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 ï>¿Following The Rules by Ribbleman

   A neighbour blackmails a young wife.

   Ned stood in the shadows pointing his phone toward the three people
frolicking away, to put it politely, in a secluded corner of the pub car
park.  Mostly hidden amongst the outbuildings the little nook provided an
ideal spot for a sexy romp.  Ned had kept his distance and followed the two
men as they accompanied the young woman out of the pub, looked around
cautiously and dodged out of sight.  The reason being, the woman was known
to him, the wife of a neighbour who gave the impression that butter
wouldn't melt in her mouth.  Now here he was secretly videoing her being
sexually fondled by two apparently younger men.

   Susan, known as Sue to her friends stood legs wide apart skirt pulled
high up her thighs happily enjoying having another man's fingers inside her
knickers while his mate had his hand inside her top playing with her tits.
Sue's hands were full too - each holding a cock while her head frequently
turned left to right to be kissed passionately by both men.  Ned rubbed his
own cock, already planning what his next move would be.  It wasn't the best
lighting to be filming a video but clear and bright enough to reveal
without doubt the identity of the woman.  When a car moved off the car park
the headlights momentarily shone on the threesome.  Ned considered that a
bonus.

   When the canoodling was over the men hurried away while Sue walked back
toward the pub, obviously intending to use the ladies facilities, make sure
she was tidy and freshened up before she ventured home to her husband.  The
small group of women she had spent the evening with would not have missed
her, thinking she had already gone home or had wandered off to talk to
someone else.  The men, already known to her had given her a discreet
signal, making it appear they were all leaving just by chance.  Well it
nearly worked perfectly, except the early middle aged man standing at the
far end of the bar noticed a certain slightly worried expression on the
woman's face and decided to follow his hunch - of course that man was her
neighbour, Ned.

   Sue left the premises calmly and quietly began to take the short walk
home: she heard footsteps catching her up.  Turning round she saw they
belonged to her neighbour from down the road, a man she didn't particularly
like.

   'I'll walk with you - I have something your husband would be interested
in seeing.' Ned was well aware the woman didn't like him.

   Sue glared at him.  'What?  At this time of night - can it not wait?'

   'You tell me, Mrs Susan Smith?' Ned who had phone ready in hand raised
it up to show her the incriminating still frame.

   Sue stopped in her tracks, frozen with shock and fear.

   'You filthy man!' she hissed, 'Peeping Tom!'

   Ned gave her a wry smile.  'You naughty sex mad wife - caught behind a
building with two men.  Would you like to watch the full video?  Or shall
we wait until we get to your house and then we can all watch it together -
your husband too?'

   Sue looked up at her neighbour.  'Are you really intent on ruining my
marriage just out of spite - or do you intend blackmailing me?'

   'That rather depends on you, Sue,' Ned answered, sounding weirdly more
friendly, 'Perhaps we should stop off at my house and discuss the matter.
We can't really have the conversation here in the street, can we?'

   Sue saw the logic and knew she had no choice.

   'I can't stay out long.'

   'Then lets not waste time arguing, we'll get down to business.'

   Under these very strange circumstances the young wife followed her
obnoxious neighbour to his house where he quickly ushered her in whilst the
coast was clear.

   'Sit down, please,' he told her when they entered the kitchen.  'Would
you like a coffee or a stiff drink, brandy perhaps?'

   She certainly needed a drink so accepted a brandy.  Ned poured a
generous amount into a large brandy glass.  Taking a big swig, Sue got to
the point.

   'How much money do you want?  Please, don't do this, I've just been
silly and got carried away by a bit of flattery.' Now she was beginning to
sound desperate and upset.  'My husband doesn't really earn that much and
I've got very little cash of my own.'

   'Money is not what I had in mind, Sue - do you mind if I call you Sue?'

   'What do you mean, what did you have in mind?'

   'If I have to spell it out for you, okay.  I'd like what you willingly
gave those two guys - a bit of sexual enjoyment You see, I think you are a
very sexy lady, although outwardly no one would know, because you put on
this Sunday School girl persona.  But as I've always suspected, that is not
the case.  So now I know I'm right - and have the evidence to prove it, I'd
like a bit of the action.  A small price to pay, I think, better than
seeing your life destroyed or the stress of having to raise lots of cash in
devious ways.  Though you could sell your body and easily raise funds.  The
decision is yours.'

   Sue was stuck for words.  After a little sob, she asked, 'How long will
you give me to decide?'

   'About another five minutes!'

   'What?  That's not fair.'

   'Blackmail isn't fair, Sue.  Perhaps you should have been nicer to me in
the past.  Finish your drink and we'll go to your house.  Or you can take
off your coat and let me enjoy the first cashless payment.'

   'How many times will I have to do this?' Sue asked.

   'The way you phrased that sentence means you have agreed to my
proposition, I think.'

   'You know I've no choice but to let you have your way.'

   'Then take your coat off and come over here.'

   Forcing herself to comply Sue draped her coat over a dining chair and
walked over to Ned, who stood up and took her hand leading her into the
living room.  Reaching the couch he sank in the seat and gently lowered her
down with him.  She expected him to handle her roughly and force himself on
her but the opposite happened.  Cupping her face he kissed her lips quite
tenderly for a minute before letting a hand slip down to caress her breast,
then slowly undo her blouse.  Her bosom was well rounded and shapely, made
more prominent due to her small stature and narrow back.

   Slipping the bra strap from her right shoulder he freed her breast,
kissed her nipple then licked and nibbled, sucking hard between his teeth.
After a few minutes of kissing her lips then her tits he was very
pleasantly surprised that Sue offered no protest or resistance when his
hand wandered up her skirt and stroked her labial mound.  Would she be just
as compliant when he unzipped his trousers and placed her hand around his
penis?  His cock was brought out - he took her hand - when her fingers
reached the shaft she willingly closed them round his cock and
automatically began to slowly masturbate him.

   'I can't stay long, I'll have no excuse for being late,' was all the
young wife said, between kisses.

   When Ned's hand returned to rubbing her cunt she seemed to part her
thighs just a little bit wider.  For quite a long while the couple
masturbated each other.  Ned noticed how Sue's breathing had become heavier
as though she was approaching orgasm; he concentrated on her pleasure,
forgetting his own.  Increasing the pressure of his fingers on her clit
making circular movements while rubbing up and down her slit he knew her
arousal was reaching a peak.  A very loud gasp followed by a long audible
sigh, together with the clenching of his thigh with her free hand told him
she was about to climax.  She tried to disguise the fact, but failed.

   A minute later he let her go, not wanting to spoil a good thing by
causing her to be late.  Sue had to leave but was conscious she had not
completed her task.

   'If I leave you unsatisfied you might resent it and decide to tell my
husband,' she claimed looking down at his still very erect penis, 'I'll
finish what I started - keep to my end of the bargain.'

   With that she pulled his foreskin right back then shocked him by
lowering her head and taking him fully in her mouth, sucking hard before
she drew the foreskin fully up again.  Increasing the momentum it didn't
take long before Ned's jism shot into her mouth and back of her throat
making her swallow every drop.  Now he was lost for words.

   It was time to dash.  As she fastened her blouse she asked him to
promise her one thing.

   'Look I know you will want more but I never want to have full sexual
intercourse with you.  I have never gone all the way with anybody but my
husband and I want to keep it like that.  Otherwise I will keep to our
agreement and let you take your pleasure.  I will also be willing to
satisfy you in other ways you might suggest - within reason.'

   Ned nodded, 'Okay.  Did you enjoy our first little get together.'

   Sue looked away, never answered and dashed for the door, picking up her
coat on the way.

   'Goodnight,' she mumbled as she disappeared into the night.

   Ned was very happy with the events of the last hour

   It was a couple of days later that Sue turned the corner into her avenue
and saw her husband Michael laughing and joking with the man from down the
road, who she did not like, called Ned.  As she got nearer, husband Mike,
came toward her with open arms, kissed her and apologised that he'd have to
rush off.  So by pure chance she was left alone with neighbour Ned.

   'Come to me as soon as you can - your husband will be away for the rest
of the day - into late evening.'

   Sue stood deep in thought.  'I have some things to do first.  Do you
want me to come to yours?'

   'Well that's interesting,' smiled Ned, 'It would be a turn on to come
and misbehave in yours!'

   'I'm worried about what people would think if they saw you coming into
my house when my husband isn't home.'

   'They have seen me talking to him - I'll bring my toolbox and we can say
I was doing a job for you.'

   Sue's silence spoke volumes.  So an hour and half later Ned walked
across the road holding his toolbox and up the avenue to knock on the door
of the young couples house.  Sue opened the door and invited him in.  He
looked disappointed to see she had changed into a pair of tight denim jeans
- no easy access.

   Walking into his neighbours living room Ned placed his toolbox on the
floor and took hold of the waiting housewife.

   'Shall we go upstairs to the bedroom?'

   'You'd said you would respect my wish to not have full intercourse.'

   'I will.'

   The couple walked off together, climbed the staircase and upon entering
the main bedroom indulged in an amazing over the top, passionate kiss and
grope, falling onto the bed.

   'This is only your second payment - there will be many more.'

   Sue gave a breathless reply.  'I know.'

   'Why have you chosen to wear denims?  Is it to make playing with you
extra difficult - as though you are putting up a barrier?'

   Sue shook her head but did not speak; her look was sheepish,
guilt-ridden.  Ned sat on the edge of the bed, making her get off the
mattress and stand before him.  He told her to take off her top, then her
bra.  While she was busy doing that he unzipped her jeans and pulled them
down to her ankles, panties followed.  With a swift movement he dragged her
down over his lap and proceeded to spank her bare bottom.  Sue cried out
and pleaded with him to stop but Ned carried on relentlessly.  With her
feet tangled up in her denims she had no balance so needed no restraint. 
Using his spare hand he adjusted their position until he could tweak and
pull her nipples.

   'You don't seem to understand this blackmail business.  I make the rules
not you!  You will not dress to intentionally hinder me - get it?' Sue
received an extra hard slap on her buttocks.  Now she was sobbing loudly.

   'You do not dictate where I can place my cock.  You do not issue
limitations on what I can and cannot do - get it?'

   Several hard smacks on each buttock cheek encouraged the wife to
convince the man she fully understood the terms and conditions.

   Between spanks and slaps Ned used his fingers to explore and penetrate
both her holes.  Lubricating his finger in her vagina he then gradually
worked it up her anus, moving it like a small cock.  Tiring of that he made
her kneel between his legs, lick his finger then replace it with his now
throbbing weapon.

   'Suck me and swallow it!'

   Sue obeyed, whimpering and sobbing as she used her hands to pump his
foreskin.

   'Use one hand to play with your cunt!'

   The humiliated woman did as she was bid, trying to control her sobbing,
feeling the burning sensation and soreness on the orbs of her arse.  She
made gurgling noises when sperm shot from the cock and down her throat. 
When it was all over with Ned stood her up, turned her round and viewed the
redness of her bottom.

   'You have a really lovely arse, Mrs Smith - I'll have to spank it and
play with it more often - see what we can get inside that delightful little
brown hole!'

   'No, please no!' She pleaded, sobbing her heart out.

   Ned ignored her put away his cock and took his toolbox home.  Mrs Smith
knew that in future she must be more obedient and accommodating.  She also
realised that she had experienced a strange excitement, a perverted sexual
arousal.



   Following The Rules Pt.  02

   Ned humiliates Sue in front of local youths.

   Mrs Smith put on her coat and bid farewell to her husband, promising not
to be late home.  He looked across at her, running his eyes up and down her
body.

   'Okay,' he uttered, then added a comment.  'You seem very dressed up. 
Thought you were just going round to Jane's for a couple of hours, having a
gossip and a couple of glasses of wine?'

   'I am.  There's no reason why I shouldn't look my best.'

   'Well you don't normally wear such short skirts - and a top that shows
so much cleavage, on a week-night out at your mate's house.'

   Sue Smith felt nervous, hoping her husband wouldn't question her
further. Thank goodness he hadn't wandered upstairs while she was getting
ready and seen her putting on stockings and see-through underwear. 
Especially the little sexy corset that only usually came out for bedroom
frolics.

   'A couple of her friends are joining us.  They always have to dress
glamorous - I don't want them looking at me like I'm a dowdy housewife who
can't be bothered to dress smartly.'

   'Fair enough,' her husband replied, then went back to reading his book.

   Sue rushed out of the door while the going was good.  She hadn't gone
far when a loud wolf-whistle pierced the evening air.  Turning round she
saw two youths on bicycles slowly pedalling, as though they were
intentionally keeping pace with her.  The housewife knew very well who they
were.  For years she had been plagued with the neighbourhood terrors, who,
since she had remonstrated with their parents about their bad behaviour,
made a point of singling her out for special attention when they felt like
causing annoyance.

   Sue, could not resist firing back at them.  'You're not kids any more,
when are you going to grow up?  What age are you now, nineteen, twenty? 
You should be acting like young men not half-wits!'

   'We're just paying you a compliment Mrs Smith - you look very sexy,
short skirt - great legs!'

   'Get on your way, you stupid idiots!' Sue certainly didn't appreciate
the so-called compliment.

   'See, we have grown up.  We look at you in a totally different way now!
Sexy housewife!'

   The woman had to secretly admit to her self that the boys were growing
up to be handsome lads.  Maybe she should feel good hearing them say they
found her sexy!  The boys followed her, circling around her as she walked
making the odd inappropriate observation.  Trying to ignore them she kept
her head down.  But she really did need them to go away - not to see
exactly where she was going.

   Suddenly the boys disappeared as though Sue's wish had made them vanish.
Now she was almost at her intended destination, having once walked past a
certain house and doubled back on herself.  It was almost dark and no one
was around, a back gate had been purposely left open; Mrs Smith dodged into
the garden quietly.

   The back kitchen door of the house opened, a man invited the woman into
the house.

   'Just a few minutes late - not bad.' Ned eyed the woman up and down as
he took her coat.  'Good girl, you're wearing a mini skirt.  Did you
remember the stockings?'

   Susan hitched up her skirt far enough for the older man to see her
suspenders.

   'Very nice, hope you put on sexy underwear too.'

   'My husband questioned me - he was very suspicious, it's only a matter
of time before he finds out you're blackmailing me.  I was almost followed
here and had to walk round the block - those two stupid lads I've always
had bother with.  They could have seen me sneaking into your garden - tell
my husband.'

   Ned laughed.  Grabbing the woman he pulled her close and cupped her
breasts.  Kissing her neck and thrusting his tongue in her ear he whispered
that she was wasting her time trying to scare him -- and told her she
deserved a spanking for even trying.  Then he pushed her down into a
sitting position on a kitchen chair.  Obediently she stayed still while he
unfastened his trousers and took out his cock.

   'You know what to do,' he told her.

   Without putting up any sort of resistance she took hold of his stiff
thick penis and opened her mouth, slipping it past her lips and proceeded
to suck and lick his blood engorged pole.  She pulled back his foreskin and
gazed at the purple helmet, licking the tiny piss-hole as she worked her
hand to and fro along his shaft.  Then she took all she could into her
mouth until it almost hit the back of her throat.  No one would have
believed she was performing this act under duress.

   'Let's see you undress, take your top and skirt off.'

   Again, without protest, the housewife obeyed, standing in front of Ned,
almost posing seductively for him.

   'Are you trying your best to make me cum, thinking the sooner I do then
the sooner it will all be over?'

   Ned smiled as he slowly pleasured himself while watching the woman.

   'I'm impressed with your choice of underwear - very sexy!' The man said.

   'Thank you,' Sue replied.  She pushed up her tits and stroked her hand
over her crotch.  'Do you like my little corset?' Her attitude toward her
blackmailer was friendly but very bizarre.

   'Very fetching - you will look very arousing when you bend over for a
spanking.  I think I'll spank you now, over the kitchen table.  Are you
ready to feel my hand on your bottom?  I think you kind of liked it last
time I tanned your hide!'

   'I don't have a choice do I?' She responded calmly.

   'Bend over the table then,' Ned told her.

   Sue turned her back on him and leaned forward resting her forearms on
the table, pushing her backside out.  She waited for the first stinging
whack on her arse, but it was a long time coming.  Instead Ned placed his
arm around her front and let his fingers find their way inside her panties,
seeking out her clitoris; her cunt was already very moist.  Expertly he
rolled his fingers over her now swollen sex button, until he felt her hips
begin to slightly and involuntarily move against his hand.  She was
beginning to feel sexually aroused.  The tension she experienced waiting
for the first smack on her arse was exciting her.

   When Ned simply let his spare hand touch her arse-cheeks she recoiled
and tightened her buttocks as she expected a sharp slap.

   'Is this making you feel aroused, Mrs Smith?' Ned asked.  She refused to
answer.

   The next noise heard was the sound of the young housewife crying out
when she felt the stinging pain of that first spank as it it took her by
surprise.  Her buttocks tightened then involuntarily relaxed as they do
when a person is suffering corporal punishment.  Ned's hand now came down
constantly, quick and hard on the woman's tender posterior, yet not
following a rhythm, not giving her the chance to prepare for the
accompanying pain.  All the time the fingers of Ned's other hand stimulated
Sue's clit, he noted how very wet her cunt was becoming.  Ned's next move
was to tug down her panties which fell around her ankles.

   Though the woman sobbed softly, she didn't beg for him to stop, even
though her arse was now burning.  Pain was turning to pleasure.  Ned
spanked her more gently now, letting his hand maintain contact with her
arse, rubbing over her red throbbing arse cheeks between whacks, leaving
her not knowing whether the smack would on left cheek or right.  Randomly
he would bring down his hand more strongly, taking her by surprise, making
her jump with pain and shock.

   When the perverted man changed tack and pushed his finger into her cunt
from behind she wriggled and squirmed.  Then he spanked her hard and
expertly caught her as her arse relaxed and pushed backward meeting her
anus with his wet finger and thrust it up her brown hole.  Now a finger
penetrated her from front and behind.  Her sobbing had ceased, now she
breathed very heavily.

   'Do you like that, Susan?' Ned asked, 'Does that give you pleasure?'

   She was reluctant to admit it but she gave a honest answer.  'Yeah!'

   'You've got a lovely arse, Mrs Smith!  Don't you agree boys?'

   Sue's body and brain stopped functioning.  Then shock and panic took
over, her heart pounded.  She pulled herself up and rapidly turned almost
losing her balance because of the tangled panties wrapped around her
ankles. Standing in front of her smirking were the two youths who had been
a thorn in her side.

   'Well, hello Mrs Smith, fancy meeting you here!  That's twice tonight we
have run into each other,' a voice said mockingly.

   'What...?' She lost her voice, the humiliation she felt was enormous.

   'I suppose the next question you are going to ask is, "How long have you
been standing there?"' One of the boys said.  'For quite a while, Mrs Smith
- actually, is it okay for us to call you Sue now?  And yes, you do have a
lovely body.'

   With that the boys began to unzip their trousers.

   'What are you doing!' The distraught woman cried out, getting her vocal
chords to work.

   'They are going to fuck you - with my blessing!'

   'No, no, no!  Please!'

   Ned pulled her down on the kitchen chair and held her hair.  Sue
whimpered as one of the boys approached her, his cock waving around.

   'Open wide Mrs Smith!' The other boy followed his friend and stood at
her side, cock exposed.

   'I'm not doing it!' She sobbed loudly.

   Ned, cleared his throat.  'Remember, what we agreed.  Follow the rules -
or there will be consequences.  These young gentlemen have watched the
video and would like to enjoy your delightful charms.'

   'You promised you'd never show anyone if I agreed to have sex with you!'
she cried.

   'No, I promised not to show your husband,' he reminded her.  'Follow my
rules or get dressed and go home - but think what might happen next.'

   Susan looked each male in the eye and reached out for the nearest cock.

   For the next fifteen minutes, which to the wife seemed like an hour, the
poor woman was compelled to suck the cocks of two sons of her neighbours
who for many years had been the Bain of her life.  Sucking one cock while
wanking the other then changing over on command, she couldn't have been
more humiliated.

   'Okay,' Ned ordered, 'Let's all go upstairs to the bedroom.  Pull your
knickers up, Susan.'

   Psychologically beaten, Sue stood up and obeyed the instruction. 
Following behind Ned with the boys at her rear touching her arse she was
led upstairs to the spare bedroom.

   'Now take your knickers off!  Pull your tits out of your bra!'

   The boys came across to her and mauled her breasts, kissing and sucking
her nipples.  She was instructed to wank their cocks while they used her.
Ned sat himself down happy to be a spectator, taking out his penis and
slowly pleasuring himself as he watched.

   The youths ordered Mrs Smith to kneel on the edge of the bed and push
her backside high in the air.  Taking turns the boys penetrated her cunt
from behind and almost ferociously gave her hell of a fucking, spanking her
backside as they rammed home their cocks.  After taking his turn one boy
felt for her tits and pulled on her nipples before lying under her and
sucking hard on her nipples.

   Susan began to experience a strange and surprising feeling.  Without
receiving any instruction, she reached out and let her hand travel down the
body of the boy who lay sideways on to her, sucking and nibbling her tits.
When her hand reached his cock she held the shaft, and working the foreskin
back and forth tried to revive it's hardness.  More strangely she
manoeuvred her head until she was able to lower her face and kiss the boy
on the lips, forcing her tongue into his mouth.  When the boy fucking her
shot his load all three lay across each other on the bed taking a rest.

   'Never thought we'd ever get to fuck you, Sue.  Do you even know what
our names are?'

   'Of course I do, you've been a pain in my side since you were little. 
Your names are Carl and Darren.'

   'Pain in your side?  Well tonight we've been cocks in your cunt!'

   Susan felt herself squirm - but not with fear.

   Ned, who had been sitting quietly enjoying the show, now spoke up.

   'Don't forget you have another task to perform before you go home.'

   Susan, didn't need to ask what that was.  She climbed off the bed and
walked toward the older man who sat in the chair with his cock pointing at
the ceiling.  Their original agreement had been for her to sexually satisfy
him but without penetration - well that's what she thought, until he
reminded her of his version of the rules by reddening her backside.

   'What would you like me to do?' She asked submissively.

   'Come and straddle me, give me a slow fuck and tell me what a good
obedient girl you are going to be from now on.'

   Susan climbed on the man's lap draping a leg either side of him, then
taking his cock in her hand fed it into her cunt.  As she began to gyrate
slowly he held her head and kissed her on the lips.

   'Is this more exciting than having sex with your husband?  Having three
different cocks in one night?'

   'No one must ever find out!' she snapped.

   'That's up to you, dear!  The boys won't blab.  I think they will want
to have sex with you again?'

   Susan hesitated before she answered.  'If you're really sure they can be
trusted.'

   'Did you enjoy their cocks?'

   'Yeah!' she breathed with a long sigh.

   'Fuck me faster now Susan!  Make yourself orgasm!'

   The young woman bucked her arse up and down with more energy, feeling
the friction on her clitoris as she bounced on Ned's thick cock.  She would
never have dreamed that being forced to fuck the repulsive boys and an
older man who was blackmailing her could have been so enjoyable and
sexually gratifying.  Susan's heavy gasps turned into moans of pleasure. 
She didn't try to hide her joy when that familiar sexually electric surge
sent a charge pulsing through her body.

   Ned held her tight and kissed her cheek as she gasped.

   'Good girl, see how pleasurable it can be for you!  If you follow the
rules.'



   Following The Rules Pt.  03

   Ned plans to influence Sue's husband too.

   Ned had allowed Susan Smith a couple of days rest from his sexual
depravities.  On her last visit she had been tied to the bed in various
positions while the two young boys who lived nearby had fucked her and
spanked her in an amazing number of ways.  She had opened her mouth to take
their cocks and drank whatever liquid oozed from the tiny piss holes.  More
interestingly, her arse had been given special attention by having butt
plugs of various sizes inserted into her anus, for the purpose of
stretching her brown hole, necessary training before it could accommodate a
hard cock of decent size.  It amused Ned to see that by the time the woman
emerged from the shower, taken before she was returned to her husband, she
always had a contented expression on her face.  She often was sent home to
her husband wearing a smirk if not a smile.

   It was during this interlude that Ned heard the news that the local
factory was laying off most of it's workforce which he knew would very
likely include Mrs Smith's spouse Michael.  After giving it some thought
Ned decided a visit would be in order.  He had a cunning plan.

   Picking a time when he knew Mrs Smith would be out Ned strolled down the
road and rang Mike's door bell.  Now the two men sometimes engaged in
conversation but were far from being friends, so Mike looked a little
nonplussed when he saw Ned standing at his door asking if he could come in
and have a few words.  Nevertheless the man invited his neighbour into the
living room and they sat down.

   'I've heard the bad news about people being laid off at the factory.  I
have a proposal that you might be interested in.  I know in situations like
this every penny counts.'

   'Okay, let's hear it.  I'm hoping it doesn't happen but I think I'm
going to be one of the unlucky ones.' Mike sounded very concerned and
worried.

   'I have a little idea, whereby I might be able to put a few pounds your
way.  A little job for your wife, with an opportunity to earn more.  It
won't make up for your lost income but it could be useful money if she's
prepared to go the extra mile.'

   'I'm confused but tell me more.' Mike told the man.

   'Occasionally I organise small private parties, get-togethers, for
certain friends of mine, businessmen mainly.  All are in my age group, you
know, probably the youngest is over 55.  We like to have a little fun,
sometimes we play cards, have some food sent in, obviously drink a lot! 
Watch a film maybe, you know, adult films, uncensored.'

   'How the hell does my wife fit in with this scenario?'

   'I thought it might be great fun for the guys if we had a lovely lady,
pleasant on the eye, serving us drinks and providing us with a bit of
glamour.'

   'What?  You want my wife to be a waitress?  Hostess?  For one night
only? What she earns would hardly pay for a days food.  You've got to be
joking.'

   'My friends would be very generous for the right woman.  The more she
does the more she gets paid.'

   'So you're asking me to prostitute my wife?'

   'Call it what you wish.  If you lose your job you'll need every penny.
On top of what your wife earns at her regular job it could make a big
difference.  It would depend on her how far she wanted to go.  Minimum,
would be giving the guys something to look at, say, parading in sexy
outfits.  Maybe getting down to just panties.  A lot more money if she let
them have some fun, sitting on their knees, letting them have a kiss, maybe
play with her breasts, the more she does the more she earns.  And it won't
necessarily be a one-time event.  You see I've always thought your wife has
a very nice body, so she was the first woman who came into my head.  She
gets first offer.

   'You have hell of a cheek coming here proposing that my wife becomes a
part-time sex worker.'

   'I should also mention,' Ned continued, not put off by Mike's aggressive
reaction, 'That my friends would be happy to put your name around amongst
the business communities letting them know you are looking for employment.
Think a little beyond the idea she's only going to be paid for a couple of
hours work as a waitress in a sexy uniform.  For men of my generation and
taste having a local housewife doing it for a generous reward is much more
interesting and arousing than hiring a professional hostess with a false
smile from an agency.  There's something very erotic and tantalising about
seeing a shy, ordinary housewife daring to lower her inhibitions and expose
herself for the delight of other men.  I'll leave you to give it some
thought.'

   With that, Ned got to his feet and saw himself out, leaving Mike deep in
thought.

   A couple of days had passed before Mike told his wife about the unusual
'opportunity'.

   'I had a visit from that guy you don't like the other day, Ned.'

   They had just settled down for the evening after eating their meal. 
Susan felt her stomach do a somersault.  Nervously she waited for the angry
accusations to come pouring out.  Her hands shook.

   'He came to offer a proposal - a job offer for you really.'

   Sue swallowed hard.  'What?'

   'He throws little gatherings, parties, for a bunch of older guys.  He
says they are business men, willing to pay good money for a woman to act as
hostess and who's prepared to give them a bit of a sexual thrill.  He
wondered if you'd be interested - make a few pounds in your spare time
every now and again.  Ned heard about the lay-offs at work and thought the
bit of extra cash would come in useful.  Actually he told me he finds you
very sexy, says you have a good body.'

   Susan looked at her husband with astonishment.

   'Give them a sexual thrill?  What did you say?'

   'Well it was so weird I didn't say a lot.  I asked how far he'd expect
you to go?.'

   'You mean you were prepared to give it some consideration?  What did he
tell you?'

   'Basically it would be up to you just how far you wanted to go.  But he
made it clear that the more you did, or the farther you were prepared to go
- the more money you could earn.  He reckoned his friends would be very
generous toward a woman who was daring enough to give them some fun and
excitement.'

   'What are you saying Michael?  You sound like you're trying to sell me
the idea.  You want me to do this?'

   'Well it's a worry thinking about how we are going to pay our bills if
I'm laid off at work.  You could probably earn more in a couple of hours
than you would in a week if you took on a part-time job.  I'll try my hand
at anything that's offered.  Ned told me he'd get his mates to put the word
around that I'm looking for a job.  Obviously that only applies on whether
you agree to take up the offer.'

   'You've thought this through haven't you, you'd turn a blind eye - be
prepared to let me be in a room alone with a bunch of older men and give
some sort of sexual thrill?  And how far would you let me go?  Obviously
they'd want me to take some or all of my clothes off - what happens then,
how much further would you expect me to go - all the way, with how many
men? So the more money I come home with, you'll know it's because I've been
with lots of men?  Been a complete slut.  Could you handle that?  It's not
a question of how far I'd go - it's how much you could take, knowing how
I've earned the cash.'

   Michael was very uncomfortable hearing this reality.

   'Look, lets just leave it there for now - end of conversation.'

   And it was the end.  They settled down to watch some TV, but their minds
were somewhere else.

   Ned had waited for Sue coming home from work and caught up with her in
the park.

   'What the hell are you up to!' she demanded.

   'Just trying to help a friend,' Ned told her calmly.

   'Don't try to make yourself look like a caring friend.  You're not a
friend.  Actually you may have shot yourself in the foot.  Once my husband
agrees that I should entertain your pals for money then you have no hold
over me.  I'll be fucking other men with his blessing - if the money is
right!'

   'My goodness, I never thought of that!' Ned laughed cynically, 'What a
fool I am!' Ned's voice became more aggressive.  'Make sure you come round
Wednesday afternoon - I know it's your day off.'

   Mrs Smith knew it was best not to say anything else.

   Wednesday came round a bit too quickly for Susan's liking.  Obediently,
following her blackmailers rules she changed into stockings and suspenders
and lacy back panties, swapping her more practical weekday skirt for a much
shorter one which would be hidden under her coat as she walked down the
avenue.  Sneaking into Ned's house by the rear entrance was always a
problem during daylight hours.

   'You shouldn't be playing games with my husband,' Sue told Ned; now she
was calmer and hoped to reason with him.

   'I'm giving you the chance to make some money.  Plus, it makes life
easier for you - you can come round for a fuck and it would no longer
matter if anyone saw you visiting.  Think about it, your husband would know
you come here, and know you get a good fucking!  Just think, you can enjoy
all the extra sex - and all the little kinks and fetishes - without
worrying if you'll get caught or be in trouble with Mike.  Have you told
him yet?  That you agree to my proposal?

   Sue wasn't in the mood for discussing the matter, she just shook her
head.  She just wanted to satisfy Ned's lust as quickly as possible and get
on with her day.

   About to take off her coat, she asked.  'What do you want me to do,
today?  Shall I give you oral, or do you want to fuck me.'

   Before he answered another voice came from the kitchen door.

   'Hello!  Anyone home?'

   Sue rapidly refastened her coat.  Ned called out for the apparently
unexpected visitor to come through to the living room.

   When the man came into view Susan looked surprised.  Here was a man she
had often met at social gatherings.  Not adverse to indulging in social
climbing, Sue had admired the man for his looks and personality, the smart
way he dressed, even flirted with him occasionally.  She had always tried
to put herself over as something she wasn't in an effort to impress the
man.

   'Well hello, Mrs Smith, how are you?' asked the man very politely.

   Sue smiled and held out her hand.  'Hello Robert, how nice to see you.'

   'So you two know each other?  Ned asked.

   Then to her shock and surprise another person appeared from behind the
kitchen door.  No other than one of the boys who had spanked and fucked her
less than a month ago.  Her mind raced to try make sense of why these two
were here together, why they even knew each other?  Surely, he would be
wondering why the hell she was there.  Thank goodness she had managed to
fasten her coat and hide her very short skirt.

   We've met several times, haven't we Mrs Smith?'

   'Yes,' said Susan, trying to look relaxed, 'We have met at house parties
and barbecues and such like.'

   As the men then began to talk Sue felt fearful that the boy, Carl, would
say something inappropriate and give the game away; he constantly smirked
at her with a wicked look in his eye.  She waited a few minutes and saw her
chance to leave.

   'Well, I'll get on my way and leave you men to talk,' she said with a
wide smile.  Picking up her bag she took one step toward the door before,
to her astonishment Ned grabbed her arm and stopped her in her tracks.

   'Where are you going?' Ned demanded to know.

   There was a brief silence where a powerful wave of humiliation surged
through her body, making her brain numb and her every fibre tremble.  Her
stomach turned over making her feel nauseous.

   'I'm going, so you men can get on with your business,' she explained
with a trembling voice.

   Her mind was concerned as to what Robert would make of this odd
situation, of Neds' show of aggression and control.  What would he make of
her submissive behaviour?

   'No no, sweetheart!' Ned, bellowed, 'Robert's not here to see me - he's
here to see you?  Now take off your panties, good girl.'

   Sue immediately began to weep, 'What?'

   'Unfasten your coat - and take your panties off!' Ned demanded.

   'Please no,' begged the distraught woman, though it was already too late
to save face and her dignity.

   Susan then, with the obedience that Ned had instilled in her, whimpered
as she unfasten the buttons of her coat showing the men the shortness of
her skirt that didn't quite cover her stocking tops.  To her horror, Robert
swiftly took off his jacket and began to unfasten his shirt - as did the
smirking Carl.  Resigned to her fate the sobbing housewife lifted her skirt
and pulled down her panties, letting them drop to her feet.  Now the
humiliation she felt was increased ten-fold as Carl came behind her and
unzipped her skirt, when he flicked the button the garment joined her
panties on the floor.  She stepped out of them and kicked them to one side,
following the rules like a good girl ought to.

   'We can get know each other better now, Mrs Smith,' Robert sniggered. 
'Bend over the table!'

   Susan delayed obeying long enough to watch Robert's erect penis appear
from his trousers.  Beneath her tears and upset she was quite impressed by
it's length and girth.  In other circumstances she would be thrilled to
have this weapon thrusting in and out of her cunt.  When it filled her
vagina she took in a deep breath and opened her legs wider, pushing her
arse out toward the invading piston.  She had suffered immense humiliation,
so she might as well now enjoy the affects of the sexual assault.  She
moaned softly, opening her eyes to see the boy taking his jeans and
underpants off.  A finger belonging to Robert slipped between her labial
lips from the front to tickle her clitoris, Susan's moans now made it clear
they were the sounds of sexual pleasure.

   Robert proved to be a man who could last the pace, as the minutes passed
Sue was delighted that he was still going like an engine fucking her from
behind, his belly slapping against her arse cheeks.  All of a sudden though
the man gave a loud grunt and she felt his jism shoot up inside her belly.
Pulling her up he kissed her and groped her tits.

   'I'll have to play with those next time, he said, 'Carl wants a turn
with you now.'

   Sue had no objection to that, she well remembered that the boy, though
still young knew how to fuck a woman, and had enjoyed himself last time
they met, even though she was old enough to be his mother.  This time he
wanted her standing and facing her - he penetrated her cunt, gripping her
bottom cheeks with both hands bounced her up and down on his cock.  Sue in
turn threw her arms around his neck to support herself and pressed her lips
against his mouth forcing her tongue past his lips.

   Ned, decided to experiment a little.  Greasing a finger with some
cooking oil, he gently rubbed Sue's anus feeling it open and close slightly
as Carl fucked her hard.  At just the right moment, when her brown hole was
less tight he pushed his digit up into her rectum.  Though she felt a
little pain she did not complain, rather, Ned noticed the invading finger
seemed to add to her sexual joy.  Indeed to Sue it felt like a second
miniature cock was fucking her from behind.  Ned felt her anus tighten and
heard her sighs of pleasure.  When she eventually reached her orgasm it was
partly due to the finger fucking in her arse supplementing the hard young
cock that pummelled her cunt.

   Carl withdrew his dick and pushed her down on a kitchen chair.  'Let me
cum in your mouth, swallow my spunk!' Mrs Smith, happily obliged.

   When Carl moved away from Susan, Ned lifted her to her feet.  He
whispered in her ear.

   'You are learning that it's best to follow the rules.  Did you enjoy
that little session?'

   Susan whispered back: 'Yes, I did.'

   'You'd like me to find other men who you would enjoy giving you a good
fucking?'

   'Yes.'

   'And do you enjoy being spanked, Susan?'

   Susan took a deep sigh, 'Yeah!'

   'You'd like to have more kinky sex?'

   'Yeah!'

   Ned's fingers were stimulating her clit, Sue, had opened her legs wide.

   'So are you going to tell your husband that you're willing to please my
friends?'

   'Yes, I was going to agree to it anyway.'

   'Good girl, we can have some exciting times - and it will be with your
husbands blessing!  You can fuck other men to your hearts content!'

   Susan got very excited and grabbed Ned's testicles.

   'I'll do whatever you tell me to - please, fuck me now!'

   The two men watched as Ned gave the desperate housewife a good seeing
to. Susan constantly peered over the man's shoulder with a grin on her face
staring straight at the man who she had often tried to impress.  Her
feeling of humiliation had now turned into one of wanton abandon, thinking
of the future opportunities when she might have the chance to enjoy Roberts
cock.  She gripped Ned tightly as her sexual pleasure began to reach it's
climax.  Ned picked her up, and as her feet left the floor her legs wrapped
around his waist.  Being used as a sex slut for Ned's friends suddenly
sounded exciting.



   Following The Rules Pt.  04

   Susan meets men for money with husband's knowledge.

   The social gathering, attended by this particular group of neighbours
was unusual in that someone had thought it a good idea to invite Ned.  As
is the case in many neighbourhoods there are those who consider themselves
a cut above the rest.  Some, like Mike Smith and his wife Susan tend to get
invited just to make others feel superior - no-one wants to be the lowliest
in the room, so inviting the odd couple who don't really make the grade
does wonders for the ego's of the 'elite'.

   The evening went slowly, though they usually did, given the gatherings
were boring and tedious.  Ned wandered over to Mike and Sue, the first time
they had acknowledged each other all evening.

   'I can offer you an opportunity to earn a few pounds this coming week,
if you're interested.' Ned told them.

   Mike looked uncomfortable, knowing what that involved.

   'What will she have to do?' He asked cautiously.

   'Well, you can't expect a detailed itinerary, every time I offer you a
job,' Ned said sniggering.  'Anyway, it's largely up to your wife -
remember, the more she's willing to do, the more she'll be rewarded.  What
do you expect me to tell you?  That she'll start with giving a man a wank,
then get on her knees and suck his cock?  Get her tit's out and let another
man play with them at the same time?'

   'Okay, shut it!  ' Mike snapped, 'You've made your point.'

   Ned, addressed his conversation to Sue.  'It's Wednesday night, I'll let
you know what time, I'll pick you up.'

   Looking back at Mike Ned grinned.  'You should be glad your wife has the
body and looks that other men notice - and will be willing to pay money for
her favours.  See that guy over there with the haughty looking wife,
wealthy property developer - he's been giving your wife the eye all night,
I've been watching him - she gets noticed.  You'll feel better about it
when she brings money home.'

   The husband said nothing - his wife had yet to go out on her first
assignment.

   Wednesday soon came round.  At seven pm Susan was in her bedroom
choosing her outfit.  Mike appeared in the doorway looking very restless.

   'What has he told you to wear - I thought he wanted you in some sort of
sexy waitress outfit, stockings and suspenders.'

   'He's told me to wear something nice of my own - just to make sure it's
a short skirt and suggested something with buttons then I can undo them and
show plenty of cleavage.  Yes, you're right about the stockings and
suspenders.'

   'So he's expecting you to give quite a show, then?  Did he say how many
men will be there?'

   'I'm not sure, I think only two.'

   Mike became very agitated.  'This is weird!  Who would have believed
we'd have to resort to this?  Standing here in the bedroom, dressing up in
sexy clothes and talking about how many men you might have to satisfy.'

   'We have lived beyond our means, trying to pretend we can keep up with
the Joneses.  We have a lot of debts and this is what we have to do to keep
our head above water.'

   Mike went silent while his wife dressed.  She was about to put on her
skirt, adjusting her stocking tops when suddenly she stopped and stared at
him.

   'Hell Mike, this is turning you on!  You've got an erection!  I thought
you were upset and against all this?'

   'Of course I fucking am....  but...!'

   He lunged forward grabbing her pushed her toward the bed and unfastened
his fly.

   'I've just had a shower and done my hair!' Sue complained.

   'I want to fuck you, I'm your husband aren't I?'

   He pushed her on the bed and pulled her panties to one side, kissing her
neck and taking hold of his cock penetrated her.  Breathless and very
aroused he thrust his cock in and out of her wet vagina.  His voice was a
harsh whisper.

   'I can't help picturing that later tonight there will be some other man
fucking you - maybe with your skirt and knickers off!  Maybe even more than
one man - one watching, playing with his cock, waiting his turn!'

   Susan now was breathless.  'Yes, Mike, but we have no choice, it's a
quick way to earn some money.  But you're right, yes, maybe there will be
more than one man that Ned wants me to fuck.' Sue whispered in her
husband's ear.  'Does that excite you?'

   'I don't understand why.  Tell me honestly, Sue, what about you; does it
excite you - make you feel aroused?'

   'I don't know, maybe it will a little, I'll have to wait and see.  I
will have to keep telling myself - the more I do, the more I'll get paid.
I'm just thinking of the money.  But we have to face facts, Mike.  I'm not
going out to sit holding hands and give them a kiss.  Let's not torture
ourselves.' Susan took a deep breath.  'Don't worry about it just now -
fuck me!'

   The married couple bucked and bounced groaning and grunting until they
both erupted, almost simultaneously, reaching the heights of sexual
pleasure.  They dared not reveal to each other the lurid pictures that
passed through their minds.

   Susan was very late and had to rush back into the bathroom to freshen up
and wipe the sperm from her vagina then quickly repair her make-up and redo
her hair.  When she answered the door to Ned he noticed her haste, but said
nothing.

   'Where are we going?' Sue asked after they had been driving for more
than fifteen minutes; they were now in the countryside.

   'A big house, rich people.  No names, just do what they want and you
will go home with a purse full of money.'

   'I'm very nervous.' Sue confessed.

   'That's good.  That will make it more exciting for them.  Submissive and
frightened.  Don't hide it, let them see you are.  Pretend to cry if you
can carry it off convincingly.'

   'I don't need to pretend - I will be scared!'

   The big man smiled and said nothing to reassure her.

   As the car made it's way up the drive the headlights picked up the
shapes of people milling about, some obviously had too much to drink,
running around the grounds, others indulging in sexual acts.  They alighted
from the vehicle and Ned threw the keys to a security man who drove the car
away to the parking area.  Susan had never seen the likes of this before.

   'I expected you'd be taking me to a house to meet just one man or maybe
two,' Sue meekly stated.

   They entered the house and Ned guided the woman across the large hallway
and down a corridor.  All around stood small groups of guests whilst
flitting between them and dancing around individuals moved about, many, Sue
soon noticed, partly dressed, even almost naked.

   'My God, it's like a Roman orgy!' Susan exclaimed.

   Ned stopped and pulled her close.

   'Never forget, Mrs Smith,' Ned said, lifting her skirt, 'That no matter
how many men you fuck, and indeed enjoy fucking, that I will always be the
one who you need to keep you satisfied and happy, more so than your husband
even.  I am the one who can provide you with everything you need, I am the
one who can show you how to use your body to create intense sexual pleasure
and, just as importantly money, lots of money.  But never forget, I'm also
the one who can bring it to an end instantly.  Oh, and last but not least,
I will always enjoy fucking you myself.  Part of you will always belong to
me.  Let me give you a demonstration of how I can make you attractive to
men, men who are generous with their money.'

   'Please, everybody can see up my skirt!' Sue told him, blushing.

   'That's a good thing, sweetheart!  We'll start here, in full view.'

   Ned held her skirt high above her belly while his hand delved inside her
dainty, silky panties, feeling her cunt, seeking her clitoris.

   'People are looking!'

   'Do you feel sexually humiliated, Mrs Smith?'

   'Yes!'

   'Well that's what turns you on, isn't it?'

   Before she could respond a voice bellowed in her ear.

   'Ah, Ned!  Who's this delightful woman whose cunt you're exploring?'

   Standing next to the couple were an old distinguished looking man,
accompanied by two others who by their attitude were underlings.

   'A new guest, My Lord.  An innocent housewife whose here to offer her
favours to help pay the bills.  Her husband has been made redundant so
she's willing to please any generous gentleman in any way they desire. 
Well almost, there are techniques she hasn't yet been trained in.'

   'Does she take it in the back passage?'

   'Not yet my lord, but she likes her arse tanning, with a strong hand or
a paddle, and sucks cock like an expert.  Would you like to feel how juicy
her cunt is?'

   The very respectable country squire thrust his hand up her skirt and
felt the wetness of her vagina.

   'Get my cock out woman and give me a wank!' The titled gentleman
demanded.

   Sue glanced at Ned, who nodded reassuringly.

   Without wasting time the housewife dug out the cock of the aristocrat
and, eager to make a good impression used all her experience to slowly wank
the old man's foreskin back and forth, making sure he would last the pace.

   'She's good, Ned!' Breathed the nobleman.

   'She had to learn quickly, m'lord, she has to pay the bills.'

   'Does she do more, I'll give her a generous wad!'

   'Perhaps she can give your cock a suck - then if you like what she does
we can take her somewhere more private and you can test the limits of what
she is prepared to do to help her husband.'

   'That sounds very erotic, giving her body to other men.  And does her
husband know his good wife is sacrificing her reputation and submitting her
body to extreme sexual abandon?'

   'Indeed he does m'lord.  He sits at home imagining the sexual horrors
men are putting her through to satisfy their depraved lust.'

   Ned pressed Sue's left shoulder as a signal for her to squat down and
take the man's cock in her mouth.

   'See how eager she is to please, m'lord.'

   The man signalled to one of his lackey's, who understanding the order
undid his trousers and took out his cock.  Reaching down he took hold of
Sue's left hand and wrapped it around his pole..  Now she had one in her
mouth wanked by her right hand and one in her left hand, wanked with equal
enthusiasm.

   'Yes, let's take her somewhere more private!' The Earl said, waving on
his minions.

   'May I say, m'lord, women like this are so much more enthusiastic and
wanton if they get a donation upfront.'

   'Yes, quite, banknotes or cheque?'

   'Cash would be preferable, m'lord - her husband has pressing debts.'

   'No problem.  Follow me!'

   The group wandered down a corridor and into a sparsely furnished room.
There was a dining chair with shackles fixed to the back; a stool, other
assorted items, but the largest was a single bed, again, with restraints
attached to the headboard, and curiously an overlarge large cushion styled
pouffe.

   The older man began to undress.

   'Get her to take off her knickers!' He ordered, clearly becoming
sexually aroused.

   Ned, simply nudged his female companion; she knew what she must do.  The
man, now devoid of his trousers and underwear, sat in a small upholstered
seat and began to wank his cock.

   'Lift up your skirt, girl,' he ordered, 'Show me your cunt.'

   Sue lifted her skirt as directed and went to stand in front of the old
man.

   'Play with yourself!  Masturbate, while I watch.'

   Feeling very self conscious, having two other men also staring at her
naked midriff Sue nevertheless obeyed.  Her fingers rolled over her clit,
which was now responsive and swollen.  The door opened and two other men
entered the room.  To Sue's surprise one carried a large envelope, which
was thrown down at her feet.

   'Here's your money.  Now come here and kneel between my legs.'

   For some weird and unfathomable reason knowing the envelope tossed down
on the floor contained her money gave her a thrill.  She felt depraved and
perverted, standing before the group of men skirt held high, masturbating
her cunt while a little old man sat with his cock out, wanking away.

   Stepping toward the seated man, she continued to rub her labia as she
walked.  Out of the side of her eye she became aware that the men had begun
to take off their trousers too.  Her heart pounded - there were four
younger men - who it seemed would be taking her in any way they cared to,
given that a large wad of money was now lying at her feet - she had been
paid in advance to submit to whatever sexual acts the men required of her.
And the little, very wealthy old man would get his kicks from watching.

   Sue sat on the floor and took the old man's semi-hard penis in her
mouth, sucking hard, she couldn't help but look sideways at the erect
penises of the undressed men, feeling excited anticipation of what she
expected would happen next.

   The old man spotted her distraction.  'Look, she can't take her eyes off
the hard cocks, she's dying for it!  She needs a smacked bottom!  Boys -
give her good spanking then a good fucking!'

   Sue began to tremble, partly in fear, not knowing how hard these men
would spank her backside, and partly with the sexual thrill of knowing, or
at least hoping all four cocks would shortly be taking turns to fuck her.
She carried on sucking the old man's dick, expecting any second to be
lifted up and positioned for a spanking.  Instead, she felt her rear end
gripped and raised up before a mighty hard whack landed on her arse cheeks;
she gasped and the cock fell from between her lips.  Another hard smack
followed making her soft flesh sting then a whole half dozen followed
burning her posterior.  She had collapsed on the lap of the old man who now
unfastened her top and mauled her tits.

   'You told me she doesn't take cock up her arse Ned - you need to do
something about that.  Or shall we test her out now?'

   'Perhaps not tonight m'lord, ' Ned advised.

   'Just try!  Boys, one of you stretch her back passage.'

   'No!  No!' Susan cried out.  'Please, no!'

   'You've been paid, so deliver the goods girl!' Shouted the old man.

   She was bodily lifted and dumped on her belly over the large pouffe. 
Her arse was smacked constantly for a full five minutes then cold creamy
ointment was smeared on her burning throbbing red flesh.  The fingers of
the hand spreading the cooling gel pushed up against her anus.  Sue cried
and begged for mercy.  A finger forced it's way past her anal ring, she was
slapped again, and as her arse recoiled her brown hole automatically
relaxed just for a second.  It was at one of those moments that finger was
replaced by penis, pushing smoothly up her tight hole.

   The poor woman screamed out but was unable to eject the invading stiff
weapon.  Now it moved like a piston back and forth in her rectum. 
Exhausted she sank down in the softness of the pouffe, sobbing, with her
backside on fire.  A hand belonging to another man gently pushed under her
belly and felt her wet cunt; it began to rub in just the right place
agitating her clitoris.  Some other hand, spanked her left cheek then
another hand spanked her right cheek.  The pain was different, not pain at
all, now it caused a strange electric-like shock that gave her an immense
feeling of sexual joy - pain was turning to pleasure.

   Her anal muscles now also relaxed and she began to push back gently
enjoying the feeling of realising the cock of an unknown man was filling
her back passage.  Her cries became softer, turning into moans of sexual
ecstasy.

   'The filthy bitch is loving it!' Cried the degenerate perverted old man.
'Piss up her arse!'

   Mrs Smith, a once respectable very ordinary housewife, sighed loudly, as
she felt a stream of hot urine squirt up her intestine.  She smiled
involuntarily.

   'Finish yourselves off boys!'

   The men knew their ageing master was tiring and had reached his limit,
so best to bring the proceedings to a conclusion.  Quickly a cock appeared
before Susan's face and forced it's way into her mouth.  The man whose
penis was up her bum, came and fell away making room for another,who this
time was happy to fuck her very wet cunt.  The sex slave was very vocal
when she reached a powerful orgasm and sang out with a manic laugh.

   It took a few minutes before anyone felt like moving.  Susan suffered a
final very humiliating experience when she pulled her self upright and lost
the watery contents that filled her back passage.  But that's what turned
the perverted man on.

   'What's your name, madam, Mrs, what?'

   Suddenly Susan was conscious she was talking to a member of the British
aristocracy.

   'Mrs Smith, m'lord' she answered.

   Well, Mrs Smith, you did very well.  I enjoyed watching my men ravage
you - and, you seemed to enjoy most of it - you dirty little whore of an
housewife.  I'd love to meet your husband.  But I think you deserve a small
bonus.'

   He waved the first man who had dressed and whispered an instruction.

   Ned appeared from the background and directed Sue to a door.  'There's a
bathroom you can use to freshen up.'

   When Sue came out she was still trembling and overawed Ned guided her
out and back down the corridor to where the main gathering was.  There was
a bar and buffet food.  Though it was getting late there were many people
half dressed, and some almost totally undressed.

   'I think you need a stiff drink after that - two even.  Take your time,
then I'll drive you home.'

   Sue gazed in wonderment at how free and uninhibited the guests were,
enjoying sexual frivolity, while others appeared from darker corners
obviously having taken part in more intense and depraved private little
gatherings - 'Just like me!', thought Susan, smirking to her self.

   'You have made one major blunder, Mrs Smith, let yourself down!'

   Susan looked crestfallen.  'He was pleased with me!' She argued.  'What
did I do wrong?'

   Ned laughed.  'The worst thing ever!' He handed her a big envelope, and
a small envelope.

   'You came out without picking up your money!'

   Susan felt so grateful that she threw her arms around Ned's shoulders
hugging and kissing him.  Suddenly feeling rather awkward she quickly
calmed down.  That really wasn't the way she should be reacting to the man
who had blackmailed her and forced her into sex.

   'You see why you need me, my dear Mrs Smith.  I'm here to look after
you. You couldn't do this on your own.'

   Ned too felt uneasy, though admittedly he enjoyed the friendly intimacy.

   'How much of this is mine?' Sue asked, peering into the envelope,
surprised by the amount of money.

   Ned, gave her yet another of his rare genuine affectionate smiles.

   'All of it - it's all yours.  I get my money separately and make it in
many other ways.  I told you it would pay well.  Now you can go home and
your husband will be convinced it's worth while.  But do yourself a
favour.'

   'What's that?'

   'Keep some for yourself.  Don't let it all go toward paying your bills.
You've earned it - you deserve to spend some on yourself.  I'd suggest you
give Mike the big envelope but keep the 'bonus' envelope for yourself -
after all, you went the extra mile for that - you'll find it quite a
generous tip.'

   Susan saw Ned in a different light.  This time she was fully aware of
her actions and in spite of the odd relationship she had with the man she
once again embraced him and kissed him on the lips.  She quietly revealed
to him a secret.

   'I'm not embarrassed to admit to you that I have enjoyed most things I
have done tonight.' She giggled before adding coyly, 'Having a penis up my
back passage made me a bit sore though!'

   'Well, Sue,' Ned whispered, 'That's something we'll have to work on!'

   Sue took a deep sigh, then squeezed him tightly.  'Yeah!  I suppose I'll
have to get used to doing it.' And she gave Ned yet another passionate
kiss.

   An hour later Susan quietly opened her front door and crept into the
living room, trying not to wake her husband.  However, he was still up
waiting for her return.  Sue was startled when he suddenly spoke.

   'How did it go?' There was a solemn tone in his voice.

   'I thought you'd be asleep, I was trying not to wake you.' Sue said.

   'You think I could sleep, knowing what you'd gone out to do?' Mike
snapped.

   'You ask how it went?  How am I supposed to rate it, tell you, yes, it
was a very nice fuck?  A pleasant fuck?  Bit disappointing because his cock
was very small?  I did as I was asked.'

   'When do you get paid?'

   'Is that the only thing you've been worrying about - the money?  I've
been paid - here you are!'

   She flung the large envelope in his lap.  Mike spent a couple of minutes
counting the contents before commenting.

   'It's more than I expected.  You must have had to do a lot to earn this
much.'

   'Is that a complaint or an accusation?  Of course I've had to do a lot -
the more I do....  remember?  I could have done less and come home with
£25!'

   'No need to be sarcastic.  Did you have please more than one man?'

   'Of course I did, or rather - I had to let more than one man use and
abuse me.  They didn't sit there waiting for me to please them.'

   'Well what did you have to do?' Mike demanded.

   'I've been fucked, fingered and spanked!'

   'By two men?'

   'No, four men.  Actually five, but the oldest one mainly watched! 
You're the one who wanted to go along with what Ned proposed - he
approached you first, not me.  Don't forget that!'

   'Five men, bloody hell!  They all fucked you?'

   Actually no, they used my mouth as well!' Sue decided not to mention the
anal sex.  'I'm going to bed now, I'm very tired, and it's work as normal
tomorrow.'

   When she left the room her husband quietly unzipped his trousers and
went into another world imagining all the different ways the men might have
had sex with his wife.  He was totally unaware that Sue peeped round the
door, watching him breathless and enthusiastically wanking his cock.  She
watched for a minute or two, smiling, then went off to bed.  Now she could
be sure he would agree to letting her go out on further assignments; he
will be happy at the fact she'll be bringing home useful amounts of money,
while enjoying the sexual thrill of it all too!  It occurred to her that
he'd be enjoying the money and thrill of pimping her out without having to
do the actual pimping - he'd be able to leave all the work to Ned.  Sue
knew now that Ned was right about keeping some of the cash back.  Her
husband hadn't asked once if she was traumatised or upset - he had counted
the money and merely suffered a slight tinge of jealousy.  She would have
no qualms at all about enjoying future sexual assignments - or holding back
some of the money.  As long as she followed the rules.



   Following The Rules Pt.  05

   Susan is humiliated and shamed, but the day takes a turn.

   Michael Smith was busy doing a spot of DIY in the kitchen when there was
an urgent sounding knocking on the front door.  He quickly dashed through
the house to see who the caller was, opening the door to find two young
men.

   'Is your wife home, we have an urgent message for her?'

   Mike puzzled, glanced from one to the other, recognising them as local
youths, though never having had any direct dealings with them.

   'No, she's out doing some errands.  What's the message?'

   'We'd sooner talk to her, personally.'

   Mike gave them a hard glare.  'You can tell me - I'm her damn husband!'

   The taller of the youths smirked.  'Okay, damn husband,' he said
sarcastically, 'We're here to tell her that Ned's been involved in a road
accident, he's in hospital.' The youth then gave Mike a wide but facetious
smile.  'He's given us the job of looking after his interest in your wife.
I believe you know all about her relationship with Ned - he told us you'd
co-operate fully.'

   Mike was stuck for words.

   'Anyway, we'd appreciate it if you'd tell her we're coming to pick her
up at one o' clock.  Tell her to make sure she wears something sexy.' Both
youths grinned.  'You know, mini skirt, shorter the better - suggest she
wears the lacy little bra she wore last time she was in our company.' The
smug lad paused for effect before adding, 'And of course the matching
see-through panties!  Nice if her top was transparent too!''

   'I know you, you live local, you're nothing but little shits with smart
mouths.  I could easily knock your fucking heads off!'

   'Yeah, we are shits, but not so little now.  Fact is, your wife's going
to be spending the day with us - and probably the best part of the night.
You don't want to be starting a fight, that would mean the neighbours
getting to know what you have your wife doing since you lost your job.  Ned
mentioned that we might have to impress on you the importance of continuing
to follow the rules.  Right, we'll be back to pick Sue up at one, remember,
tell her to dress very sexy, maybe stockings and suspenders too - she can
always cover up with a coat so the neighbours don't figure out what she's
up to.'

   'Where are you taking her?'

   'Come on, we can't tell you that.  But if you get a thrill from her
telling you all the dirty details, you can look forward to her coming home.
Do you like to have a wank while she tells you how many times she's been
fucked?  She'll have a busy day - maybe we'll have some fun with her too!'

   Now Mike knew how it felt to be really humiliated.  What could be worse
than an early middle-aged husband being told by two fresh-faced youths that
they are taking his wife to be used for sex by other men - and watching
them grin while they tell him they are most likely going to fuck her too?
The humiliation would have been greater if he'd have asked about her
payment; he'd kept quiet.

   Mike was sat in a chair looking morose and angry when his wife came
home.

   'You've had a visit from those two lads who used to give you trouble
when they were kids.'

   Susan looked alarmed, nervous too when Mike gave her an accusing stare.

   'You never told me they had connections to Ned.  Or that you've had sex
with them!'

   Sue couldn't believe they had knocked on the door and said that to her
husband.

   'What exactly have they said?'

   'Well, they told me quite a lot, including describing accurately some of
your underwear.  You have some explaining to do.  They said Ned told them
to remind me about following the rules.  What rules, for fuck sake?  We
didn't agree to follow rules, we had an agreement - he made an offer and we
took him up on it.  But when the fuck did you go out and have sex with two
youths, what, 19 or 20yrs old - sons of two fucking neighbours?  We had a
promise that we'd be careful not to let the secret get out.  Ned promised
no neighbours would be involved.'

   Sue was dismayed and angry for different reasons.

   'What's all this about?' She asked.

   'Ned's in hospital.  They claim he gave them 'control' of you, talked
like you'd understand what they meant and very sure you'd simply accept and
submit to whatever orders they gave you.  They had the audacity to instruct
me to pass on a message.  You have to make yourself ready to be collected
at 1pm and even told me what you have to wear.'

   'What was that?' Susan asked sheepishly.

   'They were fucking right then - you're completely unfazed and not the
least bit shocked!  For fuck's sake, they said they want you in your
shortest mini skirt, black lace underwear they have already seen you in -
they said you have to dress very, very sexily.  Why do they already know
you'll just obey their fucking orders?'

   'Okay, I have had sex with them - in Ned's presence.  I've been having
sex with other men because Ned blackmailed me into having sex with him. 
Then he made me have sex with other men.  If I refused he threatened to
show you a short video of me behind the pub with two guys.'

   'Two guys fucking you?'

   'No, I let them play with me while I wanked them both off.  I haven't
time to tell you the full story now, it will have to wait.'

   'Not time?  Why the fuck not?'

   'Because I have to get ready,' Mike's wife answered, looking very
ashamed.  'They have the power to inflict great harm, even though you now
know how I came to be blackmailed.  Did they say how bad Ned is, what's
exactly wrong with him?'

   'He's blackmailed you and pimped you out and you care?  Have you been
letting Ned fuck you for a while?'

   'We'll have to talk later.  Yes, he's fucked me several times - but he
likes to have sex in other ways as well.  I'll tell you when I can, then
I'll have no more secrets.'

   'Give me one instance?'

   'Well,' Susan hesitated, 'He likes to spank me.'

   'Did those lads watch him spank you?'

   'Yes.'

   'So, have they spanked you?'

   'Yes.

   'And more?'

   'Yes, but I can't tell you right now.'

   As his wife ran upstairs to ready herself Mike shouted after her.

   'Will you be letting them spank you today?'

   Susan shouted back.

   'Quite likely they will make me bend over.'

   'Undressed?'

   'It has always been on my bare backside.'

   Mike voice lowered and he was now totally mentally disturbed, mumbling
to himself.

   'You take your knickers off and bend over offering up your bare arse and
let them spank you?  So they must fuck you from behind, take turns to fuck
you from behind - and you've submitted to them and even been back for more
of the same!'

   He went into a trance like state, picturing extreme lustful images. 
When Sue came rushing back downstairs he snapped back into reality.  His
eyes almost popped out of his head.  Her mini skirt hardly covered her
buttocks when she stood up straight.  Bare white skin was visible above her
dark stocking tops - her outfit was far too indecent to step outside in
public.  Through her transparent silky blouse he could clearly see she was
obligingly wearing the black lacy bra.  She held a pair of three-inch
heeled black patent leather shoes, ready to run to the vehicle with.  Her
coat was on hand to hide her outrageous sexy outfit from the sight of the
neighbours.

   'You look as though you're excited.' Mike told her.

   'No, I'm very nervous and apprehensive, frightened of what they want
from me.'

   A big white Ford Transit van passed the window and stopped.

   Susan whipped her coat on, left the house without saying goodbye and
dashed across to the van.  The sliding door opened as she reached the
vehicle.  Climbing in she knew it would be impossible not to flash the tops
of her legs.  She didn't bother to look at the other occupants but she was
aware there were more than the two visitors.  Keeping the coat on was going
to be pointless, and anyway she knew the lads would want to check her
attire; she unfastened the garment and slipped it off her shoulders.  Right
away the young male next to her slipped his arm around her shoulder, pulled
her close and began to play with her breasts.

   'Very sexy, indeed!' He said, causing the other occupants to turn round
or lean forward to take a look.

   When sat down her mini skirt was almost round her waist, exposing her
labial mound, only partly covered by her lacy panties.  The sight of her
nylon stockinged legs and expanse of white skin aroused all in the van. 
When the man playing with her tits took out his cock, Sue knew there was no
point resisting or complaining - she submissively took hold of his shaft
and began to masturbate him.

   A mile or two up the road Sue was aware that the van had stopped, though
as she was being kissed passionately she couldn't see why.  The door slid
open again and Sue realised another passenger was climbing in who sat next
to her.  When the vehicle moved off and people greeted the passenger Sue
thought there was something familiar about the man's voice.  When the guy
kissing her stopped she had chance to turn her head and was mortified. 
Looking back at her was a young clerk from the office.  More humiliating
was the guy on her left, though he had stopped kissing her was mauling her
tits while she faced her surprised but clearly amused young colleague.

   There were a couple of minutes of stunned silence which to Susan felt
like hours.  The guy playing with her tits would not stop and even dropped
his hand to her crotch.

   'Unexpected encounter, Susan, I'm as surprised as you are.' The young
clerk said.

   Susan was too humiliated to find the inclination to reply, especially as
her co-worker kept focusing his eyes on her crotch, watching the hands of
the other male.

   'Please leave me alone now,' she asked the man feeling her thighs and
pussy.

   Her colleague chortled and placed his arm around her shoulders.

   'What are you doing!' The woman protested.

   'Come on Susan, you were happily enjoying this before you saw it was me!
You've dressed like this for a purpose - and I know what that purpose is!'

   The youth turned her face toward his and planted a kiss on her lips. 
Squashed between the two males she found it difficult to try and fend them
off.  Hands roamed wherever they wanted making Susan whimper and almost
weep.  Her left wrist was gripped tight, her hand forced to grip the hot
stiff penis of her original playmate.  She looked pleadingly at her
co-worker.

   'Don't do this, please.  We have to work in the same office!'

   He ignored her plea.

   'Never realised what a sexy body you have, Sue.  Nice tits and legs
too!'

   The lads hands stroked her thighs.  He grinned at her as he unzipped his
jeans, watching how her eyes widened watching his stiffening cock pop out
his pants.  Taking her spare hand he fastened her fingers around his shaft
and kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth.  He sensed that her
resistance was softening.  She uttered a gently moan as he roughly squeezed
and kneaded her breasts, then, when he used his tongue to lick her neck and
earlobes she took a deep breath.

   'You won't tell anyone, will you?  Promise me!'

   'I won't tell,' he simply said.

   Like that was enough to pacify Susan, the lad heard her suck in air then
felt her begin to play with his cock with renewed enthusiasm, murmuring
agreeably as he put his tongue in her ear.  Lowering his hand she made no
protest as his hand joined his mate's feeling her crotch.  Amazed, he saw
her thighs part allowing fingers from both hands to penetrate her now
sopping vagina.  She panted and sighed as the men pleasured her.

   'Do you like that Sue?' asked the co-worker, with a wink.

   Sue sounded breathless.  'I do, but promise you'll never tell anyone in
the office.  Keep it secret and I'll let you do more when we can.'

   Whipping out his cock the lad insisted she do more now, 'Suck it!' He
pulled her head down to his cock, making her body rise up, exposing her
arse given her skirt was so short it covered nothing.  As there was no
space between the threesome the other guy took advantage and soon freed his
own weapon, gripping her backside and taking her from behind.  Impaled on a
cock and half sat on the lap of a man whose name she didn't know, Susan's
weight went forward, she could not help but take the cock in her mouth
right to the back of her throat, making her gag.  It was a relief when both
men ejaculated.

   Suddenly the van stopped and before she could regain her composure she
was bundled out to find herself standing in the courtyard of a small manor
house.  Dragged and pulled she was taken around the back then entering the
building was taken down a narrow corridor before being pushed through a
door.  As her eyes focused and her brain registered and scanned the room
Susan felt more than humiliation.  All around the room were people staring
at her.  Small groups of between two and six people.  The men there grinned
and muttered to each other, mockingly, while the women, which outnumbered
the men gave her disapproving looks.  Turning she tried to open the door
and escape but was astonished to find it locked.  Now the men laughed
openly as they watched her panic and begin to sob.  Even the women's scowls
turned to amused grimaces.  Worse was to come.

   Susan wanted the earth to open up and swallow her.  To her bewilderment
all the occupants of the room were dressed conventionally, men in shirts
and trousers, women in skirts and tops or dresses.  This wasn't by any
stretch of the imagination a sex-party.  Susan almost broke down very aware
why the people were laughing and staring at her.  There she stood, without
her coat, nothing to cover up the fact she was wearing a skirt that hardly
covered her crotch, stockings, and see-through top.  Her hair a mess due to
the sexual episode in the van.

   A woman walked toward her.  Now Susan really knew the meaning of the
word humiliation.  Mortified for the second time that day she recognised
the well dressed female - a regular at the coffee mornings and drinks
parties she attended - the wife of the wealthy property developer. 
Haughtily she looked down at Susan and shook her head.

   'Seems someone has played a trick on you.  You're Ned's new recruit, so
to speak.  Ned told me all about you, I recognise you from those terribly
boring drinks parties.  That outfit is way over the top, my dear.  Here we
do things with a little bit more sophistication.  By the way, you have
something wet on the rear of your skirt and backside.  You'd better come
with me.'

   'I have to go, I'm not stopping here.' Sue insisted, 'What do you mean
by a new recruit.'

   'I suggest you come with me.  Ned said you could be difficult.  You
don't like following the rules do you Mrs Susan Smith.  Look around and you
may notice something quite odd.  This is a party very similar to the ones
Ned has taken you to.  Notice there are more women than men and they are
all of a certain age.  They have come to have fun.  Notice the number of
young men aged from 18 to 30.  A few of the women have brought their
husbands along - they like to watch their wives being entertained by the
young studs.  I'm the person who organises all the parties for various
private members groups who share the same interests.  Ned and I often work
together.  You see my husband develops properties, some we sell some we
rent out.  I look after the rental side and do this as a sideline -
because...  well I like sex very much too!  Now fucking do as you're told
and come with me!

   Like a whimpering bitch, Sue followed behind running the gauntlet of
mocking men, women and half naked youths, realising how ridiculous a woman
of her age looked in her 'whores outfit'.  They entered a room where Sue
was told to sit, noticing a tall well built youth had followed them in.

   'I suppose Ned convinced you there was plenty of money to be earned? 
Though I did hear your husband is out of work so you're desperate for
anything you can get.  Do you want to earn some money tonight?'

   Sue could no nothing more than wipe away her tears and nod her head. 
The woman waved the youth over, then to Sue's surprise made him stand in
front of her while she unzipped his jeans and took out his cock.

   'Let me watch how you suck him off - let's see if you're good enough to
attend my parties.'

   The youth was pushed toward her and the woman held Sue's head with one
hand while her other masturbated the boy.

   'Open your mouth and suck his cock!'

   Sue knew she no choice but obey, so opened wide and took the purple
helmet between her lips as the woman wanked the foreskin back and forth -
then she stepped back and left the work to the belittled and shamed woman.

   As minutes passed, from the side of her eye Sue noticed the woman's hand
had crept up her skirt and she leaned against a table pleasuring herself as
she watched.  This was not enough to satisfy her lust.  Suddenly stepping
across the room the woman opened the door and loudly announced a show was
about to begin.  She barked out an order.

   'Boys, in here now!' When the youths in the room piled into the room the
woman addressed the older members of the gathering.

   'Ladies and gentlemen, for your entertainment tonight we'll begin with a
little show.  The whore who has just joined us is going to suck off to
ejaculation as many young cocks as she can in 45mins.  We might not have
enough cocks so if any members want to join in please feel free.  Our own
bukkake star Susan is making her first appearance here today.  Don't worry
ladies, when your favourite young stud regains his erection he'll be able
to give you an extra long hard fucking!'

   A crowd of rampant testosterone filled young men surrounded Susan, many
already completely disrobed, stiff penises waving about.  Her mouth was
never empty, some wanting hand jobs while they waited impatiently to fire
their sticky white jism down her throat.  The spectators looked on, some
making vulgar noises and comments.  Others had their hands inside their
trousers or up their skirts, some hands belonged to their spouses, other
hands belonged to someone else's spouse.  Inspired by watching Sue a few
wives dropped to their knees and sucked any cock that came within gobbling
distance of their mouths.  It was an orgy of sucking and mutual
masturbating, the fucking would come later.  No one really cared to keep
count of how many cocks ejaculated over Sue's face or into her mouth.

   When she was allowed some respite Susan notice the room thinning out and
saw middle aged wives and younger sexually aroused thirty-somethings
disappearing out of the room accompanied by naked studs, off to enjoy a
good fucking, several followed by excited husbands eager to watch their
salacious wives being taken in every possible way by young virile men
sporting stiff dongers.

   For a while, Susan was allowed to relax.  She was asked what she'd like
to drink and a bottle, not just a glass was brought for her, accompanied by
a jug of water to wash away the taste of sperm.  Having rinsed out her
mouth, a glass of Gin had never tasted so good The woman came and chatted,
passing to her a bulky brown envelope containing a large wad of bank notes.

   'Ned told me you like a good spanking - we'll have to fix a date.'

   Susan, beginning to feel fortified by the alcohol gave a curt response.

   'Like being spanked?  I had no choice.  I didn't bend over willingly.  I
was just taken.'

   The woman smirked.  'I think I'd like to watch you being 'taken' at one
of my parties - bent over and 'unwillingly' submit to a good spanking.  I
might even be able to offer your husband some work - I need a man to keep
an eye on my properties, not to mention some of my tenants.  I believe he's
quite good at DIY.  He can be multi-functional - help maintain my
properties, collect dues from certain ladies who have an arrangement and
pay me in cash - he can even fuck them as a perk if he likes.  You see some
tenants and I have mutual agreements that's not recorded on paper or goes
through normal book-keeping.  I can tell you all this with the warning that
if you even think of shooting off your mouth I'll fucking destroy both you
and your husband.  All you've done here has been filmed; and no doubt Ned's
done the same.'

   As she ended her sentence, a youth dressed only in a tight pair of
Calvin Klein underpants entered the room and stood beside the woman.

   'Did you enjoy her?' The woman asked nodding toward Sue.

   'She knows how to suck cock okay!' The boy replied.

   Laughing, the woman reached out and felt the bulge in the boys
underwear.

   'Looks like you want more!  Maybe I can have some of that first!'

   Leaving Susan to do the watching while she sipped her gin the woman
massaged the boys erection while they kissed passionately.  A hand went up
her skirt and judging by the expression on the woman's face it had found
it's way inside her knickers and was fingering her in just the right spot.
The boys cock was taken from his pants and slowly masturbated.  For many
minutes the young lad and older woman groped and fondled each other. 
Suddenly, with a perverted grin, the couple stepped close to her and while
Susan expected having the cock thrust in her mouth, instead, with the help
of the boy, the woman's skirt was lifted high over her hips.  Sue saw she
wore no underwear at all aside from her stockings and suspenders.  As the
boy held her steady the woman lifted her leg and rested it on the wooden
arm of Sue's chair, opening up her cunt lips.

   'Lick me!' She commanded Sue.

   Though the youth tried to force Sue's head into the crotch of the woman
he found he had no need, as Sue knew it was best just to go along with
whatever they wanted.  As the woman became more sexually aroused by Sue's
tongue licking her clit,the youth moved behind her and entered her cunt
from the rear, giving her a slow but deep fuck as Sue continued to work on
her clit.  When the cock flopped out Sue automatically sucked on the tip.

   The next words Susan heard shocked her beyond belief

   'Where did you find this one, mother?'

   Sue froze then looked up into the face of the woman.

   'This is your son?'

   'That's something else you will keep very quiet about!' The woman
continued to move her hips as her son pushed his cock back into her
vagina.'

   As Susan stared up at the woman, the woman silently gazed down into her
eyes wearing the most wicked and depraved expression the housewife had ever
seen.  Susan's facial expression was far from innocent and betrayed her own
feelings of heightened sexual arousal on being in the company of a boy
fucking his own mother.  Susan licked her lips and smiled up at the woman
giving her a knowing look, then thrust her tongue into her cunt licking the
underside of the fucking cock as it moved like a slow but powerful piston
moving up to locate the swollen little love button that was her clitoris.
The woman herself was able to see that the submissive Susan was now
fingering her own cunt.

   'Peter!  The woman hissed, 'Put your hands around me, unfasten my top
and bra, and get my tits out - I want Susan to suck my nipples!'

   'Okay mother, 'Peter said obediently.

   Susan's heart pounded with excitement and she didn't wait for
instructions.  Standing up she let the woman kiss her while she waited for
her son to complete his task of exposing his mother's breasts.  As Susan
leaned forward to take a nipple between her lips, Peter very obligingly
held his mothers breasts high pushing them together.  Moving from one
nipple to the other Sue sucked licked and bit each nipple pulling it hard
while it was trapped between her teeth.  The woman cried out in joy and
grinned, telling Sue she wanted it harder.  Her son fucked her hard too,
slapping her buttocks.

   Susan was able to catch long glimpses of both the woman and her son
seeing their matching facial expressions of sheer depravity.

   'Pete, fuck Sue for me!'

   The woman moved Sue and slumped down in the seat opening up wide and
slinging her legs over the seat arms.  Now both her cunt and anus were
exposed and wide open; Sue knew what she wanted.  Kneeling down in front of
the woman she moved her tongue from arsehole to cunt licking and sucking.
Pushing her own backside high as she could she felt Peter's cock tickle her
anus then plunge forward to fill her now wet vagina.  Being fucked was what
Susan had been dying for, for the last hour - and Peter was very good at
fucking!

   Eager to please the woman Sue used both her fingers and tongue to give
extra pleasure.  It wasn't long before the sex built up to a crescendo with
all parties crying out with glee and wanton lust.  Barely a minute
separated each of their orgasms, Sue giving the woman a very powerful
climax, her own enhanced by the knowledge that the woman liked to be fucked
by her own son - loving his hard cock inside her cunt.  It made her wonder,
apart from parties how often mother and son fucked at home - and if they
enjoyed sex together in other ways; not to mention whether the husband was
aware of what his wife and son were up to?

   Taken into another part of the large house Susan was given the
opportunity to take a shower and tidy herself up.  The woman arranged for
one of the lads to give her a ride home.

   On the way Susan sat quietly, pleased with the amount of money she had
been given but still conscious of the terrible feeling of humiliation she
had experienced.  She had let her coat fall apart showing her hardly-there
outfit when she became aware that the driver kept glancing at her lower
body.

   'Do you fancy stopping somewhere to have some fun?' The driver asked.

   'Oh, come on, I'm almost worn out.  I would have thought you would be
too after servicing those sexy wives.  I'd better get home.'

   The young 19 yr old laughed and didn't press her.

   'It's just that catching a glimpse of your panties in that bloody short
skirt has given me a hard on again!'

   Now he had made her take notice of him Sue couldn't help sneaking little
glances herself.  They drove another two miles before she suddenly had the
urge to speak.

   'Where would you have taken me?'

   'I'm not sure,' the lad told her, 'I never thought it through that far.'

   Sue took a deep breathe.

   'If you can find somewhere quiet - we can get in the back for a while.'

   Turning off the main road the driver found a lay-by partly hidden by
shrubs.  Without speaking both got out of the car and moved into the back
seat.  As soon as the boy had his cock out Sue used her hands and tongue to
bring it to it's maximum stiffness and straddled him guiding his penis into
her vagina.  The only sounds uttered where the sounds of a man and woman
enjoying sexual intercourse.  Sue bounced around grinding her pelvis
against his, so his cock stayed buried deep inside her cunt.  She fed a
nipple into his mouth confident he'd know from great experience of partying
with wives of rich men what she wanted.

   Just over an hour later Susan arrived home and flopped down in a comfy
chair.

   'Had a tiring time?  Michael asked.

   'If I'm paid by results and for effort, the money in this envelope tells
you I put in an awful lot of effort.'

   'I thought they paid you according to how much satisfaction you gave
their clients.'

   'One and the same thing really.'

   'I want to know what they make you do.'

   'Probably better if you didn't ask.  I just try and follow the rules
they lay down.  By the way, as a result of my hard work - you have been
offered a job!'