Maid For The Family Album

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Another story by Pagan

Maid for the family album.

It all started as a great idea, Trudy and Bob, Helen and Terry had found their dream house. It was Terry who said, this has great potential, big and already divided, two beautiful big apartments. Four bedrooms up and three down, each floor had separate lounges, bathrooms, kitchens and two garages, it was perfect for the best friends.

Trudy and Bob took out the loan mortgage in their name and moved in first; it was going to be a few more weeks before Terry came up with his half.

Bob spent the rest of their savings on a few luxuries, swimming pool, a new car. Knowing Terry's money would refill the coffers he thought he needed something with a little more street cred considering his job; he was still on probation but if he passed he would be territory manager looking after warehouse profits over five counties for an international conglomerate.

It was the thirtieth and a Friday, Trudy had said that morning, "I hope this is not going to be a bad day, not that I'm superstitious."

The phone went at three forty, it was Terry's brother; Bob was shaking when Trudy came out of the kitchen. She dropped the tray; one look at Bob's face told her something was horrorible wrong.

He took her by the arm and sat her down on the settee, then he sat beside her and took her hand, "Its Terry and Helen, they've been in an accident, they're in Mount Church Hospital, darling I don't know how to tell you this but they're on life support and it looks bad."

They didn't get to the hospital in time, both died with in ten minutes of each other, Bob and Trudy just had time to tell the desk they were Mr. and Mrs. Wainright before Terry's brother came out from the ward, the look on his face was evidence enough to revoke any questions they had.

The three of them stood outside the hospital unable to take it in. Thirty-five years old, the same age as them, their best friends since school days and they were dead.

Three weeks later Trudy and Bob were told that there was no will to be read, they, like Bob and Trudy had wanted to save enough money and get a nice place before children so their money was in probate but one thing was for sure, there was no money coming their way.

That evening the two of them stared at each other across the kitchen table, "I'll just have to work more hours, it will stand me in good stead with the firm, then I get the full promotion," he looked at his pretty wife, "Have you thought about a part time job?"

She looked at him, "Not back to waiting on table, I'm worth better than that."

He looked pitiful, "We could always sell."

He sat bolt upright, "No, no, no we worked hard for this fabulous house and no-one is going to take it from us, If I have to I'll rent their half until we can get enough to live through this, I'm not giving up."

Bobs eyes let up, "So if I work every hour god sends, then we rent their half, yes it could work, come on let's calculate how much rent we will ask."

They sat until the early hours working out just how much they would need, wrote out the advert and, first thing Trudy went to the local estate agent, as Trudy closed the door of the agents, she looked at the bright sunshine and thought, "Job done."

They had four applicants and four refusals, they were starting to get disparate; the bank balance was drifting in to the red and they were missing payments.

Bob had left to do another grueling trip and Trudy sat drinking her morning coffee, now in panic she hopelessly stared at the bank statement. She was lost in thought when there was a knock on the door, a big woman of around forty stood there; she held the agents details.

Trudy looked past her. In the car was a fattish balding man in his mid forties, two boys, young teens obviously twins and a slightly younger girl, Trudy only guessed she was younger behind the make up and skimpy clothes.

The woman spoke, "Hi I'm Darlene Morgan that's my family out there, we have seen your advert for an apartment to let, like to take a look, if that's convenient?"

Trudy ushered them up the adjoining staircase and stood by the door looking at each one while they looked round.

They were all tall and well built. She was large all over, breast, bottom, hips lots of hair, slightly dark skin. He was taller; Trudy thought a fine beer gut, not a lot of hair your typical slob. The two big boys slouched around picking on the girl; she would have been a pretty little girl if it weren't for the high heels and sluttish clothes, the make up was not for a girl of that age.

Trudy's thought were broken as she came back to her, "Its perfect, it will take our furniture and its close enough for all our needs, we will take it." Trudy's heart jumped at the thought of money just at the right time, she had just had a demand from the loan company.

The woman more pushed Trudy rather then walked her down the stairs, then with out being asked marched in to Trudy's lounge.

Her large frame sank in to Trudy's chair, "Right Mrs. Wainright this is what we will do, we will move the furniture in tomorrow, you can have an unsigned cheque, which I will sign on completion," though she wasn't supposed to Trudy heard the husband mutter, "Been ripped off by rich cunts like you before," the woman continued, "Then one every month, how's that sound?"

Much as Trudy wanted the money up front a bird in the hand was worth more to her, so although it was through gritted teeth, she did not like this family, she said yes.

When Bob phoned Trudy put on a really happy voice she didn't want him to know her real feelings, he was delighted and said he would meet them as soon as he got back.

She went to bed that night with fear etched in to her mind.

Trudy woke with a start, it was a lorry, she put on her housecoat and went to find out what all the commotion was about, it was the Morgan's furniture already.

By the time she had dressed the two boys were already moving stuff up the stairs, she tried to protest but Darlene had a cheque in her hand and thrust it a Trudy, she laughed as she said, "There you are Mrs. Wainright unsigned as agreed."

Trudy shrank back in to her apartment, as she made coffee the noise upstairs was horrendous, no carpet echoed every footstep. It was two in the afternoon when she heard the wagon and car move away; the silence was deafening.

She lay back on her settee, brushed a few crumbs from her blouse, straightened her pleated skirt and checked if her nylons weren't laddered before bringing her feet up, stretching out and relaxing.

She had drifted in to a disturbed sleep when a knock on the door woke her up with a start, she cursed, "Not twice in one day," she got up and went to the door.

"Mrs. Trudy Wainright?" a little man in a gray suit asked.

"Yes," Trudy smiled at least it wasn't a Morgan, "May I help you?"

"I'm from Orion Loans, I think we should continue this in private," Trudy's heart sank as she stood back to let him enter.

He dropped the folder on the coffee table; she smiled a very nervous smile, "Coffee?"

He didn't smile but said, "Yes, black no sugar."

As she went to the kitchen he watched her, he pert round ass naturally swayed, the black pleated skirt just above the knee made her slim, well shaped legs look perfect in the little court shoes and for a women in her mid thirties, you could tell she had not had children, her tiny waist did the tight blouse justice.

He sat on the settee; as she returned he took interest in the front view he was not disappointed, her flat tummy and that blouse fitted nicely over a pair of well shaped 36 inchers and then he took real notice of her face, she was pretty, a full pink coloring and full red lips, oh yes a really attractive full bodied woman put coffee on the table before him.

She sat opposite as he picked up the folder, he looked at her, worry written all over her face, "Now Mrs. Wainright, your seemed to have missed two payment and a third is due a week today, is this an oversight on you or your banks or is there some kind of problem?"

Trudy tried not to sound flustered, "Eeerr you see we have this cheque and my husbands pay is not due to the end of the month, of course then we will be able to start a payment and also reduce the outstanding arrears," she hoped she had sounded confident enough.

The was no emotion in his voice, "Well that doesn't sound promising, now you do know that I have the power to invoke a closure on this loan and to retrieve the money we can foreclose on the property, sell it and recoup our loses."

Trudy stood, No, no you can't take my house."

He didn't even look at her, "Yes I can, this house is the afore mentioned loans guarantee, therefore forfeit to any arrears on the loan and you did sign that three missed payment were subject to that clause, here's you and Mr. Wainright's signatures to that effect.

Trudy was losing it, "No, I mean yes but surely there is time, I mean I just need a couple more weeks and it could, I mean we could start to clear this, I mean," the little man stopped her, "I mean that in a couple of weeks this house could be sold, we only need to cover our costs, the loan company is not interested in value or profit, no this, at the money we need will go as a snip."

Trudy thought she heard him gloating at her misfortune, but she also knew he had the upper hand, "Look please can't you say we were out, or that you had made an agreement that was workable, please," she finished almost in tears, "I'm begging you."

His whole tone changed, "So you want me to drop myself in the shit so you can live in this posh house," Trudy spluttered, "I, I," he snapped back at her, "Don't interrupted me when I'm speaking, if you want to live beyond your means then tough shit when it goes ass shaped, I can't live in a place like this, yet you want me to jeopardize my life for you, for what?"

Trudy rung her hands, "There could be some money left over for your favor."
He roared with laughter, "Left over, you can't even afford what you got let alone spare a few coins for me, come over here and stand in front of me."

Trudy felt as though she was being spoken to like a schoolgirl being dragged before the head master.

She rose and walked over to the settee, still ringing her hands she stood in front of the man.

The little man looked her up and down then spoke in a gentler way, "So what guarantee do I have that there will be money in it for me?"

She looked at him, "I give you my word."

He scoffed, "If you can't keep what you signed for than you can't keep what you speak for, no I want a sign and something today."

She quickly said, "What, what just say?"

He got out a note pad and wrote, I Trudy Wainright agree to pay Gerald Sinclair 10% of the total price of the arrears accumulated against my Orion loan on the last day of March 2004.

She took the pad and read it, "It seems a lot," his smug look said it all, "Not as much as losing this house," reluctantly she took the pen and signed.

She went to move, he snapped, "I didn't say you could move, now something may happen between now and then, so as I said, I need some good will today or this all goes bad again and I now have proof that you tried to bribe me, that's illegal."

She started to sob her lovely body shook, he smiled up at her, "Your body looks really good when it shakes, moves all the right things."

She blubbered, "Please I have nothing else, don't do this to me, what is it you want?"

His eyes locked on hers, "You want me to go away feeling happy don't you?"

Trudy nodded as he carried on, "Then you are going to clasp your hands behind your back and I'm going to do some feeling, then and only then I will go away happy and you will keep you house a little longer."

She looked at him in disbelief, "But no you don't mean, no I couldn't,"

He grabbed his folder, "Then sleep on the street or if I show them the bribe, sleep in a cell, I don't give a shit, I still get paid."

She quickly said, "No," then a quiet, "No," as she stood still and put her hands behind her back, clasping the wrist firmly.

He sat down, unbuttoned his jacket and pulled it off, he loosened his tie and looked up at the trembling beauty before him, "See you could, all the same you smart assed housewives, think your to good for the likes of us, well, we all have our day," he bent forward and placed his hands on both her knees, "And this is mine."

His eyes never left hers, he chuckled as a tear squeezed out of one, "Oh come on its not that bad, put it down to a necessary duty, and if your husbands away well may be you'll get off on it, a bit of rough feeling you up doesn't hurt, does it?"

His hands ran under the folds of her skirt, slowly up and down his palms caressing the sheer nylon, just stopping before the naked flesh of her thigh, he still tormented her, "Hold ups, pity I was hoping for a suspender belt, bet your were sussies for your husband."

Her body was in shock, standing there letting this little man touch her, her mind shut down, she never heard the creak on the stairs.

His hands now stroked the naked flesh of her thighs, "Smile at me, tell me you like it or I'll carry on doing this for a long time."

She wanted this to end, she smiled at him even gave a little giggle, told him it was nice and that she was enjoying it, hoping it would make him stop, but he didn't.

The back of his hand stroked over the panties just above her cunt, pushing his knuckle hard against her, she whimpered, "Please don't," he slid his hand between her legs rubbing the side of his forefinger over her slit his thumb pushing the material of her panties in to her hood.

"What's the point of having my hand up your skirt for a feel if I don't feel, now keep smiling, you will be when I've gone and your comfortable in your posh house."

His hands were now running over her ass, squeezing and pulling at the firm round globes, "Pull your skirt up, these panties fell really lacey, I want to see how sexy they are and tell me you want to do it for me and smile while your at it."

She swallowed hard and still with that silly smile said what she had been told, "Can I lift my skirt up, I bet you want to see my panties, there white lace and very sexy."

As she said it her hands felt for the hem of her skirt, she tried not to bend, his fingers had already found the crease of her ass cheeks and were pushing between.

 

She slowly pulled her skirt up, his eyes followed, taking in the stocking then the lace top, the expanse of naked creamy thigh before the white lace crotch of her panties, he whispered, "Keep going," soon the whole skirt was bunched around Trudy's waist.

He put his face close to her; he could smell her musk, his hands roaming all over the white pants, deliberately stroking the skin at the side of her crotch, he looked up at her, "You still smiling, you better be, by the way do you shave, its all clean around the bikini line?"

She kept the smile as she squirmed at his touch, "Just a little, we have a pool and it looks better with my swim-suite."

'I thought so, turn around lets see your ass it feels really firm."

As ordered she slowly turned her back on him, immediately he slid his hands up under her panties and stroked her naked skin, "Oh firm very firm, you're a good looking woman for your age especially when you smile."

She stood there holding her skirt around her waist, smiling, as this little pervert played with her ass. With out warning he grabbed the side and pulled her panties down to her knees, she kept quiet, hoping this must be the end of it.

His hand slipped between her legs again this time his fingers rubbed flesh, pink open flesh, "Turn around lets see the hair cut," slowly Trudy turned, "mmmm nice, just a line over a pink juicy slit."

His face was almost touching the slit when he suddenly looked up, she saw him and smiled quickly, "Good, lets see your tits, take your top off."

She went to protest but he had returned to touching her pubic hairs, she heard him say, "The quicker you do as your told the quicker I'm out of here."

She let go of the skirt, he moved his head and his hands folded around her, as she unbuttoned her blouse he unzipped her skirt, as he pulled it down to her ankles soon her blouse dropped to the floor, her bra followed and she stood again with her hands clasped behind her smiling at the man, he looked at the petrified beauty standing in just stockings with her panties stretched across her thighs, "mmmmm I can see how you ended up in a big house, any man would want to fuck you so you picked the rich boy."

She whispered, "Please have you finished," he smiled up at her, "Just a little longer, now kneel down so I can feel your tits, your nipples look interesting."

The words, just a little longer, brought a little hope to Trudy; she knelt in front of him his hands started to maul her breasts, he squeezed them in to cones, "Pull your nipples and look as though your enjoying it."

Again she was doing as she was told, pulling her nipples out as he mauled her tits flicking the nipple as she pulled at them, he put his hand on her head and stood up, "Just look at that bulge in my pants, now I can't go with that problem but I will go when you have solved the problem."

She tried to stand, objecting to his demand but he held her head down, "You don't have a choice, you will do as I want or I won't do what you want, you understand me."

Dejected and defeated she stopped struggling, her trembling hands reached for his zip, "Smile bitch."

It was almost impossible for Trudy to continue this sick perverted game but she was not in any position to argue, as her fingers pulled down his zip she smiled.

She heard him giggle as she pulled his cock out, then she slowly started to jerk him off. With a swift slap her hand was knocked away, "You got a mouth, use it,"

She looked up, "But I thought you were just going to feel," he laughed, "When your in the position I'm in, I get to feel the inside of your mouth with my dick, now suck me off."

The naked woman took the cock in to her mouth and started to lick the end; with out warning he viciously grabbed her head and rammed his cock to the back of her throat, "Don't piss me off Wainright I want a fucking blow job and I want a good one that means you take it all the way, now get it right and don't forget to fucking smile."

Trying to grin Trudy sucked on the cock in her mouth; he insisted she looked up at him as she sucked, "Play with your tits and look as though your enjoying it, I like my woman to enjoy their sex when I'm fucking their mouths."

Trudy tried to look as he wanted but he still wasn't happy, "Wainright you better get in to this or I'll bend you over that table and fuck your cunt and ass," suddenly Trudy was sucking hard, her tongue licking the underside of his cock and to her disgust, smiling while she mauled her tits for his viewing pleasure.

He pushed his hips in to her face, faster and faster, Trudy gagged as he pummeled his cock in to her throat, she tried to say no but the cock in her mouth stopped any audible cry until she was completely silenced by a mouth full of his filthy juice.

He pulled out as Trudy coughed out the little drops she hadn't swallowed. As she composed herself he whispered, "Now jump up and put your arms around me and kiss me like that was the greatest thing that had ever happened to you."

She stood put her arms around his neck and kissed him, he slavered in to her mouth, pushing his tongue in to hers, while his hands gripped her naked ass he wiped his sticky cock on her pubic hairs, he pulled away.

"O K Wainright, go clean yourself up, I'll let myself out, you have another month to put your life in order, you wouldn't want me back in a bad mood, I'd be after my money and I better get it or I'll bend you over that table a beat your ass, then when I'm through spanking it I'll fuck it, and it won't be no lovey, dovey husband fuck, no I'll screw you to the fucking floor, understand."

Trudy nodded to him, turned and moved quickly to her bedroom. As he zipped himself up, he heard a creak on the stairs; shrugging his shoulders he picked up his jacket, then his folder and left, whistling as he closed the door behind him.

Trudy spent the rest of that day and the next hiding in her apartment, she could hear the Morgan's as they moved and sorted out their new flat, all Trudy wanted was Bob home.

Bob got back on the Friday night; she was so pleased to be back in the safety of his arms.

It was Saturday morning and Bob, much against Trudy's better judgment, had asked the Morgan's for lunch, he thought it the best way to break the ice, nothing fancy just a light salad and a few fancies out by the pool.

Trudy was amazed at the transformation, they were so nice; the boys, Harry and Will were polite and the Charlene a picture of sweet innocents, even the fat gutted Olsen had smartened himself up.

Darlene gushed all over Bob, they all got on fine and they all agreed that by the end of the week the house agents would have all the contracts in place and the cheque would be cleared, Trudy went to bed that night happy and relieved.

Sunday came and went, a few jobs around the house for Bob then out in the sunshine for a drive, a picnic by the lake and home for a romantic dinner for two before a few hours of gently love making, Trudy trying to block out the memory of the last set of hands to play with her body.

Monday, after Bob went, was Trudy's go in to town day, she was getting fed up with all this time Bob was spending away but she knew he had to get used to the territory and the customers and he wanted to make the kind of impression that would mean promotion.

Tuesday was a hot, cloudless day; she looked at her watch, ten-o-clock and the pool beckoned. Trudy put on her bikini and grabbed a towel and a drink and went to the pool, she nearly dropped the glass when she saw Darlene spread out on a towel, "Hello dear, lovely day, thought I'd through a sickie and soak up a bit of sun."

Trudy looked at her lying there, her bathing suit did nothing for her she could see the hairs from under her armpits and the short curly mass on her inner thighs, she had noticed on Saturday that she had a hairy lip, how unladylike but she put a brave face on and smiled, at least it was company, if not the best.

She lay out, not to close but enough to be friendly and they chatted for about ten minutes when Darlene turned on her side and looked at Trudy, "You're a good looking woman."

Trudy embarrassed a little said, "Thank you."

Darlene said, "No, no I mean it, I bet you don't have any trouble in getting your husband to fuck you."

Trudy tried to ignore the question but she continued, "My husband hasn't fucked me for age's and I get so horny like I really need it, especially on days like this when I'm doing nothing, I don't get as lucky as you and get a man to come around and play with my cunt and tits."

Trudy sat up, "What, eerrr what do you mean?"

Darlene just laughed and said, "Just lay down, I know all about last Thursday."

Now very scared Trudy lay back down, Darlene moved a little closer, "Oh yes I watched the whole thing, you smiling and looking like you really enjoyed it, I thought you would have heard me when I went back up for Charlene's video camera, but you were far to busy enjoying yourself."

Trudy's brain raced, what was she to say, she couldn't tell her the real reason, what if she told Bob, her thoughts were interrupted as Darlene continued to taunt her.

 

Trudy was lost for words and Darlene knew it, she taunted her even more, "Your face was a picture as you stood there with your legs open smiling at him and I bet he was smiling while he had his finger's up your cunt."

Darlene could see Trudy was reeling with what she knew and carried on in for the kill.

 

"And you must give a great blow-job, I was really turned on by the way you sucked him off then jumped up and let him lick his cum out of your mouth, kinky cunt aren't you?"

Trudy's body started to shake she was trying not to cry in front of her, she went to move but Darlene's voice put pay to that plan, "Lay still, I have it all on disc, I thought at first you two had an open marriage but after meeting sweet Bob I don't think he knows his lovely wife is letting other men screw her, you want to tell me different?"

Trudy blubbered, "You know it wasn't like that, you must have heard?"

Darlene had the upper hand, "No, no I only saw what the camera saw and there's no sound on that, pity, you make lovely slurping noise's when you have and cock stuck in you mouth."

Trudy bit her lip before she asked, "What do you intend to do with the disc?"

Darlene sat up, "Nothing providing you are a good girl."

Trudy asked, "What do you mean, good girl?"

Darlene was mater of fact about it as she said, "Oh not a lot, its just that I feel with the rent we pay it should include a little more service and you will provide that service, if I need waiting on you will do it, a kind of domestic, you catch my drift?"

Trudy now almost crying said, "You mean a maid?"

Darlene laughed, "Oh yes that's the word I was looking for and you will do it so cut the crap."

Trudy was now sobbing, Darlene came right over beside her and looked down at her, "Right my little maid, lets get thing straight, if I want it, you deliver it or hubby gets a nights viewing is that understood?"

Trudy still sobbed her answer, "Please don't show him, I'll work for you but please don't show him."

Darlene's smile grew across her face, "Good then we will start today, now as I said, you make lovely slurping noise's when you suck cock, lets have the same noise's when you suck cunt."

As Trudy's brain tried to come to terms with what had just been said Darlene was pulling her bathing suit off releasing her large tits, belly and hips as Trudy realized what had been said she opened her eyes, the full extent of Darlene's hairy crotch became all to apparent.

"No, no you can't, you," Darlene snapped, "Oh shut the fuck up, I have the disc you have the mouth and I feel really horny, put your arms by your side you stupid cunt and pay off another debt."

Trudy looked at her, "What do you mean?"

Darlene placed a foot either side of Trudy's head, "I keep my mouth closed; you just keep yours open, simply ain't it?"

Darlene's body blocked out the sun, Trudy stared up between her open thighs. Her pubic hairs were massed all over her stomach and down between her legs, each side of her cunt lips and then cascading down her inner thighs.

She bent her legs, crouching over Trudy's face. Only nine inches above her face Trudy saw the flabby cunt lips part, showing a mass of open wet red flesh in between the forest of hair, "Put your arms by your side maid," a beaten Trudy slid her arms down by her side, "Good, you understand the rules, now open your mouth and stick out your tongue I want to enjoy sitting on your face."

With a thud Darlene's knees hit the ground either side of Trudy's head, then Trudy felt the wet flesh touch her lips and the smell of her body repulsed her. It took a tug on her hair to activate her tongue, not knowing what to do she started to lick at the hot wet slit.

Darlene's hand gripped the back of Trudy's neck and pulled her face between her thighs. The mass of hair tickled up in to Trudy's nose and pushed in to her mouth, but still she kept licking, she was unable to move as Darlene pushed her hips back and forth over her sucking mouth.

She heard Darlene tell her to lick the clit and suck it in to her mouth, move your tongue faster, come on maid fuck me with your tongue. Trudy tried to do everything she was told even though the hair in her face made her feel sick.

The cunt in her mouth was getting wet, she could feel the hair getting sticking and fluid was dripping on to her tongue but still the relentless grinding of Darlene's hips kept the wet cunt firmly over her mouth.

Back and forth, back and forth the cunt pushed in to Trudy's face, her lips were being mashed back on her teeth, but still the pulling on her hair told her, her tongue had got to stay active.

The dripping was becoming more, Trudy felt like she was drinking the drips, but grinding was becoming frenzied, Trudy's nose was almost being rubbed off, she was finding it difficult to breath when suddenly the little dripping became spurts of warm sickly juice. Darlene's knees clamped the side of Trudy's head as juice splattered in to her mouth, the hair's around Darlene's cunt were soaked, her hips rubbed the sticky, cum soaked hair all over Trudy's face.

The pulling subsided and the grip released, allowing Trudy's head to drop back, she sucked in air and chocked on the taste in her mouth, her eyes open, Darlene was staring down at her.

"First time you sucked a cunt, well I got news for you, I'm going to call your face chair from now on with the amount of time I'm planning to be sat on it, but you need to learn how to please your boss, come with me, maid."

Darlene didn't dress she just pulled the dazed Trudy up and shoved her towards the house. Once through the door she yanked her upstairs to her own apartment, Trudy looked terrified and pathetic against this big woman.

Darlene pointed at a door, "You know where the bathroom is, go clean yourself up, you got one minute."

Trudy disappeared in to the bathroom, Darlene went to check on her bedroom, yes all was as she had planned it, she set a few things then she waited.

One cry of, "Your one minutes up," had Trudy reluctantly walking back to her.

She opened the door to the bedroom and pushed Trudy in, the frightened housewife turned, "What are you going to do?"

Darlene smiled, "You," and pushed her back on the bed.

Her naked body soon followed Trudy, grinning over her she said, "Now you know the rules, hands by your side and your boss requires instant obedience.

Knowing refusal was futile Trudy lay with her hands by her side waiting for Darlene to sit on her face again, but it didn't happen, instead Darlene lay beside her, her hand slid across Trudy's chest and tugged the little bow on her bikini top and pulled it off.

"Well dear they look just as perfect close up as they did on camera," she rolled the nipples in her fingers, "mmmm nice, no wonder that man enjoyed playing with them, lets give them a lick."

She lent over Trudy and started licking the pick rosebud tip, Trudy shuddered at her touch, it was different to Bob's, her mouth soft and she seemed to know were touch and how to make the nipple respond, Darlene felt Trudy shudder and made her next move.

As her tongue tickled an excited the hardening nipple her hand slid down, moving side to side until it slipped under the tiny bikini bottoms. As she worked her way between Trudy's legs she felt the little strip of hair such a contrast to her own bush.

Little moans of, "Please don't or Stop this mustn't happen," were soon silenced by Darlene's expert tongue.

Another shudder as Darlene's fingers touched her clit; Darlene knew this was Trudy's first experience with a woman and she was going to make sure it was an experience she wouldn't forget or be allowed to forget.

Her fingers parted the lips and danced over the women's hood, moving around with the deft fingers of an expert, her lips and tongue forcing the nipple to extend fully. Her fingers quickly moved either side pulling the little bows that held the bikini bottoms in place, the return of her fingers to the now exposed slit caused the legs to open more and little gasps of pleasure to escape the panting mouth.

Much to Darlene's surprise she found her fingers slipping in and around Trudy's cunt quicker than she anticipated, her fingers were wet and there was definite movement from her hips, Darlene slid her right leg over Trudy and forced it in between the outstretched legs beside her.

Trudy's cunt was now open; Darlene shifted her whole body to be almost lying on her conquest. Her mouth sucked the nipple in as the tongue flicked it to a new sensitive high. Another moan and Darlene's hand slipped away from the damp cunt, under the pillow and returned, a large pink cock shaped vibrator clutched firmly between her damp fingers.

Years of practice made it easy for her to switch on the dildo with one hand, as her hand moved to touch the vibrator on the wet slit her eyes looked up from the raising breasts and locked Trudy's face in her vision.

Her aim was perfect as the tip vibrated on the hard nub poking out from the fleshy hood her eyes took in the sudden in take of breath. The sound of, "Ahh, ahhhhhh," as the breath exhaled was music to Darlene's ears, she couldn't help but grin and let out a long, "Mmmmmmmm," as she let the vibrator push further in to the open slit and her mouth went back to the hard red nipple.

Her hand new exactly what was needed, slowly up in to Trudy's cunt, little turns of the wrist had the knobbed and veined sides touching her inner most sensitive areas, then back out to tickle the clit and slip around the wet lips.

She stopped working on her nipple and slid a little further up, her mouth closed over Trudy's, Trudy's mouth, already open allowed Darlene's long searching tongue to invade at its pleasure, Trudy's body, unable to control itself writhed towards her first climax.

Trudy tried to squeal but Darlene's sucking tongue stopped any sound as her body squirmed down on the innocent conquest. The climax subsided but Darlene wasn't finish, she was enjoying the fact she could relieve her sexual frustration on her helpless victim.

Her hand released the buzzing plastic cock but her knee slid all the way between Trudy's legs and then pushed up trapping the dildo firmly back up the aroused cunt. Her hands, now free massaged Trudy's sensitive tits while her tongue still enjoyed the inside of Trudy's mouth.

Trudy lay pinned under the large woman, she tried to break loose but as one orgasm subside so another one was building fast, the dildo was forcing her to cum again, this hadn't happened to her in years and it was becoming overpowering.

To her own disgust Trudy felt herself kissing Darlene back as she ground her hips in to the knee making the vibrator fuck her in to a frenzy, this was the signal for Darlene to move on.

Slowly she took the pressure off, her knee sliding back, the dildo followed, Darlene could feel the desperation as Trudy tried to follow it.

Moving off her she smiled at the wriggling woman, "Still need it to fuck you dear, then get hold of it and fuck yourself."

Darlene watched the little hands as the grabbed at the cock shaped plastic and slowly pushed it back, her words gloated with power, "That's it you horny fucker, fuck yourself, you love a stiff cock, and these are best they never go soft, here try these in your mouth."

She lent over Trudy and daggled her nipples on to her lips, Trudy sucked on them, Darlene's power ridden voice continued, "That's it suck on them, you love sucking don't you, you cunt, you love sucking cock just like that man last week, you loved sucking him off, you looked as though you were enjoying it on film anyway and does that dick feel like his fingers as they played up your cunt?" Trudy hardly heard a word as she came again.

Darlene continued her assault, again her hands went back to the vibrator, again she ran it all over Trudy's cunt and with a groan, again, Trudy responded.

Now she was going to use her mouth, she climbed over Trudy and bent to start licking the wet cunt while fucking it with the dildo. She drove the plastic cock in and out, licking furiously at the responding clit and just waited until Trudy was writhing again before lowering her cunt on to Trudy's mouth, she didn't wait long to feel her victims tongue right where she wanted it to be, she drove Trudy to another climax.

 

She looked down at the exhausted Trudy, just one more thing and her plan would be complete. With gentle persuasion she had Trudy kneeling up on the bed, she knelt before her, took her in her arms and started kissing her again, Trudy was to exhausted to fight and surrendered, Darlene knew she had her where she wanted and whispered, "Get your hands between my legs and finger fuck me until I get off."

It made the perfect picture, Darlene her legs wide holding Trudy and kissing her passionately. Trudy in the arms of this big woman both her hands down between Darlene's legs ramming her fingers up a wet cum soaked hole, while being forced to suck in a wet searching tongue.

After she had cum all over the busy little fingers Darlene took Trudy in to the bathroom to shower and clean up. While she was in the shower Darlene returned to the bedroom, picked up the strategically positioned camera from between some books and checked it was still running, she smiled, all one and a half hours were there, switching it off she said to herself, "A little editing and it's a wrap."

Trudy just staggered out of the shower, Darlene picked up her bikini, waited while it was put on and helped her down the stairs. She took her back out to the pool and laid her on her towel, "There my little maid you have a rest, you have worked well today," Trudy was in a daze as Darlene stood to leave, as she picked up her own bathing suit she smiled at the exhausted woman, "And your going to be working like that for a lot more days to come."

She went back up stairs, from a side window she could see Trudy laid out sleeping, she thought, nice cunt and a good sucking mouth and when I've taught her to use it she will be all mine to play with as I like, she pinched her own hard nipples before picking up the camera, sitting at the desk, still excited she started to edit.

In the morning Trudy listened, first she heard Olsen leave with, Charlene, Harry and Will then she waited keeping still not daring to stir, suddenly Darlene thumped down the stairs. Trudy breathed a sigh of relief as she heard the door open and slammed shut, and then her car drove away.

Every thing was a whirl that day; Trudy went through it in a dream like state. She could not believe what she had down with in the week. First she had been unfaithful to her Bob. She looked in the mirror, Bob the only man she had ever been with, a childhood sweetheart and now she had sucked another mans cock letting him cum in her mouth and licked out a women, she buried her head in her hands.

She was just having a glass of wine, she looked at her watch, 5.20 they would be back soon.

She heard them all come back, they were the same as ever, she could hardly hear them, it was as though yesterday never happened, until.

It was nearly eight when Darlene just walked in to her room, "Trudy go down to Atkins and get, a six pack, some Jimmy snacks and two tubs of ice cream," Trudy stood open mouthed at the way she had just walked in, Darlene sneered at her, "Oh you didn't see me get your key, I've had a copy made and you won't be changing the locks," she threw some money at her and left, Trudy sat there stunned.

An hour later she was knocking on their door, Harry opened it and took the bag as he did Will arrived carrying the rubbish bag, "Here, mum says get rid of this," he dropped the bag at Trudy's feet, grabbed the door and closed it in her face, Trudy went down, got rid of the trash and returned to her flat, closed the door and sobbed.

The following day ran normally for Trudy, in fact she looked at the clock and decided a early night would be a great idea, tomorrow Bob comes home, oh how she wanted to put her arms around him, he had told her that next week he was in this area and would be coming home every night.

She had just put on her little teddy and was washing her face, she stood and reached for the towel, suddenly it was handed to her. She took it, she guessed it was Darlene. As she put it down she stared in to Darlene's face, she was smiling back at her.

"I told Olsen you had some wine for me and we were going to have a chat, so get me some wine."

Trudy almost pleaded, "Just take the wine and go."

The answer snapped back, "Give me the wine, maid, I'll go when I'm ready"

As Trudy bent to get the bottle, Darlene lifted the back of her Teddy, "Pants to match, how nice."

Trudy jumped up and turned. there was hate in her eyes as she stuffed the bottle in to Darlene's hand.

Darlene turned and walked over to the settee, swung round and dropped back. As she hit the cushions she threw her right leg out and on to the cushion and let her left leg stay on the floor, smiling at Trudy she pulled the hem of her skirt up until she bunched it around her waist, there were no pants Trudy was staring at the hairy bush again.

"On your knees maid, I have about a quarter of an hour and I need to get off, you know what to do, you can either do it the easy way, I'll just lay back and let you lick, or I'll sit on your face, remember the chair, you choose."

Trudy knew it was pointless to argue and she wanted her out of her flat, she knelt beside the settee.

She looked in the gloating woman's before bending down between her legs, she brought her hands up to part the fat lips when Darlene told her, "No, all mouth tonight, no hands, just tongue."

Trudy swallowed hard, took a deep breath and obediently started licking Darlene's cunt. She pushed her tongue in between the folds, forcing them open before finding the large nub of her clit.

She worked quickly, this was not to be enjoyed and it had to be got over with. Darlene pushed further up, her hips moving in time with Trudy's tongue.

The cunt was wet before the tongue started and soon Trudy could taste the warm juice leaking in to her mouth, with out warning Darlene clamped her hands behind Trudy's head and held her tight between her legs, then big powerful legs captured the head completely as the wet hairy cunt drove to a climax.

Trudy knelt there staring at the panting woman, she had been told not to wipe the filthy juice from her face until her boss, as she took great delight in calling herself, had gone.

As Darlene composed herself she could see the hate in Trudy's eyes, she bent forward and grabbed a hand full of Trudy's hair, "You'll do well to remember your place and act accordingly or I may get nasty", the hate in her face turned to worry, "Yes little Mrs. prim, I don't fuck about when I get pissed off, you better believe it."

As she went to the door she turned and with a sly smile said, "And I won't be nice with what I've bought to fuck your hot little cunt with either, but that's for another day and you better believe that as well."

She left Trudy still kneeling on the floor, her head full of what the threat meant. She washed the sticky juice from her face and went to bed, lying there for hours, Darlene's words ringing in her brain.

That weekend and the first days of the following week were wonderful. Bob came and went and they often made love, it was as though they were remarried again. It wasn't until the weekend when he started talking about, other counties and new contracts that the realization that very soon she would be alone and at Darlene's mercy, the fear returned.

Trudy tried to find out Bobs views on infidelity, had they changed over the years, thinking of a fictional friend, she told him of this woman being forced to be unfaithful and that her husband had forgiven her, Trudy's worst nightmare was the answer, she heard him say, "If its not full on rape then there is no way he would ever forgive a betrayal, to many slut wives use excuses for what they do, no it would be the end of that marriage."

Then Bob changed the subject, and said those magic words, "Well I hope you'll be able to coupe with having the kids around during the half term break," yes, Trudy thought, half term she won't be able to do anything to me with the kids around.

Bob left early on Monday; Trudy had been up two hours when she heard them moving about. Olsen left on his own then she saw Darlene leave with Charlene, the girl had a small suitcase with her, Trudy watched in loathing as Darlene shouted up to the boys window, "And you two, remember what I said, no mess and that doesn't mean you spend all day in bed."

Trudy didn't see anything of the boys during the day, but she did hear them. Moving about, the occasional shouts, at one point there were lots of shouts, Trudy closed her ears to some of the language but she just thought boys will be boys.

 

In the evening Darlene enjoyed humiliating her by giving her a shopping list and sending her out to do errands.

Again she found her evening ruined and herself laden with bags, banging on the door. Harry opened it; Trudy was puzzled by the way he smiled at her then asked if she had a D V D player, Trudy told him, "Yes," the smile grew wider as he said, "Good," then closed the door.

Trudy got up in a happy mood, not a lot to do, she was now doing her own shopping at the same time she was fetching and carrying for Darlene and the house didn't need much to make it look presentable. It was a warm day, so she put on her bikini, slipped on a nice loose top with a wrap around short skirt, now she knew as soon as she felt like it she was ready for the pool.

She looked at the clock, five past eleven, she looked out the window, wall to wall sunshine, she smiled to herself, I think I feel like it.

As she walked back in to the lounge she nearly dropped the tray with her pitcher of orange. Sitting on her settee were the two boys, Harry held the remote for the D V D, Trudy was furious.

As she put the tray back in the kitchen she yelled, "What the hell do you two think your playing at, how dare you come in here without permission."

Harry looked up, "Oh we thought you wouldn't mind us using your D V D."

Trudy was shaking with fury, "You cheeky pair, you have your own player, go and watch your own."

Will laughed, "Oh but the film on yours is far better than ours."

With the way the boys were laughing at her Trudy lost it, she marched to the door and opened it, "Get out the pair of you."

As she stood there waiting for them to move, Harry pressed the play button.

Seeing the boys were ignoring her, she marched towards them, "If you two don't get out I'll---," her voice trailed off as her eyes caught what was playing on her television.

It was the disc that Darlene was blackmailing her with, she saw herself standing in front of the settee, her legs open as the little man played up between them, she was looking down at him with a stupid smile on her face. Trudy felt sick, her stomach churned as she grabbed for the back of the settee.

Will turned and looked at her, "Well we heard so much about what you did with him when we watched the other disc, you know our mum's a stupid cow she should get a better hiding place, we always know where to look for her fun things."

Trudy's mind raced, "Other disc?"

Will laughed, "I think she better see the other disc, show her Harry, this is going to be even more fun than we first thought."

Trudy stuttered, "But, I eer, but you," crowing with power, Will almost yelled at her, "Oh shut the fuck up, you stupid cunt, get your fucking ass over here, like it or not you are going to watch the other fucking disc."

She put her hand to her face and made for the kitchen only to hear, "Go on then fuck off, just remember if you don't want to watch it we will wait until your stuck up husband comes home, that should be a laugh."

She spun around as Harry swapped disc's, "Laugh, what do you mean laugh?"

Will wasn't even looking at her as he snapped back, "Fucking hell lady after we found these, we worked out why you are running about at mothers beck and call, your doing as your told or mum tells ass-hole."

Before Trudy had chance to reply the disc started to play, she was on a bed and Darlene was all over her.

She groaned a pathetic, "Oh no."

Will looked back to her, "Oh yes, come here cunt."

Trudy stared at him, "What did you say?"

Will clicked his fingers, "Just do as your told cunt and get your fucking ass over here."

She didn't know what to do, her eyes where now taking in what was on her own television screen. She was on a bed being fucked by a vibrator and to make thing worse she was moaning with pleasure.

As if in a trance she walked over to the settee, Will grinned, "Seen sense then?" She stood between the two boys, her mouth open trying to think of something to say, she realized that annoying them would be a bad move but all that came out was, "I, I."

Will said, "Turn around, face the pretty pictures and kneel, Harry pull the volume up, lets all listen."

She turned, now she could see herself, fucking her own cunt with a plastic cock and sucking Darlene's nipples, she sank to her knees, she was so shocked she couldn't even cry.

Darlene's voice filled the room, was tormenting her, Trudy could plainly hear, "You like sucking things, you enjoyed sucking that man off last week, does it feel like his fingers when he was playing with your cunt?"

Will lent forward, "If you think that's fun you should see what mothers bought to use on you, show her Harry."

Still speechless, her brain trying to function, she only just heard Harry get up and go to the door. Just outside he picked up some thing and came back, Trudy jumped as he dropped them on the table.

Her eyes opened really wide when she saw, a crotch harness and three different sized plastic cocks.

Harry picked up the harness and waved it in front of Trudy's face, "This you strap to yourself," then he picked up the big long cock, "This screws on the front for fucking the other person," then he picked up the shorter fat cock, "This goes inside, locks on to the harness and up the one who's doing the fucking," then he picked up the thin one, "And this joins that one only up the fuckers ass, and they all switch on, that's what I call good kit."

She looked past them to the television as Will said, "Well just look at you fingering mother, you could have more fun with this lot, don't you agree?"

That was it, she buried her face in her hands and cried like a baby; the boys just laid back, raised their thumbs and smiled at each other behind her back.

They gave her about 15 seconds then Will nodded to Harry and they both bent forward, Will was the first to speak, "Looks like your in deep shit, can't make out why a pretty woman like you needs the likes of that weird wanker your sucked off or a fat cow like our mother, still I bet your don't want your old man to know, do you?"

She still sobbed but Harry had other Ideas, he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, "He said do you."

She squealed in pain more than answered, "No, no for god sake no."

Will grabbed her jaw, "Then you won't mind if we make another film?"

She tried to pull away but they held firm, "What do you mean, another film?"

Harry kicked the table, "You are going to model that good kit on the table and I'll film you."

Trudy tried to shake free, "You can't be serious, your just boys, that's----."

Will shouted down her ear, "That's the way it is, boys or not, we have the disc and another copy, you didn't think we just copied one, your husband can get one of these anytime or you can indulge us by being a toy model and your going to smile and parade around this room, pretend this is a promotion shooting and you better look good or we go to dick head, I wonder if mum could afford the whole house."

He pulled Trudy's head round and looked at her, "As the man who had his cock stuck in her mouth said, it would be going cheap."

Trudy was horrified, but had no other option, she thought, maybe just maybe she could get the boys to part with the disc's, it could happen if she played out their fantasy, she only had to wear the horrid thing, they were boys they can't know enough to worry her and they had seen her naked on film so she took two deep breaths and said, "I want all the copies if I do this."

Will jumped up, "Ya, ya what ever, get the camcorder Harry."

She stood up, Harry went to the door and returned with the camera, Will picked up the leather harness, " O K we have given this movie some thought, you go and put on the same clothes you had on in the first film then you come in here, see that and sexy like take your skirt and pants off."

He was panting out his story, Trudy thought, she could pull this off, he continued, " Play with and put all the attachments on and fit the thing, with them running, on and in you, then model it around the room, smiling and looking sexy all the time, if you forget anything, we start again."

Trudy went back to her room, should she run, no point, she had to get the copies and then work on the rest and she needed time. She found the clothes, all neatly washed; she had too after what had happened last time. She was dressed; she quickly pulled up the stockings and smoothed them straight, took another couple of deep breaths and stood at the door.

As she came through the door, Harry was ready, he nodded, she went back in, turned and thought, I love you Bob, and I just can't lose you.

She put on her best smile and strolled back in to her lounge. She thought back to her high school plays and tried to look calm, not looking at the camera she walked over to the table and picked up the harness and bent to pick up a cock.

Harry stopped filming, "No, no I said sexy, pick up the cock first then stroke it, even suck it, like in dads films, now start again."

Trudy cursed under her breath and walked back in to her bedroom, she looked in her full-length mirror and asked herself why she was doing this, then she looked at the side of the bed, there was Bobs picture, fear shook her, no matter what it takes I can't lose you besides they are only boys, she breathed a sigh of relief as she remembered the words, like my dads films, what can they do, half an hour, a little show and it would be over and I may get the chance to end this.

She looked back in the mirror, I am an intelligent woman of 34 and this time I know what will happen, she ran her fingers through her hair and winked at herself, I can handle two stupid teenage boys. With another deep breath she turned and went back in to the lounge.

Feeling she had the upper hand, she deliberately played up, hoping to excite the boys in to letting out their secret.

She sashayed up to the table and slowly picked up the plastic cock. She ran her hands over it and played her fingers around it; then she put it to her lips and tickled the end of with her tongue.

Trudy dropped her head back and slid half of it in to her mouth; out of the corner of her eye she could see the two boys mesmerized by her antics.

She could see they were getting excited, thinking that they may go over the top she left the cock in her mouth and unzipped her skirt, she let it fall, hooked the toe of her shoe in it and flicked it up in to her hand.

Now to get her pants off and the thing in place with out letting the boys see too much. She slid back to the bedroom, grabbed some cream from the dresser and reappeared.

She had made up her mind this was going to get the boys to let slip where the hiding place was, she wouldn't speak until she was sure, but she knew she had them in the palm of her hand.

To be continued

Pagan.