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Archive name: chance1.txt (FF)
Authors name: Edwina (Anonymous)
Story title : The Chance Meeting - Part 1

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THE CHANCE MEETING - Part 1
by Edwina								

I feel I must share my new knowledge, my liberation, 
call it what you will. Recently my whole way of life 
has changed. My husband died just over a year ago, I 
have one daughter who lives in Kent, whom I rarely 
see, she is too tied up with her work and believing 
me comfortably off, which I am, and quite happy with 
my village life, which I wasn't, sees very little 
reason to visit much more frequently than once every 
six months, I too visit her with a similar 
regularity.

All this has changed not only because of a new face 
in the village, but also because of a mistake. 
Obviously it could have proved a costly mistake on 
behalf of my new friend, except it didn't. The 
mistake provided the awakening of my sexual needs, my 
requirements, so long pushed out of my mind.

I met Pamela in the local supermarket. She is an 
American whose husband has taken a position at a 
local company. I was trying to make up my mind about 
a particular product when, with a "pardon me" this 
hand reached over and removed a packet of what I was 
studying. As these products were American as was the 
voice of the lady I asked if she could recommend it; 
which she could.

At that moment I realised I had seen her before and I 
asked if she and her husband had just moved in to a 
house two or three houses away from my own. it 
transpired that they had. We spent a little time 
discussing living over here then I asked her if she 
would join me for a coffee. She demurred suggesting 
that although the supermarket did a very good job 
with its coffee she thought she did better and 
invited me to take coffee at her house, if I was 
planning to return home. I was and I did, following 
her in my car.

She had a beautiful home and I was invited to sit in 
the lounge whilst she made the coffee. The visit was 
very enjoyable and I noticed that they had quite a 
large collection of videos. I saw a Danielle Steele 
video which I hadn't seen but thought one visit for 
coffee too slender to ask to borrow it.

The visits became fairly frequent, her to me and me 
to her sometimes for coffee and on other occasions 
for afternoon tea , so one day I asked if I could 
borrow it but she apologised saying that I could have 
done but that it was in the American format and the 
colours would be wrong. She told me that on the right 
of the TV were some British and European tapes I 
could borrow if I wished. I chose a copy of the 
classic Trevor Howard and Celia Johnson film 'Brief 
Encounter' which I had not seen for years. Unbeknown 
to Pamela, that was not the video in the box!!

It was the following evening when seeing nothing that 
I fancied on the TV I decided to watch the video I 
had borrowed - 

At first I could not believe my eyes, I was shocked, 
amazed and I should have immediately switched off but 
in fact I was mesmerised - the film was pornographic. 
Not only that I knew one of the participants. It was 
Pamela. Masturbating, having sexual intercourse, 
fellatio, cunnilingus with not only one man or woman 
but different people throughout the film. After a 
while I realised that it was not quite so general as 
it first appeared. 

In reality there were only about three or four people 
involved and they were role playing. - Pamela 
teaching piano and masturbating a young man - Pamela 
interviewing a young woman for a position as her 
secretary, sitting next to her and gently placing one 
hand on her knee, stroking her until eventually the 
woman has her skirt around her waist, knickers off 
being licked out by Pamela - another as Pamela as a 
sex consultant, a mother has brought her daughter 
explaining that the young woman is soon to be married 
and knows nothing about sex (just as if?) To be 
frank, watching really turned me on. 

The mother was seated off to one side whilst 'the 
doctor' (Pamela) showed the young woman pornographic 
pictures especially of men with large cocks, then 
Pamela called in her 'butler' (actually as I now 
knew, Pamela's husband Charles) - The butler took out 
his cock and I was very impressed, the girl was 
invited to stroke the cock, then to suck it. The 
camera then panned to the 'mother' who with skirt 
around her waist, legs wide open, no knickers and 
displaying a wide open vagina which she was 
masturbating - a few shots later showed Charles 
actively having sex, no dammit, fucking the 'mother' 
whilst Pamela was in the 69 position with the girl. . 
Who was it said that visual pornography did nothing 
for the female sex? Maybe I am not female enough but 
I can tell you that by this time I was playing with 
myself as I watched.

The following day was Pamela's turn to visit me for 
afternoon tea and I had to decide whether to say 
nothing and just hand back the video, or tell her I 
had started to watch but realised it was not 'Brief 
Encounter' in fact it was a very enjoyable long 
encounter for me!! I thought about it, thought of 
what was said in the video and what went on and 
decided that I too wanted to be included if at all 
possible.

I decided that I was not going to be at all reticent. 
I searched through my lingerie drawer and found a 
foundation garment in red that my husband had bought 
me one Christmas. I found a pair of stockings in blue 
which matched a dress that opened up the front. I put 
on a pair of panties and then took them off again. I 
had decided to have my vagina, no, my cunt, easily 
displayed.

I placed the video in its box on a small table by the 
couch and when Pamela arrived I asked her if instead 
of afternoon tea she would like a drink, gin, dry 
martini, scotch, whatever. She smiled and said that 
it would make a nice change and elected to have an 
American type dry martini, I know what that is, 
plenty of gin, plenty of ice, show the glass the 
martini bottle and that's it., I had the same, Dutch 
Courage, who knows? maybe.

After sitting down, she on the couch and me opposite, 
we exchanged the usual pleasantries and then I told 
her that I had seen the tape the evening before. She 
asked if I had liked it and I said yes, much more 
than the first occasion. I told her that it was quite 
different than I remembered.

I slid towards the front of my chair knowing my dress 
rucked up almost as far as my stocking tops and I saw 
Pamela's eyes drop, she could see up my skirt. Whilst 
continuing about the video by saying that there was 
much more action than I had remembered, much much 
more, but that I had enjoyed every minute. As I spoke 
I allowed my knees to fall apart and I knew Pamela 
would be able to see my stocking tops by this time.

She expressed some surprise as she did not think the 
film was much different than the cinema one. I said, 
"Oh yes it is, but maybe it is the wrong film and 
perhaps you did not mean to loan it to me, but I must 
say Pamela I am glad that you - Shall I play it so 
that you can see for yourself?" Without waiting for 
an answer I slid out of my chair, allowing my skirt 
to rise as far as the top of my thighs, I know Pamela 
got an eyeful. I walked over to the video player and 
put on the film, returning and sitting on the couch 
by Pamela before starting the video with the remote.

"OW MY GAWD" said Pamela, "OH my gawd, how the hell 
did that get into that box I wonder, oh Jean I am so 
sorry, I am mortified - How the hell can I apologise, 
you must think me terrible, oh God, I am so sorry...

"Oh for fuck's sake shut up," I heard myself say, 
me, I never use swear words, or hadn't. "Pamela, I 
enjoyed it, I loved it, seeing you masturbating, no 
what you say, wanking that boy at the piano, sucking 
off your husband. Playing with that girls cunt whilst 
the supposed mother gets herself fucked buy your 
husband. You have released my libido, look," I said, 
getting to my feet and lifting up my dress. I told 
her that I was dying for someone to feel up my cunt.

Looking me in the eyes Pamela dropped to her knees 
and put her mouth to my quim, I bent my knees 
allowing her access as she licked and probed with her 
tongue, then she started to lick my clit. I undid my 
dress then fell back on the floor. Pamela followed me 
but I wanted her to strip, and I asked her to remove 
her dress. She was wearing a half bra' which showed 
off her breasts and a lacy thong which did nothing to 
hide her cunt. Slowly she slid the 'g' string down 
her thighs revealing a smooth hairless mound. 

"You've shaved your pussy," I said, "you had a thick 
fleece in the video. "I know darling, I had it shaved 
for another Amateur film we are going to make but you 
will be the first to see it and play with it if you 
like." All I wanted to do was tongue it and lick it 
and soon we were in the 69 position and we both 
reached our orgasm together. I had an absolutely 
shattering cum.

Later Pamela told me that back in the states she and 
Charles had made a few amateur videos with a very 
close circle of friends and they lent each other the 
films to liven up their sex lives. Apparently there 
were about three couples in each group, but they 
swapped films with other groups, easy to do in the 
States as they could advertise on the Net. She told 
me they had a few of their American videos with them 
but not too many as they had been careful when coming 
though customs, packing them with obvious holiday 
videos and placing holiday scenes on the first ten or 
fifteen minutes of each video. If I would like to see 
them I could but it would have to be at their house 
although she seemed to thing that Charles knew 
someone discreet enough to put the videos in to the 
European PAN system.

Apparently Charles knew a few people in the UK who 
had similar interests, also very discreet. They had 
taken part in the videos. The young woman actually 
was the daughter of the woman in the sex consultant's 
film and the 'boy' playing the piano was the girls 
daughter. The woman's husband, not the girls father, 
Pamela hastened to add, also took part in one they 
had made but I had not seen. He and the 'boy' played 
the part of burglars who, when catching three women 
alone in the house, made them fuck and suck each of 
them. "I think you might like that film, I did, I am 
one of the women and Tom, Margaret's husband is black 
and has the biggest prick I have ever had up my cunt 
never mind in my mouth, you'll see".

Apparently the three men acted as camera men 
depending on who was wanted for the action.

"If you want Jean I will introduce you to the group, 
by the way, have you ever had a woman fuck you. You 
know, with a rubber dick, a dildo?"

I hadn't but I said that perhaps I would be willing 
to try, but I said. " You know Pamela, I haven't had 
a fuck in over a year, I am just yearning to have a 
live prick up me."

Well, we will see what we can do, I have an idea that 
Charles would like that job - if I can watch of 
course."

I told her that I would not only want her to watch I 
would wish to play with her cunt whilst I was getting 
fucked.

Yes, a chance Brief Encounter has livened up my life. 

More to follow...

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