jenkins had arrived at just after ten thirty but she'd persuaded her to come back this afternoon,

"You'll like her Danny" she said, "She's lovely"

"Sorry" I laughed, "But I'm spoken for"