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253. Just A Few Precious Months 6 free porn video
253. Just a few precious months 6
We had a call from Milligan,
he was involved with a complex case he couldn’t avoid and for him he was sorry, but June was out!
we asked Could he come this weekend then? Yes, he could and would if we didn’t mind… thus it was that his big old Jag bumped over our cattle grid on the next Friday evening.
Milligan, jumped out, an overweight, short old boy, who fitted behind the big oak desk in his office as though he was part of the scene. Here in the windswept garden he seemed out of place, though the whole idea of spanking Kelly and then sleeping with her had peeled back the years and he seemed younger somehow.
We shook hands and I said, “how glad I was that he could come,” and his smile lit his face up with the cry that “the pleasure was all his belive me…”
I bet it was.
Kelly dressed for a change, exchanged kisses then took his hand, saying; she was happy enough to let him do as he wished to her but had had enough of being secured on hands and knees over the coffee table, as her knees where still aching from last weekend, (she did not enlighten him as to what had gone on) but she smiled as he asked if “she wanted to be spanked, outdoors, here, and now it being a fine evening and he being eager! she laughed and said “he was keen!” but he said that “he had been restrained, and he had waited 10 years or more to get his hand on her pretty backside!”
In reply she turned to the car spread herself over the low bonnet and said, “go on then just a bit of a start now if it will make you happy!”
His belt was off, and it sizzled a couple of rapid strokes across her skirt before she was fully settled! She gasped, then the surprise of the pain got to her and she rubbed the affected area straightening up rapidly and swung to face the old chap, who by now was stood with a wide grin holding his bags up with his left hand while treading the belt once more with his right and muttering “just a couple to be going on with my dear!”
He had surprised us both with his speed and agility. Still grinning we went into the kitchen where he met Dennis once more and Nan for the first time. His eyes near popped out of his head and he said, “he was amazed at the calibre of women I had round me!” now that was a two-edged compliment if ever I had heard one, a comment typical of the legal mind!
We sat in the lounge overlooking a sparkling sea, together we had coffee, served by Nan, who`s every move had Milligan`s eyes fixed on her from entering to leaving!
Kelly in fact remarked on it saying she, “thought it was her he lusted after?” and he chuckled that, “He did but it was not exclusive, and he was still young at heart…!” then he added “my name by the way is John, as I hate just to be called Milligan!”
He asked about `the rules of engagement’, and she replied, that that rather depended on him, she was willing to try anything within reason, as she needed to condense whatever the rest of her life would have held into the next few months, and if that included being hurt then so be it, she wanted to let her friends enjoy her, and she owed him that much from the settlement of her parents estate and the control of her finances that had set us up so well here.” She waved her arm at the sparkling sea, as if she owned it and grinned, as if to say I am dying but in this wonderful place and thanks to you…
His smile was broad, and he shrugged the compliment off by saying that, “it was his job to look after his clients and her father had always been a good client!”
Just then Nan reappeared and asked if there was anything we especially fancied this weekend, for meals. Kelly made some suggestions greeted with nods of approval by us men and as Nan turned to go, Kelly said, “John here, has a thing about your body Nan, would you oblige him at some point over the weekend please and perhaps show him some of what he has on your menu now if you please”
Nan being Nan, didn`t turn a hair, she just turned, kept her face straight curtsied to Kelly and undid her blouse. Old John`s eyes bored into the black lacy bra like lasers, as she flipped her breasts over the lacy cups and stood with her tits out, waiting to be dismissed, which Kelly soon did, Nan nodding and saying, “she would look forward to entertaining the gentleman” then turning away leaving a speechless old boy, while gently closing the door quietly behind her! the whole episode must have taken but a minute, but I knew that image was burnt into Johns mind forever now, as his trousers were a tent.
He turned to Kelly and said, “thank you my dear, she is a hansom lady I hope I shall give satisfaction to you both.” Kelly suggested tonight he slept with Nan and tomorrow then could be with her, as he would last that bit longer, to which he thanked her warmly for being so generous“ as he wanted to be with you Kelly while your arse is warm from my ministrations as it had been his fantasy and had been for years,” she asked him to be exact and he said he wanted to hand spank her OTK then after to use his belt before having her,
She asked, “if he could swim? To which he said, “he could, though he was not a strong swimmer” she said she would “deem it a joy to have him skinny dip with her and Nan tomorrow, to fill the day, she would arrange for Nan to join them after the evening meal for his pleasure overnight!”
I thought the old boy was going to orgasm there and then, loving the whole idea, and thanking us both profusely.
The gong sounded, and we went down to eat, Dennis being away all weekend knowing his services would not be required, he was off to visit Jay as he did occasionally.
As usual the meal was magic, and John sat with a broad grin bemused at the knowledge that Nan was going to be in his bed that night and that he was going to achieve his greatest fantasy the very next day.
The meal over, while we still sat over the cheese board, Kelly told Nan that she would be “entertaining John that evening” and “swimming with them tomorrow before attending her punishment, and assisting as necessary.” To which came the reply of “thank you, mam, I will be happy to assist in any way I can!”
John thought all his birthdays had arrived at once, and we men retired to the lounge once more for coffee, neither of us being smokers or it would have been brandy and cigars and to discus, the legal side of what she laughingly called her endgame,
An hour passed, and John was not as helpful as I would have liked, sadly the law is quite specific and Killing someone even with the best intentions and to save them suffering is not accepted as an excuse in law and they categorise it as premeditated murder… which was to be avoided.
his advice was to cover our tracks well, she to leave a suicide note and to at least give the impression of her taking her own life. It was sound enough advice and left me with a lot to think about. He asked if we had a method in mind, but that too she had left to me though she had asked that it was not pills, or d**gs, but some method that would give the ultimate in last thrills and to be honest so far it had drawn a total blank.
He suggested “hanging as it would be easier to belive as suicide and would give the thrill of asphyxia, which he had heard was especially exciting.”
Well it was an option.
We were joined by both women and we dropped the subject, enjoying a sociable evening discussing the world, and how we would put it to rights, as well as having a sociable drink
At 11 we tottered off to our respective beds, John obviously by now itching to get Nan into a bed at least, Kelly and I enjoying an unexpected bonus night, her having got Nan to stand in for her with John.
I did breakfast next morning, Nan appearing apologetically to the sound of the gong, looking very tired, and saying that,” John may look old but Kelly`s arse was going to be red tonight if he went at her as hard as he had hammered at her!” the others joined us, and we enjoyed a good filling breakfast followed by a leisurely read of the newly delivered papers,
Then the irrepressible Kelly decided it was “swim time.”
She led John still in his PJ`s down to the pool, Nan and myself discretely following after we had tidied up the lounge, giving them time to have stripped off and slid into the water neither having seen one another naked before, Nan and I having been lovers on numerous occasions shed our clothes without a second thought, and jumped into the pool without a moment`s hesitation. We laughed played like c***dren, threw a ball even, more so that John and I had the joy of watching those fabulous jiggling tits than anything else …. We kissed, we mauled the girls about, we fingered them, and they groped us, it was all good clean not fun and we came out wrinkled and pliant after an hour or so.
Kelly said if it was to happen now was the time as she was at her tenderest…and he laughed asking where was best. We exchanged glances then led him and his victim to the play room collecting on his way a small suitcase from his room.
He sat in the chair and spent the next quarter of an hour warming her seat with his hand, her d****d willingly across his knee, she cried out a little and her seat went a warm pink.
Then he said if she was still game to let him he would like to get things more serious opening the case in which he has a school cane, two leather belts, and a wide strap.
She stood, kissed him and said very seriously,” I promised you and I won`t go back on a promise, but only one with that cane, the very last one, and I want Peter and Nan to hold my hands from the other side of the couch to hold ne down as you do it and you must promise to stop at the end of whatever number of strokes you draw from the jar, you may pick just one or if it’s a single figure a second, so the minimum will be three and the maximum 199 strokes god help me!”
But whatever happens, don’t spare me you must give the full number whatever it may be. He nodded our mouths turning dry as with that She produced a vase, a glass wide necked goldfish bowl style one that contained small bingo ball`s, she faced him and said, “close your eyes and draw.”
He reached in and drew a nine, she proffered the jar again and fetched out the thirty-two, she shrugged then said she needed to go to the toilet to pee first, but I told her she should have thought of that before, and that if she peed before the half way mark I would add another cane stroke to the menu and administer it myself to her tits.
She paled bit her lip then turned and very deliberately lay her top on the couch, Nan and I taking her wrists, and she, holding our wrists in turn in a gentle grip as she lowered her chin to the leather seat, her head back as she waited tensely for the first stroke to land.
John, wide strap in hand, began with regular strokes, telling Nan to keep count, 3, 4, he was not pulling his strokes either 6-7 her backside pink as the leather struck each time. He paused at 10 swapping belt for the next width down, tears were forming as she fought the desire to pee, and absorbed the pain that she was undoubtedly receiving, he began again, 11, -12- 13 nans voice echoing flatly round the chamber as she called every stroke at 16 she added “halfway” and with the next stroke my wife with a look of ecstasy released a stream of her water with a look of massive relief though now without the distraction we all knew the pain would be so much more intense. 10-20 again the pause to change belts this one a long thin strap of perhaps 1/22 width that we knew would be at best leaving stripes and welts at worse cuts, this one whistled as it descended, then smacked as it hit, causing her to jump and writhe as every strike was counted off ,by now tears and a shaking head, accompanied by a short involuntary scream was the norm, 28- 29—30, a pause then a last resounding smack of leather that took her by surprise 31. We all waited then the cane appeared in his hand and with a whistle it descended catching her at the base of the bubble but of her backside, and causing her nails to dig into our wrists in an alarming fashion, I was aware of Nans voice 32, as I surveyed the purple strap marks on her rump, in a fine pattern. we released her as John, in a somber mode put away his tools, saying that, “he was sad he would never get to ever do this again.” She stood still sobbing in a puddle of her own making as Nan sprayed the damaged area with a cooling spray of numbing anaesthetic, he then had her mop up as he said, “she had made the mess, then taking her hand he asked Nan if they could have something in their room on a tray in an hour, but not to disturb him till then as he was going to violate Kelly`s sex with my dick. Despite the pain. He felt he owed her that. He led Kelly away damp feet leaving a trail on the tiled corridor. Without a word, Nan and I made love on the couch in the position my wife had so recently vacated, it was intense and forceful.
Nan took them the tray and reported that my wife was weeping with him still deep into her bowels, as she placed the tray on the side, we watched on the computer, in the office, as time and again the old chap repeatedly filled her in a way most 17year olds would have been proud to achieve. We counted 4 orgasms, Nan saying he had been like that the night before! Then came a break for a snack. My lady refusing sustenance and laying wrecked and dozing, as he munched sandwiches and gulped coffee. He then calmly lay beside her and together they slept. Though he did take her again in the small hours, and again before breakfast.
He left after breakfast saying he wished us the best of luck with the endgame, and kissing both ladies passionately before he left wishing them all his best and hooting the horn like toad of toad hall as he crashed across the grid and vanished round the bend.
We had a call from Milligan,
he was involved with a complex case he couldn’t avoid and for him he was sorry, but June was out!
we asked Could he come this weekend then? Yes, he could and would if we didn’t mind… thus it was that his big old Jag bumped over our cattle grid on the next Friday evening.
Milligan, jumped out, an overweight, short old boy, who fitted behind the big oak desk in his office as though he was part of the scene. Here in the windswept garden he seemed out of place, though the whole idea of spanking Kelly and then sleeping with her had peeled back the years and he seemed younger somehow.
We shook hands and I said, “how glad I was that he could come,” and his smile lit his face up with the cry that “the pleasure was all his belive me…”
I bet it was.
Kelly dressed for a change, exchanged kisses then took his hand, saying; she was happy enough to let him do as he wished to her but had had enough of being secured on hands and knees over the coffee table, as her knees where still aching from last weekend, (she did not enlighten him as to what had gone on) but she smiled as he asked if “she wanted to be spanked, outdoors, here, and now it being a fine evening and he being eager! she laughed and said “he was keen!” but he said that “he had been restrained, and he had waited 10 years or more to get his hand on her pretty backside!”
In reply she turned to the car spread herself over the low bonnet and said, “go on then just a bit of a start now if it will make you happy!”
His belt was off, and it sizzled a couple of rapid strokes across her skirt before she was fully settled! She gasped, then the surprise of the pain got to her and she rubbed the affected area straightening up rapidly and swung to face the old chap, who by now was stood with a wide grin holding his bags up with his left hand while treading the belt once more with his right and muttering “just a couple to be going on with my dear!”
He had surprised us both with his speed and agility. Still grinning we went into the kitchen where he met Dennis once more and Nan for the first time. His eyes near popped out of his head and he said, “he was amazed at the calibre of women I had round me!” now that was a two-edged compliment if ever I had heard one, a comment typical of the legal mind!
We sat in the lounge overlooking a sparkling sea, together we had coffee, served by Nan, who`s every move had Milligan`s eyes fixed on her from entering to leaving!
Kelly in fact remarked on it saying she, “thought it was her he lusted after?” and he chuckled that, “He did but it was not exclusive, and he was still young at heart…!” then he added “my name by the way is John, as I hate just to be called Milligan!”
He asked about `the rules of engagement’, and she replied, that that rather depended on him, she was willing to try anything within reason, as she needed to condense whatever the rest of her life would have held into the next few months, and if that included being hurt then so be it, she wanted to let her friends enjoy her, and she owed him that much from the settlement of her parents estate and the control of her finances that had set us up so well here.” She waved her arm at the sparkling sea, as if she owned it and grinned, as if to say I am dying but in this wonderful place and thanks to you…
His smile was broad, and he shrugged the compliment off by saying that, “it was his job to look after his clients and her father had always been a good client!”
Just then Nan reappeared and asked if there was anything we especially fancied this weekend, for meals. Kelly made some suggestions greeted with nods of approval by us men and as Nan turned to go, Kelly said, “John here, has a thing about your body Nan, would you oblige him at some point over the weekend please and perhaps show him some of what he has on your menu now if you please”
Nan being Nan, didn`t turn a hair, she just turned, kept her face straight curtsied to Kelly and undid her blouse. Old John`s eyes bored into the black lacy bra like lasers, as she flipped her breasts over the lacy cups and stood with her tits out, waiting to be dismissed, which Kelly soon did, Nan nodding and saying, “she would look forward to entertaining the gentleman” then turning away leaving a speechless old boy, while gently closing the door quietly behind her! the whole episode must have taken but a minute, but I knew that image was burnt into Johns mind forever now, as his trousers were a tent.
He turned to Kelly and said, “thank you my dear, she is a hansom lady I hope I shall give satisfaction to you both.” Kelly suggested tonight he slept with Nan and tomorrow then could be with her, as he would last that bit longer, to which he thanked her warmly for being so generous“ as he wanted to be with you Kelly while your arse is warm from my ministrations as it had been his fantasy and had been for years,” she asked him to be exact and he said he wanted to hand spank her OTK then after to use his belt before having her,
She asked, “if he could swim? To which he said, “he could, though he was not a strong swimmer” she said she would “deem it a joy to have him skinny dip with her and Nan tomorrow, to fill the day, she would arrange for Nan to join them after the evening meal for his pleasure overnight!”
I thought the old boy was going to orgasm there and then, loving the whole idea, and thanking us both profusely.
The gong sounded, and we went down to eat, Dennis being away all weekend knowing his services would not be required, he was off to visit Jay as he did occasionally.
As usual the meal was magic, and John sat with a broad grin bemused at the knowledge that Nan was going to be in his bed that night and that he was going to achieve his greatest fantasy the very next day.
The meal over, while we still sat over the cheese board, Kelly told Nan that she would be “entertaining John that evening” and “swimming with them tomorrow before attending her punishment, and assisting as necessary.” To which came the reply of “thank you, mam, I will be happy to assist in any way I can!”
John thought all his birthdays had arrived at once, and we men retired to the lounge once more for coffee, neither of us being smokers or it would have been brandy and cigars and to discus, the legal side of what she laughingly called her endgame,
An hour passed, and John was not as helpful as I would have liked, sadly the law is quite specific and Killing someone even with the best intentions and to save them suffering is not accepted as an excuse in law and they categorise it as premeditated murder… which was to be avoided.
his advice was to cover our tracks well, she to leave a suicide note and to at least give the impression of her taking her own life. It was sound enough advice and left me with a lot to think about. He asked if we had a method in mind, but that too she had left to me though she had asked that it was not pills, or d**gs, but some method that would give the ultimate in last thrills and to be honest so far it had drawn a total blank.
He suggested “hanging as it would be easier to belive as suicide and would give the thrill of asphyxia, which he had heard was especially exciting.”
Well it was an option.
We were joined by both women and we dropped the subject, enjoying a sociable evening discussing the world, and how we would put it to rights, as well as having a sociable drink
At 11 we tottered off to our respective beds, John obviously by now itching to get Nan into a bed at least, Kelly and I enjoying an unexpected bonus night, her having got Nan to stand in for her with John.
I did breakfast next morning, Nan appearing apologetically to the sound of the gong, looking very tired, and saying that,” John may look old but Kelly`s arse was going to be red tonight if he went at her as hard as he had hammered at her!” the others joined us, and we enjoyed a good filling breakfast followed by a leisurely read of the newly delivered papers,
Then the irrepressible Kelly decided it was “swim time.”
She led John still in his PJ`s down to the pool, Nan and myself discretely following after we had tidied up the lounge, giving them time to have stripped off and slid into the water neither having seen one another naked before, Nan and I having been lovers on numerous occasions shed our clothes without a second thought, and jumped into the pool without a moment`s hesitation. We laughed played like c***dren, threw a ball even, more so that John and I had the joy of watching those fabulous jiggling tits than anything else …. We kissed, we mauled the girls about, we fingered them, and they groped us, it was all good clean not fun and we came out wrinkled and pliant after an hour or so.
Kelly said if it was to happen now was the time as she was at her tenderest…and he laughed asking where was best. We exchanged glances then led him and his victim to the play room collecting on his way a small suitcase from his room.
He sat in the chair and spent the next quarter of an hour warming her seat with his hand, her d****d willingly across his knee, she cried out a little and her seat went a warm pink.
Then he said if she was still game to let him he would like to get things more serious opening the case in which he has a school cane, two leather belts, and a wide strap.
She stood, kissed him and said very seriously,” I promised you and I won`t go back on a promise, but only one with that cane, the very last one, and I want Peter and Nan to hold my hands from the other side of the couch to hold ne down as you do it and you must promise to stop at the end of whatever number of strokes you draw from the jar, you may pick just one or if it’s a single figure a second, so the minimum will be three and the maximum 199 strokes god help me!”
But whatever happens, don’t spare me you must give the full number whatever it may be. He nodded our mouths turning dry as with that She produced a vase, a glass wide necked goldfish bowl style one that contained small bingo ball`s, she faced him and said, “close your eyes and draw.”
He reached in and drew a nine, she proffered the jar again and fetched out the thirty-two, she shrugged then said she needed to go to the toilet to pee first, but I told her she should have thought of that before, and that if she peed before the half way mark I would add another cane stroke to the menu and administer it myself to her tits.
She paled bit her lip then turned and very deliberately lay her top on the couch, Nan and I taking her wrists, and she, holding our wrists in turn in a gentle grip as she lowered her chin to the leather seat, her head back as she waited tensely for the first stroke to land.
John, wide strap in hand, began with regular strokes, telling Nan to keep count, 3, 4, he was not pulling his strokes either 6-7 her backside pink as the leather struck each time. He paused at 10 swapping belt for the next width down, tears were forming as she fought the desire to pee, and absorbed the pain that she was undoubtedly receiving, he began again, 11, -12- 13 nans voice echoing flatly round the chamber as she called every stroke at 16 she added “halfway” and with the next stroke my wife with a look of ecstasy released a stream of her water with a look of massive relief though now without the distraction we all knew the pain would be so much more intense. 10-20 again the pause to change belts this one a long thin strap of perhaps 1/22 width that we knew would be at best leaving stripes and welts at worse cuts, this one whistled as it descended, then smacked as it hit, causing her to jump and writhe as every strike was counted off ,by now tears and a shaking head, accompanied by a short involuntary scream was the norm, 28- 29—30, a pause then a last resounding smack of leather that took her by surprise 31. We all waited then the cane appeared in his hand and with a whistle it descended catching her at the base of the bubble but of her backside, and causing her nails to dig into our wrists in an alarming fashion, I was aware of Nans voice 32, as I surveyed the purple strap marks on her rump, in a fine pattern. we released her as John, in a somber mode put away his tools, saying that, “he was sad he would never get to ever do this again.” She stood still sobbing in a puddle of her own making as Nan sprayed the damaged area with a cooling spray of numbing anaesthetic, he then had her mop up as he said, “she had made the mess, then taking her hand he asked Nan if they could have something in their room on a tray in an hour, but not to disturb him till then as he was going to violate Kelly`s sex with my dick. Despite the pain. He felt he owed her that. He led Kelly away damp feet leaving a trail on the tiled corridor. Without a word, Nan and I made love on the couch in the position my wife had so recently vacated, it was intense and forceful.
Nan took them the tray and reported that my wife was weeping with him still deep into her bowels, as she placed the tray on the side, we watched on the computer, in the office, as time and again the old chap repeatedly filled her in a way most 17year olds would have been proud to achieve. We counted 4 orgasms, Nan saying he had been like that the night before! Then came a break for a snack. My lady refusing sustenance and laying wrecked and dozing, as he munched sandwiches and gulped coffee. He then calmly lay beside her and together they slept. Though he did take her again in the small hours, and again before breakfast.
He left after breakfast saying he wished us the best of luck with the endgame, and kissing both ladies passionately before he left wishing them all his best and hooting the horn like toad of toad hall as he crashed across the grid and vanished round the bend.
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