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 Gentle on My Mind 2 By wellard94(C) Summary: An encounter in the park with
a stranger.  Keywords: MF, FF, MFF, violence, consensual, love, older man,
illness, cancer, rape, revenge, sister-in-law Version: 1.01
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a piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment.  It contains
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   Copyright (C) 2012 Jack Wellard.  All rights reserved.

   Gentle on My Mind

   Chapter Two

   Sunshine streaming through the window confused me; it didn't do that in
my cottage!  Then as I got my bearings and I remembered where I was and
whose bed I was sprawled across, naked.  Sadly I was alone.  The delicious
fragrance of bacon cooking downstairs gave me strength to open my eyes and
contemplate moving.  A good pee and a hot shower later and I was back close
to life again, but I needed a shave!  With a towel wrapped around my waist
I headed downstairs.

   "Hello sleepyhead!" rang a happy voice from the kitchen.  "I hope you're
as hungry as me." Sarah stood in front of the cooker, her short pink cotton
robe just reaching below the cheeks of her bottom.

   I wrapped my arms around her from behind as she moved eggs, bacon,
tomatoes and fried bread in the pan.  As I kissed her neck she shivered. 
"Less of that Mister, we need fortifying before we start again!" I kissed
her neck again, patted her bottom and moved to the table.

   "It smells delicious, what are you going to have?" I joked.  A damp
tea-cloth suddenly wrapped itself around my head.

   "This might all be for me," Sarah jested.  "But I could just share a
little with you if you promise to behave!" She was already dishing onto two
large plates.

   She sat alongside but not too close to cramp elbow room as we tucked
into a very welcome breakfast.  After the initial pangs of hunger were
quelled she spoke first.  "Last night was amazing Jack.  In fact yesterday
was the best day of my whole life and I know it's all your fault!"

   "That's the trouble with being so young; perhaps you haven't had time to
enjoy the wicked side of life!" I mumbled in between bites of tomato and
bacon.

   "I guess you didn't do at all badly for an old man but are you ready for
round two?" she asked, still munching toast and wiping the crumbs from
around her lips with her little finger.

   "You took advantage of me yesterday," I said, wiping my plate clean with
a piece of toast.  "You sucked an extra ration out of my poor old cock!  I
might need more time for a re-fill."

   "Oh, sorry, I forgot the coffee." Sarah carried her empty plate to the
sink and returned with the percolator.  "I hope it's not over-done, er the
coffee, not your supply!" she murmured putting two mugs onto the table. 
"Black or white Jack?"

   "With milk for me please, no sugar." I pushed my empty plate away. 
"That was delicious, thank you lover."

   "Lover; I like that!" Sarah smiled.  "I have to say that I loved every
minute of yesterday.  Maybe I have a couple of slightly sore places, but
then perhaps you might kiss them better?"

   I drank half of my coffee.  "That's just what I needed." I turned to
face her.  She followed suit but she opened her knees around mine baring
her thighs and pussy.  I raised an eyebrow.  "Great view from the breakfast
table!"

   She widened her legs and eased her bottom forwards.  "You haven't
finished your breakfast yet old man!" she purred with a sly smile.

   They say `a nod's as good as a wink to a blind man' so I found myself on
my knees kissing the lilywhite flesh of her open thighs.  However, kitchen
chairs are not great for cunnilingus!  I dropped my towel, slipped my arms
under her thighs and heaved her light frame onto my chest.  Luckily the
settee was not far to carry her.  I laid her gently down and tugged the
belt of her robe undone.  Her nipple was hard and eager, I couldn't resist
sucking it.  Down below my frisky old man was demonstrating his interest by
nudging paradise with some eagerness!

   I kissed down her body until I found her cool white thighs again; they
smelled of soap from her shower.  I looked up, she was watching with a
quiet smile, her hand gently holding her breast.  I kissed my way down her
thigh, then slowly lifted her leg to kiss behind her knee.  Above me I
heard a gasp.  Her head was rolling her head back and she was biting her
lip.  I slowly kissed the underside of her thigh.  Sarah was trying to
close her legs but I held the `spare' away from the action.  In this
position my kisses lead directly to her anus.

   My tongue poked briefly into the tight hole; she gasped and tried to
close her legs again.  I held tight and nudged again, lodging my tongue
just inside.  Sarah moaned but seemed now to be pushing her backside into
my face.  Taking that as approval I did my best to lick as far in as I
could reach.  Sarah moaned and held my head.  All I could manage was a
random poking with my tiring tongue.  I let go her thigh and bringing my
hand to her pussy slid a finger into her tight wet cunt.  Then I quickly
swapped the wet finger for my tongue.  My finger slid sweetly into her arse
and my tongue latched onto her clitoris.  Sarah's body went rigid as she
screamed to her first gasping orgasm of the day.  She jerked and writhed
into my face then slumped back onto the settee with a great sigh.

   After a few moments she murmured "Bloody hell Jack, I give you breakfast
and you try to kill me!  That was fucking marvellous; I came so fast, so
hard, so deep, so spectacularly.  I can't describe the exquisite feeling.
Sensations ran prickling right through my whole body and exploded in my
belly." She pushed my head away.  "Let me come back to earth.  Please go
and do something constructive like having a shave or washing up and leave a
poor ravaged maiden to find her equilibrium!"

   "Any girl who can use a five-syllable word after a shuddering climax
must be obeyed" I joked, closing her legs, kissing her knees and getting
up. My quivering erection caught her attention.  She raised a hand weakly
towards my cock, then shook her head and dropped the hand to her side. 
"Let's save that as a reward for doing the dishes" she murmured.

   As a protection for my naked delicate region I wrapped the bath towel
around my middle again and started gathering dishes.  Naked and staggering
slightly Sarah found the stairs and slowly went up to the bathroom.

   Concentrating on work soon sent my rampant dick back to sleep.  I had
stacked everything and had just finished wiping down when Sarah came
downstairs again.  She looked radiant in a bright yellow cotton dress. 
"Can we go to your house Jack?  I'd like to see it.  Is it far?"

   "Not far, we can walk it easily in about fifteen or twenty minutes. 
That OK?"

   "Great, that sounds perfect, I could use some exercise - too much lying
around is not healthy you know!" She giggled, spinning round to flare out
the dress.  There was nothing beneath it!

   My cock was interested but luckily, wrapped in the towel, the growing
erection didn't show.  Heading reluctantly for the stairs I called "I'll go
and find a pair of trousers and a shirt or whatever."

   There was not much in the wardrobe.  I was clearly smaller and slimmer
than George had been but I found a pair of jeans that looked hardly worn.
They were a good size smaller than the rest so were maybe bought by
mistake. The jeans were still a bit loose on me but the belt held them up.
I ignored the shirts as they looked more like tents!  There were some
t-shirts in a neat stack.  Size didn't matter so much with them so I
slipped on the pale blue one.  I had just pulled it over my head when I
heard the doorbell.  Standing still by the door, I listened, hoping Sarah
would be able to send the visitor away quickly.

   Sarah's voice rang harshly through the house "What are you doing here?"

   A man replied "I thought you might be lonely so I came to keep you
company." He laughed loudly and I heard Sarah shriek.

   "Get away Tony.  I don't want you here.  Get out!"

   The sound of Sarah's scream and material tearing were enough to get me
moving.  As I stumbled hurriedly down the stairs I saw Sarah cowering in a
corner of the hall holding her torn dress against her otherwise naked body.
A large burly man was laughing swinging a piece of the yellow material.  I
guessed this was the brother-in-law from hell.

   "The lady asked you to leave" I stated assertively as I reached the foot
of the stairs.

   "Hey, what's this?  Who's this old fart, then?" laughed Tony as he
turned to face me.  "I think you should be the one to leave, this is a
private matter.  Go on, clear off you old git." His voice was confident and
bullying.  "Get out now before I throw you out in painful pieces." He took
a small threatening step towards me.

   Suddenly my head cleared and an icy calm concentration filled me.  The
hallway was narrow, no room for escape.  He lumbered another step closer
his left arm reaching for me.  I stayed just out of reach but I could sense
his next move as he shifted his weight onto his front foot and his right
fist started its long journey towards my head.  I moved inside the arc of
his arm.  With my own forward momentum and all my strength I drove my right
fist balled so that my middle knuckles formed an arrowhead into the point
just below where his ribs joined.  I gave that punch everything, my
shoulder and my whole weight drove forward into his chest.

   Almost in slow motion I watched my fist disappear, driving his shirt
inside his chest.  His skin stretched around my hand.  I pulled back taking
half a turn to my right then swung back hard, slamming my left forearm
across his throat.  Before he had time to react I smashed my bare right
heel down hard onto his right instep and stepped away watching him
carefully.

   Tony stood, rocking as he held both walls with his weakly extended arms.
He was gasping for breath.  Tears of pain were pouring down his cheeks as
his mouth flapped open and closed.  I stepped forward and saw him wince in
expectation as he rocked backwards.  I flicked his buckle open and pulled
the belt free of his trousers.  He couldn't react, he seemed almost
grateful that no further pain had been inflicted.  I pushed his trousers
and underpants down his legs.  As he tried to turn away from me his feet
tangled in the trousers around his ankles and he started to fall away from
me.  I kicked hard behind his knees so that he crumpled into a kneeling
position, his forehead thumped hard down on the stone floor.  He found
enough breath to groan.

   Now I could see Sarah, still crouching with the remnants of her dress
trying to hide her nakedness.  Her eyes met mine.  I smiled and pretended
to wipe the sweat off my brow.  With some apprehension she slowly rose,
hiding herself from Tony with the dress and ran up the stairs sobbing.  I
couldn't help admiring her pert bottom as it jiggled behind her.

   Tony's moaning brought my attention back to the battleground.  I wrapped
the buckle belt around his left bicep and pulled his arm behind his back. I
looped the free end around his right arm and lopped it round just above the
elbow.  Once the belt was cinched tight I pulled off his shoes and
extracted the laces.  Luckily they were long enough for my purposes.  I
tied a slip knot in one end and dropped the loop over his left thumb
pulling it tight and adding a lock knot like a butcher.  I pulled the free
end of the lace under Tony's drooping belly and tied it tight around his
other thumb so that his hands were now tight against his sides.

   Another slip knot in the other lace went round his balls with the other
end I tied tight around his left wrist.  I reckoned he wasn't likely to go
anywhere in a hurry so I went up to see to Sarah.

   The bedroom door was closed.  I knocked lightly and called "It's me
Sarah, Jack.  Can I come in?" I heard movement and the door unlocking.  I
turned the handle and eased the door open.  Sarah clutched at my chest
sobbing.  I wrapped my arms around her and tried soothing words.  She was
inconsolable.  I moved to the bed and sat down with her on my knee and
again held her close.  I stroked her hair and began to softly sing "Gentle
on My Mind" as slowly as I did last night.

   Gradually Sarah became quiet and her grip was less fierce.  I had just
sung the line `And some other woman's crying to her mother 'cause she
turned and I was gone' when she pushed away and asked "Jack, is there
another woman?  For you I mean.  I've been so selfish I didn't even ask!"

   "No Sarah, no-one else for ages.  You've nothing to worry about, I'm all
yours."

   "Thank you Jack, sorry I stopped your sweet song.  What about Tony? 
What should we do?  Should we call the police?"

   "That's up to you Sarah.  If we call them the whole thing gets taken
over.  He gets a sharp lawyer and you end up being publicly blamed for
everything." Did the strictly law-abiding Jack Wellard really just say
that?

   She looked at me.  "So what can we do?"

   "Just about anything you like, he's trussed up like a Christmas turkey
at the moment.  Shall we go and check?" I said; standing and putting Sarah
on her feet.  "Get some clothes on and come down."

   I could see that Tony hadn't moved.  He was breathing, actually sobbing;
his head still on the floor.  His bare backside waved towards the kitchen.

   "Who are you?  What the fuck have you done to me?" he slurred.

   "You raped Sarah.  You came back to do it again" I stated loudly close
to his ear.

   "The bitch is lying.  She wanted it, she loved it.  I know she wanted it
again" he spluttered into the floor.  I hadn't realised that Sarah was now
standing behind me and had heard every word.

   "The lying bastard.  The evil lying fucking bastard, I'll cut off his
filthy cock and stuff it up his arse, see how he likes it!" Sarah stomped
to the kitchen.  I hurried after her and wrapped my arms around her from
behind before she reached the knife drawer.

   "Ssssshh" I whispered.  "Don't get the knife.  Bring the old garden
besom, the one like a witch's broomstick.  I saw it outside when I parked
my bike." I let her go.  Fortunately she obeyed.

   I picked up the largest carving knife and returned to Tony.  Kneeling
alongside him I warned fiercely "Time to repent old son!  So, before she
carves off your little treasure have you anything to say that might change
her mind?"

   Tony wriggled and caused himself more pain.  "No, fuck off whoever you
are!  She'll never do it" he mumbled defiantly.

   I moved close to his ear again.  "She may not, but you've seen what I
can do.  Ready to change that bad attitude before it's too late?" I grabbed
a handful of his hair and lifted his head showing him the large blade.  I
tapped it on the floor so he could hear the steely ring of its long blade.
"Maybe we should invite your wife and see whether she agrees with you or
with Sarah?"

   He started sobbing "No, please no.  Don't bring her into it."

   Sarah, listening to all this picked up the phone.  She held to Tony's
ear so he could hear the dialling tone.  "Are you going to invite June or
shall I do it?" she asked venomously.

   "No, no, no," was the anguished reply from the floor.

   I waved Sarah into the kitchen then said to Tony "We're going to have a
coffee.  We'll see what you want when we come back."

   I closed the kitchen door firmly.  Sarah already had the kettle on and
was busy arranging cups as I gently wrapped my arms around from behind. 
She leaned back against me.  "I'm sorry about this Jack.  Just think . . 
if you hadn't been here . ." she shuddered and I held her closer.

   "Sshsh, it's OK Sarah.  I am here and I'm not leaving.  Let's have this
coffee and think how to deal with this idiot."

   Sarah turned in my arms, stretched up and kissed my cheek.  "Thank you
Jack.  That's all I seem to say isn't it?  You brought me back to life
yesterday and you really saved it again today.  Thank you so much." Her
shoulders dropped and she looking forlorn.  Then she pulled herself
together, smiled weakly and got busy with the coffee making.

   Despite the angry situation I actually enjoyed the coffee and the
home-made fruit cake.  Sarah also seemed more composed as we sat hip to hip
looking out of the window.

   "What's your sister-in-law like?" I enquired.

   "June?  She's great.  Similar age to Tony, probably early 50's but you'd
never know it.  She's a bit taller than me with a little more flesh.  Just
different class really, not a bit like him," she nodded her head towards
the door.  "I get on really well with her when he's not around.  I don't
think he likes June to see me, maybe because of the first rape.  Perhaps
he's afraid I'll let something slip." She sipped her coffee, holding her
hands around the mug.  "Do you really think should we call her?"

   I took her hand, warm from the hot cup.  "She probably has more loyalty
to Tony and might be inclined to take his side so that may not actually be
a good plan just yet.  However, Tony does seem scared of her finding out so
we can keep pretending even though we may not actually call her."

   Sarah picked up the empty cups and plates and took them to the sink. 
She came back and stood next to me as I sat on the kitchen chair.  I
wrapped an arm around waist as she kissed the top of my head.  "Thank you
Jack.  God, if you hadn't been here . ." she shuddered.

   "Hey, don't think about it," I said as I nuzzled my face into her
breast. Her hand pulled me closer.  I dropped the arm I held behind her and
lifted her skirt, sliding my hand all the way to her bottom.  My fingers
slid under the elastic of her panties and caressed her cheeks.

   "Jack!" Her abrupt tone caused me to think she was about to tell me to
stop.  "Jack, I know this may sound bizarre but I feel incredibly horny! 
Can you believe that?" She pulled my face away from her breast, looked into
my eager eyes, then lifted her dress and pressed my face to her panty-clad
groin.  "Take them off Jack.  Please get those fucking knickers off and
lick my aching cunt again!" Such language, what excitement!

   The panties dropped in a micro-second.  I pushed her back onto the table
as I sat between her open legs, her feet over my back.  My tongue went
straight to her juicy lips delving deep, lapping hard.  She pushed her
pussy hard against me, opening her thighs to give me maximum access.  I
couldn't take much more; my jaw was aching as also were my balls!  I opened
my borrowed jeans pulled out my cock stood up and inserted it in what I
would like to describe as one fluid movement.  In truth there a fair amount
of fumbling but the result was the same - my stiff penis was embedded deep
into Sarah's pussy!

   I held it as steadily as possible while Sarah writhed and bucked through
her vivid orgasm.  I kept old cocky deep inside as she recovered; kissing
and caressing her legs which were still extended to my shoulders.

   Gradually I felt her inner muscles activate.  It was delightful just
standing there being internally sucked off by this delicious pussy!  Sarah
seemed to enjoy it too as she became even more excited and less controlled.
Eventually she cried out "Just fuck me Jack, ah, ah, ah." She seemed eager
to let Tony know what was going on as she gasped loudly to every thrust I
made.

   "More, further, harder Jack!  I'm coming and I want your spunk deep
inside my belly!" she exalted me to find further, hotter places.  Suddenly,
with hardly any warning I erupted much more than usual, more spunk than for
many years.  I could feel it flowing almost like the old days.  Each pulse
was excruciating ecstasy.  I lifted her bottom off the table to ensure that
I filled every part of her.

   Sarah was flopped back, completely relaxed.  I couldn't bring myself to
remove my cock and disturb her bliss so I stayed lodged inside, shrinking
delightfully slowly as I regained my breath.  Eventually the soft remains
of my erection only just about plugged her entrance.  I looked up and
enjoyed Sarah's beaming smile.  "Thank you, Jack, lovely Jack." Her hands
came to her crutch, one gently held my flagging member the other capped her
pussy.  "I'm not letting go of your cock or your sperm.  My pussy's never
been so full.  You must have found this crazy situation exciting too!"

   I stood quietly enjoying the sight, feeling and fragrance of this
beautiful woman.  "Jack, you've got a very satisfied smile on your face! 
Are you as happy as me?  Silly me, I almost said fulfilled but it might
have come out as filled-full as me!" Sarah beamed the same satisfied smile
I was feeling.  I was glowing, she was glowing, we really didn't want this
to end.

   A loud groaning and shout from the hall broke the spell.  "Shit, I'd
forgotten about scumball out there!" I said, gloomily closing my zip.

   Sarah smiled serenely.  "I don't want to see him again.  Shut the door.
Just get rid of him.  I want to drift here on this cloud and let your sperm
soak into my body."

   I tightened my borrowed belt and pulled on the now crumpled tee-shirt. I
kissed Sarah's soft lips then opened the door, looking back I saw Sarah on
the kitchen table, smiling one hand clasped tightly over her vagina.  I
closed the door firmly behind me.

   Tony's hairy arse greeted me!  He was still trussed up and looking
distinctly uncomfortable.  "I need to piss," he grumbled urgently trying to
look round for me.  I pulled the trousers and pants off his feet and
stuffed them under his groin.

   "Carry old chap, don't let me stop you," I suggested pulling a chair
round to sit near his head.

   "I can't do it here," he grumbled.

   "OK, pee or don't pee, it's your choice.  Now, we've decided to let you
tell your wife that you raped Sarah and that you came back to do it again.
If you agree we'll let you go; if not I'm going to rape you with the garden
broom." I dropped it in front of him where he could see the large knobbly
handle right in front of his eyes.  It was an old-style besom broom with
birch twigs wrapped around a trimmed ash shaft.

   "You can't do that!  It's too big.  No, fuck off I'm not telling anybody
anything."

   I didn't hesitate.  I picked up the broom and placed the tip carefully
then started pushing and twisting.

   "Stop!  Stop!" Tony shouted.

   "Isn't that what Sarah said?  But you didn't stop did you?" I pushed
hard and twisted.  "You kept going, didn't you?" The end was inside his
rectum now, probably hurting like buggery!

   "Stop, please stop!  I'll do anything." He pleaded.

   "Tell me what you will do, now." Another sharp twisting push and he was
enduring a knobbly bit.  He yelled.

   "I'll tell my wife, I promise.  I'll apologise to Sarah in front of
June. Please stop." Tony sounded appropriately contrite.

   I gave the ash handle another twist.  "Promise or you get the whole
broom next time."

   "I will, I will, I promise" he wailed.

   Slowly I twisted the broom handle to ease it out.  Tony sighed with
relief and slumped forward.

   "So big man, now you know how it feels to be raped.  To be helpless
while someone relentlessly screws you without mercy.  Was that a hard
lesson?"

   "I'm sorry, really sorry for what I did to Sarah.  I want to make it up
to her if that's ever possible." Tony's quavering voice seemed genuine in
his admission of guilt.

   "When you've talked to June get her to call Sarah.  If we don't get that
call we will visit your house later today.  Do you understand?"

   When he nodded vigorously I started to undo his bonds.  Eventually he
was free and I was a little apprehensive that he might want revenge for his
humiliation.  Actually he could hardly move having been cramped up in that
position for so long.  He clearly still had considerable discomfort in his
chest, throat, foot and backside.  The garments he retrieved from his groin
were soaked in urine.  I didn't feel badly about any of that, he had
brought it all on himself.

   When his bonds were undone I stood back holding the knife behind me,
just in case he hadn't had enough.  But his demeanour was apologetic,
contrite and defeated.  I opened the door and watched him stagger to his
car, somewhat gingerly!  Once the car was gone I locked the door and
returned to the kitchen.

   Sarah was busily preparing food.  "You must be starving," she said with
a smile, almost as though nothing had happened.

   I sat at the table feeling exhausted.  Sarah wrapped her arms around me
and cradled my head against her soft breast.

   "He's gone now.  He says he will tell June and even apologise to you in
front of her.  Are you OK with that?" I asked tiredly.

   "Only if you are there with me Jack.  I need you, do you understand?"

   "No problem, I'll be there for you." I reassured with a smile.

   She stroked my head and suggested "Why not have a shower and freshen up.
I can have lunch ready in half an hour so take your time."

   "Good idea, I need refreshing after dealing with that scum." I stood,
kissed her briefly and went upstairs.  I took off my borrowed clothes and
lay on the bed to collect my thoughts.  The next thing I knew was Sarah
gently waking me.  It was over an hour later, she was as naked as she held
me.  I hugged her to me for a few moments.

   "Right my lovely, let's start the day again!  I'll shower and join you
for lunch in the kitchen, OK?" I said brightly.

   "No!" Sarah replied, "I'll join you in the shower and we'll take it from
there!"

   Laughing we headed hand-in-hand for the shower.  We soaped and cleaned
and resisted the all too tempting possibilities of more sex.  Just enjoying
the touching, caressing and loving.  We carefully dried each other and went
downstairs together, naked of course.

   Lunch was marvellous.  I was really hungry, so was Sarah.  It was good
to see her eating well; she needed more flesh on her bony frame.  After
apple pie and ice cream we sat on the sunny terrace with coffee, still
naked.

   "You have a magic secret Sarah" I said.

   "Oh, really what's that?"

   "You look more beautiful with every passing minute!  Even after the
trauma of this morning you look amazing.  Positively radiant."

   "But I did also get a glorious bellyful of your hot spunk to explode the
beauty from inside out to my skin.  I'm sure it works that way, I feel so
much better with a regular injection from Dr Jack!"

   "I didn't know that giving medication could be such fun!  It's a good
job you're my only patient, I'm not sure I could last very long if there
was a queue!"

   "I want to jump in your lap and hold you Jack, but I get such a buzz
from you looking at me that I'm going to wait until I'm completely bursting
with the pleasure your adoring eyes fills me with."

   She stood nearby, obviously now proud of her body.  It glowed with
vigour, it emanated sex.  It had more beauty and grace than any statue or
painting.  I realised that I loved her.

   Sarah picked up the cups to take them inside then leaned over me for a
kiss.  As we kissed I gently touched her quivering nipple then caressed her
breast and ran my fingertips gently down to her pubic hair.

   "If you're trying to start my motor Mister, you're pressing all the
right buttons.  However, we promised to go to your house to get some
clothes and a razor so just back up and let's save it for later."

   "Yes, let's do that; I can hardly wait though.  You have rejuvenated
these old bones!  Look, even my old cock is well ready for playtime."

   "Don't tempt me you wicked old man!  You think with one wave of your
magic wand I will be yours don't you?"

   "It was worth a try.  OK, let's go the Chateau Jack young lady."

   We dressed; me in the same ill-fitting old togs of George's and Sarah in
a fresh flowery frock.  Again her quick twirl revealed the pleasing lack of
underwear.

   "Are you sure you can walk a mile through the countryside without
knickers?"

   "No, Jack, I'm not sure!  I've never tried even walking round the house
without them before today but it makes me feel so sexy, and anyway, you'll
be the only one to know.  I can see why Penny in your story did it; maybe
we can find a convenient tree too!"

   I thought June might have phoned before we left, but no matter my heart
was light now with this gorgeous woman at my side.

   The sun was warm and the walk very pleasant.  We only met a few people,
all exchanged greetings concerning the weather as always.  Approaching my
cottage Sarah paused.  "Jack this is idyllic!  Wow, I fall in love with a
man, then fall in love with his cottage!" She stopped, embarrassed.  "Sorry
Jack I . ."

   I wrapped my arms around her.  "It's OK this old man loves you too and
I'm sure this even older cottage can put up with you!"

   "Oh Jack, I love you.  I realised last night but couldn't believe it. 
Today I just knew for sure.  I ache for you, I love you so much."

   "Come in and consummate my old cottage before I do you right here on the
front lawn."

   As I closed the door and slipped the bolt her dress fell to the floor.
"Now Mr Homeowner, this is a once-only offer!  Have me on this old wooden
floor and I'm yours forever." She sat, then reclined on the hall floor as I
rapidly shed her husband's old clothes.

   I kneeled alongside her, my cock already straining in her direction. 
She reached out and held gripped it lightly as I tenderly kissed her lips.

   "Do you want me to lie down so you can be on top?" I suggested quietly.

   "No Jack.  I want to feel your old oak floorboards and sense how many
other lucky lovers have enjoyed the glories of a true bare board/bare arse
shag!  So come here now, make me yours and make me part of the history of
this perfect cottage."

   She opened her legs and lifted her knees.  I knelt between her thighs
and revered the view, hardly daring to believe my luck.

   "Stop with the admiring thing and get on with the real home fucking
Mister!"

   She pulled my dick and swept it into her own special place with a
whimpering sigh that spoke volumes.

   I knelt between those slender thighs, caressing them, her smooth belly
and her darling breast.  She manipulated her new-found muscles around my
erection, her eyes watching me as I adored her body.

   "You truly make me feel so special Jack."

   "You are special, really extraordinary.  That's why I love you."

   Slowly I closed her knees and eased my balls beneath her bottom.  Her
response was to grip my cock tighter and moan as she crested a mini-climax.
I licked the crack between her knees and she moaned again, I kept up the
stroking at the same time pressing my penis deeper inside her.  Her
fluttering clutches on my erection were sending messages to the sperm
stokers in my balls.  They slowly began loading the charges ready for
firing.  I pressed her knees apart and began long slow deep thrusts.  Each
time I bottomed out she moaned "More, more, fuck me more, on your floor."

   She thrust back so our meeting was hard and exciting.  At each stroke
our bodies collided like stars in a distant firmament.  Our emotions
boiled, my balls were on fire as my final heave sent hot sperm flying into
her loins.  Again and again she drew my penis deeper.  "Give it to me, give
it to me, make our beautiful baby."

   I lifted her bottom and slipped my knees beneath her.  "If that's what
you want then let's give these old swimmers a downhill course in the hunt
for your egg!"

   Sarah giggled.  "I love you Jack.  I'd love to think I could have your
baby but I'm not sure whether the cancer treatment damaged my chances. 
I'll go and see the doctor if that's OK with you?"

   Her body was glistening with perspiration on my oak floor.  I could also
feel our combined juices seeping from her vagina across my balls and down
to the boards.  "I think we've consummated this floor Sarah, now how many
more can we manage?"

   "Jack I'm tickled by that plan.  Let's make a schedule - one of your
floors, one of mine, maybe an occasional neutral place.  I'm getting so
horny at the very thought!"

   My cock came out with a squelchy plop and a giggling complaint from
Sarah.  "Who said you could take that out?  It's mine and I want to keep
it, I want my money back Mister."

   "Sadly, there's a no money back clause, you should check the small
print. However, it's yours, I promise.  I just need to re-charge for some
hours it for you."

   I lay down alongside her on the floor and cuddled her in my arms.

   "Have you ever been pregnant?" I whispered.

   "No.  We didn't use any protection but somehow we never managed it.  I'm
only just 34 this year; lots of women don't even start trying until this
age."

   A distant sound disturbed us.

   "My phone's in my bag Jack.  Over there, can you reach?"

   I passed the leather bag to Sarah.  The call tone had stopped by the
time she opened the bag.  There was a voicemail from June asking Sarah to
call back urgently.  She looked at me, I nodded and she pressed ring-back
and took a deep breath.

   "Sarah darling, where are you I tried calling your house.  I must see
you, I'm so sorry about Tony.  I can't believe what that turd did to you.
Please can we meet?" Sarah had switched onto speaker and June sounded
distressed.  "Please Sarah, where are you?"

   "Hi June.  We are at Jack's house.  What has Tony told you?" Sarah asked
holding the phone in front of her and looking at me.

   "He was in a terrible state when he got home but he told me about . . 
attacking you six months ago and going to your house again today.  I'm so
sorry Sarah.  I can't believe it.  I guess this is why I've hardly seen you
for so long.  Oh darling can I come and see you?"

   We looked at each other naked on the floor and almost bust out laughing.

   "Not just now.  Best wait till we get home June.  Come over at about 4
o'clock, OK?" Sarah had raised an eyebrow to me and I nodded.  I looked at
my watch, we had plenty of time to get back and tidy up a bit.

   "See you then Sarah.  I'm so sorry.  I don't yet know what to say about
Tony.  He's in bed now feeling very sorry for himself and I can't bear to
go near him.  I'll be there at four, take care." The line went dead.

   "Well, he kept his word.  That's a good start I guess," I said, standing
up and reaching down to help Sarah rise.

   "Thanks," she said, wrapping both arms around my waist.  "It will be
good to see June.  Do you want to be there?"

   "Perhaps I should meet her then discretely get on my bike and come
home?"

   "No Jack.  I prefer that we are together for everything now.  I love you
and I want to share everything, good or bad.  Is that alright with you?"
She was clinging to me as we stood, still naked in the hallway at the foot
of the narrow stairs.

   "That's OK, I understand.  Now let's see about some clothes.  Shall we
shower?  You are dribbling juices down your lovely legs!"

   "Show me your house first, ending up at the bathroom.  These juices are
mine, a badge of honour, I like wearing them for you." Sarah looked down at
her glistening thighs then wrapped herself around me.  "I love your hall by
the way, lovely floor."

   "OK, this way to the kitchen, I hope it's tidy."

   "Jack this is perfect.  Look at the view of your garden, how beautiful.
I love it."

   "That's good.  We've already consummated your kitchen, so maybe mine's
next?"

   "Mmm, not too sure you could back up that promise anytime soon old man!
Let's see when I've spied out the rest of your lovely cottage.  Oh I like
this snug lounge Jack, just perfect and what a lovely fireplace for a log
fire too.  Maybe we'll save this for a winter's night!"

   Sarah loved upstairs too especially the bedroom with its garden and
Cotswold views.  I found my electric shaver and started clearing the
stubble from my face while Sarah nosed around.  She came back when the
noise stopped and ran her fingers across my face.  "Oh, that's nice.  Does
that thing have a trimmer?"

   "Yes, just push up here."

   "Great.  Stand still I'm just going to tidy up this little patch." She
knelt in front of me and pulled my scrotum tight then cropped the hairs all
over it.  When she finished she caressed my balls.  "Oh, yes, I like that.
Maybe just a little here too."

   She pressed my cock to one side and trimmed the hairs close to it.  When
it was done to her satisfaction she murmured "I'm so looking forward to
getting my mouth down there without those stray whiskers.  Don't forget the
charger for this shaver."

   The charger and some clothes went into a backpack.  However it seemed
natural for us to remain naked as we returned downstairs.  There were two
steaks in my freezer so we agreed to take those back to Sarah's for this
evening's meal.  These were carefully wrapped and loaded into to my bag.  I
collected a basket of fresh vegetables and fruit from the garden while
Sarah wandered around smelling flowers and enjoying the ambiance of the
garden.  It seemed perfectly natural that we were still naked.

   In my hall Sarah slipped her dress over her head, fluffed her hair and
said, "Come on slowcoach!" I was still pulling up my own fresh jeans. 
Underwear was not permitted!  The colour of my long-sleeved cotton shirt
matched Sarah's dress, chosen by guess who?  The walk back to Sarah's was
uneventful but we enjoyed each other's company as we chatted all the way.

   We were tempted when we closed the door behind us, but decided we should
stay dressed and not visibly aroused as June was due to arrive in less than
an hour.  We worked at tidying, not that there was much to do.  Sarah made
up a tea tray.  I plumped up cushions, straightened curtains and wiped the
hall floor.

   The doorbell surprised us.  June was 15 minutes early.  When the door
opened June wrapped herself around Sarah.  "I'm so sorry, darling.  I am so
ashamed of him" June repeated as she hugged and kissed Sarah.

   Eventually Sarah extricated herself and drew her sister-in-law into the
lounge.  As Sarah introduced me I thought June was going to hug me too but
I kept our contact to a formal handshake until I knew her better.

   June and Sarah sat on the settee, knee to knee holding hands as Sarah
described what happened on both occasions.  June was in tears throughout
and it ended up with Sarah comforting June.

   As June calmed she asked "Can I stay here tonight?  I can't face going
back and seeing Tony." She noticed how Sarah looked across at me and saw my
shrugged shoulders.  "Sarah, I'm sorry!  You and Jack are . .  That's why
you look so amazing.  You are almost glowing from inside.  How could I
suggest . ."

   Sarah cut her off.  "Of course you can stay June.  I have a spare room
you can have.  Yes, Jack and I are lovers.  It's only just started but
already Jack has transformed my life.  I feel so alive now and definitely
less shy about my body." Sarah smiled at me.  "We will be in my room, doing
whatever comes naturally, I hope that won't be a problem for you?"

   June stared at Sarah, then turned to me.  "I hope you are treating my
sister-in-law with the respect she deserves." Her voice serious and almost
threatening.  "Sorry Jack," she sighed and lightened up considerably.  "I
can see that you have something special between you and the transformation
in Sarah is fantastic." She shrugged "Maybe if Tony and I had something
like that he wouldn't have been so stupid.  I can't get over what he did.
Maybe I'm part of the problem.  We hardly ever have sex." June stopped, her
eyes brimming again.  "Sorry Sarah."

   Sarah smiled.  "It's OK.  Why don't you freshen up, Jack and I can start
supper, then we'll get your room organised, OK?"

   June nodded and went off to the bathroom.  Sarah smiled at me then
opened her legs and lifted her skirt to reveal her nakedness.  She stood,
straightened her skirt, winked then took my hand.  "Come on Jack, I need
kitchen staff.  Let's see how if we can make two steaks go round three
people.  What about cutting them into strips?"

   We had started work when June returned.  She looked better; fresh
make-up, brushed hair and a bright smile.  "What can I do to help?" she
asked as she breezed in.

   While the ladies chattered and beavered away I opened a bottle of red
wine and filled three glasses.  By the time supper was ready the bottle was
empty and another started.  We were relaxed in the flickering candlelight
as we sat round the kitchen table eating, talking and drinking.  As Sarah
got up to remove the empty plates she cracked some joke and June wafted a
hand to pat on her passing bottom.

   "Sarah!  Unless I'm very much mistaken there was only one layer of
flimsy clothing between my hand and your flesh!  Is this standard dress
around here?" June tried to lift the hem of the dress but Sarah moved away,
laughing.

   Sarah twirled, showing both of us that she was, indeed, delightfully
undressed.  She giggled "It has been for a couple of days, June.  In fact
usually there isn't even that much fabric so this counts as positively
decent!"

   "Wonderful" cried June.  With a quick bend and flourish a flimsy black
garment flew towards Sarah who caught it and threw it to me.

   "Keep these safe please Jack, someone might need them to go home in!"
she announced as June's black silk panties dropped in my lap.

   "Now that's put me off my stroke, what's for afters?" started Sarah. 
"Oh yes, I remember . .  June, do you know how to make custard?"

   "Of course, dear.  Why?" she responded.

   Sarah smiled.  "Just one of Jack's favourite memories coming back to
haunt him.  Come on, let's do it." She pulled June up, wrapped her arms
around her sister-in-law and whispered in her ear, winking at me as she did
so.

   They giggled and danced as they prepared the pudding.  All I could do
was pour more wine, light more candles and be patient.

   It was worth the wait though.  Sarah carried a fabulous freshly-made
steamed jam sponge turned upside down on a large platter while June brought
a huge jug of steaming yellow custard.

   "Yes Jack, I read about that in your story.  So what's the routine, do
we both have to show you our hidden assets?" Sarah enquired mischievously.
June looked a little uncertain.

   I got up and took the platter, placed it on the table and accepted the
jug of custard to place alongside it.  I kissed them both on the cheeks. 
"My lovely ladies, what you do with your beautiful assets is entirely up to
you.  Thank you so much for this delightful surprise though, it's very much
appreciated that you made my favourite.  Shall I serve?"

   "Darling, you can service me any time!" whispered Sarah, but loud enough
for June to hear.  June still looked a touch apprehensive but after all she
had volunteered to remove her underwear!

   I took great care in cutting a slice for Sarah, placing it carefully in
the centre of a plate.  As I handed her the plate she delicately pulled up
her skirt and opened her legs revealing her pussy to me.  June could also
see, in fact she leaned over to get a better view.  I passed the custard
jug to Sarah and turned to June.  She had recovered her composure and
smiled her thanks when I offered her some sponge.  Out of the corner of my
eye as I cut her slice I could see June edging her skirt higher up her
thighs.  Never had serving pudding been so erotic!

   Giving her plenty of time I accepted the jug back from Sarah then passed
it and the plate to June.  She smiled politely as she took the plate, her
legs widening to reveal her black pubic hair.  "That looks delicious" she
said.

   "It certainly does!" I responded heartily.  June didn't close her legs.
As she finished pouring the custard she caught the final dribble on her
finger and drew it into her mouth looking me in the eye as she sucked off
the custard.

   Sarah laughed.  "That's the spirit June, enjoy your afters!"

   The pudding was great.  However, I found it hard to concentrate knowing
that if I glanced one way I would see a blond pussy and if my eyes strayed
to the other side a dark one was watching me.  I wondered how far this
might go.

   As I finished I sat back and applauded.  "Magnificent in all respects,
thank you both so much."

   "Come on Jack, play the game" said Sarah.  "The girls have done the
afters; we expect the same service from you for the coffee.  Get to it
Mister!"

   "My pleasure, madam.  Now, have you both had enough, shall I clear the
plates?"

   "Yes to clearing the plates, not so sure about having had enough, we'll
let you know later!" Sarah rose and took June's hand, "Come on let's get
comfy while Jack sorts out the coffee." They moved to the settee.

   Not entirely sure how far Sarah wanted this game to go I started the
coffee grinder and put on an apron then removed my trousers out of sight of
the ladies.  The situation had given me the start of an erection, luckily
not at the full tenting-out stage yet!  I turned out the kitchen light so
that the only illumination was the candle light on the table and in the
lounge.  With the coffee in the pot and cups on a tray I returned to find
them sitting close together on the settee, whispering and holding hands.

   "Would madam like anything with the coffee?" I said, trying to look like
a butler.

   Both shrieked when they realised what I was wearing and what the apron
was hiding.  In fact both threw their legs in the air giving me another
sighting of their thighs and beyond.  That made the tent begin to rise,
this resulted in yet more shrieks and wider views.

   "Jack, stop it!"

   I stepped forward standing in front of them.  Handing an espresso to
Sarah I asked in my best butler's formal voice "Would madam like cream with
her coffee?" She placed her coffee on the table, then glancing wickedly at
June lifted one corner of the apron so that she could see beneath but June
couldn't.  She reached under and caressed my shaved balls delicately.

   "Delightful but maybe I'll save that for later, thanks."

   I handed June her small cup and saucer.  "Would madam like cream with
her coffee?" June glanced at Sarah who nodded and smiled.

   Putting her coffee down June slowly raised the nearest corner of the
apron and gazed at my erection.  "I haven't seen a real one of those for
ages" she murmured reaching her other hand to softly caress the length of
my cock.  Still gently holding it with two fingers she said "Maybe just a
dash, if that's OK?" She looked at Sarah who again nodded.  Sarah even
raised the other corner of the apron.  All that I could see was two heads
disappearing under the flap.

   The sensation of soft moist lips closing over the tip of my cock was
spectacular in this situation.  Fortunately she merely held it momentarily
then withdrew, blowing lightly onto the end as she moved away.

   They dropped their respective corners leaving my cock trembling, visibly
shaking the quivering tented apron.  Sarah caressed June's cheek, her
fingers coming to rest on the corner of her sister-in-law's mouth.  She
softly traced the red lips, then leaned in and kissed them tenderly.

   It lasted only a moment but was so beautiful.  Sarah looked up at me
"Thank you Jack, won't you join us?" she asked in a low voice as she moved
to make a space between herself and June.

   "Your wish is my command" I responded.  I turned presenting them with my
bare backside.  "I wonder if one of you lovely ladies might kindly undo
this apron."

   A pair of hands immediately fell on each cheek stroking my buttocks as I
waited.  Eventually I felt a tug at the bow on the apron strings.  It
slowly fell forward and drooped over my rigid cock.  "Thank you." I said,
turning.  "There seems to be a minor problem with removing this garment."
As I spoke, they shrieked.  Then my own laughing caused the apron to wave
like a flag in a breeze.  This only raised more hilarity.

   Sarah pulled it off, patted the space between them and suggested "Sit
down Jack before you kill us, I'm almost wetting myself here."

   I eased into the space.  It was really a two-seater settee so we were
extremely snug.  It was easier to fit if my arms went across the back of
the settee rather than trying to squeeze my shoulders between the ladies.
The advantage now was that I had two armfuls of warm female.  The
disadvantage was that I couldn't reach the coffee or wine!

   Sarah spotted my dilemma "Poor Jack, can't reach his coffee.  It's so
nice too.  Here, let's try sharing." She took a good sip of her espresso;
then pulled my head into a warm coffee-flavoured kiss.  She opened her lips
and dribbled some coffee into my mouth.  We carried on kissing long after
the transaction had been completed.

   Meanwhile June was stroking my naked thigh.  "I've still got some here.
Can I try that please?" She was asking Sarah who gave her approval with a
smile.

   Kissing any woman for the first time is a wonderful experience but this
kiss came with the added bonus of hot coffee.  Again the kiss lasted longer
than necessary.  As June kissed me she half turned and pressed her breasts
against my chest.

   "Perfect" she said as we broke away.

   "Wonderful coffee Jack" said Sarah.

   "Freshly ground and always served in heated containers.  I read that on
the internet somewhere" I replied as Sarah poured more into her cup and
loaded another mouthful.

   She pulled me into an even longer, more passionate coffee feeding kiss.
It was delightful.  a I really wanted my other arm to caress her but
thought June might feel left out if I removed my arm from around her
shoulders.

   We sat quietly for a while, their heads on my chest.  One after another
candles sputtered into darkness.  When there were only two flickering stubs
lighting the room Sarah touched June's cheek and said "I think it's time I
took this old fellow to bed!"

   June leaned forward and kissed Sarah on the lips and did the same to me.
She stood and brushed her crumpled dress down.  She was about to leave when
she paused.  "Thank you both for a wonderful evening.  I've had some novel
experiences and enjoyed every one enormously." She paused, then continued,
more breathlessly "I wonder if you would mind if I did something else I've
never done before?"

   "What might that be June?" enquired Sarah pushing herself upright.

   "I know I'm a bit of a show-off and like to dress well but I've never
actually undressed in front of people other than my husband.  Can I . .?"

   "Would you like more light?" Sarah asked as she nodded her approval.

   "No, it's partly the dim light which gives me courage." Standing only a
few feet from us June reached behind her back and pulled on the zip. 
Before going any further she also unclasped her bra.  She eased the dress
and bra straps down one arm then the other.  Now she was covered but only
by the garments she still held close to her neck.

   Gathering her composure June smiled and slowly pushed the clothes away
from her hands.  She looked incredible; the soft dim light was extra
flattering.  Sarah jumped to her feet "Beautiful, just gorgeous!  Isn't she
Jack?"

   "Yes" I nodded in affirmation "Absolutely fabulous.  Well done June, you
are stunning.  Thank you so much."

   Sarah quickly lifted her dress over her head and threw it onto the
settee then hugged her sister-in-law.  June stood back after a moment. 
"Sarah, I've never seen . .  I mean your breast, your chest." June stroked
the vacant area.  She murmured "You were so courageous." She caressed the
breast and the space alternately.  "You are so beautiful." June leaned
forward and kissed the scar, then the breast.

   Sarah meanwhile caressed June's full breasts, taking their weight and
tweaking the nipples.  Both were moaning as they pressed harder together.

   The penultimate candle spluttered into a smoky trail, the last one
looked ready to expire.

   Sarah took June's hand and drew her to the door.  I wondered if this was
to be an all-girl party.  Sarah looked back "Come on Jack, you might be
needed upstairs," she called, now with an arm around June's waist.  Their
bottoms, snuggly side by side looked so sexy.

   I extinguished the last candle and checked the doors then filled a jug
with water and followed the sounds from upstairs.  They were on Sarah's
bed, each eating the other's pussy.  Erotic though it was I needed a pee so
I slipped quietly to the bathroom.  I shaved again and wiped my body down
with a warm flannel to freshen up.  Back in the bedroom both women were
giving and receiving deep orgasms.  It was a wonderfully erotic sight so I
sat back and enjoyed their pleasure.

   Eventually they were exhausted and lay on the bed wrapped in each
other's arms.  I filled two glasses with water and gently lay down behind
Sarah only just touching her.  She murmured something unintelligible and I
fell asleep with my arm draped across her.



   To be continued in Chapter Three very soon . .  watch this space!