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A Spy Too Far Pt. 01

By: Sirdar



Prologue

This a rewrite of the story first published in 2008 as the Reluctant Spy. I have altered the plot in some very significant ways, and renamed the story. I have tried to make the story historically accurate. The action in the story took place in a critical phase of the war and is totally fictional, But this was the year when the Germans invaded Russia (Operation Barbarossa) and some few months before the tragic and dastardly attack on Pearl harbour by the Japanese. These two events had a critical bearing on the final outcome of the war. 

Please also note their was not a T Class submarine in the Royal Navy during the war called HMS Tenacious although their was a T Class Destroyer of that name, which survived the war and which I served on for a short time.

The operation described in this story was as fiction, but fortunately in actual fact the German codes were successfully captured from a U Boat U110 that did not sink straight by the Frigate HMS Bulldog. The U Boat was later taken in tow, but sunk on its way back to the UK . The use of these codes using the German Enigma machine, were vital in warning convoys where and when they could expect an attack from U Boats.

Please note that most of the spellings are using the English Oxford Standard dictionary, although there may be occasions when my spell check has replaced the spelling with the standard USA usage. 

The story is in two parts and part two is being rewritten and will be published in due course. 

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It was the end of April 1941 and the war was entering a new desperate phase. Britain had her back against the wall. The U Boats were sinking more British shipping than could be easily replaced, as Britain and her Commonwealth allies stood alone against the Nazi tyranny. that was terrorising Europe.

Not unusually for this time of the year it was a foul night, there was a choppy sea, and the rain was sleeting down with the wind occasionally gusting, sending the occasional sea washing straight over the conning tower of the T Class Submarine, making life particularly miserable, for the watch keepers on the bridge, as the Royal Navy T class submarine HM Submarine Tenacious, was just about to make her first surface sweep in their allotted patrol area, just off Ushant. 

Intermittent driving spray lashed the faces of the bridge crew, making their noses and chins red raw and sore. The Captain, Lt Commander Tony Nash VC had just ordered a running charge to be started on the batteries, and the lookouts and machine gunners were closed up on the bridge in case of a surprise attack. This was just the sort of night that German U Boats would consider slipping out of their base, heading for the open sea, to attack Atlantic convoys, and so everyone was on their toes keeping as close a watch as possible in these bad conditions . 

Below in the control room, the asdic operators listened intently to see if they could distinguish any propeller noises. On the surface they knew they were highly vulnerable to attack from sea or air, but they must recharge their batteries, and although they could now have a hot meal, use the toilet, and clean the boat as far as was humanly possible, no-one could relax properly, they were all tense, and ready to dive again at a seconds notice if necessary. 

Life in any diesel powered submarine, especially in wartime, was not at all pleasant. Conditions were by any known standard pretty bad, and the air always smelt of human sweat, diesel fumes and a mixture of battery fumes, shaving or washing could only be done in sea water. Space was cramped, as bags or cases of food had to be stored in any spare space that could be found. Even the toilets could be flushed only after dark, so that the waste did not give their position away to the enemy. The sleeping space in the fore-ends for the ordinary seaman, was largely taken up by the spare torpedoes, as well as food such as sacks of potatoes, tins of beans, or soup, and cases of ships biscuit, the fresh bread having been eaten in the first few days of the patrol, and so the ships company had to make use of any available space to sling their hammocks, or sleep on the deck.. 

The Cook cynically known in the service as the chef, had started cooking the evening meal, and the off watch members of the crew were enjoying their first cigarette for over twelve hours. Even a few non smokers were stood around in the control room, enjoying their first breath of fresh sea air, despite the odd dollop of sea water that came swishing down the conning tower to wet them. The two powerful sixteen cylinder diesel engines sucked the chill night air down into the conning tower into the control room, getting rid of the foul air, which had quickly accumulated in the boat during the previous twelve hours when they were dived. 

The Leading Signalman Mark Andrews came down from the bridge to the control room, his clothes were soaked even under his oil skin coat. He had been relieved by a lookout He thankfully slipped out of his wet oilskins and safety belt, and made his way forward to his mess, where his tot of rum, and a hot meal would soon be served.. He was always first on the bridge with the Captain when they surfaced, in case he had to reply to a challenge from another ship. Now Mark, like the others were looking forward to getting warm and dry, and having a hot meal. He knew that he could be recalled at instant to the bridge. The dreaded cry "Signalman on the Bridge." when they were on the surface, always kept him tense, and experience told him this was such a night when he could be called upon quite frequently.

When the Captain was confident that the boat had sufficient buoyancy, then he too would hand over the watch to one of the other officers, and he would also be looking forward very much to a hot meal himself. If the night went by without incident, then they would dive again with full batteries just before dawn, followed probably by another boring day, when they cruised at a about three knots dived, listening, watching and waiting. The off duty crew members sleeping, or reading to conserve the precious air until dusk, when they would prepare to surface and repeat the whole exercise once again.

In the wireless office, Peter Mowbray the Leading Wireless Operator was listening to the nightly broadcasts from the Admiralty, and waiting to see if any signals would be transmitted for them. Suddenly, he stiffened, and reached for his pencil as their call sign came over the air. He started writing rapidly taking down the blocks of code in a message addressed to them. It was classified as Operation Immediate, Top Secret, and was immediately decoded by the signals officer, Sub Lieutenant Balfour and taken to the Captain.

It was a recall, but strangely not back to their depot ship in Scotland, but it was an urgent recall to HMS Dolphin the main Submarine home base at Portsmouth. The message was stressing the need for them to return with all dispatch. The Captain called for the navigating officer, and asked him to set a course for Portsmouth, and within a few moments HMS Tenacious had left her patrol area, and was 'cracking on' at full speed on the surface for Portsmouth Harbour, still with her full load of torpedoes intact, and with a running charge on her depleted batteries. The fact that they were heading home brought few smiles to the faces of the weary ships company. 

It was two days later just as dawn was breaking when they finally surfaced at the rendezvous point, to be greeted by a destroyer waiting to escort them.. Who having quickly established their identity signalled briefly "Follow Mama." Most of the night they had remained dived as the waters round the UK, were some of the most dangerous to an unwary submarine. Surface ships and aircraft fired first, and asked questions later where submarines were concerned. 

It was just dawn, as the Captain patiently conned the Tenacious into the narrow entrance to Portsmouth Harbour, past old Portsmouth on the right and the imposing structure of Fort Blockhouse on the left. The smell of burning was in the air, and he knew that Portsmouth, and the Naval Dockyard had probably been under attack again that past night. 

Tony by now, was highly intrigued as to the reason that he had been recalled from patrol after only fourteen days, but this was wartime, and he knew from past experience that anything could happen. Everyone's attention was soon focused on making the 90 degree port turn into Dolphin Creek, and preparing to berth, as well as the urgent need to change the engines over to run on the electric motors. 

"Stop starboard, in starboard engine clutch" The Captain ordered.

Within seconds the starboard engine spluttered to a stop and within a few seconds the control room reported that they were now running on the starboard motor.

This was followed by a similar order for the port engine change, immediately afterwards. Once the Captain had power from both motors, they were soon alongside their allotted berth in Dolphin Creek, and a brief glance showed him that there was a sizeable welcoming party on the jetty in the chill of the morning air, despite the early hour, waiting for them on the jetty. The party also included the Captain Submarines himself in person. Tony was curious, and slightly concerned at the size of the waiting group, which indicated something special was on the cards. 

Once they were secured, Tony turned to Bill his First Lieutenant." Refuel as soon as possible Bill, top up the batteries, and replenish all provisions. Get the boat cleaned up and organise shore accommodation if possible . But do not pipe leave until we know why, and how long we will be here. But no harm in using the base facilities."

"Right Sir" He replied saluting as Tony climbed over the bridge rail, and climbing down on to the casing. The casing party came to attention as Tony made his way ashore, and saluted the senior officers waiting for him on the quayside.

"Welcome home Tony." The Captain Submarines said shaking hands.

He pointedly did not introduce any of the other people with him, some of whom were unknown to Tony. "We will go to my office, where its warmer and we can make all the introductions and talk privately."

Tony looked at the Commander, an old friend of his who was Staff officer Operations. He looked at Tony, and just shrugged his shoulders, not giving a clue as to all the secrecy. Tony followed the party along the quay to the Captain Submarines office. He was however, very intrigued by the presence of a slim attractive, and very sexy looking blonde female, that walked silently with them struggling to keep up in her high heeled shoes. She was about 5'6," slim with short pageboy cut dirty blonde hair, covered with a beret of the type usually favoured by the French. She wore a fawn rubber mackintosh, tightly belted round her slim waist, high heels and a lot of make-up. Tony could caught little wafts of her very exotic perfume as they walked. She walked silently, almost moodily, with her hands in her pockets, and a large black shoulder bag slung over her right shoulder.

As they walked, Tony sensed from time to time that she was giving him curious sidelong glances. But each time Tony turned to look at her, she immediately looked away. They were soon at the captains office, and coffee was served, and to Tony's amazement everyone except Captain S/M, the young lady and a civilian who later introduced himself as Mr. Frank Broughton from the admiralty, were asked to leave the room, and wait in the ante room. Immediately the Captain Submarines started to talk.

"Tony first of all may I introduce Anne- Marie to you. The lady just nodded and gave him a smile, in acknowledgement of his nod. We have recalled you because there is a very important task, that has been considered, in which you and Anne Marie will be the prime movers, that is of course if you agree. We have studied your past history, and your service record, with a very special operation in mind. As a holder of the Victoria Cross, and also because of your part German parentage, and background, you are the ideal man for a very dangerous, but unusual mission, which we would ask you to consider carefully. You of course, have a perfect right to refuse, if you so wish. God knows man you have done your bit in this war, and I am the first to admit that you deserve a break. By the way, I would also like to congratulate you, on your promotion to full Commander, which was confirmed just after you sailed."

"Moving on, your perfect knowledge of German, and knowledge of Germany, plus your past record as a signals expert, means that you have all the qualities we need for a very special job. In short, we want you to pretend to defect to Germany with Anne-Marie here as your wife. She is a trusted double agent, and you will be working with her as your guiding light. This is a lot to ask of you, and you will certainly be reviled in the press here in the UK, and throughout the free world. That is almost certain to happen, as your defection will soon become public knowledge, as the Germans love that sort of propaganda, and Lord Haw Haw will naturally exploit it for all he is worth. But we need you somehow, to try and get hold of the German naval codes, and you can only do that if the Nazis trust you implicitly. 

We are almost certain, and we are certainly hoping, that Admiral Doenitz will surely want to make use of you in some way, and could give you the opportunity you need to get your hands on those important codes the U Boat's use. We can only hope that will happen fairly quickly. The U Boats are sinking our merchant ships faster than we can build them, the situation is near desperate and getting a copy of those codes back to us will be vital in winning the U Boat war. Your fluency in German, and your signals experience is vital. The main thing which is also vitally important is that, we need you to get a copy of them without the Nazi's knowing. If they suspect we have a copy, they will certainly change the codes immediately, and the whole exercise will have been pointless." 

Tony did not replay for a few seconds, as his tired brain attempted to focus on what he had just heard, the whole idea had come right out of the blue, it was certainly dangerous, and various thoughts, and problems ran through his head. His thoughts were rudely interrupted when Anne-Marie spoke in a strong French accent.

"Of course if you don't have the balls to do the job you are useless to us Commander" Tony reacted angrily. "There is more than a question of balls, mademoiselle, I have a ship to worry about, and certain other practicalities to consider." 

Mr. Broughton the civilian spoke up for the first time with anger in his voice. "You should learn to keep your mouth shut mademoiselle. You have had weeks to consider and work on the scheme, but the Commander has just been told of the task ahead. He has just returned from an arduous patrol, he is tired and he is entitled to have a few moments to consider all the options." 

Tony said. "Sir', If I agree, would it be possible to work with someone else, rather than the lady here? "

"Mr. Broughton responded. "I am sorry Tony, but Anne-Marie is a good and trustworthy operator, in fact she is the best, and to be honest, the only option. It takes great skill to do what she is being asked to do as a double agent. But as you have no doubt noted she has an unfortunate habit of being a bit headstrong." 

"A deadly fault in a secret agent, I would have thought sir." Tony replied sarcastically. Anne-Marie looked at him as though she could kill him.

The whole idea was buzzing around in his head. Tony was happy with Tenacious, she was a good boat, with a good crew, but Tony also knew that hundreds of seamen were dying every day, bringing vital supplies to the country, and if he could do anything to save their lives his conscience demanded he give it a try..

"Yes sir. I will do it, I must do it, I must at least give it a try, if there is no other way and no-one else."

"According to the records .You are not married or engaged or anything are you Commander." "No sir" Tony replied.

"Good, because you two have to be husband and wife in every possible way." Mr. Broughton responded.

"You do not seem happy with that idea Commander?" Anne-Marie asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "We have not got off to a good start Mademoiselle, and on this short acquaintance, it would seem we may already be facing significant marital problems." Tony replied. 

"Well Commander we are booked in at the Keppels Head for the next ten days as Commander and Mrs. Nash she replied. Our room, has all your personal possessions waiting for you, and tomorrow we marry for real at Portsmouth registry office. You see the Germans know a lot about what happens over here, especially in the Portsmouth area, and we must take nothing to chance, especially with so many gallant men now dying at sea. When we leave this office we must go hand in hand, as a happily betrothed couple. I am sorry Commander if I seem impetuous, but I have worked on this plan for some time, and I was so anxious that you would say that you would do it."

Tony's smiled and said. " Thank you Mademoiselle I think that we must start afresh."

Captain S/M shook his hand. Sardonically he said "Congratulations on your sudden marriage. To be honest in one way, I was hoping in part, that you would refuse. However, your number one, is due for his perisher's course, and he can go on that straight away. I have a new Captain and First Lieutenant for Tenacious standing by to replace you. The crew of tenacious will be told that as you have been promoted, that you are being re-appointed. Which you would have been anyway."

"Bill is ready for command sir, so he should do well on his course. But I really need to have some handover time" Tony replied.

"Sorry Tony you have little or no time. Your First Lieutenant will have to sort out those problems with the base staff. But I am pretty sure there will be a party for you, being laid on somewhere tonight." News travels fast round here."

After a shower and a few hours sleep in the barracks wardroom for Tony, and a detailed briefing together with Anne-Marie taking the rest of the day, they arrived at the Keppels Head, hand in hand as twilight was descending, and Portsmouth was braving itself for its nightly bombardment by he Luftwaffe. Pushing past the blackout curtains Tony found to his amazement that most of the Tenacious crew were already there drinking. There was a big cheer as he entered the bar.

It gave him a chance to introduce Anne-Marie to everyone as his prospective wife, and to a very puzzled ships company, who seemed at a loss as to why his betrothal had been kept such a secret. So Tony explained "Look chaps, my fianc? has been working away on secret war work for some time, so secret she won't even tell me, and it was essential for her that we did not advertise our relationship, now the situation has changed somewhat, so now we can get hitched properly. I am afraid also, that I am leaving you anyway, as you all probably know that I have been promoted. I now have my other half ring and I am now a full Commander, a new Captain and First Lieutenant will be joining you tomorrow and I am sure that you will give them all the loyalty and support that you have given me during this commission.." Tony said.

Eventually after a number of drinks they got to their room, where a cold meal was waiting for them and as Anne-Marie had previously told him, Tony found all his personal belongings waiting for him, having been sent down from the depot ship in Scotland on a special flight. Anne-Marie's toilet gear, and few clothes were already hung up in the wardrobe. They had during the course of the day had a heart to heart talk, and had agreed to try not to bicker or fight with each other, after their initial clash. Now they were both making a very positive attempt to become better acquainted. Anne-Marie had apologized again, using the excuse that they had been planning the whole operation for about three weeks, and the success or failure of the whole operation had hung on his acceptance.


A Spy Too Far Pt. 01



Once in their room Anne Marie put her arms round his neck and said "Tony dear I am sorry. But this morning you had me very worried for a few moments. There is no-one else capable of filling your role, if you had refused the operation would have been cancelled." She kissed him passionately on the lips - "Welcome home lover and husband to be." She whispered. "Now we really do have to work at being husband and wife for real."

Nest Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Anne-Marie

Anne-Marie lay back in the bath and thought about the days events. She had been pleasantly surprised at first meeting Tony, although when she had first seen him unshaven and in his sea going uniform, she was a little put off, but something about him she found very attractive. If she had to have a make believe husband, at least she thought, it was nice to have one who after a shower and a shave looked a bit dishy, and she would not have to pretend too much with him. The photographs she had been shown had not done him justice. She knew she would always remember that first sighting of him, totally absorbed in the safety of his submarine, as he gave the necessary orders for her berthing as he brought HMS Tenacious alongside earlier that morning.

Although at first she was frightened that he might not co-operate with the operation. She realised almost as soon as she had spoken, that she had been rather too hasty in her comments. She had seen his record, it was a record for any person to be proud of, he was something of a national war hero, but on a personal note, it had also been quietly hinted that if anything, he was a bit of a womaniser, so she had no doubts that the sexual side of their forthcoming marriage would not create a problem for him.. Now she was gradually feeling increasingly optimistic about the whole operation. She was even more sure after knowing him for a few hours that she could work with him. 

She was heartened at the party in the bar downstairs, by the obvious genuine respect and affection his crew had for him, and the dismay that had been expressed by almost everyone, at losing him. However, the big hurdle was yet to come. She had avoided all sexual contact since her disastrous marriage of a few years ago, and now to have to climb into bed with a strange man, was for her a bit nerve wracking. She knew though, that it had to be done, the Gestapo were no fools, and any inconsistency in their cover story would be fatal for both of them.

Anne-Marie was 24 and had been born of a Belgian mother and a French father, and she had been brought up in a small town on the Belgian coast not far from Zeebrugge. They were a relatively wealthy family, her father was a local banker, and well known and respected in the area. After school she had not had to work and had stopped at home to help her ageing mother. 

In 1938 she had met a young German man named Wolfram, who was on holiday in Oostende. They had fallen in love, and despite her parents dislike, and virtual hatred of all Germans, they had married. The wedding in Zeebrugge had turned out to be a typical German drunken affair. His parents did not come to the wedding nor did any of her other relatives. His relatives were some way away in North Germany and although they sent their best wishes, it was a bit too far for them to travel.

On her wedding night she retired to bed awaiting her husband, who she was sure would join her shortly to consummate their marriage. She had taken great care of her toilet, and was wearing a lovely silk nightgown which was a sneak present from her mother. It was past 1.oclock in the morning when he had arrived in their bedroom rather drunk.

He had that night taken her virginity, in a brutal and drunken fashion. Leaving her dazed, and bruised. After he had finished, and before staggering away to get more schnapps, he had invited his best man to avail himself of his "French whore" as he called her. In all, she was raped four times that night by Wolframs friends. The next morning, Wolfram had been very apologetic, and eventually because she was so deeply in love with him when he was sober, she decided to stay with him, but above all, the real reason was that she was frightened of what would happen if she told her father what had happened, so she decided to stay with him. But the desire for revenge, burned somewhere deep inside her. She could never ever completely forgive him, and she stayed with him out of pride, and to give him a chance to redeem himself. She did however, ensure that in the few months before war was declared she never conceived. It was in July, when Wolfram was recalled to Germany to rejoin his SS unit. She was obliged to go to Germany with him, and they stayed in the family home at the village of Rickelrath near Wegburg in North Germany.

She was heartened by the fact that his family were lovely respectable people, and made her very welcome, and when eventually Wolfram's sister Ursula, sensing Anne-Maries unhappiness, had after much probing, eventually discovered how her brother, had treated his new wife on their wedding night. She was extremely angry, and told the whole family. Naturally the family were shocked, at first they found it hard to believe her, but apparently unknown to Anne-Marie, Wolfram had previously been twice accused of rape offences against local single girls. Due to the fact that he was a prominent and active member of the Nazi party, he had not been prosecuted, or even censured for his crimes. His father was very bitter and blamed the SS doctrine, and his time in the Hitler Youth and the arrogance that resulted from their training for his anti-social behavior. His father personally hated the Nazi regime, and what they were doing to Germany, like many others of his generation he was convinced that they would ultimately bring disaster to Germany. But never did he voice his fears in front of Wolfram. Even his own father feared betrayal by his own son.

In 1939 the war started, and shortly after the fall of France, Anne-Marie was informed that her husband had been killed by the resistance, in a partisan ambush. She was shocked, and saddened in one respect, but deep down she also felt a sense of relief. After a short period of mourning she was considering returning to her home in Belgium. However, the Nazi's firmly believing that she must be seeking revenge for the death of her newly wed husband, and knowing that she spoke both French, and German reasonably well, invited her to join them as a secret agent working with the Gestapo against the resistance. 

They wanted her to return to Belgium and join the resistance, and to betray the underground fighters. Her first instinct was to refuse, but Anne Marie sensing that it was more of an order than a request, felt that it could be dangerous to refuse, and much safer to go along with them, she was sure that back near her home, she could find a way to get out of her predicament. To refuse outright, could put her in greater danger. Thinking quickly, she agreed wholeheartedly, that she was seeking revenge and was the right person for the job. 

She was seeking revenge alright, but nor for her husbands death, but for the invasion of her country, and what they were doing to her beloved France and to Belgium her adopted home. Both her parents had died by this time, her father of a broken heart at seeing his country invaded and her mother from cancer. 

Thinking quickly, she decided this could be a good way to help throw a spanner in the works of the German regime, and if she was cunning enough, to get a measure of revenge on Germany, and the Nazi party. From there, and after a while, it was easy to convince her controllers that she could quite easily become a double agent. When the opportunity arose, and with Gestapo permission she defected to England, and offered her services, and during the next fifteen months soon proved her worth. Both sides making full use of her skills..

British intelligence provided her with snippets of intelligence. which had kept the Nazi's interested, until her Nazi controller Herr Schaeffer, made the suggestion one day in passing, that perhaps she could somehow get a high ranking British Officer to defect to Germany. He pointed out that the propaganda value would be of enormous help to the Third Reich.

Anne-Marie promised she would explore the idea, but when she told her boss of the suggestion in London he had just laughed it off, but a quite junior clerk overhearing the conversation interrupted, and suggested that perhaps a Lt Cdr Tony Nash might be the ideal candidate, if they were to go ahead with the plan. Pointing out at the time it would be a good way perhaps of getting inside information on the U Boat war. For a time the idea was kicked around, and then when they at last made a full examination of Tony's personal record, which showed that he had a German background, and he spoke German fluently, and still had a Grandmother and other relatives living in Berlin, the idea became a distinct possibility.

The fact that he also had his specialty in signals, and he would certainly have sufficient expertise to recognise any German codes, which would be of value, all this information quickly excited a lot of interest. The loss of merchant shipping to the U Boats was of national concern, and they all knew that if they could crack the German codes it would give them a fighting chance of diverting convoys away from danger. 

Somehow the idea took off and the operational details were quickly developed. However, they recognised that Anne-Marie participation would be vital in protecting him, from the retribution of the partisan movement, and for guiding his initial introduction to the Germans . So the idea was that Anne-Marie would have met the Commander at some time previously, whilst in the UK, and having met again, had fallen desperately in love with him, and they had become secretly engaged to be married. At the time they recognised the idea was not foolproof, but it was the best they could come up with. Now she realised the first step had been taken, and now between them, they had to develop a fool proof cover story that would satisfy the Gestapo.

The obvious story, would be for Tony to insist that he had always felt that Germany was his home country, and that was where his roots were. It was a story which could from the German point of view be believable, and that politically he tended to be sympathetic to the Nazi regime, and the way in which they were restoring Germanys pride after the country had been so badly treated at the end of the first World war. He also wished to be re-united with his relatives, his grandparents, cousins, and childhood friends who all lived in Berlin, and he hated the thought, that he might be fighting and killing his own family.. 

Now the mission was underway. She gritted her teeth, and drying herself quickly, she came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped round her waist, her breasts bare as she moved over and sat on Tony's lap. At first Tony demurred, he was a bit shy, and he tried gently to push her off but Anne-Marie clung on to him.

She told him. "Darling Tony from tomorrow, we are to be legally man and wife, and we have to play the part in every way, we dare not pretend. We have a week to get to know each other intimately. If the Gestapo get hold of us, we have to be word perfect in our personal knowledge of each other, our sexual likes and dislikes, and especially all the little intimate things, such as how we like to make love. It is important that we are perfectly honest with one another."

As she finished speaking, she pulled his head down and started kissing him. Tony was startled at the rapid turn of events, but realising that she was right, he nervously followed her lead, he at first wrapped his arms round her. As he felt her body cling on to him, he heard a loud moan of satisfaction escape from his own lips. 

They collapsed on to the bed and within minutes Tony groaned, as he felt for the first time the wonderful sensations of Anne-Marie's slim sexy body against his. This was part of the job that he had not really considered until now. Obviously he thought, this job has its compensations? 

Anne-Marie clung on to him tightly and somewhat nervously, as he started to push his cock deeply into her. He was holding her tightly against his body. They paused for a second as she reached down and yanked the towel away, which was still round her lower torso. Tony gasped as he saw and felt the whole of her naked body against his for the very first time. He knew that he was making love to one of the most desirable women in his experience.

His cock was soon thrusting deep inside her, and with that thought raging through his head he began to make love to her with great care and consideration, thrusting and pushing as deeply as he could into his new wife to be. Tony however, was a considerate lover, a fact which Anne-Marie soon appreciated, and which gave her greater confidence. As for the first time since her disastrous marriage, she started to enjoy the experience of sexual intercourse.

It only took a few thrusts for Anne-Marie to reach her first orgasm. Tony felt her muscles clamp down on his cock, as if she was milking it. It was a fantastic feeling, as he thrust in and out of her at an increasing tempo, and the sensation was soon all too much for him to hold back for long. He looked at the beautiful young woman who lay beneath him, her eyes closed; she seemed to be making love with great enthusiasm and enjoyment. He couldn't believe it, the feelings were surging through his body like nothing he had experienced for a long time, when he felt his body tremble for the first, but not the last time that night, he came in long pulsating thrusts into that lovely lady writhing below him.

For Tony that was a night to treasure, and to remember. When they eventually slept, they did not hear the bombs that fell in the near distance, which made an important yet vital change to their wedding plans. It was almost ten o clock when he awoke, to the sound of the shower in the adjoining bathroom. Today was his wedding day, but just as he was coming to grips with the idea then he became aware of the banging on the bedroom door.

The landlord called out "Commander there is a telephone call for you in the lobby."

He grabbed his dressing gown, and went down stairs where Mr. Broughton told him that they could not marry today, as the Registrars office had been bombed and gutted the previous night.

"You will just have to live in sin for the present Commander, until and unless we can find an alternative. It is highly possible that the ceremony can take place tomorrow at the Portsmouth Guildhall. We will of course put the pressure on for you, to make sure it happens." 

One of the problems they faced, was that they were fairly sure that they were being watched. Portsmouth as a principal Naval Base was almost certain to have enemy agents or sympathisers in the area, such as the IRA, many of whom were active Nazi sympathizers, and the Germans would be watching Anne-Marie closely. Briefing for Tony would have to be done in a variety of less obvious ways, using a wide range of subterfuge methods. The easiest way was to use the ships handover procedure, as the excuse for several clandestine meetings at HMS Dolphin. But this virtually excluded Anne-Marie, but brought Tony up to speed on several important things he had to know. He also got a crash course on making small explosive devices and booby traps.

Tony quickly learned that Anne-Marie was a very professional person, stubborn, and even at times a hard person; yet beneath this entire hard exterior, their was a very loveable personality, waiting to get out. Tony had no doubt that she would be prepared to die for any person she cared for deeply enough. She spent many hours that week turning him into an agent, and a believable husband and lover. Tony was told that he would be allowed to pass certain classified secret information on to the Germans, to make his cover more believable. It would be information that the British suspected they already knew, or would make no difference to the war effort. Anne-Marie in turn, left no stone unturned as she pumped him for information on his background, and his life story, and sought every bit of information a wife should have about a husband. In return she told him everything she thought was relevant about her past

Tony was shocked at her experiences .It seemed to him that she had done well to get over her past marital bad experiences, and now she seemed to be able to carry out her marital obligations with Tony with zest and enthusiasm. One night she told him that he had been entirely responsible for this; she found Tony a completely satisfying, and considerate lover. The image they portrayed as a married couple, was not false, but was certainly on his part becoming very genuine. 

Later that first day they were told that a temporary register office had been opened at Portsmouth Guildhall. Shortly before the ceremony a knock on the bedroom door revealed a messenger from Gieves the naval outfitters, with a brand new reefer jacket and hat with gold braid as a wedding present from the crew of HMS Tenacious. the ribbon of his Victoria Cross had also been sown on.

As Bill his ex First Lieutenant told him later. "We couldn't let our skipper get married in the wrong uniform now sir could we?" A reception had been laid on at the Keppels Head where some influence had been brought to bear, to provide a wartime wedding cake made hurriedly in the RN barracks nearby, and the booze flowed freely for a few hours until normal opening time.

Over the next few days Tony gradually developed a deep affection for Anne-Marie, but inevitably, the time for their departure arrived, and the honeymoon was over. The time had come for them to make the first decisive step into enemy territory. Their first hurdle was to develop a plan to account for Tony's departure from the UK which took quite a bit of soul searching. 

This was not easy and took some time to formulate as total secrecy was imperative . Once they were in France, Anne-Marie could contact her controller, and his defection, they hoped, could go ahead quietly as planned. But first they had to provide a plausible way of escaping. They knew they were going into terrible danger, and they were also warned that the mission must remain a secret, especially from the resistance. The Germans had successfully infiltrated the resistance movement several times in the past. Tony had been warned, and was very aware that if he was captured he would be executed as a spy.

Next Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Tony

Tony Nash had been born in Berlin to a German mother, and a British father. His father had been a diplomat in the British Embassy in Berlin for some years, and Tony had therefore spent most of his early life in Berlin. His family had moved back to England in 1928, to the family farm in Wiltshire which was run by his Aunt (his fathers sister) in conjunction with her own farm, which adjoined theirs. He had finished his schooling, and then gone on to Oxford. He subsequently decided on a career in the Royal Navy, and had gone on to Dartmouth the Royal Naval College, and his career in the Royal Navy. 

He enjoyed his leaves from the Royal Navy and he very soon when he had time, started taking an active part in the farms management, together with his first cousin Jean an attractive brunette who was about his own age, and who was head over heels in love with her handsome cousin. Many of the local girls, including a few young married women set their hats at Tony, but he was a typical sailor and employed the philosophy "Love them and leave them." 

He studiously avoided any long term romantic entanglements, especially as increasingly it was fairly commonly assumed that war was imminent. From 1937 onwards the armed forces were actively recruiting for the Territorial Army, and the RNVR was busy training weekend sailors. Contracts were being given to local engineering works for military supplies. The whole environment had people expecting war, but quietly and desperately hoping for peace.




A Spy Too Far Pt. 01



Even in 1937 people were being encouraged to dig air raid shelters and schools and public buildings such as schools were pasting bandages over large windows, as a protection against flying glass from bomb explosions. Even Neville Chamberlains return from his ill fated meeting with Adolf Hitler waving a piece of paper and saying "Peace in our time" seemed only the signal to redouble the efforts in preparation for war.. 

Jean his cousin tried her hardest to get his attention, but Tony regarded her more like a sister. As far as he was concerned she was a good mate, and good fun, but no romantic thoughts ever occurred to him as far as Jean was concerned. Much to her secret regret. He was the man she wanted and she was prepared to wait if necessary.

Tony was bilingual and could easily pass as a natural German. One factor that had eluded his records, was that he was also fluent in French, and had a good working knowledge of Flemish as well. He realised in the early planning stages of the mission that somehow this did not seem to be known. He decided at the time, that it might be a good idea to keep the knowledge to himself and not even Anne-Marie was taken into his confidence..

He had won his VC when he was First Lieutenant of an S Boat, which had found her forward hydroplanes entangled in the cable of a floating mine. He had worked for an hour to free the cable in freezing water in the North Sea, and at great risk to himself. Undoubtedly he saved the lives of all his shipmates and the submarine. Shortly after this, he had been selected and taken his Perishers command course which he passed with flying colours , and he had been subsequently appointed to his first command. Later he was appointed to HMS Tenacious which under his command had been very successful, and he had received accelerated promotion. 

Only the best officers were selected for the "Perishers course" and those who subsequently failed the course were returned to General Service. It was not a disgrace to fail, but the rule was that an officer could never ever serve in submarines again, after failing a command course..

One factor in Tony's favour for this operation, was the fact that prior to the war he had visited Germany frequently to visit his grandparents and friends. He knew his way round Berlin well, and had on several occasions as a young boy, gone on holiday to Bavaria and the Black Forest with his grandparents. For a time he had considered studying at the University at Heidelberg, but his parents had pointed out that a career in the Royal Navy was best served by studying at a British University.

There was an element of truth in the fact that he did have many friends and family who as far as he knew were still alive in the Berlin area. In fairness Tony had since the start of war worried a lot about his grandparents, and cousins in Berlin, and he vowed that given the opportunity, he would pay them a visit if this operation went ahead. He had written letters to be sent via Switzerland, but had never received any replies.

Now on the first night of his marriage to Anne-Marie, he lay in bed as she slept with her head on his shoulder, he had to admit that in the few hours that he had known her, she was getting under his skin, and he was quite quickly becoming quite fond of her. Their lovemaking was mind blowing, and Anne-Marie so far seemed to be the perfect wife.

He shifted his body slightly to get her head into a more comfortable position. She was not totally asleep, but moved down his body and for the third time that night she had his cock in her mouth and licking and sucking him with enthusiasm. 

Suddenly she stopped and walked to the window to look at the flashing of shells and the crump of bombs as the Luftwaffe once again visited Portsmouth. Turning she walked back to the bed and taking her nightdress in both hands she pulled the silk garment over her head , tossing it on the floor behind her in one swift fluid movement before she reached down and took his head in her hands. She kissed him with unrestrained passion.

"Damn you Tony Nash what have you done to me?" As she kissed him again and again. "I can not afford to fall in love in my job, and you are making me feel very vulnerable." Tony looked up at her as she stood naked in the faint light of the moon through the window. He held out his arms "Oh, God, Anne-Marie, I've fallen for you in a big way. We could lose it all." "I know I love you, but we must not let is show too much when we get over the other side." "I want you so desperately, even though I should know better." Tony said. "We can only live for now. I'm here and you are here, and the moon is shining, lets not waste it." "Yes. Thank God, we have these few nights to ourselves" She crawled up on the bed on her hands and knees. Her full breasts, tipped with moonlight, hung down just inviting his attention and he reached for them greedily. As he did she fell forward on top of him. She lay with the full length of her breasts pressed against his body. Feeling his hardness probing against her thighs. For some moments he caressed and fondled her. Enjoying her rigid nipples, the full roundness of her breasts, the warmth at the nape of her neck, the hot liquid wetness of her thighs. She lay still accepting his caresses, responding hotly. Her lips parted, her tongue pushed between them , she kissed his mouth and along his chin , his adams apple, and the lobe of his ear She closed her fingers over his on her breasts. We've got to be careful Anne-Marie. You mustn't get pregnant, it would be disastrous. "We have to be careful" "Darling you make it impossible." His hand moved down across the rounded planes of her belly, the muscles firm and taut. "I'm getting fat . She whispered. "I will have to step up my exercises." "Darling, fucking is said to be good exercise, but I think I will always love you." Tony whispered. "You will possibly meet other women and you will be expected to make love to them. You must promise me, that you will do what you have to do. You must stay alive at all costs, that is the most important thing." "Yes I understand. If that's the way its got to be from now on." Tony responded. Tony would not have had it any other way. Much as he loved Anne-Marie, Tony knew that given an another attractive woman, he could never be totally faithful. It was not in his nature 

During his leaves he had never been short of female company .There had been Maria the beautiful Spanish girl who had been a hot favourite and who was almost as randy as he was, but even she had been jealous of the amount of competition that existed for his favours, Maria was very hot and very sexy, but Tony took what he wanted -- he loved her and left her 

Now he was with the one woman who had finally, at least for the time being captured his heart. She was something very special, and he could think of no-one else while he was with her, and when she made love, it was though she was giving him her all. It was a type of total abandonment. She lay supine in his arms, her blue eyes gazing up at him, silently commanding him to make love to her. She did not need to speak, her eyes conveyed the command and he could not refuse. His fingers moved down between the full wetly hot lips to her clitoris, which stood rigid, under his fingers. His breath hurt in his throat . Her hand caught his stiffened cock and worked it with a kind of gentleness. "You can't stand this ," she whispered. "I'll go down on you." "It's all right. Just hold me." His heart thudded and he felt his cock grow harder in her hand, engorged with fresh flooding of blood.. She slipped down alongside his body , tracing her tongue across and over the muscled ridge of his belly. She lay her head on his stomach and opened her mouth. He thrust her forward roughly and she took his cock inside, her hot mouth closing, nursing.

His quivering hands closed in her blonde hair. His breathing rasped across his opened lips. and it was as if all the sensation in his body was concentrated in her sucking mouth. "Wait," he pleaded ."Please wait. She withdrew her head with a faint whimper, staring up at him in the darkness 'I can't help it Anne-Marie, I've got to have it in you now." "I want you to." She rolled over on her back and lay with her knees bent, her legs spread wide. She extended her arms , pulling him down on her . "He thrust himself into her vagina , gasping I have to be in you Anne-Marie . Deep in you. Only then I will know you are mine." "I'm yours. For ever. Harder. Do it Harder." His lips battered, flogging her. He heard as if from a great distance her soft moans , felt her legs encase his waist , her ankles lock fiercely at his back ,. He could scarcely breathe: for that instant he felt as though his heart had stopped. He was conscious only of the fearful beating of the blood in his temples. He thrust himself upwards into her as deeply as he could and lay still, gasping for breath. He had difficulty speaking." "I have fallen in love with you which is crazy after two days." Anne-Marie became serious. "Remember if there is any trouble you walk away from me ... don't worry about me -- you must complete the mission if it is at all possible." She shivered slightly. "No sense -- in both of us being killed for nothing." Tony drove himself in her as hard as he could , pleasing her and punishing her in the same instant. He worked his hips faster and her head rolled back and forth on the bed. "You're my life Anne-Marie" he panted. I couldn't live without you now. You must know that" "I know that." Her own hips flailed upward in a savage rhythm. Matching his , increasing the tempo faster, faster until they lunged together that was more like hatred than love, more like a wish to destroy than to share, a totally unbridled passion. She sagged beneath him, spent and felt the full weight of his body on hers in helpless exhaustion. "I know darling but you must face the fact that you must, so many lives depend on us."

The wedding had been a wonderful affair with all the ships company of HMS Tenacious turning out at the Guildhall at the temporary registrar's office. It was attended by a lot of senior officers, and even the Rear Admiral Submarines made a brief appearance. The new captain and First Lieutenant of Tenacious were also known to Tony and had attended the ceremony.

The next few days were very busy as Tony underwent a crash course on helping him to survive in enemy territory. Much of this was trying to change his personality, to be utterly ruthless where it mattered. The mission was the major priority, nothing else mattered and it was hammered into him that unless the U Boats could be contained the very survival of the British Empire and the free world was at risk.

For the first time he learned much about the Nazi regime, much of the information was not public knowledge. Information on Gestapo techniques, and what the fiends were capable of were trickling through to his instructors, and the British high command. He knew that he was being conditioned to learn how to survive, and how he must learn to be utterly ruthless in the pursuit of his mission. ' He now got confirmation of what Anne-Marie had been drilling into him even in the short time they had known each other. It was important that they must not show their intense love for one another. It was a weakness which the Gestapo would pounce on if they deemed it necessary. In a crash course he learned how to kill quickly and silently, to pick locks, and to make simple explosive devices.

Above all he learned that he had to do what he had to do to complete his mission. To trust no-one not even his own wife, and to keep his own counsel. Little did he realise at the time that he would soon be called upon to put these lessons into practice 

Next Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Occupied territory

One of the initial problems they encountered was the question of how would they get out of the country together. Anne-Marie was a double agent, and that could be easily arranged, but Tony could not just book a passage. It was with some difficulty, and with some helpful pressure from above, that he convinced the RAF controller that he was just going for the flight to finish briefing Anne-Marie, and would return on the plane, that he was reluctantly allowed to board the plane. 

After boarding the Lysander just after dark, the pilot came back to see them with his co-pilot before they took off. "Now when we land I will stop for only about thirty seconds, and you must disembark quickly with no fuss from the starboard side of the plane, that is the right hand side, and very quickly. If you break a leg 'tough.' I will not stop for more than 30 seconds. I will turn the plane into the wind ready for take-off, and there may be people waiting to board. They will board on the port side and I will pause for a further thirty seconds for them to get board and then I will be off again. If they are not on board within the time. I leave them. So its up to you to get off, and don't get in the way of boarders, or the prop."

Tony was now dressed in just grey flannel trousers and a sweater with a small bag containing his shaving gear and one or two other personal effects. He had his naval identity card to prove his identity, and some family photos of his relatives in Berlin. The journey was uneventful, and they touched down as planned. The co-pilot had the door opened as they taxied, and Tony followed Anne-Marie on the short trip to the ground as the plane rolled to a stop. They were closely followed by a few assorted packages that nearly landed on top of them.

Getting to their feet they ran towards a flashing light under the trees where they were greeted by two or three heavily armed muffled figures in the dark. Within minutes they were being led across some fields on their way to a safe house. They had originally planned to go straight to Anne-Marie's apartment, which her parents had given her as a wedding present in Zeebrugge. However, the leader of the partisans decided that because the Germans were very active that night that it was too dangerous. It was something they did at random and it was unfortunate that tonight was one of their random nights for a crack down.

They were taken to a small farmhouse, and fed a lovely vegetable soup by the family, in the farmhouse kitchen in front of a roaring log fire, and then they were both taken to a barn where they were hidden in a small cubby hole room behind a hay stack, whose original use Tony guessed had been a tack room. Anne-Marie had genuine documentation, and the resistance leader knew her well. They were escorted to their hideout by his daughter a pretty young French girl called Janine. The fact that Tony was fluent in French, and had a working knowledge of Flemish had been overlooked by the Admiralty, and he had not told anyone even Anne-Marie. It allowed him to listen to conversations, and gauge reactions, obviously no-one was aware that he was following what they were saying. It was a decision which was to stand him in good stead in later days.

Tony soon realised that Janine the farmers daughter was trying to come on to him, but it was easy for him to pretend he did not understand her. Although she had a good smattering of English. In desperation at his lack of interest, she used an opportunity to briefly attempt to snatch a kiss when Anne-Marie was not looking Although Anne-Marie did not see the incident, Janine's other actions were easily understood by her, and Anne Marie told her quite forcibly in front of her father, that Tony and her were husband and wife, and to lay off him. Tony wondered for a time whether Janine was a little suspicious of them, or somehow she may have found out something about their operation. But on talking to Anne-Marie it was quickly discounted

Tony awoke some hours later to feel Anne-Marie's warm body lying beside him, her hand was gently fondling his cock, and her soft lips were nuzzling his neck. Anne-Marie whispered. "Please honey; we do not know what will happen from now on, so let's take this opportunity" His cock was as usual responding with enthusiasm to her delicate touch, and soon he was enjoying the feel of her lips, and the subtle aroma of her perfume. Tony was sure now that he was deeply in love with Anne-Marie, and she was the only woman for him, and he had to take this romantic opportunity. He turned towards her, and put his arm round her neck so it nestled on his shoulder, and they were face to face. Their bodies were touching almost all the way down to their knees. His cock was nestling between her legs rubbing up against her warm damp vagina. They lay like that for a few moments, their tongues intertwined, and he was enjoying the feel of her firm young breasts against his chest.

After a few moments she lifted her head and rolled him over on to his back. She pushed one of her nipples into his mouth. It was as hard as a bullet and he nibbled it with his teeth. The effect was almost violent as her body responded vigorously, to the sensations she was obviously experiencing. After about two minutes she lifted her torso, and put her hand down to guide his cock into her incredibly warm and tight love tunnel. She gradually eased her body down as his cock penetrated as far as it could go. This was the girl Tony had come to love in only ten days. The feelings she was generating were out of this world, as she lay down on top of him, her breasts on his chest, gently rotating her hips as she started passionately kissing him again. Then she sat up, and started moving up and down on his cock her head thrown back as she savoured every inch of his cock as it entered her. Tony managed with her help to penetrate deeper, and deeper, and he could feel every inch of her with every penetration.

It was only seconds later that her first orgasm came, followed in quick succession by a series of more violent orgasms. Tony could feel her juices running down his legs as quickly joining her he quickly came in a long orgasm of his own. He seemed to be pumping into her for a very long time, before they both collapsed breathing heavily on to the blanket. They lay their for about ten minutes before he slipped out of her, and she reluctantly got to her feet. Silently she slipped on her dress and left, motioning to Tony to stay where he was. Tony quickly dressed in the cramped space and waited. Anne-Marie returned after about five minutes with a mug of very strong hot coffee. Tony followed her out into the bright morning sunlight, as he drank his coffee, she pointed to a horse trough, telling him that was where he could freshen up. Tony took the opportunity to splash water over his face, and hands, immediately feeling fresher just as Janine came out the farmhouse door smiling warmly at him, as she crossed the yard towards him pointedly ignoring Anne-Marie and started chatting to him.

An hour later Tony and Anne-Marie were sat together on a local bus, joining the morning exodus of local people carrying chickens and vegetables to market. They sat close together like two lovers as they made their way in the drizzling rain towards Zeebrugge. Anne-Marie had valid travel documents as a German citizen, and Tony's had been skillfully made by experts, so they had little worries in that respect. The resistance had provided two escorts, who sat well at the back of the bus. One of them was the beautiful Janine, and the other her older brother. Tony was a little bothered by Janine, and her persistence, who despite being told that Anne-Marie was his wife, still seemed determined to 'come on' to him at every opportunity. They had no problem at the check points, the mixture of Gendarmes and Wehrmacht seemed totally bored and fed up with their job, and seemed to be quite casual in their inspection of the identity papers. They arrived at her home without incident, and he was impressed with Anne-Maries small apartment. It was very feminine in decor, and it was nice to be able to relax with a glass of wine. Anne-Marie had a quick shower and left to make her way to the local Headquarters where her controller was based.




A Spy Too Far Pt. 02



Prologue

This story is purely fictional story, although some instances quoted, actually did happen during the wartime period. This is a follow on from Part. 

Precise of Part 1 

In 1940/1941 the British were losing vast amounts of Merchant shipping to the U Boats. The situation was desperate. At the time Lt Commander Tony Nash VC was in command of a Submarine HMS Tenacious, when Anne-Marie a French double agent, and someone at the Admiralty, discovered that he had a German mother and English father and that he was fluent in the German language. He also had a number of relatives still living in Berlin. 

The plan was hatched that Anne-Marie would marry Tony and they would defect to France in the hope that Tony could convince the Nazis that he was defecting. His task was somehow get hold of the German U Boat codes. 

After they defected the Germans were delighted that a British war hero had defected, but they believed that Anne-Marie his wife, was now surplus to requirements and had her assassinated.

Co-incidently the British happened to capture a surrendered U boat, (U110) and get the Enigma codes and all the signal books so they aborted the operation. But it was too late and the Nazis subsequently hatched a plan for Tony to marry one of Hitler's nieces. The propaganda was too good for them to miss and they were prepared to exploit it for all it was worth.

During his time in Germany Tony regularly dined with Hitler many high German officers. He was feted by the German people and it was decided he should join Admiral Doenitz's staff as an advisor. However on his trip to the coast, Tony managed to escape although wounded back to the UK. Part 2 takes over when he leaves hospital 

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Chapter 1:

Sick leave

Five weeks after his landing back in the UK with Christmas approaching fast, Tony's long stay in hospital was over. He was now ready for his convalescence. He said goodbye to Joan his companion from the intelligence branch, who had been staying with him to retrieve every bit of vital information that she could glean from him. He was taken to Haslar Hospital near Portsmouth by ambulance, with a close escort of plain clothes Policemen. After the medical, which fortunately gave him an all clear, he went to report to Captain Submarines at the submarine base at HMS Dolphin which was close to the hospital, and also to renew some old acquaintances. It was at this point that Captain Submarines told him the inside story about the capture of the Enigma machine by HMS Boxer from U110, and the reason for his abortive recall..

Tony was very bitter about the lack of communication at the Admiralty, that had put him and Anne-Marie in such danger all for nothing. He pointed out bitterly that Anne-Marie lost her life because of Admiralty bungling. Had they acted more quickly then Anne-Marie would still be alive 

At Haslar Hospital he had been given a very rigid Psychological and Physical examination, to ascertain whether the experience has caused any lasting damage to his ability as a Royal Naval Officer. But as he explained it had been easy to live the lie, as there was no-one alive to betray him, except poor Janine who was now dead. 

On Sunday December 7th 1941 the whole focus of the war changed, the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbour. Almost simultaneously Japanese troops landed in Malaysia. The next day Hitler foolishly declared war on the United States which brought the comment from one of the officers in the wardroom at HMS Dolphin. Hitler has made three big mistakes, and if we can't win the bloody war now, we don't deserve to. The fact that he did not persevere with the air war in the Battle of Britain, then he stupidly attacked Russia, and now by declaring war on the United States he has surely ensured his eventual downfall."

Tony's sudden and unexpected re-appearance at HMS Dolphin had caused a lot of surprise, as his return to the UK had not formally been made public. One of his friends said caustically. "I was not sure whether I should shoot you or buy you a drink."

To his friends it was a complete surprise. Even William Joyce now known as Lord Haw-Haw in his nightly broadcasts, was quite bitter and really scathing about the way in which the Partisans had executed him. 

Obviously his safe arrival back in the UK had not been pecked up by the Germans.

He was informed that the official announcement was to be made shortly. Tony cynically commented that he hoped that it would be, as he did not need to be shot by a keen eyed policeman after what he had just been through 

After everyone had got over their initial surprise at seeing him again, he was the target for some very close questioning about how he had got on with Hitler and Goering, and some of the other notable Nazi' leaders, from colleagues, but in the main, most of his colleagues accepted that his experiences must be a matter of Official Secrets, and perhaps even after the war, some parts of his abortive operation would have to remain a closely guarded secret, at least for a time.

It was pointed out to him that his return would now put him in great personal danger, as through the large network of double agents that within hours of the BBC announcing his safe return to the UK, the government had learned that orders had gone out to all agents and Nazi sympathisers in the UK for his extermination, with a large financial reward being offered for either his capture or death. Somehow Nazi Germany had to restore their lost credibility in the eyes of their own population, and the World at large .

He was continually asked by many officers "Why did you not kill Hitler when you had the chance?" Tony normally replied "Think about it a bit. If I could have done, I would still not have done it, because they might then have elected someone who did not make so many stupid mistakes, and that would give them a much better chance of winning the bloody war." 

He had a further long visit with Mr. Broughton from the Admiralty, who sympathised with him over his bitterness about Admiralty communications, and sending him and Anne-Marie on an abortive operation. He said that HMS Bulldog did not send details of their capture as they would not take the risk of their signals being reads by the enemy

He explained that the Admiralty would announce his safe return from a highly successful operation, in Nazi Germany in the next 48 hours, before he was due to go on leave. He also pointed out that the Admiralty had decreed that his seafaring days were finished, at least until Germany had been defeated, pointing out that if he was taken prisoner, it would mean a certain execution for him.

Mr. Broughton expressed his concern that he was he was probably in much more danger now than he had been whilst in Nazi Germany, as their were still a large number of Nazi sympathisers and agents still in the UK. Many had come in via Dunkirk and been caught, but there were still a few who were unaccounted for. In particular there was a hardcore of IRA sympathisers, who were prepared to actively work for the Nazi regime. Mr. Broughton explained that they were pleased that he would be going on leave to a country village, which gave the security services a better chance to catch any would be assassins than in a city. The security people would be there to protect him, but they would be watching for any strangers in the village as well as fully co-operating with the local County Police Force to ensure his safety. 

In a way he commented as he was putting on his coat to take his leave "You will be like the cheese in the trap to catch the mouse, it will help us to entrap any Nazi sympathisers, so there is a good excuse to deploy a lot of resources to look after your security."

His old boat Tenacious was out on patrol, also his ex First Lieutenant Bill had been made Lieutenant Commander and put in command of an "S "Class Submarine, and he too was also out on patrol He had been very successful so far, and had been on a special operation, and had sunk a couple of enemy ships in another patrol. However, it was wartime, and it was sad that several of his oldest friends had not returned from their patrols. Their boats apparently being the casualties of war, as they were now long overdue.

After a very pleasant visit, Tony was free to go home on sick leave pending further appointment. His kit would follow, being brought to his home by the Red Cross. He was escorted discreetly by four plain clothes police officers who would be responsible for his security. Tony arrived at the local station by the morning milk train. at 5.0 am in the morning. just as the all clear was being sounded following a raid on the Bristol docks. Fortunately, the Red Cross had been able to get a message through to Jean his cousin, that he was on his way, and she had waited on a freezing snow covered railway station all night, as the trains were very irregular, and she was not going to take the chance of missing him.

Anyone seeing their reunion would have thought that they were lovers, and not just first cousins. She told him that she had received a long visit, from some security people, and the local police, who wanted a complete lay out of the farm and the local area, and that everyone was taking the issue of his security very seriously. She was quite concerned about all the fuss, which was being made, which quite rightly, made her think Tony was in some sort of danger. But she worried because she did not know the real reason for it. When Tony explained she understood, and Tony introduced him to the four police officers who had accompanied him..

Tony had been asked by the special police to keep them informed of his movements, but otherwise they would not intrude on his movements, or activities. They did however ask him to inform them if he was going anywhere outside the village or to visits like military hospitals for a check-up to give them plenty of notice if possible. 

It was good to be home, and despite the war, his cousin Jean prepared a wonderful breakfast for him. It was good to enjoy some real Wiltshire bacon and eggs and a proper mug of tea, in his own farm house kitchen. For the first time, sitting at home at the kitchen table with a proper breakfast Tony began to appreciate, the danger he had been in, and realise how lucky he had been to survive. 

Jean asked about his family especially Rolf his cousin, who had been a regular visitor to the farm before the war, but Tony had not seen him during his visit, as his squadron was operating on the Russian front. Tony had always thought that Jean had a bit of a crush on Rolf when they were kids, and he and Tony had been really good mates. 

Tony was also delighted to see a couple of new faces at the breakfast table. The Ministry of Agriculture had allocated two land girls to the farm. They were both London born and bred, and had never seen a real cow in their lives before they came to work at the farm. Jean was really pleased with them; they had taken to life on the farm like ducks to water. 

The girls were not in any way shy and they obviously liked flirting which annoyed Jean a little by the look of annoyance on her face.

Rose the youngest one had lost her parents recently, in a raid on London, and Betty had come straight from an orphanage, and had no known family. They were both quite pretty girls, and worked well together. They were living in two self contained apartments over the stables, and had made themselves quite comfortable, although they took their meals in the main house with the family.

Tony had a walk round the farm yard after breakfast, savoring the odor of fresh cow dung that hung in the morning air, and he had an enjoyable visit to the dairy for several glasses of fresh cold milk, that had just come through the water cooler, before it went into the milk churns for the daily collection by the local dairy The smells brought back memories of more pleasant times for him.

Even his old favourite cart horse Bandit was still working, and seemed to remember him. Jean explained that they now had five horses working, but Bandit was only on light work now because of his age.

The weather had been quite warm for December, until the snow arrived later that day which thawed quickly to be followed by clear skies and a hard frost, with more snow being forecast for later in the month, and speculation was rife for a white Christmas. The days were longer as with double British Summertime in operation, it was possible to work later in the evenings, although the mornings were dark until later. The Luftwaffe despite losing the Battle of Britain were now making good use of the long winter nights with occasional lightning forays on military targets and some cities.

There had only been one bomb dropped locally at a farm two miles away recently, and the only casualty had been a wild rabbit. Jean told him with some amusement that the farmer a friend of hers now had quite a large crater in the field adjoining the farmhouse. He was delighted as he had intended to make a pond, so that he could keep some ducks, and so a lot of the work had been done for him, but he was not amused at having to replace all his windows in the farmhouse. His baby son had slept all the way through the noise and was perfectly all right. 

Shortages of food were now being experienced by the population at large, but being a country village. With clothes and most food products being rationed, but there was always plenty of fresh produce available, plenty of rabbits, chicken and eggs and the odd pig got slaughtered, and sold quietly without ration cards. Things like Sugar and Butter in particular were in short supply although most dairy farms managed to make a reasonable butter for their own consumption. Some farms had plighted fields and planted Potatoes and vegetables, a thought which Jean was considering 

Tony made himself known to the farm workers who had not met him before, Most of whom were past the age for military call-up, but they had already lost three younger men to the army, and several younger men were awaiting their calling up papers.. So the land girls were a useful and very welcome addition. They had been promised one more girl, but she had not yet arrived. Tony took the first couple of days quite easy, just helping with little jobs around the farm, when he felt like it.

To the surprise of everyone, he started to get up for early morning milking, and quite impressed the girls, with the fact that he still retained his ability to milk a cow. On the second morning Tony had been busy mucking out the cowshed after the morning milking, and when he returned to the kitchen, he found a young attractive lady sitting there talking to Jean.

She was introduced to him as Mrs. Angie Drake. She was about 25 and slim with nice features, long blonde hair and quite a pleasant personality. and were the tenants of Lower Hill farm house, which was the other side of the wood, and which actually belonged to Tony. He was quite intrigued with Angie, and in talking found that she had been a second officer in the WRNS, but having become pregnant, and married she was discharged. She did however, subsequently lose the baby. Her husband was a serving naval officer, and had just started his submarine training at HMS Dolphin.

Christmas was just ten days away and Jean was working hard at preparing food for Christmas, and some rations had been carefully saved for the occasion, living on a farm gave them some advantages. It was always easy to get a chicken, and most vegetables were grown in the farm garden. The combined ration cards allowed a few luxuries and even a Christmas cake appeared as Jean got busy in the kitchen.

In the run up to Christmas, the farm sold a vast number of chicken privately to local residents, and to the local butcher Plus a lot of Holly and Mistletoe from the Orchard. They had to keep a close watch as Black Marketeers were rife and would occasionally raid farms to see what they could steal.

Any strange traffic after was quickly noted and the word passed to local farmers by the police, many of whom would sit somewhere quietly at night, with a loaded shotgun. 

The following Saturday morning, Tony decided that he would stroll over to Lower Hill farm to take a look at his old home. He took the shortest route, using the public footpath across the various pastures, and through the boundary wood. Jean who managed both farms in his absence used Lower Hill farm, basically for beef production and for egg production. Keeping Upper Hill farm for the milking herd which was closer to home and the village. Currently the milking herd was in the region of about 125 head, so hand milking twice a day was a massive task, and assisted by one or to local part time workers. Calving was one of the main problems with on occasion, someone having to stay awake to assist cows having birth in the middle of the night. But most of the calving happened in the spring and summer when the calves had a better chance of survival. 

Tony that morning had just entered the wood by the main path, when he heard a blast from a shotgun nearby. He moved cautiously towards the sound, and came into a clearing. It had taken him about four minutes to arrive at the scene. There was a scuffle going on between a young man in the clearing, who was attempting to molest a young girl. Tony recognised the girl as Maria. She was the daughter of a deceased farm worker called Pedro, who had worked for the farm before the war, in 1938 he had been killed in a farm accident. He had fallen into a hay rake when hay making. The horse had panicked and by the time it had been caught he was dead. His daughter Maria had been allowed to stay on at the cottage and at one time had been a former girl friend of Tony's.

The family had originally come to the UK to avoid the civil war in Spain. and Maria still lived free of rent in the farm cottage, she and her father had lived in. She had been brought up in England, and had elected to stay here after her father had died. She occasionally helped out on the farm, as a part time worker, especially, during hay making, and other busy times. Maria had been Tony's very first love, when they were teenagers. She had the typical Mediterranean colouring and temperament. She was a pretty girl, and Tony could see that she had matured, although he had not seen much of her in the years since the outbreak of war.

Tony shouted to the man to move off. He backed off, and as he did so, he pointed the shotgun at Tony.

" Mind your own f..... g business" he snarled.

"What are you doing with that gun?" Tony asked.

"I'm shooting fucking rabbits idiot." He snarled.

"You do not have permission to shoot on this land, and I suspect you do not have a gun licence anyway, and if I am right, you have stolen that gun from the Lower Hill farm gun cabinet which was locked."

"So what in f..... g hell is it to do with you? He retorted.

"For one thing it is my land, and secondly that gun is my gun, and was locked in the gun cabinet at Lower Hill farm when I last saw it. And thirdly, I advise you to put that gun down on the floor, and step back unless you want to be killed yourself. If you look at the label on the butt of that gun, you will see that it is currently marked as unsafe for use, and is more danger to you than to any rabbits. 

By this time "Maria visibly shaken had come to stand by him as he was speaking. She took hold of his hand. As Tony had been speaking, they had both noticed two plain clothes policemen appear in the bushes just behind the stranger, although the stranger had apparently already realised who Tony was. He was however, unaware of the police behind him, and Tony was fairly sure that they were armed police, who like him, had been attracted by the shot and Tony knew were part of his security squad.

As he hesitated Tony said. "You can treat that as an order Lieutenant. I could also have you court-martialed for being out of uniform in wartime and not carrying your respirator."




A Spy Too Far Pt. 02



For the first time Tony saw a flicker of uncertainty on his face, and he quickly put the gun down on the grass. The police stepped back without being seen, seeing the gun was being grounded.

"I presume you are Commander Nash, the traitor. Sir"

"Yes I am Commander Nash VC- Tony said. I am not, nor never have been a traitor Lieutenant, although you may have thought so, with all the publicity surrounding my mission."

"Then why sir may I ask are you also out of uniform Sir."

"For your information, I am requested by the Admiralty not to wear uniform, at this time for a specific security reason. Now I suggest that you return home, and put your uniform on. Leave the gun here, I will look after it."

With a furious look in his direction the Lieutenant turned and moved away. The two security men behind him had now faded back into the trees, having been convinced Tony was not under any real threat. Tony decided to escort Maria home, and leave his visit to Lower Hill farm to another day, when the husband was not at home either.

Maria had been his teenage sweetheart, and at one time, he was sure that the village gossips had expected them to marry. If it had not been for the war maybe they might have. It was at one of the villages Saturday night regular dances, or hops, as they were called when Tony first saw Maria on the other side of the room. For the first time, Tony realised just how really beautiful she was, and eventually he screwed up enough courage to ask her for a dance.

From then on she became his regular date, and she also became the first girl that Tony had been intimate with. For both of them it had been the first time, and not unusually, as Tony reflected it had been rather a disaster. But from that day on their love making improved with regular practice, and like most teenagers Tony managed to get hold of some reading material that gave them some guidance.

On the way back to her cottage Maria asked him about the two men who had appeared behind the Lieutenant. Tony told her "They think my life is in danger for having made a fool of the Nazi's and Hitler himself. If he had not put the gun down they would have been quite in order to shoot him."

She said that she had heard the news of his return on the Radio, she said. many people in the village had not believed that you had defected, and were a traitor, people here also took a lot of nasty teasing from other nearby villages about us being a nest of Nazi traitors here. The local cricket match nearly became a war zone "

Then she told him how the incident had happened. Apparently, Lieutenant Drake had accosted her, and had attempted to have his way with her several times in the past. The more she told him, the more Tony was convinced that Lieutenant Drake was quite an unsavory character.

It was apparently worse on weekends, when he was on weekend leave, that was when he normally appeared in the village, and twice he had been the subject of complaints of drunkenness by local people. Several local girls had complained of his behaviour, and on two occasions recently, the police had been called to Lower Hill farm as a result of complaints of drunken shouting, when local passers by complained of the noise.

On the walk back to her cottage Tony soon realised just how much Maria had developed over the years. She was a very beautiful young lady. She dressed well, and her beautiful Spanish complexion, and dark flashing eyes, beautiful white teeth and a lovely warm smile, were a real turn on. 

Maria told him she had not married. She had not really had a serious boyfriend for a long time. When they got to her cottage, Maria, had given him a long searching look and said.

"Are you coming in?"

Not unexpectedly inside the cottage Maria turned put her arms round his neck and her mouth up to be kissed, and they soon found themselves in a big clinch. Maria had always worn very exotic Spanish perfumes, and their was no doubt, this more mature Maria was a very desirable lady. 

She made some tea and sat down next to him on the settee, which meant that their bodies were touching. They talked for a long time, and she was telling him about her war work. But as time went on they both became increasingly more and more aware of each others body pressing close to each other.

Once she leaned forward to pick up her tea cup and the front of her blouse fell forward and Tony got a good look at her full breasts and prominent nipples. He was also mesmerised by the smell of her exotic perfume. Maria always favoured the strong smelling perfumes that Spanish girls seemed so fond of. Tony wondered how she managed to get a supply in wartime.

It did not take long for Tony to start feeling very randy, being in such close proximity to Maria and he suspected that Maria was deliberately trying to get him interested, as she sat even closer. Then she put her mouth up again and threw her arms round his neck for a kiss. She knew the effect she was having on him, and she had never got Tony out of her system. Her thigh touched his and she placed one hand onto his knee and then she looked up at him with her face just inches away. Suddenly they were kissing again, but this time with much more passion. Her free hand was undoing his fly buttons and releasing his cock from his pants.

They kissed very much with the unrestrained passion as they had done when they were teenagers, penetrating each others mouth with their tongues. She started unbuttoning his shirt, and she kissed him on the neck moving lower as she undid successive buttons. Her tongue searching and licking his nipples She pursed her lips around one and sucked hard. It felt good. Tony put his hand inside her blouse and cupped Maria's breasts, playing with he nipples before bending forward and sucking on each one in turn. 

Soon they were both fully undressed and their clothes were lying in a heap on the floor. She bent down to his cock, and fastened her lips around the head of his cock. Something they had never done as a teenager. Tony couldn't quite believe what was happening. Maria had hated doing this when they were teenagers, and Tony presumed that she had found other lovers in his absence. He looked down at her dark hair, as her head bobbed up and down. She stopped and looked up at him with a beautiful smile on her face, and without speaking stood up and took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

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In the bedroom, they lay on the bed and she took his cock in her mouth once again. She caressed his scrotum and teased his rectum with her finger- tips. The pleasure she was providing was intense. She made him come so hard Tony thought his head would burst. He could not restrain himself and he came in her mouth without thinking. He thought he would never stop coming. When Tony did she looked up at him with a smile and said.

"Welcome home my darling Tony"

She snuggled up next to him and said, "Tony I want you to make love to me now just like we used to do. I have missed you so much."

Tony kissed her long and passionately, and rolled her onto her back, as he mounted her his cock now hard again thrust into her waiting pussy. They settled into a rhythm and their combined lust took charge as Maria clung on to him tightly. Her eyes were closed. Her hips gyrated up and down against his.. After only a few minutes of this she arched her back, raising herself off the bed and she came with a long drawn out moan.

After a short rest and she lay with her head on his shoulder like they had used to as teenagers They were soon both ready again. She propped herself on her knees and elbows and they fucked doggie-style. While plunging into her from behind Tony came again, and so did she. Tony rested on his back for a while and his cock now soft had slid out of her.

They ate a light lunch and talked about the old days. Then they were kissing again, and she was fondling his hardening cock. As once again passion took control of them.. It was late afternoon when Tony left to go home.

When Tony left he put his arm round her and gave her a big kiss, and a hug. Tony felt a bit guilty about the fact that he had never thought to keep in touch with her. He was still very fond of her.

Before parting she whispered. "Darling its lovely to have you back, and soon we must start thinking about the wedding."

Tony did not have the nerve to say anything in response, and he walked home in a state of shock. He could see how she had come to the conclusion that Tony still wanted to marry her. But how was he going to let her down gently?

Next Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Tony Meets Angie

When Tony got walked into the kitchen. Tony found that Henry Drakes wife Angie was sitting in the kitchen talking to Jean. Tony told her about the incident that morning, and asked Angie how he had got hold of the gun. 

She told him, that her husband had broken into a bedroom; that had been left locked, by using some sort of skeleton key he had got hold of. The room had been kept locked, because it contained items of sentimental value, furniture and documents which were private, and other items such as the gun which was locked in a fire arms cabinet. The gun was never intended to be used again, but had been the property of his father. Tony had kept it for sentimental reasons.

The gun had been declared unserviceable and unsafe by the local gunsmith before they had locked it away. But Lieutenant Henry Drake had ignored the warning label, and taken to using it a couple of times to amuse himself.

Tony was quite bitter. "Your husband is a fool, he could have killed himself." Angie looked at Tony and said with a hint of bitterness. " Pity he didn't!." 

Jean and Tony exchanged glances and there was an ominous silence, and then Angie burst into tears. In the kitchen, after Angie had left, Jean suggested that they invite Angie over to join them for Christmas, but Tony demurred, and said that he was not prepared to put up with her husband, but Jean told him that apparently he was expecting to be on duty over Christmas and Angie would be on her own. So Tony agreed.

The next day Tony had decided that he needed to get out and meet many of his old friends. The local pub was the best place to start, but he was a little nervous about going to the pub, but he knew he would have to face the locals sooner or later. He was not sure how people would react to him. He eventually resolved that he should go late that evening, and have a pint at his usual local. He went about an hour before closing time to the 'Black Swan' fondly referred to by the locals as the 'Dirty Duck' which was the only pub in the village. He knew the pub was managed by two old school friends of his Jack and Chrissie. Like many country pubs it had an orchard at the back, with a good selection of apple tress and the landlord usually kept a couple of pigs and some chicken 

Taking a minute to gather his courage outside, he pushed the door open. Suddenly the chatter ceased, everyone had gradually gone silent, as they turned to look at him. Tony walked up to the bar, and the barman his old friend Jack Morgan who had been the landlord and Licensee since his father had passed away, rushed across with his hand held out. "Welcome back Tony - the first one is on me." As the landlord pulled Tony a pint of mild, most of the other customers started clapping. The landlords wife Chrissie came from behind the bar and put her arms round his neck and hugged him and whispered in his ear "Welcome home hero, we all knew that you were no bloody traitor."

After being bombarded with free drinks and questions Tony in the end asked Jack to ring the bell, and call for silence and Tony said. "My friends, I know you have heard some bad things about me over the past few months. But as you can see - I am back and free, and the Lords of the Admiralty have seen fit to promote me. I have just been informed that I am to be decorated by His Majesty the King although I have no details as yet. Now that is all I can really say at the present time except that I went on a mission, which was very, very important to the war effort. You are all intelligent enough to put your own interpretation on what I have told you. One day, I will be able to tell you the whole truth about my visit to Germany, and my mission, it is a very interesting story. But meanwhile Christmas is nearly here, and at least we have something to celebrate now the war is gradually turning in our favour"

Just as Tony had finished speaking, and had taken the first pull at his beer, the door flew open, the blackout curtain was pushed aside and drunken Lieutenant Henry Drake staggered into the pub. This time he was wearing uniform, although it was buttoned up incorrectly his cap was all awry and he had two companions with him, both RNVR lieutenants. They were all the worse for drink. Tony assumed that they must have been drinking in town, and just come in on the local bus service 

Henry Drake saw Tony at the bar, and he turned and had a whisper and a giggle with his two colleagues. Then walking up to him he snapped to attention and did the Nazi salute and said. "Guten Abend mein Herr."

He bent over laughing hilariously, with his elbows resting on the bar. The other two were looking at Tony nervously, the pub had gone quiet and they did not see Jack swing a bottle over on Henry Drakes head. He collapsed on to the floor, while the rest of the patrons gave a round of applause.

The one officer turned round and said. "What happened?"

"He somehow banged his head on my bottle" Jack the barman said.

The officer sprang at Jack and pulled his fist back. "Why you bastard."

Tony managed to catch his fist.

"Pick him up and get outside all three of you."

Turning to Jack. Tony asked. "Is Fred Dawes still the local copper?"

"Yes Tony"

"Call him then please."

When the police arrived. Tony asked that he put the three of them in the cells for the night.

They were taken away with the help of a few of the locals in the pub; Tony finished his beer quickly and said "Goodnight."

Tony called in to see Henry Drakes wife Angie on the way home, to explain what had happened.

She answered the door still fully dressed.

She invited Tony in, and he told her the sequence of events that led to their incarceration for the night.

She seemed very relieved, but then she broke down into tears. It took him some time to appreciate, that it was tears of relief. She had been dreading the thought of the three of them coming back drunk. She then went on to explain briefly how she became married to Henry Drake.

She said "Tony I think I should tell you my story. I was stationed at RNB Portsmouth, when I went out on a few dates with Henry. The first two three times he was very polite, and the perfect gentleman. Then he wanted sex, and I refused. Then in his rage he raped me, in an alleyway. I screamed for help, but no-one heard me. I was a virgin, and he was very rough. The long and the short of it was that he made me pregnant. The two sets of parents got together, and they had a very acrimonious meeting but both agreed that we marry for the sake of the baby." 

I lost the baby three months ago it was stillborn. Now I have had enough of him. I am going to leave him."

Tony was quite incensed at what he had heard.

"Angie I would recommend that you do... I am sure that both Jean and I will help you in any way they can."

"But where do I go, and what do I do."

Tony said. "Well you have a home here for the time being. The navy will insist that Henry supports you financially until the divorce.

Meanwhile, why don't you consider rejoining the WRENS. I think from what you say that your heart is still there?

Angie soon looked a lot happier, as he was leaving she threw her arms round his neck and kissed him quite passionately. "Thank you so much Tony." Before he left, he ensured that she locked all the doors behind him. Tony was home much later than he had expected and Jean had been a little worried.

The next morning Tony telephoned Captain Submarines at HMS Dolphin and put him in the picture about the behaviour of the drunken officers. He sympathised with Tony. "I would consider sending them back to RNB normally, but we are so short of qualified navigators that we are scraping the barrel. However, would you please get them released, and order them back to barracks immediately, to report directly to me personally on their arrival."

Tony had them released, and told them that they were to report to Captain Submarines personally immediately on their arrival at Dolphin. Tony also told them.

"I am not your commanding officer, and I hope I never am. But Captain Submarines at HMS Dolphin now has your conduct and your future under close review."

The two friends of Henry Drake very shaken and with obvious hangovers apologized for their conduct, but Henry Drake stood in utter silence making no comment at all while they did so.

Tony saw Angie later, and she told him that she had dumped all their kit outside the door, and she had told her husband through the bedroom window not to come back ever again, and that she was definitely suing for a divorce. She seemed a lot happier now she had made the decision, and Tony told her to keep in touch. Jean had two men working daily from the farm, looking after the beef stock and the chickens, so Tony asked them to keep an eye on her, and let him, or the police know if she was having any problems. However, he did resolve to call and see her every day.

Over the next few days Tony and Angie became quite good friends, and he ensured that all the locks on the outer doors were locked and new bolts fitted 

On Christmas eve Angie joined them, and they all went to the midnight Christmas service in the local village church. Tony was made very welcome, by all the people who knew him. 

On Christmas day. The weather was cold with a hard frost during the previous night, but as the cows needed milking twice, and all the livestock had to be fed and watered, as well as the five cart horses needed for the farm work which were turned out for a couple of hours in the yard while their stalls were cleaned out, they all needed some exercise daily, but with everyone helping, all the essential work except milking, had been finished by early afternoon.

Afternoon milking was brought forward a little and everyone settled down to a late Lunch/Dinner in the late afternoon just in time to hear the Kings broadcast on the Radio.. Tony's two security men on duty were invited in for dinner, and the evening for a few drinks. 

The house was decorated with lots of Holly and Mistletoe. The Mistletoe was plentiful in the orchard and there were a number of Holly bushes and Christmas Trees in the wooded area, and a lot had been harvested and sent to the local markets before Christmas .

In the evening all the employees were invited to come for a party and the local girls kept Tony and the other young men home on leave from the forces busy under the Mistletoe. Presents had been handed round from under the Christmas tree, and everyone went to bed happy that Christmas had been uneventful for them. 

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The New Year came and went with a few air raid warnings, and a heavy fall of snow, which the local children enjoyed for two days before the thaw set in. Despite the war and rationing most people managed to enjoy the festivities.

New Year celebrations were muted with no firework displays, except for an air raid warning and plenty of searchlights over the Bath and Bristol area. But for Tony life on the farm became a little boring. He found it hard to relax, and his mind kept switching back to his late wife Anne-Marie, and how she had been so ruthlessly assassinated, and how she would have enjoyed Christmas at the farm.

Although initially it had been a marriage of convenience to give them cover for the operation, and their first meeting had not gone well, they had fallen deeply in love. He knew in his heart that if he ever had a chance to meet the Nazi who gave the order for her assassination, he knew that he could kill him and not have one seconds remorse. 




A Spy Too Far Pt. 02



Meanwhile back home Tony had become increasingly quite impressed by the competence of the two young land girls Rose and Betty. Rose had attracted his attention almost as soon as he had met her. She was extremely beautiful. She had long blonde hair and nice blue eyes. Her features were almost perfect, and she had a slim figure with breasts that seemed about right. She was an extrovert with the irrepressible cockney wit Betty on the other hand was also a blonde, but she was a sort of tall dizzy blonde, very sexy and with a much quieter personality than Rose. 

He had found in the first few days of his leave, that it was hard for him to lay in bed mornings, and he was a naturally early riser. Most mornings Tony would get up at 05.30 and he enjoyed giving a hand with the early morning milking. The two girls worked well together, and they had soon formed a friendship. It was not long, before they all started playing little practical jokes on one another. But Jean for some reason did not like him getting too friendly with the girls. In fact Betty commented she seemed almost jealous.

However, one day when she was just expressing her feelings forcibly to Tony when without warning, they were invaded by the arrival of about twenty press men from National newspapers, all wanting an interview. Apparently they had been tipped off by a series anonymous phone calls on his whereabouts Tony told them. "If I told you what happened you would not be allowed to print it." But he did tell them in general terms that the operation had been even more successful than they had ever anticipated in the beginning, although he knew in his heart, as did the Admiralty it had been a total waste of time and lives."

While he was speaking, he had noticed two men at the back of the crowd, something about them raised his suspicions, they did not look like press men, in fact they seemed to show a total lack on interest in what he was saying. But Tony was not alone in his suspicions, as he noticed that one of the security police was standing at the back of the crowd watching these two men carefully. Tony stopped the questioning, and looking towards them asked "Excuse me what publication do you two represent?" The men did not answer but turned and walked away very quickly.

One press man said when asked . They told me that they were here from the Ministry" and Tony saw one of the two security men that were on duty, follow them from the yard.

After a while, the Press people quickly dispersed, and Tony turned to Rose who had been watching the proceedings with interest. Despite the press arriving he was a bit troubled over Jeans comments, so Tony suggested to Rose that perhaps they ought to be less intimate when Jean was around.

"Wow. "Rose said. I must have missed that. When were we last intimate, and did I enjoy it?"

Tony laughed at the way she had deliberately taken his words out of context. But he was sure that she had got the message.

"Perhaps Tony dear." she said irrepressibly as she hooked her arm in his as they crossed the farm yard to the milking parlour. "Perhaps we could do it again sometime boss. Next time I promise to remember?" She said as she brushed past him, with part of her hand, she playfully brushing her hand against his groin.

That very evening Tony went to the pub, as was his now daily habit, and as Tony was talking to Jack the Landlord. Jack was just beginning to tell him, that there were two strangers asking about him the previous evening just after he had left. From Jacks description they sounded very much like the two strangers who had been at the press conference that morning. Jack said "One sounded as though he could be Southern Irish by his accent." Just as they were debating the subject of his security, Rose walked in. Tony's eyes nearly popped out of his head. She was dressed in a longish black skirt almost reaching her ankles. She had a wide black fashion belt her shoes were about three inch high heels, which showed off her silk stockinged calves to great advantage. Her white low neck blouse showed her breasts, and figure to perfection. Her long blonde hair was tied behind in a bow with a black velvet bow tie, and her make-up was applied with great care. She had a long fur coat over her shoulders which she shrugged off and hung up on a peg near the door.

She then walked up to Tony as he stood at the bar. "Good evening boss."

"Hi Rose - you look absolutely lovely." Tony told her.

"Thank you boss. Will you buy this lovely lady a drink then please?"

All evening, she stayed with him gently flirting, assisted by Jacks wife Chrissie an ex girlfriend of Tony's, who joined in the laughs and was almost as bad as Rose. Rose's dry cockney humour had them all in stitches. Even the arrival of the local ARP warden telling them that the sirens had just gone, did nothing to suppress her wit and the mood of the party. 

On a slow walk back to the farm at closing time, she had possessively hooked her arm in his. Arriving back at the farm, he saw that the house was blacked out because of possible air raids, and all seemed very quiet. The searchlights had all disappeared, and the all clear had sounded while they were walking back home.

They stopped to talk by the stables barn, where Rose had her little apartment . Thanks for lovely evening boss; it only wants one thing to make it perfect.

"What's that? Tony asked.

She put her arms up round his neck and Rose standing on tip toe kissed him. Then she said. "Boss dear, you said that we had been intimate before, but I don't remember, and it is driving me mad. I think you must show me what I have missed.

"Are you really sure?" Tony asked.

She brushed his groin with her hand again, his cock was already erect. I think I am about as sure as you are darling man." Once again Tony had the benefit of her arms round his neck and another long passionate kiss.

She then caught hold of his hand and pulled him towards the stairs and her bedroom.

"Now with the door locked she said "You must earn your release darling, and if you do well, then I will let you help me with the milking in the morning." "

"What if I do not do well?" Tony asked in a whisper.

"I was afraid you might ask that."

"Well I just might just chain you to the bed and come back after milking is over to give you more practice."

"What an incentive." Tony muttered as he took her in his arms.

They undressed quietly not to wake Betty in the next room.

They were soon in her bed. Her lithe young body in his arms. Kissing him passionately. Her groin rubbing avidly against his hardness, until she reached down and took his cock in her hands. She murmured, as she took his cock into her warm wet mouth, and started to work magic with her lips and tongue. Tony's hands went to her head holding her in position, as his body responded to this lovely oral attack. He knew that he could not hold out against this type of provocation for long. Almost immediately he came to full hardness. Rose was obviously a very happy and very experienced girl. After a few minutes, she very professionally straddled him, and with the expertise born of practice, she guided his cock to the entrance of her love tunnel, settling down on to him gradually. Tony could feel his cock being embraced in her warm wet pussy.

Her pussy muscles were already working on his cock , as she started to move slowly up and down on him. First, gripping and relaxing, and then bringing him to the point where he almost came in seconds, but then she slowed down, as she leaned over on to him forcing a nipple into his mouth. "Tony suck me please" She murmured. Tony was only too glad to oblige as he strained to suppress the first stirrings in his groin. 

Then her lips pressed down on to his for a long passionate kiss As she then she again sat upright, and leaned back slightly with her hands on the bed, bringing a whole myriad of new sensations to their love making. The new sensations were fantastic for both of them, and Tony knew from her reaction that her first orgasms were beginning. It was only seconds later that she moaned out loud, as the first waves of pleasure started a whole series of orgasmic spasms. In the next few hours, Tony found her capacity for sex almost matched his.

It was about 04.30 am when Tony awoke after about an hours sleep as Rose got up for early morning milking. "Stay there darling." She whispered. ' "I'm not finished with you yet." Tony turned over, as always willing to obey orders - especially from a pretty girl. He was very tired after a hectic night of making love and for the first time since he had come home he missed milking.

Jean was very brusque with both him and Rose that morning at a late breakfast, and so Tony decided to get away from the frigid atmosphere of the farm house and go to see Angie. She seemed a little depressed. Angie made him a cup of coffee and they started talking. Then she said. "Last night someone was moving around in the farmyard quite late, but I looked out the window, and I could not see anything."

Tony could see she was worried, so he decided to have a look round the farm buildings. Everything seemed to be in order, until he visited what had used to be the stables. There were definite signs of someone sleeping on the hay there. When Tony went back to the house he told her ' I think it could be a tramp who was dossing down in the stables. I will sleep out there myself tonight."

"No you can't do that, you stay here with me. Tony, I don't want to be alone." She burst into tears, and without thinking; Tony put his arms round her. She turned her tear stained face up to him, and Tony found himself kissing her. Somehow that resulted in them moving to the bedroom. As they entered the bedroom, she turned to him, and said. "Tony please don't think I am taking advantage of you. I am getting a divorce as you know. But everything I know about you has made me want you. I really want you to make love to me and stay with me tonight."

"I like it." Tony said, kissing her gently. His hands running down her body as she snuggled up to him.

"Do you think I am a fast woman?

"No. It is obvious you are not happy, and I think you deserve better."

"I have never been with another man before - only Henry." Angie said.

She returned his kiss with passion and gave him a quick hug.

"You know Tony," she said, as she paused. "I could really fall for you in a big way."

Tony felt his cock harden as Angie held out her hands to him. She came into his arms and kissed him lightly on the lips. Then she stood back and looked down at his erection. She gave a little moan of contentment as once again she slid into his arms, smothering his face with kisses. Her erect nipples pushed into his chest as they kissed, and then she said

"I think I have fallen in love with you" She whispered, as she led him towards the bed and pushed him down.

She stood there, looking down at his erect cock. Then she joined him on the bed, their bodies just touching. Her nipples poking into his chest like hard bullets. She wrapped her arms round his neck as he ran his hands slowly up and down the soft skin of her back. Then Tony pushed her away slightly, so that Tony he could suckle on her nipples. She moaned softly. The moan of a highly contented and happy woman.

She quite roughly pulled his head tight to her breast, obviously enjoying the sensations that were rippling through her body. She gently stroked his hair, running her fingers through it, time after time as Tony sucked harder. Tony reached down and ran his hands over her pubic hairs, carefully inserting his fingers between the wet lips of her sex. She pressed her hips hard against his stomach.

Tony could feel the moisture between her legs, as she rocked her hips.

His cock stiffened in anticipation as she pushed him back, and straddled his body. She gently brushed the mouth of her vagina against the tip of his penis, then gently guiding his cock to her vagina entrance she slowly let her body sink. Taking his cock gradually into the warm wet embrace of her love vibrating love tunnel.

Tony hugged her to him, as had taken nearly all his length inside her. They began to move their bodies in unison, in a steady synchronized movement. She pressed her body, as tightly as she could against him. As they moved Tony felt his orgasm stirring within him.

She rocked back and forth with increased urgency. Her eyes closed her head held back. Then flopping forward her tongue entwined with mine. She was like a demented soul as she forced her body on to him her hands tried to pull him even tighter against her body. Crushing her breasts against his chest. Her moans increased in volume as our tempo increased.

Then she broke the kiss with a loud moan and began grinding her hips against him with increasing passion. She shuddered and sighed, clamping down on him, her body tensing, as she climaxed. She held him tight as she flopped forward and kissed him on the mouth. A hard kiss full of unbridled passion.

After a while she leaned back, a very happy and contented look on her face. Her hands resting on his stomach. As her body still gave little twitches and she smiled a gentle satisfied smile. A look of something more than passion, more like love in her eyes. After a moment or so, she began a gentle movement pumping her body up and down again on his cock. He reached up to her fondling her breasts as the sensation of her engulfing vagina was overwhelming. They came again together in a long mind blowing climax. 

They stayed locked together for a very long time. Her head resting on his shoulder, her eyes searching his face. Her climax had been something very special in its intensity;" Tony I have never experienced anything like that before." She said quietly, still holding onto his softening cock with her vagina muscles . Tony smiled back at her, feeling a bit disappointed as she got up off him. He was feeling a little guilty.

"I hope you don't mind what we did, after all you are still a married woman, and I have talked you into committing adultery."

She smiled at him, then reached over and kissed him.

"Nope, anyway Tony, I thought I had seduced you. I will expect much more from you tonight."

Next morning Tony awoke - Angie was still asleep, and he drew the curtains back. Suddenly he was faced with an ME 109 fighter hedgehopping, and being chased by two Spitfires. From where he was standing he could see the pilots face, and for just a brief moment their eyes met. He later learned that it had been shot down some twenty miles further on. A stiff reminder that the war could still find them in such a remote country village,

On the way home from Angie's the next morning, Tony bumped into a very angry and tearful Maria. She was very angry and very abusive, as he had deliberately been keeping away from her. Tony told her, feeling very much a heel, that it was not possible for him to consider marriage while the war was still on.

"But you never come to see me. Why?" She protested angrily.

"I don't want to lead you on Maria."

But she was not at all mollified by his answer.

Tony felt very inadequate as he made the feeble excuse that he had been busy helping out on the farm, 

"From what I hear you are too busy fucking very other girl in the village Tony Nash. You just used me, and you have no intention of marrying me at all - have you?"

"I am sorry Maria but I there is a lot of things I have to sort out before I can ever consider marriage with anyone, if at all." He left her feeling very guilty, as he continued his walk home. He had to admit there was some truth in what she had said. Tony then happened to remember what Jack had been telling him the evening before about the two strangers in the pub who were asking questions about him. At the time Tony had been more interested in Rose, and getting her into bed than listening to Jack; but now it all came flooding back. To be on the safe side, Tony telephoned his security contact number, and told them what Jack had been trying to tell him. 

Jean was still angry with him and Rose was rather quiet, so Tony decided to make his way to the pub, and find out a bit more. The confrontation with Maria had also been a little unsettling. So Tony decided to visit the pub that lunch time to see what more Jack could tell him. He told Jean not to bother about lunch as he would get something at the pub. 

Arriving at the pub he found to his amazement that Jack was away from home, and that Chrissie his wife was looking after the pub alone in his absence. Chrissie had been in the same class as him at school, and he had dated her once or twice. She was a nice looking woman, and Tony was surprised that they had never had children, because he recollected even as a teenager that she had always looked forward to having children when she married .

Chrissie was flat out serving customers, and collecting empty glasses being shorthanded with Jack away. She told him, that Jack had been rushed to hospital during the night with appendicitis, so to pass the time Tony helped by collecting the empty glasses and pots for washing, and she later told him when she had a minute to spare, that Jack had been worried about the two men and had rung the police himself later.

He did not get a real chance to have a long talk to her as she was so busy serving customers. Meanwhile Tony managed to collect and wash all the empties. The pub emptied about 2.00 pm at the normal closing time, and by then she had also run out of beer. The expected delivery of beer had not arrived. It was due sometime that day, so he helped her clear up, and he gave her a hand with shining the glasses. All the time they were chatting, and she was bringing him up to date with the local gossip.

She confirmed that Jack had become very curious the day before, because they rarely had strangers in the pub, and when they started asking so many questions about Tony. It aroused his suspicions, especially, as one had a slight Southern Irish accent, and that in itself had been enough to alert him. 

As soon as they had finished Chrissie said to him "Come and have a cup of tea and a sandwich " Tony was understandably worrying a little about how Jean would react when after he stayed with Rose one night, and then Angie the next night, and then he wondered whether he was interpreting Chrissies 'come hither' signals correctly. They went into the back room, and within seconds, Tony was not quite sure how it happened but he found Chrissie in his arms kissing..

Chrissie was all over him, her hand enthusiastically and quite openly fondling his groin, and undoing his fly buttons. Her hand was quickly inside his pants to fondle his cock. Knowing automatically what was expected of him, Tony slipped his fingers between her thighs to finger the lips of her vagina. She was not wearing any panties.

She pushed them both back on the large couch, and for a time rested her head on his shoulders as she fondled his cock, occasionally reaching up to kiss him. Tony lay with his arm round her, not speaking but holding her tight. She wriggled against him happily giving a little giggle of happiness, as his fingers probed her love tunnel gently. She was obviously enjoying his attentions , as he stroked her now swollen vagina lips with his fingers. They lay there for about ten minutes as she brought me to full hardness.

"This is all wrong Chrissie." Tony murmured.

But her lips on his soon silenced him.

Tony had his arms round her shoulders and his hand cupped over her breast inside her bra fondling her nipples... 

"Please Tony. I can't wait for you any longer..."

Quickly and eagerly they undressed. Within seconds they we both lay perfectly naked on the settee. His erect cock in her hands, as she played with it; knowing and enjoying the fact that she was causing him such delicious agony.