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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