'Pixie' (Part Four)
Categories: Consensual sex, sex toys, group sex, all sex, love.
Jamie and Ania return to England from a two week holiday with Ania's family and take a week of relaxing at Jamie's parent's home, before they both start work experience at different local companies for five weeks, Jamie in an engineering company and Ania in an artistic design office. At the end of this period they will return to college for the start of the final year of their courses.
Chapter 34.
After booking in our luggage we passed through to departures and headed for the shops. We bought water for the flight, tried the free sample perfume and aftershave in the duty-free shop at the airport and bought two hundred cigarettes each.
Ani would sell them to Karen and Linda who were both smokers when she saw them at college on Monday, (she would charge them half the difference between the cost in Poland and retail in the UK so both would benefit from it).
The three-hour flight was uneventful, we collected our cases and cleared customs, found the car and drove to Bath. Ania called Rosie on the way to tell her that we were back in the UK and would pick her up on our way back to college, to save her the train fare.
My parents were glad to see us, Mum made tea while we unpacked in my room and had a quick shower. We sat on the patio, enjoying the mid-afternoon sun, which was only twenty-three degrees, a lot less than Poland's thirty-three and occasionally more.
"That's a nice suntan you have Ania, I thought that you were too pale before" Mum said.
"My sisters say I look ill, need vitamin D from sun so I try, I not as dark as them" she replied.
"You look beautiful Ania" Dad added and I agreed, the tan suited her and she hadn't worn the semi-goth look for a year and no make up for the last two weeks, she looked fit and healthy and I told her so.
"Maybe I not wear make-up when I go back to college, see what others say."
We talked about some of the things we had done with her family (but not all, of course), we also mentioned the autistic apprentice Bruno and what Katarina was going to try with him.
"That should help him" my mother mused, "As long as she doesn't push too hard and keeps it logical, these people like things to be regimented and all in order like OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) but without the repetition.
"I looked it up online and explained it all to her, Mum, she's going to keep me informed of her progress with him. It does help that he really likes her, and it will give her something to occupy her time, because she just had a bad split up with her boyfriend, due to his parents.
We then had to explain what had happened to Katarina, but not what they had been doing at the time.
"I don't understand how such obviously intelligent, professional people can be so religiously fanatical and force it on their kids!" Dad snapped angrily.
"On the whole, the relationship was a good experience for both of them, apart from the end" I said.
"She get over it quick, she work on Bruno, then start final year of college course, then she go to Wroclaw University of Environmental and Life Sciences for five and half years. She finish as Doctor of Veterinary Medicine (DVM) or Veterinary Surgeon" Ania explained slowly, carefully getting the big words correct in English and continued,
"It cost eight thousand euro each year but she earn forty thousand euro salary, when she qualified. She live at home and only pay diesel for car, save money, she have big tab to pay back."
After dinner we offered samples of the cherry and lemon vodka which they enjoyed, then had an early night and as it had been a long day of travelling, we make gentle love and then slept.
We helped around the house and garden in the morning, after lunch I took Ania to the old airfield for more driver training. She hadn't driven since before exam week at college, a month ago, but wasn't nervous and soon got back into the swing of it.
Practicing with the big Volvo made it easier when it came to her professional lessons in the instructor's small car, that she would be taking her driving test in at some point. We spent an hour there and I was confident enough to let her drive back to the house which she did easily.
Over the next few days we helped my parents, where and when required, Ania got in some more driving time, with more road work and less off road as her confidence increased. We ran early, every other day, spent more time sunbathing in the afternoons and generally chilling out.
On Saturday we all went out for a drive in the CRV, mainly for Dad to show me how to get to the engineering company that I would be working for, during the next five weeks and then to the design studio where Ania would be working. The only problem was that I would start work at seven am, but she didn't start until eight.
"No problem son, I'll drop her off later" Dad said, "It's only for five weeks." So that was settled.
There was one amusing incident that happened on Saturday night, it was Dad's birthday, so we went out to dinner. We had an excellent meal and a couple of drinks (Dad only had half a glass of wine at the restaurant, leaving us three to share the rest of the bottle).
Ania and I had made love but found out that she had started her period, so we were a little messy, fortunately there was nothing on the sheet but she was embarrassed, but I reassured her that it was fine. We crept along the landing to our bathroom in the dark, not expecting to see anybody else but heard noises.
By the time we reached the door we realised that my parents were making love too and quite noisily, obviously forgetting that they had visitors. Ania stifled a giggle and I smiled, they were in their fifties and had many years of love making ahead of them.
We were very quiet and didn't flush the toilet, so as not to possibly spoil their moment of joy. Back in bed we laughed as we cuddled before going to sleep in her favourite spoon position, her ass against my groin and my left hand cupping her right breast.
Monday morning arrived and after breakfast I drove to my new place of work, parked and was shown to the supervisor's office. He introduced himself and told me that I would be treated like any other 'newbie' for the first week, helping other workers where required, and making the tea at break times (pretty much what I expected).
He told me that as I wasn't officially working for them, I would be paid 'cash-in-hand' on Friday afternoons, then he gave me a guided tour of the workshop, including the break room, where he introduced me to the dozen workers that were employed there.
Later, Dad drove Ania to the design company and dropped her off, I would finish work earlier than her so I would bring her home. She told me that evening that it was a fairly small company, employing half a dozen people, she was asked by the manager what sort of design work she was interested in and she showed him her portfolio.
He was very impressed and gave Ania a tour of the premises and introduced her to the staff and their work, then asked her to work with one of the designers who worked in a similar style to her. Her name was Angela, she was a very pretty woman of about twenty-five of African extract, with short black hair and dark brown skin, wearing a short, loose, bright yellow dress with matching belt.
They got on very well and after looking at Ania's portfolio and praising the quality, Angela showed her what she was currently working on. she gave Ania different job to see what sort of quality she produced and while they worked, they talked about themselves and their families (Ania's was a much-edited version).
Angela had been born in the UK of Ugandan parents, who had emigrated, fleeing religious oppression in that country. She was currently single and had been for about a year, after a long term, turbulent relationship ended in a fight which landed with her in hospital with broken ribs (he was charged with grievous bodily harm and was jailed for six months with a restraining order, to start when he was let out.
