Cathy Maddock’s was an attractive twenty nine year old widow who lived with her six year old twins, Lily and Iris, and an 18 year old step daughter Gillian.
Cathy’s husband John
was much older than she was when they married but he was the love of her life and
she was absolutely devastated when he died.
After the bottom fell
out of her world she spent the following two years following his passing in
lonely celibacy.
Every night her dreams
were filled with images of the man she loved and vivid pictures of their love
making which was why she woke up every morning in her Childean home incredibly
horny.
Although Gillie
Hopcroft
was Cathy’s stepdaughter it was only by virtue of the fact that she had married
her stepfather John.
After losing her father when she was four she lost her mother four
years later and then when she was 9 her stepfather John married Cathy, who she
fell in love with imediately and nothing that followed over the following 9
years altered that love.
The only thing that came close was when she made a startling
discovery.
Cathy thought Gillie
was a godsend, she was a great help with the twins who she loved as if they
were her own sisters.
Normally she got up
first and got the twins ready for the day to allow Cathy to lie in for a
while.
But there were times
when she had to do early shifts at the hospital and Cathy had to get the girls
ready herself.
She got back home about midday and walked into the hall to be greeted
by some unfamilar sounds and she walked slowly towards the source of the
sounds, which was when she made the startling discovery.
The noises were eminating from Cathy who was sitting on the lap of the
plumber, David Tuckman and she was naked from the waist
down, with her jeans and knickers were bunched up around one ankle and her top
and bra were pushed up as Dave fondled her breast and she was moaning loudly as
Dave frigged and fingered her to the very precepice.
“What are you doing?” she screamed “leave Mama alone”
Gillie took Dave by surprise and he lost his focus on the job in hand.
“No don’t stop” Cathy begged “Please don’t stop”
“Mama?” Gillian quiried “you want him to?”
“I asked him to” she moaned
“Tell the truth” Dave instructed her as he resumed his fingering.
“I… begged him” she admitted.
Within moments of her admittion Cathy began to moan uncontrollably and
the two of them were enjoying themselves so much that they both forgot Gillie
was still there watching, and she couldn’t take her eyes off the spectacle, as
Dave stroked Cathy to a noisy conclusion.
Only when Cathy lay panting in Dave’s arms did they remember she was
still with them, staring wide eyed like a deer caught in the headlights, until
she realised they were both looking at her and then Gillie went beetroot red
and ran out of the room.
She ran to her bedroom and climbed on her bed and felt angry
embarrassed and horny, very horny.
She lay on the bed and digested what she had witnessed which merely got
her even hotter and while she concidered what she should do about it there was
a knock on her door.
After fingering Cathy to orgasm Dave would have prefered to have taken
her to her bedroom and finished her but Cathy told him
“If you want a kiss go
and find Gillian”
And as Dave watched in silence as Cathy pulled her knickers up and as
she turned to look at the bulge in his trousers and added.
“Maybe you can give her that as well”
And although he would have prefered to have been shagging Cathy he was
sufficiently aroused to think that if Gillie was up for it, she would do, even
if she was second best.
Gillie opened the door and was surprised to see Dave standing
there
“Oh it’s you” she said
“Cathy sent me to see
if you were alright” Dave said as he looked her up and down with his eyes
finally coming to rest on a dark patch on the crotch of her leggings.
“Is that because of
me, or Cathy?”
Gillian looked down to
her wet crotch and covered it with her hands as she blushed scarlet, but she
quietly replied
“Both”
“Is the correct
answer” he said and stepped inside and kissed her and their lips met in a long
deep and sensual union.
While the kiss
continued the passion heightened as their tongues dueled and his hand sought
out her damp leggings and made them even wetter.
An hour later he left
her sleeping in her bed and he went to the kitchen to get his stuff.
As he was going out
the front door Cathy walked down the stairs
“Is she ok?” she asked
“Yes” he replied “she’s
asleep now”
“Good”
“How are you feeling?”
he asked
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