They didn’t notice him initially when he reached the pool and sitting on one of the many chairs dotted around he had watched as Max had sat in his water ring smacking his hands against the water splashing Kelly who stood protectively over him and also himself. When the water had hit his face he would close his eyes a look of annoyance passing over him. So comical were his antics that Marc had laughed out loud, causing Kelly to jump around in surprise.
“I didn’t see you there” she had said trying hard to ignore the fluttering in her stomach.
“Sorry” he grinned pulling out his mobile phone and taking photos of the small child happily splashing in the water
“We were just coming out” she had said lifting Max
“He’s going all pruney”
Max had not liked being lifted from the cool water and had cried in frustration, his arms and legs kicking out.
Marc had lifted a towel and taking his son from Kelly, wrapped him inside the fluffy folds. He had then tickled the small boy until he was once more giggling happily, before glancing over at her.
Looking at her through appreciative eyes Marc was able to watch how the water droplets had slowly moved down her supple body. She had a wonderful figure from her round ripe breasts to her flat stomach with hips which flared out; every part of her was perfect. He watched as she had leant down to dry her long shapely legs causing her hair to fall across her face, like a golden shimmering shower.
“I found a petting farm nearby” he had finally said his voice a little more huskily than normal
“I thought that we could both head out there tomorrow, perhaps get Beth to make us a picnic or something.”
“That sounds wonderful” she responded with a smile
“I should however, tell you that Beth is determined to have a party at night”
Kelly grinned
“Beth said – she’s going to make him a cake”
Marc had raised an eyebrow in surprise at the casualness of her address. Beth Green was not someone who easily opened up to strangers.
“You two been getting friendly” he asked quizzically seeing as Kelly had smiled back, “She is a very nice lady” she had responded
With that they all made their way back into the house where Max was again played with before being fed, bathed and put to bed.
Marc and Kelly had once again spent a pleasant hour in the kitchen eating yet another delicious meal. During this they had talked about the following day. Marc had listened intently as Kelly relayed stories of previous visits to petting farms, watching as her lovely eyes had sparkled as she told them.
After the meal Marc had excused himself, saying that if he wanted to take a day off then he had better spend some time that night going through reports and organising work, and once more Kelly had joined him up the stairs intent on finishing her illustration for her publisher.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next morning when Max had awoken and dressed, they had all met in the kitchen. Beth had produced cards and presents from all of the other staff and they watched as he had opened the presents with much help from Kelly. As he sat surrounded with new cuddly toys and chunky cars Kelly had given him her gift, a large cuddly lion, which when squeezed made a friendly roaring noise. Max had giggled while manically squeezing the toy and passing it to everybody else to squeeze for him. Finally Marc had asked them all to come outside, where they had found a large soft play ground for toddlers. Contained within the brightly coloured border and mesh tent was an explorer’s dream, with soft shapes allowing the small boy to move over them in safety, while tunnels let him crawl through to the other side. Soft balls which when put into what resembled a tower would fly out making the child laugh with pleasure, his small hands moving with excitement as he had looked around at the crowd giggling. For a while they watched as he had sped around it clambering over and under to his little hearts content.
Finally they had all returned to the kitchen where they had enjoyed breakfast before heading off to the petting farm, Marc looking on in amazement as she had appeared at the car laden with buggy, changing bag and a variety of toys.
“How many days are we going for” he had asked in surprised amusement as she smiled back “There is no such thing as travelling light with a child - think yourself lucky – I’m only taking the essentials”.
Marc had laughed and then stowed everything in the boot with what looked like a very large hamper.
“Personally I think it is a woman thing, you and Beth both want to see me with a broken back”
Giggling Kelly had mimicked him waking with a stooped back
“Aw the icle bag is crushing me” she had mocked as Marc had laughed loudly at her antics, before pretending to chase her into the car, which had her leaping in with a small squeal of delight.