As Mark Tams took an
extended recuperative walk around his neighbourhood in Purplemere he was
walking ten feet tall.
He had been in and out
of hospital for the previous ten years following a bad car accident just after
his 15th birthday.
But the reason he
walking with such a spring in his step was because of a change in his
treatment, a very medicinal treatment in the form of Annette Cook, who was the
verger at St Agatha’s where her Uncle, Jim Huggett, was the vicar.
A beautiful strawberry
blonde with pale skin and freckled cheeks with whom he had fallen in love.
But the special
medicine stemmed from the afternoon when they had given each other their
innocence.
And in the month that
followed they shared further intimacies and their love had deepened.
The purpose of the
walk that afternoon was however less about recuperation and more about killing
time until it was time to see his girlfriend Annette again.
And after about forty
minutes he could wait no longer so he headed off towards the vicarage to see
her.
On the way he met
Reverend Huggett coming the other way, he liked the Vicar and although he was
desperate to be elsewhere he spent about 10 minutes in conversation with him.
When he arrived at the
vicarage he let himself in through the back gate and he found Annette sitting
on a blanket on the lawn reading a book, wearing a green bikini top and on her
lower half was a floral sarong, which he presumed was hiding the partner to her
bikini top.
Mark approached her on
her blind side
“Hello sexy” he said
and she almost jumped out of her skin
“Hello” she said
blushing as she tried to catch her breath.
“Sorry I didn’t mean
to scare you,” he said
“Yes you did” she
retorted
“Yes I did” he
admitted “I was trying to scare the pants off you”
“Shush” she replied
“Uncle Jim will hear you”
“Its ok, he’s gone to
the church, I just passed him in the lane” he corrected her
“Oh, ok then give me a
kiss”
After a long sustained
kiss he said
“Be careful you don’t
catch the sun again”
“I have sunscreen on”
she replied “but you can always top me up”
“You know what
happened the last time I put cream on your back?” he reminded her
“I don’t mind taking a
risk” Annette said and lay face down on the blanket and Mark knelt down next
her and perused her pale young body.
Annette had her head
turned to one side and was facing away from him.
He squirted some cream
on her back and began to gently rub in the lotion.
“How does that feel?”
he asked
“Lovely” she replied
“I need to undo your
bikini top honey” Mark said “so I can do it properly”
“Ok” she said
dreamily, so he undid it and pulled it softy away from her skin and then he
slowly rubbed in the surplus lotion until it was all worked in to her pale freckled
skin like a long relaxing massage.
Then he squirted some
more onto her, only this time instead of the middle of her back he deposited it
on her shoulder blade so it would run down her side.
“Oops” he said and
then followed the drip with his fingers, not trying to catch the drip, but
rather following it or chasing it as it dribbled down her side and into one of
her cups, but once his hand got that far he was only interested in her breast.
He squirted some more
onto her, only this time instead of the middle of her back he deposited it on
her shoulder blade so it would run down her side.
“Oops” he said and
then followed the drip with his fingers, not trying to catch the drip, but rather
following it or chasing it as it dribbled down her side and into one of her
cups, but once his hand got that far he was only interested in her breast.
“The sun won’t reach there” she sighed
“You can never be too
sure” he replied and Annette let out a soft murmur as his hand reached inside
her cup and then she rolled her shoulder towards him giving him clear access to
her plump little breast and he played with her rosebud and she murmured again,
louder this time as he teased her nipple to erection.
When he had toyed and
teased her nipple to distraction he returned his attentions to her torso
massaging the lotion all the way from her shoulders down to her hips then he
loosened the knot on her sarong and uncovered her, and he was right about her
bottoms they did match her top.
He continued massaging
all the newly uncovered flesh from her hips right down to her ankles.
And by the way she was
fidgeting he surmised it was time to deal with her bikini bottoms which he did
slowly and deliberately, her body stiffened and she lifted her hips ever so
slightly off the blanket and the green fabric moved easily off her clenched
buttocks and then he had them off over her feet a few seconds later.
Once he had her
bottoms removed he slid his hands up her legs and massaged her tight firm
buttocks before pushing her legs slightly apart and slipped his fingertips into
her very moist crevice, and she uttered the sweetest sigh.
Annette buried her
face in the towel and let out a series of low muffled moans and gasps but her lathery
lips told him she was in raptures and then he felt her body go rigid and heard
her come despite her face being buried in the folds of the blanket.
“I think we should go
up to your room now” he said and Annette turned her head to look at him and
retorted
“And I think we should
do it hear”
“Are you sure?”
But without replying
she leapt up like a horny ginger ninja and pushed him onto his back and began
undressing him
“I’ll take that as a
yes” he said and surrendered to her.
Annette was laying
naked on the blanket looking like the cat that got the cream while Mark put his
pants and shorts back on.
“You’d better cover up
that gorgeous body before the vicar gets back from matins” he said wishing he
could just take her upstairs to her bedroom and have her again
Eventually she did
make a move and Annette was just popping her puppies back into her biking top
when her uncle, the vicar, opened the back gate so she wrapped the sarong
around her naked nether regions and Mark put her bottoms in his pocket.
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