Dream Cottage


“The question you've got to ask yourself is. Do you really want Edward; or are you prepared to start over again? But make sure you're not making your choice out of spite or revenge. Because the second time around, things will be harder with two young children, and the chances of finding a good man won't get any easier. ”
“But even if I wanted to keep my marriage together, and I give him another chance; what's to say I can ever trust him again?”
“It comes with time. I know what he's done must hurt, but believe me; it isn't the end of the world, nor the end of your marriage. Unless you want it to be?”
“That's easy for you to say mum, but you were lucky when you picked dad. ”

There was a cold silence for a good couple of minutes while I thought. And then I decided to put my daughter's happiness before my own pride. I didn't tell her the whole truth, but what I did tell her was true, and it hurt to admit to my daughter that the father she loved and admired had once been a philanderer. I told her how I'd found out about my Jim's other women, and how I'd taken advice from two different sources. And in truth, even now, I'm not totally sure either of the things I was advised to do would have worked in isolation. But as my daughter had already got her own family of two wonderful little children, she'd already exhausted one of the pieces of advice I'd been given.

So I began to tell her about the second piece of advice, one given to me by a professional source. And although I can't say for sure if this would have worked in isolation from the advice of starting my own family and giving my husband a feeling of purpose and duty. I am sure; it was this professional advice that tipped the scales. The advice was simply to read and learn from a little Japanese sexual techniques book.

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   And in my own mind, the most powerful of the techniques it described was the art of controlling your pussy muscles with a little ‘Jade Egg'.

Once I'd explained to my daughter about my husband's infidelity, I then began to tell her about how I'd set about attempting to combat it, not with conflict, but by making his sex life with me, superior to the sex he was getting elsewhere. I got out my little box of tricks, and showed her how I could still lift a full basket of weights using the muscles in my pussy, and then I explained exactly how that helped with giving sexual gratification to your partner. I didn't tell her the whole story, that is to say; about my own infidelity. Or that the man she called her father wasn't. Or how I'd achieved my own family of two wonderful children, when my own husband was infertile. But here it is for you to read, and I hope you won't judge my conduct too harshly.

I guess my story started that day back in 1973, we were driving across the deserted moors; that is me and my new husband on our honeymoon,
“Oh Jim, wouldn't it be just perfect to live in that little cottage up there?”
“Be a bit bloody isolated. ”
“Oh yes. But just think of the views. And nobody else around to disturb you, and come to that, no worries about you disturbing any neighbours. ”
“You're not serious, are you?”
“Yes. Why? Wouldn't you like to live in a place like that?”

“I'm easy, but if that's what you want, if we can't buy that one, I'm sure we could find another one that is just as secluded. ”
“Do you mean it?”
“Why not, I mean it isn't as if money is a problem. But you do realise, it would only be a second home.

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   I can't work this far away from London. ”

So over the next six months, we talked our way through the idea of a place in the country, and within a year of me first mentioning the idea, we'd bought a country cottage. Not the one I'd seen, but one equally as far off the beaten track, and still in Yorkshire. (That's a county in the north of England, for any none UK readers)

My Jim had taken over his dads garment firm, and with his modern ideas about fashion, he'd designed and started producing clothes that were selling like 'hot cakes'. So as he'd said, money wasn't a problem, and as I didn't need to work, it gave me lots of time to spend in our country hideaway. It was idyllic, and by the time we'd owned it a year, I'd got the most wonderful country garden with flowers, shrubs, a vegetable plot and even fruit trees. It was like heaven on a summer's day, to just lie back in the hammock, which was tied between two trees in the orchard, and watch the clouds drifting over my head.

I guess all things have their drawbacks, but mine was of my own making. I mean I knew Jim had said he'd have to work in London. So when I went up to our cottage, I was mainly on my own. Which is nice in a way, but nights can get very lonely. So the weekends when Jim came up from London were the times I longed for. And he did make it most weekends.

So move on three and a half years from the date we'd moved in. I guess the one thing that wasn't right with my little world, was that my Jim had now been in London for six weeks solid.


   The new line of clothes he'd designed were proving difficult to manufacture. Something to do with the material he'd chosen. So as Jim prides himself on the quality of his garments, and the delivery times he'd committed to, he was working every hour god sends, to make sure the order was right, and got out on time. But it'd been so long since we spent any quality time together; I'd made plans to go down to London that weekend just to be with him. But as I'd thought it would be a nice surprise for him, I hadn't phoned to let him know.

So Friday morning arrived, and I'd got on the train, arriving in London at around ten in the morning. I'd caught a taxi to our London home, and let myself in. I knew Jim wouldn't be there, but I wanted to prepare a surprise meal for him for when he arrived home. This had taken some planning, as I wouldn't have any idea what time he'd be working to, and I wanted the meal to be ready in as little time as possible after he'd walked in the door. So clutching my bags of ingredients, I made my way to the kitchen.

I'm not sure exactly when it hit me that something wasn't right. I guess I must have caught the aroma of an unfamiliar perfume as I'd first stepped into the hall. But it wasn't until I saw the breakfast washing-up littered on the kitchen work surface, that alarm bells began to ring in my head. I mean, yes Jim would leave the things to be washed-up and tidied away by our cleaning woman. But why would there be two cups, and two glasses.

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   And it wasn't like Jim to have muesli; especially as the other plate looked like it had been used for a full fried breakfast (that was Jim's usual morning meal). I put my bags down on the floor, and went into the lounge. Shoes! Ladies shoes! And they weren't mine. I looked around the room, and all of our wedding photos were missing, in fact, there wasn't one photo of me in the room.

I almost ran up the stairs, and the clothes around the bedroom floor were the clincher. Knickers, bra, blouse and skirt; and none of them mine. Then I heard a key in the front door. The blood rose to my face, and I was about to explode. But as I got to the top of the stairs, I could see it wasn't Jim, or his fancy woman. Well not unless he'd started to have an affair with our cleaning lady Mrs Lang. Not that there is any reason why I should write her off so flippantly. But she is around fifty, and I somehow couldn't imagine her getting into the frilly little knickers I'd found on my bedroom floor.

As she heard me, she looked up, and the embarrassment showed in the colouring up of her face. I went down to where she was waiting for me.
“So how long has this been going on?”
“Please Mrs Theabold, your husband told me if I ever breathed a word, I'd not only loose my job, but he'd also sack my Freddy.

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“Freddy, who is he, and what's he got to do with anything?”
“He's my son, and your husband gave him a job in his factory. I really didn't like what was going on, but I couldn't tell you. ”
“But I haven't seen you since the last time I was down in London over three months ago. ”
“I know. But he's been bringing different girls back here for over six months now. ”

“Different girls! The cheating bastard!”
“Well yes, I know it's not nice. But according to my Walter, he says it's not as serious as if he'd been just bringing back one woman. ”
“And how does he make that out?”
“Well he says, it's just a kind of comforter. But if it was one woman, it would mean she was a rival to you. But these are just like some men go out at night and find a street girl to relieve themselves with. I mean I'm not saying its right, but from what I can gather, these are girls from the works. ”
“So does he bring a girl back every night?”
“No, it's maybe two or three times a week. Sometimes, like a few weeks ago, he went over two weeks, without bringing back one girl. ”

I guessed that was the time he'd had the problem with the sewing-up of the garments. A problem he'd told me was still going on.

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   I felt so let down, and I just wanted to cry. I walked past Mrs Lang, and went into the lounge where I slumped down in a chair.
“You just sit there luv, I'll make us both a nice cup of tea. ”
Well by the time she'd returned with the tray with two cups, and a plate of biscuits, I was sitting with my head in my hands, sobbing.
“That's it luv, you have a good cry, get it out of your system. Here, have a sip of this. ”
We sat there for what must have been a good hour, and as she offered her words of wisdom, she gradually turned my head around. I'd started off feeling so let down, thinking I could never trust my Jim again.

But her matter of fact way of looking at sex and marriage gradually got me to accept that while what Jim was doing wasn't ideal, it was by no means the end of our marriage. She even got me to accept the idea that maybe; it was my fault to some extent. As she put it, ‘Men don't really have brains when it comes to sex'. She said if they haven't had sex in the last hour, then any female is likely to arouse their interest. And as I was living at the other end of the country, and leaving Jim alone without sex for over a week, then she said it wasn't surprising he'd felt the need to stray. Her advice was for me to move down to London, or start a family.

She said,
“Ok, giving him a son or daughter to drool over won't stop him playing around down here while you're up there looking after the family, but it will give him roots.

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   And even if he does play around, he'll be less likely to form any permanent attachments. ”
And then she said something that at first I didn't catch the meaning of,
“And anyway luv, this has now given you an excuse to get one of those country lads up there to plough your furrow. ”
“Plough my furrow? We've got a fair size garden, but not big enough to. ”
Then the penny dropped, and as I realised she was hinting I should do like Jim and start playing around. I found it very offensive.

“There is nobody up there; or for that matter anywhere else that I'd even look at. And I don't like your suggesting that kind of thing. ”
“Come on now, there's no point in trying to convince me. You can't tell me the men up there are any different to the ones down here. And even if country lads are slow witted, I'm sure at least some of them will have worked out that you spend a lot of time on your own. ”
“The men up there aren't slow witted. And the fact that I'm up there on my own so much, just makes them more protective of me. But nobody has ever made an improper suggestion. ”
“In that case, it's down to you. You've certainly got the body and looks.

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   I can only assume you're dressing down, and consciously or not, you must be snubbing all advances. But ‘what's sauce for the goose, is sauce for the gander'. So if he's not going short down here, you'd be silly to sit up there like a vestal virgin. ”

I gave her a black look as I said,
“When I took my marriage vows, I meant every word of my promise. ”
She shrugged her shoulders,
“You're living in a dream world my dear. Do you think for one second anyone takes that church mumbo-jumbo seriously? Love honour and obey. Love, yes maybe for the first few years. Honour, what in god's name does that mean? Obey! Are you kidding? There's no way I'd take orders from my old-man. ”
“But it was a solemn vow taken in church in front of a vicar. ”

“Shall I tell you about vicars and oaths? I know my wedding was a few years ago, and I know I'd had way too much to drink. And by the end of the reception I was putting it about a bit. Not serious stuff, just snogging with anything in trousers. Well at one point the vicar, the very same man who, a few hours earlier had been coaching me with the words; ‘keeping yourself for him, and forsaking all others'. This same man had backed me into the unlit cloakroom, and not content with just kissing, and a feel of my tits, I had to physically fight with him to keep his hand out of my knickers! And I'm sure if I'd let him have his way, he wouldn't have stopped there. Vows! Vicars! Church! It's all bullshit.

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   And that's being polite about it. ”

It all sounded more than a little cynical, but she did speak with a confidence, that came from experience. So gradually, I made my mind up to make my way back home, without confronting Jim. And I planned to start talking to him about the idea of children.

The next day, while I was sitting having breakfast, the phone rang, and it was Jim. He apologised for not being able to make it back home for the sixth weekend in a row, but promised that come hell or high water, he'd be up to see me next weekend. He ended as always by sending me his undying love. And for my part, I did the same to him. But I must admit, as I put the phone down, I said under my breath,
“You cheating bastard!”
Then I started to re-run all the things Mrs Lang had told me, and gradually I mellowed back into a state of submission. I decided, as I couldn't face living in London, and I knew Jim couldn't live up hear and work down there, I would have to put my hopes into the idea of family ties binding us together.

Sunday was always my church day and it was as I selected what to wear, that Mrs Lang's words came back to me. I realised at least part of her observations were true. I hadn't before consciously been aware, that I dressed differently to go to church alone, than when going with Jim. In fact, as I thought about the way I dress, I realised, that when ever Jim is away, I dress down; almost to the point of looking dowdy. I can only assume some subconscious safety mechanism must have kicked into action, to ward off unwanted advances.

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   Not that I dressed like a tart when I went out with Jim, but I usually kept up with the fashion; even if it required short skirts, or those see-through blouses. (Though not necessarily when going to church)

I thought to myself, why should I hide my charms; just because Jim isn't here. I mean, it's not as though I'd take-up any advances, even if my looks encouraged any. So I put back the dress I had taken out of the wardrobe, and found a pretty skirt and blouse. The skirt wasn't over short, and the blouse wasn't see-through. It was a real eye opener, I mean for me to see the different reaction it generated within the male church goes. And I guess I could almost describe their reaction the same way; it opened their eyes. Nothing untoward happened, but not only could I feel the eyes boring into my flesh, but it was amazing how many more men were waiting outside the church at the end of the service. Normally at least half the men are in the village pub within a minute of the end of service, leaving mostly the womenfolk to stand around catching up on the latest gossip. Bearing in mind, this is only a little village church, so there would only be a dozen men in there in total.

But today, as I walked out of the church, I was met by three of the local farmers asking about how my little vegetable garden had faired this year. Yes over the three years of living up here, I'd met each of these men on different occasions, local county fares and such; but never before on a Sunday after church, as these three were among the men who'd usually be straight down to the pub. There was nothing said by any of them that was out of place, but one of them did make me an offer of a free trailer-load of manure. Not what you'd class as being chatted-up. But overall today, there was definitely more interest in me than normal.



Then as the three farmers went on their way, the landlord of the village pub came and made inquiries about the purchasing of any surplus from either my vegetable plot or my fruit bushes. I thought its strange how they're all so interested in my garden produce all of a sudden. But in truth I knew it was probably just the only feeble excuse they could find to talk with me. I did negotiate the sale of raspberries and gooseberries, as I'd bottled and made as much and more jam than I could use, and the remainder would only have gone to waste. I arranged to deliver it to his pub the next day, thus thwarting his idea of him coming up to my cottage to collect it. Not that I didn't trust him to come up to the cottage whilst I was on my own. But I do know how village tongues can wag even when there is no real foundation for the rumours they are spreading.

A couple of men who I recognise from seeing them handle their dogs at the sheep-dog trials, sidled their way across, and their excuse was to offer me the chance of buying one of a litter of new dogs. And I have to admit I was sorely tempted, but I didn't want to just go ahead and make that kind of decision without talking to Jim first, so I declined their offer. Then as they left and I was about to make my way to my car, the vicar made a bee-line for me. Which was rather apt, as he keeps bees, and came over to discus an idea I'd had some weeks ago, about me having a go at doing the same.

So all in all, when I sat down in front of the fire that evening, I reflected on the different attitude I'd experienced, just by a change of clothes, a bit of make-up, and a different hair style. It made it clear to me, that if I should want to adopt Mrs Lang's philosophy, it wouldn't be difficult to get started.

On the Monday I got together the fruit, and off I went to deliver it to the village pub, thinking I'd also take the opportunity to collect a few groceries at the same time. But again, like yesterday, I decided to dress smart and put a bit of make-up on.

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   The woman in the village post office noticed straight away,
“Off somewhere nice are we?”
It took me by surprise, and for a moment I wondered what she meant,
“I was just wondering, are you off somewhere? You're all dressed up. ”
“Oh no. I wouldn't call this dressed up. I just didn't feel like wearing my old gardening clothes. ”
“And I don't blame you lass. ”

Then she gave me a sly wink,
“I'd heard your old man hadn't been home these last six weeks or more. While the cats away the mice will play. Eh. ”
“Where had you heard? And I'll have you know, there'll be no playing away. Cat or no cat. ”
“Don't take offence lass. It was just old Roy at the railway office; he said your husband hadn't made it back home in a while. I wasn't meaning anything by my remarks. ”
I turned around, and marched out without even paying for the book of stamps she'd just handed to me.

Next I visited the local butcher, and he was nice as pie, in fact, I've never seen him so friendly and chatty.

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   And all the time he was talking to me, young Garry, his assistant, a man who is about my age, was standing at the sausage making machine. Now I'm sure I must have seen him or someone else operating one of those machines before. But this time, I don't know whether it was my mood, his looks, or the way he was operating the machine. But what I do know is, as those sausage skins filled in his hand, and slid through his fingers, it set such a turmoil going in my tummy. I kept trying not to look, but every time I glanced out of the corner of my eye, he'd be staring at me. When I left there I was in such a state, and yet in truth, nothing had happened to cause such a condition.

After sitting in my car for fifteen minutes to calm myself down, I then went on to the grocers; a little shop; which sold just about everything. The narrow aisles, and so much stuff stacked everywhere; overcrowding is the norm in here. Not I hasten to add, overcrowding with people, when I went in, there was only one other lady in there. I wandered my way around with a little wire basket, and then as I rounded the bottom of one of the aisles, there was Mr Harper, the shop keeper. A man around forty'ish, small in build, but good looking. Now why did I notice that? I'd seen him a million times, and not once before has that thought crossed my mind.

Well anyway, he was making his way around towards the cool cabinet to get something for his other customer, which meant we'd need to pass each other. But as I'd said, this shop hasn't much room, so unless one of us had retraced our steps, it would require squeezing past with bodily contact. I can't remember, but I'm sure some time in the past, I must have done this in this very shop.


   But now, it was as if everything went into slow motion. He stepped back, pressing himself backwards in between a stack of brushes, and a stand stacked with weed killer. It meant I was almost forced into moving into the space in front of him. Yes, I know I could have turned and gone back the other way, but that would almost have been an insult.

So my first decision was made, now what I had to decide was, do I pass him face to face, or turn my back towards him. I decided I'd smile politely and pass face to face. Once I had started to make my move to pass him, after a brief acknowledging glance, I had diverted my gaze to directly down the aisle in the direction I was heading. But it was a small gap to squeeze through, and even with my shoulder-blades up against the shelf behind me, I still felt my breasts gently rubbing against Mr Harper's chest. Now this was the sum total of the incident, and maybe, as far as he was concerned, nothing had happened. After all, he's in this little shop everyday, so I guess it's happened lots of times before.

But for me it just heaped coals onto the fire that had been ignited by young Garry as he'd worked on the sausage machine. I collected the few other groceries I needed, and waited until Mr Harper had served the customer he was dealing with. And once I'd paid for my things, which I did without further incident, I left and made my way to my final call for the day; the pub. Going into a pub on my own is not something I'd ever done before, so even this felt strange, and as all the customers in the bar (only about ten) were men, it was with their eyes staring at me, that I had to stand and wait until the barmaid had finished serving, and then she went to fetch the landlord. He took the boxes of fruit from me, and paid the agreed sum.

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   He also invited me to stop and have a drink while I was there, but I politely declined his offer, and went on my way.

Unbeknown to me, as I'd left, the talk in the bar had turned around to me. Surprisingly, started by the barmaid, a girl around my age,
“Well lads, it looks like miss frosty-pants has come in from the cold. ”
This comment was soon picked up by one of the bar-flies,
“It's the first time I've seen her tarted-up, without her husband. ”

Another man joined in,
"Tarted-up be buggered. Did you see her nipples?"
The landlord nodded a glance towards his barmaid,
"Now then John, ladies present. "
"Young Katie don't mind. Do you lass. "
"Course I don't. I'm just surprised any of you lot noticed. You don't normally get your eyes out of the sports page. "
Soon most of the men in the bar were swapping comments about me.

"Noticed; she almost poked my eyes out, they were sticking out so far. "
"To right, and unless it's our young Katie getting excited, I'd swear I caught a whiff of her fanny. "
Again the landlord snapped,
"That's enough of that kind of language Will.

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Katie said,
"He's right though. Even I noticed it from this side of the bar. "
"Told you. Either she's been taking herself in hand, or somebody's been doing it for her. "

“Are well from what I've heard, there's been some sort of a bust up. ”
“How's that then?”
“Don't know the ins and outs of it, but he's down in London, and hasn't been home for over six weeks. ”
“Well she's definitely out on the pull; I've never seen her dressed-up without being on her husband's arm. And coming into this pub on her own; never. ”
“Well six weeks without a bit of how's your father; it's enough to make any woman start looking for a substitute. ”
“What d'you mean you old bugger, you ain't had any how's your father for ten years or more; so how would you know?”
They all laughed at this.

Then another man joined their conversation, this time a stranger to the area.
“So who is the young lady?”
“Ah she's not from around here. Her and her husband bought the old Thomas place up on shag fell. But he works down in London. ”
“Still, I suppose she's got relatives or some companion living with her?”

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   She's normally a real recluse. That's why today was so different. She rarely comes into the village, and when she does, she normally dresses like her. ”
He pointed to a picture on the wall. A beggar woman dressed in rags.
“Oh come on Roy, she isn't that bad, she's always got a pleasant smile, and even if she doesn't normally dress up to the nines, she's always clean and tidy. ”
“Never said no different. But you ain't telling me, she isn't looking for company. ”
Another local quipped,
“The petals only open up when the flower wants to attract a bee. And she certainly had her pollen on show today. ”
"Not just on show, she was wafting the scent of it around like an orchard in full spring blossom. "

The stranger asked,
“The fruit she was selling, do you think she'd have any more for sale?”
The landlord said,
“I think I bought all her spare fruit, but she did tell me she'd got more jam and bottled fruit than she could ever use; so maybe she'd sell some of that. ”
“Well that would be even better; it would save me the job. Do you think you could give me directions to her place?”
“She lives about fifteen or so miles out on the Thirsk road, but look out there now, the weather is closing in. They promised us a storm, and it looks like it won't be long a coming.

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   If I was you I'd by some local, Mrs Gamer in the middle of the village always has some for sale. ”
“Maybe, but as we're going out that way, it wouldn't really be off our path. ”

One of the locals quipped,
“If you ask me, you're more interested in her pollen than her fruit. ”
There was a little chuckle all around. The stranger smiled,
“Well I'd be interested if she was game. But at my age, I can't see her offering to let me collect any honey. ”
Then he looked across to where his two boys sat. I say boys, but they were men in their twenties, and built like giants,
“Now if it was my lads you were talking about; that might be different. I think they'd me'be stir something up in the lass. Anyway, you say her place is about fifteen miles out, what's the name of it?”
“You won't need a name, once you leave the village; you'll pass two farms about five miles out, and then nothing until you see her place right high up on the moors. She's at the end of a private road. There isn't another property within seven miles. ”
One of the other regulars butted in,
“Ten. ”
“Well yes, from Jackson's place, it's about ten miles by road. But she's at least seven miles as the crow flies from any other house.

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“Well thanks for the information, I think we'll get going now, it looks like the rain has already started. "

I of course, wasn't privy to any of that conversation, so I'd just gone off home, and before I'd arrived, the storm had started. I parked my Land Rover, and went inside. The days events, although looking back now, all seem innocent, had stirred something up inside me. So much so, that as soon as I got inside I went immediately to the bathroom and run myself a bath. During the half an hour I lay there soaking, I not only calmed down, but I also decided to ignore Mrs Lang's suggestion, about how I should dress that is, and I decided I'd revert back to my normal wear.

We now move on just a few hours, its seven o' clock, I've not long washed up the things from tea time, and I'm sitting in the snug in a comfy arm chair. Being late autumn it's already dark outside and that storm is now raging in its full fury out there. Thunder and lightning, and rain coming down in sheets. Up here on the moors, when a storm rages, it's a real fury. Not that I'm worried, the cottage is well built and well maintained. There is plenty of wood stacked up inside, and not only is the kitchen range blazing away pumping out heat, but the big open fire in the snug is also roaring and crackling.

This place of ours is at the end of its own private drive, a road which is a good two miles long. So of an evening, unless I've got something arrange with one of the local women, I never ever get an evening visitor. And with a storm like the one outside in full fury, I certainly am not expecting one tonight.

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   So my hair is tied up, I'm not wearing makeup; I'm not even wearing a bra. I've got on an old wrap-around house coat come dress, which doesn't even button together. All it has is a loop and tie-string to hold the overlapping front to the waist. And underneath, I'm wearing a very old fashioned pair of cotton knickers. You know, very long, elastic around the waist, with big baggy leg openings. Like I say, I'm not expecting company, and I find this style of underwear very comfortable.

I hear a noise, and its coming from the front of the house. With the noise of the storm, it's only just discernable. I turn off the stereo, and then the noise changes, it's now recognisable as the big brass door knocker on the actual front door. I guess the first noise was someone using their hand or fist to bang on the outside door to the porch. Now you might think I should have been worried, especially being on my own. But in all the time we'd lived up here, there has never been a hint of trouble, and the local people are the salt of the earth.

As I walk down the hall, I'm thinking it must be a local who has been stranded in some way by the storm, and made their way up to our cottage to take refuge. Well I was partly right. I opened the door, and there were three men.

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   I'm sure you've heard the expression ‘drowned rats'. Well I guess it's not fair to say they looked like rats, but one thing is for sure. If they just climbed out of the local river, they couldn't have been any more soaked. All three of them were huddled together in the little porch, and with the dim light in there I could just about make out their faces.

I didn't recognise any of them. There was a man about as tall as my Jim, but he was in the same age group as my dad, well into his fifties. And the two other men with him were much younger, I'd guess, late twenties. But these two were giants, six foot six at least, and big broad shoulders.

The older man spoke.
“I'm sorry to call on you in this state lass, but our car has just been hit by a falling tree. And from down in the valley, the lights of your house were the only thing we could see. Can we use your phone? Or being as were in such a state, could you ring for a breakdown truck for us?”
I stepped back into my hallway,
“Come on in. You look perished. ”
“No it's alright. We'll mess-up your house.


   If you could just ring for us?”
“Well ok. But pull the porch door closed behind you, and I'll go and get some towels, so you can at least dry yourselves down a little. ”

So off I went, leaving the front door open, and I returned with three bath towels.
“There you are. Now I'll go and ring for a tow truck. Do you have any special firm in mind?”
“No lass. We're not from around here. Just ring the local garage. ”

So off I went, and as soon as I'd picked up the receiver, I realised the line was dead. Again, this didn't worry me or seen suspicious, in a storm out here, a tree taking down the telephone line was quite normal. But, of course, that fact wasn't going to help their situation. I went back out to where they were now at least looking at me without water dripping from their heads.

“I'm sorry, but the telephone line must be down. I guess there's nothing for it, you'll have to come in. ”
“But your floor?”
“It'll clean.

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   If you follow me straight down the hall into the kitchen. ”
With this I started to walk back down my hallway, as I continued with,
“I guess you'd all better take it in turns to have a bath and get out of those wet clothes. ”

They were following me in a line, with the older man first. He replied,
“But lass won't your husband mind. ”
“He isn't here, but I can't see why he would anyway. The only thing is, he's not the same build as your friends, so I won't have any dry clothes for them. I think I might find enough bath robes, they might just about be able to get one of them to wrap around them. ”

We were now in the entrance to my kitchen. I say entrance, because the main part of the kitchen has the range, washing machine, spin dryer and fridge all along one side; these take up the full length of the outside wall. And with a work surface all the way along the length of the other, the gap in between the two is really only wide enough for one person. To pass someone in between the two sides requires both people to turn sideways, and then squeeze past each other. Something Jim and I love doing; but that's another story. Anyway, being as we have a downstairs bathroom, built in the extension on the back of the house, this puts it the other side of the kitchen. So I'd stopped short of the range, where the kitchen is considerably wider, so as to allow the first of them to make their way past me to the bathroom.

As we reached this point, the older man replied,
“Are you sure its not too much trouble lass?”
“Well I can't get you a tow truck, and I can hardly send you back out into that storm, so if you're gonna sit it out here, it makes sense to let you each get a hot bath.

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   And if you throw your clothes out while you're in there, I can stick them into the spin dryer. Then maybe by the time the storm has eased off, with them hung on the drying rail up there, they might be dry enough for you to wear. ”
“Well lass I don't know what to say. You're an angel and no mistake. Well if your sure about this, I think its best if our Tom goes first. You see,”
And at this point he spoke softly, and nodded back towards one of the younger men,
“Our Kenneth here is a little slow on the uptake, so if Tom has first go, he can then show Kenneth the ropes. ”

So as Tom went off toward the bathroom, I followed on behind. Once I'd shown him what was what and where to find a robe, I waited outside the bathroom door for the clothes to be passed out. I'd expected the door to crack open, and Tom to hide behind it, with just his arm appearing around the door to pass the clothes. But to my surprise, and horror, the door swung wide open and a naked Tom stood there. Brazen as you like, his wet soggy clothes in a bundle in his hands. And the height he was holding them did absolutely nothing to cover his manhood.

I stood there for a second, in a state of shock. Not only at his barefaced rudeness, but also, the size of his manhood! I know I'm a married woman, but I'd been a virgin when I'd walked down the aisle with Jim, and my Jim's cock, was the only cock I'd ever seen. But this big lump of meat hanging limp in between Tom's legs, was over double the size of my Jim's cock.


   I was staring as much in disbelief as I was shock. Then I came to my senses, and without a word, I grabbed the clothes, turned and marched back into my kitchen.

I stopped at the spin dryer and bundled the clothes in. I needed the few moments it took to distribute the clothes around the drum, not only to make sure this heavy load was spread evenly, but more to give myself time to collect my wits. With the bathroom being positioned off to one side at the end of the kitchen, I knew the older man and Kenneth would not have seen what had taken place, but I'm sure if I'd have gone straight back, without time to collect myself, they'd have known something had happened.

So now recovered, and spin dryer cycle started, I made my way back to where the older man, was standing alongside Kenneth, and both of them directly in front of the range. As I approached, the older man backed away from the range, as if making room for me to sidestep past him. I looked at the small gap, but knew I wouldn't get through without making bodily contact. I was for a moment not sure if I should just squeeze through, or say something. But just then the man said,
“Shift yourself back up there Kenneth, so I can move out of the way to let the lady get through. ”

And as soon as Kenneth moved, so did he, and so I slipped past them both without incident, saying,
“Thank you. Would you like a cup of tea whilst were waiting for, Tom. It is Tom, isn't it?”
“Yes, that's my lad Tom. And this is my other boy Kenneth. Oh, and I'm Jack.

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We shook hands, as I said,”
“Well that's rich; I'm Jill. ”
We both laughed, but Kenneth just stood there looking confused.

I made a pot of tea, and the three of us stood there in front of the range drinking it, while Jack told me how a tree had been struck by lightning and a massive branch had landed in the road directly in front of them. Their car had collided with it, and mounted itself up in amongst the smaller branches, coming to a standstill straddling the main bough.
“So you see, its going nowhere without a tow truck. ”
“Well thank god you're all unharmed, the car can be mended, or if not, replaced. ”
“Too right. But without an angel like you, we'd be out there in that nightmare. ”

He'd only just finished his tea and put his cup onto the work surface, when the light from the bathroom lit up the passage at the end of the kitchen,
“Ah, I think Tom's done. Go on then Kenneth lad, Tom'll show you how to go on. ”
“I'll go and take Tom's clothes out of the spinner. ”
And with that I followed Kenneth, but I stopped at the spinner, where I removed Tom's stuff, taking it back and piling it on the work surface opposite the range. Then after lowering the drying rack from the ceiling, I positioned the clothes along its length, to keep it balanced, but leaving enough spare bars for the next two lots of clothing. As I was about to haul it up, Jack's arms came around my shoulders, and he took the cord, hauling it up for me. But in so doing, it had brought our bodies into a very close contact.

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   Not that he took advantage, but it nevertheless unnerved me a little.

Then Tom appeared, and with him being so tall and broad, the bathrobe looked almost like a jacket, one that only just met with very little overlap. Thank god it had the tie/belt around it, which did at least attempt to keep the front from hanging open. Not wanting to have to pass Tom in the narrow gangway, I called down to him,
“Wait there a second, I'll come and put Kenneth's clothes in the spinner. ”
And then as I saw he looked like he was about to ignore me, and make his way towards where we stood, I added,
“No Tom, wait the other side of the spin dryer, there isn't room for us to pass alongside the work surface. ”

He smiled broadly as he said,
“Don't worry, I'll squeeze past you. ”
I looked at Jack for support, but as none appeared to be forthcoming, I turned back and said,
“Ok, drop them on the work surface; I'll wait for you to come here. And then once I've put them into the dryer, I'll pour you a cup of tea. ”
He did as I'd told him, putting the clothes down, but then his reply took me by surprise.
“Its not tea I need, ain't you got no whisky?”
Jack replied in an agitated voice,
“Now then Tom lad. That's not very polite. ”

“No Jack, he's right. I guess even a hot bath doesn't really get the cold from your bones. Its just me being tea-total, I always think everybody else likes it as much as I do. I'm sure there's a bottle in the dresser.

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   Anyway Tom, now you're dry, you might as well go and sit in the snug, and we'll all join you once the bathing is finished. ”
Jack replied for Tom,
“You're too kind Jill; we didn't come here to sponge off you. ”
“It's only a glass of whisky; I think I can stand you a drink. I'm sure you'd do the same if the rolls were reversed. ”

Tom was still alongside where he'd put the clothes, and he said,
“Ain't you coming to sort out these wet clothes?”
“I will when you come up here, I told you the gap is too narrow. ”
He again smiled,
“Not for me its not. ”
Jack said angrily,
“Enough of that Tom. Get yourself up here smartish, and go and wait in the other room, like the lady told you to. ”
There were no comments or hesitation, he just meekly walked past us both, and into the snug through the door I was holding open. As he passed me, I said,
“Sit yourself down in front of the fire; I'll be in as soon as I've put Kenneth's clothes into the dryer. ”

And that was what I did, leaving Jack stood on his own in the kitchen, still dripping water onto the floor. As I entered the snug, Tom was seated where I'd told him to sit. I walked to the dresser, and as soon as I began pouring the glass of whisky, I knew Tom had got up from the chair. And even though I hadn't turned or glanced behind me, I could in some way sense his close presence. But what I didn't know until I turned, was that he was stood not two paces away, facing me, with the bathrobe held wide open.

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   My eyes nearly popped out of my head, and the glass slipped through my fingers, shattering with a crash as it hit the stone floor.

I made a dash for the door, but as my hand took hold of the doorknob, his hand encircled my wrist.
“Where are you going? Aren't you gonna pour me another glass?”
“I I have to see to the spinner, just help yourself, you saw where I got it from. ”
It was then I felt his other hand, pulling on my other wrist, and wrapping my left hand around his cock.

I say wrapping , but his cock was no longer hanging down all limp, as I'd turned, it had been stood there, bolt upright, and if it wasn't over a foot in height, then I'm a Dutch-man. (A phrase my dad used to use) But not only was it long, it was so fat, my fingers weren't long enough to encircle it; not that I wanted to. But with his hand wrapped around mine, he made sure I at least got to feel it throbbing.
“Please let me go. ”
“Don't you like my cock? I thought the way you was eyeing it up in the bathroom; that you maybe wanted to take a ride on it. ”
“Please. Let me go. ”

He'd by now moved in real close, so his body was pinning me to the wall. He now released my right hand, thus allowing him to use his freed-up left hand to cup and squeeze my breasts. As his hand moved from one breast to the other, I let out a scream. His hand now flew to my mouth, where he stifled any further sounds.

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   We stood there for what must have been five minutes, one hand preventing me from making any noise, the other guiding my fingers up and down his throbbing cock. And then we heard Jack's voice from the kitchen,
“Jill lass. Kenneth is done now, what do you want me to do with my clothes?”

Both of Tom's hands let go, and in seconds, the door was open and he was pushing me out towards the kitchen. I was all of a fluster, but as Jack was by now at the other end of the kitchen, he didn't notice. I hurriedly made my way towards him, feeling at least the nearer I was to him, the safer I'd be. I said,
“I'll take Kenneth's clothes out now, if you give yours to him, he can bring them out. ”
“Ok, will do. ”

But as he spoke, out came Kenneth, naked as the day he was born. But like his brother Tom, his cock was like a salami hanging there in between his legs. It wasn't aroused, but even in its limp state, it still looked menacing. The bathrobe was casually draped over his arm.
“Oh Kenneth lad. Don't go flaunting yourself like that in front of the lady. ”
Then as he took him by the arm and turned him back into the bathroom,
“I'm sorry Jill lass, but he really doesn't know he's doing anything wrong. I'll get him to put the robe on, and then I'll send him out with my clothes.

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   Oh, and don't you struggle to lift that drying rack, get Tom or Kenneth here to do it for you. ”

Then the bathroom door closed. I took out the clothes from the spinner, and I took them to the other end of the kitchen. I lowered the drying rack and began to put the clothes along its length as I'd done with the others. As I put the last piece on, Tom appeared behind me. I quickly ducked under the drying rack, and stood the other side of it.
“If you come any closer I'll scream for your dad. ”
“Now why would you do that? What have I done?”
“Just you stop that side. And while you're there, you might as well pull that rack up for me. But I don't want you coming down this end of the kitchen. ”

Then I heard the door behind me, and as I turned, there was Kenneth with his dad's clothes in a bundle in his hands. And this time, he had the robe wrapped around him. But like his brother, it looked far too small. I went down to meet him, and took the clothes from him one by one, and positioned them in the spinner, and as I turned towards the range end of the kitchen, the rack was hauled up out of the way, and Tom was stood there, robe wide open again. His cock was not as hard or rampant as before, but it was by no means limp.

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   It kind of hung in a bent fashion out in front of him.

“Ok Tom, that's enough of that, why don't you just cover yourself up and go back into the snug and get yourself a drink. ”
“I'll cover myself up on one condition. ”
“And what might that be?”
“You come back in and pour the drink for me. ”
“And if I do, do you promise to keep that thing covered up. ”
“I guess so. ”
“And you'll keep your hands to yourself. No touching or anything like that?”
“I wouldn't dream of it. ”
“Look Tom, if you do touch me, I swear I'll put you all out in the rain. ”
“What? All by yourself. I didn't know you were such a big strong girl. ”

Why the hell I'd said that, I don't know, like I'd said, him and his brother were six foot six if they were an inch, and here I am, five foot four and nine stone when wringing wet. Oh, I guess I ought to also tell you just a little about myself. I'm twenty three, brunet, 38b 25 36, and not wanting to brag, but I do attract a lot of male attention, so I guess I must have at least a little of what it takes.

But back to my predicament, I'd made a stupid declaration, and I knew I couldn't back it up.


   But what was also dawning on me, was that I have three strangers in my house, and absolutely no way of calling for help should it be required. And the more Tom played his games, the more I began to realise help might be needed. So anyway, I thought maybe, the best plan is to appease him, only just enough until his dad gets out of the shower, and then throw myself into the protection of his dad Jack.

“Ok Tom, I'll take you at your word. Now remember, I've taken you in, and looked after not only you, but your brother as well. So now I'm putting my trust in you, I expect you to behave yourself. ”
“Ok. Come on then. ”
And with that, he pulled the two sides of the robe together, and tied the belt. I walked towards where he was waiting for me. As I got close I said,
“Ok, you go first, you know the way. ”
He stretched his arm high in the air, and reached across and behind me, bringing it gently down in the middle of my back, and at the same time said,
“Oh no, it's always ladies first. ”

I wanted to pull away, but realised, if I tried, he'd win the struggle, and I'd be on the back-foot. So instead, I stepped in front of him, and he followed on close, his hand slipping down my back, and pushing me along with his open palm under my bottom. And when I say bottom, I mean dead centre, and pushed under, taking the loose fitting material of my housecoat into the crevice.

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   I wanted to stop and confront him, but knew again, that this would just promote a conflict, one I couldn't win.

So instead, I just walked into the room and as I did so, I said,
“You promised no touching. ”
I didn't stop until I reached the dresser, and when I did stop, and began to fill his glass, he said,
“I'm not touching you; your dress is in between my hand and your fanny. ”
I'd filled his already used glass, and as I turned to pass it to him, I felt a tug, and tearing sensation. And as I turned, he used both his hands to pull the front of my housecoat wide open. The ripping had been the loop on my waist, where the wraparound had been tied to.

I stood there with the glass in one hand, and tried to pull my housecoat back together with the other. But it was pointless, Tom was using two very strong hands to hold the housecoat open, and short of ripping my own clothes, I just had to stand there. What happened next was another surprise. I knew Kenneth had followed us into the room, but he'd just been stood warming his hands by the open fire, not taking any notice of Tom's tricks. (Hands under my bum that is) But the second he saw my naked breasts, he homed in on me like; well I'm not sure; maybe a guided missile is the only thing that comes to mind.

I'm not kidding, I'd hardly started to workout what I was going to do or how I would deal with Tom holding my housecoat open, when Kenneth's mouth was on my left breasts, and his arms were wrapped around me. At this, Tom let go. Kenneth just picked me up, and walked across to the big armchair in front of the fire, sat himself down, with me on his knee, and sucked away. Tom just stood there with a big beaming smile on his face.

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“What in god's name are you playing at? Tell him to get off me. ”
“Nothing to do with me, you tell him. ”
“Kenneth luv, that's enough now. Come on please stop it. I'll tell your dad, and you know he'll be cross with you. ”
It was as if I hadn't spoke, he hugged me tight, and sucked hard. Well now came the biggest problem of them all. As you know, it had been six weeks since Jim and I had had any quality time, and by that I mean been to bed together. Also, after the revelations of last weekend, I guess my own loyalties to Jim were under a strain to say the least.

The days event's, while liked I'd said earlier, might appear innocent, had somehow driven my bodily senses wild. And in so doing, taking me to such heights of arousal, and then melting away without actually reaching a climax, it had left me feeling so unfulfilled. And now so far tonight, I'd seen two cocks, the like of which I'd never even imagined existed, let alone seen before. I'd held one of them, and wanked it while it throbbed relentlessly in my hand. And even though I'd not done it voluntarily; I'd done it all the same. And something I hadn't mentioned, when I'd escaped from Tom after wanking him, my hand had been wet and slimy, from the pre-cum that had oozed from his big bell-end.


   I'd also had my breasts fondled. And now Kenneth was sucking for all he was worth.

I'm sure there can't be many women out there, who even if they had been regularly (as the farmers say) serviced, wouldn't find their bodies reacting to such an array of stimuli. Well faithful wife or as Mrs Lang would have it, Gander looking for sauce; my body was now on fire, and that is putting it mildly. I tried to struggle free, but that was useless. I kept up a barrage of pleas and threats of actions to be carried out by Kenneth's father, but nothing made any impression at all. And now Tom was stood in front of me, cock in hand, as he wanked slowly and menacingly. Kenneth was still sucking on my breast but he'd now taken to going from one to the other. This was making me so horny, my nipples were standing out, and the tingling, no throbbing, was almost more than I could stand. But there was no sign at all that it was having any effect on him, it was almost as if he was a baby sucking on his mother to get milk.

But Tom was an entirely different matter. He was pumping his hand up and down that monster cock, and I thought it couldn't be long before he moved his brother out of the way, and used this cock in the way his threatening eyes kept proclaiming he would. But even knowing I was about to be raped, there was nothing I could do. I wasn't strong enough to resist. Even if I screamed my lungs out, the thick stone walls in this house, would prevent Jack from hearing me at the other end of the building.

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   All I could do was to lie here and pray that Jack would soon be finished his bath, and that he would be able to control his sons.

And then, just as I was beginning to give up hope, we heard Jack's voice.
“Ok Jill lass, I'm done, do you want me to get my own clothes out of the spin dryer, and put them on the rack for you?”
Tom had his robe wrapped around himself in two seconds flat, but Kenneth was oblivious, and he kept on sucking from breast to breast. The door opened, and as he walked in, Jack was saying,
“I guess you couldn't hear me, I was just asking. Oh no Kenneth. Tom lad, surely you could have stopped him. ”

He came across, and with a hand on each of Kenneth's shoulders, he started to try to get him to leave me alone,
“Come on lad. The lady doesn't want to have to nurse you all night. Now come on lad. You know that you're not allowed to do that. Kenneth's mouth left my breast, and he looked up at his dad.
“But dad, she showed them to me. ”
“Now I'm sure she didn't. Come on lad, if the lady showed them to you and she doesn't mind you having a little suck, then I'll let you have a go later. But right now, there are jobs in the kitchen I need her to do for me.

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   So come on, be a good lad. ”

Reluctantly, he lifted me up from his lap, and let me stand on my own feet, and as I did, I pulled both sides of my housecoat back and wrapped them across each other. It was like I'd fired off a flare. Kenneth shot from the chair, and screaming and shouting, he pulled my housecoat wide open again.
Jack again took hold of his son's shoulders, but this time in a forceful manner. Not that such a smaller man could in any real way restrain this angry giant. But he did respond to his dad's voice, and he let go of my housecoat. But not before he'd torn it. And before I got chance to try to pull the torn material to attempt some sort of cover, Jack said,
“No Jill lass. Leave it open, and you come with me. ”

So with my housecoat still open, breasts on full show, and nipples standing out proud, I meekly followed Jack out from our snug, into the kitchen. As soon as we were out there, he said,
“My god girl, what on earth possessed you to show him your tits?”
I was taken aback by this question, and I stuttered out,
“I I didn't.

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   It was your Tom. He ripped my housecoat open. ”
“Oh god I'm sorry. You can cover yourself up now if you want. I should have realised. He'd do anything to try to get his brother into trouble. He didn't hurt you, did he?”
“No, but he ripped the tie ribbon on my housecoat, and then held it open so your Kenneth could see my nakedness. ”
“Yes that would do it. And then I guess Kenneth just lost control?”
“Yes. He came at me so suddenly. ”

“I guess I'll have to explain. It all started when they were very young. I mean all babies suckle their mother's tits, but with our Kenneth being so; well lets say different. Whenever he got upset, his mother would lift him up for a cuddle, and he'd suckle her tits. But this then became a comforter for him.

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   I mean, even after he'd been weaned. Well by the time they were both toddlers; they are twins by the way. Like I said, by the time they were running around, Tom had started to get jealous of Kenneth's cuddles, and he started to play up. Well I didn't find out until some years on, but to pacify Tom, the wife took to playing with his cock, and even sucking it. By the time they were starting the big school, they were both being treated to more of my wife's goodies than I was! And on a much more regular basis. ”

“It was around then, when I came home one day early, and found Tom fucking her. I know it's hard to believe, but she told me some time later, that they had both been able to get erections from the time they started their first school. But she said they didn't actually shoot their first load of cum until they were both at the big school. And believe it or not, they both came on-line so to speak, within a month of each other. And all these years, neither of them have ever had another woman except my wife, and they were both fucking and doing just about everything imaginable to her, up until about three years ago, when she passed away suddenly with a brain tumour. I sometimes wonder if it wasn't the tumour that had affected her judgment, and the way she brought those lads up. ”

“So you see, Kenneth wasn't coming to you for sex as such, in his mind, seeing your tits on display, he just wanted some old fashioned comfort. ”
“I see. That explains one thing. ”
“What's that lass?”
“I don't know how to put it.

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“Well there's no point in being shy now. You spit it out, I've seen it all, and I won't be offended by anything you say. ”
“Well it was just all the time he held me and was sucking my breasts, his, you know. ”
“His cock?”
“Yes. It was still soft. But Tom was stood there in front of me, with the biggest erection I've ever seen. ”

“That's it my dear. I'm sorry about what happened. But now I guess I'd better get my damp clothes back on, and get the boys to get dressed as well. ”
“But the storm is still raging. ”
“I know, but we can't wait until it blows over now. You've seen the size of those boys. If they want you, there's little I could do to stop them. ”
“But they both do what you tell them. ”
“Ah well yes.

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   But only up to a point. If you were to upset Kenneth; I mean like when you pulled your dress together. I mean, he could flare up, and I'd not be able to stop him. ”
“But you'll have at least ten miles to walk to get to the nearest house. And if their phone line is down as well, it's another five more miles to the nearest village. ”

“Well of course I don't want to go out there, but other than us going now, there are only two more options. ”
“And they are?”
“Well you resign yourself to playing the substitute mother to both of them. And you know what that would mean?”
“You mean letting them have sex with me?”
He nodded,
“Or there is maybe one other way. ”
He paused, I said,
“Go on. ”
“Well if you keep Kenneth on your side, he wouldn't let Tom touch you. Well not have sex with you anyway. ”

“What? You mean if I let you stay, I'll have to let Kenneth suck my breasts, to keep him happy. ”
“You saw his reaction when I told him to let you go. The only reason he took any notice of me, was that I said he could carry on once you'd finished doing jobs for me. ”
“I can't believe that after all I've done for you, that you could expect me to let him do that.

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“I don't. ”
And at this he un-tied the cord, and as he started to lower the drying rack, continued,
“That is why I said I'd better take them away from here. ”

He began to pull the clothes from the rack, but I put my hands onto his,
“No wait. Surely there is some way to stop them without having to send you all back out into that storm. I mean its getting worse if anything. I wouldn't put a dog out on a night like this. ”
“But like you said, I can't ask you to nurse him. And I know that if he isn't pacified, then he won't be on your side if Tom decides to rape you. ”
“But you think if I let Kenneth nurse me, as you put it, then he will stop Tom?”
"Oh yes. Tom might look and act as if he is the stronger of the two, but Kenneth has a violent rage. I wouldn't be surprised if his brain isn't suffering like his mother's was. ”
“Oh that's dreadful, I'm so sorry for him. "
"It's not him that suffers, he's oblivious to it. It's the likes of you who pay the price. "

"Yes I see, and I know it isn't their fault.


   And I can maybe forgive and try to put it out of my mind, the things they've already done. But try as I might, even though it might be the Christian thing to do, I can't walk in there and just let your boys maul my body. I'm sorry. ”
He took all the clothes from the rack, and carried the bundle towards where I stood at the door to the snug. As I opened it for him, in he went. I stopped in the kitchen, but propped the door slightly ajar with a log from the wood box; I wanted to hear what was said.

“Ok lads, get yourselves dressed, I'll go and get my clothes on, and I'll be back in a couple of minutes. ”
It was Kenneth's voice I heard next,
“Where is she?”
“Never you mind where she is, we're going now. Just get yourself dressed. ”
The next sound I heard was a dull thud, and then a throaty noise. It took a good minute before I realised it was a choking sound. I threw the door open, and there was Kenneth holding his dad up against the wall. His hands were around his dad's neck, and his dad's feet were dangling in mid air. The noise had all but stopped coming from his mouth, and his face was bright red.

I dashed across and took hold of one of Kenneth's wrists with both my hands and as I pulled like crazy, I yelled,
“Stop it! For gods sake stop it.

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My pathetic grip on his wrist had no effect at all, and neither did my shouting. In a last desperate effort, I stood back a couple of paces, pulled the top of each side of my housecoat wide open, and with my breasts pushed fully out towards Kenneth, I said,
“Here Kenneth. You can have them. Let him down. ”
Talk about magic, Jack dropped like a stone, into a crumpled heap on the floor, and I was swept up in Kenneth's arms and carried back to the big arm chair. His mouth was instantly back on my nipples.

And within seconds, my nipples were again on fire. I looked across to where Jack was still lying, and there was no movement. I called to Tom,
“See if your dad is ok. ”
“Fuck him. ”
“Please Tom. He could be dieing. ”
“Serves him right. ”
“Tom please. ”
It was then I saw an idea springing into his head.

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   I'm not kidding; it was just like a cartoon character. His surly look changed to a big sly grin. If I'd have thought about it, I could have guessed what his next words would be.

“What's it worth?”
But I hadn't, and it took me by surprise,
“What's it worth if I go and make sure he's ok?”
“What do you mean?”
“I get to fuck you? Yes?”
“No. ”
“Well that means you've fucked him. ”
And then I got my next shock. He calmly walked to where his dad was lying, and lunged out with his leg. The heel of his foot made contact with his dad's torso, and the sound as the air pumped from his dad's body was sickening.

I screamed out,
“You ungrateful bastard. How could you?”
And with that I started to cry. But even my crying didn't affect him; he calmly walked back and asked,
“Well? Will you fuck now?”
Through my tears I blubbed out,
“I wouldn't let you near me if you were the last man on earth. ”
He again went over towards his dad, and I screamed out,
“Leave him alone. ”
But he took no notice, the only saving grace this time was that he didn't kick the poor crumpled heap, but instead he lifted him up from the floor. At first I thought he'd come to his senses, and was going to help his dad to a chair and attempt to revive him. But no.


   He hauled him up, and threw him over his shoulder, like you would a sack of potatoes. Again I heard the wind being pumped from the old man's body as he landed on his son's shoulder.

“What are you doing?”
He turned, and opened the door,
“Where are you taking him?”
“I'm throwing the old bastard outside where he belongs. That's what he wanted to do with us, so now its payback time. ”
“Please no. You can't throw him out there in that condition. ”
“Can't I? You just watch me. ”
“Please, I'm begging you. ”
“Will you fuck?”
“You know I can't do that, I'm a married woman. ”
He turned, and without a word, began to walk. I screamed out,

The door re-opened, and he lent his head back around it,
“I can't do that, you know, what you want to do to me. But I will stroke your thing for you. ”
“You'll wank my cock?”
“Yes. ”
“That's not the same as a fuck.

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“I told you, I can't go that far. ”
“Ok, if I don't get a fuck, I get to lick your fanny. ”
“Oh no. ”
He didn't answer, but just let the door go and marched off.

As much as I didn't want to be unfaithful to my Jim, and I had no desire to get involved in any kind of sexual activity with any of these men, I just couldn't see that poor old man, a man who'd done his best to control these other two, I couldn't see him dumped outside in his condition with such a storm raging. I screamed as loud as I could,
He didn't return, and I listened to see if I could hear him opening the front door. The only sound I could hear was the storm lashing on the windows. I thought if he's taken him out, I'll at least hear the front door as it slams closed. But not a sound. It must have been a good two minutes, which under the circumstances seamed like an hour, but then the door to the snug opened, and there was Tom with his dad still on he shoulder.

I immediately said,
“I'll do it. ”
“What? You'll fuck?”
“No, the other thing you said. ”
“Too late for that.

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   You took so long, I've upped the anti. It's a fuck or I take him out and kick the shit out of him. ”
It was then I noticed he'd now put his boots back on. I suddenly realised, maybe that was what had taken him so long, lacing up those big tall boots. But I also realised, the re-fitting of the boots was maybe more significant, than just putting something on to go out into the yard. And if he did start to kick the old man now, he'd like as not kill him. This whole thing was now beyond my worst nightmare.

Then to my surprise, Kenneth lifted his mouth off my breast, and spoke,
“Are we gonna lick your fanny?”
I was stunned for a moment, I mean, Kenneth hadn't up until now been involved in any of this stuff. I stuttered out,
“Y Yes. You can both lick me; just don't hurt your dad any more. ”
Tom again spoke,
“Ok. Are you saying you'll let us get you completely naked, and then we can feel you up, and lick you all over?”
The thought was repulsive, but I just shrugged my shoulders,
“I I guess so. But you can't go all the way. ”

Kenneth looked confused,
“What does she mean?”
“She won't let us fuck her. But she's gonna get naked, so let her up.

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Then as Kenneth lifted me back to my feet, Tom said,
“Come on then, let's see you get naked. ”
“Only after I've made sure your dad is ok. ”
Kenneth asked innocently,
“What's wrong with dad?”
I looked at Tom, and then said to Kenneth,
“Don't you remember? You hurt him. ”
“Shall I get some water to throw at him?”
“No. ”
I then looked at Tom,
"Put him in that chair, and then, when I've made sure he's ok. Then I'll do what you want. ”

He carried his dad across to the spare arm chair, and tipped him off his shoulder; where he again fell like a sack of potatoes into it. I dashed across to the chair and knelt down alongside it. Jack was sprawled out, with his bathrobe crumpled up underneath him, leaving his cock lying limply in between his open legs. I tried to lift him up in the chair, but even though he wasn't a big man, he was still far too heavy for me. Then I tried to pull the robe from underneath him, but again it was useless.

I turned my head to ask one of the boys for help.
“Come and help me to make your dad more comfortable. ”
Tom just snapped out with,
“Fuck him. ”
I pleaded,

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   Please come and help me. ”
But this plea also fell on deaf ears.

There was no sign of life in the body that slumped in the chair; I tried to put my ear to his mouth to see if he was breathing. Then I remembered seeing someone in a film putting a mirror up to someone's mouth, and if they are alive, it is supposed to show signs of misting. I rushed to the dresser, and searched for a small hand mirror. When I got back and placed it in front of Jack's mouth, there was no sign of any misting.

I guess I was now in despair, and then I remembered a TV program, where someone gave the body of an injured person the ‘kiss of life'. I'd never been trained in this, but I just pulled Jack's jaw down, so his mouth was open, and with my own mouth as wide as I could get it, I took a deep breath and then sealed my lips around his mouth. I blew as hard as I could, and then took my lips away. Nothing! Well nothing from Jack. But Kenneth said,
“She's kissing dad. ”
Tom replied,
“Dad said she was a horny bitch. He said she wanted a good fucking. ”

I tried my best to ignore their comments, as I took another deep breath, and tried again. Nothing! I repeated this at least ten times, and then I just sat back on the floor looking up at him.

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   The tears began to fill my eyes, and I felt so sick about the whole thing. Tom asked,
“Is he dead?”
“I I don't know. ”
“Well if he's dead, you might as well get naked now. ”

Why hadn't I just done what Jack had suggested? I mean what would it have cost me to have come in here, and let that poor boy/man sit me on his knee, and suck on my breasts? They say pride cometh before a fall, and I guess it was my stupid pride that wouldn't allow me to comfort his Kenneth. I mean that was all it was, maybe a man's body, but just a poor little boy frightened by the storm. And now comes the fall. Jack is dead, and in a few moments, those boys will be doing god knows what to me. I dropped my head in my hands and began to cry.

Then I heard a coughing, I open my eyes, and it's Jack! His eyes are blinking, and he is looking all confused. But he is alive! I bounce back up onto my knees; and with my hands I cup his face,
“Oh Jack. Thank god you're alive. ”
He was slurring his words, but I could just about make him out,
“What is going on? Where am I?”
And then the eyes closed again, and he went silent. I tried to get him to talk,
“Jack come on, wake up. Jack its Jill. The storm, don't you remember?”
Then his eyes opened again, and it was as if that first time hadn't happened,
Still slurring his words, he repeated word for word,
“What is going on? Where am I?”

This time though, when I said,
“The storm, don't you remember? I'm Jill.

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“Jill yes Jill. Are you alright? Where are the boys? Did I pass-out?”
“Oh thank god you're back with us. I thought you were dead. Yes, I'm ok, and your boys are here. You came in here to tell them you had to leave, and Kenneth got upset with you. ”
“Ah yes. I remember. They haven't raped you, have they?”
“No. Not yet. ”
“What do you mean not yet?”
I then tried to explain to him what had taken place while he'd been unconscious, but when I got to the part where I said I'd agreed to Tom's suggestion of letting them have me naked, and lick my body, he gasped,
“Oh no. Oh my god, why didn't you just come in with me earlier?”
“I'm sorry. It was just something I couldn't agree to. ”
“But you know what you've done now, don't you?”
“Well yes, they'll be all over me. But I had no choice. I thought he was going to kill you.

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   In fact, up until just two minutes ago, I thought you were dead. ”
“But you haven't just agreed to let them maul you, Tom has tricked you again. ”
“What d'you mean?”
I looked back at Tom who was stood behind me, and he had a big beaming smile on his face.

“You've seen Kenneth's behaviour. He just reacts, and nobody or nothing can stop him. You show him your tits; he's onto them like a limpet. Now you've agreed to show him your fanny. When you open your legs, and he sees that wet pink flesh with your black curly hair framing it, he'll be up your fanny like a rat up a drainpipe. ”
“But I told them there was no way I'd agree to them going that far. ”
“And you think Kenneth will keep to that? Don't be so naive. He's got the mind of a two year old, but the bodily needs of a grown man, and couple that with a brain that is permanently on the point of going into a fit, and you've got a real problem. Not to mention his cock! I mean you saw it when he came out of your bathroom, just imagine what that thing is like when he's aroused!”
“I don't need to, I've seen Tom's. ”
“And do you think your fanny will take a cock of that size without it tearing your flesh. You'll end up in hospital, and as like as not it'll ruin any thought you might have of ever bearing children. ”

“Oh my god, what can I do.


“I can only think of one thing, but you never listened to my advice before, so I don't know if it's worth even suggesting it. ”
“Please Jack. I know you were right before. And of course I wish I'd listened last time. ”
“Ok, this is all I can do, but it might not stop you getting fucked. ”
“Well if it's not going to stop them, what help will it be?”
“I knew you wouldn't listen. ”
“No please tell me. ”
“You've sealed your own fate by telling them you'd let them see your fanny. Ok, we can't go back on that, I mean you know what kind of reaction that would get from Kenneth if you told him he couldn't see it now?”
“Yes, I guess he'd go berserk. ”

“Ok, so if you get naked and he sees you spreading your legs, then he'll mount you before you can say ‘Jack Robinson'. ”
“Well yes, you told me that. ”
“Well it isn't the being fucked that will be the problem. ”
“It is as far as I'm concerned. ”
“It's too late to stop that happening, all we can do is make sure it doesn't damage you. Your problem is the fact that your fanny has never had a cock of that size, coupled with you being frightened which will make you tense up.

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   You see, if you were to be relaxed, and your fanny was worked up until its juices were on full flow, and then if instead of Kenneth jumping you and going at you ‘bull at a gate'. If it was our Tom who mounted you, and broke you in gentle like. Then once Tom has got your fanny comfortable with the size of his cock, Kenneth could take his turn, and bash away, and you'd be able to take it without any damage at all. In fact, I dare say, if it was done right, and you go with it willing like, it'd probably be the best fucking you'd ever had. ”

“I I don't know what to say. I mean are you saying you want me to offer myself to Tom or what?”
“No, but one thing the boys do like is a game of cards. ”
“Yes, their mother used to play a game with them, with her own special rules. If you agree to play by their rules; you might still get fucked. In fact, I'd say there's a fifty fifty chance. But at least, if it does happen, it will happen gradually, and you'll not only be drunk, but well and truly aroused. ”
“But I don't drink. ”
“So it'll have all the more effect. It'll make sure you're not all anxious and tensed-up. ”

“So how do we play this game?”
"First, I want you to agree to do everything as I tell you. I mean everything, to the letter.

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“I guess I have no choice. ”
"So is that a yes?"
"Yes. "
“That's a good girl. "
He then looked around and spoke to his boys,
"Ok boys, Jill has agreed to play cards with us. ”
The reaction was instant, and before the minute was up, I was seated in the arm chair one side of the table, with Jack seated on the opposite side in the other. The boys sat at the other sides on dining chairs they'd brought in from the other room. In the middle of the table was a small glass, a bottle of whisky, and a pack of playing cards.

Jack took up the cards and dealt them all out around the table.
“Ok Jill, pick up your hand. I'll go first. The idea of the game is to get rid of all the cards from your hand. The one to do that first wins. But the others, want to try to keep the cards they are still holding as low as possible. You see once one person is out, we tot up the value of the cards the others hold. And if you break fifty, you have to do a forfeit.


   As you see I've put down a King. So as it's Tom's turn next, he's put down a queen. If he hadn't got a queen, he could have played an ace. But now it's your turn, so you have to play a king or jack. ”
“I see. I have to play a card of the next value to the last one played. But I don't have either of them. ”

Tom reached for the bottle, and topped the glass up to the rim. Jack handed it to me,
“So now you drink this. ”
I didn't want to, but knew I'd said I'd do as I was told. I sipped at it, and the taste was horrible. Tom reached across, and taking hold of the glass with me, said,
“No, down in one. It's only a little glass. ”
It went down, but I almost choked, and I began to cough. Jack spoke,
“Don't worry, you'll get used to it.

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I did stop coughing, and the game continued.

It seamed everybody else had got the right card. Kenneth had played a jack, Jack had played a ten, and Tom played a nine. So now it was my turn again, eight or ten required. But I didn't have either of them. So Tom now poured a second glass of whisky. Now the glass they'd picked out for their little game was probably no bigger than an egg-cup, but Tom filled it to the brim every time, and I don't normally drink alcohol. But I'd agreed to follow their rules, so down went the second glass. And at this point, I guess it was more the horrible taste that I objected to. The game continued, and the next time I actually had a card I could play. But Tom didn't, so he took a drink, not that such a small amount worried him. And so it went on, with Jack not missing a turn, me having six glasses, and I think Tom and Kenneth just a couple a piece.

So now after six glasses and about fifteen minutes, the alcohol was starting to hit me, and things weren't quite so threatening. But then as Jack had played all his cards, and thus won, they totted up the cards left in our hands, I'd broke the fifty mark, having 63.
“Ok boys, it looks like Jill will have to do a forfeit.

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   Any ideas. ”
Tom blurted out,
“Get her to suck our cocks. ”
Kenneth said,
“No, I want to lick her fanny. ”
“Well Jill? Which one of those options would you prefer?”

I know I was gradually slipping under the influence of the drink, but I could still remember what Jack had said about the outcome I could expect if I let Kenneth see my naked pussy. So even though I'd never sucked a cock in my life, I thought maybe that should be my option.
“I guess I'll go for Tom's suggestion. ”
“You will, will you? Sit up a minute. ”
I guess as the drink had started to get to me, and the actual card playing was in a lull; I'd slumped back into the arm chair. So I sat myself back up to the table as instructed.
“That's it. Now open your mouth as wide as you can. ”

I leant forwards, and opened my mouth.
“Nah lass. That's nowhere near wide enough for Tom's cock. Tell you what; we'll start you off gentle like.

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   Your forfeit can be to let us take turns kissing you and feeling you up a bit. Is that ok with you?”
This seemed to me to be a better option than either of the two boys had suggested, so I quickly said,
“Yes, of course you can. ”
Tom asked,
“Can I go first dad. ”
“Ok then, but start slowly, and make sure you get plenty of tongue down her throat. ”
“Can I finger her fanny as well as her tits?”
“Well she agreed to being felt-up, so I guess she won't mind. ”
He looked across as if looking for confirmation.

Knowing I'd agreed to follow Jack's instructions,
“If that's what you want, I guess its ok. ”
“There you are lad, but only start on her fanny once you've got her warmed up with plenty of kissing and don't forget to work her tits. ”
“You don't mind it being Tom who is the first one to play with you, do you?”
I now realised they were all going to take turns, so who went first didn't seem to matter.
“No. As long as he's gentle with me. ”

So that was it, the table was pulled aside, and in came Tom. He lent himself over me, and began to kiss. As I'd said, the drink had started to make itself known, and this whole thing didn't actually seem real. It was just as if I was having some kind of weird dream.

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   But his kisses felt real enough, and as his tongue touched mine, my tongue gradually left my mouth, and entwined itself around his tongue deep inside his mouth. He'd now got the top of my housecoat pulled wide open, and his hands were cupping each breast in turn, with his fingers squeezing and rolling my nipples. The other thing was although it was all like a dream sequence; I could still hear Jack's voice, as he appeared to be coaching Tom.

“That's it lad, you can see she likes that. Now start to move your hand down. No, slowly. Just stroking gently as you go. That's it, inside her knickers. She she's lifting it up for you. ”
He was right, but I hadn't been doing it consciously. And without him giving a running commentary, I don't think I'd have known it was me offering myself to him. But hearing him telling Tom what I was doing, kind of jarred a nerve. I mean, no way was I trying to encourage him to go further. So I made a conscious effort to lower my pelvis, and I even tried to pull my legs back together. But as his hand slid across my naval, and began to stroke into my pubic mound, I felt myself lifting it into his hand.

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   And at the same time, with the arching of my back, I slid down lower in the chair, and spread my legs open wide.

“That's it lad, go on, she wants your fingers up her fanny now. ”
And up his fingers went, and I just arched even more, spreading my knees even wider.
“Good lad, work them in deep. Tell you what Tom, you move down in between her legs. Come on Kenneth lad, you can have her tits again. ”
So as Tom now was on the floor, kissing my inner thighs, and fingering deep into my pussy, Kenneth got back to his favourite position, sucking on my breasts. And just as I was thinking about how much I was missing the tongue dancing in my mouth, I felt something touching my lips.

It was wet, but not another tongue. I opened my eyes, to see Jack's hairy cock and balls directly in front of my face. I'd never sucked a cock, and the thought of doing so, didn't in anyway excite me, in fact, I thought it was disgusting. But my body was so enflamed with the attention it was receiving from the two boys, coupled with a mellow inebriated acceptance of anything Jack suggested, I let him open my lips, and push his cock inside. And to my surprise, it wasn't nasty at all. In fact, within minutes, he was pushing it in deep, touching the back of my throat, and I was sucking willingly. But maybe some of my reaction to his cock, was due to another first.

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   I'd never been licked down there. Jim had never done it, or even suggested it. And so as Tom's mouth and tongue began to massage my pussy lips, it sent such a wave of pleasure, I think I'd have been willing to try anything with them.

So I'm sucking cock, with one man sucking my breasts, while another is sucking and probing my pussy. And all of these men are total strangers. I knew from the crescendo building, that an orgasm was only minutes away, and yet orgasm is something I've only ever experience three times in my life. The first time was two days into my honeymoon. The second was about a month after our marriage. The last time I had one was last Christmas, while we were staying at Jim's Mom and dad's house. And all three of those times, it was brought about by Jim being very horny, and with full penetration. Each time, fired off as he'd cum inside me. But here it was, and I could do nothing to stop or delay it happening.

“Oh god yes! Ohhh God! Ohh more. Yes. Ohh yes.

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   Ohh god! Ohhhhh. ”
“I think you did well there Tom, she liked that. Are you ok lass? Was that good for you?”
“Ohh no. Ohhh j just give me a minute. Ohh god!”
“Ok boys, nip upstairs, and pull a mattress off one of the beds, and bring it down, make sure you bring the sheets as well, there'll be a fair amount of mess, and she won't want any evidence leaving for her old man to find. ”
Jack began to stroke my forehead, but his other hand was still cupping my breasts, and working my nipples.

“Ah you're back with us. Was that ok?”
“Oh Jesus. I I've never had anyone doing that to me before. ”
“You must be kidding. Don't tell me you've never had your fanny licked out? Well in that case, I can only say this is going to be your lucky night lass. ”
As I attempted to sit myself back up straight, I said,
“Where are the boys, aren't we going to carry on playing cards now?”
“There's no need for any more cards luv, they've gone to fetch a mattress, and once we get you comfortable, we'll show you just how good a fucking can be. ”
“B but, you said. ”
“Yes, I said there was a fifty fifty chance of you getting fucked. And it looks like it's turned out to be heads you loose.



I was now gradually coming out of the stupor caused by the sexual frenzy, but still quite mellowed by alcohol.
“But I thought my forfeit was just to let you take turns to kiss me. ”
“I told you before we started; the game was just to get you relaxed and worked up. You'll see, once we get you spread out on the mattress, you'll soon get back into the swing of things. ”
“But I trusted you. ”
“And you still can my dear. Just keep calm. ”
Just then the boys burst into the room carrying the double mattress off one of the beds.

“Hurry up you pair, move these chairs and get it set out, her heat is dying, and she's coming out. Tom lad, just fill another glass and pass it here. ”
While Kenneth moved my chair with me still in it, and Jack still working on my breasts, Tom poured another glass and gave it to Jack. Then as he brought it to my lips I saw it was one of the full size whisky glasses,
“Come on lass, get it down you. ”
“But this isn't what we agreed. I agreed to play their game with you. ”
“Come on lass, don't be awkward.

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   I'm only doing this to make it easier for you. Just drink this glass, and we'll soon have you back into that little dream world. ”

I really didn't want to, but as Tom and Kenneth moved all the furniture to the edges of the room, and spread the double mattress down in the middle, Jack assisted me in drinking one more glass of whisky. And then Tom came and lifted me from the chair, placing me down in the centre of the mattress. Where he began to kiss me again. Someone began to suck on my breasts, and I just knew by the feel of him, that it was Kenneth. My first instinct was some kind of resistance, but I was obviously overwhelmed in the strength department. I couldn't make a verbal protest, as Tom's tongue was deep in my mouth. And so gradually, I just capitulated. I guess they'd both been working on me for about five minutes, when I felt hands on my knees, lifting my legs open. And then I could feel hot breath on my inner thighs.

As Tom and Kenneth were still manning their own stations, it had to be Jack who was going for my pussy. Again, initially I wanted to resist, but before his tongue had been lapping at my pussy for ten seconds, I'd started to heave my crotch up towards him. And then I just let them take me to the heights of arousal, the likes of which I'd never before experienced. How long Jack's tongue lapped around my pussy before the next phase began, I have no idea; as I was just a passenger, in it for the thrill of the ride.

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   But Jack did move to the next phase, and the first I realised, was as the two boys moved away, and I opened my eyes to see why. And there looking at me face to face was Jack.

“Ok Jill lass, now I want you to take hold of your legs for me. ”
The boys, one either side, had taken hold of my wrists, and they guided my hands to a position under my own knees. It wasn't a stretch to reach them, as Jack had lifted my legs up high. Once I'd hooked my hands under, Jack let go, and sat himself back on his haunches, positioning himself directly at the entrance to my pussy.
“Ok lass, here we go. ”
I just held my own legs up, while he pushed his cock up to the entrance of my pussy. But as soon as it made contact, my hips thrust my pussy onto his shaft. With that, he lent down, resting his weight on his outstretched arms either side of me, and he began to rhythmically thrust himself deep up inside me.
“Ahhh yes. Ohhh yes. ”
I couldn't help myself from voicing my pleasure, as his cock stretched my pussy. I'd not expected Jack to fuck me, but when I'd seen that was what was in store for me, I hadn't expected it to be much of an event. I mean, I'd seen his cock, while he'd been lying there unconscious.


   And it hadn't appeared to be even as big as my Jim's cock. It did look maybe a little fatter, but I would have said it wasn't as long. But now as it thrust in and out of my pussy, it was not only stretching my pussy walls more than they'd ever been stretched before. But I'm sure he was driving it into untouched areas of my pussy.

So as he kept up his slow rhythmic pumping, I kept voicing my pleasure with stupid incoherent noises. And all the time, the orgasm that was about to erupt, just kept building. And then Jack breathlessly gasped,
“Here it comes lass; push your fanny up to take it. ”
And that is what I did, I heaved up hard, as he rammed down with equal force towards me. This reaction from me, would have taken place, whether or not Jack had spoken; it wasn't a conscious action on my part, but just a reflex to the feeling as his cum was ejaculated deep inside me.

But now as Jack pumped his cum, mine weren't the only noises to be heard. Jack was no longer just panting heavily, he was grunting with each and every bolt he pumped in. But as his climax triggered the most climactic of orgasms I'd ever experienced, it left me totally under the control of my libido. So much so, that even as Jack recovered his senses and sat himself up alongside me; I just lay there basking in the afterglow. I wasn't out of it completely, not to the point where I didn't know what was going on around me. But it was either the effect of the drink or the overload of sexual stimulation, or maybe the combination of the two.

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   It left me so mellow; I just lay there languid, with legs still spread wide, as all three of them looked on.

Then Jack said,
“Ok Tom lad, you get down on your back, come on lass, let's have you up a minute. ”
And without any protest or resistance, I let Kenneth and Jack ease me up into a kneeling position, just to the side of where Tom had lay himself down on his back in the centre of the mattress. As he lay there, that monster cock of his was standing up straight, the head of it just clear of his belly button, and it pointed towards his face. As Jack started to manoeuvre me into a position above Tom, he continued with,
“Come Jill lass, leg over, and up high on your knees. That's right; now hands underneath, and get it located. And you Tom; no pushing until she's eased herself onto it. That's right lass, just lift it up until it's in line with your fanny; it'll find its own way in. ”

He was right about that, as I felt the big bulbous head pushing into my slit, I pushed it back towards my hole, and that was it!
“My god! Ohhhhh Jesus. ”
“Just take it easy lass. You're the one in control of how much you're pushing up there. ”
And I guess he was right, but while the stretching was hurting, I seemed compelled to push myself down harder. And, of course, the harder I pushed down, the more cock went in, the more my pussy was being stretched. I guess it only took about a minute to get myself right down onto it. But during that minute, I shamelessly verbalised every sensation that my body experienced.

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And then Jack said,
“Ok Tom, I thing she's about settled, but just take it easy until she gets used to it. ”
Tom heaved upwards, and at the same time, pulled down on my hips. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced. It wasn't like any orgasm I'd ever known, my pussy just went into a kind of spasm. I couldn't move, and my pussy was alternately clamping onto his cock, and then sort of pouting. And each time it pouted, it made the most embarrassing of noises as it pumped out a sticky juice. It completely halted Tom's thrusting, and he just held me there for what seemed like an age, as my pussy misbehaved like a naughty child who was disobeying its mother. I'm sure it was over a minute that I was held there, unable to stop it, and feeling so ashamed of myself.

But Jack wasn't fazed by it at all; and at the onset of my little performance he'd said to Tom,
“Hold up a second lad, her fanny's about to blow. ”
And then as I was suspended helpless, with my pussy out of control, he continued,
“Well done lad, I'll bet that's the first time anyone has rang her bell, and made the chimes vibrates so loud. ”
And as the spasms came to an end, and my pussy relaxed its grip on Tom's cock, Jack said,
“Ok lad, turn her over and show her what a real fucking is like. ”

And he did just that. He effortlessly lifted me, his cock still buried deep into my pussy, and then he turned over, laying me down on the mattress underneath himself. And then he began to thrust his cock. It was almost more than I could stand, and I don't just mean the pain as it stretched uncharted territory.

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   It was the pleasure as well, it just drove me crazy. It was total overload of all my senses. I was moaning, screaming, and yet loving every second as his cock pounded harder and harder. And then he began to jerk his hips, and even as the first bolt shot deep up inside me, I just knew something extraordinary was about to happen. And happen it did. In a similar fashion to the way my pussy had gone into spasm as it took his initial length, it now began to grip his cock, on every jerking insertion. And then as it released him, and he withdrew, my pussy exploded in a flood of messy juice. As for my mental state, I was just a passenger in my own body. Who was driving? I can only guess it was Mrs Pussy. And the way she was going at it, was like a kamikaze taxi driver.

When he'd finished pumping his cum, he lifted himself off me, and I just lay there writhing around as waves of pleasure kept rippling through my body. But gradually it subsided, and as I came to my senses, Jack was kneeling alongside me.
“Well lass. There's no need to ask if that was ok for you?”
My head was still spinning, not just from the overload of sensations, but the drink was really kicking in now. So through heavy eyes, and with a soggy brain guiding my words, I replied as if I was proud of what I'd just done,
“I did it, didn't I?”
As he replied, he took hold of my ankles, and lifted my legs up towards my head,
“You certainly did lass.

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   Now lift up your legs, and hold them open with your hands. Come on Kenneth lad. That's good girl, now ask Kenneth if he wants to fuck you. ”

I'd taken my legs under my knees, so now as I lay back, bottom up, and feet spread wide open, I obeyed Jack's instructions; to the letter,
“Kenneth. Come on Kenneth. Do you want to fuck me?”
As his big body loomed over me, I felt the big bell-end of his cock at my pussy. I think he actually took his time pushing it in, but as soon as my pussy began to stretch itself around his bell-end, my body lunged off the mattress, and I impaled myself deep onto his cock. This obviously triggered an automatic reaction in Kenneth, and he rammed down so hard, forcing his cock right up until the head of it was pushing my internal organs. I released my legs, and he went away like a thing possessed. We fucked each other, in such a wild haste that in less than a minute, my pussy was again clamping. It gripped his cock so hard, as Kenneth tried to keep thrusting; he was just swinging me back and forth underneath himself. Jack was trying to get him to pause a while,
“Hold on lad. Kenneth lad, just stop a minute. Whoa-up there son, she's got you clamped up. ”
But it took a good few seconds before the message got through to Kenneth.

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   But he did pause, and then my pussy again pouted out its sticky juices.
“That's it lad, you've rung her bell, like Tom did. Now give her a minute until she settles down, and then you can go for it as hard as you want. ”

So it was, that as this spasm subsided, Kenneth re-started, and boy did we fuck! He started to cum, jerking his seed into me within seconds of re-starting the fuck, but he didn't stop once he'd unloaded himself! Almost as soon as his last shot was fired, he began pumping again. And for me, it was as if it was all one long fuck. When he cum the second time, my orgasm was ready and waiting, so like with Tom, we reached heaven's gate hand in hand. It was magnificent! I knew I shouldn't be enjoying this, but I was helpless.

Then while I was still basking in the warmth of the ecstasy, I realised something was going on. I think Kenneth had paused to catch his breath, and he'd then tried to continue, like he'd done last time. But Tom had obviously got other ideas. So as Tom was pulling at Kenneth shoulder, he was enlisting Jack's help,
“Dad, tell him. It's my turn now. He's had two goes already. ”
“Come-on Kenneth lad. Let Tom have a turn, you've got all night, you can have as many goes as you want, so long as you take turns.

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   Come on, don't be greedy. ”
“But dad, she fucks so good. Let me just have one more go. ”

I don't know, but I think Jack must have been looking at Tom when he asked,
“Well? It won't take him long. ”
“Well ok. But get on with it. My balls are aching to get back into her. ”
So Kenneth was back into his stride again, and his pace didn't slow-up one jot. He pounded away like a thing possessed, and I rode him like a back-street whore. It was the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced. And I knew it was going to get better as we both reached the climax. Speaking of which, I could now tell, this was something that would soon be with me, and I couldn't think of any way I could slow it down to wait for him. But I guess these things are all worked out, and as if by some magic, just as I thought I'd again spasm and clamp him, he began to shoot his spunk. It was obviously heaven, and I'd kind of drifted off into some kind of pleasure bubble.

But this time, the bubble didn't have time to gradually deflate; it was popped, as I felt Tom's cock pushing up into me.

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   It kind of brought me to my senses abruptly. Not to my senses in the way of back to my normal self, but just back to being an active part of the current proceedings. And as I felt him stretching my internals, I kind of winced. Then I heard Jack's voice,
“Steady on Tom lad. I know you had to wait, but let the lass get herself prepared. Are you alright Jill?”
I couldn't speak, the stretching was still painful, so I just managed to nod and give a little smile. But it wasn't long before the pleasures generated in my pussy overruled the pain, and from then on, I just heaved myself up to meet his thrusting, and rode him like I'd done with Kenneth.

I won't go into detailed description of the next two hours, but suffice to say, it was one endless fucking session. I think Jack came back and had me two, but it could be three more times. But the boys, just kept taking turns, as one pulled out, the other was getting into place. They did listen to Jack's advice, and if I was in the throws of the afterglow, they waited until the lights came back on. Then I heard Jack saying,
“Ok lads; that's enough for now. Get her into the chair, and take the mattress back and put it on whatever bed it came off. ”

They helped me up to my feet, and even though I don't normally swear, even I've heard men say when they are tired, ‘I'm fucked'. Well now I know where that expression comes from.


   Cos if anyone had justification for using that expression, it was me at that time, ‘I was well and truly fucked'. I could hardly stand on my own two legs. Tom spread the sheet out in one of the arm chairs, and I was helped across, and I flopped down exhausted.

Jack came across, and said,
“It's my guess you've never had a real orgasm before. ”
I was embarrassed about what I'd just let them do to me, to say the least. But more than that, there was a feeling that I didn't want to admit to this stranger, that he and his sons could pleasure my body in a way my own husband couldn't. So stupidly, I tried to make out that my little performances were nothing new.
“Well that's all you know. My Jim makes me cum like that every weekend he comes home. ”
“Does he by god, well then, I guess that's why you're so randy; being as he hasn't been home in six weeks. ”
I was angry to think he knew anything about Jim, and the fact he'd not been home,
“How on earth do you know that?”
“They were talking about you down the pub. They say you and him have had a bust up. So I'm guessing you fucking my boys is your way of getting your own back at him. ”
“For a start, we haven't had anything of the sort. And nobody down at the pub or anywhere else has any right to talk about me that way.

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“Sorry lass. Don't get all shirtie with me. I'm only telling you what I was told. I couldn't care less one way or the other whether hubby and you fuck ten times a day. All I'm interested in is me and my lads getting a piece of the action. ”
Don't get me wrong, I was still woozy with the drink, but his tone and attitude was now riling me something awful.
“Well I've done what you asked, and not only have I pandered to the wants of your boys, you also helped yourself; which wasn't part of the deal. So I think it's about time you all got dressed and left. ”
“Don't be silly lass. The night is yet young. You get yourself dressed, and then go and make us all a nice supper. ”
“Supper! If you think I'm feeding you, you've got another think coming. ”
“Now lass, there's no need for all this hostility. After all, you aren't going to pretend you didn't enjoy that little session. ”

Yes, he was right, the things I'd experienced were way beyond anything I could ever have imagined, but now I was out of the spell I'd been under, I felt so ashamed of the way I'd given in to their demands.

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“That's as maybe. But the fact is, the storm is now bating, and I want you all to leave. ”
“If that's what you want, I'm willing to try. And I'm of course grateful for what you've already done for us. But I can't guarantee Kenneth and Tom will actually do what you want. ”
“I don't see why not, they've obeyed you to the letter all evening. ”
“Yes, but that was when they could see it was to their advantage. I'll tell them we need to get dressed and go as soon as they come back. I guess I might as well start getting myself dressed. My clothes will still be wet; they're still in your spin dryer. ”

He was right; and the boys clothes were in a soggy crumpled heap, where he'd dropped them when Kenneth had attacked him. And knowing they would all still be wet, I began to feel guilty about throwing them out. But as he went out to the kitchen to get his clothes, I reasoned, I had no real choice open to me. And then just as he came back into the room and started to dress, as if to make me feel even worse, the rain re-started, and not just gently. Just then, the boys opened the door, and Tom said,
“What are you doing dad? Don't you want another fuck of the lady?”
I thought, ‘Lady', he was talking like he was a little boy, and yet he must be a good five years older than me.


   And anyway, someone who behaves the way I'd just done with three strangers, can hardly be called a Lady.

Jack said calmly,
“It's time for us to leave now boys, just pickup your clothes and get yourselves. ”
He didn't get chance to finish his sentence, before Kenneth said,
“I'm not leaving, you can if you want. ”
“Come on lad, the lady's been good to you, but it's time for us to go. ”
Kenneth shook his head,
“We're not going out there, it's still raining. ”
Tom spoke next,
“We're staying the night. ”
“But boys, the lady says we have to go. ”
Tom answered,
“Well she's unlucky then, cos we're staying here. ”

Jack looked at me, and shrugged his shoulders, and I knew there was nothing I could say, or for that matter do; that could persuade them to leave.
“Ok, I'll go upstairs and get myself some clothes on, and then I'll make you something to eat. But you'll have to take pot luck, I haven't got much in the way of a selection of food in, I wasn't expecting guests. ”
Kenneth said,
“Don't get dressed, I like seeing you naked. ”
Jack said,
“Ignore him lass, you go and get some clothes on. And you pair can start putting this room back to how it was when we arrived. I want to see everything neat and tidy.

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And to my surprise, there was no tantrum from Kenneth, and both of them just went around moving the furniture as they'd been told to. So off I went and got myself dressed.

So I was once again persuaded to comply with their demands, and after getting myself dressed, I made them a supper, and we all sat in the snug eating it. And then Jack told the boys to go into the kitchen and wash-up for me, and to my surprise they just did as he'd told them. As soon as they were out of the room, he said,
“Look I know this has been a bit of an imposition, us descending on you, and making ourselves at home, but I am a victim of circumstance, as much as you are. I only have a limited control over them, and it was fate that brought our paths to cross. "
“I guess so. But you have to see it from my point of view. I'm a married woman, if my husband ever found out. ”
“He won't, we'll stay the night here with you, I'll take one of the spare bedrooms, and the boys will no doubt want to sleep with you. Not that you'll get much sleep. But in the morning we'll be gone, and nobody will ever know we've been here. ”

I hadn't thought as far ahead as sleeping arrangements, and as soon as he'd mentioned his boys wanting to sleep with me, I could see there'd be no way out of that happening. So I resigned myself to my fate,
“Ok, but you'll make sure they go first thing tomorrow morning?”
“You have my word. I mean, they will want breakfast, and probably a last fuck, but as soon as they've both finished fucking you, we'll be on our way.

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“You make it sound like I'm just here for them to relieve themselves with. ”
“I'm sorry, I don't mean to. But as far as they are concerned, that was the way their mother let them use her. So now they've tasted your treats, so to speak, they'll just expect to be able to use you the same way. But once we leave, it'll all be a thing of the past. And be honest, it will leave you with some very pleasant memories. I mean, you've never had cock like that before. And the fanny licking, you said your hubby never does that for you. I mean, when we go up to bed, if you want me to, I don't mind giving you another good licking before I turn in. ”

“No thank you. I'm sure I'll manage without. ”
Just then the door opened, Tom spoke,
“All done, dried and put away. Do you want to take your stuff off again dad, and I'll put it on the rack with Kenneth's and mine. That way it'll be dry by morning. ”
“Good idea lad.

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And with that, Jack began to strip off naked, without a concern for me being in the room. And as he handed his clothes to Tom, and he turned to see me looking at him, his cock began to lift.
“Well bugger me. I've had more fanny tonight, than I've had this last ten years, and the old cock still looks like it wants more. ”

I didn't reply, but just got to my feet, and said,
“Well I'm going up to my room; I'll see you in the morning. ”
“I think I'll come up with you, and give you that licking. I mean, you've done us proud tonight, so I think you deserve another little treat. And anyway, I'll maybe give my cock another little dip in your fanny; it's hard, but I doubt it'll make much spunk. ”
Again I didn't reply, but as I passed him to leave the room, his arm came around my shoulder as he followed me out. As we passed the kitchen, he said,
“Take your time lads, I'm gonna have another little fuck before I turn in. I'll leave her nice'n wet for you. ”

So up to my bedroom we went, and once I was naked, he was down in between my legs, with his tongue driving me wild again. As much as I didn't want him or the other two to re-commence their abuse, it only took a minute of Jack's tongue, before I was heaving myself up, and once again a keen participant. Jack might have been old, but he knew how to please my pussy, and not only with the use of his tongue. His cock, as I've said before, might not be bigger than my Jim's, but he seemed able to get it to reach parts of me, that Jim never did.

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   And his slow determined pumping also seemed to stir up a much greater sensation. Although he'd said he probably wouldn't have much spunk, and I can't vouch for the quantity, all I do know is, when his cock stiffened to shoot what it had available, it triggered yet another spasmic orgasm. He lay with me for a minute or so, and then with a goodnight kiss, he got up and went to one of the spare rooms to sleep.

Almost as soon as he'd left the room, in came the two boys, both naked, and both with massive erections. They got into bed, one either side, and as Tom began with kissing, Kenneth was back to sucking on my breasts. Tom and I kissed with deep tongues for maybe ten of fifteen minutes. In fact, I was beginning to think he wasn't going to go any further, and that we might all end up going to sleep without further sex. But no, just as I was mellowing with that thought, I felt Tom's fingers as he began to probe into my pussy. I just let my legs fall open as they instinctively wanted to, and he mounted me. How many times they both fucked me before I eventually dropped off to sleep, I have no idea. I do know it was more than three times each, but it could have been double that.

I also know that when I awoke, it was with Kenneth in front of me as I lay on my side, and he was nestled up in a ball under the covers, his mouth suckling one of my breasts. But as I was also in a curled up ball, this meant my bottom was in an accessible position for Tom who was behind me. And I awoke to the feeling of his big cock gently driving in and out of my pussy. I guess I should have been annoyed, shocked, angry, or all three.

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   But in all honesty, I can only once in my life remember waking up with such a wonderful feeling. And that was waking up on the first day of my married life, and feeling Jim's arms wrapped around me. Ironically, with us both lying in a very similar manner to what Tom and I were doing now. But my Jim hadn't been fucking me at the time, just holding me in a warm cuddle.

So I awoke, and my situation instantly came back to me, and again, it is amazing to say, but even knowing I was in this situation, it wasn't an unpleasant or daunting feeling. Yes, I was irked by the fact I wasn't in control, but somewhere in my sub-conscious, was the knowledge, that this experience was something I'd look back on in times to come, and not with regret. And as it had been something I'd not entered willingly, it wasn't as if I need bear any blame for my conduct. Well before we left the bedroom, they'd both had me three more times; including the one I woke up to with Tom that is. Then I took a bath, dressed, and went back down to make breakfast. We all ate heartily, even me, and I confess, I was in good spirits, and I didn't feel any animosity to Jack or his boys. After breakfast, the boys again washed and dried the breakfast crockery, while Jack and I sat in the snug and talked. He was again thanking me and apologising, and for my part, I said,
“It's ok. It's not your fault, and I can't blame your boys. I guess it is just like you said last night, fate, and once you all leave, it will just be a memory. ”
“Well I'm glad you don't bear me any hard feelings, and I do really think you were an angel to take us in last night.

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“You'd have done the same if the roles had been reversed. ”
“Maybe. Are it sounds like the boys are done. ”

The door had just opened, and in came Kenneth,
“Is it all cleaned up and put away?”
“Yes dad. ”
“Ok, you can take Jill upstairs for one farewell fuck, but don't take all day about it; I want to be home by dinner time. ”
Kenneth took hold of my hand, and almost dragged me out of the chair, and I just meekly got to my feet, and without protest, let him lead me up to my bedroom. While Tom and him got undressed, so did I, and soon we were all naked, and in bed. It only took a minute or two before Tom's fingers told him I was wet enough to mount, and then we were back into a rhythm. They took it in turns like they'd done before and Tom had had two fucks, and Kenneth was on his second, when I heard Jack's voice, but not calling up the stairs, he was in the bedroom at the foot of the bed.
“Kenneth lad, if you can't get it to cum right now, then you'd better just pull out, and have another go later. It looks like the lady has got visitors. ”

Kenneth began to ram violently, and within seconds he was pumping his spunk. But although he was instantly back on his feet, I was still very much under the influence, and I don't mean of alcohol. They stood me up, and as Tom held me there, Kenneth was wiping me down in between my legs, and Jack was lifting a dress up and over my head. And then with just a dress, no knickers or bra, I was being helped down the stairs.

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   As I got to the bottom step, there was a knock on the door. Both Jack and Tom who'd helped me down the stairs, both stood there out of site of the front door, I assume to listen to what I said. I was now coming out of my trance-like state, but still not what you'd call with-it.

I opened the door, and there was the vicar, and stood behind him were two men, I recognised them as local odd-job men. I'd seen them doing various jobs around the village, and they were also grave diggers for the church. I looked at the vicar all bemused, and he must have seen the confusion in my look.
“You don't remember, do you? We arranged for me to bring you a hive. ”
The penny dropped, it was Tuesday, and he'd said he'd get one of his hives out to me.
“Ah yes. I'm sorry, I forgot. Come in. No I mean can you go and wait by the back gate. I'll just put my shoes on and let you in to the garden, its going in the orchard. But I haven't prepared anywhere for you to put it. ”
"No problem my dear.


   Don't you remember, I said I'd bring a concrete slab, and that's what we've done? I'll get Garry and Len to carry the hive around to your side gate, and we'll wait there for you to unlock it. ”

So as the vicar turned and went back to the two men; who were lifting the hive from the back of the pick-up truck, I went back in, to find my shoes, and I'd thought, to get myself a pair of knickers. But as I approached the stairs, Jack asked,
“Where are you going?”
“To get some knickers, I can't go out there without any on. ”
Both him and Tom blocked my path, and Jack said,
“Don't be silly. Nobody will know. And you haven't got time. ”
I was sure I could have rushed upstairs, and been down without any trouble, but with them barring my path, one thing I didn't have time for was an argument with them. So I dashed through my kitchen, putting on a pair of shoes on the way, and then out into my garden, where I opened the side gate.

The vicar and I led the way along my garden path, past the lawn, and into the orchard, with the two men carrying the hive following on behind us. And all the time I was walking, I could feel the juices gradually seeping their way out from my pussy, and making their way down my inner thighs. Two things made this more worrying than normal, not that this situation is in any way normal for me. But first, I wasn't wearing any knickers, so there wasn't even a first line of defence, that is nothing to soak up the juices, and delay their progress. But second, and something that in my state I'd not realised until I'd got to the gate to let them into my garden.

The dress Jack had provided and slipped over my head, was not a day wear style. It was a party dress from about three years earlier, very pretty, but not something I'd wear unless going to a club or late night party.

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   It was one of those dresses that looked to all intents and purposes, like it was made for a girl in her early teens, but was being worn by an older, and more well developed grownup. So with the bodice, now being filled with adult breasts, it lifted what should have been the waist-line to directly under the breasts, and hence the hem of the fully flared skirt portion, was now well above normal stocking-top height. Meaning this dress definitely required the wearing of tights (Panty hose), and respectable panties. Neither of which I was wearing.

So as I'm walking, I can imagine the eyes of the two men who are following, to be scanning not only for the telltale glistening streaks down my legs, but also, to get a glimpse of anything that the flapping hem of my dress might reveal. But as I can't think how to do anything about the situation, I carry on down through the orchard to the place where the hive is to be sited. Once the men put it down, the vicar then says,
“Thank you. Now if you can just go and collect the slab for the base, then we can set it in place. ”
As they both turn around, and begin to walk back out to the truck, I take my opportunity to get back to the house, thinking I'd not only be able to give myself a quick wipe down, but also find some knickers,
“Excuse me a second reverend. I think I've left something on the range, I won't be a minute. ”

So off I went, and as soon as I was inside the diner, I grabbed a box of tissues, and with my foot propped up on one of the chairs, I began to wipe my inner thighs clean. I guess I should give a little description of the layout of this part of my house. As you approach the house from the back garden, you enter the new extension. This room you enter the house by is the one we use as our kitchen diner, and the door has a frosted glass panel. It joins onto the end of the kitchen on the opposite side to the new bathroom which I described earlier.

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The reason I've just told you the layout, is so you'll understand the next series of events. So I'm in the diner wiping my inner thighs, but what I didn't know was, that once Len had helped Garry to lift the slab down from the truck, they'd put it onto a sack-barrow. So now it only needed one of them to wheel it. And as they'd come in through the gate, Len said to Garry,
“You take that up to the orchard, I need a piss. I'll go and see if I can use their toilet. "

So I'm stood on one leg, with my back towards the door, and I didn't hear him open it. The first thing I know is a hand is under my pussy, and another one is around my mouth.
“Right little lady. Let me tell you how this is going to go. First, I know all about you and your husband splitting up. And I know he's looking for evidence of you playing around, that way it'll cut-down on the divorce settlement. I also know about the three men who you spent the night with. And I know they're still here in the house. So when I let go of your mouth, if you scream or make a sound, I'll call Garry and the vicar, and we'll root out those horny bastards who've been fucking you all night, and make sure your husband gets all the evidence he needs. ”

He turned me so he could see my facial reaction,
“So are you going to keep quiet?”
My head was spinning, and I had no idea how he knew so much about me; even if some of it wasn't true.


   But the part that was (the three men being here overnight), was enough to make me not want to call for help. So I meekly nodded agreement. He slowly released my mouth.
“Ok, get over that table. ”
And as he said it, he was manoeuvring me into the position he wanted me into, and before I knew what was going on, I felt his cock entering me. He fucked hard and quick and I just lay there, arms spread out across the table.

But from my position, I could see the kitchen clock on the wall, and I just couldn't believe how slow time can be. I watched the long pointer as it ticked away the seconds, and even though it had only circumnavigated the dial twice before we heard the vicar knocking on the door behind us, I'd have sworn he'd been fucking me for ten minutes or more. But on hearing the knock, his cock was out of me instantly, and he lifted me to the upright position. Then with a quick,
“You'll keep your trap shut if you know what good for you. ”
He pushed me towards the door. Even before I opened it, I knew it was the vicar, the panel might be frosted, but it gave a clear enough view to recognise his black clothing.

“Are there you are. I was just wondering if I could trouble you for a glass of water before we go. Ah and Len, if your done down here, I think Garry might need you to give him a hand putting the back up on the truck.

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So Len quickly disappeared, and as I handed the vicar a glass of water, he said,
“Are you alright my dear?”
“Yes why?”
“I don't want to pry into things that are not my business, but while I was at your door wiping my feet on the mat, I saw more than I let on to Len. All I want to know is, did you invite him in, or was he taking advantage?”
What could I say, if I say I invited him, what would the vicar think of me. But if I said he'd forced me, Len might carry out his threat to expose me to Jim.

“Please, I don't want any trouble. ”
“There won't be any trouble. I won't confront him. But if he took advantage, he'll be back. I mean, if you don't mind him coming back, its nothing to do with me. I won't say a word to anyone. ”
“I don't want him back, but if I say anything, he knows something about me, something he's threatening to tell my Jim. ”
“Ok my dear, you don't need to say anymore. I'll see what I can do. ”
“Please, don't let him know I've told you anything. ”
“I won't. I'll go now, but I'll ring you later to give you more information about when to expect the bees.

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   By for now, and take care. ”

So I went through the house and watched as the truck drove off. Then Jack spoke from directly behind me,
“They've gone at last. ”
I turned,
“Yes, and you and your boys had better do the same. ”
Tom who was stood behind his dad, said,
“After one more fuck. ”
I was livid, and no matter who said what, I just stormed past them, ignoring any comments made. Jack could see I was serious, and he said,
“Ok boys, make sure you collect anything that belongs to us, and tidy up anything we've touched; we don't want to leave anything out of place for the lady. ”

Then he turned to me,
“Well it was nice meeting you, and again, thank you for taking us in last night. ”
“You do realise, that one of those men who were here just now, knows the three of you spent the night here?”
“How can he?”
“I don't know. But he has just threatened to tell my husband. ”
“He's bluffing. Nobody but you, me and my boys know what happened here last night. And we aren't going to tell. He's likely as not just took a flyer, seeing the state of you when you went out to meet them. I wouldn't pay him no mind if I was you.

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“Well the sooner you and your boys are gone, the happier I'll be. And I'm sorry about you having to walk to wherever your car is, but I guess by now, someone will have called in help if the tree is blocking to road. ”
“That's alright lass; the walk will do us good. Are here are the boys. Is everything shipshape?”
“Yes dad. ”

So with that, they all just said there goodbyes, which did involve giving them all a goodbye kiss, and then they left. As they walked out of my front yard, I began to feel a twinge of guilt at not giving them a lift to find a breakdown wagon, but I'd made up my mind, and that was that. So off upstairs to get myself a change of clothes. While in my bedroom, I looked out of the window, expecting to see them a fair distance down the drive by now. But to my surprise, just out of site of the house, that is out of site from downstairs, there was a car parked next to the last telegraph pole. And at the top of the pole was Tom, and he appeared to be doing something with the wires. Then as if by magic, the extension phone in my bedroom made a tinkling noise. Not a real telephone bell ring, but just the bell inside, making the odd binging noise. I dashed across to the phone, and there was now a dialling tone. By the time I'd got back to the window, Tom was almost at the bottom of the pole, and then once he was down, he joined Jack and Kenneth, and they all got into the car.

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   The car turned around in the drive, and off it went, disappearing behind an avenue of trees.

So they hadn't hit a tree. And Tom up that pole, had he disconnected my phone before they'd called on me? Well that explained how they'd tricked me, but it didn't explain how Len knew there were three men in that car, and why he was so sure they'd spent the night here. I mean, yes the car must have been parked by that telephone pole when Len and the vicar had arrived, but it could have just come this morning. Well I couldn't work things out, but I collected a change of clothes, and went down to take a bath.

I guess it was around three quarters of an hour later, with me still in my bath, that I heard a noise outside. And then a shape moved past the bathroom window. This was, of course, an opaque window, so nobody from outside would be able to see in. But as it was daylight outside, it did show what I assumed to be someone in my back garden, walking very close to the house. Panic struck me, and I thanked god I'd took the precaution of going all around the house, making sure the windows were all closed, and all doors were locked. I quickly got out of the bath, and with towels wrapped around myself, I dashed up the stairs. From up there, I carefully began to look out of each of the bedroom windows, checking the outside of the house. And there he was, I recognised him, but couldn't think of his name. And then Len appeared, and the two of them were talking. I finished drying myself, and then got myself dressed, but this time, with knickers, bra, shirt, jeans, socks and boots.

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   I was determined, that I'd make myself look as non-sexy as possible, and also, make any kind of rape a long and difficult process.

I then agonised about whether to phone the police, knowing that Len knew more about last nights happenings than I felt comfortable with. I decided on balance, my best option was to phone the vicar, and then try to sit it out until he found a way to help me. I dialled his number, and his wife answered. But she was surprised to hear me on the phone; she said she thought her husband was already with me. So from that I assumed that he'd expected to be out here explaining about the hive, and general bee keeping, and it was just the events of the morning, which had caused him to leave early. But where he was, I had no idea.

So now I had to make my mind-up whether I'd still try to wait it out, bearing in mind, I hadn't even told anyone I required help. But it was too late. Before I'd made my mind up one way or the other, Len and two more men came bursting into my bedroom. How they'd got into my house, I had no idea, but they were suddenly upon me, and there was no chance to make any kind of phone call. There was a minor struggle, but with three strong men, I was soon overpowered, and being manhandled onto the bed. Once they'd got me on my back, I was held down by Garry on one side, and Trevor. (His name now came to me out of the blue, he was obviously a mate of Garry and Len, and he normally worked as a mechanic at the local garage)

So as I was being held down, Len said,
“Ok Mrs Theabold, I hope you've been sensible, and you didn't tell the vicar anything. ”
“I didn't, I promise.

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“Ok. Then if you know what's good for you, you'll make this as easy as possible. ”
“What are you going to do?”
And with that he began to unbuckle the belt on my jeans. I began to struggle, and I kicked violently.
Trevor spoke in a worried tone of voice,
“Wait up a minute Len. You said she'd let us fuck her. I don't want to be a part of a rape. ”
“Don't be stupid, we've got so much on her, she ain't going to be able to say a dicky-bird to anyone. ”
“That's not the point; I'm not getting involved in a rape. ”
“But you came here to fuck her!”
“Yes, but not with us having to hold her down, and force her. ”

Len had now stopped struggling with my belt buckle, and he'd sat back on the bed. As Trevor said to me,
“Look here, you've got two choices, one you do as we say, and that is to strip off, and let us fuck you. Or two, we tell your husband what we know about what you've been up-to. ”
“But I haven't been up-to anything, so what can you tell him. ”
“Don't come the innocent with us.

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   Yesterday morning when you came into the pub, I was there. And three strangers from out Thirsk way, were more than just interested in where you lived, they left the pub not long after you. Then this morning Len saw the car belonging to those three strangers parked up in your drive. It's obvious they didn't go all the way home yesterday, just to come back here this morning. And as you and your husband aren't seeing eye to eye, it's also pretty obvious that one or all three of them were responsible for the snatch full of cum Len said you had this morning. So unless you want us to pass what we know on to your husband, you'll start cooperating. After all, all we want is to give you a bit more of what you got from those strangers last night. ”

It was obvious, I couldn't let them tell what they knew to Jim, so again I seemed to be backed into a corner with only one way out.
“If I do agree to let you, it will only be this once, and you all have to promise not to tell another living sole. ”
“Of course we promise, don't we lads?”
They all nodded and grunted out their agreement. Then Len said,
“Ok let her go, and she can get herself stripped off. ”
They all released me, not that they had been holding me very securely for the last minute or so. I sat up, and with them all watching, I began to first take off my jacket. Then I unbuttoned my shirt, and even after the episode last night, I still found it difficult taking my shirt off in front of these men. As soon as my shirt was off, I felt Garry's hands on my back, as he began to unbuckle the clasp of my bra.


   Instinctively, and the second I heard myself I realised how stupid I was, I said,
“Thank you. ”
Why in god's name would I thank him for releasing my bra? I just began to blush, as Garry then lifted the shoulder straps over each arm, and he pulled my bra free.

It was Len who was the first one who just couldn't wait, and immediately my bra came off; his hands were on my breasts. But it was only seconds before the others just got carried away by the situation, and as Len fondled one breast, Garry brought his mouth across to the other. And not to be left out, Trevor brought his lips up to mine. Now although I'd not thought the situation through, this was actually to my advantage. Because as I'd found it so difficult to just take my own shirt off, having Garry remove my bra, had meant I was just again a passenger, and not the driver. And this was so much easier for me. And then when they all decided they couldn't wait, this also made things easier for me to cope with. Instead of me having to brazenly strip and display myself. They were now sowing the seeds of an arousal. Mainly the kissing at first, but once the kissing had broke the ice, the attention my breasts were getting began to change from a meaningless groping, to an arousal fuelling stimulation.

So now I'm lying back on the bed, with the three of them helping themselves to any part of my naked upper body they desire, I then feel a hand on the buckle of my belt. I feel it tighten on my waist as the buckle is pulled together, and then go slack as the buckle is released. Then the top press-stud pops open and I feel the jeans open up as the zip is slid down.

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   A hand is now on my naked tummy, inside my knickers, and it is being slowly slid down. But as if to prove I was the slut they thought I was, I spread my knees, at the same time lifting my hips. This just pushed the hand over my mound of pubic hair, and the fingers were now into my slit. It was Trevor's voice I heard next,
“Fucking hell Len, you were right. She is mad for it. Come on let's get those jeans off and give her what she really wants. ”

Before anyone else said a word, or even started to pull at my jeans, we heard a loud sound from outside. It took us all by surprise, as we heard the policeman's voice come booming from his bull-horn,

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The looks on their faces were classic, they were all white as a sheet. Trevor spoke first,
“Oh shit Len, how the fuck did he know we were here?”
“How the fuck do I know. Come on, we'd better get downstairs. ”
And then he turned and looked at me,
“You keep your fucking mouth shut, and remember, we never raped you. You stripped off willingly for us. ”
Garry was at the bedroom door,
“Come-on, the last thing we need is for outside coppers to get involved. ”
And then they were gone. I was still in a state of semi-arousal, and I sat there naked from the waist up, in a kind of daze.

It must have taken me a good minute before I moved to the edge of the bed, and began to pull my jeans together, and zip them back up. I'd just done that, when I heard a knock on my bedroom door,
“Excuse me Mrs Theabold, its reverend Harris. Can I come in?”
“Err, wait just a minute, I need to finish dressing. ”
“Ok my dear. Tell me when you're decent. ”
I quickly put my bra on, and then my shirt, but as I was doing this, I had a private laugh to myself, as I thought.


   ‘After the events of the last few hours, I don't know if I can ever call myself decent'. But as I buttoned my shirt together, and took hold of my jacket, I called out,
“Ok, you can come in now. ”

In walked the vicar, and with him was Mr Harper the grocer, and behind them constable Yardley. The vicar came across and took hold of my hand,
“Are you alright my dear, we got here as soon as we could. ”
“I'm ok thank you. ”
Then the constable came and knelt down in front of me,
“Mrs Theabold, Jill isn't it?”
“Yes. ”
“Can I call you Jill?”
“Yes, please do. ”
”Ok Jill. First I'll explain who we all are, and why we are here. The vicar you know?”
“Yes. ”
“Well it must be obvious why I'm here. And Mr Harper I'm sure you know as the owner of the grocers shop?”
“Yes. ”

“Well he is also a special constable, so if I need local back-up, I always call on him first. ”
“I see. ”
Now for this little incident.

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   First of all, I'll tell you what I know, and then we'll see how you want to proceed from there. Does that sound ok with you?”
“Yes please. ”

“Ok, bear with me. We'll start yesterday, Mr Beamish, you might know him as Trevor, the mechanic from the local garage, was in the Feathers public house when you came in to see the landlord. ”
“Yes he told me. ”
“Ah, and did he also tell you, about three strangers to the area?”
“Yes. ”
“I see. Well did you know, the whole pub had been discussing your private life? To be more accurate, saying your marriage had broken down?”
“I got that impression. But it's not true. ”
“Well true or not, it seems a few of them got the idea you were. Well to put it politely, looking for company. ”
“I wasn't. Why would they say that?”
“Well who knows? But apparently the strangers got that idea, and were asking where you lived. So when they left the pub, the locals got the impression the strangers were going to try their luck with you. And then this morning, when Len saw the car in your drive.

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   The very same car he'd seen the strangers arrive at the pub in yesterday. Well he put two and two together. ”
“But a car in our drive doesn't prove a thing. ”
“Well I guess this is where it gets a little delicate. You see, it wasn't only Garry and Len who got the impression something must have been going on. I mean, even the vicar here said you did look a little fraught. And your state of undress when he arrived, he said it did give the impression you'd only just got out of bed, and he didn't mean only just woke up. And according to Len, the shortness of your dress gave them a clear view of. Well shall I just say the tops of your legs? And in his words, ‘you were dripping wet'. It was that which confirmed to him, that the three strangers had spent the night here, and not just playing tiddlywinks. ”

I was by now cringing with embarrassment, but he continued.
“So knowing he had one over on you, Len decided to strike while the iron was hot, so to speak. But the vicar intercepted him, and thwarted that plan. He made sure he took Len and Garry away, but once they'd dropped him off at the church, he came and found me. Knowing just how delicate this was going to be, I decided we would need Stuart, Mr Harper that is.

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   So now we're up to the present moment and I need to know just how you want this to end. ”

“I just want it all to be over, without my husband finding out anything happened. ”
“Well let me tell you what will happen to Garry, Len and Trevor. I've told them if they ever come anywhere near you again, without your invite, I'll make sure their feet don't touch the ground. And if I hear any talk by anyone in the village about what they think took place up here with those strangers, or even any talk about what you did with Len, Garry and Trevor, then I'll come down on them like a ton of bricks. So I don't think you need to worry about them or any of the locals trying to copy them. ”
“Thank you. ”

“Now these strangers?”
I coloured up bright red.
“So something did take place. Do you want to give me their descriptions, so we can get out an all posts bulletin on them?”
“Oh no, please don't. ”
“I see. ”
He paused for a second,
“Well I don't want to pry. It's none of my business. It's obvious they were here overnight, and even though I don't want to be crude, some kind of sexual activity must have taken place. But despite that, you don't want me to follow it up?”

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   It's over now, and I don't want my husband to know anything about it. I'd rather just forget it. ”
“Ok, that's your choice. But you do realise, if they've done it once, they might come back?”
“Oh I don't think so. They don't come from around here. ”
“Like I said; your choice. ”

“Now it just leaves one more thing, and this is another delicate matter. ”
“Although I'm not making this official, if I was to just leave things as they are, and anything cropped up in the future, my ball. I mean, my head would be on the chopping block. You see I am duty bound to make sure I get all the evidence, even if I just file it away, and it eventually just gets destroyed. You see if I don't get it now, it can't be gathered in the future if it's required. ”
“What evidence? I don't understand. ”

“The vicar saw enough through your kitchen window, to know Len was raping you. It was his report of that rape, which brought us all out here, and prevented you getting raped again. In fact, not just raped, but gang banged.

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   You have to be examined. ”
“You mean internally?”
“Yes. Now officially, I should take you to Thirsk, to the main station, to be examined by a doctor. But if I do, this whole thing will be official, and out of my hands. And there is no way I'll be able to keep it a secret from your husband. ”
“Oh no. Please no. ”

“Well there is one other option, its still within the rules; if the victim requests, in special circumstances, she can sign a form for it to be done locally. But only if there is also a locally trained officer, and you happen to be lucky there. Cos I'm trained to do this, but the rule book also says, two officers need to be present, and they both need to do the examination. They don't both need to be trained, one can direct the other. And there also needs to be an independent prominent member of the community present, who shall make a photographic record of the examination, taking an adequate number of shots to genuinely document the whole procedure. And the vicar fit's the bill there. So unless you want to opt to be taken to Thirsk, your only option is to sign this form. ”

So I was out of the frying-pan and into the fire! I signed their form, and then I was helped to my feet.

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   I couldn't help thinking as I stripped naked with all three of them watching, I might have been better off, being fucked by the previous three men, at least, they were taking the responsibility off my shoulders, and with the arousal they'd have created, I'd have given in willingly. But now, naked, I was helped onto the bed by the policeman and the grocer, while the vicar was eagerly snapping away with his camera. He'd started taking pictures, from the moment I'd first began to undo any buttons!

They eased me onto my back, and with my knees up, they spread them wide open, and in came the vicar to get his photos. Then the constable, lent across, and slipped up two fingers, and he began to work them in and out. I'd obviously had an internal examination by a real doctor, although it was a few years ago. But I don't remember the doctor working deep into my pussy, while using the fingers of his other hand to rub my clit. I felt I wanted to say something, but in the event, I just lay back and tried not to respond to his manipulation. I guess he'd been working on my pussy for about five minutes, when he said,
“Ok Stuart, you can examiner her snatch now, I'll just see how responsive her nipples are. ”

“But why do you need to touch my. Oh god. Ohhh please don't. ”
“We're not going to hurt you; I'm just trying to find out if what Len said is true. ”
“P Please don't. You know this isn't part of your job. Please, its.

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   Ohh no. You shouldn't be. Ohh my. ”
“But we can tell you like it. Just relax. I mean, if it was ok for those strangers, and you're happy to let them get away with it, then surely we deserve some kind of reward for saving you from Len and his mates. Go on Stuart, get your finger up and give her a good seeing to; she'll soon be ready to take some cock. What say you vicar, do you want to be first to fuck her?”
He didn't answer, and I thought for a second, he was going to be on my side. But as I lifted my head to see where he was, he was now almost naked.

And so I was eased open and held, admittedly, I wasn't really fighting them. But for this first fuck, they did have to hold me in readiness for the vicar. But once he was in between my legs, and his cock was up inside me, they let me go, and I just fucked him, like I'd done with Jack and his sons'. It wasn't anything special, but I did cum, not a real clamping orgasm, but it was as good as anything I'd experienced with Jim. And that worried me, why was I so responsive to strangers, I can only put it down to the excitement of it being wrong. As the vicar was nothing special in size or technique.


   Neither was the constable, but there was something about Stuart, that got me going. Not his cock size, but just something nice, almost romantic about the way we kissed, as he fucked me to another minor tremor. So after they'd taken loads more photos, disgusting ones of my body from all angles, I was told this would be an end to the whole affair, and I should think myself lucky I'd got off so lightly. And then they left.

Again I found myself sitting in the bath, wondering how I'd got myself into such a mess, and I don't just mean this actual sticky stuff I was washing off my body. The remainder of the day passed by without incident, and at around twelve noon on the next day (Wednesday), I decided that as the three men who'd visited on the Monday evening, had eaten just about all of my weeks provisions; that I'd need to go into the village to re-stock. Bearing in mind the events of late, I decided I'd dress down as I'd always done before this week's events had started.

My first port of call was the post office, where I paid the lady for the stamps I'd walked out with on the Monday. She also apologised for the remarks she'd made, and I did my best to pass the whole thing off as if it hadn't taken place at all. The next visit was back to the butchers, and even though I wasn't dressed up as I had been last Monday, it didn't deter the butcher, Mr Williams, from being every bit as attentive as he'd been back then. Whilst I thought Garry, who was busy butchering a side of pork, was at one point in danger of chopping off his own fingers; he was paying me so much attention. But I left there without incident, and off to the grocers.

As we only have one grocers shop, it meant seeing Mr Harper again, and that wasn't something I was looking forwards to. But as I needed to buy food, it had to be faced. So in I went.

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   The shop was empty of customers, and even Mr Harper wasn't in sight. This isn't unusual, if there are no customers in, he goes out the back to his private quarters, and keeps a lookout in the shop through a one-way mirror. There is also a bell on the door, so this also gives him a warning when anyone comes in.

So I picked up a wire basket, and began to make my way down the first aisle. I'd only been looking a minute, when I heard Mr Harper,
“Are you alright? Is there anything I can help you find?”
I held up the list I'd written out, as I said,
“No thank you. I've got my list, I'm sure I'll find everything myself. ”
Just as I was speaking, the door bell rang, and in came four men. Not you might think an unusual occurrence, but as the bell had attracted my attention and I'd turned my head, the manner they came in was. It was almost like they'd been running, in fact racing each other. They came in following so close and moving so quickly; that as the first man saw me and stopped in his tracks, the others all just piled into the back of him, and then into each other. It was like a silent comedy film clip.

At first, I had a silent little chuckle to myself, but as they sorted themselves out and closed the door behind them, one of them reached up and slid the bolt across, locking the door. Now this was unusual, and very worrying. I turned my head back and pretended to carry on shopping as if I hadn't noticed them. Then I heard Mr Harper's voice,
“Hey! What d'you think you're doing? Unbolt that door.

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“Shut your face Stuart. ”
And then another of the men said,
“You go out back and mind your own business. ”
“Don't you talk to me like that. ”
“Or what? Now you go out back or I'll use this on you. ”

What he was threatening Mr Harper with, I have no idea, not only dare I not look; but Mr Harper's position behind the counter, would have been out of site even if I'd tried. But the relevant thing was, Mr Harper must have done as he was told, because I didn't hear another word from him. At this point, I had to turn my head, as I just needed to know if they were coming down the aisle towards me. When I looked, two of them were stood in the same aisle as me, about six feet into it. I decided I'd skip the groceries, and make my way to the bottom of the aisle, where I'd have a choice of three different aisles to make my way back out towards the counter. But in my mind, I didn't really hold out much hope of me getting out.

I'd hardly even started to make my way along, before from the far end of the aisle, appeared the two other men. So I was now boxed in, and although I'm sure I must have met all of these men at some time during these last three years of living up here, at this moment in time, I just couldn't place any one of them; they might just as well have been total strangers. I stood still, waiting for the inevitable, and from both ends of the aisle, the men were approaching. I don't suppose they were walking particularly slowly, but in my mind this whole thing went into a slow motion sequence. Both pairs had reached to within a distance of a couple of feet from either side of me, when I heard Mr Harper.



“Ok lads. Hold up there. ”
The two men who were approaching from the shop-entrance end, both swung around, as did my head. And standing at the end of the aisle, with a twelve-bore shotgun, was Mr Harper. It wasn't pointed at us, but rather, down at the floor of the aisle in front of the closest two men. And it was one of them who replied,
“Don't be silly Stuart. We know you won't use that. If you did, you'd like as not kill the bloody lot of us. Now just go back into your house and pretend we're not here. ”
“I can't do that Sam, I've already phoned Adam, in fact, that's his siren you can hear now. ”
And faintly, in the distance, could be heard the nar-nar noise made by those new fangled police sirens.
“You fucking twat. What the fuck have you called that prick for?”
“Come on lads, you can see your little games over. Let her get past you. Come on Mrs Theabold, they won't touch you now.

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I slowly edged my way towards the first of the two men, and then with my back towards him, I was about to shuffle sideways past him. Well that was what I thought I'd do. As I've said before, these aisles are narrow, and my bottom brushed up against him, his arms came around me, and he pulled me up towards himself. It was only a momentary grope, as his fingers pushed down into the tops of my legs, and as I'd dressed with jeans, it was really something and nothing. But I was never the less glad when he let me move on. As he'd taken hold, Mr Harper had called down to him,
“Pack it in. Otherwise when Adam gets here, this'll be made into an official report. ”

But I guess the man had only intended just the quick grope, as he'd actually released me before Mr Harper's comment had time to even sink in. In fact, before he'd finished his little statement, I'd moved along to the next man, who, ignoring any threats, pulled me up to him in a similar manner. The difference being, this man had one hand just under my ribcage, and as he pulled me to himself, I guess this made me take a deep breath, drawing my tummy in. Whereupon, his other hand slipped down into the front of my jeans. Thankfully, as my shirt was over my knickers, and this was just a single opportunistic thrust, his hand went down into the front of my crotch, but on the outside of my very protective knickers. Mr Harper almost blew a gasket, as he shouted out at Sam. But again, Sam's hand was on its way out of my jeans, and he'd put me down by the time the outburst came. I hurriedly made my way towards Mr Harper, and as I got close, he said,
“Pass me your list, and you get off home.

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I passed him the list, and as I was about to open the door, the constable arrived at the other side and almost crashed the door down, as he'd not expected it to be bolted. Stuart (Mr Harper), placed his shotgun over the counter, and reached up to unbolt the door. He then quickly explained to Adam (the constable) what had taken place, and that it was now under control. He also said he'd told me to go home and that he would sort out my groceries and bring them out to me.

Adam took me to one side, and asked,
“Are you alright? Did they touch you?”
“I'm ok, thanks to Mr Harper. And no, they didn't do anything. ”
“I'm sorry about this happening, when I told you yesterday you'd have nothing to fear from the locals, I didn't expect you to be back in the village so soon, I haven't had chance yet to make sure my message is circulated properly. If I was you, I'd be suspicious of callers for the rest of this week, and not come into the village without your husband until next week. By then, I'll guarantee your safety. Again, I'm sorry you had to go through that. Any problems, here is a direct number for me. It'll get me at home, or if I'm in the car, it'll get me on my radio. Now you take care, bye. ”

So off home I went, and it felt very strange, I mean, I normally don't go into the village more than once a week, and yet now I couldn't go in there, it was as if I was thinking of all the things I needed to go in for. Well that's silly, so I just made my mind up, to try and get on with my life and forget about these last few days.

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   But I couldn't stop thinking about Stuart's bravery, taking on four men, and especially as all of them were much bigger than him. Yes, I know he had a shotgun, but in the shop with everyone being so close together, he must have known he couldn't use it; so it was a brave action. And Adam, he was so nice, and apologetic for things that weren't really his fault. And yet both of these men raped me only yesterday; ah well, I guess even good men have an animal side they can't control.

The rest of the day was uneventful, and then around ten past six in the evening, the phone rang,
“Hello, 43987. ”
“Mrs Theabold?”
“Yes. Who is that?”
“It's me, Stuart. Mr Harper from the grocery store. ”
“Ah yes. Sorry, I didn't recognise your voice. ”
“I'm just phoning to say I've put your order together, and it would be more convenient for me if I could bring it out to you now I've closed the shop. I mean if it's too late for you, or you don't want me out there with you being on your own, I'll understand. I can try to. ”
I interrupted him,
“No it's alright Mr Harper. If you want to bring it out now.

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   But you do promise me there will be no. ”
And then it was him, who interrupted me,
“No Mrs Theabold, I promise. I'm sorry about what happened the other day. I'd not have done that for the world. I don't know what came over me. But I promise on my honour, it won't happen again. ”
“Well ok. What time can I expect you?”
“I'll set off now, so about thirty minutes or so. ”
“Ok, I'll see you then. ”

So now I had to make my mind-up whether I trusted him or not, should I let him in. Should I be polite and offer him a cup of tea, or even a drink. How should I dress? But does any of this matter; I mean, if he's coming out here with the intention of, you know, fucking me. Will it matter what I do, he'll have a plan, and even though he might not be a big man, I'm sure he could overpower me and take what he wants. And he, like the others before him, know things about me, I wouldn't want my Jim to find out.

Oh fuck! What is the point of me bashing my brains around inside my head, trying to be a faithful wife, when Jim is probably fucking some young factory girl right now, and in my bed! I had a very quick bath, and then went up and got myself dressed in a pretty skirt and blouse, nothing too showy, but just the kind of thing I'd wear when going out with Jim for a meal.

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   Yes, I know I wasn't going out anywhere, but I wanted to feel nice about myself. I also had on a very pretty lacy bra and panties set. The fires were all stoked up, and the house was warm and welcoming. So now all I had to do was wait. I'd decided to just see what fate had planned for me.

I didn't have to wait long; I'd hardly been sat down for a minute before I heard the sound of a car in the front yard. I went to the door, and as I opened it, Stuart was just approaching the outer porch door carrying a box. I opened the door, and he said,
“I don't mind carrying it in for you, it's a bit heavy. But if you'd rather I didn't come inside the house, I'll understand. ”
I stepped back out of his way,
“Come on in, I can hardly turn you around and send you off home without at least offering you a drink, even if its only a cup of tea. Bring that straight through into my kitchen. ”
“Ok, so long as you don't think I'm imposing on you. ”
“It's me who is imposing, having you bring those things all the way out here. I'll pay a delivery charge. ”
I stood back in the porch, and as he passed me, he said,
“Oh no you won't, this is the very least I can do to say sorry for our conduct yesterday.

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   In fact, I'm amazed you're still talking to me. ”
“I'd rather forget-it if you don't mind. ”
“Ah yes. I'm sorry. I won't say another word. ”

So he put the box on my worktop in the kitchen, and I asked,
“So is it coffee, tea, or something stronger? I see you've put the whisky I ordered in the box. ”
“Well I'll have a whisky if you'll join me. ”
“Oh no thank you. Its not my tipple, but you're welcome. ”
“No, I won't drink on my own. I'll have tea or coffee, what ever you're having. ”
Now why I replied the way I did, I don't know. But my hand reached out for the bottle of whisky, and as I lifted it out of the box, I said,
“Oh well it's been one hell of a week so far, maybe I need one of these. ”
His hand wrapped around mine on the neck of the bottle,
“Let me take it for you. ”

I looked into his eyes, and with his hand warm around mine, not squeezing, but just gently engulfing mine, I felt my tummy begin to flutter.

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   I slipped my hand from inside his, and I turned and opened the door to the snug, and he followed me inside. I pointed to the dresser,
“The glasses are in there. ”
He walked across saying,
“You sit down in front of that lovely fire, I'll find them. ”
I sat, and in no time, he was putting a glass into my hand, but it was one of those big tumbler glasses, and he'd filled it almost to the top.
“Oh no. I couldn't drink that much. ”
“Don't be silly. You're not planning on going out again tonight, are you? So you can just sit there in front of your big log fire, and mellow away your evening. ”
“But you've only got a small glass. ”
“Well I can't imagine you'll want me taking up your time, and I'm driving, so I can't drink much. ”

Now he'd put his own glass down on the little table, and moved it to one side, and then he lifted up the other armchair, and he was now positioning it alongside mine. He could see my bemused look.
“Is it alright me moving your furniture around? I just thought it would be cosier. I'll put them back if you want?”
“I guess its ok. But you do remember your promise?”
“I'll go now if you want me to?”
“No, I'm sorry.


   I don't know why I said that. I invited you to have a drink, so let's have one. ”
And with that we rose our glasses, and clinked them together,
“Cheers. ”
“Cheers. ”

So for the next ten or fifteen minutes we sat in front of the roaring fire, and talked. He was so easy to talk to, and not once did the subject of sex, or the activities of the last few days crop up. He was asking mainly about me, how I'd met Jim, and why I'd ended up living up here, with my husband spending all his time in London. The time just flew by, and then he said,
“Wow! For a lady who doesn't drink whisky, you're knocking that back. ”
I hadn't realised. I guess it was initially my nervousness, but then as the alcohol gradually overcame the nerves, I'd just started to drink it down as if it was a cordial. I looked at the glass in my hand, and I'd estimate I'd drank two thirds of it. And as I realised just how many of those little egg-cup size glasses that equated to, it brought back memories of Monday night's events.

But instead of this sending a shiver down my spine or putting me off, it brought on such a warm feeling in my tummy. And a general tingling in other parts of my body!
“I I never realised, I'll put the glass down now. ”
And then I stupidly continued,
“I don't want to get drunk and show myself up.

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“It's your house Mrs Theabold; you can do what ever you like. And I'll be gone soon, so if you want to finish the bottle that's your right. And I'm guessing, that after the week you've had, you have every right to a little alcoholic comfort. ”
“Don't keep calling me Mrs Theabold, my name is Jill. ”
“Ok Jill, but you have to call me Stuart. ”

I guess the whisky was having its effect, because I turned in my chair, and lifted myself up to reach across to shake his hand.
“Ok, let's shake on it. ”
I now found myself face to face with him. But as we looked into each others eyes, I remembered his kissing as he'd fucked me, and without knowing what I was doing, I lent in towards him, and gave him a kiss. Just a peck, but on the lips. He wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me back in, and our tongues wrapped around each others. We embraced like this for maybe a couple of minutes, and then he held me away from himself.

We looked at each other in silence for maybe ten seconds, and then he said,
“What was that for?”
I was so embarrassed,
“I I'm sorry. I guess I was just saying thank you for today. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.

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And I was now trying to get myself back to my chair. He pulled me back towards himself, and our tongues again met. He held me, and I didn't attempt to fight him off. As we kissed, I felt myself being pulled across onto his lap, and we were now in a deep embrace, and things were going wild inside my body. Then his hand stroked my blouse, and my nipples stiffened, pushing themselves out to make their presence known through the thin material of my bra and blouse. His fingers began to gently squeeze and fondle from one to the other, and my tongue stretched itself, to make a deeper entry into his mouth.

Every part of my body now ached for attention, and even I was conscious of the heaving motion my hips were making. Not that I was doing it intentionally, but even knowing I was behaving brazenly, I didn't want to stop. So it was no surprise when his hand was on my leg, and it made its way up under my skirt. And I now admit, as his hand touched my naked legs, I consciously opened them, knowingly giving him free access. His fingers were soon inside my knickers, and probing deep into my pussy. It was then he pulled our faces apart, and in an almost whisper, asked,
“Down here. Or upstairs in your bedroom?”
“Upstairs. Spend the night with me. Please.



So I was carried to my bedroom, and we made love twice before he fell asleep. I looked at the bedside clock as he lay their peacefully sleeping; it was ten minutes to ten in the evening. I wouldn't normally have gone up yet, let alone been asleep. So I just lay with him, but eventually I must have drifted off. As I slept, I dreamt, and in my dream, I was being fucked. I guess this is not surprising, considering the last few days. But then I awoke, and Stuart was again in between my legs making love to me, gently thrusting himself in and out.
“Ah, I woke you. Sorry. ”
“It's alright. ”
“You like being fucked, don't you?”

This took me aback, I mean, we weren't fucking, he was making love to me, there is a difference. And even if in his mind it was just fucking, it's not something I'd expect to have thrown in my face.
“Its ok, even nice girls can say they like being fucked. It's not really naughty. That's just what mothers tell their daughters to make sure they get to the church without a belly full of baby.

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“Please, I don't like you talking like this. ”
“Oh come on now Jill, you're a grown-up girl, with grown-up girl's wants and needs. I was just wondering if you wanted to try something different. I mean, maybe you already know about it, and do it regularly. But some girls have never heard of it, and go all through their lives, missing out on the pleasures it can give them. ”

Instantly the ‘Fanny Licking' as Jack had called it, came to mind, and I wondered if that was what he wanted to try.
“Are you talking about putting your tongue down in between my legs?”
“Oh no my dear. I will if you want, but I'd usually do that before we fucked; you know, to get it all juiced up. ”
The only other thing I could think of was sucking his cock, but as he'd just said about licking me, I'd have thought the cock sucking was best done before we made love. But he continued,
“No my dear, now we've got lots of your juices on hand, I was thinking about lifting your legs up. ”
Again, what came to mind was something Jack had done, lifting my legs up high, so his cock penetrated deeper.

So I said,
“Yes, I don't mind, it is nice that way. ”
He lifted off the bed covers, and then took hold of my legs, and lifted them up high. I did as Jack had told me, and reached my hands under the backs of my knees.
“That's it Jill; this will be something else.

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   I never for one moment thought you'd be into this. Don't worry, I'll take it easy until I get it in. ”
He'd only just taken his cock out, to throw the bed covers off. So I wondered why he'd need to take it easy putting it back.
“Hey! What! No stop that's not my pussy. ”

His wet and slippery cock, pushed up to the hole in my bottom, and in it went. It wasn't that it hurt as such, but it did take me totally by surprise, and even though I dropped my legs and made verbal protest, his cock went right in deep. I tried to struggle, but he'd got my legs held up by his elbows, as his arms took his weight on the bed either side of me.
“Stop it. I don't like it. No more please. ”
He did stop, but with his cock buried deep up inside me, and then he looked at me, as if not understanding my protests.

“What's wrong? You said you wanted it. ”
“Please, take it out. I never thought you were going to do that to me.

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“I asked you, and you said you liked it. You even lifted your own legs up for me. ”
“Please take it out. You can do it in my pussy, but please don't do it there. ”
“Haven't you ever had an arse fuck before?”
“No of course not. Please take it out. ”
“Oh god! You get me all excited, and I think you're willing, and now you want me to stop half way. That isn't being fair. I mean, I don't want to force you, but I'm only a man, and now you've got me this worked up, it's not right of you to tell me to stop. ”
“Please. ”
“Look, if this is your first time, how about if I just pump it slow and easy like, until you get used to it?”
“Please no. ”
“So you don't give a fuck about my feelings. ”
“Don't say that. ”
“But its true, you led me on, and now you want me to stop. That's cruel.

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“I didn't understand that was what you wanted to do to me. ”
“And now you do, why not just let me show you how nice it can be?”
“I I've never done anything like that. It's not nice. ”

He had me held, and he just slowly began to ease himself in and out, and my god, it was like the Monday nights experience, I don't mean the same, but like it in as much as it began to stir up sensations I never knew existed. I think I gave one last,
“Please don't. ”
Or it could have been,
“Please stop. ”
But it fell on deaf ears, and before I knew what I was doing, my hips were working with his thrusting. And his thrusting had now increased its pace. So he fucked, and I heaved, and I even began to moan and make those silly oowing noises, showing my pleasure. And when he cum, which was maybe up to half an hour later, my pussy went into a spasmic orgasm, the first I'd had with Stuart.

As I came out of my trance, he was cuddling me close, and he said,
“Sorry. I really thought you wanted me to do it that way. ”
I started to cry, not wild tears, but just sobbing, and I don't know why I was crying.
“Come-on Jill. Please.

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   Tell me I'm forgiven. It was good, wasn't it?”
“Please let me go to sleep, I don't want to talk about it. ”
The last part of what I said was true, but I didn't think I'd get any sleep after having been subjected to something as disgusting as that. And as I lay there looking at the clock, it was still not mid-night.

I did eventually drop off to sleep, but I know I'd lay there watching that clock until gone one in the morning. And when the morning did arrive, I was again awakened with a cock gently pumping in and out. But this time I was face down, with my face buried deep into my pillow. Stuart was on top of me, pumping his cock in and out of my bottom. I initially wanted to struggle to get myself free, but even though he wasn't a big man, his weight was far too heavy for me to force off. But as I began to turn and wrestle myself in an attempt to dismount him, he lifted my head, turned it sideways, and began to French kiss me. What is wrong with me I just don't know, cos instead of biting his tongue off, which in hind site I should have done, I just put my tongue across his, and we embraced as he pumped harder into my bottom. And then he all of a sudden got excited, his face left mine. His cock pulled out, he lifted me up onto my knees, and his cock went up into my pussy. And as he shot his cum inside me, my pussy gave him a demonstration of one of its clamping type orgasms; as it milked every last drop of cum from his cock. He rolled over, and by the time I'd recovered, he was again sleeping.

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   The clock confirmed it was now morning, eight o'clock to be precise.

I got out of bed, and made my way to the bathroom, where I took a soak in the bath. My head was spinning, this man, someone who for some strange reason, I felt some kind of affection for, was a monster. Not a man with a monster cock, but a weird and dirty mind. But as he'd performed his disgusting acts upon me, I'd responded with a sexual arousal. Did that make me a dirty monster as well? I couldn't work it out, with my Jim, in all of our three years of marriage, and the two years of courtship, the only things he'd ever done to me, were to suck my breasts, and use his fingers and cock in my pussy. But nothing like the acts I'd been involved in during these last few days. I mean, was Jim doing this kind of thing with the factory girls he took back to our London home. Is it just things men do with women who they are not married to?

Well nobody was there to answer my questions, and so I finished my bath, dressed, and went out into the kitchen, and started to put away the groceries which Stuart had brought the night before. Around nine, he came running down the stairs,
“Oh my god look at the time, there'll be a queue a mile long outside my shop. ”
“Don't you want breakfast?”
“Sorry, can't stop. Thanks for a great night. Maybe we can do it again some time? I'll phone you. ”
“Aren't you even going to have a cup of tea?”
“Got to go. Sorry love.

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And he quickly gave me a peck on the cheek, and a knowing pat on my bottom; saying,
“That's a great little arse, can't wait till the next time. ”
I felt like saying there won't be a next time, but he'd turned and was gone in seconds.

So now it's Thursday; what will today bring? Well an inkling of the day soon made itself known, when the phone rang.
“Hello, 43987. ”
“Mrs Theabold?”
“Yes, who is that?”
“It's reverend Harris. I'm just calling to see if today will be convenient to call and give you all the information you require, before we deliver a swarm to you next week?”
The reverend was one of the three who'd raped me. Well maybe it wasn't actual rape, but he'd fucked me, and I hadn't wanted him to, so it amounts to the same thing. But as nobody else knew about the fucking, and I wanted to keep it that way, what excuse could I use to stop him coming.
“Err, do you have to come today, couldn't you make it on the weekend, when my husband is here. I mean I think he might want to know what you've got to tell us about keeping bees. ”
“I'm sorry my dear, but with my job, the weekend is my busiest time. And didn't you tell me your husband had no interest in your bee keeping or any other garden related matters. And there are things I need to show you before next Monday. You had remembered they are bringing your swarm next Monday. I know you forgot about me bringing the hive, but you must be ready when the bees arrive.


“Ok, you might as well come today then. ”
“Well I'm ok for this morning, if I set out now, I can be with you around ten. Will that be ok for you?”
“Yes, I'll be here. ”
“Bye my dear, see you at ten. ”

Ok, this is the second one of the three men who'd forced themselves on me, and with the first, I'd as good as thrown myself at him. So now how was I going to handle the vicar? He's a vicar! I mean, it was difficult to get my head around it, I'd been raped, and the vicar had been the first one to have me. And then on Sunday, he'll be up there in his pulpit, damning all the sinners. Again, life just didn't seam real. But back to me, and how I was going to behave? Well for one, I wasn't going to offer him whisky, and I wouldn't be drinking any either. Would I invite him into my house? I'd have to; I could hardly keep him outside in the garden talking all morning. I'd have to be civil, invite him in, and offer him a drink of tea or coffee. Ok, how should I dress, dowdy, to put him off. Or pretty, but modest; that was it, the same as I'd dressed to go to church last Sunday.

So dressed decent, but I'd say pretty, I opened the door as the vicar approached the house.
“Ah, there you are my dear, is your garden gate unlocked, or do I need to wait for you to walk around and let me in?”
I stepped back, like I'd done for Stuart yesterday, as I said,
“Come straight through the house.

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   I can see you've got some books there, they'd probably be better left inside until you've shown me what I need to know out in the garden. ”

There is no point in me giving you a description of the two and a half hours he spent with me that morning, as he was a perfect gentleman. And for once, I behaved like. I was going to say a lady, but let's just say I didn't disgrace myself, and nothing happened, that I wouldn't want Jim to know about. He did as he'd said and gave me all the relevant information I needed to prepare myself for the arrival of the swarm of bees the following Monday. We'd started in the garden and he'd even sat with me in the house explaining things in the books he'd brought, but not a word was said out of place.

So move on to Friday, and I'm dressed for gardening, old jeans, shirt, and a baggy pair of overalls, with big Wellington boots. When I work in the garden, I have a neat little switch in the kitchen, which diverts not only the ring from the front door bell, but also the ringer of the telephone. So instead of the bell ringing in the house, a larger and louder bell rings on the greenhouse halfway down the garden. So I'm up to my eyes in muck, generally tidying up the vegetable plot, when the bell rings. And from the pitch, I know it's the doorbell. Now being aware of what Adam (the constable) had said a couple of days ago, about being wary of visitors, I walked around to my gate and called into the front yard, without unbolting the gate.
“Whose there?”

“Are there you are. It's me constable Yardley. ”
I unbolted the gate, expecting him to walk in, but he just stood there,
“Mrs Theabold.

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   I was passing, so I just came to check everything was ok with you. ”
“Yes, I'm fine. And I told you, it's Jill. ”
“Ok Jill. You've had no more problems I hope?”
“No. ”
“And visitors? No unwanted visitors?”
“No. Oh we can't talk out here. Come around to the diner, and I'll make us a cup of tea whilst we talk. ”
“Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to intrude. ”
“Don't be silly. Anyway, I've been at it for three hours now, I was about due to stop and have a drink. ”

Now you might imagine that once he'd got himself inside, he'd start to make advances, or I'd have been stupid enough to get myself into a situation. But no, just like the visit from the vicar yesterday, it all went without incident, and not even one word was spoken out of place. So within half an hour of him arriving, he was getting into his car and driving off. But as I turned and was about to go back into the garden, I heard another car in the drive, and it was coming, not going.


   I stopped, and listened, and around the corner into our yard, came a taxi. It stopped, and out stepped Jim. I dashed across to him, as if he'd just arrived back from an expedition to the north-pole. And as I reached him I flung myself up, arms reaching around his neck, and smothered him with kisses.

He was taken by surprise, and as I'd not backed off immediately he'd told me to, he got a little nasty with me.
“Jesus Jill. What the hell has got into you? You're behaving like a stupid school girl. Let me get the taxi driver paid, and get into the house before you make such a silly fuss. ”
And even as he sorted out the money and paid the driver he was still muttering under his breath something about me behaving like a child. For my part, I recognised I had gone over the top, and in truth, I think it was the joy of having him home to protect me. But as the taxi pulled away, I used the excuse of him being away for so long, to cover my behaviour.

Once inside, he put down his travel bag, and picked me up, and we had our usual welcome home kiss and cuddle. Then as he put me back onto my feet, he said,
“So, what's been happening?”
I felt myself beginning to colour-up, as the guilt filled my every thought. But I tried to control myself, and replied with,
“Happening? What d'you mean?”
“The police car we just passed in the drive, what have you been doing, stealing the church silver?”
“No silly. That's just Adam, the local constable.

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“I know who it is, but I didn't know you were on first name terms with him. ”
So out came the first of my covering lies,
“He pops up here regular, you know, during the week, if he's not busy when he's passing our gate, and he knows you're away, he just comes up here to make sure I'm ok. You know, with me being on my own. ”
“I see, you've got some kind of romance going with the local bobby. ”
“It's nothing like that. ”
He smiled,
“I know its not. You'd hardly be dressed like the local scare crow if you were trying to impress a man. ”

“So has everything been ok while I've been away?”
“Yes, why wouldn't it?”
“No reason. But I just felt so guilty leaving you up here alone for all this time. I did wonder if you might think of coming down to London to be with me, but I guess it's different for a woman. ”
“What's different?”
“Nothing really. I just mean, well you know. When you're not around, I mean after a week without sleeping with you, I kind of get irritable, I need a little bit of your affection to keep me sane. ”
“Well I missed you too. ”
“Yes, but maybe not in the same way.

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   Speaking of which. ”
And at this point, he took my hand, and lifted it up, leading me towards the stairs, even though he was actually walking behind me. And as he continued, his other hand was on my bottom,
“I think we've got time for a little rumpy-pumpy before we need to get ready to go out. ”

I was glad to be going up the stairs with him, especially knowing what he wanted to do once we got up there. But I also wondered where he'd got in mind, as far as going out,
“Out? Where are we going?”
“No where special, but I've brought you one of my latest lines, and I'll tell you now, this is going to be the latest craze. It's selling so fast; we can't make enough of them. ”
“What is it?”
“Well I got the idea from a science fiction film, one of those ones where the guy has x-ray eyes. As he looked at the woman, her clothes gradually became invisible. And the very next day I was dressing one of my girls, trying out a tack-up*, and it hit me. ”
*(Tack-up is the industry name given to a rough cut garment, held together with loose tack stitches, and without any lining. )

“What did?”
“Because the tack-up had no lining, it meant I could clearly see her bra and panties. And I know I've done this a million times before, but this time it reminded me of the first view the man with the x-ray eyes in the movie had. So I made up a dress, with neat tiny seams, thin white material, and it sells complete with sexy little panties, half cup bra, white suspender belt, and white stockings. I'm not kidding, it's so sexy. And it's leaving the shop so quickly, even though I've now got our end sorted, and we are making the dresses in enough quantity, we can't get the underwear fast enough from our suppliers.

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   I'm telling you, this is going to make us a fortune. ”
By now we were in the bedroom, and he was busy helping me take my clothes off.

“And you've brought me one of these dresses?”
He gave me a cheeky grin,
“I have, and the underwear to go with it. ”
“So where are you thinking of taking me to show-off this sexy stuff?”
“The local pub. I thought we'd go in, have a meal, and see the reaction it causes amongst the local bar crowd. I know at least half a dozen of them already dribble in their beer whenever they see you in there. ”
By now I was down to panties and bra, and he was busy releasing my bra strap as he added.
“And that's with you fully clothed, just hoping for a glimpse of leg. When you walk in, with your underwear on show, I'll bet some of them will cum in their pants. ”
“What? And you're expecting me to wear something that revealing in the village pub?”

As my knickers left my ankles, and Jim threw them over onto the pile on the floor containing the rest of my clothes, he took me by my waist and lifted me back onto the bed, saying,
“Expecting? I'm not just expecting, I'm commanding you. After-all, when we married, you did promise to obey. Didn't you?”
I was lying on my back, legs open, watching him rip his clothes off, and I replied,
“Yes sir. ”
“Ok then, get ready to please your lord and master. ”
It might sound like he was being overbearing, but I knew from his tone of voice, this was all just play acting.

And with that, he mounted me, and we made love.

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   It was nice. It was romantic. But even though we both engaged physically and mentally, for at least fifteen minutes, when he came, the orgasm he witnessed was a fake. I felt that after six weeks absence, he would expect something a little out of the norm, but as nothing happened naturally, I decided to cheat a little. I didn't go overboard with my action, but just feigned body stiffening, and a few hip thrusts. He was over the moon, going on about how absence makes the heart grow fonder and other silly sayings.

I went down and took a bath, and then after dressing, made him a snack. Once we'd finished, and I'd washed-up, he ask,
“Well what?”
“Aren't you curious to see the dress?”
“Of course I am. ”
“Strip off then. ”
“What? Down here?”
“Yes down here. I mean if there's one thing this god forsaken place has going for it, it is that we aren't overlooked. ”

So I stripped naked, and he first handed me a suspender belt. Nothing special, but a pretty lace pattern nevertheless. Once that was in place, he passed the white stockings, one at a time. I pranced around for him, wiggling my hips.

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“My god Jill, not too much of that, or I'll have to give you another seeing-to. ”
So I wiggled some more. As he handed me the little white panties, he said,
“Here cover it up before my cock explodes. ”
I pulled them on, and then took the half-cup bra he was offering. As I put the bra on, he opened a large box, and lifted out the dress. The cut was nothing out of the ordinary, not excessively short, low cut or tight. And there were no cut-outs or long splits down the sides, back or front. But once I'd put it on, the description he'd given earlier was confirmed to the letter. Only the narrow folded seams showed as pure white; that is apart from areas where my underwear gave the dress a lining.

So, to all intents and purposes, I was as exposed as if I'd not been wearing a dress at all.
“Well? What do you think?”
“You were right, it's very sexy. And in a London club, or one of your uncle Georges parties, I think it would really turn heads. But let's face it, there's no way I could wear this at the Feathers. The locals would have me tied to a stake, and burned as a witch. ”
“Are you saying you won't wear it?”
“Oh come on Jim.

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   You're not serious. I mean, if you want to take me to that club in Thirsk, and show me off there, I wouldn't mind that. But please tell me you're not serious about going into the village?”
He dropped his head. And I knew from previous disagreements, this wasn't a good sign.

There was a good minute's pause,
“I'll tell you what; let me try something out for you. ”
He just grunted,
“Please yourself. ”
I dashed up stairs, and took off the dress. Then I found a thin white slip, it was no thicker material than the dress, but it hung on two thin shoulder-straps. So it gave a lining cover over my bust, and down to within an inch of the dresses hem. I then put the dress back on. When I looked in the mirror, it looked so pretty. Yes you could still make out my underwear, but just as a subtle hint, not an in your face brazen display.

I run down to show him, I was so excited, thinking I'd solved the problem. As I burst into the room and gave him a twirl, he said,
“You ungrateful bitch. I can't fucking believe you.

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   Any girl in London would give their grannies gold teeth to get their hands on that outfit, and I'd bet they'd be pleased to be seen out with the man who'd designed it. But you have the gall to put an underskirt on, destroying the whole effect. For what good that get-up is now, you might as well go back up and put those passion killer bloomers back on. ”

Now it was my turn to drop my head, and as I slowly trudged my way back up to the bedroom, I started to cry. I sat up there for a good fifteen minutes, and after mulling through all the things that had taken place this week, I realised, that pandering to Jim's idea of showing me off, wasn't such a big deal. I mean, I'd worn short mini skirts in public with him, and see-through blouses, when they'd been the fashion. I reasoned that my main concern was not what he wanted me to wear, but who he wanted to show me off to. And it wasn't Jim's fault that this particular group of men now presented a problem to me. It was mine, for allowing the situations this previous week to get out of control. And just as I was plucking up the courage to go down and tell Jim I'd agree to his wishes, he appeared at the bedroom door.

“I'm sorry love, I shouldn't have said the things I did, and if you really don't like the idea of showing off my latest creation, then I don't mind. ”
“No Jim, it's me who is being silly. I'll wear it if you want. ”
“The best way to settle any difference is to compromise. Will you wear it for me if we go to Thirsk? We can dine at Angelo's, and then go on to the Rama.


(The Rama being the name of a nightclub. )
I stood up, and we kissed,
“Thank you darling. And I will do my best to show your design off; I'll try to make it look sexy, without looking like a tramp. ”
“You always look sexy, and nobody could ever call you a tramp. ”
Again we kissed, and I said,
“I love you. ”

So I spent the rest of the afternoon, getting myself ready, and around eight in the evening, the taxi arrived to take us to the restaurant. As we walked in, the table waiter took my coat, and as the coat came off revealing the new outfit, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
“Err. Excuse me sir, but would you prefer me to find you a table in a secluded corner?”
We'd used this restaurant several times before, and Jim knew the waiters name,
“Its ok Daria, it might look a bit daring, but you'll soon see a lot of ladies copying this style. We'd like to be seated somewhere central, I want people to see it. ”

So we were seated where everybody that came into the restaurant couldn't help but notice me, and boy was I getting some scowls from some of the female customers. But most of the men, just couldn't take their eyes off me. We left about two hours later, and went on to the club. As I handed my coat over to the cloakroom girl, I did get some intense looks from the bouncers, but I guess, being a club, they were a lot more used to outrageous outfits. We danced until two in the morning, and I think I attracted the desired amount of attention.

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   And when we arrived home at around three in the morning, Jim was more than just slightly tiddley. And by the time I'd undressed, and slipped into bed, he was snoring away.

Saturday morning, I'd normally be up and about by eight, but with the late night, it was half nine when I wandered down stairs. I put the kettle on, and made some toast, and as was normal when Jim was home, I was wandering around in just my bedtime wear. Little brief panties and baby-doll see-through nightie. And then there was a knock at the front door. I dashed to the stairs, with the intention of going up to get a house-coat. But as I'd just made two steps, Jim threw down the top wrap of the baby-doll. It was just as sheer as the actual nightie, but it wrapped around the shoulders, and came down a good six inches below the hem of the nightie. So it wasn't what you'd call a good cover, but it was better than just being in the nightie alone.

“I can't answer the door in this. ”
“Of course you can. You'll be showing less than you were last night. ”
I wrapped the top around my shoulders, and went to the door, I half opened it, keeping myself hidden behind the door, with just my head peering around it. And there at the outer porch door, I could see it was Jack.

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   He was holding the biggest bouquet of flowers you've ever seen. I had to step out from behind the door to open the outer door, and as he handed me the flowers, I said in a quiet voice, not wanting Jim to hear,
“What are you doing here?”

His reply was if anything, especially loud, as if he wanted anyone who was in the house to hear him,
“I've brought you some flowers to say thank you for the other night. ”
“Keep your voice down my husband is here. Go away; I don't want your flowers. Please go. ”
Jim called out,
And Jack's voice went up another level, as he replied,

Jim would obviously have heard at least most of that, so there was no way I'd get Jack to leave now without Jim knowing they'd been. I took the flowers,
And angrily said,
“You wait out there, I'll put these in water, and once I've explained to my husband what happened, I'll be back. ”
I turned around, but met Jim as he was entering the hall, and coming towards the front door,
“Haven't you invited the man in?”
“Err no. I mean I was just going to put these in water, I don't think he has time to come in. Here, you put these in water for me, and I'll say goodbye to him. ”
“What on earth has got into you? You can't leave a man who's just brought you a big bouquet like that standing on the doorstep. You put your own flowers in water, and I'll go and let him in.



I could see arguing would only cause more suspicion, so I went to the kitchen, dropped the stems of the flowers into a bowl of water, and shot back upstairs to get some clothes on.

Unbeknown to me the conversation at the door went like this,
“Hi, I'm Mr Theabold, Jill's husband. And you are?”
“Like I said sir, I'm Mr Kerry, Jack Kerry. And your good lady was good enough to help us out during last Monday's storm. We had car trouble, and called here to use the phone. ”
At this point Jack held out his right hand, in which he had a bottle of whisky.
“Well I'm sure the use of our phone doesn't merit a bouquet that size, and a bottle of whisky. ”
“Oh no, it was more than just using the phone, you see your phone lines were down as well, so. ”
Jim interrupted Jack,
“Hold up a minute. We can't talk like this on the doorstep, haven't you got just a few minutes to come inside, you can then explain it all to me, and we could maybe offer you a drink or something. ”

“That would be nice. Thank you. But I've got my boys in the car. ”
He pointed to his car which was around to the side of the front yard, only just visible.
“Well bring them in as well; maybe they'll want a drink of squash or milk.

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Jack turned and went to his car. And as Jim had rushed down, just pulling on a pair of jeans, and slipping his arms into a shirt, he now began to button it up, and tuck it into his jeans to make himself presentable.

When Jim saw the size of Jack's ‘boys', he was taken aback. He'd expected two little lads, not two grown men. They might have been around the same age as Jim, but they were giants compared to him.
“Well Jack; come this way, we can sit in the snug. But we've only two chairs, I'll have to get a couple of chairs from the dining room for your boys. Sorry, when you said boys, I'd expected two youngsters; I was going to say they could sit on the floor. ”
“Don't go to any trouble, they'll sit where ever I tell them, and I'm sure your floor will be good enough for them. ”
“If you're sure?”
“Yes, let's just go in, they'll be ok. ”

So once in the snug, Jim took one arm chair, and Jack the other, and the ‘boys' squatted on the floor.
“Right sir, I'll tell you the full story. That storm was a blowing so hard, the wipers on the car weren't shifting a thing. And we hit this flood in the road, well we were out of the other side of it almost before we knew we'd hit it. But right then, the car slowed down, and the engine was bucking like a bronco.

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   I knew it was about to stop altogether, and it was just then, we saw the lights of your house up on the hill. I took a chance and came up your drive, but before we reached your house, it died altogether. So we walked the last stretch, and then your good lady told. ”

At that point, I arrived in the room, now fully dressed, Jack continued,
“Are Jill lass. I was just telling your husband about what happened last Monday night. ”
Jim said,
“Call me Jim, and from what he's been saying, it sounds like it was one hell of a storm you had up here. ”
Then I interjected with,
“It was. It was awful, thunder and lightening, and trees coming down everywhere. ”
“Trees? I didn't notice any when I came home in the taxi yesterday. ”
Jack answered for me,
“Like as not, they'd have cut them up and tidied up the cuttings by then. I was just telling Jim, our car broke down after we'd been through a flood, and it stopped in your private road. So when we arrived here, we were frozen to the bone, and wringing wet. ”
“Yes they were. ”

“So as I said before, your phone line was down, so your good lady invited us in, and we sheltered from the storm in front of this fire. Mind you, it was well stoked up on Monday night.

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   And this whisky is to replace your whisky, I'm sorry to say, we drank yours in an attempt to thaw out the inner body.
“So how long did the storm last?”
“It bated around two in the morning, and that's when we left. We took refuge in a barn a few miles down the road, and come daylight, we got someone out here to get the car going. Wouldn't you just know, it started up as soon as he turned the key. Water in the electrics, and the warmth of the engine overnight had dried it out. Or so he reckoned; and touch wood, it hasn't missed a beat since. So you see, your little lady did us proud, and we just wanted to say thank you. ”

“Well it was very good of you, and thanks for replacing the whisky, but it really wasn't necessary. Now Jill can offer you hospitality if you want a drink or something to eat. And I hope you won't think me rude, but I arranged to meet someone at ten this morning to go shooting, and it looks like I'll be late as it is. ”
He then looked at me,
“So I hope you don't mind if I just leave you to it?”
Jack spoke up,
“We won't mind a bit, you're a lucky man to be able to afford that hobby. I used to shoot, but it's too expensive these days. ”
“Well I've got a spare gun; in fact I'd have enough for you and your boys. ”
“I couldn't impose. ”
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“Well you're a real gent. The boys won't shoot, they've never used guns, but we've all got boots and jackets with us in the car. They could just follow on and watch. ”
“Ok, you get your boots, and I'll get myself kitted-up, and meet you outside. I'll bring field glasses for the boys, they can spot for us. ”
So Jim disappeared, and as soon as he was out of earshot, I said,
“Thank you for not telling Jim you'd spent all night here. ”
“I just thought he might not understand, and the bit about the car was in case that local you mentioned tells him about it being here the next morning. ”
“I see, good thinking. Now you'd all better go and get your boots and jackets, he'll be down soon. ”

So as soon as Jim was ready, he said,
"Bye, won't be long. "
And off they went; Jim, Jack, and his two ‘boys'. I got busy with housework, and I hadn't expected to see them for at least six hours. In fact, sometimes, they find their way to a pub in the next valley, and its gone midnight before Jim comes rolling home. But an hour after they'd left, the back door to the diner flew open with a bang, and then rushing into the kitchen came Kenneth. He grabbed me, and pulled the front of my blouse open, and buried his head into my breasts, as he held me tightly to himself, he was sobbing wildly.

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“Kenneth, what's wrong. Come on Kenneth, tell me what's happened. ”

Then I heard someone closing the diner door, and Tom appeared at the end of the kitchen.
“What's happened? What frightened him?”
“It was the guns. We were both looking through the binoculars, watching some rabbits playing, when your husband fired his gun. It hit a rabbit, and it bowled it over and over. Kenneth just took flight; he was crying his eyes out. Dad told me to follow him and make sure he was ok. ”
“He's still crying now, it must have really upset him, he hasn't stopped shaking. ”
“You need to let him fuck you, that'll calm him down. ”
“I might have known you'd say that. I don't think he needs anything of the sort. All he wants is a cuddle until he calms down naturally. ”

Kenneth's head lifted from my bust, and he looked at me through his tears,
“I would like a fuck. ”
“Oh no.

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   Look boys, you can't do that again. My husband is home now. ”
Kenneth again spoke,
“He's not. He's out in the fields with dad. ”
Tom added,
“They'll be up on the hills for hours yet, they were talking about going down into those woods, and they're a good five miles further on. ”
“Its not how long he'll be, its just he's back home, and anyway, I told you last time, that was the finish. I'm not doing it again. Now come into the snug, and we'll wait for them to come home. ”

Kenneth scooped me up in his arms, but instead of taking me into the snug, he walked down the hall towards the stairs.
“Oh no Kenneth. Please put me down. ”
And I carried on with my pleas, and protests, but it was all in vain. He carried me to my bedroom, and gently, sat me on my bed. And then as Tom had followed us, they both began to strip.
“Boys please.

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   I'm not going to let you. ”
Tom spoke,
“Just get yourself undressed, if we have to take your clothes off for you, some of then might get ripped. ”
“I won't let you. ”
As he lowered his trousers and underpants in one movement, uncovering his rampant cock, he said,
“You know we'll have you one way or the other, so why not just make it easy for yourself. ”

I was still pleading, but neither of them took a blind bit of notice, and then as they were now both completely naked, Tom said,
“Ok Jill, either you take them off, or we will. What's it going to be?”
I shook my head,
“No boys. Please, I'm begging you. ”
“Ok Kenneth, you go that side, but try not to hurt her. ”
So as Kenneth went one side of the bed, Tom went the other.

They took hold, and it was obvious I wasn't a match for their strength, so I let them undress me. Once all my clothes were gone, Kenneth lay down on his side of me, and Tom the other. And then it was the same approach they'd used last Monday night. Tom began with kissing, whilst Kenneth was suckling on my breasts. And like Monday, and even in the absence of alcohol, I began to respond to the kissing, and before long, Tom had moved down to a position in between my legs, where he substituted for the stimulation Jack had provided on that last occasion. But to my surprise, as Tom's lips left mine, Kenneth replaced him, and whilst he kissed, his hands kept my nipples hard.


   I can't imagine we'd been up in the bedroom for more than fifteen minutes before Tom mounted me, and even though the memories of their last fucking sessions were still fresh in my mind, it surpassed any of my recollections. If I say it outshone the love-making yesterday with my Jim by a factor of ten, then that would be praise beyond its worth for Jim's love-making.

Its pointless describing in detail the whole event, as it very much followed my previous encounters with them. They again took turns, and each time they cum inside me, my body went into a spasmic orgasm. How many times each of them would have been capable of repeatedly fucking me, I don't know. As during Tom's third trip to the bed, Kenneth called out,
“They're coming. ”
I heard the words, but that was all they were; the meaning eluded me, as I basked in the euphoria of the sex. Tom obviously heard and understood the warning, and he asked,
“How near are they?”
“Three fields away, that field with the big split oak. ”
“That's ok then, I've got plenty of time to finish this fuck. But you might as well get dressed; you'll not get another one in before they arrive. ”

As I say, I heard words being spoken, but I was on another planet. And as my pussy sensed his climax building, it prepared another orgasm. When I came to my senses, they were both dressed, and Tom was using my underwear to wipe the tops of my legs.
“Ah you're back with us, you'd better get a move on, they're only one field away. ”
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It took a few seconds, and then the penny dropped, and as I bounced to my feet I screamed out,
“Oh my god, get out quick. You wait downstairs while I get dressed. ”
I rushed around like a blue arsed fly, first getting myself cleaned up, and then dressed. And then after a quick look out of the window, I pulled the wet stained sheet from the bed, and replaced it with a clean one; hiding the cum soaked sheet in the bottom of the laundry basket. So looking presentable again, I dashed down to join the ‘boys' in the snug.

The rushing around had been unnecessary, as we had to wait at least five minutes before we heard the diner door open. It was only a few seconds before Jim walked into the snug, shotgun in one hand, and a dead hare hanging by its back legs in the other. When Kenneth saw the hare, he took fright! He'd been sitting in one chair, Tom in the other and I'd been stood next to the dresser. Kenneth leapt to his feet, and with a childish whining, he dived across to where I stood. He pulled at my blouse, popping several buttons and then buried his head into my bust. His arms clinging around me, as he'd done earlier when he'd burst into the house.

Jim was furious, and as he dropped the hare, he pointed his shot gun, and shouted out,
Jack stepped up to Jim,
“Please put the gun down sir. The lad doesn't mean anything by it, he's just scared.

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“If he doesn't get off my wife, I'll give him cause to be scared. I'll blow his fucking head off. ”

Well if I'd thought it was scary last Monday, when Tom attacked Jack, then that was kid's stuff compared with the next few minutes. All hell was let loose, as Tom flew from his chair and grabbed the gun. And then as he stood in between Jim and Kenneth who was still holding onto me; holding the gun by the end of the barrel, he proceeded to violently crash it into the stone floor. I was petrified that it would go off, and blow Tom to kingdom-come. (I found out later, it wasn't loaded. ) Jim was blocked from reaching Kenneth, and powerless to stop Tom as his expensive gun was thrashed until the wooden stock shattered. But then, it got worse.

Jim said,
“You fucking moron, you'll pay for that my lad. ”
Tom turned to face Jim, and after a second or two of pause, he took a hold of Jim, turned him around, and after picking up the damaged gun barrel, he threaded it into the baggy sleeve of Jim's hunting jacket. Jim was struggling, but Tom had no problem restraining him, whilst at the same time threading him onto the barrel of his own gun. Jim was screaming and shouting abuse, while Tom carried on totally unconcerned. Jack stood there silently looking on, and Kenneth clung to me, head still buried into my bust.

The gun was now threaded across Jim's back, and through each sleeve, and Tom was looking around the walls of the room.


   And then carrying Jim with just one hand holding the gun in the centre of Jim's back, he took him to where Jim had a stag's head hung on the wall. He lifted the head off, and hung Jim up there instead. Jim was still screaming abuse, but now he just hung there, his legs kicking and flailing around, he looked so helpless. I thought, ‘well at least now he will know why I couldn't thwart these boys'. I was obviously feeling sorry for Jim, but I thought that now he was restrained, things might calm down. I was wrong!

Tom came over to where I stood, and said,
“Kenneth. ”
As Kenneth lifted his head Tom continued,
“Let her go, he won't hurt you now. You can have another cuddle when I've done with her. ”
Then pointing to one of the arm chairs as he looked at me, he said,
“Get over there. ”
Kenneth let go of me, but I stood there still petrified,
“Come-on, or do you want me to drag you over there?”
Jack spoke,
“Tom lad. That's enough. Let's just go. ”
“Shut up. He needs teaching a lesson. Thinks he can bully our Kenneth.

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   We're gonna show him he's not so fucking big when he hasn't got his fucking gun. ”
“Please lad. You've taught him a lesson already, let it go. ”

I was by now, over by the chair, stood holding onto the chair back, with my knees knocking together. But Jim was still screaming his abuse and making threats. Tom came across and although talking to me, he was looking and pointing at Jim as he said,
“Tell him to say sorry to our Kenneth. ”
I just knew that there was no way, Jim would apologize, but I knew from Tom's look, I'd have to try.
“Jim. ”
“Jim please listen. ”
“Don't you dare ask me to say sorry to him. This is my fucking house. You're my wife. And that was my fucking gun. A gun that cost me nearly two grand. If he doesn't lift me down now, I'll fucking kill him.

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Tom looked at me, and calmly said,
“Will you take your own clothes off? Or do I have to strip you?”
Jim obviously heard, and I begged him again,
“Please Jim, say sorry for my sake. ”
“He won't dare touch you. ”
Tom said in a whisper,
“I'm sorry, but please don't try to stop me. ”
Jim obviously hadn't heard what was said, but must have known something was said by the way Tom's mouth came close to my ear.
“What's he saying?”
“He said this is your fault. Please Jim; tell his Kenneth you didn't mean it. ”

“And if I do, will they go?”
I looked at Tom as I begged,
“Please Tom. If he says sorry to Kenneth; will you go?”
Tom beckoned Kenneth to his side,
“Are you ok to go now?”
“I want another cuddle. ”
Tom looked at Jim, who'd been silent for the last few seconds,
“If you say sorry, and then let Kenneth have his cuddle; then we'll leave. ”
“If by cuddle you mean stick his face into her tits again, then you can go fuck yourselves. ”
I pleaded,
“Please Jim, he doesn't mean anything by it. It's just a comforter. ”

“Fuck him; he isn't going to get his comfort from my wife's tits. ”
Tom took hold of the first button on my blouse, and Jim again started his tirade. I didn't fight, and in no time, Tom was lowering my knickers, leaving me naked.

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“Bend over the arm. ”
“Please Tom, don't do this. ”
Jim called,
“You're wasting your breath, he's an animal. ”
Tom gently put his big hand in between my shoulder-blades, and turned me around so I now faced the chair arm, with my back towards Jim. And then he eased me over the arm, putting my head into the seat.

As he took his hand away, I began to return to a standing position. But his hand again made contact, and down I went. Then he whispered in my ear,
“If you move again we'll hold you. ”
But as he took his hand away, I again rose. I didn't get far before his hand again pushed me back down,
“Kenneth, come and hold her head down. ”
Seconds later, hands were on the back of my head. And if I'm honest, this was such a relief. Now I could feign a feeble resistance, instead of having to cooperate. Because I knew if I'd cooperated, Jim would think me a slut.

As Tom parted my legs, and his tongue began to work my pussy, I heard Jim say,
“You filthy bastard.

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   You're no better than a fairground dog. ”
And I realised, it was more the act of licking pussy that offended Jim, than the fact someone was pleasuring his wife. In fact, I'll bet he didn't realise the amount of pleasure this was generating. Well after a couple of minutes, I was oblivious to everything accept the pleasure. Nobody was holding me, and as Tom eased his monster cock up inside me, I heaved back onto it. He fucked hard, and I again cum wildly. He then pulled out, leaving my pussy gaping wide open, dripping wet and facing Jim.

As I said, I'd been oblivious from a few minutes into the event, but apparently, Jim had ceased his tirade the minute Tom dropped his trousers, and he'd seen the size of the rampant monster cock. And he'd kept silent, I guess in disbelief, all through the fuck. But as Tom moved away, and I'd lay there, pussy pouting and oozing gunge, while my hips made the odd spasmodic jerk, he'd started again.
But this time, through tears,
“You bastard, look what you've done to her. Jill, are you alright. Jill please talk to me. ”

Jack tried to calm him,
“She's ok lad. Just give her time to come down.

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“Come down! If she's hurt, I'll hunt you dogs down, and I'll fucking swing for you. ”
Just at that moment I came back to the present, and I heard Jack say to Jim,
“No need to go over the top lad. She's out of it. And we don't give a fuck. And it's obvious from your bulging pants, you're gonna be wanking over our Tom's fuck for weeks to come. Same as she'll be thinking about his cock every time you fuck her, and wishing you'd been closer to the front of the queue. ”

Jim responded with,
“Fuck you. ”
And then as I began to lift my head and Jim noticed,
“Jill love, are you alright?”
I might have come out of the trance, but I wasn't thinking straight. I turned my head, and looked back at Jim hanging like Christ on the cross. And through the biggest silly sweat soaked grin, I said,
“Oh Jim. There you are, wasn't that something?”
“Jill! For fucks sake, what's got into you?”

By now, Kenneth was naked, and as Jim saw him approaching me,
“Jill get up quickly. The other one is coming. ”
I turned around the other way, and as I saw Kenneth coming, I put my head back down into the chair. Seconds later he was pumping deep into me. And so for the next fifteen or twenty minutes I was again transported to paradise.

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   When I came out of my dream sequence, for that is what this felt like, Jim was tearfully brushing my hair from my sweat soaked face, as he knelt alongside the chair I was still lying sprawled over.

“Jill darling. Oh my god. Those fucking animals won't get away with it. I've phoned 9 9 9 (911 in USA)). At first, it washed over me, and the mention of police, just made me think of Adam; and of course, the sexual activity that had taken place with him. But then all of a sudden, as Jim talked away about getting his retribution, I realised what he was saying, 999 was the police emergency number, and this would bring outside police into it. And I knew what this would mean. Panic struck me,
“No Jim, tell me you haven't rung 9 9 9. ”
“Of course I have. You don't think I'm going to let them get away with that. ”
“Please Jim no. ”
“Don't you worry, this doesn't in any way reflect on you. And when they get those animals, I hope they'll lock them up and throw the key away. ”

I now started to cry, and Jim did his best to comfort me.

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   But I was crying, knowing if those men were brought to justice, everything would come out. I could see a jury hearing the evidence would more than likely say I hadn't actually been raped those previous times. So I could imagine, I'd go through hell, nobody would get prosecuted, and my marriage to Jim would be over. But now Jim had set the wheels in motion, there was nothing I could do to put the brakes on.
“I think I'll go and take a bath, I feel dreadful. ”
“I'm sorry love, but that is one thing you can't do. I know I've only ever seen it on TV and films, but I'm sure you need to wait until the police have seen you. ”
Then looking all embarrassed, he continued,
“You know, to see the evidence. ”
I dropped my head, and the tears again started, this time, knowing I'd have even more men poking around and prodding inside me. And for what?

So we waited, and it must have been a good half an hour, but considering the distances involved, I guess I couldn't have expected a quicker response. As soon as we heard the car, Jim got to his feet and rushed out to let them in. And as soon as I heard the voices, I recognised Adam's voice. And from what I could hear, he was on his own. As he came in with Jim, this was confirmed.
“How are you feeling?”
“I'm ok.


   A little shaken, but I'm ok. ”
“Don't listen to her constable Yardley, they were like animals. And I don't just mean the way they behaved. I mean, they were freaks of nature, both of them. They were built like horses. They've probably ruined her for life. I've already been onto someone in London, and they're going to sort out the best gynaecologist in this area, and get him to call as soon as possible. ”
“All in good time. But even if he arrives before my back-up, you do realise, he won't be allowed to see her until we've made our examination. ”
“Yes, I guess so. ”

“So do you want to tell me how it happened?”
Jim began to recall the event, but every now and then, I just had to but in, as the way Jim told it, the ‘boys' were just hell bent on molesting me, and then rape. But I thought it only fair to show it in its true light, as one frightened little boy seeking comfort, and an elder brother, loosing control during an attempt to protect his more vulnerable sibling. Jim didn't like my interjections, and although he didn't actually say so, the black looks he gave me, let me know he was angry with me. Adam had been writing everything down, and consequently, this made the telling of the tale even longer. And just as we'd about reached the end, we heard another car.

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“Are that'll be Stuart and the vicar. ”
“The vicar?”
“I'll explain in a minute sir. I'll just go and let them in. ”
Adam got to his feet, and went out to let them both in. As Jim saw Stuart, and recognised him as the man from the grocer's store, he said,
“What in god's name is he doing here?”
Adam then went on to explain to us, about Stuart being his local back-up, and the vicar being a prominent citizen, and an independent witness. And the need for both of them, if I required a local examination. I, of course, knew all this as he'd explained it the other day; but Jim didn't know about that.
“Oh no. I don't like any of this. Let's just get Jill wrapped up and take her in to Thirsk, I want this done properly. ”
“No Jim, I don't want to go to the police station. ”
“Well in that case, they can send someone out here. ”
“That's what they have done sir. I'm the man they've sent, I'm fully trained to do this, and Stuart has assisted me before in one of these cases. ”
“What, you've had rapes in the area before?”

“I'm sorry sir, I can't go into details, but we have had a previous occasion to examine a lady in this area, but in the event, she decided not to take it any further.

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   But never the less, the point is, if your wife wants to be examined locally, we are qualified to undertake such an examination. ”
“Wait a minute, I've got a top man coming, and he comes highly recommended from a man in Harley Street. He can do it. ”
“He can do what ever you want, once we've examined her. But until she's either been to the station, or we've completed our examination, your wife is in police custody as evidence pertinent to a prosecution. And as such, even if the top doctor in the land wanted to examine her, he wouldn't be allowed. ”
“Please Jim, let them get it over with, so I can get myself cleaned up. ”
“Ok, if that's what you want, but I'm not happy about this. I'm going to take legal advice when I get back to London. Don't think you've heard the last of this. ”

I looked at Adam,
“Where do you want me?”
“It's up to you, but I'd guess your bedroom would be the most convenient. ”
So as Jim was about to help me to my feet, I stood up unaided,
“Its ok Jim, I can manage. I'm not hurt. ”
“But. ”
“Please Jim.


   I'm ok. ”
“I'll come up with you while they examine you. ”
I looked at Adam, and my unspoken question was, ‘can I trust you to behave if we go up there alone'. But whether he knew that was what my look meant, I have no idea. But as I got a warm smile, not a dirty lecherous grin, his concerned expression led me to believe I could trust him.
“No Jim, you stop down here and try to clean up this mess. They won't take long. ”
“But Jill. ”
“No Jim. It's embarrassing enough having to be examined by these men, to know you're watching as well; it just makes it more so. Please let me do this alone. ”

Once in the bedroom, with the door closed, I said,
“Look, there is no need for you to examine me. You must have got all the dirty pictures you wanted the other day. And there is no way; I'm going to let you. You know, have sex like you did then.

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   Not with Jim downstairs. ”
Adam spoke,
“So what are you saying?”
“Just that, we sit up here for five minutes, then we go down and you tell Jim you've done the examination. ”
“And when we pull these men in, and it goes to court, what about the evidence?”
“It won't go to court. We're not going to take it any further. ”
“I guessed as much, these were the three strangers you spent the night with last Monday, and you don't want hubby to know. ”

I blushed,
“I can't let him find out. Please. You've got to help me. ”
“But I told you last time, let them get away with it, and they'll be back. Unless you let me sort them you'll never be rid of them. ”
“It's not like that. They only came to replace my husband's whisky and give me flowers. It was Jim who sparked this lot off. Him and his stupid guns, he thinks he some kind of lord of the manor. ”
“You're fooling yourself.

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   Hubby wasn't here last time, and they fucked you then. ”
“That was different. ”
“Yeh. Last time they spent all night fucking you. ”
“Look; I don't want to talk about it. Let's go down now. ”

“No way, you've got to be examined and photographed. ”
“But I told you, we're not going to take it any further. ”
“That's not what your husband says. ”
“I'll talk him around. ”
“And if you don't, I loose my job, and all three of us go to prison. ”
“It won't come to that. ”
“I know it won't; because we're gonna do this examination by the book. ”

I could see it was no use talking, so I said,
“Ok, let's get it over with. Do you want me on my back on the bed?”
Stuart spoke,
“If I had my way, I'd have you like that every time we met.

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“Ok Stuart, let's keep this one official. Come on then Jill on the bed, knees up, and spread it nice and wide, so the vicar can get some close-ups. ”

So up I got, and I opened up wide, and in came the vicar. After he'd taken a few pictures, in came Adam, and with just one finger, he opened my pussy, and after stirring around a little, removed it, covered in white cum. He then held his finger out, so the vicar could take a picture. As the vicar took the picture, Adam said,
“Ok Stuart. ”
Stuart came across, but after he'd worked his finger in and around, he then stroked his finger end across the hole in my bottom. It was so embarrassing; I felt my bottom pucker, and his finger end dipped inside.
“Did you see that? I told you she loves an arse fucking. ”
Adam snapped,
“Not now Stuart. Let's just get this over with. ”
“Spoil sport. She didn't complain. ”

It was as if I didn't exist, they were talking about me as if I wasn't in the room. So I said angrily,
“And who is she, the cat's mother? I'm in the room you know, and I don't like you touching my bottom.

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Adam said,
“Ok Jill, you can get up now, and then when we go down, you can take that bath, if you want. ”
And as I stood up, he held out a dressing-gown for me. I was about to walk to the door, but Adam said,
“Before you go down, I think it would be wise to discus something. ”

“It you want your husband to drop this case, you'll have more chance of success if we back you up. ”
“Oh would you, I'd be so grateful. ”
“Well yes, that was what I was hoping you'd say. But how grateful is ‘so grateful‘?”
My feelings of gratitude soon vanished,
“What are you saying? You'll only help me, if I do something for you?”
“It's the country way. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. ”
“And let me guess what you want. Would it be sex?”
“If I take up the official line, telling him he's duty bound to see them locked-up. And men not pursued always return and re-offend. I don't think you'll get him to drop it. But on the other hand, I could tell him a few horror stories about the press printing all the lurid details, and then a few false facts saying seven out of ten men get off on a technicality. It's your call. Is sex with us so bad?”

“If I agree, it will be just once.

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   And I never want it brought up again. ”
“It's a deal. We'll arrange to come and see you during the week while hubby is in London. ”
“Ok, but you have to be convincing, I don't want this making official. Oh, and there's one more thing you can do for me. ”
“Not you. Him. ”
I was pointing at the vicar, and the tone of my voice as I'd said ‘him', even surprised me. I'd never have imagined myself talking down to a man of the cloth in such a scornful manner. The vicar looked sheepish, as he asked,
“What is it my dear?”

“Tomorrow morning in church, I want your sermon to reflect heavily on the virtues of married life, children, and husbands being faithful. ”
“But my child, I started writing my sermon on Thursday, and being here is delaying my final preparation. I'm going to be hard pushed to make a good job of it as it is. ”
“Well it's up to you. If your sermon doesn't make my Jim come home and ask if I want to start a family, then there's no way you are getting into bed with me next week. ”
“But you don't understand the time involved.

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Stuart chipped in,
“There's only us here rev, you don't need to convince us how hard you work. If you want a hand, I'll come around and help you, I was always good at English at school, and I know my bible. Come to think of it, I should have taken up your game, working one day a week would suit me. ”
“It's not that easy my boy. ”
“Don't talk rot; we'll have it done in half an hour. ”
“You're so mistaken; there are so many things to consider when choosing a passage to read, and then what to say about it. ”
“Look rev, no sermon, and its no fuck for you. I mean its no skin off my nose; she hasn't said we won't get our fuck. So do you want my help or not. ”
“Oh well I think maybe just this once, but I never want any of my parishioners to know you were involved. ”
Stuart looked at me and winked,
“He's scared they'll vote me in as vicar. ”

Adam said,
“Is that settled then? You didn't want to be up here too long. ”
“It is as far as I'm concerned, if he wants to, you know, then he'll convince my Jim we ought to start a family. ”
“You heard her, if I was you, I'd not only write a hell-fire sermon, I'd collar him as he leaves the church tomorrow morning, and make sure he knows he's the fertile ground you were aiming your seed at. ”
“Very apt my boy.

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   But I still think we'll be hard pushed to write a good sermon with so little time to do it. ”
Stuart again gave me a wink as he added,
“I'm sure god will help us. ”
The vicar gave him a dirty look,
“My boy! That is blasphemy!”

By now Adam had opened the door, just as Stuart replied,
“What, and fucking a parishioner, that's doing gods work is it?”
I turned, and with one finger up to my lips, said in a half whisper,
“Shhhh. ”
And then we all followed Adam down stairs.

I followed Adam into the snug, but the other two went on their way. Jim said,
“Well, is she alright?”
“She's fine. Obviously upset, but physically fine. I mean from what you've both told me, she was sensible enough not to fight or put up too much resistance. So distressing as it is, it was no more than sexual intercourse. And after all, that rarely does anyone any harm. ”
“I don't like your attitude constable, and if I was you I'd watch my words in future. ”
“I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to offend, but like I said, your wife is fit as a fiddle, and they didn't knock you about, they just took the. "
He paused as he tried to find the right words to re-phrase his sentence,
"Well let's say, they tried to humiliate you. It's my assessment that the assault was not really against your wife, but more to provoke and upset you.



“I'm not much interested in your assessment. All I want is for those animals to be caught, and brought to book. Have you heard anything from headquarters yet?”
“Headquarters sir?”
“Yes man, I mean have they strung out a cordon to intercept their car?”
“Whoa up a minute sir. We are only just at the stage of gathering evidence. I mean, I don't even know if a crime has been committed yet. ”
“You what? Are you telling me you haven't informed headquarters?”
“No sir, like I said, I need to gather up the information. ”

“What more can you need, my wife has been raped, I was assaulted, and there is criminal damage to my gun. Do you need anymore?”
“Well you wife is adamant, she doesn't want to press charges. ”
“Don't talk silly man. She'll press charges whether she likes it or not. ”
“No sir, she won't. She is a person in her own right, and no matter what you say or do, I have a witnessed statement, saying it wasn't rape. ”
Jim looked at me,
“How could you?”
“Don't blame her. I advised her. You obviously don't know how they treat women in court.

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   She'd have been put through hell, her character slated, and the press would have had a field-day. And as your wife was sensible and didn't fight, in nine out of ten cases the jury would say it wasn't rape. And so what would she gain. I mean those boys aren't a menace to other women, it was, from your own evidence, you who antagonised them. So I believe your wife's rape was retribution against you. So what good can come from putting them away, no other women are in danger. ”

“But they were like animals; I mean he hung me up like I was on a cross. ”
“Yes, but if you want me to make an official report of this case, within an hour of headquarters receiving my report, they will be sending a van out here to arrest you. ”
“Me? Why me?”
“You levelled a shotgun at a man, and said, and I quote, ‘I'll blow your fucking head off'. That is attempted murder. ”
“It was self defence. ”
“Was he armed?”
“No, you know he wasn't. ”
“Was he threatening you with any kind of weapon?”
“Look this is bullshit; you know what he was doing. ”
“Cuddling your wife. And she wasn't struggling.

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   In fact not only did the lad's father ask you to put your gun down, so did your wife. And yet you still threatened to kill an unarmed man. ”
“Look, you're misrepresenting the whole thing. ”
“No sir, I'm telling it the way the law sees it. ”

Jim was silent, but Adam continued,
“Ok, I'll give you, the other lad picking you up and hanging you on the wall was technically assault. But think about it, a defence lawyer would make that look like a practical joke, not an assault. He didn't punch, kick or even slap you. He merely hung you up. And in the lawyer's eyes, that would be construed as him wanting you to see your wife being unfaithful. ”

Jim was silent for at least a minute, then said,
“Well what about my gun. It cost nearly two grand. ”
“If they are caught, and if, and it's a very big if, they did get prosecuted, did they look well-off to you?”
“Not particularly. ”
“Their car was it new or an old banger?”
“An old wreck. ”
“So, they probably don't have much of a weekly income. If you get awarded two grand, the judge will ask for financial circumstances, and he'll probably say, pay back two pounds a week.


   They'll pay the first two payments, then probably not bother to pay any more. After six months, if you pursue it, the court will haul them back in, and reduce their payments to one pound a week. In the end you'll never see twenty pounds out of it. Take my advice, forget about the whole affair, take your wife out for a slap-up meal, and thank god, nobody was hurt. ”

Jim looked at me,
“Please Jim, I don't want to go to court, I'd die if this all got into the newspapers. ”
“So I just forget it. My wife raped in my own home. I'm assaulted. My best gun smashed beyond repair. And I just forget all about it?”
“It really is the easiest in the long run sir. I mean if you want me to radio in, it's your choice. But if I do, it can't be stopped. ”
“But my gun, even if they just get done for criminal damage?”
“To do that, the whole circumstances would need to go to court. Is your gun worth that much to you? Look sir, I know this is hard to take, but you've got this specialist coming. ”
Despondently, Jim said,
“Yes, I thought he'd be here by now.

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Adam said flippantly,
“He's probably got to finish his round of golf. ”
Jim looked daggers at that remark, but Adam continued,
“When he arrives, he's gonna check out your wife. If she is in anyway hurt or there is any internal damage. You know, things we amateurs wouldn't be able or qualified to know about, then think again. But if, as your wife feels it is, everything is ok, and they haven't affected her childbearing ability, then why not just let it go?”
“She's not a brood mare you know; childbearing is not the only factor. You didn't see the size of their cocks. They were hung like horses. There is no way she can ever be the same again. ”
“Look this is very delicate stuff you're talking about, and we shouldn't really be talking this way in front of your wife. ”
“What? Are you saying it doesn't matter about them stretching her wide open so she can never be any good in bed again?”
“No sir, on the contrary. If that was the case, and I thought they'd damaged your wife in any way, I'd be telling you to prosecute. But I've examined her. Ok I'm no professional, but her, well her vagina is as tight as any I've ever put my finger into. ”

Jim again looked daggers,
“That just shows what kind of old slappers you normally go with. ”
“Ok sir, I'll let that go, I can see how upset you are.

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   Don't take my word for it; ask your specialist, I'm sure he'll confirm it. Hold on, that's a car I can hear, I wonder if that's him now. ”
Jim got to his feet, and dashed out to the door. Adam looked at me, and taking hold of my hand, said,
“I did my best, now it's up to you. ”
I stretched up to tip toes, and gave him a peck on the cheek,
“Thank you. ”
His hands took hold either side of my head, and he brought our mouths together. His tongue was in my mouth, and I responded by laying my tongue on his. I guess it was only a minute, and as he heard Jim welcoming the specialist into the house, he said quietly,
"I'm looking forwards to next week, then you can prove to me that what I just told hubby about your snatch is true. "
And as he let me back down onto my own two feet, I slapped his face, as I said,
"You cheeky devil. "

As Jim came into the room with his specialist, Adam turned his face to one side, hiding his redden cheek as he held his hand out to shake with Jim,
“Right sir, I'll go now, and I'll wait for your call. Please call which ever way you decide to proceed. ”
Jim didn't respond to the hand shake, instead, keeping his hands down, he said curtly,
“You'll hear from me in my own good time. ”
“Ok sir, bye for now. ”
Then turning to look at me,
“Bye, hope things turnout ok for you. ”

So as Jim went out to show him the door, I asked the doctor,
“Do you want to examine me upstairs in my bedroom?”
“Well you will need to be lying down, and as I expect your kitchen table is the only other place available, I think the bedroom will be more comfortable for you.

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So as Jim opened the door, I was about to go out.
“Right, err. I mean I haven't introduced you yet. ”
“Don't be silly Jim. We're going up to our bedroom, we shouldn't be long. ”
“Shall I come?”
“No, please let me just get this over with. ”
He lent towards me, and gave me a peck on my cheek, like I'd done to Adam, and then he said,
“I love you darling. I hope things will be ok. ”
“I'm sure they will. You worry too much. ”

So in the bedroom, I removed the dressing gown, and lay myself down on the bed. As he approached, I lifted my knees, and spread them wide open.
“Ok my dear, I see you haven't bathed yet. Well at least I'll be able to provide substantiating evidence if it's needed. ”
“Oh it won't be.

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   It's not going to court. ”
“I see. You or your husband's decision?”
“Mine. ”
“Do you mind if I give you my opinion?”

All the time we talked, he was busy down in my pussy area, first using his fingers, and then some kind of metal contraption, which he inserted, and then I felt it spreading my pussy open. The contraption being metal, even though I'd seen him warming it under his arm, it still struck cold as it touched the flesh inside my pussy. As the twinge of the stretching hit me, it kind of reminded me of the monster cocks, but as there was no accompanying warm throbbing to induce pleasure, it felt very uncomfortable.

“I'm sorry is that too wide?”
“Its ok, it only hurts a little. ”
“I was just saying, in my experience, if men are allowed to get away without prosecution, they will come back to the same victim, I've seen it several times. It's a painful ordeal the court case, but even if it isn't successful in getting a prosecution, it almost always stops re-offending. ”
“Please don't say that to my husband. ”
“I'm sorry Mrs Theabold, but your husband is the one who has engaged me. And although everything about you and your personal condition is completely confidential, I'm duty bound to give him my advice. Well as far as your physical condition is concerned, you're A1. ”

“Look doctor, I don't want to explain my reasons, but what happened, was due to the circumstances. I'm certain it won't happen again.

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   I'll do anything if you'll promise not to tell my husband what you just told me. ”
“Mrs Theabold! I'm not sure if I read more into what you just said than what you really meant. ”
He was about to say more, but I interrupted,
“You can read into it whatever you want. I'm saying, no, I'm begging you. Please don't advise my husband to prosecute. If you promise me you won't do that, I promise you, you can make another house call during the week, while my husband is down in London. And I promise you, nobody will be crying rape if you do. ”
“Well! I have to tell you, I'm a professional man, and it would loose me my job if I as much as hinted I'd accept such an offer. ”
“No doctor, you'd only loose your job if anyone found out. They won't. Please. ”

“Well it does sound like you really don't want this prosecution, so what I'll do is just say nothing about the legal situation one way or the other. ”
I launched myself up, and gave him a big smacker of a kiss on his lips,
“Oh thank you. Just phone me any weekday, daytime or evening, I promise nobody will ever know you've been here. ”
“No my dear.

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   That isn't necessary. I'll do this because I can see it's important to you. Don't get me wrong, if I was going to be tempted, I can see you'd be a wonderful experience. ”
“Thank you. And on that subject. Did my husband tell you about the size of the men who had sex with me?”
“Yes he did, but I'd have known they were above average anyway. ”

“Oh god no!”
“What's wrong?”
“Have they damaged me inside?”
“Not at all. At your age you're in the prime of your sexual ability. And I'm guessing the reason you don't want this to go further legally, is this isn't the first time you've been with these men. ”
“How on earth could you know that?”
“I don't for sure. But I can tell that wasn't the first very large penis you've had. And I mean recently, within the last week or so. And none of these penetrations has been undertaken forcefully. They've all been done with you aroused, and consequently, they've caused no damage. And I can tell you something else.

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I was now feeling very vulnerable to his detective work.

“What else can you tell?”
“No man, or pair of men, can produce the amount of semen you have inside you with just one ejaculation each. I obviously can't say who the semen belongs to, but as your husband told me he was out shooting all day, it obviously isn't his. ”
I was now blushing bright red, and cringing with guilt and fear.
“You won't tell will you? Please I beg you. ”
“I can't tell your husband anything you don't want me to. He might be paying the Bill, but everything I find out about you, or your conduct, is totally confidential. You could admit to going with every Tom, Dick and Harry from the village, and I couldn't tell your husband a word of it. ”

“Oh thank you. ”
Then after a pause I tried to ask about what Jim had said,
“So from what you can tell, even though those men were big, they haven't damaged anything?”
“No it's all in good working order. ”
“Well I guess I don't really mean damaged as such, it's just. I don't know how to ask this. ”
“Ask away, you won't shock me. ”
“My husband says, now I've had those big. ”
I paused,


   He says I'll be too loose to give him pleasure. ”
“Ha ha ha. ”
He let out such a loud laugh, I was sure Jim would hear him from downstairs.

“I'm sorry my dear. But some men are so stupid. At your age, you can have a baby pass through there, and within six weeks, with the right exercise, you could milk a cow with your vagina muscles. ”
“Milk a cow?”
“Well I know you wouldn't want to. But your vagina walls are designed to stretch, and the muscles around them are designed to grip. Well of course, when you're young like you, the grip is natural; young muscles and I'm guessing you lead an active life style. ”
“Well I don't get involved in anything in the way of sports or actual exercise, but I do tend my garden, and that involves quite a lot of digging, planting, pruning and other things. ”
“Yes, all that bending, stooping, stretching and just generally moving around working your muscles. Especially the ones in you abdomen, that is the area where you find the muscles which keep your tummy tucked in tight, and assist you during love making. ”

I blushed as I said,
“So if my Jim asks you if those men have affected my sexual ability, you'll be able to tell him I'll still be the same as before?”
“Of course I will, there are so many myths about the tightness or otherwise of a woman's vagina. But I can tell you now, your muscular tone in that area, will definitely give you a superior ability to even a sixteen year old virgin. It's really only the dryness caused by a nervous girl undertaking sex for the first time, which gives the impression of tightness.

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   Most young girls haven't even discovered how to use those muscles. But I'm afraid urban myths are difficult to dispel. ”
“Well at least once you've told him I'm still tight, he maybe won't stop loving me. ”
“He'd be a damn fool if he did. ”
I again blushed as I said,
“Thank you. ”

Then I continued with,
“And now as Monty Python would say, for something completely different. Babies. ”
“Oh you've got no worries there. You're not expecting a baby. ”
“I know I'm not, I'm on the pill. But if I can persuade my husband, am I ok to have babies. ”
“Of course, why wouldn't you be?”
“Those coc. I mean penises. The size of them. Did they do anything to stop me having babies?”
“Of course not my dear, as I said before, you're in A1 condition, and as far as I can see there isn't any reason why you shouldn't have a dozen babies if you want them.

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“I don't think so, one of each would be nice, but just one to start off with will keep me happy. ”

Well I put on my dressing gown, and took a change of clothes with me as we went back down to see Jim. But as I went to the bathroom, I left Jack to tell Jim of his findings. Obviously I couldn't hear what was said, but at this point in time, I trusted him to explain things to Jim, with the right emphasis. I was still in the bathroom when Jim called through the door,
“Mr Gresham is leaving now. ”
I called out,
“Bye, and thank you. ”
“Goodbye Mrs Theabold, I hope your plans for starting a family go to plan. If ever I can be of any assistance in the future, don't hesitate to call me, I've left my number with your husband. ”

I hadn't locked the bathroom door, and once Jim had shown the doctor out to his car, he came back and standing outside the door said,
“Are you alright?”
“Yes, course I am. Come on in, it's not locked. ”
He came in and sat by the bath,
“I feel like I've let you down. ”
“You haven't. ”
“But I didn't stop them, and now I'm letting them get away scot-free. ”
“It wasn't your fault. ”
“It was, I can see it now.


   I just didn't think they'd go that far. ”

“Look Jim, I'm not hurt, all we've lost is your gun. You said things were going well with the factory, so what's the cost of a gun matter?”
“You're right. And what's this about you wanting to start a family, you never told me?”
“No, I never even thought of it until you said about those boys damaging me inside. But we ought to talk about it; we've been married over three years now. ”
“I'd have liked you to ask me first. ”
“I am, aren't I?”
“No, I mean before asking the doctor. ”
“He was here, and I asked if they'd done anything to stop me having children. I was going to talk to you about it, once I'd thought the idea through in my head. I'm not sure myself yet. ”
“Ok, we'll let it drop. ”

He was silent for a while, and then he said,
“I asked the doctor about your. You know, your fanny. He said those big cocks didn't stretch you at all. He says you're still tight.

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I raised my eyebrows,
“So does that mean you'll still want to have sex with me?”
He wrapped his arms around me, in the process, getting himself wet in my bathwater,
“Of course I do. ”
Then he sat back onto his haunches, and said,
“What was it like?”
“All of it. I mean those men with their big cocks, weren't you scared. ”
“Of course I was. But I'd seen the way he mauled you around. I knew if you couldn't fight him, I'd have no chance. ”

“But his cock; weren't you scared he'd tear you apart. When I saw the size of the thing, I thought he'd leave you screaming with pain. ”
“I didn't see it; I only felt it. The doctor explained that it was probably the other one suckling on my breasts, which made it easier. It stopped me tensing, if I'd tensed, it could have been a different outcome. ”
“So it didn't hurt?”
“You are kidding. It hurt like hell. But I guess some kind of defence mechanism kicked in, I kind of went into a trance. ”
“I noticed that.

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   I thought they'd somehow hurt you so much, you'd passed out. ”
“No, it hurt, but once he was, you know, doing it, I guess I just went along, and was glad when it was over. You don't need to talk about this; I know its upsetting for you. ”

He went silent again. Then after a minute or so,
“Did he give you an orgasm?”
It must have been obvious he had, but I tried playing dumb,
“No, that was just some kind of reaction to being forced. A kind of fit or something. ”
“Once he'd got himself into you, you were making gasping and other noises; it was as if you were enjoying it?”
“Believe me I wasn't, like I just said, that wasn't really me, I was in a trance. ”

At that he helped me out of the bath, and sat on the closed toilet seat watching me get dried.
“When those three took you upstairs, did they touch you? You know, your fanny?”
“Yes. They had to check inside. You know, for cum. ”
“All of them?”
“No, not the vicar, he just took pictures. ”
“But the other two, they poked their fin. ”
I butted in,
“Yes. They both put their fingers inside me.

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   What is it? What's wrong? Do you think I'm dirty or in some way spoilt goods now?”
“No. I just want to know. You're my wife. I think I have the right to know who has done what to you.

It was just then, that a stray glance told me he'd got an erection! He was asking me about who did what, and it was getting him horny. Then I thought, well maybe it's the easiest way to get him away from the idea of retribution, and if I can steer him without him noticing, maybe I can use his guilt afterwards to my advantage.
“Oh look, this is the wrong underwear for this dress; I'll have to go up to the bedroom to get dressed. And yes, I think you are entitled to know everything. Come on, if you want me to go into detail, I guess it's the least I can do. ”

So once in the bedroom, and dressed in just panties and bra, we both lounged on the bed alongside each other, propped up with pillows.
“Do you want me to lie back, and guide you through the way they examined me. ”
“I I don't know. Maybe that's going too far. ”
“It's up to you, I don't mind. ”
I slid myself down the bed, reached down with my hands, and pulled my panties back off.

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   And then after pulling my knees up, I let them drop open.

“This is the position they had me in. And then the vicar came in close, and took pictures of it. ”
I could see Jim was getting hot under the collar,
“How close did he get. ”
“Oh. For some of his pictures, right up close; as near as six inches. ”
Jim was drawn to bring his face to the place I'd said the camera came in to.
“Jesus, Jill. I bet it was embarrassing, three men from the village, I bet you'll die with embarrassment the next time you see them. ”
“It's no different to meeting the family doctor in church on Sunday. He's had my legs open almost as many times as you have. ”
This was an obvious exaggeration, and we both chuckled.
“Well I'm glad you can joke about it, I'd have thought you'd have been mortified. ”

“We women have to get used to being prodded and poked, and if we do go ahead with the baby idea, I'll get even more of it. It'll be every two weeks, and from what I've heard, it's not even the same doctor every time.

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   You never know who it'll be. And they usually come accompanied by at least half a dozen spotty faced students. ”
The tone of His voice as he answered showed amazement,
“No. ”
“Something Julie said, and she's now had three. She says it's sometimes quite funny, they are so shy and don't want to take their turn. ”
“Turn! You don't mean the students finger you. ”
“Well they don't call it fingering, but yes, they all have to take turns to give you an internal examination. Mind you, there are others who can't wait, and are overzealous with their finger action. But the doctor in charge soon puts a stop to that, usually anyway. ”
“What do you mean, usually?”

“Well I don't know if it's true, but she told me, not with her last pregnancy, but the one before. She was only ten weeks; it hadn't even started to show. The doctor had five students around her, and a nurse came into the cubical. She told the doctor he was wanted on the phone. He told the students to take turns, and he'd ask questions when he got back. She said one lad got his finger in, and began to work her up.

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   She says it was blatant, and before she knew it, he'd got two fingers inside her, and was using the fingers of his other hand on the outside. She said it was so embarrassing. The others just watched. And as soon as their lookout saw the doctor coming back, he pulled his fingers out. But she says he'd got her so worked-up, the doctor knew as soon as he walked in. ”
“She didn't say, but I guess there'd be lots of signs. ”
“Wet fanny?”
“Yes that's one. But scent, or her general glazed expression; whatever. She says, he sent them all out of the cubical, and then persuaded her not to report it. ”
“More or less the same as today. Nothing to gain, and lots more embarrassment to endure. ”

I reached out, and took hold of his stonking hard cock, through his trousers,
“You've got a hard-on thinking of my friend Julie. ”
He was so embarrassed, and he stuttered out,
“N no. It wasn't. ”
As I began to unbuckle his belt I said,
“Don't worry; I'm broad minded, so long as it's me who gets your cock.

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So he was soon fucking hard, and I did my best to make him believe he was hitting the spot. But in truth, as last time, he didn't quite. I'm not saying it wasn't nice, or even good; something that seven weeks ago, I'd have accepted as normal. But even old Jack, and Stuart the grocer, rang more bells. I waited a minute or so, and then feigned a return to my senses.
“Ohhh, Jim. My god, you were hot. I think I'll have to tell you stories more often. Maybe ones that some of the other women in the village have told me. Or is it just Julie that gets you so hard?”
“Stop teasing. You know it's you I want. ”

“Well me you want to see being made love to. ”
“What do you mean?”
“I heard what Mr Kerry (Jack, but I dare not be that familiar) said. ”
“What did he say?”
“Don't get angry. I'm not condemning what happened.


“I don't know what you mean. ”
“After that man Tom had left me lying over the chair arm, and you'd had to watch what he did to me. I head Mr Kerry say you were excited. ”
“Excited! I was in tears for god's sake. ”
“But you had an erection. So even though you were worried for my safety, it still stirred up other feelings. ”
“I had no control over that. ”

After a few seconds pause I said,
“I know, but control or not, you got aroused watching me having sex with another man. ”
“Oh no. Please stop this now. It wasn't like that. ”
“Ok. I wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable, I just thought maybe. Oh it doesn't matter. ”
“No, maybe what?”
“No, I don't want you getting upset.

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“Tell me what you were thinking. ”
“Well maybe, now you know I wasn't hurt in anyway. If I was to tell you the story as if you hadn't been there, you know, while we make love. I mean you must have the actual event still in your mind, visually that is. And if you re-run it as I tell the story, this time you won't have to worry about my safety, and you can really get excited. ”

As I'd been talking, I'd been gently stroking his cock, and it was now rock hard in my hand. I turned onto my back, and was about to pull him over onto myself.
“No, let's go downstairs. I'll have you over the chair. ”
Wow! I can only remember Jim fucking me twice in one session once before, and that was on our honeymoon. So a few minute later, I'm over the chair arm, re-telling how this monster cock was pushing in deep and stretching my internals, and I have to admit, Jim's cock was reaching deeper than I'd ever known it to before. And when he cum, my pussy spasmed, gripping his cock for the first time. He went delirious. And my pussy took over my actions. When I came to my senses, Jim was sat in the chair, with me sprawled across his lap.

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As he brushed my sweat soaked brow, he said,
“My god Jill, that was one hell of a fuck we just had. And don't go telling me you weren't thinking about that animal while I was fucking you, cos you even called me Tom a couple of times. ”
“I'm sorry. I didn't realise. I didn't mean to. ”
“I know you didn't. But my god, your fanny was gripping my cock like it was going to bite it off. ”
A thought came into my mind, and onto my lips before I'd had time to think whether I should say it or not,
“So I'm not ruined? My pussy isn't too loose for you?”
“Oh god Jill. I should never have said that. I'm sorry. ”

We lay in each others arms for a while, and I found my hand was again on his cock, and it was actually responding. Then he lifted up my chin to look me in the face,
“Don't tell me you want more?”
Thinking he was up for it, I put on a cheeky grin, and with my two hands cupped together, I emulated Oliver, with his empty soup bowl.
“Please sir, can I have more. ”
“I don't think so love. I mean, surely after a day like you've had today.


   I mean, you're not usually like this. ”
“No darling. I was only kidding you. Of course I've had enough. More than. I mean, you've just done it twice. ”

I was feeling so embarrassed at my brazenness, but Jim broke the ice with,
“Look at the time; it's only eight-thirty. It's been one hell of a long day. What say we go into Thirsk, and have that slap-up meal the constable recommended?”
"Are, Adam. Will you phone him?"
"I guess so. And you are sure we want to drop it?"
“Yes. And just for you, I'll wear your new dress?”
“No, I think we've had enough excitement for one day. Maybe something pretty but more restrained. ”
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“You get noticed what ever you wear. That's why, in a weird way, I can't blame that animal. I guess you're just too tempting for some men to resist. ”
I thought, ‘if only you knew just how many men had been down that road. '

The meal went well, and we were back home and in bed by twelve. I did put my hand on his cock, and it again firmed up, but he turned over, that is away from me, and was off to sleep in minutes. Or he at least pretended. The next morning I'd got up early, and after my morning bath, I got myself dressed, and out to the kitchen I went to make our breakfast.

After breakfast, it was off to church. And even though the vicar had written the sermon I'd asked for, Jim was oblivious to it. We'd met Julie and her husband as we'd walked from the church car park, and walked in with them. They were in the pew directly in front of us, and I'm sure Jim's thoughts all the way through the service, were about Julie on the hospital bed being fingered, as he never took his eyes off her butt all the time we were in there. And I have to say, my attention was wandering, as I kept getting knowing looks from both Adam and Stuart.

On the way out, everyone shakes the vicar's hand, and he always says a few words with each couple. But as we shook his hand, he said,
“Are Mr and Mrs Theabold.

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   It's so nice to see you at our church Jim; it's been a few weeks now. ”
“Yes. Work down in London. ”
“Yes commerce. Are you both in a hurry?”
Jim answered,
“Not really. ”
“I have something I'd like to talk with you about; I was wondering if you'd mind waiting just a few minutes. ”
“Ok, we'll be over there. ”

As we walked away, Jim said,
“Shit, I wonder what he wants to lecture us about. ”
“It won't be a lecture. He probably wants to talk about the swarm of bees he's delivering to me tomorrow. ”
“Bees? You didn't mention them. ”
I let out a little laugh,
“Since when have you been interested in anything I do in the garden. He brought me a hive last week. I bet you never noticed it?”
“No. Guilty as charged.

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   So you think he wants to talk to you about your bees?”
“I'm guessing so. ”
“Ok, he won't want me; I'll go and talk to the lads over there. ”
“Oh no you don't. If I've got to wait to talk to him, I want you with me. ”

So Jim and I waited, and I was surprised just how cunningly the vicar turned his opening conversation around, from what I'd predicted he'd want to talk about, the bees, to what I'd asked him to talk about, family life. He talked to us for at least fifteen minutes, and he covered everything and more than I could have wished for. If Jim didn't agree to start a family, and also think a little more about his wayward behaviour down in London, then it wouldn't be for the want of guidance. In short, the vicar did me proud, and I knew I'd have to reward him.

Back home, over a nice home cooked roast Sunday dinner, we talked about starting a family, and Jim was all for it. I said I'd make an appointment with the family doctor next week, to ask about coming off the pill. In the afternoon, we relaxed, and then as normal on a Sunday evening, we went to bed around eight. Jim always had to leave at three in the morning, to be taken by taxi to catch the early morning train to London.

So Monday morning for me started around eight, my first job was to phone the doctor's to make an appointment. And then around ten, the vicar arrived with Len and Garry. It took about an hour all told to transfer the bees and make sure they were settled, and then we went back to the house.

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   I made a pot of tea, and sat around the same table which last week, Len had bent me over and raped me on; we all sat sipping tea and talking. A few times, I caught a look from Len, one that I took as some kind of goading in reference to last week, but nothing was actually said. By noon, they left, and I'd got myself changed, and was in my car heading for the village.

I first called at the doctor's for my one o'clock appointment, and after a fairly brief examination, he confirmed everything was in order, and I could stop taking the pill, and as he said,
“Let nature take its course. ”
But he also said, if nothing had happened within six months, I could make another appointment, and we'd take it from there.

Next stop the butchers, and as I'd been going to see the doctor, I hadn't dressed down, in jeans and working shirt, I'd dressed pretty, in skirt and blouse, it being easier to undress and re-dress after being examined. The butcher was as the last two times, very attentive, and when I asked for a nice cut of fillet, he said,
“Tell you what lass. Here Garry, look after the shop a minute. ”
As he said that, I began to get a little nervous,
“You come with me lass. ”

He opened a door that led out to the back of his shop, and as he walked towards it, he held his hand back towards me, as he invited me to join him.
“What for? Where are you going?”
“If its fillet you're wanting. I just want to let you into a little trade secret. ”
“No it's alright Mr Rose I'll see another time. ”
He walked back a step, took hold of my hand,
“Come on, it'll only take a second. ”
And he was pulling.

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   I initially resisted, but although he was gentle, he was strong. And short of causing a scene by screaming or shouting out, my legs were following my body which he was almost dragging.

As we cleared the door, he pushed it closed behind us. Then he took me to where his cutting benches were, and on one of them were two big pieces of cow.
“Now this is what I wanted to show you. See that, that is the fillet. ”
“What all of that?”
“Yes, from there, right along to there. And that is the fillet in that one. ”
“I see. ”
“Ah, but can you see the difference between them?”
“Not really, they look the same. ”
“If I give you a cut off that one, you'd come back next week and tell me your old man wants a divorce. But if I give you one from that one, he'll say you're the best cook in Yorkshire. Oh, and I did say cook, not what were thinking. ”

“I'll ignore that last remark. But if you know which is good or bad, why do I need to know?”
“Cos lass, not all butchers will give you the best cut, just because you give them a pretty smile, doesn't guarantee a good piece of meat.

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“Ok then, how can I tell?”
“By getting him to let you hold it. Oh, and again, I mean hold the piece of steak. ”
“I told you, I don't find those remarks funny. ”
“Sorry lass, got to lighten the air sometimes. Anyway. ”
He now picked up a clean sheet of mutton cloth, and twirled it to make a blindfold.

“Here, let me put this on you. ”
“I'm not sure I want to. ”
“Come on, I want to show you, that even you can make sure you get the best cut. ”
“Ok, but no funny business. ”
The blindfold went on, and he took my hand, he guided it to a piece of meat, it felt cold and wet in my hand.
“Squeeze it. Is it soft and squidgy or firm and hard?”
“Soft. ”
“Ok, now squeeze this. ”
The recognition of what I'd now got in my hand was instantaneous, but his hand was wrapped around mine, and I couldn't get my hand off it.

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   It was hard, and it was warm, it was throbbing, but it was also big. Well fat anyway, I couldn't see its length.

“Let me go! I'll scream the place down if you don't let me go this second. ”
His hand let go of mine, and I ripped off the blindfold.
“What the hell do you think you're doing? I've a good mind to report you to the police. ”
“What's wrong? Didn't you like my cock? Most girls love to hold it for me. ”
I stormed out saying,
“You can keep your meat; I'll find somewhere else to shop. ”

So off to the grocers, and for a change, the shop had a few customers in. Stuart was at his counter, with two ladies, and looking down the aisles, I could see two men. One was the husband of one of the ladies. Stuart said,
“Hi Jill, if you want, you can leave your list, I've got to come out your way, I can drop them off for you. ”
“No, its ok, I want a look around anyway. ”
So off I went, filling my little wire basket as I made my way along the aisle, and after maybe five minutes in the shop, just as I was rounding one of the aisles, I came face to face with Mr Tennant, the husband of one of the ladies who was at the counter talking with Stuart.

I backed to one side, to give him room to pass, and smiled as I said,
“Oops. Come on, you first.


Just the normal thing one might say, not really meaning anything by it. But as I stood with my back to the shelving, and he side stepped in front of me, he slipped his hand up under my skirt. I tried to say something, and I'd have called out or screamed, but almost simultaneously as the hand touched the naked flesh of my inner thigh, the open palm of his other hand cupped over my mouth. He held me pinned up against the shelving, and his hand slipped up into my crotch.

He might have been an old pensioner, but he was strong, so there was no way I could force him off me. My mouth was covered, so although I was trying to call out, my calls were stifled enough to prevent Stuart or this man's wife hearing. All this was happening at the opposite end of the aisles to where the counter was located, and in a position where visibility was totally obscured from Stuart and the other customers. That is, apart from the other male customer, who I now saw approaching us, and from the outset, it was clear he wasn't coming to my aid. He took hold of my flailing arms by my wrists, and once he'd got the two wrists together, he held them both with one hand. And then used his free hand, to enter my blouse.

So by now, one man was groping in between my legs, but had not quite managed to get inside my knickers. And the other had an open palm inside my bra, and his finger began to tweak my nipple. I was out numbered, by men with strength far in excess of my own, but instead of just accepting my fate, anger welled up inside me. I think the experience in the butchers had riled me, and now this, it was as if I was public property to be mauled by anyone who wanted. What I did, or how I achieved it, I'm not totally sure.

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   But I all of a sudden went berserk, wriggling, kicking, and as my hands pulled free, flailing my arms. And then one of the men missed his footing, and all three of us began to fall, bringing a display stack of kitchen utensils crashing down from the shelving.

The noise was enough to wake the dead, and both men instantly tried to make a distance between them and me. So as Stuart came rushing down the aisle, I was picking myself up from in amongst a pile of tin openers, and other metal utensils.
“Are you alright? What happened?”
Both men were by now half way along the next aisle, and stupidly, not wanting any more fuss, I said,
“I'm sorry. I tripped and caught my basket on your display. ”
“Are you hurt?”
He had now helped me to my feet, and the only thing out of place, apart from his display, was the top two buttons of my blouse, which was pulled open showing a small amount of cleavage.
“I'm alright. I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't be so clumsy. ”
“Don't be silly. It's my fault for trying to stack too many things on the shelving. ”

“Are you alright to carry on, or do you want to leave your list with me?”
“Tell you what. Would you mind if I just leave this basket here, I've got some other shopping to do, I'll come back later to finish my list. ”
“You can, or you could just leave your list.

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   I don't mind doing it for you. ”
“No, I think I'll just go if you don't mind?”
“Whatever you say. I'll put your basket to one side. Bye, I hope you're alright. ”
“I am, just a little shaken. Bye. ”

As soon as I was out of the shop, I got in my car and drove. Not home, but away from home, another seven miles to Outinham, the next village on. I'd only ever driven through there before; I'd never shopped or even stopped my car. But from now on, I thought, this will be my shopping place. The butcher was a surly man, but I bought my bacon, sausages, and two pieces of fillet. He assured me they'd melt in the mouth. Then to the grocers, which was a little shop, with no self service aisles, just the old fashioned counters running around the whole shop and a woman serving. I bought all the items on my list, and then off home I went.

It was around half past four when the phone rang, and it was Stuart.


   He wanted to know if I was coming back to finish my shopping, or could I let him know what other items were on my list, so he could complete the order, and bring it out to me. When I told him I'd not need any of the items in the basket, and I wouldn't be using his store again, he was really upset. He tried saying sorry, he tried pleading with me, and when he could see he was having no effect, he then asked,
“But you are still going to honour your promise?”
Curtly I said,
“Yes. ”
“Ok, what about if I come out to see you tonight?”
“I I don't know, is tonight ok for Adam and the vicar?”
“I don't know, but what does that matter. We don't all have to come out at the same time. ”

I guess he was right, I'd just assumed as they'd got me into the situation as a group, they'd come and see me as a group.
“No, I suppose not. Well if tonight suits you, I guess tonight is as good as any other time. ”
“Ok, I'll be with you around six thirty. Bye for now. ”
So after I'd finished tea, and cleared away all the things, I went to have a good soak in the bath in the hope that the warm water would help to soak away my troubles and worries. So at around ten to seven when I heard the car in the drive, I was mentally prepared, and I'd resigned myself to my fate.

I was surprised when I opened the door to see Adam was with Stuart, but there was no vicar with them. As Stuart walked in he handed me a small packet.
“What's this?”
Adam answered,
“It's a door chain.

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   I asked Stuart to get you one. ”
“What's it for?”
“It's a new idea; it prevents unwanted people forcing their way in. Here, let me have it. Has your husband got a toolbox? I'll need a screwdriver to fit it for you. ”
“But won't my Jim be suspicious?”
“Just tell him it's a police crime prevention thing. You know. After what happened. ”
Stuart chipped in,
“He'll believe that. The police are known for locking the stable door, after the horse has bolted. ”

So I got the toolbox, and between them they fitted the new chain and demonstrated how to use it. I offered to pay for it, but Stuart wouldn't hear of it. So I invited them into the snug, where they each took one of the arm chairs apiece. I was about to go and get a dining chair for myself, when Adam put his arm around me, and lifted me onto his knee. At first I thought I'd say something, but then I remembered they were out here to have sex with me, so a little bit of minor familiarity was incidental.

So now sitting on his knee, I asked,
“I see the vicar isn't with you.

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   Has god spoken to him and he's had a change of heart?”
Adam replied,
“No. But I think his wife might have?”
“His wife? Has she found out about me?”
“No, silly. But he doesn't usually go out visiting parishioners in the evenings, and I don't think he wanted to arouse any suspicions. ”
“I see. ”

“But don't worry; he still wants to see you. He's asked me to ask you if you'd mind meeting him at the church hall on Wednesday. ”
“This Wednesday?”
“Yes, around twelve o'clock. Dinner time. ”
“I've got nothing else planned. But why couldn't he just come here? I mean the church hall of all places. ”
At this point he gave me an envelope,
“He sent this, you can read it later, its instructions about what to do when you get to the church hall. I think he's a little worried about coming out here during the daytime, especially with the rumours that are flying around. ”
“What rumours? And that's another thing. You promised me, that nothing would get out. And that any locals who found out about the events of last week would be warned off.

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   You guaranteed I'd have nothing to fear. Well today proved you wrong. ”

“Yes, so Stuart said. ”
“Stuart, how did he know?”
“Well I assumed you were referring to what happened in his shop?”
“Well yes that was part of it, but I didn't think he saw that. ”
“He guessed by your reactions afterwards. But let's take all of these one at a time. I nipped the rumour mongers in the bud as quickly as I could, but it has got around, that something went on between you and Len. And the fact Len hasn't been brought to book over it, has led to others thinking you're easy game, and it's worth trying their luck. But knowing this, I thought I'd covered just about every man in the area who was of the age likely to worry you. I didn't reckon on two old codgers, both in their sixties, having a go. What I've done now, is to make sure every male, from fourteen to those in wheel chairs, knows the next time you're so much as brushed up against; I'll fit them up with something. Be the charge they go down with real or not, I'll sort them. ”
“And you think that will put an end to it?”

“Well it won't stop the tongues wagging; only time will do that. But I can't see anyone being silly enough to try anything on with you. Speaking of which, you said, what happened in Stuart's shop was only part of it.

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   What else has happened?”
“The butcher. ”
“Yes. ”
“I'll bet he got you to hold his prick?”
“Yes. ”
“Ok, I'll tell him to pack it in. He tries that on with any women he thinks might go for it. It stems from his dad. ”
“His dad?”
“Yes, his dad was running the shop during the war. He claims to have had every woman in the county. Meat rationing, he says he could get whatever he wanted for a nice cut of meat. I sometimes think Harry only followed his dad into the trade for that reason. Don't worry, I'll warn him off. ”

The conversation between the three of us just continued, and yes, Stuart's chair was pulled up to Adam's, and he was reaching up under my skirt, stroking my legs. And Adam had a hand inside my bra, fondling my breasts. But they'd both been here now for over an hour, and there had been no hints or suggestions about taking me up to the bedroom for the business they came for. In fact, apart from the wandering hands, there was nothing out of place going on, their conversation had moved to general things of interest, and we were all just chatting like platonic friends.

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   I began to wonder if both of them had realised the error of the pact they'd forced upon me, and were going to make amends by just keeping this to a pleasant evening of relaxing conversation.

“Would either of you like a drink? I mean tea or coffee. ”
Stuart said,
“If I remember rightly, you're partial to a drop of scotch?”
Remembering the time he was referring to, when I'd drank that tumbler full of whisky, and we'd then had sex, I blushed.
“That was out of character for me, I was nervous, and I don't know what possessed me. ”
“Well it didn't hinder your abilities in the bedroom. ”
“Please don't. ”
Adam said sternly,
“Ok Stuart. That's enough. "
Then gently to me,
"Don't take any notice of him. ”

I tried to change the mood again,
“So do either of you want tea or coffee?”
Stuart replied first,
“No thank you, but I'll take some of that whisky if it's on offer. ”
I looked at Adam, but he shook his head,
“I've got to drive back later, so I'd better stick to coffee. Two sugars. ”
I got to my feet,
“Ok, so two coffees, and you know where the whisky is, you can help yourself. ”
Adam said,
“There's no need for you to stick to coffee. You won't be driving.

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   And you know a little drink will help you get in the right mood. ”
As I walked out to the kitchen I said,
“I don't think so; I'll stick to coffee, and keep my wits about me. ”

When I returned with the two coffees, Adam took both cups. So I said,
“One of those is mine. ”
“I know, I'm holding it while you get yourself comfortable on Stuart's knee. It's his turn now. ”
I looked across at Stuart, and he smiled as he patted his lap,
“Come on Jill, you sit here, and we'll talk about the first thing that pops up. ”
I turned, to back myself onto his knee, saying,
“You cheeky devil. ”
But as I'd turned, I saw balanced on each arm of his chair, was a glass of whisky. That is one normal half-size whisky glass, and again, a tumbler full, as he'd done last time.

As I got myself into place on his knee, and Adam passed across my coffee, I'd taken it, holding it by the saucer. But before I realised what he was doing, Stuart took the cup, and drank it down in one long swallow. It's a wonder it didn't burn his throat.
“Hey, that was mine; you said you didn't want one. ”
“I didn't, but I couldn't let you fill your bladder up with junk like that, I've poured you a real drink.

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“Oh no. ”
And I now tried to lift myself off his knee,
“I'll go and make another cup. ”

Stuart held me, and it was obvious struggling was pointless. Adam said,
“Come on Jill love. Take the glass, and let's just carry on talking. It'll make it all the easier for you. ”
He was right, of course, but just accepting the glass was like offering myself on a plate to them. But then I reasoned, I was already on their menu for the night, or if not on a menu, on the ‘One night only specials board. '
So I took the big tumbler, and even though at first, being self conscious about the amount of whisky, the sips I took were small.

But gradually, as we got back to talking, and I guess the drink slowly began to have its effect, I just relaxed, and swigged away without concern. And the drinking wasn't the only thing I should have been concerned about. They'd gradually gone from talking, to a more physical pastime. I was now sprawled across the chair arms, lying with my upper body in Adam's arms, whilst my bottom was on Stuart's lap. So as Adam and I were now locked into a kissing embrace, talking had ceased. And while Adam's hand fondled my breasts, Stuart started with stroking my legs, but was soon working his fingers into my knickers.


   It was obvious at the onset of this attention what their intentions were, that is even before the alcohol or arousal had taken over my senses, but as I'd agreed to this liaison, I just let them have free licence to do whatever they wanted.

And when Stuart had removed my knickers, and had deemed my pussy was ready and willing to accept their attentions, he signalled to Adam, and I was manoeuvred into position bent over the chair arm. Ironically, in the identical pose to how Tom and Kenneth had raped me. Adam was first, and it didn't take him many minutes before he was gasping as he pumped his cum deep up inside me. And then within seconds of him pulling out, Stuart replaced him. He pumped away, energetically, but although pleasant, I can't say it did much in the way of arousing real passion. That is, not like Tom or Kenneth had done. And then when he began his cum strokes, it gave me a minor tremor, but nothing I'd class as an orgasm.

After this, Adam sat me back on his knee again, and this time it was Stuart who began to kiss. So with their roles reversed, we all three were again lounging in front of the big fire. But it was only minutes before Adam said,
“Are you about ready?”
And thinking he was asking me, as Stuart's lips and mine parted, I was about to answer, when Stuart said,
“I was ready five minutes ago. ”
“Ok, this time I want her on her back, can you hold her legs up over her head?”
As I was manoeuvred from his knee, he replied,
“No problem. Are you gonna try her arse?”
“Nah, that's not my scene. I just want to make sure I get my prick in deep. ”

So I was manhandled into a position on my back, across the arm chair, with my bottom perched up on the chair arm.

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   And as Adam began to ram himself into me, I thought of Jack, as this was very much akin to the way he'd had me. And like Jack, Adam's fuck was now reaching parts he had previously not been able to reach. But for all his efforts, again, this wasn't doing things for me in a way I'd expected it to. Maybe the excitement of illicit sex was wearing off. Or maybe the amount of whisky had dulled my senses. But when he eventually began his vinegar strokes, I was more relieved than excited. I think the discomfort of the position I was being held in, outweighed any sensuous feeling the sex generated.

So as Stuart released me, I was about to move to a more comfortable position, when he said to Adam,
“Come on then, I'll need you to hold her. ”
“Why, are you going to try her in the same position?”
Before he replied, he'd re-taken hold of me with one hand, whilst beckoning for Adam to join him with the other. Then as Adam took hold of my ankles, Stuart moved around to replace him at the working end, so to speak. At first he pushed his cock up into my wet pussy, and he began with very slow long strokes, and then he asked Adam,
“Have you got a good hold of her?”
“Yep, I have now. ”

He pulled out his cock, and with just a cursory rub of his bell-end in and around the hole in my bottom, he then began to push hard. Even with the initial rubbing around the hole, I felt my bottom pucker open, but as he pushed, up it went. And he didn't stop pushing until he'd got himself right up to the brush. It's hard to be truthful about anal sex, I hate it, but that is because of what it is and what is being done to me.

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   But when I say I heaved, bucked and moaned, all through his humping and ramming. And that as he cum into my bottom, my pussy spasmed, sending the kind of exhilaration through my body, that only Tom and Kenneth had previously been able to give me. Then all I can say is, I can't understand why I'm so reluctant to admit I love it.

Both of them raved about how I'd reacted to his anal intrusion, but I just sat in the chair feeling abused. Adam was getting dressed, but Stuart just sat in the other chair, totally naked. When fully dressed, Adam said,
“Ok Jill, I guess you've paid your debt, as far as I'm concerned. And any trouble with anyone else in this regard, just give me a call, you've got my number. ”
“Are you going now?”
“Yes. Why? Don't you want me to?”
“No, it's not that. Just. I mean Stuart isn't dressed yet. ”
“No, we came in separate cars; I have to get back to my wife. But I guess being as Stuart hasn't got a wife to get home to. ”
Stuart smiled,
“But I've remembered to bring my alarm clock this time; I don't want a queue outside the shop like last time. See you tomorrow Adam.


   And you young lady, I think it's about time we turned in for the night, if this is gonna be my last time with you, I want to make it special. ”

So Adam and I said our goodbyes, and I obediently went up to bed with Stuart. I have to say that once we got into bed, he was a very attentive and gentle lover, well at least until he'd once again got me aroused. And even then, he started his lovemaking in the conventional way, using my pussy that is. But once we were both going at it, and he knew I was under the influence of my own libido, I was turned over, so I was now face down, and he was once again pumping his cock deep into my bottom. But as I was aroused, I was able to turn off my feeling of disgust, and just let the thrill of the stimulation take control. He fucked long and at times very hard, but by now the harder he fucked, the more I responded. And then for the second time tonight, as he came in my bottom, my pussy spasmed, sending me into the land of ecstasy.

When I came back to reality, Stuart was snoring, and dead to the world. I wandered down to the bathroom, and then once cleaned up; I went up to join him. And I have to admit; I cuddled up to him, and dropped off. With this kind of a day, it's a given that I would dream about being fucked. But even in my dreams, as one man after another trouped up and filled my pussy with cream, it was a pleasurable activity. It's also no surprise that I slept through Stuart's alarm clock, and only awoke as the sensations of his fuck built to a level where they broke my dream. As he came inside me, it was a wonderful feeling, but alas, this time, no real orgasm.

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   As soon as he'd cum, he was out of bed, and saying goodbye. I slept on for another two hours until eight, when I arose. And I have to say, for a few seconds, I lay there in bed wondering if I'd not dreamt the whole thing. But the wet cum around the tops of my legs confirmed it had been real.

I spent the day in the garden, doing general autumn tiding. And the evening was just relaxing with a book. Wednesday morning was also a non-event, not just because it was raining, but it was one of those days when everything you touch just goes wrong. Nothing of any real consequence, but just one of those days when you feel down. Eventually came the time when I needed to set off to see the vicar, and reluctantly, I set off to the village hall.

I'd read the vicar's note which Adam had given me, and now as I parked my car, I was about to follow his instructions. Apparently, at the back of the grounds of the village hall, there is a gate which leads to a pathway through a small wooded area. And only a hundred yards further on at the other end of this pathway, the gate then lets you into the graveyard behind the church. And being as by road, the church and village hall are on different roads, some mile and a half apart, the vicar wanted me to park at the village hall, and then take this pathway, and enter by the vestry door at the back of the church. In this manner, if anyone saw my car at the village hall, they wouldn't connect me being at the village hall, with the vicar whose car was parked in the church car park. Apparently, both of these gates would normally be pad-locked, but the vicar had said he'd make sure they were both unlocked today.

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And as I reached the first gate, the pad-lock was just looped through the chain, giving the impression of being locked, whilst allowing me easy access. This was the same at the second gate, and I was soon opening the vestry door. This was a big very think wooden door, and it creaked on its hinges like a castle door in a horror movie. As I walked in, the noise had alerted the vicar, and he came over to meet me.

“Come in my dear, I'll lock that behind you. We don't want to be disturbed. ”
And so he locked the door, and put the big key back onto the hook on the wall. As I looked around this big stone walled room with its heavy oak tables and just one leather padded chair, a shiver went down my spine. This is a church; and I'm in the back room, one that is normally used by couples as they sign the register, on completion of their marriage ceremony. The thought of having sex, and illicit sex at that, with a vicar, felt overwhelmingly irreverent.

As I looked at the vicar's face, he must have recognised my concern,
“Why so down my dear? I'd have thought you'd have come to this task god has given you with a glad heart. ”
“Oh please vicar; don't say things like that. This is bad enough already without blaspheming. ”
“Blaspheming? I'm not doing anything of the sort. God gave me these urges, and he also worked out our lives so our paths would cross, at a time when you would be made available to fulfil my needs.

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   We shouldn't try to fathom out his reasons, but when called upon, we should give graciously. Now come on, I'll take you to where we'll do it. ”

So without questioning his somewhat self-centred reasoning, I followed him into the church proper. This didn't feel right, and I just knew I wouldn't be able to get aroused, and therefore it would be a really difficult time. We passed the altar, and then went in between the two rows of tiered seating for the choir. And then he opened the little half gate into the choir stalls, and behind the back row of seating, pushed the wooden panel as at the same time he turned a candle holder on the wall. The panel moved, and the large panel to the right swung open like a door.

The vicar turned with a big smile on his face, obviously wanting to see my reaction.
“You didn't expect that, did you my dear?”
I didn't speak, but just stood there and shook my head. It was dark the other side of the now open panel, and I didn't like the thought of going in there. But the vicar just turned back and ducking his head, stepped inside. Almost as soon as he'd done so, the room lit up. I couldn't see much as the panel was lower than a normal door, and not as wide, but from what I could see, there was shelving on the walls and boxes on the floor. I'd stopped outside in the middle of the aisle, and I'd expected the vicar to beckon me to follow him. But this was something I'd hoped would not happen.

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Then as I watched the opening, out came a wooden bench, and by the time half of it had appeared, so did the vicar who was carrying it. It was wide in parts, and the vicar had to manoeuvre it carefully through the narrow opening, but from the dexterity he displayed, I guessed he'd done this before. He carried the bench out and placed it on the floor right in the space in front of the altar. And now I could see the bench properly, it was like nothing I'd ever seen before. It stood about eighteen inches off the floor on stout wooden legs. It was covered in red velvet, with brass studs holding the cloth to the sides. And under the velvet, were strategically placed padding. And worryingly, there were also leather straps and buckles in ominous places.

“Right my dear, I know its not super warm in here, but I've had the heating on all morning. That was why I told you not to come until twelve. But at least it's taken the damp chill off. So if you'd like to get undressed. ”
I took off my coat, and looked where I should put it; it seemed so disrespectful just dumping it on the floor. He lifted across a small padded stool,
“Here you are my dear. We won't be at it long enough for them to get creased.

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   I'm not one of your young bucks you know. ”

So gradually I stripped off until I was naked, and then he held his hand out and guided me to the bench. He sat me down, and then lay me back, taking each arm in turn, and strapping me down with the leather restraints around my wrists. He then lifted my feet, and this positioned my bottom up onto one of the padded areas. Then came a big surprise. He reached under the side of the bench, and swung out a beam diagonally upwards, hinged from a position somewhere under the bench, around the position my bottom was in. This also had its own leather strap, which was soon buckled around one ankle. And then he repeated the same the other side.

So now I'm held spread-eagled in front of the centre of the altar, my open legs facing the main part of the church where the congregation would normally be seated. And the vicar walked past me up to the altar, where he picked up his stole, kissed it, and said his blessings; very much in the same manner as he would do on a Sunday morning, at the start of the service.

He made his way around to the valley of my legs, where he then began to pour the contents of a gold gobbet onto my pubic mound. As it touched my flesh, it ran in both directions. That is to say, down across my tummy, and also into the valley of my pussy. It initially struck cold on my naked flesh, but in seconds, he'd placed the gobbet down and was busy working the oily liquid into my pussy. What the substance was, I have no idea, but as well as being oily, it instantly began to inflame my pussy.

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   Which then began to throb, and a few seconds later it was pouting wildly.

He stood up, and raised his hands, and chanted something. I couldn't understand a word of what he'd said, so I assumed it must have been Latin. This whole thing was so bizarre; like some kind of pagan ritual, with me as the sacrifice. And then after one last blessing which I could understand,
“May the lord make me truly thankful for what I am about to receive. Amen. ”
He lifted his cassock to reveal his naked lower body, with his cock standing proud.

I needn't have worried about not being able to get aroused, because as soon as his cock began probing my hole, my body began to heave uncontrollably. He fucked slowly, with deep plunging strokes, and my senses were uncontrollable. It was fairly obvious that whatever that liquid was, it was that, which was responsible for my arousal, and trance-like state. But I wasn't the only one who was under a spell. As the vicar was humping away, his face was pointing up to the church roof; as he again chanted gibberish.

So with us both otherwise engaged, as you might say, I guess it's not surprising that neither of us noticed Len! Well, I guess we did eventually. But not until he'd unlocked the main church door, entered and re-locked it, and made his way to where the vicar and I were hard at it. And even then, it was only the flash and the popping noise of his flashbulb as he took pictures of us.

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   I don't know how many he'd taken before the penny dropped, but as I realised, it transported me down to earth with a bump. But the vicar either hadn't noticed, or wasn't concerned. As he kept pumping and chanting.

I cried out,
“Vicar stop. Stop please. Wake-up vicar. ”
It seamed it didn't matter what I said, or how loud I called out. And as I looked at Len's face, he was smiling with a devilish grin. I began to think this had all been arranged, and the vicar was enjoying my plight as much as Len was. And then the vicar froze. He went rigid, not even pulling his cock out. Only his head turned. And then he spoke,
“Lenard. What are you doing? How long have you been there?”
It was as if he'd just woken-up.

Len lowered his camera, and through the biggest smile I'd ever seen, he said,
“It's alright reverend; you finish your business.


   I can wait for my turn. ”
The vicar's cock had already gone soft, and slipped out, even though I don't think the vicar had yet moved.
“What are you doing? How did you get in?”
Len held up a big key,
“You gave me this last Christmas, so as Garry and me could sort out the heating. And as for what I'm a doing, I'm gonna be the next one to fuck the little lass there. And don't go getting any ideas about telling pc plod, I know Stuart you and him think you've got sole rights to her. But if one word of this gets to either of those two, I'll make sure both your wife, and the bishop get all these photos. ”

By now the vicar had dropped his cassock, and was stood alongside me, facing Len.
“Look Lenard; you have to let me have the film out of your camera. If that got into the wrong hands, I don't know what would happen. ”
“I do. Your wife would divorce you, and the bishop would sack you. ”
“This is no laughing matter. Give me that film or you'll be sorry. ”
“Don't you take that tone with me. I might work for you, but it's me who's cracking the whip now.

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   Either you do as I tell you or your life on easy street is gone for good. ”
“But. ”
“But nothing. You listen to me, or I'm off now. ”

“But Lenard. We've been friends for years; you wouldn't do that to me, surely?”
“You weren't showing much friendship when you set PC plod onto me. ”
“But that's different, you were raping Mrs Theabold. ”
“So what are you doing now, giving her bible classes? Don't you come the old friends act with me. Its one law for you lot, and another for us workers. Well for once, I've got you by the balls, and you'll do as you're told, or I'll rip them off. Now if you're not going to finish your fuck, I'll take my turn. ”
At this point, he pushed his camera into the pocket in his shirt front, and was doing up the button as he continued,
“And don't you try getting my camera out of my pocket; otherwise I'll break your fucking wrist. ”
“Lenard! Language! You're in the house of god. ”
“Ha. And little notice you took of that when you were fucking little Jill there.

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Then looking at me,
“Talking of which, are you ready for this?”
What could I say; I was trussed up, and couldn't prevent him doing anything he wanted. So in an attempt to regain a little dignity, I said,
“I won't struggle or try to stop you, but please, will you release me from this contraption he's got me strapped into?”
“I'd like to, in fact, I've got a mind to take you up into his pulpit, and have you bent over the front while I fuck you from behind. But I think I'd better just unload my balls first, we can take our time and play around once I've had my first fuck. ”

And that was what he did, dropped his trousers, and with the vicar stood there looking helpless, he fucked like a thing possessed. He cum in less than three minutes, ramming his cum hard into my pussy. And then, as he stepped back, out came his camera, and he took a couple more pictures of my pussy as his cum seeped out.
“Ok rev, do you want to finish your turn, or shall I un-strap her?”
I could tell he wanted to, but I think he was too embarrassed to get an erection. But that's only me guessing. He didn't reply to Len, but just waved his hand sideways as he shook his head. Len put his camera away, and came across, and un-strapped me, and then leading me by my hand, did as he'd said.

He took me up the steps into the big wooden pulpit, and pushed me forwards, so my breasts were hanging over the front, and I was looking at the empty pews where the congregation would sit. And as I braced myself with arms outstretched either side of me, he pumped up hard into my pussy. This was a slower and gentler pace, and the wickedness of the situation soon got to me. I was imagining the congregation down there looking as he pumped hard and long. And in a wicked semi-conscious state of mind I began to verbalise the feelings Len was generating.


   The church was echoing to my oow'ing, ahhr'ing and other moaning sounds. Len was laughing out loud, and the vicar's face was a picture to behold. He hated every moan, and this just excited me all the more.

When Len came, I was in a state of delirium, and my orgasm took him by surprise, as my pussy gripped his cock, he let out a cry to wake the dead.
But it wasn't just him who let out screams, apparently so did I, maybe not so loud, but the same stupid kind of words,
“Yes fucking yes. Ohh yes. And again. Ohh yes. Fuck it hard. ”

The vicars face as I dressed, it was like I was the whore from hell, and he was looking with such disgust. Len picked up on his scowling and said,
“What's up rev, you look like you've just found a shirt button in the collecting tray. ”
I know I shouldn't, but I giggled out loud to that.

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   And shortly afterwards, I was being let out of the vestry door, and then I made my way home.

The next morning was spent out in my garden, not really doing much, but just looking at my new hive. Being cold, there was no real activity, so I took to gathering up old rotting fruit windfalls. Around eleven I went into the house for a tea break, and it was then I heard the bell in the garden; I'd forgotten to change the switch back.

I walked to the front door, and conscious of the events of the last few days, I popped in the safety chain Adam and Stuart had fitted for me. As I peered through the gap in the door, there stood Len; still on the outside of the porch door. I called through the gap,
“What d'you want?”
“I want to talk to you a minute, can you open this door?”
“I'm not coming out there. That door isn't locked, if you've got something to say, you can come into the porch and talk to me through this gap. ”
He opened the outer door and came right up to the door where I stood,
“Not very friendly today, are we?”
“Say what you've got to say and go. ”

“But I thought we were a team. I mean I saved you from that randy vicar, and between us, we taught him a thing or two. ”
“You cheeky bastard. You were as bad as him. In fact, all you men are the same. Now go away, or I'm picking up the phone and calling Adam.

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   That's constable Yardley to you. ”
“I know who fucking Adam is, and I know what you and him have been getting up to. So don't come the high and mighty with me. ”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of camera film,
“Had you forgotten I've still got this? I'll bet your husband would be interested in seeing it. ”
“You wouldn't?”
“Why wouldn't I? If you're gonna make me out to be a liar in front of my mates, I'll show you in your true colours to your husband. ”
“I'll tell Adam. He says even if he can't get you for doing something to me, he can always find something to fit you up and get you sent to prison. ”
“You can't scare me like that. I've had enough of this fucking county anyway. All I've got to do is drop this in an envelope and leave it with Roy at the train station, he'll make sure nobody but your husband gets it. Then I'll hop on a train and move on to York or some other town with real women in it. ”

Now I didn't know if this was just bluff, or if he really was ready to leave the area. I mean he is single, and if he did just leave, he was right, there would be nothing Adam could do. And the stuff on that film was definitely something I didn't want my Jim to see.
“What is it you want?”
“That's better.

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   Now open the door and let's talk properly. ”
“No, I'm not opening this door, until you've given me that film, and I've thrown it into the fire. ”
“What? I'm supposed to hand it over, and trust you to open up once the evidence is gone? What d'you take me for?”

“It's the same the other way. But I don't tell lies. If I make you a promise, I know I'll be duty bound to keep it. But you; you said yesterday, that those photos were just to get the vicar to let you have sex with me. And you did that yesterday. No way was it a licence to keep coming back every day, and bringing anyone you wanted with you. ”
I could see he'd got Garry and Trevor sitting in the car in the drive.
“Ok, say I let you have this, are you saying you'll open up, and let us come in and fuck you?”
“Oh no. You've done it once, and I'm not letting you near me again. ”
“Well fuck you then. ”

“I thought you were more worried about what your stupid friends out there thought of you?”
“What d'you mean?”
“Well if I was to let them come in, and maybe wank their cocks. I mean, that way, they'll be happy, and you won't loose face. ”
“A wank? They won't be happy with just a wank.

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“Well they'll just have to be. Cos I'm not agreeing to anything else. ”
“Shit! What the fucks got into you? You weren't like this yesterday. Look, if you won't fuck, what about a sixty-nine?”
“Sixty-nine? An ice-cream?”

He let out a raucous laugh.
“No you twat. That's a ninety-nine. I said sixty-nine. You know what that is, don't you?”
I felt so embarrassed, because I didn't know, and had never heard of one. I didn't actually answer, but just shook my head.
“Don't come it with me. You must know. Sixty-nine, the man has his cock in your mouth, while he's got his head in between your legs licking your twat out. ”
And then he held his slightly curled hands with inverted palms against each other,
“Sixty-nine. Get it?”
I didn't get it as he put it. In fact it was weeks later when I saw the numbers six and nine next to one an other on a piece of paper that the penny dropped.

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   But not wanting to sound stupid, I nodded as if to say I knew what he meant. I obviously knew what he wanted me to do with his friends, but just not why they called it sixty-nine.

“So you'll go for a sixty-nine with both Trev and Gaz?”
“No, of course I won't. I told you, I'll do their cocks in my hand, but that's as far as I'll go. ”
“That won't cut it, unless they get a feel as well. ”
“Maybe they can put their hands inside my bra while I'm doing it to them. ”
“This is fucking stupid, either you get naked, and let them feel you while you wank them, or this goes to your old man, that's my final offer, take it or leave it. ”
“Look, if I do let them feel me, how will I know they'll keep their word?”
“Same way as I know you'll let them in once I've given you this film. You just have to trust us. ”
“Ok, you bring them here, and if all of you swear to keep to what I've agreed, and you give me that film, then I'll let them come in. But it is just them; you have to stop out in the car. ”

He stepped outside, and beckoned to the others, and soon they were all three of them standing in the porch.
“She's being a bit awkward about it, and she says she won't fuck. ”
Trevor spoke,
“Oh fuck this Len, I thought you said it was all sorted, I don't want that twat Adam jumping on his high horse again. ”
“No, she's cool about you being here, aren't you Jill?”
“I think what your friend is trying to tell you is, he's got something I want.

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   And he says I've got something you pair want. So we've made a bargain. But before I'll go along with it, I need you all to swear to me, that you'll keep to your end. ”
They were all falling over themselves to say,
“Yes, we will. ”

“You haven't heard it yet. Ok, to start off, Len, you will go back to the car, and not attempt to break in to join your friends. ”
“Ok, agreed. ”
“And you two, you can come in, and undress me, and while I'm. ”
I hesitated, and Len gleefully chipped in,
“Wanking your dicks. ”
“Yes, thank you Len. While I'm wanking your cocks, I'll let you touch me. ”
Again, Len happily added detail,
“She means you can feel her twat and suck on her tits. ”
“Yes, I'm sure they get the picture. But you're not to go all the way. You have to promise that.

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They both happily promised, and then Trevor asked,
“And you promise you won't say a word about this to that fucking copper?”
“Yes, I promise. Now let me have that film, and once it's on the fire, and you are sitting in your car, I'll let these two in. ”

So film burning away, Len in his car, and I'm in the bedroom with Garry and Trevor, who are both stripping me naked. I'm not too sure who went for my pussy, and who was kissing me. But all three of us were naked, and lying on the bed. The one kissing was also fondling my breasts, and soon my nipples were tingling fit to burst. And the tongue in my pussy, although not an expert action, was gradually beginning to make things happen down there. I pulled my mouth from the kissing lips, and asked,
“Don't you want me to wank one of you yet?”
“Don't fret yourself luv, there'll be plenty of time for that once we get you relaxed. ”
“But I. ”
And I didn't finish, as the lips returned to mine, and his tongue pressed deep into my mouth.

And the other tongue, the one on my pussy, had now moved from a general licking, and had found an area which was responding to its touch, shown by an involuntary pelvic thrust. So seeing this reaction, he was now concentrating in that area, and using fingers to work in and out of my pussy. This whole stimulation just went up several gears, and I began to feel I was loosing control. Not of the situation as such, but of my own resolve, and ability to protest. I tried to pull my lips away again, but found I'd already lost any control I had over that part of the proceedings.


   I floundered around with my hands, trying to move or pull either of them from their pursuits, but either I wasn't trying, or they were determined. Either way, my resistance subsided, and I just found I was heaving hard.

But it wasn't fingers I was heaving onto, it was a cock. And my nipple wasn't being fondled by finger ends; it was being nibbled and sucked by the man who was fucking me. It wasn't a long fuck, in fact, by the time I'd realised what was happening, he was almost ready to cum. And once he'd cum, they wasted no time in swapping places. So the next one was soon pumping away. And even realising they gone way past what we'd agreed; I wasn't fighting or putting up any resistance. But I hadn't realise the first man had now gone down and let Len in, and the first I knew was when Trevor pulled out after cuming inside me, and I looked up to see Len taking his place.

“Oh no. Please Len. You promised. ”
“I promised not to break in. I didn't break in; Gaz opened the door for me. Now just lie back and relax, this first fuck won't take long.

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   He was right, it didn't take him long, and before I'd got chance to say anything, Garry was again mounting me. This time, he was more leisurely, it was as if they now felt in control, and knew they had all day to do as they wanted. Because, that was now the case. And as with previous encounters of this kind, I just resigned myself to my fate, and didn't try to hide my aroused state. They fucked one after another, and who went next or how many times, I don't know. I do know it was four in the afternoon when they left, as I was still lying on my bed, looking at the bedside clock.

Well considering I'd thought all these elicit events were going to be a thing of the past once I'd fulfilled my promise to Adam, Stuart and the vicar, it just goes to show how wrong you can be. But I made a pledge to myself, that from now on, no matter who said what, or threatened me with any kind of incriminating evidence, from this day forward, my Jim would be the only man who'd ever make love to me again. And I meant it. The main reason for this pledge, and for my determination, was something I've already mentioned, starting a family. I'd seen the doctor, and all he'd said, was stop taking the pill as soon as you want. But knowing I'd still got a commitment with Adam, Stuart and the vicar, I'd carried on taking it. But this morning, I'd been under the mistaken impression it was all over, so this was my first day without. So I took this morning's pill as soon as Len and co left, and I hoped and prayed it would still protect me. But if Jim and I were going to be trying for a baby this weekend coming, I'd need to stop taking the pill from today onward.

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Surprisingly, there was no real effort required to keep to my pledge, as for the rest of the week, absolutely nobody came to my house. And when Jim arrived home on Friday-night, we started our make a baby campaign. And we repeated this on Saturday and Sunday evening. I guess the only thing of note on this first weekend, was my Sunday morning church service. And even that wasn't really anything particularly out of the ordinary, apart from the feelings in my tummy, and the looks from Len, Garry and Trevor. And I know the latter two hadn't seen what had happened in the church during the week, but I'm sure Len must have told them. The vicar, however, conducted his service, and even shook Jim's and my hand as we left, and his face didn't show a trace of guilt.

The next few weeks passed by with no more than the odd comment from Stuart and the butcher (both while I was doing my shopping). But as I brushed off their advances, neither of them pursued their suit. So move on six weeks, my first period has been and gone, and on first seeing the blood, I was disappointed. But the doctor had said to give it six months before going back to see him. As he'd put it, 'it sometimes takes a while for the body to re-adjust after taking the pill. '

Then one wet Tuesday morning, I was in the house, just doing general housework, when I heard the knocker on the front door. This obviously meant that who ever was there, had opened the outer porch door, and was inside my porch. Normally, only people who know me do this, strangers would usually press the door bell outside the porch.


   Now even though I'd had no problems with unwanted visitors for a few weeks, I still dropped the safety chain into the holder before I opened the door. And there was Jack, with Tom one side of him and Kenneth on the other.

My heart sank,
“Oh no Jack. I'm sorry, but you have to go. Please, I know I'm not being polite. But if you don't leave straight away, I'll phone for the police. ”
As the words left my lips, I thought, 'Oh my god! I hope they haven't disconnected the telephone lines again. ' And as Jack spoke, I lent to one side, and clandestinely I lifted the receiver. My heart suddenly lifted as I heard the dialling tone. I then diverted my attention back to Jack's response.
“No hold up there lass. We're not here to impose on you, just the opposite. Go on Kenneth lad, show her your present. ”
And as Jack stepped to one side, Kenneth passed a parcel in through the gap in the door. I took hold, and began to push, attempting to pass it back out,
“No thank you.

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   I don't want any gifts. ”

Kenneth's face fell, and the biggest sulky lip appeared, like a child who's just been told-off. And to my amazement, he allowed me to overpower him, taking the parcel back. Jack stepped back to the gap in the door,
“Well! I really thought you'd got more about you than that. The lads put so many hours in on that picture; he hasn't been down the pub with us for the last six weeks or more. You've really hurt his feelings. You could at least have looked at it and pretended you liked it. Come on boys, the lady wants us to leave. ”

Kenneth was now crying, just like a little boy who'd been upset, which I guess is what he was.
“I'm sorry Jack. But please try to understand, I daren't let you come in. ”
“Nobody asked to come in; but I thought you'd be the last person to treat our Kenneth so cruelly. I know others take the piss out of him, but you've always been so understanding. Come on Kenneth lad, she's not interested in your picture. ”
I felt so guilty; I hadn't even looked to see what he was giving me.

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“No stop, I'm sorry. I'd like to look at your picture. But please don't take offence if I don't open the door. ”

Jack put his mouth up to the gap, and said in a very quiet whisper,
“Tell the lad you like it, even if you just throw it on the bonfire as soon as we leave. ”
Then he said out loud,
“Come on Kenneth lad, the lady says she'll take a look and tell you what she thinks. ”
Kenneth again lifted the brown-paper parcel, and this time I took it from him. Thinking it would be a child's unrecognisable daubing, as I began to untie the string, I asked,
“What have you painted for me?”
(I didn't want to be in a situation where I mistook what he'd painted, and upset him again. )

Jack answered,
“It's not a painting; our Kenneth only does charcoal sketches. ”
I was about to re-phrase my question, as charcoal or paint, I still wanted to know what it was supposed to be. But as I unfolded the paper, I was stunned into a momentary silence. Before my eyes was the most magnificent picture of my house. I say picture, because sketch just wouldn't do it justice. It would be no exaggeration to say this was worthy of a place on the wall of an art gallery. The scene was our side of the fell, with our house almost central, with a cloudy sky as a back-drop. The whole thing was framed with a simple wooden frame, not too ornate, which suited the style of the charcoal perfectly.

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Kenneth's voice broke my daze,
“Dad, she doesn't like it. ”
And he dropped his head and resumed his tears.
“No Kenneth. I love it. It's wonderful. Its just I never imagined you'd be able to draw so wonderfully. Oh Jack, did he really do this?”
You could feel the pride in his voice as he replied,
“Yep. And Tom made the frame, and mounted it for you. Kenneth's spent night and day working on it. ”
“But it's perfect; he must have spent every day out in one of the bottom fields, to get such detail. ”
“No, all done from memory. It's the view we got that day we went out with your husband. Kenneth might be slow at some things, but he makes up for it with others. He's got a photographic memory. ”

“Oh god! I feel so bad keeping you all stood out there.

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   Look Jack, if I open the door, will you all leave the minute I tell you to?”
“No need to open your door, we'll go now. We only came to give you Kenneth's picture. ”
“Please Jack; he deserves at least a kiss and a hug. And I'm sure you could all use a hot drink, or maybe Tom would prefer a whisky?”
“That would be very welcome lass, but only if you're sure. ”
“Well I owe you that at least. But things are different now; you all have to promise there'll be no shenanigans like last time. ”
“How so different, your husband isn't at home. Is he?”

“No. But I'm not on the pill; we're trying for a baby. So it would be disastrous if you or either of your boys were to. You know what I mean. ”
“Well we only came so Kenneth could give you that picture, so if you don't feel safe letting us in, we'll go. We didn't come to frighten you. ”
I felt such an overwhelming feeling of; not guilt, but foolishness. As if I was a child saying I needed the light on in bed, when in reality, there is nothing to fear.

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“Wait a second; I've got to shut the door to remove the chain. ”
And that is what I did, and then as I opened the door fully, I said,
“Come on in, you go through to the snug, you know the way, I'll put the kettle on the range. ”

In truth I was still apprehensive, but the drawing must have taken hours, and I just couldn't turn them away. And I reasoned, they were calm, and as there was nothing happening to change that, I couldn't see anything setting them off. So I took the picture into the snug, and scanned my walls looking for a candidate I could replace. There was a print we'd been given as a wedding present buy one of my aunties, so I took it down and hung Kenneth's picture. When I stepped back, I was again overcome. It looked even more magnificent now it was hung. In a mad impulse, I dashed across to Kenneth, reached up, and with my hands around his neck, hauled myself up and kissed him.

Tom said meekly,
“I made the frame. ”
I turned and looking at him said,
“So you did. ”
I walked over to him, but this time it was him who lifted me by my waist, and we kissed. He tried for a full tongue job, but I pulled my head away. He put me down, and looking towards Jack,
“You said she'd be grateful; and our Kenneth would get some titties. ”
“I didn't say for definite; all I said was, like as not she'd be obliging.

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   But she me'be don't think our Kenneth's picture is up to much. ”
As Kenneth heard what Jack said he dropped his head and I could see he was sobbing.

“Jack please. It's a wonderful drawing. But I told you, things have changed. I don't want your boys to get over excited. ”
“If that's really all that's worrying you, don't you remember what you told me the very first time we came here?”
“I I'm not sure what you mean. ”
“You told me you'd been sitting on our Kenneth's knee, and he'd been suckling on your titties, but that it hadn't got his cock hard. You know how much he likes suckling on your titties. The question is. Do you really like his picture? If you do, and all you're worried about is getting him over excited, then stop worrying and let the lad have his reward?”
My head was spinning; this was what I hadn't wanted to happen. But as silly as it sounds, Jack's logic was valid. I had let him before, and it wasn't until he saw my naked pussy that he got aroused. I was so torn, I knew letting him suck on my breasts would mean the world to him. And using my own reasoning, not wanting anything to compromise our baby-making; well sucking on my nipples certainly wouldn't give me a baby.

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“Cat got your tongue lass?”
“Look Jack, I think the world of your Kenneth, and I really do like his drawing, but if I let him open my blouse, how do I know things won't just get out of hand like last time?”
“Come on boys, say goodbye to the lady. She thinks we can't be trusted. ”
“No Jack please. I never said I didn't trust you. I just want to know it won't go too far. ”
“Ok lass, I'll give you my word; it won't go too far. Is that good enough?”
“You promise?”
“Look lass, we wouldn't do anything unless you agreed to it. ”
Now this should have been enough to calm me down, but what I was really afraid of, was if they got me aroused, would I then be the one who'd allow them free license. So in truth, it was my own judgment I was afraid of. And then while I was still wrangling with the problem, Jack said,
“I can see you're still not convinced. Let me tell you how I see it. You told me you and your husband are trying to make a baby. And even though you didn't say it in as many words; what you meant was. You don't want my boy's spunk getting mixed up with his. Cos being as he's such a puny little runt, you're afraid my lad's tadpoles will out swim his, and in nine months time a junior Tom or Kenneth will pop out.



“Don't look so shocked, that's the top and bottom of what you're scared of. Isn't it?”
I was blushing as I said,
“Well yes, the bit about Tom or Kenneth being the father of my child, but that was a horrid thing to say about my Jim. ”
“Never mind your Jim, our Kenneth has spent hours doing that for you, can't you just spare him a five minute cuddle?”
I began to undo the buttons on my blouse, and when I'd opened it down to just below my bra, I went over to Kenneth and said,
“Come on Kenneth. I love your drawing, and you can have a cuddle as a reward. ”

He lifted his head, and his eyes lit-up,
“Thank you lady. ”
He took hold of my blouse at the next button down, and began to tug at it, as if trying to release the next button. But his big fat fingers weren't really up to the task, and I feared he'd rip my blouse.
“Wait a minute Kenneth; you don't need to undo any more buttons. ”
He turned away, and with a childish,
“Huhh. ”
Sound, he dropped his head. I turned towards Jack,
“All I said was he didn't need to open my blouse any further, I wasn't going to stop him touching me. ”
“He likes to see you naked from the waist up. Its not just touching them, its seeing them big titties bouncing around he likes. ”

“This is so embarrassing for me you know. I mean with all of you watching.

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   Couldn't you and Tom go out, while I do it?”
“You'll make a good mother. ”
From his sarcastic tone, it was obvious that he meant the opposite of what he'd said.
“Why, what have I done wrong now?”
“At Christmas, will you tot up which of your children has done what during the year, and give them a present according to how much they've earned?”
“I don't know what you mean?”
“You should treat all children the same; regardless of who did what or how much effort they put into what they've done for you. Ok, so Kenneth spent a lot of time on your picture, but the idea was Tom's, and he also made the frame. So shouldn't he be allowed to see your titties as well?”
“I see. I never thought. ”

“No, I can see that. I don't know why you're making such a fuss, when the baby comes, and he wants feeding, you'll be pulling them out no matter where you are, and it won't matter who's looking on. "
And then he pulled his own shirt open, revealing his naked chest.
"The only difference between mine and yours is the size. ”
Tom said,
“No dad. Her tits aren't hairy like yours. ”
And then he laughed. Jack looked at Tom, and then he chuckled,
“Yes lad, your right there. ”
And with them both laughing, it kind of broke the tension in the air, and I allowed myself to show I was amused at his remark as well.

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“That's better lass. Don't take life so serious, come on, let me help you get that shirt and bra thing off. ”
“No, it's alright, I'll do it. ”
So I removed both my blouse and bra, and said to Kenneth,
“Is that better?”
His face was again beaming, and his hands reached out, and cupped my breasts. He fondled for maybe half a minute, then standing back away from me said,
“Shake them about like you did for me the first time. ”
I was bemused, I couldn't remember displaying myself and deliberately shaking my breasts around for anyone but my Jim.

But it was in for a penny, in for a pound, so I self-consciously stood there and attempted to jiggle my breasts up and down. Tom said,
“What he wants is like you did that very first night, when he'd got dad up against the wall. ”
It came back to me, in desperation, I'd opened my torn house-coat, held my arms out wide, pushed my breasts forwards, and wantonly displayed myself to divert him from killing Jack. I guess standing here with my arms down by my side jiggling was not quite the same. I plucked up all my courage, and as sexily as I could manage, I tried to sashay myself around in front of Kenneth, brazenly pushing my breasts out in front of me.

His face showed I'd hit the mark, and after less than a minute of parading around, he'd lifted me into his arms, and sat himself down in an arm chair with me on his knee. Whereupon, down went his mouth, and he began to suckle away happily. I looked at Jack, and asked,
“Well? Was that good enough?”
“Beautiful lass, and you've done the lad proud. Now what about our Tom?”
“He can have a suck once Kenneth has finished.


“Don't be silly lass; he's not interested in titties. ”
“But you said I should treat them both the same. ”

He shook his head,
“You modern girls have no idea. If you'd got two boys and one likes trains and the other cars, would you buy them both train sets? No. Treating them the same means, getting them both what they want. Kenneth likes titties, but you know Tom like snatch. ”
“Oh no Jack. You promised nothing that would affect our plans to start a family. ”
“So how is letting Tom play with your snatch going to affect you starting a family? All he wants to do is play with it like Kenneth is doing with your titties. He won't be sticking his cock in there and spunking you up. ”
We were talking over the top of Kenneth's head, and he was obliviously sucking away.

“But Jack, you know what will happen if. ”
And I couldn't say it in case Kenneth actually picked-up on what we were saying, so I pointed down to Kenneth.
“Finds out. You know, if he sees it, he'll want to, you know.

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“That's why you should let Tom do it now, while Kenneth is busy, Tom can be under your skirt, and they'll both be done at the same time. ”
Again I was confused, his logic was sound, but I didn't want either of them touching me down there. And while I was mulling over what Jack had said, he continued in a quiet voice,
“Come on Tom lad, pull her to the edge of Kenneth's knee, and you can have her snatch. ”

Tom's hands went under my skirt, and cupped my bottom, and then as he pulled me down towards himself, Jack asked,
“Are you comfortable like that?
I was now where Tom wanted me, and it seemed easier to just let him get it over with.
“I guess so. ”
Tom asked,
“Can I have her fanny yet?”
Jack asked,
“Well, can the lad have it now?”
“I suppose so, but remember, no cocks. ”

“Ok lad, get them draws down, so you can see what you're doing. ”
I began to struggle as I shouted,
“No Jack. Stop him; I don't want him to take my knickers off. ”
“Shhhh lass, and stop struggling, if you disturb Kenneth, you know what'll happen. ”
My knickers were pulled from under my bottom, but I'd spread my legs, and they were stuck at about crotch height. So I stopped wriggling, but used all my strength to try to hold my legs open, as I said quietly.
“Tell him to pull them back up, I never agreed to that. ”

“You're a contrary madam. You know what this is like, it's as if you'd had a rabbit in a hutch and Tom had wanted to play with it.

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   First you agree, and then when he goes to open the door, you won't let him take it out. You expect him to put his hand through the hole in the hutch door and stroke it. What difference does it make if he pulls your draws off?”
“I don't know. I just don't feel safe. ”
“Ok, we're going; I've had enough of this. Come on Kenneth. ”
“No Jack, let Kenneth finish, it isn't his fault. ”
“It isn't Tom's fault either, and I'm not making fish of one and foul of the other. Either they both get a reward, or none of them do. ”
I didn't want to see Kenneth in tears again, so reluctantly I said,
“Ok then. ”

I closed my legs, even though Tom was no longer down there pulling at my knickers.
“He can take them off. But please, keep to your promise. ”
Tom was under my skirt, and my knickers were flying across the room before I'd taken a breath. And instantly the knickers went, my legs were pulled wide open.

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   But it wasn't just Tom who got down onto the floor in between my legs. Jack also got onto his knees, and began giving Tom instructions.
“Ok lad, now don't go in at the deep-end right off, take it slowly. You start with that leg, and I'll do this one. ”
They'd got my legs spread really wide, and I felt both of their tongues almost simultaneously make contact with the inside of each leg at about knee height. Even this first contact sent messages to my pussy, and try as I might, I could tell my pussy was responding, and answering their messages by pouting.

I started to make verbal protests, but all the time I was conscious that I couldn't scream or shout or do anything that would disturb Kenneth, because I knew if he stopped suckling my breasts, and saw my naked pussy, a fucking would be inevitable. I kept up my begging, pleading, and admonishment, in the hope that they wouldn't go beyond the limits of our agreement. But both Jack and Tom, followed Jack's own advice, and proceeded slowly with their stimulation. But in a way this made it worse, because I knew I was falling under their spell, but as yet they hadn't crossed the limits I'd set them. And by the time I heard Jack say,
“Ok lad, I'll leave this end to you now. ”
Tom was only inches away from licking my pussy, and I was already deep into an arousal. I felt Jack brushing my forehead,
“Now lass what was all that fuss about? You're sweet now. ”
I was too far gone to respond, even though I knew it was Jack and I heard his words. Tom's tongue was lapping the lips of my pussy, and I just began to heave.

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I'm not sure just how long I lay there before I heard Jack say,
“Ok Kenneth lad, carry her upstairs. ”
I remember hearing the words, and trying to work out where they fitted into my fantasy. It was obvious Tom had to stop his stimulation while Kenneth lifted me from his knee, and then carried me up the stairs. I'm not sure whether it was this pause in the action which allowed me to regain my senses, or just an inner determination gradually overcoming my libido. But as we crossed the landing to enter my bedroom, I suddenly started to scream and cry out,

Kenneth froze with me lying in his arms, kicking and wriggling about for all I was worth. Jack came and stood alongside my head and began to stroke my forehead again,
“Calm down lass. Nobody is gonna hurt you. ”
“Tell him to put me down, I mean it. I'll call the police. ”
“Just take her into the bedroom and you and Tom hold her down on the bed. ”
“But dad?”
“No buts. Do as I say. ”

I said lots more; in fact I was screaming, shouting and kicking as hard as I could in all directions.

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   But it was to no avail, he took me to my bed, and with Tom kneeling on one side and Kenneth on the other, they restrained me by my shoulders. Jack calmly sat at the bottom of the bed and patiently waited until I eventually realised my resistance was achieving nothing. And as I stopped hurling abuse, and began to sob, he said,
“Are you all done now?”
“You fucking bastard! I trusted you. ”

There was a pause of maybe a minute, and then he asked,
“Is that it? Can we talk sensibly now without any more tantrums?”
“Fuck you!”
“Ok, we've got all day. In fact, I've no plans to get home today; we've got until Friday when hubby comes home. I can wait. ”
“You'll wait a long time if you're hoping I'll agree to this. ”
“That's ok. Right lads, I'm going downstairs to listen to a bit of radio. While I'm gone you can pretty much do what you want, apart from fucking her. ”
Tom asked,
“Can I roll her tits together and wank myself with them?”
“Yes, like I said, do what you want, apart from sticking your cock in her snatch. ”
I saw a light sparkle in Kenneth's eyes,
“Can I fuck her arse?”

Horror struck me, just the thought of his monster cock forcing its way into my bottom, I screamed out,
Jack walked around the bed, placed his arm around Kenneth's shoulder, and with our faces inches apart,
“I don't see why not lad. That won't put a bun in her oven.

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“Please Jack. I'm begging you. Please not that. ”

“So does that mean we're talking again?”
“Please. You know how big his thing is. Let them do anything else. ”
“So if I say no to an arse fucking, you'll go back to behaving like the Jill we knew before?”
“No wait. I meant anything but you know. I mean, I told you, I'm not on the pill now. ”
“But we could fuck you and pull out before we spunk. ”
“Oh Jack please. Even if I agreed to that, can you see Kenneth, or even Tom pulling out?”
“I guess you're right. But you'd trust me, wouldn't you?”
“What? You mean to pull out before?”
“Yes. I mean you do trust me, don't you?”
“Yes, I guess so. But would you.

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   I mean, once you get aroused, would do you promise you'll pull it out, and not shoot inside me?”
“I will if it'll get me a fuck. ”

I was in a quandary, for all my resolve, and as much as I'd pledged nothing of this sort would ever happen again, I couldn't face the thought of Kenneth's cock in my bottom. So after a short pause while I mulled it over, I said,
“I'm not sure; I mean it still doesn't seem right. ”
“Right, wrong. I mean, apart from when our Tom lost his rag, and fucked you in front of your old man, I'll bet the other fucking the lads gave you didn't bother him. ”
I didn't respond to this in any way.
“So I'll take your silence as meaning he didn't even notice any difference. So was that fucking right or wrong? I know you enjoyed it. And I'll bet you've lay awake nights fingering your snatch as you've re-run that fucking they gave you?”
Again I didn't respond.
“So that must be a yes as well. Come on then, are we gonna get the old Jill back, spreading her legs and humping like a fairground bitch on heat, or am I going down to listen to the afternoon story on the radio? Cos you know what our Kenneth wants to do, once I leave the room. ”

“If I agree, you promise it will only be you? And I'm trusting you to pull out in time. I mean you know what I'll do if you don't pull out, or if you let your boys have me?”
“No lass. What will you do?”
“I'll call the police as soon as you've gone. ”
His voice as he replied was feigning fright, and I knew he was taking the Mickey,
“Oh no boys, she'll phone the police.


“Stop it! I'm serious. ”
“And you'll tell them you let us strip you naked, lick your titties and snatch, but then we didn't stop when you said no. They'll laugh at you. Men have got off rape charges just because a girl wears a low cut blouse and her skirt is too short. Letting three men lick your snatch, and then saying no; that isn't rape, that's the consequences of leading men on. Now don't be silly. Do I get my fuck or not?”

He was right, no matter what they do now; I wouldn't have a leg to stand on in court. And as silly as it sounds, the fact he'd just told his boys they couldn't fuck my pussy while he was downstairs, meant he was still keeping to what we'd agreed earlier. So I could do nothing but say yes, and hope I could trust him.
“Yes. ”
“Say ‘yes you can fuck me'. And no silly threats this time. ”
“Yes Jack, you can fuck me. There, was that alright?”
“Perfect. Now lads, we need to get the little lass back on the boil again.

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   Who wants what?”

Kenneth spoke first,
“Can I do her fanny this time?”
“I don't see why not lad. What about you Tom? Do you want to have her tits, or would you rather do the kissing?”
“Tits please dad. ”
“Ok lads; let's see if we can get the lass baying like a vixen on heat. ”

And so they each took their allotted positions, and even though I was tense and anxious, within minutes, they'd overcome my apprehension. As with every time previous, the sensations were bombarding me so thick and fast, I lost control completely. I heard Jack saying,
“Ok lass; lift them legs up for me. ”
And I just did as instructed. But it wasn't a conscious action. And then, as if their fondling, kissing and licking hadn't aroused me enough, I felt Jack's cock as it pushed its way in deep. I can't say I resisted, or even lay there dormant, as in truth I was fucking with equal vigour to his.

I've said it before about sex with Jack, and this time was no exception, it was a wonderful fuck. Even as his cock pumped his warm come, and my pussy clamped hard, I was still calling for him to,
“Fuck me harder. ”
As my body gradually stopped writhing around I heard Jack say,
“Ok Kenneth lad, she's ready. ”
But to me this was all just a dream. A fantasy, something I'd wake-up from, and find a wet patch on my bed covers.

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   Well that part was true; my bed certainly got plenty of wet patches. But this was no dream, and Kenneth stretched my pussy as I screamed for more. He fucked hard, and unloaded his cum right up at the top of my love tunnel.

I won't bore you with any more of their fucking, as most of it from there is a blur in my mind anyway. Suffice to say, they just kept taking turns, and not once did they pull out to cum. When I say they took turns, I think it was mainly the two boys, but I'm sure Jack had more than one fuck. I remember coming to my senses, and looking around the room, but it was dark. Darkness usually fell around five in the evening, but being as it was a rainy day, it could have been earlier. But then I picked up the bedside clock. The luminous hands and numerals told me it was half past seven. I was weak, and somewhat sore, but I made my way to the door, and turned on the light.

I was the only one in the room; I pulled a dressing gown around my shoulders, and went downstairs. The house was empty, they'd gone! As I walked into the snug, I saw Kenneth's picture, and the anger welled up. I threw off the dressing gown, marched across, ripped the picture off the wall, and in a hysterical frenzy, I pounded it on the stone floor. Ironically, I was standing in about the same place as Tom had done when he'd done the same thing with Jim's gun.


   I was still beating the floor when there was no more wooden frame left in my hands. In fact, the bruises were still there the next weekend when Jim came home. But on that night, I collected every scrap of his picture, and threw it on the fire.

I lay in the bath for over an hour, in fact the water was just about cold by the time I climbed out. And although soaking might ease muscular pain, it did nothing for the pain I was feeling. My world was shattered, and even as I lay in the bath, the cum kept seeping from my pussy and floating on the surface of the water, as if to taunt me with my stupidity. After my bath I went up to bed, even though it was still early, and I would say I dreamt, but and the weirdness of my dream was akin to a horror story, I guess what I mean is I had a nightmare. It was horrible, and involved all kinds of demons, devils and weird half animal creations. Some were involved in raping me whilst I was tied or held down, and some were issue from my womb as the demonic result of their copulation. Suffice to say, I got up early, around six in the morning, and I was too frightened to go back to bed.

After about an hour of just sitting in the chair, I began to tidy the room, and it was then I noticed a scrap of paper pinned to the mantelshelf. Reading it did nothing to help my despair.
‘Jill. If a baby is what you want, it'll take forever if you rely on that weedy husband fucking you only at weekends. So to help you, we'll be back on Thursday.

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   We'll make it a regular thing, twice a week until you're with child. And don't go thinking you can phone the police, we'll disconnect your lines again the next time we come, so lets not have any fuss. '

I was in despair, what could I do? Who could I call for help? Not Jim. I thought of Stuart, he was nice, and I could talk to him. But I just knew he'd want the very thing that Kenneth had wanted last night. And trying to avoid that had ultimately led to my current despair. What about Adam, I'd got his number, but wouldn't he just want something in return, and I'd be as bad scolded as burnt. But as I couldn't think of any other person, I picked up the phone and rang him.

I froze when I heard the voice at the other end; it was a woman's voice.
“Hello, Mrs Yardley speaking. Is it a private call, or do you want constable Yardley?”
“Err. Constable Yardley please. ”
“He's still in bed, can I take a message, or is it urgent?”
I hadn't realised, it was only just gone seven in the morning.
“I'm sorry to ring so early. No, there's no need to get him out of bed.

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   I'm Mrs Theabold, do you think you could ask him to call and see me when he gets a chance. ”
“Are, Jill isn't it. We have met. Is it something urgent, can I tell him what it's about?”
“No, it's not really urgent, but I would be grateful if he could call some time today. Oh, and I'm sorry, but I'd rather not say what it's about on the phone. ”
“That's ok Jill. I'll make sure he comes out to see you some time this morning. Bye.
“Bye. And thank you. ”

The morning was very long and dragged out, and then around eleven, I heard a car. Thankfully it was Adam, and he was on his own. I let him in and showed him into the snug.
“Right Jill, what's happened?”
I showed him the scrap of paper, he read it.
“I'm guessing this is from those three strangers?”

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“And they've been back. Did they rape you again?”
Look Adam, I know you'll find this unbelievable, and please don't ask me to explain what happened. But I'm begging you. Not as constable Yardley, but as a friend. Please help me. ”

“I will, but you have to tell me what happened. Other wise what can I do?”
“I don't know. All I know is I need help, and you are the only one I can call on. You said before, something about making up, or fitting-up or something. You know, charging someone with something you know they haven't done. ”
“Fitting-up. Planting evidence and the like. ”
“That's it. We know what day they're coming back, and they've said they'll disconnect my telephone again. I was wondering if you could maybe be here, and arrest them for something else?”

He sat silent for a while, and then said,
“They say disconnect again? Do you know how or where they did it last time?”
“Yes, I saw Tom up that very last pole in our drive as he was re-connecting my wires the first time they came here.

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“Are. Well they won't do it there next time, it's too near the house, you would be able to see them and phone before they got the wires cut. But it's my guess they'll do it somewhere on your private road. Less prying eyes to see and ask questions. Ok, I'll put some thought on it, and be back to see you tonight. Now are you sure you'll be ok on your own?”
“Yes, and thank you. When you come back tonight, I'll explain something to you. And even though you will need to wait for your reward, I promise I will show my gratitude; but you'll just have to be patient. ”

And with that I went across and kissed him,
“Thank you. ”
“That'll do for a reward. I can see you're upset. Not sure about what time tonight, but I'll be back, don't worry. Oh and your phone must be working now, cos you phoned my house this morning, so call me if anything happens to worry you. ”
“Thank you again, this really means a lot to me. ”
“Bye luv, take care.

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Eight o'clock in the evening, and I hear a car pulling up outside. I went to the door and looking through the gap the safety chain allowed, I could see it was Adam. Once we were both seated in the snug, he asked,
“Has everything been ok today?”
“Well, there's been no more problems, but after last night, I'd be lying if I said things were ok. ”
“Well do you want to explain what happened?”

“Only if you'll listen as a friend. Not as constable Yardley. ”
“Ok, tell your friend Adam. ”
I tried my best to re-tell the events, explaining where necessary, why I'd gone along with Jack's requests. Adam asked questions and I answer them as honestly as I could. I concluded by explaining the reason for my current despair. He said he sympathized with my plight, but in as much as what had been done couldn't be undone, he said short of medical intervention, I'd just have to accept the consequences, whatever they were. But as to preventing a repetition, he had a plan, which he then explained to me.

When he explained his plan, and I knew he'd be around to protect me from early morning onwards, I felt like the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders. And as he was saying goodbye I again kissed him and said,
“One day, I'll show you just how grateful I am. ”
“Well my old dad always said, don't put of until tomorrow, what you can do today. ”
“Please Adam, believe me, I'm more than just grateful, but I told you, right now, making a baby with my Jim has to come first.

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“Ok, I can understand that. But this scheme I'm undertaking tomorrow could cost me my job. If you really mean what you say, as soon as your pregnancy is confirmed, before it starts to show, you'll think about settling your dues. ”

I hadn't thought it through that far ahead, but he was right, once the father was settled, the months afterward until the birth couldn't affect the linage one way or the other. So after giving him one more kiss, I said,
“I promise once its confirmed, you'll be the second person I tell. ”
“Bye then, and sleep well. I'll pop in and see you once I've sorted those bastards. ”

The next morning I got up early, but just sat in my bedroom staring out of the window, but I never saw a sign of the action that took place. In fact it wasn't until around ten; when Adam drove into our yard, and I went down to let him in, that I found out what had happened.

And so now I'll let Adam tell you what happened.

I parked my car in the lower field, I'd backed it into the first gateway at the bottom of your drive; up behind the hedge. It was around half nine when they drove past. I gave them plenty of room before I pulled out, and made my way carefully. As I'd let them get far enough away around the next bend in the road, I couldn't see their car, so I had to listen out of my open window. As soon as I heard their car slow down and stop, I stopped my car and parked it sideways across the road; blocking it completely.

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   Then I climbed the nearest gate and went the rest of the way in the field. I could see one of them climbing a pole. But he wasn't looking my way, just giving the odd glance towards your house. When I made my way back to the lane through a gap in the hedge, the old man and his other lad were so intently looking at the one up the pole, they didn't see or hear me at all.

I tapped the old man on his shoulder,
“Ok, I don't want any trouble. I want you all to accompany me back to my car for questioning. ”
The pair of them spun around, and the big lad looked like he'd done something in his pants, he was petrified. The old boy looked surprised, but he tried to bluff it out,
“Questioning officer? What for?”
“I ask the questions. Now tell your lad to turn around while I put these on him. ”
“There's no need for those, we haven't done anything. ”
“I'm not asking, I'm telling. And if you don't do it right now, it will be a charge of resisting a police office in the execution of his duties. ”

Needless to say, they did as I told them, and with both of them handcuffed behind their backs, we waited for the other lad. He looked as though he was about to run when he saw me, but his dad called him and he meekly came back and let me cuff him as well. I marched them back to my car, and then said,
“Ok laddie, there's two ways we can play this.


“But we've done nothing wrong. ”
“Not yet you haven't. Well not on my patch. Apart from cutting someone's telephone line. ”
And then the one who'd been up the pole gave me the information I needed to clinch it,
“But I didn't cut the line, I disconnected the wires. They can easily be re-wired again. ”

The older chap looked daggers at him,
“You fool. I told him you were up there looking for our lost dog. ”
“Sorry dad. ”
“It's no good you blaming your son, I knew you hadn't cut the cable. ”
“What d'you mean?”
I held out the make-believe crime posting, the one I told you I'd make up. On it was information about a gang of thieves, who'd been operating out of the Thirsk area, and who'd done around half a dozen houses. Big hauls, involving large amounts of money, jewellery, and some cases of assaults on the owners of the premises. It said the only things we knew about them were, three men, two big in stature. A red car.

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   They have been known to call the older and smaller man dad. And the clincher, they always disconnect the telephone first, never cut the wires like normal thieves.

Once the older man got through reading, he said,
“But that isn't us. ”
“You try proving that in court. I nabbed you before you did this house, but you followed your normal trait of disconnecting the wires. Don't try telling me there's another gang out there operating the same as you three?”
“Look constable, I swear we weren't going to rob anyone. ”
“Pull the other one. You had to be up to no good; otherwise you wouldn't have been disconnecting telephone wires. ”
“But I swear. ”

“Don't bother swearing anything, just listen. Those plods in Thirsk are so dim witted they couldn't catch a cold. And like I say, the only thing you've done wrong on my patch is to disconnect some telephone wires. If I take you in, I'll have to spend the next week filling out forms, and then when you come to trial, I'll like as not spend two or three weeks sitting in a court corridor waiting to give evidence. Now the farmers in this area are a keen lot, in fact it was one of them who spotted your car and phoned me. I took this round all the farms in the area yesterday.

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   So if you as much as drive within fifteen miles of this area, you'll get spotted. And as soon as your spotted, I'll have you rounded up and off to Thirsk before you've got five miles. So I guess you can think yourselves lucky this time. You, turn around, and let me unlock your cuffs. ”

“Ok, now you get back to that pole, and re-connect the phone line. And you, if you are their father, you make sure neither you nor them ever come anywhere near my patch again. Cos next time, it's a long stretch in prison you'll be looking at. Now get out, and I'll unlock you pair. And at that, they got into there car and were off. It worked like a charm. And I can't see any of them ever daring to come around here again. Even the old-boy was near to shitting himself when I read out the list of offences they were going to be charged with. Mind, I guess he knew if we once made our minds up, we'd make the evidence fit whomever we'd got it in for. ”

So by half ten, Adam had left, and I felt so much more relieved. Jim arrived home the next afternoon, and he was none the wiser about the events of the week.


   We continued our making a baby campaign, and he left for work as usual on the Monday. As I'd expected, when the day marked on the calendar arrived, my period didn't. I didn't do anything about it; that is I never made an appointment with the doctor. But the weekend following, I told Jim. He was over the moon, and wanted to start phoning around telling everyone. But I persuaded him it was best to wait until the doctor had confirmed the pregnancy. So the next Monday I made my appointment, and the doctor again had his fingers in my pussy. He said he couldn't confirm at such an early stage, but he took a blood sample, and said he'd know within two days.

They were two very long days, but at twelve noon on the Wednesday, I got a call to say I was with child. I rang Jim, but he was out of the factory, and wouldn't be back for several hours. I asked if they could get him to ring me back, as I didn't want to leave a message. What I meant was, I wanted to be the one to tell him, not some office girl that he'd probably slept with. I sat around for over an hour, mulling over whether I should phone Adam, or wait until I'd told Jim. Well by three in the afternoon, and Jim hadn't called me back, I phoned Adam. He congratulated me, and thanked me for letting him know.

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   Then I said,
“Does that mean I can expect you to call on me soon?”
“If you're making an offer, I'll be there by seven tonight. ”
“I'm making an offer. What you did for me is something I'll always be in your debt for. ”
“Ok, see you at seven. ”

I put the phone down, and it began to ring almost instantly.
“Are, you're there. Is everything ok? I got a message to call you, but they didn't know what was wrong. I've rung three times, but the phone was engaged. ”
“Sorry darling. Or should I say sorry daddy. ”
“What it's confirmed?”
“Yes, I got the news at dinner time. ”
“Oh that's great. I'll ring Dr Gresham and get him to come out and see you. ”
“There's no need for that, I've seen our family doctor, he says everything is ok. ”
“You're having the best.

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   I'm not relying on some village quack. ”
“Ok, but get him to ring me so I know when he's coming, I don't want to be out if he's coming all the way from Thirsk. ”

We talked for about an hour on the phone, and then he said,
“Sorry luv, there's something cropped up in the office, love you, talk again tomorrow. ”
And he was gone. So now I began to smarten myself up in preparation for Adam's visit later this evening. When Adam arrived, I was all over him, the feelings I had for him and what he'd done for me, were far more than gratitude. In fact it was bordering on love. It's hard to explain, and once that night of passion with him was over, so was my feeling of commitment. I mean we were still very close friends, and there were times in the future where I'd confide things to him, that I wouldn't tell Jim. But never again did we make love. For that is what I'd classed that night as, love making, not fucking.

The next morning around eleven, Dr Gresham phoned and he arranged to see me on Friday at one o'clock. The idea being, he could examine me, and as Jim would be arriving home some time in the afternoon, he'd be able to talk to him direct. When he arrived, I took him up to my bedroom, and he gave me my examination, and confirmed everything was as it should be. And when Jim arrived home for the weekend, he was able to re-assure him as well.

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The pregnancy went along without incident, well apart from the normal pains and things. And when my due date was near, I discussed the idea of a home birth with both my family doctor, and Jim's specialist. And as we have a very experienced mid-wife serving our area, and there were no apparent complications with my condition, they both agreed the idea was sound. I left it to the specialist to convinced Jim, and then it was just a case of waiting for the day to arrive. And when the day did arrive, at around twelve mid-night, I started to get my contractions. The mid-wife took around half an hour to reach me, and the local doctor about an hour, and they both nursed me through the next five hours until Harold was born.

He came out screaming with a very healthy pair of lungs, but when I saw the look on the mid-wife's face, I took fright. And even through my sweat and exhaustion, I called out to her,
“What's wrong?”
She changed her look, and trying to look unconcerned,
“Nothing lass. You've got a beautiful big healthy boy. ”
“But your face. Something's wrong. Let me see him. ”
“All in good time. Let me just clean him down and get his birth weight. ”
It was agony, not the pain, but the waiting, not knowing if there was something she was hiding from me.

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But within a minute, I was holding him wrapped in a blanket, while they made me continue to complete the task in hand. Once the placenta was dealt with, and I could then unwrap the sheet my Harold was wrapped in, I was able to look him over. I counted his fingers. I looked all around his head and chest. Then I unwrapped his legs, and counted his toes, checking his feet at the same time. Everything was perfect. But I knew something had stunned the mid-wife. And then as I lifted the meagre cloth covering his manhood, I realised what had surprised her. I know he was my first baby, but I'd seen babies having their nappies (diapers) changed, and consequently I'd seen the meagre size of a baby's genitals. But my Harold's cock was every bit as big as my Jim's thumb. And against the size of his little body, it looked huge.

The mid-wife had been watching me check him over, and she said with a wink,
“He won't go short of admirers when he grows up. ”
“Is it alright? I mean, he isn't deformed in any way, is he?”
“I can't imagine many men calling that deformed. And when he's in his teens, I'll bet the line of girls following him around will stretch from here to Thirsk. Mind you, he'll have a lot of jealous school friends.

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“But it won't hurt him, and he will be ok?”
“Cause he will. That's one lucky lad you have there. ”
Then with a wink she added,
“You won't need to buy him any toys at Christmas. ”
Stupidly I asked,
“I think he's got more than enough to play with right there. ”
I blushed as I covered him back up.

When Jim came to see me later on that day, he made comments about the size of our Harold's cock, but never was there any suggestion of who the father might be, so I, of course, said nothing. The lad's birth weight was eleven pounds five ounces, and when I was examined by Jim's specialist a day later, he confirmed what the family doctor had said, that I was fit and well. And that as soon as I'd rested and felt up to it, I could get up and start moving around again.

While I'd been alone with the gynaecologist, I'd also asked him a couple of questions. The first was how soon we could start trying for our second child. And the second was very delicate,
“There is one other thing, but I'm not sure how to ask you. ”
“Just come straight out with it, you won't embarrass me and you know it's in total confidence. ”

“Well if you remember the first time you examined me, my Jim was worried about how much I'd been stretched. ”
“I remember. And I told you then, you'd got no cause to worry.

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“But you also mentioned something about special exercises after having a baby. ”
“Ah yes. But that's only necessary in older women. Give it a few weeks; once you get back on your feet and get back into your gardening, you'll soon be back to normal. ”
“I'd still be interested in helping things along a bit quicker. ”

“Can I ask why you're in such a hurry, its better to just let nature take its course?”
“If I tell you, you have got to keep it secret. ”
“You know I will. All I'm saying is, if I know what you're worrying about, I'll be able to advise you more accurately. ”
“I found out last year that Jim is seeing other women. ”
“Ah. Having an affair. ”
“No I don't think so, not as such. That is, it's not one woman. I've been told it goes on regular, but nearly always a different woman. ”
“I'd pay no attention to rumour mongers.

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“Its not just rumours. I found something out myself on a surprise visit I made to London. ”
“I see. And the rush to have the second child; is that connected to this in some way?”
“I was advised by an older lady, starting a family would somehow bring us closer together. ”
“I see. ”
His tone was sceptical,
“What? You don't think it will?”
“It's a nice thought, but I personally think there are better ways of encouraging faithful behaviour. ”

“Like what? I mean I'll try anything to save our marriage. ”
“Well I guess it kind of falls in line with the second of your questions, the one about exercise. ”
He reached into his bag, and as he continued, placed a little pot egg in my hand,
“Have you ever seen one of these before?”
“Isn't that one of those pot eggs you use to start hens laying?”
“It's like one of those, but this is what is known as a ‘Jade Egg', it's Japanese. You see the cord?”
From one end was a thin cord, maybe eighteen inches long,
“Yes, what's that for?”

“Can't you guess? You pop this up inside. Hold on, just lay back and I'll show you. ”
We were still in the privacy of my bedroom, and although I'd got my dressing gown wrapped around me, I hadn't yet put my knickers back on. I lay back, and opened my legs, and he popped the egg into my pussy.
“Ok, try to make it go up inside you. ”
“I don't know.


   I'm not a woman. You have muscles; you just need to find out how to work them. ”

“Nothings happening, I don't know what I'm supposed to do. ”
“Ok, as I push it in, you will feel its progress. It will be the various muscles as they expand and contract, telling you where it is. Try if you can to talk to those muscles. ”
He began to push it up inside me with his finger, and I expected it to soon stop, as his finger obviously isn't very long. But just as I was wondering what he was using to push it in so deep, he said,
“That's it. You're taking that up by yourself. You really are something special. ”
“What? Special, in what way do you mean?”

“I sell a lot of these, and never before has any lady ever got it to move first time. In fact, I'd say the best learner I've had before you, took at least ten or more insertions. But some women take weeks of repeat training. Come on; let me see you push it out. Hold on, I'll give it a little pull on the cord, just to get it going.

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Excitedly, I said,
“No, hold on, I think I've got it moving. ”
As it popped out of my pussy into his hand, he said,
“You're doing really well. ”

Then he reached into his bag again, pulling out a little booklet which he gave to me.
“To learn how to do this properly, usually involves the man coaching his wife. He can then tell her what her vaginal clamping is doing for him. Somewhat like how a woman coaches a man in the art of cunilingus. ”
When he said 'cunilingus' I tried to look as if I knew what he was talking about. But it was some time later as I scoured a book in the library that I actually found out it meant. 'Pussy licking'; as Jack would call it.
“But I don't want Jim to know I'm doing anything out of the ordinary. He might ask why. ”
“But without a man to guide you in the use of your new found talent, using it could actually put him off, rather than driving him wild. ”
“Could you coach me?”
He smiled,
“I'm sorry my dear, but to do that would involve us having sex, it's not the kind of thing that can be achieved without physical intimacy. ”

There was a silence for maybe a minute, then I said,
“This means so much to me, isn't there any way you could consider helping me. I mean, I know you say it's physically intimate.

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   But so is the internal examination, and you do that. I mean this wouldn't be for the sake of sex, it would be a kind of therapy. ”
“I'm sorry; it's not something I could consider. I'd be struck off for just thinking that way. No, if you can't enlist your husband's help, you'll just have to use the egg for general muscle toning. It's bound to help to get you back to normal more quickly than otherwise. ”
“I sat up, this egg thing, how much is it?”
“Don't worry about that, I'll loose the cost of that in the Bill I present to your husband. ”

“Now back to the egg, you've mastered moving it, the exercise should be done every day. But if I was you, I'd give it at least two weeks before you start, and then only if you feel able. Don't continue if it causes any aches or pains. Start with just the egg by itself, and once you get it to move at will in any direction, you can then start hanging these weights on it. ”
He gave me a dinky little tray suspended with three wires, and the smallest stack of weights I'd ever seen.
“If you can stand up, legs wide open, and get all of those weights to lift up and down ten times, then you'll have enough muscle strength to get a man to ejaculate without him even moving his penis. But be careful, use your new powers gradually, and try to gauge the reaction it's having on your husband. You're not trying to crush him to death, just increase the stimulation you're giving.


   The idea is to make sure that the sex he has with you, is far superior to any he gets elsewhere. And so in that book, you'll also find advice on felatio. ”

He could see my look, and without me saying so, he knew I hadn't a clue what he meant.
“I thought so. You never take your husband's penis in your mouth, do you?”
“No. ”
“And I guess you'll think it's not a nice thing to do?”
He was right, or would have been, had I not had the experience with Jack. But I didn't want to admit to that.
“I don't think Jim would want me to do that. ”
“Well I'm sure he'd enjoy it. And if he is going with other women, I'm sure at least some of them will have done it for him. So to compete, and better them, my advice to you is to read and learn. Again, it would be better if your husband was in on the learning experience, as good feedback always makes the learning easier and more effective. But in the absence of him actually knowing you're following a book, just let your love making expand its horizons. You know, gradually explore his body during fore-play, and start with kissing and then gradually try out what you've read. ”

I said I would, and I took the book and the box with the ‘Jade Egg' and its bits and pieces, and hid them away in my wardrobe.

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   And then as I got back into bed, he called down to Jim to come up to join us. He then confirmed what the family doctor had said, that I was fit and well. And that as soon as I'd rested and felt up to it, I could get up and start moving around again. And within the hour he'd left us alone with our new baby.

And so within a couple of weeks I'd got into a routine, every morning, I'd be in the privacy of the bathroom, training my pussy with the ‘Jade Egg'. It took a couple of weeks before I tried attaching the weight tray, but gradually over the next six months, I built up the strength in my pussy until I was comfortably doing ten lifts every morning, with a full tray of weights. I had during this time, also tried to engage Jim in cock sucking, but right from the very first time of trying, as my head went down under the bed covers, he got very agitated. He asked angrily,
“What are you doing?”
And he wasn't kidding. And on the second occasion I tried, he said I was behaving like a slut. So I didn't progress with that idea any further.

And as we'd been having unprotected sex in all this period since the birth of our Harold, Jim was now starting to question me every time my period was due. And the last time my period arrived, he said he'd make an appointment for me with the gynaecologist,
“You never know. I mean our Harold was a big baby at over eleven pounds, he could have done something. It's better we have you checked out. ”
So like last time, the appointment was made for a Friday afternoon, so Jim would be home in time to see the specialist before he left.

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As it was, the specialist checked me over and took samples of all kinds of things, to be analysed later. But he was still checking various things when we heard Jim arrive.
“You just lay still my dear. I need to see your husband a minute, and then I'll be back to finish-up here. ”
I heard him talking to Jim downstairs, but not what was said. And then he was back with me,
“Right my dear, all the checks I need to do are done, but I was wondering how you are getting on with the other things?”

I guessed he was talking about the ‘Jade Egg' he'd given me,
“The ‘Jade Egg'?”
”Yes, and other ideas in the book. ”
“Well the egg, I do ten lifts every morning. ”
“That's good, is that with the weight basket on?”
“Yes, I've worked up to the full stack now. ”
“Oh come on, you're not trying to say you can lift the basket with all the weights on. There are few Japanese ladies who ever get to that level. And they train from an early age. ”
“But I do it every morning; I use all the weights you gave me. Honest. ”
“All seven weights? Really?”
“Yes. Wasn't I supposed to use all of them? I was just following the book.

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“Well yes, that's what you're aiming for. But I don't know anyone who has ever reached that level. It's good if you can lift just the four ounce weight on its own. But all seven, with the basket, that's one pound in weight. I never thought a European woman was capable of lifting so much. ”

Then he looked at me with a look I'd never seen on his face before, almost like a naughty school-boy as he's about to scrump an apple from a neighbour's tree,
“I know this isn't strictly ethical, but can I try putting my finger into your vagina and feel just how tight you can grip. ”
“Well you've already had your finger in there, so I can't see why doing it again is unethical. ”
And as I lay back and open my legs, and he slipped his finger inside, he said,
“Its unethical, because I'm not doing this to examine you, I'm doing it out of curiosity. Ok, let me see you try to pull my finger inside yourself. ”
I just started to exert a lifting action on his finger, and he said,
“My god! That really is something. ”
I could feel him pulling, and his finger was drawing out, so I gave an all out effort. ”
”Jesus Jill. That's one hell of a grip you've got. Ok, relax now. ”

At that I got up and began to get dressed, and while I was doing so, he was still making the odd comments about how special my talent was, but also counselling me on not being over zealous in its use without the correct feedback from my husband.

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   And then once dressed, down we went. He and Jim talked for a while, and then he left, saying he'd contact us as soon as the results of his tests came through. It was Wednesday when I got his call, and from his tone I knew something was wrong. He said he didn't want to discuss it over the phone, and asked if he could come out to see me the next day. I asked if he wanted me to get Jim back from London, to hear what was said, but he was adamant I shouldn't do that.

So around dinner time, I invited him into our snug, and with us both sat in front of the big fire, he said,
“What I'm about to tell you, is something I could get struck-off for. And under normal circumstances, I'd not breathe a word of this to you, it really should only be told to your husband. ”
”What is it? What's wrong?”
“When I came last time, it wasn't just you I took samples from. I also took a sperm and blood sample from your husband. And with your blood type and your husband's, it gives conclusive proof, your baby Harold is not your husband's child. And also, with the tests I've done on his sperm sample, the chances of him ever fathering a child are so slim as to make natural conception almost impossible. So knowing about what went on before, I decided I'd come to you and ask what you want me to do next. ”

I listened to his news with a mixture of shame and concern. I was ashamed because I already knew in my own mind, that either Tom or Kenneth was the father of my son Harold. But now knowing Jim was sterile, I was concerned that the doctor would be duty bound to give this information to Jim, thus exposing my infidelity.

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“Does Jim have to be told?”
“Well of course, he does by rights. And I shouldn't have come to you first. But I knew just what this would mean to your relationship. ”
“So what are you suggesting?”
“The only option I can think of, is if you can raise the finance to have a course of artificial insemination using your husband's sperm. But with his sperm being so poor, even this would only give you a one in a hundred chance of success. ”
“Could I do that without Jim knowing?”

He looked at me as if I'd asked the most stupid question in the world.
“We'd need his sperm. We can't get that without him knowing. ”
“I was thinking you might be able to use the sample you'd already got. Or get him to give you another. ”
“No. It's not that simple. His sperm count is so low; we'd need repeated samples to select a suitable candidate. I'm sure your husband would be more than suspicious if I kept asking for more samples. ”
“What about an anonymous donor.

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   Don't they have sperm banks these days?”
“Yes, but it's expensive, and being as you're married; your husband's permission would be required. ”
“Couldn't I get it done without Jim knowing?”

“Legally, no. But if you have access to the right amount of money, almost anything is possible. ”
Sadly I said,
“I don't. I know we are quite well off. But I have no money of my own. Jim lets me spend what I like, but he always goes through our bank statements asking what everything is and what it's for. Not that he has ever refused or worried about how much or what I spend the money on. But I couldn't spend twenty pounds without Jim knowing. How much would I need?”
“I'm sorry, my bills can be lost in what your husband pays me, but it would take at least ten thousand, maybe more. ”
I took in a sharp intake of breath, and he said,
“Yes. I know it sounds a lot. But if something is undertaken clandestinely, it always bumps up the price. ”

After a minute or so of silence, he said,
“You could always approach the father of your first child. ”
Horror struck me,
“Oh no.

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   God forbid. ”
“I see. Well in truth I don't see. I still don't understand why if he isn't a lover, you didn't pursue a conviction for rape?”
“Please. I don't want to talk about it. Other than to say no way do I ever want to even see those men again. ”

Again there was a few minutes silence, and then an idea sprung into my head,
“You could do it. ”
“Me? What? You mean have sex with you?"
"Yes. "
"You know I can't. ”
“Why not? It makes sense. I trust you. You already know the shameful secret about my Harold. ”
“I'm sorry. As much as I'd love to say yes to you, if I was to do something like that, it would loose me my licence to practice. ”
“No doctor.


   You'd only loose your licence if anyone found out. If you don't help me, I'm in danger of loosing my marriage. I'm begging you. ”
“I'm sorry my dear, it's so unethical, I couldn't consider it. "
“How is it any more unethical than what you've already done today? You must have felt something for me, to have gone against your principles and told me what you've done. And it can't be unethical to help me get my Jim closer to me. There are lots of things you could teach me. Things from that book you gave me. It wouldn't be being unfaithful; it would be therapy. ”

There was silence for quite a few minutes this time. I felt he wanted to say something, but I feared it was again to refuse. I dropped off the bed onto the floor, and on my knees in front of him. And with my hands clasped together as in prayer, I said,
“Please, I'm begging you. Without your help, I know my marriage will fail. And once we've made our baby, I promise never again to compromise you or ever to ask you for anything.

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He took hold of my hands, and as he helped me back to my feet,
“Come on get up. I will help you, but god help me. ”
“God will bless you. And if he doesn't, I know I will. I'll bless you and be so grateful, I'll be your slave and let you treat me as you would a dog. ”
“Don't do that. You're a woman, and I'm helping you as a patient. Don't ever demean yourself like that again. ”
“I'm sorry. I just want you to know, this means everything to me. ”

And so it started, the first time was very impassionate, especially on his part, almost a mechanical process. I don't mean it wasn't nice, he licked my pussy, and he fucked hard and cum up inside me. But as much as he aroused me, I could tell he wasn't at ease with what he was doing, he was on edge all the while. And then when it was over, we sat and he filled in his diary, booking me in for three mornings every week for the next four weeks. That is Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.

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   But when he arrived for the first Friday liaison, I asked him if being as we would be being so intimate, if he would help me with my training in the art of pussy control. This he agreed to, and so the muscular control I'd gained with the ‘Jade Egg' was slowly being put to use. Nothing of note happened that first time, but over the weeks to come, we developed a bond. Not love, and not just a doctor treating his patient. And it definitely wasn't just lust or sex for sex's sake. But he did gradually become comfortable with the relationship, and the things he taught me, were invaluable in my relationship with Jim.

Speaking of Jim, on that first Friday, the session I had with the doctor lasted until Jim arrived home late on Friday afternoon. And when Jim arrived, the doctor was able to tell him that the results of all the tests he'd carried out on me had proved positive,
“And it's my opinion, that the delay in conception is just a kind of tension. I've seen it hundreds of times, I guess after the first one coming so easy, you were both so desperate to make a second child, it sometimes affects things. My recommendation is to just take things easy, have your normal marital relations, but not to think of it as making a baby, just do what comes naturally. You'll see, in no time, you'll be phoning me to ask me to check her over because she's missed her period. ”
I noticed, that although he'd said my results were ok, he hadn't mentioned the results of Jim's sperm. And I'd expected Jim to pick-up on this, and ask. But I guess Jim never for one second thought the fault could lie in his camp, and his response was typically male,
“That was what I thought. But she's always so insistent we do it every night, I think its like you say, she's so hung-up on getting the second child, and it's affecting her fertility.


“Well from now on, my advice to you both is just relax and let nature take its course. ”
So after just a few more civilities, the doctor was shown out, and Jim and I were alone.

As we both sat in the snug together Jim said,
“What say we go out to a club tonight?”
“Yes, that would be great. But aren't you forgetting something?”
“I haven't had my usual cuddle yet. You haven't gone off me, have you?”
He came across and we kissed and cuddled, and then he said,
“Ok, I've just got some calls to make. You might as well start getting yourself ready. We can dine out, and make a full night of it. ”
“I see. So does that mean that's all I'm getting?”
“I thought. I mean, you heard the doctor. It's better not to go at it so often. Let's just do it when the mood takes us. ”
I felt like saying I was in the mood now, but I could tell Jim wasn't really interested. So from that I guessed some secretary or factory girl had already taken the edge off his ardour.

We did make love twice that weekend, but it was the sex with the doctor that I was pinning my hopes for a new baby on.

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   And of those sex sessions with the doctor, all I can say is they become ever more passionate, and the things he taught me I could never have found out without his help. Needless to say, my next period didn't arrive, so this liaison was short but very sweet. Jim was over the moon to know he was once again to be a dad, and as last time, the pregnancy went its full course without complications. And now we had the most beautiful of daughters; Charity. And compared with Harold, she was a little dot, being born at seven pounds two ounces. And from the day Mr Gresham checked me over after her birth, and confirmed everything was in order, we never met again. And so we've now come full circle, and I'm back to where my story began, explaining to Charity how I'd used the ‘Jade Egg', and how I believed this had turned my marriage around.

You might be wondering why I think my new found sexual ability had brought an end to my Jim's womanising. Well it was on a visit to our London home, some six months after our Charity was born, that Mrs Lang our cleaning lady took me to one side, and whilst we were on our own she said,
“Well was I right or what?”
“I'm sorry, what do you mean?”
“Your Jim, he isn't sleeping around any more. ”
“What? Are you saying he never brings girls back here now?”
“Not here or anywhere. I told you having his own family would settle him down. ”
“But just because you haven't seen any girls coming back here, doesn't mean he isn't still flirting around. It just means he's being more careful. ”

“No lass, my Freddy is quite close to your Jim now, Jim has promoted him, and the two of them pal-up and go to a lot of different trade events together. And my Freddy says it's been nearly a year now since he saw your Jim taking a woman back to his room.

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“Really? Are you saying he's stopped flirting altogether?”
“Well no, apparently, he's still a ladies man as far as chatting them up and being the centre of attention. But according to my Freddy, he then blows them out. Freddy says your Jim reckons you, or as he puts it, ‘his own pussy, is so much better quality than any of the London snatch'. But I think that's just male talk. He wouldn't want to admit to another man, he's now grown up and feeling family ties. But what ever it is, it looks like he's a changed man. ”

So now my story is over, as I said at the beginning, I hope you don’t judge me too harshly.

Thanks for reading, and please feel free to email me at Lord_John_Thomas@hotmail. com
It is only the feedback from readers that make the effort of writing worthwhile, and I will answer all mail received (eventually).


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