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Published : 14 July 2020

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Secret Life of a Housewife
by Isabella

Secret Life of a Housewife by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, MM/F, M/g, M/g, b/g, Incest, Bro/Sis, Masturbation, Sex Education, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Public Sex, Underage Sex

I lived in the south of London with my husband John, daughters Sarah and Dawn and son Peter. As a family we'd hopped all over southern London, each move trading up from smaller properties to larger ones as our family grew and John's wage improved.

Our current home was a large semi-detached house in Hayes, overlooking Bromley Common and our first home with a large garden to look after.

I met John while we were both at Cambridge University, our majors were both Politics but while my minor was Philosophy, John's was Business Studies. We both got good degrees and both started working in the Civil Service, I got a post in Whitehall, a double first from Cambridge and all I got to do was work as a filing clerk in the basement of the Ministry of Defence building while John got a post in the Treasury as a Business Analyst...obviously his minor in Business studies served him better than my minor in Philosophy.

Sarah wasn't planned, I had never wanted children and John didn't have very strong family feelings so was happy with my plans to leave having children until later in life if at all...I'd set my focus on getting out of the basement in Whitehall and climbing the greasy pole towards the forth floor, to the offices where the important decisions were made. Sarah came about because of a drunken birthday party for John, I ended up as sick as a dog and the problem with taking the birth control pill is, if anything happened in the process of taking the pill, like being sick before the pill was totally absorbed into your system, and sex happens at that time, you can still fall pregnant.

So, instead of moving out of the basement and up onto the ground floor post room, sticking letters and documents into envelopes to send out or taking the sacks full of incoming mail, opening the letters and distributing them throughout the building, I was off work having Sarah. I'd expected to be straight back to work after giving birth...my mother never looked after me when I was a baby and I wasn't planning on looking after Sarah but that all changed...one of those contractions that happened after the economic collapse of the early two thousands. Because I was virtually half way between the basement and the ground floor when l went on maternity leave, they decided that I could be made redundant more easily because I wasn't officially occupying a seat in an office. Well, I got twenty thousand pounds and a 'Red Flag' on my personnel file, that would preclude me from applying for any other job, anywhere in the public service industry...I wouldn't even be able to get a delivery job in the Royal Mail as that was classed as being on the edge of public service.

So, before I could be really useful, I was out on my ear and totally left to look after my daughter Sarah, closely followed by Dawn and then Peter...as I couldn't work I decided to throw myself into my family life.

When I was working in Whitehall, I read the local free newspaper avidly, cover to cover...looking for important messages directed at me...even after I lost my job, I'd read the 'Hayes & Harlington Gazette' cover to cover but I wasn't expecting any messages directed at me and the Shopper didn't even have the local news content that most of the other local free news papers carried so, even though it came through the front door every week, I stopped reading it...that was until last week.

Sarah had opened the Shopper to wrap potato peelings in before taking them to the dustbin, "This is funny mum, there's an advert in Chinese but it doesn't have any English words in it at all!" Sarah was right, people usually added an English portion even in adverts directed at a single ethnic group.

I looked over her shoulder, "That isn't Chinese darling, that's Russian, the first word says 'Important Notice' and the next line says..."

Sarah gave me a strange look, "Mum, you can't speak Russian...can you?"

While Sarah was giving me that strange look I read the second line to myself, the translation was actually 'Comfort Worker' but in backstreet slang from Saint Petersburg, it was taken to mean 'Fleet Whore'...the message was for me, my codename was 'Fleet Whore' and why was I called 'Fleet Whore?'

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My mind went back thirty years, I asked my teacher at school why I was called 'Fleet Whore' and she explained that my mother was a whore who worked at the Gallia Naval Depot (194) just outside Saint Petersburg, my father would have been one of the many sailors that the government paid my mother to fuck, ten hours a day, six days a week...so in the month that I was conceived, my mother would have had sex with up to five hundred different men. My mother would have been given the choice of retiring from her work as a whore, move away from the dockyard and into a flat in Saint Petersburg where she would be expected to fend for herself while looking after me or, she could hand me over to the International School to look after and go back to her work with the sailors.

I don't even know where the school was but I had been placed in compound 'E', in Compound 'E' we were taught to speak English, taught all of the English customs, taught English history. My paperwork claimed that my name was Victoria Porter and I had been born in a small village in Swaledale, North Yorkshire. Victoria had been born two weeks before me so my birth certificate said that I was a few weeks older than I actually was.

We had lessons on the history of the International School where they told us that they used to give students their cover history as if it were true, not explain to them that they were actually Russian by birth and would be working for the Russian Government, even though we would have government jobs in our adoptive countries. The reason they started telling students their true heritage came after a student from Compound 'A', the American Compound, visited the town that her legend had said was her birth town and checked into a hotel...unfortunately for her, the hotel manager was her twin brother...at least on paper...her brother knew that his real sister had died of Viral Pneumonia. The Sheriff was called in and the woman arrested for identity theft but because she worked at the Pentagon, the FBI took over the enquiry and discovered that she was a spy for Russia. She had committed suicide before she could have been of any help to her real government and they lost the million Rubbles that they had invested in her with no return.

The story of the girl from section 'A' reminded me of my own situation. The years that I'd worked in the basement of Whitehall, photographing low level files and passing them over to my handler would have probably been worth around a half of what it cost them to train me to be a spy...that thought sent a shiver through my body...in my years as just a mother, I'd forgotten the thrill of being a spy, the stolen moments when I was alone in the file room sorting through the millions of pages of dross to find the nugget of pure gold that my real government could use to its political, commercial or financial advantage and photographing them without being caught.

The advert was directed at me, deciphering the coded message told me to phone a telephone number, that number was also in code...the Russian code told me where to look further into the paper to find the letter 'Substitution' code that would turn the letters 'A' to 'J' in a series of innocent adverts into the numbers 'One' to 'Ten', a mobile telephone number for me to call as soon as possible.

I was on edge all evening, after so many years of being out of the spying game, I was about to be re-activated so it was no surprise to me that as soon as the kids were safely in bed, I jumped on John and I fucked him in a way that I'd never fucked him before...the thing about John was that he was very conventional, he didn't like kinky sex...he didn't even like me to give him oral sex. John was a 'Roast beef and two veg' kind of man, a missionary sex, died in the wool Conservative. I'd spent ten years at school, from the age of six to sixteen, learning how to satisfy men's baser needs...learning how to use my body to get men to do whatever I wanted them to do...learning never to say no to anything sexual, no matter how extreme it seemed, no matter how violent or wrong. My sex education teacher actually said one day, "If the man wants to see you sucking off a male elephant...talk to your handlers, they will arrange for you to have access to an elephant to try it with!"

I'd pushed John onto his back and was riding him 'Girl on Top' and I have to say he wasn't really happy in having sex that way and as I struggled with him to stop him rolling me onto my back so that he could get on top of me, I drove myself through to my orgasm...the first climax I'd had with John...after ten years of sex education with weekly practical lessons and being encouraged to do sex education homework in the dormitories after academic studies were over. In my dormitory there were fifteen girls and fifteen boys ranging from six years old to sixteen and we often all had wild orgies together, trying to work out the most outrageous way to have sex.

After I finished my climax and climbed down from my first hint of pleasure in oh...so many years, I allowed John to turn me and put me on my back so that he could finish off in me. John's orgasm came to him without taking me to another climax but he had put far more effort into his fucking that he got me close.

When we finally went to bed, I remembered the day I was flown to France on route to England, the final warning from school still ringing in my ears, 'Don't go anywhere near to Swaledale once you're in England...not for any reason!'

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France was an overnight stop and then I was loaded into the back of a panel van, no windows to see out of and no one could see in. The van was officially a 'Diplomatic Pouch', driven by staff from the Russian Embassy in Paris to their London Embassy using the Channel Tunnel. I didn't get to London though, I was collected by my handler on a small country lane close to Dartford in Kent. I was driven to Cambridge to live with an elderly lady who had retired from the spy game quite recently. I had to call her my grandmother and while I lived with her I would attend a sixth form college called Mander Portman Woodward College.

My 'GCSE' exam results were all fictitious but I'd need to create a working relationship with the university that my handlers wanted me to attend...it was important for some reason that I got into Trinity college, important that I got in their Politics faculty for my major. I'd get all the help that I needed to get 'A*' results in all of my important subjects, English, Maths, Politics and History...less good results in Science, Geography and Humanities but still good enough results to impress my chosen university.

During the two years I studied for my 'A' levels, I learned a little more about my assignment...John Clarke was the son of an Embassy worker from the British Embassy in Egypt who was killed in a terror attack on the Embassy. Because his father had died in the service of the Crown, John had been 'Looked After' by the government, put into a good boarding school and, no matter what his results at school, the government would put him through Trinity College after his time in the sixth form well. I was given a list of John's interests so that I could develop skills in those interests as well...it wasn't a long list though...Chess, stamps, cricket and Fencing so I had two years to get steeped in those four subjects. I became good at fencing but, not so good as to come to the attention of any sporting organisation...I couldn't risk anyone going looking for my parents to ask them how proud they were of their sporting daughter.

I targeted John on the first day at college, I sat next to him in a politics lecture, I had a picture of myself and my 'Grandmother' standing side by side after a fencing match, I had won the bronze medal at the interschool competition, I was in my fencing outfit, my face mask under my right arm, my epée in my right hand. I put it on the desk, just long enough for John to see it but not long enough to make it look like I was 'Flashing it' at him...that did the trick, it broke the ice and within a week I was in his study, flat on my back in his single bed as he humped, unimaginatively into me. I'd been given a sliver of freshly killed calves liver to insert in my vagina at the last moment and did a little playacting at pain as he inserted his cock to make him think that he'd just taken my virginity.

The trick wouldn't have worked if John had been more worldly wise, he'd have realised that a girl with such a loose cunt couldn't possibly have been a virgin but he fell for the ruse, hook, line and sinker!

I woke in the morning, forced myself to act like a suburban mother, got the kids ready for school and packed them off before switching into spy mode and left the house with the telephone number that I'd need to ring from an untraceable telephone. It had been much easier before I had the kids, there was a pay-phone on almost every corner in the city but since the advent of mobile phones, there were actually very few phone boxes left. The first box I found had been vandalised, the second had been converted into a defibrillator station and the third was just being uprooted by British Telecom as I walked towards it.

I gave up at that point and went to a local supermarket, I bought their cheapest mobile phone, a pay as you go sim plan, it was twenty pounds for the phone and ten pounds for the sim card with twenty pounds worth of credit on it. I paid cash and wore a headscarf and dark glasses so that if they pulled down the CCTV footage from that day, I would look like a Muslim woman...I was happy that I'd applied total trade craft to avoid anyone tracing me if my call were to be intercepted by GCHQ at Cheltenham. I even approached the store from the wrong direction and left in the same direction that I'd used to get there.

The phone's instructions warned new users to fully charge the battery before first use to reduce damage to the new battery. I checked the phone, there was enough residual charge in the battery for me to use it without charging it first as I wasn't worried about the lifespan of the new phone's battery.

I called my handler on the mobile, I'd get just twenty minutes of calls from my pre paid sim card. There was a three phrase exchange to prove that we were who we said we were, you know the kind of thing, I said, "The Swallows seem to be flying higher than usual today!"

His reply, "Do you think that means it will be good weather for the rest of the day!"

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My final response was, "I believe the Swallows may have it wrong, the BBC forecast rain for this afternoon!"

I was given an address in a street two away from my house...I was told to go straight to the house, I would find the front door unlocked and should go straight in without knocking.

I pulled the sim card out of the new phone and dropped it down a culvert in the street...I walked on a hundred yards, removed the battery from the phone, cleaned it thoroughly with my headscarf and dropped it in a bin in the next street. As I walked towards the address, I cleaned the body of the phone and placed it deep in a hedgerow so that it couldn't be seen by people passing by.

I opened the door to the house I'd been told to go to. I heard a voice from a back room say, "Do you remember what you wore in bed when you were at school?"

"Of course I do!"

Go into the front room, you'll see several sets of night clothes, pick the one closest to the one that you wore to bed every day and change into it, once you're ready, come into the back room!"

I opened the door, there was a table in the front room and it had piles of night clothes all over it. I walked in, I was unbuttoning my blouse as I approached the table, the first nighty was a heavy winter nightdress, it was white with small pink roses around the yoke, just the kind of thing that a girl in the frozen North of Russia would wear to bed. Along with that nighty there was a heavy utilitarian bra and granny knickers. I unfastened the sleeves of my blouse and dropped it to the floor.

In the second pile, a very thin, very short, pink nightdress and white bikini knickers...definitely nightwear from the Black Sea area. I unfastened my bra as I felt the quality of the pretty pink nighty, dropped the bra on top of my blouse.

There was a pair of candy striped pyjamas, actually more of a man's style than a woman's but it was pink and white...so a very confused man. My skirt sailed to the floor to join my bra and blouse. The final pile was the 'Shorts and T-shirt' kind of pyjamas, more like the kind of thing a girl might wear. My knickers joined the rest of my clothes on the floor and I left the front room and walked through to the back room totally naked.

The back room was in total darkness, "I'm glad to see that they didn't change the night dress code between my class at school in sixty-five and your class...when did you go through the International School?"

He turned an angle-poise lamp on, aimed it at me as I said, "Eighty-five...but I didn't move into 'E' compound until ninety-one!"

"Climb on the table top for me, legs as wide apart as you can please!"

He used a powerful torch to look deep into my vagina, he probed my anus with his finger, pushed it in deep, "I see that you haven' had anal sex recently, is it...who...John Clarke's preference or yours not to have anal sex?"

"My husband has no interest in anal sex, very little interest in any sex really."

"What a waste of ten years of practical sexual education!" My chin was pulled down and the torch shone deep into my mouth, the torch was so powerful that I could feel the heat on my lips. He checked up my nose...very carefully and then checked in my ears.

"I'd really love to fuck you before I give you your new assignment...make use of your very sexy little arsehole!"

"That's okay by me!"

I was still on a high from my reawakening into my life as a spy for Mother Russia but more than that, the thought of having sex with a man who was taught about sex at a time when each compound had fifty boys and fifty girls going through the school every year, that would have made him a much more experienced lover than I'd ever had before.

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The year that I entered 'E' Compound at the International School was the year that the Berlin Wall came down, Russia had been running out of money, power and influence steadily for three years and just like all military expenditure, the school's budget had been slashed as Russia didn't think that they needed the huge raft of spy's that they pumped out of the school every year. At the height of the cold war, one hundred students in the 'A' compound were destined to spy in America, thirty students from the 'F' compound would spy in France, forty students from the 'G' compound to spy in Germany and so on.

My handler may have been over sixty years of age...actually closer to seventy but he was a stallion, he fucked me for close to two hours solid without coming close to his climax and when he finished off, he used my bum and he used it hard, driving me to my most powerful orgasm ever in my life.

After sex, we sat on the table that we'd just fucked on drinking vodka...not British vodka either, proper Russian vodka...the kind that you could put in the coldest freezer for a year, take it out and even though the bottle would have a crust of ice an inch thick around it, the vodka would still pour like it was at room temperature.

"Your husband has a new boss at the Treasury?"

"Yes, Adam Cartwright...he seems a little slimy from what I've heard of him...typical civil service department head!"

"Our observations show that he may have a sexual interest in young girls...we'd like you to get close to him."

"I know that my tradecraft training was the best in the world but I doubt that even I could get him interested in me if his sexual interested is in young girls...what age do our observers say he shows an interest in?"

"Ten to twelve years old!"

The penny suddenly dropped, I was being told to get close to my husband's boss because I had two daughters, one ten years old and the other twelve...absolutely in the age range that Adam was interested in.

"You want me to give my daughters to Adam Cartwright?"

"I wouldn't put it that way but if Mr. Cartwright really has a sexual interest in girls of your daughter's ages, then let him get close to them, let him visit your house...watch him with Sarah and Dawn...it will be up to you to stop things going further than you'd like him to go but we really need to know if you think he'd be willing to risk everything to get a little girl into bed...we need the information before the next British budget."

Well, I'd been on a sexual high for almost twenty four hours and I'd expected that high to have been satiated by a two hour fuck-fest with a professionally trained sex expert and I had been coming down from that sexual high until he told me that he wanted me to allow a man he suspected of being a paedophile to get close to my young daughters and that ramped my excitement level right back to a solid ten on the Richter Scale.

I had to take a shower before I could go home, our two hour sex session had become very messy...that and the sweat, the smell of sex on my body all needed to be washed away before my daughters saw me. We fucked again under the water in the shower and I went home with my short hair still dripping wet. All three kids were home from school by the time I got there...fortunately for me, English summers being English summers, there had been the obligatory rain shower that I could blame my wet hair on. Not that I needed to worry about that, all three kids were in the kitchen doing homework and they didn't even look up when I walked in dripping wet.

I rubbed a towel through my hair and then brushed it flat before looking over Sarah's shoulder at her homework, she was doing Biology homework, reproduction cycle of the rabbit, Dawn was also doing Biology, drawing the parts of a plant.

"I didn't know that you girls both had Biology today!"

Sarah looked over her shoulder at me, "We don't...I had it today, Dawn has it tomorrow, I like Biology so I do my Biology homework as soon as I get home, Dawn hates it so she leaves it to the very last minute and then expects me to help her if she can't finish it in time."

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I looked at both homework books again, "Well, that's understandable, Dawn has lessons on flowers and plants, you're older so you've moved on to animals!"

"The lessons are still really dry..." Sarah pointed at the picture that she was copying from her textbook, "...they don't even show us pictures of real animals, just line art drawings!"

Dawn didn't even look up from her colouring in, she drew a line from the green leaf and wrote Chlorophyll at the end of the line before saying, "What do you expect...you think they should bring in a boy rabbit and a mummy rabbit and get them to do it in the middle of the classroom?"

I saw Sarah blush..."No stupid but they could show videos or actual photographs of what's going on!"

Dawn looked up now...she pointed the blunt end of her pencil at her sister, "You just want to see how animals do it so that you know what Gary Brown wants to do to you!"

Sarah lashed out at her sister, punching her on her shoulder before running for her bedroom, her face now bright red.

"So...who is Gary Brown?"

Dawn was making her flowers petals a vibrant lilac colour and the stamen an egg yoke yellow, "His first name is Gary but his last name is unpronounceable, he's from Somalia and has dark brown skin so everyone calls him Gary Brown at school, he's a year nine boy and he fancies Sarah but she's too scared because he's a lot bigger than the boy..." Dawn looked over her shoulder, fixed me in the eye and gave me an awkward grin, I could see that her expression was one of, 'Cat, out and of the bag!' before she went back to labelling the parts of the flower head.

I went through to the living room and looked back, Dawn and Peter were both still working at their homework. It crossed my mind that by the time I was Dawn's age, I'd been having sex for four years and even been putting on sexual demonstrations in the classroom for boys even younger than Peter who was eight years old.

I climbed the stairs and knocked on Sarah's bedroom door.

"WHAT!"

"It's me Sarah, wind your neck in a little, I want to talk to you!"

"Mum, I don't need you to give me a hard time!"

"You don't know what a hard time is darling...but, if you don't invite me in...you'll find out what a hard time is very quickly!"

"God mum...okay, come in if it is so important to you!"

I opened her bedroom door and stepped into her room, you don't have to be embarrassed about having a boyfriend...not with me at any rate...your father wouldn't understand though so wait until you're at least sixteen before you mention boys to him!"

"What makes you think that I have a boyfriend...all Dawn said was that Gary was interested in me but I haven't encouraged him in any way! Anyway, he's far too old for me"

I pulled her face towards me so that I could look into her eyes...I avoided issuing any pain as I straightened the girl out, I also avoided saying that I had been trained by experts in getting information out of unwilling victims.

"You do know that sex is 'Normal' don't you...everyone does it!"

"Yes mum, even you and dad do it, I heard you guys last night!"

"Probably another thing not to mention to your father...anyway, I wasn't talking about Gary from Somalia, I got the feeling from Dawn that you have an actual boyfriend...or at least, had a boyfriend!"

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"I'll kill the little bitch!"

"Don't be like that darling...you love Dawn...you know you do, she didn't actually say anything, I just got the feeling that you have a boy that's close to your own age at the moment and that you may be interested in this older boy but that you may be frightened that he could be too big for you!"

Sarah gasped, "Mum! Not too big...too old...year nine boys expect a girl to go all the way on their first date...and then they expect more and more from a girl every time they see her. My best friend..." Sarah paused at this point and looked at me more closely, she had obviously assumed that Dawn had told me more about the boy than she actually had, "...Simon...who just happens to be a boy but not really my boyfriend...he is in my class and is happy to keep things simple until I'm ready to go further!"

I saw Sarah relax a little, the first time that she had ever admitted to having a friend that just happened to be a boy...no, a best friend who was a boy...up until that point in her life, Sarah had never admitted that boys even existed...even Peter, her younger brother barely made it over her radar horizon.

I looked casually around Sarah's bedroom, "So the thing that you said earlier...the thing about wishing that there were more practical demonstrations in Biology...was that just for effect?"

The corners of Sarah's mouth turned up slightly, she was working out if she should tell me the truth...or tell me a lie.

"In class, Simon told his friends that his grandfather's hobby was breeding rabbits and he lets Simon watch as they do it, Simon told Miss Smedley that he'd seen rabbits screwing hundreds of times and it didn't look anything like the pictures in the textbooks."

"I can't imagine that Miss Smedley was very impressed with that, she doesn't even like boys talking in class, never mind saying a word like screwing!"

Sarah laughed, "No, she threw him out of the class, sent him to the year head who put Simon into detention...that's why Gary hit on me...because I wasn't walking with Simon like I usually do."

"Did you like it...I mean, having an older boy hit on you..."

My mind instantly flashed back to a few hours earlier when I'd allowed my handler to fuck me and he was twice my age...twice my age and four times the screw that John had ever been.

"I was really worried, for a start off, he's black...secondly, he's so much older, he's had tons of girlfriends and 'C', he has a reputation for having a bad temper, you know, he's always fighting with people, that kind of thing."

"Didn't you mean 'Thirdly'? you said firstly first..." my mind floated back to my meeting with my handler, he was well over sixty years old but very powerful...while he was fucking me I knew that he could have killed me with his bare hands and as he fucked me, he was proving to me just how much power he had in his old and wrinkled body...especially when he flipped my body over and fucked my arse. "...then you said second and finally 'C', not third or thirdly!"

Sarah laughed, "Sorry mum, we do that at school all the time, it drives the teachers up the wall...so we do it even more just to make them crazy."

"So, are you really interested in watching animals mating?"

"I'm just curious mum, Simon has watched rabbits in real life loads of times...I was just curious about what happened!"

"So...just rabbits or other animals?"

Sarah shrugged her shoulders, "I suppose any animals mating would be good to get a feeling of what actually happens!"

"What about humans?"

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That stopped Sarah laughing, she gave me a serious look, "What...you mean watch a film of humans doing 'IT' together?"

"Film...real life...I'm sure that either could be arranged!"

The corners of Sarah's mouth turned upwards slightly again, not quite a full smile but..."What...like watch you and dad the next time you guys play mummies and daddies together?"

It was my turn to laugh this time, "No, that wouldn't give you a very good idea of what humans having sex should be like...it would need a better man than your father to show you how it's done properly."

"So, you would be okay with it...I mean...me watching you would be okay but with another man...not my dad?"

Sarah was testing me, calling my bluff, "I think I could do that..."

Sarah interrupted me, "Come off it mum, your far too shy...it took me and Dawn an age to get you to just put a bikini on and go out on the public beach when we were in Greece over Easter!"

"I hear your father is home, I have to do a quick dinner...what would you like?"

"Anything with chips for me."

I tweaked Sarah's nose and ruffled her hair before leaving her bedroom...the question of what to have for dinner was mute, if I ever asked any of my kids what they wanted, the answer would always be chips...so much so that I bought in industrial quantities of frozen chips so that I would always be sure that I'd have something that the kids would eat at least.

As I walked away I heard Sarah chuckling, in her mind she had called my bluff and I'd run away with my tail between my legs but as I walked away, it was me with a massive smile on my face...fulfilling the new task set for me by by my handler just got so much easier.

I met John in the living room, kissed him and sent him up for his shower, telling him that his dinner would be ready in thirty minutes.

I'd be cooking a nice thick steak for John, with a fried egg and mushrooms as well as a few chips...for me and the kids, it would be a pile of chicken nuggets and chips, John hated processed chicken but the kids and I loved them.

We ate together around the kitchen table and talked about our day, Dawn talked excitedly about walking home with Gary, the Somali asylum seeker, we all knew the boy, he had come over the English Channel hanging under a transcontinental truck, he had claimed his age was fourteen but had no paperwork to prove that, many people...John included...didn't believe him, the general consensus of opinion was that he was at least eighteen years old or even older.

Sarah didn't have much to say about school but she did keep giving me strange looks over the table. John turned to me and asked me what I'd been up to all day.

"I cleaned the house and got a sneezing fit from the dust so I took myself off for a good long walk out on the common."

John waved his fork in my direction, "The common isn't really safe at this time of the year, too many strange men out on the common in the summer."

"The only problem I had was getting caught out by that sudden shower we had without my coat on. Talking of strange men...how are you getting on with your new boss?"

"I don't really have anything to do with him...I doubt that he even knows that I exist!"

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I looked over at Sarah and smiled at her as I said, "You need to do something to get him to notice you, I think you said he was single! You should invite him over for dinner one evening...or a barbeque one Sunday while the weather is good!"

I saw Sarah jump a little, she said, "Our back garden would be great to do a barbeque in, this is the first house we've lived in that had a garden big enough to have a barbeque in."

I looked back at John, "What photograph do you have on your desk at the moment?"

"The same picture I've always had, you and me at our wedding."

I smiled and stood up, I went through to the living room and picked up the eight by ten, glossy photograph, of me and the kids at the wedding of John's niece. It was a year ago, a lovely summer's day and we three girls were all dressed in matching summer dresses and Peter even had his hair brushed and glued in place with Brylcreem and was wearing a white shirt. John had taken the photograph so he wasn't in it himself.

"Here...put this picture on your desk instead...I don't think it creates a good impression if you're in the picture that you're looking at all day, it makes you look a little narcissistic!"

Dawn had just placed her last fork full of mechanically reclaimed poultry meat into her mouth, she waved her fork in the air, "Mum, does that word mean someone is a drug taker?"

It was actually a very good question, "No darling, the word is similar but the word for drugs is narcotics but I don't think anyone has ever called them 'narcoticssistic' darling."

She chewed a little more, swallowed and said, "Well then, what does that word mean?"

"Narcissistic means, 'having or showing an excessive interest in or admiration of oneself and one's physical appearance' darling."

"Oh, you mean Sarah when she's getting ready for school so that Simon will fall in love with her."

I flashed a quick look at Sarah and held up my hand to stop her lashing out the way she had done earlier. I actually felt John tense all of his muscles at my side, "Now Dawn, that isn't a nice thing to say about your sister...it is only natural when a girl gets to twelve years old that she wants to start looking nice for her special friend."

"You said it about dad!"

"I didn't say he was narcissistic, I just said that looking at a photograph of himself all day long might make other people think he is, that isn't a good impression to make, especially on your boss...not when you're hoping for a promotion, you want to be noticed for your work, not for a negative personality defect!"

John took the photograph off of me, "I actually like this picture, thanks...I'll swap the frame though, the frame on my desk is much nicer than this one...are you sure that you don't mind me taking this picture in to work for everyone to see?"

I knew what John was getting at, my wedding dress had been a high necked, very long dress...only my hands and face were on display, the photograph from his niece's wedding showed me in a short summer dress with quite a low cut front. Sarah was wearing her first bra in that picture too and you could actually see a little of her bra strap in the picture. I'd helped Sarah to get dressed and I'd carefully hidden her bra straps from view...she must have readjusted them, just to show off to everyone that she had crossed that major milestone in a young girls life...the first time that she needs to wear a bra to a function.

I didn't offer John sex when we went to bed...my sex earlier in the almost empty house two streets away from home had been such a pleasurable experience that I didn't want to mar that memory...not today at any rate.

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Over breakfast, John mentioned that he would be out of the office between ten o'clock in the morning and two o'clock in the afternoon, he was going to a meeting at the ministry of agriculture and fisheries, they wanted a bigger pot of their annual budget in the first half of the year and the smaller portion in the last six months, John had the task of checking through their figures, if the treasury allowed them to take such a large amount early, the worry was that they'd be forced to ask for more than their allowed budget by the end of the year...they had to prove that they could survive the whole year without coming back 'Cap in hand' for more money in November.

I waited until ten thirty and rang John's desk phone. One of the other analysts answered his phone and I told him that I was looking for my husband, "I need him to arrange for a day's holiday on Friday but I need to know right now or I'll miss my slot at the hospital."

John's co-worker suggested that I talk to the department head and he put me through to the big man's office.

"Adam, I'm sorry to bother you at such a busy time, I'm John Clarke's wife, Victoria, I was trying to get in touch with him to see if he could book a holiday for Friday...I have an opportunity to get two tickets for final day of the test match At Lords but I have to say yes to the tickets in the next hour or they'll be passed on to someone else."

"Now I'm really jealous of your husband...not many men have a wife that likes cricket enough to sit all day at a test match."

I gave a girly giggle over the telephone, "I'm not really keen on cricket but I know that John loves it, so I put up with an occasional match to keep him happy, if I could get a surrogate partner for him, I'd gladly stop at home. Erm, I don't think we've ever met have we Adam..."

"No, I've only been at the Treasury for a few months."

"I mean from before...I used to be at the Ministry of Defence before the cutbacks in two thousand and eight and met lots of civil servants from all over the government."

"Oh! You were one of the victims of the night of the long knives?"

"I was out on maternity leave, I think that they saw my empty desk and popped it into the skip...along with my job!"

"I didn't realise that John had children or that you were in the service...I've seen the photograph of the two of you on your wedding day on his desk when I've passed him in the office but I've never seen a picture of your child...what did you have?"

"Little girl...well, not so little now, girls grow up quickly these days."

I almost heard Adam purr with pleasure as I talked about Sarah.

"So, your daughter is twelve years old I guess!"

"Well, one is twelve, the other is ten..." Adam let out a little gasp when I mentioned that I had two daughters, inside the gasp I was sure that I heard, 'Lucky bastard...' or something like it in Adam's intake of breath. "...once I had been made redundant, we decided to complete our little family in one go before I had to go out and start looking for work."

"So, did you stop at the two children?"

"No, we had a son as well, Peter is eight years old!"

"Three children so close together...sounds like a lot of hard work."

"It has been but now that Sarah is twelve, she's more independent...hey, have you seen John's desk today?"

"No, why?"

"I think he may have changed the photograph on his desk, he took a lovely family group picture last year...he's missing of course, he was holding the camera!"

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"Just hold on a moment..." I heard the sound of Adam forwarding my call over to his mobile phone, "...I'm sorry about the quality of the line but mobile phones struggle in this old building!"

"Yes, I know, that's why John doesn't use a mobile phone, he could never make a call from the office."

I heard the sound of Adam walking quickly through the main office, the usual background noise of an office with forty people all working diligently, then I heard Adam gasp again, "My god...what a beautiful family...the young lad is a lucky bugger...growing up in a house with three such beautiful ladies! I assume that Sarah is on your right...she looks a lot older than twelve years old!"

As soon as I put the phone down I rushed to the supermarket again to buy another disposable phone, once again using my disguise as a Muslim woman to avoid being traced at some future point. I walked over to Bromley Common to phone my handler.

"I didn't tell you to contact me!"

"I'm sorry but I need two tickets to the last day of the cricket test match and they've been sold out for months."

"Why?"

"I spoke to Adam Cartwright this morning...I was planning on inviting Adam to dinner one evening or to a Sunday barbeque or something, I used the excuse that I needed to speak to John urgently to see if he could get the day off work on Friday and used the cricket match as my excuse, I told him that I'd been offered two tickets for me and John but I had to say yes or no quickly. Adam showed a lot of interest in the cricket match so I'll offer one of the tickets to him if you can get me two tickets...it's a way of getting John into Adam's good books."

"Very simple, very safe, a good way to get Adam into some contact with your family, less clumsy than most approaches would seem!"

"You're right by the way, Adam is interested in young girls, it sounded like he almost climaxed as he looked at the picture I gave John to put on his desk with me, Sarah, Dawn and Peter on it...Sarah was showing a little bra strap in the picture, I could almost hear Adam stroking the photograph as he talked to me."

"Okay, I'll have to lift a few stones and shake a few trees, don't dump the phone just yet, turn the phone off, change your location by at least two miles and turn the phone back on at exactly twelve noon and I'll ring you!"

I flicked the power button to turn the phone off and caught a bus to a neighbouring borough, I spent the time until noon walking around Eden Park, I was looking for a cell phone transmitting mast in a quiet location where I could see if anyone approached me...why a transmitting mast...because if I could get in really close, it would prevent my phone's signal being triangulated easily from nearby phone masts as I'd be within the cone of radio interference from the mast.

I turned my phone on at noon exactly and within a few seconds it rang.

"Hi, I've had to twist a few arms up people's backs but I've managed to get two very good seats from a business man who wants an invitation to pitch for a government contract...it won't be a problem to John and Adam though, the contract isn't with the UK Government so no one can accuse either of them of accepting a bribe."

I had to call back to the house that I'd called at yesterday to collect the tickets to the cricket match as we didn't have much time before Friday...that prospect filled me with excitement...another chance to fuck with a sex expert, two good fucks in two days was a prospect too good to miss after so many years of uninspiring sex with John.

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I rushed back to Hayes and ran all the way from the bus stop to my handler's house...well, I doubt if it was actually his house and it was unusual for a handler to use the same location twice for a meeting. The front door was, once again, unlocked. I walked straight in and through to the living room where, without being asked, I stripped totally naked and walked through to the back room, the room that was in total darkness. I actually saw two shadowy figures in the very back of the room, nothing was said, I just climbed onto the table top and opened my legs wide, reached between my legs with both hands and pulled my labia wide open, pointing my wide open cunt in the direction of the two men.

As the two men moved in on me I recognised the shape of my handler, he was shorter and more powerfully built than the other man who was taller, more sinewy and from the way he moved, I guessed that he was actually a lot younger than the first man as he approached me.

The first man stood back and let the younger one inspect me, the standard tests, searching every possible body cavity in case I was trying to hide a listening or recording device inside my body, when the younger man searched my anal cavity with his finger, it certainly entered my bum a lot easier than yesterday after the hard pounding my bottom had taken the day before.

Once he was certain that there were no bugs or listening devices hidden in my body, he turned to the first man and said, "Michael, are we allowed to fuck the women we're handling?"

So now I knew my handler's name...well, actually, the one thing that I could be certain of, whatever his real name was, it would bare no resemblance to Michael!

"Certainly, this one loves good sex, her husband is a very vanilla lover...very vanilla man, she loves the excitement of sex with strangers."

I had sex with both men, the younger man was fitter and faster as he fucked me and he could climax and regain his erection reasonably quickly but Michael was still a much better shag...the disappointing thing was though, Michael had been recalled to Russia so that this would be my last fuck from him. Michael was training his replacement to look after me before he left England...he was going to the international school to teach practical sex education to the next generation of Russian spies. I felt very jealous of the kids at my old school getting to have sex with such an experienced man as Michael.

The high spot of my afternoon of debauchery came when my new handler lay on his back on the table top, I rode him cow girl style while Michael climbed on behind me and fucked my back passage, my first dual bang since I was at school.

At some point during the fuck, Michael called my new handler Justin, now that could have been his cover identity, like mine was Victoria or his code name...actually I was more than certain that Victoria was probably the only name I'd ever been given officially, mainly because of the way that I was delivered to the nursery at the International school, still covered with traces of my mother's blood from her giving birth to me, I seriously doubted that I was ever officially registered as being born in Mother Russia, I'd just been tagged with the code name 'Fleet Whore' and I'd carried that with me all of my life.

As I got dressed, still drenched in the sweat and semen from another mammoth sex session, I spoke to Justin.

"Is the plan still to try and capture Adam Cartwright in a honey trap with one of my daughters?"

Justin was a little pissed at me for calling him Justin, obviously I wasn't supposed to have heard Michael calling him Justin during the 'Fog of war' that happens during frantic sex...Justin nodded his head, "Yes, that is still the plan, we need proof that Adam is a paedophile...our researchers believe that Adam's next promotion will see him moved into a pivotal position in the Ministry of Defence and we need to be pulling his strings from the first moment and if we can get a little financial information out of him while he is still heading his department at the treasury, that will help our coffers out, help pay for equipment that you sleepers in the field need, equipment like this..."

Justin handed me a little package, "...we got this little lapel pin for your husband to wear, it is just like his union's usual badge but this one has a micro camera and microphone built into it, the camera will film in almost zero light, it links to a mobile phone by blue tooth and will automatically record twenty four hours a day but it can be stopped and started just by touching it if it is in manual mode. You can use it while you're gathering data on Adam Cartwright, pair it with your own phone and just swap the micro SD card, even if you haven't filmed anything interesting on it, pass the micro SD card on to me at our daily meeting out on the common at eleven thirty every day...I'll be out walking a dog and we'll use the dog's collar as the 'Postal Drop' I'll add new instructions to you on my card and take your old card away, leave me any comments that you want to pass on to me, either in text documents or a voice message.

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"Well, Sarah is starting to show an interest in sex but is frightened, she's worried that a boy will hurt her when she first has sex, I broached the prospect with her last night that she could watch someone having sex, just to see how much fun it could be...so, I was wondering if you'd wait for me out on the common later tonight...say, eight thirty...ish and let her watch us having sex!"

Are you sure that is a good idea, letting your daughter watch you committing adultery with a stranger out on the common?"

"We joked when I mentioned her watching me having sex, I told her that the man would have to be someone other than her father because he was a crap fuck and she'd learn nothing at all from watching him."

My parting comment to Justin was that our sex would have to be gentle and loving so as not to frighten Sarah off of sex before she even got started...and so with a rough outline of our game plan agreed, I left my handlers house and walked home.

It was the second day on the trot that I'd arrived home after the kids had got in from school because of sex, well, after they got home from school at any rate, Dawn and Peter were both inside the house doing their homework on the kitchen table, Sarah was at the end of our drive talking to a boy that I recognised from her class at school who I assumed was Simon but at the corner of the street, I saw a much older boy, an African looking boy, he was just hanging around watching Sarah talking to the boy...the name Gary popped into my head, and if the boy was Gary, he certainly looked far older than the fourteen years that he claimed to be.

As I walked past him I said, "Hello." and smiled at him.

He returned my smile and he sucked air through his teeth as he looked me over, there was a whispered, "You smell of sex missus and you look well fucked!"

When I reached my drive I ruffled Sarah's hair and said, "Hello." to the boy standing talking to her. I was about to walk on down the drive but stopped and turned, "I'm Victoria...Sarah's mother, who are you?"

The boy had a worried look on his face as I spoke to him, "I know you're Sarah's mum Mrs. Clarke...I've seen you around at school, I'm Simon Preston."

"Well, Simon Preston, would you like to come in for a cookie or a slice of cake and a drink of something?"

Inviting Simon into the house removed the worried look from his face and moved it over to Sarah's.

I walked into the kitchen, got all the kids a snack, told Sarah to take Simon into the living room, then I told Dawn and Peter to stay out of the living room and then I had to take a shower...mind you, John wouldn't have recognised from my smell and the mess covering my body what I'd been up to all afternoon. John wouldn't recognise what a well fucked woman looked like. John would be so enthusiastic and energetic during sex that I could actually work on a Sudoku puzzle while we fucked...mind you, I wouldn't be able to finish that puzzle during the fuck on a normal day because it only took me five minutes to finish a puzzle, so I'd have to do the puzzle over three separate fucks!

I didn't get dressed after my shower, I went down to the kitchen wearing my dressing gown with a towel wrapped around my head. When I started down the stairs, Sarah and Simon were sitting on seats on opposite sides of the room and that was a big disappointment to me. Simon was starting to remind me of John when we first met but there was one flash of a difference between them, as I started down the stairs, Simon's eyes flicked up to me so I allowed the front of my dressing gown to slip open a little at the bottom, flashing rather a lot of thigh...there may even have been a little hair on show too, I didn't know how much I had exposed because I was being casual about how I was doing it. If Simon had been John, he would have blushed and looked away when we first met but Simon didn't blush...Simon didn't look away, he smiled at me and watched every step I took on my way down to the living room.

As I passed through the living room, I looked at Sarah, she was totally uptight, she was sitting forward in her seat, her knees and ankles clenched together, her school skirt covering her knees and both of her hands were gripping the hem of her skirt, keeping it in place...not that it would have mattered if she had let her skirt's hem slide up a little, she was wearing thick tights, even though it was summer time.

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Once I was in the kitchen I called Sarah and told her to bring their plates and glasses through to me in the kitchen, I gestured with my head to the back door and then I walked out into the back garden with Sarah following me.

Once in the garden I said, "Did you see the way Simon looked at me as I came down the stairs?"

"Of course I did mum, you were flashing your body almost all the way to your..." Sarah looked all around nervously to make sure that we were totally alone in the back garden and she lowered her voice to a whisper, "...tits!"

"I was showing off when I realised that you weren't really interesting him...sitting the way you were, all closed up like that!"

"What do you mean?"

"You know, you were leaning forward, your skirt pulled down over your knees, legs tight together...you weren't giving the poor boy anything to look at to get him interested!"

"Well, what should I have done?"

"You should have been sitting on the sofa and not the chair so he could sit next to you if he wanted too for a start and it's a warm day, what the hell are you doing wearing those thick tights? If you had to sit opposite him, you should have sat right back in your seat, that would have lifted the hem of your skirt above your knees, showing a little skin to the boy and...and, if you're really interested in Simon, you should have opened your knees a little...you don't have to flash all the way up to your knickers, just show off a little more skin!"

Sarah chuckled, "All the things that dad would tell me not to do in front of a boy!"

"Like I said yesterday, your father isn't really interested in sex, if I hadn't led him all the way when we first met, he'd still be a virgin today."

"Can I go now please, Simon will think I've left him!"

"Leave your tights with me if you want Simon looking at you instead of me!"

Sarah gave me a strange look, it was a kind of mixture of confusion, angst and constipation, it took her a long second before she reached out with her left hand, taking a hold of my forearm to steady herself, she lifted her left foot, shook it until her shoe fell off and then pulled her tights down, all the way off of her left foot before replacing her now naked foot back into her shoe. She repeated the act with her right foot and then handed me her tights before flouncing back into the house.

I couldn't help myself, my hand went straight to the crotch of her tights, they were still warm and very wet...my little girl was so turned on by Simon that it must have been very painful not to have the courage to do anything about it.

I went through the back door into the kitchen just seconds after Sarah, I threw her tights into the washing machine to wait for the next wash and followed Sarah into the living room, she was still sitting opposite Simon but at least now she was on the sofa and not the single chair.

I stood in the open doorway from the kitchen to the living room just as Sarah leaned back in her seat, the bottom hem of her skirt rode up a few inches. Her arms were at her side, her hands on the seat cushion. I saw Sarah take a swallow followed by a deep breath and then she parted her knees while Simon looked on greedily. I was standing behind Simon as Sarah displayed her charms to him...from my position I had a sightline with the top of Simon's ear and Sarah's knees, I saw a little flash of Sarah's pink knickers and if I saw them, so did Simon. I saw his ears wiggle slightly as his face was cleaved in two by a massive smile.

I think that Simon's lecherous look frightened Sarah, either that or she had just realised that my head was just peeping over the top of Simon's head and she panicked, she didn't close her knees but she did move her right hand from the seat cushion to her skirt, pushing it down between her thighs and closing the tunnel to her knickers.

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I stepped into the room and touched Simon's shoulder so that he could think that Sarah had closed the door because she had seen me coming.

"Will you be stopping for dinner Simon Preston?" as I asked him that, I was pressing the back of his shoulder, gently easing him in Sarah's direction, "I've just got to get dressed before Sarah's father gets home and then I'll get right on to cooking dinner as soon as I'm dressed."

I gave one last push before I headed for the stairs, Simon had taken my unspoken hint and as I started to climb the stairs, Simon moved across the room, his left hand headed straight for Sarah's knee and he leaned in to kiss her but just as their lips touched his mobile phone burbled.

Simon jumped away from Sarah and he answered the call, he said very little but the woman calling him was so loud that I could hear the small speaker inside the phone modulating, not enough to hear what she was saying but enough to tell that it was a woman...

"I'm on my way now mum, be there in two minutes."

Simon gave Sarah an apologetic look and then he looked at me as I was just stepping onto the first step of the staircase, "I'm sorry Mrs Clarke, my mum brought a takeaway for dinner and she's hopping mad because I wasn't at home doing my homework..." he looked from me to Sarah, he shrugged his shoulders, "...sorry Sarah, I'll see you at school tomorrow...perhaps your mum will let me come bye on Saturday morning!" he looked from Sarah to me as if to seek confirmation, I just nodded my head and made the first step as Simon ran out of the room.

I went into my bedroom feeling a little disappointed for Sarah, she got over a massive hurdle and at the last minute, 'Mother stopped play!' and it wasn't Sarah's mother that stopped her game, it was Simon's mother. I pushed my bedroom door closed as I walked through it, I let my dressing gown fall to the floor and realised that my door hadn't closed, I turned to look, Sarah had run up the stairs after me so now I was facing Sarah and I was totally naked.

I'd expected Sarah to be massively disappointed after Simon ran out on her but she had a look of elation on her face.

"Did you see him mum...did you see?"

"See what darling?"

"It was Simon...he kissed me...you were right there in the room with us and Simon kissed me..." Sarah leaned down slightly and rubbed her right inner thigh, just above her knee, "...kissed me and touched me...right here!"

Sarah threw her arms around my neck and kissed me, "Thanks mum, thanks for convincing me to relax with Simon!"

I unpeeled Sarah's arms from around my neck and headed for my wardrobe, I took a long voluminous Indian cotton dress from my wardrobe and pulled it on over my body, just the dress and nothing else...well, nothing but a little Civil Service Union Pin that I attached to the front of my dress, just above my left breast, I heard my mobile phone buzz gently as I touched the pin, so I stroked it for a second time to turn the recording that was being made in my phone off.

"Mum, don't you need a bra and knickers on under such a thin dress?"

"I love to walk around like this...you just never look at me closely, I'm just your mother and so, invisible most of the time!"

"What if Peter spots the way you're dressed?"

"Would that be so bad...one day, Peter will need help with his biology classes too!"

Sarah looked shocked.

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"You should get changed out of your school clothes darling, and if your knickers are as wet as your tights were, you'd be better leaving them off all together for a few hours so that you can dry out naturally...why don't you put your white Indian cotton dress on as well..." I paused slightly as I fixed her eyes with mine, "...we could look like twins if we dressed exactly the same!" I followed my comment up with a wink.

Sarah turned and went to her own bedroom, she was back out in a minute flat. She was wearing her white Indian cotton dress. I put my hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. For the first time in over a year, Sarah was dressed but hadn't put her bra on under her dress. I let her go in front of me and patted her bottom, no knickers either!

I cooked dinner as quickly as I could and we all ate together around the kitchen table, there was a round of the evening quiz show, 'What did you do today?'

Peter went first, he'd scored a goal during his sports lesson and that was the total focus of his day, Dawn said that she'd scored a goal in rounders during her sports class, John interrupted her, "You don't usually score a goal in rounders darling, you score runs...just like in cricket!"

"Oh, I scored three runs as well, but I was aiming for Amanda Green because she was trying to trip me up as I was running my rounds so eventually I scored a goal right in the kisser...pity the rounders ball is so soft!"

John looked over at Sarah, "And what did you do today darling?"

Sarah lowered her head slightly, it looked like she was looking down at her dinner but I could see that she was actually looking at me, "I think a boy in my class is sweet on me, he kissed me today!"

I saw Sarah retract her head down into her shoulders slightly in readiness for her father exploding all over her but the volcanic eruption didn't happen.

"Is the boy nice...I mean, well, would I know him?"

"His name is Simon, he was in the school play with me last month, he was the wounded soldier talking about the battle of Flanders Fields!"

I watched as John nodded his head, "Yes, I remember him, he looked like he might be quite handsome under all of that make up and those bandages."

It was my turn to but in this time, "I've told Simon that it would be okay for him to call round on Saturday if he wanted to!"

John nodded his head again and then he looked at me, "How about your day darling? Did you talk to Adam Cartwright today?"

"I did, I phoned him to invite him to come to dinner one day next week but I didn't in the end...these turned up out of the blue..." I showed him the two tickets for the following day, the final day of the cricket test match at the Oval, the cricket match that I'd been recording all week for John to watch in the evenings when he got home from work. "I sewed the seed in his head that I had two tickets for the match and asked him if you could have a day's holiday to go to the final day with me but led him to believe that I didn't really like cricket...I think that you should take the tickets in to work tomorrow and do an hour's work before the match gets under way, you tell Adam that I've backed out and ask him if he'd like the extra ticket...should be worth a thousand points in the promotion bank."

John smiled at me, "If it was left up to you, I'd be Prime Minister within five years!"

We finished dinner and I tasked Sarah with helping me wash the dishes while John went through to the living room to catch up with the days play and Dawn and Peter went through as well to play a board game together.

I washed the dishes while Sarah dried them, "You fancy coming out with me for a walk over the common?"

Sarah pulled a face...that, 'I'd rather have red hot needles pushed into my eyeballs' kind of a face.

I raised my eyebrows and whispered, "You never know what's about at this time in the evening, could be all kinds of animals out there performing their mating rituals for anyone who might be about to see them!"

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Sarah looked shocked, she whispered, "You're not serious...you can't be!"

I smiled at her, "You'll never know if you don't come with me!"

Sarah nodded her head, "Okay..."

I dried my hands and walked into the living room, "Right, I'm going out for a little walk with Sarah, Peter, in bed by eight thirty, lights out and asleep by nine, Dawn, you go up at eight forty-five and be asleep by nine fifteen please..." then I turned my attention to John, I kissed him on his forehead, "...if the kids make too much noise send them up to their rooms earlier..." I moderated my voice to a whisper, "...I'm going to have a little mum/daughter chat with Sarah while we're out!"

Sarah had put her jacket on and was holding mine.

"It's a very warm night out Sarah, we don't really need jackets!"

"But mum, we're almost naked...what if someone...something..."

"Don't worry, I'll stop anything unpleasant happening to you while we're out!"

We lived on George Lane, it was a cul-de-sac and the road ended three houses away from ours, the road ended at Bromley Common, cars couldn't drive onto the common but there was a pedestrian access. I linked arms with Sarah, "So, what about Simon...you've told your father about him so it must be serious between the two of you!"

Sarah smiled, "I like him, like him a lot but...he isn't really very exciting, seems a lot like dad from what you were saying about him...Gary would be more exciting but I know what he's like, he'd be exciting for a day or two and then he'd move on to the next girl and then the one after that!"

It was my turn to smile now...Sarah could have just passed her 'Year Three Sex Education Theory Test!' back at the international school in Russia.

It was less than one hundred yards from our driveway to the gate into Bromley Common and just a few yards inside the common there was a massive wood. I could see Justin pacing up and down at the edge of the wood from the gateway into the common.

"We'll walk this way I think darling!"

I pulled Sarah in the direction that Justin was pacing up and down, as we reached him, I gave him a smile and said, "Good evening...nice evening for it!" and then we walked on.

I leaned in to Sarah and whispered into her ear, "What about him, would you like to watch him fuck me?"

Sarah gasped, "Mum, I thought that you were joking...I was sure that you'd chicken out...even if you had intended to do IT in front of me!"

I spotted a cut in the wall of underbrush that led into the trees, I gestured with my head, "In here will do I think!"

The cut into the wood was only eighteen inches wide so I pushed Sarah into it ahead of me, I looked back at Justin before following her. The cut only went ten feet before it opened out into a banjo clearing, the clearing went no further, the ground was covered in used tissues and spent condoms, it served just one purpose, a meeting place for people with nowhere else private to go to have illicit sex.

Sarah looked all around, "Now where?"

"We're here, this is as far as we need to go!"

Sarah looked down the cut and back out into the common, "Will he follow us?"

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I nodded my head, "I'm sure that he's only out here, alone at this time of the evening, to find someone to have sex with!"

I had my back to the cut, I saw Sarah's body stiffen and mouthed, "Is he?"

Sarah nodded her head.

Justin almost walked into me, "I'm sorry, I thought that this path went through!"

I turned to face him, "No, this is as far as it goes...what are you looking for?"

Justin smiled at me, "I'm looking for anything on offer!"

"Sadly...this evening, I'm all that's on offer, my daughter feels that she's too young to enjoy sex with a man yet!"

He smiled at me, then he reached up and he cupped my cheek in his right hand. I looped my left arm around his neck and kissed him, as we kissed, my right hand dropped to his trousers and I rubbed his cock through his trousers.

By the time I pulled my lips away from Justin's, I had pulled the zipper on his fly down, unfastened his belt and popped the button holding his waistband closed. I crouched at his side and pulled his trousers and underpants down to his ankles. He wasn't fully hard yet so I had to 'Fluff' him up with my hands. I looked up at Sarah, she looked almost catatonic...an extreme level of shock had taken her over. I reached out and tugged at her dress, she looked away from Justin's cock for the first time since I took it out of his trousers. I gestured with my head for Sarah to join me squatting in front of Justin. I touched my lapel pin to start it recording, the camera would have a wide angle lens so I didn't need to worry too much about framing a shot, it should capture everything that happened.

"When you're going to have sex with a stranger for the first time, it's really important that you check his cock...don't be afraid to handle him but be gentle...if you make a man lose interest too quickly, he may not get a second erection for several hours and some have a hair trigger, they explode at the gentlest touch."

I peeled back his foreskin, "Firstly smell his cock, it should smell clean, if it smells a little of piss, that's usually okay. Then look all along the length of his cock."

I took Sarah's hand and put it on Justin's cock, "Here, pull his foreskin back gently, you're looking for any breaks in the skin anywhere on his cock..." I made her lift his cock up and look under, "...this link of skin under the eye of his cock is called the frenulum, this is the first place that will show if he has an infection down here. Once you're happy that he is clean and has no visible issues, it is okay to carry on...while you're down here, it's okay to suck his cock if he'd like you to!"

I looked up at Justin's face, he was smiling and nodding his head.

I took his cock out of Sarah's hand and pulled it to my mouth, I sucked him for a few minutes and then pulled my lips away, "Even a cock as long as this can go all the way in your mouth if you're careful and practice often enough...I'm a little out of practice because your father will never let me get close to his cock with my mouth."

Sarah was still crouching at my side looking at his cock, I pointed it at her face, "Would you like to just try taking the head of his cock into your mouth...just so that you can say you've tried...you only have to take it in, if you don't like it, you can just spit him straight out again."

Sarah was reluctant so I looped my right hand around the back of her neck and pulled her face in closer to his cock as I aimed it for her lips...she was really reluctant but eventually she opened her mouth and I pushed the head of his cock into her mouth. At first, she just squatted there impassively, no movement of any kind, I started to massage his cock, sliding my hand from Sarah's mouth to his balls and then back. I saw her eyes open wide...

"Did you just get a bitter taste in your mouth?"

Sarah nodded her head and then there was a look of total surprise on her face.

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"That's called pre-cum, lots of girls will tell you that it's horrible but just remember, it is really special for your lover if you get him off with your mouth that you swallow it all, don't spit any of it out...you'll soon get used to the taste if you do it often enough."

Sarah wasn't being passive so much now, after nodding her head I noticed that she had taken a little more of his cock into her mouth, she had his head and an inch of his length in her mouth, she was actually sucking and it looked like she was also licking over the head of his cock.

I smiled at her, "You've done great darling...mommies turn again now though!"

I took Justin's cock into my mouth again but this time I was out to prove to Sarah that a girl could take a cock of any length deep into her mouth, I eventually got my top lip buried in his pubic hair and my bottom lip pressing into his ball sack. I took Sarah's hand again and put it on my throat so that she could feel his cockhead swelling my throat from the inside out. Justin gasped and I pulled away from his cock quickly

"Ooops! Almost took him too far there...if you don't like a boy enough to let him fuck you, you can always suck his cock for him so long as he is clean...it's as impersonal as shaking his hand really!"

I stood up and pulled my dress off over my head, I hung it over a low branch at the side of the clearing, careful to make sure that the pin was open and that my hand bag was close enough for a good Bluetooth connection. Justin made a grab for my breasts, "Mmmm, lovely big tits and unbelievably firm!"

He turned me so that my back was to him, he pushed me forward a little, bent his knees and slipped in behind me, one thrust and he was in my cunt.

"Would you like to see my daughter's tits?"

I was looking into Sarah's eyes as I said it, there was a massive jolt of excitement flash over her face.

"I'd love to see her naked like you are right now!"

The look of excitement on Sarah's face turned to one of unease.

"Come on darling...what will it cost you to let the man look at you, I'll stop him from touching you if you don't want him to...it's okay for a man to look at a girl so long as he doesn't touch her if she doesn't want him to!"

Sarah visibly relaxed, her hands went for the bottom hem of her dress, she gripped it and then stopped. She was looking between my legs, she couldn't really see much though, all she was really sure of was that the man was screwing me but from behind, the way that rabbits and other animals usually did it.

I whispered, "Come on, all he wants to do is look!"

I saw Sarah swallow hard and take a deep breath, the way she had done when she opened her legs to flash Simon earlier and her dress was suddenly off, she threw her dress over the branch next to mine but that brought her in closer to Justin, he reached out for her breast, he had his left hand on one of my breasts and his right hand on one of Sarah's breasts. I didn't say anything, resisted the temptation of asking Sarah if it was okay for him to play with her tits...I just tried to keep it all casual and light.

I took Sarah's left hand and pulled it between my thighs, I put her hand directly over my pussy so that she could feel his cock again but this time, she felt him fucking my cunt rather than my throat.

I smiled at her, she gave me an awkward look...

Justin broke that mother/daughter bonding moment when he said, "I'm close...is it okay if I finish off in you?"

I shook my head, "Not that hole...my husband might want to use it in an hour's time..."

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On his outbound stroke, he pulled back further, I felt Sarah's fingers fall into my cunt as that space was now empty, I moved her fingers back a little so she could feel the new location of his cock as he slipped it up my bum.

I whispered, "Kiss him!"

Sarah turned slightly, there was no hesitation this time, Sarah lifted onto the tips of her toes and pressed her lips against his as he climaxed into my bottom. I heard Sarah gasp and looked down, Justin wasn't playing with Sarah's tits now, his hand was between her legs and he was flicking her bean with the tip of his fingers, he wasn't trying to insert, just clitoral stimulation.

I stepped away from Justin as his cock started to soften and was ejected from my bum by my anal muscle.

Nothing was said, Sarah just filled the vacant space that had been left when I moved away. Justin started to kiss Sarah with a lot more passion and he managed to whisper, "Is it okay if I push my finger up you?"

Sarah pulled her face away from his and looked over her shoulder at me...I nodded my head, she looked back at Justin, she nodded her head at him and then she gasped again, not a gasp of pleasure this time but a gasp of pain...Justin was of the school of thought that a band-aid should be ripped off as quickly as possible and with that in mind, he had been quite rough when he forced his finger into Sarah's vagina. I was digging through my handbag to find tissues and wet wipes to clean Justin's spunk out of my back passage. Justin gave Sarah a deep...deep climax with his finger buried deep in her pussy, he looked me in the eye and shrugged his shoulders as he nodded his head at me...

The final act in our unscripted play, Justin would check with me to see if I wanted him to go all the way with Sarah...I hadn't planned on having Justin use my bum when I planned our evening rendezvous and one thing that I knew would have been unhelpful to Sarah's sexual development was to have a shit covered cock in her cunt after having her hymen torn asunder on Justin's finger.

I shook my head and then pulled Sarah away from Justin, I handed her a wet wipe, "Here, clean between your legs with this!"

While Sarah was cleaning her own pussy, I was squatting in front of Justin, using a mixture of wet wipes and tissues to make his cock squeaky clean.

Justin left us naked in the clearing, we both had quite serious looks on our faces for thirty seconds after he left us and suddenly Sarah burst out laughing!

There were a few awkward moments as we stood around in the clearing, both of us totally naked, Sarah had got over her giggling fit, she took a deep breath, gave out a sigh and said, "Well, what next?"

"What do you mean darling?"

"Do you think another man will come in here?"

I looked around at the sexual detritus strewn around the clearing, "Well, it looks like this is a popular sight for sex but at this time on a Thursday evening, there might not be too many men wandering about out on the common looking for sex so there may not be any other takers tonight!"

"So...why are we still standing here totally naked?"

I smiled at her, when I said that I doubted that there would be any other men this evening, she actually looked disappointed, "I just love to be outside in the nude, I find it very sensual and exciting...you know, the thought that I could be caught."

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After fifteen minutes we both got dressed again, just one item of clothing so no big deal really. We linked arms and started to the cut back out onto the common, we couldn't go through the cut side by side so we unlinked our arms and just held hands. As we walked out of the cut, Sarah bumped into a boy heading into the cut, followed by an older man. There were mutual apologies muttered as we passed the boy and the man at the mouth of the cut.

Sarah's face turned into a picture of horror as we walked a few feet away from the cut, "What's the matter darling?"

"That boy was Gavin Hopewell, he's a year eight boy, he's very effeminate, the boys in my class all call him names like 'Cork Screw' and 'Cup Hook'!"

"Why?"

"They all think he's gay...you know, bent!"

I stopped and stepped back into the mouth of the cut into the woods. I pressed the lapel pin to turn the camera on again, heard the gentle buzz in my handbag just as I saw the elderly man hand over money to the boy, Gavin pushed the money into his pocket and then dropped his trousers and underpants and turned his back on the elderly man.

I pulled Sarah back to my side and whispered, "Well at least now you can say for sure that Gavin really is gay!"

"Okay mum, now we know that Gavin is gay, we don't have to keep watching...do we?"

"Darling, we have no idea who that man is, he could be an axe murdered or anything...it's always better to see what's going on, have proof before a more serious crime is committed than try to find it after!" that was actually a lie, I'd be handing the film on to Justin on the phone's micro-SD card our 'Mail Drop' the following day for Justin to if there was any mileage in the pictures to blackmail either the old man or the boy in the future!

We walked back towards our house but just before we reached our lane we turned right and walked down a narrow track that led between the side of the houses and the woods. In a few hundred yards there was a slightly wider track heading to the left from our narrow path. Bromley Common covered over three hundred acres, even if there were a dozen men out on the common looking for casual sex, you could walk around all day and never see one of them if you hadn't made prior arrangements...so it really was a forlorn hope...just wandering around aimlessly looking for a likely man in such a vast area of woodland and open fields...hoping to bump into them by accident.

As we reached the wider track to the left, dusk suddenly fell way faster than nature intended, I looked up at the sky, a vast sea of black clouds had swept in above us, running fast and turning a lovely warm and sunny evening into as cold and dark as a winters night.

As we were at the point where the wider track swept off to the left I made an executive decision, "I think we'd better cut our first outing short, we could just turn around and go straight back home, it's less than two hundred yards away back down the track...or!"

Sarah looked disappointed again before saying, "Or what mum?"

I gestured with my head along the left track, the track lead to Hayes Lane but before it got there it went through a small industrial estate that had once been just the local farm but now, all the barns and buildings had been converted into industrial units and each unit had a car park that in the daytime would be full of worker's and customer's cars but at this time of night, the car parks would all be empty apart from recreational users, parking their cars behind the factory buildings to get up to no good!

"Or...we could walk through the car parks on our way home, see if there are any doggers about!"

Okay, then I had to explain to Sarah exactly what a dogger was but that was okay, it took us close to ten minutes to walk to the first of the car parks. From the end of the track, we could see three of the six car parks and in all three of them there was just one car, it was tucked out of the way behind the factory building so that it couldn't be seen from any of the other properties on Hayes Lane, the car was parked out of sight with all of its windows open and three men were standing around it looking in, all three of them had their cocks out and were wanking as they watched the goings on in the back seat of the car.

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Sarah gasped, "I didn't believe you, all that stuff you were saying about dogging, I didn't think that it could actually existed, especially not here...tonight has been a real eye opener for me...I thought that we lived in this wonderful, quiet little bubble of suburban life where nothing exciting ever happened and now I find that there's all this exciting stuff going on all around us, how come none of my friends at school ever tell me anything about what goes on around here?"

"They may not know darling...I would never have told you anything about it if you hadn't mentioned yesterday that you wanted to see actual sex taking part!"

We had stopped just short of the car park, using the hedgerow surrounding the common to cover us from the group of men, I gestured towards the three men rubbing their cocks as they watched the couple that Sarah and I couldn't see fucking in the back of the car, "Which cock do you think is the nicest?"

Sarah studied the three men and then gasped before jumping backwards to get more cover from the hedgerow.

"What's the matter darling?"

"I think the bloke in the hoody might be Gary, the year nine boy from my school that hit on me yesterday!"

I took another peek around the bush, "Are you sure darling...that cock definitely doesn't belong to a fourteen year old boy...no matter what his nationality!" my turn to jump back as the man in the hoody looked in our direction, he must have heard something that spooked him but in the process of looking over his shoulder, I recognised him as the boy I'd seen earlier watching Sarah and Simon talking at the end of our drive.

"The guy in the hoody was watching you and Simon from the corner of our street earlier!"

"He must be desperate to get his hands on me...he's been sniffing around me for days."

"So, what do you think...would you like to try a taste of Gary's cock like you did with the guy in the clearing?"

Sarah took another peak around the side of the bush, "His cock looks different, it looks longer but thinner and the end looks funny!"

"He's circumcised, he's probably a Muslim, they are usually circumcised."

"What does that mean exactly?"

"they cut the boys foreskin off when he is very young, it helps stop infections, the ones that I was telling you about earlier, the ones that I was telling you to check for but more significantly, because they don't have the foreskin to protect their sensitive cock head. Their clothes rub against their cockhead and that desensitises them and when they grow up and start to have sex, it can take them a lot longer to reach a climax...that could be really good news for their sexual partners because the man fucks for a lot longer than an uncircumcised man."

Sarah giggled, "Mum...you've changed...changed a lot...you would never have described anyone as a sexual partner before, it was always a husband or a wife, implying no hanky panky outside of marriage!"

There was a sudden flash of light from the North, somewhere over the City of London, the fruits of our current black cloud cover was falling to earth...or, rather, jumping down at the speed of light. The flash caused Sarah and me to duck for cover, not from the lightening twelve miles away but from the illuminating effects of it, that and the fact that the flash had caused all three men to look in our direction.

There was a second and third flash of lightening, "Looks like the lightening might be getting closer, we'd better get off home before the rain comes, I think our dresses would become transparent if they got wet."

We ran for home, not via the path, we cut straight across the field that ran along the back of our house...we, like most of the houses that backed onto the common, had a gateway from our back garden out onto the common and Sarah and I ran through our back gate just as the first slots of rain fell. We were a little soggy by the time we got in the house but not enough to have turned our dresses transparent.

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I sent Sarah to bed, she went through to her father and kissed him good night. He looked a little surprised and stopped the cricket video playing on the TV that I'd recorded earlier in the day for him, "When was the last time you cleaned your teeth darling?"

Sarah gave me a worried look, "Erm, this morning after breakfast...why?"

"Your breath smells a little darling...I can't quite put my finger on it, could be cheese or something!"

I had to jump in and help, "Could be that bag of cheese and onion crisps that you ate while we were out darling!"

Sarah looked relieved, "Yes, that's probably what dad can smell!"

John said, "Well, don't forget to brush your teeth before you go to bed dear!"

I beckoned for Sarah to come to me, I made a show of kissing her cheek and whispered, "Don't brush, use mouthwash...your father could smell that man's cock on your breath...it's a good thing that your father never lets me suck his cock or he might have recognised the smell!"

Sarah started climbing the stairs and I sat on the arm of John's chair as he started the cricket again. I was looking at Sarah as I whispered, "Would you like to go up to bed now...we could have sex if you like!"

John kissed me and said, "Smells like you had some of Sarah's crisps!"

I giggled at him and nodded my head.

John said, "We'll have to leave it half an hour or so to give Sarah a chance to fall asleep!"

"We could have a quick drink and check on her, if she isn't asleep, we'll just have to read or something until she drops off!"

I watched Sarah go in the direction of the bathroom and I slid off of the arm of John's chair, I poured two small shots of the best vodka available in the UK but it wasn't a patch on the quality of the vodka I used to drink as a child at the international school while they desensitised us to the effects of alcohol. It was my intention to fortify John a little and slightly depress his sensitivity so that it took him a little longer to reach his orgasm but not so much alcohol as to reduce the effectiveness of his erection.

I returned to perch on the arm of John's seat just as Sarah left the bathroom and headed for her bedroom, she stopped on the landing where I could see her, she put her hands together as if in prayer, lifted them to her face and then tilted her head to one side...she was miming 'Sleep' and then she put her thumbs up, she was telling me in our new conspiratorial way that she would pretend to be sleeping when her father and I went up to bed.

I downed my vodka in one go and prodded John in his ribs, "Come on, I'm horny, either take me to bed or we'll do it down here on the floor!"

That was the clincher, John just didn't want sex outside our bedroom under any circumstances, even if it risked Sarah hearing us fuck.

We climbed the stairs and at Dawn's bedroom I pushed the door open, Dawn was fast asleep, her sheet was down by her feet, I covered her body, it had been much warmer when Dawn went to bed, the rain arriving had cooled the house down considerably.

I pulled Dawn's door almost all the way closed but left it open a crack before moving on to Peter's bedroom, his body was uncovered as well, as I covered him I noticed a picture of Sarah and Dawn in dance costumes propped up on his bedside cabinet, he'd obviously been looking at it as he went to sleep. I flicked the picture face down, just in case John spotted it, the dance costumes looked fine from the fifth row of the auditorium but in a photograph...up close...they looked positively erotic. As I covered his body, I wondered who took that photograph and how Peter got hold of it.

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Sarah's door was, like Dawn's and Peter's, just open an inch. Because Sarah hadn't been in bed for very long, I just listened at her door, her playacting at sleep was unbelievable, very theatrical but nothing like the sounds Sarah actually made when she was asleep.

John was right behind me and he was about to push her door open but I stopped him, I whispered, "She's only just gone to sleep, she might not be very deeply under!"

We went into our bedroom, I made John go in first so that I could leave it a little wider open than usual. I climbed on the bed totally naked, on my back, legs wide open and waited for John...just the way he liked it.

I spotted movement in the doorway as John approached me, Sarah had watched me with Justin, she'd seen the power and force that he had put into fucking me, she's seen how much time he'd spent fucking me and now she was watching as her father was about to climb on top of me. Sarah would have a reasonably good view because our curtains were wide open and there was a street light at the side of our drive throwing light into our bedroom.

I didn't mind Sarah staying awake to watch me and her father fucking, it would only delay her sleep by four minutes and John would only last that long because I'd given him a shot of strong vodka to improve his performance. As it turned out I'd over estimated, at three minutes and forty seconds, John started to show all the signs of reaching his end game so I faked a petite orgasm and as John rolled off of me at three minutes and fifty seconds, I saw Sarah move away from our door, returning to her own bedroom.

John left for work early, he was gone before I had to wake the kids up to have their breakfast and get them ready for school. The plan was for John to have gone into work early to finish some important piece of work before taking the rest of the day off. John had expected Adam Cartwright to get into the office at around eight forty-five...John would tell Adam that I had backed out of going to the test match with him because I had a last minute appointment that I couldn't get out of. John would leave the office at nine forty-five to catch the underground to Lords Cricket ground where the covers would be removed just before ten o'clock for the expected start of the final day's play at ten o'clock.

John didn't expect Adam to be able to spend all day at the cricket...if Adam was busy...he may not even get to go to the match at all but the fact that John had given him an unobtainable test match ticket would put coins in John's personal account with Adam, ready for when the next promotion opportunity came around and would open the door to a friendship of the kind that would induce Adam to visit our home for a meal with our family...and that...that was the goal I was aiming for, a promotion for John would be very nice but I needed to film Adam making a pass at Sarah or Dawn...who knows, Adam might not actually be into little girls, he might make a pass at Peter instead...either way, I needed evidence to pass on to Justin.

Dawn and Peter had both dressed for school before coming down for breakfast but Sarah was still wearing just her nighty with nothing under it. Peter's eyes were out on stalks as he sat opposite Sarah because he could see so much of her body through her thin summer nighty. "Sarah...I can see your boobs through that nighty!"

"Can you Peter...does it make you feel uncomfortable seeing me like this?"

Sarah had started out by looking into Peter's eyes but she finished up looking in mine.

I walked around the table so that I was behind Peter and I looked over his shoulder, I put my hand on his shoulder and then I bent lower and whispered in his ear, "If you like seeing your sister looking like that...just look and try not to make her feel uncomfortable. If she feels that it is wrong to let you see her, she'll cover up while you're around...just like she does in front of your dad!"

I left Peter, picked up the jar of multivitamins from the middle of the table and shook it, "Right girls, what do we do before we eat breakfast?"

Sarah and Dawn both repeated the mantra, "We all take our daily multi vitamin tablets."

The tablets were in a multi vitamin bottle with a red top, I was the only one of the three of us that knew that the vitamins in the jar with the red top were actually birth control pills...there was a similar bottle with a blue top, those pills were real multi vitamins that all three of us took for a week during our periods. I'd started Sarah on the pills as soon as she had her first bleed showed when she was ten years old...it just seemed totally natural for me, at school it was the usual practice that all girls went on the pill as soon as they had their first period. It would stop pregnancy but also develop our breasts earlier than nature intended and make them much bigger too.

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I spotted Simon at the end of our drive, he was walking up and down the lane aimlessly, he had obviously turned up to walk Sarah to school but he was more than half an hour earlier than he needed to be.

I called Sarah into the living room and looped my arm over her shoulder, "I could call Simon in if you want me too, you could let him catch you in your bedroom after your shower...what you do will be totally up to you!"

Sarah grinned at me, she nodded her head.

I followed her up the stairs and at the bathroom door I stopped her, "Pop a shower cap on, don't wet your hair and make the shower as quick as you can, much better to spend less time in there..." nodding to the bathroom, "...and more time in there!" this time I nodded at her bedroom door.

Sarah closed the bathroom door and I went into her bedroom, I took my lapel pin camera off and pinned it to the collar of a stuffed toy that was sitting on a high shelf on the wall, the camera would have a perfect view over Sarah's bedroom. I felt my mobile phone buzz in my pocket to tell me that I'd just activated it.

I went back to the living room and knocked on the window to attract Simon's attention, he looked at the window and I gestured for him to come down to the house. Simon came at a jog, down the drive, down the side of the house and through the back door into the kitchen. I handed Simon a plate of hot buttered toast, "Be a love, take this up to Sarah's bedroom for her please...top of the stairs, turn left, last door on the right!"

Simon grinned at me, took the plate and almost ran from the kitchen. I'd just heard the shower being turned off, Simon would be in Sarah's bedroom within seconds of her getting there from her shower. I moved to the bottom of the stairs, I heard Sarah's door open and Simon gasped, "Oh God, I'm, sorry...your mother told me..."

Sarah stopped him, "It's okay, I don't mind you seeing me naked, thanks for bringing my breakfast up...you can come in if you like..." there was a momentarily delay and then, "Well, close the door...anyone could come up here any minute!"

I thought, 'Good girl Sarah, you'd have gotten an 'A-star' in seduction one-oh-one at my old school!' I'd have to wait until later to look at the film that was being stored on my mobile phone.

I returned to the kitchen, I had to quiz Peter to make sure that he had everything he needed to take to school for the day. Dawn was pacing up and down the kitchen.

"What's bothering you darling?"

Dawn took a deep sigh before answering, "Is Simon Sarah's boyfriend?"

"You know your sister, at the moment, Simon is Sarah's best friend, he just happens to be a boy!"

"Do I have to wait until I'm twelve years old to have a boyfriend?"

"Why darling...are you interested in a boy?"

Peter giggled, "Dawn's interested in every boy...I think she was hoping that Simon would save himself for her until you and dad would let her have a boyfriend!"

Dawn threw lightening daggers out of her eyes at him.

"Are you sweet on Simon too darling?"

Dawn shrugged her shoulders.

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"Well darling, one of the tests of a girl being old enough to have a boyfriend is if she is mature enough to admit it to her parents...in our case, you must never mention having a boyfriend to your father until you're at least thirty years old...he does much better not knowing!"

I stopped Dawn or Peter leaving the kitchen, even in the living room, I could clearly tell what was going on in Sarah's bedroom...after twenty minutes, Sarah was being very vocal. I left her five more minutes before I climbed the stairs. I could have just shouted up that it was almost time to leave for school but I wanted Simon to know that I knew what they were doing in there.

I didn't even have to sneak up the stairs, Simon and Sarah were making so much noise that it would have covered a charge by the Horse Artillery dragging their cannons up the stairs.

I opened the door and Simon stopped breathing, his heart stopped and his cheeks went from red to blue.

"Did you use a condom Simon?"

Both Simon and Sarah gasped this time, he shook his head weakly.

"Sarah, you don't have very long, quickly wash your vagina out before you go to school."

Sarah wriggled out from under Simon and jumped off of her bed, as she reached me in her doorway she said, "I'm sorry mum!"

"Don't be darling, I'm not worried about you getting pregnant, it's just that sitting around at school with a pussy full of semen could leave you open to thrush or a yeast infection."

Simon was struggling to hide his cock from me now that Sarah had left the room.

I've seen lots of cocks Simon, all kind, all colours, all lengths and thicknesses, you won't upset me by flashing your cock at me.

I left the room and went into my bedroom and took out a box of condoms, I returned to Sarah's room just as Simon was pulling his trousers up, "Did you clean your cock?"

He had a horrified look on his face as he shook his head.

"Into the bathroom with you then, tell Sarah to wash your cock for you, make sure that she cleans under your foreskin!"

By the time the kids returned to the bedroom I had my lapel pin back on my blouse and my mobile phone in my pocket.

I handed Simon the box of ten condoms, "If you feel like another fuck before you get home, at least use one of these so that you don't leave Sarah with an uncomfortable mess inside her body all day."

I kicked the kids out of the house and on their way to school.

I took the micro-SD card out of my phone and connected it to the card reader in my computer to review the films that I'd taken...the film I was most interested in was the one that had just been made by 'Teddy-cam' in Sarah's bedroom.

I copied all of the film clips onto my hard drive, I'd be passing the micro-SD card over to Justin at eleven thirty and when it came back to me it would have been erased totally.

I started the last video running on my large computer screen.

Sarah was tightly wrapped in a towel as she entered her bedroom, she closed her bedroom door and then dropped the towel to the floor. Ten seconds later her door opened, she turned to face the now open door and she was totally naked. Simon gasped and jumped into a turn, he looked like he was about to run back to the stairs as he said, "Oh God, I'm, sorry...your mother told me..."

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Sarah stopped him, "It's okay, I don't mind you seeing me naked, thanks for bringing my breakfast up...you can come in if you like..." there was a momentarily delay and then, "Well, close the door...anyone could come up here any minute!"

Sarah took the plate of toast and she took a bite out of the corner of one of the slices, she put the plate on her bedside cabinet and then 'Slinked' over to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Simon was in a catatonic state, he just stood there with his hands at his sides as Sarah kissed him.

Sarah must have had a little movement somewhere in his body because Sarah stepped back a little and looked down, she giggled and said, "Did I do that?"

Simon's face erupted into a stupid grin and he nodded his head.

Sarah let her left hand slip from his neck, she stroked down over his school shirt and turned her hand so that her fingers were pointing downwards as she rubbed over the front of his trousers. She rubbed her hand up and down the length of his cock.

Sarah stepped back in and kissed him again and as she kissed him, she copied what I'd done to Justin last night, she opened his trousers and pulled then and his underpants down. Sarah knelt on the floor in front of Simon and she inspected his cock, I saw her pick at a dew strands of lint before she leaned in, I thought that she was just going for oral but I saw her smelling around his cock to see just how clean his cock actually was.

Sarah took him in like a pro, she didn't hesitate, she went straight for taking him in as deeply as she could, it would be an issue, Simon's cock was average for a boy of his age so it wouldn't cause Sarah any problems. As soon as Sarah reached the root of Simon's problem erection, he slipped his hands onto the back of her head and started fucking her mouth.

Simon gasped and Sarah pulled her head away, "You nearly climaxed!"

"God...I'm sorry...I didn't realise that you didn't want me to...2

Sarah stopped him, "I don't mind you finishing off in my mouth but I thought that you like to screw me as we have twenty minutes!"

"Oh my Gog yesssssssss!"

Sarah moved onto her bed and opened her legs, her position was the same as the one I'd used last night with her father.

She pulled Simon on top of her and just as his cock was knocking at her door she said, "You know that Gary Brown is desperate to fuck me don't you?"

Simon nodded his head.

"Well, I think I'm going to let him today...get it over with and he'll move on to the next girl...but I wanted to let you do me first...I really like you and I thought that if you found out that Gary had fucked me, you wouldn't want anything to do with me after that."

Simon grinned at her and he shook his head, "Never!"

I watched the fuck, Sarah was actually directing things, she was telling Simon not to go too fast, telling him that they had twenty minutes to enjoy themselves, "Come on baby, lets make the most of it...there...there, I love that, oh God I really love that!"

Simon had lifted Sarah's legs slightly, he'd obviously seen pictures of people fucking because he'd managed to tilt Sarah's pelvis slightly so that his cock rubbed against her more sensitive parts.

It was actually lovely watching Sarah and Simon fucking, experimenting with each other, finding out what they both liked and doing that a little more. I must have actually heard Simon's climax from the bottom of the stairs because moments later, while Simon was still jerking from his orgasmic muscle spasms, the door opened and I walked in.

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I could have deleted the film of Sarah and Simon from my SD card but I thought that Justin would get a thrill out of watching it. And who knows, at some point in the future, Simon might be in some important position where having a film of him screwing a twelve year old girl may have some kind of influence over him.

I got a call from John at ten o'clock, "Hi darling, Adam almost bit my hand off...he's at the cricket ground with me now...well, he's in the hospitality tent at the moment buying two beers and hey, that photograph that you gave me to put on my desk...Adam was raving about that picture all the way from our office to the ground...he was actually asking me if there was any chance of meeting the four of you at some time..." John laughed, "...he asked me if we had a pool at home, he said he really loves pool parties so I said that my pay grade wouldn't stretch to a house with a pool and guess what he said to that?"

"I have no idea...what did he say?"

"Well, the first thing was that he'd have to look into my file to see if there was any way that he could lift my pay grade a little and then he said that some of his friends occasionally had pool parties, he asked me if we'd fancy an invitation to one of them if the opportunity came up!"

"What did you say?"

"Well, I did say that I didn't think that you'd be too keen on wearing a swimming costume or bikini to a party but I told him that all three kids would jump at the chance, I said that I could possibly convince you to wear shorts and a t-skirt kind of thing!"

"Darling, if it would help you to get a promotion...I'd go to his party in the nude...I'm sure that the kids would go nude too, you know how much of an exhibitionist the kids are...you're always telling them to get dressed."

"Well, I used to have to tell the girls to get dressed all the time until they started to grow breasts, can't remember having to tell them since they had to start wearing a bra!"

The phone moved away slightly and John's voice went a little quiet, he must have been holding the phone against his chest.

"Did you catch your wife?"

"Thanks, that pint looks lovely and cold, I did, she's out of her appointment already and said that she was really disappointed that she wasn't here with me watching England bat!"

Adam giggled and said, "I'm sure she is!"

"By the way, Vicky said that she'd be happy to wear a bikini if it helped me to get a promotion...I think that she was joking but she said that she'd go to a nude pool party if it created a good impression!"

I heard Adam groan and then there was a quick recovery, "Funny that you should say that, I didn't bring it up before but the next pool party is planned for tomorrow...it just happens to be a nude party, just a small affaire, usually there's five or six men, three women and their kids at the nude pool parties."

John's voice picked up again, "They're about to bowl the first ball of the day darling, If I'm still talking to you when the bowler takes his run up, I'll be lynched by the MCC!"

"Okay darling but before I go, just you remember that it isn't me or the kids that have a problem with public nudity...it is you!"

"Oh, you heard that did you?"

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"Lynching party...remember!"

"Okay...see you later..." I heard the sound of a number being dialled in my ear and then, "...Vicky heard that bit about the nude pool party..." John had obviously pressed a number key instead of the call end button so we were still connected together.

I heard Adam say, "Sorry John...was she mad?"

"No...not really...strangelly enough, I think that my wife would be happier at a nude pool party than at a bikini party...something about being dressed sexily being much worse than being open and naked!"

"Well...don't get me wrong but I'd love to see your wife at a nude pool party!" I added the bit in my head that went, 'And your daughters too!'

"Well, Vicky is up for it...she thinks that I might have a problem with being nude in public!"

"Well, why not give it a go tomorrow, I'll run by your house and pick you guys up, my car has seven seats so plenty of room for everyone!"

There was a sound like a steam train rushing through a railway station followed by a 'THUNK' and a cheer followed by the sounds of people jumping up and down, screams of "Six from the first ball of the day!" and the sound of a very loud clunk.

John groaned as he bent over in the tight confines of the bleachers to pick his phone up followed by, "Shit, my phone is still on...Vicky darling...are you still there?"

"Tell Adam that I'd already gone!"

I took a quick shower and with the prospect of a nude pool party on Saturday, I shaved my pussy...well, pussy, legs, arms and under arms, I even shaved the hairs from the tops of my toes. Once I had dried off, I put on the Indian cotton dress that I'd worn yesterday evening, I pinned my lapel pin camera above my left breast again and I left home forty minutes earlier than I needed too for my 'Mail Drop' with Justin, just so that I could walk out on the common in the thin dress with nothing under it in the bright sunlight where any men out there would be able to see more of my body through my thin dress.

Before lunch time on Fridays, there are even less men about than there was last night, there weren't even the three doggers out there that had been watching the couple fucking in the car park because the car park was totally full of customer's cars...customers and workers.

I spotted Justin being dragged along by a Great Dane dog, he would arrive at the agreed meeting point slightly ahead of time, but I put that down to the dog forcing the pace by dragging him along.

I timed it so that I got to the meeting point at the same time as Justin, I was fussing the dog around its neck, I found the post box in his collar, pulled out the blank SD card and slipped my card containing the films. As I fussed the dog I said, "There is an elderly man with a young boy, the boy's name is 'Gavin Hopewell', he's a year eight boy in Sarah's school...I don't know the man but you might be able to use the film clip if you can find out who the man is. I made a film of Sarah and her boyfriend, I doubt that it will be of any use to you though, two twelve year olds fucking together isn't a big deal but I thought that you'd like to see how you've helped Sarah in her sex education practical experience!"

"Looks like Hamlet wants to do to you what I want to do to you!"

I gave Justin a puzzled look, "What..." I didn't get the chance to finish that question, Justin allowed the dog to rise up onto its hind legs as it strained against its leash to try to get at me...I could clearly see the starting blocks of what looked like it might be a very impressive cock growing out of its sheath.

I looked all around us nervously and then I scanned the line of bushes to our right and focussed on yet another cut in the wall of bushes and underbrush...some of those cuts went all the way through the woodland, some, like the one we used last night, just went a few feet to a small clearing so that people could get out of sight to play.

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Justin laughed, "Not during a 'Mail Drop'...you know your field craft as well as I do, keep things short and don't give anyone watching us any reason to think that we have any connection to each other, we need to maintain the image that we're strangers just passing each other."

Justin was right of course...I remembered back to my time working in the Ministry of Defence and passing my daily photographs on to my handler...good field craft had dictated that because I worked in such a sensitive ministry, I had a different 'Mail Drop' every day...not a different location, it was always the same location, always the same time of the day but the men that picked up my photographs rotated through ten different men...perhaps even more than ten. Some were tall, some short, some fat and some skinny but the thing that they all had in common was a red top news paper, carefully folded and placed in a coat pocket so that just the newspapers name was on show. He would walk past me, the newspaper on the side of his jacket closest to me. I'd have already put my film into my sandwich bag and as he passed me, I'd get up, get ahead of him and put my rubbish in the top of a rubbish bin, he would follow me up and fish my bag out of the bin as soon as he was happy that no one was watching him.

I suddenly remembered the pool party, "Justin, we need to meet later tomorrow, something like nine or ten o'clock at night."

"Why?"

"Adam may have invited us all to a pool party tomorrow...a nude pool party!"

"God...that's fast work."

"I just hope that Sarah will be okay with Adam flirting with her by then!"

"Won't really matter if she is upset...just so long as you capture everything on your little camera, Adam making his move on a twelve year old girl is good enough to reel him in."

Justin pulled Hamlet away from me and continued being 'Dragged' to the south by the powerful dog.

Now I was really disappointed...disappointed and frustrated...I'd had great sex with Justin twice and out of this world sex with Michael twice as well in the last two days, boring sex with John and I'd seen the wonderful sex between Sarah and Simon just a few minutes earlier. I was really hoping that Justin would fuck me again today!

I looked to the north, towards the City of London, there was no one as far as the eye could see, the houses were to the west, the wood to the east, so nothing to see there...well, apart from the pathway into the wood that I'd seen earlier when I was hoping that Justin would have taken me for a little fun with him...or better still, a little fun with Hamlet. I looked to the south and all I could see in that direction was the dust cloud being kicked up as Justin was skiing along behind Hamlet, using the dog's leash like the tow rope of a speed boat.

Well, I'd never noticed that pathway into the wood before, it could be new, it might not actually go anywhere but I had nothing better to do until the kids got home...so I headed out of the bright sunshine and into the wood via the new path.

Physics and the human body are strange things...last night, just before twilight when Sarah and I walked into the cut into the wood, I could see every detail inside the wood...today, just before noon, in brilliant sunlight, I couldn't see a foot inside the wood and once inside the wood, I couldn't even see where to put my feet safely.

I was startled by a voice that seemed to come out of a solid wall of bushes, "That dog was a magnificent beast, wasn't he?"

I regained my composure in a second, my training had taught me to be very fast on my feet in these situations.

"Yes, he was."

"I got the feeling that the bloke let his dog stand on its hind legs just so that you could see his cock and how excited the dog was."

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I nodded my head.

"Did he ask you if you were a dog lover...I mean, it sounded like he did to me!"

"Sorry, I didn't..." a hand came out of the wall of branches and lifted the weight of my right breast, "...hear him say anything like that...but I have to admit that I wasn't paying attention to him...I had other things on my mind!"

The hand that had lifted my right breast swapped sides and lifted the weight of my left breast.

"Would you like to have let that big dog fuck you?"

I faked a gasp at his question.

"Don't be like that, I saw the look of excitement on your face when you saw that massive dog cock!"

"It had never crossed my mind before but I will admit that seeing that huge thing pointing at my face as I was crouching down fussing the dog...it did make me think!"

The hand dropped down my dress and started to push between my legs, his palm was up and he hooked his middle finger into my body, pushing my dress in my cunt...I'd instantly opened my legs to accommodate his hand and as soon as he had me hooked on his finger he pulled me into the bush with him, I seemed to melt through the wall of branches into a hollowed out bush. This space wasn't natural though, someone, probably him, had cut down smaller bushes and overhanging branches and he had woven the detritus into what was left of the bush to make up a more solid wall on three sides of the space.

He pulled his finger out of my cunt and then lifted my dress with the other hand and then he reinserted his middle finger again, the hand that had just lifted my dress caught my right wrist and he pulled my hand to his cock, he had his trousers wide open and his cock was standing out. I took him in my hand and started to rub him as he started to give me rough pleasure with his finger in my cunt.

"I can't let you fuck me, without a condom on, you could have anything contagious!"

"That's a shame, I didn't bring a condom with me today!"

I stopped myself telling him that I had put condoms in my bag, fucking standing up would be great if the man had a longer cock than his but, with his short length, I may as well wait for John to get home and take my pleasure out on him. I worked hard with my hand on his cock and got him off in about three minutes, he aimed the eye of his cock at my denuded pussy mound as he climaxed to make the most mess possible on my body.

As I was wanking the stranger in the wood I was wondering if John had been turned on earlier while he was talking to Adam...my training had taught me that a man like Adam, trying to make a play for another man's wife or daughters, would probably keep picking at John's psyche, trying to build up John's excitement level so it would make it easier to achieve his goal later on.

If John had been turned on for any period of time, he might just welcome me riding on top of him to get my own pleasure before I rolled onto my back and let him finish off his own two hundred yard dash to his climax.

The man finally let me go once his balls were totally empty, I let my dress fall and made a dash for the common's fields with strangers jizz dripping down my legs.

I returned home for my lunch and had a visit from a neighbour who came over for a quick coffee and a chat so I didn't get the chance to review the footage that I'd recorded on my phone of the man in the woods. I guessed that it wouldn't be of much use to anyone, probably wouldn't have been enough light to make a worthwhile video clip and it wouldn't be very exciting for Justin to see because all it was in the end was a little mutual masturbation with a stranger in the dark.

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The quick chat was still going on at three o'clock so I had to ease her out of the house...there was an element of difficulty getting her to move until I mentioned that the kids would be out of school by now and would be home any moment...that was like a stick of dynamite, blowing her out of my house.

I walked with her to the end of the drive and looked down the length of George Lane, I spotted Peter and Dawn first, they looked like drudge workers after a twelve hour day at the coalface, their gait was leaden footed, stomping down the street, backs bent under a heavy load. Sarah and Simon were a little further back, Simon walking slowly as Sarah buzzed around him, Sarah was dancing and spinning all around Simon...she looked like a bee and Simon was the flower bed and every so often Sara would dart into him, her lips pecking a little nectar from his lips.

Dawn and Peter stomped past me without even registering that I was there, when Sarah got close she launched herself at me, her legs around my hips, arms around my neck and she kissed my cheek before whispering, "Can I do my homework after dad gets home please...I want to take Simon to my room while we have a little time before dad gets home from work!"

I shook the girl off of my body, "I'm sorry darling but your father isn't at work, he's at the cricket match and could be home at any moment so taking Simon to your bedroom wouldn't be very safe."

Sarah looked disappointed but she just grabbed Simon's hand and pulled him down the drive towards home.

Dawn and Peter were in their usual seats at the kitchen table doing their homework by the time I reached the kitchen, Sarah was missing from her seat. I went through to the living room and smiled in amazement in the change that twenty-four hours could make to a girl. Yesterday, Sarah was a room away from Simon, her body was totally covered up from her neck to her toes, her body language was totally closed down...today, no tights covering her legs, her tie was off and the top three buttons of her blouse were open, showing off the edge of her bra cups and the two of them were sitting on the sofa together. They weren't sitting side by side, Sarah was sitting across Simon's lap and even from the kitchen door, I could see that Sarah's hand that was closest to Simon wasn't looped over his neck, her hand was buried down the front of his trousers.

I heard Simon say, "What was he like?"

"He was really pissed off because I told him that he had to wear a condom."

"I understand that but was he better than me?"

Sarah suddenly looked in my direction, I thought that realising that I was there listening to them would stop Sarah talking about her lunchtime liaison with Gary Brown but I was wrong.

"Simon don't be jealous...it's such an ugly emotion...I don't think that I should tell you about Gary anymore!"

"Please tell me...I'm not jealous...well, not really, I just...well, you know, I'm interested."

Sarah kissed him and her arm, the one in Simon's trousers, started moving up and down faster, she let her eyes flick over at me again, "Well, his cock is a lot longer than yours, fatter too, when I took him in my mouth, I tried to do with him what I did with you but I was choking and my lips were still two inches away from his body. After I rolled the condom down his cock and he lay me on the desk, it took him ages to get off, he blamed the condom for taking away his pleasure but my mother says that it always takes circumcised boys longer to cum than a boy with a foreskin..."

I saw Simon shiver as Sarah ran through her story, she gave him chapter and verse of how Gary fucked her with his long black cock...as soon as Simon's shivers stopped, Sarah pulled her hand out of his trousers, she rolled off of his knee and ran past me in the doorway to wash her hand in the kitchen sink. Simon hadn't seen me in the doorway until he followed Sarah with his eyes and as she ducked past me his face suddenly turned bright red.

"Does your mother know that you're here this afternoon Simon?"

He shook his head.

"What time will she be home?"

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"Should be six o'clock this evening Mrs Clarke."

"You should make sure that you're home before she gets there then...don't want anymore angry phone calls from your mother."

Simon nodded his head again, "I will Mrs Clarke."

I'd moved away from the doorway by the time that Sarah returned to the living room, she had a hand towel in her hands and she stood in front of him, she looked over her shoulder, smiled at me, I was now standing at the side of the Kitchen table standing over Dawn and Peter but I was still close enough to just hear Sarah's whispered, "Open your trousers quickly and use this towel to clean yourself up or your trouser will be messy when you get home."

I saw Simon open his trousers and wipe his cock, Sarah giggled and said, "I think more stuff came out of your cock than came out of Gary...it's one advantage of a condom, I could see how much spunk he made while he was fucking me...he blamed the little squib on the condom taking away most of his pleasure!"

Simon handed the towel back to Sarah and did his trousers back up...and as he pulled his zip closed he said, "Will you let Gary do you again but without a condom next time?"

Sarah looked at me again before turning back to Simon and saying, "I'd let him do me again but only with a condom on...anyway, you don't need to worry about Gary, he was already chasing after Emily Smith, he followed her home from school this afternoon."

Sarah brought the towel back into the kitchen and dropped it into the washing basket.

"Can I get us a snack please mum?"

"Yes darling but get one for Dawn and Peter as well!"

Now...that was another change in twenty-four hours, yesterday, Sarah would rather have gone without a snack if I told her that she had to get one for her brother and sister as well...Sarah would have rather have starved to death than do any kind of chore for her siblings but today, just twenty-four hours later, Sarah happily went to the cupboard, she even asked Dawn and Peter what they wanted, instead of just giving them what she was doing for her and Simon. Dawn asked for chocolate fingers and Peter for a chock ice while Sarah was cutting slices of fruit cake for her and Simon.

There were no complaints, Sarah got her brother and sister exactly what they had asked for...not only that, she also put a little milk into three glasses and handed them out too.

Sarah sat next to Simon on the sofa when she returned, a tray across their knees with two slices of cake on one plate and one glass of milk for them both to share.

John came home a few moments later, Sarah and Simon were still sitting side by side on the sofa snogging up a storm.

I looked at John, "You look a little worried darling!"

"I am."

"What about?"

"Well, firstly...that..."

He nodded in the direction of the sofa, nodding at Sarah and Simon kissing totally oblivious of John standing there.

"And secondly darling?"

John looked away from the living room, "I'm afraid that I got a little carried away and accepted Adam's offer for tomorrow."

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"Why are you afraid of that?"

"I just got carried away with the whole promotion thing..." John took my arm and guided me out of the kitchen and into the back garden, "...Adam told me that the five most powerful men, from the five most senior ministries, will all be at the party and that they never brought their own wives along...they make a game of flirting with the wives of any junior staff that they have invited...I'm worried that they'll all hit on you."

"Why do you think that they'll all hit on me?"

"Because I overheard Adam telling someone on his phone to cancel the other invitations so it will just be us, Adam and the five heads of five ministries' Civil Service staff."

"Would it bother you if I had sex with one of your bosses to help you get a better job?"

John walked off down the garden path...he paced up and down a little before he returned to me.

"I know that you've often said that there is no real link between sex and love...I know that you believe it and agree that you can love someone that you don't have sex with but I'm not so sure that you can have sex with a man without falling in love with him."

"Well, if it bothers you so much, ring Adam and tell him that you asked me to go to the party but I've refused to go with you!"

I saw John relax...I'd given him a face saving way out of an awkward situation. But then I remembered that it would ruin my assignment if we didn't go, I'd have to start all over again trying to get Adam close to my children...Justin would be mad...I'm sure he'd been given massive pats on his back as he passed my plans up the line to his bosses and so quickly. Operations like this were usually measured in geological times...getting to the advantage point would usually take many years rather than just a few hours...after all, tomorrow would only be the fourth day since I'd been reactivated and we should get our payout.

"Erm, has anything more been said about the next round of redundancies?"

John's face dropped like a stone, he opened his mouth, his jaw was just flapping soundlessly.

His attention was suddenly drawn to the kitchen door. I looked over my shoulder, Sarah and Simon were standing on the back door step kissing, Simon pulled his mouth off of Sarah's and told her that he'd see her on Monday, he turned to me and said, "Good night Mrs Clark, thinks for the cake and milk..." Simon turned his attention to John, "...good night Mr Clarke, nice to meet you."

John extended his hand, he was offering to shake Simon's hand...that took Simon by surprise, he walked over, "My name's Simon sir!"

"Nice to meet you Simon."

John turned his attention back to me, "I totally forgot about the next round of redundancies...I did the study last year, it was me that came up with the five percent reduction in junior staff figure. Treasury is usually exempt from the cuts...after all, we wouldn't push for job losses in our own department but the Prime Minister is insisting that the cuts are equal across all ministries, including the treasury."

There was a sudden look of horror on John's face, "Shit, if I cancel the party tomorrow...I'd better start looking through the Situations Vacant adverts in last night's newspaper."

"Well then, don't cancel...I'll be okay being the focus of six men's flirting, I won't even mind if they want to fuck me but if I'm going to screw you into a promotion, you've got to let me have sex with you tonight, let me have sex any way that I want to, to pay me to play your whore tomorrow!"

John looked very shocked but he nodded his head.

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I went into the kitchen and gathered Sarah up, I took her up to my bedroom and said, "We're all going to a party tomorrow, it's a pool party but we won't be wearing swimming costumes, it's a nude pool party!"

Sarah looked totally shocked, "What, even dad?"

I winced a little and said, "Well, your father is very uncomfortable with the thought of being naked in front of you kids...actually, he's just uncomfortable with the thought of being naked in public, full stop!"

"Well then, why are we going to do it?"

"It could be the difference between your father getting a promotion and being made redundant!"

"So, why are you telling me this up here and not in front of Dawn and Peter...they'll both be there as well won't they?"

"Well, I wanted to show you this...see what you think!"

I pulled my dress off over my head. Sarah had seen me naked the day before, she had seen that I had a wild triangle of straggly hair around my pussy that reached all the way to a point touching my belly button but today I was totally bare.

"Wow mum, you look...younger!"

"Yes, I was wondering if you'd like me to shave you too, to make you look younger!"

Sarah grinned at me, "Mum, wrong psychology...girls of my age want to look older...not younger!"

"The thing is Sarah...your father's boss seems to have a thing for young girls, he might hit on you tomorrow or he could pick on Dawn, I just thought if you were shaved down there, you might just look young enough to interest Adam Cartwright."

"Mum, are you pimping me out to dad's boss!"

"Darling, it is your body and you don't ever have to do anything for any man that you don't want to, I'd just like to see him flirt with you, rather than your sister. If Adam Cartwright likes you enough to flirt with you, he may give your father a promotion rather than make him redundant...just so that he can keep making a play for you!"

Sarah grinned at me, "If I like Adam Cartwright...can I let him fuck me?"

"Darling, if you are discrete about it, you can have sex with anyone that you want too, just don't let your father find out!"

I took Sarah into the bathroom and shaved her, as I was getting into all of her nooks and crannies to remove every sign of hair, she had an orgasm. After her climax she said, "That was better than what Simon gave me this morning but nowhere close to what I got from Gary Brown."

Dawn opened the bathroom door at that moment, "Sorry but I'm desperate for a pee...mum, why have you and Sarah taken all of your pussy hair off?"

"Well darling, we're going to a nude pool party tomorrow and Sarah and I want to look our best!"

Dawn lifted her school skirt and pulled her knickers down, "I want to look my bess as well!"

"Okay darling, why don't you do your toilet and wash between your legs carefully, I'll get a fresh razorblade and come back in a minute."

Sarah stopped in the bathroom with Sarah while she peed and when I walked back in, Sarah was actually washing between her sister's legs, "You know that you don't really need to shave, there's hardly any hair down here at all!"

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Dawn said, "I know but my dance teacher has told me that I have to wear knickers under my leotard now that I've started to show through my dance costume."

Dawn looked up at me, "Mum, will there be any boys at the pool party?"

"Well, Peter will be there of course but I think that he might be the only boy there."

Dawn suddenly looked a whole lot more interested, her face erupted into a massive grin, "Will there be many men there?"

"I think that including your father, there will be seven men, perhaps even more."

Dawn looked thoughtful, her smile evaporated, "Will there be many women there?"

"No darling, it sounds to me like we will be the only women at the party."

Dawn's massive smile returned, she looked at Sarah and said, "Looks like at least two men each then!"

I didn't really need vindication but Dawn's comment to her sister at least proved to me that Dawn was looking forward to being naked with so many men, in a sexual way, at the pool party.

After dinner I took John out for a walk on the common, I took a picnic blanket and guided him to a field where I spread the blanket out on the grass, "Right, strip off...totally!"

John looked all around, "There are men over there!"

"There will be other men around tomorrow darling...now strip and get on your back!"

I went to town on John, I was being really depraved as I fucked him, he wouldn't usually allow me more than a few seconds on top of him before he started to fight me to get me on my back but today he knew that he had to do whatever I wanted to do to him tonight for the first time, we even had two men standing over us watching as I screwed him into the picnic blanket.

Adam collected us from home straight after breakfast. The pool party was a little slow starting because the sun refused to shine. I'd attached my lapel pin camera to the side of my shoulder bag with my mobile phone in the bag to keep them close together. I had thought that the pool party would have been a power play on the part of the five Senior Civil Servants, proving the power that they had over Adam Cartwright, just slightly junior to them and the power that he could exert on the staff working under him. I had expected to be targeted right in front of John to gauge his reaction...if John complained or stopped things he would prove that he wasn't docile enough to bend to their will, if he just took it, it would show that he was a perfect underling for them.

We were all fully dressed, all in the large country house because it had started to rain, just light rain that would be over very soon. I was surprised that no one was actually flirting, not with me and not with Sarah or Dawn. There was one man out of place as I saw it, Gordon Richardson, another man from John's office on the same grade as John but he wasn't married, he was just there on his own...well, with the five senior men when we arrived.

I went into the kitchen to get a drink, a little alcohol for me and John, and soft drinks for the kids. Adam walked up behind me, I braced myself, turned so that my little camera was pointing at Adam as he said with a smile on his face, "I get the feeling that you'd do almost anything to keep John in a good job and anything at all to get him promoted to a better one!"

I didn't say anything, just put the glasses on a tray and took them through to the games room, at the kitchen door I heard Adam say, "Okay, send him the text message!" To his phone.

I handed John his beer just as his mobile phone buzzed to tell him that he'd just received a text message, Gordon's phone burbled at exactly the same moment as John's.

Their mainframe computer at work that ran the countries financial systems had sent out a text warning of a serious malfunction. Gordon looked at me and then at John, "Looks like our party is over John, it's a call in, serious computer issues, they're trying to fix it but they'll need us all in to look at what data has been lost and draw those filed from the backup disk, looks like it'll be a long job.

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John whispered in my ear, "I'll call you a taxi to take you and the kids home."

I swapped places, my mouth against John's ear and whispered, "Don't be silly, you didn't want to be around to see them flirting with me anyway...this is a way out of your embarrassment!"

There was another swap of positions, John whispered, "What about the kids?"

"Don't be silly, once the sun comes out, all three of them will be out in the garden in the pool...I'll try to keep the men's flirting with me as far away from them as I can!"

Gordon was fussing now, "They can't get in touch with Ray or David...Alan is on his way in but he's up in Leicester so it's just the two of us for the first couple of hours!"

I kissed John and sent him on his way to their office.

By the time I got back in the games room Adam was talking to Dawn and Peter. Fortunately I'd left my bag in the corner of the room, the camera taking in as much of the room as possible.

The man that was in charge of the Ministry of Defence's Civil Servants, Dan Thompson, came over to me, "Well, it looks like the rain has stopped Victoria, do you think that it is time for us all to get undressed?"

Dan saw my pin on the side of my bag, "Is this John's lapel pin?"

I pulled my dress off over my head, I was totally naked under it because I'd expected to be naked as soon as we arrived at the house anyway. As soon as my head came back out into the room from under my dress I shook my head, "No, it's mine, I'm still in the union, I pay a reduced membership because I'm unemployed but I know that it is easier to get back into the Civil Service if I'm still a member of the union, especially when so many are being made redundant!"

"What department were you in?"

"The MoD!"

"I had no idea that you'd been in the service, especially not in my department."

He was stroking my body as we talked. I realised that I was blocking my camera's view the of the room so I moved away slightly and Dan followed me.

Adam had one hand on Dawn's shoulder and one on Peter's, he was gently massaging their necks. Adam had been talking very softly to them both and he changed tack slightly, "I know that Dawn is your sister but do you ever kiss her?"

Peter nodded his head.

"Have you ever seen her naked before?"

Peter nodded his head again.

Adam turned to Dawn, "What about you, have you ever seen Peter naked?"

Dawn nodded her head.

"Have you ever touched his cock?"

Dawn nodded her head again.

My attention was suddenly drawn to Sarah, she had just made a sound that was somewhere between a gasp and a sigh.

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Adam and John's boss, Steve Parker, the head of treasury, was with Sarah, he had taken his clothes off and was playing with Sarah's body. Sarah looked over at me, he was masturbating her gently and nibbling at her ear at the same time...Sarah for her part had his cock in her hand and was rubbing him off.

The head of the Home Office's staff, Brian Wright, was also naked and he was looking at Sarah and Steve playing while he rubbed his own cock, he smiled as he watched Sarah shiver through a petite orgasm and then he pulled her head down to his cock and eased it into her mouth.

Dan was opening my pussy with his fingers and he was gently massaging my clitoris as Adam asked Dawn and Peter if they'd like to undress. He stopped them just pulling their clothes off and talked them into undressing each other, Adam directed the whole operation as Dawn undressed Peter and he undressed her. Malcolm Preston, the head of the Foreign Office staff and William Turpin from the Ministry of Agriculture and Fisheries were both sitting naked watching Adam directing Dawn and Peter's sexual awakening.

Adam said, "Dawn, do you know what a blow-job is?"

Dawn pointed in Sarah's direction, "What my sister is doing to Brian!"

"Yes, that's right and it looks like Sarah is very good at it too...would you like to show me, William and Malcolm how good you are at doing it?"

Dawn looked from Adam to William and Malcolm, "I'm not sure, I've never done anything like it before!"

"What about trying it with Peter first then, he'll love it..." Adam turned to Peter, "...I assume that you masturbate yourself Peter?"

Peter nodded his head.

"When you climax, does anything come out of your cock?"

Peter shook his head.

Adam smiled at him and he guided Dawn down onto her knees in front of Peter and taught her how to suck his cock professionally.

Sarah groaned in pleasure, I looked in her direction, she had been lifted onto the snooker table, her bum hanging over the bottom end of the table and her head was hanging over the left hand side, Steve was standing facing the bottom end of the table and he was fucking her cunt while Brian was facing the left hand side and was fucking Sarah's mouth.

Dan was trying to lift me onto the table that my shoulder bag was sitting on, I knew that if he fucked me up there, even if my shoulder bag didn't fall over, the shaking would ruin the film that was being recorded on my mobile phone so I stopped him, "No, I prefer to be on top...come and sit on the piano stool."

As we moved to the piano stool, I heard Peter gasping through his orgasm, Dawn pulled her face away from his cock as a little spurt shot out onto her nose, Dawn complained, "Hey, you said that nothing came out when you finished off!"

Peter looked horrified at first but then his face turned into a massive grin, "That's the first time anything has ever come out...honestly!"

I positioned Dan on the piano stool so that I could keep an eye on the rest of the room, especially on my handbag.

Adam said, "Did it taste disgusting Dawn?"

Dawn shook her head, "No not really, I like salty things...it was just a shock, especially after Peter said that nothing ever came out when he climaxed.

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I was putting a lot of effort into fucking Dan, I was just glad that I'd had a lot of practice with John last night, I loved being on top of a man but because John didn't let me do him that way very often, I was a little out of practice...but it was just like riding a man...erm, bike, once I was in the saddle all the little tricks came back to me. I made such a good job of fucking Dan that as I controlled his pace to stop him climaxing too quickly he said, "Fucking hell girl...how can I get you back into my ministry to work under me?"

I giggled, "I'd rather work on top of you if I'm totally honest but if you're looking for an edge to get me into a job, I can read Russian and understand it if I hear it on the radio...After being made redundant from the MoD I knew that I'd need a special skill if I ever hoped to get back into working in that department once the kids were old enough for me to work again so I've been learning Russian."

I heard Adam say, "Dawn darling, now that you've had a little practice with Peter, how would you like to try doing it to William or Malcolm?"

Dawn looked at Sarah with her two lovers and she looked at me with Dan and then she nodded her head.

Adam asked her which cock she would like to try next, Dawn pointed at William, "My best friend at school is called William, so I'd like to suck William next."

Dawn moved to kneel at William's feet but Adam stopped her, "Why don't you lie across Malcolm's lap to suck William's cock so that Malcolm can play with your little pussy while you suck William?"

Adam helped Dawn to get into position on Malcolm's lap and he spread her legs so that Malcolm could masturbate her.

Most mothers would have been worried seeing her ten year old daughter trying to suck an adult man's cock but I wasn't most mothers...I'd sucked my first grown man's cock when I was seven years old and he was a giant of a man, a Cossack Army Captain and the last thing he was interested in was being gentle with me as he trained me to take a cock in my mouth. The Captain just looked on it as a perk of the job that when he visited our area for work, he would take as much pleasure from the students at the International school as he could. At least William was being gentle with Dawn as she worked hard to get as much of William's cock in her mouth as she could and as Malcolm gave her an orgasm with his fingers, Dawn tried all the harder to get more of William's cock into her mouth.

A sweaty arm suddenly looped over my neck, Sarah had walked over to me, she kissed me on my cheek and smiled at me, "Steve and Brian are getting a drink and some nibbles...can I have a turn on Dan please, I'd like to try it the way you're doing it."

I lifted off of Dan's lap and Sarah hopped on.

William was making a lot of noise as he gasped through his orgasm into Dawn's mouth, Adam was right there whispering into Dawn's ear, "Try to swallow it all, don't waste any of it."

It took William two minutes to run through his orgasm from the first spurt to the last, I thought, I've had sex with John that didn't last that long from him entering me to him rolling off again...finished!

Adam helped Dawn to turn around and he positioned her, face down on William's lap while Dawn started sucking Malcolm's cock.

Adam then turned to Peter, "What about you Peter...have you ever sucked a boy's cock before?"

Peter looked at me nervously, his face blushed a little but he nodded his head. Adam looked in my direction as he rubbed the tip of his cock across Peter's lips, "Show me how you like to do it."

Peter had looked a little shy when Adam had asked if he had ever sucked a boy's cock but once Peter took Adam's cock in his mouth, Peter became very animated, he was taking Adam in deep and using his hand to help- get Adam off a little quicker.

I watched Steve slip a little alcohol into the soft drinks that I had given the kids and as soon as Peter got Adam off with his mouth, he was handed the drink to take the taste of Adam's spunk away. Dawn brought Malcolm off at the same moment that Peter got Adam off.

Steve handed Dawn her drink and said, "Did you like William finger fucking you Dawn?"

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Dawn smiled and nodded her head.

"William would love to fuck you properly but he is worried that you're a little tight...would you like him to fuck you properly?"

Dawn nodded her head again.

"William could use a little lubricant to help him to get in you but...it might be better if you let Peter screw you first...would you like that?"

Dawn rolled onto her back and pulled her legs apart, she managed to get her legs into the full splits and Peter was pushed between her thighs and encouraged to fuck his sister as hard and as fast as he could.

Peter opened Dawn up and William followed him in as soon as Peter spunked up into Dawn's pussy.

Adam took Peter over to the snooker table, he bent Peter over the edge of the table, face down and legs dangling, not quite reaching the floor as Adam got in behind him and worked his cock into Peter's bottom.

By mid day, each man had fucked at least one of the kids and I'd had sex with three of them. We stopped for lunch and all went to eat while sitting around the pool.

John and Gordon Richardson turned up at the house at one o'clock and they both stripped totally naked as they walked up to the pool. I thought that the orgy would be dialled down a little once John arrived and I was right in a way...the big players were all flirting with me, the way that I had expected the day to go from the start...and the flirting, the touching and the kissing was mainly for John's benefit to keep his attention on me, I'd stopped recording because I knew that we had enough information to blackmail the five most important men in the whole Civil Service. It was actually Gordon Richardson that finally got his cock in me, he had taken me out of sight of the kids to fuck me with John hot on our heels to watch.

Taking me out of sight of the kids was a ruse-de-guerre, John and three other men were watching me and Gordon fucking while two of the others were fucking Dawn and Sarah...and, occasionally one of them would have fucked Peter as well.

I put a lot of effort into fucking Gordon and blew his mind. John had a massive erection from watching me fucking Gordon and I moved over to John and sucked his cock and as I bent over to suck him, I offered my back end to Dan, I told him to take his pick out of the holes on offer. John climaxed as soon as Dan entered me so I pulled Brian over and sucked him while Dan used my bum for his pleasure.

John and I never actually made it into the swimming pool but the kids spent a few hours in the water between being fucked. As Adam drove us home at five o'clock, Dawn asked him if we'd get invited to another naked pool party soon.

Adam fixed John's eyes in the rear view mirror as he said, "You were so fantastic today...I'm sure that you'll get lots of party invites darling!"

The little alcohol, the sun and all that fucking had totally washed the kids out and I had to fight to keep them awake long enough to eat their dinner before all three of them went to bed at six thirty. I didn't have time or the privacy to review the morning's filming on my mobile phone but I did copy it down into my PC to watch it the next time that I was alone in the house. I popped the SD card from the phone into my pocket and went looking for Justin to give him the good news.

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