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 After Hours Part 5 by Ivor Smallone EDITED

   Jacky struggled to open the first big package on the floor the next
morning.  She retrieved the instructions and looked at them; the only good
news was that no tools were needed.  The screwdriver and Allen key required
were provided so she didn't have to raid dads sacred shed.

   She flopped down onto the sofa next to her mum.  "Mum you're going to
have to help, these mean nothing to me." They went through the instructions
together, they meant nothing to either of them.  The first illustration
started with a pile of bits, the last showed a completed wooden sun bed
with wheels one end.  It looked pretty good but how you got from the first
to the last picture was a complete mystery to them.

   "Well your dad never seems to take much notice of these hun.  I think
it's mainly a case of trial and error.  Think of it as a jigsaw puzzle". 
"You're going to have to help me ma, I can't hold all these bits together
and put the screws in at the same time".  Well they had put the bits
together somehow.  Stan was clear he wasn't going to touch it when he got
home.  They would do it themselves, "well how hard can it really be" said
Jacky putting a brave face on it, "Aren't six year olds meant to be able to
put this stuff together?" her mum never answered.

   Jacky helped her onto the floor, they both knew it would be a bigger
struggle to get her back on her feet later and they spread all the bits
out. They played around trying to fit the bits together in various ways,
having a bit of a laugh as some the crazy ways they tried to fit them
together.  At about the same time they both realised how the main structure
went together.  Then they had to work out how the fastening system worked.
Another 20 minutes and they were building for real.  Wendy held the
components together while Jacky used the Allen key to fix them.  With the
basic frame done they stopped for tea both realising it was the best thing
they'd done together for years.

   Jacky had noticed how really big her mums tits were while they were
working, shit they hung so low at times neither of them could see what they
were doing.  "Mum has all the family got big tits" Jacky asked as they
sipped the tea.  "Oh yeah all the women have big tits on my side, they all
got big uh...  big you know...  things as well." Jacky laughed "You mean
butts mum don't you, just say it, big butts" she teased laughing even more.
"Well most of them have got big round butts as well but I meant..  you
know, uh...  clits" No Jacky didn't know for a minute clits?  clits?  then
she finally realised what her mum meant.  "Oh funny buttons, you mean funny
buttons" Jacky replied laughing and surprised thet her mum would mention
such an intimate part.  "Are they really bigger than normal?" Jacky asked
curiosity getting the better of her.  "Did you call them fanny buttons or
funny buttons?" her mum replied laughing more, "Well I guess they could be
called either" Jacky replied, a little red faced.

   They both sat back and drank more tea for a few moments.  Jacky was
feeling brave they were having a great laugh, she still wanted to know
more. "Well mum are our fanny buttons really big?" "Well I believe so J,
didn't you, didn't you...  you know have a look and play around with a few
of your girlfriends in your teens?" Jacky was a bit shocked, did girls do
that.

   Her mum then did something really surprising; she pulled her dress up,
pulled her knickers to the side and showed her daughter her fanny.  She
pulled her lips slightly apart and there was her clit in front of Jacky's
eyes.  "Okay it's not that huge at the moment but you know, once it gets
excited..."Her mum trailed off.  Neither could believe they were having
this conversation.

   "Is yours about the same" Wendy asked putting her knickers back in
place. "I, uh, I think so" replied Jacky sipping down the last of her tea.
She had a sudden urge to do the same; she pulled down her leggings and
knickers at the same time and then showed hers to her mum.  It certainly
looked like a younger version of the same thing.  "That brings back
memories", her mums said still looking there.  "Playing with Sue and
Brenda's little clitties, they were a lot smaller than ours" "Mother!"
Jacky replied feeling quite shocked, and pulling her knickers and leggings
back up.  Wendy suddenly realised something.  "Jacky that suntan, it, it
goes right to your fanny." Jacky laughed "Yep and my butt too" she said
giving her mum a flash of a good sized piece of butt flesh.  They both
laughed both having learnt quite a lot.

   "Better get on" said Jacky standing up and dragging her mum to her feet.
They got back down on the floor and back to putting all the slats on the
sunbed frame.  It was lunchtime by the time they finally finished.  The
finished thing looked darn good and they only had a couple of screws left
over.  "Who needs men" declared Wendy all they're good for is DIY.  and
Stan couldn't have done any better a job than this, and we never had to
listen to 2 hours of his cursing".  Jacky managed to drag her mum back onto
her feet and they carried it out onto the small paved are outside, it
fitted there fine.

   "I'll appreciate this 10 times more now because we made it mum" It
wasn't that warm but the sun was just breaking through a little.  "Go and
get you bikini on love, try it out for 10 minutes while I get us something
to eat." Jacky rushed up stairs to find her stuff.  "No rush I'm knackered,
We'll have to do the chair tomorrow" Wendy called after her.

   Jacky found the bikini stripped off and tried to put it on.  Shit she
had grown since wearing this last.  She just managed to squeeze the bottoms
on with a struggle, but there was no way the top was going to do up.  She
threw on a thin white tee shirt and bounced back down stairs to show her
mum.  "Uh anything we can do to extend the straps of this mum, there's no
way I'm going to get this on like this." Wendy took the top and looked at
it.  Then glanced at her daughter's chest, she noticed her nipples through
the thin stretched shirt.

   Nothing we can do to fix this hun, you should have got one with string
ties...  anyway you'll be ok topless no one can see you in that area". 
"Yeah, I think I'll need to get another one tho, these bottoms are not much
better, there really digging into me." her mum glanced down at them a grin
spreading across her face "At least they cover your funny button love." "Aw
mum" Jacky replied smiling and giving her mum a little friendly push.

   They sat in the kitchen, had something to eat and drank more tea.  "You
going to try out the sunbed love, I tied the mattress on it.  I'll clear up
here".  "Thanks mum" she gave her mum a little peck on the lips and went to
try out the bed.

   It was strange pulling her tee shirt off over her head in the garden,
her huge breast wobbling as they came free, she quickly laid on the sunbed.
The thin high cloud meant it wasn't that warm but she could still feel its
rays on her body.  She started to relax hmmm this feels good.

   After 15 minutes she was feeling a bit chilled, her nipples were hard
and she had little goose bumps.  She scanned the sky, good the sun was
about to break through.

   Her mum popped her head out to see how it was going, her daughter lay
there with her eyes closed in the sun, her nipples were hard.  Her mum
stared at her daughter, she had a good body.  She felt a little guilty
about how she manipulated her so she hardly went out.  She should be living
life more, but I need her, she's mine thought Wendy.

   She suddenly had another thought popped back in and up the bathroom. 
After a good five minutes rummaging she found what she was looking for,
suntan lotion.  It was an old bottle but she gave it a big shake on her way
down stairs.

   Let me put some of this on for you love, you don't want to burn and ruin
that nice tan." "Uh okay mum, thanks" Jacky replied, her eyes squinting
open for just a second.

   Wendy squirted the lotion onto her daughters belly, Jacky gave a little
jump "That's cold." "Soon be warm" came the reply.  Wendy had applied much
too much, she quickly rubbed it all over Jacky's belly.  Then her hands
moved much more slowly as they moved up onto Jacky's breasts.

   Jacky never opened her eyes as she felt her her mum massaging the lotion
gently into them.  Wendy stopped added a bit more lotion then continued,
the breasts were very slippery from the excess lotion.  Wendy was now
concentrating more on the hard nipples she was enjoying this.  Jacky was
feeling quite a buzz as well...  "Uh I think they're probably done now
mum...  I'm not Brenda or Sue you know" she said smirking but not opening
her eyes.  "You stop being so cheeky" her mum responded but reluctantly
moving her hands up onto her shoulders and neck.  There was nowhere for
Wendy to sit outside and her back ached from bending over doing the oil. 
She went in to wash the stuff off her hands and to rest her back.

   "Uh Evening sir" said Jacky as she entered Derek's office, why did she
always feel so nervous when she first went in.  "Ah Jacky good.  Come here
love".  Jacky walked over to 'her' seat and was about to sit down.  "No, no
here dear".  Derek indicated she should stand right at his desk again.  Oh
no that's where she was when he, when he was touching her a week ago.  "How
are you dear" he continued looking her up and down.  "You didn't bring the
silk scarf with you?" "Uh uh I didn't know you wanted me to" Jacky said
defensively.  "No your right, but perhaps we should keep it here dear.  In
my bottom desk drawer" Derek was getting to his feet right next to her. 
Jacky swallowed hard, oh god it doesn't seem like its going to be a basic
BJ evening she thought.

   He stroked her face lightly; Jacky didn't move her face still facing
forward.  "You're looking very nice dear...  God his fingers were now sort
of cuppig her cheek still stroking lightly.  Derek liked this part of the
game, humbling her a little, keeping her a little bit ill at ease as the
power he had over her caused his dick to start stirring.

   "I see you haven't got that black skirt yet, but you will have it by
Tuesday dear" it was said as a statement rather than a question.  Jacky
nodded her head very slightly.  His fingers slid off her face and on to the
top of her breast.  He squeezed he top of her breast lightly, still she
managed not to react, he nodded his head slightly in acknowledgment and
approval.

   "I like the bras you wear now Jacky they are very nice but perhaps next
Thursday we will try a week without one." He didn't seem to expect a reply
Jacky kept her mouth shut.  Her body was tingling.  He was undoing the
buttons at the front of her blouse now, and then his fingers lightly rubbed
her bare cleavage.  She thought he was going to fuck her tits again, she
didn't mind that too much, it was messy but at least she could breathe. 
She had the front fastener on again the one she wore when he did that the
first time.  She wondered why he didn't have her sitting down.

   He slid his hand out from her top and down over her large breast even
this was enough to get Jacky's nipples erect.  His hand stopped, resting on
her hip.  "Were going to try something a bit different today.  Nothing to
worry about, you just go with the flow dear everything will be fine."

   Jacky had butterflies in the pit of her stomach and her breathing rate
increased.  Oh god what does he want me to do today.  He was stroking her
cheek gently again trying to calm her.  He hugged her for a second.  Then
looked down at her with a reassuring smile.  He took a breast in his hand
and squeezed.  "I know you enjoy our little games love." He said then gave
it another squeeze.

   He dragged his office seat up behind him and perched on the front of it.
Both hands held her lightly just below her chest.  His hands slowly slid
down her sides feeling the contours of her hips.  He felt the front of her
thighs through her skirt.  Jacky closed her eyse for a few seconds trying
to control her breathing.  She couldn't stop the tingling between her legs.

   His hand slid down onto her knees then started working up her thighs
again this time under the skirt.  No please don't touch me like last time
she thought.  Then felt slightly better as she realised her hands were not
trapped this time, she could stop him if she needed to.

   As his hands slid higher they moved more to the sides and he hadn't got
her to spread her legs this time.  His hands were right up on her knickers
now but just feeling the sides of her, feeling her width.  "Lean forward a
second dear" he instructed.  Jacky leant forward off the desk, she thought
he was going to have a quick grope of her butt but...

   He pulled her knickers to the floor in one fast action.  "Arh" she
responded with shock.  "No..  no you can't do that!" she said.  He was
standing up again.  He pulled her skirt up then gently pushed her back onto
the edge of the desk.  She felt the wooden edge of the desk against the top
of her bare legs.  "This, this is not right" Jacky was complaining but her
voice trailed off meekly as he stood right in front of her and looked down
at her.  The look told her to shut up, she was frightened but stayed still.


   He spoke surprisingly softly, he could tell by the change of expression
on her face he still had her, still had her under his control.  His dick
was rock solid in his trousers now.  He knew her fanny was exposed even if
he hadn't had the chance to even glimpse it yet.  In some ways it made it
more exciting.  He squeezed her breast something she was familiar with to
try and take her mind of her exposed lower body.  "It's ok love just relax,
you need to trust me...  Trust me."

   He was stroking her cheek again and leant his body lightly against hers.
His hand went to the outside of her bare thigh.  She jumped, her breathing
rate increasing she was getting very close to panic.  He had to calm her.
He realised if she knew what he intended to do she'd be hammering at his
chest screaming by now.  He was stroking her cheek trying to calm her more.

   He realised pulling her knickers off like that was a much bigger deal to
her than he thought it would have been.  He'd planned on fucking her today,
maybe it was too big a step.  He realised that all that special cleaning
crap, she half believed it, a special duty of her job, being fucked, well
it may be a step too far for her at the moment.

   He looked into her eyes they were like saucers, her whole body tense, he
didn't want to end their relationship in one big mad fuck.  "Stop worrying
Jacky, I thought it would be nice to look at your sweet fanny while you did
your cleaning." Jacky took a big slow breath trying to calm herself.

   For some reason she'd thought he was about to rape her, she needed to
get a grip.  I guess him looking at her fanny wouldn't have been that bad.
She sort of liked the way he lusted after her before she cleaned him, in an
odd sort of way.

   The look in her eyes had completely changed, the mad panic had gone, he
sat her in his chair and rolled it right up to him as he now sat on the
edge of the desk.  "Cleaning time miss" Her hands went straight to his
zipper...  His hand streached out and touched her thighs a little but he
kept away from her bush.

   He stood up when he was getting close to cumming, undid her bra and
fucked her tits to completion.  Funny he could fuck her tits and mouth ok
but not her fanny.  An ideas was forming in his head as he came.  He'd have
to get her drunk or at least half drunk in order to fuck her for the first
time.  He was pleased he'd never forced her, always something to learn he
thought.

   As she finished cleaning him off the goo now dripping off her loose
swinging tits onto her skirt.  He said "Now you going to give me a quick
peek of your fanny.  She stood and lifted her skirt up smiling, she even
spread her legs slightly as he watched, then dropped her skirt back down.
God he really had to get in there soon, it looked so inviting, how naive
could this girl be?  This one was the tops.  He had planned to give her a
web address and some money to get something special for next week.  He just
gave her the 40 quid, "You'll need to get your skirt dry cleaned." As he
opened the door he turned his head back.  "Forget that no bra thing for
next Thursday, try Tuesday if you want.  Thursday come hungry and come to
my office at seven.  We're going out to get something to eat."

   Wendy and Jacky set about building the chair the next morning.  The
instructions looked even more complex but it turned out to be easier.  They
had it done by eleven.

   End of part 5

   Please email any comments, always nice to hear what people think, good
or bad.

   Ivor.  email: ismallone@yahoo.co.uk