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Written: 09 February 2019

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Coffee Morning
by Isabella

Story Codes: M/F, Shared Wife, Inter Racial

Sue Dakin passed me a cup of coffee and said, "What's the matter with you Victoria?"

All of a sudden all faces were turned in my direction and I really hated being the centre of attention, even amongst our small group at our weekly coffee morning. The babble of conversation stopped and they were all looking at me.

"Nothing really, I'm just feeling sorry for myself because I haven't been able to have sex with Johnny since his accident!"

"Wait a minute...when exactly did Johnny have an accident?"

"A fortnight ago, he had a fall at work and threw his back out so he's in bed now flat on his back, he can't move without a lot of pain!"

Gale King said, "Two weeks...is that all, you haven't had a chance to miss sex yet!"

Dawn King, Gail's sister said, "Hold on a minute...Vicky or Johnny nay have had a birthday or their wedding anniversary in the last two weeks, she might have missed that one!"

I sipped at my coffee and listened to the argument going on around me, Sue said that she'd happily miss her wedding anniversary shag and two of the others agreed. The conversation seemed to play out that the other five women at the coffee morning were happy to have sex just six times a year or even less, the general consensus of opinion was that sex generally took place on Christmas Day, Saint Valentine's Day, his birthday, her birthday, their wedding anniversary and once while on holiday.

I'd finished my coffee when all eyes turned back to me, I'd just sat back in astonishment listening to my friends complaining that their husbands demanded sex six times a year, whether the wives wanted it or not, 'Six fucks a year' was echoing around in my head and all five had agreed that they would be perfectly happy with less.

Dawn said, "So, Victoria, you didn't say much there...just how often do you and Johnny do the horizontal tango in bed?"

"Just in bed or altogether?"

I saw each of the five women at the coffee morning look at each other and then Dawn tackled me again, "How often do you and Johnny have sex...in bed or out?"

"Well, there's the usual Friday and Saturday nights, so that would be around one hundred and four times a year, the special days, same as you guys but on holiday we'd usually do it every night while we're away and of course, if Johnny's football team wins he has a celebratory shag on Saturday afternoon or if it's a midweek ficture in the evening before he has his dinner so I'd say close to a hundred and fifty times a year."

Gail said, "Johnny's inhuman forcing you to have sex that often."

"Johnny...apart from the times after his football team wins, all the rest are because I want sex...not him!"

It was Sue this time that said, "Vicky...you're kidding us, no woman wants sex...not that often...I probably only want sex twice a year, the other four times I just let Gavin do it because he's so desperate."

I thought for a moment and then asked, "So, if it was left up to your husbands, how often would they want to have sex?"

There was another round of women looking from one to another, Sue sad that her Gavin would want to do it once a week at least if she'd let him, "Actually, I'm sure that he masturbates at least once a week in the gaps between us having sex."

I looked around now; the other four were nodding their heads in agreement with Sue.

I was really glad when our coffee morning was called to an end so I could escape my friend's judgemental reproaches. I even heard one woman whisper, "Sure sign she doesn't have kids. That would put her off ever having sex again or make her too tired to have the energy to fuck!"

I got in home and put the kettle on to make Johnny a hot drink before I went up to the bedroom to see if he needed anything.

Fortunately he only needed a pee and for that we had plastic bottles like the stainless steel ones they use in some hospitals for bedridden patients. If he'd needed to do a number two, I would have had to help him get out of the bed and stagger the twenty paces from the bed to the bathroom, it would have taken at least half an hour to get him to and from the toilet, he would have been in agony for that time as well as the time it actually took him to make his toilet and once back in bed, he would have been in a lot of pain for several hours getting over his trip.

I held the bottle over his cock for him while he peed, "Johnny...do you have any idea how often your mates have sex?"

"With their wives you mean?"

"Of course with...what do you mean? Are you saying that your friends have sex with others as well as their wives?"

"Not all of them, I don't think Gavin has played away but none of them have sex often enough with their wives to keep them happy...I daren't tell them how often we have sex, they'd lynch me! And, of course, they'd laugh at me now that I'm laid up with my back problem. I've already missed sex more often in the last two weeks than most of them get in a whole year even counting girlfriends as well as with their wives!"

"Well, it came up at coffee morning, someone asked me why I was looking so miserable and I said that I was frustrated because of your accident and you're right, I thought that I was going to get lynched, especially when I told them the number of times we have sex in a year and that it was usually because I wanted it and not the other way around. I think they were worried that their husbands might get wind of our usual sex life and get ideas of their own!"

He stopped peeing and I cleaned the end of his cock with a wet-wipe as I finished talking, he looked pained, "I'm sorry about that darling, I just hope that I can get something sorted out before you go mad from frustration."

I had to smile as I saw his cock jump as I cleaned it, "You missing sex as well?"

"God yes, my balls are aching because I've not managed to empty them in two weeks."

"Would you like me to give you a hand, try and take the pressure off a little?"

He jumped to attention now and grinned at me.

I used my hand and my mouth to get him off but as he reached his orgasm and his body started to spasm involuntarily he started to gasp in pain. I was going to stop but he begged me to just get him off no matter how painful it was so I doubled my effort and swallowed his seed.

I had to give him an extra painkiller after I finished sucking his cock and it took close to an hour before he got comfortable again.

I went to the kitchen to make a spot of lunch, just soup and bread and I was almost climbing the walls with frustration as I heated the soup through.

I sat with him, I had to feed him with the soup because he was recumbent and it was like feeding a child, one spoonful for you, one for me. As I was finishing my soup he said, "You should get a vibrator or something, it could be months before I'm back on my feet again, my back isn't classed as a priority injury and even after an operation, it could still be months after that before I'm able to 'Perform' in bed again!"

"And where the hell do you think I could get a vibrator from?"

He chuckled, "I was about to say that I could pop into the sex shop the next time I'm in town...We could order one off the internet!"

"You think I want something like that on my bank statement or my browser history?"

He grimaced at that.

"I could ask one of the guys to pick one up for you!"

"Don't you dare, my girlfriends already think I'm some kind of nymphomaniac, I don't want their husbands telling them that you asked them to buy me a dildo!"

I sat with Johnny all afternoon; I was reading his book to him because trying to hold it up strained his back too much. I fed him his dinner and then gave him his eight o'clock pills after dinner, two massive painkillers, one sleeping pill and a anti-inflammatory pill. He didn't need to do a number two before he went to sleep but he did need a pee. I held the plastic bottle over his cock again so that he could take a pee.

I took the bottle and emptied it down the toilet, cleaned it out and left it in the bathroom sink to drain. By the time I got back to the bedroom the sleeping pill was taking effect, he was very groggy and a little out of his head, he mumbled, "If you don't want to use a vibrator, you could always do it with Gavin Dakin, he's a great guy and he fancies you like crazy, he's always going on about you, how you dress, how you do your hair, how you put on...your...make..."

Johnny was still, he was silent, he was calm and for the first time in ten hours he looked like he was comfortable.

I turned the light off and made sure that the little bell was in reach, just in case he woke up and I wasn't there. I went down and got a coffee for myself and turned the TV on. It was a play on TV, it was before the watershed so there shouldn't have been any 'Adult' content but there was...more implied than overt...but the sex was there. I was feeling very frustrated already so I turned the TV off, I'd find something to read.

The sudden silence was punctuated by the sound of a door slamming across the street at the Dakin house. The sound seemed amplified because I had all the windows in the house open to try and dump some of the heat built up during the day.

I looked out in time to see Gavin storming off towards the pub, the front door opened again and Sue dashed out, she just skidded to a stop and watched as her husband walked away. She looked over and saw me at the window and closed her front door behind her and started crossing over the street towards my front door. It wasn't unusual for Sue to pop over to my house or me to pop over to hers but not on days when we'd had a coffee morning with all of our friends that morning.

I met her at my front door. Most of our friends would have opened up with, "Are you okay?" or, "Is everything okay?" but as I opened the door I said, "Want a coffee?"

"I'd love something stronger if you have it!"

"There's a few cans of Johnny's beer in the fridge or...I think I might have a bottle of red in my pantry."

"A glass of red would be great please!"

I would gladly have given her the whole bottle to take home to drink on her own but she was already on my sofa and she had started snivelling into her handkerchief.

I sat opposite her with a glass of my own and while I sipped at my wine, she gulped at hers, half the glass downed in just two swallows. I started to relax when it looked like Sue just wanted to drown her sorrows rather than exorcise her daemons verbally. And then she struck with the speed of a cobra, "I was lying earlier!"

"What...sorry...when?"

"At the coffee morning, I said that me and Gavin had the usual five or six shags a year like everyone else...well, everyone but you but I was lying! I pretended to be sick on Saint Valentine's Day so that I didn't have to have sex and I said I had a headache on our wedding anniversary so the last time I let Gavin fuck me was Christmas."

"God Sue, that was seven months ago...I'd be out of my mind if I hadn't had sex for that long."

"The thing is, I've never liked sex, I fake an orgasm every time just to make him stop quicker..."

I just shook my head, I had no idea what was going on in her head, I couldn't understand how anyone could dislike sex, I'd loved every moment of sex from my very first time.

"...things came to a head an hour ago, I was in the living room reading and Gavin was watching the play on Channel Four but I wasn't paying any attention to it..."

I thought, 'The same play that I was watching but I'd turned it off because of its hidden sexual content!'

"...he asked me if I was okay, I told him I was fine, he asked me if I was sure that I didn't have a headache or anything wrong with me. I wasn't really with it, I was deep, deep into the book I was reading so I told him that I was perfectly fine and that's when he made a move on me, he'd become over amorous because of that damned TV play."

"I was watching it but I had to turn it off because it was turning me on too much!"

"Well, it came as such a shock when he started to try his luck that I pushed him off, I was flustered because I hadn't expected it and when he asked me why not...well, I couldn't use my usual excuse because he'd already asked me if I was okay and I'd said that I was so I just blurted out that it was because I just didn't want to!"

I topped up Sue's glass with red wine again while she blew her nose and snivelled a little more.

"He looked totally shocked, I've never seen him so angry, he just stormed out of the house, he slammed the front door so hard that it cracked the glass in the door."

I made sympathetic noises even though I couldn't understand how any woman could possibly not like sex and I'd have to say that I would side with Gavin if he were here. In the end Sue had drunk three glasses of wine, my bottle was empty although my glass wasn't, I'd drunk less than half my glass, I checked the time, it was ten o'clock and I thought that Sue was about to ask if I had another bottle when I stopped her, "Johnny will be awake at six o'clock in the morning and I've got to be awake enough to help him so I need to go to bed now Sue!"

I watched Sue stagger across the road to her house as I closed all of my downstairs windows before joining my sleeping husband. He woke as predicted at six o'clock in the morning, I gave him his breakfast, porridge, much easier to feed to a man flat on his back than most breakfast cereal. When he finished his porridge he asked if I'd made him any coffee.

"Sorry, the milk's gone off because of the heat, as soon as I've helped you with your toilet, I'll nip down the shops to get a fresh pint of milk and I'll make coffee."

I helped Johnny waddle to the bathroom and settled him on the toilet he was in agony from the first twist of his body to help him off the bed and would remain in agony all the time he was sitting on the toilet and all the way back into bed, probably for a few hours after too. I covered him up again and went to my wardrobe.

Johnny said, "Why don't you wear that little white summer dress today darling!"

"I think it's a little too short for me now and very threadbare, I'll wear it around the house for you if you like but I don't think it's suitable to wear out in the street!"

His groan grew louder, I wasn't sure if it was genuine pain from his trip to the toilet or if he was manipulating me to do something that he wanted me to do but that was against my better judgement.

"What about that new lingerie set I bought you for Saint Valentine's Day, you haven't even tried it on yet...you could wear it under your summer dress."

"I haven't tried it on because it is too small for me."

"Rubbish, I made sure that I got exactly the right size for you."

"Not too small in that way, just smaller than I'd like to wear!"

He groaned again and I felt my strings being pulled. I found the new lingerie set, unwrapped it and then I took the knickers and held them behind the dress on its hanger.

"Look, this is through a double thickness of the dress' material and I can still see the red of the knickers through the dress!"

He tried to lift his head off of his pillow and groaned all over again.

"It's all right for you, if you get turned on I'll suck your cock for you, if I get turned on I'll have to look after myself."

"There is another option..."

I butted in and stopped him, "Like the bright idea that you came up with as you were falling asleep last night?"

He laughed and then coughed and then gave out a genuine groan of agony. I sighed in resignation and took my nighty off, I wasn't wearing knickers or bra under it, ever since we married I'd slept naked on the nights that I knew we'd definitely have sex or wearing just a nighty with nothing under...just in case Johnny felt frisky in the night.

I stepped into the thong and wriggled it up my body. I trimmed my pussy almost every day, shaved the stubble above my mound and down over my labia, even every day since Johnny's accident, just in case he wanted to use me or touch me but even with my little 'Pom-pom' of ginger hair just above my cunt was still exposed over the top of the impractical knickers, I shoehorned my tits into the cups of the bra, he was right, it was the right size for my body but too little for my tastes. Again, I'd have been happy to wear the lingerie set in the house for Johnny's pleasure but the street was a different matter.

I pulled my white summer mini-dress on over my head and then I stood close to Johnny at the side of the bed, "See, look how ridiculous I look!"

There was a sudden movement under the top sheet, his cock jumped to attention and I had to look after it before I could go to the shop to buy milk. He was already in pain from his trip to the toilet so the added discomfort of his orgasm wouldn't be too much of a problem for him.

I was already turned on as I left the house and I was really glad that so few people were out and about on the street at that time of the day. I took a detour through the park when I saw two workmen digging a hole in the road between me and the shop. On the park I spotted a tramp, he was rough sleeping on the park bench but as I got closer I realised that he was totally out of place, he didn't have the usual ten layers of clothing that a tramp would usually wear to keep the cold out, even on a summer's night.

When I got closer I realised that it was Gavin Dakin. I shook his shoulder and an empty bottle of beer fell from his arms and onto the ground below the bench, "Gavin, what the hell are you doing sleeping on the park like this!"

He rolled around and sat upright, I sat next to him, he gave me a stupid grin, "You look nice Vicky...I wish Sue would dress sexily from time to time...I wish Sue would do anything sexily occasionally!"

"Gavin, take my advice...get off home and talk to Sue...be honest with her, tell her what you want out of your marriage and ask her what she wants as well, see if you guys can't come to some kind of middle ground or at least just get things out in the open and do something to sort everything out!"

I left Gavin still sitting on the bench nursing a hangover and took my circuitous route to the shops. I bought a litre of milk and headed for home...

Now it could have been a Freudian slip on my part or just absentmindedness but I ended up walking back home along the most direct route home rather than taking the path through the park. By the time I got to the workmen digging up the road I was almost half way home and to change direction and go through the park again I'd have to walk all the way back to the shops so I just carried on. The hole in the road was quite deep, one man was standing in the hole squaring out the bottom of the hole just below an electricity cable but because of how low down he was, he could see right up under the bottom hem of my dress. He gave me a wolf whistle as I walked past and I have to say that him looking up under my dress and seeing my extremely scanty knickers under my dress really turned me on.

After getting my wolf-whistle from the labourers I found that I started walking with a flick of the hips that hadn't been there on my way out to the shop. Wiggling my arse as I walked did give me one problem though, as well as making the men look at me harder, the gusset of my new knickers was rubbing in a place that it had no business to rub. It wasn't rubbing enough to get me off, just enough to remind me that I'd missed around ten fucks in the past two weeks.

I made Johnny his coffee and tried to get my mind off of my fanny. I had to make the coffee quite milky and cool because Johnny would have to drink it through a straw. I had to hold the mug at the side of his head, the base of the mug pressed down into the mattress and the straw went over his cheek and into his mouth. It took him twenty minutes to drink his coffee and I was just wiping his mouth when there was a knock at the front door.

I took Johnny's cup into the kitchen and then answered the front door. Sue and Gavin Dakin were standing there, Sue looking determined and Gavin looking sheepish, Sue was the spokesman, "Can we pop up and see Johnny please Vicky?"

"Sure, you want a coffee? I can't offer any wine, it all went last night."

"Coffee will be fine thanks."

"Well, you go up, he's in the front bedroom, I'll be up as soon as I've made your coffee."

I could hear them mumbling as I made three cups of coffee, this time I'd be able to drink one myself because I wouldn't have to hold Johnny's cup for him. I could hear the mumbling as I climbed the stairs but when I entered the bedroom all was quiet.

I handed out the coffees and sat on the edge of my bed drinking it, Johnny said, "Vicky, did you know that Gavin passed out on a park bench last night?"

"I did, it was me who woke him this morning."

"He's managed to get himself a little bit of a 'Charley Horse' in his shoulder muscles and needs a bit of deep muscle massage on his back like you used to do for me when I was pitching for our baseball team!"

Johnny used to love it when I gave him a back massage...mind you, it never lasted long, I never managed to finish a whole back massage before Johnny rolled over and fucked me. I rolled off the bed and walked over to Gavin and started to massage his shoulders through his T-shirt.

"Not like that Vicky, you'll need to take his T-shirt off and use some 'Bengay' on his back and it would be easier if he was lying down...take him into the back bedroom and massage him."

"I'm supposed to be here to look after you darling!"

Sue almost jumped, "I can look after Johnny while you massage Gavin's back for him!"

I was reluctant but like the dress and the underwear, Johnny wanted me to do it so I did.

I covered the spare bed with a towel and told Gavin to take his shirt off, he actually had quite a nice muscular upper body, he looked very fit, a six-pack above his trousers and his pectoral muscles were almost as shapely as a woman's breasts.

Gavin lay on his face and I rubbed the liniment between my hands to warm it up before I started massaging it into his upper back. I found a massive knot of muscle just below his left shoulder blade. I was trying to remember all the things I'd been taught by my father when I helped him, he was the professional sports massage therapist at the baseball club, I only did it for a few months before Johnny captured my heart and wanted to keep me all to his self.

I worked that chink out of his muscle and worked my way around his upper back, I found two more knots closer to his neck and worked on them, it did cross my mind that Johnny wouldn't have allowed me to get that far into a massage, we would have been fucking long before now.

"Don't get mad with me Vicky but Sue and I asked Johnny if you could help me over a little frustration I'm having at the moment...Johnny said that you were in the same boat. He said that I could ask you for sex and if you were okay with it he would be happy for the two of us to have a little therapeutic sex until his back is better."

Well, I have to say that I wasn't surprised at all, Johnny had come to that same conclusion himself last night before finally passing out from the sleeping tablets I'd given him. I patted Gavin on his back, "Okay, I've done now, you can put your shirt back on!"

"What do you think though...could we do something together?"

"I think that Johnny isn't thinking straight because of all the drugs he's on, they are making him a little crazy!"

Gavin rolled onto his back, his trousers looked full to bursting point, my massaging his back had had the same effect on him as it always had on Johnny, the first time I'd massaged him after a training session I'd actually given him a happy ending to his massage with my hand and after that he wanted me to be his girlfriend and then his wife.

Sue called out from the other bedroom, "Vicky...Johnny needs a bottle!"

I looked at Gavin's trousered erection, I knew exactly what he wanted but Sue had taken the issue away by telling me that my husband needed a pee.

I left Gavin in the spare bedroom and Sue took the cups to the kitchen to wash them while I took care of Johnny's toilet needs, it was difficult to get his cock into the bottle because he, like Gavin, had a massive erection.

As Johnny started his pee flowing he said, "What do you think?"

"What do I think about what?"

"Well, if you won't let me arrange for you to get a vibrator...why don't you just let Gavin fuck you? He needs sex, Sue doesn't want to have sex with him any more and you need sex as well...I'm only suggesting that you do it with him while I'm laid up!"

"I worry that if I do anything with another man you might not be able to handle it...men are usually really bad at sharing their toys!"

"Well, the way I can see it changing things between us is that I will want to watch at least once when my back gets better and I'm sure that I'll love seeing you being fucked and might want to see it more than once with more than one man."

I shook my head, "Man...you're a pervert!"

"That's why you love me so much!"

I was trying to marshal my thoughts, I guess that there was more of a grimace on my face than anything else.

"You could look at it like being a kind of therapist, Gavin and Sue are having difficulties and it's probably Gavin's fault because no one actually teaches men how to fuck a woman properly and because a man gets off every time we think that we're the ones doing it right. You might be able to teach Gavin how to be a better husband for Sue."

Johnny had hit a nerve with me, when I left school I had a crazy idea that I wanted to be a sports injury therapist like my father but my GCSE's weren't good enough to get me on a training course, so I'd helped my father with simple massages at the baseball club he worked at to see how I got on with it and then I'd have to decide if I was going back to school to improve my exam results to train professionally but Johnny had talked me out of it. He earned good money and he wanted me to marry him and give up work to look after him.

"You mean like a sex therapist?"

"Darling, no woman knows more about sex than you and I don't know any other woman who loves sex as much as you do...I'm sure that if you had sex with Gavin as a way of spotting what he's doing wrong and try to teach him to be a better husband and lover to Sue, then I'm sure that you wouldn't feel guilty after."

He did have a point and at that moment Sue opened our bedroom door. I was holding Johnny's book in my hands, it was time to read to him for an hour. I looked at Sue, holding his book in one hand and tapping it against the other, "Sue, are you positive that you want me to do this with Gavin?"

Sue nodded her head enthusiastically, "I'm sure...there's something going wrong between Gavin and me and I think that if you had sex with him it might take the pressure off of our marriage!"

I was far happier now, I handed Johnny's book to Sue to read to him while I went back to the spare bedroom and Gavin Dakin.

I noticed that he'd gone off the boil, I knew what to do with Johnny but I wasn't so sure how to approach Gavin. I reasoned that undressing would be a good starting point, especially with the sexy underwear that I was wearing so I pulled my dress off over my head and stood in front of Gavin in just my bra and knickers.

That certainly got his attention and reinflated his cock in his trousers.

What happened next was a bit of a shock, Gavin dragged me down on the bed and ripped my knickers off, he didn't even bother taking his trousers all the way off, just pulled them down to his knees and he was stabbing his cock against my cunt. He managed to enter me and then went wild; he was fucking me hard and fast, just going as fast as he could to his own end game and giving me nothing at all.

I managed to get my wits in line just before Gavin reached his tipping point, I kicked against the bed and managed to swim my body up the bed enough to drop his cock out of my cunt, he was fighting to reengage but once I was free I managed to twist and buck until he got the message and realised that he wasn't going to reacquire me that way.

"What did I do wrong?"

I rolled out from under him, "I'm not here just to get you off, making love is a partnership between two, or more, people, both giving as well as receiving pleasure from the act."

I took my bra off and kicked my knickers off of my left ankle where Gavin had left it. "Let's start out by you getting naked as well as me."

Gavin took his trousers off and invited me back onto the bed, "Socks as well!"

He looked a little exasperated as he pulled both soxks from his feet and invited me to join him on the bed again.

"You stand up at the side of the bed!"

Gavin stood next to me and I kissed him, I stroked the back of his neck with my left hand as we kissed and I ran my right hand down over his ribcage to his cock and took him in my hand. I rubbed his cock for a few seconds as we explored each other's mouths with our tongues.

"Do you like blow-jobs?"

I felt his whole body stiffen and he gasped as his cock almost jumped out of my hand.

"I love that but I cum too quickly and it takes me hours to get hard again after."

"Well, I'm willing to be careful, just give you a little pleasure but stop before you cum in my mouth!"

I sat on the bed and took his cock in my mouth carefully. I'd done it to Johnny often enough to spot the tells and hold back short of the landing zone. I gave Gavin thirty minutes of pleasure with my mouth but didn't let him cum, a rollercoaster ride for him, probably more pleasure than he'd had in his life before.

I pulled my mouth off of his cock and rolled onto my back, "Now...kneel between my feet and kiss your way up my legs to my pussy!"

Gavin looked worried, "You want me to kiss your pussy?"

"Did you enjoy what I've just done to you with my mouth?"

"Of course I did, you gave me the best blow job I've ever had!"

"And now it's your turn to reciprocate that pleasure on me, only you don't have to worry about stopping before I climax, just keep going until I tell you to move on."

He was reluctant and once his mouth reached my vagina he was lost, he had no idea how to give a woman pleasure between her legs with his mouth. I ended up giving him a biology lesson, female genitalia one-oh-one. I had to teach him the parts of a vagina, where the clitoris was, the difference between leaving the hood over it and pulling it up out of the way. It was a steep learning curve for him but he soon got the hang of easing my clitoral hood off of my clit and applying gentle pleasure with the tip of his tongue to take me to orgasm and then allowing the hood to cover over again and applying more pressure with his teeth and lips through my hood to the same effect and every time I reached a fresh orgasm he looked totally surprised and delighted at what he was doing to my body with his mouth.

I took thirty minutes of pleasure from him before I pushed his mouth away, "Okay, move on to part three now!"

I directed his mouth up my body, stopping him every inch or so and pushing his lips against my skin for him to either kiss or nip at me with his teeth. I made him pay special attention to my nipples even though he was eager to start actually fucking me. I had to point out that everything that we'd been doing for the past eighty minutes was actually all part of making love, it wasn't all down to the penis in the vagina part of the act.

When I finally allowed him to put his cock in my cunt he started with frenetic pumping action again until I stopped him, "You have to let me take part as well, if you fuck me that hard, all I can do is lie here and take it."

He looked confused again but he slowed down, I rolled my hips as he pushed in and then lifted my hips to meet him, it caused a little slap as my almost bare pussy mound hit his. But his face turned into a massive grin. We fucked each other rather than him fucking me, I even managed to get him on his back so that I could ride him from above, showing him just how much pleasure he could get from a long slow fuck instead of thirty seconds of rapid rabbit bonking.

I rolled back onto my back, pulling him on top of me, "Okay, you can finish off now as fast as you like!"

I expected him to go bananas again but he didn't, he did increase speed a little but he still gave me the chance to join in and help him get off.

I pulled my dress on over my head with nothing under it and ran for the toilet to wash Gavin's spunk out of my fanny.

Gavin was still in the spare bedroom getting dressed, he had worn himself out with all the fucking and needed five minutes to get his breath back.

I walked into my bedroom where Sue was still reading to Johnny, Sue had a red face and Johnny had a massive grin on his.

Sue and Gavin went home, I was watching them as they crossed the road, "Gavin's holding hands with Sue...I can't remember ever seeing them holding hands as they walked along before!"

"Sue couldn't believe her ears when she heard you having so many orgasms, you were climaxing for close to an hour all together!"

"They've just kissed on the front door step, not a quick peck either, it was a full blown passionate kiss!"

"Wish I could see that!"

"What, Gavin and Sue kissing?"

"No, I wish I could have seen you and Gavin fucking...how was he?"

"What...like is he better than you or not?"

"I'm not worried about that but how was he as a lover?"

"He had no idea about sex at all, he said he liked to have his cock sucked but he always climaxed too fast so usually just went for vaginal sex...he'd never gone down on a woman in his life before either but mainly because he had no idea what to do or how to do it!"

"Did you suck his cock?"

"I did, I worked hard to give him thirty minutes of pleasure without taking him over the top and then I made him lick me for half an hour after."

"I'm not sure how Sue will react to all that, I think she just wanted Gavin to empty his balls and stop pestering her for sex for a few weeks!"

"It was your idea, I treated it as if I was a sex therapist, rather than just letting Gavin get off, I taught him how to make love!"

"You might have to do the same for Sue!"

That made me think, "Perhaps the next time I let Gavin fuck me I might have to let Sue watch so that she can get the picture!"

"Can I watch as well?"

"You have to worry about your back and getting better."

"Can you get me off again please?"

"Hand or mouth?"

"Both!"

I started to suck Johnny's cock for the second time that day.

"How did you enjoy your first time as a sex therapist?"

I pulled my mouth off of his cock, "I actually enjoyed it, I doubt that the local NHS service would allow their sex therapists to fuck their clients though!"

I returned to sucking Johnny's cock.

"Would you be willing to take on another client?"

I was still sucking as I pulled my mouth off of his cock again and it caused an audible 'Pop' as the vacuum broke, I said, "Like who?" before I returned to sucking duties!

"Well, Dawn and Gail King's husbands for two..."

A shiver ran through my body at that suggestion. I'd been curious when the King family first moved into the village. Twin sisters with six kids moved into the village, the largest house around and right on the edge of the populated area. Rumours bounced around the village for weeks that the two women were both married to the same man, some form of polygamy or that they weren't actually married at all and that King was their maiden name. It was the second Sunday after they moved in when ten members of the family turned up in our local church. Twin brothers had married twin sisters, they'd lived separately in London for many years and then they decided to move out of the city to give their kids a better chance in life and all live together in one house.

The first time I got Dawn on her own I asked her how come twin sisters were allowed to marry twin brothers. I'd have thought that the first couple to marry would have made it difficult for the second couple to marry as they would be classed as brother and sister after the first marriage. They'd got around the problem by both couples getting married at the same time, in the same church but with two different vicars performing the ceremonies.

The thought of fucking twin brothers one at a time, separated by time was a turn on but the bigger turn on was the fantasy of doing both at the same time, on the same bed.

"You like that thought don't you?"

I nodded my head with his cock still in my mouth, I doubled my speed on his cock with both my hand and my mouth and he fired off, shot his spunk in my mouth and then groaned in pain because he'd humped up into my mouth as his body hit a spasm.

I made Johnny another coffee and sat with him to help him drink it. Johnny said. "I think most of the men in the village complain that they don't get enough sex!"

"And I have talked to most of the women over the years and they all complain that their husbands want sex more often than they want. It could all be like Sue and Gavin, the men don't know how to give their wives pleasure, they make demands just to get their own pleasure and the women end up feeling used!"

"So, who would you like to try first?"

I just grinned at him.

"The twins will be playing cricket tomorrow on the park, I think that you should dress sexily and go to the game, they might need someone to keep the score sheet for them. You might get the twins sniffing around you...or one of the other players...it doesn't much matter which but you'd probably be better off buying condoms on your way to the game."

I went to bed at ten o'clock and went through my time with Gavin in my dreams, working through every step to see if I could see any point where I could have improved Gavin's or my experience. I would have had more pleasure if I hadn't been doing so much 'Teaching' as we fucked but apart from that I couldn't imagine a better time with Gavin.

My dreams then turned into fantasy and me having sex with Dawn and Gail's husbands at the same time and then the cricket match and what might happen. When I woke in the morning, I sorted Johnny's breakfast and then his toilet needs. Johnny picked out what he wanted me to wear for my walk to the park to watch the cricket match.

I called in at the shops first and bought a pack of ten condoms, the shopkeeper asked, "Does that mean that Johnny is getting better?"

"No, I don't need any form of birth control, the condoms are to stop STD's."

From the shocked look on his face I guessed that I should just have said that I was stocking up for when Johnny was better.

The cricket game had already started, both sides had full teams as well as other players that weren't needed for the game but were out supporting their respective teams. I spoke to most of the players from our village team as we were batting first and then was struck by a large West Indian man who was supporting the other team. We didn't see many foreign players in the village competition, we'd see a few Asians but they were quite light skinned and just looked like white guys after a continental holiday.

He walked past me careful not to look in my direction in case it upset any of the locals, I said hi to him and he looked genuinely shocked that I'd made first contact.

We sat on deckchairs as my team reached thirty runs and I started to feel uncomfortable at the way my village players were looking at Winston.

"My husband usually plays for the team, he's actually a good player, reasonable bowler as well as a reasonable batsman but he's laid up at the moment with a bad back."

"Husband...that's a pity...I was hoping that you might be available!"

"Well, we could go to my place, have a chat to my husband, he might make me available!"

Winston choked on his beer, he looked confused. He wasn't sure if I was being serious or if I was joking with him.

"I'd love to meet your husband!"

We left the park and walked to my house, I sent Winston up to the front bedroom while I made Johnny a coffee and got Winston a beer. I heard Winston's belly laugh all the way down in the kitchen. When I got to the bedroom Winston and Johnny were chatting like they had been friends for all of their lives.

When your wife invited me here to meet you I have to admit that I was hoping that you were a figment of her imagination and that she was just trying to get me here to have her wicked way with me."

I held the coffee mug at the side of Johnny's face and pressed the straw to his lips. He sucked a mouthful of coffee and swallowed it.

"Well, if you can wait for a few minutes while Vicky helps me to the toilet, I'm sure that she'd love to have her wicked way with you in the spare bedroom."

Johnny took another drink and then looked at me and asked me to help him to the bathroom. Winston butted in, "Can I help you to the bathroom?"

Johnny looked confused by that offer.

"Nothing funny going on Johnny mate, I'm a consultant spinal injuries doctor and I would like to get a close up look at the way you move!"

I let Winston help Johnny to the toilet and could hear them as Johnny took his dump, Winston kept saying, does this hurt...this...how about this?"

When Winston helped Johnny back to bed he said that he thought that he could help Johnny with his back problem. In time Johnny would have eventually been sent to see Winston at the local hospital once the local doctor felt all the swelling around Johnny's spine had subsided. Winston was suggesting a series of cortisone injections into the swelling around Johnny's spine, the cortisone would help reduce swelling as well as reduce pain.

"If I can take away the localised pain and you can start moving your spine around without too much pain you will heal ten times quicker."

Winston was about to leave when Johnny said, "Aren't you going to play with Victoria before you go Winston?"

He looked at me, "Now that I know that you're going to be one of my patients I'd feel very guilty about bonking your wife!"

"Well, strictly speaking, I'm not your patient until I'm called into your clinic at the hospital, so you should make the best of the few days you have!"

I took Winston into the spare bedroom and had sex with my first ever black lover. I made him wear a condom for both of our protection and only let him fuck me, I didn't suck his cock or anything but he had his fun and I had mine. After Winston left the house I had to give Johnny a blow by blow account of my fuck with Winston.

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