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A Walk In The Park - III
The drive home seemed endless, but didn't take more than 20 minutes. I
was terrified that we'd be stopped and I'd be discovered - crouched nude on
the floor on the passenger side. Later, when I mentioned my fear to Sara
she nodded and said, "You're right, that was an inexcusable risk. It won'
t happen again."
Jim called shortly after we got home and we talked for a long time. I was
sitting at Sara's feet, talking on the cell phone while she ran her fingers
throught my hair. I told Jim about my hair, but said I had another
surprise for him when he got home. Then I changed the subject and told him I'd
met a photographer named Sara who wanted to renovate and lease the
apartment over the garage. He shifted into accountant mode and questioned me about
what had taken place.
He was pleased when I told him she'd pay $1,000 a month on a 1 year lease.
Even more pleased when I told him she'd renovate the place and all we had
to do was pay for materials and a plumber. He said he wanted to see
estimates and I told him she'd have them the next day. He told me to call our
lawyer and get a lease drawn up, plus an agreement about the renovation.
Then he asked me about her. I grinned at Sara and winked. "Well," I began,
"She's a cute little redhead with big green eyes and freckles. Very good
photographer - she's shown me some of her work." I muted the phone and
whispered, "He loves redheads."
I listened for a moment. "Yes, I told her she could have one stall in the
garage and use of the pool. She agreed to clean it a couple of times a
week." (He hates to clean the pool) "She swam with me today. Well, Jim, you'
ll just have to see for yourself. I think she looked cute." I rolled my
eyes and Sara giggled. We chatted for a while longer and then he told me
he'd be home late the following afternoon. I told him I'd have the
estimate and would arrange for Sara to be there so he could meet her.
After I hung up, Sara collared me and put leather cuffs on my wrists and
ankles. I spent an hour that night on the floor of my bedroom. On my
belly, hands cuffed behind me, ankles cuffed together. A butt plug in my ass
and a penis gag in my mouth. Sara watched television and gave me an
occasional stroke with the quirt. She assured me that the red marks would
disappear by the next afternoon. Finally, she released me and took me to bed.
The sex was fantastic!
The next morning I was up at 6:00 a.m. Sara woke up while I was in the
shower and joined me. I shampooed her hair, washed her from head to foot,
and then dried her with gentle pats using my newest bath towels. I blow
dried her hair for her and brushed it for 15 minutes. Then, while she was
dressing, I hurried downstairs to pour her a cup of coffee (automatic
coffeemaker, set up every night because Jim is up VERY early and likes his coffee).
When I brought the coffee into the bedroom, Sara was still nude. She sat
on the edge of the bed and I dropped to my knees and presented her with the
cup. She sighed appreciatively as she sipped. I leaned forward and
kissed her knees. Then I dropped down onto my back and lifted her feet onto
my belly.
She leaned over and smiled at me. "You're the perfect slave!"
Sara allowed me to masturbate while she watched. Then we were both rushing
to get dressed. I had to go to my mom's house and pick up Sarah before
mom decided I'd abandoned her. Sara had to get busy and make some
measurements and then start hitting Home Depot and the like to price materials. It
was a busy day for both of us.
My mom was glad to see me and I could tell that Sarah had given her a
workout. Of course mom picked up on the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra and
made a couple of snide remarks. She assumed that Jim was behind it and of
course I did nothing to change her assumption. We chatted as we got Sarah
ready to travel and I found myself wondering what would happen if I came
right out and said, "Oh, by the way mom, it wasn't Jim who got me to go
braless. It was this woman I met the other day. She's introduced me to lesbian
sex and bondage. Mom, I'm her slave and I love it." Of course mom
noticed the little smile and asked what I was smiling about. I shook my head, "
Nothing mom, just thinking about this woman I saw in the park."
Then Sarah and I were out and on the road home. She's always glad to go to
grandma's but she's like me - glad to leave again. We went home and I
took her with me from room to room as I cleaned house. I changed into shorts
and one of Jim's old undershirts before I started. After a few minutes I
stopped and cut the shirt off just below my breasts. I felt very sexy in
it. The deep armholes did little to conceal my breasts. Sara was turning
me into a real exhibitionist and I was loving it. I knew Jim would too. He
called while I was cleaning the kitchen and told me he wouldn't be home
until at least 7 p.m. I told him I expected that Sara would be back by then
and we could go over her estimate.
Sarah went down for her nap shortly after Jim's call and I stripped my
clothes off and washed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees. Then, still
nude, I cleaned all of the bathrooms. When I heard Sarah wake from her nap
I threw my clothes back on and took her for a walk. While we were walking
I decided to have steaks for supper - done on the grill. Sarah would be
sleepy by the time Jim got home. I knew he'd spend some time with her and
that would allow me to grill the steaks and get everything ready. I called
the Wine Basket, a local liquor store that delivers, and had them deliver two
bottles of Woodbridge Blush Chardonnay - I know, it doesn't go with steak
but we like the wine.
Sara pulled in at 5:30, hot and sweaty from a day of frantic activity. We
took Sarah out on the deck and Sara bounced her on her knee while I went
in and got her a cold bottle of Rolling Rock. And one for myself. Sara
took a long drink and then I asked her how her day had gone. She grinned and
told me that it had been hot and tiring, but worth it. She'd met some
helpful people and had a pretty good idea of what it would cost to do over the
apartment. She told me that the materials would cost roughly $12,000 and
the plumber would be about $2,500. She was a little surprised when I said,
"Let's double both numbers to be safe." Then we shook on it and I told
her that Jim would be pleased.
She nodded. "Got any plans for tonight?"
It was my turn to grin. "I'm going to fuck his brains out!"
Sara tipped her glass in salute and said, "Good for you. You know that I
never intended to come between you and Jim."
"Yes, I know that. In fact, he has you to thank for waking my libido again.
" And I tipped my glass in salute.
Sara said she'd bring a sleeping bag up to the apartment and spend the
night there. I told her she could have the guest room but she said, "Maybe
tomorrow night, not tonight. You need privacy." I had to agree with her on
that. We finished our beer and I went into the house while Sara headed for
her van to go shopping for a sleeping bag.
I took another shower and put on a white terrycloth robe, a short one that
just covers my butt. I left my hair wet, grabbed Sarah out of her crib,
and went down to check on the potatoes I'd put in the oven earlier. As I
passed the full-length mirror at the end of the upstairs hall I noticed how
nicely the white robe contrasted with my tan. I knew Jim would like it.
I heard a car door as I was closing the oven door. A minute later Jim
opened the front door and set his bag and briefcase down in the hall. I
stepped into the hall from the kitchen with Sarah balanced on my hip and saw his
eyes widen as he realized what I was wearing. He hugged us, making faces
at Sarah and laughing at her response. I set Sarah down and gave him a big
hug. Then I put my chin on his shoulder and whispered, "I want you to fuck
my brains out later."
He stepped back and gave me a long, searching look. Then he smiled and
said, "Count on it! What's for dinner?" I swatted him and suggested that he
take his daughter and amuse her for a while or there might be no dinner.
He scooped Sarah up in one arm and ran his other hand up under my robe. He
chuckled as his hand moved over my bare bottom. "Oh my, no panties, just
like the big girls!" I slapped at his arm and danced away, escaping into
the kitchen while he and Sarah headed for the livingroom to play.
I went out onto the deck and fired up the gas grill. Then I went inside to
start a salad while the grill heated up. I opened one of the bottles of
wine and poured two glasses, bringing one into the livingroom for Jim.
Then it was back to `drudring' in the kitchen. I pulled the steaks out and
seasoned them. The grill was hot when I went back, so I used a wire brush
on the cooking surface and then put the steaks on. For the next few minutes
I divided my time between the grill, the salad, and checking the oven to
see if the baked potatoes were ready.
Everything came together at the right time, no small accomplishment
considering my limited ablity in the kitchen (I hate to cook) and I called Jim as
I ferried things out to the patio table. Jim came in with Sara and brought
carriage out for me and put her in it. Then we sat down to eat. Sara,
with perfect timing, pulled into the driveway just as Jim was raising his
glass in a toast to the coming evening. Sara was toting a large bag as she
started up the outside stairs to the apartment. I was inclined to let her go,
but Jim suggested that I invite her over for a drink at least.
I called to her and she waved and continued on up the stairs. I glanced
at Jim and shrugged. He suggested I go and talk to her. I hesitated, but
I could tell that he wanted to meet her so I got up and ran down the stairs
and across the grass. The door was open when I got to the top of the
stairs and Sara was sweeping with an old broom she'd found. She glanced up
with a surprised look. "What are you doing here? Go and have fun with your
husband."
"He wants to meet you. He's shifting into `accountant' mode and I
thought I'd better humor him. Please come and meet him and have a glass of wine.
"
She cocked her head to one side and studied me for a moment. "Do you
really want me to come?"
I grinned. "No, but come anyway."
She grinned back at me. "I can't resist when you sweet-talk me like that.
"
We walked back to the house and I introduced them. Jim shook her hand and
I could tell that he liked her. I glanced back and forth as they chatted.
It was hard to tell how Sara felt. We sat down and Sara accepted a
glass of wine. She glanced at my plate as she took her first sip and I realized
that she probably hadn't eaten anything. I insisted that she share my
steak and she gave in after some half-hearted protests.
I got her a plate and gave her half of my dinner. Let me tell you, it was
an interesting meal with my husband and my lesbian lover sitting on either
side of me! What really got me going was the way they hit it off. Sara
had taken some accounting courses in college and they soon lost me as they
got into investment strategies and market trends and the like. I was
daydreaming when I felt a touch on my left knee. Jim didn't miss a word as he
caressed my knee and then slid his hand up my bare thigh. Neither did Sara
when she ran her toes up my right calf. I glanced back and forth, they were
both seemingly intent on their conversation, but both of them were feeling
me up! I did the only thing I could think of and got up to get another
bottle of wine. As I opened the door I glanced back. They were deep in
conversation and didn't seem to notice that I was gone! Talk about a strange
evening!
After dinner, while Jim put Sarah to bed, Sara helped me clear the table
and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then she left and I went upstairs to
see my husband. When he finished with Sarah he found me waiting in the
hall. Nude. I dropped to my knees as he approached and unzipped his pants.
He was ready. I took his cock into my mouth and moaned with pleasure as I
ran my tongue over it. I've always loved sucking a nice hard cock. Jim
ran his hands through my hair and sighed as I sucked him. "Oh shit, Hannah.
You are soooo good. Suck it babe! Please suck it! Take it all in." And
I did. He's about 7" when he's hard and I've learned how to take the
whole thing in my mouth without gagging. Then he started moving his hips,
literally fucking me in the mouth. God, I loved it!
The drive home seemed endless, but didn't take more than 20 minutes. I
was terrified that we'd be stopped and I'd be discovered - crouched nude on
the floor on the passenger side. Later, when I mentioned my fear to Sara
she nodded and said, "You're right, that was an inexcusable risk. It won'
t happen again."
Jim called shortly after we got home and we talked for a long time. I was
sitting at Sara's feet, talking on the cell phone while she ran her fingers
throught my hair. I told Jim about my hair, but said I had another
surprise for him when he got home. Then I changed the subject and told him I'd
met a photographer named Sara who wanted to renovate and lease the
apartment over the garage. He shifted into accountant mode and questioned me about
what had taken place.
He was pleased when I told him she'd pay $1,000 a month on a 1 year lease.
Even more pleased when I told him she'd renovate the place and all we had
to do was pay for materials and a plumber. He said he wanted to see
estimates and I told him she'd have them the next day. He told me to call our
lawyer and get a lease drawn up, plus an agreement about the renovation.
Then he asked me about her. I grinned at Sara and winked. "Well," I began,
"She's a cute little redhead with big green eyes and freckles. Very good
photographer - she's shown me some of her work." I muted the phone and
whispered, "He loves redheads."
I listened for a moment. "Yes, I told her she could have one stall in the
garage and use of the pool. She agreed to clean it a couple of times a
week." (He hates to clean the pool) "She swam with me today. Well, Jim, you'
ll just have to see for yourself. I think she looked cute." I rolled my
eyes and Sara giggled. We chatted for a while longer and then he told me
he'd be home late the following afternoon. I told him I'd have the
estimate and would arrange for Sara to be there so he could meet her.
After I hung up, Sara collared me and put leather cuffs on my wrists and
ankles. I spent an hour that night on the floor of my bedroom. On my
belly, hands cuffed behind me, ankles cuffed together. A butt plug in my ass
and a penis gag in my mouth. Sara watched television and gave me an
occasional stroke with the quirt. She assured me that the red marks would
disappear by the next afternoon. Finally, she released me and took me to bed.
The sex was fantastic!
The next morning I was up at 6:00 a.m. Sara woke up while I was in the
shower and joined me. I shampooed her hair, washed her from head to foot,
and then dried her with gentle pats using my newest bath towels. I blow
dried her hair for her and brushed it for 15 minutes. Then, while she was
dressing, I hurried downstairs to pour her a cup of coffee (automatic
coffeemaker, set up every night because Jim is up VERY early and likes his coffee).
When I brought the coffee into the bedroom, Sara was still nude. She sat
on the edge of the bed and I dropped to my knees and presented her with the
cup. She sighed appreciatively as she sipped. I leaned forward and
kissed her knees. Then I dropped down onto my back and lifted her feet onto
my belly.
She leaned over and smiled at me. "You're the perfect slave!"
Sara allowed me to masturbate while she watched. Then we were both rushing
to get dressed. I had to go to my mom's house and pick up Sarah before
mom decided I'd abandoned her. Sara had to get busy and make some
measurements and then start hitting Home Depot and the like to price materials. It
was a busy day for both of us.
My mom was glad to see me and I could tell that Sarah had given her a
workout. Of course mom picked up on the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra and
made a couple of snide remarks. She assumed that Jim was behind it and of
course I did nothing to change her assumption. We chatted as we got Sarah
ready to travel and I found myself wondering what would happen if I came
right out and said, "Oh, by the way mom, it wasn't Jim who got me to go
braless. It was this woman I met the other day. She's introduced me to lesbian
sex and bondage. Mom, I'm her slave and I love it." Of course mom
noticed the little smile and asked what I was smiling about. I shook my head, "
Nothing mom, just thinking about this woman I saw in the park."
Then Sarah and I were out and on the road home. She's always glad to go to
grandma's but she's like me - glad to leave again. We went home and I
took her with me from room to room as I cleaned house. I changed into shorts
and one of Jim's old undershirts before I started. After a few minutes I
stopped and cut the shirt off just below my breasts. I felt very sexy in
it. The deep armholes did little to conceal my breasts. Sara was turning
me into a real exhibitionist and I was loving it. I knew Jim would too. He
called while I was cleaning the kitchen and told me he wouldn't be home
until at least 7 p.m. I told him I expected that Sara would be back by then
and we could go over her estimate.
Sarah went down for her nap shortly after Jim's call and I stripped my
clothes off and washed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees. Then, still
nude, I cleaned all of the bathrooms. When I heard Sarah wake from her nap
I threw my clothes back on and took her for a walk. While we were walking
I decided to have steaks for supper - done on the grill. Sarah would be
sleepy by the time Jim got home. I knew he'd spend some time with her and
that would allow me to grill the steaks and get everything ready. I called
the Wine Basket, a local liquor store that delivers, and had them deliver two
bottles of Woodbridge Blush Chardonnay - I know, it doesn't go with steak
but we like the wine.
Sara pulled in at 5:30, hot and sweaty from a day of frantic activity. We
took Sarah out on the deck and Sara bounced her on her knee while I went
in and got her a cold bottle of Rolling Rock. And one for myself. Sara
took a long drink and then I asked her how her day had gone. She grinned and
told me that it had been hot and tiring, but worth it. She'd met some
helpful people and had a pretty good idea of what it would cost to do over the
apartment. She told me that the materials would cost roughly $12,000 and
the plumber would be about $2,500. She was a little surprised when I said,
"Let's double both numbers to be safe." Then we shook on it and I told
her that Jim would be pleased.
She nodded. "Got any plans for tonight?"
It was my turn to grin. "I'm going to fuck his brains out!"
Sara tipped her glass in salute and said, "Good for you. You know that I
never intended to come between you and Jim."
"Yes, I know that. In fact, he has you to thank for waking my libido again.
" And I tipped my glass in salute.
Sara said she'd bring a sleeping bag up to the apartment and spend the
night there. I told her she could have the guest room but she said, "Maybe
tomorrow night, not tonight. You need privacy." I had to agree with her on
that. We finished our beer and I went into the house while Sara headed for
her van to go shopping for a sleeping bag.
I took another shower and put on a white terrycloth robe, a short one that
just covers my butt. I left my hair wet, grabbed Sarah out of her crib,
and went down to check on the potatoes I'd put in the oven earlier. As I
passed the full-length mirror at the end of the upstairs hall I noticed how
nicely the white robe contrasted with my tan. I knew Jim would like it.
I heard a car door as I was closing the oven door. A minute later Jim
opened the front door and set his bag and briefcase down in the hall. I
stepped into the hall from the kitchen with Sarah balanced on my hip and saw his
eyes widen as he realized what I was wearing. He hugged us, making faces
at Sarah and laughing at her response. I set Sarah down and gave him a big
hug. Then I put my chin on his shoulder and whispered, "I want you to fuck
my brains out later."
He stepped back and gave me a long, searching look. Then he smiled and
said, "Count on it! What's for dinner?" I swatted him and suggested that he
take his daughter and amuse her for a while or there might be no dinner.
He scooped Sarah up in one arm and ran his other hand up under my robe. He
chuckled as his hand moved over my bare bottom. "Oh my, no panties, just
like the big girls!" I slapped at his arm and danced away, escaping into
the kitchen while he and Sarah headed for the livingroom to play.
I went out onto the deck and fired up the gas grill. Then I went inside to
start a salad while the grill heated up. I opened one of the bottles of
wine and poured two glasses, bringing one into the livingroom for Jim.
Then it was back to `drudring' in the kitchen. I pulled the steaks out and
seasoned them. The grill was hot when I went back, so I used a wire brush
on the cooking surface and then put the steaks on. For the next few minutes
I divided my time between the grill, the salad, and checking the oven to
see if the baked potatoes were ready.
Everything came together at the right time, no small accomplishment
considering my limited ablity in the kitchen (I hate to cook) and I called Jim as
I ferried things out to the patio table. Jim came in with Sara and brought
carriage out for me and put her in it. Then we sat down to eat. Sara,
with perfect timing, pulled into the driveway just as Jim was raising his
glass in a toast to the coming evening. Sara was toting a large bag as she
started up the outside stairs to the apartment. I was inclined to let her go,
but Jim suggested that I invite her over for a drink at least.
I called to her and she waved and continued on up the stairs. I glanced
at Jim and shrugged. He suggested I go and talk to her. I hesitated, but
I could tell that he wanted to meet her so I got up and ran down the stairs
and across the grass. The door was open when I got to the top of the
stairs and Sara was sweeping with an old broom she'd found. She glanced up
with a surprised look. "What are you doing here? Go and have fun with your
husband."
"He wants to meet you. He's shifting into `accountant' mode and I
thought I'd better humor him. Please come and meet him and have a glass of wine.
"
She cocked her head to one side and studied me for a moment. "Do you
really want me to come?"
I grinned. "No, but come anyway."
She grinned back at me. "I can't resist when you sweet-talk me like that.
"
We walked back to the house and I introduced them. Jim shook her hand and
I could tell that he liked her. I glanced back and forth as they chatted.
It was hard to tell how Sara felt. We sat down and Sara accepted a
glass of wine. She glanced at my plate as she took her first sip and I realized
that she probably hadn't eaten anything. I insisted that she share my
steak and she gave in after some half-hearted protests.
I got her a plate and gave her half of my dinner. Let me tell you, it was
an interesting meal with my husband and my lesbian lover sitting on either
side of me! What really got me going was the way they hit it off. Sara
had taken some accounting courses in college and they soon lost me as they
got into investment strategies and market trends and the like. I was
daydreaming when I felt a touch on my left knee. Jim didn't miss a word as he
caressed my knee and then slid his hand up my bare thigh. Neither did Sara
when she ran her toes up my right calf. I glanced back and forth, they were
both seemingly intent on their conversation, but both of them were feeling
me up! I did the only thing I could think of and got up to get another
bottle of wine. As I opened the door I glanced back. They were deep in
conversation and didn't seem to notice that I was gone! Talk about a strange
evening!
After dinner, while Jim put Sarah to bed, Sara helped me clear the table
and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then she left and I went upstairs to
see my husband. When he finished with Sarah he found me waiting in the
hall. Nude. I dropped to my knees as he approached and unzipped his pants.
He was ready. I took his cock into my mouth and moaned with pleasure as I
ran my tongue over it. I've always loved sucking a nice hard cock. Jim
ran his hands through my hair and sighed as I sucked him. "Oh shit, Hannah.
You are soooo good. Suck it babe! Please suck it! Take it all in." And
I did. He's about 7" when he's hard and I've learned how to take the
whole thing in my mouth without gagging. Then he started moving his hips,
literally fucking me in the mouth. God, I loved it!
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