The Rebirth Of Andrew Bishop - Chapter 28 free porn video

Monday morning Tess pulled her car to a halt between the two gate posts at the bottom of the dusty drive way. She reached for her hand bag and pulled out a silk scarf which she handed to Evelyn in the passenger seat.

"It is such a nice day, we'll put the top down," she said as she pushed a button on the steering column. With a whirr and a clunk, the roof of the sports car folded back and disappeared into the trunk.

Tess put on a peaked cap. It didn't match her professional looking work skirt and white blouse but no one would see her.

"I've never been for a ride in a convertible," Evelyn said as she tied the scarf under chin.

Tess carefully guided the car towards the highway, made sure there was no traffic and then turned right towards town.

An hour later, Evelyn pointed out the bank building in the main street. Tess parked her car in front of the cafe next door to it .

"We have time for a coffee if you'd like?" Tess asked her.

"That sounds nice," said Evelyn.

Tess stepped from the car tossed her cap into the back seat and then put on the blazer that matched her skirt. She picked up her bag and laptop computer.

"Do you think I should put the roof back up? Will it be safe to leave it like this?" she asked Evelyn.

"You are in the country now, dear, you could probably leave the keys in it and it would still be here when you get back," joked Evelyn.

Together they sat a table on the side walk under an umbrella and ordered their coffees from the young waitress that came out to greet them.

"I will be an hour not much more I hope. Will you be alright?" Tess asked.

"I might go down the street here and try and get my hair cut. It's so hard to keep it nice while we are camping. It would be easier if it was shorter," Evelyn said, "We must trade mobile phone numbers. They will work now we are in town."

While they had their coffee, they put each other's numbers into the memory of their phones.

"I'll call you when I'm finished," said Tess as she rose and picked up her computer and bag. She left a ten dollar bill under the saucer of her cup.

"For the coffee," she said "See you soon, Ev."

Evelyn watched as Tess walked the few steps to the door of the bank.

'She has the most beautiful figure. Look at her in her suit,' thought Evelyn, 'That is the first time she has shortened my name. Thankfully she is becoming even more comfortable with me.'

Evelyn took the money from the table and went in to pay at the counter. She then started making her way down the street looking into the shop windows as she went. She noted that a number of the smaller shops had closed down. But she knew that the large mall that had been built two streets over was thriving. It was sad to see.

She was stopped a couple of times by some of the older people who remembered her. She chatted to them and filled them in on what herself and Henry were doing in retirement. They all remarked she had not changed a bit. Eventually she found a hairdressing salon and entered.

The woman behind the counter was friendly and helpful. She sat Evelyn in front of a mirror and asked what she would like to have done to her shoulder length, wavy hair.

"Short, I don't want have to do a thing to it," she replied, "This long all over."

Evelyn indicated with her thumb and forefinger about half an inch apart.

"You are sure?" asked the stylist.

"Never been surer of anything, my girl," she answered back.

"I'll start cutting and you tell me if you want it shorter, okay,"

When Evelyn left the salon, she couldn't believe how light her head felt. Her hair was not as short as she had asked for it to be but it was still very short. The sun and breeze on her ears and neck were not something she was used to either.

'You haven't changed a bit, I'll show you!' she thought.

Tess's meeting at the bank branch had gone well. She was shown an office she could use at anytime. It was a big old building built in the fifties, the height of the golden age of this district. When wool was Australia's main export. The saying 'Australia rode on the sheep's back' was probably coined in a town like this. The banks were built to impress customers and attract their accounts. The bigger the building, the more solid the bank, was the thinking. So it wasn't as if there was no space for her to have a small office for her more secure dealings.

As she left the building, she sat in her car and pulled her phone from her bag. She had wanted to call Fiona for a couple of weeks but had not gotten around to it. She would take this few minutes while Evelyn was engaged to do it.

The phone was ringing.

"Hi Tess, how are you? I haven't heard from you in ages," Fiona's friendly voice said, "I was trying to ring you yesterday, I couldn't get you."

"Yes hi, Fee, I'm fine, I've been so busy. Mobiles don't work on the farm. I've just found out five minutes ago that they are going to install a new tower out near us very soon so we will be in the twenty first century," Tess replied.

"How are the boys going?"

"They couldn't be better. Dave's working on the farm now and I'm up here also. I'm doing a bit of my work from here too. It is so nice." Tess told her, "How's Chuck? Are you still seeing him?

"Yes, I moved into his place last weekend. I know I told you I wasn't looking for a relationship, but you know, stuff happens. He wants me to go to Europe with him for a month next year," Fee said.

"A month! Are you going to go?"

"How could I resist. He is guiding a gourmet tour, a river cruise through five countries. I'll battle through it, it sounds so boring," Fiona said with mock exasperation.

"Drew and I will be down to the city this weekend. Probably only Thursday night and Friday night. The boys are so busy working here. Could we get together sometime?"

"How about you and Drew and Chuck and I meet up for breakfast Friday morning? That's the best time to get some time with my man. He's busy from eleven in the morning till ten at night," Fiona suggested.

"Sounds excellent," Tess answered .

"I will get Chuck to suggest somewhere, you get the best if he does it. I will text you the details. Okay." said Fee.

"Great, we'll see you at the end of the week then. Bye Fee," Tess said.

"Goodbye Tess."

Tess now rang Evelyn who she found out was half way back to the car.

"I've finished at the bank. Where are you? I'll come and pick you up," asked Tess.

"Don't worry, dear, I am nearly there. I can see you," Evelyn said as she pressed the OFF button.

Tess looked along down the footpath, yes that was Drew's mother coming, but she looked so different.

"Ev, what have you done to your hair?" Tess asked almost in shock.

"I had it all cut off. And I'm so glad I did,"

"It's so ...short," Tess stuttered.

"I wanted it shorter so it was easier to care for. Then I met a few old acquaintances and they all said I had not changed a bit since we left here eight years ago," Evelyn tried to explain, "Every body I love has changed recently, Henry and Drew, and I was still the same. So I went radical with the haircut. It will grow back."

Tess gave her a hug. "I think it looks fabulous," Tess said to encourage her.

"How did your meeting go, dear?" Evelyn asked her.

"Very well thanks. They were very accommodating. I will be coming in to work here when I need to," Tess advised her.

"It is a long way to travel to get to work,"

"Not really. People in the city commute for an hour. I won't be doing it every day and it is a lot nicer to drive in here than be on a smelly commuter train from the suburbs," said Tess, "Now let's go and have a nice lunch. I know just the place."

Tess drove her out to the winery restaurant. They were shown to a table for two out on the patio overlooking the wide river. The view like the weather was pretty spectacular. The restaurant was not busy. There were only about a half a dozen other patrons on the patio.

After they were seated and had ordered a glass of wine each, Tess noticed an elderly man approaching their table.

"Mrs. Bishop? Evelyn Bishop?" the man inquired.

Evelyn turned around and her face lit up into a broad smile.

"Doctor Morton, how are you? So nice to see you? How long has it been?" Evelyn gushed.

"Please, Evelyn, how many times have I told you, call me Lou," he replied, "How have you been?"

"I am excellent thank you, and you are looking well. Gosh, it is good to see you," she said.

"I'm not to bad for an old fellow. I'm just waiting for June for our Monday lunch date. We have lunch out once a week, always have and probably always will."

"Lou, this is Tess Williams, she and her husband are staying out on the farm with Drew. Tess, this is Doctor Morton. He brought Drew in to the world, what forty three years ago now ," Evelyn said.

"Ah yes so pleased to meet you. I heard that Drew had guests. So your husband is Dr. Williams. I was going to get one of my receptionists to contact him to come in for a bit of a chat with me, but now I don't have to," old Dr. Morton said.

Tess's mouth dropped open. "How did you know that....."

Dr Morton held up a finger to interrupt her. "It's a small town. Most people know everybody. They talk. And they always talk to their doctor. I hear all the gossip eventually."

He was about to begin again when a lady, a bit older than Evelyn entered the shaded patio.

"Ah, here is June," he said as he kissed her cheek, "June, you remember Evelyn Bishop and this is her friend Tess. Would you ladies mind if we joined your table? I'd like to talk to Tess for a moment."

"No, not at all," said Evelyn after getting a confirming nod from Tess.

The waitress was summoned and after a short discussion the party of now four moved to a larger table right on the railing of the patio where the view was even better. The Doctor ordered a bottle of wine and Tess decided to not drink any more after this glass as she had an hours drive home.

They all ordered a meal each and then the Doctor began.

"Now from what I have heard Tess, your husband and yourself are looking for a lifestyle change. Now Dave, I hope you don't mind me being so informal, is a general practitioner. I have done a little checking around, I have my sources, and he is a very good doctor too from what I'm told. Now what I want to propose to him through you is, I need to wind back a bit. I'm seventy six years old this coming February. I need to find a doctor who can take over my practice. Some one who wants to be in this district."

He was interrupted by a waiter delivering their meals and pouring more wine for them.

"Do you think he would like say three days a week in the clinic for me? We could do Monday, Wednesday then Friday, so he didn't have to drive daily," Doctor Morton asked.

"I can't speak for him, Doctor Morton. At the moment he is on leave from his practice until January. He is helping on the farm for harvest and loves it. I can tell him about your offer and get him to call you. But we would have to have a pretty in depth discussion before he could make that sort of decision," Tess replied honestly.

"Of course, dear, I know it is a huge decision. It is just an idea. I just have to do something and if there was a good doctor looking for work and I didn't ask I would be remiss, wouldn't I? Anyway let's enjoy our lunch and speak of other things. And call me Lou, there is no need for another doctor's wife to be formal is there?"

"Okay, Lou, how long have you and June been living here?" Tess asked.

June cut in, "We came up here the week after Lou graduated as a doctor. He was twenty four, so fifty two years. There aren't many people walking around this town under fifty two years of age that Lou hasn't brought into this world," she said proudly of her husband, "He came here as an intern and forgot to leave."

Tess found the rest of the meal a bit of a blur. Plans were flying around in her head. Her job was promising. Dave was being offered a practice. His practice back in the city could be split amongst the other doctors who could continue to pay rent on the clinic that she and Dave owned. They had the apartment they could stay in for weekends and holidays. Then they had Drew and the beautiful farm as a bonus. She could not wait to get home and talk with Dave and Drew.

June and Evelyn had known each other for many years as they both had played tennis every Saturday in summer. They now played do you remember so ands so for an hour and caught up on all the gossip of their mutual acquaintances.

Tess had finished her meal and her wine. She made small talk with Lou and listened to June and Evelyn talk. She was convinced everybody in the district was related to everyone else.

These elderly ladies seemed to know everyone.

But Tess was restless, she wanted to go home and see Dave. He wouldn't be home yet anyway she thought. But she needed to talk to some body or she felt she would burst.

Eventually Doctor Morton went inside, Tess thought to visit the lavatory.

On his return, he said, "Well, ladies, it has been a lovely luncheon. I have taken care of the bill, it was my pleasure."

He handed Tess his business card. "I have written my private number on the back. It would probably best if Dave rang me after hours so I can talk with him. Please get him to call."

"I will definitely, Lou. And thank you for the lunch and conversation," Tess said as she shook his old hand.

She shook hands with June and Evelyn kissed the elderly couple.

"Give Henry our best," said June as they parted company in the carpark.

Tess headed the car for home. 'She is definitely speeding,' Evelyn thought.

Tess started babbling to Evelyn about Dave taking the clinic, about her working from the farm temporarily at least. About both of them being with Drew all the time. About Henry and her having holidays in the city, staying at the apartment with them. Tess was not making any sense but was making a whole new life for Drew, Dave and herself.

"I hope Dave doesn't work too late tonight I have to speak to him," Tess said.

"Well on the way past we could check and see if the truck is in the queue at the silo. He'd be glad to see you, it can get boring there," Evelyn suggested.

"Great idea, Ev. Show me where it is," Tess enthused.

"You drive past it every time you come up to the farm. we passed it this morning, it is just before Geoff's place on the right hand side, at the end of the railway line," Evelyn laughed.

"Oh is that what those big building are. Spot the city girl," Tess giggled.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," Evelyn said to her.

Tess slowed down when Evelyn told her that the silos were around the next bend in the road.

As if they had planned it Dave was leaning on the fender of his truck in the shade. He was at the back of a queue of ten trucks and was chatting with a young guy who looked barely old enough to hold a drivers license.

He saw Tess and Evelyn do a U-turn into the large gravel area and watched as they pulled to a halt next to his truck.

"Hi honey. Hi Evelyn, love the hair," he said.

Evelyn had all but forgotten her new hairstyle. "Thanks Dave," she said.

"This is Geoff's cousin Billy, he's just finished high school. He's off to university he hopes next year and was asking me about med. school," Dave said.

"Hi," said Billy.

Evelyn did not know him, but she did know his mother and father. Billy's mother was Geoff's aunt on his fathers side of the family.

Geoff's parents were killed when they were hit by a road transport as they turned out of their driveway one foggy morning ten years ago.

Tess stepped from the car. Billy looked at her legs and butt.

"Dave, could I talk to you for a moment?" Tess asked then indicated away from Billy.

Evelyn asked after the young man's parents to distract him and Tess and Dave took a few steps to shelter in the shade of one of the few trees in the grain collection depot.

Evelyn watched as Tess explained to Dave what had happened over lunch. She could see them and could only imagine what was being said as Tess was doing all the talking. She saw her hand over Doctor Morton's card and Dave looked at it for a full minute. Then handed it back to her. She tip toed up and kissed him on the lips, being careful not to touch her white blouse on his dusty torso. Then they turned and walked back to the car. They were smiling and happy.

Tess got back into the car. Billy watched her closely as she did so.

"Ready?" Tess asked.

"You had better move your truck forward," Evelyn said to Billy and indicated with a finger there was now a gap where three trucks had moved forward while he had been looking at Tess.

"Say hello to your mum and dad for me."

"Bye Dave, see you later on," Tess said then did a U-turn and headed for home.

"So? What did he think? Is he interested?" asked Evelyn.

"We have to talk with Drew. 'The job offer seems too good to be true,' Dave said. He's keen. But he wants Drew to make the decisions with us," Tess said as she turned and smiled to Evelyn, "How would you and Henry feel if we moved here more or less permanently? Peoples tongues will be wagging. There will be gossip about us, it's inevitable."

"Tess, Henry told me the other day that he had to lighten up a bit. So do I. So do you know what I have to say about people who will be talking about you as a trio? Fuck them! It's none of their business," Evelyn said.

Tess's jaw dropped and she looked across at Evelyn in disbelief.

"Excuse my French," said Evelyn, "Don't tell anyone I said that word."

Tess started laughing and was still laughing when she parked in the shed and pushed the button to put the roof back on her car.

Henry was sitting in the shade of the veranda when he saw Tess's car coming up the driveway.

He went down the steps and crossed the yard towards the shed as Tess drove past him. He saw the roof of the car being unfolded and heard it lock into place as he entered through the wide shed doors.

"Hi to you two young ladies. You haven't seen my wife anywhere, have you, Tess? I thought she went to town with you," he said jokingly.

"Don't you start on me, Henry. I wanted my hair different and I went and did it. Lighten up. Remember?" Evelyn retorted.

Well Evee, I think it looks great, it's taken years off you. Very trendy," Henry said as he gave her a welcoming peck on the cheek.

"Come on I'm going to put the kettle on. Tea, Henry, Ev?" Tess asked them.

Evelyn filled her husband in on all the gossip she had heard and gave him the greetings from the doctor and his wife as they sat around the kitchen table.

"Well come on, Henry, I think it is time for you to take me back to camp before the sun gets too low. I'm going to join you for a swim today," Evelyn said. She gave Henry a sly wink and picked up her hand bag.

Henry thought he was hearing things but there was no mistaking Evelyn's intentions when she winked at him.

"Okay, I'll get the vehicle it's over in the shade. See you, Tess," he said as he raced out the back door.

Tess asked Evelyn, "Could I cook this easily?" and held up a leg of lamb that had been thawing in the refrigerator. "I'd like to do a meal for the boys."

"The easiest way would be to cut the bone out of it, it's fiddley, but pretty easy and then grill the meat on the barbecue. Serve it with salad, some plain yogurt with a clove of garlic crushed into it for a sauce and maybe some potatoes. Simple," Evelyn replied, "Just keep the gas flame under the hot plates low and if it starts to burn turn it over. Keep your eye on it, don't wander off. Do one thing at a time."

Tess listened to Evelyn. "Thanks, I will give it a go, I don't know about the deboning bit though."

"It doesn't really matter what it looks like, as long as it finishes flat so that it cooks evenly on the inside. When it's cooked just cut it into chunks," Evelyn advised.

"Okay, I hope it works out," Tess answered.

"I'd better go," Evelyn said as they both heard Henry sound the horn of his four wheel drive, "I don't know what has got him all fired up."

Evelyn had a smile on her face as she gave Tess a peck on the cheek. "See you. Good luck, you will be fine with it.

Tess got to work, she didn't know what time the guys would be home. It didn't matter, she decided. It was mainly just salad and meat. The potatoes could be warmed latter.

She knew she wasn't a cook by any stretch of the imagination. Firstly, she put three potatoes into a pot and put it on the stove to boil. She didn't see any need to stand and watch them boil. She moved on to a salad. Lettuce, cucumber, spring onions and tomatoes.

"Easy as," she thought as she turned the stove off. The potatoes were cooked so she drained the water off but left them in the pot. A small tub of yogurt was emptied into a bowl. She could not find a garlic press so she cut it up as finely as she could and mixed it in.

Next, she eyed the lamb leg. She hunted through the kitchen drawers and found a long slim knife, it was very sharp and looked like just the thing to attack the next job. She sized up her task and after thinking long and hard made the first cut through the meat to the bone. In ten minutes the bone was out and the meat that was left wasn't pretty but it was fairly even in thickness as Evelyn had advised.

Tess now went out to the gas barbecue on the veranda. After a couple of attempts, she got it lit and lowered the hood to heat it thoroughly. She went back inside and got the large lump of lamb flesh and the bone. She called the dog who came running to the gate. She passed the bone to him and he disappeared towards his kennel.

Raising the lid of the cooker, she put the meat on and let it sizzle for a moment then turned the flames down as low as they could go. She lowered the lid again.

Checking the time, she thought to herself, 'I will not burn this. I will check every five minutes.'

Pleased with her efforts so far, she went inside and put her salad and sauce in the refrigerator and got out a bottle of wine. She found a glass and went back to her barbecue.

"Perfect turn it over now and another five minutes," she thought. She sat down and poured herself a glass.

Over the course of the next hour, Tess opened the lid and turned the meat every five minutes until she decided that it was cooked right through. The outside had become browned and crunchy, but was very tasty. She turned the gas off and left the meat where it was for the moment. It would stay warm with the lid down. If the boys weren't home soon she would take it inside. She went in and set the table. It was going to be a nice surprise for her men.

Henry selected a lower gear as he descended the slope down to the creek where he had to cross the waterway.

"Are you really going to skinny dip with me?" he asked as he glanced across to Evelyn.

"Yes Henry, as soon as we get back to camp," she replied and reached out and stroked her finger down his cheek.

"I saw Drew kiss Dave today," Henry said, "They didn't know I could see them and when Dave returned from the silo, Drew embraced him and they kissed each other on the lips."

"How did you feel about seeing them together?" Evelyn asked him as they bumped through the axle deep water.

"It was a bit of a shock at first but the more I thought about seeing two men like that it was really strange. I actually thought it was a bit erotic. Even if one of them was our son," Henry admitted to his wife.

"We have never had much exposure to homosexuals. It's all new to us. I have to admit I found it a bit exhilarating when I saw the two of them standing close to each other the other night. The three of them are so good looking, I have been wondering what they do together," Evelyn said to Henry.

The sun was still hot as Henry pulled to a stop beside the caravan and stepped from the vehicle. Evelyn exited from the passenger side. She stepped under the awning of the van and pulled her shirt over her head. Henry rounded the front of his four wheel drive as she unclasped her bra and her 34C breasts were exposed to the world. He thought she was still a stunning woman for her sixty nine years. She had looked after herself. Her five foot four frame was lithe and her skin was taught. Her new haircut suited her new found boldness.

Like Henry, Evelyn had never practiced nudity before. She was not afraid to be naked, she knew they would not be seen by any one. This was private property, their land. They were quite a few miles from any prying eyes.

Henry stopped in his tracks. He watched as his now topless wife unzipped and released the button on her skirt and let it slide down her still shapely legs. She was now down to her panties, which she deftly lowered with her hands as she bent to pick up her clothing and place it on the camp chair next to her.

"We'll come on, Henry," she said as she saw him staring at her, "Your turn."

Henry quickly crossed to the other chair. He pulled his shirt off then sat down and removed his boots and socks. He unbuttoned the top of his shorts and they fell down as he stood back up. He lowered his briefs and he too was now naked.

"Just a tick, Evee, I have to relieve myself," he said. He was very mindful that the pond behind the small weir was used in the farm house for washing. They weren't to use soap to wash in it and definitely not piss in it. He walked across to behind the mulberry tree and took his penis in his hand. Just as he allowed his urine to flow, he felt Evelyn's hand on his buttock.

"What are you doing, Evee?" he asked.

"I just thought I'd join you, that's all," said his wife in a soft voice.

"Piss on me, Henry," she said as she stepped into the stream of his urine and it spattered on her thigh.

"Evee, what are you doing?" Henry exclaimed as he tried to aim his pissing penis away from her.

"I want you to piss on me. Then I want to do it to you," she said matter of factly.

She now reached for his cock and brushed his hand away.

"Come on, wee on me," she said as she aimed the eye of his penis at her midriff.

Henry thought it odd that he was becoming stimulated by his wife's insistence that he urinate on her. She had never asked him to do anything like this before.

"Come on," she insisted as she stroked his now not-so-flaccid cock, "I mean it, I want to feel your piss run over my skin."

Henry relaxed himself and allowed his bladder to empty. He watched as his wife, who he had known for forty seven years, sprayed herself with the warm liquid.

Evelyn could not even explain this to herself. It was just an urge she felt when Henry said he was going to relieve himself. She held his penis and moved it from side to side as the hot, yellow piss sprayed over her stomach. She quickly aimed it at her pubic hair as she felt the flow starting to slacken. She pushed her pelvis outward and felt his piss hit her labia. She was getting a sexual thrill from this.

Henry could not believe she had asked him to do this. He had never heard of such a thing and had no idea where she would have gotten the idea from.

"My turn now," Evelyn said.

Before Henry could protest or even think about refusing to allow it, Evelyn wrapped her arms around him. She straddled his right leg with both of hers and he instantly felt her urine run down from his thigh to his ankle. His wife held him tightly and she now kissed his nipple, something else she had never done. She now humped herself on his leg a couple of times and the stream of acrid urine ceased.

"I'm so stimulated right now," she said in a gentle voice, "Let's clean up and then I want to fuck before dinner."

She disentangled herself from her shocked husband, turned and walked towards the cold water of the pond.

Henry looked down at his feet. He was standing in a dirty puddle. His ankles and calves were splattered with muddy urine. He looked at Evelyn, her ass was white in the bright sunshine. He'd never had her ask him to fuck her before. He hoped he would be able to perform. A usable erection at his age was not always a given.

"Cmon on, Henry," he heard her call as he started after her.

Evelyn waited at the waters edge and took Henry's hand as he approached her.

Together they walked into the water.

'It is cold, but not as cold as it was the other day,' thought Henry, 'At last the summer sun is warming the creek a little.'

When he was a bit over waist deep and the water was just under Evelyn's breasts he turned to her and pulled her in close. He held her to himself.

"What was all that about?" he asked her as he nuzzled into her neck. Henry was still a bit shocked by his wife's odd behavior.

"I don't know, Henry. I just wanted to do something exciting with you. I'm sick of being Evelyn and Henry, retired farmers. We've never done anything sexy," she replied.

Henry held her close by placing one arm down her back and his hand pressing on her ass cheek. With his other hand, he reached down and stroked her bushy pubic hair under the water. He parted the wiry locks and ran a finger between her labia, stroking her clitoris as he did so.

He heard her sigh and then she pushed away from him and dunked herself fully under the water.

As she surfaced, she, more out of habit than necessity, pushed her hair back. She washed her face and the came back close to Henry. She reached out under the water and held his cock in her hand.

"Come on, Henry, wash up. I meant it, I want to us to fuck as soon as we are dry."

Henry splashed water over himself and then he too dived under. He was not used to hearing her swear, but it did turn him on somewhat.

Evelyn walked back to the chairs. She picked up all their clothes and opened the door to the van and threw them onto the table inside. She pulled the canvas chair out into the bright sunshine and sat facing into the warmth. Henry pulled his seat up next to her and sat down too.

"I just want to warm and dry first," she said.

Henry watched as she parted her legs to let the sun dry her crotch. His demure Evelyn would never sit with her legs apart. But here she was, naked in the sunshine and seemingly relaxed. This was going to take some getting used to.

Evelyn looked down at Henry. His cock was shrunken from the cold. She really wanted to have him inside her. She hadn't wanted to have sex this much in at least twenty years. She reached across and put her hand around his cock. She rubbed him. She wanted to see if she could stimulate him enough for him to become erect.

Gently, she moved her fingers around just under the head of his circumcised dick. He was starting to fill. He was definitely becoming bigger. He wasn't hard yet, but he would be soon.

They sat in the sun and warmed themselves for ten minutes.

Evelyn took the lead. She stood up.

"Let's go inside, Henry."

Henry stood up. She watched as his half erect cock swayed as it pointed out at forty five degrees.

Evelyn stepped up into the van. She reached in to a cupboard and handed a towel to her husband. She dried her self thoroughly with one of her own, paying particular attention to her pussy. Again, she took Henry's hand as he stepped into the van beside her. She turned and kissed him on the mouth. She wanted to feel his tongue in her so she explored him with her tongue. Henry reciprocated.

She led him through the lounge kitchen area to the bed room. She pulled the blankets and top sheet from the bed and dropped them on the floor to one side. She now sat down and pulled Henry closer. She opened her mouth and took his seven-inch cock into her mouth. She had only ever sucked him a couple of times before in all the time they had been together. She had never liked fellatio, so wouldn't do it. Now though she wanted to. She not only wanted to do it, she wanted to get Henry hard in her mouth so he could fuck her.

Henry saw Evelyn sit down on the edge of the bed. Before he knew it, she had her lips around the head of his cock and was sliding him into her further. He put his head back and revelled in the feeling that was running through himself. She had not sucked his clock for, well, just about ever. He loved this new woman with the short hair

Henry's cock grew in her mouth. Evelyn sucked and slurped him to full erection. She was unaware that she still had the power to do this to him. The fact that Henry still could be aroused by her stimulated her. She wanted him inside her. She let his cock slip from her mouth and she shuffled herself back onto the bed further.

She kept one hand on his cock and slowly stroked him to maintain his hardness. She now lay back, drew her knees up and parted them as far as she could, giving Henry a full view of her pussy. She let go of him and with both hands smoothed her pubic hair to the sides and parted her pussy lips. With one hand, she took a large amount of saliva from her mouth and lubricated the opening to her vagina.

Evelyn beckoned Henry forward. His cock was still solid as he leaned forward over her. Her hand again went to his organ, this time to guide him to her wet tunnel.

Henry felt the head of his cock at the entrance to her cunt. As she released the grip her hand had on his cock, he pushed gently against her. The head of his cock sunk into her. He felt her rise against him and the shaft of his cock was enveloped by her warm, moist tightness. He couldn't believe how wet she was. He had not experienced her this well lubricated for many years. He felt her sink away from him and then rise to meet him again. She wanted to be penetrated. She wanted to have sex with him. This was not just a wifely chore like it was last time they had had sex nine months ago. She was horny and wanted him.

These thoughts spurred him on and he began thrusting into her. He was using the full length of his cock and, with her enthusiastic rising to meet him, their skin slapped as their crotches came together.

Evelyn felt as if she was going to climax. It was many years since she had felt this way. She could feel it building deep in her vagina. She could feel her natural lubricant making Henry's cock slippery inside her. Her pelvic muscles were tightening as his cock pushed deep into her pussy. The thrill of the memory of holding his cock and spraying his piss on her pubic hair came rushing back at her. The excitement of pissing on his leg as she sucked his nipple. She came hard and loudly as Henry pushed deep into her.

"Fuck me, Henry. Cum in my cunt," she yelled uncontrollably as wave after wave of blissful orgasm shook her.

Henry was doing his best to hold back his orgasm. He loved having sex with Evee, but it just didn't happen often enough. He heard her shout obscenities at him, something she had never done before in all their married life. It sent him over the edge. He came in about five big spurts of semen deep within her pussy.

Henry collapsed onto the bed next to her. He put a forearm on his brow and exhaled loudly. Evelyn turned on to her side and put her top leg over his. Henry could feel the warmth and moisture of her pussy on his thigh. He didn't know why but he wanted his semen to run from her and leave a big sticky mess on his leg.

'What has gotten into us?' he thought.

"Wow, Henry, that was great. I haven't had that happen to me for many years," she finally said breaking the silence.

'Why haven't I wanted to have sex all this time? Is it just being here on the farm with Drew and his new lovers stimulating me? The pissing on each other was such a turn on. Why?' she thought to herself.

Henry was concerned for Evelyn.

"Are you okay, Evee?" he asked.

"I'm better than okay, Henry. I want to do it again with you later. Why haven't I been able to enjoy sex for so long?" she asked, "I really want us to enjoy each other again. I want us to be a bit experimental, Henry."

"Like the urine thing?" asked Henry.

Yes. It was naughty and dirty. But we survived it and no one will ever know except us. I found it so exhilarating. It was just a spur of the moment thing. I don't know where it came from, but I'm so glad I did it to you."

She turned her head and kissed and sucked his nipple again.

Henry sighed audibly.

"Do you enjoy that?" she asked her husband.

"Yes Evee, it is so....intimate.

Evelyn wanted to screw him again.

She took his nipple between her teeth and gently nibbled on it. She wrapped her fingers around his sticky flaccid cock and tried to coax him back to hardness. She rubbed the soft skin along his shaft and then ran her thumb across the sensitive head, making him spasm.

She felt him start to harden.

"The pissing thing was my fantasy. What is one of yours?" she asked him in the hope it may stimulate him further.

She continued to nibble his nipple.

"I haven't got much, Evee," Henry said softly.

"There must be something," she said, "Something from the movies you have watched maybe?"

"Well most of the women in those movies have their pubic hair shaved or trimmed up. I sort of like the look of their pussies," Henry confessed softly.

"Really? Shaved?" Evelyn asked, "Would you like to trim mine then?"

"You would let me?" asked an incredulous Henry.

"Well maybe not shaved, but you could trim me up with some scissors to start with," she answered, "No permanent harm in that."

She stood up and opened a drawer under the kitchen bench. She returned to the bed and lay down.

"Go to it," she said handing the small metal scissors to Henry.

Henry gently fluffed up her bush with his fingers and tentatively snipped the first of her curls off. He pulled the waste paper basket closer and dropped the hair into it. In the next five minutes he clipped her triangle of hair back to as close to her skin as he could safely manage. Ultimately it was a fairly uniform length. Now he lifted and parted her legs exposing her labia.

"Could I just shave down around you lower pussy lips, Evee? It would look much nicer than I could do with the scissors," he asked her.

She nodded her agreement and Henry scurried down to the tiny bathroom in the back of the van to obtain his razor.

He also returned with a damp face cloth and moistened the course hairs on her pussy lips.

"Okay keep still and I'll be finished in a moment," Henry said.

Carefully starting level with her clitoris he shaved from the crease of her leg across to her inner lips. He shaved like this all the way down to her anus being careful to remove every hair. He then repeated the procedure on the other side of her pussy.

He now just did a bit of a touch up around her clitoris with the razor to tidy up a little and then he wiped her clean with the wash cloth.

He looked down at his handy work. Although she wasn't clean shaven she was close to bald. He thought she looked very sexy.

"Finished," he said.

Evelyn hunched up and tried to get a look at her self.

She took the scissors and cloth off of him and stood up. She now looked at herself in the mirror on the door of the cupboard.

She parted her legs and lifted one up so she could see herself better.

"It's different," she said.

Evelyn went to the sink and rinsed the cloth. She wiped her pussy and then rinsed the cloth again. She repeated the wipe and then waved her hand in front of herself to try and dry her crotch.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"I think you look fantastic," he said as he reached out with his hands and pulled her towards himself by the hips.

He opened his mouth and stretched it over her slit. His mouth cover her clit and labia. It felt very different in his mouth.

Evelyn parted her legs and pressed him into herself.

She felt her clitoris leave its little hood and press against her husbands tongue. It made her stagger a little as she tried to press into him harder.

She had not been eaten out for years. The removal of the hair around her clitoris and vaginal opening had made her pubic area more sensitive. She wanted more of Henry than she could get standing up. She lay down next to him and pulled his head into her groin giving him no choice in the matter. She wanted to be licked, eaten and maybe even fucked again.

Henry tasted himself on his wife's pussy. His cum was still seeping from her. He had never licked her after shooting his load into her before. The smell of sex was strong. The taste was not too unpleasant. He licked from down near her anus up each side of her pussy along the now smooth labia. It was like no licking he'd ever given her before. She was so smooth on his tongue. It made him horny to think that she was enjoying him so much. As he licked her, his hand went to his cock and he stroked himself. His other hand found her breast and played with her nipple.

Evelyn felt him licking behind her vagina. She didn't know if it was her new found baldness or something else, but she was extremely turned on by the proximity of her husband's tongue to her anus. The next time Henry started his tongue stroke down there, she lifted her ass a little and his tongue touched her anus. It sent jolts through her and made her coo loudly.

Henry felt the wrinkled skin of her anus on his tongue and instantly noticed her jump and heard her vocalize. Again he licked down there and this time Evelyn curled up a little so that her brown rosebud was more accessible to his oral exploration. Henry now made her ass hole his focus. The pretense that his initial anal stimulation was accidental was now gone. His hand left Evelyn's breast and with his thumb he rubbed her clit. His tongue was now exclusively working around her ass hole.

Evelyn had never let Henry touch her ass hole. She now let another of her taboos go. She raised her ass to his tongue and just enjoyed his wet tongue rubbing over her soft skin. She wanted more but didn't want to ask him to penetrate her with his tongue. She was afraid that might be just a step too far for Henry. All she could do was loosen her muscle, present herself to him and hope he would be adventurous.

Henry lapped at her ass. He pushed on the center of her anus with a pointed tongue and felt her open slightly. She moaned loudly. He'd never tasted her ass before. He was finding her smooth hairless skin and his first real anal experience exciting. His cock was hard again. He hadn't had two erections this close together for years.

He pushed his tongue against her ass hole and entered her.

Evelyn felt his tongue work its way past the entry to her ass. She felt it squirm around inside her. His thumb was working on her clit and again she had that feeling that an orgasm was building. She wanted to be fucked but didn't want the anal stimulation to stop.

"Are you hard again, Henry?" she asked.

"Yes Evee," he answered.

"Wait on then," she said as she rolled over and then raised herself onto her knees.

"Put your dick in my pussy and play with my butt with a finger please," she instructed softly.

Henry crawled forward on his knees and lined up his cock with the entrance to her cunt. He slipped his cock into her dripping tunnel and thrust deeply a couple of times. He wet his index finger with spit. Gently and tentatively he placed his finger on her puckered ass hole.

Evelyn stopped moving on his cock when she felt his finger approach her ass hole.

"Be careful, Henry," she said.

Henry slowly pressed against the ring of muscle. He felt her relax so withdrew his finger and then pushed again. His finger disappeared to the first knuckle. He thrust his cock into her a couple of times and held his finger where it was. He felt her loosen so withdrew his finger and then pushed in again. Now he was in up to his second knuckle. Again, he moved his cock in and out of her pussy. This time when he held his cock in her and his finger was in her ass half its length, he was sure he could feel his cock with his finger through the thin membrane separating her two orifices.

He withdrew his finger and spit on it again. Evelyn's ass was now loosened so he pushed his lubricated finger in its full length.

Evelyn was enjoying being anally fingered. It hurt a little initially but now it was very pleasant indeed. She could feel Henry's cock filling her cunt and his finger stretching her asshole. She rocked forward then pushed back on to her husband. It was like nothing she had experienced before.

"You just keep still, Henry. Let me fuck you," she gasped.

She now rocked back and forwards at will. Her orgasm building all the time.

Henry watched as Evelyn moved off his cock and finger and then push back onto him. It was such a hot sight.

'What has come over her? Anal sex. At least I won't die wondering now,' Henry thought.

Evelyn was moaning loudly. Her climax built deep within her and then burst through her whole pelvic area. She pushed back on Henry and actually stood up on her knees to force his finger deeper into her anus. She wished it was his cock up her ass. She pinched her nipple with her finger and the thrill she got from her first orgasm with her ass hole full was so intense she was sure she wanted to explore more of this.

Henry pushed his finger into Evelyn as deeply as he could. He could feel her muscles encircling his finger as she orgasmed. He had never seen her climax twice before. She rarely came once. He came again shortly after she did. His ejaculation was not as strong or copious as his earlier one, but it was just as satisfying to him. 

As his cock softened, he slipped from her pussy and pulled his finger from her ass. He lowered his head and covered her ass with his mouth. He sucked on her until he felt her muscle tighten.

Evelyn lay down on her front.

"Henry, that was unreal," she sighed, " I don't know what has come over me but I hope it lasts a little bit longer."

They lay naked on the bed together as the sun dipped down and darkness loomed on this warm November night. Henry and Evelyn cuddled each other and talked about sex for the next hour or so. They had the frankest, most open discussion on the subject they'd ever had. They both agreed that they still both wanted to enjoy themselves and that they didn't know why they had stopped having sex. Evelyn blamed herself for not being interested. Henry said it was a two way thing. One thing was for sure. Their short holiday had opened their eyes to a new way of looking at sex.