6 comments/ 23724 views/ 3 favorites Angela's Daydream By: naughtypussysexy This story is dedicated to my very good friend Angela, whose daydream, perhaps fantasy this is. She related it to me and it seemed to inspire this story, although I take it much further than she did - To Angela and thanks for you special friendship. Part One ~ Seduction With her husband away for so many months the garden had become overgrown and untidy so when her friend told her that her son had just finished university and was doing odd jobs around the area trying to make ends meet until he gets a job. When she heard that he be would be happy to come and tidy her garden, she jumped at the chance. Angela Evens stood looking out of the window she was pleased to see that her friend's son had made good progress; he had trimmed the hedges and had started mowing the lawn. It had been a long hot summer and today was no exception it was very hot. There is also a lot of gardening left to do, she thought and hoped it would soon cool down for him. Angela was casually watching him as he did his work. Because of the heat he had taken his shirt off, she was sub-consciously admiring his firm young body as the sweat trickled over his muscular chest and with his shorts on she was mesmerised. It had been so long since her husband had left on another one of his awfully long business trips and she was feeling lonely and upset. She had married young and had never been with any other man than her husband and she was shocked at her self when she realised that she was staring at this young mans body and daydreaming again. She shook her head trying to clear the images from her mind. The poor boy looks like he needs a drink she thought, so she invited him in. His shorts showed off strong legs and thighs and she noticed that he didn't bother to put his shirt back on, and as he entered the comparative gloom of the kitchen she sees his body shimmering with the sweat that had soaked his upper body. She gave him the glass of cold squash and it goes down straight away. He hands her back the glass and says "another". She noted that he didn't say please. Angela looks at him and then fills up the glass and that one is quickly emptied the same way. He stares at her and she blushes. "It must be hot out there," she says, trying to fill the void. She really is not used to talking to other men alone, her husband watches her jealously when other men are around and it annoys her because she has never given him a reason not to trust her. "It is very hot in here as well." he replies then adds with a laugh "And you look hot as well." She mumbles that he had better get back to work, but he just walks up to her and boldly takes her in his arms and kisses her. She tries to pull back but he is strong and persistent, she puts her hands onto his chest to push him away, but after a split second finds herself caressing those firm, strong young muscles. He holds her long enough to know that her resistance to him is weakening. He sits down and smiles and she just looks at him. "We agree it is hot in here Mrs Evans so why are you still wearing all those clothes why don't you take them off." Angela stammers in shock, "that it is not possible, I am married woman and you must go back out immediately." He looks and smiles at her again. However, he stood up and placed his empty glass on the side, then his hands went matter-of-factly to her blouse. His nimble fingers were quite proficient as he started to unbutton her blouse. Quite an expert, she suddenly thought. She caught a whiff of his aroma it was quite intoxicating, and that unsettled her more than anything. This was so not right! She thought panicking; I shouldn't be starting to feel turned on by this boy. But still, she allowed him to continue to finagle with her clothing for about twenty or thirty seconds before she stepped back . She makes a futile attempt at stopping him, she is annoyed and shocked, both with him and herself but she seems powerless to stop him; and looking into her eyes he slowly continued to undo her blouse. She is like a rabbit caught in car headlights, his eyes seem hypnotic it's as if he can see right into her mind sensing her hidden desires. But then he stops. "Now finish taking your clothes off Mrs Evans," he says in a firm voice. She is standing right in front of him her legs feel weak and her heart is beating very fast and as she looks into his deep brown eyes Angela cant explain it, perhaps its his confidence or her own vulnerability but she feels that she just has to do as he says. After all she is used to doing as she is told, her husband is selfish and dominant in a spiteful way. But this was different this boy was assertive in a gentle way his demeanour was tender, not dominant and nasty like her husbands. Her fingers were trembling as she continued where he left off; she unbuttoned her blouse until it hung open showing her bra. He just nodded at her and she understood instantly what he meant and she shook the top from her shoulders and threw it onto a chair. He cast his eyes slowly down her body and then looked back into her eyes he raised an eyebrow, knowing immediately what he wanted she lowered her head in shame and confusion. Why am I doing this what's wrong with me she thought? All the same she started to unclip her skirt-letting it slide down her legs and puddle at her feet. He bent to retrieve it as she stepped out of it; he threw it onto the chair joining her discarded blouse. He looked her up and down again this time more slowly allowing his eyes to linger on her panties and her bra. Embarrassed she stood completely still as he walked around her, she felt him unclipping her bra and then remove it. She made no effort to stop him nor did she voice any protest. She was for some reason unable to stop him or more worryingly maybe unwilling to stop him or even complain. His manner, his assertive voice, aroma and those eyes held her in his metaphorical grip. She was dizzy with uncertainty and trepidation; she had never been so scantily clad in front of any man other than her husband. She did not know why she had allowed herself to go this far, especially with a son of her friend, a boy who's name she was not even sure of. She just knew that she felt new and beautiful tingles running through her body when he looked at her and she knew that her will to resist had dissipated. Angela did not know why, but she had the overwhelming feeling that she had to obey him. His very presence seemed to engulf her making her feel that she wanted to obey him, that it was the right thing the do. He stood before her and again his eyes seem to devour her, she felt goose bumps over her skin as her frustrations of many months began to manifest themselves. She was starting to feel a little strange perhaps even excited, her nipples started to stiffen, but she tried her hardest not to let him see her weakening. Once again she did not resist as he took her in his strong arms and hugged her close to his chest. Her mouth opened in anticipation as he closed for another kiss, their tongues duelled and danced in her mouth, she had never been kissed like this before, it was setting off her previously unused nerves making her body seem alive and sensitive. His hands started to softly caress her, gently squeezing her bottom, then massaging her breasts, she felt her nipples harden still more, extending with desire like never before they were so ready to be kissed. He lowered his mouth and sucked a nipple in; she groaned with pleasure as she felt his tongue flick over it then he kissed it and nipped it. She was shivering as these new beautiful sensations heightened her feelings and feeding her desires, all thoughts of her husband were now pushed a long way to the back of her mind. He took a half step back from her, he could see her flushed face, hear her ragged breathing and see her nipples as hard as steel. "I think it is still hot in here and you are still over dressed for this heat," he whispered with a smile. Angela returned his smile weakly, but there was no hesitation as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers and started to roll them down her legs and off. She was trembling nervously, but her building excitement helped her overcome them. She was now stark naked in front of another man for the first time in her life. She stood stock still watching him admiring her; in a perverse way she was pleased that he seemed to find her attractive and exciting to look at. She glanced at him letting her eyes wonder up and down his body, she audibly gasped when she saw the outline of his cock straining against the thin fabric of his shorts, it looked huge and her eyes opened wide in surprise as she saw it jumping and throbbing. She looked up at him open mouthed, he simply smiled at her. He sat on the sofa and let his deep eyes drink in her naked beauty, and then looking once more into her eyes he whispered. "Come here Mrs Evans." Angela walked unsteadily towards him, she was aware of her nakedness in front of this virtual stranger, but conversely she no longer felt awkward or shy. He pulled her onto his lap and she felt him wiggle his hips pushing his stiff penis against her bottom. He gently held her breast and caressed it as if he owned it and had every right to hold it, but she did not object. He started to kiss her, his passion obvious in the fervour of those kisses and Angela responded eagerly and willingly. As they kissed she stroked his manly chest she loved the feel of it. As her kisses grew more urgent she put a hand around his head and pulled him to her. She jumped when she felt his firm fingers starting to play with the neatly trimmed hairs on her pussy. "No please," she mumbled unconvincingly, "you must not touch me there I'm married." "Shush, Mrs Evans," he whispered as he kissed and nibbled her ears and neck. She could feel him gently pushing at her closed thighs as he attempted to gain access to her pussy. His kisses were gentle and sensual Angela had never experienced such arousing and stimulating treatment, she felt her thighs relax just a little. He snuggled up to her ear and whispered as he nibbled her earlobe. "Your pussy must be hot as well why don't you give it some air to cool it." She felt his hand gently trying to ease her legs apart, his tenderness and seductive words were like magic to her. She just did not have the will power or the resistance or to deny him, so with her heart going into overdrive she allowed her thighs to be eased apart. She drew in a sharp deep breath as she felt his finger slide between her slick pussy lips; it was as if her body was on automatic as it responded to his probing finger by pushing her hips up towards the invading digit seemingly seeking more of it. "Wider Mrs Evans, open your legs wider," he told her. She instantly spread her legs placing one foot on the floor and the other over the arm of the sofa she was lewdly displaying her charms just like a common slut she thought, it was an unusual word for her to use and that made her shiver excitedly. He gently slid two fingers into her sopping cunt she was momentarily embarrassed when she heard her own juices squishing noisily as he pushed into her. She involuntarily moaned out loudly as she started a fucking motion in time with his thrusting fingers. "You like that Mrs Evans don't you?" He teased. She was to excited to answer, so he said, "Well if you don't like it I will stop." She instantly grabbed his hand keeping it firmly in place. "Oh god no sir, please don't stop, I love, just love it." She panted. He smiled at her and started to finger fuck her in earnest, the perspiration poured from her as her body started to thrash around, she was groaning and moaning as she fucked back zealously against his fingers. As she thrashed about she realised that her husband was such a conservative lover, but until now she had never known any different. She had never known such pleasure; he had certainly never made her feel like this, her whole body felt alive with delicious tingles, her heart was beating fast like never before. This boy was making her feel like a woman, showing her just what she had been missing all these years. She felt dirty, slutty and nasty, but she loved those feelings they were new and exciting to her. She felt her stomach clamp and her head spin as her orgasm approached, she let out a scream as her inner muscles clamped onto his invading fingers her juices decanting over them. Her mind went blank as she held her breath for a second, when she let it out it was accompanied by another scream, her body was racked with pleasure she had never known and she was twitching and jerking as her lust was being fuelled by her orgasm. She let out a tirade of dirty language, which is far from normal for her. That's it make me cum, fuck me, use my cunt, you dirty bastard were some of the ways her lust manifested itself. She was normally very conservative in her language, but she had never felt so turned on or cumm so hard or so forcefully it was almost painful, but it was so beautifully painful. He withdrew his fingers from her clasping cunt and rubbed them across her lips, her tongue instinctively swept the sweet juices from her lips and she half opened her eyes and saw him smiling down at her. He eased her off his lap she was now by his side on the sofa. He took hold of her hand and lightly placed it onto his hard cock, she gasped as she felt the hard flesh it was as if it was burning her and she pulled away sharply. She looked up at him and saw him smile. He put her hand back onto his manhood, "You see just what you're beautiful body has done to me. Mrs Evans can you feel the way that you affected me." Angela's face flushed as she gently squeezed him, he must be deformed she thought it couldn't be normal to be so big. Shudders run through her body as she felt his cock jumping in her hand just as if it had a life of its own. He got up from the sofa and stood directly in front of her. She gasped again, as her gaze locked on the bulge under his shorts. It kept growing as she stared. Slowly, his hands moved down and with an eerie calmness, he slipped the shorts off dropping them onto the chair joining Angela's clothes only his small briefs remained now. She could only stare at him in disbelief. "I am still hot Mrs Evans; I want you to help me cool down so take my briefs off." She still stared unbelievingly at the bulge in front of her, and with trembling fingers she took hold of the elastic waistband and started to ease them down his legs. His cock suddenly sprang free and she jumped back in shock, it was only a matter of inches from her face. She just could not believe how big and fat it was. With her lack of experience of men she naively assumed that all cocks were about the same size, but this one was simply huge. She estimated that it was at least double the length of her husbands and so much thicker. "Take hold of my cock Mrs Evans, hold it and see how hot it is for you and notice how it throbs for your touch," he told her. She nervously took hold of it, god it looks so big in her small hand, she instinctively starts to caress and rub it looking up at him occasionally to make sure she is doing, as he wants. He eases her into a lying position on the sofa, and spreads her legs wide, with one of her feet flat on the floor the other leg up on the back of the sofa; she was as wide and as open as it was possible for her to be, but she was to excited to feel any remorse or embarrassment. She could not stop herself from stealing glances at his big cock the size still shocked her. He climbed onto the sofa between her legs and leaned forward and kissed her. My God, he is going to fuck me, she thought and started to feel panicky again, he wants to fuck me but I'm friend of his mother's; but she felt those butterflies in her tummy as she considered the taboo of this adulterous coupling. Instead of revulsion at her realization, a tiny crack appeared in the once impenetrable wall that she had built around her emotions...it spread quickly. Her breath grew short, more like a series of gasps than breathing. His kisses grew more intense and she kissed back eagerly, she knew that she was unable to resist him; she fully understood that he was in control, and for some reason she willingly and easily accepted that. She knew that she was destined to go along with whatever he wants, she tensed up knowing what is about to happen but she still jumped when she feels his cock head being slid up and down between the lips of her pussy. She puts her hand on his stomach in a vain effort to stop him or at least prevent him from pushing to deep. She looked fearfully up at him. "Please don't do this to me you are so big it will tear me apart." She mumbled with tears glazing her eyes. However her resolve was waning at the feel of his cock head nudging her opening. She was starting to lubricate and her breathing become ragged. "When my mother told me your husband was not a nice man and how he has deserted you and how you have been alone for a long while," he whispered to her, "I thought you may be in need of some tender loving care, so I wondered if it was worth me trying to comfort you to see if you would respond and it has been well worth it." He added with a snigger. Angela looked up at him with doleful eyes, "are you in need of some comforting Mrs Evans?" he asked as he eased his cock head harder against her opening. She did not answer him, but she knew that she was almost desperate for some one to show some loving affection to her; she barely got any when her husband was at home and with him away for so long it was becoming unbearable, she needed to feel loved and at this very moment she felt that more than ever. She slowly nodded her head yes in answer to his question, she felt herself submitting to the inevitable she was abandoning herself to him. "But your so big," she pleaded. He grinned at her, "Mrs Evans I do not want to hurt you, I just want to fuck you, I will be gentle I promise." With that he applied a steady but relentless pressure easing his hard cock slowly into her slick cunt. She was a little frightened, but by now was excited beyond belief she shuddered as she felt his cock head penetrate her. It was a strange almost painful feeling as she felt her tight muscles stretching almost painfully to accommodate his fat cock. She moaned and tried to slow his progress by pushing against his stomach. He appreciated her problems and slowed down and when his cock was fully lodged in her tight cunt he laid motionless so that she would more comfortably get used to him. She gasped as her body readily accepted him into her love canal, "oh god your all the way in me," she panted, "I never thought it would fit." He laughed at her innocence; "You are made to measure for me Mrs Evans, almost like you were put here only for me." "It feels so good I feel so beautifully full," she muttered as she wrapped her legs around his back. He pulled out slowly until just the tip of his cock remained in her, then he slammed back in hard knocking the wind from her lungs and making her scream. "Oh God," she screamed again as he set a hard fucking motion that was starting to drive her crazy with lust and desire. He was so hard and so urgent in his fucking, but he could tell by her reactions that she loved it. She was indeed enjoying it. Never had she been fucked like this his thrusting hips was driving his cock so very deep into her, she could feel her inner muscles clamping on it trying to hold it in. Nothing else seemed to exist except the huge cock imbedded in her cunt. Nothing else mattered except the tingling that was building inside the smouldering walls of her pussy. She milked the magnificent cock as it slid in and out of her body, squeezing her muscles around it, sheathing the gnarled surface with the silky folds of her throbbing cunt as it moved faster and faster. The only sounds she could hear were the wet sloshing sounds of his cock pumping deeper and harder into her and the sounds of his thighs slapping against her ass. Angela's Daydream Ch. 02 Part Two ~ Angela Intends to Resist. The sun was filtering weakly through the window when Angela slowly woke up she blinked and stretched, she felt well rested and although it had taken her quite a while to fall asleep once she did she slept well. The memories of what had happened with her friend's son that afternoon kept playing in her mind and that had kept her from going to sleep instantly. However she had just had the best nights sleep for a long while, she stretched lazily and got out of bed. As she showered she still could not understand what had got into her yesterday, she had never even contemplated being unfaithful before. She still did not understand why she had that compelling urge to do what the boy told her to, perhaps it was in his eyes they did sort of twinkle and shine and seemed to look right into her soul. Maybe it was just his confidence; he was very positive and self-assured, whatever it was she must be careful not to succumb in the future. Looking back at it all though she grudgingly admitted to her self that she had enjoyed the experience very much. Why has my husband never treated her to those lovely feelings and why does he have to go away so often and leave me for so long? She thought with a little anger. Another problem for her was that she kept visualising the boy's and her husband's cock, there was such a difference in them and in her naïve mind she was not sure which one was normal, her hubby's small knob or the boy's big turgid dick, she had a butterflies in her tummy as she pictured the boy's cock. She tried desperately to think of other things, these sorts of thoughts were just was not right she told herself. It looked like being another hot day so she slipped on a loose summer skirt that fitted at the waist and tummy then flares out from the hips and wraps around her it tied at the waist, a light tee shirt that had a spaghetti strap that looped around her neck it was low cut at the back, a pair of white panties and as it was hot no bra, her breasts were not that big so she could get away with it easily. She made her way down to the kitchen and made a cup of tea. She answered the ringing phone to hear her friend's voice, her nerves raced as she wondered why she was calling. "Hi Angela its me, Jenny," she greeted. Angela was dumbstruck for a second, then said, "Oh hi Jenny, what makes you call this time of the morning?" Angela replied worriedly. "Oh nothing really just to say that Tony is leaving in a few minutes and I wanted to make sure you are up," Tony, Angela thought now I know. "Yes I am up and having tea." "Apparently he did a good job, well so he says," Jenny said with a giggle. "Yea I was grateful for what he did, it is starting to look better, I want it tidy for when Tom gets home." "Well I am pleased we could help," Jenny said, "he told me that you were pleased and rewarded him," she added. Angela's, mouth went dry and her pulse raced, what had he told her she thought, her panic mounting. "Oh did he, what did he say?" she queried trying to sound as calm as possible. She heard Jenny giggle, "Well he never really went into detail, but whatever it was it will remain our little secret." "Oh god," Angela whispered, but Jenny heard. "Please Angie we are friends you know that I have my little secrets as well, so don't worry just have a good time." "Jenny I can explain...." Angela started, but jenny cut her short, "honestly there is nothing to explain, I know nothing, but I do know that your husband is an arsehole leaving you alone so much." "Its his job he has no choice," Angela protested defensively. "You are to trusting by far Angela I think I might have to make a few enquiries." Jenny worked for a local paper and she knew a good investigative reporter that would help her. "Please don't Jenny it will only make things worse," Angela begged. "Ok I will be careful, please don't worry about a thing. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds, and then Jenny went on in with a lighthearted lilt to her voice. "I will tell you this though my Tony has really got it bad for you, you were all he talked about last night, it was Mrs Evans this and Mrs Evans that, he really likes you a lot." Angela was surprised and a little shocked, "Oh its just a phase I suppose sort of infatuation I guess," she replied trying to laugh it off. "I don't think so," the mother replied, "he and I are closer than most mum and sons are and I tell you he is deadly serious. I have seen his passing flings before and this is much more, trust me." Then she started to whisper urgently, "he is coming down stairs I have to go, but please do not mention this conversation to him." "I wont, " Angela promised as her friend broke the connection. She sat there sipping her tea trying to assimilate this latest piece of information. What on earth had he told his mother she wondered and for god's sake why did he say anything at all? She was momentarily annoyed with him, but Jenny was a very good friend and in any case they had very few secrets from each other. Surely her friend was wrong in her assumptions, how a strapping young man like that could have those sorts of feelings for an older unglamorous woman like me doesn't make sense. However there was a part of her that was flattered. It certainly made her feel nice that at least some one found her attractive, and she smiled as she thought of him and his youthful exuberances. She made her way to her bedroom and sat facing the mirror; she brushed her hair and subconsciously started to put on a touch of lipstick. She could not explain what had made her do that. She looked at herself approvingly; just smiled at her silliness and then went down stairs. Twenty minutes later she saw him appear through the side gate and into her garden, he waved at her and she returned his greeting, he was accompanied by a boy of about the same age, he was not as well built as Tony but looked pleasant enough. During the morning she just pottered about doing some light household chores, she kept glancing out of the window, both of the guys had their shirts off, but she could not stop herself from looking at Tony's bare chest, and she found herself occasionally stealing glances at his crutch. I must stop this she said to herself it's stupid and wrong. She could see them sweating as they worked at trimming the tree, Tony was up in the branches sawing and cutting off any overhanging foliage, his friend was clearing the waste away that Tony dropped down. It was hotter today than yesterday and they both perspiring heavily so she made up a big jug of iced squash and invited them in to take a break, to have a drink and get out of the sun for a while. Tony was the first to enter, he gave her a big warm smile, "good morning Mrs Evans," he brightly greeted her. "Hello," she replied. "This is my friend Sam," he told her nodding at his friend, "Hi Sam nice to meet you thanks for helping out," Angela responded. He said Hi and sipped his drink. Tony gulped the first glass of squash down quickly then re- filled his glass and topped up his friends. She watched as they stood there drinking without saying very much. She started to blush as he looked at her, again she seemed drawn into his eyes and her tummy fluttered nervously, she looked away only to see him continuing to watch her. It was making her feel uneasy and in a fleeting second she recalled events of yesterday and how he had so easily won her over. "Its very hot again today," He observed still looking at her, "yes it is," Angela mumbled. "It is certainly hot in here," he added. It was very warm in her kitchen with the suns rays coming in through the kitchen windows. "No it's not too bad actually," She responded quickly trying to avoid a repeat of yesterday. She saw him slip the lock on the door and step towards her, once again she felt spellbound and unable to move, she was looking at his face he was smiling and she looked deeply into his eyes, which seemed to be devouring her. He took her in his strong arms; she felt his muscular chest squashing against her breasts and then he kissed her. She tried to stop him and as she looked towards his friend she whispered, "No please it's embarrassing." He saw where she was looking and said reassuringly. "Don't worry about Sam Mrs Evans," he whispered, "he is my best friend and believe me he would never tell a soul about anything that might happen here." Then looking at him he said, "if he did he knows I would make him regret it, don't you Sam?" Sam was staring unbelievingly at his friend as he kissed this lady; he nodded in the affirmative to confirm what Tony had said. He kissed her again this time she found it more difficult to rebuff him and she let his lips caress hers tenderly. Her tummy had butterflies again and she felt her nipples stiffening. Her mind was screaming no, stop him, but her body was starting to betray her as it sought more of those delicious sensations that it had experienced yesterday. God what is wrong with me she thought, as she tried to resist his advances, not only am I letting this young man kiss me, but in front of his friend as well. His soulful eyes and assured behaviour, enthralled her and those soft lips were piece-by-piece knocking down her defences and weakening her resolve. So when she felt his tongue probing at her lips seeking entrance she felt compelled to respond and opened her mouth then slowly started to return his kiss. "There Mrs Evans you like that don't you?" he said brushing her hair from her eyes. She never replied, but she lowered her eyes as her felt herself starting to blush. "You do feel very warm," he continued with a smile. His smile was infectious and his eyes bright and Angela returned his smile weakly, her heart was beating very fast and her pussy was becoming damp. She knew he had yet again subdued her and easily got past her feeble defences. Angela knew full well where this was leading and despite Sam being there watching she felt that she was either unable or unwilling to stop him; she really was not sure which of those were accurate. "Well lets help you cool down then Mrs Evans," he whispered as he kissed the nape of her neck. She sighed as his lips tenderly caressed her; she just loved the feeling it sent to her nipples. He gently took the strap of her tee shirt and easily pulled it over her head, pulling the shirt all the way down to her waist. He was exciting her again in ways that she was unaccustomed to and she resisted the urge to kiss him. His teasing foreplay were making her head spin it was a deliciously different and exciting feeling for her as this affectionate foreplay had never been part of her husband's repertoire. She stood still her arms by her side as she displayed her breasts to these two young men. She did feel hot now, but that had nothing to do with the summer heat, it was all down to this boy. He has woken and stirred up feelings that were new to her. But oh how she was starting to enjoy them, they were so welcome she thought. Tony stepped away from her his eyes firmly fixed on her breasts and she felt awkward. He looked at his friend, "don't you agree that Mrs Evans has beautiful tits," he asked. Angela felt really embarrassed and wished she could just disappear, it was an uncomfortable moment for her. Sam stared at Angela's breasts; amusingly his mouth was hanging half open in surprise. "God yes they are beautiful," he muttered sincerely. Her mind was in turmoil she had promised herself that she would not succumb to Tony's charms again, yet here she was naked from the waist up as he and his friend discussed her breasts. Alarmingly for her she started to find that it was exciting her, she cringed as she felt her nipples harden still more, they were now very prominent indeed and she knew the boy's could not miss them. "You still look hot Mrs Evans, why don't you take your skirt off now." It was déjà vu; this is exactly how it had happened yesterday. She glanced briefly at Sam then looked pleadingly at Tony. She was becoming used to the idea of undressing in front of him, but in front of his friend was something different. Tony could see her concerns and smiled reassuringly at her, "you are still hot aren't you Mrs Evans?" He asked her in soft tender tones. She looked at him his smile was disarming and his manner reassuring, "Yes I suppose so," she stammered. The prospect of taking her skirt off both frightened and aroused her, it was so far from her normal behaviour, but Tony's piercing eyes, softly spoken words and assured manner was influencing her, the way he looked at her and his obvious excitement were making her feel sexy and wanted for the first time ever. "Well then don't be nervous you are with friends and we want to make you feel good," he whispered ambiguously. Angela was breathless with nerves, she held Tony's stare as she started to loosen the tie of her skirt, she felt it come free and for a second she held it in place with her hands. His eyes betrayed his mounting excitement as they drank in the delights of her body. She shuddered involuntarily as she released her hold on the skirt letting it fall and collect at her feet. Angela stood their not moving or speaking, she watched his eyes as they moved up and down her near naked body, she panicked a little knowing that her panties were quite translucent and that they probably had a view of her trimmed pussy. His lusty gaze unsettled her and she started to cover her pussy with her hands. He ginned at her, "I am sorry to stare like that, but you are so beautiful," he whispered in his first show of affection towards her. "Thank you," she mumbled nervously. He stepped towards her and took her in his arms; she instinctively put her arms around him feeling her naked breasts being stimulated as they pushed against his bare chest. She opened her mouth to receive his tongue as he kissed her; she shivered as she felt his hand gently squeezing her tits with the palm brushing over her nipple. She knew now that he would take her again; that she would not attempt to stop him Angela knew that she would willingly submit to his desires and let him use her body. At last she accepted that she was becoming very eager to experience those feelings again and that she would participate actively in her own seduction. Her long deprived body having now tasted the fruits of attentive and caring physical love and having experienced the pleasures of proper foreplay was desperately demanding that attention again. He was slowly unmasking her new desires and hidden passions. The fury that he was generating between her legs was slowly spreading through her body. Removing any inhibitions that may have been lingering, she salaciously remembered his big hard cock and longed for its touch. God she had never thought in this way before, the chore that was making love with her husband had become exciting and wonderful with Tony. Again she felt slutty and a bit like a trollop, but she loved these new lewd feelings they made her feel sexy and feminine. It gave her a whole new outlook on her sex life as she sought out the pleasure she now desperately craved and her pleasure included her desire to please and pleasure Tony. She looked towards Sam and her lust waned, she was embarrassed again, she had momentarily forgotten he was there; she eased back from his kisses, "please Tony not now," she whispered. He looked at her and kissed her forehead, "relax Mrs Evans don't worry about a thing." She saw him nod to his friend and call him closer, her heart almost stopped with anxiety. She saw Tony take his friends hand and place it on her breast. She was shocked and started to complain, but Tony just kissed her stopping her protests in her mouth, she briefly struggled but his soft lips and probing tongue quietened her. She now had a man either side of her and each of them was holding a breast massaging and caressing them, she sighed deeply and kissed him back feverishly. The feeling was magnificent. There was now a mouth on each of her nipples, both being sucked into two warm wet mouths. Each man had his own way of doing it -- one eager and rough and the other soft and timid. Then after a short while she felt Tony's hand slide down her stomach slowly moving inside her panties and stroke the trimmed hairs at the top of her pussy she gasped for breath as bolts of pleasure soared like a rocket around her body. "Spread your legs a little wider Mrs Evans," Tony urged her, and with no hesitation she did as he told her, she felt his firm agile fingers spread her pussy and begin to dip into her wet vagina and stroke and fondle her clit. Then she shuddered as she felt Sam's hand on her bottom and he slowly pushed his hand inside her panties, the feel of his warm hand on her arse cheeks made her shiver. He started to slide his fingers between the cheeks of her arse. It was another new experience for her and it added to her building lust. It felt incredibly good and when he fingered her small puckered hole and dipped the tip of his finger gently in she let out a loud moan which, increased to a quiet scream as both boy's started a slow fucking motion. Nobody had ever touched her arse before and she was pleasantly surprised at how good it was, it felt dirty and nasty and she juiced some more at that thought. She had now lost all of her reserve and doubts; these two guys' were driving her to new heights of desire and lust. She was promiscuously allowing herself to be fondled in the sluttiest way possible and what's more she loved every single second of it, she was energised and aroused by the attention. By spreading her legs even wider and trying to thrust her hips in time with their fucking motions she was actively encouraging them. She was whimpering and moaning, telling them how good it felt and how she loved it. She was in heaven there was a mouth clamped to each of her tits and a finger fucking her cunt and another fingering her arse. God, she fleetingly thought, what a change in her over the last two days, she would never in her wildest day dreaming imagine this happening to her, but she smiled happily as she wallowed in the wonderful feelings that were sweeping her body. Fingers started to pull, pinch and caress her all over her body bringing sweet sensations that swept over her and she knew for sure that she would indeed be pleasured today like never before. "Mrs Evans," Tony whispered urgently, the lust obvious in his voice "lets get your knickers off," She eagerly started to ease them down when Tony got onto his knees and removed them, he was level with her fanny he could see her juices and smell her arousal, and he leaned in and kissed it. She shivered at his soft touch. No one had ever kissed her there, she had read about it, but her husband disapproved calling it dirty and nasty. Tony stood up and run his fingers through her pussy hair, "it would be so nice if you were to shave it clean for me," he told her. He slowly started to take his shorts off; her eyes were glued to him as she waited excitedly to get another look at his cock. She noticed that Sam taking his off as well and when his shorts dropped to the floor she was again astounded at the size of his cock she felt her knees go weak with excitement and she sighed appreciatively. It was very big, maybe not as big as Tony's but not far off, then she looked at Tony's cock, it looked awesome and it was hard and throbbing just like his friends. They came and stood next to her again; Tony placed her hand on his friends cock and smiled when he saw her softly grasp it, then with out any urging or encouragement she impatiently took his cock into her other small hand. They resumed their activities with Tony fingering her pussy and Sam her arse, she in the meantime was enthusiastically rubbing the two monster cocks. Angela's Daydream Ch. 03 Part Three ~ Changing Attitudes Angela was in her bedroom looking at her reflection in the mirror, she looked the same she thought, but so much else had changed in her life. She could not believe how easily she had succumbed to Tony he was certainly a charmer she thought with a reluctant smile. He had those deep piercing eyes that seemed to hold her in awe of him, he had a subtle yet magnetic personality and with his self-confidence it was enough for her to give in to him. It was a great seduction technique especially on lonely women she thought getting angry with herself at her weakness. It disturbed her how easily she had surrendered to him, she realised that being alone so much of the time she was vulnerable. She admitted there was no love shown to her by her husband, and that he was a mean spirited bully, but that was no reason to act as she had. Then yesterday, giving her self so willingly to Tony and his friend was just too much. What made it worse was that she had enjoyed it and she woke up this morning with her mind in turmoil, but it in the cold light of day it just seemed so wrong to her and she was determined to try and put up some resistance to him, she had to get her mind around what was happening to her. However, her pussy was throbbing, she was sore like she had never been with her husband, it was much deeper than he had ever been in her. It was a kind of dull ache from being penetrated to a depth she hadn't imagined possible, but was it an ache from her unused muscles being stretched or from wanting more? She wondered as she tried to convince her self that she was not missing Tony already. So after she had showered, dressed and had her breakfast she pinned a note on the back door, explaining to Tony that she had to go out and then she left. She had no idea where she was going, but she needed to get away from him and the temptation she felt. This became Angela's routine for the next few days, either going out for a couple of hours or inviting neighbours in for coffee so as she was not alone with him. She received several text messages from him on her mobile phone, some she ignored others she made some feeble excuse for not being at home, but what ever she did she could not stop thinking about him. Tony was so different to Tom, her husband. He had been loving and caring after her session with him and Sam and had shown her gentleness and affection. Her attitude towards him was softening and the time that she had spent apart from him gave her time to compare her selfish husband with Tony and his affectionate manner. After a few days her friend Jenny called her and asked her if things were ok with her. Angela tried to bluff her way unsuccessfully through the call, but she and Jenny were so close she just could not lie to her. She explained how she was feeling about things with her son and how angry with her self she had been and her confusion and frustration. "Well rest assured," Jenny told her, "Tony is suffering just as you are; he thinks he has upset and offended you he is really upset about it. "Oh the silly thing of course he hasn't," Angela assured her. "He is really missing you so much, he is sulking around and is so miserable," Jenny told her. After they said their goodbyes and the connection was broken Angela gave some though to what Jenny had told her and she decided to go home. When she arrived she saw Tony just finishing for the day. With her nerves on edge she walked up to him, "hello," she said as cheerfully as she could. He looked up at her and again she saw those deep expressive eyes looking into hers. "Oh hi," he replied as nonchalantly as possible. "I'm sorry, but I have top dash I have another job to go to," he explained apologetically. Angela was surprised to feel a little disappointed, "oh that's a shame, but will you be here tomorrow?" He smiled at her and she could see his eyes sparkle as he said, "yes of course I can't miss out my favourite customer can I?" She chuckled with him she was starting to feel her depressive mood lifting; it was a nice comfortable feeling being with him again and she felt good chatting with him and she started to feel more light hearted and happy. He apologised again telling her he really he had to go, so she moved towards him and kissed him lightly on his cheek and in a whisper said, "I am sorry I have been avoiding you recently, it was stupid and very juvenile of me." He smiled warmly, "no need to apologise I really understand and I am sorry if I come on to heavy." "You didn't at all and you really don't have to say sorry for anything, you know full well I enjoyed what we did," Tony grinned happily, kissed her cheek saying, "that's a relief I was worried," They smiled at each other then he went on his way but looked back and waved at her. Angela smiled to her self and was surprised at how happy and relieved she felt, just being in his company for those few minutes had cheered her up immensely her pulse had quickened and more surprisingly her nipples had stiffened and she felt her pussy give a little tingle. After a light salad dinner and some TV she bathed and went to bed, but she found it hard to fall sleep. She was thinking about Tony and realised that despite her turmoil and efforts to ignore him her feeling towards him had grown. Whenever Tom came into her mind she was easily able to push it aside. When she woke up she felt more relaxed than in previous days, she was excited about seeing Tony and she had come to terms with her earlier worries. She thought back to the way they had made love together, and recalled how he had made her feel so feminine and sexy and as she thought about him those feelings started again. It was so far from the norm for her to feel sexy, but she did this morning her sexual desire was very intense, god she thought with a giggle, I am almost frustrated and after years of almost going without it was a strangely exciting feeling. For the first time she admitted that she adored how Tony made her feel and how he made love to her, she loved having him in her and feeling his nice big cock she could not wait to have him take her in his arms and sate her growing desires. Angela enjoyed her morning shower and knowing that Tony hinted he would prefer her shaved she ran the razor over her pussy removing the light stubble that had grown over the last few days. She was going through her knickers draw searching for some thing sexy to wear for when Tony arrived. She had woken up refreshed with her doubts dispelled and as she had drunk her morning cup of tea she felt happier than she had for many long frustrating months. Her twitching pussy reminded her of what had happened with Tony and Sam and she inwardly smiled at the naughty memories. She felt herself turn crimson as she pictured the way she lewdly allowed her self to become so submissive to the two men allowing them to take her so forcefully and to fuck her like that. On reflection though it had been a wonderful experience and Tony certainly seemed to be concerned for her satisfaction and happiness as it was all going on and her welfare afterwards. I know that I'm not ugly and actually not that bad looking, although I am no more than all right looking, but I'm certainly not God's gift to men she modestly thought. Yet after their lovemaking she had looked into the eyes of a man who thought she was, he had looked at her with tenderness and softness. At the time it had set her heart beating fast and as she recalled that look she felt those butterflies in her tummy. Now though she was feeling frustrated and a little disappointed that she did not have any really sexy underwear only a few pairs of small translucent knickers, but nothing exotic or even sexy, she had never seen the point before. Tom, her husband always seemed too preoccupied and not that interested in sex. When they did do it there was never very much in the way of foreplay or affection, when he entered her with what she now knows is a small dick it was all over so quickly and after he just pecked her cheek and rolled over and went to sleep. She had married him quite young and she was quite innocent she had naively thought thats all there was to sex; she had always been so disappointed. That all changed when Tony came into her life and although she had been reluctant at first he had somehow won her over and what a difference it was. His cock was so much bigger than she was used to and the things he did to her and made her feel were a revelation. He gave her new sensations and feelings that made her go weak with passion and he gave her such wonderful orgasms, something else she was not used to. She now knew that she wanted to experience those feelings again, she wanted to please Tony, dress sexy for him and make him see her as sexy woman. She was already fond of him and her feelings for him were steadily growing, she felt very close to him, so she really wanted to please him, to dress for him and excite him. He had given her so much more than just pleasure, he had awakened her inner self and showed her how much she had been missing, she now had a new fresher outlook on life. Of course in the past she had enviously heard her friends talking about great sex, although she had never experienced it, but now she had. Tony had given her the impetus to embrace and enjoy her new feelings and not be afraid to experiment and show her feelings. The break away from him had concentrated her mind and she now accepted that she wanted to be with him and near to him. She now knew that there was no way she was would refuse him today or perhaps even be able to refuse him, she was determined that she was going to let him make love to her again, and now she was looking forward to it very much and when he does she wanted to be an active partner for him, showing him that she was happy in his arms and was very happy to have him taking her body and filling her pussy with his hard flesh. She had changed forever she now wanted and needed him to fuck her again and again. She could never go back to her old lifestyle, not now she had experienced these new sensational feelings. She smiled to her self when she admitted that she had missed him and that she was already longing to see him and, to feel his touch and his kisses and of course the feel of his cock, as well as his love she thought wistfully. Angela was crestfallen that she could not find anything she considered suitable to wear for Tony, so on impulse she phoned Jenny, when she answered and the greetings were out of the way she said. "Jenny I need to go shopping, can you get some time off to come with me?" "I can always find time for shopping with my best friend," she giggled, "I will take the afternoon off," she added. "Thanks Jenny we will have a nice afternoon, maybe have a coffee or glass of wine," Jenny laughed, "glass of wine eh, that's a bit bold for you isn't it." Angela joined in her laughter, "yes I suppose it is, but I am trying to change, I wanna be a whole new me," she said continuing her giggling "And what's brought this on? As if I need to ask," she asked with a giggle. "I have spoken with Tony and he was so happy that you and he chatted yesterday," she said "Don't tease Jenny please, I need to change and I want to change I am to frumpy and have been ignored for too long," she said seriously. "Well done Angie, I have been telling you that for years, we will spend a lot of your husbands money and get you some nice clothes, what in particular are you looking for," she asked giggling about spending Toms money. Without even thinking about the way Jenny would tease her, Angela answered, "most of all I want some new sexy underwear." "Oh Tony is in for a treat," replied Jenny chuckling. Even though she was on her own Angela blushed, "stop it Jenny, just what has he said to you?" "Nothing much," she giggled, "Why is there anything to tell?" Jenny asked she was enjoying teasing her. "There is nothing to tell you really," She lied. "I don't believe you, he got home last night and he had a smile on his face that you could not prise off with a crow bar, oh and by the way he was so excited about something, any idea why?" she asked laughing. "No I have no idea at all," replied Angela joining in with her friend's infectious laughter. "You had better glam yourself up quick for him Angie, he is leaving in a few minutes for your place," she teased, and then added quickly. "Bye love see you later," and then hung up before Angela could comment. Angela was sitting in front of the mirror in her bedroom; she had washed her hair and was now blowing it dry and trying to brush it into some semblance of neatness. Then she applied some make up, but this time with much more care than was usual for her, she used a little eye shadow, a touch of mascara and lip gloss over her lipstick she smiled approvingly, I don't scrub up to bad I suppose. Now what do I wear, she thought? Her heart skipped a beat as an idea entered her mind. She put on a pair of white stockings and suspenders that she had bought for function with her husbands company. They seemed to have the effect of framing her freshly shaved pussy. Over that she slipped on a white silk dressing robe that simply tied at the waist, it was quite long coming down to mid calf. To complete the look she put on the highest heeled shoes she had. She looked at her self in the mirror and again she wondered just what Tony had done to her, she was a changed woman, she had certainly never dressed this daringly before not even for Tom, but she was more confident than she could ever recall feeling. Then with her pulse racing she made her way downstairs. She could feel the soft fabric gently rubbing against her nipples as she walked or moved making them stiffen and become sensitive. She went into the kitchen and nervously waited for him to arrive. She still could not believe how she had dressed it was very risqué for her. She just hoped that he did not think she was stupid or worse still laugh at her. These doubts were creeping into her mind when the side gate opened and he entered the garden. He saw her at the window and waved at her, he was delighted that she seemed over her little crisis, he tentatively entered the kitchen. "Good morning Mrs Evans," he greeted her warmly. He slowly looked up and down her body and saw the silk robe clinging sexily to her upper body showing off her breasts beautifully and being tied it highlighted her slim waist and showed off her feminine curves the heels accentuated her legs, she looked so hot and so very pretty especially with her make up on. "Hello Tony," she said softly returning his greeting with a warm smile. She was as nervous as she had ever been and she just stood there for a second. Then with her nerves making her palms sweaty and with her hands trembling slightly she slowly untied the belt that held her robe together. She loosened it and allowed it to fall open; it hung elegantly down the sides of her body giving him a view of her stockings, suspenders and shaved pussy, the robe was hanging open teasingly showing him the swell of her breasts. She nervously looked at him as she waited for some sort of response. She saw him taking a slow appreciative look at her as she nervously stood before him; she saw his eyes linger on her breasts then move slowly down until they feasted on her excited and damp pussy, his eyes wide with surprise and delight. "I thought that it may be hot today so I thought it best to dress for the heat," she whispered sexily. He looked at her his eyes sparkled happily, "Jesus you look fucking beautiful, just stunning, and you shaved your pussy for me that's wonderful," he said quietly, his voice laced with sincerity. Her heart leapt for joy and she felt a shiver run around her body, she slipped the robe off of her shoulders letting it fall to the floor, save for her stockings and shoes she was naked and she felt sexier and happier than ever and now she was not in the least bit embarrassed. The relief that he obviously liked what he saw and seemed to enjoy looking at her excited her even more. Angela quickly closed the gap between them she had never been this forward before and rarely initiated any sex play because her husband was so cold. This time however, she draped her arms around his neck and kissed him like she had never kissed a man before. It had a mix of tenderness, passion and love and he noticed the difference in this most erotic of kisses. "I really missed you these last few days Tony, it was awful being alone after having such a lovely afternoon with you and Sam." She whimpered. He took her into his arms and held her firmly, she laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled into him she loved the feeling of security he gave her. "I missed you as well believe me, but in a way it was worth it just to see you dressed like this for me, you are a truly beautiful and sexy woman. I really don't know what I have done to deserve someone a lovely as you, but I am very grateful." He whispered. That made her feel very emotional and while trying to hold back her tears of joy she hugged him tighter. She felt was in love with him, she so wanted to tell him, but did not want to cause him any hurt or herself more pain than she already knew was coming when her husband got home. Anyway the chances were that he did not feel the same about her, she did not want to scare him away and lose what precious time they had left together. She looked up at him and smiled and then snuggled back into his arms. "Oh Tony you have made me so very happy. I admit I was shocked at first at how all this started, but by god I am now so very pleased that I did not resist you." She felt him squeeze her lovingly for a second, ""It's me that does not deserve you, you have opened my eyes to what's been happening in my life, made me feel like a woman again." She said tenderly. Then speaking from her heart and not her head she added, "I feel as if I more your woman than my husbands, at least you appreciate me." Both of them had said more than they had intended to, but the emotion of the moment had loosened their tongues. They kissed happily, it was a lover's kiss that was slow and sensual she could feel her body tingling. It was wonderful she had never been kissed with such intensity and feeling. She slipped her hand down between their bodies and rested it on his swelling cock, she stroked it and then held it gently, she felt it jump in her hand, "my but I do love you cock Mr Davis," she said with a giggle at addressing him as he did her. He chuckled and put a hand on each cheek of her arse, "and I love your arse." He replied "Do you now," she said in surprise. "Yes I do and of course your tits and your pussy, it's so lovely and tight." He said as she felt his fingers starting to gently play with her pussy, starting her juices flowing in earnest. "Well," she said honestly, but with a lilt to her voice, "it's not been used that much and certainly not by anything as big as yours." She waited for him to stop giggling then asked seriously, "But will you still like it once you have stretched it, made it bigger?" His comment about her tight cunt worried her a little. "Of course I will, I will always love it, anyway its not being stretched its only being trained to take my cock, sort of shaped it to fit and kind of made to measure." He said chuckling. This amused them and for a while they both had fits of laughter; she liked his answer and felt relieved, "well that's alright then," she whispered, and then added. "In that case I can't wait for another fitting." She started to push his shorts down over his bottom and he took over and removed them completely, she fondled his cock rubbing and wanking it, she truly did love the feel of his hot hard man flesh in her hands, it made her feel sort of humble and grateful that it was her he was giving it to.