Whether by coincidence or because she had been watching out of the neighbour’s window, Samantha arrived home just as Amelia’s mum was parking her car in front of the house and the three of them walked up the path together, having exchanged greetings and hugs out on the street, to be met by Laura who had heard the car and gone to let them in. Apparently not in the slightest bit bothered by being naked in front of her friend and her mum, Samantha took off her coat, the fact that she was still wearing trainers serving only to emphasise her nakedness.

“Oh so that’s the famous stamp!” Amelia’s mum, who seemed to be a little older than Samantha’s parents, which was to be expected since Amelia had an adult sister with a baby of her own, chuckled as Samantha turned to hang her coat on its peg. “Nice to see it in person!”

“Cool, isn’t it?” Samantha grinned, wiggling her bare rump.

“Hello, Mr Martin.” Amelia smiled sweetly as she spotted Josh and Laura was highly amused to see that his cheeks went just as pink as the little girl’s, without the excuse of having just come in from the cold. She was dressed in tight blue jeans, snow-boots that had at least started off as white and a white body-warmer over a pale pink, long-sleeved top, her hair in a side-ponytail this time. There was no denying that she looked very pretty.

“Nice to see you again.” Josh smiled at her, unable to keep himself from remembering how she had looked naked and projecting that image onto her as she stood in front of him now with her hands in the pockets of her gilet.

“Honestly, get a room, you two!” Samantha giggled teasingly.

“Why don’t you take Amelia up to your room instead?” Laura suggested, trying to defuse the situation and worried how Amelia’s mum, who she had not met before, might react to the suggestion of flirtation between her husband and her young daughter, even if it could be excused simply as teasing banter. “You need to get dressed before you go shopping. Naturist day is Tuesday!” she teased, giving her own daughter a playful pat on her branded backside. Giggling, both girls scampered off up the stairs. “So, you had a favour to ask?” she smiled at Amelia’s mum. “Sorry,” she realised they had not been properly introduced and held out her hand to shake, “I’m Laura.”

“Penny.” the other mum smiled in a relaxed and friendly way, although there was something in her eyes that made Laura think that she was nervous about what she was about to ask.

“Josh.” Josh introduced himself too, also offering his hand. “I’m Sam’s dad.”

“Oh yes,” Penny chuckled, “don’t worry, I’ve heard all about you!”

“I see!” Josh could feel his cheeks burning a little and hoped his face was not as red as it felt. “Can I get you a coffee or…?”

“No, thank you.” she smiled. “I won’t keep you long. I just have a couple of little favours to ask.” Laura suggested the sit at the table and Penny, still wearing her coat, gratefully parked herself on one of the chairs while Laura and Josh sat next to each other, Laura’s hand on her husband’s thigh.

“Go ahead!” Laura urged once everyone had made themselves comfortable.

“Well the first is about Christmas,” she smiled almost apologetically, “and you must feel free to say no if this is not convenient for you or clashes with your plans. The last thing I want to do is impose!” Both Laura and Josh urged her to continue, promising to say if they could not help. “Well,” she continued, “and I don’t want to take away from your time with your daughter, but we were hoping, my husband and I, that is, to maybe head to my older daughter’s on Christmas Eve so I can help her with the cooking, what with the new baby and everything. So we were wondering…” She still seemed nervous to ask so, easily able to work out the nature of the favour, Laura decided to step in and rescue her.

“Of course Amelia can stay with us that night.” she smiled. “I’m sure Samantha will love having her around. We’re going to be spending most of the day at the hall getting everything set up so if you could either drop her here before ten or bring her to us there, it would be perfect.”

“Oh, are you sure?” Penny gushed, looking incredibly grateful. “It will make things so much easier for us and will definitely keep her more entertained than watching me stress about the packing! So, if we drop her here at half past nine, would that be okay?”

“Perfect!” Laura smiled reassuringly. “Now, you mentioned another favour?”

“Ah yes.” Penny looked even more sheepish, if such a thing were possible. “This one’s a little more delicate…”

“Go on.” Laura urged. “I’m sure, whatever it is, we’ll be able to help in some way!”

“Well…” Penny hesitated for a moment then decided she might as well come out with it. “You remember when you took her to the butcher with you,” she turned to Josh, “and she asked to be inspected too because she was wondering about roasting for her niece’s Christening?”

“Yes…” Now it was Josh’s turn to look sheepish. “I hope that was okay? It was all done a bit in the heat of the moment, you know? And I figured since the butcher was a professional… I can delete the video if you want? I wasn’t going to film at all but she insisted and I just thought…”

“Oh no! Not at all!” Penny waved her hands frantically to reassure him. “Please keep that video and enjoy it!” Laura could not help but turn to her husband with a raised eyebrow at the idea of him enjoying the video of young Amelia’s inspection, patting his leg under the table to assure him that she was teasing. “In fact, well, that’s sort of what I wanted to ask you.” She took a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing. “So anyway, after she came home that day and she showed me the video, we did talk about it a bit, as well as what Samantha was doing at Christmas, and we told her that it was entirely up to her but if it was something she wanted to do, we would support her. So she slept on it,” she continued, “and we talked about it a bit more then she didn’t say anything about it for a couple of days and I started to think she’d gone off the idea but then yesterday at breakfast she announced that she’d made up her mind. Apparently she’d already contacted Megan, that’s her sister,” she explained, “and asked if she would accept the gift. Of course she said yes, so at that point, it rather felt like a done deal.”

“So how can we help?” Laura leaned forward a little. “Because if you want us to try to talk her out of it, I don’t think in all good conscience we…”

“Oh no!” Penny exclaimed again. “I don’t think that would go down well at all! You know how these girls are once they’ve made up their mind about being cooked!” Josh and Laura chuckled, knowing the feeling only too well. “The thing is,” Penny continued, apparently starting to feel a little more confident, or at least relaxed about explaining her situation to this nice younger couple, “she has her heart set on being roasted on the spit and, well, she’s so petite! I really worry about that thick pole being the first thing she has, you know,” it was her turn to blush a little, “inside her! I’ve been reading up on it and it really is recommended to prepare girls for it, especially young ones like her, by making love to them a few times first, stretch them out just a little and get them used to the feeling so it is not so traumatic when their big day comes.” Laura squeezed Josh’s leg under the table. “So her dad and I talked about it and he said while he totally agrees and he thinks it’s a good idea, he wouldn’t feel comfortable being the one to actually, you know!” Laura nodded and moved her hand further in, feeling the unmistakable bulge that was developing in the front of her husband’s trousers.

“There’s my son-in-law of course, and he’s a sweet boy but Megan is already feeling a little insecure about her body after having the baby and I don’t think getting him to hook up with her little sister would do a lot to help that at the moment, and I certainly don’t want some careless, silly teenager to do it and, well,” she looked directly at Josh with a surprisingly sweet smile, “she really likes you and she heard what your Samantha told the butcher so we were wondering if…” Josh searched for the right words to answer, not wanting to appear too keen and risk upsetting his wife but not wanting to decline either.

“Does she know about this?” he asked eventually and Laura patted his leg as if to tell him this was the right question.

“Yes,” Penny nodded, “we talked about it this morning and again on the way over but she wanted me to ask you.” Josh gave a silent nod.

“He’ll be happy to help!” Laura answered for him with a cheerful smile, stroking the now even larger bulge once more. “We’re trying to keep things as normal as possible for Sammie with school and everything but Friday and Saturday nights have rather become family fun nights for us so if Amelia would like to stay over tonight, she’d be welcome to join in. Don’t worry,” she smiled first at her husband then at their guest, “Sammie and I will give them a little privacy for the first time so that it’s nice and romantic!” Penny seemed pleased by this. “If it’s easier, Amelia can stay Sunday night too and we can take her to school with Sammie in the morning?” she offered, “Although we do insist that Sammie sleep in her own bed at normal times on a school night so Amelia would be in with her, like a sleepover!”

“Oh that’s very kind of you,” Penny beamed, “and yes, that’s perfectly okay! I do commend you for trying to keep some sort of routine in place!”

“Well it’s only until the end of term.” Laura smiled. “Not too far away really. Are you sure you wouldn’t like a drink or something? You’d be welcome to stay for lunch if you wanted to?”

“Oh no.” Penny smiled again. “I won’t intrude any further. But I will just go and fetch Amelia’s over-night bag from the car. I thought it might be a little presumptuous to bring it in before we’d talked.”

“Okay, no problem!” Laura chuckled. “You’ll forgive Josh if he doesn’t stand up just now!” she teased he husband. “But I should go and see if the girls are…” As if on cue, Samantha and Amelia raced thundered down the stairs and raced into the room. Even without the clue of the not-enough stairs they had just been heard to descend, it was fairly obvious that they had been sitting on the stairs, listening in to the conversation. Samantha, who was now dressed in thick black tights under a denim skirt and a long-sleeved purple top with black stripes down the arms and a cartoon skull on the front hopped onto Josh’s lap.

“Ah, sweet Daddy!” she tapped him on the nose like her mum often did. “Putting himself out like that to help a friend!” She wiggled around in his lap before adding, rather pointedly, “Hope it won’t be too hard for you, Daddy?”

“You heard then?” Laura chuckled.

“Amelia told me what she was going to ask,” Samantha informed her, a little unconvincingly, “and somehow I couldn’t see Daddy saying no!” Feeling happy but a little shy, Amelia went to the front door to wait for her mum and by the time she returned with her bag, having kissed her mum goodbye for the weekend and promising to be good, it had been decided that Josh and the girls would head into town right away and that he would buy them lunch out.


To be continued...