The door opened and in front of the bright background stood Chloes mum.
‘Hello dear.’
‘Hello mum.’ Chloe leaned forward and gave her mum a kiss on the cheek and then returned to her original position. ‘Mum this is Mark.’
‘Hello Mark, I’m Helen. I hope you are hungry.’
Mark smiled. ‘Well I have to admit Helen I was not hungry until I smelt that delicious aroma coming from your house. Oh we brought wine.’
‘That’s nice of you dear, come through before you both freeze to death.’
Helen led the way into the living room. Chloes father was sitting in his chair by the fire place, he was reading a copy of the evening paper.
‘Derek, put that thing down. Honestly you can pick your horses in the morning.’
Derek looked up from his paper, he removed his glasses and with a sigh folded the paper and put it on the arm of the chair.
‘Derek this is Mark.’
Derek rose from his chair and extended his hand.
‘Nice to meet you son.’
‘Same here Derek.’
‘Well then are we all going to have a drink? I’ve got tea and coffee or beer or wine or there are a few bottles of spirits on the side board.’
‘I’ll have a glass of that wine please mum.’
‘And you Mark?’
‘I’ll take a beer please Helen.’
‘Derek, what are you having?’
‘I’ll have a drop of whiskey thanks dear.’
Helen left the room to get some glasses. Mark and Chloe sat down on the sofa and Derek took up his position back in his chair.
‘So Mark, what do you do for a living?’
‘Well actually Derek I work in the same office as Chloe. I am a technical supervisor.’
‘You may as well be speaking Dutch to me son.’
‘Well it’s not as complicated as it sounds, I just oversee the technical side of the company.’
‘Here we go everybody, the dinner won’t be long now.’
Helen came into the living room from the kitchen and handed everybody their drinks, they all continued to talk about work and Christmas. Helen declared the meal ready a little while later and they all sat down to beef stew and dumplings. They were all getting on well and they laughed and joked with each other, much more wine and beer was drunk. Once the meal was finished Chloe and Helen cleared the table and went to the kitchen to load the dishes into the dish washer, Mark and Derek retired back to the living room. Chloe and Helen began to load the dishwasher.
‘I’ve got a trifle in the fridge for afters.’
‘Bloody hell mum I think it will take a week for that beef stew to settle.’
‘Well it’s there for later if anybody wants some.’
‘So what do you think of Mark then?’
‘He seems like a nice boy.’
‘He is wonderful mum, in fact I need to tell you something.’
‘He hasn’t proposed to you has he?’
‘Don’t be silly mum, no he has asked me to move in with him.’
‘Has he, what did you say?’
‘I said I would but not until next week. You don’t mind do you?’
‘Well Chloe you are old enough now to make your own choices, Mark seems a nice boy so I don’t see a problem.’
‘Thanks mum, I know I have to make my own choices but it’s nice to have your blessing. What do you think dad will say?’
‘He will probably be happy for you, it means he can get in the bathroom and use the phone.’
Chloe and Helen both laughed as they continued to clear away the dishes, once they were finished they rejoined the men in the living room. Chloe and Helen broke the news to Derek of Chloes impending move.
‘Well we cannot stop you moving out sweetheart, it is a bit quick but you two look to be in love so you have my blessing.’
Mark and Chloe smiled at each other, Mark had been expecting Chloes parents to be dead against her moving in with somebody she had only just met. They spent the rest of the evening much the same as they had spent the first part. At 2 in the morning they all decided to retire to bed, Mark went out to his car to get the overnight bag he had packed for himself and then went to Chloes room. Mark closed the door and Chloe gave him a kiss.
‘I told you it would be ok.’
Mark cuddled Chloe tight and then picked her up and put her on the bed.
‘Let’s get you ready for bed baby.’
Chloes mouth dropped. ‘What do you mean?’
Mark opened his bag and revealed that not only did he pack something for himself but he had also packed a little something for Chloe. Mark pulled out the folded nappy and also a dummy.
‘Mark I cant wear that here, there is no lock on the door, what if my mum finds out.’
‘She wont, come on baby I know you want it.’
Chloe smiled and let Mark take of her dress, she felt very naughty and the excitement had gotten her wet. Mark slid his hands down to Chloes knickers, he felt the front of them and could feel Chloes warmth, Chloe was now dripping. Mark casually removed Chloes knickers and then laid her down on the bed, he unfolded the nappy and placed it under Chloes bottom. Mark had forgotten the talc so he just fastened up the nappy, he placed the dummy into Chloes mouth and then went back to his bag, he slipped off his clothes and then put on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Chloe was lying in her bed wearing just her nappy she began to wonder what her mother would think if she knew. Mark had finished getting ready for bed and slid under the covers and gave Chloe a cuddle.
‘Goodnight baby.’
‘Goodnight daddy.’
Chloe fell asleep in Marks arms, she still couldn’t believe that she was lying in her bed wearing a nappy with her parents in the next room. Chloe felt the presence of Marks lips on her forehead just as she drifted to sleep.
Chloe woke up a few hours later, the urge to go to the toilet had woken her. Chloe didn’t think twice about it and wet her nappy before cuddling back up to Mark and going back to sleep.