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Published : 26 April 2020

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Monday Afternoon
by Isabella Monday Afternoon by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, MM/F, M/f, m/f, b/f, incest, Father/Daughter, Brother/Sister, Oral, Anal, Prostitution, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

I checked in with John on the phone, he was less than half way home so I told him to pick me up at the car park at the back of the shopping centre, "If you don't see me, ring me when you get there, I'm just going to do a little shopping, it won't take me long to get to the car park."

So I went to the best dress shop in town to do a little retail therapy. I picked up a beautiful silk dress, a week ago, it would have been six inches too short for me to consider wearing but the new me was wondering if it was short enough. I did my usual thing when buying new clothes, I turned it inside out to make sure that the hem had been sewn correctly and that the side seams were okay. I spotted something out of the ordinary in the overlocking. I checked the outside of the seam again, there was a slight crinkle in the seam...the overlocking on the lightweight silk had used three threads, two were multi-fibre poli-cotton threads but one thread was a mono-filament. The twisting in the side seam would only get worse as time went on.

I checked the price tag, they wanted one hundred pounds for a dress that wouldn't be fit to wear in a few weeks...I could have made the dress myself for less than ten pounds so I walked away without it. I still had a lot of time on my hands before John would get there so I went to the Cash and Carry Wholesale Warehouse to look into buying condoms in bulk.

I waited until the cashier was alone before I walked up to him and asked if they sold condoms.

I got the breakdown, a box of forty-eight packs of three Durex would cost me one hundred pounds and each pack of three would retail at four pounds fifty, giving me a profit of one hundred and sixteen pounds...he obviously thought that I was looking for condoms to sell in a shop. I thought about the condoms coming in little boxes of three but that would be an awful lot of packaging to handle if my new work as a whore picked up.

"Are packs of three the largest pack you do here?"

"We do packs of ten but they usually only sell those in supermarkets, we sell those in bulk packs of twenty-five packs of ten for one hundred pounds."

So that would be less packaging and would seem to be the way to go, two hundred and fifty condoms for a hundred pounds, rather than one hundred and forty four for the same price.

"And is ten the biggest pack they do?"

"No, we can special order any size of box, it'll just take a while to get them in...wait a minute..." he went off to the back room and came back with a large box in his hands, "...we can get boxes like this easily, the customer who ordered this box hasn't turned up and she used to come in once a month but we haven't seen her for seven weeks now, there's a thousand condoms in this box wrapped in silver foil but no other packing."

"Your customer wouldn't have been Christina North by any chance would it?"

There was a smile on his face as he nodded his head, "The thousand condoms are priced at five hundred and fifty pounds but Miss North used to get a twenty-five pound discount if she paid by hand... if you get my meaning!"

Ii was my turn to smile this time, I knew exactly what he was hinting at, "And where did Christina receive this discount?"

He gestured with his head towards the room that he had just collected the box of condoms from.

"Well, I guess I could take over Christina's order...I may not need a box every month but I definitely need the bigger box."

I followed the cashier through to the back store room and I opened his trousers and took his cock out of his pants. "You have a lovely cock, nice and long as well as fat and well defined."

I started rubbing and then I squatted down in front of him, he tried to stop me, "I can only afford the hand discount...not the mouth discount sorry!"

I grinned up at him, "A cock as lovely as this, no extra charge!"

I sucked him deeply into my mouth, as soon as his cockhead passed my oesophagus he fired off and I swallowed his spunk greedily.

We walked back out to the main warehouse and as we passed the notice board that the cash and carry allowed small traders to advertise on free of charge he said, "Do you think Christina has moved away from the area?"

I nodded my head.

"Pity, my customers loved her!" and then he pulled the small business card off of the board, it simply said, 'Recreational massage call Chris...' and there was a telephone number with our villages dialling code. So I'd just seen one way that Christina had been getting word out in the general area about her service...recreational massage was a good euphemism for prostitution...I could use that!

I took my catering pack of condoms in a large plastic carrier bag and headed for the car park. I was propositioned by four men on the walk from the Cash and Carry Warehouse to the car park at the back of the shops.

I got the feeling that I could have spent my future working life as a whore just walking around the town centre servicing the men moving around in town...if I had a shed in the car park that is!

I spotted John pulling into the car park and waved at him to stay outside the car park's barrier so that he didn't have to pay to get out. I climbed into the car, "How turned on did it make you seeing the picture of Dawn with Don Smith?"

John pointed to a wet patch on the front of his trousers, "I cum in my pants just from looking at it and this was an hour ago, so it has dried out a little as I drove over here."

"So what do you think about Dawn now...seeing her with Don like that, do you still think that she is too young for sex?"

"No, I guess that you're right, she is old enough...well, mature enough at least but we need to talk to her, she can't trust men...not at her age, they won't be satisfied with oral sex...one of them is going to force her to do more, probably against her will!"

I obviously knew more about Dawn than I was telling John...I'd seen the way that she took Alan Purvis' cock in the cinema on Saturday afternoon, Alan has an above average sized cock and it had slipped into Dawn without her batting an eyelid...Alan's cock wasn't the first adult's cock that Dawn had taken in her cunt.

"I'm sure that Dawn wouldn't have any difficulty taking an adult man's cock...I can't imagine that she would be reluctant if a man wanted more than just a wank or a suck...just so long as he paid the correct amount!"

John laughed at my comment and then he drove me home, "There seemed to be a lot of men buzzing around you when I drove into the car park!"

"Yes, four of them asked me if I was looking for business...and talking about business, how would you feel about me setting up a business...something like 'Recreational Massage!' I picked up a bulk pack of condoms from the Cash and Carry Warehouse just now and saw an advert in there for Christina North...it didn't give many details, just recreational massage, her name and her land line telephone number. I think you could set up a web page for me, let people book a time slot to visit me for sex...what do you think?"

"Well, my company already uses a system where customers can book an engineer directly, the algorithm checks their contract parameter and won't let them get a better service than they've paid for, it knows where the engineers are going to be and it allows travelling time...I could probably take the base program and adapt it to our needs!"

I smiled at John's 'Our needs!' rather than 'Your needs!'...it was proof...if proof were needed, I was selling my body for our benefit rather than just my needs.

John took the long way home, instead of three miles, he drove closer to thirty miles, all the way into Northampton City centre, where he bought all of his security and surveillance stock from.

John picked up two new cameras, one sub miniature and the other a dome camera like the ones used in supermarkets and on busses, inside the dome, the camera could be directed to move in every direction so that he could keep focused on the action while I was working in my 'Love shack' in the garden, the tiny camera would be mounted inside a power point that was on the wall opposite the bed. The camera actually came with its own socket outlet face plate so it just looked like a standard twin power point with neon indicators but inside both of the indicators there was a tiny camera that could be focussed on a slightly different spot but my customers would have no idea that they were there...there was an added feature, because the neon indicator was red, it also worked as an infrared flood light so that what was going on inside the shed could be seen as if the lights were actually on, John would still be able to film me fucking men with the lights on or off.

We got home thirty minutes before the kids were due home from school, John drove down the lane at the back of the house and he parked by the garden gate with the light over it. It took John just a few seconds to pull the fixed camera down from the apex of the roof...a little longer to mount the dome camera in its place high in the apex of the shed's roof.

Once the cameras were fixed and powered up, they needed to be tested so we had a little fuck while John watched the action on his mobile phone. The fuck was a little disjointed because John needed to slightly adjust the two pinhole cameras in the power point to get them aimed and focussed perfectly and to be honest...I wasn't sure what was giving John the most pleasure...fucking me or tinkering with his spy-cams.

We got back up to the living room in the house just as the school bus spewed the kids all over the pavement outside the house. I watched Robin kiss Sarah before she danced down the drive to the house while Robin just stood at the end of the drive watching her. Sarah entered the living room with a kick-turn into a Pirouette but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me standing there watching her.

"Oh mum...can Robin come in and do his homework with me in my bedroom again?"

I thought, 'I need to mark this day in my diary', it was the first time that Sarah had ever offered to do her homework as soon as she came in from school...I would usually have to remind her at least three times before she'd finally give in and do it, "Of course he can darling!"

Sarah turned to the street and beckoned Robin to join her. I put my hand on her shoulder to get her attention, "Do you still have condoms in your bedroom?"

Sarah looked thoughtful for a moment and then she shook her head.

"Right, there's a big bag of condoms in the top drawer by the sink, take five or ten condoms up to your room and if you use one, replace it from that drawer...keep a good stock in your bedroom, even keep some in your bag for when you go out."

Robin walked into the living room while Sarah was still in the kitchen collecting condoms so I said, "Go on up to Sarah's bedroom Robin, she's just collecting something from the kitchen."

Sarah cleared her throat, "Erm mum, can I take this up for Robin please?"

Sarah had a pint can of lager in her hand.

"Yes, that's okay but don't overdo it darling...Robin is old enough to drink but you aren't!"

Peter ran down the stairs before Sarah started to climb them, he had rushed in and changed into a football kit and once at the bottom of the stairs he said, "Can I go down the park for an hour before dinner please mum?"

"What about your homework?"

"I'll do it straight after dinner...I promise!"

"Okay then...just an hour though!"

Dawn was still wearing her school uniform, sitting in her favourite chair with her back against one armrest and her legs over the other. Her pussy was on display as usual so she hadn't been wearing knickers at school again. I tapped her on her shoulder to get her attention.

"You've been flirting with your father and brother for weeks now..." Dawn suddenly looked guilty, "...well, are you intending to do anything about it with either of them?"

"What do you mean mum?"

"Well, Peter is wanking himself to death every day because of your flashing at him and...and your dad thinks that you're too young to be messing about with men...he thinks a man would hurt you...so, if you want to prove that you can take a man...I suggest that you go up to our bedroom right now, your father's in the shower at the moment but he'll be going into our bedroom any moment...perhaps you need a shower right now, I'll bet he hasn't locked the bathroom door!"

It felt like I'd over wound the spring on a wind-up toy the way that Dawn shot out of the chair, pulling items of clothing off as she ran up the stairs.

I looked up just as Sarah started her homework with a rhythmic, 'Huh...huh...huh...huh...'

I smiled and walked through to the kitchen. I heard the shower stop running and two minutes later there was the sound of Dawn doing her homework as well, the same 'Huh...huh...huh...' as her sister. If I stood in the doorway between the living room and kitchen, I got stereo 'Huh...huh...huh...huh...'s drifting down from above.

I was trying to gauge which of the men were putting the most effort into their fuck but I got the feeling that John was trying to make a point with Dawn that sex with an adult male could be hard on the body of a fourteen year old girl.

I should have been getting dinner but I thought, 'Sod it...I'll let 'The Star of India' take the strain tonight!'

I pulled my bag over my shoulder, stuck a fist full of condoms in my bag and left the house to go for a walk to the park...why the fist full of condoms? You ask! I just remembered the first real life experience I'd had with prostitution was my daughter Dawn sucking a man off in the park...or at least on the path from the park to the tennis club...for twenty pounds and I'd noticed quite a few used condoms in the little clearing that I'd stood with Paul Gamble just two days earlier, so I reasoned that there must be some action going on in that small spinney...and if there wasn't, I'd catch up with Peter and walk home with him.

I could have gone along the road and into the park through the official gateway but I wanted the narrow path from the tennis club to the park so I walked down the side street to the tennis club.

I was just a few feet into the street when a car drove past me and parked just in front of me, I thought that he would sit in the car and wait for me to catch him up to proposition me.

I was wrong about the guy, as soon as he stopped, he jumped out of the car and hoisted a sport bag over his shoulder. There was another car across the road and the driver got out of that car too, the two men greeted each other, the guy that drove past me said, "Been waiting long Kiernan?"

"I got here half an hour ago...I would have popped over to see Christina if she was still living on Link Road...I couldn't even have a knock-up with another member while I was waiting for you, all the courts are full, I think all of the male members are playing hard to work off their frustrations."

"How many local men were visiting Christina?"

"No idea Bradley but Christina started work at nine o'clock every day and she had an appointment slot every forty-five minutes until six o'clock in the evening so she was looking after around twelve men a day on appointments and most of them were villagers or from the town."

"So she would be looking after about sixty local men then!"

Bradley laughed at that, "Were you visiting her every week?"

"Well, no...I was only going once a fortnight or once a month, I couldn't afford to do more but I never booked an appointment, I used to just turn up in the evening and take pot luck!"

"Well, yes...in the evenings she just serviced anyone who turned up, just like at the weekends but I think she was busy more often than she wasn't."

Kiernan said, "I had a regular slot for Monday afternoon, once a fortnight, at a quarter to five...that's why I'm here now, I always told my wife that I was playing tennis after work...now look at me...I'm actually playing tennis on a Monday afternoon!"

Bradley said, "We need more female members...they might be as sexually frustrated as us men!"

Kiernan shook his head, "We have plenty of women at the club but they are all lesbians...they aren't interested in us men at all, I think that some don't even play tennis, they only come for the shower after!"

"Do we have showers here at the club?"

Kiernan laughed..."We do mate but none of the men here are interested in using them...most of us would rather go home stinking than risk getting naked in the communal shower!"

"Perhaps we men should look after like the women seem to be doing!"

Both men laughed at that, Kiernan shook his head at Bradley's suggestion, the two men were just turning into the driveway up to the tennis club as Kiernan shook his head and because he'd already started to turn he caught sight of me following on closely behind them. Kiernan nudged Bradley with his elbow and gestured in my direction. Bradley looked over his shoulder and his eyebrows raised involuntarily as he saw me...saw the way that I was dressed...saw the way that I was walking and he exchanged a smile at Kiernan.

They were met on the driveway by Brian Davison, the tennis club secretary, Brian stopped them in their tracks, "Sorry boys, the septic tank has flooded the courts with sewage, the plumber thinks that there may have been a build up of methane gas that caught a spark somehow!"

I walked past the three men and found the entrance to the narrow path that I'd taken on Saturday to go and spy on Dawn and the two boys that she'd gone into the park with. I walked to the small clearing that was just one branch away from the park, the clearing that was strewn with used condoms.

I looked out onto the park, I saw Peter and his friends running around, kicking a ball about on the park...a ball and each other from what I could see. I didn't know what I was expecting exactly...I'd seen the piles of condoms in the clearing and assumed that people were at it there all of the time in the clearing. I turned and came face to face with two grinning men, after being told that their tennis match was cancelled, that had followed me along the path.

I said, "I'm sorry boys, did you come down here to have a little..." I looked around the clearing at all the used condoms, condom wrappers and dirty tissues, "...play with each other!"

They looked at each other and then at me, almost at the same instant, they both said, "We were hoping that you had come in here for a little fun!"

I smiled at them, "I don't have time for fun...I'm a business woman!"

Kiernan said, "What kind of business is that?"

I gave a little smile and replied, "I think it's called 'Recreational Massage'...or at least that's what Christina North used to call what she did!"

I saw the two men's faces suddenly brighten up and Bradley said, "You mean for money?"

I nodded my head.

"How much do you charge?"

"I think I'm pricing my services at the same point that Christina North did!"

Bradley said, "You mean ten pounds for hand relief, fifteen pounds for oral sex, fifty pounds for straight sex and sixty pounds for anal sex?"

I smiled at them both, "Nice try Bradley...I'm sure that Christina's prices were slightly higher than that, more like twenty for hand, forty pounds for mouth and a hundred pounds for thirty minutes straight sex."

Kiernan said, "What about anal sex?"

"I'm not planning on offering anal sex to my customers!"

"What about if you do it out here, Christina always gave a discount for servicing men here in the spinney or on the bus!"

"So, what do you suggest?"

"How about you take both of us on here in the spinney for eighty pounds for the thirty minutes?"

"You'll have to use condoms!"

Both men handed over forty pounds each, "Okay boys, who's first?"

"We were thinking that as we only have thirty minutes, we'd better both do you at the same time!"

"Okay, who gets the first condom?"

So I rolled a condom down Bradley's cock and turned my back on him before bending forwards and starting to suck and rub Kiernan's cock while Bradley fucked me from behind.

All the time that I was being fucked I could hear the voices of Peter and his friends just a few feet away from me, they had finished kicking each other and were now gathered around the bench that Dawn had sat on to flash her pussy at the two boys on Saturday morning.

I brought Kiernan close to his orgasm twice while Bradley made the journey all the way to his climax, filling his condom with baby juice.

Kiernan turned me while Bradley pulled the full condom from his cock, he tried to turn me before I could sheath his cock but I fought him off and managed to roll the new condom down his cock before taking Bradley's flaccid cock in my mouth and started the process of waking his cock up again.

Kiernan was fucking me hard, reminded me a little of what John had been doing to Dawn when I left home...I guess that Kiernan was teaching me a lesson for thwarting his attempt at getting his cock in my cunt without a condom on it.

Kiernan was getting close to his orgasm again only this time I wasn't going to stop him before he fired his gun but it seemed he had other ideas as he closed in on the explosion, " Bradley...get...a...tight...hold...of...her...I ...want...to...change...things...up!" Kiernan was punctuating each word with a thrust of his cock in my cunt and as he said 'Up' he pulled back a little further, his cock leaving my cunt and slamming up my anus in one hard blow.

I wanted to scream but in pain but Bradley was holding my face against his body, keeping my mouth full of his cock.

The only saving grace for me was that Kiernan was so close to his orgasm and my anal passageway so tight that Kiernan filled the condom in just three thrusts.

Kiernan was laughing as I turned away from him, my bum was so tight that as I managed to step away from him my anal muscle was still holding his condom trapped in it. I had to quickly pull the latex skin out quickly before any of it's content escaped. I couldn't even berate him for doing what he'd done because Peter and his friends were just a few feet away.

"I'm sorry darling but I love anal sex and because of our positions, I couldn't resist doing it..." he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out another twenty pound note, "...here, I'm willing to pay the extra for the anal even though it was over so quickly!"

"Well, I'm sure that in the future I'll remember you and won't be offering you my services ever again!"

"Don't be like that, Now that I've stretched your muscle back there...you won't have any problems next time someone wants to pay you for anal...I've done you a favour actually!"

I left the two men cleaning their cocks and sorting their clothes out, I walked towards the tennis club and at the car park, I switched to the wide path back to the park. Just as I was about to step out into the park I heard, "You're a lying little fucker Oliver Tucker! You have not had a blow job from your sister!"

The boy taunting Oliver Tucker was a fourteen year old boy called Patrick Hicks, Patrick was an only child and would have been in Dawn's year at school but he had wealthy grandparents who were paying for him to go to a private school.

Oliver pushed Patrick away, "I did, and if you get me two fags, I'll talk my sister into sucking your cock for you as well!"

Patrick started laughing at what Oliver had said.

"What's so bloody funny?"

Why do you want me to get you two eleven year old boys...you going funny on us?"

"What are you prattling on about you dick head?"

I saw a look of shock on the face of one of the boys that I didn't recognise so he was probably the son of a farm worker who lived just outside the village. Patrick looked at the boy's face and then in the direction that he was looking, he smiled at me, "Good evening Mrs Clarke...you look..." he started grasping for the right words to use, looking at his face, I assumed that he was about to say 'Sexy, or something similar. He looked from me to Peter, he grinned in Peter's direction before lining his ducks in a row and continued, "...very cool and comfortable in that pretty summer dress!"

It was testament to Patrick's private education that he was comfortable talking to the mother of one of his friends and then he punched Oliver playfully on his shoulder, "And I'm not a dick head Oli...at my school the eleven year old boys, the boys in their first year at my school are all called fags...so what did you mean when you said two fags?"

Oliver looked in my direction and he blushed a light red but he didn't want to say anything in front of me so I helped him out a little, "I think Oliver meant cigarettes...two cigarettes to introduce you to his sister!"

Oliver's face turned a deeper red colour and he looked at his feet.

"Peter, it's time to come home now!"

Peter grinned at his friend's discomfort, even Patrick didn't look as comfortable or confident as he had moments before, Peter said, "Is dinner ready?"

Peter had been standing with his group of friends but he wasn't just standing like most of them, he was actually passing his ball over to his new friend Spencer Villasenor, the son of a minor American Embassy worker from Texas who was as crazy for football as my son...even though Spencer insisted on calling it soccer!

Peter had just passed the ball over to Spencer as I told him it was time to go home so it took a few seconds for Spencer to kick it back again, Patrick intercepted the ball and picked it up, he gestured to Peter to go to him to collect the ball, Patrick whispered something to Peter that caused a slight flush to Peter's cheek before Patrick slammed the ball into Peter's chest and Peter joined me on the path to the park gate, I'd decided not to return through the spinney, just in case I bumped into Kiernan and Bradley out on the road when I was with my son.

After twenty yards along the path, I looped my arm over Peter's shoulder and asked, "So, what did Patrick say that caused you to blush?"

Peter looked up at me nervously, he thought for a moment and then he said, "Patrick said that he'd give me a full pack of twenty cigarettes if I could organise it for you to suck his..." Peter dropped his ball to the floor and he was just kicking it a foot ahead as we walked along.

"You can say penis...cock...or...dick, it's okay to say it!"

Peter smiled at me, "What about schlong or wang?"

I looked over my shoulder, back towards the group of boys still crowded around the bench, Patrick was watching us intently, I winked at the group of boys but more at Patrick than the rest, I kissed the top of Peter's head and said, "I'd rather you used words that can be less confused with other things, penis, cock and dick leave little to the interpretation!"

My wink had been missed by most of the boys but not by Patrick, he ran after us down the path, just before he reached us, I kicked out with my right foot and punted Peter's ball way out into the grass of the football pitch we were walking alongside, "Oops...sorry darling!" I dropped my arm from his shoulder to let him run after his ball.

While Peter ran after his ball I turned to face Patrick, "If you want your dick sucking Patrick, it'll cost you a lot more than twenty cigarettes!"

Patrick looked daggers in Peter's direction, "You can't blame him, we don't keep secrets in our house!"

I could see that Patrick was nervously trying to work out an exit strategy, his bravado seeping away from him.

"Do you know about North Cottage?"

Patrick's face suddenly brightened up. "I do know about North Cottage."

"Did you ever visit Christina there?"

Patrick suddenly looked a little devastated, "No, well, almost...I took the money out of my bank account and walked down the link road but there was a lorry parked across her drive that stopped me getting in!"

"And how much did you take out of the bank for your trip to see Christina?"

"I took forty pounds out of the bank!"

"Oh, okay, so I guess that you were aiming high then, not just looking to get your cock sucked?"

He grinned at me, "I was hoping to go all the way if she would have given me the student discount but if she wouldn't, I'd have been happy for her to suck me off for forty pounds."

"Why wouldn't she give you the student discount?"

"My dad was the one that got Mr. Giles' planning application turned down when he wanted to build ten cottages around the old barn...my grandfather was the archaeologist who discovered the old barn had been built on the site of the two thousand year old Roman encampment, my grandfather remembered that the Ministry of food production had compromised and just sealed the ruins of the roman camp under the concrete slab so that it could easily be exposed after the war...but of course it never was."

"So were you being serious when you told Peter that you wanted me to suck your cock?"

He nodded his head enthusiastically.

"Do you know the lane that runs at the back of my house?"

He shook his head

"You do know where we live though?"

"I think so, your house looks like four old terraced houses that have been knocked into one!"

"That's right, but instead of turning into our street, go four hundred yards further down the main road and you'll see a gateway down the back of all the houses on our side of the street."

"Oh, I do know it then, I thought that was the driveway to the garage for the corner house."

"It does go to the garage for the house on the corner but it widens out after the garage and runs down the backs of all the houses. You'll notice one back gate has a light over it, if the light is red, it's okay to ring the bell at the side of the gate and I'll come out and fetch you, if the light is off, it means I'm not there and if it is any other colour but red it means that I'm there but busy!"

"If I run home and get my money, can I come around now please?"

I looked over at Peter, he was just hanging back with his ball until I'd finished talking to Patrick, "No, I'm going to organise dinner now but you could come around at seven o'clock if you like!"

Patrick walked back to his friends with a swagger in his step and Peter kicked his ball back to me, I picked the ball up, "I'll carry this while we're out on the road to stop you being tempted to kick it all the way home!"

"What did Patrick want?"

"He wanted me to suck his dick...that or he wants to screw me."

"What did you tell him?"

"I told him to come around at seven o'clock!"

"You're going to..."

"I'm going to take over from Mrs. North, do what she was doing!"

Peter looked a little down, "I chickened out when she had an open day for the boys at my school, most of my friends went but I told them that you'd grounded me for swearing or some crap like that."

"Why did you chicken out? You've been masturbating like mad for months, I'd have thought that you would have jumped at the chance to have sex with a real woman instead of your own hand!"

"Well, it was going to be a freeby, Christina just opened the door to every boy that was there at six o'clock and she just allowed them an hour, however many boys that were there would get a little time. So if ten boys turned up, they would get six minutes each but I didn't want to do it in front of my school friends... the other boys in my class all look so much bigger than me, I thought that they'd take the mickey out of me!"

I ruffled his hair and said, "Well, if any boys take the mickey out of you in the future, just tell me their names and I'll blacklist them, take them off the discount for students list!"

Peter chuckled at that.

"The problem is, things might get a little awkward for you when it gets out that I'm working as a prostitute!"

"I don't think it will be a problem with the boys at school, they'll all want to be my friend to try and get time alone with you!"

I sent Peter up to get changed and have a shower while I phoned for a take-away from one of the shops in town, I even used the money that Kiernan and Bradley had given me for their double play to pay for our dinner...the first money I'd spent in ages and making that eighty pounds had been a real pain in the arse.

John came into the kitchen and kissed my neck as I phoned my food order through to the 'Golden Dragon', I'd settled on Chinese tonight. As I hung up I said, "You were a little hard on Dawn up there!"

"When she told me that you'd caught her sucking Don Smith's cock in the street I warned her that playing with a man like Don was okay because he was a gentleman...he wouldn't hurt her but that the same couldn't be said about most other men...I even warned her that losing her virginity at her age would be painful even if the man was gentle.!"

"What did Dawn say to that?"

John grinned, "Dawn said that her hymen broke when she was doing gymnastics at school when she was eight, she asked me if I'd be her first, she told me that I could do her as hard as I liked, just to prove to me that she was big enough...so I thought, 'Why not', show her how rough it could be and I'd get a little fun for myself at the same time!"

"I told Peter that I was going to work as a whore from now on!"

"How did he take that news?"

"Pragmatically...he thinks that having a mum that's a whore will make him popular at school!"

John laughed at that and he took his wallet out of his back pocket, "How much will dinner be?"

"Two blow-jobs, two fucks and an invasion of my anal muscle!"

"What?"

"While I was walking to the park to collect Peter, I bumped into two men who were going to play tennis but the courts are out of action for a while, so I gave them a two-for-eighty pounds deal out in the spinney between the tennis courts and the park."

"Shit, don't tell me I'm going to have to put cameras up in the spinney now!"

"I don't think I'll be playing in the spinney again...I don't have enough control out there, that's how come one of them used my bum hole while the other held me in place!"

"Did it hurt?"

"It did but not really as much as I thought it would, even though he wasn't being careful...he just rammed his cock up me, he climaxed in just three thrusts so I didn't really get the chance to get used to it!"

"Perhaps I should open you up tonight, it'll be better if I do it gently, get you used to it...at least then, if it isn't too uncomfortable, you could offer that service to customers as an added value service!"

I heard the shower in the bathroom above my head stop, Dawn walked into the kitchen at that moment and she looked up at the ceiling, "Mum, how long until dinner gets here?"

"They said twenty to twenty-five minutes darling, why?"

"I'm going up to see Peter!

I stopped her, took her to the top drawer next to the kitchen sink, I showed her the bag with condoms in it and then put five condoms in her hand, "Always make sure that you have plenty of these in your bag and use one with every boy..." Dawn ran towards the living room and I called after her, "...while you're up there, tell Robin that there will be plenty of food if he wants to stop for dinner but if he is stopping, he has to phone his mother to warn her!"

I heard Dawn knock on the door to the bedroom that she shared with Sarah, heard her telling Robin about dinner through the closed door, then I followed the sound of her footsteps along the passageway above my head, the hinges on the bathroom door squeaked and then I heard Dawn above my head say, "You want me to help with that?"

John looked at me and smiled, "Bet he's hard as usual!"

"We'll have to use your bedroom Peter, Mine is occupied!"

So now both of my daughters were being fucked at the same time, one with her long-time friend, 'not her boyfriend, just a friend who just happened to be a boy!' and the other was looking after her younger brother to save him one wank!

We all sat around the dining table to eat our Chinese meal, Peter had a grin on his face that I worried may set there forever, I checked my watch, it was ten minutes to seven, "Right kids, homework right now, your father will check your homework before you can read your book..." I directed that comment at Dawn, "...or watch TV..." that was aimed at Peter, "...or listen to music with your friend..." that was pointed to Sarah and Robin, "...and in bed to sleep by nine o'clock at the latest!"

I put the dishes in to the sink in hot soapy water and headed out of the back door to the garden shed.

I was about to unlock the shed door when I looked back at the house, I could just see my bedroom window from the shed door, the light was on, John was obviously getting ready to watch me break the law with an under age boy. I unlocked the shed and then turned the outside light on, flipping it from white light to red and the instance the red light turned on the little bell sounded.

I unlocked the back gate, Patrick had forty pounds in his hand and a grin on his face. I was handed the cash before Patrick squeezed past me in the gateway. I locked the gate and then led the way into the shed, I locked the shed door, the way I'd locked the back gate...I didn't want anyone walking in on me while I was breaking the law with a fourteen year old boy.

I pulled my dress off and then helped Patrick to strip off, "Right, as this is your first time with me...I'm going to give you a special deal...just relax and I'll guide you to your orgasm.

I took Patrick to the bed and I climbed on it, "Have you ever touched a girl's cunt?"

He shook his head.

So I gave him a guided tour of my pussy, I taught him how to work my clitoris so that it gave me pleasure, I also made him explore deep inside my body, the things that he could do to give a girl pleasure and then I stepped things up a little, "Do you expect your girlfriend to suck your cock when you get one?"

He grinned at me and nodded his head enthusiastically, "In that case, you should be prepared to reciprocate on here!"

He looked confused until I grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled his face down against my wide open cunt. I told him how to lick, where to lick and to add finger action as he licked. I didn't get much pleasure from Patrick licking my pussy out but that was because I was guiding him every step of the way.

"Did you enjoy that Patrick?"

He nodded his head again.

I pushed him onto his back and then I straddled his face, my knees either side of his shoulders and I leaned forwards to take his cock in my mouth. I gave him a few minutes of grinding my cunt hard into his face while I sucked and then I turned so that he could watch me as I sucked him.

I got him close to his orgasm three times and then I checked my watch, Patrick had already been in my little shed for thirty minutes and that would be the usual maximum time I'd expect to give a man for the base price. I took him to his end game in my mouth and swallowed his spunk down as quickly as I could to reduce the time his disgusting spunk was in my mouth.

He looked very disappointed that I'd brought him off with my mouth, crestfallen almost, he had expected vaginal sex for his forty pounds and all I'd given him was oral.

I slid my body up my bed so that my head was on the pillow, he dragged himself off of the bed looking quite depressed and started to pull his underpants on, "You finished?"

"Well, I thought...I mean...I've climaxed already!"

"I told you to let me guide you, I'll tell you when you're done!"

The cocky grin returned to his face and he ripped his underpants back off.

I pulled him up the bed so that he was lying at my side, his head on the pillow next to mine and I started kissing him. As we kissed I rubbing his cock with my hand to give him a pleasant feeling as he got his second wind. We only kissed for five minutes before he was fully hard all over again.

As soon as he was fully hard, I rolled a condom down his cock and then moved my hand over to his hip and eased his body over mine. He slipped down between my thighs and his little rabbit disappeared down the rabbit hole in an instant. And I only used the rabbit euphemism because the way he was fucking me reminded me how a buck went at a doe when they mated. I encouraged him to slow down a little and when I thought he was about to shoot his gun for the second time, I stopped him and I changed position slightly, just to show him how different positions could alter the pleasure for both parties.

At eight o'clock I let him go the distance and fill his condom.

He rolled onto his back, gasping for air and I removed the condom from his cock. This time it was Patrick's turn to check his watch, "Wow, eight o'clock already! You have been generous with your time Mrs. Clarke!"

"I make it a rule that men who have fucked me have to call me Victoria or Vicky...not Mrs. Clarke!"

"Have we finished now Vicky?"

"Well, you have, I've given you good value for your forty pounds but I think I want a little more fun before you leave."

I got on my hands and knees in front of him and spent twenty minutes getting him hard all over again but with my mouth this time. I rolled a fresh condom down his cock and then I directed him behind me, he may have thought that he was just going to fuck me doggy style but I took his cock and guided it against my anal muscle. His cock was only half the size as John's so I guessed that he would make a good path-beater for John as soon as I'd finished with Patrick.

Even though Patrick had already climaxed twice in an hour, the tightness of my anal passage got him off in just a few seconds.

After pulling his spunk filled condom off of his cock I let him out of the shed and out of the back garden before turning all of the lights off and locking everything up.

The ground floor of the house was empty, all the lights were on and the TV too but no one was down there. I was surprised to see Dawn's book was open, face down over the arm of the chair where it sat whenever Dawn was out or too busy to read so she had to be still doing her home work...or that was what I assumed. I climbed the stairs and at the halfway point I spotted that the girl's bedroom door was shut and there was the faint sound of leisurely fucking coming from inside the room. I knocked on the door, "Sarah, time to finish your homework now and send Robin home please."

Our bedroom door was open and John was replaying my fuck with Patrick on the big screen TV and apart from John, our room was empty which only left Peter's bedroom or the bathroom for Dawn to be in. The bathroom was empty so I moved on to Peter's bedroom and that's where I found Dawn and Peter committing incest once again. I walked into the room, Dawn was on top of Peter riding him cow-girl style, I looked in the bin and saw four pink sausage skins lurking in the bottom of the bin...so Peter and Dawn were on their fifth fuck of the evening. I tapped Dawn on her shoulder and she opened her eyes and looked up at me, "I didn't mean for you to use all five condoms this evening!"

Dawn increased the speed that she was rocking on top of her brother and said, "I asked him earlier how often he masturbated in an evening, he does it at least ten times a day while he's at home so he's only done me half as often as he would do himself!"

"Time to finish him off and get to bed!"

Sarah ran behind me and into the bathroom, she was actually totally naked, it did surprise me a little although it shouldn't have really. Since the age of six, Sarah had been mad keen on dancing and performance arts and as a part of that, she loved being on stage, wearing very little in the way of clothing covering her body but she didn't usually walk around the house totally naked.

I stood waiting for Sarah to finish on the toilet and realised a drawback to having my workroom so far away from the house and its facilities. Patrick hadn't really given me much in the way of an orgasm but I had worked so hard on giving him pleasure for the ninety minutes that we were in my shed, that I was really sweaty and stinky and I desperately needed a shower...that would definitely be a drawback if I managed to get enough customers to be busy, I couldn't run all the way up to the house to take a piss or number two or if I needed a shower.

Sarah ducked past me on her way to her bedroom, she called out, "Good night." to her father as she ran past our bedroom door and disappeared back into her bedroom.

I took my shower and dried myself before joining John in our bedroom, he was watching me with Patrick once again so I said, "You might want to delete that video...just in case the police get wind of what I'm doing down in the shed."

I climbed onto the bed on my hands and knees, stuffed all four pillows under my hips and lowered my forehead down onto the bed, I reached back and pulled my bum-cheeks apart for John so that his rabbit could see the rabbit hole.

I had expected John to ram his cock into me like Kiernan and Patrick had done and set off like a rabbit on steroids but he didn't, he used lubricant and he eased his cock in slowly, taking fifteen full minutes to get his cock buried totally up my bum.

"I've got to be careful, you're so tight back here that I'll cum in seconds if I actually fuck you properly like this!"

So it was far more pedestrian than our usual fuck, John eased his cock in an inch, waited for a moment before easing it back out that same inch...trying for the maximum time stretching my bum before he just had to explode in me. Naturally, as John was my husband, I didn't usually make him wear a condom while he fucked me...that might change over time as I allowed more men to use me but for now, when John finally did explode in my bum, I got the full effect!

I had an urgent need for the toilet and ran like mad to get over the pot before the floodgates opened. John stood in the bathroom doorway, "Are you okay darling?"

"I'm okay, I just need to use the toilet if you cum up my bum!"

John apologised for actually shooting up my bum instead of pulling out and covering my back with his spunk.

"Come in here and wash your cock...make sure it's really clean because I need a damned good fucking after the evening I've had so far."

While John was washing his cock I said, "How difficult would it be to put a bathroom down at the side of the shed?"

John shrugged his shoulders, "I'll call my dad, he will still have the plans from when he converted this building into one house for us...I've got a feeling that the main sewer ran down the garden of cottage number two, all the way down to the back lane, so it should run somewhere close to the shed."

John was already on the phone to his father before I'd finished on the toilet.

I walked into the bedroom as John was saying, "...Vicky's going to work from the garden shed and she needs a bathroom down there..." John stopped talking to listen to his dad, I actually heard a tiny little voice from the phone's speaker, Ron was asking John what kind of work I was going to do, "...No dad, she isn't going to buy her old overlocking machine and start knocking dresses up in the shed, she's going to do a little recreational massage...you know...like Christina North was doing over at the barn conversion on Giles Farm!"

John covered the microphone and looked over at me, "My dad wants to know If you're going to give a discount for family members?"

"Depends on how much of a discount they'd be looking for!"

John grinned at me and then he turned back to his telephone, "Vicky's willing to discuss discounts, depends on what you're looking for!"

The conversation finished a few moments later, John hung the phone up and he said, "My dad's coming over in the morning with the plans for where the services run, see what work will be needed to put a bathroom down the bottom of the garden!"

"What kind of discount was he looking for?"

"He was thinking something like one hundred percent discount for him if he sends his friends to you and fifty percent for the rest of the family."

"That seems fair!"

And with that, I pushed John onto his back on the bed so that I could get him worked up to full erection again...in the end we both watched me and Patrick in the shed and John fucked me as I was teaching Patrick how to be a world class lover!

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