3 A Dairy conversion Part 2 - Sex Stories

3 A Dairy conversion Part 2

... applied for the inevitable planning permission a slow process. We settled down in the homestead over the next few weeks, Ann`s job proved a fine step up and fitted in superbly, the payment for our old home came through and the homestead was now ours, mortgage free and we had a few bob in the bank to boot, our new dungeon was taking shape, and planning was looking good for the kennels. We, after a lot of talking between us we had decided to trust Sam, we had rung him and had invited him to have a weekend with us; he agreed like a shot and he arrived at Ashford international station and was duly collected by Ann after her work, on a wet Friday in September. He presented her with a sheaf of flowers and a quick kiss she later told me, and then they rode home in near silence.... He gripped my hand firmly as he arrived, thanking me for the invite Ann showed him his room then both went to change and we were soon sitting round our dining table facing a hot meal. “Before we go any further” I said “there is something we wish to make perfectly clear Sam, Ann is my wife, we may have perhaps an unconventional way of life but she does not want any romantic attachments, and though she may have fun with whomever she wants that is as far as it goes.” He said that he totally understood and that he just was in it for the enjoyment, however “Ann would hold a special place in his heart forever though with the best will in the world she was a little older than he would have chosen as a life ...

... partner!” Ann choked on her drink, as he said that, and he was quick to apologise, “he didn’t mean that in any nasty way” he said “just that he was a trifle young for such a wonderful masochistic milf” Ann laughed as she told him to “stop digging!” We ate our meal in a sort of stunted silence; it was as if no one wanted to open the next conversation. Sam finally started, saying he had done nothing but relive the last episode in his head for the last few weeks the feeling He said of running his hands over Ann`s backside for the first time, had been something he would never forget. By this time she had started to blush, especially as he went on to remark that her asking for more was something beyond any fantasy he had ever had and that he hoped we could do something this weekend though it was such a shame we now had lost the Dairy. We did not enlighten him at the time Ann saying that she had to work on the Monday so bruises on her backside was definitely out this weekend as was any marks in view. We retired to the little sitting room where a log fire crackled in the hearth; over a bottle of wine we discussed his new BDMS hobby, He said the feeling of power as he used the crop was something he wanted to feel again, as was to be given permission by such a beautiful victim, her request for him to use her body in any way he wished had been so erotic. (This was something I now understand well it being one of my greatest turn on`s when a victim asks for whatever to be done to their body to ...