Tim laughed, "You don't have to go too far, just flirt a little, get him into one of the stalls and encourage him to get naked for you but be ready for a quick getaway. As soon as John's naked in the stall, you have a little coughing fit and run for the hills, leaving John in a compromising position, I'll be coming in, just push me to one side as you run away and I'll meet you back here in an hour!"

Ben walked the long way round to the toilet block, he spotted John half hidden by the bush at the back of the BMW and he stopped for a moment, looking all around the car park before stepping into the toilet. Ben was standing in front of a urinal bowl when John stepped in and stood two urinals away from Ben.

There was an awkward, "Warm for the time of the year..." from John, Ben looked over at John's face and smiled, then he looked down at John's cock in his hand, John was facing the urinal but instead of pissing, John was rubbing his cock as he stood there facing straight ahead but looking sideways at Ben.

Ben made a big thing of looking at the entrance to the toilet and then Ben looked over his other shoulder at the three doors to the stalls, all three doors were wide open. John also looked at the stall doors.

Ben let go of his own cock but left it hanging from his trousers, he made a beckoning gesture to John with his hand just an inch away from his own cock. John looked at the toilet's entrance again before shuffling in closer to Ben.

Ben reached over and took John's cock in his hand, the last time that Ben had done anything like this, he was still at school but as he rubbed John's cock, everything came flooding back, Ben peeled John's foreskin back and he rolled John's cock in his fingers, inspecting his cockhead to make sure that John was clean..."What do you like mate?"

John smiled at Ben, "I'm John...I'm not sure what I like...this is actually my first time!"

"You married John?"

John nodded his head and then he looked at the entrance again.

"Are things difficult with your wife at home at the minute?"

John nodded his head and then he looked at the three empty stalls and then back at Ben's face and gave him an awkward smile as he reached around Ben's front and took Ben's cock in his own hand.

Ben made another check of the entrance and then he smiled at John, "Do you like to have your cock sucked or do you like to suck cocks?"

John seemed unsure and he shrugged his shoulders

"You like it when your wife sucks your cock though don't you?"

John had a pained expression on his face and he shook his head, "My wife has never sucked my cock...no one has ever sucked my cock before!"

Ben could see that John was emotionally off balance so he moved things on a little, "Come over to the stall with me, I'll suck your cock for a few minutes, so long as you suck my cock for me after!"

John was the new boy on the block and it had never crossed his mind to do anything more than just a little mutual masturbation at the urinal but now Ben was moving things on and changing the location to one of the stalls. Ben sat on the seat and encouraged John to stand in front of him. John's wasn't the first cock that Ben had sucked, he'd done a lot of it when he was a young boy, he'd done a lot of it in this very toilet when he should have been at school.

Ben pulled John in closer and sucked his cock through his fly hole, Ben was giving John the best blow-job he could manage and as he was sucking John's cock, he was unfastening John's trousers and pulling them and John's underpants down past his knees and then he changed things up a little, Ben was stroking John's buttocks as he pulled him in closer to get more of John's cock into his mouth. Ben started to feel in the valley between John's buttocks, searching out his anal muscle and probing it gently. Ben let John's cock pop out of his mouth and he looked up at John's face as he massaged the tip of his finger over John's anal muscle, "Is this okay John?"

John looked very confused, in his own mind, what he'd done up to now was just the actions of a desperate man...not really gay. It had been an impulse thing, John had stopped to use the toilet yesterday, he'd found a story written on the back of the door, just an amateur sex story but John had been so sexually frustrated that as he read the story, he started to masturbate himself until another man arrived in the toilet and had frightened John off and John had run for it, leaving himself even more frustrated.

John shrugged his shoulders, when he stopped off, all he was planning on doing was to use the toilet and the story he found on the back of the toilet door yesterday to satisfy an itch and empty his balls to take the load off of himself but when he arrived today he found that the story had already been cleaned off of the door by the cleaners so now John needed a little more help to get off and rather than reading the story to get off, John was enacting part of the story for the same reason!

Ben spotted John's uncertainty and pressed his finger in a little harder as he sucked John's cock back into his mouth and gave him a few more seconds of pleasure but stopping short of getting John off and he continued to massage John's anal muscle. Ben even spat on his finger and transferred that spit to John's anus to act as a lubricant and massaged a little deeper. John was on the edge of his orgasm when Ben stopped for the second time.

"How about it John, you ready to give my cock a little suck now?"

John had a sudden reality check, he had loved having Ben sucking his cock but now that he was expected to reciprocate, John wasn't so sure that he wanted a stranger's cock in his mouth...especially after experiencing just how much effort Ben had put into the oral sex act...John knew that he wouldn't get away with a half-hearted act himself, especially as he still needed Ben's help to get off.

Ben looked at the pained expression on John's face, "If you don't want to suck my cock John, can I try something else...if it hurts too much, I promise that I won't keep going and if you let me try, I'll get you off even if I can't fuck you!"

The pained expression on John's face turned to a look of shock and that shock was all down to Ben saying the words 'Fuck you'...John had convinced himself that it was all just a little fun, not serious sex. John was desperate to get relief, even if he had to endure a little pain first to pay for the pleasure to come. John managed to nod his head and Ben slipped off of the toilet's seat. Ben got behind John, he told John to put his hands on the toilet seat and started pushing John's T-shirt up his back, John looked over his shoulder nervously, Ben stopped pushing John's shirt momentarily, "Look, it's okay, we do this here all the time, I'll keep my belt fastened and if anyone comes in, I'll step away from the door, you push it closed and wait until we're alone again...okay?"

John relaxed a little, Ben seemed to have everything in hand, Ben obviously had much more experience at toilet sex than John. John allowed Ben to slip his shirt all the way off and Ben hung the shirt over the coat hook on the side wall of the stall. Ben rubbed his cock against John's bottom...John remembered from his youth that he needed to remain relaxed...not from personal experience but John's family were half Greek so, growing up, anal sex...or Greek sex as his family called it...was a constant source of adolescent conversation, every girl in John's family admitted to having regular Greek sex and they all said that it didn't hurt if the man or boy doing it knew what he was doing and was gentle the first time!

Ben rubbed the head of his cock down the valley between John's buttocks, "Can you open your legs a little wider please John?"

John tried but his trousers around his ankles stopped him widening his stance. Ben squatted down behind John and he kissed John's bottom as he helped him slip his feet out of his trousers, the trousers were then hung from the same hook on the side wall of the toilet cubicle.

Ben placed John's feet as wide apart as he could get them within the confines of the toilet cubicle...this was the point that Ben was supposed to cough and bring Tim Gladstone into play but Ben had been strictly heterosexual for so long that Ben had forgotten just how much pleasure was to be had from breaking in an anal virgin so he spat on John's brown eye before standing up and taking advantage of John's virginal arse!

Ben's coughing didn't bring Tim Gladstone into the toilet, it was the sounds that John was making as Ben sodomised him...and Ben wasn't being at all gentle as he busted John's anal cherry. John was making so much noise that he didn't hear Tim Gladstone entering the toilet, Ben had spotted his friend though but that didn't stop Ben pushing through to his orgasm, spilling his cream up John's bum.

Ben was running through his orgasm and Tim gave Ben the 'Okay' hand signal, Ben nodded his head and then he said, "Thanks for letting me do that to you John, it's your turn to cum now!"

And on the word 'Cum', Ben nodded his head and Tim screamed out, "What the fucking hell's going on in here?"

Ben jumped away from John's arse, he pushed Tim against the toilet door and ran past him fastening his trousers as he ran. John was in a state of shock as he froze in place...legs wide open, bent over the toilet seat, his freshly fucked arse dribbling Ben's semen down the backs of his legs, looking over his shoulder at the man struggling to his feet after being pushed over by Ben. John gasped as he took in the picture, the man that had screamed at them, hauling himself back onto his feet was wearing a yellow high visibility coat with a matching peaked cap...John prayed that the man was a school crossing patrol but his heart sank as the man flattened his coat back down, John read the word 'Police' on the fluorescent flash and John also spotted the body camera strapped across the policeman's chest.

"Your fucking mate won't get far, I've got him on my body cam, someone at the station's bound to recognise him!"

John still hadn't moved, he was waiting for his heart attack to finish before he moved.

"I'm Police sergeant Tim Gladstone, and you're fucking nicked you dirty pervert...you don't have to say anything but anything you say will be recorded and could be used in court...now, wipe your arse and get dressed!"

John jumped into action, he used the toilet paper provided by the council in the toilet to wipe Ben's spit and spunk away from his bottom and then he pulled his trousers on, followed by his T-shirt.

John gave Tim his name and address, he also had to show Tim his wallet to prove his ID.

Tim pulled the first photograph out of John's wallet and he held it so that his body camera could film it, "Who's this then John?"

"My wife, Victoria!"

"Your wife is very beautiful John, what will she say when she finds out that I've caught you in a public toilet committing the crime of gross indecency in a public place?"

John looked miserable as the second photograph was pulled out of his wallet and Tim said, "So, who are these then John?"

John pointed to the girl on the left of the photograph, "That's my eldest daughter Sarah, she's twelve years old now, in the middle is Dawn, she's just ten and on the right is my son Peter, eight!"

"You have a lovely family here John...shame to throw it all away for five minutes of pleasure!"

Tim escorted John from the toilet and out to an unmarked police car, there was no insignia on the outside of the car but the space between the front two passenger seats was full to bursting with police radio equipment and a computer terminal. John was pushed into the back seat and the door closed and then Tim slipped into the front passenger seat, "We'll just have to wait for the area car to come and collect you...is that BMW your car John?"

John nodded his head, "Well, not my car exactly...it's a company car, you know, lease hire!"

Tim looked over at John's car, he was making a big thing of capturing the car on his body mounted camera, "Did you drive here today in that car John?"

John nodded his head and said, "Yes, I was driving through from Northampton to Glebe Farm!"

Tim shook his head, "That's a pity John, it looks like a nice car, very sporty...very fast but as you used it to drive here to commit a crime, it means that I have to make an application for seizure of the car, that will make things awkward for your company as they'll have to pay the lease hire company for the car and they may not be able to get another one."

John was now doubly shocked, he'd assumed that things could be kept a little on the quiet...Victoria would have to know but John had hoped that no one else would have to find out about it.

John was almost in tears when he said, "Is there anything I can do so that no one else has to find out about what I've done?"

Tim was looking up at Ben's office window and exchanged a smile with Ben...John was broken, Tim could make any demands and John would agree to them.

A marked police car pulled up outside the toilet and Tim stepped out of his car, he walked over to the driver and greeted him, "Hi guys, I've checked the toilet, no one in there at the moment, here..." Tim handed over a five pound note, "...pop round the corner and grab yourselves a coffee on me, be back on patrol in ten minutes though, no longer!"

John just sat there watching Tim taking to the two policemen that he assumed had been called in to take him into the police station and then he saw the two men walk off towards the High Street and that confused John a little.

Tim sat back in the front passenger's seat of the car, "John, just before my colleagues came to collect you, you were asking if there was anything that you could do to make this all end quietly...what were you offering me exactly..."

John shrugged his shoulders, he had no idea what he could offer the policemen to bury his crime.

"...I mean, there's a forty thousand pound BMW car parked over there, the local proceeds of crime committee could use that forty thousand pounds to help take drug gangs off the local streets...come on John, what's on the table, my friends will only be gone for ten minutes to have their coffee break and once you're in the system, there is nothing that can be done to help you!"

John shook his head and then buried his face in his hands, "Anything...what do you want...I'll do anything!"

Tim fought back the smile, "The thing is John, I have a little kinky side myself...I like the thrill of flirting with a man's wife in front of him, knowing that the man just has to sit there and take it!"

John looked up in disbelief, "Won't do you any good flirting with my wife sergeant...she's totally frigid...that's why I was in there!"

Tim fixed John in the eye and smiled, "In that case...I like flirting with young girls as well...flirting with them right in front of their father..."

John shook his head in disbelief.

"Okay then John, it's up to you..."

Tim started to type into the computer terminal, John read his car's registration number on the screen and the words 'seizure order'. John jerked into life, "Wait a minute...what will I have to do?"

Tim grinned at himself, "For a start, you can invite me to your house tonight, introduce me to your wife and kids as a good friend of yours and, no matter what I do, just you remember that I've got the recording on my body cam, I've filmed your car and your admission that you drove here in that posh car, so if you forget yourself tonight, I'll just resurrect the film and start seizure proceedings for the car and submit the original charge!"

John thought that his ordeal at the hands of Tim Gladstone was over now that he'd agreed to invite the police sergeant to his house for dinner and the opportunity to flirt with his wife or his daughters but Tim wasn't finished, Tim was a good police officer and he knew the value of good intelligence so he was quizzing John about Victoria, his wife, and he wanted to know everything that John knew.

"What secondary school did your wife go to?"

"She went to Hamilton school until she was sixteen and then she left, she didn't go to sixth form or university!"

"Did your wife have a serious boyfriend when she was at secondary school John?"

"A boy call Allen Brown, they were together until he went off to college, Allen didn't come back to the area after university, he married a girl in London!"

"Did Allen take Victoria's virginity John?"

John was really embarrassed by the questions but he shook his head, "No, Allen wasn't Victoria's first...far from it!"

"How old was she when she lost her virginity?"

"I think that she was under twelve years old her first time."

"So, she was between the age of your youngest and eldest daughter when she lost her cherry then, do you think that your wife would over react if Sarah, or Dawn, lost her virginity at their current ages?"

John had to shrug his shoulders, "My wife has a total downer on all sex at the moment, I have no idea how she'd act if Sarah or Dawn told her that they weren't virgins anymore!"

Tim kept John busy for an hour, he unfastened his body camera off of his chest strap and mounted it on the dashboard of the car to film John as he answered Tim's questions...Tim also took his police top coat off and was in civilian clothes under it.

Tim got a long list of the likes and dislikes of the Clarke household, things like John's wife Vicky didn't drink, she hated most forms of alcohol but as a young girl, when her older boyfriends took her out, they would ask her what she wanted to drink, she usually asked for a soft drink, the man would offer her a port and lemon with just a small port and a lot of lemonade and over time, Vicky's drink was less of a soft drink having more port and less lemon so Victoria always associated Port with fun and so that was the only alcohol she would ever drink, John had actually mentioned that his three kids had come about after evenings when Vicky's friends had pressurised her to drink port, 'Just to keep them company!' John always knew that he would get sex if he could smell Port wine on her breath.

Sarah was a typical twelve year old girl, she was desperate to grow up faster than John was comfortable with, John didn't allow Sarah to wear perfume or makeup but he knew that Sarah would often steal a dab of her mother's favourite perfume, '4-7-11' and sometimes a little light pink lipstick, blusher and eye shadow if she thought that her father had already gone to work before she left for school.

Dawn was mad keen on dancing and anything to do with horses while Peter had an itch for dirt biking, he was forever pestering his father to buy him a little petrol dirt bike to ride around the farm.

Tim had been making notes as John spoke, he tapped the back of his pen against his notebook, "You mentioned that when Vicky was between ten and twelve years old, her boyfriends would take her to the pub..." John nodded his head, "...do you know the name of anyone who had sex with her at that age?"

John thought for a moment, "She was dating one of my dad's friends when she was about eleven years old, I saw her with Eric Flowers, he was the local garage manager...my father had just bought the garage and was holding a party to get to know all his new staff. Vicky had already had a few drinks at the local pub before the party, I saw my dad give her a glass of neat port, she drank that like it was a soft drink, then another of my dad's friends gave her another straight port and a few minutes later Vicky disappeared but Eric was still at the party so she was in another room somewhere in the house because when Eric left the party, Vicky was with him again!"

Tim stopped John at that point, "Do you think that your father and his friends had sex with her at that party?"

John looked quite excited when he nodded his head.

Tim smiled and wrote Eric Flowers in his note book, "What's your father's name John?"

"Ron Clarke...why?"

Well, I'm so much older than you, I can't claim to be an old school friend, but Eric Flowers and your father can be my ice breaker tonight when I meet Vicky!"

Then Tim got John to phone Victoria and tell her that he'd met an old friend who had just returned to the area after over twenty years away and John told her that he'd invited Tim around for dinner. Tim then pointed at the toilet, a smart looking business man was just walking in, "See that man John, his name is Peter Crosby and he's well known around here for playing in the toilets, if you still need to get off, go in and see him, he’ll give you some cock fun and I'm finished work now...so no one will bother you for the rest of the day...I'll see you at your house at six o'clock!"

John nodded his head and after Tim let him out of the back of his police car, John walked to his own car and climbed in behind the driving seat and started the engine, as Tim reversed away from his parking space. John didn't follow Tim's car for long, Tim was driving in the direction of the High Street exit and was soon out of sight.

John sat and ran through what had just happened in his head, he had been so desperate for an orgasm earlier, Tim bursting in on him had killed that need but then, the last hour in Tim's car, telling all about his wife and his daughters, telling Tim everything that his family liked and disliked, giving Tim the information to try to get his wife into bed as well as even more information about his daughters, even though they were only twelve and ten years old. John was turned on all over again. John considered driving out of town, finding some private spot and looking after his own need but John suddenly spotted someone else entering the toilet and he berated himself at his missed opportunity.

By the time John turned his car engine off again, Tim was back in Ben Walker's office with another cup of coffee in his hands for him and his friend. Tim said, "I see John Clarke is still in his car...how was it?"

Ben laughed and he looked down at the black BMW sitting there with puffs of exhaust smoke dribbling out from behind the car, Ben said, "I'd forgotten just how much fun it was to play in the toilet, but it came right back to me as I fucked John's arse!"

Tim looped his arm over Ben's shoulder, "I'm feeling horny Ben, you fancy sucking me off?"

"What's on offer?"

"John's wife will be a dead cert, I'll probably have her cunt by this time tomorrow, I've got all the information I need to get both of his daughters as well, you could have the ten year old girl if you like...or, perhaps, with your newly awakened pleasure at taking anal virginity, I could set you up with the eight year old boy!"

"How do you think that John will react when you hit on his daughters?"

"I was watching him as I was interrogating him, he was quite turned on when he was telling me about his daughters and he even went further than I was asking him to go, telling me far more about his daughters than I was asking for..." Tim nodded down towards John's car, "...and if proof were needed!"

Ben looked down at John's car, the engine had been turned off and John was walking towards the toilet. Ben said, "You're right, he must be really turned on, I've never seen anyone go back into the toilet looking for fun in the same week as being caught in there, never mind just two hours later!"

Tim pushed his friend down onto his knees and opened his trousers, filling Ben's mouth with his cock as he watched John walking towards the toilet.

John walked into the toilet gingerly so as not to disturb anything going on inside, he spotted the rapid movement as Peter Crosby jumped away from the stall door and ran to the middle urinal on the wall opposite the stalls. John walked over to the urinals and took the free urinal to Peter's right, John looked over at the closed stall's door, he could see bare feet under the door...Peter saw John looking and when John looked back at Peter's face, Peter smiled and said, "You looking for fun?"

John nodded his head and Peter shocked John by just turning to face him, he reached out and hooked the back of John's neck with his left hand, pulling John's face into his own and taking John's cock in his right hand he started to rub him. Peter broke the kiss and both men looked towards the now open stall door where the second man was that John had seen going into the toilet, the man was totally naked and just standing there rubbing his cock in his hand.

Peter whispered, "Do you take it mate?"

John frowned a little, "Take what?"

Peter chuckled, "I can see that you're new to all this so...I mean, do you take a cock up your bum?"

John looked a little shamefaced, "I did for the first time this morning, just before..." John stopped himself saying that he'd been caught out by a copper, "...someone came in and almost caught us at it!"

Peter pulled John's body in closer and he pushed his hand down the back of John's trousers and underpants and Peter wriggled a finger about John's bottom, "I see that your friend got off in you earlier mate, did he get you off before you were disturbed?"

John shook his head and Peter started pulling John's trousers down, John suddenly remembered how screwed he'd been because Ben had stripped him off earlier before running out on him so John stopped his trousers falling past his knees, "You can't take my trousers off!"

Peter chuckled, "I don't need to take them all the way off, that's low enough for me to fuck you.

Peter pulled John over to the naked man in the toilet stall and pushed John's face down to the second man's cock and John took it in his mouth while Peter fucked John from behind. John took a second load of spunk up his bum and then Peter turned the second man and pushed John over his back, encouraging John to fuck the second man up his bum...John's first time giving Greek sex!

John got into the swing of sex in the public toilet, he had more sex in three hours with other men than he'd had with his wife in the past five years so at four o'clock, he left the town's public toilets a very happy man.

John got home just before five o'clock and he drove past Tim Gladstone's car before pulling onto his drive, Tim was at John's side as John got out of his car, John looked a little pissed at Tim because John wanted to warn Vicky about Tim before he turned up at the planned time of six o'clock but Tim already being there had ruined John's plan.

John let Tim in the house and Tim made a beeline for Victoria as she stood in the middle of the living room, Tim was quite flamboyant as he greeted Vicky with a kiss on her cheek while saying, "Vicky Porter...I couldn't believe it when John told me that he'd married Vicky Porter while my back was turned..." Tim kissed Vicky's cheek a second time and he whispered, "...how's Eric Flowers?"

John was sitting on his favourite comfortable chair and he was changing his shoes to his slippers while he watched Tim working on Vicky. Tim's right hand was already on Vicky's hip, rubbing her hip through her jeans, as he kissed Vicky's other cheek, John saw Tim's hand slide up over Vicky's T-shirt covered ribs, Tim's fingers were under Vicky's arm pit as the heel of his hand ground against the side of Vicky's bra covered breast.

"I was hoping that John had married the same Victoria Porter that I knew from the party when the village garage was sold to that old rogue...what was his name? Ron something or other! I even bought this...on the off chance!"

Tim produced a bottle of Taylor's forty year old tawny port, Tim asked Vicky if she had a couple of glasses.

Vicky went into the kitchen and got three glasses, Tim was right behind her, he took the third glass off of her and put it back on the shelf, "I don't think John would appreciate a one hundred pound bottle of port like we will Vicky!"

Tim pressed Vicky into having a glass of port with him, he wouldn't let her put it down as he followed her around the kitchen performing little tasks towards the meal.

Vicky didn't know Tim at all but Tim had proved to her that he knew her but from a long time ago.

John was watching Tim chase Vicky around the kitchen, pressing her to drink more of her expensive port until the glass was empty, Vicky was just out of John's sight by the kitchen door, John moved to a position that he had a reflective surface to catch the reflection of his wife and Tim by the outside door.

Tim was kissing Vicky full on the lips and his right hand was rubbing at the crotch of her jeans and Vicky wasn't pushing Tim away, in fact, Vicky's arms were around Tim's neck, pulling his face harder into hers.

Tim broke the kiss, "What happened to the little girl that didn't wear underwear because it got in the way of having fun?"

John saw Vicky's face wrinkle into a grimace as she shuffled her feet apart a little more to ease Tim's access, "She married a boring old accountant and had three kids, they killed her spirit for life!"

There was the sound of the front door slamming shut, one of the kids had just arrived home but Vicky wasn't in any kind of hurry to get out of her clinch with Tim, she gave him two more kisses, pushing Tim away from her a second before Sarah ran into the kitchen.

Vicky pushed Tim into the living room for John to entertain while she got the lamb joint into the oven for dinner. Tim sat on the sofa and started flirting with Sarah, one comment that made Sarah's stomach fill with butterflies was when Tim said, "I can't believe John's luck, living in a house with two such beautiful woman!"

Sarah almost melted and Tim quickly capitalised on his effect by pulling Sarah in close to him, "You smell lovely Sarah, is it '4-7-11'?"

Sarah looked nervously at her father before she nodded her head.

Tim dipped his hand into his bag, the bag that had held forty year old port earlier, "This is 'Passion' by ET, I love the smell on a sexy woman!"

Sarah looked nervously at her father again as Tim dabbed a little of the perfume on Sarah's wrist and then he pressed her wrists together and spread the perfume over both wrists, then Tim lifted Sarah's long blond hair to expose her neck before dabbing a little perfume under her ear and then placing his nose next to her neck and Tim gave her neck a gentle kiss, "You smell fantastic Sarah!"

Sarah relaxed between Tim's knees as he sat on the sofa, Sarah was keeping a weather eye on her father as Tim placed his left hand on the small of Sarah's back and his right hand was on her stomach, both hands on the outside of her dress. Tim was asking Sarah whispered questions about boysfriends, Sarah kept looking at her father to see if he was reacting, John was pretending not to be able to hear Tim's conversation with Sarah as Tim's left hand stroked down to Sarah's bottom, still on the outside of her dress.

Sarah didn't mind Tim's attention so long as her father was sitting there and not complaining about anything.

Tim whispered, "I can't believe that you don't have a proper boyfriend yet...not even an ordinary boyfriend!"

Sarah looked thoughtful, and eventually she whispered, "What's the difference between a boyfriend and a proper boyfriend?"

Tim gestured with his head to his left hand on her bottom, "A girl doesn't mind her normal boyfriend touching her here, like this..." Tim moved his hand to the backs of her legs and he started to stroke up, under the back of her dress until his hand reached her knickers, "...and a girl doesn't mind her proper boyfriend touching her here like this!"

Sarah quickly looked over at her father to see if he was looking in her direction, she relaxed when she saw that even though her father had seen Tim's hand up under the back of her dress, her father just smiled at her and looked back at his newspaper.

Dawn chose that moment to enter the living room, she gasped when she saw her sister and Tim and more importantly, where Tim's hand was. Tim made an exaggerated gesture of pulling his left hand away from Sarah's bottom, flicking the back of her dress up, showing her little bikini pants off and also showing that Tim had moved the back of her knickers so that they were bunched up to one side, exposing her bum crack.

Sarah was a little embarrassed and she ran for the kitchen before her father made a big thing of seeing her exposed bum and arse crack.

Dawn looked at Tim suspiciously and Tim said, "And you young lady, so beautiful and graceful, you must be Sarah!"

Dawn shook her head, "No, I'm Dawn!"

Tim made a big thing about being flabbergasted as he pulled Dawn in closer to him so that she was taking up the space that Sarah had just vacated. Tim cleared the hair from Dawn's cheek and he kissed her before whispering in her ear, "Do you have a boyfriend yet Dawn?"

Her eyes flickered to her father as she shook her head.

Tim kissed Dawn's neck and then he said, "I have a friend who would just love to be your boyfriend!"

Dawn took another furtive look at her father before turning back to Tim, "Who?"

Tim reached into his bag and pulled out a magazine about equestrian pursuits called, 'Girl and Pony', "My friend, the one who would like to be your boyfriend prints this magazine, I got it because it has a DVD on the front with films of horses in dressage competitions, dancing to classical music, like human ballet dancers...my friend's photograph is on the back as well as his email address if you're interested!"

Dawn looked at the picture, she whispered, "He looks a little old for me!"

Tim laughed, and he returned the whisper, "You should ask your mother, when she was your age, she had a boyfriend that was as old as Ben, your mother's boyfriend was called Eric Flowers!"

Tim slapped Dawn's bottom and sent her into the kitchen after her older sister.

Tim looked over at John, "You look excited John, a nice little bulge in your trousers there!"

John blushed a little and then Vicky took away the awkwardness, "John, can you come here and keep an eye on the potatoes, stop them boiling over for me while I sort my hair out darling!"

Tim followed John into the kitchen and stood close in behind him. Tim asked, "What do you think the chances are that your wife is up there right now getting changed for me?"

John shook his head, "When she's at home, Vicky only ever wears jeans and a T-shirt...she only gets dressed up when my father convinces her to go with him to charity fundraisers."

Tim pulled a five pound note out of his pocket, "I've got five pounds that says that Vicky will be wearing something a little more sexy than jeans and a T-shirt when she comes back down!"

John went to take the money, "After Vicky returns wearing jeans and a T-shirt!"

Tim got a text message on his phone from Ben, Tim turned the phone so that John could read it, 'Tim...just received an email from Dawn Clarke, I've asked her for a naughty picture of her if she has one...but she says that she doesn't have a digital camera.'

Tim checked his watch, "Just ten minutes, it must be my personal best!"

There were footsteps from above, Dawn ran down the stairs, "Dad, can I nip around to Annabel's house please?"

John shook his head, "Dinner will be ready in two minutes and if you're not here, your mother will go off her head at you!"

Dawn looked totally disappointed and stomped into the living room and flounced into a chair in front of the TV screen, Tim followed her into the living room and he handed her his telephone, she put the phone to her ear and heard a voice saying Tim...Tim, is that you?"

Dawn looked at the screen of the phone and saw Ben's picture with Ben Walkers name at the bottom of the screen, she smiled up at Tim before saying, "Hi Ben, it's me, Dawn Clarke, Tim's just given me his phone to use."

Tim heard the tiny voice say, "Can you take a selfie with Tim's phone for me then?"

Dawn looked up at Tim and she nodded her head as if Ben could see her and she ran back to the stairs, clutching Tim's phone in her hand.

Tim said, "Be quick, I need my phone and the battery isn't very full, just send Ben a couple of pictures and then bring my phone straight back, you can keep talking to Ben by emails or social media.

Dawn only took five minutes in her bedroom before she was back at Tim's side to hand him his phone back to him.

Tim walked back into the kitchen and this time, the footsteps coming down the stairs were Victoria's, she was wearing a voluminous dress, the bottom hem of her dress was four inches above her knee. John and Tim looked up as Vicky took another step on the stairs, there was a quick flash of a dark band under her dress, Vicky wasn't wearing tights under her dress, she was wearing stockings and a suspender belt, the second step had also caused Vicky's chest to bounce, showing that she wasn't wearing a bra under the thin, but lose fitting dress.

Vicky was more dressed up than John had ever seen her before...even when John's father took Vicky out to a charity fundraiser, she hadn't been so 'Dolled up'.

Tim followed John into the living room where John gave him five pounds for losing the bet. "You stop in here John, wait until Vicky calls you for dinner before you come into the kitchen again...okay?"

John nodded his head.

Tim walked back into the kitchen, pocketing his five pound note and he stood by the back door where he knew that John didn't have a direct line of sight.

Nothing was said, Tim just stood there, leaning his back against the door as Vicky took the boiled potatoes out of the hot water and patted them dry with a tea towel before placing them in the roasting tin at the side of the lamb joint cooking in the oven.

Vicky closed the oven door and she smiled at Tim before pouring herself a second large glass of port and she stepped in closer to Tim as she swallowed port like it was water. Vicky finished the whole glass of Port before she was standing in front of Tim again, Tim looked at the stainless steel fridge and saw John's reflection in the fridge's door as John moved to see the reflection.

Vicky shuffled in front of Tim, she parted her legs so that her knees were on the outside of Tim's knees. Tim reached down to Vicky's knees, he lifted the front of her dress, not just a little, Tim lifted the front of her dress until the waistband of her suspender belt was exposed. They kissed and as they did, Vicky opened Tim's trousers and she guided his cock to her cunt.

Tim was looking into the reflection of John's eyes as he rammed his hips forward, burying his cock deep into Vicky's dripping wet cunt causing a gasp of pleasure to be forced out of her body.

Tim took Vicky to the edge of her orgasm before he pulled back from her slightly, dropping her excitement before she managed to catch her orgasm.

Tim was just rubbing the head of his cock along Vicky's labia, giving her a little pleasure but keeping her away from her orgasm. While Tim was fucking her hard, she hadn't once thought about her husband but now that Tim was toying with her, Vicky kept looking towards the living room door to see if she could catch any movement from her husband.

Tim started to work on phase two of his plan, "When I fucked you at Ron Clarke's party...how old were you exactly?"

Vicky kissed him, "I was twelve years old."

Tim returned her kiss, "And how old were you the first time that you had sex with an adult man?"

Vicky whispered, "I was ten years old."

Tim smiled at her, "Do you think that having sex so young was damaging for you?"

Vicky shook her head, "I was ready for sex...I wanted it and I wanted my first time to be with an older man so that he knew what he was doing!"

Tim laughed at Vicky's answer and the fact that she was trying to get Tim to start fucking her properly again, "Do you think that Dawn is ready for sex yet?"

That stopped Vicky in her tracks for a moment, "Dawn's been asking about having a boyfriend for a few months, I think she's interested in a boy at school but her father would never agree to her having a boyfriend...he won't even let the girls dress up nicely, he won't let Dawn or Sarah do dance classes because he thinks that the costumes are too skimpy and they encourage young girls to wear makeup."

Tim let the head of his cock slip into Vicky's cunt again and he gave her three quick thrusts, causing a gasp of pleasure.

"Would you let Dawn go out with an older man if she wanted to?"

Vicky tried to get Tim's cock in her cunt a little deeper but Tim was holding back, she eventually nodded her head.

"Does Dawn often go to her friends houses for sleepovers?"

Vicky nodded her head again.

"Who?"

"If it's a last minute thing, it would be her friend Annabel, Dawn's other friends usually plan things for weeks in advance."

Tim rammed his cock into Vicky's cunt hard causing a gasp of both pain and pleasure, "The thing is Vicky, I have a friend who would love to have a date with Dawn...if she comes down and asks if she can go to a sleepover at Annabel's house, will you say yes?"

Vicky climbed close to her orgasm as she nodded her head.

Tim took his mobile phone out of his pocked and as Vicky continued working on his cock with her cunt, Tim typed a text message, 'If Dawn wants a date with you tonight, tell her to ask her mother if she can go to Annabel's house for a sleepover after dinner tonight!'

Tim turned the phone to Vicky for her to read the message, she came close to an orgasm as she read the message, then Tim said, "Just press send if you're happy!"

Vicky pressed the send button as she finally tipped into a micro orgasm.

Tim held up one finger, then two...he was counting down the seconds and at five there was a Dawn shaped voice calling down the stairs, "Mum, can I go to Annabel's house for a sleepover please?"

Tim smiled at Victoria and she returned that smile, "Yes, okay, you can go straight after dinner!"

Tim said, "Why don't you go up and help the girls get dressed up a little for dinner, do their hair and a little makeup."

"John won't be happy!"

Tim laughed and he shook his head, he nodded at the reflective surface on the fridge door so that Vicky looked, she could see John sitting there in the living room watching Tim and Vicky hidden from John's direct sight by the back door, "I don't think that John will mind tonight!"

Tim finally took Vicky to a deep orgasm as she looked at the reflection of her husband as he watched them playing their games in the doorway to the fridge.

Tim pulled his cock out of her cunt and turned her before he slapped her arse and whispered, "Go up and get the girls ready for a night of love!"

Vicky ran for the stairs and bounced her way to the top, Tim walked into the living room, he walked right up to John and rubbed his cock in John's face, "Suck me John, suck your wife's love juice from my cock!"

John didn't hesitate, he sucked Tim's cock deep into his mouth to clean his wife's lubricant from Tim's cock.

"Vicky is dressing Dawn and Sarah up a little, doing their faces, don't criticise the way the girls look when they come down and after dinner you can have a little fuck with your wife before I take her out to a party for the rest of the night!"

Vicky came down slightly ahead of the girls and she started dishing up the dinner, she called the girls when the table was ready to eat, both girls looked stunning, their hair had been piled up high on their heads so that their long slender necks were on display, both girls were wearing perfume and both had their faces painted very professionally...that and the way that they were dressed made both girls look a little like under age prostitutes.

John looked at his daughters and his wife, "You girls look very beautiful, I'm a really lucky man to have you three in my life."

Peter ran in, he gave his mother and sisters a funny look as he sat at the table. Tim brought up dirt biking with Peter, "Your father tells me that you're desperate for a petrol dirt bike Peter, I have a friend who teaches young men to ride dirt bikes...I'm sure that as soon as you can prove to your father that you can ride a bike and that you're responsible on one, he might just buy you one for your birthday."

Tim pushed the last of the port wine from the litre bottle on Vicky, she'd drunk almost the whole bottle, Tim had only had a small glass, less than ten percent of the litre and now the bottle was totally empty.

Dawn bolted her dinner down and as soon as her plate was empty she stood up at the table, "I've finished, can I go to my sleepover at Annabel's house now please?"

John got his huff up, "Dawn darling, we have a guest, it is polite to wait until everyone is finished!"

Tim jumped to Dawn's defence, "Come on John, Dawn doesn't want to hang around a crusty old bugger like me for a minute longer than she has to...let the girl go to her friend to have a little fun!"

As soon as Dawn was gone, Tim looked at Vicky, "You don't look like you're going to manage any more of that food Vicky, you've had a little too much to drink I think, perhaps John should take you up to bed for a little sleep!"

Tim helped John to get Vicky up to their bedroom, Tim even took Vicky's dress off and hung it neatly on the door of Vicky's wardrobe, Vicky was now totally naked apart from her stockings and suspender belt and Tim stood there while John climbed on top of his wife and started fucking her. In Vicky's drunken state she was calling John Tim and lavishing love on him as she encouraged him to fuck her harder.

Once Tim was happy that John and Vicky were in the game for the long haul, Tim returned to the living room and Sarah, Peter was back in his bedroom playing on his games system and dreaming of the next weekend when Tim was going to take him to a dirt bike training session.

Tim sat next to Sarah and he put his hand on her knee, "You fancy me as a boyfriend Sarah?"

Sarah blushed, "I'm too young to have a boyfriend!"

"Did your mother tell you to just wear that dress with nothing under it?"

Sarah looked a little surprised but then she nodded her head.

"And is Dawn dressed exactly the same way?"

Again, Sarah nodded her head.

"And why would your mother tell Dawn not to wear her underwear to go to a sleepover at Annabel's house do you think?"

Sarah shrugged her shoulders, "I have no idea."

"Because your mother knows that Dawn is going to an all night party at her boyfriend's house."

"Dawn doesn't have a boyfriend!"

"Well, he isn't a boy exactly...here, make a zoom call with her boyfriend, his name's Ben Walker!"

Sarah took Tim's phone and she called Ben's number in the zoom profile. Ben was naked when he answered the call, he knew that it was Tim's phone calling him so he wasn't bothered what his friend saw.

Ben smiled at the phone, "What can I do for you Tim?"

Tim pointed to the screen, "You have to press here to switch your camera on!"

Sarah got a wave from Ben when he saw her on the phone, Sarah waved back, "Tim told me that you were my sister's boyfriend!"

Ben nodded his head, "I am, do you want to speak to her?"

Sarah looked shocked but she nodded her head and Ben turned his phone to point down at his bed, Dawn was lying on her back on the bed with her legs wide open, she was totally naked and there were signs of blood around her pussy lips, Ben said, "Dawn's just getting over my taking her virginity and she's waiting for me to get my second wind to fuck her again!"

Dawn grinned at her sister and Sarah swallowed hard, "Did it hurt you Dawn?"

"Not too much, Ben was really gentle when he was getting in and now it doesn't hurt at all, is Tim coming to see me as well?"

Sarah looked over at Tim, "Are you going to see Dawn later?"

Tim shook his head, "No...but Dawn won't miss out, there are lots of men who are looking for a freshly fucked ten year old girl!"

Tim slipped his hand up under Sarah's dress and stroked his fingertips across her bare pussy mound, "I'm not going to lie to you Sarah, I'm not looking for a full time girlfriend, just someone who I can fuck from time to time but if you let me break you in now...when I take your mother to the party tonight, I'll take you with us, there'll be eight or ten men at the party, you and your mother can look after them between you!"

Sarah suddenly stood up and she offered Tim her right hand, "Better take this up to my bedroom then, I'd hate Peter to stumble in on us and discover all about sex when he's only eight years old!"

Tim let Sarah pull him to his feet, "Don't worry about Peter, he'll lose his virginity next week end at the dirt bike track, the riding coach loves little boys with tight little bottoms...he may not be able to sit down for a week after his first lesson though.

Tim and Sarah went to her bedroom, they had to pass by John and Vicky's bedroom, from the sounds being made, it was obvious that they were fucking up a storm in there, something that Sarah almost never heard in her life before. Tim covered Sarah's bed with a dark towel as she took her dress off and folded it neatly on top of her dresser. Tim gentled her in over an hour and then he fucked her hard to finish off in her.

Sarah pulled her dress back on and she followed Tim to her parent's bedroom, Tim opened their door, John was still on top of Vicky fucking her willing body, Tim said, "Time's up John, time for me, Vicky and Sarah to go to my friend's party."

Vicky wasn't still drunk after an hour's fucking by her husband, now she was just a little merry, Tim helped her on with her dress and Vicky and Sarah looped arms, they walked down the stairs in front of Tim and headed out to his car to be driven away to an all night fuck-fest. In the car Vicky said, "Can I invite someone to the party Tim?"

"Anyone...so long as it isn't your John, he's a bit of a prat!"

"No, I was thinking of inviting John's father, I'm sure that he'd love to find out that the Clarke family now have two cunts that he can use for recreational sex now!"

Tim corrected her, "Three cunts...Dawn's on her third partner already, her new boyfriend has organised a train for her to pull all might long...after tonight, Dawn will take on all cocks that are offered to her!"

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