Bored Rich and Horny Part 1

Alf was really fed up. It was 4 in the morning and he was out on a wet and windy night driving a piece of shit rusty old Ford. He could have any car he liked but chose this nondescript vehicle for his night time activities.

He had been to his favourite club and watched the young women strip for him in the VIP room. He was their best customer so the management switched off the CCTV when he was in the room allowing the strippers to earn "extras". Although he had just fucked a super tight pussy from somewhere in Eastern Europe, he was down and gloomy. Things were really loosing their edge.

H e passed through a village and then a small town. All was dark except for a few measly street lamps here and there. As he was leaving the town, he saw a roadside caf� all lit up. His mood lifted immediately at the thought of a good old full English breakfast. He swung in and parked.

He got soaked running for the door, pushing it open sharply. He almost fell inside.

"In a hurry Mister" a larger 40 something woman called out to him. "What can I get for you?"

"Sorry, Alf replied. "I need your finest full English with all the trimmings and a mug of tea please"

"Coming right up, sit anywhere" she replied. 

Alf looked around and saw a couple of occupied tables. On one sat a skinny young lady dressed not only like a prostitute, but one that had been pulled through a hedge backwards.  Alf chose a table next to her. Whilst he sat waiting, he heard her sobbing quietly whilst nursing a cold cup of coffee. He turned towards her.

"Look, its none of my business but you seem upset. Would you care to join me and let me get you a refill or something" he said.

The girl looked up, her pretty face covered in tears, mascara running everywhere. She had a cut swollen lip and a black eye.

"I'm Ok" she answered. "You don't want to know my problems" she countered

Alf looked closely at her, horrified by the state of her face. She spoke really nicely, an educated accent. She really was petite and had a slight Chinese look to her. She could have been beautiful.

"The name is Alf" he held out his hand. "I am in no rush, I would love for you to unburden on me. I am a stranger to you and have never judged anyone in my life."

She smiled a tiny smile and came to his table. Alf's nose told him she needed a bath. He was unaccountably drawn to her. She took his hand

"I'm Sally" she replied. "And I would love another coffee please"

"Another coffee over here please" Alf called across to the counter. The woman looked over with distaste but started to make one.

Alf's breakfast and Sally's coffee arrived together. Sally looked at Alf's plate and licked her sore lips. "I wouldn't say no to a breakfast but I have no money" she said.

"No problem, I will be happy to get you one if it cheers you up" he replied.

Alf walked to the counter and ordered the same again. He came back to the table and pushed his untouched plate across to her.

"Your need is greater" he told her. "Here, have this one"

Sally attacked the plate with a greed and speed that Alf had not seen in a long time. Alf watched her wondering what her story was.

She took a pause. "Thank you so much, my luck was running out and suddenly this kind man turns up. Yes, this is cheering me up a little.

Alf's food arrived and they are in near silence. He was the first to speak.

"Look, I know we have only just met but it looks to me like you need help. Do you have anywhere to stay tonight?"

She moved her head slowly from left to right. She said nothing. Alf continued

"I don't mean to sound dodgy in any way but I can give you a bed for the night with a nice bath of shower and sanctuary from whatever it is you are running from."

She burst into tears. "That is the nicest thing anyone has done for me in a long time". She continued in her lovely voice "Yes please Alf, that would be lovely".

Alf paid and held the door open for her. She gave him another smile and went out into the rain.

"Sorry, this is my incognito car" Alf smiled, opening the door for her.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "Are you hiding too?"

"No, its just that sometimes I don't want to draw attention to myself" he answered.

They drove through the rain to 40 minutes. Alf eventually stopped the car in a very smart suburb and in from of huge iron gates. He pressed a remote control and the gates swung open. Sally gasped at the house in front of her. It was huge!

"Welcome to my not so humble abode. I have a guest wing at your disposal Sally."

"My god, is this really yours?" she asked.

"Yup and I have plenty more" he answered.

They drove in to a covered car port where there was an entrance to the house. Alf unlocked and turned a light on. They were standing in a huge kitchen, dripping still. Sally shivered. Noticing, Alf turned to her.

"Grab a chair and sit by the range to warm up for a minute. I will get you a robe"

He went off shedding his shoes returning a short while later wearing a fluffy robe and holding out an even fluffier pink one to Sally. She smiled again.

"When am I going to wake from this dream" she said. She started taking her wet clothing off, Alf turned away in politeness.

"I am not shy" she told him now down to her underwear. She slipped her bra off followed by her panties and stood naked and dishevelled before him. 

Alf turned and gasped. She was perfect, well his kind of perfect anyway. She really was petite. His eyes wondered over her, tiny tits with prominent nipples, a flat stomach and a mat of hair covering her pussy. She noticed him looking at her thatch.

"I hate hair there, I usually keep it shaved smooth" she said.

"Come with me" Alf asked. He led her to a large bathroom. "Bath or shower?" he asked.

"Both please, a quick shower and a long bath" she replied. She stepped into the shower as Alf ran the bath. He put lots of bubbles in and filled it to the top. She stepped out of the shower and slid into the bath with her eyes shut, just luxuriating for a moment. Alf turned to go.

"Just rummage for anything you need" he called as he shut the door.

Alf went into the small sitting room and flicked on the TV. He chose a news channel and watched with half an eye. A news item just in showed a story of a pimp found dead in his flat from a huge overdose. Alf thought so what.

He sat down with a nice Cognac  and surfed through the channels. He nodded off.

He awoke with a start. It was 6.30am and he realised what had just happened. He looked up and say Sally standing in the doorway wearing her pink robe. She looked lovely. Alf looked down and saw that his robe had fallen open, his cock hard and poking out. Sally came over.

"Let me take care of that Alf, it's the least I can do" she said falling to her knees and taking his hardness into her mouth. Alf groaned and slunk back whist she expertly fondled his balls. She slid her forefinger up his arse and he came in her mouth.

"That was fantastic Sally" he said "but you did not have to do it"

"I wanted to" she replied, sitting next to him and cuddling. The sat there contented. Sally stood up and let her robe slip off. Alf was delighted to see that she was hairless now and reached up to cup her mound. She laughed

"That's how I like to keep it too" she said. "Now, are you going to let me sleep? Show me our bedroom"

"I sort of expected you to be in the guest wing" Alf stammered. "Are you sure this is what you want, you are under no obligation"

"This is exactly what I want" she replied stroking his cock that was starting to regain its hardness. They went upstairs to Alf's master bedroom, Sally commenting on all the wonderful things he has as they passed them. Alf lay on his back in the middle of the bed and Sally mounted him, feeling his hard cock enter her deeply. She fucked him gently with Alf holding her arse cheeks and fingering her anus.

"Push two fingers in" she gasped. Alf was vigorously finger fucking her arse as she fucked him. He tried a third and it slipped in. They both came together and Sally collapsed on top of him. They kissed passionately and fell asleep in that position.

Part 2 coming



