3 A Dairy conversion Part 2 - Sex Stories

3 A Dairy conversion Part 2

... wrists before putting on the blouse carefully hiding the wristlets in the cuffs.. A pair of court shoes and the skirt completed the job and they were soon off to Rye to shop, me reminding them to bring plenty of pop back with them. I did the dishes, then put the heat on in the dungeon and lit the sitting room fire before retiring to the little shed out in the garden to complete a piece of woodwork I was making especially for Ann`s birthday. An hour and a half after they returned, Ann looking a little flushed, it had just begun to spit with rain. We had a snack in our kitchen while I put away the shopping, with each of us drinking a couple of large glasses of lemonade (with a mind to the scenarios we had agreed on the night before) over the snack a red faced Ann told me what had happened. First Sam `gave her a slow speed burst` when she was shopping at the butchers, and again in the hardware shop where they bought candles and Sam on a whim bought a couple of rat traps, by the time they had been to the bakers she had been finding it hard to keep walking and having had to beg Sam to stop for a while to hide her embarrassment. However it was in the main street that things got really weird, when they had met someone Ann and I knew. One of the few “tradesmen” that visited the homestead regularly was the local dustcart and he was one of our dirty old bin-men, an American gent who had made his home here in the UK. Ann had never been keen on him since she had lived at the ...

... Homestead, he had a way of leering at her whenever he collected the bins, she said, and his eyes undressed her every time they met, however to be sociable she stopped to speak to him in passing and as she introduced Sam as a cousin, Sam had switched on the egg using the control hidden in his pocket, slowly advancing the speed as they spoke, at half speed her voice had become unstable and our `Friendly` bin man, to his obvious joy, had had to steady her with a grubby but perhaps over-helpful hand as her body came close to collapse. Sam had then explained that Ann had not been too well lately, some sort of virus and between them they helped her into the car the bin man getting in a few crafty gropes as he did so. Sam then fetching her home, our dirty old bin-mans good wishes ringing in her ears as they drove away. Sam and I laughing fit to bust as she explained all this, her face a flushed pink. “For that you deserve a surprise I think Sam” I said rising to my feet and opening the cupboard that led to the dungeon. His face reflected the surprise of finding a room hidden away like this and I sat watching as he went round the room looking at the toys we had, such as they as yet were. Ann had popped off to change, so I explained where the items were to go and that so far I had as yet not finished fitting out the room, only the cross and the block and tackle above the floor rings being as yet in place and the small items heaped not as yet hung as we would have liked. He seemed especially ...