I got a sudden pang of guilt for using my eldest daughter's name in a taboo sex chat room but then I'd never dreamed that anyone would actually try and contact me.

I chatted with Simon for an hour, exploring each other's thoughts before I plucked up the courage to ask him about his own rape fantasy.

I kind of switched off at that moment, my breathing had got out of hand and I'd started to shiver through a minor orgasm and I had to close the chat room before I said or did something I'd regret later.

I busied myself for the rest of the day, I scrubbed everything that could be scrubbed and hoovered everything that couldn't be scrubbed. I was rushing to get finished by four o'clock and my daughters getting home from school until I remembered that it was Friday, Sarah and Dawn would be getting off the school bus a stop early and calling in at the farm, Johnny's mother was going to try and teach them how to knit again, her fourth attempt. My daughters were beautifully graceful when they were dancing and could remember a twenty minute dance routine easily but when it came to manual dexterity they were as much good as a cart horse would be.

Johnny got home at four-thirty, POETS day, Piss Off Early, Tomorrow's Saturday! I was hot and sweaty, desperately in need of a shower but when Johnny got home and wrapped me in his arms for a 'welcome home' kiss I got a twisted idea. It seemed that I'd been kidding myself all day, working hard to try and keep my mind off of what was really in my head.

"Johhhhhnnnnnyyyyyy, do you think your mum and dad will keep the girls a little longer this evening so we can go out for a drink?"

Johnny grinned at me, "You go and get showered...you're a little ripe at the moment...and I'll ask my dad."

I ran up to the bathroom while Johnny was talking to his father. I took a quick shower and ran from the bathroom to my bedroom, I found the dress that I'd had in my mind, a voluminous summer dress with spaghetti string straps so the afternoon sun would get to my bare shoulders and neck. I'd planned on not wearing a bra and wearing my new scarlet thong panties. I was just admiring how thin the material of my dress was and wondering if the scarlet thong would show through such thin material when I saw my old jeans shivering in the corner of the bedroom, on the floor next to the rag bag, they knew that they were in line for retirement and were cowering in fear.

I stepped into my old jeans, there was a snag on the arse where I'd caught them on a nail when I was decorating, a rip about an inch long that showed off my knickers...not today though, no knickers meant that they couldn't show them off.

I dived deep in my tops and T-shirt drawer, an old top that had cap-sleeves and a wide neck, quite low cut but not obscene, that top was also just one step away from the floor next to my rag bag and it knew it too.

I slipped my feet into my old trainers, they didn't cost much when I bought them and I'd used them while decorating as well so they were splashed with paint. Johnny walked in pulling his tie from under his collar, "Oh, we going to a 'Grunge pub' for that drink are we?"

"I thought we could walk over the field path to Billing and have a drink in the Elwes Arms but the path is still muddy in places. Johnny nodded his head and he started to strip off, he put on his oldest jeans as well and a white T-shirt, he was bending over to put his walking boots on when he said, "I can see your bum, there's a hole under the back pocket."

"I know, but I wouldn't want to get my best jeans muddy."

"You must be wearing your new thongs under those jeans, I'm, going to be fighting men off you all night long!"

"Must I be wearing my new thong?"

"Well, either that or..." Johnny's face suddenly turned into a grin, "...ohh! I see, okay, you ready?"

"What time do we need to be home for the girls?"

"Dad said they could stop over, they're going to camp out in the Hay loft, I'll go over in the morning to take them to Dance class."

"Oh cool, a night off!"

My choice of walks wasn't accidental, I'd calculated the route to the inch, there were twenty footpaths we could have taken and I'd chosen one of the longest. We walked out of the village holding hands and swinging our arms like teenagers after two miles the path crossed the road between Billing and our own village.

"It must have been somewhere around here that the woman was raped a few weeks ago!"

Johnny looked around, "Up there on the right, I think the police had their mobile incident room parked here and the tent thing was in the field."

"The 'Gabezo' you mean?"

"Gazebo my intellectually challenged Muppet!"

I walked over to the gate and looked in both directions, Johnny stood behind me pressing his chest against my shoulder blades and his hips against my buttocks, "Over there, you can see where they had to hammer a land anchor into the ground to hold the tent in place in the high wind."

I looked all around and then climbed the gate to get in the field, "Vicky, I don't think we're supposed to be in here!"

"They would have put up notices or left a copper on guard or something if we weren't supposed to be here!"

Johnny climbed the gate and followed me to where the police tent had been set up over where the woman had been raped. I looked at the actual spot where it happened and a shiver ran through my body, Johnny came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders, "Cold?"

I looked over my shoulder at his face and I shook my head. I looked back down at the impression that her body had left in the grass at the side of the field. I reached for his right hand and pulled it over my shoulder, I brought it to my lips and kissed it before I placed his hand around my throat, wrapping his fingers around as if he were strangling me. He kissed my neck and down onto my bare shoulder, as he bit my shoulder he pressed his hips into my bottom and his fingers tightened around my throat a little, his left hand slipped down over my left arm and onto my waist. I swayed my hips, swishing my tail as it were against his rapidly growing erection inside of his jeans.

His left hand took a dive down the front of my jeans, he reached hair but then his hand was trapped by the tight waistband of my jeans. I flipped the button open and pulled my zipper down a little, his fingers closed in on my cunt, I was climaxing before his fingertip even got wet. The sound of a tractor out on the road made me turn to see where the tractor was going, I'd turned so quickly that it hurt Johnny's trapped wrist in my trousers.

I apologised as I watched the roof of the tractor pass above the hedgerow between the field we were in and the road. I rubbd my hand over the front of Johnny's trousers, gripping his cock through his jeans and underpants. I looked all around, "The rapist really had to know this area well, this is one of the few spots that can't easily be seen from anywhere else!"

Johnny nodded his head, I pulled his zipper down and fished his rod out of his underpants, I squatted down in front of him and pulled his cock into my mouth. I applied pressure, sucking his cock and I slid my tongue over his cockhead, one lick and he exploded into my mouth taking me by surprise as I had to swallow quickly.

His cock shrank away from my mouth and I stood up giggling as he apologised for exploding without warning me, he was still apologising as I kissed him, he pulled away and pulled a face, "God that tastes disgusting, how the hell can you swallow that stuff like that?"

"It's just a part of you my darling, after the tenth gallon you just get used to it."

I put his sleeping cock back into his underpants and zipped him up before closing my own jeans. We walked back to the gate and clambered over and carried on to the pub. Johnny had one pint, he knew about half the men drinking in the Elwes Arms tonight, I had four vodka's, Johnny only had to buy me one of them. As men were still offering me even more alcohol I realised just how easily one of those men could have slipped a pill into my drinks and had another shiver. At nine thirty we left the pub to much complaint, men wanted me to stay, they were enjoying looking at my unfettered breasts wobbling inside my unsupportive top as well as the few that realised that they could see one of my buttocks peeping out of my jeans through the tear.

I picked a different path home, as we walked along Johnny said, "I think this is the path where Molly Baxter was raped." He pointed out four little flags that were sticking out of the path. "From what I've heard, she was dragged from here, look, you can still see the drag marks in the grass."

There was police tape tied across a hole in the face of a bush, "Molly was dragged through there..."

I ducked under the tape and crossed into the void inside the massive old bush. A large tree stood in the middle of the bush it had a thick branch that stuck out horizontally from the main trunk at two foot six high. Johnny came in behind me, "I don't think we should be in here, not with the police tape across the bush."

"I'm sure it's okay!"

I was looking around the inner space inside the bush, I could see the back of the stables from the riding school and the hay rick next to the stables, "Has anyone mentioned what happened to Molly, so many people know her from the pub?"

"Well, Gary talked to Old Pete...you know he found her..."

I jumped in, "I didn't know that!"

"...well, Old Pete was walking down to let the horses out of the stables and his dog ran into the bush here, Pete couldn't get the dog to go back to him so he came in, he found Molly there..." Johnny pointed to the branch that was sprouting out of the main trunk of the tree.

I looked at the branch, for the most part the branch was covered in moss and lichen apart from a three foot long section that was clean.

"Pete thought she was dead, she'd been left bent over that branch, she was face down with her wrists tied to her ankles with bailing twine. Pete said that she was totally naked so he took his coat off and covered her as much as he could and that's when she groaned. Pete didn't have anything to cut the string with and he couldn't untie the knots so he left her covered by his coat and ran to the village cop's house."

I pressed my hips to the same place that Molly must have had her hips against, I looked around, "Look over there, piles of bailing twine!"

Johnny reached over, the stable hands were obviously cutting bails of hay on the other side of the hedge and throwing the hessian twine into the bush, being hessian, the string would rot down over time and go to feed the worms. Johnny pulled a handful of the old twine, they were two feet long, not too thick, course and very strong.

Johnny was holding the strings in his right hand and he pressed the back of my neck with his left, pushing me over the branch a few degrees, he suddenly realised what he was doing and he jumped away from me, a shocked look on his face.

I gave a quick look outside the bush, up and down the path, all was clear so I stepped back into the bush, I thought for a moment and then pulled my top off, Johnny looked even more shocked at the fact that I was topless in a crime scene, more shocked still when I opened my jeans and pulled them down so I was standing there totally naked. I was glad that I'd chosen my old work jeans and not my new high fashion jeans because my old work jeans had wide legs and would easily pull over my feet without taking my shoes off. I faced the branch again, pressed my naked hips against the branch in the exact spot that Molly had been and I leaned all the way forward, gripping my own ankles with my hands. Johnny squatted down at my side and he looped a length of bailing twine around my wrists and ankles.

Once I was trussed up Johnny pulled his own trousers down and came in behind me and fucked me as I stood there folded over the branch. I was orgasming from the outset and Johnny slapped my hip hard, telling me to keep quiet or someone might hear me.

Johnny wasn't usually one for sexual Olympics, he was quick to fire and very, very, veeerrrryyy, slow to reload. During our honeymoon we might have had sex two or three times in a twenty-four hour period but since then, it was less than once a week usually and after Sarah was born fifteen years ago, we didn't actually have sex in a year, our first sex was on Sarah's first birthday, and only then because Johnny's parents looked after her for the night.

The next time was Johnny's birthday, same again, Sarah was off at her grandparent's house so I could take Johnny out for a meal. We had sex that night too, just once and Dawn was the result nine months later.

This was the first time since our honeymoon that Johnny was going for his second orgasm in such a short time and because he had already cum that evening, it took him a really long time to cum for his second. I had twenty or twenty-five orgasms as I was tied over the tree branch before Johnny filled my cunt with his seed.

I was untied and stood upright, I looked at my hip where Johnny had slapped me, there was a bright red hand print on my hip. Johnny got that shocked look on his face again, "God I'm sorry Vicky, I got a bit carried away there!"

I kissed him and told him that it was okay, "It all added to the realism of the role play."

I dressed quickly, my clothes were a little muddy from being thrown to the ground as I undressed. We walked the rest of the way home wrapped in each other's arms, it was properly dark by the time we reached our own village and as we passed under the first of the village streetlights Johnny burst out laughing.

"What you laughing at you bloody fool?"

Johnny pointed down at my legs, "I hope we don't bump into my mum or dad, they'll know exactly what we've been up to on our walk!"

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked down, there was a saddle shadow between my legs where the denim had been soaked by the mixture of Johnny's semen and my excitement and the tide mark reached all the way down to my knees.

Our pace quickened to our house, in the hope that we didn't bump into anyone on the way. I was undressing as we walked through the house and by the time I reached the utility room I was totally naked, I bent over to feed my dirty clothes into the washing machine when Johnny came up behind me and started rubbing his crotch against my bum, he was hard again already and it had only been an hour since his last orgasm, a record recycle rate for my husband.

"Your jeans are muddy on the insides of the ankles. Take them off and I'll wash them with mine."

Johnny stripped off, I threw his underpants and T-shirt into the laundry basket to await a white's and light's wash and his jeans went in the washing machine with my clothes. I stood up facing the utility room's window and Johnny stepped in to kiss me, pulling my face to one side and leaning over my shoulder. There was a flash, Johnny broke our kiss and looked up at the sky, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, "Must have been lightning, the forecast is for a storm in the next twenty-four hours."

It was midnight when we tumbled into bed and Johnny went for his own world record, three fucks in a single evening, only our sixth fuck in six months. It took Johnny over two hours to reach his third climax in eight hours, I wasn't complaining though. I thought that Johnny was about to give up and go to sleep without reaching his hat-trick but he asked me if he could be a little rougher with me and once I'd nodded my head he went a little crazy, he was handling me a little...lot roughly and he slapped my thigh again and as the sting of the flat of his hand bit into me his semen flooded my lower chamber again.

I woke as Johnny walked into the bedroom, he had my breakfast on a tray, he kissed me, "I'm off to collect the girls and take them to dance, I have their ballet bags and their tap shoes, do they need anything else?"

"No, that's all they need today, are you dropping them off and coming straight back?"

"No, I'm going to drop them off and go to watch the cricket on the village green until it's time to pick them up."

I ate my breakfast and wandered down to the living room. I switched my PC on and then went into the kitchen to wash my dishes. I sat at my PC and absentmindedly switched the rape fantasy chat room on. There was an instant message:

Okay, I was well mellow after a full evening of sex the day before and I was beginning to wonder why the hell I'd opened the chat room again, I really wanted to say no, that I didn't want to see a potential blackmail picture of his neighbour but I knew enough about myself that I might need to talk to someone like Simon again in the near future so I had to keep him sweet!

A dialogue box opened, 'Simple Simon would like to send you a file, accept [Yes]/[No]'

I accepted the file.

I sat waiting patiently, looking at the chat window and the screen blinked into a full colour picture of me, I was totally shocked, shocked and stunned. The last thing I expected to see was a picture of myself coming in from the internet, the picture was from last night, the picture of me standing naked, kissing Johnny over my shoulder. I had to think on my feet:

Wow, that surprised me, the shiver was close to an orgasm running through my body, just the thought that someone would show a picture of me like that to Ron had pressed all of my buttons simultaneously.

I was gasping through my orgasm as I read Simon's message, just writing that Ron had probably fucked me had tilted my pinball machine and that surprised me. I didn't know that Ron was a lothario or that imagining him fucking me would send me over the edge.

I made weak excused to get off the line, I'd have to be careful not to let Johnny see the naked picture of us or he'd rush around to Simon's house and tear him a new hole!

I was thinking about Ron all the rest of the morning until Johnny came home with the girls. I did a snack lunch for the four of us, Dawn had changed from her dance costume and into a summer dress similar to the dress I had planned to wear the evening before, Sarah was wearing matching shorts and top, a sun suit kind of thing.

"Mum, can me and Dawn go to the park please?"

Johnny stepped in, "You can...but you may not and it's Dawn and I, not Dawn and me!"

"Daddy, can you see why we don't ask you if we can go out?"

"Mum, you're the boss around here, can we?"

I looked at Johnny, "Did you say no for a reason or were you just making a grammatical point?"

"Grammar!"

"I'm not your grandmother..." I looked at the girls, "...you may go to the park, back here in time for dinner, no later than five thirty."

Sarah and Dawn ran to the park, leaving me and Johnny in the living room.

I waited until Johnny had filled his glass and sat on the sofa before I said, "A little birdie tells me that your father is a bit of a philanderer, that he fucks anything with a hole in the town!"

Johnny smiled, "Well, not anything, he draws the line at men but every woman."

"He's never even hinted at me!"

"He flirts with you every time he sees you, you just don't pick up on it because you're so innocent."

"You're pulling my leg now!"

"Well, my dad's collecting bacon and sausages from the butchers and offered us a couple of pounds of each, he'll drop them off in the next hour, I'll invite him in for a coffee, if you want proof, change into your kimono now, just your red thong and kimono, you'll get all the proof you need."

"What if the girls walk in on me dressed like that?"

"The boys are on the park playing football, the girls won't come home until they are dragged off the park kicking and screaming!"

"If I dressed like that you'd take the meat off of him at the door and send him home so you can keep me all to yourself!"

I chuckled as I said it.

He shook his head, "You go and change, you'll see!"

I went up to our bedroom and stripped naked, I pulled on my new red thong and Johnny was suddenly there, "You trickster, you just wanted to get me naked in the afternoon for sex...we can't though, the girls might just come home early."

"No, no ulterior motive, I was just going to tell you to put your hair in braids, my dad prefers the little girl look..." Johnny was about to leave the bedroom but he stopped in the doorway, "You could try using one of my disposable razors, he likes the young look...and I mean really young look."

Johnny winked at me and headed for the stairs.

I spent fifteen minutes deforesting my pussy and then I heard Ron's Land Rover in the street, I quickly pulled my thong back on and wrapped myself in my ultra short kimono.

Ron was in the back of the Land Rover, he had several large cool boxes and he was selecting packs of bacon and sausages from them. I was walking down the stairs as Johnny opened the front door, just as Ron was walking up the path with his arms full of pork products from his own pigs but butchered in town professionally.

"Oh dad, I didn't expect you so early, I've just got to pop out for thirty minutes but Vicky is in home, just go in, drop the meat in the kitchen for us please."

I followed Ron through the house to the kitchen, as he put the meat bags on the kitchen table I said, "Would you like a coffee Pa or do you have to get the meat in the farm freezer?"

"You know I can always make thirty minutes to have a coffee with my beautiful daughter-in-law."

I set up the coffee maker to filter two cups of Columbian blend coffee and then, with my back to Ron I said, "I should get dressed, it's not decent being dressed like this in the afternoon, I got all sweaty doing housework this morning and was getting changed when I heard your 'Mud Plugger' in the lane, I thought Johnny had already gone out so I rushed down to let you..."

Ron was at my back, his hand on my bum, rubbing through my short kimono, he pressed his lips against my ear and whispered, "You don't have to get changed for me, unless it is to take things off and not put them back on again!" his hand slipped down off my bum and on to the back of my leg, he kissed my neck and slid his hand back up onto my buttock but under my kimono this time... to be continued.

5,200 Words.

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