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Just A Bit Of Fun Part 3 Margaret Gower
Billy had been swimming, he came home and put his wet trunks and towel in the hamper in the bathroom.
“Hello Billy,” his mother greeted him as he came into the living room.
“Hi mum, what are we having for tea?”
“Just egg and chips, is that okay?”
He nodded enthusiastically, this was his favourite. “Can I have fried bread with it?”
“Yes, of course you can, but I have something to ask you.”
He had just helped himself to a biscuit and had taken a large bite of it.
“Mmm, what ith it?” his answer muffled from the biscuit in his mouth.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” she rebuked him.
He swallowed. “Sorry, what was it you wanted to ask me?”
“Well, Margaret Gower came round while you were at the swimming baths, she’s having problems with the oven door on her cooker, I told her how you fixed mine when it broke and she asked if you would take a look and see if you can fix hers.”
Billy thought about what had happened when he went round to Mrs Haslett’s, his face creased as he tried to appear that he wasn’t very enthusiastic about the request.
“She said she’ll pay you.”
“Okay, I can’t promise, but I’ll do my best.”
The next day, Billy sorted his toolbox out to ensure he had the necessary tools for the job. His mother gave him the address and off he went.
Margaret Gower opened the door. “Hello Billy, have you come to fix my cooker?”
“Yes, well, I’ll take a look at it, I’ve brought some spare catches, so if one of them fits, I should be able to repair it.”
Once inside, she directed him to the kitchen. It was a Parkinson Cowen cooker, just like the one his mother had. It was a simple matter of undoing two screws on the top of the door and two on the bottom. Then the inner cover could be removed to allow access to the catch. This was the most common cause of doors failing to stay shut.
“What about a cup of tea first Billy?”
He wasn’t a lover of tea, so he said, “I don’t suppose I could have a cold drink?”
“Yes of course you can, I’ll make up some juice, I’ve only got orange juice, will that do?”
He told her it would.
Margaret handed him the juice and had a glass herself. He sat on his toolbox. Margaret sat opposite him in an armchair. He noticed that she was sat forward on the chair and her knees were slightly parted. He tried not to stare. They chatted for a while, she didn’t mention that day at his mothers, so he guessed she felt embarrassed about it.
Try as he might, he couldn’t stop himself from looking at the gap between her legs. He could make out that she had black knickers on. He wished she had on what she was wearing that day.
Finishing his drink, he handed her the glass and reluctantly stood up. Margaret went to the sink and rinsed his glass under the tap then poured herself another glass of juice for herself.
“Will you be alright for a minute Billy? I have something to do.”
He nodded and took out the screwdriver to remove the screws. Margaret left the room.
The top two screws came out quite easily, but it was a different matter trying to loosen the bottom two. The problem was they were so tight and he needed two hands to turn the screwdriver, so he was unable to hold the door as well.
Moments later, Mrs Gower returned. “How are you getting on Billy?” she asked.
He was stretched out on the floor underneath the door. “Not very well I’m afraid, I can’t hold the door and turn the screwdriver.”
“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked.
“Well, if you don’t mind holding the door, I’ll be able to get a better grip on the screwdriver.”
Margaret moved towards him. Then she squatted down and grabbed the door. In doing so, she had to spread her legs apart to keep her balance. Obviously Billy wasn’t going to miss the chance to look up her skirt. He gave an audible gasp.
“Is something wrong Billy.”
“Err no, I thought I had broken the head of the screw, but it’s alright.”
When he had looked up her skirt, his first thought was that he could see the black knickers he had seen earlier. It was when he saw pinkness amongst the black, that he realised that she had taken her underwear off and he was able to see not only her pubic hair, but the lips of her vagina.
His penis became erect straight away. He was unable to do anything, in case it drew her attention to it.
He took longer to take the screws out, mainly because he wanted to see her as long as possible.
Finally he removed the screws and said, “at last, they’re out.”
Extricating himself from where he lay, he sat up. Margaret was still squatting down, but he wasn’t able to look, as it would have been to obvious.
He had a spare catch in his toolbox and fitted it on the door. Now he was ready to fit the panel back on. He did the top screws first, the said, “I’m going to do the bottom screws, would you mind holding the door again Mrs Gower?”
“Of course Billy.”
Again he was treated to the sight of her crutch. He wouldn’t be able to take as long putting them back, as he had taking them out.
He lay there when he finished tightening the last screw. “Well, that’s that job done.”
He was about to get up, when she said. “Stay there Billy, I want to try it first, in case it still doesn’t shut.”
“Okay Mrs Gower.”
“That way, you’ll still be able to look at my cunt.”
His mouth dropped open. P p p pardon?” he stammered.
“I’m sorry Billy, are my legs not wide enough apart for you to see it?” As she said this, she spread her legs even wider. “There, is that better?”
It was indeed much better, the adjustment had caused the lips of her vagina to open slightly and he now saw the pink interior of her opening.
“It’s beautiful Mrs Gower,” he declared.
“That’s good Billy, you just keep looking at it while I test the oven door.”
Margaret tried the door several times and when she was satisfied, she left it closed. Billy just kept staring as she had instructed him.
“Now Billy, you know what my cunt is for don’t you?”
“I think so,” he said nervously, not sure if he was supposed to start to do something.
“Well, your hands are all greasy, so you just lay there and let me do all the work.”
Reaching forward she undid the belt and unzipped his jeans. “Lift your arse up so I can pull them down Billy.”
He did as she asked and as his penis became free it slapped against his stomach.
“Oh Billy, as soon as I saw that the other day I knew I needed it up inside my cunt.”
He was unsure if he was meant to respond, but he couldn’t think of what to say.
Mrs Gower hitched her skirt up around her waist, then swung her leg over his body. Grasping his penis she positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. Billy felt the moisture and then she just pushed downwards.
Even though she had never had c***dren she should have been tight, but because she was so wet from anticipation his penis went straight up inside her.
Margaret let out a loud grunt. “Oh yes Billy, you’re filling me up, try not to finish too soon, not until I come, urghhh.”
He lay there as she lifted up until his cock was almost out then dropped herself down so his cock drove deep up inside her.
“If the other women hadn’t been there I would have fucked you there and then.”
“Yes I wanted to fuck you to Mrs Gower.” He lied as he had not even considered what was going to happen on that day.
As she pumped up and down on his cock, he became aware that he could feel wetness around his cock, at first he thought she was wetting herself. Then he reasoned that if men came then maybe women did the same.
“Urghhh Billy I’m coming, your prick feels so good inside my cunt, urghhh.”
Finally he could hold out no longer, “I’m nearly there Mrs Gower, can I come in your cunt?”
“Yes Billy, fuck your come deep inside my cunt, urghhh.”
Margaret felt his come squirting up inside her and she felt another orgasm surge through her body.
As his penis softened inside her, Margaret lifted herself off the boy and lay down beside him.
“Wow Billy, I have to say you’re a fantastic fuck.”
He could only say, ‘thank you’.
“Well I hope to have the pleasure of your cock again?”
This was said as a question, so he answered, “of course Mrs Gower.”
“I think Billy that now you’re a real man you should call me Margaret?”
A real man, Billy felt ten feet tall at that comment. “Yes of course I can Margaret.”
Margaret made him take a shower and when he came out of the bathroom she handed him a ten pound note. At first he thought she was paying him for having sex with her, sensing his reluctance she said, “it’s for mending the cooker.”
“Oh, yes of course, thank you.”
When he returned home his mother asked why he had been so long?
He hesitated before he answered. “I finished it quite early and had a walk in the park.” He hoped his answer satisfied her.
Billy had been swimming, he came home and put his wet trunks and towel in the hamper in the bathroom.
“Hello Billy,” his mother greeted him as he came into the living room.
“Hi mum, what are we having for tea?”
“Just egg and chips, is that okay?”
He nodded enthusiastically, this was his favourite. “Can I have fried bread with it?”
“Yes, of course you can, but I have something to ask you.”
He had just helped himself to a biscuit and had taken a large bite of it.
“Mmm, what ith it?” his answer muffled from the biscuit in his mouth.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” she rebuked him.
He swallowed. “Sorry, what was it you wanted to ask me?”
“Well, Margaret Gower came round while you were at the swimming baths, she’s having problems with the oven door on her cooker, I told her how you fixed mine when it broke and she asked if you would take a look and see if you can fix hers.”
Billy thought about what had happened when he went round to Mrs Haslett’s, his face creased as he tried to appear that he wasn’t very enthusiastic about the request.
“She said she’ll pay you.”
“Okay, I can’t promise, but I’ll do my best.”
The next day, Billy sorted his toolbox out to ensure he had the necessary tools for the job. His mother gave him the address and off he went.
Margaret Gower opened the door. “Hello Billy, have you come to fix my cooker?”
“Yes, well, I’ll take a look at it, I’ve brought some spare catches, so if one of them fits, I should be able to repair it.”
Once inside, she directed him to the kitchen. It was a Parkinson Cowen cooker, just like the one his mother had. It was a simple matter of undoing two screws on the top of the door and two on the bottom. Then the inner cover could be removed to allow access to the catch. This was the most common cause of doors failing to stay shut.
“What about a cup of tea first Billy?”
He wasn’t a lover of tea, so he said, “I don’t suppose I could have a cold drink?”
“Yes of course you can, I’ll make up some juice, I’ve only got orange juice, will that do?”
He told her it would.
Margaret handed him the juice and had a glass herself. He sat on his toolbox. Margaret sat opposite him in an armchair. He noticed that she was sat forward on the chair and her knees were slightly parted. He tried not to stare. They chatted for a while, she didn’t mention that day at his mothers, so he guessed she felt embarrassed about it.
Try as he might, he couldn’t stop himself from looking at the gap between her legs. He could make out that she had black knickers on. He wished she had on what she was wearing that day.
Finishing his drink, he handed her the glass and reluctantly stood up. Margaret went to the sink and rinsed his glass under the tap then poured herself another glass of juice for herself.
“Will you be alright for a minute Billy? I have something to do.”
He nodded and took out the screwdriver to remove the screws. Margaret left the room.
The top two screws came out quite easily, but it was a different matter trying to loosen the bottom two. The problem was they were so tight and he needed two hands to turn the screwdriver, so he was unable to hold the door as well.
Moments later, Mrs Gower returned. “How are you getting on Billy?” she asked.
He was stretched out on the floor underneath the door. “Not very well I’m afraid, I can’t hold the door and turn the screwdriver.”
“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked.
“Well, if you don’t mind holding the door, I’ll be able to get a better grip on the screwdriver.”
Margaret moved towards him. Then she squatted down and grabbed the door. In doing so, she had to spread her legs apart to keep her balance. Obviously Billy wasn’t going to miss the chance to look up her skirt. He gave an audible gasp.
“Is something wrong Billy.”
“Err no, I thought I had broken the head of the screw, but it’s alright.”
When he had looked up her skirt, his first thought was that he could see the black knickers he had seen earlier. It was when he saw pinkness amongst the black, that he realised that she had taken her underwear off and he was able to see not only her pubic hair, but the lips of her vagina.
His penis became erect straight away. He was unable to do anything, in case it drew her attention to it.
He took longer to take the screws out, mainly because he wanted to see her as long as possible.
Finally he removed the screws and said, “at last, they’re out.”
Extricating himself from where he lay, he sat up. Margaret was still squatting down, but he wasn’t able to look, as it would have been to obvious.
He had a spare catch in his toolbox and fitted it on the door. Now he was ready to fit the panel back on. He did the top screws first, the said, “I’m going to do the bottom screws, would you mind holding the door again Mrs Gower?”
“Of course Billy.”
Again he was treated to the sight of her crutch. He wouldn’t be able to take as long putting them back, as he had taking them out.
He lay there when he finished tightening the last screw. “Well, that’s that job done.”
He was about to get up, when she said. “Stay there Billy, I want to try it first, in case it still doesn’t shut.”
“Okay Mrs Gower.”
“That way, you’ll still be able to look at my cunt.”
His mouth dropped open. P p p pardon?” he stammered.
“I’m sorry Billy, are my legs not wide enough apart for you to see it?” As she said this, she spread her legs even wider. “There, is that better?”
It was indeed much better, the adjustment had caused the lips of her vagina to open slightly and he now saw the pink interior of her opening.
“It’s beautiful Mrs Gower,” he declared.
“That’s good Billy, you just keep looking at it while I test the oven door.”
Margaret tried the door several times and when she was satisfied, she left it closed. Billy just kept staring as she had instructed him.
“Now Billy, you know what my cunt is for don’t you?”
“I think so,” he said nervously, not sure if he was supposed to start to do something.
“Well, your hands are all greasy, so you just lay there and let me do all the work.”
Reaching forward she undid the belt and unzipped his jeans. “Lift your arse up so I can pull them down Billy.”
He did as she asked and as his penis became free it slapped against his stomach.
“Oh Billy, as soon as I saw that the other day I knew I needed it up inside my cunt.”
He was unsure if he was meant to respond, but he couldn’t think of what to say.
Mrs Gower hitched her skirt up around her waist, then swung her leg over his body. Grasping his penis she positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. Billy felt the moisture and then she just pushed downwards.
Even though she had never had c***dren she should have been tight, but because she was so wet from anticipation his penis went straight up inside her.
Margaret let out a loud grunt. “Oh yes Billy, you’re filling me up, try not to finish too soon, not until I come, urghhh.”
He lay there as she lifted up until his cock was almost out then dropped herself down so his cock drove deep up inside her.
“If the other women hadn’t been there I would have fucked you there and then.”
“Yes I wanted to fuck you to Mrs Gower.” He lied as he had not even considered what was going to happen on that day.
As she pumped up and down on his cock, he became aware that he could feel wetness around his cock, at first he thought she was wetting herself. Then he reasoned that if men came then maybe women did the same.
“Urghhh Billy I’m coming, your prick feels so good inside my cunt, urghhh.”
Finally he could hold out no longer, “I’m nearly there Mrs Gower, can I come in your cunt?”
“Yes Billy, fuck your come deep inside my cunt, urghhh.”
Margaret felt his come squirting up inside her and she felt another orgasm surge through her body.
As his penis softened inside her, Margaret lifted herself off the boy and lay down beside him.
“Wow Billy, I have to say you’re a fantastic fuck.”
He could only say, ‘thank you’.
“Well I hope to have the pleasure of your cock again?”
This was said as a question, so he answered, “of course Mrs Gower.”
“I think Billy that now you’re a real man you should call me Margaret?”
A real man, Billy felt ten feet tall at that comment. “Yes of course I can Margaret.”
Margaret made him take a shower and when he came out of the bathroom she handed him a ten pound note. At first he thought she was paying him for having sex with her, sensing his reluctance she said, “it’s for mending the cooker.”
“Oh, yes of course, thank you.”
When he returned home his mother asked why he had been so long?
He hesitated before he answered. “I finished it quite early and had a walk in the park.” He hoped his answer satisfied her.
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