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THE HOUSE-WHORE Part 2
By Kathy Morris
Copyright 2002, Kathy Morris
Susan loved all the attention and asked each of her Uncles how their
mornings had been and chatted with them generally until Grandfather
came in and joined them at the table.
Smiling, he looked at the full table of food that Susan had prepared
and said, "Good girl, I see that you've settled in very well. This
looks great," he said, gesturing to the steaming, full plates, "If
you're as good a house-keeper as you seem to be, we're not going to
have any complaints, are we boys?"
Susan's Uncles all shook their heads and said, 'No', as they started to
eat.
During the course of the meal the men chatted casually about work and
other things and asked Susan such things as what she'd been doing
during the morning, and commented on how good the food was.
Susan was very pleased with her self and thanked them for the
compliments, especially when they said how lovely she looked and how
nice it was for them to sit at a meal with such a pretty girl. As Susan
ate her small meal, sitting at the table between her Grandfather and
Uncle Ben, she enjoyed the feeling of being somehow important to the
men and the total pleasure of being their housekeeper. She felt that at
last she had found a place in life, which she could totally fit in, and
she unconsciously accepted the role with enthusiasm.
Several times during the meal, Uncle Ben had placed his rough, strong
hand on Susan's shapely thigh and stroked her casually as he talked to
either her or his brothers. She had felt excited when he did it and
looked around the table feeling slightly embarrassed but saw that no
one minded Uncle Ben's affections with her, and so she just enjoyed his
obvious pleasure at stroking her nylon-clad thighs and, more especially
for herself, when he turned to her and said, "Dad's going into town
this afternoon to get you something special," and had slipped his had
all the way up her smooth thigh until he was able to feel the tops of
her nylon stockings.
Susan looked down to see Uncle Ben's hand stroking the pale, smooth
flesh and nylons where they were attached to her suspenders, and, as if
without a conscious thought, just turned her smiling face to him and
enquired, "Oh, yes, is it going to be a surprise or will you tell me?"
Uncle Ben continued to sensuously stroke her stocking-covered thigh and
said to her, "No, it's not really a surprise but don't worry yourself,
it's only some tablets and things which we've decided you'll need." He
turned to Susan's Grandfather, who was sat to Susan's right and was
continuing eating his dinner, though watching Ben stroke Susan's thigh,
and asked' "Isn't that right, Dad?"
Susan's Grandfather nodded 'yes', and he too placed his strong hand on
Susan's other thigh to gently stroke the smooth, shiny nylon and
confirmed, "Yes, Love. I'll fetch the medications this afternoon.
There's nothing to worry about," he said, seeing that she paused taking
a forkful of salad and looked at him enquiringly. "As you are our girl
now, we can't have you going around without something which all women
should have, can we?" he asked.
Susan looked at Grandfather and asked, "What's that, Granddad?"
He continued to run his fingers tenderly along the inside of Susan's
thigh, even doing to Susan's thigh what Ben was doing, by caressing her
thigh and letting his fingers play with the taut suspenders to where
they attached to Susan's stockings. "Well, Love," he said, "We've all
had a talk this morning and it's obvious that there's something missing
from you which we need."
He looked at Susan to see if she understood what he meant.
From her blank expression she obviously didn't so he continued. "You
see, Love, we think that you really do need to develop some breasts,"
he said looking at Susan's flat chest.
Susan followed his gaze as she listened and realised what he was
saying.
Grandfather continued, "I'm visiting a doctor friend of mine who'll
supply you with hormone tablets and some initial injections to enable
you to develop into a girl."
Susan thought about this briefly and then replied, "Oh, Granddad! That
will be very nice. Thank you."
Grandfather patted her exposed thigh and resumed his meal, saying,
"That's a good girl. I thought that you'd like that."
When they had all eaten their lunch, Susan cleared the plates from the
table and made coffee and tea for her uncles and grandfather then they
all sat around smoking and chatting. As Susan sat listening to the
conversation she smoked her cigarette confidently and as femininely as
possible, and noticed that Uncle Jack and Uncle Ben could hardly take
their eyes off her.
She enjoyed their attentions, and as she stubbed her cigarette out in
the ashtray, she smiled sweetly and accepted another cigarette straight
away from Uncle Ben.
As he lit Susan's dangling cigarette she looked at him straight in his
large blue eyes and then partly closed her own, mimicking the seductive
manner of the models in the posters on Ben's or Jack's bedroom wall.
Then, pouting her full, lipstick-coated lips, she purposely exhaled the
smoke in a fine plume as seductively as she could, straight into Uncle
Ben's face. She held the cigarette daintily between outstretched
fingers and smiled at him.
Uncle Ben just watched her and continued to stroke the inside of her
nylon-covered thigh, though his fondling seemed to Susan to be more
sensual and she glanced at his crotch and saw that there was a huge
bulge.
"Mmm," she thought to herself as she took a long, deep drag on her
cigarette, especially for Uncle Ben's pleasure, "he's getting a hard
on!"
Uncle Ben asked his father, "Dad, when you go into town this afternoon,
will you get our Susie some cigarettes?"
Grandfather nodded his assent with a broad smile and Uncle Jack said,
"Yes, dad get her some Benson and Hedges Superkings and some Superkings
Menthol, will you?"
Grandfather said, "Right son, I'll get a thousand of each, eh? Do you
think that'll be enough for you and our Ben, and of course, our Sue?"
Jack smiled as he watched Susan take a sensual drag on her cigarette
and said, "Yes, I should think so, at least, they'll keep our Susie
happy for a while, don't you think so, love?" he enquired.
Susan exhaled her cigarette smoke casually, and said, with each word,
breathing the faintest wisp of smoke, "Uncle Jack, you're spoiling me,"
and then smiled demurely.
Uncle Ben, still stroking her thigh, said, "Nothing but the best for
you, Love, and anyway, we can't have you smoking men's cigarettes, can
we?"
Susan supposed not and shook her head.
When Susan had finished her cigarette and her men had finished their
drinks, she went to the sink to start washing up and wondered,
hopefully, if her men would require another kissing session before the
afternoon work.
She was not disappointed. Before each of her Uncles left the kitchen to
resume work on the farm, the came over to her, and, taking her frail
body in their strong, muscled arms, kissed her deeply and passionately,
probing her sweet, moist mouth with their tongues, and Susan responding
to the kisses, kissed them tenderly and sucked on their wet, probing
tongues, totally surrendering herself to their passion and wandering
hands. She felt like a slut to be used and revelled in the sensation,
becoming excited as they kissed her and fondled her pantied bottom and
upper thighs with their strong, rough hands.
Susan's Uncles had left the kitchen to go to work, leaving her, as
after breakfast, alone with her Grandfather. He was still seated at the
table and he said, "Come over her, Sue!" and patted his thighs,
indicating to Susan that she should come and sit on his knees.
Susan teetered over to her Grandfather and started to sit down in his
lap, but then stood quickly and ran as fast as she could in her high
heels to the hallway mirror and re-applied lipstick to her full lips
with the tube of deep cherry-coloured lipstick which she had left there
on the little shelf.
She checked that her pouting lips looked perfect and tidied her hair
but left her short skirt rucked up over her bottom, exposing all her
thighs and stocking-tops, then went back to the kitchen.
Granddad was smiling as she teetered over to him and settled her small
bottom into his lap and put her arm around his strong, thick, muscular
neck. Susan's Granddad rested his strong hand on Susan's nylon-covered
thigh as he spoke, and admired her pouting, sensual mouth. "That was
another good meal, Sue, thanks, love."
Susan smiled.
"You've done a good job with the house cleaning as well, by the looks
of it."
Susan smiled and said, "Thanks, Granddad, I really enjoyed doing it for
you and my Uncles. Thanks for giving me a home and looking after me."
Grandfather said, "I'm glad, Love. Now wait just a second." He put his
hand to his mouth and slipped out his dentures and put them in his
pocket. "Did you enjoy our snog this morning, Love?"
Susan said dreamily, "Oh, yes, Granddad," as she closed her eyes and
parted her ruby lips as she brought them close to her Grandfather's
stubbly face.
Susan's Grandfather closed his mouth over hers and started to deeply
probe her moist mouth with his tongue.
They kissed for ten minutes or so, with Susan swallowing all her
Grandfather's warm saliva as he drooled into her receptive mouth,
probing with his thick tongue and sucking at her full lips. As they
kissed, Susan could not help but wriggle her rounded bottom, rubbing
herself against the hard bulge of the Grandfather's groin, as he
fondled her thighs and stroked her feminine, shapely legs.
At last, Susan's Grandfather pulled away from her embrace and said,
"Right, Love! I've got to go to town and I'll return about six o'clock.
The lads should be all finished by then, so we'll have dinner at about
seven o'clock, then they'll be getting ready to go out after that."
Susan nodded and said, Okay, Granddad."
"When they've gone out tonight, we'll watch a film or something on
telly, eh?" he continued.
"Oh! Granddad, that would be nice," Susan replied.
"I'll fetch a bottle of wine, shall I?" he added.
"Yes please, Granddad, that will be lovely." Susan could not resist
giving her Grandfather another wet, lingering kiss, and pushed her
little, pink tongue between her Grandfather's lips as she did so, to
show him how grateful she was and that she was looking forward to
spending an evening alone with him.
Susan stood up in her high heels and pulled her short skirt down to
hide her stocking-tops, and held onto her Grandfather's big, rough hand
as he also stood towering over her.
He bent down and put his face close to hers and said, "See you later,
Love," and briefly kissed her on the lips.
"Bye, Granddad," Susan replied, and watched the huge man walk from the
kitchen. She walked over to the sink and started washing up the dirty
dishes.
Looking out of the kitchen window, her gaze taking in the view beyond
the full-leaved trees, of the patchwork of green fields stretching up
to the steep slopes of the high fells, she relished the new, almost
strange, feelings stirring within her body. She was relaxed as never
before and knew that she had at last found her true home and true self.
Susan spent the afternoon dusting and cleaning, vacuuming the thick
carpets and polishing the expensive, comfortable furniture that filled
the rambling house. She realised that she was getting used to wearing
her high heels whilst doing the housework and relished the way that her
stocking-clad thighs rubbed together with a distinctly feminine swish
as she moved around. She'd even got used to her short skirt riding up
exposing her stocking tops as she dusted and polished and went from
room to room. By now she'd even stopped bothering to pull her skirt
down and excitedly thought what a slut she must look like, showing off
her white panties like that!
She enjoyed taking a few minute's rest every so often and languished in
just sitting in a comfortable chair, smoking a cigarette and flicking
through one of the many women's magazines which, she surmised, must
have been provided for her by her men, then happily picking up the
duster and resuming her housework.
By six o'clock all of her Uncles had come back home and Grandfather had
returned from his trip into town.
Susan had finished preparing dinner for her men and felt very proud of
her ability as a cook, as they obviously enjoyed the meal.
With dinner finished, Susan's Uncles thanked her for the meal and each
gave her a peck on the lips or cheek as they went to get ready for
going out. Grandfather indicated that, after washing up, she should go
to her room and get herself ready for their evening together, and
suggested that she might like to take a long soak in the bath then doll
herself up as it was going to be a special evening.
So, after finishing her housework, Susan went upstairs, got undressed
and took a long, hot, perfumed bath, then used the heated rollers,
which she'd found earlier in the day, to do her long, blonde hair,
making it curlier than before and framing her delicate features.
She re-applied bright red nail varnish to her finger nails and also did
her toe nails, then she selected some sexy, black lace underwear: bra,
panties and suspender belt, together with black, fully-fashioned,
seamed nylons. Susan decided to wear a beautiful red satin dress and a
pair of red, five inch, strappy stilettos.
When she was dressed, Susan did her makeup, using darker, but brighter
colours for the evening, as she had noticed her mother had done, and
chose a black choker form the jewellery box which looked so pretty
around her slender neck. To finish her glamorous look, Susan clipped on
a pair of gold, dangly, hooped earrings.
As she dressed, Susan could hear her Uncle's laughter and good-natured
teasing of each other as they passed her bedroom door and went
downstairs. She heard them leave the house and drive off to whichever
pub or nightclub they had discussed at dinner.
With mounting excitement, Susan realised that she was alone in the
house with her Grandfather.
When she was finally ready, Susan assessed her appearance in the
bedroom dressing mirror and was very pleased with the results: silky,
shining, curly, blonde hair, framing her pretty face accentuated by the
dusky, grey eye shadow, long, thickly-coated eyelashes. She had used
blusher that accentuated her cheeks and created a full-lipped,
sensuous, deep crimson, pouting mouth. She felt wonderful wearing the
gorgeous, short, clingy, satin dress and enjoyed the thrill of wearing
the extremely high-heeled stilettos which made her arch her feet and
thrust her pelvis forwards. Her little, red painted toes peeped from
the straps of the shoes, and she thought that she looked ever so
lovely.
Susan then took some expensive perfume and sprayed it on her wrists,
neck and under her skirt, onto her thighs and, as an afterthought, down
the front of her panties. She picked out a small, red leather handbag
and put into it her lipstick, face powder, blusher, eye shadow, mascara
and perfume together with a pretty, white handkerchief. Then she took a
packet of cigarettes from the many cartons that Granddad had placed in
the wardrobe. Susan opened the packet and took one of the filter-tipped
cigarettes from the pack.
She noticed that the cigarette was much longer than the one's she'd
smoked that day and that it looked so sophisticated and feminine as she
daintily held it between her red-tipped, small, outstretched fingers.
Uncle Ben had been right, she thought, she shouldn't have to smoke
men's cigarettes any more.
She lit her cigarette and replaced the packet in her handbag together
with the gold lighter from her dressing table, the cigarette dangling
from her red, glossy lips, and, taking a deep drag on her cigarette,
minced across the room, teetering in her high heels and feeling so
beautiful, hearing the swish of her stockings as her thighs rubbed
together and the comforting tugging of her suspenders and, exhaling a
cloud of blue cigarette smoke which swept around her, Susan left her
bedroom.
When Susan entered the large, richly furnished lounge, she saw that her
Grandfather was sat on the long, comfortable settee watching the
television.
When he realised that she was there, he stood, smiling and held out his
hand for her to take.
Susan crossed the room walking very prettily, swinging her arms and
holding her cigarette in a very lady-like fashion.
Grandfather tenderly took Susan's hand and made her give him a little
twirl by spinning her round gently. He admired her newly-curled hair,
her slim, shapely figure, her alluring, rounded bottom, her beautiful,
nylon-clad legs and her lovely makeup which accentuated her large, blue
eyes and full, pouting, shiny, red lips.
"My God, Sue," he said, "you look absolutely, bloody gorgeous! Sit down
here and I'll pour a glass of wine."
Susan sat down on the sofa as invited, and, smiling sweetly, said,
"Thanks, Granddad, I tried to make myself as lovely as possible for
you, I hope you like the way I look?"
As Susan's Grandfather poured two glasses of wine at the cocktail
cabinet, he turned his head and said, "You do, love, you look bloody
great, love, you're an absolute, bloody stunner!"
Susan was very pleased with his compliment and blushed as he passed her
a glass of wine and lowered his huge frame onto the seat beside her.
"I see you've found your cigarettes anyway," he said, as Susan
delicately held her cigarette to her lips and took a drag.
"Mmmm," she nodded, and blew a fine plume of blue smoke into the air.
"Uncle Ben was right," she commented, "these ones are much more
feminine than the one's you smoke."
Susan's Grandfather said, "Our Jack and Ben will be all over you when
they see you smoking now."
Susan blushed at the thought of them fawning over her even more than
they had done after breakfast, lunch and dinner. She took a sip of wine
and was delighted to see the smear of red lipstick on the rim of the
glass.
Susan felt her Grandfather put his strong arm around her shoulders and
placed his large, rough hand onto her pale, bare arm. He hugged her to
him slightly and she nestled into his side feeling his warm, hard,
muscular body offering her protection and security.
Susan and her Grandfather sat watching the television, with Susan
cuddling up to him. They chatted about the programmes and Susan
realised that her Grandfather was very funny and clever and she enjoyed
his conversation and company even more than she had expected.
Grandfather was obviously very happy with Susan's work and told her
that she was a very good housekeeper. He immediately refreshed Susan's
glass when she had finished it and offered her a light when she wanted
a cigarette. She felt warm and safe with her Grandfather and loved the
way that he held her as they chatted and laughter together, drinking
the sweet, white wine, smoking together, and enjoying each other's
company.
After an hour or so, Grandfather, suggested that they listen to some
music, so Susan offered to turn the television off and select a tape of
her choice. Grandfather said, "It's okay, love, you stay there," and
got up, switched off the television, then put on a tape of gentle,
instrumental, background music.
Susan watched him as he turned off several of the table lamps, making
the room seem cosier and somehow warmer and more intimate. When he sat
beside her again, he put his arm around her and bent to kiss her full,
pouting, red lips. As he started to kiss Susan, he pulled Susan to his
warm body and ran his hand up her stocking-clad thigh to caress the
soft, naked flesh above her stocking-tops, fondling her suspenders as
he did so. Susan responded by closing her eyes and parted her red,
shiny lips, allowing him to put his thick tongue into her moist mouth.
She sucked greedily on her Grandfather's tongue and reached up to feel
the hairs at the back of his thick, strong neck and gently scratched
him with her small, sharp, red nails.
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