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 ï>¿Anniversary by Isabella

   We were just coming up to our first wedding anniversary and I asked John
if he would like anything special for his anniversary present.  He looked
thoughtful for a moment and hen he gave me that dirty little grin he has
when he's about so say something rude, he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

   "Well, the sex is a given darling, I was wondering if you wanted some
kind of anniversary gift from me as well?"

   "Well, as it is on Saturday and neither of us have to work on Saturday,
the present that I'd really like darling is for you to spend the whole day
of our anniversary in the nude at home with me!"

   "What if your dad comes to visit, like he usually does most Saturdays?"

   "Well, you could keep a nighty or dressing gown close by, just in case,
cover up if we have a guest call and then strip again as soon as they
leave!"

   On Friday evening, we went out for a drink with a few of our friends in
Pitsford, at ten o'clock, someone came up with the bright idea of phoning a
local Greek restaurant to see if they could fit a few of us in for a late
night meal, it was okay for them, they all lived in Pitsford, just a short
walk from the restaurant, John and I would face a two mile walk home if we
missed the last bus which left Pitsford at ten thirty but even so, we went
to the Greek restaurant for a late night snack.  We missed the last bus
back to our village by an hour, so at eleven thirty at night, we started
the long walk home.  John said, "Long way home via the roads or shortcut
over the country park?"

   "If we walk on the roads it will be well lit and a paved surface so I'll
be able to walk in my heels but if we take the short cut over the park, It
will be totally dark and I'll have to take my shoes off or I'll sink in the
soft grass."

   John smiled at me, "Sounds like the park is the best option to me!"

   It took us almost thirty minutes to get out of the built up area and
reach the gateway into the country park, John checked his watch, "Not bad,
just thirty minutes, I thought that it would take twice that long for you
to walk this far in high heels darling."

   I stepped onto the grass and took my shoes off, John offered to carry
them for me.  I held onto his arm, "What are you doing?"

   "I'm taking my tights off, if I walk without shoes on, even on the
grass, my tights will be ruined!"

   John held his hands out for my tights to carry them as well, I was
separating my knickers from my tights, I'd worn knickers over my tights,
rather than under them because my dress was so short, I didn't mind
flashing my knickers to our close friends but I always hated flashing the
body of my tights at people.

   "What are you doing?"

   "I'm rescuing my knickers, I can't walk all the way home in a dress as
short as this without any knickers on!"

   "Why not, our anniversary officially started ten minutes ago and you
said that you would strip naked for me all day today!"

   "At home...I agreed to be naked at home all day, not to be bare-arsed
out in public!"

   John looked all around, well, I guessed that he looked all around
because I couldn't actually see his face but I did see a few flashes of
light glinting off of his teeth and eyes as his head swivelled around.

   "How can you call this a public place, you can't see a hand in front of
your face?"

   It was my turn to look around now, John was right, I couldn't see as far
as him, even though he was just four feet away from me, fortunately, I
could see our village church's spire on the horizon because of the light
pollution from the city, a few miles further away on the opposite side of
our village from Pitsford wherer we'd spent our evening.

   We set off in a straight line for the church steeple, silhouetted
against the orange glow of Northampton's streetlights, John bumped into me
and as soon as he felt how close I was, he flicked the back of my dress up.

   I snapped, "Hey, cut it out...why are you trying to expose my bum when
no one...not even you...can actually see me?"

   "It's just the thought of you being naked out here on the park, even if
no one can see you, is turning me on!"

   I stopped walking and a few seconds later, John realised that I wasn't
at his side anymore and he stopped as well, I could actually see where he
was because he was blocking my view of the church on the horizon.  I turned
a full circle...turned a little too fast and my dress flew up by
centrifugal force.  I could now make out the street lights in Pitsford
about a quarter of a mile away and I realised that if anyone had been
following us across the park, I would have seen them silhouetted against
Pitsford's lights.

   "Are you mad at me for playing about darling?"

   "No, I'm just looking around."

   I pulled my dress off over my head and unhooked the fasteners on my bra,
I didn't say anything to John as I took my dress and bra off, I just walked
over to him and draped my bra and dress over his arm.  John didn't quite
understand exactly what I'd done but it took him just a few seconds to
reach out and discover that I was actually totally naked out on the country
park now.

   Once John realised that I was totally naked...I expected him to jump my
bones and fuck me right there in the middle of the park but he was fighting
the temptation, fighting to keep the countenance of a married man, not a
desperate teenager...there was no doubt that we would fuck tonight, that
was always on the cards for our first wedding anniversary and now that I
was naked, I expected it to happen right there on the park.

   'Are you disappointed?' That little voice in the back of my head asked.
I pondered what my little inner voice meant by that question but I didn't
want to ask...well, my little voice answered the unasked question.

   'We've been walking totally naked out here for ten minutes...our pussy
is dripping wet, we want him to fuck us and he hasn't even touched us!'

   'Point of order, he did touch us, he felt our tits to confirm that he
was right and that we were totally naked.'

   I felt a sneer from my inner voice as it reminded me that it could feel
just how turned on I was and how much I wanted John to throw me down on the
cold grass and fuck me right now.

   We walked for another twenty minutes and we were now climbing the side
of the valley to a point where I might be illuminated by the light-wash
from Northampton's streetlights.

   "How come you haven't screwed me yet John?"

   "I was trying to show you that just because you're naked outside, it
doesn't have to mean sex...I'm being very adult..."

   I was suddenly grabbed and John kissed me as he slipped his free hand
between my legs, I was pushed backwards until my back hit the old oak tree
that we'd all called the hanging tree when I was growing up and he finger
fucked me to a lovely little orgasm before stepping away from me, "...well,
trying hard to be adult...and now that I've put a smile on your face, will
you walk all the way down to our village in the nude still?"

   "I'm not going to guarantee it, if I hear anyone out and about, I'm
going to put my dress back on!"

   We crested the top of the valley at about one o'clock in the morning, it
felt almost as light as day to me and now I could see the features on my
husband's face so I knew that I was now totally exposed in the orange
glow...I'd never really been out and about in the village at this time of
the morning and didn't realise that at some point in the night, our council
turned our village's few streetlights off totally, so all the light that
was illuminating me came from Northampton's streetlights, two miles away to
the south.

   I was now on super alert, listening for any sounds of life from around
our village, looking for any and every light source, any movement...nothing
was detected so I walked all the way to the village and even stepped
gingerly out of the park and onto our village's main street and the only
item of clothing that I put on were my shoes so that I could walk on the
rough concrete slabs and small stones that were strewn liberally in all
directions from the cars that sped through our village on their way from
one interesting place to another...usually without stopping.

   I was now so close to our neighbours that I could hear them snoring
through their open bedroom windows, I also heard the sounds of sex from one
of our neighbour's bedroom.  John nudged me with his elbow and nodded his
head in the direction of a car parked around the corner just as I
whispered, "I thought that Robert was working away this week!", I followed
his gestured nod and spotted a car out of place in our little village at
that time of the night.

   "Not just this week, he's been in Dubai for three weeks already!"

   I whispered again, "Whose car is it?"

   "I think it's Sue Prescott's brother's car!"

   I looked up at Sue's bedroom window, tried to switch to 'x-ray' vision
to see exactly what they were doing in there, I leaned in closer, "Do you
mean Robert's brother?"

   John shook his head, "No, Robert has a sister, Sue has three brothers
and I think that she's probably committing incest as well as adultery in
there with him!"

   I walked all the way to our front door totally naked, I'd been naked for
just over an hour and even though John had given me an orgasm with his
fingers, it had only taken the edge off of my sexual needs and not
satisfied it, nowhere close, so as soon as the front door opened, I grabbed
John and made him screw me on the hall carpet with the front door wide
open.

   Our almost private party moved to the bedroom as soon as John gave me
one good orgasm on the hallway carpet and we continued for the rest of the
night in the privacy of our bedroom but how private...I'd already seen, or
rather heard that a bedroom on a summer's evening might not be quite so
private.  I'd clearly heard Sue Prescott committing adultery in her
bedroom, quite possibly incest as well as adultery and as John had been so
eager to get me into bed that he hadn't bothered to stop to close the
bedroom windows or curtains when we reached the bedroom, Paul would be able
to hear at least as much of our fucking, as I'd heard of Sue's fucking
earlier.  It was okay to leave the curtains open in the middle of the night
because our bedroom lights were off but now that the sun was up...our
bedroom was in the spotlight!

   John was always a considerate lover, he suffered like so many men with a
slow recycle rate, once he reached his own climax, his cock softened as
nature intended but it would take around two hours before he could get his
erection back so, he always made sure that he gave me at least two or three
bone shaking orgasms before he took his own pleasure from the act and then
we would usually just go to sleep but, I think that because I'd walked
naked across the country park and then through our own village for him,
John was determined to give me the best possible fuck of my life, so he was
going for his own personal best and rather than two or three orgasms, he
was trying for twenty to thirty orgasms.

   At six o'clock in the morning John was still going strong, he was
fucking me slowly, letting me cool down from my twenty-third or
twenty-fourth orgasm but he still hadn't reached his own climax when we
heard the sound of the milk lorry pulling off of the main street and into
our side road, all the glass bottles chinking together as the milk lorry
stopped.  Paul Souter, our local milkman, was starting his deliveries for
Glebe Farm Dairies at our end of the village today, as usual, whistling as
he worked.  I listened to him loading ten pints of milk into the small
carrier and he was delivering to the house opposite ours, number one, I
knew his pattern well, number one first, then number three and number five,
then he would cross the road to number six, then four and finally to our
house before moving his lorry and parking it outside number nine and
delivering to the next six houses.

   John said, "Remember what we heard from Sue's house as we walked past
her front door just after two o'clock this morning?"

   I was still panting for breath from my last orgasm but I wasn't making
any noise, I nodded my head as Paul placed one pint of milk on the front
doorstep of number one.  John grinned at me and then he started to increase
the speed and power that he was fucking me with, my orgasm started to build
and by the time that two pints had been left on the doorstep of number
four, next door to us and I was being very noisy.

   Suddenly Paul stopped whistling, he was right outside our bedroom
window, our bed was sited with its headboard under the window and John
looked up at the open top light of the windows just as the sound of the
milk bottle being placed on our doorstep clanked.  I looked up at the
window at that moment and for the first time ever, I realised that the
angle of the window made it act like a periscope, not only from our bed
down to the front door but also from the front doorstep up to our bed.

   I was at the most powerful point of my orgasm at the moment that my eyes
met Paul's as he looked up at our open bedroom window, the smile on Paul's
face, almost as wide as the smile on John's face.  Paul had placed the milk
bottle on the step but he was still crouching down to keep himself in the
'Sweet-spot' that gave him the perfect view of me and my husband as we had
our anniversary fuck.  My orgasm intensified, mainly because I'd known Paul
all of my life, he was five years older than me and we'd been near
neighbours when I was a toddler so naturally, I found it more of a turn on
having him see me being fucked than say, the postman who I didn't know from
Adam.

   John suddenly did something out of character for him, instead of
completing the act in my pussy like he had done every time since we
married, instead, he jumped out of my body after his first spurt washed the
inside of my cunt and he knelt at my side with his cock in his right hand,
pumping his cock in his fist as he sprayed the rest of his spunk all over
my body and he must have been storing up a gallon of spunk in his balls
from an all night fuck because he covered my body from my pussy to my face
and all points in between.

   I wiped John's jizz away from my eyes and took one last look at Paul's
reflection in the top opening window before running to the bathroom to
clean up John's spillage when I heard a disembodied voice say, "Morning
Paul!"

   Paul collected my empty bottle from the side of my front door and placed
it in his carrier before standing up, "Morning Simon, visiting your sister
a little early this morning aren't you?"

   I heard the chuckle in the other voice, "I bumped into Sue at the pub
and we had a little too much to drink for me to drive home, so I stopped
over, I still don't think I'd pass the breath test even now, so I'm
catching the early bus into town, I'll collect my car after work this
afternoon!"

   I ran to the bathroom and started wiping spunk from my body, I knew that
I really needed a shower, four hours of fucking and a bucketful of spunk
must have made me stink but I was actually looking at Paul and Simon
standing at the end of my drive having a friendly chat, Paul asked if
Robert Prescott was back from his middle east trip already.  I watched as
Simon looked towards Sue's house, "No, he's got another week out there, so
she'll just need the one pint as usual when Robert's away..." Simon gave
another chuckle, "...It's driving my sister mad, it always does when
Robert's away for more than a week...if you know what I mean?"

   Paul chuckled this time, he looked up at my bedroom window, then he
looked at my bathroom window and I'm sure that he saw me looking down at
him from the open edge of the window, I had no idea just how much of my
naked body he could see through the obscure glass but he could at least see
my face looking through the open window.

   John came into the bathroom and he wrapped me in his arms and rubbed his
flaccid but still dripping cock against my buttock as I watched Paul walk
back to his lorry, 'He'll drive up to park outside number nine, deliver to
number seven, then nine, then eleven before crossing the road to drop a
single pint off at Sue's house before delivering to number eight and six
before returning the empty bottles to his lorry!'

   John whispered up close to my ear, "I hope you're not mad at me for
dumping my spunk all over you while Paul was watching us darling!"

   I watched Paul drop ten empty bottles into a waiting crate on the back
of his lorry before turning back to John and kissing him, "I had such a
wonderful time, I didn't mind where you dropped your load, it would have
been little easier to clean up if it had all been in one place though!"

   'Something is out of place...there should have been the sound of a two
point five litre Ford transit engine bursting into life, just a ten second
burn to propel the two and a half tons of combined metal, glass and milk
fifty yards down the road to number nine, instead though...', Paul was
whistling again, I looked out of the window to see Paul crossing back to
our side of the road with a single pint of milk in his hand as he walked
towards the corner of Green Lane...number ten was on the corner of Green
Lane, Sue Prescott's house.

   I heard Paul knock on Sue's front door, then he said, "Morning Sue, is
it just one pint today again this morning darling?"

   I didn't hear Sue's answer but Paul held his single pint up to show her
and then he said, "Would you like me to take it through to your kitchen for
you...pop it into your fridge?"

   I still didn't hear Sue's answer but I watched Paul look in my direction
and smile before he stepped in through her front door.  John was looking
through the same gap in the open bathroom window as me, he prodded my bum
with his dripping but still flaccid, cock again before saying, "I think
Paul knew that you were watching him, he even smiled at you before he went
into Sue's house."

   "I think he spotted me when he was talking to Sue's brother on our
drive!"

   I saw another smile cross John's face, "Has Paul ever flirted with you
when I'm not around?"

   "I wouldn't say that he flirted with me, he's always pleasant, always
talkative, usually asks how you are and how things are going!"

   John's grin widened, "I think that Paul's fishing, I think if when you
answered him, you made it sound like we weren't getting on so well,
something like the shine had gone off things a little...then I think he'd
change up a gear and hit on you seriously!"

   "It sounds as if you like the idea of Paul hitting on me!"

   "It always turns me on wondering what my friends think of you,
especially when we go out together and you dress in your sexy little dress
with high hem and the low cut neckline!"

   "You mean like the dress that I was wearing last night?"

   He put on his best 'Stupid face' grin as he nodded his head and said,
"Fancy a quick walk past Sue's house...see if we can hear anything going on
in there darling?"

   I would normally have said no, but after John gave me so many orgasms in
the last four hours, I thought that he deserved another climax of his own
and if Sue and Paul playing together increased the speed of John's recovery
and gave him back his erection, that was okay by me but this time, once
John got his erection back again, I'd insist that he used it just to please
himself and not me this time.

   I went towards our bedroom to find something to wear but John stopped
me, "We both need a shower so no point putting clean clothes on now, we can
wear what we were wearing last night."

   The dress that I was wearing for our meal and drink after wasn't really
suitable for walking around our sleepy little village in broad daylight but
it was still very early, the first bus of the day had only just pulled into
the village, picking up Sue's brother to take him into the city but it
didn't deliver anyone into our village so I agreed to wear my dirty dress
from last night.

   I started off down the stairs and suddenly realised that having a front
door with the top two thirds made of clear glass could be a serious issue
for me if John wanted me to walk around the house in the nude more often
than just today and then it hit me.  I'd reluctantly agreed to walk around
the house in the nude for John as his anniversary present but it hit me all
of a sudden that I didn't mind, in fact, I realised that it had really
excited me in the early hours of this morning, being naked in such a public
place.  I even fought the urge to run down the stairs now, to snatch my bra
and dress off of the floor and run into the living room.  I just walked
slowly, looking through the glass pane in the door to see if I could see
anyone that might be able to see in and felt disappointed that I thought
that most of our neighbours were probably all still in bed asleep.

   I stood in the hallway, facing the front door...I found my dress but
didn't rush to put it on, searching for my missing bra first but didn't
find it.

   John scooped me in his arms, still as naked as me and this time when he
prodded his cock against my bum, it wasn't soft anymore, he'd given me a
record breaking fuck during the night and now, he'd broken his recycle
record too, back to hardness in less than thirty minutes.  I turned to face
him and slipped my right hand on his cock, "Wouldn't you rather use this
than take a walk to see what Paul and Sue are up to?"

   John grinned again, "Just a quick look and then back to bed!"

   "Any idea where my bra is darling?"

   John looked all around, his cock pointing at all four corners of the
hallway, "No...I definitely had it on the park when I fingered you last
night...I might have dropped it out on the park by the old oak tree."

   "I'll need to walk over there, that bra is part of a set and it cost
over seventy pounds, I'd like to try and find it before someone else does
and it disappears forever."

   John had found his best, sad, puppy-dog eyes from somewhere, he knew
that I had never worn that particular dress without a bra under it and now
he was giving me that pathetic look so that he could say, "You don't really
need a bra under the dress do you?"

   I smiled at his pathetic look, "Just this once, I'll wear it without a
bra for you, we can call it part of my anniversary present to you!"

   So I was back to wearing just a sexy little dress and a pair of shoes to
stroll with my husband past Sue's front door.  The bodice of my dress was
basically just black lace so I usually wore a black bra under it for more
formal occasions or a scarlet bra if it was a party with friends but I'd
never worn it without a bra under it before.

   John was wearing his suit trousers and his rather sweaty, white, long
sleeved shirt without his jacket on.  I could see from a mile away that his
suit would need to be cleaned and pressed after sleeping for four or five
hours on the hallway floor.

   When we reached Sue's house, there was no mistaking the sounds coming
from her house, the sounds of rather energetic fucking from somewhere
inside.  Not the front bedroom though this time, the sounds of fucking were
coming from somewhere in the ground floor area.

   John looked all around before tip-toeing down Sue's drive, he looked
through her front door and then gestured wildly for me to join him, all the
front doors in our street were the same, UPVC double glazed doors with two
thirds clear glass at the top and the lower one third filled with an
insulated plastic panel.  As I stood next to John on Sue's front doorstep,
I spotted that her kitchen door was open and Sue was totally naked and bent
over her kitchen table, face down...Paul was behind her, his trousers and
underpants around his ankles and he was pounding into her from behind.

   I whispered, "Is he fucking her up her...?"

   John said, "Not at that speed and ferocity he isn't, it would kill her
if that's the hole he's using!"

   I pulled away from John, "How would you know darling?"

   He laughed at me, "You know that I spent a year at an all boy school!",
he raised his eyebrows twice in a suggestive manner as he made that
comment.

   We left Paul and Sue to their fun and walked back down Sue's drive to
the road, I went to turn towards our house but John stopped me, "Don't you
want to find your bra before someone else does?"

   I looked at the bump pushing the front of his trousers out, "Don't you
want to use that first...before it wears off?"

   There was that salacious smile again, "Walking with you dressed like
that through the village will keep this alive for half an hour or more."

   I looked around and made a calculation, in our sleepy little village,
the only people likely to be out and about were Paul...and he was busy
fucking Sue, the postman, no one bothered to remember his or her name
because the post office used several different people to deliver to our
village depending on how much post they had on any one day and the third
person would be Gavin, the fifteen year old boy that delivered our villages
newspapers every day...he usually finished his paper round well before this
time, but, being a Saturday, Gavin started a little later so that he could
collect payment from his customers as he delivered their papers.

   So, there I had it, calculation complete, just one possibility, a
postman or woman until probably eight o'clock and that would only be if the
postal route started in our village today so I agreed to walk through the
village and out into the country park towards the old oak tree that John
pressed me into as he finger fucked me last night.

   As we walked arm in arm through the village John said, "Is this our week
to pay for the newspapers?"

   "It must be darling or the newspaper would have been on the doormat when
we woke up this morning!"

   John laughed, "If I pay the paperboy today, will you walk through the
kitchen behind me in the nude, give the boy a little flash?"

   I pushed John away from me, "Gavin's only fifteen John...you're a
pervert!"

   John nodded his agreement with my statement but then he looked down at
the front of his trousers, his cock had grown a little more in length and
there was a wet spot of excitement spreading out from under his cock's eye.

   John said, "How old were you when you lost your virginity darling?"

   This was strangely the first time John had ever asked me a question
about my previous sex life before I met him, we'd been together since I was
sixteen and he'd known that I wasn't a virgin when we first met.

   "Probably about thirteen years old, why?"

   "Thirteen years old darling...what kind of a pervert were you back then?
Who took it, a boy of your own age or...?"

   "No, not a boy of my own age!"

   "No...if the stories I read on the back of the men's toilet door in the
village hall are to be believed, you lost your virginity as a dare to the
youth club leader and three boys a little older than you, you were playing
strip poker with the four guys and you lost, you were naked but the guys
playing against you were all in their underpants and you were dared to play
one last hand, if you won, the boys would all take their underpants off for
you to look at them and if you lost, you had to give them all seven minutes
of heaven in the store cupboard."

   I gasped, "How the hell...I mean, who...no, When...how come no one ever
told me about the story?"

   "Well, because I spotted the story on the toilet wall while the ink was
still wet and after reading it, I cleaned it off before anyone else could
read it!"

   "My God, who the hell wrote it?"

   "It would have been one of the three younger boys, I doubt that Robin
the youth leader would have bragged about you in that way!"

   "My dad could have seen that story, his history group used the village
hall once a week for their meetings!"

   We were now at the point where the village ended, we just had to cross
the road and then we'd be in the country park.

   I got one blast on the hooter from a stranger in a passing car as we
waited to cross the road and that caused John to hug me in closer to his
side and his cock bounced in his trousers as he whispered, "I want to fuck
you right here...right now!"

   "We should go straight home then!"

   "Not without that bra!"

   We crossed the road and entered the park and then John restarted his
story from when I was thirteen years old and lost my virginity to Robin,
the thirty year old youth leader.

   "They were cheating you know?"

   I thought for a moment and then said, "It was just a random game of
strip poker...how could they cheat?"

   "Well, I assume that Robin was the dealer and you were the last player
on the right!"

   I nodded my head.

   Well, Robin would have picked the discarded hands so that there was
three, low, unsuited cards, on the bottom of the pack, he would have dealt
the cards to the boys from the top of the deck at random, then he would
have flicked you one of the cards from the bottom of the deck.  He
carefully managed the game so that you lost every hand but, he and the
other boys would have pretended to lose a few hands without showing you
their loosing hand, just to keep you interested and at the end, when you
were totally naked and dared to play one last hand and you lost yet again,
did they cut for the order in which they would take their seven minutes of
heaven with you?"

   I nodded my head again.

   "Did they show you what cards they had each drawn?"

   I thought for another moment before saying, "No, they didn't, I just
naturally assumed that the one with the higher card wouldn't have yielded
his place in the line to a lower card...that would be against human
nature!"

   John laughed, "Kevin Walker was the youngest player at the game...am I
right?"

   I nodded my head again.

   "And if say, Kevin drew an 'Ace' and won, would you have let him take
your virginity?"

   I shook my head, "No, he might have got a kiss from me and I might have
let him get to first base but I doubt that I would have even put my hand
down inside his underpants!"

   "Couldn't be first base darling, you were already naked, so second base
at least...and, 'surprise-surprise', Kevin drew the 'Ace of Spades', the
highest scoring card of them all and Robin drew the two of clubs, the
lowest of the low but he pretended he had a great card and Kevin pretended
to be disappointed with his drawer, it had all been agreed up front."

   I was really shocked, if you can't trust a choir master, scout leader
and youth club leader like Robin...who could you trust!

   "Your bra is over there see, snagged in that new side shoot on the old
oak tree's trunk!"

   I jogged the last few yards to the oak tree and carefully retrieved my
bra, I didn't want John to get there first and just yank it off the tree,
he may have snagged the delicate bra-cup on the rough bark.  I turned and
raised my bra in triumph, it wasn't damaged, wasn't even wet from the
overnight dew as it had been so hot overnight.

   John joined me at the tree and pushed my back against its trunk.  "If
you give me a little suck I'll tell you a little more of what I found out
over the last few years!"

   "Someone might see!"

   "There still isn't anyone else awake for miles around."

   I didn't bother arguing with him, I was, once again, very turned on so I
dropped to my knees and pulled his zip down for him.

   As I sucked his cock, he reached down and pushed the front of my dress
down and the lace top catapulted my dress down to my knees and I was once
again, naked on the park, only this time, it was broad daylight and I
actually had an orgasm just from being naked in such a public place in
broad daylight.

   "The guys all agreed that Robin would go first because he was the only
one that was strong enough to pin you down if you tried to fight him off,
they all knew that he would have no problem in forcing the issue, then they
took you in age order with Kevin having the last go at you.  I'm guessing
that Robin followed you into the store room and pushed you down on the pile
of crash mats before the door had finished closing...while you assumed that
you were still safe and before you got your senses back, he was in you and
you stopped fighting because it was already too late!"

   I nodded my head with his cock still in my mouth.

   "Did you like it when I shot my load all over your face and breasts
earlier darling?"

   I pulled my mouth off of his cock and licked at a little spittle that
I'd left behind, "I thought that it was very erotic, but that could have
been because I realised that Paul could see everything that we were doing!"

   John put his hand on the back of my head and pulled my mouth back onto
his cock, "So, did it turn you on more because Paul could see us?"

   I nodded my head again and John pulled my head in harder so that a
little more of his cock went into my mouth.

   "Would it turn you on more now if I told you that there's a stranger
about two hundred yards away from us down the side of the valley and he's
watching us?"

   I managed to force my mouth off of his cock for a second, just long
enough to say, "Who?  Where?", before he pulled my mouth back onto his
cock.

   "He's behind me, he can't really see that much of you where you are,
with the tall grass between us and him and my body hiding most of you from
him!"

   I was having a genuine orgasm now, from the excitement of the situation
but also because my left hand had slipped between my own legs and I was
helping my orgasm along a little...or rather, a lot

   I was sucking his cock as I looked up at his face, John kept looking
over his shoulder, then he suddenly held up his right hand, stopping
whoever it was that was coming up behind him, "Can I turn you a little to
let him see a bit more of your body?"

   I pulled my mouth off of his cock again and gasped, "Who is he?"

   John pulled my mouth back onto his cock, "Just an old guy from Pitsford
out walking his dog...can I turn you around a little bit please?"

   I nodded my head again with his cock still in my mouth.

   He shuffled me to the right so that I had turned by roughly ninety
degrees, I struggled a little to shuffle around because of my dress being
gathered around my knees.  I tried to look sideways but I still couldn't
see anyone behind us because my face was buried in John's crotch, his cock
as deep in my mouth as it could go.

   "Stand up a little, keep your mouth on my cock, just straighten your
legs!"

   I followed John's instructions and straightened my legs, he turned me
another ninety degrees, now John's back was to the tree and my bum was
pointing towards the good people of Pitsford, just a mile or so away.

   John leaned over my back and his hands grabbed my buttocks, one cheek in
each hand and I was rubbing at my cunt wildly with my fingers.

   "Would you like him to touch your pussy darling?"

   I shook my head, 'No' but my orgasm leaped by several notches, proving
that my 'No' was a lie!

   John gasped and pulled his hips back, away from me, dragging his cock
out of my mouth just before he lost control and exploded in it.

   "Stand up!"

   I stood up and kissed him on the lips.

   "Close your eyes and turn around so that he can see all of your body!"

   I looked behind Johnny's back, my black slinky dress was in a little
puddle against the foot of the oak tree, when I made my first move around,
I must have slipped out of it as I moved, I closed my eyes and turned my
back on Johnny, he pressed his rock hard cock against my bum, not my
buttock this time, his cock was pressing into the crevice between my
buttocks, my spittle on the end of his cock making it slippery against my
bum hole.

   "Can he kiss you?"

   I kept my eyes closed and shook my head again.

   John's hands were on my breasts, he was mauling my tits, then both hands
slipped down to my pussy, "Open your legs wider, let him see your beautiful
cunt darling!"

   I opened my stance, parting my legs as wide as they would comfortably go
and John's hands slipped between my legs, he was pulling at my labia,
pulling my pussy lips wide open, John bit my neck and then he whispered in
my ear, "He likes that, he has a massive erection, much bigger than mine
and he wants to fuck you with it!"

   I shivered through another orgasm as I shook my head again.

   "If I stop him fucking you now, can I try sex in this hole when we get
home darling?" John punctuated his comment by stabbing his hips forward,
pressing his slippery cockhead against my anal muscle.

   I nodded my head.

   "Open your eyes, see the effect your sexy body has had on him!"

   I hesitated for a minute, maybe two before I opened my eyes to find that
we were totally alone out in the park.

   I turned to face John and punched him playfully on his chest, "You
teasing bastard!"

   John laughed, "There was a guy on the other side of the valley when I
told you he was there but he was half a mile away, not just a few hundred
yards and I don -(TM)t think he even looked in our direction once."

   I relaxed a lot but put on a mad face and punched him again, "And just
for that...you can't try that little sex act that you wanted to try on me
when we get home...I might even put you on short rations for a month or two
for frightening me like that!"

   John laughed at me, "Frightened...you were so excited that I thought
that you were about to levitate off the ground by the power of your orgasm
alone!"

   I stepped back into my pool of a dress that looked more dust grey than
black and not just one shade of dust grey, it looked like it was at least
fifty shades of grey from the dry earth around the old oak tree.

   "Bra or no bra?"

   "No bra, if there is ever a choice between bra and no bra, I'd go for no
bra every time!"

   I pulled the front of my dress into place, the lace caressing my
breasts, its natural elasticity holding it in place, covering my body
without the need for straps.

   I looped my arm in John's as we walked back to our village, "So, how did
you know exactly how the game went, it couldn't all have been written on
the back of a toilet door, the toilet would have had to be the size of the
Albert Hall?"

   John laughed, "Darling, you weren -(TM)t the first girl to go through
that little game, they always chose the oldest, strongest, most
experienced, boy or man to go first...I'll bet that Robin let you go ahead
of him into the store room and you expected him to keep his underpants on
until he was in the room with you and the door was closed but Robin would
have taken his pants off as he walked across the room, and he would have
already made sure that his cock was hard before he got anywhere close to
the store room, there's every chance that he didn't even close the door
behind himself, I've heard of times when one of the middle order boys has
just turned the main room's lights out, so the girl thinks the door is
closed but everyone can still hear everything that's going on in the room
and see a little too!"

   "I thought that he was ready bloody fast, the cheating bastard!"

   "The thing is, they had to allow you to think that everything was above
board, let you walk into that store room feeling comfortable and happy that
it was just a game of chance and Robin had to get in you as fast as
possible, it would have taken you about fifteen seconds to work out what
was going on and by that time, it would have been too late, Robin's cock
would have been buried in your cunt, the damage done and in your mind, you
would have convinced yourself that it was too late, the pain would have
been all over and you may as well just settle back and enjoy Robin's big
cock, take the orgasm on offer and in your mind, you would be more in
control once Robin finished, you would be ready and you'd be able to pull
yourself together and refuse the next boy.  You would have assumed that
Robin would have taken a few seconds to find his underpants and put them on
and leave but in reality...I'll bet it didn't even take Robin the whole
seven minutes to cum in you and hand over the batten to Mark Maitland
before he even pulled his body off of yours."

   "They did change over incredibly fast, I never gave it a second thought
though, not at the time nor since!"

   "Did they use a timer to tell you when you'd had your seven minutes of
heaven or did someone knock on the door or anything?"

   I gave him a strange look, turned my body slightly towards him, he
rubbed the tip of one finger over my erect nipple that had managed to
escape through one of the larger holes in the lace front of my dress and
his touching it caused thousand volt shocks to run through my body, I
couldn't ever remember being quite this turned on in my life before.

   "You know, I can't remember anything being said about keeping time, it
seemed to me that Robin took longer than seven minutes but then I was being
fucked for the first time in my life so time was an unconscious aspect of
the evening but someone must have been keeping time because as soon as
Robin filled my pussy, he rolled away and Mark Maitland was in his place
before I really registered Robin's weight leaving my body and it was the
same when Mark's brother Alan swapped with Mark, it took a little longer
for Kevin to take Alan's place after he left me but by then, after three
big cocks, I couldn't even feel Kevin's little cock in me so I just lay
there and let him do me!"

   "I think that's because Robin, Mark and Alan had played the game quite a
few times before and it would have been Kevin Walker's first time, so he
wasn't as fluid as the other three."

   We'd reached the gate out of the park at that moment, standing at the
kerbside, waiting for the traffic to ease up enough to allow us to cross
the road, this time, the cars were mainly being driven by local men, men
that we knew...men that gave me a very long look as they drove past us
slowly.  Every man that passed us, every admiring glance in my direction,
made me shiver with excitement.

   "You're loving this aren't you?"

   "No!"

   "Bloody lier."

   I gave him a sideways look and just at that moment, Tom Cooper stopped
his car in the middle of the road and waved us across the road in front of
him.

   "That was kind of Tom!"

   John laughed at my innocence, "He only stopped so he could watch you for
longer as we cross in front of his car!"

   As we neared the village shop, I spotted Gavin, the newspaper delivery
boy, leaving the shop with a light load of newspapers and his cash bag,
he'd already delivered to three quarters of the village and now that it was
eight o'clock, he was starting to collect payment from the final quarter of
his customers, the quarter that included me and John.  I remembered what
John had asked me to do for him when Gavin called to collect money from our
house and another massive shiver of excitement ran through my body.

   John felt my body quake through my arm looped in his, he laughed and
said," I wonder what boys like Gavin do these days for a little pussy, now
that Robin has been caught and put away?"

   "What do you mean...put away?"

   "Robin got five years for molestation of a minor at Northampton Crown
Court last year!"

   "Really, I didn't know that?  I thought that he left the youth service
years ago."

   "No, he got a promotion in a different area, he moved to Luton, he
stopped working with the church choir and stopped working as a boy scout
leader, he was just running children's and young people's services so he
had access to lots of young boys and girls and just got careless and got
caught!"

   I was watching Gavin like a hawk, he glanced casually in our direction
and then I saw him do a double take and his eyes stood out on stalks, the
top of my dress was more hole than substance and even from twenty yards
away, Gavin could see that I wasn't wearing a bra under my religious
dress...well, holey at least!

   I turned my upper body towards John and sorted out the top of my dress,
the designer had included two, one inch disks of black mesh inside the
dress' top that could be strategically flattened out over the wearers
nipples if the dress was worn with nothing under it, it only took a little
pulling and pushing to cover both of my nipples discreetly.

   Gavin jogged over to us, he smiled at me and then he greeted us,
"Morning Mr Clarke...Mrs Clarke...you're up and about early this morning!"

   John made a slight grammatical mistake in his reply, "No Gavin, not out
early, we haven't been to bed yet!"

   John had meant that we hadn't been to sleep yet, we'd actually been in
bed for four hours fucking before our early morning walk.

   Gavin for his part mistook John's comment to mean that we hadn't been
home yet, "All night party Mr Clarke?"

   John looked over at me, he gave me his best 'Conspiratorial' smile,
"Yes, we've been playing poker all night!"

   Gavin looked at me, "You like playing poker Mrs Clarke?"

   I didn't know what the hell John had on his mind but fortunately before
I got the chance to answer, John stepped in, "No, she hates the game but
she loves giving the winner of each hand seven minutes of heaven in a
little private room between each hand if you know what I mean?"

   Gavin nodded his head, "Well, I've never played the seven minutes of
heaven game but friends at school have told me about it...we tried to get a
few local girls interested in playing games with us boys but their mothers
won't let them out of their sight!"

   "That's a bloody shame Gavin, my Vicky loves giving winners seven
minutes of heaven...she finds winners a big turn on!"

   We'd reached the first street of Gavin's collection round for this week
so he had to break off and knock on the first door, I spotted the woman
open her front door, she must have been in bed when Gavin knocked because
all she was wearing was her nighty, she was actually pulling her dressing
gown on as she handed over her money to Gavin and collected her newspaper
from him.

   "What's going on in that devious mind of yours John?"

   "Nothing much darling, I was just going to offer Gavin a game of
Poker...you know, if I win, I'll expect my next dirty book to be on the
house and if he wins, he'll get seven minutes of heaven with you in the
under stairs cupboard!"

   "Won't it be a little cramped in the cupboard under the stairs?"

   John laughed, "So, it's not...you're not going to play with Gavin...it's
just that you want to be more comfortable while Gavin's having his seven
minutes of heaven!"

   I blushed a little and punched Johnny's chest again playfully, "I can
see the sense in what you're suggesting, I was glad of a man like Robin
being around when I was ready to experiment with boys, if he hadn't been
around, my first time could well have been with Kevin Walker and that would
have probably put me off sex with boys for the rest of my life!"

   John laughed, "So, if you're willing to look kindly on Gavin, a fifteen
year old boy...how about Scott...Gordon's son from number twenty-one?"

   "You mean Scott Tenant?"

   John nodded his head.

   "Scott's younger than Gavin isn't he?"

   John nodded his head again, "Yes, he's fourteen years old!"

   I considered the prospect, I'd started having sex when I was thirteen
years old and had loved every moment of it, even the actual act of being
deflowered, painful as it was, was over in a second because of the speed
and shock of Robin's entry taking me off guard before I had a chance to
tense up my muscles so the pain was far less than it could have been and
lasted a shorter time too.

   "I suppose that there is little difference between a fourteen year old
boy and a fifteen year old!"

   "And how about Gordon's brother Frank's lad, Anthony?"

   "And just how old is Anthony?"

   John grinned, "Anthony's thirteen years old!"

   I weighed up the age profile, just how low would John suggest that I
gave seven minutes of heaven too?

   "Well, I suppose that I felt old enough to have sex when I was thirteen,
so...well, it would depend on the boy I guess, Kevin Walker was fourteen
when we played the game and I don't think that he was really ready for sex
at fourteen...I guess that everyone matures at a different speed...but I
wouldn't like to think of a boy younger than thirteen though!"

   That was the point that we turned into our street, Paul had moved his
milk lorry but only twice since we'd left home judging by where it was
parked, Paul was on our side of the road with an almost empty
carrier...well, a carrier with just one full pint and nine empty bottled in
it.

   When we reached number twenty-one, John slipped his arm out of mine, "I
just need to chat with Gordon for a few minutes...I'll catch you up!"

   I guessed that John was about to offer Gordon the chance of getting his
son and nephew into a game of seven minutes of heaven and a chance of
losing their virginity.

   As I closed in on Paul's lorry he was just reaching it himself, he spent
a few moments moving empty bottles into waiting crates and restocking his
carrier with ten full bottles.  I realised that was out of character for
him, he usually moved the empty bottles over but he would then usually
drive to the next stop before putting the ten full bottles into his
carrier, just because the carrier wasn't as stable as a crate and could
fall over between stops, spilling milk and breaking bottles.  Paul was just
killing a little time until I reached him.

   He turned and smiled at me, "Morning Vicky, it was nice to see that the
shine is still on your marriage to John, the first year of a marriage can
be very difficult on an active relationship!"

   I was actually a little shocked that Paul had used the word shine,
especially so soon after John had suggested that he would use that word if
he was testing me to see if I might be amenable to a little affair with
him.

   "I'm sorry for any embarrassment Paul, it was just a little carelessness
on John's part, we were a little drunk from our wedding anniversary party
in Pitsford!"

   Paul chuckled, "I wasn't embarrassed darling, just very horny, it was a
good thing that Robert Prescott's on a long Middle Eastern contract at the
moment so his wife didn't mind me calling on her to get rid of my
bone...pity she won't kiss anyone but her husband or her brothers
though...I like to kiss a woman when I fuck her...will you let me kiss you
when I fuck you Vicky?"

   That caused me to gasp a little.

   "Does John still play football on Sunday mornings?"

   Paul saying John's name caused me to look in John's direction, John and
Gordon were standing on the front doorstep of number twenty-one, Gordon had
a massive grin on his face and was nodding his head enthusiastically before
shaking John's hand.

   "Yes, he still plays on Sunday mornings, he trains on Thursday nights
too!"

   "I can't get out to fuck you on a Thursday evening Vicky, my wife
doesn't trust me that much, but...if you ever feel like a shag on a Sunday
morning, just leave me a note in your empty bottle after John's left the
house to play football...or after he's left for work in the week, we
dairymen have a universal code...in your case would be, 'Just one pint
today please' and whoever is doing the route that day will know that he can
ring your bell to help you over your itch...but if you're only interested
in me screwing you, put my name on the note!"

   I was a little confused, "I only ever have one pint!"

   "That's what makes the code foolproof, if John saw the note he wouldn't
be surprised when he found that you'd only got one pint of milk in the
fridge!"

   Paul cleared his throat and jammed his carrier into an empty crate on
the bed of his truck, "Well, nice chatting with you Vicky!"

   I looked towards number twenty-one, Johnny was half way between Gordon's
front door and Paul's milk truck.  Paul started the engine but he didn't
move, he waited for John to reach his door, "Morning John...congratulations
on your anniversary...and I hope you have many more similar ones mate!"

   Paul drove down the road and parked outside Gordon's house to resume his
deliveries.

   John took my arm and turned me away from Paul, I was watching him as he
jumped out of his lorry and fought to get his carrier out of the empty
crate, "Interesting chat darling?"

   I was a little off balance, "Yes, I think that Paul just told me that my
mother was letting the milkman fuck her once a week!"

   "Paul couldn't have been delivering milk to your mum, so how would he
know?"

   "Apparently it's a universal code...and I was helping my mother to get
her fuck!"

   "Darling, you aren't making any sense!"

   "Paul's just told me that if I want a fuck, all I have to do is wait
until you're out at work or out playing football and pop a note in our
empty milk bottle asking for my usual order and that means that I'm looking
for sex and I don't care which dairyman fucks me...if I'm only interested
in Paul fucking me, I just have to start the note with his name!"

   "So, how was that telling you that your mother was fucking her milkman?"

   "Because on the days that my dad left the house before I went to school,
my mother would get me to pop the note in the bottle for her, I sometimes
read the note but it only ever asked for our usual amount of milk and she
never named the note so she was happy to fuck any of the dairymen!"

   John laughed, "I wonder if she's still doing it?"

   "I have no idea but I'm going to look in her empty bottle the very next
time I'm passing!"

   We started walking the last few yards to home before I said, "What was
the chat to Gordon about?"

   "I asked him if he thought that his Scott was ready to lose his
virginity and told him that I was thinking of resurrecting the poker game
with seven minutes of heaven with you for the winner...I asked about
Anthony as well!"

   "And?"

   "Oh, Gordon was sure that both boys would be well up for it, he's
ringing Frank right now, the only thing is, Gordon and Frank will both want
to be in on the game as well, they know the way the game works, they'll let
Gavin win the first hand, then Scott will be allowed to win the second hand
and Anthony will win the third but then the game will carry on without
cheating until you get bored with it all!"

   I had yet another body quake, I knew that I should have said no, I
should have slapped John's face and felt affronted that John would want to
pass his wife around all comers but I could see from the effect the thought
was having on the front of his trousers that he was really turned on by the
thought of me fucking with two young boys and probably their fathers as
well so I didn't say no...it would just be a once in a lifetime thing as a
part of my anniversary to him.

   After due consideration...I said, "I'll do it this one time but never
again John, next year I'm going to buy you a bloody tie for your
anniversary present...do you have to ring Gordon and tell him that I'll do
it?"

   "No, I was so sure that you'd be up for it that I told him that I'd ring
him if you said no!"

   We showered together and John used a sex toy on me, a soap filled dildo
designed for bath-time fun, to give me a massive orgasm but also clean my
insides out.  He didn't want to deposit his sperm in my cunt though so that
I was less messy when I was giving the winning player his seven minutes of
heaven so I used my mouth on him to ease the pressure on his balls and
swallow his juice before Gavin called to collect the money for our
newspapers.

   "When will Gordon and his family come over?"

   John grinned at me, "You feeling a little desperate darling?"

   I tried to look casual...act casual, "No, I was just thinking that it'll
be lunchtime soon and I should be sorting out our meal!"

   John shook his head, "I'm thinking of ordering in a couple of pizzas for
us all to eat while we're playing so you won't have to worry about lunch
and I told Gordon to let it slip out that he and the others are coming over
to play poker for seven minutes of heaven when he pays Gavin for his months
news papers and to suggest to Gavin that he leaves our house until
last...Gordon will tell Gavin that he'll work on you to let Gavin join in
the game as well but only if he's finished collecting for the day!"

   "You've got it all worked out haven't you?"

   John grinned and he nodded his head.

   I remained naked but took my dressing gown down to the living room for
when the guys came over.

   I checked the cupboard under the stairs, it was far too cramped and
messy for me to play in so I told John that I'd use our spare bedroom, it
didn't have a bed in it but there was an indoor gym with a weights bench in
it that could be uses as a fucking stool and the room had good quality
curtains at the window so I'd be able to make it properly dark in the room
and I could set seven minutes on the gym timer to let me know when the
boy's time was up.

   Well, talk about the best laid plans of mice and men...Gavin screwed up
John's fiendish plan by entering our road on the even side, working his way
down to Green Lane and collecting from there before popping back out onto
our street at Sue Prescott's house and working his way down to our house
before crossing over to the odd side of the road and ending his route at
number twenty-one.

   John paid the paper bill and I gave Gavin the little flash as I crossed
the kitchen to the washing machine before acting surprise that John had
left the kitchen door open and jumping back out of sight.

   "Did you tell Gavin about the poker game darling?"

   "No, Gordon will tell him when he pays him, I didn't really think about
it properly, I've just paid him thirty-five pounds for our month's papers
and he has two hundred customers in total, so he will have collected from
fifty people today do he could have over a thousand pounds in his cash bag,
so Gavin will have to take all the money he's collected today back to the
shop before he can play."

   I watched Gavin collecting the cash from Gordon's house and as they
spoke to each other, I saw Gavin looking in our direction and he grew a
massive grin on his face as he nodded his head, I guessed that Gordon was
telling Gavin about our planned game of seven minutes of heaven poker.

   Gavin stuffed Gordon's money into his cash bag and handed over his
receipt before running in the direction of the village shop to hand over
the takings from his paper route.

   Gordon, Frank, Scott and Anthony all walked towards our house and I
pulled my dressing gown on to cover my body for the first time since I got
home.  John ordered a selection of large pizzas to be delivered from the
takeaway in town.

   John and the guys had a few games of poker while they were waiting for
the food and Gavin to arrive, Scott and Anthony had never played poker
before so they needed to be taught the fundamentals of playing poker as
well as the rules around the seven seconds of heaven...what few rules there
were to that aspect of the game.

   While they were talking through the rules, I went up to the spare
bedroom and closed the curtains and set up seven minutes on the repetition
countdown timer on the exercise machine so that all it would take would be
one press of the button to start it running and when it finished counting
down the seven minutes, it would beep and reset to seven minutes again for
the next repetition of the exercise after pressing the start button again.

   While I was out of the room, John, Gordon and Frank explained the con to
Scott and Anthony, coached them in how to make believe that their hand
wasn't as good as it really was, they got the picture that Gavin would win
the first hand, Scott the second and Anthony the third and from the fourth
hand, they would all be playing to win.

   I moved on to my bedroom, did my hair and makeup, splashed a little
perfume around my body, I spotted Gavin running back down our street, eager
to gamble for seven minutes of heaven.

   John let Gavin into the house just as the pizzas arrived and I joined
the six of them around the dining table, I had a slice of the spicy chicken
pizza and watched as the first hand of Poker started.  The first hand was
over in a flash and Gavin won the first hand as was the plan, even if Gavin
wasn't involved in the con for the first hand.

   I hadn't even finished my first slice of pizza by the time that I had to
guide Gavin up to our spare bedroom for his seven minutes of heaven.

   I handed over my part eaten slice of Pizza to John to finish for me,
gestured with my head towards the arch into the kitchen and the door
through to the hallway.  Gavin proved his immaturity as he followed me, two
full paces behind me, if Gordon or Frank had won the first hand, I doubted
that I'd get more than two paces beyond the kitchen door before they took
their trophy and screwed me right in front of the large glass panel in the
front door, or at least try to grab a little extra time by a fumble on the
way to setting the seven minutes on the countdown clock...but Gavin just
followed two paces behind me, I doubted if he even tried to look under the
back of my dressing gown as I climbed the stairs in front of him.

   I opened the spare bedroom door and invited Gavin to go in ahead of me,
I followed and closed the door so that we were standing in total darkness,
the only sound was me pressing the start button on the timer.

   "What would you like to do Gavin?  You only have seven minutes, the time
will fly!"

   Gavin didn't make a move so I unfastened the front of my dressing gown
and shook my shoulders, sending my dressing gown to the floor behind me.  I
found his hand in the darkness and placed his palm on my stomach so he
could feel my nakedness...that did the trick and woke him up.  He started
exploring my body with his hands and I initiated the kiss but Gavin seemed
happy with one hand on my breast and the other feeling me between my legs.
In the end, I pushed my hand down the front of his trousers and took a hold
of his cock, just as he filled my palm with spunk, his trigger point was
set at the first touch of my hand!

   The timer beeped and I gave Gavin one last kiss, "Was that okay for you
Gavin?"

   He nodded his head enthusiastically.

   I turned the light on and he gasped, he looked like he may have even had
a second orgasm in his pants just from seeing my naked body.

   I shook my head, "Gavin, it was your seven minutes of heaven, if you
wanted the light on, it was up to you to tell me to put it on!"

   I wiped my hand on a strategically placed towel, draped over the weights
frame, I'd placed it there to wipe between my legs, not expecting to need
to use it to wipe boy cum off of my hand.

   I pulled my dressing gown back on and turned the bedroom light back off
as I opened the door and gestured for Gavin to leave the room.  When we
reached the kitchen, Gavin entered ahead of me, John looked at me, his
eyebrows raised, his face questioning me, I shrugged my shoulders and shook
my head, I was disappointed, Gavin was the oldest of the three boys, he
should have given me the best time out of the three of them but he hadn't
even pulled his trousers down, it didn't bode well for the rest of John's
planned anniversary present for me.

   I took a slice of pepperoni pizza this time as the guys played the next
game of poker, Scott's game.  I'd only finished half of my slice of
pepperoni pizza when Scott won the hand and I gave John my leftover pizza
and walked through to the kitchen with Scott on my heels, I opened the
kitchen door and Scot's right hip bumped into my left hip, his right hand
slid across my lower back and as I closed the kitchen door, Scott turned in
front of me to kiss me and grab a handful of my right tit through my
dressing gown.

   I looked out of the large window set in the front door, just as a man
walking his dog walked past the end of my drive, fortunately he was more
interested in his dog than looking towards my house.  I couldn't believe
just how different two boys could be.  Scott's hand slipped down from my
lower back and as I started to climb the stairs, his right hand slipped up
under the back of my dressing gown and he copped a feel of my bare arse.

   At the top of the stairs, I opened the door to our spare bedroom and
stepped in ahead of Scott, he followed me into the room and turned the
light on, Scott didn't even bother closing the door, he just launched in
his attack, he took total control, he was going to take what he wanted from
me without bothering to ask.  I was naked before I'd pressed the start
button on the timer and he pushed me down on the weights bench and he was
on top of me fucking me.  I reached my orgasm even though his cock was
small, he was using power and position to hit the magic spot.

   I gasped, "You've done this before Scott!"

   He shook his head, "No...but I've watched a ton of porn on the
internet!"

   As my body shook through another orgasm, I thought, 'I must thank Sir
Timothy John Berners-Lee for inventing such a wonderful teaching resource!'

   Scott was pounding away inside me, totally different to Gavin who
climaxed at a single touch of my hand.  The timer sounded the end of
Scott's seven minutes of heaven and he increased his fucking speed and
climaxed into my pussy at around eight minutes.

   When I walked back into the dining room, John asked the same question
with his face as he'd asked when I got back with Gavin, this time, I smiled
and nodded my head, John turned away from the table and pulled me onto his
lap, as Gordon dealt the cards, John slipped his hand under my dressing
gown and he fingered my cunt to feel Scott's spunk in my pussy and as I
searched through the pizza boxes for my next slice, John did something that
I found disgusting, he took his spunk covered finger out of my pussy and
popped it into his mouth...another man's...or rather...boy's spunk!

   I took Anthony up stairs next, he wanted to look at me and touch my body
all over but he wasn't really interested on climbing on top of me to fuck
me so I peeled his trousers open and sucked his cock for him until he
filled my mouth with spunk.  I checked the timer, we still had two minutes
left so I taught Anthony how to masturbate me until the timer beeped to say
our time was up.

   I took Gordon to our bedroom rather than the gymnasium room, there would
be no fucking about with Gordon, he would just want to bury his bone in my
cunt and fuck me to his climax...I wouldn't bother with a timer, just give
Gordon his head until he blew his load...the same with Frank and neither
man needed his full seven minutes to reach his own pleasure.

   I let the three boys have another turn with me before kicking the five
of them out, this time, Gavin actually fucked me as did Anthony.  But
neither of them got me off but Scott did and his game was much improved
while fucking me in a bed.

   I spent the rest of the day in the nude, John didn't fuck me while the
guys were playing their game and he didn't fuck me until we went to bed so
we'd both spent several hours in the nude without any sexual contact at
all. We did have an early night though, by eight o'clock in the evening,
I'd been on the go for thirty-six hours without sleep so an early night was
in order.  John did his usual fuck, he gave me three orgasms before taking
his own pleasure, then it was a goodnight kiss and John turned away from
me. I didn't cover my naked body with a sheet, it was still far too hot to
cover up and I went instantly to sleep.

   I opened my eyes and saw that it was nine o'clock in the morning, I'd
have to wake John up soon so that he could go to his football match but not
yet, I set my internal snooze button for ten minutes, I'd wake John at ten
past nine and then I suddenly realised what had woken me from my twelve
hour long sleep of the dead, there was a sound from our kitchen, I lifted
my head and a corner of the curtain, John's father's car was on our drive,
I dug my elbow into John's ribs to wake him up.

   "Morning darling, what's up?"

   "Your fathers here!"

   "Okay, you go back to sleep, I'll let him in, he's probably coming to
watch me play football today!"

   "He let himself in, I think he's in the kitchen!"

   John pushed himself up onto his elbows, I looked over at him, he had
that devilish grin on his face again and he was just looking at my naked
body.

   I put on my best 'Victorian School Mistress' face and said sternly,
"What?"

   "I was wondering if I could have a slight extension to my wedding
anniversary present!"

   "Like what?"

   "Will you go down to the kitchen, pretend that you don't know my dad's
down there, walk in on him, give him a little flash of your naked body,
pretend to be shocked and then run back up to bed for me?"

   "John darling...I think that you need to see a specialist, your
perversions are getting worse!"

   "It's just for our anniversary, I'll go back to normal for the next
three hundred and sixty-four days...until our next anniversary!"

   I nodded my head and dragged myself off of the bed, I walked down the
stairs totally naked, not even anything on my feet so I was totally silent,
I walked down the hall to the kitchen, stopped at the door, took a deep
breath and walked into the kitchen all bright and breezy, only to find that
the kitchen was empty.  I spotted that the pizza box that John had placed
what was left of our party pizzas in was now open on the kitchen table and
two slices of pizza were missing but John' father was nowhere in sight.

   'You're disappointed again!'

   'Shut up!'

   I turned the kettle on to make two cups of coffee, I bent over to get
cups out of the dishwasher and spotted John's father's feet behind me.

   He had heard me in the kitchen and came in to let me know that he was
there, I have to say that the angle that he spotted me at wasn't my most
flattering side, my arse up in the air and pointing straight at him.

   He gasped, "I'm sorry Vicky love...I let myself in..."

   John had asked me to walk in the kitchen, flash his father and then jump
out of sight and run for the bedroom, just give his dad a little peep of my
body to excite him.  John's father loved going to strip clubs to look at
the young women stripping for money, before we married John would go to the
strip clubs with his father about once a month, even after I married John,
his father still asked John to go with him like he did before we married.

   "Would you like a coffee Pops?"

   Ron cleared his throat to calm the excitement in his voice down a
little, "Please Vicky love."

   I made a big thing of fumbling in the cupboard to find the extra mug,
letting my arse wave in the air a little more.

   I pulled the three mugs out of the cupboard and turned to face Ron, his
cock sprang to attention inside his trousers and he couldn't do anything to
hide the pole from me because he had a full slice of pizza in one hand and
a half eaten slice in the other.

   I sidestepped Ron to take the mugs to the sink at the side of the kettle
and start the process of making three mugs of coffee.

   John suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway, he was as naked as I was,
"Oh, hi dad, I didn't hear you knocking!"

   I looked at John's eyes, John was looking straight at his father's
crotch and the pole that had grown down there inside his trousers.

   "Shall I take over making the coffee darling...so that you can go up to
the bedroom and put something on?"

   I smiled at John and then at his father, "You're not embarrassed are you
pops?"

   "No Vicky love...looking at pretty naked women is my hobby after all!"

   John smiled at me, I'd made John very happy because I was going far
beyond what he'd asked of me for his extended anniversary present.

   Ron said, "Did you guys have a good anniversary yesterday?"

   I nodded my head and John said that it was fantastic, "I was expecting
you to pop round to see us yesterday dad...you could have had the pizza
with us while it was still hot!"

   "I was planning on coming over but Stavros invited me to take a trip
with him."

   "You mean Uncle Stavros?"

   Ron nodded his head.

   "Must have been a bit of a special trip for you to go with him dad, you
don't even like mum's brother!"

   Ron grinned, I snapped my fingers mentally, Ron has exactly the same
grin as John when he's up to no good, so that's where John gets it from.

   Ron gave me a sly look before he told John about his trip with John's
uncle, "Stavvy had a load of leather stitching and forming machines to
deliver to Germany so I went for the trip with him, a bit of a drink on the
overnight ferry on Thursday and then a long drive to Hamburg..." Ron looked
at me again before continuing, "...after Stavvy unloaded the truck, he
parked up in a truck stop and we took a taxi to the Reeperbahn for a few
hours rest and recuperation."

   It was my turn to smile now, I was guessing that Ron would assume that I
wouldn't know that the Reeperbahn was a street in Hamburg that was almost a
kilometre long brothel, no women allowed to enter the street without a
licence to be a prostitute and the whores were allowed to openly sell their
bodies in the street...it was actually illegal in the EU in reality because
they allowed men to buy sex in that street bit not women but that's how the
EU worked, they set up laws that they enforced on the UK but allowed the
other twenty six countries to ignore.

   "You used a whore pops?"

   Ron looked a little flustered but then he smiled again, "One or two
love...one or two...it was a great weekend.  Stavvy paid for four women but
I'm not sure that he managed to use all four of them, he probably had the
extra woman to perform lesbian acts on the other women to increase his
excitement."

   "Well guys, I can't hang around here all day in the nude, I have things
to do...and John has a football match to play in an hour so I'll take my
shower first and then get dressed!"

   Ron said, "Shame...need someone to scrub your back Vicky darling?"

   I looked deep into John's eyes, "I'm not sure that it would help speed
my shower up pops if you were in the bathroom with me..."

   John gave me a little nod and I walked through the kitchen door, as the
door was closing John said, "Give her two minutes...go up and try the
bathroom door, if it's unlocked, go in and wash her back for her...if it's
locked then I guess my anniversary present is over for the year!"

   So I was being given the choice, leave the bathroom door unlocked and
let his father wash my back, lock the door and just have my shower on my
own.

   I walked into the bathroom and as I closed the door I looked at the
thumbwheel lock, just a ninety degree twist and the door would be locked
and I'd be left alone to have my shower...I looked at the lock but didn't
touch it.

   I stepped into the shower and started washing my hair first, I'd given
it the first lather, then rinsed it and was just applying a tiny spot of
shampoo back into it and working it into a rich lather again when I heard
the bathroom door handle squeak as it turned and then the hinge squeal as
the door was pushed open, I took a face cloth, squirted a line of shower
gel onto it and as Rom stepped into the bathroom, my hand was already out
of the cubical offering the face cloth to Ron.

   "Erm Vicky love...is it okay...John said that if the door was
unlocked...that you...oh!"

   Ron saw the face cloth loaded with soap that I was offering to him and
he stopped verbally fumbling in the doorway and walked up behind me, he
took the face cloth and as he started washing the back of my shoulders with
the face cloth, he washed down over my ribs and spine to my buttocks, then
he swapped the face cloth to his left hand and as he washed my left buttock
with the cloth, he gathered a little of the soapsuds tumbling into the
crack of my arse on the middle finger of his right hand and he slipped that
soapy finger into my bum crack, massaging soap back and forth over my anal
muscle.

   "Don't you and John have anal sex with each other?"

   I looked over my shoulder, I'd just rubbed the conditioner into my hair
and was leaving it to soak in for five minutes as I looked down at his
right hand between my buttocks, "No, he is fixated on that hole but I
haven't let him try it there yet!"

   Ron laughed, "No wonder he's fixated on anal sex, his mother took him to
Grece to visit her family when he was twelve and he had anal sex with a
whole bunch of his cousins, the women on his mother's ancestral island will
allow any Greek man to fuck them up their bum...even men that they wouldn't
let kiss them, they're happy to turn their back on him for five minutes!"

   As Ron was talking, he was trying to push his soapy finger into my anal
muscle, I gasped in pain and stepped away from his hand, "That must be why
my friends all call anal sex, Greek sex."

   "Yes, there is a large Greek population in Northampton, after the First
World War, the boot and shoe industry brought hundreds of leather workers
over from Greece to make shoes for them!  It's a pity that you don't do
Greek sex, I wouldn't feel at all guilty about doing anal sex with my
daughter-in-law!"

   "Would you feel guilty if I wanked you off pops?"

   "Not in the slightest darling, after all, that would be you doing
something to feel guilty about, not me!"

   So I gave my father-in-law a quick hand job, he left me a happy man and
I got on with my shower.

   John and his dad left to go to the football match while I was getting
dressed and putting my makeup on.  I went out to my car and drove into
Northampton.  My dad's car was missing, I checked my watch, if he was out
this early on a Sunday morning, he was probably out at the river fishing.

   I had to park in the side street opposite my parent's house because they
lived on a red route so the drive in front of their house was just for my
father's car and he would have been mad if I'd taken his space and he had
needed it.

   I crossed the road and was just about to knock on the front door when I
spotted a note in the neck of the empty milk bottle on the doorstep.  'Just
one pint today please!'

   I was shocked...okay, my mother was only forty-three years old, so not
too old for sex, but I'd been popping that same note in her bottle when I
was ten years old...and not a note like that...that actual slip of paper
was more than fifteen years old.  I popped it back in the empty bottle and
went back to my car.

   I started listening to one of my CDs in the player built into my car and
after thirty minutes I realised that there was one of those battery powered
milk floats pulling in behind me, the milk man was from United Dairies,
rather than like our milk from Glebe Farm Dairies but the milk man seemed
to work the same way as Paul, decanting full bottles from a large crate
into a small carrier and taking them from door to door.

   He gave me a good long look through my open car window and as he
delivered to the house at the side of me he said, "Hello darling, anything
you need a hand with today?"

   I smiled at him sweetly, "No thanks...just waiting for someone!"

   "Well, I'm back this way in an hour, if your friend's a no show...I
could take you for a drink..."

   I smiled sweetly again and he walked over to my mother's road and jogged
across to my mother's drive, he looked at the note and then he knocked on
her door.

   I saw my mother look up and down the street before stepping out into her
front garden, she was dressed in just a very sexy nighty with nothing on
under it, the milkman entered her house and she followed him, I saw him put
his milk carrier on her hallway floor and just as mum closed her front
door, I could see that he was climbing her stairs.

   My jaw dropped as I watched my mother closing her bedroom curtains, the
milkman was behind her, one hand on each of her breasts.

   I turned my CD player off and stepped out of my car, locking the door
before running across the road to my mother's house.  I looked at the empty
milk bottle on her doorstep...'Why didn't he pick her empty bottle up?'

   I soon spotted the reason, the empty bottle on her doorstep wasn't a
United Dairies bottle, it was a Cooper's Dairy bottle and I remembered that
Cooper's were the company that delivered the milk in Pitsford, when we
lived there when I was a child and Cooper's dairy went out of business
before my mother moved into the city...so the bottle was probably as old as
the note she put in it.

   I went around the back, the back door was naturally unlocked, mum had
moved into the city ten years ago but she still lived as if she was in a
small town or village miles away from civilisation.  I put the kettle on
and then checked in her fridge, there were two plastic bottles of milk in
the fridge from the supermarket, each bottle held two pints of milk and
cost eighty pence...the milk that was delivered by the milkman every day
cost ninety pence a pint...so mum was fucking the milkman, even though she
didn't buy milk from him!

   I made a pot of tea and then set up a tray, three cups, three saucers,
spoons, a jug of milk and a bowl of sugar and the freshly filled pot of
tea.

   I crept up the stairs and pressed my foot against the bottom of her
bedroom door...it swung open lazily and I stepped in just as my mother was
howling at the moon, overtaken as she was by her orgasm.

   "Hi mum, I made tea, hope that's okay with you two!"

   He needed serious cardiac massage to restart his heart but eventually,
we all sat there drinking tea, me dressed in one of my sexy dresses and no
knickers or bra under it and my mum and the milkman totally naked.

   "Why didn't you tell me about the code all those years ago mum when I
was arranging your dates for you with the Cooper's Dairy man?"

   Mum finally asked me if I would go down and wait in the living room for
her as she wanted to let her lover finish emptying his balls into her so
that he could get back to work.

   I heard the whole act, even from the living room it was almost as if I
was right there in the bedroom with them.  He left without dropping off a
pint of milk, I guess all he delivered was a pint of cum.  Mum joined me in
the living room, still dressed in her sexy nighty.

   "You expecting anyone else mum?"

   Mum looked a little guilty, "The Asian dairy man sometimes comes this
way on a Sunday, if he sees the empty bottle on my door step he'll know
that I'm...erm..."

   "Horny mum, it's okay to say horny...I hope that dad's still getting his
share though mum!"

   "Your father hasn't shown any interest in sex for more than ten
years...well, not with me at any rate!  I wouldn't be surprised if I went
down to the River Nene, where your father's fishing, to find him in his
fishing tent with another man!"

   "Are you saying that my father's gay?"

   "Gay...possibly, but at least bisexual, he always has been!"

   'Just wait until we tell John about my mum and dad...it'll make what
we've done this weekend seem like child's play!'