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Holidaying with Grandma
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, m/F, voyeurism Exhibitionism, masturbation, W/S, Incest (with father in law)

This story has been written as a request from Larry, a new chat friend from Literotica chat rooms.

Betty lives across the road from us, she was born in that house around sixty-five years ago, when she married her husband, he moved in with her and her parents, she even had four kids while living with her husband and parents, so at one time, there would have been eight people living in that house.

Not now though, her parents both passed away, her husband ran off with a male interior designer, discovering, after having four kids, that he was apparently gay! Her kids all married and moved away, some moved away first and then married so now she lived all alone in her parent's old house. My husband is an alderman, he trained to be a priest but never took his vows at the end of seminary school, so the locals all treat him like he's a substitute priest and me like the priest's wife. Don't laugh, they do exist, even though priests are supposed to be celibate, if they are married before they take their vows, they can remain married.

Betty approached me one day, she had cleared the house out years earlier, all of her old furniture had been taken to the dump and she lived in an uncluttered house with just what she needed for herself. One of her son's, the one who lived in the Caribbean, had asked her to take his son's for the summer holidays, which were ten weeks long on their island.

Betty had several problems, the first and most important was that she didn't have beds for her two grandsons, "They won't put up with sharing their grandparents bed like my kids did back in the day!" She told me, I went over to her house with her, I needed to know the full picture, it would be unreasonable to expect a woman on a government pension to pay for brand new beds and bedding for two teenage boys just for ten weeks and I needed to see what else she needed.

My husband and I aren't rich by any means, just comfortably off but everyone in the village knew that we had access to people with millions of pounds and a network of friends who could probably come up with a better veriety of goods than Harrods department store and in a shorter time too. I was shocked to find that the house only had two bedrooms, 'eight people and just two bedrooms, where the hell did they all sleep for god's sake?' Went rattling through my head.

The taps all leaked, and I do mean all of them, the noise upstairs was like someone practicing on the tom-tom drums, a strange syncopated rhythm. I made a list of the defects, another list of what would be needed from pots and pans to a washing machine; we had just four weeks before the boys were due to arrive. When Betty realised the amount of work and the cost involved she was very embarrassed, "Perhaps it would be better if I sent a letter and told my son not to send them!" It was heartbreaking to see the look on her face, I grabbed her arm to offer support but there wasn't much I could say. I thought about offering her space in my own home for her grandsons to stop in but in truth they were only half of the problem.

I got the details of her landlord off of her, the village was basically owned by just three people, my mother-in-law, as the Glebe Farm Estate. Manor Farm and a London business man, typically, she was a tenant of the faceless Londoner. I phoned him, told him what I had found in Betty's house, at first he told me he couldn't talk to me about Betty's house under the data protection act and when I pressed him, he just hung up the phone. I dialled his number over and over again but he must have had caller ID so he could just ignore every call from me.

I put in a call to my mother in law, she knew the man very well, she also knew Betty's house as she had tried to buy it when the Londoner snatched it out from under her nose. "He won't do anything with the house; he's just waiting for Betty to die so that he can demolish it to build five flats on the plot!" "Would you buy it off of him?" "If he builds five apartments on the plot it will be worth around a million pounds, he wouldn't sell it for any less, far too much for an old cottage with just two bedrooms!"

Just before I hung up the phone my mother-in-law suggested that I talk to her husband, Larry, about my problem. I thought that was strange, once we got a hold of the house I would talk to Larry about using his workforce for a little free labour on the project and Larry knew every skilled tradesman for a hundred miles around, he could pull in some favours but we needed to get the house first.

I phoned Larry on his mobile, he didn't wait for me to say hello, he barked that he was too busy to talk, I was quite taken aback, I stuttered out a sorry and was about to close the call, "Sorry Victoria, I didn't know it was you, what can I do for you?" I could hear that all hell was breaking lose around my father-in-law, "I can call you back later!" "No, this is the first time you've called me at work so it must be important!" I was suddenly deafened by Larry bellowing at the top of his voice, "Quiet!" To the people around him that were clamouring for his attention.

I told him of our problem, well, Betty's problem, Larry knew Betty, she had been one of the village characters for as long as he could remember. I told him the name of the man who owned the house and I got an "Ahh! I see where I can help now, one Mason to another, leave it with me darling, if I can pull this off, you'll owe me big time and a 'get out of slapped face free card!' I'll let you know what you owe me later!" I heard the clamour start up again as Larry went to close his phone and then the line went dead.

I hit the phone book, I needed bunk beds as Betty's spare bedroom was a little on the small side, it had a double bed in it that all four kids had slept in, in years gone by, boys as well as girls. As I phoned around people likely to have bunk beds that were unused and that I might be able to borrow, the thought hit me that Betty had her four children close together, a boy, then two girls and a final boy. When the oldest got married, he was twenty years old, that would have meant that the four of them were all still sleeping in the same double bed and the youngest was fifteen and the oldest nineteen, that sent a strange shudder running through me as I worked out the true meaning, or possible meaning of that scenario!

I still hadn't found a bed for the boys, I had been offered a double bed though, I hadn't said no but I had taken a rain check on it and went on looking. I was between calls, taking a tea break when my phone rang, Mother-in-law, "Just calling to let you know that I am the new owner of Back Cottage!" "Really, how, how so fast, no one can buy a house in just two hours; you said it would cost too much to buy!" "For some reason, the Grand Almoner from the Masonic Grand Lodge in London contacted him and was twisting his arm to do right by Betty, it turns out that her father was actually a mason too, not like my old man, a spoilt rich man playing at secret society games, Betty's husband was an actual stone mason and was one of the founding fathers of Larry's lodge!"

I thanked my mother-in-law for buying Betty's house for her, June explained that it was simply good business, a hideous block of five apartments squeezed into Betty's small plot would reduce the value of every one of June's properties in the street, and that included the house that Johnny and I rented off of her.

I phoned Larry; he was a little less stressed and so could speak to me, "you're a little over eager aren't you? I haven't made up my mind what you owe me for helping you out yet!" Larry told me to email a list of the building work, that Johnny had outlined for Betty's house, over to him. "Johnny hasn't seen the place yet, I made out the schedule of works!" Larry laughed, "Email that over, but get Johnny to look over the place and your list as soon as you can, just in case he spots something you've missed!" "Before you go, do you know anyone who might have bunk beds going begging for ten weeks do you?" "You get two single mattresses and add a bunk bed frame to the schedule of works for the carpenter, for God's sake don't put it under the brickies section though, oh, and type it out nicely, make it look a little professional!"

I looked at my hand written list and laughed, I typed out a schedule of works, I found one that Johnny had put together for the local church that was waiting for his mother to put together a funding package on, so at least I knew what to write and how to break down the list for each trade. I emailed it off just before Johnny got home.

Johnny took my list and went over to see Betty; Johnny told Betty that her house was now owned by his mother so she would have to alter her direct debit over to the Glebe Farm bank account. He checked my list through, I had just put that the roof needed patching, Johnny changed that to a complete reroofing job and he passed that news on to his father but I had spotted all of the rest of the requirements.

Betty came over to stay with us while the improvements were made to her house, when she went home; it looked like a brand new show house. Betty only had one more problem after that and that problem would manifest itself a week later when the boys arrived at Heathrow Airport, Betty had approached a taxi firm to ask about the cost of a taxi to the airport and back, the price shocked her, the equivalent of two weeks pension to pick them up and another two weeks to take them back. I heard her muttering to herself, "I'll find the money; I'll have to find the money won't I?"

I had a couple of choices, I could easily afford to pay for the taxi, I could ask the owner of the taxi company if he would do the trip for free, everyone in the village had chipped in with things to help old Betty out when word got around what we were doing, the taxi owner might have wanted to help too if he had known but before I had a chance to talk to him Larry phoned up to speak to Johnny.

"My mother's going over to Greece to try and salvage something of her investments over there, I'm going to drive her to the airport, I don't know why but my dad has asked me if I can take her in the Ford Galaxy instead of my BMW!" "When are you taking her?" "Next Saturday morning!" "And what airport is she flying from?" "Heathrow!" "Betty's grandchildren will be arriving at seven o'clock on Saturday morning at Heathrow airport, do you think your father has arranged it so that you can take Betty with you and bring her grandchildren back?" Johnny smiled, "I wondered why he suggested that my mother might like to have our kids go with us so we'd need the seven seats, the extra three are for Betty and the boys!" "Your father really is a heartless business man isn't he?" I laughed as I said that.

Betty cried when I told her that Johnny was taking his mother to Heathrow airport on the same day that her grandsons were due in and that he would take her with him and bring them all back, Betty happily cancelled the taxi as soon as she could.

Johnny took three very excited children and an even more excited Betty off to pick up his mother on the way to the airport at four o'clock on The Saturday morning, I had to get up to help get the kids ready and make sure that even though they were excited they all had a proper breakfast. I decided not to go back to bed right away; I had made a pot of coffee, mainly so that Johnny could take a flask full with him for him and Betty to drink on the journey south. I didn't usually drink coffee, I preferred green tea or Lady Grey tea but a coffee would make a pleasant change.

It was reasonably warm that morning and as it was only Johnny and the kids around, I hadn't bothered to dress or even put on a dressing gown, I just padded around the house in my summer nighty, summer meant shorter length and thinner material than usual. I sat drinking my coffee, I was still trying to decide if I was going to return to bed or not when the back door opened, Larry had walked across the fields, the cows had been pastured in the field at the side of my house all week, they ate the weeds and grass and their droppings helped to add nitrates to the soil ready for the next crop of silage in the Autumn.

Larry looked shocked to see me sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee, "Sorry love, I thought you'd be in bed still, Johnny told me that there was a half full pot of coffee over here and that I should grab one before I take the cows back to the milking parlour!" I was frozen to the spot, if I had been more awake I would have run for the safety of the bathroom, I realised that the nighty was so thin that it left absolutely nothing to the imagination, I had no bra on but fortunately I had put knickers on before going to wake the kids.

Larry smiled at me, I think that he saw my sitting there looking unconcerned that so much of my body was on show through my red chiffon nighty as a 'positive' sign that his help with my 'Save Betty's home' campaign would be rewarded in the way that he hoped. He reached into the breast pocket of his shirt and took something out, "I was going to leave this on the table for when you woke up, just as a reminder that I expect payment for my help over the last few weeks!"

Larry handed me the laminated card, it had a simple message on it, "Larry's get out of having his face slapped for one year free card!" I took the card in a dreamlike state, I even smiled when I read it, it was dawning on me very slowly what Larry had on his mind. Larry had poured himself a coffee and taken a mouthful, it felt like I was under his microscope he was looking at me so intently, he looked at his watch, I don't really have very long, my girls will all need milking soon but I do have thirty minutes to take the first instalment of your payment if you like!"

The slowly dawning part of my realisation suddenly kicked into a higher speed as Larry walked over to the side of my seat and squatted down at my side. He turned my face towards his and kissed me, there was nothing unusual in that, Larry was a very 'touchy-feely' man, he kissed everyone, well, every woman that is, at least twice on every meeting. This kiss was different to any of the thousand's that he had given me in the last ten years though.

Larry was using the tip of his tongue to ease my lips open and then I jolted slightly as his hand cupped my left breast through the thin material of my nighty. I was about to protest but that meant opening my mouth and as soon as I did his tongue slipped into my mouth and then I was lost, I settled back in my seat relishing the feeling of his warm hand through my nighty and the sensation of his tongue engaging in a wrestling match with my own.

We played like that for a few minutes, I spotted Larry taking a crafty look at his watch and then he started to pull at the leg of the chair with his left hand, he was trying to turn me away from the table and around to face him. It didn't take him very long to achieve his task and as soon as I was facing him, his left hand was free to start rubbing up my thigh, on the outside of my nighty but he was ranging far and wide until he came across the line of my panties, then he was exploring the size, he was trying to work out from the position of the elastic around the leg hole and the line of the waistband which style of panties I was wearing, he should have guessed that his son wouldn't have been happy if I wore anything other than the 'Passion Killers' that the church would approve of.

After Larry had explored my panties through my nighty ne returned his hand to my knee, an inch below the hemline of my nighty and then he started to rub his hand along my thigh again, this time he lifted my nighty with his fingertips as his hand ran along my thigh. I was keeping my eyes closed as tightly as I could so I didn't spot that he wasn't simply sliding his hand up under my nighty, he was rolling it back as his hand moved closer to my knickers.

Larry repositioned himself so that his crotch was pressing against my shin; he started to gently rub himself against my lower leg as he continued to expose my panties. I still didn't realise that my lower body had been exposed until Larry moved his left hand quickly and when his hand returned a second later it was also under my nighty and he cupped my right breast again, flesh against flesh this time.

My eyes shot open and I pulled my face away from Larry's, I looked down just as Larry eased the elastic around my leg hole to one side, exposing my ginger mop of pubic hair, I hadn't realised just how wide my legs were parted, I had been hidden behind the table when I first sat down and since then, Larry had turned my chair and had obviously made sure that one leg had been left a little behind in the process.

"When was the last day of your last period?" "About sixteen or seventeen days ago!" "So you're right in the middle of your dangerous period then?" "Yes!" "I don't suppose that you and my son have ever tried anal sex or oral sex?" Stunned wasn't the word for it, my mouth fell open and it closed again but no words came out, "No, I should have realised that disappointment of a man wouldn't do anything just because it was fun!"

Larry gathered the hem of my nightdress and tucked it under my chin, "Hold that!" I lowered my head so that my chin trapped the large roll of chiffon against my upper chest, Larry took my right hand and placed over his against my crotch, "Here, you take over from me, I want to watch you cum while I do it to myself!" Larry looked at his watch again, "I have less than ten minutes before I have to start the cows moving and I really do have to cum before I go!"

Larry stood up and left me lazily rubbing my own clitoris, "I'll bet you don't have a dildo or vibrator either do you?" I shook my head, "So you just use your fingers to masturbate?" Again I shook my head, this time I knew that I was blushing like crazy because my, usually alabaster white, breasts were a coral pink and getting darker with every second. "Girl, you really do have to get an outlet for your frustrations, that doesn't involve re-populating the planet. I hope you won't feel too badly about me for doing this, if I had the time I'd use one of your other holes but for now I'm just going to have to look after myself and I'd love to watch you do the same for yourself. You really should think about anal, I love that and it will give us something to do in the middle of your cycle!"

Larry unzipped his trousers and took his cock out, standing up, Larry's cock was pointing directly at my face, I half thought that he was going to try and persuade me to suck it for him; in fact, when he started to stroke his own cock I was a little disappointed that he didn't. Larry had one eye on his wrist watch and the other on my, almost totally naked, body. I didn't masturbate myself and Johnny had never given me an orgasm, although I knew all about them, the theory of them at least but had never had one. I even thought how ridiculous it was when women would complain to me in counselling sessions that their husband's didn't give them enough orgasms, my reaction every time was to think, 'What's the big deal, it's only sex!'

As Larry was speeding up his stroking, his cock was getting closer and closer to my face, I hadn't put any conscious effort into it but my finger was also speeding up, then an even bigger shock hit me, if I could have a bigger shock than finding myself masturbating myself in the semi-nude while my father in law was doing the same just an inch from my face, I had an orgasm and as Larry saw the look of total shock and total surprise as well as pleasure on my face, he shot off too. I was drenched from the top of my head all the way down to my tits.

Larry kissed me on the lips, even though they were covered with his spunk, as he tucked his cock back into his trousers. Larry touched the "Get out of having his face slapped free" card and smiled, "I claim my right not to have my face slapped!" And he laughed, "Sorry baby, the meadow ladies won't wait!" I sat there, frozen to the spot, this had been wrong on so many levels but, and it was a huge but, Larry's actions had led me to the first ever orgasm in my life and that act would be a life changing event for me.

As Larry went through the back door he tossed a comment over his shoulder, "You should put your nighty in soak, Spunk can play havoc with delicate fabrics like that, I'll arrange something for next Saturday so that we can fuck safely!" And with that he was gone.

I sat there for at least ten minutes with my body on display, my knickers were still bunched to one side too, Larry had pulled the leg hole so hard that he had actually torn the stitching and now one leg hole just sagged loosely.

I stripped the nighty off and dropped it into a bucket of warm water with hand wash detergent in it, my face, décolletage and tits were still covered with Larry's spunk, I dropped my knickers into the bin, it suddenly dawned on me that for the first time in my life, I was walking around my home totally naked, my kids do it all the time, especially when it's warm but only if Johnny was out and I often wondered what it would be like to feel so free that you could happily go naked in front of others and as I walked through the house to the bathroom, I realised that I had been nude in front of Larry to all intense and purposes. I'd never been that way in front of Johnny in ten years of marriage.

I left the bathroom door open while I was in the bath, the kids would all be surprised when they got home and saw my bathroom door open, they would have been proud of me but as I soaked in the tub I realised that Johnny would have a fit. Reality washed over me after an hour and I slipped out of the tub and into a towelling robe to dry off in.

Johnny phoned when he was around thirty minutes away, he called me to ask me to do a snack lunch for everyone, Betty, and the boys as well as our family, I cooked up a pan full of frozen chips and did a mountain of ham and cheese sandwiches. I had put off getting dressed all morning, in the back of my mind I was hoping for another visit from Larry when he brought the cows back down to the field but sadly that never happened. It took so long to prepare dinner and I had been so comfortable alone in the house in just a towelling robe that I was still wearing just my robe when the Ford Galaxy pulled onto the driveway.

I knew that the boys were young teens, the youngest, James, was twelve years old, but he looked far younger, when Anthony stepped out of the Ford I gasped, he was just eleven months older than his brother but he looked like the prop forward for the Harlequins Rugby team. Facially they were the same boy and Betty was definitely reflected in their faces but Anthony, at just thirteen, was as big as Johnny and probably slightly heavier too.

The two boys had totally different temperaments too, James was shy and retiring, he never left his grannies side for one minute on that day, Anthony wanted to explore on his own, and he certainly wasn't any kind of shrinking violet either, as he walked from the car and I opened the front door, Anthony walked up to me and said, "Hello darling, what's your name then?" I felt a shudder run through my body, the look on his face was exactly the same as the look Larry gave me while looking at my naked body.

Johnny, ever predictable, was pissed off at me for still being dressed in a dressing gown eight hours after getting up. I headed off up the stairs while everyone else went through to the dining room where I had laid out the food, I started up the stairs, then realised that Anthony had held back, he was feigning difficulty getting his shoes off so as not to mess up the carpets. When I got half way up the stairs I looked back down and Anthony was holding onto the newel post, bent over but looking up the stairs and not down at his shoes, he was leering up at me, trying to see further up under my dressing gown.

I was totally shocked that a thirteen year old boy could be so open about ogling a married woman as he was, I had expected him to be embarrassed at being caught, instead, he smiled and winked at me, I turned a little too fast as I raised my foot up to the next tread on the stairs, I realised my mistake the instant I did that, I felt the cool air being drawn around my bottom as the hem of my dressing gown flew out, Anthony whispered, "Very nice, never seen a ginger before!"

I was blushing again as I finished climbing the stairs, I dressed conservatively, I always dressed conservatively, that was how my husband preferred it, I did take stock of my lingerie though, there was nothing in my drawers that would interest a man like Larry, neither bra nor panties.

It didn't take me long to spot that Eve had a crush on Anthony, he, for his part, played her like a well tuned violin, Anthony was the worst kind of man, the kind that plays any and every female he can, Eve was close to five years younger than him but he still saw her as a target, a potential sexual conquest, it's a good thing that Johnny was such a drip when it came to sexual matters, he thought that Eve and Anthony were just playing innocently.

Johnny's mobile rang, he chatted to his father for a while, then said to me, "They don't need the Galaxy while my mother is away in Greece so dad said I should keep it here, he wants me to take everyone to Gulliver's Kingdome next Saturday, his treat, he told me that I really have to take Betty but if one of the kids wants a different treat he'll happily take them somewhere so that you can come with us!" I shook my head; there is nothing more boring on this planet than walking around a packed theme park for someone who won't go on any of the rides. I also realised that it was Larry's grand plan to get me on my own again but while I was in my safe period. At least I hoped it was!

"You take Betty and all the kids; I'll be busy here all day anyway!" "I invited my dad over for Sunday lunch but he's already invited his poker buddies over for the day, so his plan is a chips and dip lunch, chips, dips and beer that is!" "I could make him a plate of sandwiches and take them over in the morning before I cook lunch here!" "That's very thoughtful of you darling!" I smiled inwardly, 'you wouldn't think that if you had been in the kitchen this morning!' Flashed through my mind.

I tossed and turned all night, and for the second time in my life I used my own fingers to try and calm myself down, I fell asleep at four am still shivering from my orgasm. I woke early and fed the kids well before Johnny woke up and then set too making the sandwiches while two frozen pizzas baked in the oven, my kids loved cold pizza with sandwiches so the card playing kids at Larry's should enjoy it too.

I woke Johnny up and told him to look after the kids while I took the sandwiches to the farm for his father. "You don't have to do that; I'll get dressed and run them over in the car!" "I need the fresh air, I had a bad night's sleep last night and now I have a headache, that's why I want you to keep the kids here with you!"

As Larry had dealt with the heard on Saturday, I assumed that he wouldn't be doing it again, Johnny's eldest brother actually managed the farm on his parents behalf and they had farm hands too so I expected to walk in, drop off the sandwiches and get out before Larry woke up, 'I lied to myself!' As I walked along through the labyrinth of footpaths around the fields, carrying a huge platter of mixed filling sandwiches.

I noticed four cars on the drive up to the front door that I didn't recognise; I went to the back of the house and waked in to the kitchen without knocking on the door, if Larry was in bed I didn't want to wake him. As I opened the door I began to cough, the place was on fire judging by the thick fog of smoke rolling towards the open door. I had intended to put the platter of food in the fridge and put a note on the pin-board informing Larry that I had done his food.

Because of the smoke I looked through into the dining room and found Larry and four of his friends playing poker in there, all puffing on fat cigars. Larry checked his watch, Hell Vicky, you didn't have to bring us breakfast!" "It's lunch!" "Hell, we need breakfast before lunch!" One of Larry's poker playing friends chirruped up, "We need dinner before breakfast!" And another said, "We missed yesterday's lunch as well!" "I'm putting these in the fridge for lunch!" I said to Larry, I was actually really disappointed that Larry wasn't alone, it would still have been unsafe to have had full sex but I had known the pleasure of an orgasm at my own hand and now I wanted to feel one at Larry's!

I opened the fridge and spotted England's part of the European pork mountain sitting in the fridge, "Vicky love, any chance of finding some chips or nibbles or even cookies!" I started the coffee machine, the farm had a semi industrial coffee machine, it could hold a gallon of coffee. I phoned Johnny and told him that the game had started the day before and was still going, I'd be a little longer than expected as I was going to do them bacon and sausage sandwiches before I left!"

I found one of those three foot long French baguettes in the larder; it was already a little passed its best and wouldn't have lasted until that evening. I also found fresh mushrooms, large tomatoes and a dozen eggs. I fried twenty sausage links in June's huge pan, sliced the mushrooms and sautéed them in butter and garlic, when the sausages were cooked thoroughly, I lined them up on a baking tray, covered them in the cooked mushrooms and slices of tomatoes then put them in the oven on a low light. I cooked twenty slices of Bacon under the grill in two sessions and added them to the food waiting in the oven before frying six eggs.

It was difficult to pack all of the food into the three foot long bread stick but it looked great when I finished it. I put it on the 'hostess' trolley and pushed it into the dining room, I had intended to leave it for the men to cut up when they were ready to eat but Larry asked me to do it for them so they didn't have to stop playing cards.

As I stood carving the huge sandwich into five almost equal parts, Larry slipped his hand up the back of my dress and he began to rub his hand up and down the back of my leg, I looked nervously around his friends, just in case one of them might have seen what Larry was doing to me, there were four faces with smug grins on them, they were pretending not to notice but I could see all four of them kept flicking their eyes in my direction.

Larry won the hand and quite a large pot, "Hoo-fucking-rah, My first bit of good luck in over four hours, hey Vicky girl, you better sit on daddies knee for a while so he can get the rent money back from this pack of thieving bastards!"

I looked up from slicing the sandwich, all eyes were on me and on Larry's hand that was patting my bottom through my knickers but under my dress. I blushed, as I often did being as I was naturally a very shy woman. I had finished cutting and transferring the sandwich onto the individual plates and as I passed the plates over to the nearest of Larry's friends so that he could pass it on to the next in line around the table and as I was doing that, Larry was pulling my knickers down from behind me.

I opened my legs slightly to prevent my knickers falling all the way down to the floor, they stopped their downwards decent around my knees and then I handed Larry his sandwich and as he took it from me he pulled me around and on to his lap, being careful that the back of my dress fell on the outside of his legs so that I was sitting with my bare bottom against the course material of his sand coloured chinos.

I looked around the table; each man had a very broad grin on their faces now, so big in fact that they had difficulty in eating their sandwich. The cards were dealt for another hand of poker, Larry was playing with one hand while he ate his breakfast with the other and he won another round. The food was all finished and I had expected that I would be allowed to take the dishes away to wash them but instead, Larry wanted me to remain on his knee as his good luck charm.

Larry won the next hand too, even though he was again playing one handed but this time, it wasn't food occupying the other hand it was under my dress and heading for my pussy! Larry wasn't even trying to hide what he was doing from the other players either. He kept trying to force my legs wider apart so that he could get his hand down between my thighs but my knickers were preventing that from happening.

Larry had no problem in leaning forwards and pushing my knickers further down, no one was looking at their cards now, they all looked at me intently as my knickers popped out into view from under my dress and slipped down to my ankles. Larry wanted to open my legs so that they fell either side of his own but once again, my knickers were stopping Larry's plan. Nothing was said but the man on Larry's right hand side just bent down and pulled my knickers off over my shoes and stuffed them into his jacket pocket and then Larry pulled my legs so that they were parted widely, one either side of his legs.

There was another slight problem now though, when I was sitting across Larry's lap, my dress hung down neatly covering my bottom completely. Now, the back of my dress was all rucked up against Larry's abdomen and bare flesh could be seen on both sides of my bottom, not much flesh but it was the centre of attention of the other four players.

Larry was now very busy masturbating me, just clitoral and labia massage at that point but I was soon breathing very heavily and trying to hide the fact that I was in the foothills of Mount Orgasm. Larry left his cards blind on the table and continued betting blind while he eased me forward slightly and slipped his free hand behind my bottom, when he pulled me back I felt the heat of his cock against my bottom, three players dropped out and the last one paid to see Larry's cards, Larry won that hand without even touching his cards, "How's that for luck gentlemen?"

Larry started to raise and lower his knees, slowly at first and then slightly faster, I was going through orgasm after orgasm, trying in vain to hide it from the rest of the room, Larry kept going until I felt the warmth of his semen flooding out against my lower back and bottom cheeks. I wasn't sure that Larry had climaxed at all though because he hadn't made a sound or movement, other than raising and lowering his knees. I was slid forward again and Larry reached behind me and zipped himself up. Larry allowed me to get off of his knee, four men all clamoured for me to sit on their knees next to give them a little good luck but Larry just patted my bottom through my dress, pressing the thin cotton into his spunk covering the whole of my lower back.

"Larry told them all that I would have to go home as I had a family to cook dinner for, all four of the men asked me to invite them to my next party when things would be safer! The 'safer' comment wasn't lost on me, I guess my father in law had been boasting to his mates over cards about what we had already done and what he had planned for us to do in the future.

I almost ran home through the fields, I had been at Larry's far too long, when I got home, Anthony was in our back garden playing with my daughters while James was in the play room with my son playing scalextric car racing with him. I had to shower and change my dress to get rid of the tell tale signs off of the back of it.

Betty called for James and Anthony to go over to her house for their meal just as I was dishing up our Sunday lunch. I had been watching the three of them in the garden, Anthon had both of my daughters hanging on his every word but he was definitely playing to the older of the two and she was exhibiting every sign of the biggest crush in the world.

On Monday the girls had to go to school, we still had two weeks left before our children broke up for their vacation, Betty took her grandsons on a bus trip into the nearest town, considering they were comming for a ten week holiday, they hadn't bothered with things like pyjamas, swimming trunks or anywhere close to the amount of underwear that two teenage boys would need. Betty got each of them two sets of pyjamas and a carrier bag full of underpants and vests.

I did have lots of phone calls through the week from Larry, keeping up the pressure for me to be at home on the Saturday after Johnny took my kids and Betty and her two to Gulliver's kingdom. I hinted that I was a little worried that he had been talking about what we did with his friends and that he had done what he did to me while four of his friends were watching either.

Larry asked me if it had turned me on that he had given me an orgasm in front of his friends, I tried to deny it of course I did but Larry called me a liar, "I had my finger on your pulse don't forget, I know how fast you rocketed off when I finger fucked you, it wasn't just because I'm the best lover in the world, I know I am but you went off faster because my friends were all looking at you, next time I do it, they want me to strip you off for them first, so that they can see you naked, dancing on my cock or fingers!"

The thing about Larry was, he could be a joker but also, you kind of knew when he was being deadly serious too. Larry was definitely being serious about having me naked in front of one or more of his poker friends! I had been out on Thursday, one of my counselling sessions and when I got home I found a package on my bed, it was wrapped a little like a birthday present or something with a little card attached that read "I prefer black on Saturdays, I owe you something because David stole yours on Sunday!"

My heart was pounding as I unwrapped the package, Black mini bikini panties, black half-cup bra, black suspender belt and dark tan stockings that were sheerer than any I had ever felt before. I went to my wardrobe to hide the present from Larry and found my thinnest white dress had been moved to the front of the wardrobe and that had a tag on it, "Looks perfect for Saturdays!"

I had been watching my eldest daughter flirting with Anthony all week, I got the feeling that she was far more adept at flirting at nine years old than I was at thirty three but I had noticed that whenever Anthony and I were alone together, Anthony hit on me religiously. I had no idea what had changed with me, what was different now. In the thirty three years I had been on this earth, only Johnny had been interested in me, mind you, living all my life with controlling people in out of the way villages all my life, opportunity had been lacking slightly. My isolation had made it difficult to know how to handle the situation though. I realised that I really didn't know how to say no to anyone, anyone that is except my husband and I didn't actually say no to him, I just lied that I was on the birth control pill even though I wasn't.

I did heaps of snacks, drinks and sandwiches for the seven people who were going off to the theme park. I was both worried and excited, part of me wanted Larry to have some sort of accident or business crisis that would keep him away, another part of me wanted him to be there right at that moment. When I ushered my kids into the Galaxy, I was still dressed in my nighty and dressing gown, I sat the girls in the two seats closest to the rear of the car, my son would be in the middle seat in his car seat and James and Anthony sitting on either side of him. As I was bending over to fasten the rear seatbelts I felt a hand on my bottom, I assumed that it was Larry but it turned out to be Anthony.

One thing I did notice though, as Johnny drove down the road, Anthony wasn't sitting next to my son anymore, he was in the rear row of seats sitting next to Eve. That worried me, if Anthony and Eve did anything in the car, Johnny would be able to see them in the rear view mirror and he wouldn't be as understanding as me at all.

As I watched the Ford Galaxy turn the corner at the end of the drive I ran back into the house, I needed to shower and dress how Larry had asked me to dress, as I ran through the living room I gathered up all of the children's night clothes and ran through the kitchen to the utility room, when you have three small children you don't have the luxury of not running the washing machine every opportunity you get.

As I ran through the kitchen I skidded to a halt, Larry was sitting at the dining table in the dining room drinking a cup of coffee, "Hi love, I came to make sure Johnny had enough money to make sure they all had a good time over at Gulliver's!" A shiver ran through my body as I skidded to a halt, it felt very close to a mini climax just from the fact that Larry was sitting there looking at me. I loaded and ran the washing machine while Larry finished his coffee then I was in a quandary, did I bypass the kitchen and go straight up for a shower and change into the clothes that Larry had indicated or did I go into the dining room and let Larry take the lead.

I still wasn't sure exactly what I was going to do, I pressed the start button on the washing machine and stood up to feel Larry's hands on my sides and sliding around to cup my breasts through my dressing gown, nighty and bra, "You do know that you wear far too many clothes don't you?" He whispered into my ear.

I turned to face Larry and he kissed me, then he started talking to me quite normally, I can't remember exactly what he was saying but as he was talking to me he was undressing me slowly, "What did you have for breakfast?" And my dressing gown was thrown into the dirty laundry basket. "What day do the kids break up for their vacation?" And my nighty followed my dressing gown into the laundry basket. "Have you and Johnny decided where you want to go on holiday this year?" And my bra dropped into the laundry basket. "Why didn't you tell Anthony off when he grabbed your arse while you were checking the girl's seatbelts?" And I was finally naked, my knickers falling into the laundry basket along with the rest of my clothes even though I had only been wearing them for fifty minutes.

Larry was still fully dressed and he hadn't even kissed me once as he undressed me, he bent forward, I thought he was going to kiss my pussy mound but instead he looked at the dial on the washing machine, "It's coming to the end of the prewash cycle, does it spin before going over to main wash?" How strange I thought to myself, he's just stripped me naked while chatting, almost as if we were in church and now, now that I was on the edge of passing out from the pent up excitement, he's interested in my laundry! "Yes, erm, just a short spin I think!"

Larry lifted me off the floor and sat me on the edge of the washing machine, the drum stopped rotating and the sound of the pump started as well as the sound of water rushing into the drain. Larry unzipped his trousers and pulled his hard cock out, he had to stand on the tips of his toes to line himself up with my cunt but he managed it, then, just as he pushed his cock into me, the machine started to spin. Larry just held on to me as the vibrations shuddered through my body, I climaxed a long time before the short spin cycle ended, Larry just smiled at me, he wasn't interested in climaxing at that point, he had planned his day out and this was just a pleasant extra activity as a prelude to the main event.

I had two climaxes before the washing machine started to fill with water for the main wash cycle and Larry eased his cock out of my pussy and helped me down off of the washing machine. "Did you enjoy that?" Larry asked, I smiled, how the hell do you tell your father in law that you loved the feeling of his cock inside of you even if he didn't actually move a muscle in the process of you achieving your climax.

Larry checked his watch, "Right, now we're behind schedule, we'll have to get a move on!" I was still totally naked and Larry was still totally clothed as he led me by the hand into the vestibule between the utility room and the kitchen, the area was usually full of wet boots and wet coats, it had a double glazed door out into the garden, Larry pushed me against the door and then pulled my bottom away so that I was bent slightly forward, Larry dropped his trousers and pressed his body against mine, I went to stand upright again but Larry pulled my bottom back against him again, as he bent his knees and searched for my wet vagina once again he put his lips against my ear and whispered, "Next time that you are on your fertile time, I'm going to open up your arse hole for you!"

As Larry fucked me to a delicious orgasm I could see his labourers out on the field behind my house, they were spraying slurry but each time they turned the tractor close to my garden fence they paused and looked over at my house, I panicked slightly that they might just be able to see me but the feeling was so good that even if they could I wouldn't have tried to stop Larry doing me.

Larry came very close to his climax but managed to hold himself back from shooting. Larry held me against the door still even though he had stopped fucking me, as I started to come back down to earth the tractor turned again, it was about as close to the door as it would get while working up and down the field, I looked nervously and held my breath, I really wanted to cover myself now, what you do in the heat of being fucked is different to what you want to do in the cold light of post-coital climb down.

I was trying to turn away from the door to hide my body but Larry stopped me, "You climaxed harder every time they looked at you, don't try to say that you didn't love being watched as I fucked you!" There was no way that I could admit that to him but he was right, the Sunday before when he had removed my knickers in front of four of his friends and then masturbated me while they all watched had left me with sleepless nights ever since, not from shame but from pure excitement.

Larry held me against the door while his staff lit up cigarettes while they sat on the wing of the tractor looking over at my door, their eyes seemed to be boring into my body from one hundred feet away. "It's hot, thirsty work out there, how would you like to step out there right now and invite them both in for a coffee?" A little shiver ran through my body at Larry's words, I was still panting down from the climax Larry had just given me and I blamed my mini orgasm on that, rather than the suggestion that I go out in the back garden in the nude and invite two men in for a coffee.

I was kept pressed against the door until the tractor moved off and Larry pulled me into the kitchen, he sat me on the counter top and fucked me there, I climaxed so hard that I couldn't control my bladder and managed to piss all over the floor and Larry's legs. Larry was now nude as well as me so he didn't seem to care that I had wet all over him, Larry gave me one really massive orgasm and a lot of little ones but still managed to hold himself back from shooting off.

Larry took my hand and pulled me off of the table and pulled me through to the dining room, this time I was sat on the dining table, Larry fucked me quickly, just a small orgasm for me this time and once again Larry didn't cum. I was pulled across the hall, the front door was glass, just like the back door, the difference was that people walking by could see in as well as people like the postman, the milk man, the electricity meter reader, the gas meter reader, the water meter reader and the Jehovah's witnesses. In my mind, as Larry pulled me across the hallway, every one of them was standing at my front door, waiting to ring my door bell!

Larry pulled me on through Johnny's study doorway and across to Johnny's desk, Larry sat on Johnny's office chair, he positioned me carefully and lifted my left leg so that it was over the arm of Johnny's chair, then Larry lifted me off the floor and sat me on his knee with my right leg over the other arm of Johnny's chair, Larry pulled me down onto his cock before releasing the chair rake lever, allowing Larry to rock back and forth in the seat. As Larry rocked his cock slid deeper or less deep in my pussy, allowing him to fuck me and the seat doing a lot of the work for him.

As I reached my climax while sitting on top of Larry, I lost control and began to ride Larry's cock, driving myself ever higher up my climactic mountain range, at the point where I began to squirt piss on him again he pushed me away, "God girl, I nearly shot off there!" My pee went all over my husband's chair and Larry's stomach, "I'm sixty one, not sixteen, if I shoot now it'll be an hour before I can get hard again and we still have rooms to fuck in down here before then!" I was a little disappointed to say the least, that was the first time that I had been in control sexually and I really wanted the feeling that I had brought Larry off by myself. "If you make me cum before we've fucked in every room down here, I'll have to call one of the two in the field over to finish the ground floor off for me!"

Larry had a little difficulty in helping me off of the chair before he got back to his feet and pulled me along behind him again. The next room was the children's playroom; I was reluctant to enter the room, mainly because the only way to enter the room was on hands and knees, through a crawl tunnel that had replaced the door several years earlier as a Christmas present from Larry to the children, mind you, as that room's doorway was the closest to the front door, I didn't want to stand around discussing my reluctance and just had to get down and crawl in quickly. The room was something of a pigsty, my three children and their friends use the room totally unsupervised and not one of them has heard about putting things away or tidying up. I looked at Larry and was about to say 'I told you so!' When Larry beat me to it, "I think you're brilliant for allowing your kids to be kids in this one room at least!"

Larry pushed me onto my back on top of a pile of fluffy toys, and the odd building brick in the odd place too, Larry didn't fuck me conventionally as he had in the other rooms, he knelt between my thighs and started licking at my cunt, I thought to myself, 'I do hope he's going to brush his teeth after putting his mouth there!' OK, to this point Larry's fucking me had been earth shattering, eye opening and a life changing feeling for me, now, all that paled in comparison to the feeling that a well educated tongue and a sharp, bristly moustache could deliver in double quick time.

Larry only gave me one orgasm but it ran higher and longer that the Himalaya mountain range. When we were finished and I was getting my breath back, I was looking around the room, there were at least a dozen pairs of knickers or underpants and over twenty single socks, the mother in me popped to the surface, "I'll have to dig around in here, the kids are always running out of socks and pants!" I said to no one in particular. "Don't you dare, if you need more clothes for the kids I'll buy them, but you have to let them think that this place is theirs to do with as they please!" After crawling out of the playroom I had to move quickly past the front door once again.

We crossed to the downstairs cloakroom; again I nervously looked to the front door in case one of the army of callers that could turn up was walking down the drive. I was stood with one foot either side of the toilet bowl, Larry pushed me forward and I put my hands on top of the cistern to steady myself, "Try to piss now, you've been doing enough of it all down me so far this morning!" As I allowed my piss to start to fall from high above the toilet bowl, Larry slipped his cock in me from behind and once again my piss went everywhere as I was fucked in full flow, fortunately, the major part of my flood went into the toilet bowl.

Once again, Larry gave me one or two really good quality orgasms but didn't climax himself, I desperately needed a bath or a shower, I couldn't believe that Larry didn't seem to care that I had peed on him several times, when he finally allowed me to stand up I asked if I could wash or shower, "No time baby, they'll be home before you know it and I still have rooms that need to be christened!"

Larry picked up the towel that usually hung by the basin, he pulled me along behind him again, crossing the hall once more, passed the glass front door again and through into the living room. Larry spread the towel on the floor slap bang in front of the large picture window and started to pull me down onto the towel, "Close the curtains first!" "No!" Larry tried his best to fold me in half, forcing my knees hard against my breasts.

Larry began to fuck me as hard and as fast as he could, there wasn't much kissing or tenderness, in fact it looked like Larry was trying his best to take his mind off of the fact that he was actually fucking me at all. I started to climax and then each minute or so that climax was replaced by the next that was slightly higher in intensity, I started to moan and groan, I had never made a sound before, well, other than loud panting and now I was starting to verbalise my orgasmic tension.

Larry seemed to be really going for it big time with me for the living room fuck, I had seen eleven thirty one time when my head was thrashing from side to side, I think it was during the orgasm where I was repeating "No!" Over and over again, or the orgasm where I was saying, "Oh god no!" Over and over again, or the orgasm where I was saying, "Yes!" Over and over again but it could have been the orgasm where I was screaming, "Sweet baby Jesus please don't stop!" Over and over again at the top of my lungs, but I could be wrong about that.

Eventually, I was all climaxed out, Larry was still pounding into me, I was totally still, I had even stopped gasping for air, I could feel the pleasure but my body could no longer respond and I watched as the hands on the clock ticked slowly past twelve thirty, Larry had managed to keep up an unbroken pounding into my body for way over an hour and now he was gasping for air himself, I had felt just how much spunk his balls could hold when he had shot off over me twice and now I could feel it all pumping up into my cunt, not the dribble of cum like his son had put in me the few timed we 'mated' during our marriage, Larry had totally filled my vaginal cavity and his spunk was pumping out past the seal between his cock and my cunt soaking the towel and the carpet below.

At one o'clock I opened my eyes; I had slipped away for at least thirty minutes. Larry had ordered pizza for our lunch and he had made a pot of coffee, "Hey sleepy head, welcome back!" I looked up, Larry was sitting totally naked on the sofa, he had placed his t-shirt on the seat to protect the sofa's cover. There was a very sheer, very short, Japanese kimono on the floor at my side, it wasn't mine and it was about three sizes too small for me, "Put that on doll, the delivery man is here and I can't go out to him like this can I?" I looked over my shoulder, the little scooter was out on my drive but the rider wasn't anywhere to be seen, then the doorbell rang, Larry was holding out a twenty pound note, "Tell him to keep the change!"

I pulled the kimono on, I actually had to hold the front closed as it was so small, I looked awkwardly to Larry, hoping that he would tell me that it was OK and that he'd go to the door, he just smiled at me and took another swallow of his coffee. The young man holding a large pizza out for me almost had a heart attack, he couldn't even get the words out to tell me how much I owed for the pizza and his piggy little eyes were standing out on stalks, I handed him the money and told him to keep the change, I closed the door and walked away down the hall, "No one eats in the living room!" I called out as I went, at the kitchen door, I looked back and the delivery guy was still standing at the door watching me walk away from him.

As I stepped into the kitchen Larry followed me still totally naked, "You'll totally destroy my reputation in the area and someone might tell Johnny what they've seen!" Larry just laughed, "The people round here know what I'm like!"

We shared the one, large pizza and then Larry asked if I was ready to start again, I looked at the time, "It's two o'clock, they could be home any time!" "Well, I told you that we had to rush but you insisted on taking a noon time nap!"

We went up the stairs, Larry took me into my son's bedroom, a very messy space, Larry pulled the duvet off of the bed and he sat me on the edge of my son's bed, "I want you to suck my cock for me!" I must have looked a little flustered, "Just a little suck I'll guide you through it!" So, I sucked my first cock, sucked it while sitting on my son's bed. I had shuddered at the thought of Larry kissing me after licking my pussy and as his cock approached my lips I did think of refusing to open my mouth but I couldn't stop myself and once I got over the initial disgust I did settle down to following Larry's instructions on how he wanted me to suck him off.

I felt a little salty pre-cum spurt into my mouth and Larry pulled his hips back so that his cock slipped from my mouth, "My god, that was close!" "Didn't I do it right?" "You're a natural once you get over the initial step of opening your mouth for a cock bit if you had brought me off in your mouth it would have taken me an hour to get hard again!" Larry took a moment to calm down after his close shave before pushing me onto my back and climbing between my thighs to fuck me on my son's bed.

As Larry got me into the foot hills of my climax again he asked, "What did you think the first time you saw Ben masturbating?" I jumped instantly into hyper-drive of orgasms, Larry smiled down at me, "Well, I guessed that a boy of his age, given the freedoms that you give him and with older brothers or sisters would do it early and be happy for people to watch him!" I was gasping for air but I still tried to defend myself, "I didn't watch, I walked in, he was doing it, I didn't want to make a big thing out of it so I just put his clean clothes down and left the room!" "Was Ben upset at being caught masturbating or did he look in your eyes and smile?" "The second!" "Well then, he really wanted you to see him doing it, just testing the boundaries to see if you meant it when you told him he was free to do what he wanted in his bedroom!"

I was pulled to my feet and dragged out of Ben's bedroom and over to Helen's room. I had protested slightly, as we had just fucked on Ben's bed I wanted to throw the sheet, pillow case and duvet cover into the wash and replace them with clean ones. "You'll have plenty of time to do that later, after they get home, it's time to fuck now!"

Larry fucked me in each of my children's bedrooms in ascending order of age, the only noteworthy thing was in Eve's bedroom, where before fucking me Larry picked up an antique gold hairbrush and mirror set, "Blond hairs in the bristles!" Larry said, then he put the handle against his nose, "No, I didn't think she'd be using it for both!" Then Larry went through Eve's drawers and eventually, in her bedside table, he found another hair brush, this time made of black plastic. "No hairs in the bristles, suspicious eh?" As Larry inspected the brush handle and then sniff at it I said, "It must be a new one, she probably hasn't used it yet!" Larry smiled down at me as I was getting into position on Eve's bed so that Larry had easy access to fuck me, "Smell this!" Larry held the brush handle under my nose, as the handle touched the tip of my nose it felt rough rather than smooth and there was a slightly musky smell to it.

I must have looked confused because Larry moved rapidly and pushed the handle of the brush right into my cunt, ramming it in and out as fast as he could until I climaxed, "So, definitely two of my favourite girls have got off with it, I wonder if Helen uses it too?" I suddenly worked out what the roughness against my nose had been and what I had smelled on the handle, Eve had been using the hairbrush to masturbate herself with.

Larry didn't even wipe mine and his juices off of the handle before throwing it back into her drawer and pushing it closed. I was then taken to the two spare bedrooms and fucked on the bed in one and on the floor in the other as the bed had a mountain of ironing that was waiting for me to do it. I was fucked in my bedroom, on my bed and given several lovely orgasms and then I was taken into Johnny's bedroom and fucked on his bed, on his dressing table, up against his wardrobe and while sitting on his windowsill and Larry managed to give me several orgasms on each of them.

"Right, I know that you want to change all of the kid's bed linen, I'll run the bath while you do that!" I almost ran to Eve's bedroom first, "Don't clean her black hairbrush or she'll know you've seen it!" I already had her drawer open and was looking at the slime covered handle that was already starting to dry out and crystallise and scab up, I realised Larry was right and so I put the brush back un-cleaned.

I changed the linen on the kid's beds and on Johnny's bed as well as wiping down all of the surfaces that I had been fucked on where the combined sexual juices from Larry and me had fallen, I didn't bother with my own bed though.

I joined Larry in the bathroom, he was in the hot water waiting for me, his cock was flaccid, it was the first time I had seen it like that all day. Larry's clothes were all neatly stacked on the dirty linen basket and his phone was sitting on top of the lot. I got in the bath with Larry and his cock jumped back into life, Larry lifted me out of the water and pulled me back down on top of his cock, he let me make all the moves as he lay back in the water relaxing, I managed to get myself into the position that you see race horse jockeys adopting and as I fucked my father in law the water was slopping all over the floor but I didn't care, I really liked being on top and taking control of my own orgasm.

Larry still didn't cum in me, instead he slid out from under me, got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around himself, then he got me to kneel in the water and he fed his cock into my mouth over the side of the tub. "Right girl, just like before only this time, I'm going to let you drink the lot!"

I gave it my best shot, sucking Larry's cock with all my might, trying to remember everything that Larry had told me to do the first time, I got the salty jet of pre-cum in my mouth and Larry put his hands on the back of my head, he pulled my head hard against his body at the moment that he started to shoot off, there was one small jet of spunk that escaped the eye in his cock before his cockhead engaged with my oesophagus and the rest of his disgusting slime was injected directly into my stomach.

It was a good job that Larry finished off in my mouth the way he did because he was so productive that my mouth wouldn't have held it all and the taste was so disgustingly unusual that I doubt if I could have actually swallowed it.

Larry's phone took that moment to ring; he simply raised his eyebrows but didn't answer the phone. I had Robin working the field drain at the side of the dual carriageway I told him to ring when he saw the Galaxy waiting to turn in. Panic set in, I didn't have time to dry myself, I grabbed my towelling robe and wrapped my hair in a towelling turban, I was running around like a demented animal, the upstairs smelled of sex in every room and as I ran down stairs, two at a time, I realised that every room down there smelled of sex and pee. Larry wasn't hurried at all, he just dressed and calmly walked out of the back door, Johnny pulled onto the drive and I went to open the door for him and the kids. As the door opened the stench of cow and pig shit hit me. Johnny spotted his father talking to the guy that had been spreading slurry over the meadow at the side of our house, he called over to his father, complaining that he had promised to spread muck when the wind was from the east, not the west.

My three ran past me to get out of the cone of stench on the driveway, Betty thanked Johnny and Larry for the great day out, Young James ran for Betty's house and Anthony swaggered over to me and he came right up to my face, he reached out his hand, touched my waist and then allowed his fingertips to rub down over my hip and on to my thigh and upper leg. "You look lovely dressed like that!" He said, I thought he was going to kiss me his face was so close to mine. Betty called out to Anthony that he needed to get over to her house so that she could get him his dinner.

I actually shivered from Anthony's touch, it felt very much like the beginnings of an orgasm, when the boy turned and followed his grandmother I was blushing bright red faced. Johnny walked past me in the doorway, "Shouldn't you be dressed at this time of day?" "I've just got out of the bath!" "You're not showing my children a very good example of what dress is acceptable out in the street!" And with that Johnny carried his bags through the house and into the kitchen, shouting over his shoulder, "Close the front door, that smell is getting everywhere in the house!"

Larry came over to me smiling, "Anthony was checking out if you were wearing panties or not!" "Don't be silly, he's only fourteen years old!" "I suspect he's not a virgin!" "That's ridiculous!" Larry's smile widened, "Well see, I'll arrange something for next week, see how things pan out!" I got that shiver run through my body again and Larry kissed me just a Johnny walked back out into the hallway, it dawned on me that the only room in the house that Larry hadn't given me an orgasm in was the hallways and stairs.

"Good to see you Victoria, sorry about the smell but the wind suddenly changed direction. Oh, Johnny, I've come over to see if you can do something for me after church tomorrow!" Johnny grunted, "OK!" "I'll see you in your study in a minute; I need to chat to your wife a little first!"

My three ran past and all three slipped effortlessly through the tunnel and into their playroom, I closed the front door and Larry pushed my back up against the glass door. Larry pulled the front of my dressing gown open and as he talked to me he began masturbating me, he talked in a calm steady voice about a function that was to take place the next day in Northampton and as he talked I was having as silent a climax as I possibly could. "You see, they've suddenly sprung it on me, they only phoned me an hour ago to tell me that I'm the only one of the senior Masons available tomorrow and I have to make the loyal toast to the Queen and say the prayer at the start of dinner and I'm expected to bring my lady to the event but as you know, she's in Greece by now, so I need a suitable family member to act as my lady!"

Larry turned to go to Johnny's study and fortunately I managed to pull the front of my robe closed, just as Johnny walked out of his study, he stopped in his tracks and looked at my face, "You OK darling?" I couldn't answer; I was still coming back down to earth from the climax that Larry had just given me. Larry piped up, "I've just asked her to come with me to a Masonic function tomorrow night that they have just dropped on me, I think she's a little embarrassed as the thought of her having to dress up and sit at the head of the table with me!"

Johnny had a disgusted look on his face; there is a longstanding enmity between the Roman Catholic Church and the Free Masons. "Could you please get dressed and then start dinner Victoria?" I headed off to my bedroom to get dressed and brush my hair, Larry had made the whole thing about the Masonic function, he had been fucking me an hour earlier and the only call to his phone all day was to warn him that Johnny was on his way home, and he didn't even bother to answer that call.

As I was cooking dinner I heard Larry asking Johnny if James and Anthony could have free use of our pool, Larry's staff actually looked after the pool anyway, they cleaned it, skimmed it and kept the chlorine and oxygen levels right for us, well, for Johnny and the kids to use, I never went near it myself. Johnny was very happy for the boys to use the pool, even if we were out, it would give Betty the chance to rest, she wasn't used to having two teenagers running around the place and Johnny thought she was overtiring herself trying to keep up.

I cooked enough for Larry as well as the rest of us, all through the meal there was only one topic of conversation from Eve and Helen, and that was Anthony, from what he did to what he said all day long. I caught Larry's eye, he was smiling in my direction with a knowing look on his face as the girls chattered on excitedly.

After dinner Larry insisted on helping me with the dishes while Johnny took the kids into the living room to listen to them practicing their reading skills. As soon as we were alone in the kitchen Larry pushed me down onto my knees and unzipped his trousers, I was on edge the whole time that I sucked his cock but I still did it and did it the best way I could. As I was sucking his cock he said, "The boys will be round tomorrow afternoon to use the pool, I think you should be sunbathing on the poolside after lunch, wear your skimpiest bikini!" After the shudder running through my body subsided, I pulled my head back and used my hand to keep up Larry's pleasure as I said, "I don't own a bikini or a swimsuit!" Then I bobbed my head forward and took his cock in my mouth again.

I sucked Larry until he was very close, I got that salty pre-cum spurt then, "That won't be a problem, the boys don't have swimming trunks, so they'll be naked too!" I was shivering from that thought as Larry unloaded his balls into my mouth, he didn't 'inject' into my throat this time, in fact he was moving about so much as he fucked my face that his cock slipped out and some of his spunk shot over my lips and chin.

Larry zipped himself up overly quickly, then he dropped a cloth onto the floor, I would have thought that he could have passed it down to me to wipe my face clean of his spunk, instead of just dropping it on the floor in front of me, "Here, you missed this bit!" I was just about to pick up the cloth to wipe Larry's spunk off of my face when I realised that Ben was standing at my side and looking round at my face.

I rubbed at an imaginary splash of water on the floor and stood up, wiping my face as I did on the cloth, "Look mummy, daddy gave me a gold star for my reading today!" "Wonderful darling, but you know that you are supposed to sit and listen to your sisters read as well, they sat and listened to you reading!" Ben puckered up for a congratulatory kiss from me, I was reluctant to give him one just in case I hadn't quite cleaned my face properly but he insisted so I bent forward and kissed him and another shudder ran through my body at the thought that I had just kissed my son with lips that had just a moment earlier had been wrapped around his grandfather's cock and that could still be carrying traces of his spunk on them.

When Larry left, Johnny and I both went with him to the door; Larry kissed Johnny on his cheek and turned to me, lips against lips, a lingering kiss and the hand furthest away from his son cupping my breast. "I'll pick you up around six o'clock tomorrow afternoon, wear your best frock and do your hair and makeup please, I need to create a good impression, I'm up for election to the grand council next year.

When I went to bed, I found a small tube of cream on my bedside table with a hand written note, "Rub a generous amount in tonight and again in the morning!" I recognised the cream, we wrongly called it mastitis cream, it was applied to a cow's teat after milking if there were any signs of soreness, the cream just prevented the condition worsening into mastitis. Larry had obviously done something like this before and must have known just how sore a woman could get after six or seven hours of continuous sex. I hadn't felt sore at all during the day, while I was being fucked and I hadn't felt sore while I was on edge with Larry in the house and his unpredictability, it must have been the adrenalin or something that was stopping me feeling the soreness, but after Larry left the house, I could hardly sit down I was so sore deep between my legs.

I massaged the cream in well and as the stinging pain subsided I was really glad that Larry had been thoughtful enough to leave me the cream.

Breakfast went fast, the girls wanted to call for James and Anthony before church but Johnny stopped them, he wanted them all where he could see them until they all went to church. I cooked lunch and I have to say that I was disappointed that Larry hadn't come in through the back door as his son left through the front door. I was starting to worry about what I was becoming, I hadn't had sex with Johnny in a few months and hadn't really missed it one little bit, mind you, the fact that in all the times that I had sex with Johnny, he had never given me one full orgasm, in fact, quite the opposite, if it looked like I was enjoying the sex act too much, Johnny would stop until I had calmed down. In Johnny's mind, only prostitutes and tarts enjoyed sex and he wasn't about to turn his wife into one of them!

'Oh my God, I just realised, Larry had turned me into a tart!' Johnny had been right all along, having enjoyable sex once, I craved it again and I wanted to do it right away, especially as my vagina didn't feel sore after using the mastitis cream twice. I busied myself tidying the living room and hoovering around the upstairs of the house, I noticed the drawer in Eve's bedside table was open and i peeked in to it. The day before I had put the brush into the drawer with the handle pointing at Eve's pillow, today, the handle was pointing away from Eve's pillow and surprise, surprise, there were still no blond hairs in the bristles and the handle was wet!

After church we ate Sunday lunch, Johnny, as usual, encouraged the children to talk at the table, Sunday lunch could take up to an hour to eat going through everything the children had planned for the following week. Johnny had an errand to run for his father that would keep him away for around three hours, the thought crossed my mind that was that Larry was deliberately keeping Johnny out of the house until it was time for me to get ready to go with him to the Masonic lodge.

I watched Johnny drive off in the Ford Galaxy, he was on an errand for his father so he used his father's car to make the journey, I have to say that Johnny was always torn on Sundays, he would have loved to say that he couldn't work on the lords day but I pointed out that I worked all day on a Sunday just like any other day but you couldn't count the things you did for family as jobs or you wouldn't eat all day!

James and Anthony walked across the road as Johnny turned the corner at the end of the lane, both boys had a towel over their shoulders, Eve, Helen and Ben were playing in their playroom until they heard the squeaking of the pool cover being pulled off by the winding mechanism. I was in my bedroom which looked down onto the pool, one of the few places that the pool could be looked into unobserved. There was a stampede of feet on the stairs, then a few seconds silence while three children changed into swimming costumes; all three of my children were excellent swimmers so needed no adult supervision (fortunately).

I looked down to see James stepping out of his trousers and underpants, I had expected him to pull shorts or trunks on but he didn't, he pulled his shirt off over his head and was totally naked before diving into the pool. Anthony finished hauling the heavy pool cover up onto the roller and he took his shirt off, Eve, Helen and Ben appeared at the poolside dressed in their swimmers, they were all in the pool in a splash, or should that be a flash? Well, Anthony certainly did a flash! Eve and Helen had missed the fact that James was naked in the pool, they were both busily looking over at Anthony as his trousers and underpants dropped to the floor.

Where James had been exactly what I had expected a twelve year old boy to look like when naked, an inch long flaccid cock with two inches of empty foreskin protruding over the end for his cock to grow into but Anthony was totally different, as he stood there, even though he was flaccid, his cock looked the same size as Larry's cock when hard. My daughters looked open mouthed in Anthony's direction as he folded his clothes and placed them in a neat pile before walking towards the pool. As soon as Anthony realised that the girls were looking at him, his swaggering walk became more pronounced and his cock swung lazily from side to side until he casually put his hand between his legs and drew it up and over his balls and cock.

Anthony grew hard under his swaggering walk and the touch of his hand; it didn't seem to get longer, just fatter and a whole lot stiffer. Anthony slipped into the pool and swam over to Eve's side, Eve's eyes were definitely pointing down in the water trying to see Anthony's cock, then she looked over to James and realised that he was naked too, then all hell broke out, all three of my children wanted to swim in the nude and Eve began shouting my name so that she could ask me if she could take her costume off, as 'It's very tight and very itchy!' And the chorus from her brother and sister was exactly the same.

Anthony tried to stop them calling me, "If you ask your mother she'll just say no, just do it, that way, she won't tell you not to will she?" In one minute flat there were five naked children playing in the pool together. To my eternal shame I found that I was masturbating myself as I watched Eve and Helen fighting for Anthony's attention and I didn't stop, I gave myself countless climaxes as I watched the kids playing in the nude, I watched as both girls took turns in touching Anthony's cock under water while James and Ben played with a ball in the water together.

I got a little worried when Anthony got Eve in a corner and it looked like he was actually trying to have sex with her, they were talking quietly together, I realised that as their heads were at the same level in the water it would have been very difficult for Anthony to be trying to do what it looked like he was trying to do. Suddenly Anthony and Eve both looked directly at my bedroom window, half my body was hidden from view by the wall under the window but I still had to step back so that Anthony couldn't see me, I hoped I had been quick enough so that he hadn't seen me.

I tried to pull myself together, I started for the stairs to go down and 'stumble' across my children playing nude in the pool, so that I could tell them to get dressed but Anthony, still totally naked but drying himself off as he headed towards the stairs. "I was looking for the toilet!" He lied!

I tried, I really did try not to look down but as soon as I did look down and saw the dark brown cock standing proudly away from Anthony's body, I was lost. Anthony backed me into a corner, just the way I had seen him back Eve into the corner of the pool. He reached out, just the way he had the night before, his hand starting at my side and then his fingertips dragging downwards, he stopped when he felt the waistband of my knickers, then he started again and felt all the way to the leg hole, "God, Betty doesn't even wear panties that big, and she's at least twice your age!" As he spoke, Anthony was rubbing his fingertips up and down on the outside of my dress, he was pushing me back all the time, eventually I bumped into the wall and couldn't back up any more.

Anthony pressed his body against mine; I could feel the wetness and the heat from his hard young body. Anthony was at least six inches taller than I was so he had to bend his knees slightly to kiss me, deep and passionately on the lips and when he stood up again, I couldn't feel his cock through my dress, it was actually under my dress, rubbing against my belly.

"I tried to get it in Eve but she is too small, she suggested that you could help me out as you don't fuck with Johnny anymore, she thought you might like a little action. I felt fingertips clawing at my knickers, pulling them to one side and then Anthony repositioned himself so that his cockhead was pressing between my legs.................

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