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He had met her on his first day of work after graduating college. She had been the department secretary for his department. Marie was a beautiful 5 foot 2 inch blond with brown eyes and weighing in at 110 pounds. Her breasts, while not overtly large, were very well proportioned for her body. He had always regretted not meeting her earlier as he later heard stories about how wild she was. But she had then recently started dating another employee who was a born-again Christian and she had changed.

He had left the company for several years and returned a little over a year ago. Marie also had left the company and she had just returned a couple of months ago.

He was working late one Thursday night and so was Marie. He ran into her in the hall on the way from the vending machines. Being it was after hours and very few people were around, they took the time to sit and talk, catching up on old times. They discussed people they had worked with long ago and what had happened to them since. He found out that she was now divorced (from someone other than the born-again Christian). He joked with her that he was still single because he couldn’t choose just one woman to settle down with.

It was now getting late and Marie asked him if he wanted to go out and get a drink. He told her that he would love to but that he was meeting someone at a bar. (That was true, he had previously promised the redhead that he would stop in to see her tonight at the strip club.) Marie then surprised him by asking if she could come along too. He now was caught in a quandary. Should he tell her he was going to a strip club (not knowing how she would react) or should he make up some lie as to why she couldn’t come along? He opted for the truth. When he told her, expecting either disgust or at least a withdrawal of her self-invitation, she surprised him again. She told him that she had always wanted to go to a strip club but had never had the nerve. He told her that many clubs were “couple friendly” and she asked if she could go with him. He told her that he had no problem with that and then he gave her directions.

On their way to the club separately, he called the redhead to let her know that he was bringing a female friend from work and that it would be her first time at a club. The redhead sounded very excited. They arrived at the same time and as the valet parked their cars, he escorted her inside. He asked the doorman that they be seated at a booth with a good view of the stage. Almost before they had gotten seated, the waitress came and got their drink order. As they waited for their drinks he watched Marie as she looked around, taking in every detail of the club. He noticed that she would occasionally glance covertly at the girls on stage. After they had each taken a few sips of their drinks, he asked Marie what she thought so far. She said that it wasn’t anything like she had expected. She told him that she had expected some sleazy dive with loud, obnoxious, rowdy men leering at the half naked girls on stage. In actuality most of the men were quiet businessmen and many were hardly even watching the girls on stage.

As Marie grew more comfortable in the club setting, she began to watch the girls on stage directly. She paid particular attention whenever one of them was performing some pole gymnastics. Either when spinning around one of the brass poles that extended from the stage to the ceiling or when hanging by their legs and swinging from a horizontal pole secured about 8 feet off the stage. She also noticed that there were several other couples seated around the club.

It was about that time that the redhead came over, gave him a peck on the cheek, and sat down beside him. He introduced Marie to the redhead and sat back to listen as Marie questioned the redhead about the club, dancing, and anything else that popped into her head. The two girls had hit it off instantly. Marie then mentioned that she had noticed that several times some man would get out of his seat and follow a dancer into the room located behind the pool table. The redhead explained that that was the VIP room and the men were getting lap dances. Marie wasn’t shocked, but she did ask the redhead to describe exactly what a lap dance was. The redhead smiled and told her it would be easier to show her. The three of them then stood up and he and Marie followed the redhead through the door into the VIP room.

In the VIP room, the redhead directed them to a partitioned off chair that was somewhat more secluded from the other chairs. She then guided Marie into the plush chair while she instructed him to sit in the plain chair, which was meant for waiting, against the opposite wall. As a new song began playing through the speakers, the redhead began removing her dress. Soon she was dancing in front of Marie wearing only her g-string. She turned around and began wiggling her beautiful ass in front of the blonde’s face. She then rubbed her ass cheeks against the blonde’s breasts and stomach through the blouse she was wearing. As he watched the dance Marie was receiving, he could swear he saw her nipples get erect through her blouse. The redhead then turned around and rubbed her 34D breasts in Marie’s face before slowly sliding down the front of the blonde. She then rubbed the top of her head against Marie’s lap. As she stood up, she again rubbed her ass in Marie’s lap. This time however, Marie reached out and tentatively put her hands on the redhead’s hips. The redhead took Marie’s hands and placed them firmly on her bare breasts. She held her hands there until she was certain that the blonde wasn’t going to pull them away. As the redhead continued to grind her ass into Marie’s lap, Marie continued to fondle her breasts. From his vantagepoint he had a wonderful view as the blonde’s skirt had ridden high up on her thighs giving him a glimpse of her pink panties. Sadly, the song came to an end and the redhead was called to the stage. After quickly pulling her dress back on, she kissed Marie on the cheek before heading out of the VIP room and onto the stage.

He escorted Marie back to their booth where they watched the redhead dance her set of three songs. When she was dancing on the stage nearest them, he gave the blonde a dollar bill and told her it was customary to tip the dancer when you enjoy their performance. When the redhead took the bill from her outstretched hand, she folded it into quarters (one fold each direction) and placed the end into Marie’s mouth. With one hand she pulled her g-string out from her waist as with her other hand she guided the blonde’s head down so she could place the bill in her g-string. After she released the bill from her teeth, she stood as the redhead gave her a gentle kiss on the lips and then she returned to their booth. Her face was now very red, but he noticed this was not the flush of embarrassment, but of excitement.

After freshening up, the redhead rejoined them. She asked Marie what she had thought of the lap dance and the blonde told her it was very nice. He kidded the redhead that if it was only “very nice” she must not have done a very good job. The redhead almost took this as a challenge as she told him that they hadn’t finished the lap dance yet. They all then got up and returned to the VIP room. This time she had Marie sit in the waiting chair where she could watch the dance she gave him. She had already removed her dress by the time the song started. She grabbed his legs and pulled him so his ass was just barely resting on the front edge of the chair. When the redhead straddled his lap, Marie correctly deduced that the adjustment before was to position his penis directly between her crotch and the chair. As she ground her crotch against his lap, he had his hands on her waist. The blonde watched intently as he gently ran his finger across the small of her back, even in the dark lighting, she could see a shiver run through the redhead’s body. The redhead then stood and rubbed her breasts against his face the same as she had done to her earlier. She then turned around and ground her ass against his pelvis. As the song ended the redhead instructed them to switch places and Marie was only too eager to comply.

He watched as the redhead danced for the blonde again. Her performance this time was similar to the last time, but she was much more overt with her touching of the blonde. He was excited when he saw Marie lick each of the redhead’s nipples as she rubbed her nipples against the blonde’s lips. As the redhead straddled the blonde’s lap, she kissed her ear and neck. As she slid down her body, she planted several kisses on Marie’s chest where her blouse was opened. She was even so bold as to quickly pull Marie’s blouse and bra aside and kiss her nipple. Marie seemed oblivious of the fact that her friend and coworker had just seen her naked breast. As the song ended, they all decided they needed to take a break.

When they returned to their booth, he excused himself to go to the restroom. When he returned, the two girls were sitting side by side chatting like lifelong friends. When the redhead left to freshen up, he asked Marie how she was enjoying her first trip to a strip club. She told him that she loved it. He also asked what they had been talking about while he was gone. She replied that they had been talking about him. When he asked if it was all good, she replied that it was if the redhead wasn’t lying. When he inquired further, she told him that the redhead had been commenting on how big his dick is. When he said that he’s always known the redhead to be very truthful, Marie smiled. She told him that the redhead had also briefly mentioned something about a chair that they had built. He told the blonde that he wasn’t sure she was ready to hear about The Chair.

When the redhead returned, she again sat next to Marie. As they all sat together talking and drinking, Marie’s mind wandered back to The Chair. She asked them both in a pleading tone to tell her about it. The redhead briefly described it as a padded chair with cuffs. She added that The Chair could recline and move into many different positions. Seeing that Marie was still interested, she then added that it had many different attachments for stimulating the occupant.

After observing Marie’s reaction to the redhead’s description, he chimed in that a mere description didn’t do it justice, you had to experience it to really appreciate it. There was a long silence at the table and then Marie said, “So when could I experience it?”

They decided that there was no time like the present, so as soon as the redhead got off work, they would head for the apartment. They then returned to the VIP room for several more dances.

This time, the redhead seated him in the plush chair but then she had Marie sit on his lap. As the redhead removed her dress, Marie could feel his semi-hard dick wedged in the crack of her ass through her skirt. As the redhead squatted in front of them, she spread his legs out to both walls of the small booth. She then spread Marie’s legs out so they were touching his. The redhead then rubbed her head in Marie’s crotch. This forced her ass down against his dick even harder now. She could feel his dick twitching between her ass cheeks as the redhead was grinding her ass into Marie’s lap. Looking down over the blonde’s shoulder, he could see as the dancer ran her hands up the blonde’s legs until her skirt was pulled up so there was only about 2 inches of material hiding her panties from his view. If anyone had been lucky enough to be seated in the chair across from them, they would have been treated to a wonderful view.

The dancer then turned around and was again rubbing her breasts in the blonde’s face. As she brushed her lips with her nipple, the blonde stuck her tongue out to lick it. The redhead then shifted so her other nipple could receive the same treatment. The redhead then reached around Marie’s body and unbuttoned the first 4 buttons of his shirt. The blonde then leaned to one side as the redhead leaned forward and took one of his nipples into her mouth and gently licked it with the tip of her tongue. As Marie continued to watch, the redhead then took his nipple between her teeth and it appeared to the blonde as if she was biting quite hard. As she started to quietly ask him if he liked that, she felt his dick swell beneath her. The dancer then released his nipple from her teeth and took Marie’s far hand in hers. She pulled her hand across her and placed it on his chest. She positioned her fingers on his nipple and instructed the blonde to pinch it. At first she tentatively applied a little pressure, but the dancer urged her to squeeze harder. As she did, she could again feel his dick surge under her ass.

The dancer had now bent down in front of them and was rubbing her head in both of their crotches simultaneously. He could feel her hot breath on his balls as it blew through the thin material of his pants. The blonde sitting on his lap had continued to twist and pull at his nipple, no longer afraid of hurting him. She too felt the redhead’s breath on her pussy. As the dancer continued to massage them with her head, she reached up and grabbed both of Marie’s breasts. When the redhead grabbed the blonde’s breasts, her nipples popped out over the top edge of her bra. As her blouse had become partially unbuttoned earlier during their dance, her nipples were clearly visible to him, the redhead, and anyone else who happened to be nearby. As the fading music signaled the end of this dance, the redhead slid up Marie’s body and quickly licked each of her nipples before tucking them back inside her bra and buttoning up her blouse. He and Marie returned to their booth as the dancer went to freshen up again.

The redhead finished her shift by dancing for several other guys that had been waiting patiently for her. As she did, he and Marie watched the other dancers. Marie commented on the various styles. Some girls would merely walk back and forth across the stage as the music played where others, like the redhead, really put a lot of effort and talent into their routines. Some girls used the poles more where others would slither and writhe on the stage floor. After what seemed like an eternity, the redhead’s shift ended and they headed for the apartment where they could demonstrate The Chair on Marie.

As they lead Marie into the room in which The Chair now permanently resides, she didn’t think it looked all that special, for it was now in the normal chair position with all of the added features concealed (except the cuffs). They instructed Marie to undress and be seated, but she was reluctant to do so. They told her she would have to follow their instructions in order to experience The Chair and if she wasn’t willing, she could leave now without ever seeing it in operation. Her curiosity finally got the better of her and she began to slowly strip out of her clothes. When she was down to her matching pink bra and panties she hesitated, wondering if they expected her to strip completely nude in front of them. Knowing what she was thinking, they told her that either she could remove them, or they would. As exciting as the prospect of them finishing to undress her sounded, she opted to undress herself. As soon as she dropped her undergarments on the pile with the rest of her clothes, she quickly climbed into The Chair, hoping that it would somehow hide her naked body to some extent. As she was now seated, they both approached The Chair and began fastening the cuffs. She had forgotten that they would have to be so close in order to secure her, so the chair didn’t conceal her at all. She found it strangely erotic being completely naked while the other two were fully dressed as they moved around her, securing her.

He now went to the computer and started The Chair. The blonde was slightly startled when The Chair began to tip backwards, but it stopped when her torso was parallel to the floor. She was now in the “rocket launch” position as they had come to refer to it. While she was in this position and could not see the base under her feet, the redhead switched the attachments on the thrusting units. They didn’t feel that she should be exposed to the larger units on her first ‘ride’. As she was near The Chair anyway, the redhead figured this would be as good a time as any to attach the sucking nipple cups to the blonde’s breasts. As the mild vacuum seated the cups around her nipples, she moaned softly. Once the redhead stepped away from The Chair, he restarted the program. Marie’s legs were brought down level with her body, then her arms were also brought level. Then her arms were swung out from her sides until she was forming a perfect T shape. She now felt her legs beginning to be slowly spread apart. As The Chair was forcing her legs further and further open, he told her that she should tell him if it got to be too much. The Chair had almost reached the preset maximum angle before she told him to stop.

Looking at Marie they could see beads of sweat forming on her forehead and her chest. They let her remain in this position for a short time to become accustomed to the position, as this was the position she would be in for a while. She had almost become complacent when the cups began sucking her nipples more intensely and alternating back and forth between the two. After letting her experience this for a short period, they decreased the sucking intensity to the minimum required to hold the cups in place. Through the clear glass of the cups, they could plainly see her nipples were very erect and had taken on a nice rosy blush as the blood had rushed to the surface. They had decreased the sucking action so that she could more completely experience what was to come next.

The primary thrusting unit was now beginning to rise up between her outstretched legs. She couldn’t raise her head far enough to see what was happening, but she soon felt the warm mist of lubricant that the thrusting unit had begun to spray on her blonde pussy. As it got closer to her pussy, the mist turned to a spray. Marie gasped loudly when the tip of the vibrator first contacted her vaginal lips. Her gasps now turned to moans as the unit began to nudge its way into her warm, wet, vagina. When the unit was inside her to a depth of 5 inches, it stopped. The nubs that circled the surface of the vibrator then began to slowly spiral around its axis. This brought a loud scream from Marie as she experienced her first orgasm from The Chair.

The nubs continued to spiral the entire time she was recovering from her climax. Her body was beginning to respond again to the stimulation that her pussy was already receiving when the unit began to vibrate also. She had resumed her moaning now, but when the vibrations jumped an intensity level, she screamed again as another orgasm ripped through her body.

This time they gave her body no time to rest before they resumed the assault. They turned the nipple cups up two intensity levels. This brought forth a small scream from her lips. The primary thrusting unit then began slowly thrusting in and out of the blonde’s wet pussy. It began by making short thrusts, gradually increasing the length until the entire five-inch length was almost exiting her love canal. When the vibration intensity increased to its maximum level, she screamed as her third orgasm overcame her. This was the most intense of her orgasms and they could see her body tremble as it continued to ripple through her for two whole minutes.

When they approached her to release her from The Chair, she was lying there blissfully with her eyes closed. After they undid the cuffs, she went to stand up but her legs would not move. They had fallen asleep from being bound so tightly. He picked up her small body and carried her to the sofa. He and the redhead then each began massaging her legs to return the circulation. As Marie lay there completely naked being massaged by one complete stranger and one passing acquaintance, she felt very self-conscious. Yet at the same time it was strangely erotic and exciting. As the feeling returned to her legs, the massage she was receiving began to feel even better. As if they had a will of their own, her legs spread apart slightly. She then felt the redhead’s hands moving further up her thigh, toward her pussy. When the redhead’s fingers reached the blonde’s pussy, she wanted her to stop. But at the same time she didn’t want her to. When she felt the girl’s finger enter her pussy, any thoughts of having her stop were gone. Consciously this time, she spread her legs to give the redhead even better access.

“You’ll have a shiner in the morning.” I said and kissed her nose.

My own jaw felt a little stiff and I could taste blood in my mouth. I swallowed.

“Are you alright?” She asked taking my handkerchief from my jacket pocket and blowing her nose.

“Think I’ve cut my lip inside.” I could feel it getting larger on one side.

“You didn’t half hit that man.” She held my hand between hers and looked at my knuckles. “Are they sore.”

They weren’t until she mentioned it by now they started smarting. There were smears of blood on two of them.

“I should have helped Len more.” I said.

“I’m glad you didn’t.” She adjusted my jacket so that it covered both our chests.

“Why?” I asked.

“Ian”s boxed at under nineteen level for Scotland.”

“What does Linda see in him?”

“Apparently he’s lovely when he’s sober.” Her hand squeezed the inside of my thigh. I felt my prick slowly stir, as if reluctant to come out and play. “Two drinks and he wants to take on the world. I’m afraid we egged him on a bit.”

I felt her breasts. I heard an Ambulance approaching. Then another police car. A white police mini bus arrived. Then another police car.

I moved my hand to just above her pubic mound. I could feel the line from the elastic of her knickers. I ran a fingertip along it. She shifted on the seat, her legs opening slightly. She felt my balls.

Come on prick. I was willing myself to grow.

Her fingers were on my zip. I felt the pressure around my groin ease as she pulled it down.

I heard a Scotsman shouting as she pulled my prick out.

“Doesn’t Mr Willie want to play tonight?”

“He wants to.” Keep it in the third party and she couldn’t blame me. “I just don’t think he can. He’s been a little bit busy today.”

“This will only be the third time.” She stroked me up and down. “Surely he could. Just once more. For me?”

“I’m sure he’ll do his best but he might need a hand.”

“He’s already got a hand.” She pulled my foreskin back extra far. That got the blood flowing.

“Oh you think he might want something else?”

Her head slid beneath my jacket.

The tip of my prick entered somewhere warm and wet.

I pulled up the back of her dress and slipped my hand inside her knickers. It was warm and wet in the front of there as well.

I forced my hand between the back of her thighs and pushed my finger into her fanny to the second knuckle. The open cut stung for a second. I worked it in and out as her head bobbed up and down.

Cars were leaving the car park all around us. Occasionally some people would glance into the back of our car as they passed and girls would giggle. Let them look, I didn”t really care.

At last we seemed to alone. I wasn”t going to come this way so I lifted Jenny”s head up and pulled off her knickers. She looked around. All the police vehicles had left and we were one of a handful of cars remaining in the car park. Whether the rest belonged to staff or people to drunk to drive I didn”t know but as most were near the rear entrance to the building I thought the former.

I lifted Jenny”s dress up over her hips as she straddled me with a knee on either side of my hips. She guided my prick to the lips of her fanny and sank down on it, engulfing it in warmth and heat. I squeezed her ass cheeks as she rose and fell upon me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and smiled into my face, her fanny lips tightening and relaxing as she moved.

I prodded at her anus with a fingertip, extracting a yell from her as it opened her little hole.

She pulled my hands away and placed them on her breasts. She suddenly looked very serious. Her eyes closed and she leaned forward to be kissed. I put my tongue in her mouth. She pushed it out with her own. I replaced my hands on her ass cheeks, this time just running my fingertips up and down the soft skin inside her crack.

She tightened her grip around my neck, her fanny lips tightened and she breathed out heavily into my ear. She sighed and sank down, her ass cheeks on my thighs.

“That was fun.” She said. “Did you come?”

“No.”

“I did.”

“I know. I was there at the time.”

“Oh, you noticed.”

“One tends to.”

“Do you want to come? You can have me any way you like.”

“Let”s save it for later.”

“Later? Aren”t you taking me home.”

“Not with all these police around. Let”s have a little sleep first.”

“We can”t sleep like this.”

She looked down to where we were still joined.

She pushed up and from me. My shrinking prick dropping free from her hole.

She rested her head on my thigh and she held my prick in one hand. I covered her with my jacket. The air inside the car felt warmer somehow.

I lent back in the corner of the seat with my head against the padding surrounding the door frame and closed my eyes.

“You will tell me if you want me.” Jenny whispered softly.

“I”ll always want you.”

She gently squeezed my prick.

*Chapter 10*

I awoke with a hard on.

I looked down.

Jenny didn’t seem to have moved a muscle since we fell asleep.

Her hand was still wrapped around my prick.

I could feel her warm breath on its tip.

I moved my left arm and looked at my watch. I felt stiff. Six-thirty in the morning. We must have been asleep for the best part of five hours.

“I’ve been watching Mr Willie closely.”

Jenny spoke.

“Oh, have you.”

I didn’t realise she was awake.

“It does have a mind of its own.” She continued. “As soon as I woke up I could see it growing towards me. I think it was trying to get inside my mouth.”

“Well we shouldn’t disappoint him.” I ran my fingers through the hair at the back of her head.

“If I move my head it will fall off.”

“How much did you have to drink last night?”

She didn’t appear drunk. But then again I didn’t think I had.

“A lot less than you. You were smiling all the time.”

“I was happy.”

She positioned the tip of my prick against her lips. I felt them open. Slipping inside their warmth and wetness.

I pulled her dress up and looked down at her ass cheeks. She wasn’t wearing any knickers. I remembered taking them off. I stopped remembering anything for a few seconds as a wave of pleasure washed over me. Then I thought again as I ran a finger between her cheeks, tickling her anus. I put them somewhere safe. Now where?

Another wave of pleasure, then another. I could feel my balls tightening. I started to buck with my hips. My breathing shortened and quickened. I held my breath and came. My prick jerking and jerking as I pumped my sperm into the back of her throat. I felt her swallow, heard her splutter, then swallow again. I breathed deeply in and out.

I found the beginning of her fanny with a fingertip and started to rub it.

She caught hold of my wrist.

“Don’t.” She sat up. Come on her lips. “I need a wee.”

I found my handkerchief in my jacket pocket and cleaned up her face.

I could see a long low, green Jaguar approaching across the car park. It pulled up by our side and my mother and Shirley climbed out.

“Where have you been all night?” My mothers first words. “Len and Steve are in prison.”

“And Ian.” Shirley joined in looking at the steering wheel.

My mother’s eyes followed hers. I remembered where I’d left Jenny’s knickers.

*Chapter 11*

I drove back into the village. It was nearly eight-thirty. I’d collected Steve Len and Ian from the police station whilst Jenny waited at my parents house, having a cooked breakfast, with, it seemed, the rest of the world. Her knickers were safe in my trousers pocket. I thought of her sitting next to my mother at breakfast not wearing any.

I had Jenny, Shirley, Ian and Linda in the car.

We had had to stop Ian and Len from continuing their fight outside of the police station but other than that he seemed a pleasant chap, now he was sober.

We were approaching the Church. I could hear the disjointed, almost frantic ringing of the morning bell.

Mrs Clark, the lady who did the flowers, scuttled across the road in front of me causing me to break hard. I could see Mr Moore, the sexton hurrying up the hill from the direction of the pub followed by the Rector, Mr Fellows.

The thought crossed my mind that he was out early visiting the sick and needy for a Saturday morning.

I waved to him as I turned into the lane to my Grandfather’s cottage.

I parked in front of the garage. The doors were open and Hudson was working on something on the bench at the rear. Millie lay on the floor next to him.

I parked the car with its nose facing the entrance, switched off and we all climbed out.

Jenny’s car was parked by the front doors to the cottage. Why hadn’t I taken that last night?

Millie bounded up to me, sniffed the girl’s fannies and asses and growled at Ian. At least she had her priorities right. It’s exactly what I would have done in her position.

I introduced Ian to Hudson. He had met Linda before.

“Can we put them up tonight?” Jenny asked, smiling at him.

“It’ll have to be a sofa and an arm chair.” He looked Ian up and down as if weighing him up.

I could feel pressure building in my bowels. I badly needed a shit.

“That’s settled then.” I said, leading the way to the front door. “I must go to the loo then I think a lie down for a couple of hours is in order.”

I went to the upstairs bathroom whilst Jenny took everybody into the kitchen and made the tea.

I sat on the toilet seat. I needed that.

I wiped my ass and looked into the mirror over the sink. Half of my lower lip was swollen and there was a slight red mark under one eye. I didn’t remember getting that. The fingers of my right hand felt stiff. I washed them and my other hand.

I splashed some water onto my face. That felt better.

I cleaned my teeth, then shaved. I switched on the shower and undressed.

There was a knock at the door.

“Yes?” I called.

“What are you doing?” It was Jenny.

“Having a shower.”

“Your Father’s on the phone. Are you going for a haircut?”

“Tell him I don’t feel well.”

I could hear her talking to somebody.

Another knock at the door. The door handle turned.

“Let me in.”

“What for?”

“Ian’s in the toilet downstairs.”

“Alright.”

I opened the door and she slid inside.

She looked down at my prick.

“Not much of a welcome.”

“He’s tired.”

“He’ll feel better after a nice shower.”

I don’t know what had come over her. Perhaps it was because Linda was here.

Still, I’m not one to complain.

I reached for her.

She pushed me away.

“No. I want the toilet.”

I stood and watched as she pulled up her dress and sat on the seat.

“Go into the shower. You’re not watching me with others in the house.”

How could they see?

I opened the cubical door. Grandfather had had a proper shower fitted as he felt he was getting too old to climb in and out of baths.

I stood under the jet of water, running my fingers through my hair.

I heard the toilet flush and the door opened. Two hard nipples were pressed into my back and a mass of curly hair tickled my ass cheeks. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my back.

My prick seemed to want to reach up and touch her hand.

At least it was growing like it did.

She ran a finger around my belly button for a few seconds then her hand moved down to my balls. She squeezed them slightly. Then lifted them as if weighing their contents.

I picked up the shampoo and poured some onto my head.

“Don’t get my hair wet.” I heard her say. “I’ve just had it permed.”

“You would be better off in the bath then.” I said, ever helpful.

“We haven’t time.” She stroked my prick. “Just don’t get my hair wet. The hairdressers coming at eleven to brush it through and set it. And Shirley’s as well. She could trim your hair for you.”

She stroked faster.

“What’s everybody got against my hair?”

I leaned forward and rinsed the shampoo from my hair pushing my ass cheeks back against her pubic mound.

I moved the nossel down to its lower setting. Nipple high on her. Then turned to face her. She still had her hand on my prick as I kissed her. I kissed her again, pushing my tongue between her lips.

“Hmm.” She said, pulling away for a second. “You taste minty.”

“Cleaned em.” I said, putting my tongue back inside her mouth. She sucked on it, as she would my prick, which she still held in her hand.

I squeezed her ass cheeks.

She kissed my neck so I put my tongue in her ear. She shuddered.

“You know what that does to me.” She kissed my chin.

I put my tongue in her ear again. She ground her pubic mound against me.

I moved my hand between our bodies and found her clit. She gasped as I started to rub it.

I rubbed faster.

There was a tap on the door.

“Are you finished in there?” Shirley called.

“Nearly. Yes.” Jenny managed to combine her orgasm with her reply.

“Sorry if I interrupted something.” I heard her walking away. “I’ll come back later.”

“It’s alright.” Jenny was regaining control of her breathing. “Were finished.”

“What?” I wasn’t.

“Shush.” She hissed. “We’ll go to bed.”

That perked me up. I switched off the shower and took two bath towels from the heated rail.

“Shirley?” I called downstairs as we left the bathroom. “You’ll find fresh towels in the airing cupboard.”

I followed Jenny into the bedroom watching her ass as it twitched from side to side under the towel.

She dropped the pile of clothes she had carried from the bathroom onto the floor next to our suitcases, let her towel slip to the floor and lay on her back on the bed, arms above her head.

I looked down on her as I dropped my towel on top of hers. My prick didn’t need any help to start growing again.

“Come here.” She reached up her arms to me, squashing her breasts and bringing her nipples closer together.

I knelt between her legs and leaned over her. I kissed her lips, then her chin, then moved down the side of her neck to her collar-bone, kissing into its hollow. I kissed the top of her breast and licked her nipple before sucking it into my mouth.

She let out a sigh and raised her hips for a second before settling back with her knees bent.

I sucked on her other nipple then kissed both sides of the bottom of her rib cage.

I flicked my tongue in out and around her navel. She made a throaty sound.

I pulled the lips of her fanny apart and licked the side walls. Breathing in her smell. Tasting her wetness.

She sighed again and ran her fingers through my still damp hair.

Her clit poked from its hood and I kissed it. Then I suck it from cover and licked and flicked at it with the tip of my tongue. She lifted her hips and pulled my head against her fanny. I licked harder and faster. I hear her breathing quickening. Felt her thighs tighten around my head. She cried out softly and every muscle in her body seemed to tense then relax.

I planted a kiss on her fanny as I would have her mouth the moved back up her body. My prick found her opening without assistance and I pushed inside her. She wrapped her arms around my chest and squeezed me with her thighs. I started to move in and out. She lifted her head and I managed to touch her lips with mine.

She kissed my chin and sucked on the side of my neck.. I quickened my movements feeling her nails in my back and her fanny tightening and relaxing around my prick.

I was panting. She was breathing heavily. A wild look came into her eyes as she clutched at me. Her fanny gripped me like a vice. I came. And came. And came.

I looked down at her flushed, damp face.

“I’ll need another shower now.” She kissed my chin.

“Paul, Jenny.” I heard Linda from outside our door. “The hairdresser’s here.”

“Early. That’s handy.” I said, pulling out of her and rolling onto my back.

She turned onto her side to face me, head supported by her hand and felt my balls.

Throwing one leg across me she straddled my hips. My prick lay along the lips of her fanny. She didn’t move. Just looked at me for a minute. My prick started to grow beneath her. She felt it.

She smiled then climbed from me.

“Make it go down.” She said walking to our suitcases. “We have a busy day ahead of us.”

I watched her ass cheeks spread open as she leaned over the suitcase and took out a clean pair of knickers and a T-shirt.

My prick was rock hard again by the time she turned to face me. She looked down at it.

“Do you really think we have time for this?” She said climbing back onto the bed and kneeling above me with a knee on either side of my hips.

“Yes.” I said squeezing her breasts.

“Good.” She replied positioning my prick against her hole and sinking down upon it.

With the palms of her hands on my chest she raised and lowered herself upon me, her fanny gripping me on the way down and releasing me on the way back up. I rubbed her nipples with the palms of my hands making the remainder of her breasts wobble.

She looked down at my hands then into my eyes.

“Trying to make a milk shake?”

She smiled.

I started to move under her in time with her movements.

“I don’t want to come again.” She gasped.

“Don’t then.” I panted in reply and lifted my hips.

“You Bastard, you bastard, you bastard.”

She collapsed forward. I kept thrusting up and into her.

I could feel my balls tighten and she made a sort of purring noise in my ear.

I grabbed her ass cheeks pulling them wide. Quickening my movements.

There was another knock on my door as I came.

“Fuck off.”

I could hardly get the words out as my prick jerked inside her.

“Paul?” I heard my Mother’s voice. “Is that you in there?”

“I hope it was.” Jenny lifted her head and looked down at me and whispered.

“Just getting dressed, Mrs Wagstaffe.” She called. “We’ll be down in two minutes.”

*Chapter 12*

I walked to the Church hand and hand with Jenny. Following behind my parents with Linda, Shirley and Ian behind us.

Jenny wore a light blue printed dress which finished just above her knees. A hat in the same shade of blue with a wide brim turned up at one side and blue shoes. She had a matching handbag on a long strap over one shoulder and a compact camera in her other hand. I carried the box of confetti.

I wore my old grey suit. I wasn’t buying new just for a wedding. It must have shrunk in the cleaners it had never felt this tight before across the shoulders. Jenny told me we were going shopping when we returned to Bristol. I thought she had everything she needed.

I’d asked her why, when I’d arrived at my parent’s house the previous evening, she had changed from skirt and blouse to dress. She looked embarrassed and said it was because I hadn’t wanted her to go out dressed like that. It gave me a glow to think that she would do that because of something I’d said. Then I ruined it by telling her that she shouldn’t have bothered. I received a ‘I bloody well won’t in the future’ from her. I must have said the wrong thing.

Inside the Church we sat on the Brides side. I was for sitting with Len and Steve on the Grooms until I saw he’d brought Sammy, from the private hospital, with him. I liked Sammy. But then I liked every girl I’d fucked. There was a certain coldness between her and Jenny. Now, with Shirley back on the scene, I felt we could be in for an interesting day. Especially with Len and Ian’s unfinished business over Linda. We didn’t need the wedding. I wondered if Stephanie would be behind the bar at the reception. Yes it was going to be an interesting day.

My parents sat in the pew in front of us with Mrs French, the wife of Doctor French from Jane’s hospital in Gloucester, who was giving her away.

Shirley went across to join Steve. She must have assumed Sammy was with Len as Sammy sat between them. Steve looked uncomfortable. Jenny noticed and squeezed my hand. I thought she wanted to tell me something so I lowered my head towards hers. She kissed me. I pulled back. She smiled. Something leapt in my stomach.