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First Published: 11 November 2015

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Volunteer reader
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, Shared Wife, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Unfaithful Wife

I'm well known around the village as a willing volunteer, I have skills in IT, Training and as a chaperone for the elderly and vulnerable in the parish. I was chaperoning an elderly lady from our local sheltered accommodation to hospital, it meant at least four hours out of my day if not more but I knew the lady very well and she looked on me as the daughter she never had. I also knew that she would be terrified at the prospect of being seen by an Asian or African doctor in the hospital if I weren't there to protect her; it wasn't that she was a racist; she had just lived for eighty-nine years in a rural area that didn't attract Asian or African people to live or even visit very often.

I was dropping her back at her flat and had to go and explain to the facility manager what had happened, when her next appointment was and also hand over the medication that she had been prescribed. Dawn wasn't in her office; I was told that she was showing a new resident around the communal areas, the new resident would be moving into Mr. Potter's old room, Mr. Potter had been the last resident to pass away, he had lived in his flat for ten years when he died and it had taken three weeks to clean and re-paint his flat as well as bring a few items up to current standards so that the flat could be let to a new resident.

I spotted Dawn walking out of the communal sitting room arm in arm with a man who looked far too young to need sheltered accommodation. Dawn spotted me with the letter from the hospital and a bag of medicine in my hands; she asked the man to excuse her for a moment, "I just have to have a word with one of our volunteers before I take you to your flat."

I expected Dawn to drop the man's arm and leave him by the door from the sitting room but she didn't, she kept her arm linked in his and brought him over to me. "They need to see Helen again in a fortnight, they've given her some new tablets to take between now and then, instructions are printed on the bottle."

The man seemed to be looking aimlessly all around and he was sniffing a lot too as if he had a cold or something, Dawn looked at him and then she said, "Mr Costello, this is Victoria, she is one of our local villagers who volunteers for us on a regular basis, Victoria, this is Ray."

Ray held out his right hand, offering it to me to shake but he wasn't even close to offering it in my direction, I took his right hand in mine and started to shake it as I said, "Pleased to meet you Mr Costello."

Ray slipped his left arm out of Dawn's and he placed it on top of my hand as we shook, "I'm very pleased to meet you too Victoria, you sound delightful and do I detect 'Flower by Kenzo', just a hint perhaps?"

'Boing!' Sounded in my head, Ray was obviously blind, even now that we were standing face to face, shaking hands for an overly long time, he still couldn't find my eyes with his, he looked like he was trying to look anywhere and everywhere but into my eyes. The handshake and the avoidance of eye contact were very disconcerting, definitely way outside of my life experience.

"May I ask you your age Victoria? It's difficult to tell without seeing your face!"

I looked at Dawn; she was reading the letter from the hospital and checking what medicine Helen had been prescribed. I just didn't know how I was supposed to react to Ray, should I tell him my age, was he blind? Dawn didn't seem to be tuned into my pleading eyes at all and Ray was waiting for some kind of answer from me so I whispered, "Thirty-seven."

"Seriously, you're telling me that you're thirty-seven years old?"

"Yes."

"Would you mind if I looked at your face Victoria?"

"Erm, no."

Ray lifted his left hand off of the top of my right hand and he just held it up in the air roughly in front of my face. Dawn seemed to be moving on auto pilot and she stepped in and moved Ray's left hand to my right cheek. Ray smiled and let go of my right hand and his right hand moved up to my left cheek. He explored my face millimetre by millimetre with the tips of his fingers, down my jaw line, across my chin, around my mouth, my nose, my eyebrows and forehead. His fingers slipped onto my hair and he followed my hair down to my shoulders. His hands slipped off of my hair and onto my neck and then down to my collar bone.

I just stood there like a lemon while Ray rubbed his fingertips all over my face and was now entering inside the collar of my blouse. Dawn stepped in again and put a restraining hand on Ray's wandering fingers, "I think you've looked closely enough at Victoria's features for now Mr. Costello!"

Dawn was about to take Ray's left arm in hers again to guide him to his flat when the alarm sounded and red lights began to flash in the ceiling along the passageway towards one of the flats in the east wing. "Could you guide Ray to his flat for me please Victoria, show him around the flat and I'll be with you as soon as I can."

Dawn placed Ray's left hand on top of my right forearm and I walked slowly towards Ray's flat, "Come on Victoria, you sound like you're around twenty-one and your face would indicate that you aren't a day over twenty-five so why did you say that you're thirty-seven?"

"It's very kind of you to flatter me Mr Costello but there's really no need to. I'm quite happy to be my age. We're at your front door now."

"Thank you Victoria but please call me Ray, now could you put my hand on the door knob please?"

I took his left hand and placed it on the knob. He treated it much the way he did my face, a fingertip exploration of the knob with his left hand, his right hand touched the door and he started to search outward, away from the knob to the hinge. "Is there a number or letter on the door?"

"No, there's a sign on the wall to the left of the door."

His left hand slipped off of the handle and traced the distance to the door frame and out of the reveal to the wall and then he started to scan the wall, upwards and outwards until he reached the sign and then he explored the sign, "Two sliders but I can't feel a number, can you describe the sign for me please?"

I took his hand and placed the tips of his fingers where the room number was painted onto the door plate, "The room number is right here." He started to define the outline of his room's number.

"Wow, I hope I'm not desperate for the toilet if I have to find the number of my room out of all of the other rooms in this wing, I could have a few accidents by the time I find my flat."

Ray's hand slipped up again to the two sliders, "And what are these all about?"

"The bottom slider says that you're out of your flat at the moment, you're supposed to flick it over to show that you're in."

"And the top one?"

"Well, at the moment there is just a blank space, if you flick it over it says 'do not disturb', sometimes a resident needs their privacy, if you have it set for privacy staff will ring you if they need to come in, if you don't answer the telephone they will use the emergency intercom, if you've had a fall you'll be able to hear them and they'll be able to hear you even if you can only whisper."

"Sounds like a very well thought out system."

Ray's hand went straight from the door plate down to the doorknob, well, I say straight, he missed by a half an inch but knew that he had to cast right to the knob so the miss was probably intentional to save a longer search for the knob if he had aimed for it spot on.

I placed his hand on the light switch as we entered the hallway and he gave out a little laugh, "Not one of the things I really need Victoria."

I was a little embarrassed but tried not to show it. I was a bit of a blusher, well a lot of a blusher and because I had ginger hair and alabaster skin, when I did blush at the slightest provocation the effect was remarkable. Ray stopped and his hand rose to my face, his fingertips brushing my cheek, "I've embarrassed you Victoria, I'm sorry!"

I swept his hand away from my face and placed it on the emergency pull chord, "This reaches right to the floor, it's just inside the door and there is one in a corner of every other room, if you have a fall just try to drag yourself to the corner although I'm not sure how you'll know which corner, they're bright red so they usually stand out but that won't help you."

He took his hand away from mine and touched my cheek again, "I'm sure I'll soon work out where they all are; when you're blind you have to develop a good memory for these things."

I took him through the bathroom, took him to the sink, to the bath and showed him where the taps were and the lever that opened and closed the plughole, then to the toilet, where the handle was etcetera, "I'll bet you're blushing again aren't you, it's amazing how people get embarrassed over something so natural as using the toilet."

I looked at myself in the mirror, yes, he was right, I didn't need the light on, my face would have illuminated the room all on its own. I had stopped myself mentioning the mirror over the sink; I hadn't even mentioned the power point for an electric razor at the side of the sink even though Ray was reasonably clean shaven, just a two day stubble on his chin.

"This is the kitchenette, you could cook a meal if you needed too but most residents are happy with the three meals a day that the staff provide."

Then I took him through to the living room and finally the bedroom. It had taken me an age to take Ray to every item of furniture in each room, I blushed again when I held up the remote control for the TV, he laughed at my awkwardness, "Society is perverse, because I'm blind I actually get a free TV licence so that I can watch TV, makes me chuckle every time I have to apply for it."

In the bedroom as Ray bounced up and down on the double bed provided, "It's been a long time since I last bounced up and down on a bed with a woman half my age in my bedroom!"

Then he laughed, "Have I embarrassed you again Victoria?"

I looked in the mirror over the dressing table; yep my face was glowing once again.

"Mrs. Andrews was saying that I may be able to get a volunteer to read to me, I can just about read brail but the kind of stories I like to read will never be converted to brail and before you say it, they don't provide the books I like to read on talking books either. Is that something you might be willing to do Victoria?"

"You'll have to talk to Mrs. Andrews about that, she assigns my time where she thinks it's most needed."

"What if I were to offer to pay you to read to me? If I ask Mrs. Andrews to find me a volunteer to read to me she'll probably look for a man to do it, I think she's a little old fashioned like that."

"I'm not looking for paid employment, I just volunteer when I can."

"Please think about it Victoria, there is something very pleasant about your voice, something very exciting about the way you sound when you're embarrassed and I'm sure I'll embarrass you an awful lot if we become friends. If we do become friends I hope you'll let me look at you again, without Mrs. Andrews getting in the way, I'd love to find out the way you look, the same way that a man with working eyes would see you!"

I was lucky that Dawn stepped into the room at that point because I could feel the blood rushing to my face again, "Right Mr. Costello, David will be here in a moment, he has your suitcases and he will help you in any way he can to get settled in, did you say that you might need help with shaving?"

"No, I'll look after my own bathing needs thanks you."

Well, just remember, if you do need any help in the bathroom David will be available for you."

As Dawn was talking her body had turned and Ray spotted that, he pulled a face as if he were about to be sick and stopped as soon as she turned back to face him. I had to leave the room because I couldn't stop myself laughing. I was very sure that Ray would be a very embarrassing man to be around but he was also very funny and very well educated. I bumped into David in the corridor outside Ray's door; he was carrying two huge suit cases that seemed to be taking all of his energy, "Do you need a hand David?"

"No thanks Victoria, I wish I'd used the sack barrow on these cases but I put his box of books on that."

I walked to the reception area, David's sack barrow was in the middle of the room with a huge packing case on it, I tested the barrow's handles, the case must have weighed more than two hundredweight but it was well within my capabilities so I put my right foot on the base of the barrow and pulled down on the handles and then set off back in the direction of Ray's room.

Ray and David were at his chest of drawers, Ray was telling David what drawers he needed things in, socks in the small drawer top left, under pants top right, t-shirts in the large second drawer, shorts and jogging trousers in the third, collar shirts on hangers in the wardrobe as well as formal trousers and jackets. Ray suddenly stopped, "Have you come back Victoria?"

I was amazed, he had obviously heard my breathing but I could just as easily have been Dawn rather than me, "I've brought your books, they were in the way a bit in reception. They made the place look untidy!"

"Can I leave you with my clothes now David; I'll just sort out with Victoria where I'd like my books putting."

"Erm, well, I'm supposed to help you to move in Mr. Costello, I'm sure Victoria has other things to do with her time."

Ray just ignored David's comment and joined me in the doorway, "Did you leave my books in the living room Victoria my dear?"

"I did."

Ray pulled the bedroom door closed behind him, "Just between you and me I'm terrified that David will be given the task of befriending me, possibly even reading to me..." Ray shuddered at the thought of it, "...I can't allow a man to read to me, I know that you're shy Victoria, I can hear it in your voice, I think that you need me to help you get over your shyness as much as I need you to brighten my week by agreeing to come in and read to me in my room at least once a week!"

We had walked to the bookshelf in the living room, I opened his box of books and magazines and gasped at the top magazine, "What was that Victoria? What caused such a deep gasp?"

"Just the magazine on the top of your books."

"Oh really, what magazine is it?"

It took me a long while to bring myself to read the name of the magazine but eventually I did, "Suburban Housewife Fuck Toys."

Ray giggled a little, "Thanks for that Victoria, that must have taken a lot for you to say that out loud, have you ever said 'Fuck Toy' in your life before?"

"Erm, never!"

"Not even when you were in the heat of passion with your husband?"

It was my turn to laugh, "No, passion and my husband never appear in the same sentence as each other!"

"Have you ever shaved a man Victoria?"

"Never."

"The thing is, I can shave myself with an electric razor but it is never as close as a wet shave, I've had carers try to wet shave me before but, well, they never really do care and they either slice my face and neck to pieces or they won't go close to my nose or ears, either way, it's never very satisfactory. I think if you gave me a shave you really would care what you did but conversely, if you were to slice an ear off I doubt I'd mind just so long as you kissed it better after!"

He took my right hand and placed the tips of my fingers against the stubble on his cheek, then he pulled my hand down to his chin, his face felt like sandpaper, when the tips of my fingers slipped from his chin he turned my hand palm up and kissed the palm of my hand, he kept his lips against my palm for an age and then I felt the tip of his tongue flick from side to side in my palm.

"I'll let you into a secret Victoria, amongst my group of friends, what I did to your hand means that I am turned on by you and I'd like to have sex with you, and I really would love to have sex with you but I lost my erection a few years before I lost my eyesight so you're perfectly safe, well, relatively safe from me."

Ray was laughing when we heard David open the bedroom door, "Quickly, close the box and slip it off of David's trolley so he can take the trolley with him when he puts my cases into the storage locker."

David walked into the living room, "I may have got a few things wrong but everything is put away and tidy. Would you like me to put your books in the bookcase Mr. Costello?"

"Thanks for that David but I've monopolised enough of your time, I can manage the books myself, I just load the shelves by spine height, biggest at the bottom to smallest at the top."

David loaded the two empty suitcases onto the load space of his sack barrow and left Ray's flat.

Ray was floundering a little in free space with both hands until he found his box of books and magazines, he took the magazine off of the top and felt the top corner of a few pages, he counted four turned over corners and then opened the book, "I hope that you have a little free time Victoria, it's been six weeks since anyone read to me, come, sit by my side on the sofa and read to me for an hour please!"

I wanted to say that I had to get off home but that wasn't in my character, I was unwaveringly honest and I'd cleared my day completely because Helen's hospital visits often took all day. I took the magazine out of his hands and sat, very chaste about a foot away from him on the sofa. The story was called 'The Housewife and the Rapist' and before I'd read the first line I was already starting to regret agreeing to read to Ray at all.

I began falteringly; the words were having difficulty forming in my head, never mind my being able to say them out loud but after a slow start I began to read with a little more fluidity and ease. Ray stood up, he told me to keep reading and then walked towards the bathroom, he stumbled against the coffee table, then he felt his way around it and headed off again, I heard the front door open, the sound of a slider being moved from one side to the other, I reasoned that the slider was the one that said 'Do Not Disturb' rather than the one that signified that he was out of his room. The front door closed and then the lock was turned. I then heard the bathroom door open, the sound of pee falling from a height and then the flush.

Ray sat much closer to me than we had been sitting before, he was turned towards me as I was reading the filthiest words I'd ever heard in my life, he reached out and felt my face, "I feel a lot of heat Victoria, it is very kind of you to read this story to me like this."

Ray began to 'look' at my face again, he followed the earlier pattern but this time when he reached my neck Dawn wasn't there to stop Ray's fingers slipping into the open neck of my blouse. I swallowed hard as his fingers reached the edge of my bra cup, "Please describe your bra to me Victoria!"

I stopped reading the story as Ray's fingers rubbed along the stitching outlining my bra cup, I swallowed hard, "It's pink cotton, full cup with a thin decorative band of white lace framing the cups on each side..."

Ray butted in, "What size is it?"

"...erm, it's thirty-six inches, and a 'C' cup."

Ray backed his hands away from my bra and let his fingers trace over the swell of my breasts until he reached the first closed button, he flicked the button out of the button hole, then found the second closed button and repeated the action. His fingers were now at the bottom strap of my bra, he 'inspected' it with his fingertips. "Does your bra fasten at the rear?"

"Erm, yes."

Before I could stop him, even if I'd have had the conscious ability to even try to stop him, Ray had my blouse wide open and he was easing it over my shoulders and down, the cuffs caught on my wrists, trapping my hands inside the sleeve, Ray reached both hands behind my back and with skill and dexterity seldom shown by men he had my bra clasp open and, because he was reaching around my body and arms his face was just a fraction of an inch away from my breasts as they popped out from under the cover of my bra.

It took Ray a few seconds to find my nipples but as soon as he did he proved to be a master nipple nibbler, sucker and licker driving me to the very edge of a climax with just his mouth on my nipples as he 'looked' over every inch of my now naked upper body with his fingertips. I don't know how it happened but I found my own fingers exploring the outline of Ray's flaccid cock through his trousers. He was just opening his fly when his telephone rang. I jumped in my seat, "God that'll be Dawn Andrew asking why you're status is set to do not disturb while she knows I'm in here with you."

I fought to turn my sleeves the right way round and get my blouse and bra fastened up while Ray searched for the telephone's handset, it wasn't Dawn, it was the receptionist ringing from the front door, one of Ray's friends had called round to see him but because Ray's door status had been set to do not disturb the receptionist wouldn't allow him to come through without Ray's permission.

"That's okay, sign him in and I'll come out to pick him up."

I had finished straightening my clothing out and stood up, Ray scooped me into his arms and kissed me passionately on my lips, "Thanks for reading to me and allowing me to look at you, it's a pity that I didn't get the chance to see all of you, maybe next time you read to me we'll have more time and more privacy."

I wanted to run for the hills but first I had to lead Ray to the reception desk to collect his friend. I got the feeling that Ray's friend was undressing me with his eyes as we approached the desk, Ray was asked who I was but Ray 'shushed' him as they walked back to Ray's flat and I headed through the door and away to my home.

I was on edge all afternoon until my husband got home; he'd collected the kids from his parent's house on his way home. For the first time in my life I wanted to jump on my husband as soon as he walked through the front door, jump his boner so to speak but our kids following him through the front door held my wanton side in check until after their bedtime.

As soon as I finished reading my kids their bedtime story I returned to my husband and asked if he needed a cup of tea or coffee, he didn't, he was just reading the sports page in the local evening news paper. I was really torn, I had never asked for sex in my life before, I was usually very passive, in fact, every time we had sex I usually just lay there, Johnny never managed to take me to any kind of sexual heights and I'd never really cared for sex all that much but after what I'd got up to with Ray earlier, the reading, the sexually explicit story, the perspective of the story was firmly rooted in the woman's eye and that concept had never occurred to me before and now I was almost climbing the wall I was so frustrated.

"I need an early night, I'm very tired. Will you be long?"

Johnny looked at his watch, "No, I'll be up in a few minutes!"

Usually I would have worn my bra and knickers under my heavy cotton nighty but as I got ready for bed, I stood there naked, looking in the drawer with five heavy cotton nightdresses in it, I mined right down to the bottom of the drawer, the nighty that had been given to me as a wedding present to wear on my wedding night was still in its wrapper, I had chickened out at the last minute but that was okay, Johnny hadn't minded at all, he had worn pyjamas, underpants and vest, he got into bed with me, turned the light off, flicked the front of my nightdress up as high as my belly button, pulled the leg hole of my knickers to one side, slipped his willy out of his fly hole and rolled on top of me, fifty seconds, a minute later I was full of seed and he apologised, rolled off of me and went to sleep.

I pulled my unused wedding day nighty from the drawer, peach coloured mesh; it was very soft, very sheer and very see-through. I took a deep breath and pulled on my nighty over my head with absolutely nothing under it and slipped into bed. Usually I would have been asleep in five or ten minutes but because I was so turned on I couldn't sleep. As usual the lights were off when Johnny slipped into bed behind me, he leaned over me to kiss my cheek and wish me a good night, I just shifted my bottom slightly a few times against Johnny's abdomen, I felt him rise and he pulled me onto my back. He was surprised to find that I was wearing so little in bed, the nighty was so voluminous that he could lift it higher than my breasts without my lifting my bottom off of the bed first.

He rolled on top of me and slipped his dick out of the fly hole in his pyjamas as usual, I had to work hard to put him off his stroke before his seminal elevator reached the top floor, sending him crashing back down to the basement three times before I reached my own orgasm closely followed by Johnny. Johnny kissed and nuzzled my breasts for the first time as he fucked me, he seemed to like doing it but once again, as soon as he climaxed into me he rolled off and turned his back on me to go to sleep.

I ran to the bathroom to irrigate his semen out of my body, I wasn't worried about falling pregnant, I had quarterly injections to take care of that side but if I left Johnny's seed in me all night I sometimes got the dreaded itch deep inside. By the time I got back into bed Johnny was sleeping. I'd reached my orgasm but it wasn't how I'd expected it to be. Cosmopolitan raved about the female orgasm but it didn't feel quite that special to me a few minutes earlier. I'd actually felt far more turned on with Ray earlier than I did after Johnny started fucking me.

I didn't sleep all night and was wrecked in the morning when Johnny got up to get ready for work. I was in a zombie fog as I took my kids to school and then wandered around the village aimlessly for a couple of hours, I got to the doors of the sheltered housing unit three times before I walked in and asked if Ray Costello was in. The receptionist checked the computer, he's in his room and he's okay for a visitor. I signed the visitors book and sauntered down to Ray's flat, I then spent ages going to his bedroom door and turning away without knocking and the final time, as I was telling myself that I was being ridiculous and I should go home and do the housework when Ray opened his front door.

"Is that you Victoria?"

"Erm, yes it is."

"I thought I could hear footsteps marching up and down out here, are you coming in, you could make yourself a cup of tea or coffee if you'd like."

"Erm, would you like a cup of tea or coffee?"

"I was thinking of a whiskey, you could have one of those too if you like!"

I walked into Ray's flat on auto-pilot, we went through to his living room and he poured two glasses of whiskey out and handed one to me. He handed me the magazine that I had been reading the day before and I started reading from the place that I'd finished the day before. "Did you fuck your husband yesterday?"

I blushed and Ray laughed, "Okay, I'll take the blush as a yes but I'll also take the fact that you came back today rather than next week as a sign that you didn't get what you needed last night. Keep reading!"

My voice was thick with pent up emotion and I had to keep clearing my throat as I read. Ray turned towards me, he didn't say anything, he just reached up to my face, rubbed his fingertips over it and down onto my neck, he unbuttoned the front of my blouse, then he pulled it out of my skirt and he traced his fingers down my arms to my wrists and unfastened the buttons at my cuffs. He pulled my left sleeve down and off of my arm as I held the magazine in my right hand and then I swapped over so he could pull my right sleeve away from my right arm and he tossed my blouse over the arm of the sofa.

He started fondling my breasts through my bra for a few minutes before casually reaching around my body and flipped the catch, he took my bra off and tossed it in roughly the direction he'd tossed my blouse. It was difficult to read to Ray as he sucked and kissed my breasts and after I'd been reading for an hour he took the book off of me, "Have you ever sucked a cock Victoria?"

"Erm, no!"

"Have you ever masturbated anyone?"

"No!"

"Ever had sex with anyone other than your husband?"

"No!"

Ray eased me forward in the seat, he found the fastener at the back of my skirt and pulled down the zipper, "Stand up please!"

I stood up and my skirt fell to the floor leaving me standing there in just my panties and shoes. Ray leaned in and kissed my belly button and down over my abdomen to the waistband of my knickers and as his fingertips explored over my panties he said, "How often do you masturbate?"

"Erm, I don't, I never have!"

Ray started to ease my knickers down, following the waistband with his lips, kissing through the mat of wild ginger hair as he pushed my knickers down to my ankles; he tapped my right leg, "Lift!"

I stepped out of my knickers and now I was standing in front of Ray totally naked apart from my shoes. He stood up in front of me and pulled his trousers down and his shirt off, in a second he was standing there naked in front of me. Ray's cock was large but as he gathered me into his arms to kiss me and he rubbed it across my abdomen it didn't actually grow hard though as I expected it too. We stood there kissing, my breasts crushed into Ray's chest and his right hand between my thighs, he started to massage my cunt and brought me to an instant climax, then, while I was still gasping he dragged me into his bedroom, threw me on his bed and pounced on top of me.

Ray gave me a hundred orgasms, each one more intense than the one before. We ended up in bed together so long that Ray missed his dinner in the dining room and so I had to cook something for the both of us, just something simple, something that wouldn't splash as I cooked in the nude. I wasn't really getting braver, well, not with Ray at any rate, because he was blind it didn't feel to me like I was naked in his presence, mind you, the fact that Ray was also naked, well, I didn't mind that at all, whenever I looked over at him he wasn't excited at all so everything was okay.

After lunch Ray convinced me to masturbate myself lying on his bed next to him while he rubbed his hands all over my body, "Suck my cock for me Victoria!"

"No!"

"Well, I'll keep on at you to suck me until you do, you may just as well do it sooner rather than later."

It suddenly dawned on me that I was lying there basking in the afterglow of the best orgasm of my life without a care in the world and no idea what the time was. I had to check my mobile phone to see what the time was, I'd kind of guessed that it was getting on but I was shocked to see that I only had a few minutes to get to the school. Panic set in, Ray just lay there naked, "You'd probably be better off not wasting time putting on your bra and knickers, your skirt is quite long and your blouse felt quite thick, no one will see anything and it will save valuable time."

My knickers and bra went into my handbag and I quickly pulled on my skirt and blouse. It took up valuable seconds to get through reception; I had to wait to sign out of the visitor's book. I was laughing my head off as I ran towards the kid's school; my tits were bouncing about all over the place under my blouse as I ran.

That night I went back to my thick cotton nighty, knickers and bra in bed, Johnny slipped into bed behind me as usual, he leaned over to kiss me and for the first time he actually placed his hand over my breast as he kissed me on my lips rather than on my cheek, "Oh, you're back in your winter nighty again!"

"Sorry, I only have the one lightweight nighty and after last night I had to put it in the wash."

"Pity, it felt so nice, especially as you weren't wearing anything under it yesterday."

Johnny kissed me again and then he turned his back and went to sleep. In the morning I was in the bathroom having my shower when Johnny walked into the bathroom, totally out of character for him, not that he could see anything as I was hidden by the obscure glass in the shower screen. I turned the water off and Johnny handed me a towel over the shower screen, he was beating about the bush a little and then he said, "If I get home from work early tonight and get my parents to pick up the kids from school can we go into town to the shops and find a couple of new nighties, more like the ones you were wearing the night before last."

"Sure, sounds like a good idea to me."

"I'll tell my dad to feed the kids so we can have our dinner out in town after shopping."

'That's an even better idea!' "Sounds nice thanks darling!"

I had to do some quick thinking, I could swathe my body in my towel before stepping out of the shower cubicle, Johnny was staring at my body through the screen door even though it was heavily obscured, I took a deep breath and took the towel, I just started to dry my body and pushed the door open. I heard Johnny gasp as the door swung open and he saw my naked body for the first time, probably the first time he had actually seen a naked woman in his life. Johnny wasn't sexually experienced before we met, I don't think he was like Ray, I doubted if he had ever even looked at a nude picture in a girly magazine. I was watching Johnny closely, it looked like he was having difficulty breathing and his eyes kept flashing from my breasts to my hairy triangle and back, then he looked at his watch and in a very squeaky voice he said, "I'd better get off to work, I'll ring my folks from work later."

Johnny almost ran down the stairs and I had a small body-quake as I rubbed between my legs with the towel. Well, I'd taken the first steps, I knew that what I was reading to Ray was just fiction but the women in those stories were all fucking everything that walked on two legs and sometimes... well, let's just say that I had a great deal of difficulty reading the scene where the woman comes home after a night of debauched sex and allows her spaniel to... I still can't say it, let's just say, 'perform an intimate cleansing service on her'. Well, I wasn't quite in the same class as the girls in the stories but now I'd been totally naked in front of my husband and a stranger, well, Ray wasn't exactly a stranger to me, I knew quite a lot about him but my husband didn't know him so he qualified as a stranger.

Yesterday had been the first time I had ever masturbated myself and what do you know I hadn't slipped off to hell in the night, I got the feeling that if I'd have been wearing a sexy nighty last night with nothing under it then Johnny may have fucked me two nights on the trot and he'd come up with the idea of buying a few more sexy nighties so maybe he wanted to have more sex than we'd been having recently.

I just managed to stop rubbing between my legs with the towel as my daughter walked into the bathroom, "Sorry mummy, I thought you'd be in your bedroom by now, the water was turned off ages ago, I need to use the toilet before school."

I wrapped the towel around my body and walked over to my bedroom, Sarah had given me a very strange look when she walked in on me sitting on the toilet seat 'Drying' myself, she had seen me a few times in the nude or in just my underwear but it wasn't an everyday occurrence, far from it, just a good thing that she didn't catch me rubbing away just before she opened the door. I hadn't really looked after my itch; disturbances will do that to you. So here I was, walking my children to school, horny, turned on like a junk yard dog.

Yesterday I had picked my children up from school dressed inappropriately wearing just my blouse and skirt with nothing on underneath, my titties bouncing about with every step, now here I was walking them to school the very next day, this time I was wearing just an ultra-thin summer dress, once again, nothing on under it, everything swinging freely as we walked along.

I actually had two choices; I could go home and finish what I'd started in the bathroom before Sarah burst in on me or I could go to visit Ray for the third time in three days. As I walked around the village I noticed that men were looking at me as they went about their business and being watched made me swing my tail like the kitten I was.

I didn't have the courage to let one of the village men pick me up and we didn't get many strangers passing through our little village so it looked like I'd either be going home or visiting Ray. I was in my kitchen and rubbing like mad, I had an orgasm but it was nothing like the ones Ray gave me, not even anything like the orgasms I gave myself while Ray was there playing with my tits or massaging my belly.

I rang the home, asked to be put through to Ray Costello's room but was told that he was at the doctors; he was having his diabetic check-up. I dropped my dress, covered my fanny again and I took a stroll to the local doctor's surgery. I found Ray in the waiting room with David the male attendant from the home; I smiled at David, "How long have you been waiting so far?"

"Twenty minutes, well, thirty five minutes but we're only twenty minutes after our appointment time."

"Be lunch time soon, will they be much longer?"

"Well, I've just checked, Dr. Gordon's been called out to an emergency call but he could be back any time."

"You could ring Mrs. Andrews, tell her I'm here and I could sit with Mr. Costello, bring him back after his appointment."

The call was quick, David was needed back at the home, Dawn would be grateful to me if I could look after Ray for a few hours. We weren't alone in the waiting room but that didn't stop David 'looking' at the way I was dressed, when he realised just how few clothes I was wearing he smiled at me, "Smells like you either had sex again this morning after your shower of you've been masturbating before coming out!"

I chuckled.

"Shouldn't be long now, Dr. Gordon has just turned up."

Ray was called in to the surgery about three minutes later; it was the first time that Dr. Gordon had seen Ray because he was new to the area so it wasn't going to be a quick visit. I guided Ray to his seat and was about to back out of the room but Ray stopped me, "I might need you to help me remember some of the important points Victoria, I'd like you to stay."

Dr. Gordon was well used to me sitting in on his examinations on the ladies from the home but this was the first time I had chaperoned a man. Ray had to take his trousers and socks off quite early on and then he spent the rest of the examination in his underpants, I had to turn away as the doctor drew about five pints of blood, only a slight exaggeration, he stuck a needle in Ray's arm, then filled five vials with Ray's blood using the same needle.

Ray's heart was checked as was his breathing, the doctor palpated his kidneys and liver to see if there was any inflammation, he looked into Ray's eyes with his ophthalmoscope and then asked if Ray had any questions for him, "Well, at my last annual examination my lack of erection came up."

Doctor Gordon's eyes flashed straight over to me, he raised his eyebrows when he saw that I was just sitting there calmly as if Ray hadn't mentioned his erection or lack of. "Are you sure that you really want Victoria to sit in while we discuss this?"

Ray looked roughly in my direction, "I'm sorry Victoria, will the doctor and I talking about my lack of an erection embarrass you?"

"Not really Ray, it's just an unfortunate fact of life but I'll leave if you're uncomfortable Dr. Gordon."

He smiled at me, "No, I don't have a problem either."

The two of them discussed the erectile dysfunction, how long Ray had been without a viable erection, then the Doctor had to examine Ray's balls and cock, "Well, your heart is sound and your other organs seem fine, we can try Viagra, if that doesn't work we can go a little more drastic and fit a pump, we usually fit the pump on men who are paraplegic but they have been used for other conditions as well, so I'll start you off with four of the strongest Viagra I can prescribe and see how we go with that.

I handed Ray his clothes, starting with his underpants and helped him to get dressed before taking his prescription and guiding him out of the surgery and round the corner to the chemists to collect his drugs. "Looks like I've missed my lunch back at the home again, would you like to have lunch with me in the local pub?"

"I can't go into the pub with a strange man at lunchtime."

"Sure you can, what would you do if one of your ladies wanted a pub meal at lunch time?"

"If we were out we'd go to the pub but not in the village, they'd have lunch in the home."

"Well I would love to have a drink and a snack in the local hostelry with you."

Ray paid for a pint of beer for himself and a hot chicken and mushroom pie, I had a half a pint of cider and a ham sandwich but I had to go to the bar to order and collect our food and drink. It was really unusual for me to have to go to the bar in our local pub, I did go in there but Johnny insisted on going to the bar. The unusual pressure was added too because of how few clothes I had on and the fact that the barman was artificially higher than I was because they always have bar staff work on a platform to make them seem more imposing to drunken customers, that and the fact that the barman was six-two and I was only five foot six inches tall. As he took my order he smiled at me and I realised that he had more of a view down the front of my dress than I'd intended and of course there was no bra to hide accidental glimpses down the front, I had to be especially careful not to bend forward or, in my mind, he'd see bush rather than just breast mass.

The bar was also quite busy with local workers, the guys off the local farms often had long lunches because of their early starts and late finishes in the summer harvest period and as I was standing by the bar waiting for our food and drink I was being deliberately bumped and jostled by 'Horny handed sons of the soil', I'm sure that the first few times were accidents but then I think that word had got round that it felt like I wasn't wearing any knickers and suddenly most of the men milling around in front of the bar wanted to bump into me to see for themselves.

When I finally got the tray with our food and drink on it back to the table in the corner where I'd sat Ray I was in a bit of a state, well, a lot of a state. I sat next to Ray and he sniffed, scenting the air, then he leaned in to me and sniffed closely to me, "Wow, you smell really turned on, you smell like you're on the edge of an orgasm."

I punched Ray's shoulder gently, I whispered through gritted teeth, "I told you that I didn't want to come in here, the place is crowded with men who know me and my husband."

I'd given Ray a knife and fork to eat his pie with but without really thinking about how he would 'look' at his food to slice it up with both hands full, I was about to ask him if he'd like me to cut his pie up but he circumvented the question by finding the pie on the plate and picking it up whole, just as he was about to put the pie to his mouth he whispered, "Boy am I glad it's an individual pie and hasn't been covered in baked beans," then he smiled and took a big bite from the pie's crust.

I ate my own sandwich and looked around the bar, we were being watched like hawks by a group of farm labourers who were playing darts, Ray slipped his free hand onto my thigh and I whispered, "Stop, you can't do that, we're being watched."

As soon as Ray finished his pie Mark Green sauntered over, Mark had been at the same school as me but a year ahead, he was the captain of the school football team as well as the school cricket team, he'd made two girls pregnant by the time he left school and married a third soon after leaving school. He had eight children that we all knew about but there were rumours that half the kids in the area born in the past ten years could have been his as well. I smiled at myself as I thought, 'But not mine, well, unless Johnny sent him in under cover of darkness that is! My silly thoughts were dashed from my head by Mark standing in front of our table, "Morning Victoria, so who's your friend?"

"Ray stood up and offered his hand in the direction of Mark's voice, "I'm Ray Costello, I live over at the sheltered accommodation."

"Hi Ray, fancy a game of darts?"

"I'd love to try a game of darts."

I was about to mention that Ray was blind but he put his hand on my shoulder and stopped me. Mark slapped the three darts into Rays hand and Ray slapped Mark on his back and then used that contact to help guide him to the dart board. Ray took up a darts players pose at the oche but he wasn't actually facing the darts board and that got a few strange looks from Mark's friends.

"Anyone willing to stand in front of the board to give me a clue which way it is."

Mark waved his hand in front of Ray's face and grinned, then he took hold of Ray's shoulders and turned him to face the board, "It's that way mate!"

Ray did all the things he remembered from the days that he played darts, two or three 'aiming' gestures towards the board and then he let the dart fly followed quickly by the other two, Mark called out "Eighty-five, bloody hell Bill, he's the best player in the pub and he can't see!"

Ray laughed, "I was never that good when I could see I can assure you!"

Mark guided Ray back to our table and we were left alone to finish our drinks in peace.

I guided Ray back to the home, I signed in again as a visitor before guiding Ray back to his flat, he flicked the bottom slider to 'in' and the top slider to 'do not disturb' before dragging me through the front door. I was naked before we reached the living room and Ray was naked a second later, he pushed me down onto my knees, "If you suck my cock for me I'll give you the best orgasm of your life Vicky."

A shiver ran through my body, yesterday Ray had given me the best orgasm of my life and I'd almost passed out from the extreme pleasure, he was saying that he could give me even more pleasure than that, what effect would that have on my body? I lifted the weight of his cock, started to massage it with my hands, "Come on, put it in your mouth. I winced slightly at the thought of it, it wasn't a religious thing for me just a hygiene thing, 'Perhaps if you told him to wash it first? You might not be so...' My head dipped forward on a whim of its own and I kissed the head of his cock, I pulled my head back slightly, licked my lips, then I opened my mouth and bent forward again.

It was a strain on my jaw to open my mouth wide enough to take Ray's cock in without grating my teeth over his glands, Ray started out teaching and guiding how I was sucking his cock and then he stopped instructing me and revelled in the feeling of my inexperienced oral skills. After a few minutes he started to tell me a story from his past, he told me about how he and his wife met and as he told me I got, and I found it very hard to understand how, a hell of a lot more turned on than I already was. I put more effort into my oral ministrations and also added hand massage into the mix and then suddenly and without any warning Ray's cock exploded in my mouth.

I was shocked and stunned at the force and quantity of his semen firing into my mouth and it made me jerk my head away but I carried on massaging with my hand and he continued firing his seed. It was quite the education for me to watch a man's cock shooting and to feel the volume of semen splashing down all over my breasts and stomach and all of that coming from a large but still flaccid cock.

"Wow, that's the first orgasm I've had in, well, probably five or six years, did I hit your body?"

"Fuck yes, all over my tits and down my belly..." I looked between my legs, "...you even managed to splash my pussy hairs. Hey, that was a hot story, you should write it down and send it to one of those magazines you love reading so much."

Ray laughed, "You'll find a towel in the bathroom if you want to dry yourself off. I'd find it difficult to write a story in my present condition. Perhaps you'd like to write my story for me, get it published someplace."

I ran to the bathroom and used one of Ray's towels to dry Ray's spunk up and then returned, Ray wasn't in the living room, he was in the bedroom, lying on the bed waiting for me, "Come here, lay with your head up here."

Ray patted his hand on his pillow, I lay next to him, on my back with my legs wide open, Ray massaged my body for twenty minutes and then he started at my chin and kissed his way down my body, he seemed to be trying to plant a kiss on every square millimetre of my body until he reached my hairy bush. "Does your husband like the wild bush effect you sport?"

"Not something we've ever talked about. I've never been able to be this open with my husband and he's almost as shy as me really."

"Well, you should at least ask him what he thinks, I told my wife once that I loved looking at pictures of women with Brazilians or totally shaved pussies and she shaved herself completely for my birthday as my birthday treat, in the end she liked doing it so much that all of her friends did it too."

"How did you know all of her friends did it?"

"Oh, that's another story, I'll tell you it the next time you suck my cock but I did have firsthand experience of all of my wife's friends."

And that was all he said, his lips slipped off of my hair patch and down over my pussy, he licked and sucked, bit and nibbled. He soon found my clitoris and from that second onwards I was gasping and bucking into his face as I rode out a hundred and one orgasms. Ray was right, oral sex was a hundred times more pleasurable than masturbation and when he added his fingers into the mix I passed out from pure pleasure.

When I returned to the room Ray was dressed and standing by the door to the living room, "You'd better check the time; you've been out quite a while."

"Shit, it's past three o'clock."

"I'm sorry, have you missed picking your children up from school?"

"No, Johnny's parents are picking them up, he's coming home early from work to take me shopping in town and then out for dinner."

I slipped my feet into my shoes and my body into my dress, there was something to be said for wearing so little when visiting my lover, mmm, my lover, that actually sounds nice or perhaps a little tacky as I was supposed to be a happily married woman. I had been happy with Johnny until I met Ray and had the blinkers taken off and the rose tinted spectacles removed, had my life and my sexual horizons expanded. I still loved my husband, in fact I had kind of started my own process of broadening my husband's horizons too, in my own small way.

I rushed in the house and showered, I put on knickers and a bra and another summer dress similar to the one I had worn for Ray. When we got to the shop I dragged Johnny through to the lingerie section, Johnny usually sat outside the shop or the area in a department store. He grew an instant erection as soon as he saw the knickers on display. An idea gelled in my head, I picked up a thong and held it against my hips, "How would I look in these?"

I heard Johnny gasp and saw his cock jump, he whispered, "Oh God yes!"

I wiggled my hips, swishing my tail from side to side, "Mind you, these would look ridiculous with my huge ginger bush, if you bought me some of these I'd need to at least trim down a lot, perhaps even shave all together!"

Johnny snatched the thong from my hand, "Is this the colour you'd like?"

"Well, lilac is nice but then so is red or even black."

Johnny had three pairs of thongs in his hands, one in each of the colours I'd mentioned, they were in the shopping basket and Johnny was pulling me over to the nighty section to go through the different night dresses. He was bitterly disappointed at the selection of nighties in the department store, "There's nothing like what you had on the other night in any of these shelves."

"I think my friends may have bought me that nighty from a sex shop rather than the 'Home and Colonial Stores' it was the one they got me as a wedding present for our honeymoon but I chickened out at the last minute from wearing it."

Johnny was disappointed, especially because it was past six o'clock so the local sex shop would be closed so there was no chance of my getting a new sexy nighty today. "What about bras, I have three new panty sets but no bras."

Johnny's face looked less than impressed, "Or would you rather I stopped wearing a bra when I dress up for you?"

"I love seeing the way your breasts swing under your clothes when you don't wear a bra and you felt so sexy the other night when all you had on was your nighty."

"Well, as we didn't manage to get me another sexy nighty today and the one I wore the other day is still drying, perhaps tonight I should go to bet with no nighty on at all!"

I heard Johnny swallow hard, "What if the kids wake up and come in to us?"

"Well, they've both seen me in the nude before, if I needed to take a bath when you were at work before they were in school I'd go in the bath with them."

Johnny gasped again, we had reached the car park and our car, Johnny checked his watch, "Fifty minutes before we can go to the restaurant, what do you want to do?"

"We could take a drive to the car park over at the country park, that's about half way to the restaurant isn't it?"

"Well, not quite, it isn't even on the same road."

"Oh, okay then, well. We could just go for a drink before dinner at the restaurant!"

I saw Johnny kicking himself metaphorically as he unlocked the car. We drove out of town along the wrong road for our dinner appointment but that road did lead to the country park. Once there we spotted three cars in the first car park and Johnny looked disappointed, very disappointed indeed. The new me wouldn't have worried too much that there were three cars in the car park already and that someone could see us if we were up to no good in our car but I thought that might be a step too far for Johnny, he wasn't as far advanced in his sexual opening regime as I was.

"What about the car park the fishermen use, even if there are cars there the fishermen don't wander around the car park if they're fishing."

Johnny smiled and swung the car along a different track. That car park was actually totally empty so we parked as far away from the entrance as possible. We ran round and into the rear seats of the car and we started kissing. Johnny was perfectly happy rubbing my breasts through my dress and bra as we kissed but I had my mind set on going just one step further.

I pulled away from him and I reached behind my back and fumbled with my bra clasp at my back. I slipped one shoulder strap off and slipped my arm out of it, then I found the other side of my bra and pulled the whole thing through my arm hole, throwing my bra into the front seat. I went back to kissing again, it felt much better to me as Johnny began massaging my breasts through my thin dress material and from the urgency of his kissing, it must have felt nicer for him too.

"Would you like me to play with you darling?"

Johnny swallowed hard and nodded his head. I unzipped his trousers and the top button, pulled his underpants down and hooked them under his balls. I started to wank him slowly, stopping frequently just before he boiled over too quickly. "Would you like me to try sucking you a little?"

"Oh my God yes, yes please!"

I slid my bum back a little and lowered my upper body engulfing his cock in my mouth, sadly there was nothing I could do to hold him back and as my lips pressed against his balls for the first time he shot off into my throat. And he pushed my mouth away from his cock, "God I'm sorry but that felt so fucking brilliant that I couldn't help myself."

I sat there looking at Johnny; he was making no move to reciprocate so I eased my bottom off of the seat and pulled my knickers down. They joined my bra sitting on the front seat and I began masturbating myself, I pulled the front of my dress over my head so the front was draped around my neck. Johnny was looking all around to make sure that no one was around, no one could see what I was doing and then he lost interest in looking around and he started to fondle my breasts again.

I brought myself off and Johnny looked shocked at the extravagant way I was expressing my climax, "Would you like me to try sucking your cock again darling?"

"I'd love you too when..."

I didn't let him finish, didn't let him put things off; I leaned forward and started sucking at his flaccid cock. The taste of semen wasn't exactly caviar, it was no fine wine but it was part of my husband so I should at least pretend to like the taste of it. it took fifteen minutes to get him hard for the second time, spent ten minutes getting him off for his second time and again I swallowed it all down.

Johnny checked his watch, "We'll be late for dinner!"

"Well, never mind, if they've sold our table I'd be happy with a MacDonald's."

I clambered out of the car and sat in the front seat, slipping my bra and knickers into the shopping bag with the three thongs in it, "Aren't you going to get dressed properly."

"I thought you said you like the way my breasts move when I don't have a bra on?"

"Well, I do but I wouldn't have thought you'd like other men to see you like that."

"I think it would be a turn on to have other men see me dressed like this, wouldn't it turn you on to see another man lusting after my body?"

Johnny started the engine, he was laughing and shaking his head, he pulled forward a few feet and stopped again, he kissed me, "But what if some horny guy made a move on you?"

"Men don't usually make a move on married women in restaurants, not if their husbands are sitting on the other side of the table."

"But what about at the pub? I've seen men moving in on married women in the pub a few times, especially if the husband were to be playing darts or skittles."

"Yes, I've heard that Mark Green has had a few of the other wives in his time."

"What would you do if he came on to you?"

"I'm not sure, perhaps if you didn't mind, wouldn't get too jealous and Mark had a condom, then perhaps I'd let him, it would be a new experience wouldn't it?"

"Telephone...Father!"

The built in hands-free in the car started to sound the dialling tones and then the purr-purr of the ringing tone and the click as Johnny's father picked up the phone. "Dad, we're running a little late, any chance of you keeping the kids overnight so we don't have to rush back?"

There was a short conversation between Johnny and his father, he was happy to keep the kids overnight and as there was no school the next day we chatted to the kids too and wished them a goodnight before closing the conversation with Johnny's father.

In the restaurant we both agreed that we didn't need a starter or a sweet, just a main. We both had steak, Johnny's came with chips and mine with jacket potato. I was getting quite a few looks from other men as well as the male staff, if I'm honest it may have happened before but this was the first time Johnny or I were actually looking for it.

Johnny paid the bill and as we left the restaurant Johnny asked me if I were turned on, I smiled at him and nodded my head. We stood outside the car and kissed passionately, Johnny fondled between my legs through my dress, "God you're soaking wet!"

"Yes, of course I am and I don't have any knickers on to soak up my excitement."

I checked my watch, it still wasn't the kid's bedtime on a Friday night, we could actually get to Johnny's father's house, pick the kids up and get them home in time for a bath before bed. We stopped in Sainsbury's car park, "I'll be right back."

I sat in the car for two minutes as Johnny ran into the supermarket and back, he handed me a box of ten condoms, "Here, open this and slip a few into your handbag, the rest you can pop into the bag with your knickers in."

A massive body-quake ran through my body, Johnny was giving me condoms after I'd said that if Mark Green made a pass at me I might let him if he had a condom. Perhaps we were just playing a game, perhaps he was going to take me straight home and fuck me in the dark with a condom while pretending to be Mark.

We pulled into the car park at the rear of our local pub, Johnny got out first, "Are you sure you want to go in the pub, they've got a darts match on tonight so most of the horn dogs in the village will be in tonight!"

"We can go straight home if you like, I'm horny and I'd love you to fuck me right now."

"Well, we're here now, let's have a swift one, if you don't feel like playing we can go home after one drink and play together."

We walked into a very noisy pub and before the door closed behind us the room went silent. Mark was there just as Johnny had expected, Mark turned quickly to two of his friends and had a quick conversation with them before welcoming Johnny and me with, "Hi John, hi Vicky, we're about to break for supper, would you like to join us?"

"Hi Mark, thanks for the offer but Victoria and I have just eaten dinner, we're just here for a quick drink."

Mark positioned himself so that Johnny and I had to brush past him, Mark felt around my arse and found that once again that I was flying commando. I asked Johnny for a half of cider and went to find a table at the rear of the room. There was another heated discussion between Mark and his friends while Johnny was paying for our drinks. He'd bought me a pint instead of a half, he grinned at me, "Only one!"

He sat at my side, "Erm, did I see Mark grab your bum?"

"Yes."

"What do you think?"

"I think that he's been eager to get his hands on me since I was thirteen at school."

I saw Johnny shudder, "Did you do anything when you were at school?"

"I only ever kissed a few boys back then and nothing else!"

"I didn't do anything before I met you either, that's probably why it's harder to do things now that we're adults..."

Johnny's monologue was cut short by someone standing at the edge of our table clearing his throat. I'd expected to look up and see Mark Green standing there but I was wrong, it was the dart's team's substitute Steve Cockrell, Steve had been in my year at school, he was a footballer on the school team that Mark had captained and Steve had been one of the boys that kissed me in school.

He stood there engaging Johnny in a conversation, Steve was one of a four man team of jobbing labourers and Johnny's father had a field that was a little unproductive, they put sheep on that field for two or three weeks of the year while they sprayed the main fields with slurry and then spiked the fertiliser into the grass and subsoil and then let it rest for a few days. Steve was offering to work on the poor field for a few weeks cheap at the end of the harvest season. Johnny promised to mention the offer to his father and at that point there was a cheer from the dart's players as the trays of food were carried out from the kitchens and were being laid out on trestle tables.

"Erm Johnny, you fancy a game of skittles, no one will be in the skittle alley now that the food's been brought out?"

"Sure, why don't you go and set the pins, I'll be there in a minute."

Johnny kissed me, "I'll go and have a game of skittles, I thing Mark has sent Steve over to get me away from you, if things get too heavy for you, come out to the alley and watch me play or just come with me now if you just want to stay safe!"

I kissed Johnny again, "I'm sure Mark put Steve up to getting you out of the way but if you're happy for me to play a little before we go home and fuck I'll go as far as I can let myself go and if things get out of hand I'll run to your side."

Johnny set off in the direction of the skittle alley with his pint in his hand; I took a rather large swallow of my cider and waited with baited breath and a tingle between my thighs. As soon as Johnny slipped through the doorway out to the alley at the back of the pub Mark Green made his move, sauntering over with two plates of food in his hands, "Oh, where's Johnny, I know he said you guys had already eaten but I thought you should taste these sausages, they're better than your father-in-law's sausages and that's saying something."

Mark placed one plate of food down where Johnny had been sitting next to me, then he moved my pint of cider over slightly and placed the other plate in front of me, sausage, mashed potatoes and baked beans, there were two sets of knives and forks wrapped in serviettes in Mark's shirt's breast pocket, he placed one set besides each of the plates.

"Pity to waste good food!"

And with that Mark sat beside me and started to eat the food on the plate he claimed to have brought over for Johnny. He used the knife and fork to cut the sausage into manageable sized portions and then put the knife down, he began eating with just the fork in his left hand and his right hand slipped down onto my upper thigh, on the outside of my dress but that didn't last long. I looked out across the room, five grinning faces were looking at Mark and watching what he was doing like hawks.

Mark uncovered my leg and began palpating my upper thigh, pulling my legs ever further apart. I stopped him just short of my bush, "I can't do that here, I'm a married woman and every one of the men looking at us knows my husband."

Mark grinned at me, "So, you'd be happy to play, just not here in the bar?"

"Well, I'm not sure just how far I'd be willing to go with a sex-hound like you Mark; you don't have a great reputation around the area."

"What me, I'm a good boy, come outside with me and I'll show you how good I can be."

Mark made me smile, he was trying hard to impress me, trying hard to get into my knickers, but that would be metaphorical as he already knew that I wasn't wearing any knickers. I could also see a hint of desperation in his actions and voice, Mark had a reputation and he'd primed all of his friends that he was going for me in a big way and he knew that Johnny could only be kept out of the way for so long with skittles.

I finished my pint, 'Well Vicky girl, just how far are you willing to go?' sparked into my head, "I'm not going to promise to go all the way but if you give me two minutes head start I'll meet you in the back seat of Johnny's car, we can see what comes up!"

I smiled at Mark and headed for the skittle alley, I pulled Johnny to one side, "Well, last chance, tell me what you want me to do, I've invited Mark to join me in the back seat of our car, I told him that I wasn't promising anything, just that we'd see what happened!"

Johnny kissed me, he slipped his keys into my hand, "I'll leave it up to you, if you let him fuck you make sure he's wearing a condom though but whatever you decide to do, tell me all about it when we get to bed..." he laughed again and kissed me, "...have fun!" he slapped my bottom as I walked away, I looked into the bar, Mark was talking to his friends, there was lots of back slapping and laughter, then Mark turned towards the back door of the bar and started to swagger towards it.

I ran for Johnny's car, the car park was unlit as was the street beyond, it was ten o'clock and just past dusk, I unlocked the car, reached in and turned all the interior lights off before getting into the back seat and sitting patiently waiting for Mark Green to join me.

I'm not sure if Johnny had deliberately parked at the very back of the car park, as far away from anyone being able to catch a glimpse at the car or its occupants or if I had chosen to use our car for my tryst with Mark because of where the car had been parked, could all be kismet, all part of the grand design... 'Wait, what was that?'

The rear door of the pub opened, I saw Mark step out and then disappear in the darkness and the door closed, the car park was really too dark for Mark to find me in the dark so I reached up and flashed the interior light on and off again quickly. I saw Mark's silhouette in the light from one of the pub's windows and then he disappeared again, ten seconds later the door opened with a violent jerk and Mark was in the car behind Johnny's seat. Mark was all over me like a wild animal, Right hand grabbing at my breasts, left hand on the back of my neck and my face was pulled against his as he kissed me hungrily. The Mark-storm was so violent and sudden that I couldn't get my wits together to fight him off, he began pulling at my dress, then he pulled my bottom away from the seat for a fraction of a second and my dress disappeared over my head. Mark threw my dress over the back of Johnny's seat and then he began to explore my body but this time not through my dress.

There was a lot of kissing, my mouth as well as my breasts and then I felt rather than saw Mark struggling out of his trousers, "Stop, stop right there, I told you in the pub that I didn't know if I could go all the way, not the first time anyway, just slow down!"

Mark's trousers fell on top of my dress over my husband's seat and then Mark was on me again, fighting to get his fingers between my thighs but I stopped him, "Slow down!"

"We don't have very long; Johnny won't play more than one game of skittles with Steve and then he'll be looking for you."

Mark took my hand and placed it on his erection; I curled my fingers around his cock and began to massage it. "Are you sure you don't want to feel this in your cunt?"

"Not this time, I told you, and if I do let you it will have to be with a condom!"

"Yes, all the girls say that but once they feel my cock in them working its magic, they soon change their minds and want to feel the real thing, the real skin on skin experience!"

"Well, for me, if we do it, the first time will have to be with a condom."

"Well, are you sure that I can't fuck you here today?"

"I don't think so."

Mark kissed me once more and then he pulled my head down and pushed it towards his cock, I opened my mouth for him and started sucking his cock as Mark rolled his hips upwards into my mouth, he started rhythmically fucking my mouth and pushing my head down harder against his cock.

I had a flash back to earlier when I'd sucked Johnny's cock for the first time, when my lips touched Johnny's balls he had fired off into my mouth but his cock wasn't anywhere close to my throat, Mark's cock was hitting my oesophagus and there was still at least a half an inch of cock left before my lips would meet his ball sack.

"Do you deep throat?"

Well, I didn't really know what a deep throat was but as I'd only sucked two cocks in my life I'd guess that I'd just done the simple stuff so far. I shook my head whilst still sucking Mark's cock and as my head went from side to side Mark pushed down harder on the back of my head and my lips crashed onto his balls as I started to choke violently as Mark's cockhead invaded my throat and he emptied his bollocks deep into my stomach.

If I thought Mark's invasion of my body had been quick, it was as nothing compared to how fast his trousers and underpants covered his lower body and he left me alone in the back of our car and Mark was walking back to the pub finishing dressing himself. I pulled my dress back over my head and followed him five minutes later.

Johnny wasn't in the skittle alley when I checked; I walked back into the bar and saw Johnny sitting at the table we'd shared earlier. Johnny had a fresh pint and another pint of cider for me. He had a very broad grin on his face when he saw me walk in five minutes after Mark. The darts game was in full progress as I slipped into my seat and handed him his car keys back.

Johnny kissed me, his tongue slipped into my mouth before I realised what he was doing, he pulled away from me and gave me a funny look, I grabbed my glass and took a huge swallow before apologising to Johnny for not warning him that I'd sucked Mark off instead of letting him fuck me.

The table was left exactly four seconds later with two glasses of alcohol, full pints with just one gulp taken out of each. We were fucking in the hallway with the front door still open and as Johnny took his time climaxing into my cunt I gave him a blow by blow account of what Mark had done to me in the car and the fact that I'd hinted to Mark that there could be another time and that next time he could fuck me providing he used a condom. It was at that point that my cunt was flooded out by Johnny's seed.

Johnny was in the bathroom with me as I used the enema bag to flush my cunt clean of his seed. He grinned at me, "Do you do that every time we have sex?"

"Not when I was trying to get pregnant no but I find I get less eruptions of thrush or crotch itch if I clean myself out after sex."

We went to bed with the light on for the first time in our married life, Johnny was watching me to see if I were going to put a nighty on and when I didn't he jumped into the bed with me, totally naked, just like me. We lay in bed cuddling with the lights on for a while, cuddling and kissing, then I turned the lights off and we snuggled down to sleep.

I lay there for five minutes listening to Johnny breathing, "Are you asleep Johnny?"

"No, not yet, my head's in a bit of a spin to be honest with you."

"Well, I don't want to add to it but I thought I should tell you why I've been so turned on for the past few days. I told you about the new guy, Mr. Costello..."

"The blind man?"

"...yes, the blind man, I told you that I've been reading to him didn't I?

"Yes!"

"Well, what I didn't tell you is he's a very handsome sixty year old and he asked me to read dirty stories to him, you know, porn stories."

Johnny snuggled even closer to me, his hand sought out my breast and pinched my nipple gently. "Were the stories really dirty?"

"Yes, I didn't even know some of the words I was reading to him, he had to explain some of them so that things made sense to me."

Johnny was rubbing his cock against my bottom as he nuzzled into my neck; I was amazed that he already had another erection, "Are you sore?"

"No, why?"

"I was wondering if you'd like it again, you know!"

I rolled onto my back and Johnny eased his body over my leg and slipped his cock into my cunt again, there was no hurry this time, no frenetic activity and because he'd already climaxed twice in the evening he spent a loooooong time fucking me, driving me through a dozen or more orgasms, it seemed to me like he was settling in for the long haul, I wasn't looking at the time but I was beginning to feel tired and a little sore.

"Mr. Costello told me about how he met his wife today, it was actually more erotic than the stories I was reading to him from the books, it was more taboo as well because his wife or rather his girlfriend was only fifteen when they met."

Johnny exclaimed, "Oh my God!"

His fucking suddenly increased in speed and ferocity, "If she was fifteen, how old was he?"

"He said he was twenty-one."

"Well, twenty-one to fifteen isn't that bad!"

Johnny's fucking slowed down slightly. "Well, he told me about her younger brother's girlfriend and watching her brother and his girlfriend having sex while they were all sharing a tent with her parents, all of them naked."

That was it, Johnny went just a little wild and once again I was full of spunk and his cock shrank down and slipped out of my cunt. "Does he flirt with you?"

'Well, moment of truth, do I admit to what I've already done to him or not?'

"Yes, he's a terrible flirt but I think he's lonely, he's twenty years younger than any other resident in the home."

"Perhaps you should encourage him."

"I told him that his own real story was far more erotic than any of the published stories I'd read to him, I said he should write them down and publish them, but of course he's blind so that would be difficult to him, he suggested to me that I could write it down for him so he could try and get it published."

"Oh my God yes, you've got to write his story, I want to read it. Might turn me on so much that I'd have to rape you."

I chuckled and Johnny felt for my breast again, "Don't you think we should get some sleep, look at the time, we're going to have to go and pick up the kids in four hours."

We picked up the kids and Johnny asked his father if he had an old laptop he could borrow for a few weeks and so we took the kids and a very old laptop home with us. Johnny told me that he'd take the girls to dance classes and give me a chance to start on Ray's story, Johnny was really eager to read it.

I sat for several hours, my rusty typing skills soon came back to me and in four hours I had written down everything that Ray had told me, well, everything that I could either remember or understand about what he'd written. Well, it wasn't totally faithful to the story Ray told me, I found difficulty in writing some of the scenes but I had made a good fist of my first attempt at a work of prose.

If you would like to read Ray's story, well the story of how he met his wife at any rate you can find it here!

I cooked us a quick lunch with the help of my daughters while Johnny read my story and then the girls were sent into the back garden to play and I stood at the sink washing the pots while Johnny lifted the back of my dress, pulled my panties down and took me from behind as we watched over our children to make sure that they didn't come anywhere near the kitchen while we were fucking.

I smiled as Johnny grunted through a powerful orgasm and I had to support my weight on my hands in the sink as my knees went weak from my own orgasm. I couldn't believe the change in our lives in just a few days and I could lay the blame squarely at Ray Costello's door, his living room, his bedroom and his dirty mind. Just the sound Johnny had just made was totally different, a week ago, well, further back because he hadn't fucked me in weeks but before my new open life, I'd hardly know if Johnny had climaxed if I hadn't felt the warmth spreading through my womb and today, he had made so much noise as he climaxed that both of our daughters looked towards the kitchen window, they saw me and their father standing close behind me and they both waved at us and smiled as Johnny pulled my face round to kiss me as his cock slipped out of my cunt.

So Johnny was making more noise as he climaxed and, strangely enough, the feeling inside me had changed, before, I just felt slight warmth spreading inside my body, today, I could feel the jets leaving his cock but that could have just been the fact that for the first time in my life I was being fucked standing up. As Johnny's cock finally slipped out of my cunt there was a 'Splat!' sound, I looked down, a wad of Johnny's semen had fallen from my cunt to the floor, we were both looking down and laughing at the blob of jelly like semen on the floor.

"What's that funny smell mummy?"

Fortunately for me and Johnny he had just let my dress fall back into place moments before Sarah's voice jolted us back into real time. Johnny jumped round so that his back was towards Sarah while he put his equipment away and closed the stable door, I bent down and used the floor cloth to mop up the Johnny-jelly off of the floor, Sarah thought her father was hiding something from her and so her attention was focused on him so she didn't see the second and third blobs of his cum falling from my cunt as I bent down to wipe the floor.

"That smell is really bad mummy, what is it?"

I bent my head forward and sniffed at my armpit, "Smells like it could be me darling, it's such a hot day and I've been cooking in this hot kitchen, I think I need a bath darling."

"Oh mum, me and Dawn wanted to go and watch the football on the park and it starts in ten minutes."

Well, ask your father, see if he's willing to take you over to the park while I have a bath.

Johnny was happy to take the kids to the park instead of doing what he had planned to do which was watch the TV, on Saturday afternoons he liked to watch the big match of the day on the TV but it is surprising how amenable a man gets if he's having regular sex.

As I walked into the bathroom Johnny's shaving foam jumped out at me, I rushed through to our bedroom, Johnny and the girls were on the drive heading to the park, I called out through the open window, "Johnny, trimmed or smooth?"

I was shaking his tin of shaving foam in my hand, Sarah and Dawn looked confused but Johnny got the message instantly, he grinned at me, "Smooth, totally smooth!"

"Hi Johnny, hi girls!"

The voice came from the end of the drive, Johnny and I both looked to the road, Mark Green was walking along with one of his sons, Peter, the one that was in Sarah's class, well, actually Mark could have had several sons or daughters in Sarah's class but Peter was the only one he admitted too. Peter was dressed in his football kit and he was carrying his football boots. Mark waved at me, "Hi Vicky, nice to see you again! Aren't you coming to watch the first game of the season?"

"No, I'm taking advantage of a quiet house to have a long soak in the bath."

Johnny looked back at me and grinned, he mouthed "I'll bet he'll be back a minute after kick-off!" and then he grinned at me again.

Sarah ran on ahead of her father and joined Peter Green on the roadside, Sarah walked along talking to Peter and Johnny and Mark chatted as they walked along.

I went back to the bathroom and checked the cabinet, there were no new disposable razors, just the one that Johnny had already used, I needed to get some now razors so I could use a fresh one so I made an executive decision and ran to the shops to buy a new pack of disposable razors for Johnny and me to share. We were fortunate for a small rural area we actually had quite a well-stocked store in the heart of the village. I picked up a pack of ten new blades but on my way to the till I spotted a tin of Veet, I read the instructions, it would seem from the instructions that the Veet would have been far faster and less dangerous than using a razor on my lower body.

I spotted Mark on my walk back home, I had heard the whistle blow from the park as the match started and Johnny was right, Mark Green had left the touchline as soon as the match kicked off and was already walking down my drive as I turned the last corner. He knocked gently on the front door and then headed for the back gate, he looked around to see if he was being watched before opening the gate and he spotted me turning onto the drive, he grinned at me, "I thought you'd be in the bath by now Vicky. I was going to come up and try and persuade you to let me fuck you today."

"You can have a coffee or a beer but I'm still not promising to let you fuck me."

Mark followed me down the path to the back of the house and into the kitchen, "I thought you'd leave the back door open, most women round here do." Mark said with a lecherous grin on his face.

In the kitchen I leaned forward to get Mark a beer from the fridge and Mark was straight in behind me, he flicked the back of my dress right up and pulled the front of his shorts down and prodded his cock against my arse, I knew exactly what Mark was aiming for and it wasn't my bum hole, he wanted to take me the way my husband had done just thirty minutes earlier. I wiggled my hips to throw him off his aim, he caught hold of me and prised my bum cheeks open with his thumbs, "Doesn't Johnny use the back door when you're on the rag?"

Now that I did understand, he was referring to anal sex, I had read about anal sex in one of the stories I'd read to Ray, he had explained that lots of men would rather do a woman up her bum if she were on her period, which I took to be Mark's reference to 'the rag', Ray also said that husbands often did anal during their wife's fertile period, rather than wearing a condom, "No he doesn't and I don't have periods anymore."

Mark made another lunge at me with his cock and again I shook him off and this time after I dislodged him I managed to stand up and hand Mark his can of beer. "I told you last night that if I did let you fuck me you'd have to wear a condom, at least for the first time."

Mark grudgingly took the can of beer from my hand and then he pulled at the front of my dress, lifting it right up so he could see my naked body, "God girl, you felt special last night in the back of your old man's car but now, God you look good."

Mark pulled my dress all the way off and once again I was naked with Mark but this time it was in broad daylight and he could see my nakedness. Mark pulled me through to the living room, he pushed me onto the sofa and pulled me around until my shoulders were over the arm of the sofa and my head hanging off over the edge, then he shuffled around so that he was standing in front of my upside down head with his shorts around his ankles so I got to see his cock up close for the first time, a good nine inches long but thinner than my husband's cock, I rubbed my palm over his cockhead to clean off the fluff around it before he forced it into my mouth.

There was no accidental crashing of cockhead against oesophagus, it was a deliberate and targeted action on Mark's part, he hit my throat spot on first time and because of the angle my head was in he managed to get his cock in far deeper, the head of his cock was far further down inside my throat than the night before and because he was standing up he could put a hell of a lot more effort into fucking my throat than he could while sitting in the back seat of Johnny's car.

I found that because of the angle my head and neck were in I didn't even feel like gagging or choking and soon found it pleasurable having a cock so deeply embedded in my throat. Mark spent twenty minutes buried balls deep in my mouth before he fired off his semen deep into my belly, I didn't get any of the salty taste until he pulled his cock out and he left a trail of semen in my mouth. I was almost shaking from pent up excitement of the situation, being totally naked with Mark Green in my house. I didn't bother to get dressed while Mark drank the beer I'd given him; I even shared a sip from the can, all very 'normal' and grown up. I'd been used by Mark as a cum-dump, he hadn't even kissed me, no attempt at giving me pleasure but then I guess that was a little subliminal on his part, he'd taken his pleasure and if I wanted any I'd have to let him fuck me. I got the message but for now I knew that I could use my husband in less than an hour even though that would take a little management of our children first.

Mark spent around thirty minutes with me before running back down to the park, just in time for the half time whistle to be blown. I took my shopping up to the bathroom; put the bag of razors into the cabinet for Johnny to use on his face while I followed the instructions on the can of Veet to deforest my pussy mound. It only took me fifteen minutes to clear the undergrowth from my pussy and then shower off. I dressed in one of the thongs that Johnny had bought for me the evening before, the scarlet one and then I searched for a red summer dress, it was actually a little too thin to wear on its own in public really, I usually wore it over a T-shirt and leggings but I had the idea that Johnny might like to see me wearing it without even a bra under it.

I couldn't stop 'checking myself out' in the mirror, my breasts could clearly be seen through it, well, my nipples and areola contrasting with my alabaster skin surrounding them glowing out through the thin red nylon. At least there was no tangle of hair showing through around my crotch but the darker red of my thong did show through.

The phone rang, a call for Johnny, I told the caller that Johnny was on the park watching the football and to try ringing Johnny's mobile phone. I hung up and then heard the 'A-Team' theme tune, the ring tone that Johnny used on his mobile phone, I picked it up and answered again, "Sorry, it seems my husband has left his mobile phone at home, is the call urgent?"

"Yes, rather important that I get his answer as soon as possible."

I could have changed my dress but instead I took a deep breath and a thin summer jacket and wandered down to the park. I handed Johnny his phone, "Ring the last caller; he said he needs an answer urgently."

Dawn was standing with her arms wrapped around her father's legs when I got there, Sarah was on the opposite side of the pitch, Peter Green was playing in defence and Sarah was actually walking back and forth keeping roughly in line with Peter, occasionally she would end up next to Peter's father and they exchanged a few words whenever Sarah was close to him.

"How come Sarah's on the other side of the pitch?"

"I think she has a crush on Peter Green, she was hanging around him at half time."

"Like father like son you think?"

"Well, Peter has been showing a lot of interest in Sarah too, I just hope that he doesn't have his father's taste!"

"Why, what tastes does Mark have?" I asked.

"Well, probably the wrong word, you know Mark's need for quantity of lovers rather than any particular act."

Dawn looked up at her father's face, "Sarah loves Peter, they kiss all the time at school."

Johnny and I looked at each other and raised our eyebrows at the same time, Johnny grinned, "That's your area, talking to Sarah about her boyfriends!"

"God, she's too young for a boyfriend!"

Johnny sent Dawn off on a fool's errand, just to get a little privacy to talk, "How old were you when you kissed your first boy at school?"

"I was thirteen, how old were you?"

"Well, younger but I guess my first serious kiss was about twelve but kids mature much younger these days, Sarah's going to be eleven over the holidays, she'll be in the big school next term, long journey on the school bus with Peter Green both ways!"

"So, you think I should be a little cooler about my baby getting hooked up with one of the Green family?"

Johnny smiled at me, "Oh, I noticed Mark disappeared for the whole of the first half, did you manage to get..." Johnny looked all around, "...shaved and bathed?"

I smiled back, I looked around again and turned my back to as many people as I could and then I opened my jacket, when Johnny saw the tiny red triangle of the thong glowing through the thin dress with an expanse of white skin clearly visible all around it and then he looked up at the hardened nipples poking out of dark pink areola clearly visible through my dress, his face lit up, he developed a beaming smile and he raised his eyebrows twice in amazement.

"God my dad would love to see you like that!"

I was just about to call Johnny a pervert when Dawn pulled my jacket open wider, "Daddy's right mummy, you look lovely in that dress, I'm sure grandpa would love to see you in it!"

Johnny sent Dawn off on another errand and as soon as she was far enough away not to hear him he said, "Well, did you make Mark use a condom this time?"

"I didn't let him fuck me, I gave him oral sex, he taught me how to deep-throat him."

"And what did he do to you?"

"Nothing actually, he didn't even try to kiss me, he was just quite rough with me, I think he was trying to hurt me by using my throat hard and I think he assumes that we have as little sex as other married couples our age and if he doesn't give me an orgasm I'll be desperate for him to fuck me, even without a condom on."

"You could be right, I heard that he fucked Cath Berry two months ago, just a drunken one night stand, he cut her out of a hen party group, fucked her in the alleyway behind the nightclub, just a hit and run and now Cath is devastated, she thinks she's pregnant by him and he won't even talk to her. I think he loses interest as soon as he fucks a woman."

"You're probably right; I'm surprised he's still with his wife after so long."

So the next new Green baby was in the oven cooking, we'd never get the true number of his children around the village unless we all submitted to DNA testing to find the true extent of Mark's philandering!

The final whistle sounded to a cheer, our village team won, Peter ran off of the pitch and threw his arms around Sarah's neck and they kissed passionately for a full minute before Sarah came to her senses and pushed him away from her and looked nervously over in our direction. Sarah blushed a deep red and turned her back on her father and me. She stood there talking to Peter and then Mark blocked our view of Peter and Sarah before moving in on them both, he draped an arm over each child's shoulder and then turned them both to walk across the pitch.

Mark whispered something into Sarah's ear and she looked into his face and smiled, she and Peter ran towards the gateway leaving the park, but not the gateway we would usually use, that gate led out onto the footbath between the bus stop on the main road and our lane, Mark gathered Johnny, me and Dawn and guided us towards the usual gate, ensuring Sarah and Peter got a few minutes of privacy before we met them at the end of the path.

Mark gripped my elbow and slowed me down slightly, allowing Johnny and Dawn to get a few yards ahead of us, "I think Peter and Sarah are serious about each other, he could actually plug her before I get in you!"

"Are you sure that all they've done so far is kiss?"

"Well, I asked Sarah and she assured me that all she's ever done is kiss, Peter has told me he's tried to go further but Sarah is too scared so far but we Green boys do have a way of winning our women when we set our sights on them."

When we got to the gate and the end of the path that Sarah and Peter had taken I looked closely, there was a bush, eight feet from the end of the path, I could see the back of Sarah's dress, she was standing facing Peter and it looked like her hand may have been down the front of Peter's football shorts.

I looked at Johnny and raised my eyebrows, he could see what I could see, Sarah and Peter were totally unaware that we could see them in their hiding place; I saw the front of Sarah's dress lift up, Sarah looked towards the main road as she opened her legs wider, then she looked towards our road and suddenly flatted the front of her dress down and closed her legs, she turned a deep red again, she pushed Peter deeper into the bush, composed herself and then stepped out of the bush and walked down towards us.

I placed my arm over Sarah's shoulder and we walked along to our house about ten feet behind Dawn and her father, Mark was waiting at the end of the path for Peter to join him. "So, is Peter your boyfriend?"

Sarah tried to pull away from me but I held her tight, "I kissed my first boy when I was thirteen, but then I guess that you've done everything at least two years earlier than I did, I think I'm happy for you to have a boyfriend at your age but I worry about it being Peter, and not because I don't like Peter, he seems like a nice boy, I worry about his father, if you get close to Peter you also get close to Mark and Mark won't worry that you're only eleven and his son's girlfriend, he'll still try..."

Sarah interrupted me, "What you mean is try to fuck me like he fucked you during the first half of the football match?"

"Is that what Mark told you?"

"I heard him telling the other fathers that he was going to shoot off for an hour and shoot in you!"

"What did he say when he got back though?"

"He told everyone that he emptied his balls in you!"

"Did he know that you were listening?"

"He had his arm over my shoulder; I was talking to Peter at half time."

We both looked down the street towards Mark and Peter walking up from the park, they were laughing and joking with each other, then Peter made a gesture with his right hand, if I could have read his lips I'd have probably heard him describing to his father what he had just done to Sarah, and when Peter held two fingers under his nose and sniffed at them I looked back at Sarah, "And what do you think he is describing to his father right now?"

Sarah gasped, "He didn't mum; honestly, I didn't let him put his fingers in me!"

Sarah's eyes were little slits, her face was red again but this time it wasn't from embarrassment it was from anger. Sarah might not have my ginger hair but she did have my fiery temperament. She was about to launch herself like a missile down the road in Peter's direction but I stopped her. "Well, it looked to me and your father like that is what he was doing to you or trying to do."

"Mum, honestly, all I let him do was rub, you know, outside my knickers."

"Well then, you have a perfect example of how boys exaggerate, how they lie to try and look bigger in the eyes of their friends. I'm sure that the next time Peter sees his friends he won't just have put his fingers in you, it will be far worse!"

I heard my little almost eleven year old baby girl mutter, "The bastard!" under her breath.

Sarah looked into my face, an unasked question in her eyes."

"I've messed around with Mark but I have never allowed him to have full sex with me and I'm not sure I ever will but he's desperate to do it to me and he'll keep trying until he's successful and as soon as he is, he'll move on to his next target."

There was a worried look on Sarah's face, "Don't worry about your father, he knows all about it, he wouldn't like the whole world to know though, but he also knows that Mark will brag around the village and that he'll exaggerate as well."

"So dad's cool with you having sex with Pete's dad?"

"He knows exactly how far things have gone and if I want to let Mark go further he'll be happy with that too. Your father and I are going through a period of experimentation at the moment, you know we've been married for fifteen years and things were starting to get a little stale between us so we're doing thing that excite us both, you and Dawn might start to hear a few funny noises around the house."

Sarah looked confused and relieved, her eyes weren't tight slits anymore, the anger had dissipated a little. Mark and Peter were just three feet away from us now and Sarah snapped around to face Peter, "Hey Peter, can I have a quick word with you please."

Sarah took Peter down to the back garden, "You want another beer Mark, looks like the kids need a few minutes."

Mark and I walked in the kitchen, Johnny jumped to his feet and I bent down to the fridge to get three cold beers from the bottom shelf, I bent over straight legged and my bum flashed into view with just the red string of dental floss that passed for a back to my thong clearly visible. I saw a smile flash over Johnny's face and a look of shock on Mark's.

I handed out the beers to Johnny and Mark and then stood by the kitchen window, looking out at Peter and Sarah. I could just hear Sarah from where I was standing, "Look here Peter, I think that you were telling your father that you had fingered me on the path, and don't bother lying to me or I'll never speak to you again."

"I'm sorry baby but it is expected, we're supposed to brag about things!"

"Well, I don't like people bragging about me or telling lies about me so I think we'd better stop being friends."

"Please Sarah, I promise that I won't brag about what we do to anyone else honest."

"Well, you know what people are like at our school, if I hear from anyone, anyone at all that you've told them anything about what we do together in private, real or exaggerated I'll dump you so fast that your head will spin..." Sarah looked at me through the kitchen window, "Did you tell your father that you had put two fingers in my pussy?"

"Yes, sorry!"

Sarah grimaced at him, "And you know that was a lie?"

"Yes darling and I'm sorry for lying."

"It was as big a lie as the one your father told us at half time, he didn't fuck my mother, she wouldn't allow him to go all the way with her..." Sarah took Peter's right hand, she closed his fingers to form a fist and then pulled his index and middle fingers out straight, then she looked at me again, pulled the front of her dress up, pulled the crotch of her knickers to one side, straddled Peters hand and she pushed his fingers into her pussy. "...and now it isn't a lie anymore and that's the furthest you'll ever get with me until I know that I can trust you."

Sarah let her dress fall down and took Peter's hand and dragged him into the kitchen. "Mum, can Peter and I share a can of beer please?"

I looked at Johnny and Mark, they looked totally passive, "You can so long as I can water the beer down a little with lemonade!"

Sarah smiled at me, "Thanks mum!"

I opened a fourth can of beer, it meant bending over again, it was a little worse this time as I had taken my jacket off so even more of my backside was on display this time. I made up two glasses of shandy and Sarah and Peter took them outside. I watched again as my daughter took control of Peter, they were sitting at out picnic table, kissing and drinking shandy.

Mark made a quick grope at me as Johnny looked away for a moment; Dawn spotted Mark's attack and gasped. That caused Johnny to look over and see the back of my dress swish slightly as Mark's hand left it. I half expected Johnny to tell Mark to take me to bed, he looked so turned on by the way I was dressed, almost naked in my see through dress but he didn't, we'd all finished our beers, Mark looked at his watch, "Better be off, the wife's had the kids all afternoon, if I don't sort them out she'll never be able to cook dinner."

Mark kissed my cheek before slipping out of the back door, we disturbed Peter and Sarah, they were tongue wrestling at the table and Sarah had her hand on top of Peter's erection through his shorts. I walked Peter and Mark to the back gate, Mark pushed Peter through the gate and then he kissed me properly, "I love the way that you dress these days, please let me fuck you, come round to the pub tonight, I'll have a condom with me."

'Yes, like I'd trust your condom mate!' flashed through my head.

I turned round, Sarah was just two feet behind me, "Peter was really turned on when he saw your bottom when you got us our beer"

Sarah hugged me around my hips, "Thanks mum, thanks for being so cool. Hey, what happened to all of your 'kitty' hair?"

"Just one of the changes your father asked me to do to spice things up a little."

"Did you shave?"

"I was going to but I chickened out, I got some Veet from the corner shop."

"Would it be safe for me to use it?"

"You don't have enough hair to worry about darling!"

"I do, you can see it through my leotard when I'm dancing, I have to wear knickers under my dance costumes and I don't like the feeling."

I smiled, here was I so shy that I never let anyone see my body and my daughter had been showing off right under my nose all along. I'd seen her dance hundreds of times, I'd often thought how inappropriate the kid's dance costumes were but it was always accepted as 'Art' and I'd never looked too closely.

"Sarah, I think your daddy might want to play with me in the bedroom before dinner, if you and Dawn watch TV in the living room and give us an hour to ourselves we can go out to a McDonalds or a KFC or something for dinner, what do you say?"

"Okay, but what about Peter's dad, aren't you going to see him at the pub tonight?"

"I might, depends on how I feel, I didn't make any promises to go and he doesn't own me, he's more desperate for me than I am for him."

I walked into the kitchen, offered Johnny my hand, "Remember Sarah, look after Dawn for the next hour and you can choose where we go for dinner!"

Johnny was surprised that I was actually being so open with Sarah now, everything that had been hidden was now out in the open. I dragged Johnny up to our bedroom and the TV burst into life at high volume, "Well darling, do you want to fuck me now or after I've had sex with Mark Green?"

Johnny pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. He didn't have to take my knickers off, there was nothing but a very damp string covering my cunt.

pt 1 = 20,291 Words.
pt 2 = 10,533 Words.
pt 3 = 6,101 Words.
Total= 36,925 Words.

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