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186 Summer and the DVDS part E
It was a very long weekend, the youngsters being home, Summer and I itching to enjoy one another but unable to, so it was at breakfast on Monday, when Summer whispered that “she had thought of something and she would explain when I returned from the school run. Believe me I was soon home, she explained that firstly it was her period, and had been since Saturday, and secondly that it was about Gerald`s problem, during the weekend, she had, as women do, analysed all the facts that she knew, doubled it and divided by six coming up with a theory, which she promised to tell me about as and when I had answered all the probing questions she now threw at me.
They started with, “had I watched the films before and had I seen all of them?” “Well, no probably not all, the last few I explained I hadn’t watched at all as I saw that last one after which I couldn’t yet bring myself to watch the last few, before that, well she was teaching the masters young son about women and I wasn’t really into that.
Her next question was “Ok then as these films progress, do they get more and more involved?” And I answered; “Well yes each has its added extra, partly to excite me I am sure but partly as her desires grew.”
“What if she had started to teach young Gerry, it would fit as this problem, started 8 months ago and that was when we lost Trish, don’t you see it fits,” she enthused.
Trish! Of course!
“Well ok let`s go look at those last few films then,” she looked at me as if I was retarded. “No, you`re a dozy dipstick, the diary`s, let`s not waste the films, if we can avoid it, I`m enjoying them too much, if we can, let`s keep watching them in order, as we are, then they are fresh and a turn on but let`s read the diary`s, that is where the answer lies, I`d stake my life on it.”
I went next door and fetched the pile of book size diary`s, she fetched the deck chairs and we settled with a pot of coffee to read my late wife`s innermost secrets,
We divided them up the later ones nearer the time we wanted so we sorted out and took one each, soon finding bits that were relevant or perhaps just particularly fruity, reading them to one another as the
motorway hummed its noise above us as we sat, reading the pornographic out pouring`s of a sex-mad masochistic mind!
“If we re wrote this as a book it would out- run fifty shades in a trice, she chuckled! But all I could see in my mind was the slow decent of my lovely girlish wife to a depraved pain slut that was slowly running out of options, she, having tried most perversions, (and there were few that I knew she had not tried by then, believe me.) I came to the last diary which with a trembling hand I opened, a little afraid of what I would read, it was a large book type diary, as they all were, each day on a separate page.
By now it was dinnertime, Summer realising this book significance tactfully went to fetch some sandwiches, as I began that last book. Just after Christmas, she had had to have her beloved horse put down in the December and she was, you could tell still upset. We had decided to get Tina a pony, as a surprise, for that Christmas and there were odd entries about that, but then I hit pay dirt!
it read; `I think Gerry is in love with me, the questions he does ask, I seem to be his confessional, his dad had never sat him down, for the birds and bees, and is too shy with his mother but he wants to know. (‘well I understand that as he was only seven when the man left,)
Then a week later it said, `worried Gerry may m***** Tina in this rush to understand. The master has asked me again to show his own boy, so I suppose it will be down to me with him not that I have any choice, but Gerry is so close to home.’
Another few days and the entry read, that she was more worried about the lad, and that after he had sworn not to speak of it, she had allowed him to touch her bare breasts,
Then that next day`s entry, that; `Gerry had been unwell today and as Summer was out for an optician`s appointment I volunteered to look after the lad. We talked for some time, and he promised not to break his oath, so I let him find his way round my whole body, he loved it, and I did explain the full facts. He found marks on my breasts from the last session, and I had to explain that I loved pain but he must never tell anyone, the gang came home and as I dressed he asked if when he was better could he kiss me again soon.
A week later she put, `Took Gerry to the dentist for Summer, on the way home Gerry felt sick and we stopped by the river, for a while, and underlined it said; that boy is now a man`.
Another week of vanilla entries followed then it said, `off to the master tomorrow I love to wallow in the feelings of being used, and I hope tomorrow he treats me really badly, I feel I need it and I`ve promised Gerry as a treat he can see my marks so I hope they are vivid for him.
There was no entry next day but the one after said; yesterday master had me naked and hung up then he let his son find his way as Gerry had, after that he lay me on the coffee table, and allowed the lad to use me, and become a man, I was honoured to be his first. After that they used my crop on my belly, which took me over the top easily. Finally, they made me drink from their fountain`s before marking me hard again with the crop on my tits for young Gerry. I drove home hardly able to concentrate. Next day the entry said, Gerry was punished today by Summer for some homework he had not done, he was set to cleaning out the loose box, while the others took themselves to the library, on the new straw the lad enjoyed my marks fingering me to a cum with some strength.
A few days after there was an entry about Gerry that said he had had the cane at school, and that it was the first time and had enjoyed it so she suspected he had done it to try out the pain.
So now we knew,
The last relevant entry was the next month, it said; tomorrow I go to my master, he has he tells me a new whip a cutting single tail and wishes to use it on me to make me bleed. I am looking forward to that, ….
There were no more entries and it was on her way home after that day that she hit the truck and died instantly. What the coroner`s surgeon thought about her belly full of piss and her whip marks, I don’t know but the verdict of accidental death due to blood loss, said it all for me.
As I passed through her kitchen, I past the diary to Summer, saying I had to fetch the k**s, but she was to read that, and we must talk when I get home. Then I added, “oh and would you please marry me and soon, these k**s need stability!”
I left her gaping as I shut the door
It was a very long weekend, the youngsters being home, Summer and I itching to enjoy one another but unable to, so it was at breakfast on Monday, when Summer whispered that “she had thought of something and she would explain when I returned from the school run. Believe me I was soon home, she explained that firstly it was her period, and had been since Saturday, and secondly that it was about Gerald`s problem, during the weekend, she had, as women do, analysed all the facts that she knew, doubled it and divided by six coming up with a theory, which she promised to tell me about as and when I had answered all the probing questions she now threw at me.
They started with, “had I watched the films before and had I seen all of them?” “Well, no probably not all, the last few I explained I hadn’t watched at all as I saw that last one after which I couldn’t yet bring myself to watch the last few, before that, well she was teaching the masters young son about women and I wasn’t really into that.
Her next question was “Ok then as these films progress, do they get more and more involved?” And I answered; “Well yes each has its added extra, partly to excite me I am sure but partly as her desires grew.”
“What if she had started to teach young Gerry, it would fit as this problem, started 8 months ago and that was when we lost Trish, don’t you see it fits,” she enthused.
Trish! Of course!
“Well ok let`s go look at those last few films then,” she looked at me as if I was retarded. “No, you`re a dozy dipstick, the diary`s, let`s not waste the films, if we can avoid it, I`m enjoying them too much, if we can, let`s keep watching them in order, as we are, then they are fresh and a turn on but let`s read the diary`s, that is where the answer lies, I`d stake my life on it.”
I went next door and fetched the pile of book size diary`s, she fetched the deck chairs and we settled with a pot of coffee to read my late wife`s innermost secrets,
We divided them up the later ones nearer the time we wanted so we sorted out and took one each, soon finding bits that were relevant or perhaps just particularly fruity, reading them to one another as the
motorway hummed its noise above us as we sat, reading the pornographic out pouring`s of a sex-mad masochistic mind!
“If we re wrote this as a book it would out- run fifty shades in a trice, she chuckled! But all I could see in my mind was the slow decent of my lovely girlish wife to a depraved pain slut that was slowly running out of options, she, having tried most perversions, (and there were few that I knew she had not tried by then, believe me.) I came to the last diary which with a trembling hand I opened, a little afraid of what I would read, it was a large book type diary, as they all were, each day on a separate page.
By now it was dinnertime, Summer realising this book significance tactfully went to fetch some sandwiches, as I began that last book. Just after Christmas, she had had to have her beloved horse put down in the December and she was, you could tell still upset. We had decided to get Tina a pony, as a surprise, for that Christmas and there were odd entries about that, but then I hit pay dirt!
it read; `I think Gerry is in love with me, the questions he does ask, I seem to be his confessional, his dad had never sat him down, for the birds and bees, and is too shy with his mother but he wants to know. (‘well I understand that as he was only seven when the man left,)
Then a week later it said, `worried Gerry may m***** Tina in this rush to understand. The master has asked me again to show his own boy, so I suppose it will be down to me with him not that I have any choice, but Gerry is so close to home.’
Another few days and the entry read, that she was more worried about the lad, and that after he had sworn not to speak of it, she had allowed him to touch her bare breasts,
Then that next day`s entry, that; `Gerry had been unwell today and as Summer was out for an optician`s appointment I volunteered to look after the lad. We talked for some time, and he promised not to break his oath, so I let him find his way round my whole body, he loved it, and I did explain the full facts. He found marks on my breasts from the last session, and I had to explain that I loved pain but he must never tell anyone, the gang came home and as I dressed he asked if when he was better could he kiss me again soon.
A week later she put, `Took Gerry to the dentist for Summer, on the way home Gerry felt sick and we stopped by the river, for a while, and underlined it said; that boy is now a man`.
Another week of vanilla entries followed then it said, `off to the master tomorrow I love to wallow in the feelings of being used, and I hope tomorrow he treats me really badly, I feel I need it and I`ve promised Gerry as a treat he can see my marks so I hope they are vivid for him.
There was no entry next day but the one after said; yesterday master had me naked and hung up then he let his son find his way as Gerry had, after that he lay me on the coffee table, and allowed the lad to use me, and become a man, I was honoured to be his first. After that they used my crop on my belly, which took me over the top easily. Finally, they made me drink from their fountain`s before marking me hard again with the crop on my tits for young Gerry. I drove home hardly able to concentrate. Next day the entry said, Gerry was punished today by Summer for some homework he had not done, he was set to cleaning out the loose box, while the others took themselves to the library, on the new straw the lad enjoyed my marks fingering me to a cum with some strength.
A few days after there was an entry about Gerry that said he had had the cane at school, and that it was the first time and had enjoyed it so she suspected he had done it to try out the pain.
So now we knew,
The last relevant entry was the next month, it said; tomorrow I go to my master, he has he tells me a new whip a cutting single tail and wishes to use it on me to make me bleed. I am looking forward to that, ….
There were no more entries and it was on her way home after that day that she hit the truck and died instantly. What the coroner`s surgeon thought about her belly full of piss and her whip marks, I don’t know but the verdict of accidental death due to blood loss, said it all for me.
As I passed through her kitchen, I past the diary to Summer, saying I had to fetch the k**s, but she was to read that, and we must talk when I get home. Then I added, “oh and would you please marry me and soon, these k**s need stability!”
I left her gaping as I shut the door
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