Yvonne
Makin closed the traditional loss-making Spa Hotel in Pangmere and opened the
House of Fun, where spa treatments like Raki and Reflexology were replaced by a
more exotic menu for those inclined more towards restraints, punishments and
the more unusual pleasures.
Massage
was still on the menu but under the new rules they always had a “happy ending”
Saunas
also still featured in the new regime; they were just much steamier than
before, in fact everything at the House of Fun was steamier.
The
House of Fun had become a very popular venue for the sin seekers, Some would
stay at the Hotel for a week or more while taking their particular pleasures
while other were walk-ins and preferred to use the rooms by the hour.
Some
were only occasional visitors, dabblers or even one timer but the majority were
frequent flyers on the erotica express.
But it wasn’t just the staff and their deviant
clientele who benefitted from the House of Funs success, there were also the
local workforce and the businesses in the supply chain.
One such company was O’Sullivan and Springthorpe
Auctioneers, who supplied the House of Fun with furnishings, props, and some of
the more exotic items in the suites and playrooms.
Joe Brindle and Jan Moody worked for the Auctioneers, Joe in Shallowfield and Jan in
Purplemere, and they were both regular visitors to Pangmere to make deliveries,
sometimes together and sometimes alone, Joe preferred it when she wasn’t there
as she’d been trying to get in his trousers for two years, although he’d always
resisted her advances because he was happily married to Elaine and she gave him
all the sex he could ever want, which was just as well as his deliveries to the
house of sin always left him horny.
All in all he thought Jan was a really
annoying woman even though she did have a nice bod and fabulous tits, but his
resistance was finally broken one summer night when he had been over to the
Purplemere office to help with a stock check.
Everyone had to work quite late and it was
after ten by the time he left and he thought he had escaped her clutches as she
left ten minutes before him, but he had hardly driven half a mile before his
mobile rang and it was Jan.
“What is it Jan?” he said sharply
“I’m a damsel in distress” she replied
“What’s wrong?” he asked indifferently
“I’ve broken down” she replied “On the Express
Way”
He knew it was a ruse but his wife Elaine was
at her sisters and he was horny as hell as he had spent some time in the voyeur
rooms at House of Fun earlier in the day and he couldn’t get the image out of
his head, so he weakened and agreed to help her.
She was parked in in a layby beside the
Finchbottom Express Way, the only layby on the entire stretch that offered any
privacy as there was a stand of trees shielding it from the road on one side
and a shrubby copse separating it from fields beyond, on the other.
“That’s convenient” he thought to himself as
he pulled up behind her and got out
“Thanks for coming” she said “you’re my hero”
“What’s the problem?” he said side stepping
her flannel and looking inside the open bonnet
“Will the engine start?”
“I don’t know” she replied “But my motors
running hot”
When he turned to look at her, she was
standing beside the driver’s door completely naked and he’d always thought that
she had a tidy figure and fit tits but as she stood there naked in the
moonlight she looked gorgeous and any lingering doubts about whether he should
wet his balls with her went out of his head as the blood rushed to his cock.
He closed the bonnet as there was, as he
suspected, nothing wrong with the car and walked towards her and kissed her.
“Squeeze my tits” she ordered between kisses
“She’s one of those” he thought, “a giver of
commands, but he roughly groped her tits anyway, they were beauties after all.
They continued to kiss while he squeezed and
kneaded her tits as then he decided to head south and slip her a finger.
She was very moist, and he was looking forward
to frigging her and then it began.
“Oh yes rub me Joe” she ordered “Rub me hard”
“Yes, touch me there”
“Oooh do that”
“Oooh do this”
It went on for a while and her constant
instructions were really pissing him off, and then after his fingering made her
cum, she moaned
“Kiss my pussy”
“Lick my pussy Joe”
“I don’t think so” he snapped and span her
round until she was facing the car
“I don’t like being told what to do or when to
do it”
And he bent her over the bonnet and banged
into her.
“Oh God” she moaned as he fucked her hard.
Banging her harder and harder until his belly
was slapping her arse and hers was slapping on the bonnet.
He wasn’t interested in satisfying her he just
wanted to fuck her until he shot his load and go home, and when he was on the
very precipice of ejaculation he pulled out of her slobbering cunny and spaffed
his seed all over her buttocks.
He was panting quite hard as he redressed
himself and he smiled as he noticed his cum dripping off her cheeks and
dribbling down her thighs.
“Good night Jan” he said and got back in his
car and drove home.
As he drove across the Finchbottom Vale he
felt a bit guilty, mainly because he’d been unfaithful to his wife, and he’d
never done that before, but also for the way he left Jan sprawled over the
bonnet of her car with her rear end covered in cum.
But as he drove into Shallowfield he got a
text
“Let’s do that again”
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