Mrs. Steel
written by:
Thesandman

Mrs. Steel

By: Thesandman

During my last year of High School my father had taken on a new job that required we move. I wasn't any too happy about it, wanting to finish out my senior year with friends and activities that I was involved with. But there was no way around it, and I reluctantly remained with my family as we moved several hundred miles away to our new home and a new way of life.

Though our family had "moved-up" as they say, those first few weeks into summer before the start of the new school year were very trying for me. I didn't know anyone, nor had I really met anyone at that time to pal around with or do things with. Worse, I was having difficulty finding a job (that I liked) in order to save some money towards the car I'd been hoping to finally get that summer.

Two doors down from where we lived, there was a spacious home sitting on three acres of the most beautiful greenery, lawn and flowerbeds. I noticed however that it didn't seem to be in the best of shape, far from what it could be anyway. As I enjoyed gardening, working outside more than anything else, and in desperate need of some money, I decided to inquire with the owner of the home to see if there was any work for me there.

On the day I first met Mrs. Steel, I had gone to her door with the hopes of landing at least a part-time job for some quick easy money. I had no idea if they already had a gardener or someone who took care of the grounds, but if they did, he or she certainly wasn't doing a very good job of it. By the looks of things, the grass hadn't been mowed in several weeks in fact. And for a home that elegant looking, and so huge, it didn't make much sense to me.

She opened the door and by all appearances, looked like she'd been in bed for a week her self. She was wearing some frumpy old worn housecoat, her hair was a mess, and she looked worn and tired as well. By the looks of her, I didn't figure there was much chance of landing any sort of a job, my first impression being that something financially disastrous had happened or something, and she was just waiting to be evicted. Pressing on however, I told her who I was, pointed out where I lived, and stated I was interested in landscaping, gardening etc.

As I stood in the door telling her all this, I noticed that she wasn't exactly unattractive, and in fact, under normal circumstances would probably be a very attractive looking woman. She was certainly in her mid too late fifty's perhaps early sixty's even, but looking older than that at the time I first met her. To my surprise, she seemed interested in my offer, and explained her present situation.

"Three month's ago my husband died......" She began telling me. ".....Steven was the one who really enjoyed working out in the yard, keeping things up and all that. We'd once talked about hiring on a gardener, especially as it became more and more difficult for him to spend the time this place constantly needed. But for one reason or another, we kept putting it off, doing it ourselves. And then of course Steven died suddenly of an unexpected heart attack. I've been trying to keep up with it, but as you can see, I'm falling behind in it myself, and frankly, haven't had the energy or the desire even to do it."

After she had explained this to me, things made a little more sense, but I still wasn't sure she was too keen on hiring me. That was until she told me she'd pay me a hundred dollars a week! Although that was more money than I'd seen in my short lifetime that I could call my own, I still hesitated, feeling somewhat guilty about accepting such a salary for keeping things in shape for her. Mrs. Steel then explained to me that I would definitely earn every penny of it. As that also included maintenance on their pool, as well as doing odd jobs around the house for her when she needed help doing something. Having heard that, I readily agreed. My very first day "at work" would be bright and early the next day. The first order of business was mowing the lawn, but at least they had one of those mowers you could ride on, and that was something to look forward to all by itself. The second major thing would be to clean out the leaves and garbage that had fallen into the pool over the past few months.

I showed up at her place bright and early the next morning. I preferred working in the yard early anyway, my favorite time of day when things were still peaceful, quiet, and fresh. And though I would soon be waking up the neighbors once I started on the lawn, I enthusiastically set out to begin to make a difference in how the place would look once I was done. Mrs. Steel had already given me a set of keys to the shed where everything I needed was secured and waiting for me. So I didn't need to bother waking her up when I began my day.

I had spent the past two hours out front mowing, and already the place looked one hundred percent better. Heading out back to finish up there, I ran into Mrs. Steel as she came outside to greet me. The first thing I noticed was that I had been right. She was an attractive woman, very much so. She had obviously gone through some sort of metamorphosis during the night, as I now saw her with a little bit of makeup, and entirely different looking. But to my immediate delight, I saw that she was wearing a tied in front halter-top that clearly defined her well rounded breasts, and deep cleavage that hinted at the smoothness of her dark tanned breasts as well. She wore a pair of white shorts that showed off her dark tan, as well as her shapely legs. Needless to say, she looked like an entirely different woman than the one I had met the day before.

"It's such a lovely morning. I thought I'd at least come out and give you a hand. After all, it's not your fault the yard's in this bad of a condition, so the least I can do is help you." She said.

"Thank you Mrs. Steel....." I began to say, but she interrupted me.

"Katie. Please call me Katie." She told me.

Even so, it was difficult for me to call her by that name, and I continually addressed her as Mrs. Steel, sometimes Katie after that.

"I'll start on the pool." She explained, and told me about the pool cleaner and how it worked. "You finish up with the mowing, and then come over and help me with this."

As the backyard wasn't nearly as big as the front yard, primarily because of the pool and floral gardens, it didn't take me even half the time to mow, as had the front yard. I put the mower back in the shed, and then went around the house to rejoin her by the pool. I had just started up this narrow slate stone path between the house and the open-air green house they had also kept for growing their roses, placed my hand on the small gate that opened into the back yard, and froze!

I know Katie was expecting me to come back around the other way, as she was still looking over her shoulder in that direction. But as I had left some grass clippings in bags to set out in the garbage, I had gone around the other side of the house. So it was that I stood watching her remove the western style bandana she'd been wearing, allowing her shoulder length hair to fall free. Interestingly, she had one silver streak that swept back nearly down the middle, and reminded me slightly of Mrs. Munster, though I certainly would never ever have referred to her in that way. But what froze me in place was the fact she had untied her blouse, and realizing she was braless then, watched as she took the bandana and wiped her exposed breasts off from her sweat. Still looking in the other direction for me to come back around, I stood there momentarily, still looking at her beautiful full breasts, almost afraid to move. And in so doing was caught looking.

It wasn't the fact that she simply had bared her breasts, but the fact that they were so beautiful. Katie had the biggest darkest areola, (though I only knew them then as "nipples") that I had ever seen before, and I had seen several women's breasts in a few "stroke-books", but never any women's nipple's like hers. To me, they were the most erotic looking pair of "tits" that I had ever laid eyes on. And so literally frozen in place as I was, caught looking as Mrs. Steel suddenly turned to look in my direction as though realizing since I'd not come back around the other way that the possibility existed, I'd come around from the side that I had. And there our eyes locked on one another.

Initially I felt embarrassed and a little alarmed that she might think I was actually spying on her. " So much for my permanent job." I thought. But Katie merely smiled, turned away from me so as to once again cover herself, and retied the blouse she was wearing back over her breasts.

"Sorry...didn't mean to embarrass you." She said. "It's just so damn hot already, and I'm sweating like a pig as it is."

I walked through the gate towards her, a little dizzy and a little unsteady on my feet. But it had been an innocent incident after all, and if Mrs. Steel wasn't going to make any big deal out of it, then neither would I.

An hour or so later we'd finished cleaning the pool. Katie suggested we break for a light lunch, and as a reward for all our hard work, suggested we go for a swim afterwards. I reminded Katie that I of course didn't have any swim trunks, and though I could certainly run home to get some, I worried about getting stuck at home doing one thing or another for my mother instead. Katie quickly informed me that she was sure she could dig out a pair of trunks that Steven had worn without my having to run home.

Following her up to her bedroom, I once again felt a little shy and extremely nervous. Sitting on the edge of her bed while she rummaged through several drawers, she finally found a pair of swimming trunks that would fit me. I watched as she quickly located a two-piece bathing suit of her own, and invited me to change clothes in her bedroom while she stepped into the bathroom to change. I quickly stripped out of my clothes and piled them in one of the chairs sitting near the bed. Looking up and towards the bathroom, I saw then that the door had not been closed all the way. A small crack gave me a peek into that room and I saw Mrs. Steel's reflection in the bathroom mirror. Once again, I sat watching as she undressed, watched as she cupped her breasts turning sideways in the mirror to look at her self, releasing her breasts, turning, cupping them once again as though wishing they stood up off her chest a little more firmly. I for one thought her breasts looked perfect just the way they were. They were in my young eyes, quite sexy and very alluring. I had never seen boobs as large as hers were, but had limited experience in trying to compare them to the very, very few I had seen. To me, just looking at her as she examined and touched herself was exciting beyond words. And because of that, I immediately achieved an erection, which I did not initially perceive as being a problem until I realized she'd soon come out of the bathroom.

"Mrs. Steel....Uh Katie? I'm going to go ahead and run down to the pool. I'll meet you outside." I yelled at her into the bathroom.

Katie had by this time of course finished dressing as well, and just as I stood up to leave, she came walking out of the bathroom. Once again we caught one another staring and looking at each other. Me with a tent-pole bulging out of my swim trunks, and her with those full breasts of hers barely contained within the confines of a nearly too small top. Her white two-piece suit certainly highlighted her dark tan, and glancing down briefly as I did, I also noticed the slightly darker area that was shadowed between her legs through the material of her bottoms.

I stammered momentarily, unsure what to say or do. "I um....ah.....was just going." Dropping my hand down as non-chalantly as possible, to cover my obvious erection, I finally managed to get my legs unstuck from the floor and headed out of the bedroom.

"Here!" I heard Katie softly yell at me then, turning, I just managed to catch the bath-towel she'd thrown towards me, but the suddenness and unexpected toss of the towel in my direction once again revealed my obvious stiffness. And worse, showing it off from a side view that I saw her glance down at as I reached up to catch the towel.

"I thought you might need a towel." She finished saying then, still looking at me, smiling.

I was sure she wasn't smiling at me in any suggestive, certainly not in any sort of an "interested" way. It was more like in an understanding; don't worry about it, sort of smile. I was grateful for that, and used the towel to wrap around myself, and hurried on down the stairs with Katie following behind me.

We swam for quite a while, splashing water on one another and generally having quite a good time. The coolness of the water rapidly melted my erection so that I was soon comfortable around her, and as we swam, talked and enjoyed one another's company, I relaxed considerably as well.

Though the trunks Katie had given me to wear felt a little big, and I occasionally had to readjust them, it became second nature for me to do so and I gave it no further thought. I eventually decided to go off the diving board when Katie asked me if I knew how to do any "flips" off it that she could watch. I was delighted to show her what I could do, "showing off" and climbed out of the pool and stepped onto the diving board. I hit the end of the board springing high into the air, and slid through the water in a near perfect vertical entry. And promptly felt my trunks come off in the water. When I surfaced a short distance away, I turned around looking behind myself to see if I could spot them floating. Katie was already standing there in the middle of the pool, holding onto them.

"I guess they're a little big." And then she laughed, unable to help herself.

Though I was a little embarrassed, even feeling my cheeks flushing, I laughed along with her, but hesitated in approaching her in my obvious nakedness. I fully expected her to toss the trunks over to me, watched her even as though she was going to do just that, and then was stunned as they went sailing through the air far over my head to land over by the Patio table instead.

I turned back around to look at her, confusion showing in my face I'm sure, and saw her reaching behind obviously undoing her swim-top.

"You know, in all the years we've owned this pool, I have never once gone skinny-dipping in it!" Katie then tossed her own top over to the side, landing near where the spot my own trunks had landed. I saw her reach down then knowing full well that she was now removing the bottoms to her bathing suit as well. This too was wadded up and sent sailing across the pool to land on the edge near the steps leading up and out. "Good place for them. I'll leave them there to put back on when I get out." She casually commented. Flipping onto her back, she floated momentarily while I stood in the shallows at the opposite end of the pool, though kneeling so as not to expose myself to her. I was more than confused now and totally unsure what to make of all this as she so calmly floated on her back. Those breasts of hers so easily exposed, as was the dark patch of her pubic hair now clearly revealed to me as well as she lay on her back floating there in the water.

Though I was certainly more at ease now as we continued to talk and swim around, it was simply too tempting, and far too easy to continually find myself gawking at her nude body, especially her breasts as she sometimes stood, or floated on her back. Eventually my cock had once again stirred in arousal, and feeling it growing, I made a hasty retreat out of the pool and sat down in one of the patio-table chairs. Though I didn't put on my wet swim trunks, I did grab my towel and laid it across my lap. Katie had brought out a pitcher of lemonade with lunch, and I quickly poured a glass pretending to be thirsty and sat their drinking it....watching her.

She of course had seen me exit the pool. I knew she had followed me over towards the table, and though my ass was obviously exposed to her viewing, it wasn't nearly as bad had she seen my reawakened erection. When I sat, I did so with my towel already positioned in front of myself so that I would conceal my pre-"dick"-ament before sitting down.

Mrs. Steel swam over then to the edge of the pool closest to me. She was perfectly concealed in this fashion, standing below the lip of the pool in such a way that I could not see anything of her except for her head, neck and upper shoulders. We'd left the pool cleaner on the entire time, allowing it to finish doing its job while we swam. I saw her taking in the hose, fully expecting her to ask me to shut it off, (dreading that) but was surprised when she never mentioned anything to me about it, but obviously stood there now holding on to it as we spoke. It was then that I noticed a peculiar expression come over her face. I had seen that look on my own face in the mirror when I had once caught my reflection while masturbating in the bathroom. And it was the very same one I was seeing now on her face!

"So......" Mrs. Steel began speaking, and I picked up a slight quivering edge to the tone of her voice as she did. ".......do you think I have an ok body for a woman my age? I bet not though huh? I'd guess you have several young girlfriends with cute little bodies to look at occasionally....."

I was about to respond...but she merely continued speaking, so my own response stuck in my throat, and I merely sat watching her instead. I was certainly intrigued, curious, perhaps intimidated and even a little bit afraid, but sitting there watching her doing whatever it was that she was doing was getting to me. My cock was as stiff and as hard as it had ever been, and the fear of her asking, no telling....me to get up and do something for her, like turning off the pool cleaner was suddenly a bit worrisome.

I was so into my own thoughts and wildly running imagination at this point that I had hardly heard a word on been concentrating on what Mrs. Steel had been saying. Sort of like coming in on the middle of an innocent conversation, and hearing something else that could have been taken as anything but innocent. And for a moment....that's what I thought I was hearing.

"..........at least that long since I have even seen a man's.......cock." She said bluntly.

"And the last thing I wanted to do was frighten you off, but it would mean so much to me if you would come over here at least, and just let me see you."

I know I sat there looking dumbfounded. But I had just barely tuned back into whatever it was she had been saying. The word cock was certainly embedded into my thoughts...and something about her wanting to see it. When I saw her own look change from the pleasured one she'd been showing me to one of uncertainty, even suddenly being ashamed of what she'd just said, I knew my inaction had mistakenly been perceived as something else entirely. I saw her face soften, almost like she was going to start crying or something then.

"Wait!" I heard myself call out, though it sounded like a voice belonging to someone else...not mine.

I stood up then, dropping my bath towel completely, revealing my hard swollen member to her scrutiny, and bravely walked over to sit down on the edge of the pool where she was still standing. Almost immediately I realized what it was she had been doing with the pool cleaner then too. She still had it nestled between her legs, and obviously had been using it to pleasure herself with while she had stood there talking to me.

"You know what I'm doing?" She asked. Though it was more of a statement of fact than a question really. I nodded my head yes with sudden wide-eyed understanding, and an overwhelming wave of excitement suddenly coursing through and over my entire body.

Though I had not made any attempt now to conceal myself from her, I was also trying not to flaunt my arousal at her either. Sitting beside her, legs tightly closed together, I was still taken by surprise when she moved over between them, and pressing herself against my knees, forced them apart. Almost immediately she reached up and softly took my cock in her hand, and though not quite stroking it, allowed herself to fondle and finger it exploratorily as we continued looking into one another's eyes.

I was at this very moment entering into an area where I had very little experience. I had the summer before with an old girlfriend, gone so far as to dry-hump her as we called it, with clothes on. I had managed to fondle and even suck her tits one evening, and weeks later advanced to actually mutually masturbating one another to orgasm. But except for that very limited experience, I had done or experienced nothing more than that with anyone. So sitting here completely naked with Mrs. Steel was a new experience in and of itself. But as she had now also added playing with me to that list, I was already headed towards new heights, and totally unprepared or expert enough to understand what could or perhaps even should naturally happen next. Mrs. Steel thankfully took charge and sort of guided things along for me then.

She continued to tease her self with the pool cleaner that much was obvious that she was enjoying that, and perhaps also enjoying the fact that I now knew and understood what it was she was doing. Added to that of course were the wonderfully erotic sensations that she was giving me with her hand. She was very gentle, and it was that gentleness that had taken me to the very edge almost before I even realized it.

"Ah....ah. Mrs. Steel! Katie!" I near yelled then, feeling my impending orgasm, knowing full well that unless she quit what she was doing...and soon, she was going to have quite a mess and quite an unexpected surprise on her hands.

But what she did of course caught me off guard, and merely speeded up the process to its climatic finish. Instead of stopping as I half expected her to do, though I am not at all sure why I had even entertained that as an option, she placed her mouth over my cock instead, a completely new sensation, one in which I had never personally experienced. It was something I had only heard about girls doing, and only seen done in a few pictures in one of my fathers hard-core magazines I had at one time discovered secreted away in his closet.

Almost immediately of course, my cock throbbed and exploded with a torrent of cum gushing from the tip of it. My nuts seemed to turn themselves inside out, and I reached for her head, as the only actual source of anything to hold onto while I felt my body rapidly fold inside itself. Mrs. Steel somehow managed to continue sucking me however, even as my cock grew to incredible proportions within my mind, and I had the weirdest sensation of watching my cum suddenly exploding from out of her ears and nose as she continued to suck me dry. It was after all my very first blowjob, and as silly as some might think, I had absolutely no expectation of what something like that would actually feel like. The orgasm was so intense, so overwhelming, that I very nearly passed out from it. I saw stars, felt my toes suddenly cramp and curl upwards along with the sensation of my balls tightening and pulsating wildly.

Though I wasn't at all certain, I was fairly confident that Mrs. Steel had also experienced and enjoyed her own orgasm, brought on from the titillating pleasure of the pool cleaner. As I began to be a little more oriented and focused, I felt Mrs. Steel suddenly pulling me towards her in the pool. The feel of the cool water helped to refresh me considerably as I slipped into the water right next to her, but so did the feel of those magnificent breasts touching me, pressing against me as I did.

Normally after I had had an orgasm after masturbating, once that sensation had passed...the edge of excitement naturally diminished. Surprisingly for me then, though I had only moments ago had one of the most intense "cums" of my life....my cock hadn't entirely deflated, softening only slightly, and the interest and excitement was still there!

I didn't ask....didn't feel under the circumstances that I had to or needed to actually. But I cupped both of Mrs. Steel's breasts then, felt the weight of them in my hands, and toyed gently with them. She moaned, and that simple solitary sound had my cock racing back to another full-hard erection.

"Suck them Nick, suck my tits...............it's... been... so... long!" She breathed in the sexiest most sensual sounding tone of voice I had ever heard. I ravished them then, alternating back and forth between them as I kissed, licked, sucked, and pulled on her incredibly thick fat nipples. Mrs. Steel continued to moan, coo, and whisper things too me that was having a definite effect on my own reawakened arousal.

"Oh Nick...Nick." She said calling my name over and over. "Your hands feel so good on my tits!" She said, using that word instead of breasts, or even boobs. And hearing her say like that, just put an extra special emphasis on the mood we were both once again feeling.

At that moment, I felt something once again stimulating me, and looked down to see she had the pool cleaner in her hand.

"You're going to like this." She stated, "I used to come out here and do this all the time. Even Steven never knew I did it....and I once did so while he was sitting over there talking to me while I did too!" She laughed, remembering that time. "I always wanted to do this to him, but for some reason was too afraid to mention it, fearful that he would think it too kinky....too strange for his tastes. You don't do you Nicky?" She called me then.

I moaned as well by way of an answer. It was a pleasant sensation, fairly intense in its own way, and reminded me of many years earlier when I had once "tried" using the vacuum cleaner hose on myself when I was early on exploring various self pleasuring techniques.

She didn't continue on with this too long however, I suspected she already knew that it wouldn't take very damn long to get me off using that. And obviously, Katie had other things in mind for a much slower, drawn out pleasuring of one another.

I had of course been fully content to enjoy fondling and caressing her breasts. Even then assuming, albeit somewhat stupidly, that if this was all I was permitted to do, I'd be a very, very happy young man in deed! I felt her hand guiding my hand however, and soon she placed it at the apex of her sex. Even under the water, standing as we were, she parted her legs slightly, and my finger easily found itself up inside her. Her pussy was slippery sweet, like the baby oil I sometimes used to jack-off with, but this was underwater, and was remaining slippery, which I found quite thrilling and quite exciting to be experiencing.

We stood fingering, jacking, and exploring one another in this way for quite some time. Eventually Mrs. Steel started rotating herself against my hand, my fingers still working in and out of her, but also as she had begun instructing me to do, I was now tenderly paying more direct attention to her clitoris, which I honestly didn't know very much about, only that what she was telling me to do, seemed to be giving her immense pleasure.

"Right there Nicky. Oh yes, just like that!" She urged me. Then she'd sort of rotate her hips and press herself against my hand, holding me closely to her, all the while, my own dick in her hand as she jerked it, massaged it, or just simply squeezed the head. All these sensations, most of them new ones to me, were driving me wild with my own desires. And I was once again rapidly building towards another orgasm myself.

Moments later, I felt her tremble, even as I bent down to once again suckle one of her hard erect nipples. She semi collapsed against me, and had it not been for the buoyancy of the water, we'd have both probably tipped over backwards. Feeling, and then seeing her cum triggered my own. And once again as I stood there enjoying the sensation of her hand milking my pulsating prick dry, I swam in a sea of ecstasy right along with her.

It was late in the afternoon by this time. And though I really did have no desire to leave her, knew that I would have to as my mother had not expected me to be gone all day. I hurriedly dressed after that, and spoke briefly with Mrs. Steel ensuring her that I'd be back bright and early the next day to start on the other areas that still needed attention to around the yard.

I did notice what I thought to be a slightly guilty looking expression on her face, but once I had assured her that I would be back, and grinning stupidly from ear to ear, she seemed to relax a little and gave me that same wonderful smile I had finally seen her give to me earlier that day.

I raced home whistling, excited beyond words and already anticipating the possibilities of what the next day might bring. I was starved of course, had three helpings at dinner, helped with the dishes without even being asked, and even though I had the whole evening ahead of me with absolutely nothing to do, and no place to go to do it, felt better than I had in weeks. Heading upstairs to my bedroom, I closed and locked my bedroom door, hanging out my "Do not disturb" sign, which was something my parents respected. And spent the next hour and a half in blissful self pleasuring, relieving over and over in my mind every explicit intimate moment that I had enjoyed with Mrs. Steel.

I arose bright and early the next day. I knew that Mrs. Steel would not even be awake by the time I arrived, but that was ok. I was intent on getting, as much of the yard work done as was possible before she even knew I was there. My whole purpose now wasn't in doing it to get paid, or even with hopes or expectations of anything remotely happening as it had the day before. I actually wanted to please her. And knowing how much she had loved the way her yard had once looked was determined to see that it looked that way again as soon as possible.

It wasn't even eight o'clock yet and I had already been feverishly working for two straight hours. Most of the shrubs and bushes that ran along the long winding driveway were now once again neatly trimmed and groomed. I was just hauling off the trimmings, already dripping with sweat, it was going to be another hot day, when I saw her open the front door and wave at me. I figured she might come out and actually greet me, say something, but then to my surprise she went back inside closing the door. I finished up what I had been doing in the front, and then headed around to the backyard to start out there.

Nearly an hour later, she did come outside then, carrying a tray of pastries and juice. Setting it on the patio table, she invited me over to have something to eat.

"Good morning Nick." She finally said. But I immediately noticed her tone and mannerism though friendly, definitely didn't have that husky almost lustiness that I had heard in it the day before. She was a lot more "formal" sounding with me as we sat talking about the weather, and about how good of a job I was doing. Not a word was spoken or even intimated of what had happened between us yesterday, and I immediately perceived that she wanted to keep it that way. Somewhat dejected, a little disappointed in fact, I chalked up the encounter to a moment of weakness for her. Obviously, unlike myself, she had spent the evening thinking about everything we had done too, but was now feeling remorse and guilt over it. The worse thing I could have done was to discuss it or remind her of anything we'd done. I soon after went back to work, and though I occasionally saw Mrs. Steel looking out one of the many windows facing the backyard, I didn't see her again until it was nearing lunchtime.

As noon approached, I had eventually stripped my shirt off as I was dripping sweat. Mrs. Steel eventually came outside with a plate of sandwiches and an ice-tea for me. I didn't have the heart to tell her I didn't care for tea, but it went down well with the sandwiches. Once again however, Mrs. Steel had disappeared back inside the house and I was surprised that she hadn't even offered to sit out side and have lunch with me. By this time I was feeling pretty much like a heel myself for allowing things to have gone as far as they had. Going back to work then, I did notice her come out and head over towards the Greenhouse. She had dressed herself in far less revealing clothing this time, which was another hint to me that there wouldn't be any repeat occurring of the previous day.

Katie had told me the day before that she wanted me to haul out the clippings, sweep the floor of the greenhouse once she had "dead-headed" and pruned the roses. I knew that in all likelihood, that's what she was busily doing now. After putting away some of the gardening tools I had been using, I then entered the Greenhouse carrying the large sweeping broom in order to do as she had asked me to do the day before.

Though she wasn't at all surprised to see me when I came in carrying the broom, she spoke to me in what could only be described as a very authoritative tone in her voice.

"When you've finished sweeping up, I'd like you to go along and fertilize the roses. I'll follow behind you with the watering can." She stated flatly.

By the time I had finished sweeping and was beginning to fertilize the plants, I was feeling extremely uncomfortable myself. Already I was having second thoughts about continuing to work for her, not because of the money, or even because I didn't enjoy the work I was doing, simply because I was now feeling really bad about what had happened and what had obviously changed our relationship.

Without turning around to even look at her, I could hear Mrs. Steel following behind m pouring water into the plants. The "silence" as they say was deafening, and I was beginning to hurry up the process in order to get out of there and head for home where I could reconsider ever returning back to work for her. I'd already decided I wouldn't even bother asking her for any "wages"....hell, what I'd experienced with Katie was something I couldn't even begin to repay her for. And if anything, by my never returning back again, it would make it a whole lot easier for her to get over what had happened and finally perhaps forget that it even had. I was really feeling like a shit now, thinking about how her husband had just recently died, and how I had in some respects taken advantage of her lonely emotional state. And for that reason alone I knew that I would soon walk out the door and never come back.

I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I hadn't realized I had slowed down, or that she had nearly caught up to me as I worked. Already she was standing beside me pouring water into the plant I had just finished working the fertilizer into the soil of. Redoubling my efforts, I quickly finished that side of the table, and turned in the isle to start down along the opposite side. I then heard Mrs. Steel refilling the watering can and was glad that I'd have a little bit of a head-start to stay ahead of her.

With my hand in one pot, mixing and working the soil, I heard Mrs. Steel come up behind me. I was several plants ahead of her, so had not expected to feel her so closely standing behind me as she was, sensing her, I merely continued working with the expectation that she would move on down to the end of the table.

Imagine my surprise at suddenly feeling her hands slipping around my waist. Her soft breasts pressed against my bare back, and realizing her breasts were bare as well. I felt her fumble with my belt, undoing it, and slipping her hand down inside my briefs. I was as wet as a limp noodle of course, and more than a little self conscious about that. I felt her turn slightly, her breasts sliding across my back as she did, reaching for something. In the next instant she was pouring the can of water down the front of my Khaki bush pants soaking them and me completely.

"I hear if you water frequently, things tend to grow better." She said teasingly. That "edge" that silky tone of lustiness once again etched into her sensual sounding voice.

Even the water felt sensually pleasurable, extremely erotic as she emptied the entire contents of the watering can down the front of my pants. Mrs. Steel, "Katie" had continued to hold on to my cock with one hand, slowly and ever so softly stroking and manipulating it, and all the while pouring the near ice-cold water over my cock at the same time. The combination of the two sensations, one hot...one cold, was extremely exciting, that, and feeling her breasts pressing against me from behind, her taut hard nipples biting into my back.

"I'm so sorry Nicky!" She said finally. "I know I've been treating you like shit all day long, but I was so confused. One moment I was berating myself for what I was doing. The next, remembering and wanting more, much more." She said breathlessly. "I had decided to somehow drive you away, you're being here simply too tempting for me to deal with, or control myself over. And the last thing I ever wanted to do was complicate things or hurt you in anyway."

I turned to face her then, kissing her passionately. And for a moment, she returned my kiss with a hunger even more desperate than my own. Breaking away then, she held me at arms length, it was hard not to stare at her exposed breasts, I wanted to once again capture them with my lips and make love to them exactly as I had done the day before.

"Nicky........." I knew then that only she could ever call me that. Not Nick, but "Nicky". ".......I'm nearly fifty eight years old!" She stated. I am at least forty years older than you are, and have no business doing this, you're much too young for me, and should be "experiencing" things like this with girls your own age!"

"But I don't want to Mrs.....Katie. And in fact, I haven't experienced anything even remotely like this with any girls. I have come close, but its always felt weird...clumsy even, like I don't know what I'm doing, because I don't...not really. But with you...it's...it's different, nicer....somehow. I feel more........"

"Are you telling me you've never been with a woman? Ever?" She asked.

Now I really did feel silly and foolish. I was afraid she'd order me a way, learning now, and finding out just how inexperienced I really was. That, and confessing to be a virgin to boot!

"So what you are telling me is....you're still a virgin? You've never slept with another woman then? Ever?"

I could only shake my head no, afraid that with that admission she'd direct me to leave her at once. It was bad enough that she had allowed herself to get excited over being with me, but adding insult to injury, I was as inexperienced as all get out, and learning that, she'd realize I wouldn't have a single clue as to what a "man" would know how to do in pleasing a woman.

The laugh that came out then was not that all unexpected. I flinched at the sound of it, "Guess it could have been worse." I thought silently to myself. "She could have yelled at me to get out or something."

"Oh Nicky...my dear sweet Nicky. You have so much to learn. And so much that I'm going to enjoy teaching you!"

Having heard that, you could have knocked me over with a feather. Leading me by the hand then, wet shorts and all; we soon left the Greenhouse heading back inside the main house and up the stairway to her bedroom.

"First things first." She said finally, "We both need a shower....and though I am sure your cock is all nice and clean after the little bath I gave it...the rest of us isn't. So your first lessons here is....some body odor's aren't sexy!"

We both hastily removed what remained of our clothing. Stepping into the hot steamy shower, we once again soaped each other thoroughly. I quickly applied a generous helping of liquid soap to Katie's breasts, using the slick lubricant, my hands slid over and around her fleshy boobs. The sensation of her soft skin filling my hands, the way my palms slid over her erect nipples, all slippery and soft, the feel of her legs and ass as I explored her and touched, washing, soaping, caressing every square inch of her was intoxicating.

Even as I soaped and played with her, she also soaped and played with me, cupping one another's ass, soaping them, and as I felt her finger enter me, so did mine explore and enter her.

The lewdness in which we stood, touched, exploring one another was exhilarating. It was like stepping outside of myself to watch us touching one another. Hands groping, urgent, needy, fingers dipping inside her sex, fingering her wet slit all slippery and soft and heated. Her hand's slipping up and down my prick's skin, pulling it up as though trying to stretch it over the head of my cock, one hand caressing my ball-sack, sometimes her finger again fucking in and out of my ass while my own fingers alternated back and forth between her own openings. Soap and suds covered us, lathered us, but still the squishy sounds of our own juices as we produced them added to the passionate erotic sounds of our shower play.

"Do you want to fuck me now?" She questioned.

Sure...I'd heard that word several times. Said it often enough myself when I was screwing around with my buddies. But hearing it said like that...it was the most beautiful sounding word I had ever heard.

"Yes...." I weakly managed to say finally.

"Yes what?" She teased.

"Yes....I want to....make love to you."

"Make love? No...not yet. You will make love to another woman someday. And then you may call it that. So...do you want to fuck me now?"

"Yes." I attempted once again.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Katie. I want to fuck you!"

We rinsed one another off then, still apart of the foreplay we'd been enjoying together, and then stepping out of the shower, headed off into her bedroom without even bothering to towel off.

Katie stripped down the comforter, clean crisp white sheets appearing, and she lay down on the bed, brazenly spreading her legs where I got the first really good look at her womanhood. Unabashedly, reaching down, I watched her then as she spread her pussy lips apart for me.

"This......" She began. "Is my vagina. These...." As she spread her legs even further apart, now pulling on her rose colored pussy lips, ".......are my labia, inner, as well as outer." She said pointing them out to me as she pulled them apart and toyed with them at the same time.

"And this......this is my clitoris. This is for a woman a very highly sensitive organ, sometimes you can touch it directly, sometimes....it is far too sensitive, so you may only touch or caress it indirectly. If you listen to a woman, learn her movements, her signs, what she needs and when she needs it to be touched, you will learn her most intimate secrets then. Remember that."

"Now....come here to me." She told me then.

I wasn't totally naïve, I had read a few books, seen several X-rated photos in fact, so I wasn't totally unaware of how things worked, and what was supposed to happen when they did. I immediately climbed onto the bed, grasping my cock and aiming it at her like a flaming sword about to slice through some magical barrier. Which for me in some ways it was.

Katie saw what I was attempting to do and immediately closed her legs together, barring me from even approaching her any closer than I had done already.

"Oh Nicky, Nicky, Nicky. You can't just climb on and fuck a girl, you must learn how to prime the pump first."

I know I was looking at her with a deadpan expression on my face. I had no idea what she was talking about, obviously my total lack of experience was well in evidence here, and I had no clue as to what it was I should have done, or should be doing now for that matter.

"Guys and Gals are different in more ways than just the obvious ones." She told me. "A man, a boy...." she said emphasizing the word, can easily get his rocks off with very little time and effort. But a woman isn't emotionally built that way. A woman needs you to take your time with her, she needs you to tease her and please her over a longer....much longer period of time. Trust me on this one. You may want to jump on and fuck a girl almost immediately, and perhaps for you....you'll actually enjoy it. But for her...for a woman anyway, she won't. A man needs to stimulate her, excite her, pleasure her and get her to the point where she is ready to experience an orgasm, however that might be accomplished. But the secret is being patient, and in doing so, you will also find that your own pleasures will be enhanced, more intense, and far more satisfying as well."

"So what do you want me to do then?" I honestly and sincerely asked her.

"Lesson number two." She stated with a wide devilish smile on her face. "Something that's called cunnilingus. And if you learn to do it right, and enjoy doing it, you will most likely find a woman to be far more receptive and willing to do similar things to you. Remember yesterday? When I put your cock inside my mouth and sucked it and licked it? Well that one's called fellatio. What the woman does. And so what the man does to a woman is called......"

"Cunnilingus!" I exclaimed happily.

"Yes!"

"Eating pussy." I added then.

"Well yes...they do......."

"Licking slit." I said continuing.

Katie laughed. "Ok enough..... enough lessons by the book. Now its time for the actual application of your continuing education."

I was grinning.

"Come here and eat my pussy!"

"Eat it? Or lick it?" I said crawling over to lie down between her once again outstretched legs.

"Don't worry. I'll tell you which one to do....and when." I think in some ways, in some areas, there is a natural instinct borne in some of us to do something quite naturally with very little additional instruction. After only a short period of time, and although actually hearing Katie telling me to do this, or to do that, which was stimulating all by itself, I soon after began venturing out on my own as my tongue slid in and out of her pussy, circling and then sliding up and down her well lubricated labia both "inner" as well as "outer" lips. I also visited...frequently her blood-engorged clitoris, which I had watched her expose with her fingers as she had pointed it out to me previously. I placed the very tip of my tongue against the pink shinny smooth surface, and with as light of a touch as I could manage, flicked the tip of it softly, slowly at first and then gradually increased the tempo as well as the pressure against it for a short period of time. Reaching up across her as well, I then found her breasts, so wonderfully and erotically heaving against her chest. Here I traced along her curvature, explored the soft tender portion of each which rested against her chest, caressed her, and then ventured on towards her nipples, treating each one as though it were another clitoris, a hard nubbed clitoris sitting atop her tit. These, I touched, finger "patted" and sometimes rolled between two fingers, or squeezed gently whenever my mouth was doing likewise to the nipple-clit resting between her wet glistening slit.

"Oh Nicky!" She wailed and moaned softly. "You....are....a.....natural....."

"Cunnilingilar?" I said, making up the word I thought might define for her what it was I was doing.

"Cunt licker. One very fast learning pussy eater."

"Hmmm pussy." I mouthed into her cunt even as I licked her and sucked on her clitoris once again.

"Shut up and lick me."

"Lick what?"

"My cunt. My pussy. My quim. Whatever you want to fucking call it. Just do it!"

"Lick it? Or eat it?" I continued.

But Katie simply groaned and then pressed my head firmly against her soaked pussy, effectively shutting me up.

I had actually gotten Katie close to having an orgasm, but she made me stop, explaining that she wanted to prolong the excitement, which would eventually make her orgasm even stronger. She told me to still lay between her legs however, but now taught and told me how to explore her with my fingers. Putting one finger inside her, she told me how to move it, what it was I was feeling as I moved it around inside her. She told me how to insert two fingers and then "walk" them up inside her pressing against the front of her cunt like I was trying to reach her clitoris from the inside or "backdoor" as she called it.

Even doing this was exciting to me. There is something about a woman as I learned over the years who is comfortable using sensual or naughty words that is extremely exciting to me. And hearing Katie use them... speak them, all while I explored her and learned about her was an incredible experience.

I had also nearly brought her to climax with my fingers doing this as well when she once again stopped me.

"I am ready for you to fuck me now." She finally said. " But I want to trade places with you so I can control the action."

I quickly lay down on my back then, and waited, watching as Katie moved over the top of me, posing herself and then sitting down on top of me. Even then she had not taken my cock and put it inside her as I had expected her to do.

"You tell me if you're about to cum." She told me. And then proceeded to rub herself up and down the length of my cock without putting it inside her. The sensation was delicious....too delicious, and within mere moments of her doing this, I felt that special "tingly" start to happen deep inside my balls.

"Katie...." I breathed. And she stopped moving herself against me, reaching down then and squeezing my prick until the sensation went away. I reached up, attempting to fondle her large breasts, but she took my hands away.

"No. Not yet. If you do that, it won't help with what I'm trying to do for you here."

I didn't totally understand what it was she was trying to do as yet, but reluctantly allowed my hands to fall by my side instead of touching her or playing with her in anyway the way I really wanted to. Once again, I came fairly close to orgasm, and Katie stopped, squeezing my dick firmly until the sensation ebbed away.

"Now.....you should be able to go a little longer this first time. Though I imagine not too long even then. But your young still......" She left off saying. And I still wasn't fully cognoscente of what it was she was attempting to do here.

She did finally reach down and guide my cock into her. I was inside her before I even realized it, all slippery, warm and wonderful feeling. But she moved not even a fraction, as I lay buried deep inside her pussy. And to my surprise, not even moving I felt that sensation of exploding, just being inside her was such a heavenly sensation, that my prick wanted to explode right there and then. But Katie knew this too, without my even having to ask her, and quickly removed me from inside her, squeezing me once again.

She looked at me smiling, "That was close...."

I could only look back at her with apologetic eyes. I really had had no clue.

"It's ok....we're going to go slow. Really slow. And if you do cum, don't worry about it....we have lots of time!"

When I was once again calm enough, Katie easily captured me with her cunt, not even needing to use her hand. We were both so "slick" and "juicy" that I was once again inside her without hardly realizing it. But this time at least, that feeling wasn't there already, and she moved up and down against me so slowly that I wasn't aware at first that she was moving.

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed. And she stopped fucking me.

"You gonna cum?" She questioned.

"Oh...no. It just feels so damn good! I can't believe this!"

Katie went back to moving herself up and down my stiff prick. The velvety feel of her, the heat and moisture was beyond anything I could have been prepared for. Even the few times I'd used baby-oil, or had stood under the shower letting the water masturbate me could not have prepared me for the way my cock was feeling inside her cunt.

I don't know why the "thought" suddenly came to me then either. "Katie.....what if I cum inside you and......and......you get......"

"Pregnant?" She nearly squealed, and burst out laughing then, uncunting me in the process.

"I am way past the possibility of that happening. But you are right in one respect, we probably should have used a condom anyway, though since you are a virgin....or "were" she amended. "It would have been proper to use one for protection, and not for prevention of pregnancy. You probably will need to buy some in the future if you intend to become sexually active with any other women. Especially if you get involved with any other girls and "we're" still doing it too!"

"I don't have any other girlfriends." I stated.

"Oh....but you will Nicky. Especially if you treat them right and practice everything I'm teaching you about women here."

Katie then recaptured me....and perhaps the initial worry and concern had been enough to really take the edge off, as we soon moved together in unison. The sensation was not quite as intense as it had been, allowing me to more fully enjoy the sensation and pleasure of her as we "fucked" together. I did feel those pleasures increasing of course, but at least I wasn't constantly on the verge of erupting inside her instantaneously either.

I did manage to last perhaps two or three minutes (that first time), and this time Katie made no attempt to stop anything from happening. If anything, she quickened the pace, driving herself fully on to me, obviously enjoying her own long nearly forgotten needs and desires. And this time when I reached upwards to fondle and caress her breasts, she allowed me to do so, and in fact encouraged it by placing her own hands atop mine and guiding my hands around her breasts at the same time.

She had been right about that point too. The moment I touched her, the eruption signaled itself as being just on the horizon, but again, Katie neither slowed, changed, nor did anything to stop it from happening.

"Oh Jeez Katie....Oh shit...Oh fuck...." I was pumping what felt like gallons of cum inside her pussy, and she continued to fuck me, thrusting her self deeply upon my discharging, rampaging organ.

"Let it go baby....let it go. Cum for me Nicky....enjoy it, feel it....let it go."

She didn't need to coax me to do it....I was way beyond that point anyway. My cock felt like it was being peeled by like a banana as I slid in and out of her. I actually wanted it to, thinking perhaps that she could tear my cock out by the root and I'd probably enjoy that sensation as well. What I was feeling was so intense, so extreme to me then, that I could not have related it to any other previous orgasm I had ever experienced, though the quickie "blowjob" I had received by Katie was a close second.

When there was finally no more to give, and when my cock actually did begin to deflate of its own accord, Katie then slipped herself off of me and nestled down between my legs once again, gently and gingerly toying with my somewhat flaccid penis. She also caressed and stroked my balls, as though milking them and my cock from the last precious drops of whatever cock cream still remained there inside me. She toyed and played with me like this for quite a long period of time. I was reasonably certain that I was "finished" but again, Katie surprised me as after about twenty minutes, I was once again beginning to become aroused. When my penis actually began to harden, she then took it inside her mouth once again and brought me back to full hardness.

"This time........I will cum with you." She knowingly said.

Unlike before however, this time Katie was the one to lie on her back, and as I entered her in the missionary position, I was in far more control than I'd been previously, and having already experienced the incredibly erotic sensations of the way her cunt felt around my cock, wasn't nearly as vulnerable to it as I had been that first time. She was still extremely wet too, and obviously very much aroused. As my cock slid in and out of her with slow purposeful thrusts, Katie once again instructed me, and cautioned me about going too fast, or doing too much. As she had said, "We have time....as much as we need."

I was able to "perform" considerably better than I had the first time. And because of Katie's own arousal level, she actually climaxed a split second just before I did. So we had in essence a simultaneous orgasm together.

"Now Nicky now!" She had cried out. And I felt her cunt clench tightly around my cock as I drove into her that split second afterwards, discharging my semen into her, holding it there, feeling my prick pumping its juice inside of her pussy as she in turn contracted around me. It was a strange sensation to me, feeling her cunt doing that, but I held it there momentarily, delighting in it, and then withdrawing slowly to plunge fiercely back inside her as I felt yet another ejaculate make its way up from my balls.

We both collapsed after that. Lying atop her, nuzzling her breasts and kissing them, my cock slowly shrinking inside her to the point that it eventually slipped out of her without my having pulled away. Katie seemed to have liked that, as I had. Only then did she get up and head into the bathroom to freshen up and relieve herself.

"Nick, there is something I need to tell you." She began. And the alarm bells almost immediately started going off inside my head. Once again I was fearful that she was already having a remorseful reconsideration about our unplanned, unexpected relationship.

"You know I hadn't planned on any of this happening. But now that it has, and now that I have come to grips with it, and accepted the way I feel about it with you, I think I should tell you that I hope we can continue to enjoy one another like this....for a while longer anyway."

Hearing her say that brought an overwhelming sense of relief to me. I wanted the same thing as well, and couldn't imagine wanting to ever stop doing it for that matter. But there was a "however" coming too...and she was about to tell me what that was.

"However........Something I hadn't mentioned previously, because I didn't consider it important enough to tell you, especially since I didn't figure after today I would be seeing you anymore. And that is......my daughter and grand-daughter are coming for a visit this weekend, and will be here for a month staying with me."

"Kathryn, my daughter, went through a divorce from her husband two month's before my Steven died. Now that things are pretty much settled, she's coming out here to give me a hand in getting rid of a few things, and settling some of the aspects of the estate. Plus....she needs a little time away as well, and coming out here along with my grand-daughter will make a nice visit for them both. I guess my point is this.......I have NO intention of not enjoying you whenever its possible for us to do so. But....and this is a BIG but for me. We will have to be extremely careful. So only when there is no chance, no possibility of us ever being discovered can we do anything. That means...while they are here, you will have to call me Mrs. Steel, and treat me no differently than you would your own mother. When we're alone...you can call me anything you like. I don't care. But unless we are...you musn't put me in any compromising situations? Ok?"

"Can I call you Mrs. Pussy then?" I teased her.

"When we're alone together, you can call me Ms. Pussy...or even Ms. Cunt if you like." She joked back at me. And then added once again seriously and cautioning, "But never ever if they are around us do you, or will you call me anything other than Mrs. Steel? Ok?"

"Ok." I answered her back just as seriously, and just as honestly meant and felt as she'd hoped for.

As it was already Thursday however, that meant that we'd only have one day left to ourselves. Katie gave me a key to the backdoor then, and informed me that I was to come in first thing in the morning and wake her. She told me then that she enjoyed sex in the morning more than any other time of the day.

I arrived much later in the morning than I had been doing of course. The last thing I wanted to do was actually go to work and get all sweaty and sticky. Impatiently, I waited until nearly 7:30, and then walked the short distance to Mrs. Steel's home and let myself in through the back door. I wasn't sure what to expect as I headed up stairs to her bedroom, but the door was open, and as I rounded the corner and looked in, she as lying atop her bed, nude, smiling at me.

We spent several hours in bed together, exploring and rediscovering all the things she'd taught me already. Those and several more as well. By lunchtime we were both famished, and went out back to eat out on the patio. Neither one of us wore any clothing, and it was certainly a daring thing to even be doing. But it was our last day when something like that could even be done, so we decided to throw caution to the wind (a little bit) and enjoy a peaceful afternoon out by the pool, and eventually in the pool, naked.

By mid afternoon, we decided that I should at least do "some" yard work, that way at least I wouldn't have to lie to my mother about not having done something anyway. And though Katie hadn't told me we "wouldn't" have opportunity to be together after her daughter arrived, I also knew that whatever time we did have would never again equal these past few days. Going home that night, I felt melancholy, almost like when I had first moved here with my parents. A little sadness that things were once again going to change, and that there was very little I could do about it. There was one major thing however, Katie had given me an envelope with my first weeks pay in it, which meant I had a start towards the money I needed for my first car.

When I got home I raced upstairs to my bedroom and ripped open the envelope that Katie had given me. I was expecting no more than forty or fifty dollars at most, but what I found instead were ten crisp one hundred dollar bills. She'd also included a short note.

"Nicky...I remember you telling me you were saving up in order to afford to get a car. As we've already agreed, I said I would pay you one hundred dollars a week. So consider this advance on your salary sufficient to take you through most of the summer until you start school. We'll get together and renegotiate your new contract after that. Happy car hunting!"

"Mrs. Steel".

Stunned....I sat looking at all that money, more than enough for the car I had been looking at, but more importantly, by her having paid me in full for the summer, it meant that I would indeed be expected to return to her place to work off my debt. In a way, I liked the security of that, though I felt a little weird in accepting all this money at once. Still, it wasn't a "gift" and I would be expected to earn "Every penny" of it as Katie had once told me.

I knew that Katie was picking up her daughter and granddaughter from the airport fairly early in the morning. Even so, I went over to her house fairly early myself, just in time to see her pulling out of the driveway on her way to the airport. She stopped briefly long enough for me to run over to her window where I gave her a "morning" kiss...and told her I'd have most of the things I hadn't gotten around to yesterday completed today for sure. She smiled longingly, and reminded me of our agreement. Once again the "feeling" that things would certainly feel different from now on didn't sit very well with me, but at least she wasn't sending me away completely. We'd simply have to be careful and enjoy whatever time we did have together, if and when we did.

I soon after began working and had begun weeding the flower gardens out by the pool when the sounds of their arrival reached my ears. I had almost decided to call it a day and head home, not sure really if Katie even wanted me to be there, though she hadn't said anything to me about it previously. Still, I was unsure if she would introduce me as her "gardener" or something, and that thought brought me up short, as I didn't want to be looked at as the hired help, though in a way I was.

I judged that they had been home for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, though no one had come outside. Nor did I really expect anyone to. I figured they'd all sit around visiting with Katie hardly having a thought about me working outside. Suddenly the backdoor opened and a young woman, long dark hair that fell way past her shoulders came out wearing a modest looking bikini, and carrying a towel. When Katie had mentioned a granddaughter, I had pictured a little girl in pigtails for some reason, never asking, never wondering just how old this granddaughter of hers was.

She spotted me almost immediately. I was covered in dirt from weeding, and obviously streaks of it criss-crossed my face and nose as I had been continually wiping sweat from off my forehead and face all morning long. I knew I looked like quite a mess, and was now angry as well as a little embarrassed with myself for the way I looked. Even so I stood up to meet her as she approached.

"Hi!" She said warmly. "Nanna told me that I might find you out here." She said. "She and mother are inside fixing some lunch, told me to come out and tell you to get washed up as it should be ready in a few minutes. Oh, by the way, my names Kathy."

She extended her hand towards me, but I looked at my dirt-crusted hand.

"Let me wash up first. I'd hate to shake hands with you at the moment as dirty as I am."

"Suit yourself, a little dirt never hurt anyone Nanna always says." Kathy turned around then and headed towards the swimming pool.

"Nick!" I suddenly yelled out after her as she walked away. "Stupid idiot!" I said to myself then, realizing I had failed to give her my own name. She turned, smiled at me and actually winked. "Yes....I know."

Obviously Katie had said something to them about me, including what my name was. I was sure she had done so as then it wouldn't appear to by any kind of unexpected surprise for them to have found me working there. But it had also accomplished something else for me as well. I didn't feel like she was excluding me, or feeling uncomfortable about my being there. And that perked my spirits up completely.

I washed off using the hose outside to get the worst of the dirt off before heading inside to finish up. Watching Kathy swimming around in the pool, I saw a considerable likeness in her face and features like a younger version of her grandmother. The thought that maybe Katie looked a lot like Kathy did when she was younger was a pleasantly interesting thought. And as attractive as she was, I immediately reminded myself that any thoughts towards Kathy in any way shape or form would be a very dangerous situation to even consider exploring. I would be nice, cordial, even friendly. But I made a promise to myself right then and there that I wouldn't under any circumstances pursue anything with her.

I entered the kitchen and immediately spotted Katie....Mrs. Steel as she was preparing a tray to bring outside for lunch. A quick glance around told me her daughter, Kathryn wasn't anywhere nearby.

"Let me wash up, and then I'll help you with that." I offered. Pausing...and then adding as an afterthought, ".......Mrs. Steel."

Katie glanced towards the stairs down the hallway which told me her daughter was obviously upstairs in one of the bedrooms. "You don't need to call me that when we're alone." She stated. "Kathryn's getting changed and will come out and join us in a few minutes. I assume you met my granddaughter Kathy?"

I was careful to respond to her in such a way as to not sound as excited as I actually had been when I first met her.

"Yes, she came out and introduced herself to me. Told me that lunch would soon be ready so I thought I'd better hurry inside and get cleaned up."

Katie gave me a curious look, but said nothing more and finished preparing the food tray.

"Well when your finished washing up, you can bring out the fresh pitcher of lemonade I just made. See you outside then."

I stood at the sink washing off the rest of the dirt and looking at Katie through the kitchen window. Kathy was only then climbing out of the pool and heading over to help her set things out.

"You must be Nick."

I jumped. I hadn't heard Kathryn come down the stairs, nor into the kitchen as I'd stood washing my hands. I saw her look past me out the window then.

"That's my daughter, Kathy." She stated.

Obviously she had assumed that I was staring out the window at her daughter, and only then realized that it must have appeared that way.

"Yes, we met a few moments ago, but my hands were dirty and I didn't shake her hand, and forgot to tell her my name..............."

I realized what I was beginning to sound like, and shut up almost immediately looking away from her and down at my feet. Only then did I realize my shoes were also dirty and that I had tracked mud in through the backdoor.

"Shit!"

"What?" Kathryn asked looking around then.

Realizing I had just sworn in front of her, I felt stupid. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to cuss, I just realized I have tracked mud into Mrs. Steels kitchen." I was at least aware to refer to her properly, though I had already made a fool of myself by cussing out loud.

"Oh, don't worry about it. We'll sweep up after lunch." She said, immediately putting me at ease. "I used to track mud in all the time. But like mom's always said....."

"A little dirt never hurt anyone!" We said together simultaneously. And then stood there laughing.

With all the commotion and such, I hadn't really gotten a good look at Kathryn until now. She was wearing a bikini that was far more revealing than the one her daughter was wearing. Her breasts were nearly as large as Katie's were, and a considerable amount of that tit flesh was exposed, peeking out of the tops of her near too small bikini. Though her hair was stylishly cut in a much shorter fashion than Katie's and certainly her daughter's. It was just as dark in color with only a few strands of silver streaks showing through in the morning sunlight. She was a very attractive looking woman and I couldn't begin to imagine the fool who had divorced her.

Soon after I carried out the pitcher of lemonade and Kathryn followed me with the glasses. We immediately joined Katie and Kathy at the table, and as lunch progressed, I became more and more comfortable. No one treated me as I had feared, and if anything, I almost felt like a welcome member of the family. We laughed, joked, Katie shared experiences of Kathryn's growing up, and then Kathryn shared similar ones of Kathy's earlier escapades which I soon saw was embarrassing her tremendously. And I loved it.

After lunch, and after I had gone back inside to clean up my own mess, Katie informed me that she and Kathryn were heading off to the grocery store to pick up a few things. Though Kathy had been invited to go along, she declined and opted to stay and continue swimming. Katie told me I could go ahead and knock off for the day, adding I was welcome to run home and grab a suit in order to swim in the pool as well. Her "hint" and once again reminding me that I shouldn't mention anything about wearing a pair of her husbands trunks, was an obvious reminder to be careful about what I said, especially around Kathy while they were gone.

They had barely left by the time I returned, and soon after joined Kathy in the pool. I had learned during lunch that she and I were the same age and would both be graduating from school the following year.

"Be right back." She announced suddenly, and I watched her disappear into the house briefly. Moments later, she returned and sat down on the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water. She then produced a thin rolled joint, and immediately lit it up inhaling deeply and holding the smoke into her lungs. She offered it to me then, but I declined shaking my head no.

"You never smoked grass?" She questioned me, still half holding her breath as she spoke.

I shook my head no. Had never even been around anyone who had, let alone seen anyone who actually had any.

"You never get high then?" She finally said letting the air in her lungs out. And the acrid aroma of the pungent smelling weed tickled my nostrils.

"I've gotten a little tipsy on beer." I said half-heartedly. "But have never even been around anyone who's actually smoked marijuana before."

"It always makes me horny." She said, once again taking a deep toke on the joint, holding it in. And then once again held it out towards me. This time I took it.

Holding it, and inhaling it the way I'd seen Kathy do it, I immediately broke out in a coughing fit and listened to Kathy laughing hysterically.

"Took me a while to get the hang of it the first time too!" She said still laughing. "By the way...you going with anyone?"

"If you mean do I have a girlfriend? No. I used to, last summer....but we just moved here in fact and I haven't really met anyone."

Kathy seemed to take some time thinking about that for a moment, taking another deep pull on the joint which had burned down nearly to nothing by this time. "So.....you a virgin?"

Once again I started coughing without having even taken a second drag on the small stub she was holding out towards me. This time I shook my head "No thank you" without saying it, and finally managed to verbally respond to her.

"No. I'm not in fact." I said truthfully. And then thought...."Oh if you only knew!"

"But what difference does that make anyway?"

"No difference. Just curious." Was all she said, and then stood up suddenly. She reached around behind her then and quickly discarded the top of her bikini, followed by her bikini bottom's as she quickly and easily pulled them down as well and stepped out of them.

"Kathy. What are you doing?" I exclaimed in total surprise. "What about your mom and Katie? They could come back at any moment!"

"Katie?" She said then looking at me. "You have a thing for Nanna?"

Overcome with fear I backtracked as fast as I possibly could trying to redirect the subject.

"Your mom, Mrs. Steel, if they come home and see you like this, see me....I could lose my job or something!" I stammered out at her.

She was still looking at me with a curious expression on her face however, but finally let me off the hook. "Don't worry. I have always been able to hear them when they drive up. We'll have plenty of time to get dressed before they catch us."

"Us?" "Yes....us." She stated pointedly.

Kathy's breasts weren't nearly as large as either her mothers, or Katie's....yet. But they were certainly beautiful. Seeing her slowly walk down the steps into the pool, so carefree so uninhibitedly was any young man's fantasy. Only this one was real. Her pinkish nipples were hard-tipped and firm. Though not nearly as thick or dark in color as were Katie's nipples, they nevertheless were breathtaking to stand there looking at. She took her time descending down the steps into the pool too. Plenty of time for me to also notice the thin neatly trimmed strip of her dark pubic hair that rose up from between her legs as she moved.

"Oh. I'm not either." She said then finally diving into the water and swimming over towards me.

I waited until she broke surface and stood right beside me nearly touching. "Your not what?"

"A virgin silly."

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say, or even how to respond to that so I didn't. But I wasn't about to go anywhere or do anything with her either. The thought of Katie and Kathryn coming home to find the two of us like this was frightening. At least I didn't have a hard-on to worry about trying to conceal or cover up. I was too nervous for that.

In the next instant Kathy suddenly ducked under water and I felt my swim trunks suddenly yanked down around my knees. Once again she broke surface, facing me. "You didn't think I was going to let you get away with keeping your trunks on did you?"

I was about to reply to that one when suddenly the feel of her hand clasping me under the water shocked me back into reality.

I actually did pull away from her. "Kathy!" Was all I managed to say however.

"What?" She said with a totally innocent looking expression on her face.

"You know damn well what!" I shot back at her.

"Oh. And you don't want to touch me either I suppose? Don't want to feel my boobies, or touch my pussy I guess huh?"

"I didn't say that."

"So you would like to then huh?"

"I didn't say that either."

"No...but your body sure is saying that." She said pointing at me. Even under the water it was obvious I was growing an erection.

Once again she stepped over towards me. "Like I said. Grass makes me horny."

Suddenly she stopped, turning her head towards the house. "Ooops. Saved by the bell!" She stated. "They're back!"

Luckily my trunks were still wrapped around my legs, so it took only a moment for me to yank them back up. I watched Kathy walking just as slowly back up the steps as she had done when she'd walked down them. I was mentally urging her to hurry up, scared to death at this point that Katie and Kathryn would suddenly come bursting through the back door seeing her standing there like that. It was frustrating to see her slowly put her bottoms back on, and finally her top. Looking at me the entire time with the most mischievous expression on her face that I had ever seen on a woman before.

"Next time." She said then, and turned heading into the house.

Thankfully the next few days passed without any further incidents. Either the women were always hanging around one another, or Kathy and I at least were never alone. But the same was holding true for Katie and I as well too. And as she had previously warned me, neither one of us winked, smiled or even dropped subtle innuendos even given the opportunity to do so. I was beginning to think we never would have the opportunity to do anything until they left. And worse, where Katie and I were never saying or doing anything, Kathy on the other hand had been teasing me unmercifully. She had twice flashed me, showing me either one or both breasts within sight of Katie or her mother who could easily have seen her doing that and gotten us both into a hell of a lot of trouble.

Finally one afternoon I heard Kathryn telling her mother that she and Kathy were going into town to do some shopping. I waited patiently outside working in the greenhouse until I saw Katie come through the door. Almost immediately she removed her blouse and revealed her bare breasts to me. I nearly ran to her, cupping one, and leaning down to suckle and kiss the other as we stood there hugging and then frantically helping one another to remove the rest of our clothing.

"How long?" I asked.

"Not long. Maybe an hour."

"Your bedroom?" I asked.

"No...I just made the bed, no time."

"Where then?"

"Here!"

"Here?"

"Yes here!"

Katie dropped to her knees before me, almost immediately she drew my rapidly stiffening cock inside her mouth and began sucking it urgently.

"Don't cum yet."

"I won't"

Sucking it harder, faster.

"Don't cum yet."

"I......won't." I said fighting it.

She was devouring me now...my balls already felt like they were about to burst. "Don't cum....."

"You gotta stop then....I'm about too.....Too close!" I pleaded saying. It had felt too good. Way too good.

"Eat me."

Katie finally released me then and jumped up on the end of one of the tables nearly knocking over one of her potted plants in the process. Now it was my turn to kneel and I did so, her pussy perfectly positioned in front of me. I licked her, tasted her sweet juices and as hungrily as she had attacked me, I attacked her.

"Don't cum yet." I mouthed into her pussy.

"Shut up and lick me."

And lick her I did. I teasingly lapped up and down that sweet tasting pussy furrow of hers, stopping occasionally to lightly suck her clitoris between my lips, gently chewing it and then sweeping it with a rapid flurry of butter-fly flicks against it. Back and forth I changed techniques, tactics until Katie was thrashing around on the table in the throes of pure blinding lustful passion.

"Oh yes...Oh yes Nicky! Lick it baby....lick it honey. Right there...just like that...oh my god yes! Now baby..............noooooooooooow!" She wailed as her orgasm over took her and washed her away in wave after wave of ecstasy.

My face was saturated with her juices. Her cum was sticky sweet and smeared all over my face. I could smell her essence on me, and it was an aphrodisiac that soon had my own cock throbbing and bobbing involuntarily with a need of its own.

We switched places then, laying on the table, I could feel the wetness that she had left there soaking into my back. Once again she began sucking me and pumping my cock slowly with her hand as she twisted my prick in one direction, and sucked the head of my cock, twisting it in another.

"Don't cum yet." She breathed around my cock.

"Shut up and suck me."

She did.

And I came.

Afterwards we hurriedly dressed. It had been no more than a half an hour at best. But by now I could see she was nervous, looking around and glancing up as though expecting them to come walking through the Greenhouse door at any moment and catching the two of us like we'd both just swallowed canary's. The room smelled of sex too, hers and mine, and we quickly departed after that leaving the door open behind us.

We both decided then that it might be best if I was to call it another early day. And though if they did come home then, we would both look and appear presentable enough, Katie was still flushed with excitement and passion. She teased me then by telling me she was going upstairs to her room to enjoy another orgasm while using her vibrator. Having heard that, I ran home to my own room knowing I would have some privacy as well before my parents got home from work. Masturbating furiously while relieving the Greenhouse experience, I was surprised when thoughts of Kathy walking in and joining us added to my pleasure.

A solid week passed without any opportunity for Katie and I to get together and do anything. Twice during that time however I was almost sure that Kathryn had spotted her daughter flashing me, though she never indicated she had, nor mentioned anything that ever got back to me. Needless to say, Kathy's almost constant flirting and teasing was having an effect on me. I was enjoying it, and looking forward to seeing her, but the promise I had made to myself was something I intended to stick with, though I had made no such promise regarding my own private fantasies of her.

Kathryn had mentioned that she wanted to go down to the local area Gardens store to pick up some decorative rocks and flowers to replace the one's that had died from neglect. It would also give us the opportunity to see what condition Mr. Steel's truck was in as it was one of the things Kathryn was looking into in eventually selling. The only problem was, it was a stick shift and no one (except for myself) had ever driven a stick before. I of course volunteered to drive, I might not have a car yet, but I certainly had a drivers license, and eagerly stated I was more than willing to give the old truck a test-drive and in the process use it to go and pick up the things Kathryn wanted to get for the yard.

We were gone about two hours and returned to find a note left from Katie stating that she and Kathy had gone on some errands of their own together and would be back late that afternoon. Kathryn and I had nearly finished unloading the truck. I was walking behind her while she was carrying a flat of Petunia's she was planning to plant out back near the pool area, when she misstepped twisting her ankle and fell down hard against the paved rock path. I immediately ran over to her, she was laying there her face grimacing with pain, and it was evident she had cut her knee when she fell as it had a semi-deep cut and was oozing blood.

Eventually I managed to help her to her feet, but it was obvious that she couldn't walk without my help either. As her knee obviously needed attention, I quickly escorted her into the house while supporting her as we limp-hobbled into the kitchen area. I quickly helped her to sit down then and ran upstairs to Katie's bathroom where I knew she kept the medical supplies. Returning, I washed Kathryn's wound, applied some disinfectant to it, and then applied a small bandage. Once it was cleaned up, we both realized it looked at lost worse than it actually had been.

"Thank you for helping me Nick." She stated. She tried standing then, but it was obvious her ankle was the worst injury, as she still couldn't put any weight on it.

"Do you think you can help me get upstairs?" She asked me. "I think maybe I should get in the tub and soak this for a while."

"Sure, no problem." And so I helped her up the stairs and into her bedroom. Once we got there however, we both realized she'd also need help getting into the bath. Kathryn sat on the edge of her bed and I went into the bathroom to fetch her bathrobe as well as get the water running in the tub. As an afterthought, I sprinkled in some bubble bath for her as well, tested the water to ensure it wouldn't be too hot when she got in, and then went back inside the bedroom.

She unzipped her jeans, looked up at me, and I quickly turned around facing away from her. Obviously she didn't need my help undressing. Just walking. I thought I briefly caught a smile on her face, but took it to mean "Ok....I think you better turn around now." Which of course is what I did.

I glanced up however and immediately caught her reflection in the dresser mirror. She had pulled her jeans and panties off, and was just pulling her tee shirt up over her head. I glanced away just as her lacy-clad bra appeared which barely covered her full breasts.

She managed to get her bathrobe on and then I heard her tell me it was ok to turn around now. With her leaning on my shoulder, we half walked, half hopped her into the bathroom. Arriving near the nearly full tub that was filled with bubbles by this time, I was preparing to leave when we discovered there was no way she could get into the tub by herself without my help.

"Oh well. It's not like you've never seen a naked woman before." She said suddenly, and with that, she pulled off the robe letting it fall to the floor. I tried not to look, at least not directly, but it would have been impossible not to under the circumstances. Easing her down into the tub, my arm came into direct contact with one of her breasts, grazing it and pressing against one of her nipples. Neither of us said anything however, and she was soon comfortably resting inside the tub, concealed now by all the bubble's I had fortunately thought about putting in there for her.

"Ok...guess I'll leave you alone for now then." I stood up and was preparing to leave the bathroom.

"Nick? I'm sure I won't be in here that long, and I'm obviously going to need your help getting out of the tub too. Why don't you sit down and we can sit and chat while I soak my ankle?"

She was right of course, and so I took the only available seat in the house and sat down on it facing her. "How's it feeling anyway?" I asked, feeling a little shy and uncomfortable sitting here in the bathroom with her like this.

"It still hurts, but I'm sure after I soaked it, and maybe after we wrap it with something it will feel a lot better."

"I think Katie's got an elastic wrap in her bathroom." I offered. "I'll go and get that for you after you get out."

Kathryn was looking at me, a small little smile spreading across her face. "You seem to know your way around mom's house pretty well."

Once again alarm bells sounded in my head, and I sat there trying to think of some reasonable explanation for why I knew so much without raising any suspicions.

"And another thing. After dad died, mom went into a real funk. I could tell she was moody and depressed over the phone. It was one of the reasons I decided to come out here and stay with her a while. When I got here however, she was more like her old self than I remembered seeing her in a long, long time, even before dad died."

I was listening to her of course, but was beginning to feel cornered for some reason. And thoughts of suddenly standing up and bolting out of the bathroom were becoming very real to me.

"Mom has always been a very "sexual" person. I've known that about her for years. And was glad for it as we had a very open relationship about it, and were even able to discuss things like that with one another. So I know that when she was "getting it" she was a lot happier and as I said...more like her old self."

I swallowed hard, still looking at Kathryn as she sat in the tub, but saying nothing. She even sat up a little and the tops of her breasts rose up out of the water. Though the soap bubbles were clinging to them, still partially concealing them, I couldn't take my eyes off her breasts. Of course, I didn't want to look directly into her face either out of fear that she would see the truth of what had been going on with her mother in my eyes.

"I couldn't understand it at first.........." She continued. ".........then I realized that maybe she had been seeing someone. I even asked her if she had been. She'd always been open and honest with me about things like that before, but she denied that she was. Still.......the fact that she was always smiling, and seemed happy again was puzzling to me."

"Here it comes." I thought. Panic now starting to seize me in a firm grip.

"And I just realized......sitting here. You seem to know your way around the house pretty well. And there have been other things too. I know for a fact that Kathy likes you. I've seen her teasing the hell out of you over the last while, have even seen her "flash" her tits at you, which was something I was going to talk to her about, but decided against it as I "do" remember being her age once. But.........you've not made any effort to tease her back, or flirt with her that I've seen anyway. And Initially I figured that maybe you simply didn't like her or something. And I thought that was odd as the two of you do seem to get along fairly well together otherwise. Basically...what I am asking is........"

I felt like I was going to throw up.

"Are you fucking my mother?"

I nearly did then too after I heard her say that. But she was laughing, nearly crying and I finally did look up into her face with panic, fear, surprise, and every emotion possible telling her the truth of it without uttering a single word.

"Don't worry Nick. I won't tell her that I know about the two of you. In fact, I'm actually glad you two have been, it's helped mother get out of her "funk" better than anything I could have done or thought of for sure!"

I felt a little better after hearing her say that...but not much. I still felt a little sheepish and guilty that I had let things become known so damn easily.

"So is that why you haven't put any moves on Kathy then?" She continued.

It was out in the open now, so I felt like there was no use in hiding it any longer either. "Yes......it is. And it's been really difficult for me, because I do like Kathy, very much. But I also like Katie very much too!" I added.

Once again Kathryn laughed. "What about me?" She said teasing me now, and making everything that much worse. "Don't you like me as well? Even a little bit?"

Once again I looked down at her near fully exposed breasts. They were every bit as lovely as either Katie's or Kathy's and frankly, I had for several days now been including all three women in my private "home" fantasy's.

"Well yes...of course I do." I managed to finally stammer out. "But I wasn't about to tell you that, I really would have looked like an idiot then, even more than I do, or more than I know I am sounding like now!"

Kathryn continued to laugh....giggling in fact. Obviously she was enjoying this at my expense.

"Maybe I had better leave." I told her seriously. "I'm sure that Katie and Kathy will be home soon, and they can help you better then. I'm not sure I should be here any longer, especially if they do come home. I'd hate for them to find me here, that would make things even worse than they already are."

Kathryn finally quit laughing then. "I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to make you feel bad or upset you. Like I said, I'm actually delighted to finally discover what it was that has been making mom feel better about her self. And now that I know what it is, I can quit worrying about her. Come on.......help me get up out of the tub, I'm turning into a prune here."

There was no way around it....so I placed one arm beneath her breasts and the other on her arm in order to help support her as she helped me to raise her up out of the tub into a standing position.

"Grab a bath-towel for me. You'll need to help me dry off here while I lean on you."

Moments later I was rinsing soap bubbles off her, followed by drying off her feet and legs with the towel. She had nearly an identical looking strip of neatly trimmed pubic hair that her daughter had, but unlike Kathy's I was looking almost directly at hers.

"Do you like the way it looks?" She stated suddenly, catching me off guard completely. I had paused momentarily when looking at it I know. Her pink pussy lips were only inches away from my face as I had knelt toweling off her legs, and I was almost sure she had spread her legs for me slightly when drying her, so as to reveal them a little more so than she had been. And now...I was fairly confident that she had.

With one leg still inside the tub, and her sprained ankle resting on the edge of the tub, and her hand sitting atop my shoulder for support while I dried her off, her wide open pussy was spread invitingly right before my eyes.

"You and mother have an agreement don't you?" She questioned me then.

"Ah huh." I was able to say; still mesmerized by that incredible looking pussy I was now staring directly into.

"Then I think that you an I can have one too."

I couldn't believe I was hearing what I had just heard.

"Unless of course you don't want to." She said poutingly.

"I really don't want to cause any problems between you and your mother." I weakly replied. "And I really do like working here. What if she ever found out?"

"I promise you. We'll be as discreet about it as you and mother have been. We'll never do anything, or say anything in front of mother, or in front of Kathy either. But.....you'll need to quit being so distant from Kathy too, or she'll eventually begin to suspect something, unless you convince her you really don't like her. But then that will make working here very unpleasant for you anyway. So I recommend if you really do like Kathy, that you show her you do. Mom will understand, after all, the two of you are more suited together anyway. And I am hoping that you realize... this for mother...and myself as well, is just a little something to get us "both" out of our funks and get on with our lives. So.......do you think you can handle that, or not?" She asked me.

And I answered her by sticking my tongue inside her pussy as she stood there still leaning against me.

"Oh....you're going to have to get me into the bedroom if you're going to do that. I won't be able to stand here with any strength on this ankle otherwise."

Helping her into the bedroom then, Kathryn spread herself comfortably out on the bed.

"What about Katie and Kathy?"

"I'm sure they won't be home for a couple of hours yet. And besides, we'll hear the garage door open if and when they do. You'll have plenty of time to go down stairs and be waiting for them and tell them what happened if they do."

Kathryn lay back on the bed, legs spread, inviting. I crawled up between them and lightly began licking her.

"Oh.......my! Mother has been teaching you well!"

Though it was a little strange hearing her say that, I felt more than a little proud too. Her velvety lips were already juicy, her sweetness bathed my tongue and I licked her as though a bear to a beehive digging for honey. She was squirming slightly, moaning with her fingers mussing my hair and holding me to her as though afraid I would suddenly jump up and leave her hanging like this.

"Oh....Oh....Shit.....Nicky!" Now that was strange! Hearing her call me Nicky was more than a little creepy. Kathryn was a slightly younger version of her mother to be sure, and of course Kathy...a younger one still. And here I was....licking Katie's daughter, licking her cunt and loving every precious minute of it. I knew without a doubt I'd feel guilty as hell afterwards, and hoped that I wouldn't "look" guilty as well. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her, and could only hope that unlike I had been able to do with Kathryn, I would at least be able to keep our relationship a secret.

Even her clitoris was similar to Katie's and sucking, licking it, I was reminded of her. So that in a way....I was licking them both.

"Hmmmm Nicky, that feels so fucking good! You have no idea how long it's been!"

There was one slight difference between them. Though Katie truly loved the way I went down on her, it usually took quite a while for me to get her off orally. I am sure that it was simply because she enjoyed making it last, thus having me slow down frequently when I was licking her pussy. Kathryn on the other hand was well on her way to experiencing an orgasm, and had no intention of making me stop or slow down.

"Oh yes...Oh yes....faster, lick it faster Nicky. Lick my clit.....lick it....lick it....LICK IT!"

Before I knew what was happening, Kathryn was suddenly cumming all over my face. Her juices suddenly quadrupled it seemed, and a literal river of pussy juice was suddenly and wonderfully soaking my face. Additionally, Kathryn still continued holding my head, face pressed, mashed actually against her cunt as she came. But that was all right by me, I loved being there. Even as her orgasm finally began to subside, I continued licking her, though considerably slower and softer. "Mother taught you to do that?" She said teasingly, but not without a little awe and surprise in her tone of voice.

"I guess you could say that. But she also said I sort of took to doing it quite naturally."

"Hmmm, I bet. And what else did she teach you to do? Never mind. I'll find out for myself. Come here......."

I wasn't sure what she wanted me to do exactly, and thought she was indicating for me to "climb on board" as it were.

"No...no. Come up here!"

I still wasn't sure what it was she wanted me to do, and I guess by the look of confusion on my face she realized that.

"You've never fucked a woman's tits I assume?"

I shook my head no. Honestly, it was something I had never even considered doing before. Climbing up to sit lightly on her chest, Kathryn took both breasts in her hands and surrounded my stiff aching cock with her tit-flesh.

"I think your going to enjoy this." She said.

I hadn't even done anything yet, and already I was enjoying it. Just the "vision" alone of my cock sandwiched between those twin mounds of perfectly molded flesh was enough to satisfy me. I could have sat there forever without even doing anything but looking at my dick resting there between her tits.

Squeezing my cock, Kathryn easily produced a pearly drop of pre-cum, did so again, producing yet another. With this, she slickened my prick with her hand.

"Now...fuck my tits." She said, once again holding them together encompassing my hard throbbing prick between them.

I titty-fucked her for several heavenly minutes. "Now, scoot up a little so I can suck it too!"

I was all for that, and easily moved up, though forcing to lean over her head and hang on to the headboard of the bed as Kathryn's lips began kissing and tickling the head of my dick without fully drawing it all the way in yet.

"Oh damn that feels good Katie." I said. And then as the horror struck me that I had just called her by her mother's name, I immediately sat back, forcing her to relinquish my cock in the process. "Oh Kathryn, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to call you that!"

"Don't worry about it she said. Actually, I take that as a compliment in a way. It's nice to know I can finally do something as well as my mother can." She giggled then, the tension swiftly passed. "But you'd better be careful about saying my name the next time your fucking mother, or worse, Kathy."

I was stunned by that one. "Kathy and I haven't........."

"Oh, given time Nicky, I'm sure the two of you will....if you want to that is. I know for a fact that she does. Like I said, she's already told me she likes you, and has been a little confused by your aloofness towards her. She's pretty sure you like her too, and because of that, hasn't been able to figure out why you haven't made any moves on her yet. So take some advise. If you are interested, you'd better tell her, or at least do something to show her you might be interested anyway. Or she will begin to suspect something else is going on. And don't worry; I'll have a little chat with mother to warm her up to the eventuality of that. She's wise enough to know and understand that the fun you two, and now the three of us are enjoying could only be a temporary situation. You're young, and so is Kathy...and who knows?"

Hearing her tell me all that lessened the guilty feeling I was already experiencing being with her, but at the moment, I couldn't imagine NOT being with Katie either. Making love with her, (as I now felt it was we were doing) was something I couldn't conceive of not doing.

"Now....where were we anyway?" Kathryn reminded me. And I once again moved upwards so I could enjoy the wonderful sensations her lips were causing my cock to feel. "Oh....I don't suppose you have any condoms with you do you?" She asked.

"No...sorry. I wasn't exactly expecting anything like this to happen."

"I suppose not. That's ok though, I'll make sure to stop and pick some up for the next time we get a chance to be together. I don't think it would be a very wise idea for me to get pregnant, and since I'm no longer taking the pill, the chance of that is a little to risky to ignore. So I guess I'll just have to treat you to a nice oral climax like the one you gave me. Sound fair?"

"More than......" I exclaimed happily, already sliding my cock back inside her warm and inviting mouth.

Kathryn's lips were driving me insane. She was certainly an expert at cock-sucking, not that I didn't enjoy it when Katie did it...it was just different feeling, and exciting in its own way. I was getting closer and closer to my own orgasm then, and Kathryn sensed it, finally taking her mouth away from my cock.

"Don't cum in my mouth, not this time anyway. I want to watch you cum this time, so we'll leave that for another time. But I really want to see your prick squirting baby...like I said, it's been a while."

"Where....do....you....want me to cum?" I breathed, only then just managing to actually control the orgasm I was on the verge of having anyway.

"Oh...I'm sorry, you were really close weren't you?" She laughed...jacked me then and said.

"Cum on me anyplace you like Nicky....I just want to watch you spurt!"

Just her saying that was enough to trigger it, that and the way her hand was now stroking my cock with a perfect cum-triggering motion as she jacked it up and down the way she was. I couldn't even warn her that I was...it was just suddenly there, and the first hard felt ejaculate exploded from the tip of my cock shooting off a long white ribbon of my spunk to splash against the side of her face, up into her hair, and across the top of her pillow.

"Ahhh....ahhh....fuck!" I managed to say then just as the second explosion shook me.

This time Kathryn was a little more prepared for it, and as she was in charge of my dick, just managed to direct the next powerful discharge to land against her left breast. I covered nearly her entire nipple with my white-creamy nectar. Kathryn continued jacking me off, ensuring that my third, forth and fifth powerful jettisons of cum completely soaked and saturated her breasts.

"Oh wow!" She exclaimed. "You had a fucking ton of cum! You'd have drowned me had I tried swallowing all that!" My orgasm was subsiding, but she continued milking my cock of whatever cum I still had remaining. She circled her nipples with my cock, playing in the mess I'd made all over her tits. But she seemed to enjoy doing this, and it was a nice erotic sight, watching her using my cock to smear the rest of my cum all over her boobs with.

I finally slid off of her then, near thoroughly exhausted. And just then we both heard the garage door opening!

"Wouldn't you know it?" She said. "Well at least we got to finish something! Now...you'd better hurry your ass downstairs, don't worry about me, I'll manage to look sufficiently injured, and sufficiently presentable before Mother comes up here to see me."

Grabbing my shorts I was dressed in the fraction of an instant, already rolling off the bed the moment I had heard the garage door. I didn't even bother looking back towards her as I flew down the hallway, and then took the steps three and four at a time. I managed to reach the kitchen area long before they even came in through the side door leading into the garage.

"Oh...hi Nick. How's the work going?" Katie asked me.

I told her then about everything that had happened regarding Kathryn's injury, from her falling and twisting her ankle to my having to clean out and bandage the cut on her knee.

"That girl always was falling down all the time. I thought when she grew up she'd have outgrown that. Apparently not. Guess I'd better go upstairs and kiss it better for her." Katie had stated somewhat jokingly. I was just relieved that she hadn't appeared to notice or suspect anything.

"Hi Nick!" I heard Kathy say, and then turned around to face another potential disaster as well. "What to go out to the pool for a swim?"

"Yea, sure!" I stated. Anything to get out of this situation anyway. "But I need to run home and get my suit first."

"Too bad mother and Nanna are home, then you wouldn't need too." She teased.

"Yea...too bad." I replied, and saw the look of surprise on her face then.

"You'd enjoy that?" She said then somewhat seriously.

"Sure I would. Damn Kathy, who wouldn't? Your beautiful! Any guy in his right mind would give his left nut to see you naked!"

"Only his left one?" She said once again teasingly.

"Yea...only one. After all, I wouldn't be much good to you if I gave you both of them now would I?" I shot back at her. And the meaning of that didn't go unnoticed either.

"But I didn't think you were interested in........."

"In being with you? Of course I am. I was since the first day I saw you. But I can't afford to do anything to lose this job. I like working for Katie. And as much as I'd like to.....to..... Hell, you know what I mean. As much as I'd like that, I just don't want to do anything to hurt anyone, or do anything that would cause any problems. Now...can you understand that?"

For the first time since I'd met her, Kathy was looking at me with a different set of eyes. "I'm sorry. I guess I really have made things difficult for you haven't I? She said. "I just thought you really didn't like me for some reason, and couldn't figure out why. I was beginning to believe you actually had another girlfriend or something, but then you'd said you hadn't been seeing anyone else, and then I......."

I wasn't about to let her finish that thought, so I interrupted her instead.

"Listen....we can talk about you and I later. Right now, I need to finish unloading the rocks and plants from the truck. Later this afternoon we'll go for a swim, and maybe later, if you're up to it, we'll even go out to a movie or something together. How's that sound?"

Kathy was beaming then, and obviously excited. Rushing up to me, she gave me a kiss, which took me by surprise. Once again I was worried that she'd be able to "smell" the sexual aroma that I thought I was sure she would have. But if she did, she made no indication of it, and simply ran upstairs after that to go up and check on her mother. I on the other hand immediately went outside and hosed myself off with the garden hose. I had no such thought about Katie's not being able to smell me...especially if I could.

That evening, Kathryn and Katie let me borrow the truck so as to take Kathy out for fast food and a Drive-In movie. Kathryn said she'd already managed to have a nice little chat with her mother about the possibilities between Kathy and I. And informed me that she had been expecting that to happen eventually anyway. She also assured me that Katie was fine with it, and had not reacted badly about it at all. Later, Katie had also spoken with me, assuring me of the same thing, but I also let her know at the same time that I didn't want anything to change between us either. She smiled, hugged me close to her and told me that until I was ready for things to change, that she had no plans to do so otherwise.

Actually I was quite excited about the prospects of the way things were going. But what was driving me a little crazy was the fact there wasn't anyone I could ever share this with! Still...all in all...I now had a great job, had "two" older women who were teaching me everything you ever wanted to know about sex, and now had a date with another one this evening. The move here was now looking like the best thing in the world that could have ever happened to me.

Kathy and I headed off to get something to eat before the show started. She was wearing a fairly short "mini" skirt, which showed off her long shapely legs and perfectly proportioned thighs. Kathy was also wearing a mid-riff top that not only accentuated her firm breasts, but highlighted her nipples as well as they poked through the material of her tight fitting blouse.

"Wow Kathy! You look beautiful!" I told her. Her dark black hair was pulled back into a long ponytail that hung nearly down to her ass. And I was extremely anxious to go inside the restaurant with her, and see the expressions on some of the other guy's faces that I knew I would be attending school with that fall.

"Thanks Nick. You look pretty handsome yourself." She told me. And then scooted over next to me as we drove towards the restaurant. She gripped my leg and squeezed it. "I'm really looking forward to tonight." She whispered in my ear then, and I felt her hand move up and over towards my crotch where she then pressed it, caressing my cock through the inside of my jeans.

"You keep doing that, and we'll have to go through the drive-thru window." I stated matter of factly.

"And that would be a bad thing?"

"No...not really."

And then her hand began pulling down my zipper.

"Drive thru it is!" I responded. And then thought to myself, "Let em wait until school starts."

By the time Kathy and I did make it into the Drive-In Theatre, we were both incredibly horny. Kathy had been teasing my cock almost from the time we'd finally finished eating, to our arrival at the Movie Theatre. She'd even been stroking my cock as we pulled up to the window to pay. I'm sure the ticket-taker couldn't see what was going on for sure, but she gave Kathy a knowing look and waved us through. I'd been a little busy myself however. Whenever we had come to a stop at a light, I had reached over and fondled Kathy's breasts. It had even reached the point where we were timing the lights so I would have to stop, and Kathy would lift up her breasts revealing them to me so I could see them as well as play with them a little until the light turned green again. We had even been doing this when a large eighteen-wheel truck pulled up next to us. Kathy didn't seem to care he was looking, and I certainly didn't. It was erotic as hell to know that someone was looking at us and getting off on it. Kathy even waved to him when the light changed, and he sounded his horn by way of thanks for the quick erotic intermission.

We pulled up in the very front row of the Drive-In and all the way to one end so that the likelihood of anyone else pulling up on both sides of us was eliminated. There weren't a lot of cars either, most of which were packed in behind us and more towards the middle. Looking around the closest car to us was a row behind and several car spaces away as it was.

We were certainly both horny, but I was still surprised when Kathy took all of her clothes off completely. It was dark, and I was still certain that no one would be able to see her, let alone anything we would soon be doing. But Kathy's being nude inside the truck was incredibly arousing, that added element of danger and excitement of course, but sufficiently so that I was ready to do just about anything she asked me to do.

"Come on Nick. I want to see you naked too!" She told me. Seeing a guy without a shirt on (if that's all that could be seen) wouldn't look suspicious. As it was summer, and hot even in the evenings, a lot of guys drove around with their shirts off. Sitting up in the truck would make it all that more difficult for anyone to see in side as well, and again, the danger factor was simply too thrilling to not go along with Kathy's request. Within minutes I had joined her, all our clothing tossed into a pile on the floor. If anyone did come over now, we'd not even have time to get dressed, let alone sort out our clothing.

We sat making out for quite a while, kissing and sucking Kathy's pert breasts was exquisite. At the same time I was finally fingering and toying with her incredibly wet pussy too. The sensation of my finger slipping in and out of her while I finger-fucked her was enhanced by the similar sensation she was giving me while she matched my finger tempo in her twat, while jacking off my cock. What was nice, neither one of us was in a rush to hurry things along. So it was that I got to really enjoy playing with her in this way, slowly, softly, without urgency. Just simply exploring her and getting to know the feel of her like I was memorizing every nuance of her pussy both inside and out. Kissing her breasts, leaning over then to suck on one while fingering the nipple of the other was an added bonus. Her nipples I saw, in the occasional flicker of light from the movie screen, were very similar to her mothers. She hard large areolas just like her mothers, and a very similar shade of pinkishness to them as well. But it was definitely that combination of pleasuring her, licking and flicking my tongue against those hard titties, and sliding my finger inside and out of her young cunt, as well as "walking" my fingers inside her occasionally just as Katie had taught me to do, and all this....at a Drive In Movie Theatre!

The pleasure Kathy was giving my cock was secondary to the enjoyment I was getting just by doing this with her. I certainly loved the way she handled my prick, not too hard or too soft, neither was she jacking me off too slowly or too fast. It was a nice steady non-urgent get me there kind of a hand-job that was deliciously perfect in every way.

Even these wonderfully erotic and sensual pleasures were soon not enough to keep the desires at bay any longer though.

"Hmmmm I want. No. I need you to fuck me now!" She demanded.

Climbing over the top of me, she then positioned herself facing away from me, and slid down atop my cock. I felt my penis nestle itself inside her warm drenched pussy, and we both held still for a moment reveling in the sensations of finally joining together like this.

"Oh....I love the way you feel inside me Nick! Your big hard cock is filling me, stretching my pussy. Do you like that? Do you like the way my pussy feels all warm and wet around your big fat cock?"

My cock wasn't that big. And it certainly wasn't that fat either. But hearing her tell me it was, was wonderful to hear anyway. Just the words she spoke and the way she said them with such lusty wanton desire soon had me begging to let me finally fuck her.

"Your pussy feels so good too Kathy. I love the way it fits around me; I can feel you clenching it, kissing it with your pussy lips. Please Kathy, let me fuck you now, let me slide in and out of you and make you feel as good as your making me feel!"

Slowly then she began moving against me in rhythm with my own even slighter thrusts. It wasn't necessary really for me to do anything; Kathy was controlling both the dept and the speed of our fucking, and was obviously directing the best possible stimulation anyway. Reaching up and around her, I cupped both of her breasts in my hands and kneaded the soft pliant flesh of her tits, capturing those twin hardened nipple's and softly pulling them away from her breasts and tweaking, rolling her captured nipples between my fingers.

"Ok you two. Knock it off and find someplace else to do this!"

A near bight white blinding flashlight had suddenly appeared out of nowhere suddenly shining in through the window of the truck. I turned almost immediately, prepared to start scrambling for my clothing. Kathy however, though turning to face the light as well, never did stop humping herself up and down on me completely.

"Oh damn!" She exclaimed. "And I was getting so close too. Can't you just leave us alone for a couple of more minutes? I am so close to cumming, it's not really fair!"

The "kid", because that's who he really was, obviously younger than we were at least, just stood there grinning, continuing to hold the flashlight directly on Kathy and spot-lighting her breasts which I had immediately quit playing with the moment we had been discovered.

"Sorry. Ya gotta leave, or I gotta report ya! Oh. And no refunds either!" He stated.

The over zealous prick was really enjoying using his limited authority, though I was reasonably sure he was also enjoying the "view" as Kathy reluctantly removed herself from off my cock.

"Ok......" She said. ".....But would you mind turning off the flash-light please?" She had made no effort to even try and cover herself, and looking at him directly without allowing him to feel like he'd embarrassed her in any way shape or form, finally seemed to embarrass him into turning off the light. Even then Kathy made no effort to sort out any of her clothing to dress either.

"Come on Nick, lets go then."

"What about our clothes?"

Kathy's wickedly looking smile said it all. I immediately fired up the truck and we headed towards the exit leaving the somewhat surprised looking "movie fucking security twerp" standing there watching us drive away out of "his" theatre, with no clothes on.

Kathy was actually laughing, and even I had to admit it was funny, and in a weird way still pretty exciting too. We sped out back onto the highway, and though it was considerably late, there were still more cars on the road that I would have liked.

"Maybe we should pull over someplace and get dressed Kathy, before someone else sees us!"

Glancing over towards her then, I watched as she leaned against the passenger side door, one leg on the floor, the other bent at the knee resting on the bench seat. Facing me, she began fingering her own pussy then with one hand and toying with one of her own breasts with the other.

"If you can get us home before I cum, I'll give you the best blowjob of your life!"

I'm certainly glad I wasn't about to comment on that. She would have had some pretty tough competition in that area, and I wasn't about to tell her that I probably already had the best "blowjobs" of my life anyway. So without commenting further, I sped the truck up a little, more cautious now than ever of other traffic nearby us, especially any traffic cops.

I continued to alternate back and forth, watching the road as carefully as possible, and also glancing over to look at her as she continually toyed and played with herself. Her head was thrown back resting against the window, eyes closed, and obviously enjoying the intense pleasure she was bringing herself. Anyone seeing inside the car, seeing her, would know exactly what it was she was doing, not to mention that her breasts were clearly exposed to anyone glancing inside the truck.

We made record time getting back to our street without any further incidents.

"Turn off the lights and cut the engine just before you head up the drive. We'll sneak up to the house, and then come back later like we were just getting home." Kathy told me. We made our way quietly around the side of the house into the backyard. All the lights were off except for one inside Kathryn's bedroom.

"Mom's either reading a book, or masturbating. My bedroom's right across the hall from hers, and I heard her using it last night too!"

The "image" of that added to my arousal. I was still in a very heightened state of excitement, all these wild and abandoned sexual thrills that had been going on all evening long had me hornier than I could ever remember being before.

"Nanna uses one too. I found hers when I was going through some stuff in her bathroom. She keeps it in the bottom drawer of her vanity."

I knew that already of course, but once again I was reminded that this would not normally be something I should be privy too.

"You really think she uses one?" I said playing along.

"Oh heavens yes. Nanna was the one who bought mother her first one several years ago. I think she did it as a "joke" back then, or something like that. But then I over heard them talking about it the next day, and mom was laughing about how incredible it felt...and I heard Nanna say something like "I told you" or something like that anyway. Ever since then I've heard mother using one on several occasions, and even spied her using it once when she'd not closed her bedroom door tightly, and it had slowly opened a bit. I helped it of course, in order to watch her. And I have to tell you Nick, seeing mom playing with herself was pretty fucking exciting!"

We made it over to the patio near the pool, and I helped Kathy untie the cushions to the lounge chairs. We were "still" nude, and sneaking around like this, now dragging cushions off and laying them down in the grass so we could lay on them was one more piece to this ever increasing puzzle of thrill we'd been putting together. Looking up, I saw the light in Kathryn's bedroom window wink out and I motioned upwards to it informing Kathy.

"Good!" She whispered to me. "She's either gotten tired of reading, or just cum. Either way she'll be asleep in no time!"

We placed both the lounge cushions side by side on the grass making a fairly comfortable bed for us to consummate our wild and crazy evening together on.

"Now hurry up and fuck me!" Kathy almost didn't whisper. "I'm so fucking horny right now that I'm half tempted to go up and use Nana's vibrator if you don't get inside me soon!"

As horny as I was, I was also afraid of disappointing Kathy the first time we did it. Perhaps it was a combination of nervousness, and the fact I had recently been going through an advanced course in sexual relations, whatever the case, I didn't hurry, didn't even lose control once I had finally slid into her again, and fucked her to her first ever orgasm through intercourse. At least that's what she told me afterwards anyway. She'd never been able to climax that way, always needing to stimulate her clitoris with her hand at least at the same time, or orally afterwards. But never by just simply fucking. I was beaming; maybe I was finally learning to do it right after all. But the best part was I didn't cum until she did, and in my book, that had been a first for me too.

Afterwards as we lay quietly for a moment staring up at the stars, I glanced over at Kathryn's dark window and silently thanked her for the condom's she'd picked up and had obviously placed inside the truck where I was sure to have found them. Shortly after that, Kathy and I returned all the cushions back where they belonged, snuck back down to the road, dressed, and then drove up to the house as though we were just getting home from our date. I kissed Kathy goodnight, and then sprinted for home myself. With everything that had been happening and going on lately, I'd fallen behind in the work I had promised to do, so it would be a bright and early one for me tomorrow for sure.

I was asleep nearly as soon as my head hit the pillow. Exhausted, tired, no longer horny for sure, but with a smile on my face just the same. A big one.

I immediately went to work shortly after seven in the morning. I certainly didn't expect to see anyone for at least an hour yet, and so worked as quietly as possible so as not to disturb anyone who was most likely still sleeping.

I was rounding the corner of the house on my way to where the trashcans were when I nearly ran over Kathryn who was standing there waiting for me.

"Damn Kathryn. You scared the shit out of me! I had no idea you were even there!"

"How'd your date with Kathy go last night?" She asked me.

There was an edge to her voice, not one of anger, but certainly not her usual happy go lucky self either.

"Ok I guess. Why?"

For a moment she looked as though she was trying to be angry, and then her face softened.

"Oh Nick, I'm sorry. I know that I told you about Kathy's wanting you, even encouraging it. And believe me, I still do...........I watched the two of you from the window last night." She confessed then.

I wasn't sure how to react to that. The possibility was there, perhaps always had been that that might happen, we'd taken quite a chance fucking outside on the cushions anyway, and part of the thrill and excitement had been in possibly getting caught. And obviously in a way we had been.

"I mean I know my daughter, and I also knew the moment you two went out last night that you'd probably end up doing something together."

"And that's why you put the condom's in the truck then I guess."

"Condoms? When was I able to get out and get any on this ankle? I said I would, and certainly will if you can't get them or need them, but no. It wasn't me."

"Kathy!" We both said in unison.

I should have realized she'd make sure you had some." Kathryn indicated. "I told her along time ago to never rely on the "guys" to have any whenever she might need them, and to always ensure she had some handy so there would never ever be any lame excuses about having to wear one. Anyway Nick, what I was trying to tell you was this, seeing the two of you last night, I got a little jealous I guess, watching you outside fucking my daughter, and especially after I basically encouraged it. And then...as I stood there watching you, I began to imagine it was me you were fucking, and before long, I was standing there masturbating, thinking it was you and I out there on the grass instead of the two of you. And so now...I feel horrible about it, and not because I don't want you and Kathy seeing one another, just the opposite, I do. But I also realized, I want to be with you again too. I'm not foolish enough to think anything will come of it, and as a matter of fact I have no desire for it to. I just don't want a relationship with any man right now who thinks it will lead to something else. I need time away from that, time to my self. But it shouldn't mean that I'm not supposed to have a sex-life, or enjoy being with someone, someone "safe", safe enough for me anyway. And that's what I realized last night after we'd been together, and after I'd seen you any Kathy together. That I wanted you too, at least for a little while, or until you say otherwise, or if something serious should develop between you and Kathy. Then I certainly wouldn't expect anything more to happen between us...ever."

"Kathryn........." I tried saying, trying to get her attention.

"All I know is...I want you too, and felt bad about it because I did......."

"Kathryn........."

"After all, I'm twenty years older than you are, and here "you" are fucking my own daughter anyway...I have no business......"

Trying to get her to stop by saying her name certainly hadn't worked, so instead, I just grabbed her pulling her towards me and kissed her full on the mouth. At the same time, I placed my hand on one of her breasts, immediately found her nipple and squeezed it while kissing her. She undid the bathrobe she was wearing then, and she was naked underneath, as I had quickly discovered.

"How's your ankle doing anyway?"

"It's fine. Now shut up and fuck me."

And so I did, right there on the side lawn, in the grass. And I remembered thinking that Katie liked making love in the morning too.

"I'm taking Kathy with me for a little while this afternoon." She said as though she'd been reading my mind. "That should give you some time with mother. I know this sounds crazy Nick. But right now, she still needs you too. And just because I need you, and because it seems Kathy wants you, maybe already has you already...it's not fair for any of us, especially me, to ruin or destroy anything you had with mother prior to our showing up here. Does any of this make any sense to you?"

Frankly...it did and it didn't. I was confused about a great many things myself. I still had a very special attraction and reason for wanting to be with Katie. She was after all my first, my teacher, and a woman I wanted to continue learning things from, but also in bringing some pleasure to. Kathryn was going through her own difficulties. I certainly understood her not wanting to become involved with another man just now, but having the same basic needs as anyone else did, and being honest enough to tell me she did, well I didn't exactly feel like I could bail out on her either. And then of course there was Kathy. She was my own age to be sure. But it wasn't just that, I felt there was something special there that we possibly could grow together, and I wanted to give it the chance to do that to see where it went before making any other decisions beyond that.

Kathryn had gone back into the house and I of course returned to my own unfinished work. Forty-five minutes later, Katie emerged from the house looking as bright and as chipper as I'd ever seen her.

"Morning Nicky!" She called out to me. "How's everything going?"

"Morning Mrs. Steel!" I responded back to her, saying it loud enough that she'd be aware I had done so in continuing along with our agreement, though for the most part it seemed like a totally unnecessary thing to be doing at this point.

"Everything's just fine mam!" I added then. "I've already weeded and spade the garden's so Kathryn can finish planting those Petunia's for you."

I looked up and watched as she approached me carrying a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. "Here Nicky, I thought you might like this, and there's plenty more if you'd like another one." She said sideling up to me then.

When she did reach me, handing me the glass, her voice lowered into a near whisper as though someone was standing right behind her, which they weren't of course.

"I've missed you. Kathryn's taking Kathy this afternoon to go do some things. They'll be gone for a couple of hours. As soon as they have gone....give it about twenty minutes after that just in case, then come on up to my bedroom ok?"

She didn't wait for a response and turned away walking back towards the house.

"Oh....and if you'd go ahead and get started trimming the Lilac bushes out front when you've finished with your orange juice, I'd really appreciate it."

We'd already gone over all that the day before, so I knew that Katie was stating it more for show than anything else, in the event that Kathryn or Kathy was watching us, or listening I'm sure.

"Yes Mrs. Steel." I replied cordially, and once again thought of just how "strange" the events of the last few days had suddenly become for me. Not that I didn't like it...I did. But I was beginning to feel a little bit uneasy running around behind everyone's back, though Kathryn of course was stuck right in the middle of it with me as well.

A few minutes before they left, Kathy came bouncing out of the house to greet me. She was wearing a bright red sundress with white Pokka-dots on it that barely concealed her breasts, which were spilling out of it.

"You like?" She asked me twirling around in it and allowing her shapely legs to become even more exposed as well.

"Love it." I responded. "You really do look pretty this morning Kathy."

"Thank you. Sure enjoyed last night." She said in a tone low enough so as not to be overheard. Kathryn had just come out the back door then and was appearing ready to go.

"Come on Kathy, leave the poor boy alone. We'll be back around six Nick with something for dinner, so plan on staying with us for that too."

I watched and waved as they pulled out of the driveway and headed off towards the city. "Twenty minutes" I thought to myself, and glanced towards the house. But I didn't see Katie; she'd not come to the door to see them off as I thought she might have.

I finished doing the few things I'd already begun doing, occasionally glancing towards the house half expecting to see Katie, her waving at me or telling me to come in or something. But I never did. Funny how the mind works, but with everything I'd been doing, the semi sneaking around, though I wasn't really trying to sneak, I was suddenly a little paranoid that maybe Katie was planning on having one of those "talks" with me or something. Suddenly the twenty minutes seemed like twenty hours.

I gave it an extra minute even, and then entered into the house through the kitchen. I stood their listening for a moment, but couldn't hear a thing.

"Katie?" I called out. But there was no response.

Walking down the hallway I got to the bottom of the stairs leading up towards the bedrooms. Once again I stood there listening for any sounds, but heard nothing.

"Katie? Are you up stairs?

Again nothing. "Strange!" I thought to myself, and finally began to head up the stairs to her bedroom. Turning down the hallway heading towards hers at the "T" at the top of the landing which headed off in the opposite direction from Kathryn and Kathy's rooms I rounded the final short hallway and saw that the ladder leading up into the attic had been pulled down. Her bedroom door was open and I quickly glanced inside, but she wasn't inside there either. That meant there was only once place she could be.

Returning back to the steps leading up into the attic, I began to climb them and saw what appeared to be a flickering light along with the subtle scent of burning candles coming from the opening above me. I poked my head up through the opening and was amazed at what I found there. This wasn't like any storage area I'd ever seen. It certainly wasn't cluttered or filled with boxes and dusty mold smelling trunks or anything like that at all.

The "attic" was completely finished and furnished. An enormous bed nearly filled half of the room. It was a little eerie looking in a way, the walls were a deep purple, almost black, speckles of glitter had been mixed in with the paint, and as the light from what must have been a hundred or more burning candles danced about the room, the glitter sparkled in differing hues of purple, red's and blues. Even the bed had what appeared to be either a blood red, or dark violet colored silk sheets. The headboard appeared to have several compartments, niches that were filled with a wide variety of "toys", vibrators, dildo's, lotions of one sort or another. Others were filled with what appeared to be movie selections, and it was then that I noticed a large screen T.V. which sat off to one side in the corner of the room. There was what also appeared to be a fully stocked bar with every kind of drink one could possibly think to ask for.

But as near bizarre and exciting as it was to even see this room, seeing Katie laying in the middle of that enormous bed was even more arousing than anything I could have dreamed up to fantasize about, even in my wildest imaginations.

Katie was wearing a black leather mesh body suit. Her full breasts were held and supported within two cut-out openings that not only bared them, but obviously enhanced their attractiveness and support as they sat atop her chest like twin towering peaks of pure lusty enticement. Likewise, she lay with legs slightly spread, encased in sheer black stockings, matching black leather garter and sheer silk panties, which were obviously crotch-less.

I don't even remembering fully coming up through the opening, but I found myself eyeing the room, looking at Katie, glancing around, and back to Katie again.

"Well? How do you like it?" She asked me. But she didn't wait for a response, and I'm not even sure I had one yet anyway.

"Steven and I built this room years ago for our own private enjoyment. No one even knows it exists, not even Kathryn or Kathy of course. Steven and I used this room frequently, and had more erotic and sensual fun up here than you could ever begin to imagine. I know that some people would be shocked to learn we even had this room; maybe even Kathryn might be initially, though I know she'd quickly accept it once she thought about it. Kathy would probably think it was "cool" of course, though imagining her grandfather and I "doing it" might give her pause once she thought about it. Or not..." Katie laughed then, but it was a husky sexy laugh. She was obviously very aroused and must have spent the entire twenty minutes just getting the room ready, let alone herself.

"I'd even considered having the room "dismantled" after Steven's death, but realized that I'd have to do it all by myself unless I could find someone to do it for me. But then I thought how quickly the "word" would get out after that about the crazy, horny old lady who lived down the lane. Anyway, I decided to simply lock it up and keep it locked. Until I met you that is, and ever since, I've been debating about showing you apart of my private world. So....what do you think of it anyway?"

"I think its "tits!" I responded. "This is the most incredible thing I've ever seen!"

"Oh? And what about me?" She said teasingly. "Or do you think I look too weird laying here like this?

My legs finally found the ability to move then, and I quickly crossed the room towards the bed.

"Here!" She said, handing me a small gift-wrapped box. "Open it."

I began to tear into the paper, pulled the lid off the box and pulled out a pair of black leather briefs.

"Put them on for me."

I quickly began to tear off what little clothing I was wearing. Nude, I actually felt a little self-conscious about putting them on in front of her.

"Go on!" She coaxed me; already she was toying with her widespread pussy, gazing at me with lust-filled eyes as she watched me holding them up to look at them before putting them on.

"The hole goes in front, yes."

I stepped into them and had to reach out to hold on to one of the four bedposts in order to maintain my balance while getting them on. They were extremely tight.

"They're made like that, on purpose." She explained.

I hopped on one foot briefly, and then stepped into them and began pulling them up the rest of the way. Reaching in, I had no choice but to slip my cock through the opening in the crotch, there would have been no room, and no way I could have gotten them comfortably on otherwise. There was also another surprise waiting for me as well, as a second hole seemed to be perfectly situated to allow my balls to slip through.

"That's right Nicky. That's what it's there for!"

Making one last final adjustment, I now stood before her allowing her to "view" me as she'd asked me to do for a few moments. Again, she lay there looking at me, and I now realized she'd taken one of the many "toys" from one of the shelves and was slipping it inside her pussy while gazing at me as I stood near directly in front of her.

By this time my cock had swollen enormously and was sticking clearly out of the extremely tight form-fitting black leather shorts. My balls hung freely and comfortably as well, without being pinched and felt surprisingly cool, though I discovered a light cool breeze tingling against my skin. I actually shivered a little.

"This room can get amazingly warm after a while as you'll soon discover, even with the blowers on up here." She patted the bed beside her then, and I made the rest of the way over to her and climbed up onto the bed.

"We don't have as long as I'd like to spend with you up here, but perhaps we'll somehow find a way to spend an entire evening up here one night."

"I'd love that." I stated anxiously. Already the atmosphere of the room was having its affect on me. I felt "naughtier" somehow almost giddy with an immense desire to try anything...do anything. Whatever it was she wanted me to do to her or with her, I'd have done it without even thinking twice about it. So much so...that I told her so in as many words.

"It does have that affect on you doesn't it? I remember the first time Steven and I used this room, I'd never let him cum in my mouth in the twenty odd years we'd been married, and suddenly I was this street whore doing things and wanting to do things I'd never done with him in all the years we'd been married. He not only came in my mouth, which I insisted he do, but he fucked me in the ass for the first time that night as well. Have you ever done that before Nicky?"

"No." I admitted freely. "I've never done it, never really thought about doing it...until now that is."

The look on her face was pure lust. Katie even looked a little differently than anytime we'd been together before. I'm sure it had a lot to do with the way she was dressed, the way she had her hair pulled back with that one streak of silver braded sexily and hanging off to one side.

"Good. Something else to teach you about then." She reached up behind her towards the headboard and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. At the same time, she also took out another box that was filled with several condoms as well. They were the same exact brand I had found sitting inside the truck.

"You put those in the truck!" I exclaimed, "I thought Kathy had gotten them." And then suddenly I realized what I'd just confessed to having done with her.

"I figured you might need them. Knowing my grand-daughter the way I do, I figured you'd be needing them eventually!"

"And.....and, your ok with that?" I nervously questioned her.

"Nick........I'm not stupid. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Your both young.....obviously attracted to one another. I saw that the first day you set eyes on my granddaughter. And besides, I also knew that what you and I were doing would eventually come to an end, it had to. It would be silly for either one of us to expect this to go on forever." "Your not telling me that its over....that this is our last time together and why you brought me up here to show me this room is it?"

"Of course not. At least I hope not." She added. "Soon....I know that. But until then, until we both know it's time...no. I still want you, and I still hope you want to be with me too!"

Immediately we kissed, caressed and petted one another playfully for a long time until the fires of passion were burning fiercely and wildly.

"Now I think your ready to try something new and exciting." She said.

Reaching for the tube of lubricant, she smeared a generous helping of it all over my condom covered cock until I was so slippery that her hand seemed to glide off of it with more ease than any amount of baby-oil I'd ever applied to it before.

Applying some to herself as well, both inside her ass as well as her cunt, which raised my level of curiosity significantly, she then positioned herself above me and slowly eased herself down onto me until I felt the tip of my erection being fitted snugly against the puckered opening of her ass. Only then did she begin to penetrate herself with any real force, even with all the lubricant she was extremely tight.

"It's been quite a while since I've done this." She admitted to me.

Taking her time, I finally felt the entire head of my dick slide inside her with a sucking little "popping" sound. "That's the part I hate the most...it's a little embarrassing for me."

Frankly...I thought the "sound" was erotic, it wasn't like a fart, more like a nice squishy juicy sound that expelled some of the trapped air as I finally found the head of my cock resting inside her sphincter.

We sat unmoving just for a second or two more while she adjusted to the new sensation of having my cock impaled just inside the opening of her ass. Once again then she began to move slowly down upon me until I was buried, fully inside her.

"Ahhhh, I really have missed that! You like the way that feels? You like having your cock inside my ass Nicky?"

"Oh fuck yes!" I moaned deeply and throatily. "That is fucking sensational!"

Pleased, she began to rock back and forth against me for a moment, loosening herself up as well as helping to spread the lubricant around inside her as well. Soon she was as slick and slippery as anytime I had ever been inside her pussy, and the fucking became smooth and easy for us both.

It was then I realized why she'd also applied such a generous helping to her pussy as well. Reaching up into the headboard, she then produced the biggest fucking vibrator I'd ever seen before in my life.

"No way!" I blurted out without realizing I had.

"You'll be amazed what a woman's cunt is capable of doing." She informed me. And I watched, fascinated as she slowly began to stretch her pussy apart as the enormously thick, fat, long vibrator slowly disappeared inside her cunt.

Once it was fully embedded inside her, we sat once again without moving, adjusting ourselves to the added pressure and differences we'd just created. I had felt it actually slide inside her cunt, felt it, as it seemed to pass right along side my own cock, which was as deep inside her ass as it was possible for me to get it.

"Ready?" She questioned me. Looking down into my eyes, she then placed my hands upon each of her breasts.

"You're not fucking going to believe this." She stated

Reaching down, she turned on the vibrator, slowly.

"Oh..............fuck!"

And it was on the softest slowest setting possible.

She turned it up a little higher then. I felt the sensation of indescribable ecstasy attacking every nerve ending in my body then.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh.... she - it!" I near screamed.

She was fucking herself in and out with the vibrator now, and fucking me at the same time. My cock slid in and out of her, passing along side the enormous vibrator as it came in while I was going out. It tickled me, caressed me, and stimulated me with each stroke in and each stroke out of her lovely tight ass.

"Oh... fuck... Katie!" I was yelling then.

And she turned the vibrator up on high. I felt the tingly sensation in every square inch of my body. Not only that, I felt it in my fingertips as I held onto her nipple's squeezing them.

"Harder!" Katie screamed out loud as well. "Pinch them Nicky....pinch them...harder!"

I was pulling on her tits for all I was worth, but even if she was feeling pain, she certainly wasn't complaining about it. I saw only the purest expression of utter enjoyment chiseled in her face as her eyes appeared to roll back inside her head, and her mouth opened in a wide-mouthed silent expulsion of pure unadulterated pleasure.

The vibrations continued to course up and down my body, my hands still connected as though glued to her tits from the electrical current's surging through us. My balls were tighter than they had ever been, and I felt the white hot surge of electrical pulsations racing up and down the stem of my cock as it continued to pummel the inside of Katie's quivering clenching ass.

In the next instant, I felt the first hard-felt spurt of cum filling the condom, it was so overpowering that for a brief moment I was sure I had blown the fucking thing off the top of my cock. Katie's own orgasm was ongoing, I think she'd been in the throes of it from the first moment that she'd turned the vibrator all the way up to high...she just seemed to hit that plateau and stay there for what seemed like for ever. Eventually that long silent scream she'd been holding inside seemed to explode from her mouth as well.

"Ahhh......rrrrrrrghhhhhh!" She grunted and groaned in a tone and in a voice that couldn't have possibly come from her. But obviously it was her...and she was thrashing wildly now as the climax overtook her, overpowered her and blew her apart in its intensity.

Just as suddenly, she was beyond sensitive. Literally pulling the vibrator out of her cunt, she tossed it nearly clear across the room. In that same instant, she tumbled off of me, my cock slipping out in a sudden much noisier "popping" sound that it had made going in.

I was surprised to see the rubber was still in place resting over my cock, though the reservoir holding my cum seemed near to bursting with the amount of sperm I had ejaculated into it.

"Holy shit!" I was all I could manage to finally say.

And then from Katie......."Amen to that.!" She moaned.

I was drenched, dripping with sweat, as was Katie.

"See? I told you it got awfully warm in here!" And now that light little breeze felt refreshingly good and wonderful on my nearly liquefied flesh.

Exhausted, totally and completely satiated, I could have stopped having sex right then and there and never regretted a moment of never doing it again as good as I felt right then.

But Katie wasn't done with me yet, even though I actually complained about "No way in hell!" Of getting it up again...not for quite a while anyway.

But Katie wasn't having any of that either, and slowly began sucking my limp noodle of a prick inside her mouth, easily taking all of it in, in its more than usual shrunken state.

"Katie...I don't think its possible for me........"

She took her mouth off of my cock. I thought she was listening to what I was trying to tell her.

"We're not leaving this room until I taste your cum inside my mouth." She informed me then. And surprisingly my prick twitched with sudden renewed interest.

An hour later, and after she'd done what she said she was going to do no matter how long it took, (which to my surprise hadn't taken all that long), we finally blew out all the candles and made our way back down the ladder where Katie used a small portable garage door type of device to lift both the ladder back up inside the attic, closing the cover and securely locking it all at the same time.

"Wow!" I stated

"And that remains our little secret Nicky....ok?"

"No problem Katie." I replied almost reverently. I had just gone through what could only be described as some of the most pleasurable and satisfying sex of my entire life. I wouldn't have told anyone about it, including Kathryn or Kathy out of the fear I'd not only never see or experience that room again, but that I'd be hurting Katie in the process.

We quickly entered her bathroom then, and spent another enjoyable period of time washing and soaping one another up in the shower. I went down on Katie in there too, and brought her to another enjoyable orgasm though it was obviously not quite as intense as the one we'd experienced in the attic together. She enjoyed it however, and I left her shortly afterwards as it was now getting to be later in the evening, and we both agreed that after what we'd both been through, either one of us facing either Kathryn or Kathy might give something a way as to what we'd been up to all afternoon long. The grin on my face was a mile wide, and I honestly couldn't stop smiling. I'm sure I looked like a total idiot, but I was giddy with the lingering excitement and satisfaction of the whole entire experience with her in the "room" as I now referred to it every time I thought about it afterwards.

Kathy called me at home that night, and she sounded a little disappointed that I wouldn't be coming over to see her later. I told her I was exhausted, which I was, from working all day, and was going to bed really early. Even my own mother was a little concerned that I was perhaps "over doing it"...and I almost laughed when she'd said that. "Oh mom...if you only knew!" I'd thought then. And of course...was certainly glad she didn't or hopefully never would either. I even heard her talking to my father down stairs and voiced her concern to him. Fearful, I listened through the crack in my door, now worried that I had in fact appeared a little "too" tired, and that maybe they'd curtail my activities in working for "Mrs. Steel" as I heard mother call her saying her name.

Thankfully, I heard dad telling her something about that it was good for me...and that a little hard work never hurt anyone. And besides, I certainly hadn't "complained" about it to either one of them. Putting mom at ease after that, I was about to close my bedroom door and finally get that much needed rest when I heard dad mention something about my birthday. With everything that had been happening, I had nearly forgotten it was coming up in a few short weeks.

"You know.....maybe we'll surprise him by getting that car for him, you know, the one he's been drooling over ever since he started this job. He's already proved he's hardworking and reliable. Hell....he's over there first thing in the morning and works all day long. Of course....there is that cute little girl, what was her name again?"

"Kathy I think." I heard mother say. "I'm sure she's got something to do with it, but your right. He does seem to love working for Mrs. Steel......."

Their voices trailed off then so I could no longer make out what it was they were saying as they disappeared back downstairs to the family den.

"Cool!" I lay there thinking and saying to myself. "And I still have a thousand dollars too!" My birthday was still over a month away, but the excitement of finally getting my very own car was the icing on top of the fucking cake I'd been eating all day long. It was in fact a nearly perfect day. And I didn't think another day could ever be as good as this one had been.

But that day was yet to come.

The following week was a mixture of wild crazy dalliances, quick sudden almost too dangerous liaisons amongst the three women. Schedules being what they were, never allowed the more private one on one encounters I preferred with any one of us being together. I had taken Kathy out in the evening twice, but ever since that one wild crazy night at the drive-in, I'd been a little more cautious and fearful of being spotted by the police or something. The last thing I wanted was to be exposed, in all likelihood bared from having anything to do with Kathy again (until I was finally eighteen at least) and by then, she and her mother would be on their way back to New York. Kathy and I had certainly managed some fairly heavy petting, mutual masturbation and even some occasional oral sex in private little places we'd found to drive to. But even then we were both left wanting a whole lot more with one another.

Twice, Kathryn and I had conveniently "bumped" into one another bright and early in the morning. I had satisfied her orally inside the greenhouse on one morning, and she had done the same with me while I anxiously sat there keeping an eye out on the back door of the house fearful that either Kathy or Katie would come outside and head in our direction. Another time we had been swimming in the pool, Kathy had gone to the store for her mother, and Katie was inside the house doing some laundry. We were hardly alone, but stood side by side in the pool standing there as though talking, and were in fact busily playing with one another beneath the water.

Only Katie and I had had any time alone together, and even that had been far too short to even think about going up to the "room". We'd managed only to enjoy a little "69" with one another on her bed until we'd both satisfied one another, and only moments before the sound of the garage door opening alerted us that Kathy and Kathryn had arrived home.

All in all, though I was certainly enjoying my relationships with all three women, it was beginning to have its affect on me. Kathryn of course knew I had been sleeping with Kathy as well as her mother, but what she didn't know was that Katie knew I was sleeping with Kathy as well. Kathy on the other hand didn't know I was sleeping with her Mother or Grandmother, and trying to keep that a secret was becoming harder and harder to deal with every single day.

By the end of that week, I was feeling a little guilty, a bit panicked and confused, as well as emotionally drained. I didn't want to hurt anyone, certainly didn't want to cause any friction or problems between the three of them either, but at the same time, I also didn't want to quit being with any of them either. The only thing I was holding onto at this point was that in a week, Kathy and her mother would be leaving, their visit over, and back to New York.

And then that changed too.

On Saturday, Kathy came running out excitedly to find me. I was busily cleaning and scraping off mud, dirt and leaves from inside an outside water fountain that hadn't worked properly for a couple of years. It had become my pet project of late for several reasons, one that I wanted to do something special for Katie, and fixing the water fountain was one way I could do that. Secondly, it was located in the far corner of the enormous backyard that wasn't easily seen from the house. A gazebo sat nearby, a place that Katie often came to in the evenings to sit, relax, and watch the magnificent sunsets. Something I enjoyed doing with her from time to time, and occasionally, something all three of us had done at one time or another as well. Katie had mentioned the water fountain twice about getting it fixed, and I immediately had decided to do it for her myself.

"Nicky! Nicky?" I heard her calling out to me, and indicated to her where I was.

Running over towards me then, I could she was breathlessly excited about something.

"What's up?" I asked her when she got near enough to me.

"Mother sold the Condo in New York! We're staying here!" She excitedly explained to me. And I had to admit, that was good news too, on the one hand. And on the other...I wasn't sure I was going to be able to continue all this sneaking around behind everyone's back for very much longer, and that wasn't very good news.

"That's wonderful!" I told her however, meaning it, and wanting it...but also fearful of what that meant for me too.

"You don't sound all that excited." Kathy admonished me then. "I thought you'd be delighted that I wouldn't be leaving here...wouldn't be going back, unless of course that's NOT what you really want of course!"

"No....No. Believe me it is Kathy. I'm tickled pink your not leaving, the fact that I knew you would be has been bothering me in fact, and now that I know you aren't, well it's just taken me by surprise is all!"

Kathy seemed to believe me, and once again her face brightened with delight at the prospect of staying here.

"Mother's already discussed it with Grandmother, and until such time as something happens to change circumstances for mother, we're going to continue living here and helping Nanna out. She was excited to hear it too...since mother will one day inherit this old house anyway, living here, or somewhere close by had been something mother's always wanted to do anyway. And now...since I've met you, I feel the same way now too!"

Kathy and I then enjoyed one of our rare get-togethers as they were turning out to be, and headed over to the gazebo where we would have some warning if anyone approached us anyway, and fingered one another off to orgasm. Afterwards, Kathy informed me that the only bad thing that had come of all this was her grandmother reminding her that there were "No free rides", and that she'd be expected to work a part-time job at least to help around the place until school started up in the fall. She had already applied for one, and was going in that afternoon for an interview. The second thing she told me then was that her mother was going to move back into the cottage that she had once lived in prior to having moved away. I knew where it was, but I had never even been near it as there was always other work that needed being done, and by the looks of it, though it wasn't in bad shape, it would certainly take some work getting it back into shape once again.

Kathy did in fact get the job, and as it turned out, her work hours went from early in the afternoon to early evening. It was nice as it still gave us time together after work to see one another and do stuff. But more importantly, it also made it a little easier for me to spend some equal amounts of time with Kathryn and Katie as well.

A week later, and a week just before my birthday, Kathryn decided it was time to get busy getting the single bedroom cottage back into shape so she could soon move back into it. It was located at the farthest back edge of the property, several hundred feet away from the house, and nestled down into a small man-made little valley that was surrounded by tall evergreens and pine trees. A small brook ran across the property that had at one time been used for irrigation. The only way to get across was to go over an old rickety bridge that was in need of repair now as well. So I soon set myself to fixing it while Kathryn began cleaning out boxes of junk and old storage containers.

"I wonder why mom and dad brought all this stuff out here?" She asked me one day. "They used to keep all this stuff up in the attic. I guess dad got tired of constantly going up inside that hot dusty storage area and decided to move every thing out here."

At least now I knew what they'd done with all the junk people normally kept. But I certainly wasn't about to tell her the reason "why" behind it either.

"Even when I mentioned to mother that I wanted to move back in here, asking her if we should move all this stuff back into the attic, she looked at me like I'd gone mad or something! Told me that under no circumstances did she want to go back to storing stuff up there again, and if I couldn't find someplace else to put it, to throw it away instead."

I could only smile inwardly to myself, and help Kathryn haul stuff out to the garbage after that.

Everything seemed to be going along quite smoothly, and then three days before my birthday it all seemed to come crashing down around my head.

I had spent that morning doing my normal gardening chores around the Estate. After lunch, Kathy had left for work, and as I'd promised to do, I helped Kathryn carry out the rest of her belongings as well as helping her to move in and set up the bed. It was the last thing that really needed to be done before she was ready to permanently settle in. Katie had promised to stay away until Kathryn was ready to show her how it looked again now that we'd cleaned and fixed the place up, so there was very little worry or concern that she would drop in on us unexpectedly.

We'd gotten the bed put together, placed clean fresh sheets on it, and simultaneously decided to break it in with a long awaited for romp that neither of us had been able to find the time, or the place to really be together. Now, with Kathy at work, Katie in the house, we found ourselves crawling all over one another and ended up jumping into bed.

Unbeknown to either one of us, Kathy had gotten her schedule messed up, and upon arriving at work, discovered that she was in fact not scheduled to work that particular day. Returning home then, and finding neither her mother or I in the house, was told by Katie that the two of us were down at the cottage putting on the finishing touches prior to her mother's moving in.

Kathy came through the front door of the cottage to surprise us, and in so doing, received the surprise of her life herself.

Kathryn and I were naked on the bed; my face was buried inside Kathryn's cunt, so I was saved initially from the look of horror that was on Kathy's face when she saw us. I did hear the scream however, and Kathryn's voice just a fraction or two before Kathy scream and went running away from the cottage.

"Ah oh....." She'd said, sitting up suddenly and forcing me to remove my tongue from her pussy. It was then that I heard the scream, and then the backside of Kathy as she ran out the door and back across the bridge towards the house.

We'd just managed to get dressed when Katie appeared and stood just inside the doorway. Looking at her daughter, she motioned to her. "I think you and I need to have a little chat." She said. Turning towards me then, I looked into sad tear filled eyes. Every fear I'd had came crashing down around me then.

"Nick, I think it would be best if you went home and stayed there."

The way she'd said it confirmed my worst nightmare. It was over. Everything was over. It had finally come to one horribly fucked up ending, and everything between all of us was now ruined, and worse possibly amongst the three of them as well.

I watched as Katie and Kathryn slowly walked back up towards the house together. Afterwards I went around the cottage rather than going up to the house and home from there. Jumping the fence, I made my way back home the long way, which was fine with me as I had a lot of thinking to do myself. Scared, frightened and afraid more than I had ever been before in my entire life, I also had my own parents to face now as well.

That evening when my folks did get home, I told them simply I wasn't feeling well. Once again my mother went on a rampage about me working myself to death, obviously exhausted from everything I was doing and so on and so on. They did however leave me alone after that, and as I stayed in bed the next day to get some rest rather than go over to Mrs. Steels to work. That seemed to somewhat pacify my mother though she threatened to take me in to see a Doctor all the same.

I didn't expect to hear from any of them, and I didn't. And it was for me the longest day of my entire life.

The following morning was of course my birthday. Some birthday. I was even more miserable of course than I had been the day before. Dad came up to my room along with my mother, and were obviously excited and doing everything they could think of to cheer me up. I finally relented and got myself out of bed, following them both downstairs.

"Happy birthday son!" Dad said holding open the door to the garage as he did so.

There sat the car I'd been drooling over all this time, a bright red ribbon wrapped around it with a matching bow on top. It wasn't a new one, far from it, but it was the car I'd been hoping to get ever since I'd seen it advertised for sale in the paper. But rather than cheer me up or make me feel any better, I felt like throwing up instead and nearly did.

"Maybe we had better get him in to see a Doctor after all." Dad stated then.

"No..I'm fine really. I think it was actually something I ate, but I'm feeling a lot better now." I lied.

"You got a hold of some bad food at the Steel place?" My mother said then. And immediately wished I'd never said anything.

"No...not there, must have been that lousy hamburger I ate." I again said lying to them both. "But I'm feeling a lot better now that I felt yesterday...really!" I smiled weakly, trying to show them I really was feeling better, and even went outside into the garage to pretend I was excited enough to want to do that.

"Well...ok." Mother said. "If your really ok....Oh. And that reminds me. Mrs. Steel called this morning to ask me how you were doing. I told her you were feeling a little under the weather, but she told me when and if you felt up to it to give her a call."

I didn't know whether or not to laugh or to cry when she told me that.

"Ok. Thanks mom, I will."

Shortly afterwards they both left for work. Shortly after that I made a beeline for the telephone and made a call I was already dreading to be making.

Three very long rings later, Katie answered.

"Nick?" She said answering the phone, not even saying hello.

I swallowed....hard. "Yes." I near whispered into the mouth piece.

"I wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday." She began.

"Thank you."

"How are you doing anyway?"

"Fine...how...is....everyone there?" I nearly stuttered asking the question I dreaded asking more than anything else. But I had to know, had to hear it.

"Better."

"Oh....ah, that's good I guess. What happened anyway?" Again, I had to know, had to hear it if nothing else.

"Well....we spent the rest of the afternoon yelling at one another. Then that evening we sat talking and drinking, and even Kathy came back down from her room once she'd had time to cool off and join us. So we got her drunk too."

I stood there listening, holding my breath.

"In the morning, we sat around the patio table talking about what had happened and why. In the afternoon, we finally began discussing what it was we were going to do about it, and how that decision was going to effect everyone afterwards."

I was still holding my breath.

"Nick? I think you need to come over this evening so you and I can all sit down and have a little chat."

I arrived promptly at seven o'clock after assuring my parents that I was feeling perfectly fine. Katie met me at the door and I followed her into the house into the den. She'd already poured too glasses of wine, one for each of us. And though I really wasn't much of a wine drinker, the Merlot tasted wonderful and helped ease the edge of my nervousness.

"Where are Kathryn and Kathy?" I asked.

"They're not here at the moment. I thought it would be better this way, you and I talking now, like this. A lot has changed Nicky...." She said using the affectionate name that I had actually looked forward to hearing.

I drained the rest of my glass, steeling myself up for what I knew what was coming. And Katie immediately offered me another one.

"You know that nothing will ever be the same way that it was. We all made a lot of mistakes, especially trying to hide our feelings let alone our desires, wants and needs. That was a big mistake, and people got hurt. Believe me, I'm not saying it was your fault that any of this happened. It was in fact inevitable that it would."

"So what happens now?" I asked her tentatively.

"Now? Now we see. We take it one day at a time. Some things will have to end, you know that."

I nodded my head. I had known, but it certainly didn't make hearing it any easier.

"We still have a lot to discuss, and some of it you'll need to discuss personally and perhaps even privately with Kathryn and Kathy. But right now, you and I need to do something. Something I came to a decision on myself."

Katie stood up then and I followed her down the hallway to wards the stairs. I followed her up towards the bedrooms, and we turned at the landing heading back towards hers. I saw her reach into her pants pocket then and produce the tiny little garage door opener. She pushed the button on it and almost immediately the ladder to the attic came down and the opening above slid away revealing the same flickering lights I remembered seeing the first time.

"Give me five minutes, then come up after me."

I did as she asked me, watching my watch and feeling a little bit like a condemned man being served his last feast. I figured Katie had decided to make our last time together a special one, and what better place to do that than in "The Room!"

Finally it was time, and I began to ascend the stairs and felt like I was climbing the gallows on my way towards my punishment. I was excited as well as melancholy, a strange mixture of feelings and emotions washing through me. Poking my head through the opening, I then pulled myself up the rest of the way and glanced over towards the bed. Katie wasn't there however, and I turned slightly to scan the rest of the room.

"Surprise! Happy Birthday Nicky!"

From out of the shadows, all three of them suddenly appeared. Katie, Kathryn and Kathy. They were all wearing the sexiest outfits they could have found, and standing together arms linked, smiling at me.

"Well? You just going to stand there? Or are you going to come over here and unwrap your presents?"

I was stunned. For a moment I didn't know what to do. Apart of me said "flee" the other part wanted to rush over and hug them all at once. I decided on the later rather than on the former.

"What's going on?" I did ask them then somewhat bewilderedly.

"We decided to give you something special for your birthday." Katie replied then. Something that will never happen again, just so you know that. Like I said, the three of us had a long talk, a very long talk. And one that we'll need to have with you too. But not now, later, much later. And then we'll talk about the future."

Kathy walked over to me then and kissed me. "I love you Nick." She told me. "And you and I need to have a long talk too. About a lot of things. But right now, we're here for you...all of us....together."

Kathryn and Katie joined her side then and began undressing me. I felt lips, hands and bodies pressing against me then as clothes disappeared. I didn't know from one moment to the next who was kissing me or who was touching me where. It seemed like a never-ending series of touches and hot warm lips burned into my aroused flesh. And then I slowly unwrapped each and everyone of my "presents" and soon after joined them all upon the enormous oversized bed.

I found myself laying slightly on my side then, softly licking and playing with Kathy's beautiful pink petaled pussy. Katie was laying on her side between my legs along side her daughter. The two of them sucked, licked and devoured my lust hungry cock with lips that felt like velvet soft gloves caressing me. My fingers were busily stroking in and out of Kathryn's wet dripping slit at the same time. I fingered her in rhythm to the same lovingly soft strokings that tongues and lips were dancing upon the surface of my incredibly hard swollen shaft. My tongue licked, flicked and slithered inside Kathy's cunt to the same lustful tune that was being played on the organ that was so wonderfully being stroked and strummed as passion took over and the room became a blur of erotic emotions, sounds and an intensity that became almost surreal here inside "The Room."

Kathy's cunt exploded in a volumous eruption of pussy juice that I lapped at and struggled to devour hungrily. My own cock was leaking cum juice like a dripping faucet, and Katie was enjoying making naughty erotic little sounds with the slippery, gushy pearl-drop lubricant that she was happily making and playing with.

"Don't fight it Nicky." Kathryn said then. "We want you to come. Just like this, we have all night....and after all....it "is" one of your Birthday presents!"

Kathy forced me onto my back then, and Katie and Kathryn once again went back to licking my cock, sucking and tonguing my balls. But now Kathy included herself in the activity by laying down on top of me in such a way, that I was once again presented with a perfect view of her lovely juice covered split. Once again my own tongue stabbed into her, as I felt her tongue and lips now being added to the triple cock-sucking, tongue licking, ball kissing pleasures that were being given me.

My own cock blossomed in a fine misty spray of flying cock cream that showered all of us. My orgasm was more intense than any I had ever had, my prick ballooned to enormous proportions, the head of my cock expanding as Katie jerked it rapidly with her hand, milking it, forcing every drop of cum to ejaculate into someone's mouth, I knew not which as each of them took a turn drinking my essence, my soul.

And later....as we rested recovering, the passions would build once again. Simultaneously we responded, and the dance of ecstasy and pleasure was renewed. At one point, they all lay side-by-side, holding hands, legs spread and nearly overlapping one another. At the foot of the bed, I moved from one to the other, fucking each in turn momentarily, and then going back down the line of three beautifully proportioned, but distinctly differently feeling cunts. Fucking them...I rejoiced in the pleasure of each, and they in turn felt me, fucked me, and drew me into them fighting against my withdrawal, awaiting the next turn when my cock would again slip into them, sliding in and bathe itself within the soft sheathed tunnels of their woman hood.

Kathryn was the first to close the gap to orgasm, and then I remained with her, fucking her slowly and lovingly, taking my time, kissing her breasts, her lips, my prick gliding easily yet firmly inside her. Arms, hands, breasts caressed my back, my thighs, my face. And then she too came in glorious rapture.

Katie mounted me; I felt her own pussy fit me perfectly, for we had come to know the dance better between us, though I knew in my heart that would soon change. My cock filled her, explored her as though for the first time, yet it was familiar, comfortable, and exciting beyond words.

One again lips licked, touched and caressed my balls while we fucked together. Kathy stood beside me as I suckled her pert hard firm breasts. My hand cupped her femininity, and I fingered her aroused swollen clitoris, circled it with my fingers, tapped it and caressed it while continuing to fuck inside the pussy that had taught me all of it, had given to me my manhood, and had taught me much more than that in the process as well.

The hours passed, we fucked, sucked, played and caressed one another into the wee hours of the morning. Making love to the three of them together like this might have been a first as well as a last experience for me. But it would forever remain one I would never forget, nor very damn likely ever forget.

When morning came, with the streaks of sunlight filtering in through the windows, it signaled a new day, a new beginning for all of us.

Katie lay beside me, Kathryn as well as Kathy sound asleep, worn out and exhausted from the frantic love-making the night before. She was softly and lovingly toying with my very limp cock, but even that sensation was pleasurable, loving.

"No more sneaking around now Nick. You know that. From now on, we make love; we do it openly, no hiding it. We'll know when the time is right for this to end."

"You mean...this isn't our last time together?"

"Are you kidding me?" Katie said rising up on her elbow to look directly in the face at me. "Whatever in the world gave you that idea?" She asked me.

"But I thought....after last night, after all this......."

"True...I did say "this" would never happen again with the three of us. We all agreed to that. But after this, we also agreed not to be jealous, not to fight, and not to pretend we don't have or don't want to enjoy the pleasures we have been having with you. Sure.... Kathryn will most likely fall in love with another man someday and get remarried. But for now, the last thing she's looking for is a permanent commitment from anyone. And you already know how I feel. As for Kathy, she's too young to worry about getting married right now, and after we reminded her of that, and told her it was ok to be in love with you too, and let time dictate the possibilities, she accepted what was...as well as what is."

"So this really isn't over then is it?"

"Oh Nicky....this is only the beginning!"

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