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The weeks past, lambing soon dribbled to an end, sex between the threesome had waned a little, the first flush having passed, but it did still happen reasonably frequently, Jay being still the energetic younger man, and supplying a sexual energy to the trio that would otherwise be absent.
Joe fit though he was, always finding the sleep patterns of the long lambing nights tiring, especially towards the end of the season. Pam just revelled in the attentions of the younger man, never once forgetting Joe, though they all knew that she would never desert the older man, the love of her life. In fact, she had on numerous occasions stated that though she loved the sex, it was just that…sex, not love, just sex, a comment which both men agreed with and revelled in!
The two teams, having been neck and neck this year in lambing numbers, within a dozen lambs, so old Jenkins, the farmer, declared the job a tie and it being a record year, they all, (that`s the whole 6man farm staff,) were invited to “a bit of a doo” on him, at the Lion and Unicorn. Wives and girlfriends were invited, which left Jay with a problem, not wishing to appear as the odd one out, his wife having abandoned ship and he secretly sharing Pam and not wishing that to become common knowledge. [though in rural communities such as this, that was very wishful thinking!]
Pam ever resourceful called her niece, a sensible lass and a farmworkers daughter, married, though her hubby, Titch, having been disabled and declared both mentally and physically paraplegic after his tractor turned over two years ago. He was still in hospital and sadly would never return home due to the level of care he now needed.
Pam arranged for the younger woman to come and have a couple of weeks holiday with her, not of course mentioning the end of season meal. Thus, it was that Tina, arrived at the local station on a warm dry Thursday in early May, Pam collected her in Joe`s elderly morris, and she was soon sitting with a brew of tea in their kitchen. A tall girl, robust but shapely in her mid30`s, fair of hair but not the prettiest of women it must be said, her face in addition furrowed by the worries of the last two years terrible occurrences’ Pam brewed the inevitable tea, the men being out on the farm somewhere working it was an ideal time to chat, and like 99% of all women chat they did, catching up by working through the usual subjects of family, fixing the countries problems, finance and finally, fornication! It was the last that came up that was most interesting for Pam, it was she that had slid it into the conversation, and it was she that looked sympathetically at her niece, asking if she had considered cheating. To that Tina laughed, saying she had not only “considered it, she had ‘got the tea shirt’ when it had happened a few times before the accident, saying she and Titch had been swingers, he, having a high sex drive and a big tool,” but in her words “her and being an `ugly-baggage’ it wasn’t easy on her own!”
In Honestly Pam understood, but she couldn’t say that could she, so laughed it off, saying “she shouldn’t put herself down as she had a fair body!” and men looked lower than the face and randy men more-so! They both laughed as Tina said, “she could but hope, despite her being here on a remote farm!”
Just then they heard the tractor pause outside to drop off the men folk and Pam began pouring mugs of tea for the two men, who crashed in through the door eager for something hot and wet.
Introductions and the tea drunk, Jay went off to clean up as did Joe, and the women turned to preparing the veg to accompany the pie that had been smelling wonderful since Tina had arrived.
Over the meal washed down with bottles of the local brew, the two singles got to know one another a little, After the meal and before Jay toddled off home, the lambing doo was mentioned, and them both being single and available, Jay asked Tina to accompany him. So far so good Tina accepting his offer and began smiling for the first time since she had arrived and after the washing up, the remaining three collapsing in front of the telly in the front room Tina casually mentioning her becoming homeless in a few weeks as it was a tythe cottage and with Titch not now working for the farm they needed the house for his replacement.
Titch had been the love of her life, but now he was a shell she said, not even recognising her, bedridden and comatose. She had had to stop visiting him as for her it was just too upsetting, and she had been advised by the hospital staff not to visit as it Titch, unsettled her and it meant so little to him, and never would ever again. Tears fell, Pam doing her best to console the younger woman, they were soon off to bed, tomorrow being another working day for Joe.
To Jays disappointment, they had left her to sleep in, going through the usual breakfast routine, the two men trudging off through the morning mist dinner bags in hands as Pam began her household chores, feeding the hens, the ducks, Jay`s dog and finally herself.
Come mid-morning a tousled Tina appeared, saying she felt better for a good sleep. Over her breakfast and for Pam coffee, she asked about Jay, remarking that he was a fast worker, inviting her to the `do’ so quickly after meeting her. Pam laughed, and with a wide grin said that “perhaps it was fate, as he`s looking for a regular woman!” then unthinking, she chuckled as she rose to attend to something at her sink, that “he`s a randy young man and well-endowed too!”, which had Tina`s jaw dropping as she realised the implications of what her aunt had said.
“Oh, really, you speak from experience then?” she asked, causing Pam to turn, blushing, realising her slip. Lisa began to laugh, then said “your face says it all!” she then asked if Joe knew? Adding “don’t worry if he doesn’t I can keep a secret.” Pam realising the game was up, refilled their cups, and saying secrets were not necessary, sat to explained the whole story, glad to be able to share her guilty secret with another woman she could trust.
Tina sat quietly letting her aunt unload her story, an appreciative grin widening on her face with every sentence, quietly encouraging the older woman to tell all about Jay, his wife, his life and the triangular set up with him and Joe remarking that she had expected her time here with them would be a staid and quiet break, but now she was already hopefully imagining some real fun and games!
The day passed for the two women in chatter, and with taking an afternoon walk with Jay`s dog, then returning to prepare the meal for the ever-hungry men, again they heard the tractor pause outside and in came the men thirsty and tired from whatever they had been doing. Tea drunk and dog at heel, off went jay to wash up.
Over tea Pam noticed subtle changes in her niece, who was more interested in everything Jay had to say, hanging on his every word. Amongst other things Jay mentioned that he had a sick ram that needed drenching, and he was going to wander over after the meal and do the necessary, and it would give the dog some exercise, he not having worked sheep much lately, Lisa saying she had always wanted to work a sheepdog, and being invited to join him. Pam saw the twinkle in her eye and Believing it was probably a ploy, said nothing, just smiling as she served the afters.
It was fully 7o`clock when Jay set off to the lambing pens, Tina and the dog with him and the medication in its big bottle safe in his pocket, the sun still warm he explained the calls to the dog, as they walked Tina trying out the various calls and the bright dog doing all the work as they crossed the big open meadow.
They approached the field, and Jay pointed out the particular ram he wanted to fetch into the lambing shed, Tina managed to get the a****l cut out of the group using the dog and her carefully positioned self. It was no polished performance but with Jays help the a****l was driven to the pens and secured.
He applauded the performance, saying it was a good first attempt, then with a skill of years of experience caught the a****l and in milli-seconds had it sat up against his legs helpless, he shoved the open drench bottle deep in the a****l`s throat, forcing it to swallow the medication. Released, the ram shook his head and wandered to the other end of the pen. They sat watching the b**st and chatting about farm work, sheep, her experience, which was mostly with cattle, and generally getting to know one another. It was then she asked why he had asked her to the doo, saying she was an ugly baggage not a lot of men would have done so and he had surprised her with his answer, taking her back a little, it being so honest!
He said, “look lass, here in this village there are three elidable girls, two are hunting husbands just so they don’t have to work and one is a whore and I suspect ever more will be a man couldn’t trust a woman like that. Then you breeze in, nice body, and ok, your boat-race may not be the most fab, but you are not ugly, and your aunt told me you haven’t had sex for about a year!” he laughed and then added, “and of course the dog likes you and he`s a good judge of character!”
He began to grin and she playfully hit him on the shoulder. She was about to speak when holding her arms, he kissed her hard on the mouth. For a second she resisted instinctively, then with a shrug she melted into his arms and they slid from the bale they were sitting on to the floor. The next hour saw her two-year lack of sex, fully compensated for! Jay filling her body twice without a pause and she, enjoying so many orgasms, she had lost count. All hard, missionary sex, no frills, no finesse just simple hard banging sex that they both needed, after which they lay in the clean straw, the bored dog at their feet as the last rays of the sun dropped behind the trees. Together they dressed as the temperature dropping rapidly without the sun`s rays, Jay ever the shepherd put water for the ram in the pen and together hand in hand they returned to the house.
Pam and Joe watching the television, called from the sitting room that the kettle had just boiled and soon, tea in hand they joined the older couple. Nothing was said for a while the show they were watching nearly over. In the next advert break Pam said, “oh been rolling in the straw have we,” which got Joes interest and had the girl red and sputtering “just how the hell did you know that?”
Pam laughed, then with a broad smile said “well, firstly it usually takes Jay about half an hour to drench a ram, and even with teaching you to control the dog over three hours is a bit OTT, secondly you have straw in your hair, and thirdly the crutch of your jeans looks wet! And if I know Mr screw-anyone Jay, it`s his!” Then they started to laugh at the girl`s blushing embarrassment.
Jay just sat silently smiling, then with a chuckle he grunted, “eye and very good she was!” then as her blushing got worse added, “I meant controlling the dog!” the Freudian slip had everyone laughing, and Pam saying to her niece that “it`s no big deal girl, I took a bet with my Joe that before you returned randy features here would have tupped you!”
Lisa remarked that it “made her look a right randy cow!” and that she “felt a bit guilty now her husband being as he is”, but it had been so long since she had had any that she just had let herself go to which Pam ever the mother figure said that as long as it was just sex, she thought Titch would not have minded adding it did a body good to enjoy a bit now and then. Joe adding that “he was always available if she needed an older man,” to which Lisa replied that she would bear it in mind if ever she got really desperate again” which brought grins to them all as Joe in a mock hurt voice, said, “Oh that’s nice that is, past it am I?” Lisa took his hand keeping a straight face then to, every-one`s surprise she said in a mocking voice “perhaps” And that “as it was another working day tomorrow and they had better get to bed especially at your age Joe you need the sleep!” which made them all laugh and with that the evening ended.
The dawn arrived as all English summer days of late, the men donned raincoats after breakfast, took their dinner bags and went on their way knowing on their return they would need drying out.
The women having breakfasted found that with two of them the housework was soon done, and they were sat before the kitchen fire dog at heel large pot of tea well in time for elevenses.
The old dog nuzzling at Lisa`s leg in a most friendly way, “Bloody hell that dog has his masters randy ways,” Pam exclaimed,” he`s got the lipstick out for you straight away!”
Lisa asked if Pam had ever had any ‘excitement’ with a dog, Pam colouring up a little but reluctantly admitting that their old dog had ‘given her a lick or two’ when he was alive, and she had missed it she admitted. Lisa grinned and said” her Titch, had loved to watch their Alsatian take her, he had trained it to work to a command!” She didn’t know what she would do without it these last few months, as she was a randy cow who needed sex regularly, and she was loath to lose the a****l but when she moved it would have to go as she saw no way to keep the b**st.
Lisa, all the while fondling the shepherds dog round his head and ears, Pam being Pam licking her lips said she, “would ask Joe if he would have another dog, rather than the thing being re-homed, and all that training wasted!” They began to laugh. When there moment was interrupted by the postman, the usual quick chit chat and he was away. Lisa remarking, after he had gone about his delicate hands… which had pam laughing, and saying that “the last one ran off with Jay`s misses, so this time the local postmaster got one who was queer…” she drew breath, then continued that “it `ain`t been that successful though, as he`s just given in his notice, as he`s going off to get married to a vicar from Canterbury! There were peals of laughter, then the women began reading the mail. Sadly, one was a redirected one to Lisa, it was from the hospital and a bulky document, her neighbour having sent it on as it looked urgent and important.
Her face crumbled as she read deeper and deeper in the long document. She began to cry, quietly, which Pam, quickly noticed and placed her arm around the now sobbing woman. The document was passed for Pam to read; it was not happy reading. The first section was some surgeons report`s on Titch, basically it said there was no hope, he had slipped into a c***, and was not expected to return to this world, the centre section said in effect that she should consider switching off his life support system, and the rest was the various permissions and so on.
It was a sober faced pair that donned their coats and took Jays old dog on a long, wet walk to clear their heads. Nothing was said on the subject of Titch, Lisa, knowing her husband`s thoughts on the subject and silently on her return filling in the form and having put it in its pre-paid envelope, she stood it against the bread bin to await the effeminate postman`s collection the following day.
Reinforced by lashings of tea, and the friendly supportive atmosphere, the two women began to prepare tea, the decision made, and the death sentence stood on the sideboard, the spectre at the feast. Pam lit the fire in the sitting room, ready for the evening. The men soon appeared, wet to their skins, eager for hot baths, and filling with something good and warming. So leaving Lisa to lay the table, Pam nipping in next-door to Jay suggesting to fore-warn him that it would be a fine evening to play a little and keep the other woman`s mind occupied and why…naturally he jumped at the chance once more. Then she went up to her own husband to pre-warn him of the subject to be avoided,
The meal over the men sprawled on the two armchairs, the women on the sofa in the sitting room, sadly the days exertions the heavy meal and the warmth soon had the two men fast asleep, not what Pam had hoped for at all.
Lisa still looked a little tearful, so Pam first put a comforting arm around the younger woman, that led to a kiss, and before they knew it hands were roaming under workaday clothing and the worries of the day were in another land. Perhaps a half hour of gentle caresses ensued, then by mutual consent, the two women rose and tiptoed from the room, as their men-folk snored on,
In the unlit kitchen, full bodied hugs were exchanged, kisses more sexual than comforting became the norm, and clothing began to shed as each woman explored the other. The dog looked on perhaps hopefully perhaps warily, at the two women behaving like schoolgirls, giggling and kissing alternately.
Fingers hardened by years of work running gently over soft pliant teats, slithering over butter-soft buttocks, caressing and promising love. Neither seemed in an urgent rush to touch one another between the legs, perhaps a step too far, lips welded together, the moment theirs, none else in the world existing, no mortal thing to distract, it was just woman on woman, lip on lip hand on tender skin.
They knew instinctively the moment had arrived, Lisa leaning her body against that huge old table Pam slipping her hand over the younger woman`s pubes, soft but wiry, neat and clipped, the walking fingers found the labia, soft deep and wet, probed for the hidden hooded button she knew would be the key. A long deep groan escaped Lisa`s lips as she clung to the older woman`s shoulders, kissed at her ears, her mouth, her eyelids, each with a smother of soft flitting kisses, as the feelings ran through her body from those electric touches.
Pam knelt, her tongue finding its target, lapping at the hidden clit, flipping at the nub, each touch sending her niece further into orbit, Pam became aware of as cold nose touching her backside, then a warm rough tongue lapping at her, the dog had silently come behind her and begun lapping at her bent body, she did not deter his long tongue, slipping her left arm between her legs and holding herself open with her fingers to make herself more available
The warm tongue found the source of the nectar, each lap adding to her frustration, generating more slippery pre-cum, each slurp spurring her own tongue deeper into her niece. Suddenly it was there, a climax of mega levels flowing through each of the women like an electric current, muscles stiffened, buttocks clenched, breath deep and heavy, Pam collapsing onto the carpet, the dog becoming aware of a second well of this nectar, moving to Lisa and beginning once more to lap at the well, which raised the woman into a second -level of orgasm, one that she had not achieved for some months. The dog now well aroused, his long hard tool stiff and exposed, eager to make one of the women his bitch, Pam realising his needs turned onto her knees, and he diverted himself onto her back in a flash, a few quick stabs, and instinct had his tool embedder in pam before you could say knife. It was hard brutal stuff, front paws scrabbling for purchase, hips thrusting hard and fast, the tool deep into his bitch, sweat and drool wetting her back, then came the knot, filling her orifice, stretching her sex, sealing her guts from leaks, as she began to tremble, her body filling with hot spend as he transferred his seed from balls to bitch. Her belly swelling yet more, would he ever stop filling her, her sex screaming of its overload, belly ballooning, with every squirt, the it all stopped, silence bar from the dogs panting and -moments past, then she felt things ease, a moment more and the tool fell away seed spewing onto the carpet from the violated woman, aunt and niece both breathing heavily.
The sated a****l collapsed in the corner, Pam still seeping fluids stood on wobbly legs, a few seconds work collected their clothing and then she staggered of to the bathroom helped up the stairs by her niece, she sat and drained herself then they both washed and silently donned their PJ`s, then they returned to the sitting room fireside. Neither man had moved or shown signs of being awake, snores still rent the air.
Together the women called the two breadwinners a cup of tea apiece and after the four staggered away to bed. Another day had past.
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The weeks past, lambing soon dribbled to an end, sex between the threesome had waned a little, the first flush having passed, but it did still happen reasonably frequently, Jay being still the energetic younger man, and supplying a sexual energy to the trio that would otherwise be absent.
Joe fit though he was, always finding the sleep patterns of the long lambing nights tiring, especially towards the end of the season. Pam just revelled in the attentions of the younger man, never once forgetting Joe, though they all knew that she would never desert the older man, the love of her life. In fact, she had on numerous occasions stated that though she loved the sex, it was just that…sex, not love, just sex, a comment which both men agreed with and revelled in!
The two teams, having been neck and neck this year in lambing numbers, within a dozen lambs, so old Jenkins, the farmer, declared the job a tie and it being a record year, they all, (that`s the whole 6man farm staff,) were invited to “a bit of a doo” on him, at the Lion and Unicorn. Wives and girlfriends were invited, which left Jay with a problem, not wishing to appear as the odd one out, his wife having abandoned ship and he secretly sharing Pam and not wishing that to become common knowledge. [though in rural communities such as this, that was very wishful thinking!]
Pam ever resourceful called her niece, a sensible lass and a farmworkers daughter, married, though her hubby, Titch, having been disabled and declared both mentally and physically paraplegic after his tractor turned over two years ago. He was still in hospital and sadly would never return home due to the level of care he now needed.
Pam arranged for the younger woman to come and have a couple of weeks holiday with her, not of course mentioning the end of season meal. Thus, it was that Tina, arrived at the local station on a warm dry Thursday in early May, Pam collected her in Joe`s elderly morris, and she was soon sitting with a brew of tea in their kitchen. A tall girl, robust but shapely in her mid30`s, fair of hair but not the prettiest of women it must be said, her face in addition furrowed by the worries of the last two years terrible occurrences’ Pam brewed the inevitable tea, the men being out on the farm somewhere working it was an ideal time to chat, and like 99% of all women chat they did, catching up by working through the usual subjects of family, fixing the countries problems, finance and finally, fornication! It was the last that came up that was most interesting for Pam, it was she that had slid it into the conversation, and it was she that looked sympathetically at her niece, asking if she had considered cheating. To that Tina laughed, saying she had not only “considered it, she had ‘got the tea shirt’ when it had happened a few times before the accident, saying she and Titch had been swingers, he, having a high sex drive and a big tool,” but in her words “her and being an `ugly-baggage’ it wasn’t easy on her own!”
In Honestly Pam understood, but she couldn’t say that could she, so laughed it off, saying “she shouldn’t put herself down as she had a fair body!” and men looked lower than the face and randy men more-so! They both laughed as Tina said, “she could but hope, despite her being here on a remote farm!”
Just then they heard the tractor pause outside to drop off the men folk and Pam began pouring mugs of tea for the two men, who crashed in through the door eager for something hot and wet.
Introductions and the tea drunk, Jay went off to clean up as did Joe, and the women turned to preparing the veg to accompany the pie that had been smelling wonderful since Tina had arrived.
Over the meal washed down with bottles of the local brew, the two singles got to know one another a little, After the meal and before Jay toddled off home, the lambing doo was mentioned, and them both being single and available, Jay asked Tina to accompany him. So far so good Tina accepting his offer and began smiling for the first time since she had arrived and after the washing up, the remaining three collapsing in front of the telly in the front room Tina casually mentioning her becoming homeless in a few weeks as it was a tythe cottage and with Titch not now working for the farm they needed the house for his replacement.
Titch had been the love of her life, but now he was a shell she said, not even recognising her, bedridden and comatose. She had had to stop visiting him as for her it was just too upsetting, and she had been advised by the hospital staff not to visit as it Titch, unsettled her and it meant so little to him, and never would ever again. Tears fell, Pam doing her best to console the younger woman, they were soon off to bed, tomorrow being another working day for Joe.
To Jays disappointment, they had left her to sleep in, going through the usual breakfast routine, the two men trudging off through the morning mist dinner bags in hands as Pam began her household chores, feeding the hens, the ducks, Jay`s dog and finally herself.
Come mid-morning a tousled Tina appeared, saying she felt better for a good sleep. Over her breakfast and for Pam coffee, she asked about Jay, remarking that he was a fast worker, inviting her to the `do’ so quickly after meeting her. Pam laughed, and with a wide grin said that “perhaps it was fate, as he`s looking for a regular woman!” then unthinking, she chuckled as she rose to attend to something at her sink, that “he`s a randy young man and well-endowed too!”, which had Tina`s jaw dropping as she realised the implications of what her aunt had said.
“Oh, really, you speak from experience then?” she asked, causing Pam to turn, blushing, realising her slip. Lisa began to laugh, then said “your face says it all!” she then asked if Joe knew? Adding “don’t worry if he doesn’t I can keep a secret.” Pam realising the game was up, refilled their cups, and saying secrets were not necessary, sat to explained the whole story, glad to be able to share her guilty secret with another woman she could trust.
Tina sat quietly letting her aunt unload her story, an appreciative grin widening on her face with every sentence, quietly encouraging the older woman to tell all about Jay, his wife, his life and the triangular set up with him and Joe remarking that she had expected her time here with them would be a staid and quiet break, but now she was already hopefully imagining some real fun and games!
The day passed for the two women in chatter, and with taking an afternoon walk with Jay`s dog, then returning to prepare the meal for the ever-hungry men, again they heard the tractor pause outside and in came the men thirsty and tired from whatever they had been doing. Tea drunk and dog at heel, off went jay to wash up.
Over tea Pam noticed subtle changes in her niece, who was more interested in everything Jay had to say, hanging on his every word. Amongst other things Jay mentioned that he had a sick ram that needed drenching, and he was going to wander over after the meal and do the necessary, and it would give the dog some exercise, he not having worked sheep much lately, Lisa saying she had always wanted to work a sheepdog, and being invited to join him. Pam saw the twinkle in her eye and Believing it was probably a ploy, said nothing, just smiling as she served the afters.
It was fully 7o`clock when Jay set off to the lambing pens, Tina and the dog with him and the medication in its big bottle safe in his pocket, the sun still warm he explained the calls to the dog, as they walked Tina trying out the various calls and the bright dog doing all the work as they crossed the big open meadow.
They approached the field, and Jay pointed out the particular ram he wanted to fetch into the lambing shed, Tina managed to get the a****l cut out of the group using the dog and her carefully positioned self. It was no polished performance but with Jays help the a****l was driven to the pens and secured.
He applauded the performance, saying it was a good first attempt, then with a skill of years of experience caught the a****l and in milli-seconds had it sat up against his legs helpless, he shoved the open drench bottle deep in the a****l`s throat, forcing it to swallow the medication. Released, the ram shook his head and wandered to the other end of the pen. They sat watching the b**st and chatting about farm work, sheep, her experience, which was mostly with cattle, and generally getting to know one another. It was then she asked why he had asked her to the doo, saying she was an ugly baggage not a lot of men would have done so and he had surprised her with his answer, taking her back a little, it being so honest!
He said, “look lass, here in this village there are three elidable girls, two are hunting husbands just so they don’t have to work and one is a whore and I suspect ever more will be a man couldn’t trust a woman like that. Then you breeze in, nice body, and ok, your boat-race may not be the most fab, but you are not ugly, and your aunt told me you haven’t had sex for about a year!” he laughed and then added, “and of course the dog likes you and he`s a good judge of character!”
He began to grin and she playfully hit him on the shoulder. She was about to speak when holding her arms, he kissed her hard on the mouth. For a second she resisted instinctively, then with a shrug she melted into his arms and they slid from the bale they were sitting on to the floor. The next hour saw her two-year lack of sex, fully compensated for! Jay filling her body twice without a pause and she, enjoying so many orgasms, she had lost count. All hard, missionary sex, no frills, no finesse just simple hard banging sex that they both needed, after which they lay in the clean straw, the bored dog at their feet as the last rays of the sun dropped behind the trees. Together they dressed as the temperature dropping rapidly without the sun`s rays, Jay ever the shepherd put water for the ram in the pen and together hand in hand they returned to the house.
Pam and Joe watching the television, called from the sitting room that the kettle had just boiled and soon, tea in hand they joined the older couple. Nothing was said for a while the show they were watching nearly over. In the next advert break Pam said, “oh been rolling in the straw have we,” which got Joes interest and had the girl red and sputtering “just how the hell did you know that?”
Pam laughed, then with a broad smile said “well, firstly it usually takes Jay about half an hour to drench a ram, and even with teaching you to control the dog over three hours is a bit OTT, secondly you have straw in your hair, and thirdly the crutch of your jeans looks wet! And if I know Mr screw-anyone Jay, it`s his!” Then they started to laugh at the girl`s blushing embarrassment.
Jay just sat silently smiling, then with a chuckle he grunted, “eye and very good she was!” then as her blushing got worse added, “I meant controlling the dog!” the Freudian slip had everyone laughing, and Pam saying to her niece that “it`s no big deal girl, I took a bet with my Joe that before you returned randy features here would have tupped you!”
Lisa remarked that it “made her look a right randy cow!” and that she “felt a bit guilty now her husband being as he is”, but it had been so long since she had had any that she just had let herself go to which Pam ever the mother figure said that as long as it was just sex, she thought Titch would not have minded adding it did a body good to enjoy a bit now and then. Joe adding that “he was always available if she needed an older man,” to which Lisa replied that she would bear it in mind if ever she got really desperate again” which brought grins to them all as Joe in a mock hurt voice, said, “Oh that’s nice that is, past it am I?” Lisa took his hand keeping a straight face then to, every-one`s surprise she said in a mocking voice “perhaps” And that “as it was another working day tomorrow and they had better get to bed especially at your age Joe you need the sleep!” which made them all laugh and with that the evening ended.
The dawn arrived as all English summer days of late, the men donned raincoats after breakfast, took their dinner bags and went on their way knowing on their return they would need drying out.
The women having breakfasted found that with two of them the housework was soon done, and they were sat before the kitchen fire dog at heel large pot of tea well in time for elevenses.
The old dog nuzzling at Lisa`s leg in a most friendly way, “Bloody hell that dog has his masters randy ways,” Pam exclaimed,” he`s got the lipstick out for you straight away!”
Lisa asked if Pam had ever had any ‘excitement’ with a dog, Pam colouring up a little but reluctantly admitting that their old dog had ‘given her a lick or two’ when he was alive, and she had missed it she admitted. Lisa grinned and said” her Titch, had loved to watch their Alsatian take her, he had trained it to work to a command!” She didn’t know what she would do without it these last few months, as she was a randy cow who needed sex regularly, and she was loath to lose the a****l but when she moved it would have to go as she saw no way to keep the b**st.
Lisa, all the while fondling the shepherds dog round his head and ears, Pam being Pam licking her lips said she, “would ask Joe if he would have another dog, rather than the thing being re-homed, and all that training wasted!” They began to laugh. When there moment was interrupted by the postman, the usual quick chit chat and he was away. Lisa remarking, after he had gone about his delicate hands… which had pam laughing, and saying that “the last one ran off with Jay`s misses, so this time the local postmaster got one who was queer…” she drew breath, then continued that “it `ain`t been that successful though, as he`s just given in his notice, as he`s going off to get married to a vicar from Canterbury! There were peals of laughter, then the women began reading the mail. Sadly, one was a redirected one to Lisa, it was from the hospital and a bulky document, her neighbour having sent it on as it looked urgent and important.
Her face crumbled as she read deeper and deeper in the long document. She began to cry, quietly, which Pam, quickly noticed and placed her arm around the now sobbing woman. The document was passed for Pam to read; it was not happy reading. The first section was some surgeons report`s on Titch, basically it said there was no hope, he had slipped into a c***, and was not expected to return to this world, the centre section said in effect that she should consider switching off his life support system, and the rest was the various permissions and so on.
It was a sober faced pair that donned their coats and took Jays old dog on a long, wet walk to clear their heads. Nothing was said on the subject of Titch, Lisa, knowing her husband`s thoughts on the subject and silently on her return filling in the form and having put it in its pre-paid envelope, she stood it against the bread bin to await the effeminate postman`s collection the following day.
Reinforced by lashings of tea, and the friendly supportive atmosphere, the two women began to prepare tea, the decision made, and the death sentence stood on the sideboard, the spectre at the feast. Pam lit the fire in the sitting room, ready for the evening. The men soon appeared, wet to their skins, eager for hot baths, and filling with something good and warming. So leaving Lisa to lay the table, Pam nipping in next-door to Jay suggesting to fore-warn him that it would be a fine evening to play a little and keep the other woman`s mind occupied and why…naturally he jumped at the chance once more. Then she went up to her own husband to pre-warn him of the subject to be avoided,
The meal over the men sprawled on the two armchairs, the women on the sofa in the sitting room, sadly the days exertions the heavy meal and the warmth soon had the two men fast asleep, not what Pam had hoped for at all.
Lisa still looked a little tearful, so Pam first put a comforting arm around the younger woman, that led to a kiss, and before they knew it hands were roaming under workaday clothing and the worries of the day were in another land. Perhaps a half hour of gentle caresses ensued, then by mutual consent, the two women rose and tiptoed from the room, as their men-folk snored on,
In the unlit kitchen, full bodied hugs were exchanged, kisses more sexual than comforting became the norm, and clothing began to shed as each woman explored the other. The dog looked on perhaps hopefully perhaps warily, at the two women behaving like schoolgirls, giggling and kissing alternately.
Fingers hardened by years of work running gently over soft pliant teats, slithering over butter-soft buttocks, caressing and promising love. Neither seemed in an urgent rush to touch one another between the legs, perhaps a step too far, lips welded together, the moment theirs, none else in the world existing, no mortal thing to distract, it was just woman on woman, lip on lip hand on tender skin.
They knew instinctively the moment had arrived, Lisa leaning her body against that huge old table Pam slipping her hand over the younger woman`s pubes, soft but wiry, neat and clipped, the walking fingers found the labia, soft deep and wet, probed for the hidden hooded button she knew would be the key. A long deep groan escaped Lisa`s lips as she clung to the older woman`s shoulders, kissed at her ears, her mouth, her eyelids, each with a smother of soft flitting kisses, as the feelings ran through her body from those electric touches.
Pam knelt, her tongue finding its target, lapping at the hidden clit, flipping at the nub, each touch sending her niece further into orbit, Pam became aware of as cold nose touching her backside, then a warm rough tongue lapping at her, the dog had silently come behind her and begun lapping at her bent body, she did not deter his long tongue, slipping her left arm between her legs and holding herself open with her fingers to make herself more available
The warm tongue found the source of the nectar, each lap adding to her frustration, generating more slippery pre-cum, each slurp spurring her own tongue deeper into her niece. Suddenly it was there, a climax of mega levels flowing through each of the women like an electric current, muscles stiffened, buttocks clenched, breath deep and heavy, Pam collapsing onto the carpet, the dog becoming aware of a second well of this nectar, moving to Lisa and beginning once more to lap at the well, which raised the woman into a second -level of orgasm, one that she had not achieved for some months. The dog now well aroused, his long hard tool stiff and exposed, eager to make one of the women his bitch, Pam realising his needs turned onto her knees, and he diverted himself onto her back in a flash, a few quick stabs, and instinct had his tool embedder in pam before you could say knife. It was hard brutal stuff, front paws scrabbling for purchase, hips thrusting hard and fast, the tool deep into his bitch, sweat and drool wetting her back, then came the knot, filling her orifice, stretching her sex, sealing her guts from leaks, as she began to tremble, her body filling with hot spend as he transferred his seed from balls to bitch. Her belly swelling yet more, would he ever stop filling her, her sex screaming of its overload, belly ballooning, with every squirt, the it all stopped, silence bar from the dogs panting and -moments past, then she felt things ease, a moment more and the tool fell away seed spewing onto the carpet from the violated woman, aunt and niece both breathing heavily.
The sated a****l collapsed in the corner, Pam still seeping fluids stood on wobbly legs, a few seconds work collected their clothing and then she staggered of to the bathroom helped up the stairs by her niece, she sat and drained herself then they both washed and silently donned their PJ`s, then they returned to the sitting room fireside. Neither man had moved or shown signs of being awake, snores still rent the air.
Together the women called the two breadwinners a cup of tea apiece and after the four staggered away to bed. Another day had past.
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