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 No show.”
Roger found himself feeling sorry for them. They must have been really excited and then having been let down like that must have been a crushing experience. He secretly hoped they had better look next time as he logged out and hurried off to work.
Rogers lucky in that his job affords him a degree of flexibility and so he found himself on several occasions throughout the day commiting more time to writing. A stolen 10 minutes whenever he had the chance. By the time he got home that evening chapter three was complete. His wife wasn’t due home for 2 hours so he proof read before logging in to fab to post part 3.
His profile views were up to 96. He had 6 more messages and when he opened the forum there were 80 comments.
He quickly posted part 3 and then changed out of his suit and relaxed to read the latest comments, smiling at each. Still more men were commenting that they would have messaged, but couldn’t. Roger decided to change his mail filter and removed the block. ‘I can always block it again, if it’s like last time.’ Then he went back to the comments.
He took the time to read the profiles of all the woman and couples who’d commented. Roger wasn’t looking for single men but he was still looking for some NSA fun with couples or woman and maybe this was a better way to find like minded people he could connect with? He obviously looked at the pictures and found himself fabbing a number of them. The readers of his stories were sexy people and soon his cock was craving some attention.
Roger search for some NSA fun was having an effect on his marriage already. He was hornier than ever and best of all his wife seemed to appreciate it. Their routine was changed, no longer slaves to tradition Rogers desire was infectious and that night they made love on the settee. There’s nothing outrageous about that but Roger couldn’t remember when they’d last had sex outside the bedroom. It was a start.
Each day for a week Roger found the time in his busy, but flexible, days to pen another chapter. Each evening he read the comments. By the end of the week 2 threads had already been closed for too many comments and his story approached the end on the third thread.
He also got messages from men as well as woman and couples and those were fortunately nothing like that first days messages. One or two of the men, woman and couples he was soon messaging frequently. After initial short messages to encourage more writing some soon started to feel more like friends. None were close enough to consider trying to meet but still this gave Roger more hope that erotic stories may be the best way of finding those closer by who he could clique with.
Each day he'd also check the local updates. The young couple were quiet for 4 days but on day 5 they posted another update “Wish us luck”
Silently Roger did, and hoped they wouldn’t be disappointed again.
First thing in the morning Roger logged into fab. He didn’t check his messages or comments but instead went to the local updates. He didn’t know why but he was desperate to know if the young couple managed to embark on their adventure into swinging.
Immediately he felt dejected for them. It was silly he knew but reading “Another tinewaster” made him feel sorry for them.
Roger didn’t know them. He had no connection with them, they didn’t even know he existed, but their bad news made him feel sad.
His comments went unchecked that morning, messages unread as he ate his breakfast in a solemn mood before driving to work.
It didn’t stop him completing his story though and by the evening, the evening his wife was away from home again, he had the final chapter completed and ready to post. Roger logged in and posted the final part. He was just in time as his final chapter took the total comments to 175 and the third, and final, thread was locked. He wouldn’t know what people thought of the ending now unless they messaged him directly.
Putting down his phone he changed and had some tea before he’d once again opening fab to check what people had previously commented, then read his so far unread messages.
It was almost 11pm when Roger picked up his phone again that evening and opened the last thread on his story and read the comments. His mood improved after reading all the lovely comments posted and hearing how many people his story had brought pleasure to, and no small number of orgasms.
The messages confirmed it. He’d been right about the forum having more than its fair share of nice people compared to the others.
Then Roger noticed a message from the young couple. He could hardly believe it and his hand was shaking a little as he opened it.
“What an incredible story. The man in the story, it’s you isn’t it? We hope to have some of the same adventures ourselves. We’ve loved reading every minute of it. My husband even made me suck his cock while he read the last chapter to me. I’ve never cum just from sucking cock before, until tonight lol We can’t wait to read your next story. Love Becki and Alex”
Roger read it again, then again. He dropped his phone into his lap and only then realised just how hard his cock was.
Lifting his phone Roger clicked onto their profile and through to the their public pictures and could barely believe this gorgeous young couple had taken the time to send him such a nice message. Seeing her beautiful body made his cock throb harder still, seeing his large swollen shaft standing almost vertical reminded him of the days his own erection had been so strong and powerful.
“Thank you, and I’m glad to hear you enjoyed it so much, though it sounds like Alex probably got the most enjoyment
The story was about me, yes. Very perceptive. I was around your age when all that happened and I’m sure the two of you will soon be having equally erotic adventures. I did notice your status updates and frankly can’t believe anyone would pass up the opportunity to spend an evening with you both. Don’t give up hope. Your both so good looking I’m sure it won’t take you long to find the fun your looking for. Maybe when it does you can post your own story 
Love Roger.”
Without any hesitation he pressed send then he pulled down his trousers and stroked his hard cock while admiring the young couples pictures and imagining Becki on her knees with Alex's big hard cock in her mouth.
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lol
Love Alex & Becki X”
Roger wondered if they had any idea what their messages were doing to him as he rubbed his cock through his trousers.
“I’ve just posted the first part of my second story. Hopefully you’ll enjoy it just as much. It makes an old man very happy to know he can still make a couple of kids your age cum so hard. Don’t forget to let Alex breath occasionally though lol
Love Roger X”
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Love Becki & Alex”
When he clicked on the photo attachment Rogers cock immediately got hard. So fucking hard. Becki had her mouth around Alex’s cock, his hand on the back of her head pushing it down. Only 2 inches of his cock were not down her throat. Her expression was one of shear pleasure mixed with a sense she may not be able to breath. Her eyes were wide and strings of saliva hung from the corners of her mouth.
Roger looked at the picture studying every detail. The thick veins in his cock betrayed the stiffness as blood coursed through it. Her makeup streaked down her face from her eyes, tears or perhaps just watering from her throat being filled with such a big cock. Dimples on her cheeks which were flushed bright red and her eyes, pools of liquid green twinkled and looked right into your soul.
Accepting their friend invite Roger clicked on their private photos and his already hard cock somehow grew stiffer. Riding Alex reverse cowgirl, only the first couple of inches of his bulging erection inside her, Becki had her legs wide open. Her smooth tight labia spread around his fat cock which glistened with her sticky juices. Her entire upper body flushed Scarlett, which Roger could tell to be post orgasmic, coated in a sheen of perspiration betraying the frantic energy of their passion. Her angelic face masked the wickedness within. Her smile so bright and, cute.
Roger couldn’t contain himself and began to once again masturbate his own hard throbbing erection as he wondered how tight her pussy would feel around his cock.
“Oh my. You nearly gave an old man a heart attack. Your private photographs should come with a health warning.
Becki your a lucky girl to have such a handsome and virile man to explore your new 'interest' with. And Alex, I hope you realise just how lucky you are to have such an amazing girl as Becki. You both have perfect bodies, I’ll struggle to concentrate on anything else at work tomorrow.
Don’t let not driving stop you having fun, improvise. There are so many ways you can experiment together, and with the right others
Love Roger xx”
All the next day every time Roger closed his eyes all he saw was the image of Becki g*gging on Alex’s beautiful cock. The black mascara running down her cheeks as she tried to fit his whole swollen member inside her sweet mouth. The image spurred his writing and Roger managed to get the final 2 chapters written before going home.
Climbing into his car Roger logged into fab and posted the next instalment. The one describing how they first let the old man watch them fuck completely naked through the open window of the car. Roger ignored the messages, comments & updates for now as he wished to take his time reading those later tonight and started the car and drove home trying hard to concentrate on the road.
Later that night when he logged back in there was already a reply from the incredible young couple but rather than read it first, which he so wanted to do, Roger saved it for last. He’d also struck up good messaging relations with 3 couples, 4 woman and a couple of guys as result on his writing. The people were spread all over the country and they’d a stayed in touch due to discovering other shared, even normal mundane non sex related, interests and Roger didn’t want to ignore them.
Finally he opened the message he’d been most looking forward to.
“Roger. We’ve looked at your pictures, all of them, and there is no way we're giving you a heart attack. Becki says she hopes I still look as good when I’m your age. Honestly you don’t look a day over 40 Are you lying about your age? Lol
We’ve decided to visit Manchester for a long weekend and treating ourselves to a club. We had another no show last night so at least we can’t get stood up in a swinging club lol. We are both so nervous, but excited. Train leaves at 7pm tomorrow so hopefully by this time on Friday we'll be making our first nervous steps into swinging.
Becki told me to tell you she especially loved the friends only pictures of you the beach. She loves seeing men hard at the beach
Love Alex & Becki X
P.s we so can’t wait for part 3. This story is horny as fuck.”
It was Wednesday night and although Roger had completed writing the whole story he was building up the suspense by resisting the urge to post it all at once. Chapter 3 would describe the first time his wife, then girlfriend, climbed out of the car naked and allowed the old gent to photograph her as she posed on the car and eventually masturbating. There was no contact between them at that stage. That only began in chapter 4.
Roger posted chapter 3 then replied to his new best fab friends.
“Alex, Becki.
Not only might you give me a heart attack but I’ve now got a smile that won’t cease. Thank you. I’ve tried not to let myself go. Got to keep in shape for the beach holidays And tell Becki if I ever found myself on a nude beach near her I’d be constantly aroused lol
I hope you have a fantastic time in Manchester and would love to hear how it goes. I’m sure you’ll be fighting off the men and woman all night.
I’ve just posted chapter 3. Enjoy.
Roger xx”
The next morning, Thursday, was the start of Rogers 'free from the wife' day. Like most Thursday she was gone before he got up and walked downstairs alone for his breakfast. As he waited for the kettle to boil he logged into fab.
“Roger.
Manchester is cancelled. We are gutted. Had a mail from Virgin Rail overnight, the lines damaged north of Kendal so the trains cancelled. We can’t make the replacement bus service because of work so we’ve no choice but to not go. Sucks. Starting to feel life the world is trying to tell us something lol
Wow....part 3.
Part 4 is all we have to look forward to this weekend now so we hope you post it soon.
Love Becki & Alex xx”
Roger clicked on to his friends list and saw they were online now, without even thinking about it he wrote....
“Becki, Alex.
If your really stuck maybe I could give you a lift to Kendal train station? Feel free to say no, you won’t hurt my feelings. I just feel for you two. Your not having much luck.
Love Roger X”
As he drank his tea Roger kept refreshing the screen. After just 3 minutes he had a new message.
“Roger. Honestly? Would you do that for us? We hardly know you and even our friends couldn’t help when we asked. We realise this is so cheeky but if your serious then, YES PLEASE. I’ve just texted Alex he says your a star
Love Becki xxxxxxxxx”
Roger smiled broadly drinking his tea. He didn’t expect anything of these two, he’d just somehow become a little more involved in their lives than he ever intended to and genuinely felt for them. He wrote back giving them his mobile phone number and told them to either send him a text with details of where to pick them up, and what time, or add him on WhatsApp adding “And I promise you, unlike the other recent let downs you’ve had I’ll be there.”
It took less than 2 minutes until his phone pinged with a new WhatsApp message. He’d been invited to a three way conversation. Alex, Becki and now him. “Hi. Is that Roger?”
“It is. Roger your chauffer for the evening. How can I assist you today.” He replied smirking as he sent the message.
Alex was the first to start typing “pmsl. Roger...... the chauffer. Is that an instruction?”
Roger chuckled. A genuine laugh out loud moment.
Becki “Behave Alex. Roger, thanks. You have no idea how much this means to us. We were gutted and you’ve made our day.”
“I’m glad to help. Honestly.”
All three of them chatted away and Roger lost all track of time as between them they told him how they had so little free money, both in low wage jobs and all their free money going towards saving for a deposit on the house, and this one treat they decided to have was nearly ruined too, if it hadn’t been for Roger.
Alex worked as a packer in a warehouse and Becki a barista at Costa. They’d been married 2 years, desperate to buy their own home but currently renting a flat in the city. Becki didn’t finish work until ten minutes before their train was due leave so when the replacement bus service was announced, and was earlier than the train in order to arrive on time in Kendal to make the connection, it almost spoiled everything. Alex had been due to meet Becki at Costa at the end of her shift with all their bags ready for a 3 day weekend.
“How about I pick you up at the train station? You needn't change your plans at all then.” Roger offered.
That was agreed, and Becki and Alex both thanked him again. Before leaving for work Roger told them what car to look out for and he’d park at the station drop off / pick up zone.
All day Roger had a smile on his face and a spring in his step. He fully intended to be nothing other than a gentleman, helping out friends. He’d made no request of them or put any conditions on his offer of a lift.
Roger arrived 5 minutes early and as the tracks south of the station were closed he had no trouble parking as the station was much quieter than normal. Turning off the engine he sat patiently waiting for Alex and Becki to arrive. Rogers car was a black Range Rover, the type with darkened privacy windows in the rear. He was doing well in life at the time and the car was his treat to himself when they’d finally finished paying off the mortgage last year. It had automatic everything, cameras all around and every other bit of technology they could squeeze into cars including full phone integration with all messaging apps.
A notification popped up on the large central screen “Just locking up the shop. 5 minutes. Did you get parked ok? Came through from Alex.
Roger quickly typed a reply on screen letting them know he was here.
A picture message popped up, also mirrored through to his car. Alex had got Becki to turn her head and blow a kiss at the camera as she'd been locking the door. Becki was very pretty and the candid snap made Roger smile.
3 minutes they later they appeared running down the street holding hands.
Roger climbed out of the car and they almost ran In to him, just coming to a stop in time, laughing and smiling. Out of breath Alex said “Roger. Thanks again for this. Your a lifesaver “ and held out his hand which Roger shook. “Its so kind of you, honestly.” Becki said equally out of breath before she put her arms round Roger and hugged him then kissing his cheek. Her pert full breasts had been tightly against him then feeling her soft lips on his cheek Roger felt the beginnings of an erection.
Alex had obviously had time to get home and change but coming from work Becki was in her obligatory Costa Barista uniform. Her full breasts filled the shirt while the tight black trousers perfectly hugged her cute ass.
“Glad I can help. Anyway, come on we best get moving to make sure you catch the train. Do you want me to put your bag in the boot Alex?”
“No. It’s ok. We'll just keep it in the back.” Becki said smiling.
Kendal train station was an hour’s drive from Carlisle and their train was due to leave Kendal in one hour and ten minutes. They couldn’t afford to get held up.
“You don’t mind if we get in the back do you Roger? It’s such a nice car it would feel more like a real holiday being properly chauffeured.” Alex asked grinning.
Roger laughed then made a small bow and opening the rear door wide said “Madame, sir. If you’ll please get in.”
Becki climbed in and shuffled over to make room for Alex then Roger closed the door and circled the car to the driver’s seat.
It was obvious to Roger how much they were looking forward to this weekend. They were acting like two excited kids in the back while he headed out of the city.
Once on the open road the three were soon chatting like old friends. Roger found it hard to believe they’d only met as they all openly discussed work, family, hobbies and interests. No subject was off limits with these two somehow we just knew he could trust them. They all relaxed just enjoying the company. They told Roger about the club they were going to. Roger told them he’d been himself, a few years ago now, and how nice it had been.
Twenty minutes into the journey Becki asked “Did you bring my new skirt and top Alex? The ones I ironed last night?”
“Yes love, and everything else you told me a million times to pack “
Becki grinned and playfully punched him in the arm “Roger will think I nag you.” She said laughing.
“You do. But I still love you.” Alex replied and gave her a kiss. It was more than just a peck and Roger could see their passionate moment through the rear view mirror.
“Roger, is it ok if I get changed? You don’t mind do you?” Becki asked.
“No. As long as you don’t mind me watching in the mirror.” He replied winking over his shoulder.
“I think I’d be a bit disappointed if you didn’t.” Becki laughed.
The seat belt warning light came on and a faint beeping interrupted the music. “Its ok, it’ll stop in a minute” Roger said as they looked round wondering what the noise was.
The rear seats of the range rover are very spacious so Becki had no problem in kicking off her shoes, pulling off her socks and then sitting up to start on her trousers. Roger heard the zip of being pulled down and glancing in the mirror saw her chest pushed out, her bum raised slightly from the seat. She was also watching Roger through the mirror to see if he was looking. As their eyes met she flashed a big bright smile.
He heard her shuffle as her trousers were pulled down and she bent forward to lift them off the floor dropping them onto the seat beside her. Roger was aware of her shuffling again and as he glanced back in the mirror her arms could only have been pulling down her knickers. Leaning forward again she picked them up and placed them on her trousers.
“Did you bring the black bra and thong love?” Becki asked.
“No” Alex said grinning. “On purpose, before you start.” He laughed.
Becki was now sat naked from the waist down. Roger only had a limited view through the rear view mirror but just knowing her naked arse was sat on the seat, her smooth pussy bare not two feet behind him ensured his cock was now fully erect.
“Alex.” Becki exclaimed “i guess I’ll be going commando now.”
“That was the plan.” He said laughing and then kissing her again.
She pushed him off, laughing “Stop it. I still need to get changed.” She said now unfastening the buttons on her uniform shirt.
Rogers eyes kept glancing back spending as much time as he dared looking in the mirror and seeing more and more of her cleavage being exposed.
“Roger, can you see ok, or do you need the lights on?” Alex asked smiling.
“Oh I can see fine thanks.” He said and again saw Becki bright smile and then her briefly biting her bottom lip as she unfastened the last of the buttons and leant forward again to pull her arms free from the shirt before removing it completely.
Her bra was a sensible work bra. Not sexy bit still Roger had a clear view now of her almost naked upper body and his cock was becoming uncomfortable throbbing and confined.
Becki reached behind her and unclipped her bra and shrugged it off throwing it down leaving her naked. Roger had to force himself not to simply stare into the mirror. Her breasts were perfect.
Alex’s hand came up and caressed her tits, pulling her nipples and he began to kiss her neck.
“Gorgeous isn’t she?” Alex said squeezing her breasts as be noticed Roger looking in the mirror.
“Very. You both are. Beautiful couple.” Roger told them honestly.
“Alex. We’ll be there in less than 10 minutes. We haven’t got time for this.” Becki told him as he continued to stroke, caress and kiss her naked breasts.
“Roger, will you get into trouble if I spray perfume back here?” Becki asked.
“No. The cars always got work colleagues and friends in. Different perfumes every day so the wife will be nobe the wiser.”
Becki pulled out a bottle of perfume and lightly sprayed her body so now she not only looked divine she also smelled divine.
Roger almost breathed in a sigh of relief as she pulled her top over her head and slipped into her skirt then leaning forward used his rear view mirror while applying her lipstick.
As much as he wanted her to remain naked his hard cock needed to calm down and his eyes to concentrate on the road. Becki was ready and all packed again just as Roger pulled into the train station car park. They’d made it with 7 minutes to spare.
Out of the car Alex shook Rogers hand and Becki gave him a long tight hug and again kissed his cheek. “Your our guardian angel.” She said then kissed him again and as she rubbed her thigh against his crotch.
“Run you two. Don’t miss that train, and let me know you’ve arrived safely.” he said and immediately thought 'idiot. You sound like their dad.’
They both giggled and thanking him one last time then rushed off to catch the train.
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Roger: “Every second. Much more and I might have crashed.” Roger replied.
Alex: “It made me so hard watching her.”
Becki: “You weren’t the only one Alex, was he Roger”
Roger: “Do you blame me?”
Becki: “Still hard?”
Roger: “Me or Alex?”
Becki: “Oh I know Alex is, it’s in my hand lol”
Roger: “What? On the train?”
A photo message appeared from Alex and came up on the cars entertainment screen. A close up of her fingers and perfectly painted nails tightly holding Alex’s big cock under the table on the train.
Rogers erection had been subsiding, now it was so painful once more.
Roger: “Yes. I’m still hard. Just like Alex.”
Becki: “Good. I hope your still thinking about me when you wank. Hehe”
Roger: “I will be. I’ll be thinking about you both. It was so horny watching you in the back seat.”
Becki: “You did tell us to improvise lol. I think we improvised quite well and can’t wait to read the rest of your story”
Roger quickly logged into fab and pasted chapter 4 into the thread. Chapter 4 in Rogers story was the one where his wife, then girlfriend, first sucked the old gents cock while Roger fucked her.
Roger: “Log in and read all about it. I look forward to hearing what you think. X”
Alex and Becki both went offline in WhatsApp immediately. Roger could imagine them sat on the train side by side both reading the story together as her hand slid up and down Alex’s big hard cock.
Despite Rogers own painful erection he pulled out of the car park and set off towards home. Once out on the open roads he unfastened his trousers and pulled out his cock, not to wank but to just give it some space so it no longer hurt confined within his pants.
Roger was almost home by the time they sent him another message.
Alex: “We almost got caught lol. Someone got on the train just as we’d finished your story so we had to quickly cover up but were so horny Becki dragged me to the toilet. It’s a good job I didn’t bring her any knickers, made it much easier”
Roger was driving still so couldn’t reply immediately.
Becki: “Roger, I’m already wondering how to improvise chapter 4 ”
Alex: “I know exactly how to improvise chapter 4”
Becki: “Oh. How would you do it then?”
Alex: “By finding you a guy in his 50s, maybe with a really nice car to give you a lift. You’d sit in the front and suck his cock while I watched from the back seat. On the motorway”
Becki: “Oh would you. And where are you going to find this guy?”
Alex: “I have someone in mind”
Becki: “Oh do you. I wonder who it might be? Someone tall, good looking? Loves showing off his hard cock on the beach maybe? Owns a Range Rover? Someone like that?”
Alex: “You read my mind love x”
Roger was reading their exchange as he drove, only half aware of the full content as he had to concentrate. When he turned off the road into his drive he quickly read all the messages and his cock started throbbing.
Roger: “I think I might know someone like that, I’m sure he’d really like to help you make it happen but you’ve only acted out chapter 1 yet. Chapter 2 he catches you fucking, and you can’t forget chapter 3 when he take photographs without touching you. Chapter 4 and sucking his cock is a long way off yet”
Becki: “ that’s almost cruel, but......”
Alex: “I’m looking forward to reading chapter 5 already. I have a feeling someone might have to improvise being fucked.”
Becki: “I hope so, eventually. I’ll need it so badly if I’m made to wait X”
Roger: “You’ll have to wait if you want your own story You must be nearly there by now anyway. Have a lovely weekend you two. Your not finding out what happens in chapter 5 until Sunday when your on your way home. Lol. Enjoy yourselves. I’ll be thinking about you.”
Becki: “You too Roger. Enjoy playing with your big cock, and thinking about how wet my pussy is now after Alex fucked me so hard. It will be chapter 2 next time we see you I guess, that means you get to watch X”
Roger couldn’t wait to get into the house before he stroked his cock. The next few weeks were going to be fun. Making them wait and move forward chapter by chapter just as he and his wife had done all those years ago he knew would be worth it.
He remembered the excitement they'd both felt anticipating the next step, slowly building up to what happened in chapter 5. Roger hoped Alex and Becki would appreciate taking their time just as he had himself all those years ago. He did wonder what they would make of chapter 5 when they read it on Sunday. He hoped it wouldn’t ruin everything before it had even began.
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Becki: “Lol. Oops. Alex did bring my black thong and bra, the ones he claimed not to have. I’ll be wearing those with fishnet stockings and suspenders.”
Roger: “Every man in the club will have an erection once they see you Becki, half the woman will probably be falling all over you as well. Lol”
Becki: “Alex would love that. I’m not sure about woman. We’ve talked about it, fantasy. But I don’t know.”
Roger: “ Just do whatever feels right. Nothing more. It’s your first time, you don’t have to rush into anything. Your both young and beautiful so have many years to experiment.”
Becki: “Thank you Roger, my pussy is so wet...”
Roger: “Chapter 2. Flashing your pussy at an old man just after you’ve fucked Alex. I’m so looking forward to seeing it for myself Becki. X”
Becki: “We talked about that in bed all last night. We can’t wait. It’s going to be so horny reliving all 5 chapters with you, now your that old man lol”
Roger: “You haven’t read chapter 5 yet. Let’s wait and see lol”
Becki: “hehe. I’m getting wetter just thinking about what might be in that last chapter. I’m running my fingers along my pussy lips now. My juices are coating my labia and my clit is tingling Roger.”
Roger: “Save yourself Becki. It’s only a couple of hours until you go to the club. Deny yourself now and once your there your lust will overcome your nerves”
Becki: “hhmmm. Ok. I’ll be a good girl lol”
Roger: “Not too good I hope. I want to hear about all the lovely men you fuck later.”
Becki: “Ok.”
Roger: “and Becki...”
Becki: “yes?”
Roger: “Don’t wear the thong tonight. Wear the bra, the suspenders and the stockings but leave your wet pussy uncovered.”
Becki: “Naughty. hehe. Ok Roger.”
Rogers cock was harder than he’d know it in so many years. He almost felt twenty again himself and living this experience for the first time through Alex and Becki. Their youth and inexperience was rubbing off on him and making him feel younger.
At 7 30pm Roger got a message from Alex. “Roger. We are just about to go into the club. Everything that happens tonight is all thanks to you. Becki looks incredible, she can’t stop smiling. Thanks. Wish us luck X”
Roger smiled. He could just imaging how they felt, butterflies in their stomachs mixed with excitement wondering what might happen tonight.
“Have fun, take care of Becki. If she has a good time so will you. I can guarantee it X” Roger replied.
Rogers wife was out shopping with friends the next morning and he was lying in bed contemplating getting up when his phone beeped.
Alex: “Oh my god. Last night was incredible. So fucking horny ”
Becki: “Neither of us have stopped smiling since Roger.”
Roger: “Morning you two. Fun then?”
Alex: “More than I’ve ever had. And certainly more than Becki ever has 5 men, the little slut lol”
Becki: “Haha. You loved it.”
Roger’s cock was growing and he pushed back the covers and started to stroke it.
Roger: “So your first time was as good as you imagined?”
Alex: “Better. I loved watching Becki. She looked incredible and so fucking horny.”
Roger: “I bet she did. Becki looks so incredible anyway, riding all those young men will just have made her even more beautiful.”
Becki: “They weren’t young men hehe”
Alex: “Beck’s decided she prefers more mature men, and watching how they fucked her and made her cum so many times I think I know why”
Roger: “Nothing like a mature lover, one who knows how to tease, arouse, excite and satisfy.”
Alex: “She was sooooooo satisfied. She cum 20 times last night, before we got back to the hotel lol”
Becki: “My pussy is still tingling now ”
Roger: “And Alex? Did you have fun last night?”
Becki: “He did. Not as much as me but he fucked two woman. It was so hot.”
Alex: “I had just as much fun love. Watching you X
Roger: “I’m so happy for your both.”
Becki: “Roger. Chapter 2. Are you free next Thursday night?”
Roger: “Yes ”
Alex: “We could really use a lift, somewhere very quiet where I can fuck Becki in the back of the car”
Roger: “Ok. Same time? By the train station again straight from work?”
Becki: “Hmmmmm. Only this time we won’t be in a rush X”
Roger, Becki and Alex continued messaging each other all day. The two young lovers were high from last night’s new exciting experience in the sex club but most of the messages were just them telling Roger about what they were doing in Manchester. They’d send selfies and pictures of themselves just out enjoying the city, normal tourist ones. At lunch they went to the pub and Roger got pictures of their meals, a generation thing that Roger still doesn’t really understand, and he almost felt he was with them.
Later afternoon Becki sent him a selfi from the dressing room in a clothes shop.
Becki: “Roger. What do you think of this?”
It was a full length mirror shot she’d taken of herself wearing a dress. The dress was bright red, came down to around mid thigh, tight in all the right places and showed off her tits so nicely. It plunged into her cleavage leaving plenty of naked flesh on show.
Roger: “You look stunning Becki. ”
Becki: “What about from behind?”
Another picture came in with her back facing the mirror as she held the camera over her shoulder.
Roger: “Nice arse Becki. The dress isn’t bad either”
Becki: “Hehe. I’ll buy it.”
2 minutes later Roger got another selfi message. Becki had stripped out of the dress and was standing with one foot up on the bench along the wall and was spreading her pussy lips open with a message attached saying “Look how wet I still am X”
Becki was so incredible. Her body was perfect and Roger could see exactly how wet she was as the light glistened on her labia.
Roger: “I’m looking forward to Thursday, seeing you just like that, your pussy lips still gaping open after Alex has been thrusting his big throbbing cock inside you ”
Becki: “Roger, will you take out your cock and wank over me. I know we can’t touch, not yet, but I want to see your cock and watch you cum over me.”
Roger: “I’ll cum over you Becki. I’ll cum all over your tits if you’ll let me”
Becki: “Mmm yes please”
Alex: “Becki. I’m sat out here like a plumb waiting for you. Getting as hard as fuck reading this. Hotel now. I'm so going to fuck you. Lol”
Becki: “hehe. Give me 5 minutes babe”
On Sunday morning Roger logged into fab and was now slightly nervous. He had promised to post chapter 5, the last chapter, of his story about what he and his wife, then girlfriend, had eventually done with the old man. Before Roger posted it he decided to read it over one last time.
This is how chapter 5 concluded...
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it does. So much”
Alex: “I’ve created a slut lol”
Becki: “and you love it. Don’t try and tell me you don’t. All you ever talk about now when we’re in bed is watching me suck Rogers cock and how much you want to see him fuck me. Perv lol”
Alex: “guilty but then you don’t shut up about how much your going to wank while I suck Rogers cock either.”
Becki: “That just makes me so wet.”
Roger: “How wet would you get if we both done it, together?”
Becki: “You and Alex? 69? Oh fuck...... ”
Alex: “Wet enough to let us both fuck you?”
Becki: “Arse and pussy? Or both inside my cunt? Lol”
Alex: “Do we have to chose?”
Becki: “No lol
Alex: “Slut”
Becki: “Your slut”
Roger: “our slut?”
Alex: “pmsl”
Becki: “I can’t wait. You can both do anything to me.”
Alex: “Anything?”
Becki: “well. Maybe lol”
Alex: “No. You said it. Rogers a witness. Lol”
Becki: “What could you possibly want that’s worse than your wife taking another man up her arse while your fucking me Alex? Lol”
Alex: “Remember that thing we talked about...”
Becki: “Your such a perv.... Lol”
Alex: “”
Roger: “What 'thing?’”
Alex: “We’ll keep it a surprise, for now I think you’ll like it”
Becki: “I didn’t say I’d do it.”
Alex: “Yes you did. Anything remember lol”
Becki: “Fuck. Bastard lol”
Roger had no idea what they were talking about but he was already looking forward to finding out but was happy for it to be a surprise. They continued joking around between themselves before finally getting round to arrangements for tomorrow.
Alex: “So, any idea where we can go tomorrow? Where we are not likely to get arrested?”
Roger: “I do. I know just the spot.”
Becki: “Do I really have to wait to get you both”
Alex: “Yes” Roger: “Yes” both replied almost simultaneously.
Roger realised that Alex was obviously on the same wavelength as him now. Making Becki wait was turning her on. She really wanted two men to fuck her together now and the anticipation can be almost, if not more, than the act itself.
Becki: “Your both bastards lol”
Roger: “ think how much you are going to want it when you finally feel my cock push it’s way into your tight arsehole, while Alex is already fucking your soaking wet cunt.”
Becki: “BASTARD”
Alex: “lol. Roger. Got to go now. Becki’s just grabbed my cock and sucking it. See you tomorrow at the train station. X”
Roger: “Night you two. X”
In less than 24 hours Roger would be watching them. Watch as Becki devoured her husband big cock and then took him inside her wet pussy. He knew he wouldn’t be joining in but that was ok. It was mostly his own choice, with age comes experience and patience so although tomorrow would be incredibly frustrating it would also be incredibly erotic and above all well worth the wait until he eventually joined in.
And anyway, he might not be going to join in but Becki had already told him she wanted Roger to cum over her tits tomorrow. He’d still get to see his cum cover her pert young tits in hot sticky juices as they fucked. Their version of chapter 2 was still going to be fun.
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”
Alex: “Forecast is great for the weekend. I’m guessing you have a garden? BBQ?”
Roger: “Yes. I’ve got a garden and a BBQ sounds great. If the weather’s that good we can all top up our tans as well.”
Rogers house had a fantastic garden, two acres of it in fact. His closest neighbour lived over 2 miles away. The house was set well back off the road down a long private drive surrounded by trees and thick hedging meaning it was also very private. A small stream ran along behind the house and on warm summer evenings was a delightful place to be.
Becki: “Cant wait. Do I need my bikini?”
Roger: “No.”
Alex: “ Do you want us to bring anything? Food, drink?”
Roger: “No, just your toothbrushes”
Becki: “No clothes then? Lol”
Alex: “No” Roger: “Only if you want to.”
Becki: “lol”
What Roger hadn’t told them was that his house as well as having 2 acres of garden had a covered half size swimming pool, a fully stocked bar with working pumps as well as full row of optics which sat in a Swiss ski lodge style building in the garden.
Roger frequently had to host business functions at his house so the bar was just a sensible addition rather than a luxury. It came in handy when friends came over as well though.
Roger: “I’ll be working until 9:30 on Friday but could come and pick you up after I finish, or collect you Saturday morning. Your welcome to stay until Sunday evening.”
Becki: “Friday sounds perfect, if you don’t mind. It'll be like another short break, just slightly more intimate than last weekend ”
Becki didn’t realise it but the weekend really would be like a mini break. Although Roger and his wife now lived alone, after their children had moved out, neither wanted to downsize as they loved the house. In reality the house was far too big. It was a typical small country estate sort of house. The tree lined entrance led down to a circular gravel driveway with a fountain in the centre. The house had 2 wings jutting out from the front with a total of 6 on-suit bedrooms. At the rear the pool could be accessed from the house and ran lengthways out from the back of the property, heated and covered it sat within a large conservatory that had patio doors that slid to open up the side of the pool to the garden in nice weather.
A door joined it to the Swiss Chalet style bar beyond the pool and that also had a door leading direct to the garden. The house was more akin to a boutique hotel. The pool also had an adjoining sauna and at the end of the formal garden a large hot tub sat nestled by a rockery in a spot chosen to let you look up to the clear skies above uninterrupted by overhanging trees.
The place was a perfect party venue but this weekend the special guests were an incredibly hot 20 something couple who Roger still had to pinch himself to believe wanted him in their lives.
All week they messaged each other, excitement for the weekend as well as day to day life stuff. All three felt like true friends they could share anything with. All three making the others days that little bit better.
On Friday Roger messaged them to say he was running late. He'd hoped to get away at a reasonable hour but work wasn’t going smoothly and said it was going to be closer to 11.
Becki: “Poor Roger. Anytime is fine with us. We're packed and ready.”
She sent him a picture of a toiletry bag containing perfumes and a tooth brush captioned 'That’s me packed ' that made Roger smirk.
Roger: “No play tonight, I’ll be too tired, but I can’t wait to see you. X”
Becki: “We have all weekend for that xx”
By the time Roger finally picked them up and drove them all to his house it was after midnight. It was a moonless but warm summer night when he turned off the road to drive down the tree lined private road towards the house.
“Wow. This is remote.” Alex said
Becki adding “I love the trees.”
“You wouldn’t say that if you had to prune them.” Roger joked.
“You don’t have staff for that?” Becki joked back. Not realising how apt the question was.
As they arrived at the circular drive in front of the house Becki and Alex just stared out of the side windows. When the car came to a stop they pushed open the door.
“You live here? All of it?” Alex asked.
“Ffuuuuccckkkk” Becki said.
Roger opened the door and said “Come on. Let’s find you a room.”
Roger opened the door and facing them was a large open wooden staircase leading up to the first floor. “Any of the rooms on the right at the top. Take your pick?”
“Shouldn’t we check in first?” Becki quipped. “Maybe the hotels full.”
Alex and Becki were both staring, gazing round the house for several minutes before Becki turned to Alex, a huge grin spread across her face and she grabbed his hand “Come on. Race you.” She said and then the two of them bounded up the stairs and ducked to the right and started opening the room doors.
“Nice, I would prefer a South facing aspect though.” Becki giggled before opening the door opposite “Fuck.... Alex. Look.”
The two of them went inside and Roger heard them talking “This is incredible. Holy shit. Look at this bathroom. It’s bigger than out flat. Let’s take this one.” Then Roger heard them laughing and he walked up stairs and found them lay on the bed, an Emperor bed, trying to make snow angels in the duvet beside each other giggling.
“Like it?” Roger asked leaning on the door jamb.
Becki jumped up and ran over to Roger and threw her arms round him and kissed him, on the cheek.
“Like it. We love it. What’s the rest of the house like?” she asked.
“I’ll give you the full tour tomorrow if that’s ok. How about we just have a swim and a drink before bed. I’m shattered.”
“Swim?” Becki screamed. “Your kidding, right?”
“I’m just going to have a shower. I’ll be back in 5 minutes. Oh, and no costumes.” Roger said winking, then kissed Becki’s cheek and slapped her backside before walking back to the left wing and disappearing in to the first bedroom.
Alex and Becki stripped off and also had a quick shower and grabbed a large fluffy towel each to dry off. Roger appeared naked at the door, which they’d left wide open, and said “Ready?”
They dropped their towels and followed Roger downstairs, through a large sitting room and then Roger flicked on a light switch and through the glass door at the end of the living room they saw multi-coloured light swirling as though being disrupted by water.
Alex and Becki ran to the door, her breasts bouncing and arse wobbling deliciously as Alex's cock swung from side to side hitting his thighs.
“Oh my god.” Alex said as they peered through the door. Roger chuckled. He loved the reaction when people saw the house for the first time. It reminded him how lucky they were to live here. He did sometimes forget.
Roger walked down to join them, still just peering through the glass and pointing. He opened the door and walked through into the large, warm conservatory where the pool now illuminated from underwater led lighting cycled through a rainbow of colours.
“Its a bit hot. I’ll just open the doors.” Roger said then pressed a button and all the sliding doors down one side began to move towards the edges of the structure.
“Fuck....” Alex said walking round to the edge of the pool and looking out into the garden. It was night, and very dark, but feature lights around the garden illuminated trees, bushes and the pathways.
“Roger. Your house is fucking incredible.” Becki squealed.
Roger grinned and dived into the pool and started swimming up and down.
Becki and Alex soon joined him in the pool and were soon splashing about acting like kids. Roger didn’t blame them. He remembered when they’d first bought the house and acted just the same.
It was late though and Roger had been working hard all week so after only 15 minutes he said “I’m going to get a drink then I’ll be heading to bed soon. You can stay in the pool if you like.”
Alex replied “Its ok, It's late. I’m getting a little tired too. We'll join you, Beck's?”
“Sure. I think it’s only the excitement of this place keeping me awake too.” Becki added.
Climbing out of the pool they each grabbed a towel from a shelf stacked with dozens of them. When Roger walked away from the house towards the far end of the pool and neither followed him, assuming he was just going to close the patio doors, or turn off the lights.
Roger turned when he reached a door at the end of the pool and said “You two coming?”
Alex and Becki looked at each other then shrugged and followed him. Roger stepped through the door into the log cabin bar and when Alex saw it he said “Your fucking kidding.”
As well as a bar with 6 draught pumps, cider, lager and real beer, the optics ran the full length behind the bar with every spirit you could want. Glass fronted fridges held craft beers in bottles, lemon, mixers and an ice machine for a steady supply.
“What can I get you?” Roger asked stepping behind the bar after throwing his towel down on one of the chesterfield settees.
Becki and Alex just stared, their mouths open. There was a large flat screen TV on the wall which had a full surround sound music system attached and even a pool table and darts board to finish off the fully stocked bar. In front of the bar 6 stools. Around the room tables where you could relax on the Chesterfield’s.
“Errrm.” Was all Alex could manage for 2 minutes.
“Want some music?” Roger asked while they made up their minds.
“Roger. Sorry. It’s just... We’ll, this place.” Becki stammered.
“Its ok. That’s how we felt for the first two years. I know exactly what you mean.” He said laughing.
Alex now finally came out of his trance said “Can Becki serve the drinks? I’ve always thought she’d make a great topless barmaid.” Then started laughing.
“Oh god. Can I. Please.” Becki said throwing her towel down where Roger had left his and then slipped behind the bar to join him. Alex lay his towel down on one of the bar stools and hoped up onto it.
“What can I get you sir? The usual?” Becki asked grinning.
“Two tits and a pint of lager please.” Alex joked.
Becki stuck out her chest and jiggled her boobs laughing and said to herself “where are the pint glasses.” looking around.
Roger left her behind the bar and took a seat on the stool beside Alex.
Becki had never worked in a bar. It took her three attempts to manage to pour a decent pint of lager but she looked so pleased with herself as she handed it over to Alex.
“Roger. What can I get you.” She asked.
“I’m tempted to have whatever’s on the bottom shelf on the fridge just to see you bend over.” Roger joked “but, I’ll have a lager as well please.”
Becki said “The customer is always right sir.” then turned around and bent double and even reached behind her and pulled apart her arse cheeks giggling.
Roger felt a stir as his cock reacted to the sight of her smooth pussy and noticed Alex’s cock visibly start to grow too.
“Roger. Do you mind if I take some pictures of Becki behind the bar?” Alex asked.
Even though Roger was really tired and knew they had all weekend to have fun he also didn’t want to spoil their fun. “No. Take all the pictures you want this weekend.” He smiled then took a sip of his beer as Alex ran up to their room to fetch his phone.
“You are so lucky to live here. It’s incredible.” Becki said as she uncorked a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass.
“We know. You sometimes forget but it doesn’t take much to remind us.” He smiled.
Becki lent back on the work surface behind her and propped a leg on the shelves under the bar as she lifted the glass to her lips to sip the wine. As she drank she rocked her knee from side to side exposing her pussy each time it fell to the outside.
Rogers cock was almost fully erect as he watched her sweet slit appear in view then vanish again repeatedly.
Alex was soon back with his camera and fully erect now too. 10 inches of solid hard cock swung before him as he walked into the room.
“Someone’s excited” Becki said laughing.
“I’m not the only one.” Alex grinned.
Becki leaned forward resting her forearms on the bar and looked over down at Rogers cock.
“Mmmmm. Nice to see you boys.” She said laughing.
“Pull me another pint Beck’s.” Alex said.
“You haven’t drank that one yet.” She said.
Alex picked up the pint and drained it placing the empty glass on the bar said “Same again.” And winked.
As Becki poured the pint Alex took some photos then turned the camera to show her and they both giggled. “It looks like a real pub.”
“Let’s have a comfy seat.” Roger said moving over to one of the Chesterfield’s with his pint. There were two three seaters opposite each other with a table between them and Roger sat in the middle of one. Becki and Alex joined him sitting opposite with Becki cuddled in under Alex’s arm. She raised one foot and put it on the edge of the table and let her leg fall to the side. Rogers eyes went straight to her pussy. Becki smiled and also casually started playing with Alex’s cock.
Despite them both sat with throbbing erections, Alex’s being caressed by Becki, the three discussed work. More precisely what Roger and his wife done to be able afford this house.
“That explains the house.” Alex said when Roger had told them. For the next 20 minutes as they sipped their drinks Roger gave them a potted history of his life and told them more of the fun times he and wife used to have. Sex in the back of the car and finally having a threesome with the old guy had started a life of hedonistic holidays and trips to swingers clubs until their first child had come along. Life had got normal then, and stayed that way despite Rogers efforts to relive those heady times.
“Don’t ever have kids” Roger said at the end and they all laughed.
“Anyway. I’m done in. I’ll lock up and go to bed. Stay down here as long as you like. My rooms the first on the left if you need anything otherwise I’ll see you both in the morning.” Roger said standing up and taking his empty glass over to the bar.
“Roger...” Becki said standing up and following him.
When Roger turned round Becki said “What kind of a guest would I be letting you go to bed without helping you out with that hard cock?”
Before Roger could reply Becki dropped to her knees in front of him and started sucking his cock.
“Chapter 4. The old guy gets a blowjob” Alex joked.
Her mouth felt so wonderful around his throbbing cock Roger didn’t argue but just enjoyed this incredible blowjob while Alex watched wanking his 10 inch, fabulous, cock.
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And going by the blowjob I’m getting right now for getting the job I think your going to enjoy your treat too for giving us somewhere to live lol'
Roger smiled and slipped his phone in his pocket and eyed up which trees on the drive needed pruning as he slowly drove down the lane.
“Darling I’m home.” Roger called out as he walked into the house.
Sarah walked into the hall wearing a sexy negligee, transparent leaving her naked breasts visible through the thin material.
“How was work darling?” she asked him before kissing him.
“Mmm good. We hired a new warehouse manager. Alex, seems like a really nice guy. Married, about 26, no kids.”
“That’s excellent.”
“It also means we don’t need to advertise the flat over the garage either. They are looking for somewhere to stay until they get a big enough deposit for a house so having him close by I can keep an eye on him. Hopefully means he won’t leave after 2 months like the last manager.” Roger said wrapping his arms around Sarah and kissing her neck.
“That wonderful, but I think I’d like to meet them first if they're going to living here with us darling. Make sure we'll at least get on.”
“You’ll meet him on Saturday love. I think he wants to impress the boss. When I was chatting I mentioned I’d be pruning the trees down the drive this weekend and he offered to help.”
Sarah smiled “Sucking up to the boss. That’s a good start.” She said laughing as she pushed Rogers jacket off his shoulders and started to unbutton his shirt.
“Note to self. We'll have guests on Saturday so no naked yoga this weekend.” Sarah laughed as she now unzipped Rogers trousers and pushed them off.
“Never used to bother you in the past..” Roger said slapping her naked arse and kissing her before she could reply.
Sarah and Roger like most evenings when he arrived home from work fucked right there in the hallway over their favourite old leather chair.
Saturday morning Roger jumped out of bed with a spring in his step. He slightly pulled back the curtain and was relieved to see it was yet again another bright sunny morning. Bad weather would have ruined his plans.
He quickly dressed and kissed Sarah on the forehead and when she stirred said “I’m just nipping out to the garden centre love. I’ll pick up Alex on my way back so I should be home by 10 to get started on the trees.”
Sarah mumbled something still half asleep as Roger left. During the week Sarah was an early riser, often having an hour’s yoga before breakfast and then leaving for work. Weekends she loves a lie in.
When Alex walked out of the flat Becki was stood in their window with what looked like an oversized shirt, probably Alex’s, pulled around her shoulders wrapped tightly around her.
When Alex got to the car he waved up to his wife and after looking up and down the street Becki pulled the shirt wide open flashing both boys her perky breasts and waved back giggling.
“Ready to impress my wife then?” Roger asked.
Alex was wearing a t-shirt and towelling sweat shorts elasticated around the wait but otherwise lose and baggy just as Roger had asked.
“I just hope she likes me and your plan works Roger.” Alex said grinning.
On the way to the house Roger gave Alex a few tips to get into her good books and impress her, how to respond if she asked questions so they could lead Sarah to a position where she would innocently end up seeing Alex naked. Roger was banking on Alex's body, and especially his cock, to do the work on convincing Sarah to let them move in. Just as they pulled into the drive Roger said “if she does make a move on you be confident. Let her start things, if it happens, but once she’s touched your cock be forceful with her. Dominate her like Adam used to.”
Alex grinned “Fingers crossed.”
The boys set to work on the trees closest to the house. These weren’t small trees and Roger was prepared for the job with ladders, ropes and harnesses as well as chainsaws and hand saws. He was practised, and trained, for it so Roger done all the work of securing himself in the tree while Alex stayed on the ground passing up tools, clearing the cut off branches assisting.
Once they got to work both of them were soon covered in a sheen of sweat, and no small amount of fine wood dust and chippings from the freshly sawn wood.
An hour into the work Roger had finished cutting out the branches that needed to go and returned to the ground bringing all the ropes and slings to the bottom ready to start on the next tree once they’d tidied up.
They were just about to start chopping up the branches into logs to put in the wood store for winter when Sarah first appeared. She walked across the drive over to the tree they stood beneath. Sarah was wearing a skin tight black leotard with a light shirt open at the front flapping in the breeze.
“Morning love. Sarah this is Alex our new warehouse manager.” Roger said introducing them.
“Morning Mrs Drake.” Alex said accepting a kiss on both cheeks from Sarah. Sarah was a tactile person even with strangers and rested one hand on his broad shoulders as they greeted each other.
Roger saw a glint in her eye and a wry smile as her hands touched Alex's body and felt his powerful shoulders.
“Call me Sarah love. Nice to meet you. Don’t let my husband work you too hard.” She said her smile broadening as she looked into Alex's eyes as he beamed a bright smile back at her.
Sarah was very subtle but Roger noticed her eyes looking over his body as he spoke.
Laughing Alex said “I’m not afraid of hard work, Sarah.”
Sarah asked “Would you two boys like a drink brought over before I start my morning yoga? Tea? Coffee? Water?”
“Please love. Water Alex?”
“Please. Thirsty work this.” Alex replied smiling at her.
Sarah gave them a big smile before turning to walk back to the house. As she walked away Roger saw a definite exaggerated sway to her hips. She still had a beautiful arse and Alex and Roger both watched it. Half way back to the house she glanced over her shoulder, checking if they were watching her, and smirked to herself as she slipped through to the kitchen.
“That went well. She likes you. I can tell.” Roger said to Alex as they moved the branches ready to cut up.
“Do you think? She seems nice, and what an arse.” Alex grinned.
“She caught you watching it as well. Let’s show her your reaction to it.” Roger said then slid his hands inside Rogers shorts. Roger stroked his cock just enough to arouse it so it showed visibly bulging but stopping before it became erect.
Looking down after he’d removed his hand Roger said “Perfect. Keep turning to the side once she’s back. Give her chance to notice.”
When Sarah returned with two pint glasses of iced water she’d left her shirt behind in the house. In just her skin tight leotard she handed the boys a glass each.
“Thanks Sarah.” Alex said immediately draining half the glass. Tipping back his head, his chest pushed out he gulped down the water. Sarah saw his bulging arms, as he held the glass his muscles flexed and she allowed her eyes to freely roam over his powerful chest, down his toned six pack stomach and then her mouth fell slightly open as she saw the bulge in his shorts. Alex dropped the glass from his lips and at the same time turned and placed the glass on tree stump just to his side. “Thanks Sarah.” He said, though she barely registered it. Now side on she could clearly see the outline of his cock beneath those shorts. It looked long and swayed as he twisted his body.
Before he turned back to face her, and catch her looking, she turned to her husband and Roger saw her gently bite her bottom lip. “I’m err, just going to the garden. Err yoga” she said her eyes wide.
“ok love. We're just going to cut this up and wheel it round to the log store. We'll try not to disturb you on the way past.” Roger said and kissed her, then slapped her arse as she turned to walk away.
“Ooyyyee” Sarah squealed spinning to face Roger “You bastard. That hurt” she said, laughing.
Roger couldn’t help noticing her nipples had visibly swollen. Larger and more prominent than Becki's they pushed through the material very obviously and Roger smiled at her, using just his eyes he indicated to Sarah to look down.
Sarah glanced down following Rogers eyes and saw her nipples then went a light shade of red mouthing “you just wait” to Roger before turning and walking away. Again she glanced over her shoulder half way to the house, again she caught them both staring at her arse. She smiled and swung her hips just that little bit more with each step she took.
“Fuck Roger. Sarah’s got great tits, and what an arse.” Alex said once she disappeared.
“Not bad is she.” Roger winked. “Come up, let’s get these branches chopped.”
One wheelbarrow full Roger turned to Alex and said “You wait here and I’ll go and see what Sarah made of you, I think I already know though.”
Roger wheeled the barrow round the side of the house and down through the garden to pile the wood ready to dry out for fuel. Roger was hoping Sarah might have stripped, like normal, for yoga but right now she still had her leotard on.
On the way back he stopped beside her, she had her arse pushed up high in the air, breasts close to the floor and head lifted.
“Ok love? Why the leotard? I don’t think Alex would mind if you weren’t wearing it.” He said chuckling.
Maintaining her pose and regulating her breathing, slowing her speech, Sarah said “Your a......pervert.. .you know.....that.”
“And you wouldn’t have me any other way.” Roger joked.
Sarah breathed out and lowered her arse and moved into a cross legged sitting position. Her leotard pulled tigh clearly showed her slit nestled between her full labia.
“Alex seems nice.” She said settling into position.
“He does. Handsome too.”
“I never noticed.” Sarah said smirking as she said it.
“Yeah, yeah. Pull the other one. Like he never noticed your arse, and nipples.” Roger laughed.
Sarah couldn’t help but giggle “He did seem a little, err, excited.”
“little? Nothing little about it.” Roger said smiling as he picked the handles of the wheelbarrow and walked off leaving that thought in Sarah’s mind.
Rogers plan was going well, he thought. He had all day to ramp up the innuendo and tension to see if this led where he hoped it might, no need to rush.
Alex had the next load cut up ready when Roger got back and together they filled the wheelbarrow.
“Ok, your turn. Just keep smiling. Stop and chat if she says anything but keep it 'sweet' for now, if you know what I mean.” Roger said.
“Yes boss” Alex said shaking his head and lifting the wheelbarrow.
“Hold on” Roger said then reached into Alex shorts and brought his cock to a still soft but visibly swollen state.
Sarah noticed Alex walk round the side of the house as she sat cross legged, back straight as a board in the same position as Roger left her. Her breasts were already pushed out and her nipples still visibly erect.
Her eyes alone traced Alex movement down the garden, he’d pass maybe 6 feet from her. Alex was watching her, she felt something deep inside her she hadn’t for a long time. Desire for another man. She tried desperately to control herself but her eyes were fixed to the front of his shorts. His cock was swinging as he walked. Once he got within 10 feet of her he smiled but she never even noticed, her eyes were glued to his shorts as he passed by. Turning only her eyes she watched his cute arse, ‘oh my god' she though. ‘I’m checking him out.’ She tried to look away but she couldn’t. His shoulders so broad. He looked hot.
He was gone for 3 minutes stacking the wood and in that time she took several deep breaths to calm herself. ‘Behave’ she told herself.
Alex came back, ‘oh my god, his cock looks so big' she thought and tried to put the thought out of her mind. This time when he smiled she returned it though. As Alex walked past she saw him, his eyes, looking down at her nipples, she was sure, then, lower. ‘Is he looking at my pussy?’ She thought before he once more passed by. Both of them still smiling.
Sarah glanced down to where she was sure his eyes had been. ‘Oh fuck. I’m wet.’ She thought to herself. Between Sarah's outer labia a line of moisture was visibly darkening the fabric touching her slit.
Sarah remained exactly in the same position hoping Alex would return. She wasn’t sure why but this handsome young man was making her feel things she hadn’t for a number of years and as she waited her mind was picturing him naked.
‘Your old enough to be his mother' went through her mind but she didn’t move, didn’t close her legs or turn away to conceal her erect nipples.
Alex came back with a second load of wood.
“Alex, I told you not to let my husband work you too hard. That’s the second load you’ve brought through “ she said smiling up at him.
Alex's eyes quickly dropped to her pussy and equally quickly back up to her face “I don’t mind Sarah. It’s good to do some real hard work.”
“Hard... works good for you.” Sarah smiled after emphasizing the 'hard'
“Well, best keep the boss happy, and his lovely wife of course, and get to it.” Alex said glancing down to her pussy one last time, his eyes lingering slightly longer, before pushing the wheelbarrow away to the log store.
As Alex had looked at her pussy Sarah had also looked at his cock and she almost gasped as it throbbed softly before he bent slightly to lift the wheelbarrow. 'What a cock.’ She thought closing her eyes. ‘Rest isn’t so bad either' she added in her mind and smiled taking more deep, slow breaths to slow her heart from beating so fast.
While Alex was gone Sarah changed position. When Alex came back from the wood store Sarah was on her feet, her back to him bent in half from the waist, her legs wide apart with her arms stretched out to her toes. Sarah could see Alex, albeit upside down, and saw his huge grin, saw his eyes lock onto her arse and unmistakably saw his cock throb again.
He walked as close to her as he dared with the wheelbarrow and on straight past. By the time he got back to Roger his cock was standing horizontal, or as much as his trousers would allow it to.
Roger said “naked?”
“No. Bent in half, legs as wide as she could get them pointing her wet slit at me. Seriously.”
Roger grinned “This is going better than I’d dare hope.”
They moved everything over to the next tree. They did have work to do after all and Roger thought I might as well make sure of the extra pair of hands while I can.
Roger had a huge grin by the time he climbed the next tree and made a start on the branches. Alex down below had a huge hard-on still not concentrating at all on the tree but daydreaming about fuckin Sarah.
He was only brought out of that daydream when he heard her voice right behind him. “More water you two?”
Startled he’d spun round to face her. Sarah gasped this time when out of the corner of her eye she saw his shorts stretched out on front of him and after the surprise she now had the biggest smile of the morning.
Alex momentarily stunned started to apologise, mumbling about “well, you bent over like that. Look, sorry” but Sarah just laughed and said “Alex, don’t worry about it. Honestly that’s rather flattering, at my age.”
From up the tree Roger shouted down “I keep telling you your arse should be censored love. Can’t blame the poor lad.”
“More water?” Sarah repeated and Alex gratefully accepted “Thank you, that would be great. I’m so hot.”
“Yes, you are.” Sarah grinned and then picked up the glasses and walked away heavily exaggerating the swing of her hips.
When she returned Alex hadn’t calmed down. In fact Roger had told him to quickly get it fully erect before she got back and as they stood chatting Sarah kept looking down at it throb inside his shorts. Alex keep gazing at her breasts and arse when she turned sideways on and all of them knew the other was looking but none of them mentioned it.
“So love. Shall we rent Alex and Becki the flat? Give them a start on saving for a place of their own?” Roger asked.
“Yes, I think it’ll be nice having you around. I’m sure a lovely boy like you must have an equally lovely wife and we'll all get on well together.”
“Thank you Sarah. I promise we'll be no trouble, and we'll be pleased to help out where we can.”
Sarah smiled and turned to walk back to the house then paused, looked over her shoulder and said “I’ll make you boys something to eat in, what, an hour? That should give you chance to sort out the wood.” As she said 'wood' she looked Alex directly in the eye and gave him a wicked grin. Then she sauntered back to the house swinging her hips and causing her arse to bounce.
“Fuck. She couldn’t take her eyes off my cock then.” Alex said when the door closed. “It was hard not to push her to her knees and pull it out.”
Roger laughed “I haven’t seen that look in her eyes for a long time. It might happen sooner than we think. Come on. There’s trees to chop.” He said firing up the chainsaw.
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When I started this even I didn’t quite realise quite how long it would go on, so I apologise for the lost working hours and lateness for leaving the house when you had places to be. Good news, it’s over
If the writing has caused as many orgasms as I’ve written about in the story then I’ll take that as a success. Lol
And, yes, it’s made up. All of it. Not a bit was true.
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