PART TWO
CHAPTER SEVEN - Sunday Morning
The next morning Sally woke to the early morning sun gently caressing her shoulder where the covers had drifted down, the song of a thrush could be heard in a bush not far from the window which was slightly ajar letting a gentle wafted of cool air drift into the bedroom. Stretching slowly, Sally sighed smiling again at the memory of the last night, never had she been so completely ravished without having full sex, it was amazing what could be done without that final act.
Stepping lightly from the bed Sally went to the bathroom to freshen up and clean her teeth, not sure what the protocol of the day would be she lingered putting her make-up on and brushing her hair. Just as she finished she heard a knock at the door.
"Breakfast is served," Said a voice from the other side of the door.
Guessing that it was Bill, Sally grabbed a Chinese dressing gown to wrap herself in before opening the door and welcoming him in.
"Morning Sally, both Fred and I thought you would appreciate breakfast in bed, but I see you're an early bird, you're welcome to join us both on the patio, it such a lovely morning we've decided to have breakfast out there, oh and don't get dressed on our account, as you can see I'm still in my dressing gown." Bill gestured to his attire.
"Thanks Bill, that would be lovely, give me a minute and I'll come and join you both." Sally nodded and shut the door as Bill retreated.
Quickly finding some slip on pumps Sally brushed her hair again then went down to find Bill and Fred, her stomach growling as she did so, she realized she hadn't eaten much in the last 24 hours being too filled with nervous excitement to do anything else. The smell of fried bacon helped further to arouse her appetite as she wondered along until she heard the Brothers voices.
Fred had obviously just said something very funny because Bill nearly chocked on his coffee as he bust into a gloriously unhindered bellow of a laugh.
"I hope it isn't something I've done to cause Bill to nearly choke." Sally said stepping through the patio doors and walking across the paving to the table shaded from the early morning sun by a large parasol.
"Morning Sally, I trust that you slept well." Fred said gaining his feet and giving Sally a wonderful hug and a tantilizing kiss on the lips.
Bill stepped forward and catching Sally as she turned, bent and brushed his own lips gently against hers in a feather light kiss, leaving her knowing that she wanted more.
Fred and Bill both noted with a smile that Sally's nipples had hardened somewhat since she had arrived and showed clearly through her robe as she breathed slowly in and out. "Please have some brekkie, and then we'll decide who else is on the menu today." Having accentuated the word who' whilst giving Sally a wink, Fred chuckled to himself.
Sally giggled and relaxed, viewing the delicious breakfast before her, and without further encouragement she tucked in. Stopping only to respond to the general chic chat round the table, all three of them at easy with each other as they talked, joked and got to know each other a little better.
Fred, Sally decided was definitely the joker of the two, Bill tending to be more reserved and sensitive. Both of them were in Sally's eyes good looking men, Fred probably in his mid thirties and Bill perhaps just coming up to the big three O.
"Why do you two live together, doesn't it cause talk or make things awkward." Sally finally asked having eaten her fill.
"We don't normally you know, we just come together on the occasional weekend to indulge our fantasies like this weekend. I work in London most of the time, while Bill holds the fort up here and keeps this place running, as well as working for a firm from home." Fred said pushing his cleared plate back and reaching for his coffee as he did so.
"We lost our parents when we were quiet small and have rather looked after each other as a result as we've gotten older. As yet neither of us has found anyone with whom we would like to share our pads with, so here we are enjoying the beautiful scenery outside as well as at the table." Bill nodded his head in Sally's direction and she smiled at the complement she had received.
"What about you?" Asked Bill.
"I work in Newcastle during the week commuting by train to do so. I live about 20 miles from here in a small cottage along the coast, isolated from others. At the moment it suits me fine, I've just finished a long and somewhat tiresome relationship and not looking to fill the vacancy anytime soon. I have to say I'm rather enjoying my freedom, and the company I choose too." Sally nodded at the Brothers who smiled back.
"What about family." Fred asked leaning forward slightly in his chair to get a better look at Sally's inviting cleavage.
."My Mother lives down in Newcastle, my Father left when we were small and I haven't seen hide or hair of him since, good riddance to bad rubbish I would say." Sally said choosing to ignore Fred's ogling of her chest for now. "I don't have any sisters or brothers to share my life with" continued Sally " Just a horse and a very lazy cat called Snooty who came from god knows where, just wandered into my life and decided he liked it enough to stay."
Sally smiled at Fred's continued dedication to seeing more of her cleavage and leant forward more to deepen it for him, giving Bill an eye full too; she chuckled as he moaned softly
"OH Christ," said Fred. "If we don't make plans soon we may not leave this house for the day and that's not what I had in mind."
Sally chuckled again. "Sorry Fred, I'll behave." With that Sally sat back and folded her arms across her chest, smiling broadly and cheekily at both the men.
"Oh I can see you're going to be a handful." Bill said.
"I would have said a good handful of both," Sally injected grasping her chest and gesturing up and down as though weighing the assets, giggling as she did so.
"Stop it woman, or I'll put you over my knee and spank you." Fred warned in mock severity.
"Oh promises, promises," Sally quipped, lifting her hip slightly and slapping herself on the bottom. "Hit me, hit me."
"Oh god," Bill said laughing loudly. "Fred for gawd sake don't encourage her."
"Sally, are we right in saying you have a horse stabled not far from here?" Fred asked in order to distract her.
"Hm, yes, why?" Sally asked.
"Well how would you like to start off with a ride on that wonderful horse of yours, we could saddle up a couple ourselves, I'm sure the owner wouldn't mind us borrowing a couple."
"OH Fred, Bill." Sally cried jumping up and looking from one to the other as she did so. "That would be wonderful, only I hope my friend doesn't appear at the wrong moment, I didn't say what I was doing this weekend and it might lead to awkward questions."
"Hey, don't worry; I'm sure we'll think of something to say if she comes round, although we could offer her to join us of course." Bill said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Oh Christ, don't do that, she's happily married and would probably kill me!" Sally squeaked, before adding. "Well if we're off to the stables I better go and find some riding gear, just as well I have a habit of carrying some with me."
"OH don't worry about clothes on our account Sally, we wouldn't be upset if you did a Lady Godiva." Fred said with another wink.
"I'm sure you wouldn't, but I'm not so sure Mrs Stafford would feel the same if I rode out of her stables with nothing but a smile on." Sally said getting to her feet and drifting towards the door.
"Hang on, before you go." Bill strode after her, reaching Sally just as she put her hand on the patio door. Bill turned her towards him bending his head he again kissed her lightly on the mouth as he let his free hand drift lightly over her chest brushing her protruding nipple as he did so. Sally shuddered against the feather touch and pressed herself towards him.
Fred came up at that moment and slapped Sally lightly on the backside before saying "Hurry up or that horse of yours will think you've taken the day off."
"Oh more, more" teased Sally bending her bum and slapping herself on the thigh again as she walked off to the stairs. Sending Bill into raptures of laughter and Fred groaning in mock horror. Sally went back upstairs and went straight to the wardrobe where her case was, opened it and took out the white jodhpurs in there, finding the tweed jacket that was a must in most classy stables, Sally deliberated whether to wear something underneath, it being a very warm morning. Having decided she dressed quickly before changing her minds, pushing her feet into the knee length riding boots, she thanked her stars she had thrown the outfit in at the last moment, thinking as she had packed on the Friday night that she might catch a ride on Clive early on Monday morning on her way home.
Sally almost ran back down the stairs, leaping happily as she did so from stair to stair as she made her decent, she nearly ran head long into Fred as he came out of the kitchen, having seen to the dishes.
"Oops, sorry Fred," Sally said a little breathlessly as she skidded to a halt.
"Whoa there, where's the fire." Fred teased taking her hand and steadying her against himself. He noted the rapid breathing and cottoned on very quickly that Sally wasn't wearing much under the jacket.
"You saucy wench," He said teasingly, putting his hand inside the flap to find only the flimsiest of bra's between his fingers and her breasts. Catching her hard nipple against the material, he pinched lightly at the flesh through the sheer fabric. "Christ you don't know how long I've wanted to do that." Fred said his voice becoming huskier as his feelings showed.
Sally's breath caught in her throat as she stood transfixed by Fred's fingers against her breast, the sensations sparking off through her body like electricity through a wire. She gasped as he rubbed gently against the lump in her bra. Bending his head he nibbled lightly at Sally's neck while she clung to him, not trusting her legs to hold herself up given the intensity of the feelings coursing through her.
"Hm, you're almost good enough to eat," Fred said lightly as he withdrew his hand and stepped back. "Where's Bill, we ought to be off?"
At that moment Bill came galloping down the stairs having been up to change as Fred did the dishes.
"Right are we ready?" He asked coming to a halt by Sally, noting with amusement the flustered look on Sally's face and surmising correctly that Fred probably had something to do with it. A wink from Fred behind Sally's back confirmed it.
"Ah, I see you've been Fred-ed" Bill said with amusement.
Fred laughed heartily, while Sally looked puzzled.
"Sorry, Sally, my Brother is being somewhat silly, this morning." Fred said shaking his head at his brother. Bill just shrugged his shoulders and continued to chuckle at his own little joke.
CHAPTER EIGHT - The Ride
Arriving at the stables Sally was glad to see Mrs Stafford coming across the yard, it would make it so much easier not having to ring the main house to find out if Fred and Bill could indeed borrow a couple of the horses to ride.
"Morning Miss Gordon, I hadn't expected to see you here today, your friend Susan has just been and dealt with Clive, even gave him a short ride in the indoor school before she had to rush off to meet some friends of hers."
"Oh, what a shame I missed her." Sally said, trying to inject the right amount of disappointment in her voice, although in reality she was very pleased to hear that Susan had been and gone so no hard questions. "Mrs Stafford, I wonder if these two friends of mine could borrow a couple of suitable mounts to go out with me for a wee ride down along the coast, I know it short notice, but we'd only just decided to come down today, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me at all till tomorrow evening." Sally said walking all the time across the yard to Clive's box where he was going round and round in excited circles, tossing his head and neighing as he did so.
"Oh, I say, do you think Clive pleased to see me?" Sally said with real amusement in her voice.
"I should think that will be alright Miss Gordon." Mrs Stafford said following her as she said so. "I'll have to charge them the usual rate though, no favours for short term hires, at least that is what Mr Stafford insists on, otherwise everyone would leave it till the last minute to hire a ride."
"That's alright, I expected as much, it very good of you to agree at this late stage." Sally replied smiling back at her as she went in to calm Clive down before he injured himself in excitement. "Whoa there big boy, I'm pleased to see you too." Sally said quietly, smoothing down his mane and patting him gently on the neck.
"I'll go and sort out Sampson and Harry; they would probably be the best for the gentlemen going on their size. Have either of you ridden before? Mrs Stafford asked looking at Bill and Fred who had been standing quietly watching the antics between Sally and the magnificent dark horse in the stable.
"Yes a little, although I suspect not at well or as long as Sally has by the look of that wonderful beast, I can see he could be a real handful with an amateur." Fred looked on with appreciation. Smiling broadly, he said "I've always been a very good judge of what to ride."
Bill nearly choked on the bottle of coke he was drinking and Sally laughed, hoping that the retreating Mrs Stafford hadn't heard what Fred had said. Her lack of reaction showed that her mind had been on other matters as she turned to head off and put tack on the two horses she considered for the men.
Finally having sorted everything out, Sally mounted Clive and settled gently into the saddle as he skipped round lightly on his toes, wanting to be off and away. Calming him by stroking his shoulder Sally whispered quietly to him as he continued to dance round the court yard.
"I can see you know what you're doing Sally." Bill said watching as Clive reared up then settled under Sally's continued calming methods. All Fred could think was how he wished she could calm him as easily. Ever since he had brushed against her nipple in the corridor he could think of nothing else apart from ripping her clothing off and ravishing her.
"I've ridden horses all my life Bill." Sally said loudly above the noise Clive was making with his hooves on the stone of the yard. "I can honestly say I'm happiest whilst riding."
"Me too." Said Fred softly under his breath so only Bill could hear. Both Brothers giggled at this and it broke some of the tension Fred was suffering from. At that moment Mrs Stafford reappeared with a handsome grey and a very striking chestnut.
"This is Sampson," Mrs Wilson said handing the reins of the grey to Bill. "This wonderful creature is Harry." She said giving the reins to Fred. "Both are great rides, will race like the wind if you wish but won't frighten the life out of you if you prefer to stay slow, enjoy your ride and just knock on the house door when you get back and I'll come out to see to them for you."
"Thank you," Both Fred and Bill said in unison as they put the reins over the horse's heads and quickly mounted. Sally noted that they most certainly must have ridden more than once in order to get on so easily.
Fred seeing Sally's look said "Holiday rides as children and an occasional ride with friends since, not much but enough to be competent with something between our legs." Then said "Talking of myself, personally I've never had a problem with what's between my legs."
"Oh you!" Sally giggled as she lead them out of the yard and down the country lane walking Clive until he warmed up and the breaking into a trot. "Just let me know if the going is too fast and I'll drop the pace." She said over her shoulder.
Having ridden along the lane for a wee while, Sally came to a gate which led to the coastal dunes and the shore beyond. She waited for the Brothers to get through the gate before latching the catch.
"Follow me." Sally said. "I'll be off for a canter along the shore as soon as we're down there, you two happy?"
"Go for it girl, we're right behind you." Fred said gesturing Sally to push on.
Getting down to the hard sand by the water Sally could feel Clive surge ahead, wanting to go she let him have his head and felt the sudden surge of rare power as he bunched his muscles and shot forward into a full blown gallop, Sally laughed as he hair whipped about her head and giving Clive his full head, felt him pull forward again, glorying in his Ferrari like power, she turned her head to see Bill and Fred a little behind her, their horses in full stretch trying to keep up with Clive as he galloped along, kicking up spray as he did so, sending jets of water back onto the men. Sally almost fell off laughing as she heard Bill swear loudly as he was drenched in ice cold sea water. Fred had managed just in time to side step the worst and was only splattered, so he too could afford to laugh at his brother's expense.
Knowing Clive had plenty left in his tank, Sally urged him still faster and Clive happily responded and they pulled ahead some distance. To Sally they were almost flying along, Clive's hooves carving a trail through the break water as they went, her hands along his neck as she pushed him further on, only slacking their speed when she thought Clive had had enough. They slowed to a canter then trot, then walk, as she waited for the others to catch her up.
Looking back she could see that they were both fair enough riders and both seemed to be enjoying the ride as much as she did. Clive breathed heavily for a few minutes but had quieted by the time the other two had drawn level and dropped to a walk.
"Wow, that was some ride, and what a horse." Bill gestured in true admiration towards Clive who by now was stepping along as though he had just come out of the stable instead of having galloped a good two miles along the shore.
"Thank you Bill." Sally said while patting Clive's neck. "He a pure germ for a supposedly broken down race horse," She continued saying. "When I found him he was in a right old state, not being looked after properly by a bloke with no idea how to look after a nag never mind a sensitive thoroughbred stallion. I nursed him back to health and as a result he's paid me back with years of love, affection and dam good rides. His is the most loyal horse I have ever had, I often think he knows I rescued him from a very nasty end, didn't I boy." Sally said rubbing his neck.
"There's a place near here where we can rest the horses before heading back and shelter from the wind." Sally nodded in the direction of the dunes, turning in that direction as she did so.
They found themselves in a quiet little glade, with a pond and a few trees scattered about, a hut at the end of the pond would once Fred thought have housed a boat, but had fallen on hard times as some of the wood showed signs of rot. It was still a good spot to stop and sit with their backs against the planks of weathered timber sheltered from the wind blowing off the sea, while the horses could rest tied to a tree nearby.
Sandwiching Sally between them, Fred and Bill could both see the swell of Sally's breasts through the open front of her jacket as it gapped slightly. Bill slowly lent over and undid the jacket button and tentatively ran his fingers over her bra feeling the generous swell of on breast beneath his finger tips and coming to the nipple which hardened instantly against him. The peace of the cove only broken by the horses shaking their heads as they tore at the grass at the base of the tree, their teeth making the bits in their mouths rattle slightly, and snorting occasionally at the sandy dust they displaced as they forged. The only other sound was the heavy breathing of the three people as they become more aroused.
Sally sighed, and looked up into Bills eyes as his dropped to the front of her jacket. Pushing the material back he exposed her left breast and pulled her bra up letting her boob spring from its cup. The nipple erect and hardened against the cool of the air as Bill dropped his head and sucked lightly on the aroused nodule. Sally groaned and placing her hand on his head encouraged him to continue what he was doing. Confidence growing Bill pulled the bra up out of the way of the other breast and playing lightly with the nipple with his fingers, rolling it round his finger and thumb before tweaking it slightly making Sally shudder and jump slightly as he did so.
As if sensing Fred's movement, Bill gave way a little and watched as Fred took Sally's chin gently in his hand and tilting her head back kissed her urgently on the lips, seeing his way still free Bill bent again and continued to suck at the now very pink hard nipple, flicking it with his tongue and watching it bounce slightly as he did so. He played with it, while Fred's hand came down and cupped her other breast, seeking the nipple he pinched it demanding and hard. Sally groaned loudly enjoying the forceful approach against Bills more gentle endeavours, she shuddered violently and felt the answering tingle in her pussy, wanting its own attention.
The quiet glade echoed to the sound of her heavy breathing as Fred continued to demand her lips, tasting the salt water on them, he pressed against them hard with his own salted lips, Sally letting his tongue push against her teeth before allowing him enter and explore deeper more urgently as he did so. As though he would burrow into her very soul, the caressing of her nipple becoming more insistent and urgent, totally different against the soft butterfly kisses and caressing from Bill on the other.
Finally Fred let go and got up sighing deeply as he did so. "Come on you two," he said finally "we better get these horses back and find something for lunch otherwise my stomach will think my throat has been cut, and besides it won't be long before Mrs Stafford is sure to send out search parties for us, and that would never do."
Sally sighed longingly, the sensation in her lower body leaving her twitching with anticipation. She sat up and with Bills gentle assistance put her bra back to where it had been and buttoned the jacket up. Having righted herself, Sally go up and went over to where Fred was undoing the horse's reins from the tree.
"Not that I wouldn't have loved to have continued then, but I don't want to corrupt your innocent horse." Fred said with a chuckle, before swinging his leg up and over the back of Harry's saddle and settling himself for the ride back to the stables. Time enough he thought to quieten the roaring of his heart and the throb in his penis, which was pressing uncomfortably against his tight jodhpurs, something not lost on Sally as she watched him squirm in the saddle.
Bill sighed heavily, "Blow corrupting the horses, I was enjoying that." He smiled up at Sally as he grabbed the offered reins from his brother and quickly gaining his saddle.
Noting that they were ready Sally slowly directed Clive out of the glade and they rode gently back to the stables through the dunes, giving the horses a short slower canter for a while before dropping back to a walk to give them a chance to cool and the sweat to dry before they got back to the stable yard.
Sally left Clive briefly to go and knock on Mrs Stafford's door before heading back to direct Fred and Bill where to take their steeds and to settle Clive down into his stable, de-sweated and brushed till he shone, bucket with fresh water and a net full of sweet smelling hay. Sally patted him gratefully on the neck, whispering to him that she would most certainly see him on the following day, before she closed the half door, making sure that the latch was well down as Clive had been known to get out and go looking for her otherwise. Saying goodbye to Clive Sally went in search of the lads, and to see if Mrs Stafford had indeed appeared to deal with the other horses as promised. Sally would have started on them if not, hating to leave horses all sweaty after a ride.
Seeing that indeed Mrs Stafford was there and having thanked her again for the ride, Sally, Fred and Bill left the stable in search of lunch.
CHAPTER NINE - The Pub Lunch
Having mutually agreed that a beer and sandwich sounded just the thing they headed home to change out of their riding clothes before going down to the local pub, aptly named, Sally thought The Happy Horseman.' Finding a secluded table at the back of the pub they settled down to a plate of mixed sandwiches and the local brew, although Sally opted for cider never having been much of a fan for beer. Sitting in what would have been Sally assumed an old rail carriage seat with the high back and winged sides, it was almost a snug fit with a man on each side as neither had wanted to sit opposite.
Sally could feel Bill rubbing the side of her breast through the shirt she had put on, as Fred's hand leisurely stroked her thigh through the skirt material which wrapped around her waist, it was the type that if Sally strode fast the skirt could fall open exposing her leg and more to anyone near by. Sally had left the shirt hung loosely outside the skirt.
Bill looked down at the shirt opening at one point and gasped, as he noted that Sally yet again had gone without a bra, he wondered teasingly if she had gone commando as well, and was itching to have an opportunity to find out. Instead he let his fingers caress her breast from behind his crossed hands, hoping that other dinners or drinkers didn't guess what he was doing.
Sally gasped as his fingers found their mark and set her nipples tingling once more. Fred feeling more than hearing the gasp looked down and guessed what his younger brother was up to and smiled. He inched his fingers below the table and found the wrap opening, feeling like a hunter on a sortie, he burrowed slowly in, inch by inch until his fingers encountered bare flesh and he gasped, his eyes suddenly dilating as he realized that what Bill had hoped was indeed true, Sally hadn't anything on below the skirt. His cock answered in kind and probed violent, pushing against the zip of his trousers. Fred was very glad that they were sitting down as he would have made a spectacle of himself otherwise.
"You tease." Fred said against Sally's eye, as he found her lip opening and pushed on in, finding a moistness there as Sally squirmed gently in the seat hemmed in as she was she couldn't move much, certainly not enough to dislodge Fred's questing fingers as he probed, finding the small nodule of her vulva, he pressed against it making Sally nearly choke on the cider she had picked up in hope of distracting both herself and the men.
"Christ, woman," Fred continued to whisper against her ear. "You're a temptress." Trying to catch Bill's eye Fred gestured down the way with a slight nod off his head. "You'll never guess Little Brother, what's not down there." He said in a very low quiet voice.
"Oh I think I can," Said Bill smiling. "Going by the guilty looks on both your faces, I know exactly what's going not on down there." He concluded in a whisper so that only they could hear.
"At this rate we're likely to be wildly indiscreet, perhaps it would be better to continue this when we get home, agreed?" Fred looked at Sally and Bill, but didn't make any move to remove his hand from where it was.
"I'm all for that." Sally mused, squirming a new as Fred again pressed against her sensitive spot. "Why don't you start now?" Sally raised her eyebrows at Fred, who simply smiled back and dropping his head kissed her full on the mouth.
Sally was thoroughly enjoying the attention, feeling Fred on her down there, and Bill brushing against her up there while others around seemed oblivious to what was going on, it was a real turn on.
Fred having said they should stop didn't take any notice of his own advice and kept his fingers inside Sally's warm inviting pussy while he calmly drank his beer then ate his sandwich using the other hand as though it was the most natural thing in the world, meanwhile he was playing havoc with Sally's sense, for which she dare not make any response. Bill meantime kept assaulting Sally's nipple between drinks of beer and bites of the sandwich. Both brothers knew exactly what the other was doing but decided to pretend they hadn't. Sally however was finding it increasingly difficult to ignore either as Fred's hand almost burnt against her flesh and she almost jumped each time Bill's hand came back to play with her nipple through the soft material of the shirt.
Being on tender hooks sexually for the next half hour, Sally hardly ate anything nor did she have much chance to drink as she feared if she did she would probably drop the lot as her hands were shaking so much.
Finally she could take it no more and said to Fred and Bill, "Shall we go, I'm finished, couldn't eat another thing."
Fred gestured one handily to the table and said dryly, "Sally you've hardly ate anything, are you feeling alright? Knowing full well the reasons why she hadn't eaten, but was enjoying making her squirm.
"I'm fine," Sally said untruthfully as Fred chuckled at her obvious discomfort.
"Are you sure, you look a bit flushed, nothing wrong is there?" Fred asked pleased with his little joke.
"You know damn well what's the matter, and I don't know what you're laughing at, I'm not the one with the raging bulge in my pants!" Sally retorted in a low voice before sticking her tongue out cheekily at the men.
Bill had the grace to go slightly red at this, while Fred nearly choked on what was left of his beer.
"Hell, how are we gonna get out of here without everyone becoming increasingly aware of what we've been doing." Fred frowned in genuine puzzlement at his predicament.
Sally really laughed now as Fred quickly removed his hand from its warm harbour and sat trying desperately to calm his probing aching hard on. Sally, seeing and sensing his dilemma decided to come to the lad's aid by giving the pretence that she needed the loo which should give them sufficient time to cool their ardour before she returned. Doing just that she excused herself and disappeared off to the toilet to brush her hair and compose herself. It was all very well teasing the brothers about their bulges, but she wasn't too steady on her feet either, a sure sigh of either being drunk, or that something else had disturbed the mind. Sally thought that the brothers were very disturbing indeed. Smiling to herself she left the toilet and went back to sit opposite the men while they finished their beer.
"Ready then?" She asked as Bill put his empty glass back on the table. "What's on the agenda this afternoon then?"
"We thought we would have a lazy afternoon by the pool and have a swim maybe." Bill said.
"Sounds good to me, but I didn't bring a swim suit with me." Sally said.
"Oh that's ok, there are loads back at the house, all shapes and sizes catered for as well as bikinis. However if you'd rather skinny dip, I'm sure Bill won't mind." Fred concluded, smilingly cheekily at them both.
"Perhaps not, however what would I do if anyone came by?" Sally asked looking slightly worried at the thought.
"Don't worry on that point we very rarely get uninvited visitors to the house. But if you're concerned as I said there plenty of suitable garments to hide your, err, modesty." Fred raised his eyebrows at that last comment.
At this point both the brothers rose from their seats and they all left the pub their problem having subsided sufficiently for no one to realize their recent dilemma.
CHAPTER TEN - The Pool
Sally sorted through the large array of swimsuits that Fred had said were available. Just why they had so many of different sizes, shapes, colours and designs was beyond Sally, perhaps there were involved in the swimwear industry she wondered, they certainly had enough here to open a small boutique.
Having found what Sally hoped would look good, she quickly stripped off the little clothing she had been wearing, thinking again with a chuckle about the reaction she had got off Fred, and decided on the whole it had been rather a good idea. Sally mused that she was fast losing any morals she had, and decided what the hell; life was for living not being a num. Doing her hair up in a plait at the back, Sally quickly adjusted the strap around her neck and having checked herself in the mirror slipped her feet into the sandals she had brought with her and left to find the indoor swimming pool that Bill had said was behind the house, safely out of the way of unwanted prying eyes should anyone decide to make an appearance.
Following the sound of music Sally stepped round the corner of a high wall to find a huge swimming pool half covered with a glass roof, the other half having been slid back to let the sun and air in. Bill and Fred were both seated on loungers at the far end. Had Sally been closer she would have heard the shape intake of breathe from Bill and the swearing in under tones from Fred as they got an eyeball on Sally's attire.
Sally smiled, knowing even though she couldn't hear exactly what they had said, that she'd made quiet an impression, slightly bronzed still from her last visit aboard she knew that wearing white would help highlight the difference in skin tone. She had chosen a simple white bikini, the bottoms really only two tiny triangles just enough to cover the essentials held together with string either side, the top a simple halter neck of similar small triangles to the bottoms, and barely big enough to cover and hold her very large shapely breasts, who's nipples could be plainly seen through the material.
Sally paused only long enough to take off her sandals before diving head first into the cool inviting water. Regaining the surface she laughed while saying through chattering teeth, "Christ it's colder than I thought." Gaining control of her breathing she struck off with a crawl across the pool to near where the Brothers were still sitting still chuckling at what she had exclaimed.
"Wwwww why don't you two join me?" Sally said stuttering with cold.
"Erm," said Bill, "I think on this occasion I'll give it a miss."
"Oh go on you big girls blouse, don't be such a chicken it's only water." With that Sally splashed hard in Bill's direction, soaking him for the second time that day.
"Oh you woman, not again!" he exclaimed standing up and taking a flying leap into the pool and swimming after her as Sally swam quickly away laughing as she did so.
A second later there was another splash as Fred dived in after them, and for the next few minutes there was a game of swim tag as they chased each other ran the pool, laughing, splashing and hastily retreating as the others made mock dives to catch up.
Sally shrieked loudly as Fred managed to splash her hard across the face, and dived quickly out of the way of her response, she wasn't however fast enough to see Bill coming from the other direction until he grabbed her round the waist and hoisted her half out of the water.
Kicking and thrashing she tried to pull away but Bill held her firmly with one hand, trying to grab one of her arms with the other, both of them helplessly laughing at the same time. Fred came to his brother's aid and grabbed one arm while Bill managed the other and they pinned Sally against the side of the pool.
"Ok, you've got me." She said relaxing slightly in their hold.
"Now what do we do with a little teasing minx like you?" Fred asked with a mock severe look on his face while trying hard not to smile.
"Why I don't know My Lords," Sally replied cheekily bowing her head in mock servitude.
"Did you hear that Fred, she called us My Lords, what about My Master instead?" Bill said pulling Sally's arm over her head against the side of the pool, Fred copying moments later.
Sally looked from one to the other lifted her legs slightly, caught the brothers by surprise with a huge splash and escaped across the pool between them before they could object.
"Come and get me then." Sally teased from the other side. Waiting just long enough before moving off again and so the game of tag continued again. Until finally they cornered Sally and closed in, grabbing her lightly by an arm each they crawled out of the pool still holding her, and then hoisted their prize out between them. Half holding, half carrying they took Sally back to one of the loungers before depositing her there, still holding onto an arm each which they gently bent round the sides of the seat, effectively pinning Sally to the seat.
Sally's breathing came fast and not just from the recent excursion in the pool, droplets of water glistening on her skin and the material of her white swim wear went total transparent, affording the brothers a full view of her delicious breasts with the darkened ring gracing her nipples through the sodden material.
Groaning loudly with one hand Bill undid the bow at the back of her halter neck and pulled the straps down to expose the naked wet flesh below. "Time," he said. "To gain our prize, I think." With that he dropped his head and gently took the nipple standing out like a beacon between his teeth and flicked his tongue over the surface.
"Too right," Fred replied before following suit and pulling the other strap down dived onto her other breast like a hungry animal long denied and sucked hard on the bud laying there so tantalizing.
Sally struggled mockingly, pretending to want loose whilst giggling slightly and saying. "No, no please don't." At the same time pushing her chest forward wanting more.
"OH you teasing wench." Fred growled as Sally moaned under his fingers twisting at her nipple, pulling and pinching it gently, feeling her immediate response as he did so. Fred could feel the rise of his own pressing against the wet material of his tight trunks, the bulge becoming evident very quickly.
"Stand back, Bill." Fred said suddenly scoping Sally up in his arms and moving towards the pool.
"You wouldn't dare," Sally cried out in slight alarm realizing very quickly what Fred had in mind.
"Oh wouldn't I." He replied dropping a quick kiss on her upturned lips he literally deposited her bodily into the pool. Sally came up spluttering, the top of her bikini had somehow come off in the manouver, not that Sally minded.
"Oh goodie, get the other bit off too while your in there, and we can all have a skinny dip." Bill smiled enthusiastically as he watching her top float gently away.
Sally smiled mockingly, "You want them, come and get them." Before she could swim away both brothers had jumped in and were quickly swimming towards her. Laughing, and screaming Sally swam for her life, as the brothers gained on her. She felt a hand on her thigh and screamed again, spluttering as she did so, kicking out hard in the hope of getting away, but it was too late, and she felt a sharp tug as her bikini bottoms were pulled free.
"I've got them." Bill said with a broad smile.
"Well done Brother, you can have the first go if you like." Said Fred nodding towards Sally as she was making her escape out of the pool.
"Oh no you don't." Bill cried out as he leaped after her, pulling Sally back into his arms. She flayed arms and almost managed to knee him one, as he pulled her close to him and captured her lips with his. Sally quickly settled and wound her arms over Bills Shoulders, giving herself up to him. Kissing her hard on the lips Bill let his fingers drift across the hard wet bud as Sally shivered with his touch. Slowly his fingers caressed her skin going down below the water level and feeling for her slit and the nodule inside, momentarily shocked to encounter unusually cold wet skin instead of warm and moist, Bill enjoyed the new sensation and his fingers explored further, finding her welcome hole he slid two fingers in feeling the difference between the coolness of the pool water to the warm deeps of her moist inner skin. He pushed slowly up and down lifting Sally clear of the water as he thrust hard upwards, she moaned and widened her stance to encourage Bill to go further, all the time they continued to kiss.
Bill turned her so that his back was to the pool wall and Sally felt Fred come up behind them and cup her breasts with his hands from behind her back as he pulled her into a floating position, while Bill continued to fuck her gently with his fingers in and out. Sally shivered not from the cold but from the heat within her, raising as it did, as Fred still supporting her back with his arms pinched, twisted and pulled at her nipples as Bill gently continued to push up and in finding her inner spot and pressing on it, cursing Sally to try and lift her hips and almost drown herself in the process as he did so. "Oh Jesus." Sally spluttered as she came up for air assisted by Fred.
Bill stopped and removed his fingers, and while Fred held her from behind he pulled Sally once again out of the pool, this time naked, as all of them were. Sally noted with pleasure that the Brothers were well endowed, with firm bodies and long trim legs.
Having deposited Sally on a lounger Bill handed her a towel, much to Sally's puzzlement, as she was sure that they would have gone all the way this time, she'd felt their need, indeed seen it as they had clambered out the pool. She bowed her head not knowing what to make of it. Did they have some weird sexual fantasy where they didn't have sex, or were they both celibate and this was as far as they were willing to go? These and more questions shot round in Sally's head as she became more confused by their actions.
Suddenly, not being able to bear it any longer and not trusting herself to ask in case they said they no longer desired women or something equally awful, Sally got up and fairly bolted for her room, not stopping until she got there and had shut the door behind her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN - Supper and what happened after
"Sally, what's the matter?" asked Bill having followed her swiftly retreating figure from the pool, not understand what made her suddenly run off like that. Knocking quietly at her bedroom door Bill asked again, "Come on let me in please.
Sally waited some minutes and began to think that perhaps he had gone away. "Please Sally, let me in." He asked again quietly pleading. Seeing as there was no other choice, and thinking Bill would probably stay there all night if she didn't let him in, Sally still wrapped in a towel opened the door before moving away and seating herself on the edge of a chair.
"Why did you run off like that?" Bill asked gently, with a concerned look on his face.
"You gave me a towel." Sally said as if it were explanation enough.
"Pardon?" Bill asked puzzled.
Sally sighed not sure how to put it without sounding awful, but realizing they had to get any misunderstanding sorted she plunged ahead. "I thought you wanted me, but when you gave me the towel even though we'd just been making out in the pool, I got the idea that perhaps you didn't, or couldn't go on." She finished saying, shrugged her shoulders thinking that she perhaps could have said it better.
"Oh you goose." Bill said now smiling broadly "Don't you understand just how much Fred and I want you."
"Then why didn't you take me there in or by the pool?"
"Simply because we want to draw out the wonderful experience as long as we can, to give you the most pleasure with our fingers and tongues before we gain the ultimate pleasure you can give us, to feel ourselves inside you to finally possess your body at least for a while, preferably in private where no unseen eye can view us. For although our pool is fairly sheltered I'm sure someone with a long photo lens could get something they would love to sell to the newspapers if we were to continue outside."
"OH," Sally said quietly, blushing slightly too, "I didn't realize that. I haven't blown it have I?" She asked looking up into Bills handsome face, where she saw his eyes twinkling as if in answer to some private joke.
"No, no you haven't, not by a long shot, and speaking from experience I don't think anyone would be lurking in a tree half a mile away unless Princess Diana or the Duchess of York were here." Bill said laughing loudly, then saying gently to Sally. "Why don't you get cleaned up have a shower redo that lovely hair of yours put something delicious on and perhaps some clothes would be a good idea and then come and join us for dinner." Bill smiled cheekily at what he'd said going to the door.
Sally smiling again and thanked Bill before closing the door quietly after he had gone headed for the shower. During a long and leisurely shower Sally paid particular attention to her hair after hearing Bills compliment adding conditioner which she left in for a good few minutes before rinsing off. Having dried thoroughly and adding the usual cosmetics to her body. Sally applied a generous amount of red lipstick to her lovely lips before putting on her favourite single link gold necklace, long green earrings that matched the colour of her eyes. Letting her hand drift briefly down to the swell of her breasts just visible through the v-shaped neck of her top, Sally fleetingly moved her hand over the general shape of the breasts with her hands, rubbing her nipples as she remembered the touch of both Bill and Fred on them throughout the day catching her breath at the thought as well as her motions.
Smoothing down the top which was tucked in at the waist, Sally let her hand run down across the material at the top of her skirt, again a simple pencil shape as it accentuated the delightful curve of her hips, ending just at the knee leaving a view of her well toned legs and ankles. Having studied herself in the mirror Sally smiled at her reflection glad that the overall look.
While standing by the window for a few minutes Sally detected some delicious odours in the air and her stomach growled loudly.
Looking down Sally sighed, "It all very well making that noise, it no good complaining, you know I can't eat when I'm nervous or excited, which may I say I'm definitely suffering from both at the moment, you'll just have to wait until tomorrow." She said aloud patting her stomach thoughtfully as she walked to the door.
Going down the stairs towards the sitting room Sally could hear someone clattering pots around in the kitchen along with the occasional curse. Chuckling to herself at a particularly colourful metaphor Sally opened the door to the room where she had spent so much time last evening in the company of those wonderful men. She noted when going in that the fire again had been lit as there was a chill in the air, and the logs spat as flames leapt high into the chimney. Lying across the hearth was a large black Labrador whom she hadn't seen before. He lifted his head as she approached wagged his tail but didn't get up.
"That," said Bill coming in just behind her "Has to be the laziest dog out, so much for being a guard dog; he couldn't guard a mouse, never mind catch one." He nudged the lazy dog with a foot and was given a wag of the tail in response but the dog didn't even bother to raise his head again, he'd obviously heard it all before.
"What's his name?" Sally inquired taking the drink that Bill offered her across the prone figure.
"Strangely enough and totally unsuitable it's Fang, after the dog Hagrid has in the Harry Potter books and as about as much use to. He really is the soppiest animal out, supposed to be a guard come shooting dog, but sadly not much use at either, too lazy to go after burglars or birds, much prefers to occupy the place he has now in front of the fire, doesn't seem to bother him if the fires lit or not." Bill said smiling and sipping his drink. "I must say he wasn't at all pleased at being ousted last night, but I didn't want him being corrupted by the visions of you sprawled naked in front of the fire where he normally lies." Bill continued with a chuckle. "He ignored me all night, didn't even come to say goodnight when I went up, silly sod." At this Bill bent and stroked Fang and received a hearty wag of the tail and a lick on the hand.
Sally bent to and spent some minutes enjoying stroking the beautiful shinny black coat before she stood up again and said "I assume Fred is the chef tonight, at least I heard him swearing rather enthusiastically in the kitchen as I came down the stairs."
"Yes, although lord knows we have a perfectly decent cook, but Fred insisted that she have the weekend off, can't think why, I mean she's only 65 and in good health and wouldn't bat an eyelid on seeing a young lady trotting round in the all together with men panting after her with their cocks hanging out, like a pack of horny dogs." He laughed at his own joke and winked at Sally.
Sally chuckled too, thinking that perhaps it wasn't such a bad assessment of their antics last night; certainly she had behaved like a bitch on heat and maybe the way the men had circled her could have been viewed as a pack of randy male dogs. Having finished her drink Sally looked around the sitting room, noting that the coffee table was now back against the wall leaving plenty of room for Fang to stretch out in front of the fire, which had settled a little, the flames now licking gently at the large log in the grate.
"Would you like another?" Bill asked noticing Sally's empty glass, "Or should I go and see if there any chance of us eating this side of Christmas." He continued nodding his head in the direction of the kitchen.
"I would love another, but not sure that I should, don't want to get tipsy and disgrace myself with Fang being at such an impressionable age." Sally replied smiling as she bent to give Fang a quick pat on mention of his name.
"Okey dokey, I'll just quickly go and find out what the orders are from our in house Chef and be back in a jiffy." Bill said whilst going out the door, leaving it ajar as he disappeared along the corridor to the kitchen.
Sally listened intently but couldn't hear anything and wondered if indeed Fred had finished cooking and was waiting for them to appear. Deciding to wait patiently for one or other of the brothers to come back Sally strode around the room, glancing at the books which lined the shelves, Keats, Wadsworth and PJ James, rubbed shoulders with more modern writers like King, Herbert and Patterson. The brothers, Sally decided must be into horror judging by the number of books in that category cramming the shelf. Some authors she knew as she'd read the books herself, others she had never heard of and wondered if they too were horror writers, and what's more if they were any good. Picking one up at random Sally noted it was by someone called Jasper Brown, reading the back she discovered it was more on the science fiction side than horror and put it back, she wasn't into sci-fi could never get to grips with all the technology the writers tended to describe at length, by the time she'd got through a couple pages of such a book she'd be fast asleep with boredom.
"Ladies, and oh yes of course there only you." Fred boomed in a theatrical voice then grinned as he came through the door. "May I announce that dinner is served in the Kitchen, since the waitress has decided to take the night off" Here Fred nodded at Sally with a wink, giggling at this he gestured to Sally to follow and headed back down the corridor to the kitchen.
Following Fred, Sally saw that Bill had served up several plates with steak, salad and a few golden crisp chips. Taking the one handed to her; Sally settled herself at the table and waited for the men to join her.
"Dig in while it's hot, don't wait on our account."
Without further encouragement Sally tucked in, her stomach growled softly and she blushed. "Sorry about that, haven't eaten much in days."
"That ok, understandable given the circumstances, but you can relax now; you're with friends, at least." Here Fred paused and looked sincerely at Sally across the table, "We'd both like to think you would consider us friends, good friends."
Sally nodded, "Of course, and you should, I hope, consider the same of me."
The next few minutes were taken up with eating quietly as each appreciated the well cooked steak and the wonderfully crisp green salad that Fred and as he said, knocked up' for them. When the plates were empty, Fred got up and opened the fridge door bringing out three tall glasses which he placed before them all.
"Hope you like Eton Mess, it's the only dessert I can do well." He said handing a spoon over to Sally.
Groaning with greed at the sight before her Sally said "Oh god yes, love it."
The remains of the meal was again taken quietly without conversation as the good food was appreciated, the banter only resuming as they pushed back their glasses and had accepted the coffee that Fred poured out from the coffee machine.
"That was a delicious meal, thank you Fred." Sally said kindly nodding her head in his direction. "Does Bill cook at all, or only you?"
"Bill has been known to clash a pan or two," Fred said, "But I do it mostly when we're together as I enjoy it."
"So I heard." Sally quipped chuckling at the memory.
"OH you mean the swearing; yes well I do rather do that don't I." Fred agreed rather bashfully. "Comes from having more enthusiasm than skill in the kitchen, but it's never stopped me having a go, swear words included, I think perhaps they add to the flavour, don't you?"
"More than likely, at least that steak was delicious and I think your probably a better cook than you let on." Bill said before adding "Now since we've finished why don't we go back to the sitting room and enjoy that fire while it last."
"Excellent idea," Fred said, before adding. "I'll just pop this lot into the washer now, otherwise Mrs Kennedy, our daily; will have a fit when she comes in the morning."
Leaving Fred to put the dishes away, Bill and Sally drifted back to the sitting room with their coffee in hand, where they found Fang hadn't moved an inch from his favourite spot. Bill left Sally to find a seat while he went to the Zeppelin dock and stood for some minutes in silence studying what music they should listen to.
"Any preference?" He finally asked turning in Sally's direction.
"No, not really I like most music except for Jazz, can't abide the stuff." Sally replied sipping her still hot coffee.
"OK, definitely no Jazz then." Bill said with a smile, having selected some Pink Floyd which floated gently from the speaker as he came round to join Sally, and stood with his back to the fire so he could admire her figure.
Bill took sometime to study her as Sally relaxed back in her seat seemingly lost in thoughts of her own while listening to the music, in reality she was trying to steady the increased rate of her beating heart, well aware of Bill's scrutiny of her body. Her nipples she knew without looking had hardened against the material and were most certainly more visible than they had been before.
Putting his drink down on the coffee table next to the wall, Bill slid to his knees in front of Sally and gently took the mug she held and placed it on the table beside his. He then moved forward slightly parting her legs as he did so and pulled her forward so that her backside was on the edge of the seat. Bill reached round her back and caressed her skin through her blouse, breathing in slowly he took in the scent of her perfume along with her own personal smell, and he bent his head and nuzzled her neck gently with his lips before kissing her just behind the ear, hearing her intake of breath and a slight moan escape her mouth. He drew back and placing his hands lightly either side of her face drew her to him and kissed Sally gently on the lips. Waiting for her to part her lips slightly he pushed slightly with his tongue and enjoyed tasting her tongue as he rolled his slowly around, questing and probing gently as he did so.
Leaning back slightly Bill slowly undid the buttons to Sally's blouse and pushed the material off her shoulders, exposing her wonderful breasts to the fire light then pushed her back against the cover of the seat so that he could get a good look.
"Beautiful and so suckable," Bill said echoing what Jake had said. Sally frowned at the thought of Jake and shook her head slightly to rid herself of his image. Bending Bill flicked one very hard nipple with his tongue and felt Sally shake as he did so, her hand coming up round the back of his neck as he did so, where she caressed his smooth skin before placing her hand on the top of his head and pushing lightly. Bill needed no other hint and bent again to take the nipple into his mouth and sucked gently, gaining suction as Sally pushed forward eagerly, groaning loudly as she did so.
Bill brushed his hand over her other exposed nipple feeling the bud swell and harden against the palm of his hand as he stroked across the surface with a butterfly touch, Sally pushed forward again more urgently and groaned in ecstasy when Bill's fingers closed round the bud and rolled it between his finger and thumb.
Still sucking and nibbling at one nipple Bill slowly moved his other hand down to Sally's waist, feeling the texture of the material beneath him, slowly pulling it up to reveal her bare leg below, caressing the knee he gently made his way up her thigh until he got to her pussy and noted with pleasure that she had remained commando for them. With free access Bill pushed Sally's legs further apart and continued his quest inward, parting her lips gently as he turned his attention to her other breasts where the fire light flickered over the light brown service of her still slightly tanned skin, lips questing over the smoothness of her breast before heading in slow circles towards the nipple teasing and exciting Sally so that she pushed up towards him eager once more to feel his tender kisses, at the same time his hand found the moistness of her folds and the even sweeter depths of her hole beyond. Not waiting he pushed two fingers into her, pushing gently on, feeling the clamping of her muscles as he did so, the moistness of the inner skin felt wonderful against his own fingers and he probed deeper. Sally shifted her position slightly so that she could lean back, letting Bill probe even deeper, in doing so, losing contact with his lips, but no longer caring as the attention of her being was centred on the area below, the sensations causing through her body in waves and Bill slowly pushed in and out.
Dropping his head, he held her lips open with the other hand and dipped his tongue flickeringly against her vulva, pink and inviting, he dived in and suckled gentle on the swelling bud. Sally cried out and juddered as she felt his sucking.
At this moment Fred came in quietly and saw the wonderful situation in front of him. Not wanting to disturb them, he crept quietly up behind the chair Sally was on and leaning over it, gently took her exposed breasts in each hand and squeezed them, before releasing and reaching for the nipples standing to attention, rolled them around his finger and thumb, pulled this way and that.
Sally arched her back as the sensations fired from her nipples and groaned, twitching as Bill looked up and smiled at his brother before going back to what he was doing, sucking gently but more insistently at Sally's nodule, feeling her squirm and shudder beneath him. Bill's cock was now screaming out to be released from the confines of his trousers, without missing a beat, he quickly undid the zip and released the tortured member from its place, feeling it grow and swell as it did so.
Leaving them briefly Fred gathered some cushions and threw them on the floor, displacing Fang as he did so.
"Go away you lazy beast." Fred said in a whisper while pointing to the door, Fang left the sitting room quietly and Fred shut the door behind him, not wanting any interruptions.
Bill having seen what Fred was doing pulled Sally gently to her feet, where both he and Fred slowly finished undressing her, each kissing her on the neck, back, shoulders, arms and briefly on those very tempting nipples, swollen and hard with excitement. Having undressed her they silently and gently pushed her onto the cushions arranging them so that she was comfortable on her back.
They then tore off their own clothing discarding them in a heap on the floor by the fire before joining Sally on the cushions. Bill between her legs as before and Fred at her head, his own erection standing proud and throbbing for all to see. Kneeling behind her head, Fred lent forward kissing her fiercely on the lips and reached for her erect nipples once more, while Bill dived back in to the most deliciously moist fanny he had come across in a long time. Flicking his tongue over the surface seeing it swell, he smiled and slowly descended to taste her nectar again as he pushed without hesitation this time into her passage with his fingers questing deeper, then pulling back before questing forward again, until he found her tender spot and pushed against it, sending Sally bucking against his lips as he systematically sucked and pressed at the same time, while Fred leant forward some more and found her nipple with his lips and sucked it in hard.
Feeling his cock against her cheek, Sally flicked her tongue against the tight skin and Fred groaned in appreciation, and encouraged her to explore more by moving slightly so his cock was in direct contact with her mouth. Eagerly Sally took the swollen member slowly into her mouth, glorying in its wideness as it slid further down, pushing at the back of her throat before she pulled back slightly before sucking it in again. Letting it out entirely Sally concentrated on teasing Fred with light butterfly kisses and licks, in contrast to his forceful pulling, twisting and sucking of her nipples.
Sally could feel her excitement grow and her breath came fast as her heart sped, she squirmed and bucked as the men played each enjoying her in his own way. Backing off, Bill looked at Fred and nodded, it was time to change.
Without a word and not losing contact with her wonderful assets the men changed places. Fred quickly put on a condom and pulling Sally's legs as wide as she'd let him, plunged his throbbing erection quickly into her love box, feeling her clamp her muscles tight against his penis almost had Fred coming there and then. So long denied this pleasure, he drew back and entered again this time more slowly, enjoying the sensation of her moist tight hole against his throbbing heat. Keeping his eyes on his brother who was now pushing his cock gently into Sally's eager mouth, Fred pushed hard again, hearing Sally moan loudly unable to cry out as her mouth was full Bill's equally large member.
Matching his brother's speed, Bill pulled in and out, only going as far in as Sally could tolerate, he could feel himself build but knew he must deny himself a little longer, he after all wanted to experience the joys of that warm inviting passage as much as his brother now was. Bill stopped and let Sally play with his member as she had done so with Fred, while she pushed to meet Fred's penis as he thrust it hard once again in, his balls slapping against Sally's leg each time he thrust forward, before almost withdrawing then hammering it home again, faster and hard until crying out as he did so and waves of pleasure washed over him. He felt the heat of his seed against his penis tip as he pushed again and again, as wave after powerful wave came. Bill by now had stopped altogether and sat breathing hard, trying to control his urge to shoot his load over Sally's up turned face as her back arched pushing herself as hard against Fred as she could, her mouth wide open in a silent cry as he did so. Then screaming loudly as she came herself, the waves driving all the way to her toes, her nipples on fire as she felt Bill caress her gently as the waves came again and again, her body shuddering with the effect, until finally she stilled.
Fred withdrew gently and stood up, turning his back so as to dispose of the condom onto the fire, where it hissed and sizzled as the flames fed on the plastic and the juices held within. Turning back towards Sally and Bill, Fred let himself drop to the floor where he lay for some minutes, reliving the intensity of his explosion.
Bill nuzzled into Sally's back, gently fingering her nipples until he felt her stir. Sally hadn't realized she still had any feeling left, so powerful had her reaction been with Fred's powerful fucking, but her body had other ideas as Bill's gentle caressing aroused her once more, the tingle in her breasts growing as he pulled on each nipple, twisting the tender flesh between his finger and thumb insistently as she squirmed against his chest. Gently Bill encouraged Sally to her knees and kneeling behind her, pulling her rounded cheeks apart he very slowly fed his condom covered member into her now very wet inviting hole, sliding easily in, Bill went inch by in feeling her muscles begin to clamp again against his solid erection. Very slowly Bill withdrew and just as slowly eased in again, the gentleness of it in total contrast to Fred's almost violent thrusting aroused Sally's senses. Her vulva began to pulse and the muscles clamp and unclamp against his member as it went in and out, rubbing against her inner skin, just slightly brushing against the very sensitive area deep inside. Sally moaned gently, her head handing down, her body arched with her hips against Bills legs as he pulled her again and again to him.
As Bill did this Fred crawled over to join them and on his back slid in by Sally's head so that he had access to her breasts and nipples hanging down. Gently now he caressed each nipple feeling it hard once more between his fingers, he lifted his head slightly and took a nipple into his mouth sucking gently; Sally arched her back pushing her breasts forward almost smothering Fred as she did so.
Grabbing her hips Bill suddenly pulled her to him hard, pushing his cock as far as it would go deep inside her, before pulling back and diving again, in and out, hard and faster. He could hear his brother sucking at her breasts like a calf and it excited him even more as he plunged again.
Sally moaned loudly then cried out "OH Christ," the burning in her nipples only serving to increase her pleasure not dampen it as Fred pulled sucked and pinched at her now very tender flesh, the intensity of Bills persistent motions in and out of her pussy finally got to her and she felt the wetness increase as she came,
"OH Jesus, I'm coming." Bill cried out as he felt her wetness against his balls and thigh, he exploded inside her, pulled back and dived again as another wave hit him. Pulling her back against himself once more he felt his member subside and withdrawing gently gripping the plastic sock as he did so. He fell sideways so as to leave room for Sally as she crumpled in a heap total spent, having been fucked twice in rapid succession.
No one spoke or moved for sometime as each let the aftermath of their sex subside. Sally lay there amazed at herself more than anything, never had she came so often or so intensely, and she would never have thought that it could occur so often either.
Laying back amongst the cushions, unashamed at her nakedness, she listened to the brother breathing as the fire crackled, Pink Floyd now on dark side of the moon in the back ground as Sally's breath slowed her heart beat returned to normal and her body finally relaxed as the last after shock stilled.
"Em, not to sound off, but thank you Sally that was the most glorious fuck, one to be recommended, perhaps we should put an announcement in the paper." Fred joked cheekily as he wound his arm around her shoulder and placed his hand gently over her breast, squeezing it as he did so, kissing her on the shoulder at the same time saying, "You really are a gem."
"Here, here, couldn't have said it better, although given enough hours to think about it I'm sure I could have," Quipped Bill sliding to the other side of Sally and looking at her winking as he did so and bending to kiss her lightly on the lips.
"I for one could go another round." Fred said, but then quickly added, "But perhaps not for a couple of hours."
Sally remained silent as the brother talked quietly about the merits of one fuck against another, warm and snug with the fire dying to a glow, she was as content as she had ever been. Sighing heavily though at the thought of having to leave in the morning and probably never meeting the brothers again making her feel a trifle sad, but shrugging her shoulders as she said to herself that it was as she wanted. No attachments were the rules for the time being. Freedom to indulge her sexual fantasies like this one had been and accepting the rules that went with them.
Sally smiled to herself then stretched, yes to echo what Fred had said, it most certainly had been a glorious fuck, and Sally was sure somehow that she could find others to indulge fantasies with, not only her own by theirs as well like last night had been. It seemed so long ago when all those hands had explored her naked flesh caressing, probing and pinching the thought of which made Sally stirring slightly her nipples responding to the memory by hardening, surely she couldn't still be feeling horny. Squirming against the cushions Sally made herself more comfortable and drifted off to sleep still thinking of hands on flesh and cocks pulsing against her inner core.
CHAPTER TWELVE - Monday Morning Goodbyes
Sun made Sally open her eyes and she took a moment or two to comprehend where she was, the last thing she remembered was lying in front of a dying fire, the flames casting light and shadow across her naked flesh like some puppet show, with Bill's hand was draped gently over her shoulder cupping one breast possessively as his breath deepened into sleep. Sally's eyes had drooped then and she too must have fallen asleep where she lay.
Someone must have carried Sally to bed she surmised, since here she was on the bed with the covers drawn up about her. Casting her hand over her body Sally realized she was still naked below the covers, and relaxed back stretching as she did so.
Today she would see Clive and Snooty again, and have time to relax at home before going back to work the following morning, then it dawned on Sally that she wouldn't see either Bill or Fred again, this made Sally sad as she had very much enjoyed the encounter, but since neither men had made any suggestion that this was an on going thing, Sally shrugged her shoulders realistically knowing that to them she was probably just another glorious fuck, something to think about on lonely nights when they didn't have another female to share their bed.
Sighing somewhat heavily Sally got out of bed and went to have a shower. Sally stood under the hot jet of water and let the soap slip gently over her breasts down across her stomach and between her legs, washing away the excesses of the night before. Rinsing thoroughly especially between her legs where she let the jet linger most, loving the tingling sensation it caused across her tender skin between her lips, Sally finally shut off the stream and got out of the shower and wrapped the large bath towel provided around herself, and walked slowly back through to her room.
Leaving out the clothes she had decided to wear for leaving, Sally quickly packed the rest away and tidied the room, looking round to check she hadn't left anything behind. Checking her appearance in the mirror as was her habit, she picked up the suitcase and coat she had brought with her and with one last look back scanning the room to make sure all was in place Sally left the room, closing the door quietly behind her so as not to wake anybody up.
Having left her case in the corridor by the front door, Sally went in search of either Fred or Bill to thank them for a lovely weekend, one which Sally was sure she would never forget. Quickly looking into the sitting room, she saw that the only occupant was Fang in his usual place by the now cold fire place.
"Thata boy Fang, look after them won't you." Sally said as she crossed to the dog and received a wag of the tail in response.
Chuckling to herself Sally went along to the kitchen and found Fred there, pottering around the fridge getting his breakfast.
"Ah, thought I heard someone stirring, wondered if it were my lazy brother getting up earlier, should have known it would be you, Bill I have to say is a night owl, not a morning lark and before you say anything yesterday was an exception, not a rule." Fred said smiling at Sally. "Would you like a cooked breakfast, or simply coffee and toast?"
"Oh I think coffee and toast sounds fine. I'll be heading off soon, have to check on Clive and get back to the cat and settle things before I head into work tomorrow. Having played hooky this weekend I feel guilty that the house has been left on its' own, oh thanks." Sally said as she quickly took the coffee that Fred passed across to her.
"It's a shame you can't stay another day," Fred said with a twinkle in his eye and coming across to stand behind where Sally sat, he let his hand drift softly down her open shirt and caressed her breast below, catching the nipple and causing Sally to jump slightly. "I for one would have loved another go at these love things." He squeezed her nipple as he said so.
Sally moaned and bent her head back to look into Fred's eyes as he dropped his head, and kissed her lips gently, still caressing her rapidly hardening bud as he did so. Sally responded by kissing him back harder bringing her hand up to caress the back of his head, lifting her breast in the process, tightening the flesh and so increasing the pleasure Fred was giving her.
Fred, unbuttoned her top and pulled the shirt off quickly so he could view her delicious breasts to the full, cupping both, one in each hand as he bent to kiss her again, he gripped each nipple hard and pulled slightly, making Sally arch her back in response, a deep groan coming from her lips as he did so. He possessed her tongue by sucking it in keeping it captive while he continued his assault on her responsive hardened buds. Rubbing them gently then squeezing them hard made Sally squirm all the more, her breath coming in gasps as Fred went from one breast to the other.
Stopping briefly to come round to the front, Fred pulled Sally to her feet, hitched up the skirt she was wearing and lifted her up onto the work top, fortunately free of any kitchen utensils. Pulling off her knickers quickly and chucking them aside, not pausing Fred pulled her legs wide so that he could delve deep into her warm, damp passage, feeling his way quickly demandingly to her spot; Sally gasped and moaned loudly as he found her spot quickly sending her into a spasm as he did so. Moving Sally's bum so that it was just on the edge of the table Fred quickly dropped his trousers and released his erect throbbing member where it rapidly grew to full size bobbing as it did so.
Not ready quiet yet to take her, Fred played with her nipples making Sally arch her back in wantonness, groaning and crying out as she did so; he felt new wetness between her legs as he pushed in and out with his fingers.
"Turn over Sally, "he said gently in her ear. Without waiting any further Sally turned as best she could with Fred's fingers where they were, he released her to caress the now exposed backside in front of him her legs dangling over the side of the table. Kissing each cheek, he nibbled at the skin, making Sally squirm under him as his fingers found her vulva, felt it pulse against his caressing, her excitement grew as he continued, one hand pressing there the other pushing into her inviting hole, pushing back and forward fucking her with his fingers, harder and faster as his caresses became against her bud. Sally cried out as waves of pleasure crashed through her senses.
Pulling her backside to him Fred entered her quickly from behind, glorying in the depth he could go before backing off and taking his time the second thrust. Letting himself feel her inner skin soft and moist against his, pulling his skin back and increasing the pleasurable feelings at the sensitive end of his cock, not been able to bare it any longer, Fred thrust hard, backed off quickly then again in and out harder and faster, pulling at her hips feeling her back up against him matching his stride, her body against the table, her hips against his legs as he ground himself against her fucking hard and fast, Sally's breath coming in sobs as she came again and again as Fred pushed in and out, until his seed exploded deep inside her. He thrust again once or twice as each sensual urge hit, until he could do no more, and leant forward against Sally's backside pushing her hard against the table, her arms spread wide, her breasts crushed against the coolness of the metal work top and her legs dangling helplessly over the side.
"Oh Jesus," Sally said when she finally got her breathe back. "You sure know how to say good bye to a lass don't you." As Fred backed off and she got unsteadily to her feet and picking up her discarded knickers, pulled her top together and looking at Fred and said. "Excuse me while I go and freshen up, I would love another coffee when I get back, that one seems to have gone cold for some reason," Then with a smile she quickly added, "Can't think why."
Giggling softly she quickly tiptoed from the room before Fred, who was still leaning against the table while he got his breath back managed to stagger after her. Running swiftly to her room, Sally took another quick shower before redressing and joining Fred back in the kitchen where he was making a fry up as thought nothing had happened, while talking to Bill who was now sat nursing a mug of steaming coffee.
"Morning sleepy head, I thought you would have been up before me?" Bill said eyebrow raised.
"Well I was, but something weird happened and I had to take another shower." Sally said looking directly at Fred, who simply whistled as though he hadn't heard.
Bill looked from one to the other and drew his own conclusions, smiled then shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well the strangest things happen in this house if you stay around long enough that is."
Silence followed as each drank their coffee and contemplated what they would do for the rest of the day, Sally finally said, "I really must go, I would like to thank you both for such a wonderful weekend, an experience which I shan't forget in a hurry.
Bill got up and embraced Sally, squeezing tightly before whispering in her ear just how much he had enjoyed her too.
Fred strode round and taking her into his arms winked before saying, "You just don't realize how tantalizing it is to have a woman around who is so willing and respective to ones desires, it not easy to let you go, I would have enjoyed playing with you all day and night if given the chance." He finished by giving Sally a gently brush of the lips with his whilst letting his hand drift down and lightly touching the front of her blouse.
"Forgive me, their just so inviting." He said backing off. "Good bye Sally and have a good time."
"Bye darling," said Bill "And look after yourself."
There seemed nothing else to be said, so Sally turned and left the kitchen, picked up her discarded case and left through the front door closing it quietly behind her. She shivered slightly and not just at the morning summer chill as she climbed into her little car, started the engine and eased it out slowly along the drive to the main road.
Life thought Sally was going to seem somewhat mundane after those couple of days, but she didn't regret it not for one minute. Smiling happily to herself she skilfully moved her car through the slowly bank holiday traffic before turning off to the stables and to the love of her life.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN - Back to work
Clive greeted her with as much enthusiasm as usual and Sally stroked his neck gentling his excitement before grooming his glossy coat, putting his tack on and then taking him for a long gallop across the dunes and the sea, retracing the steps she had taken the day before with the brothers, was it really only yesterday Sally thought to herself when they'd played heavy petting like naughty teenagers amongst the dunes. Gasping at the vivid memory of Bills hands where they had been caused her feelings to stir. Was she becoming a nymphomaniac she wondered, as so many feelings coursed through her body, or was it simply the after shocks of so much delightful sex.
Turning Clive about she headed for home taking her time on the way back to enjoy the freedom as long as she could. Back to normal everyday tasks soon, and she wanted the holiday feeling to last as long as possible.
The following day at work was Sally recalled that evening somewhat amusing as others had asked her what she had done over the bank holiday. She had taken sometime to reply, thinking fast and wishing she'd had an alibi ready for just such an occasion.
"Go on, what did you get up to then Sally?" the office junior Claire asked eagerly bending forward in anticipation of some jolly fair or party that Sally must have attended, most of the others seemed to have been at the festival in town and some of the stories had been quite hair raising.
"Oh nothing much, just spent the evening letting six men ravish my body, you know the sort of thing." Sally said truthfully.
"Oh Sally that would be shocking if it were true, trust you to make up a shocker," Mark the senior clerk said in a knowing tone, entering the room having just caught what Sally said. "You know you really shouldn't make up stories, the juniors here" he continued chastising Sally, "Are very impressionable."
Sally smiled shrugging her shoulders; people she decided really didn't want to know the truth. Did it really matter what she did with her own time anyway. The others took that to mean the discussion was over and drifted off to their various departments to get on with their work.
The weeks rolled by one blending into the next until the summer was almost over, Sally had done nothing except look after the cat, ride Clive and work, except for the occasional phone call home to her mother, she hadn't spoken to anyone unless it was work related, so it was a very pleasant distraction when a plain white envelope dropped through her door, some two months after that wonderful weekend, fast becoming a distance memory.
The letter simply said:-
If your after an interesting day, come to Newcastle race course on the Sunday 10th.
Meet you at the North gate at 11.30.
B
Nothing like short notice as Henley was the next day. Sally broke into a broad grin at the thought of meeting one of the brothers. She was puzzled by one thing, Newcastle didn't have any races planned that weekend, and so what sort of entertainment did they have in mind?
Sally pondered over that thought over the Saturday night before jumping quickly out of bed and showering briskly before getting dressed in a simply long sweeping dress with a slit up the side to the thigh, exposing a clean shaven leg every time she walked. The dress opened at the front with a zip going all the way to the waist level, Sally had it so that the generous curve of her breasts was just visible, a bra couldn't be warn as the material plunged at the back below to just above her bum, any straps would be clearly visible. Putting on a small gold necklace which nestled gently between the curves, Sally put on a pair of pearl earrings, spread herself with her favourite scent, slipped her feet into mid heeled court shoes and quickly left the house.
Driving carefully down to the town, the traffic for once light for a Sunday, Sally let her thoughts drift to what on earth Bill could have in mind for an exciting days treat, she knew that sex was most certainly be on the agenda, but there were many hours in a day. Teasing herself with one idea to another Sally arrived at the North Gate of Newcastle racecourse just as the clock in the car read 11.30, and by now Sally was very aroused, tense and excited at what was to come.
Leaving the car in the car park, she skipped lightly over the road to the gate which seemed to be deserted, but then she spied a guard just by the corner of the gate.
"Excuse me, you haven't seen a tall good looking gentleman lurking around have you, as I'm supposed to have met him here at 11.30? Sally said quietly.
"Would your name be Sally Gordon by any chance?" The guard enquired.
"Yes it is, why?"
"Well the gentlemen you asked about, asked me to tell you he's inside the course, up at the club house and asked me to let you in once you arrived. A private party going on I shouldn't wonder, you're the umpteenth person I've let in this morning, busier than some meet days." He grumbled as he unlocked the door and let Sally through, closing it with a clang and relocking it, slightly unnerving Sally when he did so. Why it should Sally wasn't sure and chided herself for being so silly.
Walking up the road, Sally spotted what she hoped was the club house just ahead and was pleased when the sign agreed with her. Slipping quietly through the open door, Sally hesitated slightly until she heard voices ahead. Coming round a corner she was met with a room with both men and women, and saw Bill standing holding centre court in the middle talking to distinguished looking man on his left. He saw Sally and broke into a wide grin.
"Wonderful, ladies and gentlemen I would like you to meet Sally, some of you will know her, and others certainly haven't had the delight so far. Sally come here and meet my friends, I'm sure we're going to have some great fun."
Sally walked slowly through the crowd smiling broadly, oh yes it certainly looked like it was going to be a wonderful day.
The End
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