[twowide]

Food was still rationed, Folk sharing when gathering for Family Events. So we'd brought Jelly and Cakes to help feed the Congregation when going to the home of my Parents Bridesmaid. Her Husband had been killed at Dunkirk, so she'd struggled to raise Pat, their only Daughter. After the meal, the Seniors departed to the Local for a quiet drink, leaving us to enjoy Party Games. I could see Pat was "up-tight", tears shed as we settled on the carpet by the fire. Apparently, she was taking the same Critical Exam I'd sat last year, but was unsure of the outcome.

I leant across, our fingers interlocking as I kissed her tears away. I rolled over, her hands flat on the rug by her ears, our lips meeting as I knelt astride. "Good-Luck-With-Your-Test" I gasped, jerking my now rock hard cock into her belly, "Hope-You-Come-Out-Well" I cried. Rising in the flickering firelight to unzip my flies, I could see that her Party Dress had risen over her flat chest. Nipples fully exposed, she was now totally naked save for her pure white ankle socs and navy, LTB knickers. A damp patch clearly visible, spreading rapidly between her thighs.

The door crashed open, her Mother standing there brandishing bottles of Cordial and packets of crisps!