"If you like."

Sid disappeared for five minutes and returned with the remote sounder from the front door bell as well as the portable phone from reception and we got into bed together, a quick fuck and we fell asleep together until eight o'clock in the morning and another quick fuck.

Nine o'clock on Monday morning saw me in Kettering's centre, dressed in my red football kit from Sunday, my first stop was the cafe, a bacon sandwich and a fresh orange juice and then to Newlands shopping centre and a trawl through the budget bins in TK Maxx. I bought two white 'A-line' dresses, two white bras, a five pack of white knickers and a five pack of white socks. I had over three hundred pounds in my purse, I could have gone mad and bought all kinds of sexy stuff but my guess was that men chose girls of my age because they loved little girls, not mini women so I was going to dress as if I were even younger than I really was.

I was back at the hotel by ten o'clock and started working straight away. I did eleven gold services, five silver and one bronze. I went out to dinner by myself in a small back street McDonald's and on my way back to the hotel I bought a book to read in between customers.

I slept at the hotel until Thursday, that had been my plan when I left my mother fuming at home on Sunday afternoon. I definitely couldn't complain that the start of my second week on holiday from school was boring as the first, far from it in fact, having sex with over fifty men had been extremely exciting as well as very good exercise.

I worked until five PM on Thursday and then took a bath and dressed in my virgin white clothes. I told Yasim that I'd be finishing work at five o'clock on Thursday afternoon and returning on Friday morning. I sat in the hotel reception keeping a watch through the glass front door as I waited for my mother to turn up. I made small talk with customers who were waiting for their server to be free.

I spotted my mother's car turn up in Hawthorn Road, she was dressed in her business suit as she drove past the front of the hotel, she turned into the driveway to the garages and workshops and when she drove back out again, she was dressed in her crop top and black mini-skirt.

I watched her park in the same spot that she parked her car last week and watched as she walked up and down the street. She was picked up at seven o'clock and her 'John' drove her to her usual spot behind the garages and that's when I left my seat in the hotel's reception.

I walked to the side of the car and watched my mother being fucked totally naked in the back seat. I just stood there as my mother verbalised her orgasm and as the man climaxed into her she was complaining that he'd finished off too fast. The man had dressed and my mother still lay there panting in the nude, using her fingers to massage his running spunk over her clitoris until she had given herself another massive orgasm. My mother chose the moment of the height of her self induced orgasm to look over at me.

My mother's gasp made the man look at me as well, "What the fuck..." My mother put her hand on the man's mouth, "It's my daughter, I think she's here to talk to me."

I stood and watched her dress, no bra, just the thin, skimpy, crop-top, red thong and black mini-skirt and she slipped her bare feet into her long black, high heel boots. She got out of his car and headed for Hawthorn Road, as she passed me she grabbed my elbow and dragged me after her, "I see you're still alive then!"

"Yes, I can look after myself."

I could see that my mother was trying to wind herself up into a fury again, like on Sunday afternoon. I yanked my elbow free, "I can see that you aren't quite mellow enough yet to talk civilly to me, shall I come back after your next customer?"

My mother seemed to deflate, "No, I'm mellow enough."

We went and sat in my mother's car to talk with a little more privacy. I told her that I was happy to go home with her but not while she was on her roller coaster of mood swings, "Look mum, on Thursday evenings you'll let any man fuck you and it gets you in a good mood for three days, if you don't care who actually gets you mellow, why not let dad fuck you on Saturday night to recharge your batteries and get you mood swing reset to happy again"

"You're too young to understand anything!"

"I know that you need sex more than one day a week, either find someone else to do it or let dad."

"I don't like the kind of sex that your father likes."

"Tell him what's in limits and what's out of bounds but if he gives you pleasure fucking you missionary, why not let him have it his way occasionally, anal sex only hurts the first few times you do it, after that it's just like strait sex, you can even get an orgasm from it."

We talked until ten o'clock, I was really worried that my mother only having sex with one man at 'Night School' might not have recharged her mood battery quite enough and that her bad mood might return by Saturday instead of Sunday but it was a risk willing to take. If she didn't heed what I'd said, I'd move out permanently, and as it was only me that was keeping my dad at home, he'd move out and not have to put up with her bad moods.

Mum drove us home, she was still dressed in her whore's uniform as we walked into the living room. My dad was shocked to see my mother dressed the way she was but he forgot all about that when he saw me standing behind her. He rushed over to hug me but I pushed him away after a minute, "You sit down and I'll make you guys a coffee."

We made small talk for an hour before I went to bed, leaving mum and dad talking in the living room. I was asleep in minutes; I'd been worked very hard at the coalface of prostitution for four days, so I was exhausted. I woke again an hour later, woken for the first time in my life by the sounds of fucking coming from my father's bedroom, I smiled to myself and drifted back to sleep, comforted by the rhythmic 'Huh...huh...huh' of my mother as my father pounded his cock into her for the first time in eight years.

I woke early on Friday morning, I walked down stairs wearing just my thin summer nighty, my mother was in the kitchen, she was also wearing just a nighty and nothing else, she hugged me, kissed me on my cheek and asked me what I'd like for my breakfast, "I've developed a taste for Bacon sandwiches on my holiday, if we have any that is."

My dad was only wearing his boxers as we sat in the dining room, all three of us eating bacon sandwiches.

I told them that I'd be home on the nine fifteen bus from town, my mother was about to ask me where I was going but she changed her mind, she just dressed for work, kissed me goodbye and left for work.

My dad scooped me up in his arms and kissed me passionately on my lips, "I have no idea what the hell you said to your mother last night...but thanks, she's the woman I married sixteen years ago again."

I had a very busy day, I was at the hotel for ten hours and I serviced twenty gold customers. I made one hundred pounds in tips and two hundred pounds in wages, I'd have to think about some kind of savings bank to put all my money in, either that or a far bigger hand bag to carry all my money around in.

I was home at nine-thirty, I walked into the living room, the main light was off, two scented candles and the TV screen were the only illumination in the room, mum and dad were on the sofa together, snuggled up close under a throw rug. The room smelled of sex...I wondered if, perhaps, I should have stopped out all night again, just to give them a little more privacy.

I asked them if they wanted anything. My dad waved a wine glass, "The bottles in the fridge, bring yourself a glass too."

"I was thinking I'd just grab an early night."

"Don't be silly, come and have a cuddle for an hour before you go off to bed."

I topped up my mother and father's glasses with wine and had a glass too. I stood looking awkwardly at the sofa, mum reached over my father and pulled the rug up, nothing was said, I just slipped under the rug on the other side of my father. As I looked under the rug, I noticed that my mum and dad were both totally naked.

Dad slipped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me into his side. The film was romantic, bordering on a blue film. I saw the tent form under the blanket and then I saw my mother's hand slip over, under the rug and she slowly stroked his cock under the rug.

We all went up to bed at the same time and I was treated to the bedspring concerto for two full hours before I finally fell asleep.

I hadn't booked to do any work on Saturday or Sunday but was due to start back on Monday morning.

I slept in a little late on Saturday morning, I didn't wake until I heard voices in the passageway outside my bedroom, I opened the door to find my mum, dad and Bob standing talking in front of my mum's bedroom door. Bob was talking about an alteration to our house.

"When I turned your old bathroom into Sarah's bedroom I left all the pipe-work in place, just capped it off under her floorboards, I can get you the luxury bathroom suite, gold fitments and everything, one hundred and fifty quid all in, another one fifty for all the labour, so three hundred pounds all in and you'll have your bathroom back upstairs and your old bathroom back as your home office, I could even leave the toilet and hand basin where they are, just stick up a partition wall for another fifty and we'll be in business."

Mum went down to the kitchen to start lunch and my dad told me I could move all of my stuff into my mum's old bedroom, I'd be sleeping in her old bed and my bed would be packed off to the charity shop. Bob checked the stairs to make sure that my mother had gone through to the living room and closed the door behind her, Bob grinned at me, "I'd love to be the first to christen your new bed Sarah!" he punctuated his statement with a wink.

"Okay Uncle Bob, you can be my first lover in my new bed...but only if you drop the fifty pounds to partition the old bathroom into two!"

Bob looked at my dad, he winked his eye and pulled me into my mum's old room. My dad stood there watching as Bob fucked me. Dad got a kick out of watching me fucking his best friend and Bob made a pig of himself because he'd been flirting with be for so long and had finally got to bury his bone in me at last.

After we finished fucking we went back to my bedroom, "How was the bathroom laid out before Uncle Bob? I can't remember it before it was my bedroom."

"Well, the bath was roughly where your bed is now under the window, the toilet in this corner and the hand basin on the other wall. The airing cupboard was in the opposite corner to the toilet."

"Airing cupboard...what's that?"

"It was the cupboard around the hot water tank, you used to have an electric water heater back then, there was a slatted shelf and you could air your clothes and towels over the heat coming from the hot water tank. I took it out and fitted a gas water heater in the kitchen to feed the kitchen and bathroom."

"So, the old airing cupboard could be a shower tray then?" Bob nodded his head.

"Could you squeeze a bidet in as well?"

"I could but not got three hundred quid!"

My father cleared his throat, "It'll take a while to save up the three hundred pounds, we don't need anything else adding to the shopping list!"

I opened my handbag, "So, how much for what I want Uncle Bob?"

"Four hundred pounds at least!"

"Will it be fully tiled?"

"Four hundred and fifty quid for fully tiled."

"Four hundred pounds and sex every weekend for the next month!"

"Deal!"

I peeled four hundred pounds off of my bankroll and handed it over, "Can you start on Monday?"

Bob nodded his head. My dad said, "Where..." I stopped him, "Dad, don't ask and I won't have to lie to you!"

Bob laughed, "Been my life's mantra, that has!"

We had our usual pleasant Saturday together, we even went out for dinner to a reasonably posh restaurant. There was nothing unusual with that, the tester would come on Sunday, was my mother going to be in a good mood still on Sunday?

Sunday morning breakfast was out of this world, far better than any other Sunday breakfast I could remember in my life so far. We were all almost naked, the sun was shining and there was even talk of digging out our swimming stuff and heading for the lido in Milton Keynes to do a little swimming and sunbathing, another first for our family.

There was a knock at the front door, Tom was calling for me to go down to the park to watch a football match with him.

"Tom, do you really want me to watch the football game with you are are you hoping for sex again?"

Tom blushed and after feigning shock he finally nodded his head. I opened the living room door and shouted, "Mum, can Tom come up to my bedroom for half an hour please...or should I go down the park with him?"

Tom was about to run a mile. Leave town and join the Foreign Legion, I could actually hear his heart beating from a foot away. My mother replied, "Of course you can darling, would Tom like a juice of a hot drink or something!"

I looked at Tom, he was a gibbering wreck, "Come on, man up, do you want a drink or not?"

Tom stammered, "Orange please."

"Mum, can Tom have an orange?"

"We've run out but your dad has popped over to the garage shop to get some, he'll be a few minutes...I'll bring it up when he's back."

I dragged Tom off of the door step and up to my bedroom, we lay on my bed kissing and cuddling, Tom was worried that my bedroom door was open, he was even more worried when I pushed my hand down the front of his shorts and took his cock in my hand. His heart stopped beating as did his breathing when my mother walked into my bedroom. She offered him his glass of juice but he needed his heart to beat and oxygen in his blood before he could move his hand so I pulled my hand out of his shorts and took the glass, the web between my thumb and index finger was covered in Ton's pre-cum as I did.

"We were thinking of leaving for the lido in forty minutes, do you think that Tom will be finished by then?"

"Yes mum, no problem!"

"Oh, and when Tom comes back from wherever he is at the moment, ask him if he'd like to come with us!"

Mum closed my bedroom door and I put Toms drink on my bedside table.

Tom gasped for air, "Does your mum know what we were going to do?"

"I'm sure she does."

Tom just shook his head as I pushed the front of his shorts down, "You ever been sucked off?"

Tom looked shocked and he shook his head. I curled my upper body down to get my mouth over his hard cock, I sucked him hard and fast, two minutes from pulling his foreskin back to swallowing his seed. I took a sip of his orange to take the taste of his spunk away from my mouth, not for my benefit...for his, so when I kissed him he wasn't grossed out by his own taste.

I took my nighty off and stripped Tom as well even though he was a little reluctant to get naked in my bedroom while my mum and dad were around. It took five minutes for Tom to regain his stiffness and I taught him how to use his cock to give a girl pleasure, I had to stop him several times trying to race ahead to his own orgasm and in the end, as I'd done with every man who had fucked me in just over a week, I let him trip over into orgasm after thirty minutes.

Tom wanted to come swimming with my family, he ran home to get his trunks and towel, his mother had free tickets to The Oasis Beach Pool in Cardington Road, Bedford. It wasn't as far away as Milton Keynes and it did have an outside pool as well as the indoor pool, it also had flumes and slides as well as a wave machine so it would be more fun for me and Tom.

We arrived just as one swimming session was ending and the next one starting so there was a lot of people in the changing area. Oasis Beach Pool had an unusual changing room, not two separate rooms for the two sexes but one room with lots of changing cubicles, some small for single users and some larger ones for families to change in.

When we arrived there was only one cubicle that was free, it was a family cubicle so we would all fit in, Tom wanted to wait for a single to change in on his own but my mum shamed him into joining us in a family cubicle.

For eight years my mother had been telling me that I had to dress properly, that I had to keep my body under cover and all of a sudden, here she was, stripping in front of Tom and quite happy for me to undress in front of both him and my father. Tom turned to stone at the sight of my mother in the nude...well, not all of him, just four or five inches of him.

"Mum, Tom can't go out there looking like that, there are young kids out there!"

"Well me and your father will get a head start, you and Tom stay behind and you can help him with that."

I sat on the seat and slipped my mouth over Tom's cock, my mum and dad just stood there for thirty seconds while I sucked all the life out of his cock. I looked up and said, "I couldn't let you open the door with him looking like that, someone outside may have seen us."

Tom and I spent forty-five minutes racing each other down the water slides while my mum and dad messed around in the pool, they got admonished by the pool Gestapo several times for kissing and cuddling under the water. In the end, our session was terminated early when they were asked to leave the pool.

We collected our clothes and Tom and I went into one of the small cubicles and mum and dad went into a family cubicle on their own, my mother made a lot of noise with my father as they got changed, Tom had fucked me, we'd dried off and got dressed. We walked to the coffee bar, bought and drunk our hot chocolate before they came out of the changing room.

We stopped on the drive home and had a Sunday lunch in a pub with mum and dad flirting like teenagers. Once we got home, mum and dad went to bed for an afternoon 'Nap', leaving me to continue with Tom's sex education classes for an hour. I taught him how to perform oral sex on me and then, because he was such a fast learner, I showed him how to do anal. After Tom went home I started to get dinner ready, I was totally nude and when my mum and dad came down, so were they. Sunday evening was very relaxed, we all cuddled on the sofa, I even spent a few minutes snogging with my dad while I was sitting on his knee but because my mother was sitting opposite us, watching all we did was kissed.

In the kitchen later in the evening my mother confessed to me that she was such a bitch over the years because she thought my father wanted to have sex with me!

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