David was lying in bed watching Carol sleeping after their earlier love making session. They had been married for six months and no longer lived in Walford but in Ilford. They knew that if they were going to have a successful marriage they would have to get away from the place which held so many memories of their past and it wasn't just their relationship but David's family history. The Beales for instance were a reason that David wanted to escape. Pete Beale was his father, a sixteen year old with high expectations who had given up all his hopes and dreams in order to marry Pat Harris. However Petes paternal skills were limited and eventually he left Pat due to her infidelity and set up a home with Kathy Hills. He became a better father to Ian and David never seen him again. For many years David had resented Pete for never been there for him or Simon though he know knew that Simon wasn't his son. However as time went by David realised that Pete had tried his best but simply hadn't been up to the task of being a father at such a young age though there was still resentment. It wasn't until David for acquainted with Pete's eldest brother Harry that David finally discovered several truths about his father. He still had Pete's last letter which always made him cry whenever he read it and he now had a photo of him on the mantelpeice. It had been six months since he last heard from Harry and he feared that Harry had passed away as he knew that Harry was living on borrowed time due to his alcoholism. David lay back against the pillows and cuddled up to Carol, happy that after over thirty years she was finally his wife.
"Fancy going to Brighton, Carol?", David asked over breakfast As Carol sat next to him caressing his hand. "Yeah, if you want but what for?", David shrugged,"I fancied treating you that's all." Carol kissed him then and sat on his knee. She was finally cancer free and she was finally Mrs Wicks. 2015 had started really well and now they had a nice house in Ilford away from the Trials and tribulations of Walford. She wrapped her legs around his waist and stroked his back, "Fancy a quickie?", She whispered into his ear and David gave her a suggestive smile. He watched as Carol took of her top and bra, displaying her full breasts to him, he leaned forward and sucked on her nipples, Carol let out a moan and felt her knickers go damp. She took of David's shirt and undid his belt watching his trousers fall on the floor. His erection was visible through his boxers and Carol quickly pulled them off too. David began kissing her neck as he pulled her skirt and knickers down in due succession, she ached for him. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him, he pushed against the kitchen wall and began moving rhythmically. Carol moaned as her head lightly banged against the wall, she clawed his back as he moved more faster and harder. She grabbed his hair and lightly pulled it as her moans got louder and louder. "Oh God, David!" She yelled as she came feeling David empty his load into her womanhood which was leaking with her juices. David took several deep breaths and gently carried her to the table Where her clothes were lying. They got dressed and then David said, "Lets go to Brighton then"
Five hours later, Carol was lying in her bikini on Brighton beach while David admired her still slender body. He grabbed some sand and sprinkled it on her stomach. Carol let out a laugh and pulled David on top of her before they began kissing frantically. A passerby remarked, "God, it's like that scene from Here to Eternity." And David couldn't help but laugh as he pulled Carol onto her feet."Let's continue this back at the hotel." He whispered in her ear and they held hands and made their way to the hotel they had rented for the day.
Then a voice called out, "David!" David turned around and was amazed to see who it was.
Uncle Harry Beale.