0 comments/ 62010 views/ 2 favorites Katie Comes Back By: chrisfromlondon This is the continuation of a story I started some time ago and didn't finish. A number of members have asked me "what happened next" so here goes... The story so far: Katie, married to John, has started an affair with Steve, an Englishman she met over the internet. Mr Maddox, a wealthy businessman, has got hold of twenty or so photos of Katie and Steve making love in the open air and is blackmailing her. He returns a photo each time she performs a task and two when she does it with her new friend and lover Claudia. Katie is now working at Maddox's company but has never seen what he looks like; he has fucked her once, from behind, but has since stayed out of sight. Steve has returned to England but has not forgotten Katie and how good it was between them. But Katie is beginning to enjoy herself!! ................. Things had been quiet since the "Salesman of the Year Contest." Katie still worked part time at Maddox and continued to get strange looks after the party. She, Claudia and Sue, the office manager, and three of the Maddox salesmen, George, Randy and Ferdy, had had a whole day and two nights in the penthouse suite of the town's swankiest hotel. Katie had been paired with George at first but had revelled in all the games. After dinner on the Friday, they had played different games. Each time the winner could choose a partner and specify a position while the others watched, drank more wine and rested. As the night went on they all got more daring. Of course, Sue soon chose Frobisher "up my bum" so the long-suffering butler had to undress, and ram his large thick cock up her from behind while she gibbered with excitement. After that, he made his excuses and said good-night. George, the oldest by far, was the first to wilt and retired to sleep on his own. By the time the athletic Sue was in a reverse straddle position with her arse hole wrapped around Randy's huge black rod and Ferdy's throbbing in and out of her shaven pussy, Katie and Claudia had had enough and snuggled up naked in bed leaving the other bedroom to the other three. After that, Randy and Ferdy took turns on Sue and this went on most of the night until even they were exhausted. Sue had been really sore for at least a week but it had been worth it! One advantage of the new job was that Katie always had a plausible reason from being away from home. Katie made sure she made time to see Claudia two or three times a week and that John got his regular fuck at the week-end. This morning, a Friday, as dawn broke she had felt so horny that she straddled him, wanked his dick hard, eased onto it and used him as a dildo. He came quickly into her pussy so it was no good for her. So, two weeks since the contest, she was beginning to feel that familiar ache of sexual frustration. Katie looked around the office but saw little prospect there. Maddox had announced a major merger recently and everyone was having to work all hours leaving little time for extra-mural activity. Even George rushed past Katie's desk with only a nod of recognition. Maddox himself was in London managing the new acquisition. Katie decided to go to the bathroom; at least her favourite vibrator would give her some relief. It was almost 5.30 so she did a final check on her emails. They could all be dealt with on Monday; then a new one appeared - marked "Confidential/urgent". Katie opened it with a rush of excitement. It was from Maddox again! "Hi Katherine, Sorry about the short notice but I need you this week-end. I am holding a big party at my place by the lake. A map is attached. Go straight from work; you should be there in time for supper. You can use the Mercedes - Sue has the keys. Don't bother packing; if you need anything, Frobisher will look after you. Come alone." "So much for the boring week-end cooking and cleaning," Katie thought with a smile. She rang home and left a message on the answer phone that she had been called away to help with the new deal; anyway John would be out drinking beer with his pals all evening, no doubt telling them all about his "hot little wife", and the children were always happy to go to the neighbours to watch TV and play video games. She also sent a copy of Maddox's email to Claudia so that at least someone friendly knew where I was going. She told Claudia that she would miss her and would call if she needed any moral support. She picked up the keys from Sue who gave her a very mischievous smile, as if she knew what was in store. She even detected a little envy in Sue's expression; perhaps she thought she should be going to the party instead or as well! Ferdy was away on business so Sue would be on the prowl that evening; some lucky guy would have a good week-end. The way Katie was feeling, he wouldn't be the only one. She carried her hand-bag, brief -case - she had to look as if she was going to work - and an umbrella. It was a warm sunny evening and the setting sun was behind her. The first few kilometres were slow as she worked her way through the rush hour traffic but, once she was on the main freeway travelling east towards the hills, the road was clear and Katie relaxed. She played some Mozart and enjoyed the power and smoothness of the Mercedes. She wandered what Maddox was up to this time. Would she get to see him properly? Would he even be there? She had searched on Google to see if she could find a picture; after all, the Maddox business was well known both in the USA and internationally. But it was still family owned and the information on Maddox himself had been sketchy. She found one old black and white photo of him as a teenager in a large family group with his grand-father at the centre; a fair haired, rather pretty boy with a worried expression on his face. She had cut it out and kept it in her handbag and often looked at it and tried to imagine how he looked as a middle aged man. At least she would soon found out. As evening fell, the road climbed slowly; Kate had memorised the route and turned off onto smaller roads after two hours. She slowed down as night fell and the roads got narrower as they wound their way through the forests. Eventually she found the sign for "Maddox Lodge" on the left. The gates seemed to recognise the car and opened automatically; Katie drove through and up the drive leading for a kilometre or so to an opening and a flood-lit opening where she could see the house in front of her and the tall imposing figure of Frobisher, the English butler, guiding her up to the front door. He opened her door and welcomed her with a familiar smile. "Welcome Madam." "Hi Froby; am I the last to arrive?" "No Madam. The party doesn't start until tomorrow. Mr Maddox thought it would be good for you to relax here a night rather than drive up in the morning." "It sounds as if he has plans for a busy week-end for me." "You know Mr Maddox - always full of surprises. The other guests will be arriving in time for lunch, so you can have good night's sleep and lie-in. Or you can explore the place tomorrow morning. There's lots to do here - swimming, tennis, hiking, water-skiing. There's even a nine-hole golf course if you play." Katie couldn't help thinking of a few other activities that would be enjoyed! By now Frobisher had taken her through the entrance hall, past what seemed to be an indoor swimming pool into a suite of rooms with its own private entrance. "This is Mr Maddox's private suite; there are three bedrooms - this is yours." "Wow, I am honoured! What a lovely room" It had a king-size bed and mirrors on the two side walls and on the ceiling. "Make yourself at home; there are plenty of clothes for you to choose from." said Frobisher. "Your supper is in the 'fridge." "Thanks. Then I'll be ready for bed. It was further than I reckoned." "I'll leave you in peace. Ring that bell if you need anything else. I'll bring breakfast at ten. Good night, madam. Sleep well." Frobisher smiled knowingly as he left the room. Katie was tempted to call him back; she could have done with a quick fuck to help her sleep and he was trained to give every satisfaction. However, for once she resisted and hoped tomorrow would be a busy day. She would conserve her energies. Katie enjoyed the cold supper and a couple of glasses of white wine, had a hot, relaxing bath, made sure the door was locked, turned off the lights and went to bed naked. She could explore what to wear tomorrow. It was only about 10.30 but she soon dozed off under the duvet. It seemed only a moment before she was awake; a light went on and she heard movement and the sound of a case being put down on the wooden floor. Katie sat up, confused and unsure whether she was dreaming, to see the face from the photograph looking curiously at her from the end of the bed. "Mr Maddox - at last!" "Call me Junior, please. Who the heck are you?" "I'm Katherine. I work for your father." she muttered, realising her mistake. "Are you here for the party?" "Sure, it's my sixteenth birthday tomorrow. I've just flown across from California. It should be great although I'm not sure why we had to come all this way for it." "Isn't it eighteen in California?" "What are you talking about?" "The age of consent - it's only sixteen here. You'll be able to do it legally for the first time tomorrow!" "Do what? Drive a car? Do you think Dad has bought me a sports car?" "You'll find out in the morning. What time is it?" Katie was beginning to see the funny side of the situation. "Just after midnight. I heard the chimes as I came through." "Come over here. By the way what's your name. I can't just call you "Junior." "It's Robert. "Robert Augustus Maddox the Third". Call me Bobby." "Come over here, Bobby." He slowly came round to her side of the bed and stood over her. He was incredibly young, slim, medium-height, handsome in quite a feminine way, with longish blonde hair. He wore well-cut jeans and a college T-shirt. "Hi Bobby. You're cute. Happy birthday. Wouldn't you like to unwrap your first present ... from Daddy with love?" As Katie smiled suggestively and looked him in the eye, Bobby lowered his gaze sheepishly. "Go on, Bobbysox. Don't be shy. I won't bite you!" He bent down and held the end of the duvet. Then he looked up with a devilish grin and suddenly pulled it off the bed in one stroke. There she was, naked and ready. "Wow ... you're so beautiful! I had no idea." He feasted his eyes on her breasts, her shapely torso, long athletic legs. Katie had crossed her legs modestly so he could only see a suspicion of hair between them. Then she slowly opened them. He gasped. "Undress and come to bed, Bobby." Katie whispered. "I want to make this a special birthday that you won't forget. Everything off now!" He was less nervous than she expected, taking off his clothes in front of her, full of the self-confidence of the privileged moneyed classes. He looked fit with a smooth white body, slim muscular legs and well proportioned genitals, his penis immediately half-erect. He sat down next to her with a big smile on his face. Katie spread her arms wide, gave him a welcoming hug and pulled him down beside her. Now she could sense his impatience; he rolled on top of her and she could feel his dick trying to find her opening. She lowered her hand between their bodies and found it, now rock hard and ready with a trace of pre-cum around the opening. She wanked him gently. Should she guide him in with her hand and let him take her quickly? They had plenty of time to explore each other more slowly later. Or should she make him wait? A long, loud grunt and a warm wet sensation over her hand told her the matter was out of her hands, at least for the moment! "Oh no ... sorry," he muttered. "I couldn't help it. As soon as you touched me there, I could feel it exploding." "It felt good though; didn't it? It tastes good too," Katie licked her finger and enjoyed the salty, musky, fresh flavour of the young. She moved her hand to his mouth. "Try some." Bobby's expression of disgust was enough so she wiped her hand on a tissue. She moved her head down on to his lap, greedily slurped up what was left on his stomach and licked the rest from his dick. As she did so, she saw it hardening again. She had forgotten how quickly young men recovered - it took John at least an hour and, in any case, he was always asleep and snoring within minutes of his orgasm. This would be different; Katie wondered how many times Bobby would come tonight! And of course she would have to keep pace with him ... "Hang on, big boy. It's my turn now - don't be greedy. I'll give you a lovely blow job later! After you've given me a proper fucking. Now come and kiss and lick me all over. Explore every inch of me! I'll show you how to please a girl. I'm horny; I need you to make me come! Then you can do whatever you want for as long as you like, all night if you have it in you." Slowly Bobby did as he was told, kissing Katie on the lips, all over her face and down her neck, accidentally finding that special spot just above her right breast. As always she shivered with pleasure, her whole body tensed and she felt that familiar wetness down there. Without thinking, she moved her hand between her legs and began to caress her clitoris her middle finger. "What are you doing?" Bobby asked. "This is how we masturbate. Can't you hear how wet I am? Do you want to taste me?" He placed his face between her legs and watched her rub; he could see her pussy lips opening and getting redder and redder. Her vagina was there ready to be filled - first he had to make her come! "Go on, do it! Tongue me, taste me, finger fuck me!" Katie was already having small rippling orgasms and, as Bobby's tongue explored her pussy lips and hungrily replaced her finger, she felt ready to explode. A tentative finger easing up her wet cunt made her body arch as she thrust up towards him. He was a quick learner, she managed to think, as the waves of pleasure strengthened and ran from the center of her body. She came hard three or four times, screaming with ecstasy; she is what she needed! Then, as she started to relax, she opened her legs and muttered "Now fuck me like a whore!" As before, he could not get the angle right so she helped him with her hand, smiling up at his frustrated face. As they kissed passionately, she felt him slide easily in and begin to move deeper and deeper into her; he enjoyed her pussy tightening as she used her muscles expertly to milk him. Looking down from her sexy contorted face, he could see how her breasts were bouncing up and down with the rhythm of his movements, how the white skin around her nipples was getting pinker and how his dick was ramming in and out of that deep red pussy. She wrapped her legs around him and, pushing back each time he thrust in, it felt as if he was filling up her whole body ...at times as if they were one body. She sank her finger-nails in his back; it was as if he was ripping her apart! Now the orgasms came quick and fast, driving through her like a roller-coaster. It was good that he had come before, she thought, as he went on longer than she expected - it was not as if he was trying to control himself - they were both out of control! He could feel his balls getting ready and quickened the pace of his fucking until she could not keep up. She lay back and opened her legs wide, encouraging him to go as deep as he could. "Oh yes, Bobby. Fuck me! Harder! Harder!" His whole body tensed as he climaxed, enjoying the stream of sensation from his young virgin balls, running all the way up his dick, as his cum slid up and out into Katie's warm, experienced pussy. She felt two or three squirts deep inside her, then, as he relaxed, a feeling of emptiness between her legs as if there was something missing. He looked at her and they both smiled. "Happy birthday. Robert Augustus Maddox, or can I call you Ramrod! You're the best! Daddy would be very proud of you!" Little did she know that Mr Maddox was on the other side of the mirror with a big smile on his face. To be continued... Katie Comes Back Ch. 02 While Mr Maddox retired happily to bed, Katie and Bobby lay on the bed together covered in sweat and juices. He couldn't help laughing and Katie joined in. "It's a messy business, isn't it?" he said. "Sure, if it's done properly! Shall we have a shower or should I lick you clean? I haven't been with anyone so young before. You're beautiful" "Lick me, Katie while I rest a while ... and you mentioned a blow-job. That sounds interesting." "Well, the birthday boy deserves the best I can give. You've just given me the best fuck I've had for ages, so here goes!" She pumped up three pillows for him so he could rest and watch everything she did. He lay there with an expression of perfect contentment on his face. As she kissed his lips and eased her tongue into his mouth, he ran his hands down her back and sides admiring her womanly curves and feeling her large breasts against his chest. They explored down to her firm, fleshy buttocks. He had often fondled girls of his own age but this was different. They had shown him their perky little breasts and let him kiss them but never let him slide his hand between their legs, let alone allow him to caress their most intimate areas. They wouldn't let him slide a finger along their pussy lips; they didn't want him to feel how wet they were as he would if his finger slipped into them. They had been as wet and juicy as Katie was now - Bobby was the best looking boy in town - but they had been taught to be "good girls." Booby remembered how Katie had masturbated earlier, rubbing the area at the top of her pussy; he soon found her clitoris and began to finger it very gently. As he did this, Katie withdrew her mouth from his. "That's nice. Shall we try a "69"?" she whispered hoarsely. He smiled uncertainly. "I'll show you!" She took hold of his hand and slowly pulled it from between her legs. To show her approval she ran the tips of his fingers along her tongue. "Wow, I taste good don't I?" Then she motioned him to lie on his back in the middle of the bed. She knelt over his head and lowered her pussy over his mouth. "You see my vagina - that's where you fucked me. Can you taste yourself? And the clitoris at the top - that it my main pleasure spot. In between is where I pee. I'll show you later. And my little arse-hole - isn't it cute? Can you feel how wet I am. See the juices running down. That shows you are a good lover, Bobby. Now give me some more while I see what's happening down there. Make yourself comfortable!" As Bobby began to tongue hungrily inside her pussy and over her clitoris, she lowered her body so her knees were around his head and her elbows on each side of his waist. Her breasts hang down heavily over his chest. She had been looking forward to this! He was rock hard again, a good six inches with room for growth. She pulled the fore-skin back and ran her tongue along the slit enjoying the sharp taste of pre-cum. She stopped for a while and concentrated on the sensations strengthening between her legs, sexy little mini-orgasms building up and spreading slowly to her upper thighs and tummy. It was as if Bobby had done this before; it felt almost as if that was Claudia down there expertly using her long tongue to pleasure a lover. She would need to reward him properly! She could just about reach his balls with her tongue. As she licked them, moving up the shaft slowly, she heard Bobby gasp. He took a few long breaths and resumed his work. Katie then lowered her sensual, full lips over the tip of his penis and took it into her mouth. Now she could taste her own juices from earlier. She sucked it a little deeper; with two inches inside, she thought that was enough for the time being. He might get frightened if she took it all the way in. So she fucked him slowly with her lips and tongue, establishing an easy rhythm so that she could focus on her own pleasure. By now, Bobby was getting tired and out of breath, so she let him rest and began to masturbate herself. Soon the first orgasm hit her and splattered Bobby's face. As they continued to wrack her body, and her thighs and stomach muscles began to ache under the strain, she decided she could not take much more. She quickened the pace on herself and on Bobby's prick, taking it deeper and faster until he let out a huge sigh and deposited another warm and tasty stream into her mouth. She rolled it round her mouth and swallowed. It was touching how quickly his penis shrank between her lips and he became a little boy again. Now they were both exhausted. "Let's have a shower and clean up. Then bed ..." Katie suggested. "I mean sleep this time. There is always tomorrow!" To be continued.................. Katie Comes Back Ch. 03 To Katie's relief, Bobby slept like a baby for the rest of the night. This allowed her a few hour's of deep, restful sleep until she stirred as dawn broke. Leaving him lying on his front on his side of the bed, Katie got up and opened the door at the head of the bed. She stepped outside; it was warm enough not to need clothes. She was presented with a magnificent view of the lake stretching in front of her, dead calm and surrounded by forest. The sun was rising over the hills in the distance. There was no one disturbing the peace, just a few birds flying overhead and the gentle ripple of water against the decking. She took the wooden steps and lowered herself into the cool but comfortable water; she shivered slightly as it reached her pussy and then pushed off to swim in the cool, clear water. It felt wonderful against her breasts as they splashed up and down and specially between her legs. What a contrast to last night's heat and passion. She was alone for a few precious minutes, swimming and treading water until she reached a sunbathing station towards the middle of the lake. She pulled herself up, looked around to check there were no other early risers on the bank and did a few exercises to warm up again: bends, stretches, push-ups, sit-ups. As she stood and admired the shape of her shadow - the low sun made her look so slim! - she wished she had an audience. It seemed such a waste... She crossed her arms and held each bicep, pushed out and back so that her breasts shook like a pair of over-excited puppies - just the thing to keep them firm and shapely. Then she lay in the sun and looked down over her body; not bad, she thought. What was her best feature, she wondered. Breasts? Nipples? Butt? Hips? Legs? No, there it was, below the triangle of blonde hair, the special hole that gave so much pleasure. She noticed the sweat on her stomach and inner thighs and the small pool in her belly button. Exercise and the sun always made her feel horny and she was tempted to begin to play with herself. She heard the faint sound of splashing and looked up. There was Bobby swimming towards her. "Damn," she thought. "Just as I was enjoying myself!" She stood up and dived back into the water, swimming towards Bobby. Just before she reached him, he called over: "Morning, Katherine. I'll race you back." "But you're much younger than me." "OK, I'll give you a minute's start." Katie was a strong swimmer and it wasn't that far - she'd easily get there first. "OK. Count to sixty, slowly." "Does the winner get a prize?" "We'll see about that. Right, go!" Katie struck off powerfully towards the house while Bobby counted. Of course, he cheated. After he had got to twenty, he started off behind her. Even so, it was going to be close. Katie sensed him gradually getting closer. "You bastard!" she thought, straining even harder. "You fucking little cheat." It was touch and go. As she slid through the water, Katie was dimly aware of shouting from the shore. "Go, Bobby. You've got her!" "Yo, Maddox! Faster!" They touched the edge simultaneously and pulled themselves out of the water, lying exhausted on the wooden decking, to a round of applause. Katie and looked up to meet the gaze of two youngsters, one with a big grin the other grimacing; she noticed Frobisher standing there with some bags behind them. She stood up, forgetting in the excitement that she was naked, with water dripping off her. "Hi. I'm Katherine. You must be the first guests - welcome." "Hello, we're the Wilds. I'm Hugo and this is Annabelle. Hi Bobby, happy birthday." The taller replied in an educated English accent. He looked about nineteen, his sister one or two years younger. Bobby got up, making no attempt to cover up. "Hi there - thanks." He turned to Katie, taking her hand. "These are the Wilds; their father Stephen has just sold his business to Dad. Stephen should be around somewhere." They shook hands. They seemed shy although it didn't stop Hugo having a good look at Katie and Annabelle at Bobby. They stood proudly in front of them, Bobby's dick beginning to harden, and Annabelle felt a pang of both lust and jealousy; she had been thinking about seeing Bobby again ever since they had met briefly in London. Now it seemed he was taken; she couldn't compete with a full-blooded woman like that! She held back her tears. "We should change." she muttered. "Things will be pretty informal." Bobby replied. "Yes, I can see that..." "Perhaps not too informal, Annabelle." Hugo suggested primly. "I'll wear whatever I fucking well like, thanks. See you later." Annabelle swept away angrily and strode back into the house with Frobisher following her with the bags. "Sorry about that. She's tired after the journey; we were in London only yesterday." Hugo explained. "Don't worry. I understand. Why don't we all go and rest." Katie said. "The party doesn't start until mid-day." "Yes, we should all meet at the pool. Frobisher is organising everything, I think." Bobby interrupted. "See you then." He took Katie's hand and walked her back to their bedroom. Hugo couldn't keep his eyes off her shapely behind and wondered what his chances were. He also noticed the red nail-marks on Bobby's back and it was his turn to be jealous. His father had told them to be on their best behaviour; he had only received only a part of his money up-front so couldn't afford to upset the Maddox family. Hugo knew what Annabelle wanted - Bobby! - if she got what she wanted, maybe Katie would be at a loose end... Hugo and Annabelle had discussed things on the flight; he was determined to keep an eye on his head-strong sister. While Hugo found his room in one of the chalets alongside the lake and masturbated, Katie and Bobby were snuggled up under the duvet, getting nice and warm. "Right, rest!" "What about my prize?" "It was a dead heat. Anyway, you cheated; you should be punished not rewarded!" "But it's my birthday, Katherine!" "No excuses. It's extra classes for you!" Katie told him to lie on top of the duvet and relax. She took something from her hang-bag and knelt over him. "Right, young man. Lesson One. Always use one of these." She took a condom from its packet. "Watch carefully." She took him in her hand and caressed him until he was hard again - it only took a moment. Carefully, she eased the condom all the way on; it fitted tightly around his solid penis. To his disappointment, she then pulled it off and placed it on the bedside table. She took another and handed it to him. She leant down and kissed him fondly on the lips. "Now, you put it on. That's right - good. Promise me you will always carry some. I know what a horny bastard you are going to be - just like your dad." Bobby raised an eyebrow but didn't comment. Now he was ready to be fucked. She stood over her, a statuesque real blonde with a superb, mature body. He looked approvingly up between her legs - firm thighs, shapely buttocks, inviting shaven pussy hole, small triangle of hair, wide curved hips, torso, large heavily nippled breasts up to her lovely sexy face looking down seriously. What a school mistress! "Lesson Two. Self-control. See how long you can hold back. Two minutes and you'll get that prize!" She squatted down and took him in her right hand, checked he was hard enough and lowered herself on to him so that he could kiss and suck her upright nipples. Then she began to move up and down, her breasts pulsating over him. Bobby helped her with his hands around her hips helping her move up and down. He loved that sensation of being wrapped around by a soft, pulsating vagina, that sight of him being forced in and out and of her juices beginning to flow. "I'm going to fuck you senseless, you cheating bastard." "Fuck me! Milk me!" Pure, incandescent pleasure as Katie mounted him harder and harder until he could feel that deep sensation getting stronger and reaching that point of no return when you can no longer control it. He tried to hold back but it was hopeless. He pulled her down so he was deep into her. He came, the rippling spasms of pleasure filling his body, the erupting flow of spunk filling the condom. Then, as Katie lay on top of him with his cock softening inside her, that wonderful warm serene feeling of total relaxation and contentment that only a really good fuck with a beautiful woman can bring. "I win!" she whispered into his ear. Katie Comes Back Ch. 04 They ate a generous delicious breakfast: Frobisher's English special with eggs, bacon, sausages, kidneys, mushrooms, tomatoes, black pudding and fried bread, washed down with orange juice and strong black coffee. Then they had time to rest until Bobby's guests began to arrive. He got dressed and kissed Katie good-bye. "Thank you for a wonderful birthday surprise." He said, thinking: "I wonder what else is in store for me today." As Katie relaxed and had another coffee, she was wondering the same. Would she meet Mr Maddox at last? Would she feel different now she had spent the night with his son? Would Bobby want to continue what had started? Would she feel out of place with all these young people? She had noticed how fresh and innocent Annabelle had looked, a perfect English rose. As the other guests arrived, some by chauffeur-driven car and some by helicopter, Katie decided what to wear. She looked through the wardrobes full of expensive clothes and shoes. She tried a few dresses on; they fitted her perfectly. She wanted something cool, classy and sexy but not too sexy. Eventually she chose a simple blue, close-fitting knee-length cotton dress, skimpy white panties and bra; she lay them on the bed and had a quick shower. She sprayed perfume above her breasts, and on her tummy and inner thighs. She dressed, put on a pair of white slip-on shoes and inspected herself in the long mirror. Pretty as a picture, she thought smiling to her self. Then she left her bedroom and traced her way back to the pool. As soon as she got there, she wondered why she had bothered. All the guests were in swimming gear; most of the girls were topless. Some were clowning around in the water, others lounging and chatting away by the side of the pool. Frobisher was serving soft drinks and snacks; at least he was dressed in his best butler's uniform. Then Hugo walked over, took her arm and began to introduce her to the guests. They were all teenagers, between sixteen and nineteen, and seemed to know each other. Annabelle seemed to be in a better mood now; she was sitting with Bobby and a couple of other good-looking young men, the centre of attention as she preferred. She was wearing a patterned, one-piece suit that showed off her figure perfectly. Katie noticed her good-sized tits with nipples prominent under the costume. Although they were all friendly and polite, Katie felt the youngsters wanted to be on their own and to party without adult supervision. She wandered off on her own and familiarised herself with the estate. She walked down to the lake and began to follow the path around it. By now the sun was strong so she tried to stay in the shadow of the trees. Even so, by the time she had circled the lake and returned to the lodge, she was hot and tired; the exertions of the past 24 hours were starting to take their toll. She decided to have an early lunch and to rest during the heat of the day. By now the guests were enjoying the various activities available; the noise of laughter and high spirits filled the air. They wouldn't notice her absence. She helped herself to a light lunch from the buffet and retired to her room. She enjoyed smoked salmon and a mixed salad and a drink of water. She then undressed, lay on the bed and relaxed; she thought about the situation she was in. She needed to get those photographs back and, so far, Mr Maddox's tasks had been fun. But why was she enjoying it so much? She felt at home in these luxurious surroundings; she had never been so sexually satisfied but, on the other hand, he felt horny all the time. Even now, she sensed how wet she was as she remembered Bobby inside her with that desperate expression on his face! Was she becoming a nymphomaniac? Then she thought, "Who cares? But I must be careful it doesn't go too far." Katie dozed off and dreamed she was in the dark, dancing with Mr Maddox, arms round him; in her dream she felt warm, secure and at home. Then the light went on suddenly and it was John she was dancing with! She pushed him away and woke with a start. The final image was that of her husband's face and the look of hate on it. Little did Katie know that, at that moment, John was in a down-town motel room with a naked Sue. They had met in the pub the previous evening and had too much to drink. One thing had led to another; they had arranged to meet today and were now fucking doggy-style as if there was no tomorrow. John had told Sue that his wife was frigid; she had taken pity on him and was doing her best to compensate! She had invited him to a dance that evening. In blissful ignorance, Katie looked to see what she should wear this evening - there was to be a formal dinner and dance. As she explored to the back of the wardrobe, she noticed a wooden flap with a catch at eye level; with curiosity, she opened it. Behind the lap, there seemed to be a glass window looking into the adjoining bedroom. Katie just thought what an evil but delicious man Mr Maddox was and was about to close it again. But then she saw two figures enter the room; they didn't notice her so Katie concluded it was a one-way mirror. She could see them but they couldn't see her. To be sure she closed the wardrobe door quietly behind her so that she was in the dark. She could just about hear them and she was keeping very, very quiet. It was Bobby and Annabelle; they had been playing tennis and had come in to cool down or so they told their friends. They both looked hot and sweaty. Katie gasped as they laughed and fell into each other's arms. As Bobby rolled her over on to the bed, they began to kiss passionately wrapping their legs around each other. She saw him slide one hand up Annabelle's short skirt and up the back of her thigh to reveal her white panties. Annabelle grabbed his hand and pulled it away. "That's better." thought Katie. "Don't give in too easily." But to her astonishment, Annabelle repositioned Bobby's hand to the front using her free hand to ease the gusset of her panties to one side to reveal a flash of dark pubic hair. Bobby began to caress between her legs until Annabelle's enjoyment could be heard through the mirror. Suddenly she pushed Bobby away, stood up and quickly removed her top, her skirt, bra and panties. She was in too much of a hurry to bother with her trainers. Bobby did the same and they were soon both naked on the bed. Annabelle lay there on her back with her legs open. "Go on, Bobby. For fuck sake, take me. I've waited too long!" Bobby remembered Lesson Three: to make sure the woman had at least one orgasm before he fucked her. Instead of ramming straight in to her, he went down between her legs and explored. His hands went up her sides, over her snake hips and up her stomach to her breasts. He found her nipples and took each between his fingers. Annabelle had started to moan and, when his tongue flicked along her pussy lips and then up to her clitoris, her body began to tremble. Bobby licked and sucked and then tried to ease his tongue into her vagina. Then he remembered Lesson Four about a virgin's hymen and went back to the clit. Katie watched as Annabelle's head arched back, her hand went to her mouth to smother the squealing that built into a stream of uncontrolled babble. "Oh yes, Bobby! Eat me! Tongue me, taste me! I'm coming, baby, I'm coming!" Then she raised her arms and screamed out each time the orgasms hit her: once, twice and so on until Katie lost count. By now she had a finger on her own special spot and was rubbing in time to Bobby's rhythm. As Annabelle's body relaxed and Bobby rested, Katie slowed her tempo but continued to watch avidly. Would Bobby follow her suggestions - he had so far. Yes, there he was unpacking a condom and rolling it onto his dick while Annabelle watched, intrigued at how much it had grown since she had seen it that morning after Bobby's swim. It was pointing up almost vertically, thick and powerful looking. She longed to have him inside her but was apprehensive. She had been told it would be painful the first time. Even so, she kept her legs open and waited. Bobby lowered himself on top of her and positioned himself at the entry to her pussy. "Are you sure about this?" Bobby asked, although he had little intention of stopping now. "Yes, please. Push it in; I need you now Bobby!" Bobby thrust forward but found it didn't slide in the way it had with Katie. "It's no good, Annie. It won't go in." "Try again and do it properly this time. I want to be fucked now!" When Bobby pushed again, this time a little harder, he still met resistance. So Annabelle ran her hands down his back, over the scars from earlier and grabbed his buttocks. With all her strength, she pulled him towards her. Suddenly, he slid all the way in and began to fuck her slowly but strongly. Annabelle felt a sharp pain between her legs; she closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the pleasure as it gradually replaced the pain. And what pleasure! This had been worth waiting for. By now Bobby had settled into a good fucking rhythm before Katie's incredulous eyes - what a day, she thought! Oblivious of anything but Bobby and Annabelle enjoying themselves, blood glistening on Bobby' pulsating dick as it filled her tight little cunt, she suddenly realised somebody had crept into the wardrobe behind her and closed the door. Arms encircled her and a man's voice whispered in her ear; she remembered hearing it before but couldn't place it. "Quite a boy - eh?" Katie froze - it must be Mr Maddox again. His hands fondled her breasts as he nibbled on her ear lobe. She could from his hairy chest against her back that he was naked too and from the pressure below that he was feeling as horny as his son. His hands went down and parted her legs; Katie smiled and waited. Her eyes were on Bobby but her thoughts were on what was behind her. "Mr Maddox! At last! I thought I'd never see you again." Immediately he thrust into her, grabbing her hips, and went about his business. Now Katie remembered how large he had been when she went for the job interview and was delighted to feel how tight her pussy felt, how soon he found her G-spot and how the friction soon translated into gorgeous rippling sensations all through her body. He fucked fast and strong, his balls slapping against her. As she came again and again, she felt even tighter around him. An impatient man at the best of times, Maddox had given Bobby a start but he came first exploding deep into Katie's wet and juicy pussy. He slid out, leaving a trail of semen running down the back of her leg. Katie leant against the wall of the wardrobe for a moment looking forward to a cuddle and chat. Then she heard the door open and close and the steps of Mr Maddox striding across the bedroom floor. By the time, she had found the handle of the door and got out of the wardrobe, he was gone. Katie saw an envelope on the bed and quickly opened it. There was another of the photos of her and Steve together with another this time of her standing in the nude with water in the background. "Oh for fuck's sake. He was watching all this morning." she thought. "When is this going to end?" Angry now, she dressed quickly and ran out around the pool. She found Frobisher. "Where's Mr Maddox?" "He's just left. You might just catch him." Katie rushed out the front door and looked around. Then she heard the sound of an engine and propellers; she turned around and watch a helicopter slowly taking off. As it circled and built up speed, she could swear she saw a hand waving to her from the window Then the helicopter disappeared behind the trees. Katie burst into tears. She stood there, with the photographs still in her hand, while a few guests watched curiously. Then a convoy of three cars drove up along the drive. Katie watched indifferently as more guests got out until she realised who they were. In one car was John and Sue, in the other Claudia and, in the third, her old friend Steve. This was going to take some explaining............ To be continued...............