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Read part 1 and Part 2 and Part 3 here before reading part 4. Part 5 Has now been posted here.

Forum Chat part 4
By Isabella

The evening was strained to say the least; I was expecting William to tell his sisters at any moment what we had got up to earlier in the day. At bedtime I told William that he didn't need to have a bath as he had already had a bath just a few hours earlier. Now I know that this will come as a shock but even with a get out of bath time free card, William still chose to take his bedtime bath.

Usually, well, almost exclusively for the past two years, I had allowed Amy to managed bath time, she would take her brother and sister up to the bathroom, she would run the bath water and she would help them to undress. I knew that there was a lot of messing about at bath time, it took them close to an hour to have their bath but I didn't mind that. The bathroom was fully tiled, even the floor had waterproof ceramic floor tiles so nothing could be damaged and after bath time there wasn't so much as a bar of soap out of place. All dirty clothes had been placed in the laundry basket and the floor was clean and dry, not just once or twice but every time.

Usually I and my husband would stay down in the living room or James in his study and after their bath they would all come down for their goodnight kiss, then Amy would take them to bed and read them all a story before they all went to their own rooms to sleep. For the first time in that two years I found an excuse to go upstairs half way through bath time. The door was open and from the top step of the stairs I could see right into the bathroom. I watched as William finger fucked both of his sisters then I watched as Amy got on her knees and bent her head down to take his cock in her mouth. Laura was touching Amy between her legs as Amy sucked her brother, then after five minutes she pulled away and told Laura that it was her turn.

Amy began to masturbate Laura as she took her turn at sucking William, Amy said, "William will be ready soon to put his winkey in you if you want him too!" Laura pushed her face away from her brother's cock, "Are you going to let him do it to you first?" "I think he's a bit small for me now, I need someone older, someone bigger!" I sneaked back down the stairs and made a pot of coffee for James and some summer berry tea for myself.

The kids came into the living room first to kiss me goodnight, as usual, Amy came in first and kissed me first, then Laura and lastly William. Amy and Laura had both run out of the room to go to their father's study to kiss him and William held back a few minutes, as he kissed me his hand went straight up under my dress, when his fingers hit a double cotton gusset his face dropped like stone. William pulled away from me and looked very disappointed before running to kiss his father goodnight.

By the time I went to bed I couldn't believe it, I was so totally mellow that I couldn't masturbate myself even thinking about how William wanted to finger me before he went to bed, perhaps it was because I was so mellow after the wonderful climax William had given me earlier or perhaps it was the look of disappointment on his face when he found his way blocked when he kissed me goodnight that had taken the urge away from my sexual needs.

I didn't get a chance to open PIE in the morning but then I didn't really feel the need too. James had a late morning meeting so he was using the pc to get his presentation ready, I got the girls off to school and then, as it was one of the mornings that William went to playschool I had to get his stuff ready. I was bending over in the kitchen to put a bottle of water and a carton of juice into William's bag which was on the floor, William came up behind me and slipped his hand up my dress from behind and felt my knickers blocking his way again. I looked up, I could see James at the PC, I had deliberately placed it so that I could see into the kitchen, to see if anyone was coming towards the dining room.

Fortunately James wasn't looking out into the kitchen, his attention was focused on the screen, I hadn't pushed William's hand away, perhaps I should have, "Mummy, I don't like it when you wear these, they don't look very nice and they feel horrible!" William had lifted the back of my dress and was looking at my backside; well, at the 'granny knickers' that were covering my backside. I stood up and pushed the back of my dress back down. I was casting a worried glance towards James, William hadn't whispered his dislike of the knickers I was wearing, he had broadcast it at normal volume.

I picked up William's bag and took it and him into the living room; I crouched down and pulled him so that we were almost nose to nose. "If daddy had heard what you just said, mummy would be in a lot of trouble, I told you yesterday that no one must know what we did yesterday didn't I?" William nodded his head, then he smiled and he reached out his hand and touched my breast, "I don't like it when you wear a bra or when you wear under pants, you look a lot nicer when you don't and you feel a lot nicer too.

James came rushing through and William allowed his hand to drop from my breast, James was looking for a pack of overhead projector slides, I had to apologise because I had allowed Amy to use the last of his slides for a school project. No, she wasn't doing a talk using an overhead projector, she had taken a picture of the location of a Saxon hill fort, printed the picture, then taped several sheets of the clear film onto one edge of the photograph and had drawn the various stages of the building of the fort and had got an 'A' for her effort.

James went stiff, this was an important meeting and an important presentation and he looked like he was about to explode. "Why don't you ring your office, you can type up the slides here, email them into someone in your office and get them to print them off on the OHP slides for you, I'm sure that you can make the slides look a lot better if you use Microsoft PowerPoint instead of drawing them freehand!" James relaxed in an instant, he pulled me up to my feet and kissed me, "You're brilliant, you know that don't you?" "Yes, hopefully, you'll get an 'A', just like Amy did!"

As soon as James was back at the PC William asked me if I would wear my yellow dress when I took him to playschool, "Yellow dress? I don't own a yellow dress!" "You do, Amy found it in a box in the junk room, she sometimes uses it to play dressing up with, she said that I should ask you to wear it for me when we play, you wouldn't need tissues to pad out the top like she uses!"

"I haven't worn that dress since I was at school, it'll never fit me now!" "Amy said it would fit you perfectly!" Amy was very good at sizing things up usually, she also had a very artistic eye for colour combinations too when it came to 'mix and match' clothing. As usual, when William got an idea in his head he became immovable; I knew that if I didn't at least prove to him that the yellow dress was too small, we would be fighting about it all day.

I let William take me up to the junk room, he knew exactly where the little yellow halter top dress was, in the same box was what looked like a whole box of Kleenex that had been balled up by Amy to try and fill out the halter top. I held the dress against my body, "See, it's far too small, much too short, it was ok when I was eighteen and a single woman, but not now I'm an old married mother. I definitely know that I don't own the right kind of bra to wear under this kind of dress!"

"Well mummy, I like to see you with no bra on anyway, you look a lot nicer. Try it on for me please!" 'What the hell!' I slipped out of my dress and stepped into the halter dress, "Mummy, you didn't take your bra off!" I slipped my bra off and William smiled up at me in victory, as I bent down to pull up the dress, William reached out and fondled my breasts, I could have stood up and been out of his reach but instead I went down on my knees so that I could be comfortable while I allowed him a little time to play.

When I eventually stood up and wriggled into the dress, I was surprised to find that is did, well, that it almost fit me perfectly, well, when I was eighteen the dress was a little loose on me and now it was very tight, William rubbed his hand down over my stomach, when his fingers reached the waistband of my knickers he said, "Take these off too please mummy!" "If I wear this dress in public I will definitely need to wear knickers under it, it is far too short!" "Please mummy, please!" I dropped my drawers to the floor, William lifted the front of my dress and started to play with my pussy, "Would you like me to make you feel nice now mummy, you are after all making me happy by wearing the dress for me the way I want you too!" "No, that's OK darling, I don't need to be made to feel nice again so soon after the last time!"

William still wanted to finger my pussy for a few minutes before he let me go and we went down to the kitchen. I finished washing the dishes as I had a few minutes left before I had to take William to playschool, even though standing at the sink put me in full view of James, as soon as my hands were wet William stood at my side and put his hand up my dress and began searching for my clitoris once again, he massaged me slowly as he watched his father to see if he looked up from his books.

William brought me to a petite climax and held me there for what seemed like an hour but was only around five minutes, I hadn't washed a single pot, as soon as his hand reached under the hem of the tiny yellow dress, I stopped working on the pots and just stood there trying very hard not to make a sound that would get James's attention. I reached my climax far faster than I should have or normally would have, the masturbation was one turn on but having it done to me by my son in a position where my husband only need look up from his papers and he would see everything was a far bigger one.

I don't know if William got bored or if his arm got tired but suddenly he changed tack, he suddenly jabbed all four of his fingers up me causing me to gasp in surprise, shock and pain. William only jabbed his fingers up me once then his hand shot out from under my dress and behind his back, "you're going to be late for playschool, do you want me to take him for you darling?" My knees had given way slightly as I had been climaxing for so long and I was holding all of my weight on my arms in the washing bowl. I knew that William wouldn't like it if I let his father take him to school so I had to think fast, I also had to get my breathing regulated enough to talk and also I couldn't turn jut yet as I just knew that my face was bright red.

If William had been older I would have thought that he had deliberately kept me hooked on his fingers for longer than I should have been there, the light-bulb flashed on in my head, "No, if the volunteer doesn't turn up again, the leader will be looking for a helper and you won't want to spend all morning with ten kids from 2 years old to five would you?" "No, I can't anyway; I've got to go into the office now before I can go to my eleven o'clock meeting!"

I had told William that I would wear the dress for him in the house with no underwear but I had told him that there was no way I'd go out in the street without at least my knickers on and now I had just a few seconds to run up stairs and get my panties from the junk room. As I was about to leave the kitchen James stopped me dead in my tracks. "Is that dress new?" James was just a few feet away from me and he was coming up behind me, if I had started to climb the stairs he would have seen that I had no panties on, he could already tell that I had no bra on from the way my breasts were hanging and the fact that he could see my nipples and areola very clearly through the thin material.

"No, I bought it fifteen years ago from the charity shop and it was twenty years old then!" "Don't you think it is a little revealing to wear out in the street?" "I'm going to put my mackintosh on over it while I take William to playgroup. I just put it on this morning because Amy and Laura were playing dressing-up in it yesterday and I wanted to see if it still fit me or if I should just give it to them to play with!" "But when after you tried it on and found that it was much too short and much too tight, why didn't you change back into normal clothes?"

William stepped in between us, "I like to see mummy in yellow, I asked her to wear it for a bit!" I chuckled at William springing to my defence, "I was going to sit out in the sun for an hour or two in the back garden to try and get my summer tan started while William was at playgroup!" My short conversation had taken what few seconds I had left and now I had to take William to school without putting my knickers on.

William's face was like thunder as I slipped my mackintosh on, I had to literally pull him through the front door, "Mummy, you aren't playing the game properly, I wanted my friends at playschool to see you in your pretty yellow dress and now you've ruined everything!"

We were very late getting to the church hall, I could see from a distance that the playgroup leader was going from mother to mother in the church yard, that was a bad sign, it meant that her volunteer hadn't turned up again, she seemed to miss one week in four, I put it down to her being on her period, mind you, I couldn't blame her for not wanting to be around ten boisterous toddlers when she was on the rag.

I could see eight very anxious looking mothers, well, seven, Sue was on her own, the playgroup leader wasn't even asking her to help out. As I walked up behind the leader she was just saying, "If I don't get a volunteer I can't run the group, I'm not allowed to look after nine children without a helper, its health and safety unfortunately!"

I could understand the other mother's reluctance, we all made plans for things to do in the few hours of freedom we had from our little monsters each week. William was tugging at my hand, "You could do it mummy!" The leader spun on her heels, "OH! Isabella, I didn't think we were going to see William today!" "We were just a little late today!" "Well, it looks like there won't be a playschool today if I can't get a little help!" "My mummy can help you!" William had chirped up.

The leader was standing there with an open expression on her face, she would never have asked me to help out, the hall we were using actually belonged to my mother in law, she charged the village only a peppercorn rent and she paid all the utility bills and kept the building in good repair so the village considered her and her family had done their bit for the village groups like the playgroup and a half dozen others.

"I can help, I'm sure I can manage it!" There was a look of relief on all of the other mother's faces as they handed over their children and left one by one to go in their own separate directions. William ran off to the boy who he had plaid with in the park the day before, I read the other boy's lips, 'you liar!' William put his hand up to the boy's nose, the hand he had pushed up my cunt just a few minutes earlier and the boy grew a huge smile on his face.

"Come along everyone, inside please!" I held back until all the kids were in the hall, then I was about to follow them but my arm was grabbed; Sue pulled me back into the yard. "I'm sorry about yesterday, I made a fool of myself with my clumsy flirting with you and then I went somewhere else and made an even bigger fool of myself, now none of the others will talk to me. I was told by a friend that you were like me and that all you needed was a little help and..... well, I was given some duff information and I'm sorry I came on to you, you have no idea how lonely a small village can be!" "I have more idea than you can ever imagine, who told you that I was a lesbian?" "Not lesbian but bi-curious, curious is enough for me, I can usually cure that!" Sue smiled and turned away, "But who was it?" "I can't tell you, but it is someone very important to us all!"

As soon as I was in the hall, Betty, the leader told me to take my coat off, I was very embarrassed as I slipped the coat off, "I was planning to spend my free time in the garden sunbathing, I'm not really dressed for this, I'm sorry!" "No, please don't be, we are all grateful that you volunteered, we'll just have to take you as we find you!"

The boy that William had allowed to smell my pussy on his fingers was pulling one of the girls by the hand towards the toy cupboard; Mary had made a bee-line for William and was holding his hand. "Peter, Emma, you know you're not supposed to go in the toy cupboard until I tell you!" Betty whispered, "I have to keep my eye on that pair, every chance they get they sneak off to be alone!"

Peter came to me, he still had a hold of Emma's hand, I had been given a book to read to the tree youngest children, the kids were sitting on a bench and I was sitting at ninety degrees to them, holding the book up and showing the pictures as I read the story to them. Peter pulled Emma to her knees and they were directly in front of me, it looked like Peter and Emma were just listening to the story but I could tell that Peter was looking up my dress and he was telling Emma to look up there too.

As I read the story I just knew that my face was bright red, I also noticed that Betty could see that Peter and Emma were looking intently up my dress but she just carried on with the other five children, organising 'educational' games and games that taught the children to share. When I got to the last page of the story Betty brought me another book to read, this time it was one of the largest books in the little library they held in the hall.

Betty ruffled Peter's hair as she passed him and said, "You being a little Dennis the Menace today Peter, just you behave yourself and sit nicely!" Peter was actually the oldest child in the playgroup, he should have been shipped out of the playgroup and into the 'early started' class months earlier but his mother hadn't decided on a place until it was too late. Everyone was certain that when he came to be five years old his mother would once again dither and he'd be lucky to get into the city slum school if she couldn't make up her mind which school to send her son too soon.

I read for almost an hour, every twitch and movement I made gave Peter and Emma a better and better look up my dress, then "Free play everyone!" Betty had put the kettle on for a hot drink for her and me and she had all of the kids snack boxes on the long table so that they could have whatever snacks or drinks their mothers had sent for them. Peter and Emma didn't go to the table, Peter pulled Emma towards the toy cupboard, this time, even though Betty was watching the two of them as they disappeared into the cupboard and closed the door, she said nothing.

Betty had a good selection of fruit teas and I decided to try one of the summer berry tea. As I blew into the cup to cool the tea down a little Betty made a little sure that all of the children were busy doing whatever it was that they had chosen to be doing then she leaned in to me and whispered, "Don't get caught in the toy cupboard on your own with Peter, he has more hands than an octopus and he knows exactly what to do if you know what I mean!" I was listening but I wasn't really paying attention, I was watching William and Mary as they followed Peter and Emma towards the toy cupboard.

I was totally shocked and surprised that Betty had done nothing when children in her care were going off to the dark cupboard, I knew that there was little I could do to stop William doing exactly what he wanted to do, he had far too much information on me for me to risk upsetting him.

After twenty minutes Betty called the kids back into the main room, it took over five minutes for William and Mary to resurface and another two for Peter and Emma. As the kids got back down to planned activities again, I had the three youngest children and the drawing table and together we drew pictures based loosely around the stories I had read to the children earlier. I did notice however that Emma and Mary were, like me, divest of cover on their lower bodies, I made sure that my three were engaged with what they were doing and I popped into the toy cupboard on the pretext of finding a few more colours for the drawing table. I had been less than one second in the room when the door closed behind me and a hand was on my bare bottom. I span round, I knew William's touch and this wasn't William.

As I turned to face who was touching me, I needn't have tried to guess, the only boy it could have been was Peter and that's exactly who it was. Turning to face Peter had plaid into his hands, in more ways than one. The hem of my dress was lifted and he was forcing his right hand between my thighs and he was trying to get his fingers into me. I pushed him away, I had one four year old that I had to walk on eggshells around because he knew too much about my sexual activity, I wasn't about to willingly give another boy the same hook.

I managed to push my way past Peter, I had seen exactly what I had expected to see, two small pairs of knickers on the floor of the toy room. As I burst out of the cupboard with Peter still trying to grab at me, the first thing I saw was a very concerned look on Betty's face, she had seen Peter follow me into the toy cupboard but had done nothing to stop what he was intending to do.

Betty rushed over to me; she put her arm around my shoulder, "Are you OK Isabella?" I nodded my head, "I did try to warn you that Peter would try that if you went into the cupboard, I just find it easier to go with the flow than upset them!" I looked over at Peter, he was alternating between sniffing his left hand and his right, he went to William and let him sniff both of his hands too, William tapped Peter's right hand, "That's my mother!"

Twelve o'clock came round very fast and the end of the playschool, I stopped behind to help Betty clean up, she was edging her way to a difficult subject, "Didn't you mind when Peter hit on you in the toy cupboard?" I checked on William, he was in the yard talking to Sue and Mary, "Not really, just boys being boys!"

We were very close to finishing the clearing up and Betty put her hand on my arm, "Sue is having a rough time of things since she came out to the wrong people, she should have just persevered with you the other day!" "You know what happened?" Nothing much happens around here that I don't get to hear about. You know that you said boys will be boys, is that only for the under fives or does it extend to the over ten's?" "What?" "I really need Sue to be happy, if you invited her to your house for a coffee or something. I'll babysit for both of you so that you can have a little privacy to get to know each other properly!" Sue was still waiting in the yard with Mary and William, that was really unusual, usually every mother and child went away from the hall like bats out of hell. I could see that Sue was waiting for something, she looked on edge but also full of excitement.

"I'm not sure that I want anything to do with Sue to be honest!" "Don't be like that Isabella, I'm sure that your husband and his family would understand, I mean, isn't it every day that a woman comes to help out at the playschool with six very impressionable young boys dressed in just a halter dress and nothing else, and, even when warned not to go into the toy cupboard with one of the boys, she still heads straight there with the boy the first chance she got!"

I think it was about the sixtieth time I was shocked in less than a week. "I didn't take Peter into the toy cupboard and as soon as I realised that he had followed me in there I came straight back out!" "Well, you could tell it that way but Peter may well tell it slightly differently, after all, 'boys will be boys!' And if anyone asks me I'd be uncertain but it would have looked to me like you had Peter's hand in yours and were taking him to look for the toy fort and soldiers for him to play with, with your William!" "But! But that's blackmail!" "That's not very friendly, especially if I get to babysit for Sue and you, I was going to arrange for my sons and husband to be available this afternoon so that you can get Sue and the rest of your frustrations out of your head in the most pleasant way possible!"

I really was stunned into silence momentarily, I looked out at Sue and the kids, all three of them had looks of expectation on their faces, expectation but also tinged with apprehension, they weren't sure that I was going to go along with the blackmail. "What are you going to do with William and Mary?" "That will be up to them, William loves Mary a lot and he seems to know what he wants to do with her, I'm just going to provide the space for them to try!"

I pondered it a few seconds longer, and then said to myself, 'What the Hell!' The thought of letting a woman touch me sexually left me cold but, William and Peter and the way I was dressed and everything, I could put up with a couple of hours of discomfort! If it meant that I didn't get into trouble with my husband's family or worse, the police!

"OK Isabella, go out and ask Sue if she'd like to go to your place for a coffee with you, she'll say she can't because she has Mary to look after and then you tell her that you're sure that I'll be happy to babysit for both of you, have you got that?" I nodded my head and did as I was told.

Betty had a Cheshire cat grin on her face and she walked off with William holding her right hand and Mary holding her left, Sue was looking a little awkward, 'Well, you're the lesbian round here, it's up to you to make things work!' I thought to myself. Sue linked arms with me and she led me towards my house, when we were on the lane leading to my house she let her arm slip out of mine and her hand reached down for mine, I did a quick three hundred and sixty degree scan to see if I could see anyone watching us and as my face got level with hers, Sue leaned in and kissed me, I pulled away from her which upset her a little, "Betty said that you would be a little compliant if I let her babysit for Mary, was she wrong?" "No, it's just that, well, this is the street and these are all my neighbours!"

I opened the front door and Sue was on me before I could close the door, she had my coat and dress off in a split second and as soon as I was naked Sue had to catch her breath as she stood there looking at me for the longest second imaginable. Sue started to caress my body as if I were made of delicate porcelain, I was pushed and pulled into the living room where Sue eased me down onto the floor and on to my back, fortunately I hit the lamb's wool rug rather than the cold wood effect, laminate floor.

Sue undressed herself as she kissed me all over my body and eventually, she was as naked as I was. In the thirty minutes it took Sue to undress, she changed from the mousy wife that was always hiding from life into a sexual dynamo. It was taking me a long, long time to warm up to Sue's advances until I closed my eyes and pretended that Sue's hands were my husband's, that instead of a closet lesbian, it was a red-blooded man working my body like a concert pianist worked his keyboard.

As soon as I took the image of Sue out of my mind, I was away, her fingers were a little rusty or out of practice but she soon worked the wrinkles out of my inner body and had me bouncing off the floor like a rubber ball. I didn't reciprocate in any way, I just lay there and let Sue give me pleasure, William's words kept running over and over in my head, 'If someone makes you feel really nice, you should make them feel really nice too!'

I didn't want to ask Sue what she wanted me to do to or for her as it would have broken the spell I had woven around my little afternoon sex session, in my mind the fingers rubbing my pussy, the mouth biting my nipples and the tongue that kept flicking into my mouth when we kissed were all my husband's, I didn't know any different, foreplay wasn't one of the subjects that was big on my husband's agenda.

I didn't have to ask Sue what she wanted though, she positioned my left leg into a position that suited her, my knee bent upwards slightly, then she straddled that raised thigh, it reminded me of how William had straddled my thigh only the day before and he had rubbed his cock against my thigh, using his own body weight to trap it between us.

Sue forced her thigh against my pussy mound and began to fuck me, I was in heaven, the pleasure was like nothing I could ever describe but it was definitely on a par with my husband fucking me, Sue was being a lot rougher though than my husband had ever been but she had to be to generate enough friction to get me off as deeply as I was.

Fortunately for me, Sue got me to the highest point of my climax before she 'fed' one of her breasts to me, it broke the spell for sure, I couldn't pretend that I was being fucked by a man anymore, but Sue had done such a great job on me that I opened my mouth and took her nipple into my mouth and started simulating feeding from her breast. WAIT! Did I say simulating, as I began to suck on Sue's breast I got a shot of milk fire off into my mouth, Sue was still breastfeeding Mary even though she was past four years old, I thought that I had gone way over the top when I was still feeding each of my children until the age of two, but I could never have kept it up until they were four or older.

I was officially turned off when I got milk in my mouth but Sue went off like a rocket so I kept doing it for her. Sue had a fist full of my hair holding my head still and then she started to massage her breast with her other hand so that her milk was firing into my mouth and then she started going crazy humping my thigh even harder and by the time the milk from her breast dried up she was sweating so hard that it felt like her sweat was rain falling on me.

"Can I have a quick shower please?" "Yes, help yourself!" "You could come in with me, I'd love to wash you!" "No, that's ok thanks for the offer though!" I gave Sue a towel and showed her where everything was, she had fucked me on the floor in a very animalistic way with both the front door and the living room door open, if anyone had called, like the milkman, post man or even one of the many utility companies that sent callers round regularly, could have seen what we were doing. When I realised just how exposed we were I got a little shiver of excitement run through my body.

After Sue had showered and dressed she came in to kiss me goodbye, it did turn my stomach a little but I returned her kiss, "Betty suggested that you wait until the girls get home from school and then go up to her house, take the girls with you, Betty will look after them for you while you have a little fun!"

I switched the PC on and while it was loading I ran up to the bathroom to take a shower, I wrapped my hair in one towel and then a large bath sheet to cover the rest of my body before going down to the dining room to see if the pc had finished warming up.

I logged into PIE chat but before it had finished loading up there was a knock at the front door, I had a quick peep around the curtains and through the front window, the postman was standing on the front door step with an envelope in his hand, I went to the front door and called through the closed door, "I'm not dressed, can't you just push it through the letterbox?" There was a chuckle from the other side of the door, "I know, I was here fifteen minutes ago but decided not to bother you then as you seemed to be a little distracted with your floor exercises!"

Our postman was the biggest gossip in three counties, he, after all, got to visit every lonely housewife in the village and he seemed to operate a lending library service for short stories of real life Peyton Place, he didn't bother me for coffee usually as I had kids at home so wasn't quite as lonely as some of the other women stuck in the village, I knew that he would be getting cake for months to come as he told all of my neighbours what I was up to on the floor with Sue as he tried to deliver the mail.

"It's a recorded delivery, I have to hand it to you and you have to sign for it!" "I need a few minutes to get dressed, just hang on!" "Sorry love, I need a comfort break, I'll just pop the card through, you can collect the letter tomorrow at the sorting office!" I took a deep breath and opened the front door; I had to hold one arm across my chest because the towel took that opportunity to start to loosen its self. I was handed the letter, then the book and pen to sign for the letter, I just didn't have enough hands, "I don't suppose I could use your toilet could I?" I opened the door wider and pointed down the passageway, "Just past the utility room, last door on the right!" "I know it's cheeky of me but I could murder a coffee or cup of tea as well please?"

I closed the front door and as soon as postie was out of sight I retightened the towel around my body. I put the kettle on and signed for my letter on the kitchen table, I was still bent over the table when the postman came in to the room, he had a choice, he could have walked around the table or he could have squeezed past, between me and the sink, I needn't have worried about taking a bet on which direction he was going to take, as he squeezed past he put both hands on my hips and made sure that he pressed his crotch against my bottom, there was no doubt what he had on his mind, the flagpole down the front of his trousers gave his intentions away.

I made the coffee and invited postie to sit at the table, unfortunately I forgot that my PC had been opening the PIE chat site when I had gone to the door, his face lit up when he saw the screen, "I see you've started using internet chat rooms as well as playing 'love thy neighbour' on the Chinese rug in the living room!" Postie was blowing his coffee with the cup held up to his face, he was looking at me over the top of the cup, I got the feeling that I was the field mouse and he was the kestrel sitting high in the tree watching me, just waiting for the perfect chance to pounce on me.

"I have to say that it was very nice to watch two women having fun in the afternoon on the floor like that but I always think that, wonderful as it is to watch, it tends to leave the 'straight' participants a little frustrated! Don't you feel a little hot sitting wrapped in a heavy towel like that on a hot day like this, I feel overly hot, even though all I have on is my post-office polo shirt and regulation shorts, I like to try and get an hour every day when I can relax in the nude to cool down a little, on the floor or on a bed, either are very nice and help a man to forget what he's seen!" Postie was nodding at my PC screen as he said the last bit.

I was feeling hot; I was blushing so much that I could see the red on my décolletage that was rippling outward from my face. Postie was being a little clumsy in his approach, it was obvious that he was telling me that he wanted to fuck me as a payment for not telling my neighbours what I was getting up to behind my net curtains. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do though, I would never make the first move in anything sexual, never had in my life and couldn't see myself making the first move anytime soon.

Postie was looking at me, I think he was expecting me to just drop the towel for him right then and there, open my legs for him and beg him to fuck me, but then he didn't know me very well did he, I wasn't on his list of women to chat up while delivering his post every day. I knew what he wanted of course and after playing on the floor with Sue I wouldn't say no to trying 'it' with him but I just couldn't bring myself to do anything about it. Postie was almost half way down his cup of coffee, I knew that it wouldn't take him very long to finish his coffee and then he'd be gone and so would the opportunity to dust off the frustrations built up by letting Sue fuck me, and the opportunity to stop Postie telling everyone in a ten mile radius what he had seen on my floor and on my computer screen.

The postman finished his coffee, he was still looking at me with lust filled eyes, then he raised his eyebrows and had a look of resignation on his face as he stood up, I panicked a little, I also stood up, "Usually men take the things they want, don't they?" Postie looked a little pensive, then he smiled and stepped forward, he reached out his hand and took a hold of the six inch fold of material that was tucked in at the side of my towel holding it tightly against the rise of my breast, he held it momentarily, looking in my eyes to see if there was going to be any reaction and then he pulled.

The towel dropped away leaving me standing in just my turban, a massive hand griped me around my throat and I was guided backwards against the edge of the table, as I was being pushed and guided by the postman's powerful hand he was undoing his shorts and they hit the floor as my bottom hit the table. I was pushed backwards and he let go of my throat so that he could grasp both of my knees, my head crashed against my computer screen as he moved in to impale me, suddenly there was a flash of common sense and I shouted out, "STOP! You have to use a condom!" "I wouldn't use one even if you had one, I don't play that way, you want it and you'll just have to take the risk!"

I tried to struggle out of the postman's grasp but there isn't a lot you can do on a slippery table top when a man has both of your knees in his tight grip, he stabbed me so hard that even though there was a river of excitement running from my cunt it still hurt, I had felt through his shorts that he had an above average sized cock, far bigger than my husband's weapon. The second thrust was almost as painful as the first and it reached into places I had never felt a cock reach before.

I was really loving the feeling of the man's cock in me but I was still fighting because I didn't want to get pregnant all over again, three kids were five too many for me. The more I fought and struggled the harder he fucked me, he got so rough that the table and all its contents started walking across the kitchen, eventually we hit the wall and that was the point that, when the postman's cock was buried the deepest it could possibly get in me, he fired off inside of me. I thought that was going to be it, my total life's experience of sex had been that my husband would roll off of me as soon as he fired off and emptied his balls.

I was just about to roll my body so that as soon as Postie pulled his cock from me I could run from the kitchen and up the stairs to get in the shower. I was wrong, once again I was wrong, instead of pulling his softening cock out of me, he pushed my knees hard against my body and used his own body and my knees to pin me to the table top. It took an eternity for his cock to shrink to the point that my pussy muscles could expel it, as I lay there immobile on the table I was watching the clock on the cooker, we had passed the point that my daughters could have arrived home and I watched as the seconds ticked past, any moment I could have been discovered 'in flagrante delicto' by my daughters or my husband and I realised that I had just had a tiny orgasm from the thought of being caught.

Eventually Postie pushed himself off of my body and I caught sight of his cock for the first time, even after he was fully deflated, postie's cock was bigger, both in length and girth, than my husband's cock when fully erect. I had so looked forward to being fucked by a man of such proportions but now I found myself running from the room as he pulled his shorts up, he had taken his orgasm out on me without actually giving me my climax.

I hit the bathroom running, I had barely missed a step on my way to the bathroom, just one skip as I snatched my dress off of the floor in the living room as I passed through it, I had to unscrew the head from the shower hose and I pushed the end of the hose up inside my vagina as deeply as I could, then I turned the cold tap on as hard as it would go to wash the postman's spunk out of me. I had expected the postman to have done the decent thing and left me to my shame but once again I was wrong.

I heard Amy and Laura talking in the living room so I dried myself as quickly as I could and then pulled my halter dress on with nothing under it again. I ran down the stairs and found the living room empty, I could hear the girls voices now coming from the dining room, I remembered leaving the computer on and it was logged into the PIE chat room.

I skidded to a halt as I passed through the kitchen door and into the dining room, the table was still hard against the wall and there were four scratches on the floor from the table legs, Postie was still there, he had turned the PC around so that he could sit and, with one of my daughters on each knee, he was showing them pictures of boys and girls in some kind of photograph gallery within the PIE chat room, the boys and girls were all naked and the postman was telling my daughters all about each of the children he was showing them on the screen.

I rushed over and turned the power off to the screen, "Oh look, here's mummy girls!" postie stood up and then he patted my belly, "What do you girls want next time, another boy or girl out of mummy's tummy?" Amy said girl, Laura shrugged her shoulders, "Most of my kids turn out to be girls, I think I've only had four boys so far!" I suggested that the postman may have some undelivered letters in his sack that may need to be delivered, "No, after I saw you on the floor with Sue I went off and finished my round then came back to finish you off!"

I pushed him out of the house and as I closed the door I got the expected "Mummy, what were you doing on the floor with Sue?" I ignored the question, then I remembered, there should have been three faces looking up at me, I still had to fetch William from Betty's house.

I gave the postman a few minutes to get out of sight and then I shepherded the girls out of the house ahead of me. We walked to Betty's in a constant stream of bitching and complaints from the girls, they were both hungry, they were both thirsty, they were both tired, they were both missing their favourite TV programs etc. Etc. Etc.

When we got to Betty's house it sounded like there was a riot going on inside, there seemed to be a dozen kids running wile all over the house. The door was opened by a boy who looked like he was eleven years old, I heard Amy gasp then she held out her right hand, "Hi, I've just seen your photograph on the computer, you're Harry aren't you?" The boy grinned wide and ignored her hand, he nodded his head and then took both of her shoulders in his hands and leaned in and kissed her on the lips, I saw her entire body shake under his kiss.

There were four boys in the house, they were all eleven years old, one was even Betty's son, they had all been in the photo gallery that the postman had shown to Amy and Laura, Betty's husband, Mark was also there, he kissed me in much the same way that Harry had kissed Amy, then he said, "Well, it is up to you, looks like Amy has chosen Harry, you can play with one of the boys or I'll be really happy to help you to scratch that itch deep in your belly!" I looked over my shoulder and saw Amy and Harry, walking hand in hand as they climbed the stairs, Betty stepped out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a tea-towel, she saw my face, then saw where I was looking, she called after Harry, "Harry, You have to be very careful with Amy, she's new to all of this, don't hurt her, use the small bedroom and clean it up after you!"

Betty took my arm and led me into the living room, William and Mary were playing, they were both naked and there was a video camera on a tripod in the corner of the room, Betty took Laura through to the dining room, I heard her telling Laura that she could chose one of the boys to play with if she liked, "Like William and Mary are playing if you like!" William and Mary weren't doing anything sexual together; if they were dressed you wouldn't think anymore of it than any two children playing together. Laura was usually very shy around new people but she just walked over to one of the boys and took his hand, "I liked your picture best!" And the two of them left the room together hand in hand.

Betty had her hand on my shoulder, how are you with all of this, worried I'll bet, the kids will have a fun time and no one will hurt them while ever they are here, but what about you, do you want to play a little with the two boys or do you just want to get down to it and let Mark show you the time of your life, he's an expert at relieving frustrations.

It dawned on me that the postman had fucked me in such a way that he had delivered his package in me but I had got absolutely nothing in return, in fact, unlike every other time I had sex, and with my husband it had only ever been a disappointment in reality, I had always taken something from the experience, as bad as my husband was at sex he had always taken me into the foothills of my climax before falling on top of me spurting his seed into me. Had the postman's violent assault on me been designed just to increase my frustrations?

I just stood there, I was confused and unable to come to terms with what was happening all around me, Betty was sitting on the sofa, William on one knee, Mary on her other, the two young boys had moved in on me following a signal from Betty. Four hands started to rub all over the outside of my yellow halter dress, Betty's son seemed to be an expert at playing with a woman's body, the other boy, although exactly the same age, was less skilled.

I was brought to an orgasm by fingers alone as I stood there, Betty's son's fingers between my legs while the other boy played with my breasts, I was just at that point where my legs were beginning to buckle when the other boy started to pull the hem of my dress up, I looked at William and Mary, William had a healthy erection for his age, it seemed to grow a little longer every time he got an erection, Betty was rubbing his cock for him as he watched the two boys undress me, Betty's husband moved in behind me and helped me down onto the floor, fortunately they had full carpeting so there was no cold laminate to fall against. Betty's son was on top of me in a flash and had no difficulty in filling my pussy, well, not filling it, the postman had stretched my cunt wide open earlier and it hadn't had a chance to contract back down. Betty was still watching me, as was William but Mary wasn't, she was kneeling on the floor, her head in Williams lap as she was sucking his cock for him, Betty had her hand on top of Mary's head talking to her, "Remember what we showed you, and remember if you make William feel nice, after, he will make you feel nice!"

The first boy had climaxed in a flash, not getting me anywhere close to my climax, he rolled off of me and his friend was on top before I could move a muscle, his friend was no bigger and far less skilful and once again he had climaxed before I got anywhere close to my own orgasm. They swapped over twice more; it was remarkable just how fast the young boys got their erections back after their orgasm. I caught sight of Mary on the sofa, on her back holding her own knees high in the air and William taking her place kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa, he bent his head down and it was obvious that he was performing oral sex on the young girl.

Betty stopped things just as the boys were about to switch places again, "Would you like to finish now Isabella, the boys will keep going all night if you like but you may have a problem explaining to James where you got too all evening. I just nodded my head, the boys between them had fucked me six times and I still hadn't managed to get out of the foothills of my climax and into a full blown orgasm.

Betty walked over to the living room door, she called up that we would be ready to go home soon, I was given a drink and a towel to mop between my legs, Betty's husband took his time undressing, he wasn't fully hard but he was a match for the postman, how the hell did I get stuck with James and his tiny cock when there were so many real men around the village that I could have chosen. Amy and Laura and the two boys that they had been up stairs with came into the room carrying their clothes in their arms. A bath towel was placed on the sofa and Amy. Laura and William lined up on the seat, Mark pulled me back onto the floor, a rubber sheet with another bath sheet on top of it had been laid out on the floor for me to lie on.

Mark slipped in between my thighs; he was so slow and gentle as he slipped his cock into me that I had reached a higher point in my orgasmic climb, before he was fully in me, than the boys or the postman had got me up too.

Mark got himself into his grove and fucked me slowly and deliberately, he made me climb through my orgasmic ladder slowly and deliberately, he took me to a height that I had never been too in my life before, then he held me at my peak for the longest time before he kissed me and let himself go. He was pounding into me far harder that the postman had, far more violently and aggressively but this time, because I was already at an orgasmic height he tipped me even further over the edge, the room started to spin around my head and suddenly I felt my bladder lose hold and I flooded the floor with my piss, just as I did Mark finally climaxed into me.

I hadn't once thought about the chance of pregnancy since the boys put their hands on me through my dress, now that I could feel Mark pumping his seed into me as I was spurting piss all over him, the thought about babies popped back into my febrile mind when I realised that Mark was pumping his spunk into me for a full five minutes.

Mark pulled out and stood up, his cock was dripping with his spunk, my lubricating juice and the piss that was soaking into his pubic hair. He walked over to Amy and Laura as I gasped for air on the floor and the room started to come back into normality, Mark stood in front of Amy and he took her hands and placed them on his still ramrod hard cock, he pulled her hands back and forth so that more of his spunk formed into a bubble on the end of his cock, then, just before it fell to the floor, Betty pushed Amy's head forward and I watched as Amy's mouth opened and the head of Mark's cock slipped into her mouth, "After a little more practice with the boys, you'll be able to take this in your cunt, just like your mummy just did, would you like that Amy?" Amy nodded her head which looked really funny as she was still impaled on his cock, her jaw looked very uncomfortable as it was stretched so wide to fit his cockhead in.

Mark pulled his hips back and there was an audible 'pop' as his cock left Amy's mouth, Mark moved down the line of children to Laura, "Would you like to try that?" Laura slid forward in the seat as she nodded her head, she didn't need to be shown how to grasp Mark's cock with both hands and pull his cock back and forth several times until she had formed a similar ball of spunk on the end of his cock, then she over exaggerated opening her mouth and bobbed her head forward to take as much of his cock into her mouth as she could.

"You like that don't you?" Laura had difficulty in smiling as she nodded her head in much the same way as her older sister had moments before. As Mark went to pull his hips back to escape Laura's mouth, she went with him, her arm wrapped around his bottom and she was trying to keep her mouth in contact with Mark's cock as long as possible.

The boy who had taken Laura off laughed, 'she didn't even want to touch my cock when we first started, once I got her to suck me she didn't want to stop, she's taken three loads so far. It looked like Laura wanted to drive Mark to another climax so that she could take a fourth delivery of spunk in her mouth, she would have no idea that a man in his forties wouldn't have the same recycle rate as an eleven year old boy.

Eventually Laura was prised off of Mark's cock, Betty came over to me and helped me to my feet, "It always takes a new conquest a little time to get over a fucking from Mark when he is taking his time, and he can really take his time if he wants too, he's a genetic misfit, after he climaxes he doesn't go soft, he can keep it up for eight hours if there is enough visual stimulation around him!" As she was saying that I looked over at my children, they were all getting themselves dressed and just beyond, the sofa, Betty's son was taking a very professional video camera off of a tripod. I was helped into my dress amd started to gather the kids so that I could use them as a shield in front of me as we left the house. I remembered that when I had left the house earlier in the day, I had been wearing a light summer mackintosh, now, I had no coat, at least it was getting dark so that people could see less of my lack of dress.

All the way home I was praying that James was in his study or that he had been kept late at work, the latter would be preferable as I had a damaged dining room floor to try and disguise with coloured wax polish. My heart lifted as I turned the corner into our lane and saw that the drive was empty.

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