The Purple Thistle

Chapter 2 - The Story Continues

Veronique tried for the twentieth time that morning to dress. Something kept coming up, though, designed to indeed try her patience.

Today was the Christening of the twins and she had heard that the church promised to be filled to capacity. Even people that she did not know, nor care to know, were rumored to be attending, if for nothing more than for the chance to possibly see the first twins born in the region in the last 147 years.

It had taken some time to chose the proper godparents, and Veronique was thankful that Caroline had convinced Percy to decline Alexander’s drunken request that his old friend serve the honor. As to proper godparents, the first person that had actually popped up in her mind had been her good friend Elizabeth Breton. Betsy had actually been in her wedding and had quite frankly thought her best friend’s new husband a bit odd. Especially after Alexander had delivered Betsy to her room and expected her to dress Veronique for the dinner after the wedding.

However, at the wedding, Betsy had caught the eye of a rather dashing young man that had introduced himself as Samuel Curzon. Betsy was almost instantly smittened with Samuel, whom she had found out was an Earl, and before long found herself smiling and enjoying talking to him. Samuel almost ruined thing by letting it slip that he was actually related to Alexander, who Betsy seriously considered a quite odd duck.

Luckily, over the next several months Samuel managed to assure Betsy that despite being related to Alexander he was quite a normal and honorable young man. Finally, just nine days after the twins were born, the two tied the knot and Betsy became Lady Elizabeth Jane Curzon. Because of the babies, Veronique had been unable to attend the wedding. But Alexander had attended and when he had talked to Veronique on his return home, they considered asking the couple to be godparents to Carlton and Leander.

Veronique was very happy when they accepted. When the pair visited upon their return from their honeymoon, she found Samuel quite sober and yet with a rather dry sense of humor. And of course, Betsy was her best friend and both of them seemed to absolutely love the boys when they spent time with them.

Meanwhile, today the babies seemed to be trying to do anything to avoid turning up at the church at least halfway decent. Carlton had already pooped twice and Leander kept getting fussy. It was probably going to take the entire staff just to get them there on time, and meanwhile, Veronique felt as if she were in a Molière farce.

Alexander had been a rock, keeping calm through all of this yet he stood there behind her in his bare feet trying to help her get dressed. He kept kissing her neck and patting her arse and making suggestive remarks. The man was seriously missing sex with her and she didn’t know how much longer she could hold him off. The doctor had told her in no uncertain terms that because she had birthed twins that she must wait a specific period of time before “conjugal relations” with Alexander could occur. After all, they knew that both of them were fertile and getting pregnant too soon would not be good for the baby nor for her body.

However, the man was a sex maniac at the moment, repeatedly promising to pull out before cumming. Veronique was adamant about following the doctor’s instructions and had finally acquiesced several nights ago and allowed Alexander to use her arse. Not her favorite position, and he had fucked it as if it were the only hole he had ever used. At this moment, the man seemed to have the mistaken impression that a “quick poke” would relieve some of her stress.

In all actuality, if the truth were known, he was aching to relieve some of his own tension before heading for the church and he kept trying to lift her dress up instead of dressing her. Anna was busy with Claire trying to get the boys ready for their grand entrance into the Church and Alexander had offer to play “m’lady’s maid”. Ha!

“Alexander, if you don’t quit playing with my arse and just finish helping me dress, I shall tell the vicar that you have become sex crazy. Now is not the time, I don’t care what that thing between your legs wants.” She took a deep breath and paused. “And for heaven sakes, do finish dressing. You have no shoes on!”

With a sheepish grin, and yet another kiss on her neck, she finally convinced him to be serious and after eventually getting her ready, she turned to find him standing there with his member hanging out of his trousers like some eager pup. Rolling her eyes, she told him, “Do put that thing away before you scare Claire off. And if you promise to behave at the church, tonight you can have some relief.”

She could hear Leander once again screaming down the hall. The cry sounded like hunger and she’s rushed out of the bedroom leaving Alexander to finish dressing while she headed in to the nursery to nurse the baby. Carlton, fearing being left out, proceeded to pass wind and then demand his own milk time.

It was a good 30 minutes later that they finally got the twins fed, changed (yet again), calmed down and sleepy and Veronique called out to Alexander to come along so they could leave for the church.
 
Throughout the mayhem that was the household prior to leaving for the church Alexander remained calm and collected although he did spend an inordinate amount of time helping Veronique to dress although it appeared that he was doing the exact opposite, before her bodice was laced he had put his nose between her milk filled breasts and tried to induce her into stroking his manhood as it had been so long since he had put it to what he considered good use, that is apart from a few nights ago that Veronique had allowed him the use of her rear entrance. That had been a blessed relief to him and he had taken full advantage of it, not leaving her pale cheeks alone until well after midnight and only then because the twins required feeding and even Alexander thought it would be improper to fuck his wife's arse while she was feeding the two boys.

Veronique kept chiding him to get dressed himself when at last she was dressed, although in one last desperate attempt to persuade her he allowed his cock to hang out his breeches but to no avail. Veronique rolled her eyes at him and declared vehemently,

'Do put that thing away before you scare Claire off. And if you promise to behave at the church, tonight you can have some relief.'

The tone of her voice was enough to convince him that he was not going to succeed but there was a softening in her voice when she promised him some relief tonight. What form that relief might take he didn't know but his cock and balls ached for return to normality. Before he could question her about it the twins were screaming for their mother's breast and she left to attend to their needs.

In a fit of pique he growled to himself,

"Damn Doctor, telling us we can't be man and wife until he says so, what does he know?"

A little later all had calmed down and they left for the church where, it seemed the whole countryside had gathered, it was standing room only inside the church and a large crowd stood outside craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the two babes who were now sleeping contentedly.

"They are attracting attention already my love, I don't doubt we will have a bevy of beautiful young ladies on our doorstep in years to come." Alexander murmured proudly to Veronique.
 
It was quite obvious that Alexander was extremely proud of having sired twin boys, proving to the countryside that despite having at one time played the foppish simpleton, that he was indeed all male. With his chest puffed out and the man acting and strutting like a peacock, she decided to wait until they were home to remind him that even if the young ladies begin to cast their eyes in the direction of Carlton and Leander, it will be his job to talk to the boys about not leaving their seed between any pair of legs that are spread for their enjoyment.

Betsy and Samuel were waiting for everyone to arrive and soon they were all gathered around the baptismal font as Veronique stood there praying that the boys would behave.

Out of the corner if her eye she could see her father, telling anyone that would listen that he was the babies Grandfather and that his daughter had wanted to name one of the babies after him but that he had declined the honor, stating that the boys needed to make their own way in the world without the benefit of his name opening doors for then. Veronique finally caught his eye and Deverell promptly colored and shut up when he saw the look that she gave him.

Both babies were well behaved when given the sign of the cross, but when Carlton had the holy water poured over his head, he started to cry, whereas Leander became agitated and his little face screwed up as if he was going to cry though he didn’t. When all was said and done, once the service was over everyone wanted to see Carlton Alexander Vernay and Leander Bryant Vernay. Betsy and Samuel proudly held the boy as everyone crowded around offering congratulations and slapping Alexander on the back and asking Veronique what it felt like to carry twins.

Percy and Caroline were there and Percy kept joking with Alexander while Caroline very graciously offered her congratulations. Even Lady Penchant worked her way over to Veronique, the woman’s smile was as fake as her propped-up bosoms that threatened to spill from her décolleté.

“It was so brave of you to birth those babies.” Veronique noticed the start of a waddle underneath the woman’s chin. More than likely one too many of those scones that the woman ate all the time.

“Well, Lady Penchant, as I really had no say in the matter, it was bound to eventually happen. It was not like I could just hold them in.” Lady Penchant’s smile was a weak one and Veronique quickly lost interest and turned to answer a question from someone else. When she turned back later, the woman was gone. All she could think was it was time to feed them and soon the babies agreed and began to get fussy. Veronique was led to a quiet room where Betsy tried to keep Carlton busy while Anna helped her bare her breast so she could feed a hungry Leander. Clair stood by ready to change dirty nappies and soon the women seemed to have a system that worked. Caroline stood outside the door, stopping anyone that might accidentally stumble into the “milk carriage”.

By the time that the christening was over and everyone had left, the vicar could smell poop and sour milk for days any time that he entered the room.
 
At long last it was over and peace had descended on the manor house once more. Alexander had done his part being the doting father and the virile husband, he was actually heard to tell one of the guests,

"It is all down to me that they are here you know, I actually made them all by myself."

To which the guest replied,

"What about your good lady wife? Did she not help?"

"In a way I suppose she did, I needed someone to carry them about until they were ready to face the world," Alexander tapped his nose conspiratorially "Don't tell my wife I said that."

Now they were sat quietly in the conservatory with Veronique perched on Alexander's knee, he was fumbling with the lace ties of her bodice attempting to get his hands on her ample womanly charms but Veronique was having none of it, batting his hands away although Alexander was certain that she could feel the hard lump that she was sitting on.

"Why not my sweet? We are alone, the boys are fed and sleeping and this morning you promised me some relief if I behaved myself, do I have to wait until bedtime or are you going to go back on your word? Surely you can tell that my need is desperate, so desperate that I might just resort to ravishing you without your permission."

He wheedled and whined at her, putting a pleading tone in his voice,

"Come now my love, a man should not have to plead to his wife for his rights."

The one sided discussion continued until Anna came in to ask if they were taking tea in the conservatory.

"It seems that way Anna although I would prefer it in our bedroom." He replied.
 
He was almost like a sulking boy, so wanting to throw her down and spread her legs so that he could thrust into her and fill her womb with his seed. And probably another baby. Or two.

And if the truth were known, she missed their lovemaking too. But she appeared to be the sane and reasonable one of this marriage. And if the doctor said that they would have to wait, then wait they would.

Which is why all afternoon she had to bat Alexander’s hand away from her body as he kept making attempts to play with her. If he wasn’t reaching for her ass, he was trying to play with her breast.

At one point he backed her up against the wall and attempted to lift her dress up with one hand while trying to release his cock with the other.

“No! The doctor said no.” She was busy slapping away his hands away, trying not to laugh at the man. He looked so forlorn and pathetic and muttering something about a man was king of his castle.

“That funny. I didn’t think that you really needed me. After all, didn’t you create those boys all by yourself?” She teased him and he just grinned and said something about it being a joke.

Another time he came in as she nursed the boys. Leander finished up on the left breast and without pausing to tie up her bodice, she slipped the baby into his crib and quickly picked up Carlton. The elder baby hungrily latched onto her right teat and began to suck away, his little hands greedily squeezing the fleshy mound that was full of milk.

Suddenly Alexander’s hand were playing with the breast that Leander had just finished with, his fingers pulling on the nipple. She looked over at him, a bemused look on her face. Suddenly her bent over and sucked upon the used teat, winking at her.

”Eventually Leander will drain that and Carlton will drink all of this.” She swatted playfully at his nose. Leander started crying and a quick sniff told her that his nappy needed changing.

“Enough! Go change your son’s diaper. Clair is busy downstairs and Anna and Claude are taking care of preparations for their wedding. Time that you learned how to make your son comfortable. Change him and then burp him and then you have to rock him to sleep. I will take care of Carlton.”

She could see confusion and fear flit across his face. Clair and Anna had been taking care of the babies but for the time being, mother and father would have to step up and do the job.
 
Despite Alexander's pleading and subterfuge the closest he got was a quickly taken nibble of Veroniques recently vacated left breast, that smelt of breast milk and was still wet from Leander's hungry mouth, He was intending to gain further purchase on her delightful proud teat but a swat across the nose caused him to let go in surprise.

'Enough! Go change your son’s diaper. Clair is busy downstairs and Anna and Claude are taking care of preparations for their wedding. Time that you learned how to make your son comfortable. Change him and then burp him and then you have to rock him to sleep. I will take care of Carlton.'

Alexander stared at her in a mixture of fear and disbelief,

"Wha,, you mean, you mean I should do ,,,THAT?"

Veronique was adamant that he should take care of Leander's needs and he reluctantly agreed but not without attempting to strike a bargain whereby he would be well rewarded that night. He carried Leander to the table where the nappies were piled up carrying his son at arms length, his head held back so he did not have to inhale the obnoxious fumes emanating from Leander's rear.

"You my son, are causing me some grief here you know this is women's work, but then again, you are family and rely on family."

He chuntered at Leander who lay looking up at him with his large blue eyes and then his face changed into a big smile as he released another blast into the air. Alexander reeled away, wrinkling his nose.

"Begad boy, you are foul, at least you had the decency to do it before I had changed you."

Leander gurgled happily in reply. Before he began to remove the soiled nappy he took a large kerchief and tied it over his face similar to a highwayman. In truth Alexander was having a wonderful time, normally the boys had three women fussing over them and he hardly got a look in, and he felt useless.

In a short time he had done all that was required of him and Leander was clean, winded and almost asleep, Veronique had almost finished feeding Carlton so he stood behind Veronique still wearing his kerchief and surprised her,

"Would you like me to take care of Carlton also, I am all ready as you can see and you need some rest if you are going to reward me tonight."
 
Trust Alexander to make changing a baby’s nappies more like a highwayman stealing gold from the Queen though she had to admit that Leander seemed somewhat amused by his Father’s antics. Of course, it could also just be gas.

Still, Alexander accomplished his goals and was willing to also change Carlton’s diaper. She had not the heart to tell him that his elder son seemed to be able to produce more poop than his brother, and certainly more often. More than once had she gotten the baby changed only to have him immediately soil his brand new diaper, and once he went on the changing table. She suspected that her husband would discover his son’s tricky way soon enough.

Would you like me to take care of Carlton also, I am all ready as you can see and you need some rest if you are going to reward me tonight.

She gratefully handed Carlton off to his father and kissed Alexander’s nose. “Thank you! You will have to stay here until Clair or Anna returns back upstairs. As for me, I am tired. It is wearing being a milk cow to your sons.”

She left and headed to the bedroom to take a nap, soon snoozing on top of the bedcovers while Alexander took care of his sons.

*****

For the twentieth time today, Anna refused Claude that one thing that he wanted. “On our wedding night I will. Until then, you shall have to do without.”

Claude was frustrated. And that was putting it kindly. The man’s member was practically hard enough to drive a stake through a tree. For the past two weeks she had refused to relieve his need, stating that their wedding was coming up and she wanted to wait until they were married. She had used her hand in the past to provide relief for him but the woman was determined to save herself for her wedding night.

“We have one more week and then...”. She kissed him and quickly slipped from his grasp. The priest had given them their last talk and assured himself that these two were indeed ready for marriage.

“Now hurry. I have been gone long enough and need to get back. I am training Jane Weatherly to fill in for me while I am gone.”

Claude sulked for a bit as he drove the carriage back to the manor. “Is she any good?”

“Heavens no. It will be a wonder if she is still there when we return after our week off.”
 
"I do declare, I cannot see why women make such a fuss changing babies, here I am a mere novice and done in half the time it takes a woman even one as experienced as Clair."

Alexandra talked to himself as he placed Carlton in his cradle. He sniffed and wrinkled his nose, taking a peek he sighed,

"No Carlton, no, you are not supposed to do that when your Father has just changed you, your mother is waiting eagerly for me and I am eager to be with her, I will change you again but you must promise to behave."

It was half an hour and two diapers later before he finally had Carlton tucked up in his cradle and he made his way wearily to his bedroom and found Veronique asleep on top of the bed covers. He undressed and lay down beside her but weariness overtook him and his head fell to the pillow and was soon fast asleep.
 
Clair had no sooner returned to the nursery than a rather weary looking Alexander left heading for the bedroom. She had noted in the past that most new fathers were not entirely aware of just how much work babies were, especially when those babies came in multiples.

A thready cry quickly turned into an all out cry and she found an unhappy Leander. The baby had just recently been fed so that must mean that he was wet. She went to check the baby and barely touched the nappy. As if by magic the thing parted and fell around the baby. The smell that greeted her nostrils was familiar and suddenly there was a font of piss that rose from the baby boy as he waved his little fists in the air crying.

About that time, Anna entered in the nursery.

“Pah! What a stench!” Anna helped as Clair clean up the mess that Leander had made. She quickly cleaned up the baby and put him in a new diaper while Clair cleaned up the crib. Carlton slept through the while thing. They checked his diaper and it was on fairly good.

“I can see that I need to teach the Master the best way to change nappies.” She gave a nod and went to work finishing the clean up.

*****

It was close to supper when Veronique woke up, her breast feeling heavy. As she climbed off the bed she noticed that Alexander snored on the other side of the bed.

She left him there and headed for the nursery, hearing Carlson’s cry of hunger. She could tell the differences in her son’s cries, and entering the nursery, she could see Carlton’s red scrunched up face.

“Did you get some rest?” Anna smiled at her as she brought the hungry babe over to Veronique as she unlaced her bodice to bare her breast. The baby latched onto it and greedily sucked.”

“A little bit. Carlton, you’re acting as if you had never been fed. I suspect that this child will eat us out of house and home when he is older.”

As she fed the boys, she told Anna, “I don’t think that I will need you tonight.” Anna grinned, understanding just what that meant.

“So, are you ready for the big day?”

“I am. And I swear that it is all Claude can do to not pounce on me and begin our sexual relationship.”

“It’s a male thing. If Alexander had had his way, he would have been climbing on top of me 15 minutes after Leander was born. Men seem to be sex crazy. And if and when you become pregnant, that will not stop him.”

By the time that both babies were fed, burped and diapered, it was time for dinner.

“Let me go wake Alexander for dinner. If we are not down there in 15 minutes, come and get us.”

Anna promised as Veronique headed back to the bedroom to wake her husband. Slipping in the bedroom, she found him snoring away in the bed.

“Alexander, dear, time for dinner.” She sat on the side of the bed and shook him awake.
 
Alexander felt the hand on his shoulder shaking him and through a sleepy fog he heard Veronique,

'Alexander, dear, time for dinner.'

He rolled onto his back and looked into Veronique's beautiful smiling face,

"You know very well the only thing that I am hungry for is you my love, can dinner not wait for an hour?"

He reached up and put his hand behind her head and pulled her down to him for a kiss and then pulled her onto the bed beside him and with no pretence at subterfuge his hand slid under her dress and between her legs to the fiery bush that adorned her mound. He drew deep breaths as he stroked the fine silky hairs,

"I DO understand my love but I cannot go much longer without proper relief, why can't we just tarry for a few minutes while I remind myself of the pleasure that lies here?

His hand slipped down further and his fore finger followed the furrow between her treasure's lips. He was well aware that Veronique would not deny him unless it was necessary so he just took comfort in feeling her body respond to him and they cuddled and kissed for a few minutes until they heard Anna knock on the door.
 
Alexander so wanted her, and she certainly wanted him. However, she still had some time before she and he could have normal marital relations. It did not surprise her that a quick kiss with him could turn into a cuddle on the bed.

Soon his fingers were running along her wet slit, finding that special little nub that he rubbed and quickly had her groaning and wanting more. Meanwhile, Alexander’s manhood was making its own attempt to rise to the occasion and Veronique was quite thankful when they heard Anna knocking at the bedroom door reminding them that Cook was waiting supper for them. It took all his willpower to withdraw his fingers and help her up.

It was a quiet meal. Alexander was so full of sexual frustration that he hardly had room for his meal. He kept looking over at her as if she were a bottle of alcohol and he was a drunk. It had taken Anna repeatedly knocking on the bedroom door and starting to enter the bedroom for him to finally stop and let her up. As he helped her up, he seemed to be well aware that she had arranged for Anna to interrupt them and he had looked at her somewhat put out.

As the meal progressed he had continually cast his eyes her way and had she been a virgin, she would have been scared. It was obvious that she would have to let the man fuck her arse tonight. She would send him ahead to the bedroom while she fed the boys. Somehow she knew that he would still be up when she made it to bed after nursing the twins.

And she knew that once the doctor had okayed it, Alexander would have her on her back all night as he would plow away into her sex. And to tell the truth, she would be looking forward to that night too.
 
At supper Alexander's frustration was evident as he kept looking at Veronique sitting opposite him, watching the swell of her breasts rise and fall as she breathed and her sweet red lips nibbling and chewing each forkful of food, if only his cock was in her mouth instead of that forkful of food.

It was a relief when supper was finished and Veronique asked him to wait for her in their bedroom while she fed the twins. He was full of hope as he undressed in the bedroom and waited for Veronique to come to him, his cock and his balls ached with desire as he sat in bed looking at the door for Veronique to appear.

When Veronique did eventually arrive his heart beat faster and his manhood swelled with need and he made sure that Veronique saw his need, he threw the bed covers back and lay naked waiting for her to join him. It seemed to take an age before she was finally undressed and lay down beside him. He took her in his arms and kissed her gently and whispered in her ear,

"Are you going to take pity on a poor frustrated husband and provide some relief beyond the use of your hand and so sweet succulent mouth?"

He managed to turn her on her side facing away from him and spooned against her plump pale cheeks, his cock hard and erect eager to split her cheeks and enter her back door,

"I DO know that this is not your favourite way my love, but my need is dire, if you refuse me then I may need to find a woman who is not indisposed as you are."

He did not mean one word of it but he hoped it would serve to emphasise just how desperate he was.
 
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Alexander’s straining manhood greeted her as it rose above the covers. And the grin on her husband’s face looked as if he were about to lose all control as he watched her undress. She knew that at the moment her figure was not as trim as it once was. Her breast were quite a bit heavier than they once were and her nipples were larger and more prominent because of the babies sucking and drinking milk from them. And her waist and hips would never be what they once were. There was a more rounded and fertile look to her figure.

However, Alexander seemed to love her just the same as she climbed into bed with him, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to him.

Are you going to take pity on a poor frustrated husband and provide some relief beyond the use of your hand and so sweet succulent mouth?

She smiled and kissed him back. She could understand his frustration, but she was determined to wait until Doctor Fredrick okayed it.

With a single-mindedness that she knew so well, he turned her so that her her backside nestled against his front. His cock was hard and snug up against her ass cheeks.

I DO know that this is not your favourite way my love, but my need is dire, if you refuse me then I may need to find a woman who is not indisposed as you are.

She felt his finger reaching for her cleft, his need apparently great. But she had a little message of her own.

“Oh, I realize that you would not really go and lay with another woman, nor would you have sex with her but you would remain faithful to me. Just like I am sure that you would not expect me to really cut off your member should you do such a thing. Right?”

She smiled as his fingers hesitated.

“Please be gentle, love.”
 
Alexander hesitated when Veronique suggested that she would consider cutting off his pride and joy if he strayed but he then saw the smile on her face and he breathed a sigh of relief, realising that she was teasing.

Be gentle with me.' she smiled her consent and he said softly into the nape of her neck,

"Always my love."

He pushed his hips forward and her cleft parted and he was at the puckered entrance. Slowly and carefully he used his precum to lubricate her private back entrance. When he was satisfied that he would not hurt her he slowly pushed the head into her and let it rest in the warmth of her, he sighed as Veronique gently pushed back and he slid easily all the way in. With his arms around her luscious body he captured her breasts in his large hands, pulling her closer to him, he kissed the back of her neck and one hand drifted to her hairy, fiery heart and lightly stroked the core of her pleasure.

He managed to control the lust and frustration that he felt and made love to Veronique in the way that he knew she would appreciate, eventually he felt Veronique shudder and her juices flowed over his fingers and his seed spilled inside her and they lay quietly together enjoying their togetherness. They had no need to speak and just drifted off to sleep.
 
As always, Alexander was gentle with her, knowing that she really did not enjoy sex like this as much as he did. But he was careful and made sure that there was plenty of lubrication as well. Anal sex made her feel as if she needed to relieve herself and she always had to concentrate to avoid trying to do so.

It did help quite a bit that he used his fingers on her sex, finding her button and giving it the attention that it needed. His hand had pet her fiery red bush that had been trimmed by Anna into the shape of one large heart with two smaller hearts peeking from behind the large one. Three hearts hiding her sex, yet Alexander’s fingers knew her well and with practiced ease rubbed circles around her little nub, coaxing it from beneath its hood.

Meanwhile he slowly pressed into her anus, pausing occasionally to allow her body to adjust to the intrusion. She could tell that though he was resisting the urge to enjoy her anus, Alexander was gentle and careful and eager to fill her bowels with his seed.

His other hand found her breast and carefully squeezed them, pulling playfully on her nipples. The boys were not drinking as much as they had when first born. Therefore, the milk in her nipples was starting to dry up so as he tugged on them, it was very little milk that escaped. It was actually nice to have them thought of and used as a sexual object instead of a meal.

After a bit, Alexander’s fingers accomplished their goal, and she could not hold back the shudder as she came and flooded his hand with her cream. Not long after, she felt him thrust deep into her and his warmth full her bowels.

This was mutual love - a love where no words were necessary. He held her tight in his arms with her bare back pressed against his bare front. The warmth of his body was welcoming and comforting, his manhood still pressed deep within her bowels. Nuzzling her neck, he left little kisses on her soft skin. His way of thanking her. She smiled and eventually fell asleep in his arms.

Sometime during the night his manhood came out of her anus and when she awoke the next morning, Alexander had a smile on his face and his member was pointing to the ceiling. She slipped out of bed and headed for the nursery.

The boys were growing fast, already taking soft foods and needing to nurse only in the morning and last thing at night before bedtime. And their personalities were showing too. Carlton was more of the leader, laughing and giggling easily. More likely to pass gas, and giggled when he did so. Leander was quieter and would smile shyly at everyone yet the baby had already mastered rolling over and sitting up. She suspected that he would probably grow up to be a ladies man.

Already she could hear Carlton giggling and she entered the nursery the stinker had rolled over and was trying to sit up but kept falling over.

“Why, look at you! You little stinker. Such a smart baby!”

“He’ll be walking in no time.” Claire smiled and nodded. “And then, look out!”

Veronique agreed with the nanny as she picked the baby up and offered him a breast. In no time he was hungrily sucking away.
 
The previous night's activities with his wife was satisfying and relieved his desires quite a bit but he yearned for the time to come when there were no restrictions, he was certain that Veronique felt the same. In the morning he woke with his manhood standing tall and proud, before she became out of bounds to him he would expect her to kiss and suck on his pole but nowadays it seemed that did not appeal to her, he said nothing to her of his disappointment thinking that maybe she was holding back and keeping it as a surprise for him when they could make love in the way that they both wanted.

He had a busy day ahead of him, the preparations for Anna and Claude's wedding were yet to be completed and he wanted to supervise and make certain all the decorations were fixed securely so there could be no chance of them falling down. Unfortunately he did not possess the skills necessary so he had employed several men to put up the bunting, the flowers had been ordered and would arrive the day before the wedding for the flower lady to arrange them. Instead of doing anything himself he had made a list of everything to be done and ticked off each job as it was completed.

Lunchtime approached so he made an excuse to go to the kitchen where cook had prepared enough bread, butter, pies and pickles and thick slices of ham to feed a small army. Cook was mixing the ingredients for the wedding cake, sultanas, cherries, orange strips and zest all mixed together and was severely told off by Cook when he dipped a finger into the mixture to taste it. Everyone had worked hard and put their backs into their tasks, Alexander rewarded the men with tankards of ale and the women with a lemon cordial. For the afternoon all that remained was to erect the large marquee and the tables and chairs to be put in place which was accomplished in around three hours.

As the last tent peg was hammered into the ground Alexander ticked the final item on his list and thanked everyone, then he went indoors in search of Veronique and the boys as he hadn't seen them all day. He found Veronique in the nursery with Carlton sat on her knee while Leander slept in his cradle.

"Hello my love and you too Carlton, I have missed you both all day so can I suggest that be a good boy Carlton while your mother and father renew their acquaintance."

He sat down in a large comfortable chair and looking hopefully at Veronique he patted his knee.
 
Who would have thought that two babies so small could cause such a ruckus in a household. It was also amazing how two such tiny things could steal her heart so easily.

She did have to admit that they were certainly not staying tiny. They seemed to grow out of their clothes faster than they wore them out, for she was already filling up a trunk with things that looked brand new yet no longer fit the twins.

Leander had caught up to his brother in size and they were hard to tell apart other than the birthmark upon Leander’s thigh. And the brothers were opposites in temperament.

Thank God for Clair! The woman was a miracle, keeping track of both babies with ease. She had even taught Alexander the proper way to change a nappy and he now could do the job like an old pro.

Meanwhile, Anna seemed to be in a tizzy and Veronique suspected that it was the upcoming nuptials. The poor woman would frequently enter a room, pause and try to remember what she had come in for, and then burst into tears.

Plus, she was having such a difficult time training poor Jane Weatherly. The girl was a bit disorganized, forgetful, and scattered, and had a silly giggle that at times was endearing, and often irritating. She had big blue eyes and long blonde hair and all the male servants, and probably half the men in the surrounding countryside were in lust of the girl, and Veronique feared that the girl would be one of those that would soon find herself pregnant and unsure of exactly how it happened.

“Jane, did you check to make sure that Her Ladyship’s wrappers were clean?”

“Her wrappers? What are those?”

“Jane, you will have to get this straight. In 2 days time I will get married and I will be gone for a week. Please, you have to get this right.” Whereupon, Jane gave a little giggle.

“Oh! Of course I knew that you were getting married.”

Anne rolled her eyes and thought to herself, Lord, help us all.

*****

All afternoon she had been busy with Clair going over changes in the twin’s care. Leander was already trying to pull himself up to see if he could see more of the world. As for Carlton, he kept trying to roll over and sit up but instead would fall back. His chubby little fists would wave in the air in frustration until finally he let lose a wail. Clair shook her head and grinned as she turned and left to give the mother some special time with her children.

“Carlton, honey. You’ll catch on. Just keep trying.”

She picked up the baby and sat down in the rocker, singing a funny little song to the baby. Soon his cries had turned to smiles and he was much happier.

The door opened and in strode Alexander, looking pleased with himself.

“Why lookie, Carlton. It’s Father.” Carlton cooed and waved his little fists up and down. She glanced over at Leander and found that the baby had fallen asleep in his crib. Alexander bent over and kissed her and gave Carlton a kiss too.

Hello my love and you too Carlton, I have missed you both all day so can I suggest that be a good boy Carlton while your mother and father renew their acquaintance.

Sitting in the big, overstuffed chair on the other side of the nursery, Alexander pet his knee suggestively as he grinned.

“Carlton, I do believe that your father is giving me the eye.” She kissed the baby’s fat cheek and stood, tucking him into his crib before crossing over to where Alexander sat in the chair. She decided to tease him, acting the poor country maid.

“Ow, Sor, Oi ain’t never been a bad gurl. Yew mussn’t never tempt me! Oi’m a gud gurl!” He reached out to grab her and she danced just out of his reach.

“Now just what you want with this old married woman, my love. After all, it’s not like we can do anything yet.”

This time, she wasn’t quite quick enough and he managed to snag her and pulled her down on his knee.

“Behave. Remember that Clair will be returning.”
 
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Veronique placed Carlton in his cot at Alexander's suggestion while he made himself comfortable in the big stuffed chair, he sat sprawled in it his legs outstretched, feet apart with a twinkle in his eye, he patted his knee suggestively but too his chagrin Veronique teased him, putting on the sound of a country maid pleading her innocence,

'Ow, Sor, Oi ain’t never been a bad gurl. Yew mussn’t never tempt me! Oi’m a gud gurl!'

She was standing close to him but danced just of reach as he made to grab her,

Veronique batted her eyelashes and asked coquettishly,

Now just what you want with this old married woman, my love. After all, it’s not like we can do anything yet.'

She moved too close to him an he struck like a snake seizing her around the waist and pulling her onto his knee and the bulge that was almost bursting his breeches.

Although not protesting too much she reminded him,

'Behave. Remember that Clair will be returning.'

"If she does happen to return unexpectedly then you will ask her to close her eyes and leave." Alexander chuckled as he fumbled with the buttons at the front of her dress and slipped his hand inside to grasp the two soft cones of womanly flesh that he so loved. His other hand hitched the hem of her dress up to her knees and slipped underneath to walk his fingers up her thigh and found her swollen pleasure button.

"Are you sure the doctor said that it is not time yet my love? My manhood feels that it is being punished for some wrongdoing. I know that you are as eager as I to get back to normal."

Alexander nuzzled the back of Veronique's alabaster swanlike neck and rolled a hard rubbery nipple between his fingers and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"If my memory serves me correct is not the good doctor due to examine you the day after the wedding? 'tis a longish journey for him and I am sure he has other patients to see so perhaps we could persuade him to examine you the day of the wedding as he will be here anyway."

They could hear Clair approaching humming to herself so he removed his hands from inside her dress and under her dress and sat with Veronique perched innocently on his knee.

Clair looked at them both and said with some insight as to their predicament,

"It must be difficult for you both especially hard for you Sir." She smiled knowingly as she stressed the word 'hard'.
 
Quick-witted Alexander had an answer to his wife’s warning that Clair would soon return. His fingers were even quicker as they busily undid her bodice to let her breast tumble forth into his eager hand while his other hand delved under her dress skirt to discover her nub already swollen with desire. The way that the man worked, it was as if he had three or four extra hands.

Are you sure the doctor said that it is not time yet my love? My manhood feels that it is being punished for some wrongdoing. I know that you are as eager as I to get back to normal.

“It was you that gave me twins. They must run somewhere in your family for father checked and there are none in my family. So it is your fault if our play has been delayed.”

His fingers eagerly played with all her “lady bits” (a term that a great aunt of hers had usually used, and Veronique had always thought that it sounded rather silly) while his lips had kissed and nibbled her neck.

If my memory serves me correct is not the good doctor due to examine you the day after the wedding? 'tis a longish journey for him and I am sure he has other patients to see so perhaps we could persuade him to examine you the day of the wedding as he will be here anyway.

“You just have no patience for waiting. I know you all too well, my love. Very well, I shall send word to him and maybe he will push it ahead one day.”

The grin on his face told her that he had accomplished what he had hoped for. They were interrupted by the sound of Clair heading back to the nursery, so Alexander regretfully withdrew his hands and quickly smoothed down her skirt while she hurriedly fastened her bodice
Though she did stay in Alexander’s lap, mainly to hide his rather large bulge from the woman while trying to appear nonchalant. Apparently, Clair’s eyes saw quite well - saw quite a bit more than they had thought that she had.

It must be difficult for you both especially hard for you Sir.

Alexander grinned rather cheekily while Veronique’s cheeks blushed at the implications.

Dinner that night consisted of Alexander eyeing her rather hungrily while the space between Veronique’s legs grew wetter and wetter as the meal progressed. She had to admit that she too missed their loving trysts but she was also determined to play it safe.

Still, when she left the table to go feed the boys, she suspected that her dear husband would hurriedly head upstairs to await her arrival and that he too would be anxious for the day of Anna and Claude’s wedding.
 
After their play before dinner Alexander was fired up and looking forward to the night ahead even though it would not lead to what he most desired, Veronique weakening in her resolve to wait until given the all clear by Doctor Fredrick. Her flushed cheeks spoke volumes to him she was teetering on the edge of giving way. All through dinner he looked hungrily at the quivering of the upper part of her bosom and she sat giving the occasional squirm in her seat as though uncomfortable, Alexander smiled to himself, he was sure that Veronique apart from himself was feeling the strain of the enforced abstinence.

With dinner over Veronique excused herself to go and feed Carlton and Leander, it was strange that Alexander always felt a pang of envy that his two sons were suckling on their mother's breasts while he was not. As she left the dining room Alexander called out to her,

"When you have finished being mother to our children perhaps you could come to our room where you can be a wife to me, I have something very precious to us both that I want you to see."

In their bedchamber he hurriedly undressed and snuggled beneath a sheet, his cock was hard and straining and tenting the sheet, Alexander lay back, his head on the pillow waiting for Veronique to come and play.
 
When you have finished being mother to our children perhaps you could come to our room where you can be a wife to me, I have something very precious to us both that I want you to see.

Smiling she shook her head as she headed upstairs to feed the babies for the night

It really did not take long for the boys were both sound asleep when she arrived in the nursery and Clair gave her a knowing smile.

“They both eagerly took their bottle. I know that some women prefer to breastfeed their babies until the children are almost a year old, but you and your husband do not strike me as the type to mollycoddle their children. The two of you are too much in love and I suspect that I will soon have new charges.” She placed a finger to the side of her nose, letting Veronique know that she had noticed how Alexander’s hands eagerly roamed his wife’s shapely body.

Veronique blushed before clearing her throat. “Thank you, Clair. I suspect that we were blessed the day that you joined our household. Did you ever want your own children?”

“Goodness no. I feel that my profession is one that few are ever called to. All my love goes only to your children and I consider myself blessed. At the end of my life, I will have more children than you will ever have born. None of them may favor me in face, yet they will all carry a part of my heart with them. And hopefully they will each carry fond memories of their Nanny Clair.”

The woman stood proudly before Veronique, her face plain yet gentle and kind. Her plump figure had a beauty that comes from a woman sure of herself.

Veronique hugged the woman and left to head down the hall to where Alexander eagerly awaited her. When she got there, she could see that Alexander was already in bed, with his cock straining to burst through the sheets.

As she undressed, she spoke warningly.

“Now love, I know that you are anxious to once again have your ‘wife’ but until Doctor Fredrick says yes, then it is no. Just think how much more special it will be when we can.”

Once nude, she started to climb in bed but he growled and grabbed her, pulling her into bed with him.

“Alexander...”
 
Veronique joined Alexander in the bedchamber much sooner than he had expected and was grateful for that, he suspected that Clair had something to do with that by bottle feeding the twins which meant that Veronique's breasts would be full to overflowing and he could feast on her exquisite brown nipples that so excited him.

He watched with growing passion as Veronique undressed, she teased him mercilessly as she divested herself of her clothes, hiding herself from his view then allowing him a glimpse of her pale shape, finally she stood naked before him and allowed his eyes to roam over her, her fiery red trimmed bush like a beacon to him. He was so thankful that she had more or less regained her trim shapely figure although her breasts were still on the large side but he had no complaints about that. Veronique warned him before she started to climb into bed,

'Now love, I know that you are anxious to once again have your ‘wife’ but until Doctor Fredrick says yes, then it is no. Just think how much more special it will be when we can.'

She had barely put her knee on the bed when Alexander grabbed her and pulled her to lay on him and his mouth sought a hard pointed nipple as he growled deep in his throat, as he was suckling her teats, alternating from one to the other, he mumbled,

"Doctors, PAH!, What do they know? Very little methinks about the torture I am going through but it seems you are set on following his instructions so I will behave, not entirely though, I need relief and you can provide it if you have a mind to."

He pushed the bedcovers away to reveal his manhood standing upright, proud and erect he flexed his muscles to make his manhood bow to her and he pointed to it and laughed salaciously,

"There he is my dear, ready to delight in your ministrations, what's it to be? Your delicate fingers or your sweet lips? "

He then lay back with his eyes closed waiting for Veronique.
 
There he is my dear, ready to delight in your ministrations, what's it to be? Your delicate fingers or your sweet lips?

Whereupon, he lay back and closed his eyes as he awaited her attendance upon his member as if he were some big potentate and she his lowly slave girl. She was tempted to roll over and let him take care of himself, but she was afraid that he would mistaken it as an invitation for him to use her anus instead.

The thing was eager, bobbing and dancing before her eyes and she raised an eyebrow and looked at him. His eyes appeared closed but she would not put the man above peeking to see if his actions were charming his wife.

Fingers or mouth? Fingers it was. So she offered relief to her husband and looked forward to the day of the wedding where hopefully the doctor would pronounce her able to perform her wifely duties.

*****

The day of the wedding dawned bright and lovely. Anna was a bundle of nerves and had hardly slept all night. The night before, she had left Jane to prepare the master bedroom for the Master and Mistress for their bedtime. She turned down the sheets but forgot to lay out Her Ladyship’s wrapper and slippers.

“Silly me,” Jane giggled and looked around trying to find just where that wrapper might be. Anna felt defeated and went off in search of Her Ladyship.

“Now, Anna, do not worry. Just enjoy your wedding and your new life together as husband and wife with Claude. As to what Jane can or cannot do, we will not worry about it. Just get some rest for I suspect that Claude will be keeping you busy for the next 7 days.”

Alexander was out bright and early that morning, wanting to make sure that everything was all prepared and in place. Veronique had slipped on her wrapper and had already slipped out to check on the boys. Clair was busy bottle feeding Carlton and Veronique picked up a bottle and Leander and sat down to feed him. The baby started to reach for her breast but he easily took the bottle that she offered him instead.

Her and Clair had a nice talk while feeding the boys. After burping him, Leander looked up at her and giggled and cooed while she sang to him. Then Anna stuck her head into the nursery looking for Jane. About 5 minutes after Anna left, Jane popped in looking for Anna. After Jane left, Clair looked at Veronique and gave a knowing smile.

“There’s one that needs her own keeper. The poor thing asked me the other day why the boys looked so much alike. I told her that they were twins, and she said I know but they look exactly alike and then laughed that silly little laugh of hers. She is like a goose in a new world.”

Veronique laughed and shook her head before heading back to her room. As she was pulling things together, Jane knocked and announced that a Doctor Fredrick wanted to see her. She had the girl show him in.

“Well, I understand that Alexander is a bit impatient?” He looked questioningly at her.

“I think that we both are, if the truth were known, Doctor.”

He nodded and, while Jane stood discretely at a distance, checked her out. Finally, giving a nod, he told her, “As long as there is no pain or discomfort for you, then you may resume ‘things’.” He was purposefully nebulous as poor Jane was a naive young thing and he didn’t know exactly how much of life the girl knew.

“Thank you, Doctor.”

“I will let you break the news to your husband.”

“If I know Alexander, he will have already sniffed out the answer and is already planning tonight. Are you going to check out the boys?”

“Of course. I’m very proud of those boys. My first twins.”

“Jane, I will need you in about 30 minutes to help me get dressed. Meanwhile, go check and see if Anna needs any assistance.”

“Yes, ma’am, I mean Your Ladyship.” She gave a hurried curtsy and ran from the room. Veronique shook her head before leading the Doctor down to the nursery.
 
Up and about bright and early Alexander wanted to ensure that everything was in order before the ceremony, normally Claude would have been given that task but Alexander thought the man would need to be calm and know exactly what he was doing rather than worrying about trifling things that might not be right or could go wrong. He went to speak to Claude after he had done the rounds and reassured him that he wouldn't regret it as Anna was a fine woman and he was lucky to have found her. As he was talking to Claude he saw Doctor Fredrick arrive and hurried to catch up with him and ask him to examine Veronique today, purely to save him the bother of making the journey again tomorrow. As he got near Doctor Fredrick asked Jane if he might speak with Lady Vernay and the opportunity was gone; although Jane was a silly girl she knew the importance of announcing visitors so she led the way while Alexander followed at a distance. Alexander couldn't help himself as he listened at the door to what was being said inside the bedchamber.

'As long as there is no pain or discomfort for you, then you may resume ‘things.'

Those few words from Doctor Fredrick were music to Alexander's ears and a broad smile creased his face, Anna would not be the only one riding a cock horse tonight. His mind was working overtime as to how he could make tonight special for them both but first he would need Veronique to give him the news \, he couldn't tell her that he had been eavesdropping at the door in his own home, that would never do. He would play it casual and let Veronique tell him in her own time, if he knew her at all he knew she would not be able to keep it to herself for very long.

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Alexander was beginning to worry, the time set for the wedding was fast approaching and as yet Veronique had said nothing about her news; could he have misheard and be mistaken about what Doctor Fredrick said? He had dropped several hints such as 'I saw Doctor Fredrick arrived early this morning., he couldn't ask the Doctor himself as Alexander knew full well doctors did not discuss their patients with anyone other than the patient. However, for all his impatience he could be stubborn himself and he was determined that Veronique should tell him herself even if it meant another dry night.
 
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