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First Published: 13 April 2015

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How Could a Shy Wife Turn Into a Stripper Pt2
by Isabella

Story Code : M+/F, Shared Wife, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Prostitution

I woke up just before eight o'clock on Saturday morning, it had been our monthly meal night out the day before and I could only imagine that I'd hit the wine a little too hard last night because I could remember very little after our meal arrived on the table. I swung my legs out of the bed trying not to wake Johnny as neither of us had to go to work today. I needed the toilet and I needed coffee to try and quell the pounding drum in my head.

I padded towards the bathroom, I really had to be careful what I drink on our nights out, I'd obviously been very drunk the night before and it had disturbed my sleep so I felt really tired now. I'd had a very saucy dream, don't ask me where it came from but suffice it to say that I wouldn't be confessing what I'd dreamt about with any of my girlfriends or they'd drop me for being a pervert.

I was trying to remember any of the dream as I sat on the toilet seat, I started to pee and it burned or stung deep inside my vagina which was unusual, I didn't usually have any pain when I peed but in my dream I'd been fucked by a stranger with an absolutely massive cock, not long but as fat as a horse's cock and in my dream he was fucking me quite violently and for over an hour.

I reached between my thighs and wiped my cunt with toilet tissue, the pain rocketed through my body. I looked towards the medicine cabinet wondering if I had any unction or salve that I could apply to take away the sting. When my eyes passed the laundry basket I spotted three different sized bras hanging over the edge, I jumped off the toilet seat and rushed to the basket I'd emptied the basket completely before leaving home on our monthly meal out and now there were the trousers and T-shirt I'd worn to the restaurant, the comfortable knickers and bra at the bottom and on top was a short skirt, a pair of stockings, three pairs of knickers and three bras in descending sizes and my lacy suspender belt.

I couldn't stop myself crying out, "Oh my God no!" as it dawned on me that my vivid dream might not have just been a dream. I covered my face with my hands and ran into our bedroom to find Johnny just rolling out of bed.

"What's up? What happened?"

"Oh my God! How can you be so calm after what happened last night?"

Johnny swallowed me up in his arms, he tried to kiss me but I refused to remove my hands from covering my face. Johnny kissed my ear and whispered, "Chattanooga, you're totally relaxed, last night you had sex with a stranger for money but you're totally happy with that, having sex for money is just like giving a man a therapeutic massage when he's suffering from tight muscles, it's just like being a nurse, helping men out with their problems. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to count to three and snap my fingers, when I do you'll get back into bed, you'll fall asleep and go into a deep relaxing sleep for three hours and when you wake you'll feel totally relaxed, you'll be pain free and you'll be totally happy to help men out with their little problems for money! Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"One... Two ... Three!"

I went back to bed and instantly fell into a deep sleep, I didn't even hear the toilet flush after Johnny went into the bathroom and that normally woke me up every time, I didn't even feel him get back into bed with me.

I woke just after eleven o'clock in the morning, Johnny wasn't by my side and I could hear a racket from the direction of our party room that used to be our four car garage before Johnny got the idea of partitioning it up to give me a utility room, himself a tool store room and the rest of the garage was in the process of being turned into a multipurpose room for parties or discos or as a large dining room.

I opened the curtains and Red Robbo's van was parked on the drive in front of the party room. Robbo was a floor layer by trade, he had provided enough laminate flooring for the party area for just fifty pounds with the special insulating underlay to prevent the floor getting too cold from the large concrete slab that could store four cars. We got the flooring so cheaply because it was material that was over ordered for paying customers that we got instead of the tip. It was unusual because the laminate stock was three different woods, Light Oak, Elm and Beech so they laid it in alternate strips of white, cream and honey gold colours.

Now usually, if I knew that any of Johnny's mates were around helping him on one of his projects at the weekend it was my job to provide breakfast, lunch or dinner for everyone depending on when they were working but I was always careful to dress properly before leaving the bedroom if they turned up when I was in bed but today I just walked down stairs in my nighty with nothing on under it.

I went through the kitchen, I could see a plastic sheet on the patio and all of Johnny's tools were piled up on the sheet. I went out into the old garage area through the new utility room and was surprised to see that the floor had been covered in new laminate flooring, I opened the door into the passageway that ran from the party room to the back door of the garage and that too had been newly covered in laminate flooring and Johnny's tool store was now totally empty, well, empty apart from Robbo on his knees laying the last few strips of laminate flooring.

"Morning Vicky, thank God you're up, your old man's a crap host at these events!"

"You need tea or coffee Rob?"

"I could murder a coffee darling."

Robbo was looking back at my legs and as far up under my nighty as he could see, he smiled when he saw that I was watching him and then he went back to laying the flooring. I put the coffee machine on and then went into the party room to look at the mess. The room stank of sweat and sex, the air mattress was still in the centre of the room and there were four plastic chairs surrounding it almost touching the mattress.

I ran my hand over the top of the vinyl mattress and it was still damp, the little dimples on the surface that stopped it turning into one large ball rather than a mattress had collected a thick amalgam of Michael's semen, my lubricating juice and, God it came to me in a flash, Michael had fucked me so hard the night before that I'd lost control of my bladder at some point and much of what was left of the liquid sticking to the surface was my own piss.

I carried the mattress through to the back garden and laid it on the patio so I could douse it in disinfectant and hot water and give it a scrub down with my yard brush. I propped the mattress against the wall so it could drain off and dry in the fresh air.

I took three cups of coffee and put them on the garden table and then collected the four garden seats that Johnny had brought through to the party room the night before and put them back around the garden table where they belonged. It was a lovely hot sunny day so I sat out in the back garden to enjoy my first cup of coffee of the day.

Johnny and Robbo joined me at the table to drink their coffee and Robbo could hardly take his eyes off of my knees and the hem of my nighty. "Thanks for covering the concrete floor in the utility room by the way but why have you taken out all of the shelving from your tool store and laminated that floor as well, seems a waste just to keep your tools in."

"Dave's finding me a shed to keep my tools in out here in the garden; I thought my tool room might have another, more fun, use that I could put it to."

Before I could take the point further I heard the sound of a rather large vehicle pulling up outside and Johnny asked me if I could go and let Dave in. Dave was waiting by the front door to the playroom when I got there, "Hi Vicky, can you open the side gate for us, the shed's far too big to come through the house."

I left the front door open and went all the way round to open the side gate so Dave and Swin could carry the sections of the shed around the back of the house. I couldn't see Dave or Swin anywhere so I went out into the street to see if they were waiting in the lorry. It was the first time in my life that I'd been out in the street in just a nighty.

One of my neighbours, Harry Cooper, caught me out there and engaged me in conversation, while we were chatting his eyes were almost out on stalks when he realised just how much he could see through my flimsy summer nighty. Harry was like a kiddie in a sweetie shop, he didn't know where to look first and longest, there was almost dribble coming from the side if his mouth. I'd always seen Harry as a sweet seventy plus gentleman but as his eyes fixed on the ginger triangle almost glowing through the thin pink nylon of my nighty between my legs he looked more like a wolf.

I watched as Swin and Dave dragged a thick mattress covered in a heavy polythene bag off of the back of the lorry, it didn't look quite a full double bed size but was much wider than a standard single bed, the way the men struggled to carry the mattress between them it must have been really heavy and I saw that as a sign of quality but was a little confused because we didn't really need any beds, all four of our bedrooms were fully furnished already.

Johnny came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my nighty tighter to my body and accentuating my larger than average breasts, he kissed my neck and asked Harry how he was. Johnny held me there as he and Harry passed the time of day. Harry mentioned the changes to our garage; Johnny explained what we were doing and invited Harry in to take a look.

Johnny handed Harry a pint of beer in a straight glass and then showed Harry the plans that he'd had passed for the building changes and while they were talking about what was left to do I looked in Johnny's tool room. Dave and Swin had put a three-quarter sized divan base with headboard attached in the middle of the far wall and the heavy mattress on top. I had to move to one side as both men carried in a solid oak bedside cabinet each and placed one of them on each side of the head of the bed.

Five minutes later they struggled in with a heavy oak wardrobe that matched the cabinets and they put that behind the door opposite the foot of the bed. Dave ran out and Swin stopped in the room with me, "Any chance of tea or coffee Vicky?"

Dave returned with his tape measure and measured the gap between the back of the door and the side of the wardrobe that they'd just delivered, "Just enough room, Come on Swin they get the dressing table as well."

The two men went back out into the lorry and returned with a matching dressing table with a three sided mirror and placed that behind the door as well, suddenly it dawned on me that we had yet another spare bedroom so we now had a house with two people living in it and four spare bedrooms. I walked back out into the party room just in time to hear Johnny saying to Harry, "...We'd have it finished by now but we ran out of cash, Vicky gives a great erotic massage, I'm hoping that she can earn a little extra money to help pay for the lighting and everything by giving massages in the back room."

"God Johnny, when she starts can you put me down to be her first customer, I used to love going for massages whenever I was in Thailand as a young man. I never bothered to go in the UK because you pay a lot of money and can't guarantee a happy ending."

I stopped dead in my tracks, Johnny had a massive grin on his face and he slapped Harry on his back, "I think I can guarantee that if Vicky gives you a massage you'll have a happy ending."

I took two coffees out to the back yard, one for Swin and the other for Dave and I watched them erecting the new tool shed along with Robbo, it was lovely just sitting there in the sun watching three men struggling with the construction project with their shirts off in the sun. Johnny came out and asked me to come and see what I thought of the new room. He'd found some nice curtains in our linen cupboard, they were a set that I'd use to replace curtains that were being washed but looked fine at the window of the new downstairs bedroom, he'd put a sheepskin mattress protector over the plastic covered mattress and a cotton bottom sheet over that. On the side of the bed was a box of tissues and a box of condoms and at the side of the bed was a metal wastepaper basket.

Johnny opened the wardrobe door and the hanging space had a bunch of my older nighties that I didn't wear anymore and the bottom of the wardrobe had four or five clean bottom sheets. The drawers of the dressing table had some of my sexier underwear in them and he'd put a selection of my makeup and perfume bottles in front of the mirror.

Johnny kissed me and then said, "I'll help you rustle up some sandwiches and we can have a quick lunch out in the garden before Dave has to return the lorry to his uncle."

We ate in the yard, I was still dressed in just my nighty and nothing else, Dave and Swin were building the shelving unit inside the shed while Robbo, Johnny and I finished off the food. Johnny looked at Robbo and Robbo raised his eyebrows and then nodded his head in my direction. "Erm Vicky, you know how Robbo laid the flooring in the front half of the party room for fifty quid..."

I nodded my head.

"...well, I got the flooring at that price because it was all leftovers from other jobs but because I wanted the back half doing on the quick side we need to pay Robbo two hundred quid for the materials this time and I just don't have the money..."

Johnny stopped mid-sentence and looked over at Robbo again, I thought, 'He's going to ask for the money that Mick and the others gave me last night!' I blushed at the memory of what I'd done to earn two hundred and ten pounds the night before.

"...It's just that after seeing you and Mick last night, Robbo was hoping to do a little bartering, you know, one service for another!"

I looked confused, "Robbo'd like to be the first to use the massage room with you for the cost of the flooring! What do you think?"

A little voice started in my head, 'Having sex for money is just like giving a man a therapeutic massage when he's suffering from tight muscles, it's just like being a nurse, helping men out with their problems!' I relaxed into my seat and said, "Okay, when?"

"Well, he was hoping to do it now while the boys and I load all of my tools into the shed."

I smiled at Robbo and stood up and offered him my hand.

Robbo didn't bother closing the door so I didn't worry about it either, I just stood there wondering how we should go about starting the ball rolling, suddenly Robbo launched himself at me, wrapping me up in his arms and planting kisses all over my face. He fumbled with the four buttons down the front of my nighty with trembling hands but eventually got all four open, then he eased the top over my right shoulder with his left hand and kissed down the left side of my neck and over my collarbone where he bit my flesh gently as his right hand slipped into my collar and lifted the left hand side of my nighty over my left shoulder.

My nighty slipped slowly to the floor and we just stood there kissing each other for ten minutes, me totally naked and him fully dressed, in the end I decided to take the initiative and pushed Robbo away from me and started to unbutton his shirt. I pushed his shirt down over his shoulders and it fall to the floor behind him. I stepped back into his embrace but this time it was me kissing him, I kissed down his neck and over his collarbone just as he had done to me earlier. I felt his nipples respond against mine, 'That's bloody unusual!' I thought to myself, never known a man to respond like that before.

I pulled back and looked down at Robbo's nipples, they were both huge, they'd grown to almost half an inch long and looked as hard as pebbles. I stooped down and kissed my way over his upper chest to his right nipple, his hand caught the back of my neck as my lips covered the little rock hard nipple and he pulled my face hard against his chest.

I sucked his nipple deeply into my mouth and then I nipped down overly hard and pulled my head away quickly, he gasped and I saw his whole body shiver, his head was thrown back and his eyes were tightly closed and then he sighed heavily before looking down at the front of his trousers.

The waistband of his trousers suddenly turned dark and then the stain spread downward in a semicircle from the fastener. "God I'm sorry, oh God, please don't tell the others that I shot my bolt before you even touched my cock."

I smiled inwardly at Robbo's insecurity, all of the rugby club guys were uber-macho and Robbo would fall to the bottom of the heap if it came out that he'd cum his coco from just having his nipple bitten hard. I shook off the urge to giggle and took a hold of his trousers in both hands; I grasped the waistband in both hands and pulled his trousers tighter so that the clasp holding the top closed would part, then I pulled his zipper down. He tried to stop me, "I'll be no good for at least two hours, perhaps even three!"

"Was there a limit on the amount of time we can spend together?"

"Well, no but... Oh, that's the point, I've already cum, I might as well get back to helping Johnny."

I pulled Rob's trousers and underpants down, "Well, Johnny had an idea that I should start giving massages to men so I need to practice, you can help me instead of Johnny."

I got Robbo on the bed on his back and found a little light oil amongst my makeup that Johnny had stacked on the dressing table and I began to massage Robbo's body paying special attention to rubbing oil into his cock and around his nipples, there was a sound behind me that I thought was Johnny or one of his mates but realised that it was Harry from next door, he cleared his throat, "Where should I put this glass love?"

A shiver ran through my body at being caught in the nude by my elderly neighbour with one hand on Robbo's cock and the other pinching his nipples to try and illicit a response from his cock. It was obvious from the sheen on Robbo's body and my hands that I was giving him a full body massage so I didn't feel the need to justify what I was doing so I just waited for the shiver to stop running through my body and simply said, "Just through the door opposite please Harry, leave it at the side of the sink." And with that I went back to massaging Robbo's cock and chest.

I was aware that Harry was watching what I was doing to Robbo for several minutes after he put his glass in the utility room but I just carried on massaging my way over Robbo's body returning often to his cock to see if there was any life returning to it.

"Can I put my name down for a massage next please Victoria?"

I looked over my shoulder; Harry had a reasonable bulge in the front of his trousers straining at the material. "I'm not sure if I'll have time to give another full massage today Harry, did you need a full massage or just relief?"

Harry looked down at the front of his trousers, "I think I just need a little help with this rather than a full body massage if I'm honest."

"Relief will cost twenty pounds."

"That's fine by me."

I looked at Robbo, "You mind if Harry jumps in front of you, it looks like it's going to take me a while to finish you off."

Robbo smiled, "No, no problem for me, you want me to..."

I stopped him mid-sentence, "You just relax there, it looks like it won't take me long to help Harry out."

Harry already had his two ten pound notes in his hand, "Just pop that on the side Harry," I said as I walked over to him wiping my hands in a towel.

"How would you like to do this Harry, hand, mouth or body rub?"

"How about all three?"

"What! All three for just twenty quid?"

Harry dug into his back pocket and pulled out another ten pound note, "How about for thirty quid?"

I gestured with my head towards the money Harry had already put on my dressing table and turned to Robbo, "I'm sorry darling; I'm going to need to use the bed for a few minutes."

Robbo rolled off of the bed and sat on the seat in front of the dressing table while I was undressing Harry. I lay Harry on the bed and gave him ten minutes of oral sex, bringing him to the edge of his orgasm about six times but didn't allow him to boil over, mindful of the fact that Robbo was already in a sexual holding pattern and I didn't want two men in that state.

I changed tactic and stopped sucking, I rubbed a little oil into my hands and rubbed it all over the front of Harry's body before rubbing his cock with my hands for ten minutes, again I stopped short of his orgasm five or six times. Then I poured oil over his cock and pressed my tits down on his cock and just rubbed my chest as hard as I could over his cock and balls until he spunked up all over my breasts.

I grabbed my towel and mopped oil and spunk from all over my chest, Harry was fighting to get his breath back in the bed, I smiled at Robbo, Want to come and get a coffee Rob?"

Robbo looked from Harry and back to me, he grinned and nodded his head, I took his hand, "Can you see yourself out Harry?"

Harry gasped that he'd sort himself out as soon as he got his breath back as I went through into the utility room Harry said, "You were fantastic Vicky, I'll come here for my massages every time from now on and I'll tell all of my mates that you're open for business."

I thanked Harry, gave him one last smile before leading Robbo through to the kitchen.

Robbo and I stood in the kitchen, both still totally naked, we were leaning against the work surface drinking coffee and every now and then we saw Johnny or one of the other walk past the kitchen window. I held my cup to my lips and started blowing at the top of the coffee, "So Rob, just how long has it been since you last had sex?"

"About eighteen months."

"Wow, long time to go without, who was it with?"

Robbo was about to answer and then blushed and took a swallow of his coffee instead.

"Come on Rob, we're both standing here naked, nothing between us and any minute now you're going to want to fuck me, we shouldn't have any secrets from each other."

Robbo's blush deepened and he shook his head as he sipped his coffee.

"Well, I really do need to know who the last person was or I'll have to assume the worse and make you wear a condom when we get down to it."

"Jenny, it was Jenny!"

I was confused, I only knew one local woman called Jenny and that was Robbo's sister, I'd been to school with her some years earlier, "I only know one Jenny, your sist..."

I stopped because Johnny was looking very uncomfortable, he was looking down at my feet and nodding his head.

"So, you and your Jenny, how did that happen?"

It was a little like walking through custard trying to drag the information out of Robbo, "Come on Rob, how did you and Jenny get together?"

"When Gary kicked her out, she went to our parent's house and they were away so I was the only one she could turn too."

"Wait a minute, Jenny and Gary broke up over two years ago, she came to my thirtieth birthday party with Steve the bus driver and that was well after Gary kicked her out."

Robbo nodded his head, "Jenny's problem is she just can't find a man who can give her enough sex to keep her happy; she came to me for sex after Gary, after Steve, after Tom and after that big Scottish guy Alistair. The last time was about eighteen months ago."

"So, who's been keeping her happy since the last time?"

"She got that new job eighteen months ago didn't she?"

"Yes, I remember, didn't she move up north to work at that new female prison?"

"Well, yes she did move up north and it was to work in a prison but it isn't a woman's prison, it's a men's prison."

"Oh!"

I'd finished my coffee and so had Rob, he'd also stopped blushing at last, I took his cup off of him and then stepped in front of him, I kissed him on the lips and then kissed my way down his neck, over his chest and found his nipples had grown erect again, I sucked his left nipple as deeply into my mouth as I could, I bit down hard and then pulled my head back while keeping his nipple clamped tight and finally let it go.

Robbo gasped as he had earlier and I felt his cock press into my belly. I lifted my left foot off the floor and slipped the toes of my left foot over an empty slot in the built in wine rack, I eased my pelvic bone forward and pushed his cock down until its head slipped into my cunt. Robbo took over now, he reached down and grasped behind my right knee and lifted my right foot up off of the floor, then he took my left knee and pulled my foot away from the wine rack.

Robbo turned my body and pressed my lower back against the counter top and then fucked me like a rabbit for ten minutes before shooting into me with Swin and Dave watching us through the kitchen window.

I had to run back into the newly created bedroom and grab the towel that I'd used to clean Harry's spunk from my tits and use it like a nappy to stop the pint of spunk that Robbo had just delivered into my cunt from dribbling all over the newly laid floor.

Robbo had dressed, kissed and thanked me and then rejoined his mates in the back garden. I was standing looking at the layout of my utility room with the towel trapped between my thighs when Johnny came in and wrapped his arms around my naked body from behind, "Thanks for taking care of Robbo for me, what are you thinking?"

"I was looking at this space between the kitchen door and the wall, we were talking of making a storage area, somewhere to keep the mop and bucket and stuff but I was just wondering if there would be enough room to put a toilet and shower there instead."

"Robbo, Dave! Can you come here a minute please?"

Dave and Robbo came and stood next to Johnny leaving Swin outside working on his own, "What it is mate?"

"Well, Queen Victoria has come up with a thought."

Johnny gestured with his hand towards me and all three men turned to look at me.

"Well, I was just thinking, I really needed to use the toilet just then, you know, when Rob finished in me and it would have meant leaving a trail all the way through the house, well, I wondered if there was room to put a toilet here..."

I turned my body and pointed in the opposite corner, "...and a shower tray there!"

Dave was the first to speak, "I've been looking for something to store your cleaning stuff in, like a tall double wide kitchen cupboard, well, we already have a door, we put snacks on it yesterday at the party, Rob will have to measure it to see if there's enough width for a toilet and shower and still allow a door to open."

Robbo raised his eyebrows, "There's not enough to open the door inwards but there's nothing to stop us opening it outwards, I've seen a macerator toilet in the last week, I can give the guy a ring and see how much he wants for it."

I nodded my head, I had no idea what a macerator toilet was or what the differences between toilets was but if it meant I got a useful toilet to use I'd be happy.

I finished wiping my fanny with the small towel and took a bath towel out into the garden and spread it out on the lawn. I'd never sunbathed in the nude before but the hot sun on my naked body made me wonder why I hadn't. I could hear the guys finishing off loading the tool shed and every so often I was aware of telephone conversations, mostly between Dave and a list of his friends, Dave was the local scrounger, if you needed anything at the right price, Dave could usually get it for you.

I saw Dave and Robbo standing at the back door into the old garage, "The macerator toilet has already gone, Elroy says it could cost between three hundred pounds and five hundred pounds to buy and the fitting would be on top of that. Probably a nonstarter for now but Elroy's in the village finishing off an emergency job, he said he'll pop round in fifteen minutes."

'Mmmm, Elroy, I remember him, he's that huge Jamaican guy that got a five match ban for unnecessary roughness in last year's rugby cup match. I wonder what he'd look like covered in my massage oil?' I chuckled to myself as I drifted off to sleep caressed by the sun.

I was woken an hour later by the sound of a vehicle horn being sounded in the road out in front of our house. "That'll be Elroy, we can't hear the front door bell out here."

I lifted my head, someone had placed an old roofing slate just in front of my face with a glass of cold Chardonnay sitting on it, I looked towards the table where we'd all eaten our lunch earlier, Johnny, Swin and Robbo sat at the table drinking pints of beer, a fourth pint was sitting where Dave had been sitting.

Ten minutes later Dave popped out of the door with Elroy in tow, "Elroy's got a different approach for you to think about."

Johnny looked up at Elroy and smiled, hell, all three at the table looked up at Elroy with stupid grins on their faces. Elroy pointed at the corner of the kitchen and gestured with his hand a line from the back corner to the front of the house.

"The main sewer pipe comes down from the bathroom up there, picks up the kitchen sink and the utility outlets, then it dives down under ground and runs about a foot away from the side wall of the house out to the front drive. The garage was built on later, they should have rerouted the sewer but they didn't, that makes it much easier for me though, I can drill down in the right place and cut into the sewer line and then cement the new pipe in and mount the toilet on top of it. I can fit the toilet, a hand basin and the shower cubicle all for just two hundred, I'll run the hot and cold water feeds in from the sink in the utility under the kitchen door step but Robbo'll have to..."

Elroy stopped talking and looked at the grinning faces of the three sitting at the table, he was a little disconcerted because of the way they were looking at him, he looked down his clothes in case his fly was open or he'd dropped something down his shirt, then I pushed myself up again and took another sip of my wine and my movement caught his eye. Elroy looked over in my direction, I smiled at him and then lay back down again.

"Erm, where was I? Robbo will have to extend the step to prot... Erm, is that your Vicky over there?"

Johnny looked over at me as if there could have been anyone else laying on the lawn, "Yes, she just doing a spot of sunbathing between jobs."

"Jobs, what kind of jobs?"

"Oh, didn't you know, Vicky's started doing massages from home, that's why she needs a shower and toilet opposite the room she does her massages in."

I got the feeling like Elroy was one of those cartoon characters, when they hear the claxon sounding and as it does their eyes pop out of their heads and fly twenty feet to whatever shocked them, look closely and then bounce back into the characters head.

"What kind of massage, medical kind of thing?"

"No, she's not really trained so she just does relaxation massage or relief you know, that kind of thing."

"How, how much does she charge?"

"Fifty quid a pop, for that you get her undivided attention for an hour."

"Want to work something out with me?"

Hearing Elroy say that sent a shiver through my body.

Johnny turned back to Elroy and said, "What have you got in mind mate?"

"How about I do all the work for you, well, the plumbing side of it anyway for four massages from your wife?"

"Well, that sounds fine by me, what do you say Vicky?"

I sat up and turned to face Elroy and he saw my ginger bush for the first time and gulped, "Sounds fine by me too, when do we start the work?"

Elroy was spluttering, "I'd like my first massage now if you're ready."

Johnny chimed in, "What, pay a plumber before he's even started the work? I don't think so!"

Elroy's mouth was salivating at the thought of getting my naked arse into the massage room alone and now Johnny was snatching my snatch away from him.

"Give me an hour and I'll come back with all of the materials, they're worth one hundred and fifty quid retail, how about that?"

"Okay, bring all the stuff and you can have the first instalment but you'll have to wait until you've finished the job for the other three."

Elroy looked over at me; his grin seemed to cover more than half his face, huge rows of gleaming white teeth filling his coal black face before saying, "Okay!"

I settled down to a little more sunbathing for about forty-five minutes until Elroy returned with all of the plumbing materials for my new shower room. I heard Elroy laughing with Johnny as I woke up, he took my hand and helped me to my feet and pulled me behind him to the massage room. Elroy wanted his privacy and closed the door after us as Johnny and the three musketeers emptied all of the kit off of Elroy's van.

Elroy closed the curtains and then he pulled my naked body against his. He kissed me and started rubbing his hands all over my body, I pushed him away and slapped his hands away from my breasts, "Hey, I'm supposed to be massaging you, not the other way around!"

I noticed that Johnny had taken my timer from the kitchen and had set an hour on the count down side so I pressed the start button so that Elroy only got the hour that Johnny had agreed too. I told Elroy to undress and lay face down on the bed. I stood back and revelled in the scene as Elroy undressed. He was statuesque, six foot four inches tall, two hundred and fifty pounds of pure muscle, as his shirt came off I quaked internally at the sight of his perfect muscle definition, there was so little fat under his skin that I could see the contours of the blood vessels under his skin.

I held my breath as he pushed his trousers and boxer shorts down, he had his back to me at that point, his arse cheeks were so small and tight that he looked more like a fourteen year old boy rather than a thirty something man. I was a little disappointed that he lay on the bed on his face without letting me see his cock first but as soon as he was comfortable I selected the oil I was going to use.

I picked out a small bottle of edible 'Play' oil; it came from a big sex shop in London as a spoof present to Johnny and me from one of his mates on our fourth wedding anniversary. If I was going to do much of this massage lark I'd need to buy in industrial quantities of this stuff, perhaps even one of the flavoured varieties.

I started oiling Elroy's shoulders first, I loved the way that his skin glows when covered in oil, I worked my way down to the small of his back, rubbing hard over his muscles and trying to emulate what I'd seen professional masseuses doing on TV, I thought I'd remembered something about working away from the heart but I had no idea why.

I got purrs of pleasure from Elroy as I worked over his lower back and at the indentation left by his underpants in his skin I jumped to his ankles and began oiling my way back up to his bum from the south. I was keeping an eye on the timer, I didn't want to spend longer than fifteen minutes oiling his back, couldn't wait to get him turned over. I worked my way up to his buttocks, he seemed to like me rubbing oil into his bum cheeks a lot but my self-imposed fifteen minutes was up so I slapped his arse and told him to turn over.

It was hard to hide my disappointment as Elroy rolled onto his back, he was hard but his cock didn't measure up to my expectations one little bit, in fact Johnny's cock was longer and fatter than Elroy's. I looked from his cock and into his eyes, I smiled and began to rub oil into his face and neck. I spent a long time massaging oil into his chest, his pecks felt like steel bands around his chest.

As I massaged my way down his ribs his cock was jumping and pre-cum was dribbling over his lower abdomen. Elroy's eyes never left my breasts as they swayed from side to side while I worked my way down his body. When I reached the line left around his stomach by his underpants I again jumped down to his feet and massaged oil into his toes and then up over his ankles, shins, knees and upper legs.

I stopped just short of his balls and he groaned again, I poured oil over his cock and balls, looked over to the timer, just thirty minutes left of his time. I bent forwards and started to massage the pool of oil into his cock and balls with my tits, Elroy loved that and went a little wild humping up into my chest.

After five minutes Elroy couldn't take anymore and grabbed me under my armpits and dragged my body up over his, sliding me over his well-oiled body. At the last minute I managed to drag my knees up and lift my pussy out of the way of his cock, "Johnny only agreed to massage!"

"He said relaxation or relief!"

"Yes but that still only includes massage not full sex."

"Oh come on Vicky, you can't get me this close and then shoot me down like this."

"If you want to fuck me you'll have to wear a condom."

Elroy thought about it for a few minutes and then nodded his head. I reached for the box of condoms on the bedside cabinet and plucked one out, tore the end off of the silver wrapper and slid back to sit on his thighs while I skinned the latex down his cock. It looked ridiculous, pink latex on a black mamba snake.

Elroy grinned at me as I manoeuvred into position so that I was crouching with my cunt directly over his rubber-covered cock. I was easing down slowly but as soon as Elroy felt my warmth covering the tip of his cock he grabbed me and dragged me down onto his cock hard. I let my eyes flick over to the timer before I closed my eyes and let an orgasm wash over me, Elroy had twenty minutes of his time left with me.

Elroy wasn't overly blessed on the cock front like I'd been led to believe of his race but he did know how to use what he had well and he managed to give me an unbroken chain of thirty orgasms before the timer's bell sounded out and his body jerked as he filled his condom to overflowing.

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