3 A Dairy conversion Part 2 - Sex Stories

3 A Dairy conversion Part 2

... of us then slept the night away Sam and Ann in our bed and I in our spare room. The lad deserved that at least. At breakfast we discussed the night as was our usual practice; Sam explained that though he was no virgin he had never had a chance to use a woman in such a way. He went on to explain that had so thoroughly enjoyed the experience and he was now keen to do more in the style. Ann said she thought the evening was over when she climaxed the first time, she couldn’t believe we had put her to the cross, and then had the cheek to screw her as well. For me the night had been fantasies come true, though I had to ask if they had done any more after we all went to bed? Ann smiled and said wouldn`t I just love to know! Then relented and added it was a fantastic experience and that she would do it again, but it would be a while before she would, as “her arse was bruised and her fanny was raw especially as Sir Gallahad here had been at her most of the night”. Sam left us his telephone number and I ran him back to the pier, another adventure over. Tomorrow we would start to strip our dungeon, the insane little place that had saved our shaky marriage. Tomorrow we were moving to the Homestead Ann had taken a week off work, partly to recover her seat and partly to move house, we went first towing our old pony trailer loaded with the contents of our Dairy, we wanted to get all of it into the new dungeon before nosey removal men came into the picture! We spent the day freshening up ...

... the paintwork, putting up shelves and the like, as a return load we fetched back some of the older furniture we were replacing with our own. A second day had the painting all completed, and we then concentrated on packing up our old place. Bright and early the removals men appeared and loading began, by late afternoon our furniture was in place the men had gone and we were putting up beds and the like, we had arrived. The next day we returned to tidy up the old home ready for the new occupant. On the mat on the by post, our very first at the homestead a letter came with the welcome news that Ann had been asked if she would like promotion to cover the store in Ashford as well as the one in Hastings. Brilliant! As the Homestead was midway between the two and as there was a travel allowance that meant we could live on her money with whatever I could get in as a bonus best of all was the hours Monday to Friday, 9 till 5. We occasionally had been “foster parents” for a local a****l shelter over the last few years, and I had talked to the local warden as our new home being way out without upsetting the neighbours, we had space for a number of pens and kennels the shelter would pay for the wire wood and upkeep. The reason for me to want the kennels was security as with a dog or two around the place it would deter the odd prowler, our new home being so remote, there was also the possibility of a small income from it as caretaker. Either way the charity took the idea up and quickly ...