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Purely fictional but based loosely on a nosey couple that used to live down the road.
Cyril was in his mid seventies he was a retired Civil Servant and had lived in his modest semi with his wife Margeret or Madge as he called her for 40 odd years. Madge was a retired school teacher.
They lived a good but modest life Cyril was always careful with the pennies and wouldnt spend anymore thsn he needed to.
The house was always clean and tidy but stuck in a 70s timewarp, even Cyrils car was 30 years old which he bought nearl new back in 1990.
Cyril still had hair, well whisps of silver that he used to comb over to convince himself he wasnt bald. Madge still had a fairly good figure for a lady in her 70s she watched what she ate and went for walks regularly but wore the trousers in the household.
Richard and Silvia next door were selling up and moving to Suffolk theyd been neighbours and friends for over 30 years, it was a sad day for Cyril and Madge when the removal lorry pulled off the drive. A kiss and a shake of the hand and a promise of a visit had ended their relationship.
A few days later while pottering around in his front garden a new BMW pulled onto next doors drive playing loud, what Cyril called "that new disco music"
Cyril stood up and leant on his broom.
The new neighbours Steve and Karen had arrived.
Steve jumped out clocking Cyril and came over to the fence
Morning im Steve and this is Karen
Karen the new neighbours.
Steve was 30 ish, tall, handsome and looked like he puts the hours in at the gym.
Karen stepped out of the car, she was in her late 20s, beautiful face and a body to die for, Cyril nearly dropped his broom.
Steve reached out a hand, Cyril hardly noticing was glued to Karen
Morning im Cyril my wife Margeret is up the shops i expect she'll get to meet you later.
Karen reached out a perectly manicured hand to Cyril
Hi
Nice to meet you, young lady.
Right babe wed better get in and get sorted.
Wheres all your stuff enquired Cyril its not in the boot of your car is it chuckling.
No the removal lorry should be here any minute.
We'll see you in a bit.
Bye
Bye now.
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5 minutes later Steve came rushing out of the house jumped in his car and reversed off the drive just moments before the removals lorry had pulled up, Steve motioned them to reverse onto the drive, as he walked back into the house he turned and winked at Cyril.
Cyril had forgotten his gardening chores and leant on his broom watching the drama in front of him.
The lorry reversed, 2 young men jumped out, undid the back doors and prepared the tail lift.
Suddenly Karen appeared at the open front door eccited to see her stuff arrive, she looked over at nosey Cyril and gave a little wave.
Cyrils heart melted, he smiled and waved back. Katen stood at the doorstep playing with her hair watching the 2 young removal guys unloading furniture
Wheres this going love?
Oh just put it in the living room for now we'll sort it.
As the lads came back out of the house, they both nudged each other and pulled faces, Cyril was in earshot of them
I know where id like to put it, he heard one of the lads saying, he knew they were referring to Karen.
All of a sudden
Cyril what are you doing?
Stop being so nosey
It was the wife, she was back from shopping, Cyril refused to take her half a mile up the road to the supermarket in his car
A waste of fuel he would say and she wouldnt be fully warmed up by the time we got there.
Stop gawping and come and give me a hand with these bags.
Cyril did as he was told and went in to help unload the shopping.
What are the new neighbours like?
Very nice
What do they do for a living?
I dont know i havent asked must be good with a car like that
Oh Cyril your useless
Well one things for sure theyre both into their fitness by the look of them.
Well we'll let them settle in and we will go around later and properly introduce ourselves
Ok dear.
Later that day with a bottle of wine and a card Cyril and Madge popped next door.
They rang the bell and Steve answered
Evening , please come in, forgive the mess
Oh dont worry
They walked into the living room dodging furniture and boxes marked Living Room spelt in felt tip.
You must forgive my husband hes terrible with names let me introduce ourselves
Im Margaret and this is Cyril
Please to meet our new neighbours im Steve and karens just upstairs she'll be down in a minute.
Sorry we cant offer you a tea or coffee we havent unpacked everything and to be honest we cant find tbe kettle at the moment.
Oh dont worry said Margaret handing him the bottle
Steve looked down at the lable
Oh lovely thats very kind of you
Steve could see it was a very cheap bottle of supermarkets own brand Pinot, Margarets budget of "No more than 5 pounds" from Cyrils instruction ringing in her ears.
They sat down where they could, Cyril looked across at Margaret who was admiring the handsome Steve in his white shirt and smart trousers, he could see he was eye candy for her.
They heard karen running down the stairs and came into the living room.
Karen had changed into a T-shirt and figure hugging lycra leggings, Cyrils eyes were drawn immediately to Karens protruding nipples.
This is Karen
Margaret got up and shook her hand
Cyril sat just staring at her
Cyril put your tongue away said Margaret embarrassingly.
Oh oh sorry er yes Im Cyril and got up and shook her hand, still drooling over Karens lovely tits.
Half an hour of small talk established Steve was a manager for an IT firm and Karen worked in an office as a finance officer as well as a part time fitness instructor.
Time was getting on and Cyril and Margaret left them to sort their belongings out.
They seem like a nice young couple dont they?
Oh ye
Well when you could take your eyes of her chest
What do you mean?
You...it was embarrassing you were talking to her breasts more than her face
I wasnt
Yes you were she didnt know where to look.
Well you were looking at him, well hes a handsome man at least i wasnt drooling over him.
Cyril had been drooling infact his cock which hadnt seen action for years had been twitching next door at the sight of Karen
Meanwhile on the otherside of the wall.
What do you reckon love to our neighbours
Yeah tbeyre ok, she seems nice
Yeah he likes your tits doesnt he?
Yeah i know
Christ he couldnt keep his eyes off them
Do you fancy old Cyril then? Steve laughed
Oh yeah, Coventrys answer to George Clooney
They both fell about laughing. Tbc
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A few days later Steve and Karen had got a bit more sorted and were out in the back garden, Steve putting up a new retractable washing line.
Between the hedge and the fence separating their gardens there was a small gap of broken fence that Sylvias grandson had done whilst olaying a rigourous game of football with his grandad, it also came inhandy when Cyril wanted to know what next door were upto.
Morning Steven shouted Cyril
Steve nearly fell off the ladders, he turned around to see where the voice had come from
Cyril...Cyril is that you?
Yes
Where..where, then Steve spotted Cyril leering in from halfway down the hedge.
All of a sudden Karen apleared holding two mugs of coffee, oblivious to seeing Cyril.
Havent you done that yet?
Bloody thing hasnt come with any instructions
Cant be that difficult to put up surely? Your bloody useless at DIY.
And handed him his coffee.
Cyril being as tight as an otters pocket, had got used to doing all or most of the maintenance work on the house and in his own words was "Was quite a dab hand at DIY" plus he wanted to impress the beautiful Karen offered his services.
I say Steve!!!
Karen nearly dropped her mug, what the f...
I know love its Cyril hes in that gap in the hedge
Oh morning Cyril you ok?
Cyril gawped at Karen in a little silk dressing gown and bare legs he nearly fell through the hedge.
I say Steve if you need a hand getting that up!!
They both sniggered
I know what hed like to get uo
Stop it Steve and tapoed him playfully on his leg.
Cyril, Steves hopeless at DIY if its not too much trouble.
Cyril couldnt move fast enough and went into his shed or man cave as he referred to it and came out looking like one of the A team, cordless drill, screwdriver and toolbelt, and made his way around to next door.
He got to the back garden
Would you like a tea or coffee Cyril said Karen
A tea would be lovely my dear, strong with 2 sugars please, Cyrils eyes followed Karens legs through the patio door and into the house.
Right young man we'll have this up in no time
Steve could see the slight bulge in Cyrils trousers that it was halfway up already.
Steve footed the ladder as Cyril climbed, Karen apoeared with another mug her face inches from Cyrils waist.
Sorry about this Cyril, if only i had a real man about the house...
Cyrils drill slipped on the wall, his cock twitching.
No problem no problem at all my dear.
Cyril put the washing line up and expertly showed them how it worked.
Thank you so much Cyril how much do we owe you? Said Karen
Dont be silly
If Steve was living there alone Cyril would have worked out the hourly rate
Are you sure Cyril? Feel terrible asking you.
Look if you need any jobs doing anything at all call round, you dont want to be paying tradesman prices
Oh thats sweet of you and Karen gave him a peck on the cheek.
Cyril was in there, his cock was now stirring even more so when Karen went into the house and came out with a laundry basket full of lace knickers, g strings and pretty laced large bras.
Cyril forgot himself thinking he was still home and picked up a pair of sexy white knickers do you want me to hang these out for you?
Er no..no
Karen snatched them back off him
No its ok we can manage.
Oh forgive me, i always put our washing out thats all.
Ok well id better get back.
Well thanks again Cyril youve been a great help.
Cyril made his way back to next door.
He likes you laughed Steve
For one moment i thought he was going to sniff those knickers
Oh Steve dont
He had a hard on!!!
He didnt...when?
When he was up the ladder watching you in that dressing gown
He didnt?
He did
How do you know?
Well my face was right by it holding the ladder
Hes got the hots for you alright, i think we can have a little fun with old Cyril
Karen giggled and blushed..mmmmm..tbc
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Cyril returned back to his shed and replaced the tools into their righful places, his mind still on Karen, he looked out of the shed door to see that Margaret wasnt around closed the door and locked it, Even though Margaret never ever went in his shed Cyril had put a lock inside the door to hide away on occasions and this was one occasion.
He sat down in his chair hed put in there and opened the bottom drawer of his mothers old sideboard hed aquired and didnt throw out.
In the bottom drawer he lifted out a heavy metal tool box and an old briefcase that was locked just in case Madge would ever pry.
He took a small key from a tin off the top shelf and unlocked his old briefcase.
His heart raced as he fumbled inside to his stash of eighties porno mags.
When Cyril used to commute by train to the city hed stop at the little a newsagent kiosk to buy the financial times and a packet of mints and every now and then when the mood took him a copy of razzle or penthouse would be discretely removed from the top shelf, discretely slid under his paper and purchased.
Cyril opened up a copy of razzle, there on the third page was a girl that looked a bit like Karen.
His cock started to grow and he fumbled for his zip fly and pulled his cock through the hole in his y-fronts.
He sat there stroking his cock as he ogled the pictures of the lovely Sheena, lying on a bed in white lingerie similar to Karens the black patch of pubic hair contrasting with her golden skin. His finger ran over her lovely large breasts thinking how Karens would look and feel.
He turned the page, his breathing getting faster, Sheena was now on all fours, arse in the air her her fingers parting the little pink folds of skin of her pussy, her other fingers inside her mouth, eyes closed.
Cyrils hand went faster on his now wet hard cock, he was panting, looking at Karens (Sheenas) beautiful body.
Ohhhh my he moaned as he ejaculated it didnt take much these days for Cyril to get excited and cum trickled from the end of his cock down his hand and onto the front of his trousers.
He could hear Margaret in the garden
Cyril....Cyril..where are you?
Cyril jumped up, quickly put the magazine back in the briefcase and shoved it back in the drawer, no time to lock it
He quickly put his flacid cock back in his trousers, looking down at the wet patch on tbe front, he quickly unlocked the door and peered around it
Yes Dear
There you are ive been calling you, what are you doing in there? Your face is all red.
Oh just sorting some tools out
Well i need you for a minute
Cyril thought he was going to have a heart attack
Ok Dear just finish off here then ill be in.
Margaret wandered back into the house
Phew that was close thought Cyril
He pulled the briefcase back out locked it, checked it and placed it back, put the tool box ontop and closed the drawer and put the key back in the tin. He reached for the kitchen roll he kept on the shelf and tried to wipe the cum off the front of his trousers, it was no good however much he tried the patch still showed hed have to blag it.tbc
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Cyril wandered into the house.
Madge?
Im up here
Cyril wandered upstairs
Margaret was in the bedroo
Here!!
Margaret holding on end of the duvet cover
Cyril grabbed the otherside trying to hide the patch from Margaret.
He helped her put the cover on and looked out of the window.
Karen was on tiptoe hanging her underwear on the line
Cyril was in a daze, there were, bras, and skimpy knickers and G strings being hung up, Cyrils cock was begining to harden again
The lovely Karens cleavage was on full view with her stretching up and Cyril was getting an eyeful.
Cyril...
Cyril shouted Margaret
Oh yes Dear
The buttons!!!
Oh yes sorry
Cyril helped button up the cover
Margaret walked to the window to see what Cyril was so interested in.
What were you looking at?
Oh just seeing that their washing line was holding up i fitted it for them about half an hour ago.
Hmmm likely story, looking at her underwear more likely
Nno nnno..Cyril stuttered
Margaret laughed.
Margaret left the bedroom and went downstairs, Cyril gazed out of the window watching Karen
While pegging out one of her bras Karen looked up
Cyril darted behind the curtain
His heart going again
Oh god i think she might have seen me.
Karen smiled to herself, she knew Cyril had been watching her
Cyril tentatively peered around the curtain
Karen had now picked up the clothes basket, placed it under her arm, which pushed her tits up even more and wandered back up the garden.
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Steve...Steve!!!
Just aught that old perv next door watching me hanging out my knickers just now
Noooo...Really?
Yeah he was watching me, when i looked up at their window he darted behind tbe curtains.
Told you didnt I?
Old Cyril fancies you
Steve cupped Karens breasts over her top and squeezes them
He wants to play with these puppies
Oh Steve dont ...i feel quite sorry for him
Sorry for him?..hes leering at you from his window...hey bet he was playing with himself behind the curtain
Stop it!!
Bet his little cock was hard watching these bounce up and down bet hed love to play and suck on them.
Steves thumbs glided over her nipples they were getting hard
Karen let out a little moan
Mmm bet hed love to be sucking these.
Karen pulled back..dont say that with a wry smile and went off upstairs.
Steve could see Karen was flattered by Cyrils attention and possibly getting turned on by it he himself was turned on by the fact an old man would be wanking over his wife.
Steve thought for a minute..we'll have to step this up a gear.
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Religously every sunday if its dry Cyril would wash his car even though it was hardly used so was never dirty it was Cyrils hour away from Madge.
He nipped into his garage and got out the car wash kit of bucket, sponge and a bottle of turtle wash/wax and his trusty chamois.
Steve and Karen had just finshed tbeir morning run and ran onto their drive as Cyril was carrying his bucket to his car, he nearly dropped it when he saw Karen in her tight running gear and sweat patches under boobs and on her back, Steve all sweaty rubbed his face with his T- shirt showing his abs and toned physique.
Morning Cyril
Oh..er morning
They went into the house, did you see him, his eyes were on stalks.
Cyril soaked the sponge and started on his car.
Karen get changed ive got an idea
What?
Put a T-shirt on, no bra and a pair of shorts on
Why?
Just do it i want to see Cyrils face
And do what?
Your gonna wash the car
What?
But we never wash the car you take it to that carwash by your work!!!
I know but i want to see Cyrils reaction, see if he does like you.
Oh god!!
Just do it.
Karen went upstairs and changed into a tight pink T-shirt and short sports shorts.
Steve got the hosereel from the garage and plugged it into the outside tap.
I feel stupid
You look amazing just go out and hose the car down ill get a bucket and sponge, think weve got an old one in the garage.
Karen stepped out feeling nervous it looked so obvious.
Cyril didnt see her at first he was round the otherside of the car.
Steve ran upstairs and looked out of the front bedroom window.
Karen turned on the hose and aimed it at the car, the force was that strong the water hit the front of the car, bounced back and showered her in cold water.
Karen screamed, Cyril jumped up from behind his car to see what was going on.
Karen had managed to control the hose and aimed it at the winscreen.
Steve was watching Cyril. Cyril nearly dropped his sponge, a vision of beauty stood before him in a soaken T-shirt, her breasts now visible and nipples like chapel hat pegs,her tanned smoothe legs wet.
Steve watched as Cyril lowered himself out of side and watched her through his car windows.
Karen looked back at the house, Steve tapped the window and she looked up, Steve put his thumb up.
Steve gestered that she should sexy it up a bit more.
Karen bent over to spray the wheels, her shorts barely covering her arse.
Cyrils cock was hard and he looked around to see if the neighbours or indeed Margaret was watching him..tnc
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Cyrils cock was pressing against his trousers as karens wet boobs jiggled under her T-shirt hed have to go and relieve himself.
Steve goading Karen on more.
Karen called out Cyril...Cyril
Cyril knew he couldnt hide anymore came out from behind his car
Oh Cyril im having trouble with my hose you couldnt come and have a look could you?
Karen stood there, water pissing out of the end, her hair soaked and T-shirt virtually see through.
Cyril couldnt hide the bulhe in his trousers came rushing over to this damsel in distress.
Steve normally does this sort of thing but i csnt seem to switch it off.
Cyril jumped into action taking the hose from her hand and brushing her boob at the same time and twisted the end to stop the flow.
Oh your wonderful..thankyou
Karen was now resting the hose between her boobs as if she was giving Steve a tit wank, the hose end inches from her mouth.
No problem at all my dear stuttered Cyril.
His cock was nearly exploding he headed off down the side of the house to the back garden and the sanctuary of his shed to relieve himself.
Karen looked up and Steve who was laughing and gave her the ok sign deep sea divers give each other.
Karen came into the house and headed for the kitchen dripping wet, she grabbed a towel and dried her hair.
Steve came in
Fucking hell babe that was brilliant did you see him
Yes he touched my boob as well
Really?
Yeah didnt you see him when he grabbed the hose?
No
Tje dirty old perv
He sure got a view, i was getting a hard on watching you.
Oh were you now? What looking at these, karen lifted her top and her large wet boobs bobbed out from under her T-shirt. Tbc
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This story has got me hard just like old Cyril |
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Steve took her by the hand, led her upstairs and fucked her senseless on the bed.
After an hour of rigorous lovemaking they both collapsed on the bed.
You know i think we ought to get to know our neighbours a bit better suggested Steve
Why what do you mean?
Why dont we invite them round for dinner? You always do a great spread for friends
Yeah but theyre old, theyre not going to eat spicy stuff are they?
Well we'll do a roast then im sure Cyrils a meat and two veg type of guy
Not the way hes ogling my boobs he isnt and they both laughed.
Karen arranged it with next door for the following sunday evening.
The doorbell rang and Margaret and Cyril stood there 15 mins earlier than arranged with another cheap bottle of this time red wine.
We'd thought this would go with the beef uttered Cyril.
Oh lovely look forward to that, come on in Karens just changing upstairs.
They walked in and sat on the sofa
So can i get you both a drink?
Er ill have a cup of tea if thsts ok
Sure!
Cyril?
Oh what have you got?
Weve got lager,cider, spirits
Have you got any ?
Coke? Steve looked bemused
Yeah weve got
Ill jave a small whisky and then please?
Right coming right up.
Steve went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. Karen appeared, she looked sexy as hell in a figure hugging little black dress, low cut at the front for Cyril just as Steve had suggested.
Bloody hell you'll finish him off dressed like that.
Karen smiled
You do Cyrils drink ill do Madges.
Whats he having?
Whisky and , go easy on the
Karen poured his drink and they both went into the lounge.
Evening both
Cyril nearly dropped to the floor
Karen bent down to give Cyril his drink showing him plenty of cleavage.
Put your tongue away Cyril, snapped Margaret in a condescending tone.
Honestly anyone would have thought youd never seen a female before.
Karen laughed, here you go Cyril.
Cyrils shaking hands recieved the glass.
Something smells nice Karen,
Thank you Madge its ready to serve up whenever your ready and they made their way to the dining room table.
Steve had set the table and had put Cyril next to karen, he sat opposite next to Madge.
Cyril had noticed his bottle of wine had been replaced on the table by something a bit more expensive.
Karen served up and they tucked in.
The evening was going well they all seemed to get on like a house on fire.
Steve noticed Cyril knocking back the vino and getting a little tiddly.
After Cyrils little brush with Karens chest a few days ago, Steve thought it only fair to have a little game and dared Karen to touch up Cyril at some point in the evening, either alone or 10 points in front of Margaret.
Karen poured a glass of water and sipped it and looked at Steve, she put the glass down in front of Cyril.
She reached over to the vegetable dish
Anyone for more vegetables?
Before anyone answered her elbow struck the glass tipping it over and the water poured straight into Cyrils lap.
Cyril gssped as the cold water hit his crotch.
Oh god im so sorry!
Quick let me get a knapkin
Cyril stood up, he looked like hed pissed himself.
Karen grabbed a knapkin and started to wipe the front of Cyrils trousers.
Steve looked on in wonder as his gorgeous wife was effectively stroking Cyrils cock...genius.
Margaret got up
Its fine Karen dont worry, he can do that
She'd noticed Cyril was really enjoying it and a slight bulge in his trousers testified it.
Steve looked at Karen, winked and gave her the ok sign again and mouthed...t e n p o i n t s!
Karen responded
Hes hard!!!
Cyril carried on wiping his crotch.
Im really sorry both said Karen pretending to be distraut.
Its fine really, accidents happen its only water...tbc
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As the night wore on and Cyrils trousers had dried although he still felt damp down there after Karens expert hand had woken up his slumbering manhood, Steve asked if they knew a local plumber.
Why whats up? asked Cyril
Well its the sink in the kitchen its dripping underneath, i dont know anything about pipework.
Cyril went to get up, Karen placed a hand on his thigh.
No Cyril we didnt mean for you to do it. It was another game Steve had planned and he knew Cyril would be up for it.
He doesnt mind at all do you dear?
It keeps him busy and he feels hes helping someone said Madge again be littleing him.
Well that really good of you we feel awful dont we Steve? Keep asking you to do our chores
No problem at all uttered Cyril, finding it hard to focus.
Weve got a bucket underneath to catch the drips so its ok.
We'll ill come round tomorrow then.
Oh brill, Steves at work and im on a half day but ive got a gym class to take at 9 ill be back for about quarter past 10.
The trap was set.
The next morning Cyril all excited about his knight in shining armour to the beautiful damsel in distress next door, got up early and watched Steve reverse off the drive, 5 minutes later there she was the gorgeous Karen in her gym gear, holding a sports bag walking up the road to the gym.
Cyril got dressed and made his way down to the shed, he unlocked it went inside and got the tools he thought he needed and paused.
In his sexual excited state at the thought of being alone with Karen later the urge came over him and he locked the door, got the key and pulled out his old briefcase again.
He unlocked it and pulled the stssh of magazines out again.
Cyril had got to know his stash like an old friend and his trembling fingers pulled out a copy of Penthouse. one of his favourites.
He thumbed to page 11, "Chloe from Chicago" did it for him she reminded him of Nancy the new understudy who was put into his experienced hands at his office.
He liked Nancy very much and would often make excuses to get her into his office alone for a friendly grope, till she suddenly left, got transferred apparently.
He thumbed the pages,revealing Chloe sitting at a desk in a sexy secretary outfit, her dark hair tied up and thick framed glasses and with each page became a different stage of undress till shes lying naked except for black stockings and suspenders on the desk seductively sucking the tip of a fountain pen, her glasses removed and long dark wavy hair hanging down from the edge of tbe desk.
Cyril takes his now hard cock out and begins to wank, muttering Nancy, lovely Nancy. Soon enough his hand stops and a pool of white cum emerges from the end of his cock.
Cyril cleans himself up with the kitchen roll, puts his rude magazines back in the briefcase and hides it away, he picks up his tools and goes back into the house and makes himself a cup of tea and waits for 10am to arrive.
Steve gets to work makes himself a coffee and writes 10-11 booked under Pod 2 on the wall board.
He carries his laptop to the little office and slides the words Do Not, on the disturb meeting in progress sign on the door, closes the door puts his coffee down and plugs his laptop in and opens it up. His expert fingers tap a few keys and suddenly hes looking into his kitchen at home and specifically the sink, he takes a sip of coffee and waits...tbc
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Cyril will be back in his wank shed now! |
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Its just gone ten and Karen arrives back home to find an eager Cyril standing at the front door.
Morning Cyril
Oh morning Karen, i did ring tbe doorbell but obviously you werent in
I know i did say around 10.15, Karen was hot and bothered from her workout.
She opened the door and let them both in.
Do you want a cupoa before you start?
Oh lovely
Steve watched as Karen filled the kettle.
Im gonna go and have a shower now ive put a tea bag in and tbe milks in the fridge and sugars there, pointing to the cannisters on tbe work top.
As Karen went off, Steve noticed Cyril rubbing the front of his trousers as he watched Karen walking off.
The dirty old letch, whispered Steve giggling.
Steves mobile rang
Morning sexy hes touching himself as we speak!
Steve im worried
Why?
Well being here on my own with him i know hes probably harmless but he is creepy.
Look love dont worry im watching all the time plus hes our next door neighbour hes hardly going to do anything is he?
I suppose not
Just act natural, if he asks about the laptop tell him your just doing a bit of work from home and got to send some emails.
Oh hes opening the cupboard door now under the sink.
Ok bye love you
Love you too.
Cyril opened the cupboard to find a bucket half filled with waste water and all the pipework taken apart.
Karen undresses and jumps into the shower wondering how this morning would go she was nervously excited knowing Steve would be watching.
She finishes in tbe shower dries herself puts deodorant on and puts her tightest underwired bra on and a little black thong, she wraps a towel around her wet hair and puts a tiny silk dressing gown on that just about covers her modesty and makes her way downstairs to the kitchen.
Have you found the problem Cyril?
Cyril was on all fours, his head inside the cupboard, he turned round to see Karen and banged his head on the cupboard door.
Steve started laughing.
Cyril mumbled i think the seals gone i dont think ive got one here but im sure theres one in my shed, Keren bent down to take a look at the seal in Cyrils hand.
Cyril looked straight down her cleavage he was a bumblimg mess.
Oh this little thing Karen said sexily, where does this go then Cyril? licking her lips
Erm...erm on the end of that erm pipe.
Oh i cant see from here let me take a closer look.
Cyril scrambled off the floor and stood up
Karen got on all fours and stuck her head in the cupboard, her arse was in the air and all that covered her pussy and arse was a thin layer of black material.
Cyrils cock went hard instantly, even Steve was in awe, he got off his seat opened the frosted office door slightly to see if anyone in the office was near, closed the door, turned the latch and sat back down, unzipped the fly of his trousers and pulled his cock out which was starting to harden.
No i dont know where you mean Cyril
Cyril could hardly control himself he fumbled for the waste pipe and showed karen
Karen stood up took the trembling pipe from his hand
Ohh it goes on the end of here does it?
What slides on like this?
Karen began to imitate wanking the pipe and looking into Cyrils eyes
Cyril could feel the cold wet patch of pre cum in his Y-fronts.
She took the rubber seal out of Cyrils hand and slid it over the pipe.
Oh that doesnt feel tight Cyril does it?
Karen was acting far greater than Steve could have hoped for she was like a porn star.
Steves cock was now hard and he was wanking under the table trying to be as quiet as possible.
Does it need lubricating do you think Cyril?
Er..er.er no you dont lubricate them
Oh silly me, i thought any pipe that went into a tight hole needed some sort of lubrication.
Erm...erm ill go and try and find that seal
Cyril shot off trying to hide his erection and wet patch.
Karen walked over to the lap top, pressed a key and Steve appeared.
Fuck me that was so sexy
Did you like?
Too right
You playing with your cock?
What do you think?
In the office?
No im in a little room on my own
Show me babe?
Steve stood up his cock springing off the edge of the desk
Mmmm wank it for me
Karen watched as Steve wanked over her
She cupped her breasts shoving them into the lens of the laptops camera.
She was getting turned on
Cyrils got a hard on
Yeah i know
Hundred points if you can get it out
Yeah like thats ever going to happen
Well thats the challenge
No way!!!
Shhh i think hes coming back!!
See you in a bit, Karen pressed another key and the screen went onto a screenshot of them two on a beach somewhere exotic.tbc
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Cyril came back with a new seal in his hand his breathing deep and heavy
You alright Cyril? Asked Karen with her gown virtually open , Looks like youve been running a marathon.
Cyrils eyes focused on karens voluptous tits.
She took the seal from his hand and tried to place it over the pipe.
Oh Cyril i think this hole thing is too tight, im trying to get this pipe thing into the hole but its too tight.
Cyrils hands trembled as he took the pipe and slid the seal onto it.
Ooh Cyril your good with your hands lets see if this slides nicely now,
Karen began again wanking the pipe her hand not even on the seal, Cyril gazed at her hands like a child watching a magic trick.
Show me where your going to put it Cyril
Put it?
The pipe of course
Oh oh yes erm
Cyril got back on the floor, he laid on his back with his head inside the cuoboard
Karen stood and straddling him looked into the now open plug hole of the sink, with the trap removed she could see Cyrils face looking up at her.
She moved forward and watched as Cyril trying to get the pipe on was actually looking up under her little silky gown.
He could see her firm toned thighs and a little black triangle of material covering her pussy.
It turned her on knowing she was being watched by two men.
Let me see you sticking it up Cyril she purred.
Steve was ready to cum and shot a bead of semen over the desk and his lap top .
Karen knelt down straddling Cyril, her crotch over his she held onto the edge of the sink, her pussy lightly rubbing over the bulge in his trousers.
Cyril couldnt concentrate and dropped the pipe onto his head a few times
Butter fingers whispered Karen
She slowly rocked back and forth her pussy being stimulated by Cyrils clthed cock.
She couldnt quite stifle little moans coming from her mouth
Are you there yet Cyril?
Oh erm erm nearly
She could feel how hard his cock was beneath her, she knew how turned on he was too.
Do you want a hand Cyril?
That was it Cyril had cum in his pants.
Oh oh erm can i use your bathroom.tbc
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Great story hope there’s more to come |
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Excellent story, can't wait for next stage. |
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Brilliant writing…am hard and giggling at the same time !  |
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The women opposite me plays with her dildo and makes sure I watch as her d*unken hubby sits downstairs |
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Brilliant please carry on |
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