Be Careful What You Ask For

I am off for a few more days. I knew, or at least guessed, that you would dress after I was gone because I also knew about the clothes. When you took that trip to Jersey to fish last year I had to get a guy in to look at the water-tank in the attic. The washer on the ball-cock was going and that's what caused that knocking sound that so mysteriously stopped. He handed me down the clothes as they were in his way. I could not remember putting any thing up there, but it was only after he left that I examined the bags and discovered what was in them. It was obvious what was going on.'

'Now, little Steffie, I want you to do something for me. Get on your knees in front of me and take my panties off.' Jan ordered.

I did this and then she gently pulled my head into her pussy. I often gave her oral, as she did to me, so I began to lick her the way I knew she liked. She slid forward so than half her ass was off the chair and I had full access to her pussy. She smelled differently to what she was like normally - much more pungent. She then reached out and held my head and began pumping her hips up and down, riding my face. Jan went horse riding most weekends so her muscles in that area were quite developed. After a few minutes she climaxed and fell backwards onto the chair. She panted for a minute or two and then said. 'Good girl, Steffie, and good boy, Steven.' She rested for a while and I returned to the couch.

'So, now, my little Steffie, you've felt the bad side of your new life, and some of the good side, so now lets examine more of the good side. Pour us some more wine and I'll join you on the couch. ' Jan said with a smile.

Sitting on the couch Jan began to stroke my leg again. She pushed me back and began kissing me on the lips. I remembered what it was like when I was younger and I first got with a girlfriend – first you'd rub her leg, then she would she let you rub her breast, then try to get inside the bra, and then go gently for her pussy. Jan did all this with me, slowing pushing me onto my back. Before she went for my 'pussy' she thrust her hips at me, dry humping me, for a few minutes. Then her hand went for my crotch, but outside the skirt, and after just six or seven strokes I begged her to stop as I was about to cum.