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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Dave and Julia by Payroll (payrollmaster@hotmail.co.uk) Edited by Boruch *** A frustrated husband controls his wife by having her drugged and fucked by people she knows, all without her knowledge. (M+/F, nc, mc, voy) *** After three years of marriage, Dave and Julia's sex life had started out great, but now whittled down to a bit of fondling as foreplay followed by a quick romp- missionary style three times a month. This satisfied Julia, but Dave was growing more frustrated. Dates with "Ma Thumb and her four daughters" had given way to browsing the internet. It was here he discovered hypnosis. It started last ditch effort to save his marriage and restore his sanity, but soon it became an obsession. After 6 months of studying and practising at every spare moment; Dave was becoming an accomplished hypnotist. With the aid of a drug he had bought off the internet, he was ready to put his well-rehearsed plan into action. When Dave arrived home Julia was in the kitchen preparing dinner. But when she popped to the loo, he slipped the drug into the glass of wine she always allowed herself when cooking. He then sat back to watch the game on television. As they sat to enjoy the food, Dave brought up the subject of hypnosis. He joked with Julia and bet her that he could get her to do all housework everyday for a month and enjoy it. Julia, innocently, to accepted his challenge. Dave smiled inwardly, "The time has come, you frigid little mare!" He loved Julia and thought that one of the reasons for her lack of sex drive was that she had a low confidence level. She didn't think she was pretty or that she had a particularly good figure. Actually, she had a figure most women would kill for. Julia was perfectly proportioned; 5'10" slim and blond with pear shaped 34C breasts and perfectly formed hips. Not a wrinkle or sag anywhere. Much to Dave's frustration, however, she usually dressed to hide that gorgeous figure. He couldn't remember the last time she wore a skirt... that was gonna change! He sat Julia down at the dining room table and shone a bright light at her focusing just above her line of sight. With a hand on her forehead, he forced her head to drop slightly as he whispered his chosen phrase over and over again, and started to rotate the light around, but never directly in her eyes. After almost ten minutes of this, he dropped the light to shine below her line of vision. Julia didn't notice the change of direction and continued with her head bowed, and moving in concentric circles. Dave asked her to repeat his chosen phrase "relaxed and tired unable to resist." She did, and after only a couple of minutes she began to mumble. Soon afterward closed her eyes and started to breathe deeply. Dave smiled got up a fetched a beer from the fridge. She hated him drinking on weekdays. Now it was time for instructions: "You are to be more self confident about your body. You have an amazing figure. You are to let me pick what you wear and the manner in which you wear it. You will be unaware of people leering at your exposed body. You will not be embarrassed. When I give you the command, you will wake and remember our bet. You will tell me that you have no intention of doing housework; and that I should do it for being so ridiculous." "Wakey, wakey pretty lady," Dave said. Julia looked up with a smile and said, "Guess your doin' the dishes." The following day, Dave left work at 12:30 to be home before Julia. He picked out a purple t shirt which gaped at the front, (Julia always wore a top underneath as well as a bra) and a pair of the thinnest summer trousers in the wardrobe, and nothing else. He laid them on the bed and sat outside in the sun and waited for Julia. "Hi I'm home" she said, and he jumped startled from his dreamy sleep. He greeted her in the Kitchen, "Sexy Julia, Julia sexy," he said. She blanked over, her eyes staring straight through him. "Decide to change your clothes.... I have picked your attire and..." went the instructions. Twenty minutes later Julia shouted that she was popping out and wouldn't be long. She had gone to visit Simon, the old man who lived across the road. She had always thought him odd and possibly a voyeuristic type, not to mention creepy. But he was a keen gardener and had the prettiest garden in the neighbourhood. She knocked on his door and asked if he could identify a plant in her garden (flower or weed). Then she accidentally dropped her bag, as instructed. She bent down to pick it up allowing the tall old man to see down her top. Simon looked, but could not quite believe his good fortune. He had sexual fantasies about her since she moved in. He always tried to glimpse a bit of flesh through a crack in the curtains or her exiting the car. He often wanked off while imagining what it would be like to have those pouty sensual-looking lips around his shlong; or shagging her dripping wet quim while she bucked and orgasmed like a weasel in heat. But, until now, she was too prim and proper for the likes of him; but his wettest dreams were about to "cum" true. He could see her beautiful full creamy white breasts, jiggling as they fell forward. Each one was capped off with a perfect small nipple, pale and erect. As he looked he could see her flat toned stomach and waist band of her trousers, Julia unaware of his stare continued to place the spilt belongings into her bag. Simon had an idea. "Come in Julia dear," he said. "I'll give you some of my cuttings from my greenhouse." She followed without hesitation. The old man offered Julia the choice of his prize pickings from the bottom shelf of the green house. He told her to take her time and choose wisely and to ask any question she wanted. After 15 minutes of deciding and having her quivering breasts on display for the old man she thanked him and returned home. Later, she told Dave what a nice chap Simon was. That evening he instructed her to undress and come down stairs in only her robe. She was to put the bedroom light on while changing but to only shut the curtains half way. This left a gap so that her neighbor and any passers-by could see into the bedroom. The old man was stood in his front room. His trousers were around his ankles and his rock hard cock in hand. He still remembered those tits, the first real pair he had seen in an age, at least for free. He noticed the bedroom light go on and watch in disbelief as Julia entered and appeared to remove her blouse. He grabbed the binoculars and pumped his cock even faster. There, just for him, was Julia with her full breasts in full view as she continued to undress, unaware that the curtains were not properly shut. When her trousers dropped the old man nearly passed out. A sandy brown pubic bush came into view underneath a white flat toned body. Julia turned to collect her robe and offered the old man a sight of a tight pert white ass. She had a perfect body! He shot his load over the window netting and checked his pulse. My god, he wanted her naked in his room. He needed to see her pussy and spread her ass cheeks. He needed to have those tits wrapped 'round his cock and her tongue wrapped 'round his balls. An hour later Dave knocked on his door, "Sorry to bother you, but Julia isn't very well, could you help me get her to bed, I can't carry her on my own." "Ughhhhhh course I can, dear boy," he said and grabbed a long sweater to help ensure Dave wouldn't see the boner he knew was coming. Julia asleep on the sofa was wrapped tight in her robe and was a dead weight. "She took some sleeping pills and fell asleep before she got to bed, they must have acted faster than expected." Dave explained. "I'll grab her shoulders can you grab her ankles and we'll take her upstairs" "Pussy time," Simon whispered to himself just be careful Dave will kill you if he catches you ogling" As they were about to lift; Dave grabbed his cell phone. "Dam silent mode" he said and put the phone to his ear. " Yes I know," he said. "Sorry I must have missed your call, the figures are waiting for you but the forecast figures for manpower are..." on he spoke. He was looking down as the phone was wedged under his chin. He couldn't look up as he would drop the phone and couldn't use his hands as they were under Julia’s armpits ready to lift. "You go first," he said to the old man and allowed him to take the first steps up the stairway. He watched Dave intently he seem to be moving very slowly as he talked and walked. The old man grew in confidence and as they climbed he lifted Julia's legs slightly higher than needed and started to pull her ankles apart hoping to get a close up of her sweet trimmed bush and perfect pink pussy lips. Just as her bush was coming into view Dave glanced at him and said "Are you okay? If she gets heavy, we'll stop." And he returned to his call. The old man nearly shit his pants; he had never gotten a woody so quickly. But Dave was so engrossed in his conversation and hadn't noticed Simon's crotch was tenting... They laid her on the bed and Dave left the bedroom still talking on the phone. He was saying that he was gonna check the contract; and went downstairs. Simon signalled to the bathroom and was greeted with a quick nod. "This could take hours" Dave said, as he wandered downstairs. He shouted to the old man that he would be in the annexed office and that he could let himself out. Meanwhile, he was smiling so hard, the top of his head nearly fell off. He had been having the fake conversation for some time and had now given him all the time he needed to explore Julia. Simon needed to take a crap before he did anything. He was nervous as hell, but no way was he gonna not see what he came for. He tiptoed back to the bedroom and looked down at his beauty. He undid the double knot holding the robe closed and pulled apart each half slowly exposing first the left and then the right tit. He sat down on her bed, next to her, staring at her perfect breasts relaxed and resting but still standing proud on her chest. Her nipples were still slightly erect from the rubbing of the material of the robe. His eyes travelled down her body to her slim shapely waist, around her navel and down to her neatly trimmed pubic bush. He loved to see it like that; it made a woman look like a woman. He gently caressed the soft hairs, letting them tickle his palm. When he moved her ankles apart he saw her tiny, perfectly-shaped pussy petals opening a tiny bit. She had trimmed the hair around her labia. "That's class," he thought, and moved his nose up to those pussy lips inhaling her scent. He wanted see every inch of her as he lifted her legs high in the air whilst spreading them further. He could now see her asshole as well. He knelt down between her legs and started to gently lick her cunt and asshole. "A prude like this would never let anybody lick her tight puckered pink hole," he mused. Her body was responding to his touch. Her pussy lips turned a deeper crimson as they swelled and gaping. Her juices made them glisten and formed dewy drops on the soft hairs. He continued to lick her pussy hole while drawing up her love juices to lubricate her clit. He sat up and admired his quarry. His dream girl was laid out naked with her legs spread and her fanny moist and open. He took his finger and started to distribute her juices around that bung hole. He worked slowly at first, inserting one, then two slick fingers into her lubricated bowel. He never felt so sexually turned-on in his whole randy life Before he had chance to stick his dick in her, he shot an early load onto his trousers lying on the floor gathered around his ankles. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he moaned rather loudly. He released her body and regained control over his libido. Then, he rubbed the tip of his still-dripping cock over her face, and left a pearly slug trail that crossed over her closed eyelids and down the bridge of her nose to her slightly parted lips. He opened her mouth and inserted his dick. The feel of her tongue already making him hard again and the sight of his sperm on her face and lips were building him up to another cum. This time he caught himself in time. He stood up and guided his dick down her body over her breast and around her nipple, enjoying the tingling sensation on his aching manhood as her nipple hardened. He moved down to her pubic bush and carefully guided himself through the entrance to nirvana. He slowly pushed his dick into her hot pussy, watching it disappear inch by inch. "A few pumps," he said. "Then, out." But he needed more. He couldn’t stop! He withdrew from her cunt, and wiped his dick around her rectum; coating it with a mixture of his cum and her juices. He slipped two fingers back into Julia's asshole loosened up from before. As he watching as her ass move in and out rhythmically with his fingers; he couldn't believe his good fortune. He had to keep checking her closed eyelids to make sure she wouldn't wake up and scream for her husband. His heart was practically beating out of his chest as his gnarly digits pumped her nether-channel. He had never felt too turned on so dirty, so naughty so exotic before. Soon her sphincter had loosened enough to take him. He knew he wouldn't last long. He pushed his dick head up to her dimpled brown beauty and entered her. His pace quickened as he looked down on this prone, unconscious bitch stretched out before his rampant cock; her gaping fanny not 2 feet from his nose. Her tits were swaying seductively in rhythm with his pumping, faster and faster now. It was too much! He felt that familiar itch that started in his loins, and travelled right to the end of his cock. As he pulled out, accompanied by a familiar popping sound, he slammed his dick between her perfect lips. Careful not to choke her while forcing himself down her throat. He exploded, and shot a massive load of spunk that even filled her mouth. He stood up gingerly not quite believing the intensity of his orgasm. He quickly dressed, grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wiped the excess sperm supper from her face. He then returned her to her original position and tied up her robe. He crept downstairs and out the front door. He needed to lie down! He lay on his bed, trying to comprehend what had transpired. He had seen this beautiful, but prudish woman naked. She had sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. He had tasted her pussy and drank her juices. He had licked her ass and fucked her anally. He had caressed her breasts and felt her body. Just remembering all that went down was gonna keep him hard for a week. Dave switched off the spy cam and called, "Wakey, wakey sleepy Julia, come downstairs." She came down chomping on her tongue and complaining of an ugly mouth. He wasted no time and asked her how she felt. She replied as instructed, "Much better for my nap. I think I'll have a quick cuppa tea and go do the ironing." Dave smiled! She had no idea! She believed she had felt tired that evening and gone to bed for a nap. She believed next time she saw Simon across the street he would still be wishing he could just once glimpse a peak at her rather impressive cleavage. She would never let that happen. How little she knew. The next few days Julia was allowed to be herself; conscious of her appearance and conservatively dressed. Dave, meanwhile, was making up plans for her. He knew he could implant a scenario in her mind and without question she would follow it. When given the command "Wakey, wakey sleepy Julia, come downstairs." She would, as though nothing had happened. "Good morning," Simon waved to her as she came out her front door. It was the first time he had seen Julia since his erotic evening with her. "Hi, thanks for the plants. They’re really pretty, I owe you one." she said. Then she just smiled and went back inside. "Call it even" he said to himself. Julia’s boss, George, was not a nice chap. At 62 he was nearing retirement. He was single, short, and skinny; with bad teeth and bad breath. He was notorious for upsetting people. He had a short temper and believed in autocratic management. He believed he was smarter than everybody in his employment. He also had a reputation for liking the younger pretty ladies. Julia knew of several women who had resigned because of his unwanted advances and inappropriate comments. She would often come home and tell stories of his ineptitude and discrimination. So Dave was fully aware of how much she loathed him. His next project was gonna be good. Julia arrived for work knowing it was going to be "one of those days," With most of the staff away on a training course. During lunch she would be left in the office, on her own, with only her boss present. He always found a reason to call her in to his office for a little chat. Mostly he just liked the sound of his own voice, and she could switch it off. But, this time, she needed to do her busy job. "Have you got a minute please, Julia," she heard George say. It was a loaded question. Of course, but she answered it as always "yes, coming now." Today was different though, because Julia was wearing Dave’s choice of outfit. It hadn’t gone unnoticed by George. She wore a dark brown v-neck blouse which was a little to big for her around the bust and a little too short in length. Underneath was a very thin, very brief white satin bra through which one could see the outline of her firm nipples. A pair of silk trousers accentuated her shapely legs and firm ass, and black thong panties topped off the outfit. She looked fuckably amazing! After everybody had left the office for training; she went to the filing cabinet outside George’s office and squatted down to file some papers away. George was quick to spot this and came to the doorway. "Miss Prude" was having a very slack day he smiled, as his dick stirred. He could see her thong that outlined the shape of her ass and pussy. He wanted to be that thong! As she filed, the large blouse fell forward, exposing a bra that was barely cupping her perfect tits. He could see her accented nipple bumps. George thought quickly. He grabbed a pile of old paper work and asked Julia to file them away at the back of the bottom drawer. This gave him another chance to ogle her gorgeous body. Once she finished, he called her into his office. We are having a staff outing next week, I know you don’t normally attend, but I‘d really like you to come. This translated into: "If you do not attend; I will make your life hell." She had seen it before. "Okay," she said. "Dave will be come along too. It will be nice for a change," she lied. Dave smiled quietly to himself as Julia recounted the request from George. That evening, as they sat in the living room, Julia was naked, and gently caressing her clitoris with her toothbrush while fingering her ass, as instructed. For the event itself a meal followed by a few drinks in the bar next to the restaurant. At the outing, Julia dressed in baggy trousers, bra, t-shirt, blouse, and cardigan. No flesh was available to view and her shape could not be defined. Perfect, thought Dave. George had seen enough and it had clearly left him wanting more. All things come to those who wait. The event itself a meal was followed by meal, then, a few drinks in the bar next to the restaurant. Almost half of the party left after the meal; and of those who stayed only a handful went to the bar next door. Julia, Dave and George went along with a couple of other assistant managers who were there only to appease George. Around 11, the assistant managers left; giving early mornings as a viable excuse. Julia too was poking Dave to get going, whining about the late hour and that Dave had delayed their exit long enough. "Time to get going I think. May I catch a lift with you? I would be very grateful" George said. "Course you can." said Dave, as he led his very irritated and slightly drunk wife and her very drunk boss to his car. Julia started to doze in the car as Dave engaged George in mindless conversation, full of subtle sexual innuendos. "Can I use your loo?" asked Dave as they approached George’s house. "Come inside" he said. While Dave used the loo Julia sat perched on the edge of the chair in the living room. George, meanwhile, went to the kitchen, and, before she could object, returned with two very large whiskeys; one for him and one for her. Dave returned and pretended to look a bit miffed "You remember I have to be in work at 5AM tomorrow." he said. "Sleep in the guest room. Dave." George offered. "Julia fancied a quick drink we were discussing work I can take her into work tomorrow if you like." Julia looked horrified. She downed her whiskey and started to get up. "Okay," Dave said. "If you two want to discuss work, I’ll nip home, grab a change of clothes for you, darling, pop back, and leave you two. Honey, I’ll see you after work tomorrow, if George can drop you home." Julia’s face fell and she raced over to Dave. But then, he whispered his command line into her ear and she fell silent. "She wants to walk me to the car," Dave said As they walked, he quickly gave her further "instructions." He then drove home and returned with a clean set of clothes and left again. Julia thanked him as he left and passed her overnight bag to George, who led her to his guest room. He left her to unpack while he went downstairs to pour her another drink. After unpacking, she joined him for an hour of pointless conversation. Finally, she told him she was feeling very drunk, and needed to get some sleep. Julia tried to stand but wobbled as she struggled to stay up right. She made some very slurred excuses to George, and practically crawled up the stairs, and into the guest room. George watched in amusement. She had been drinking whiskey all night; while he had stopped when Dave had left and had, instead, kept topping up his glass with Coke. He followed her up the stairs. Then, gave her a minute to get adjusted, before he quietly opened her door. She was lying on her back with her knees at the edge of the bed, and her arms splayed wide. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Why don’t you just lie down and sleep. We can go in late for a change tomorrow. Nobody will care, I’m the boss!" Julia, too drunk to argue, shut her eyes; and was asleep in seconds. Time for George to have some fun! He pulled off her cardigan and undid her blouse; then sat her up with cushions wedged behind her. After reaching around and undoing her bra, he stood back to admire his handiwork. Her tender white breasts, now exposed, were two perfect mounds, on her statuesque torso. The small pink firm nipples were erect, and begging to be fondled and sucked. Grabbing his camera, he manipulated her flaccid body into various erotic poses he had seen in men's magazines; while taking a bunch of pictures for his collection. All the while, she was too comatose to notice. He grabbed those soft mounds roughly, gentle was not his style. He mauled and kneaded the pliable flesh; while pinching and pulling her nipples out as far as they would stretch. Had Julia been awake and aware; she surely would have cried out in protest at the pain he was inflicting on her. But, he had those tits in his hands and he was going to make the most of it. He continued his manual abuse of one tit while he went to work on the other with his teeth; licking, biting and stretching it painfully. He would remember this, always especially when she adjusts her blouse in work to ensure no flesh is seen; or scowls at the post boy for staring at her chest. He removed the cushions from behind her and eased her back down on to the bed. Her flat tummy complimented her shapely tits perfectly. He undid the buckle on her trousers and slowly pulled them down revealing a large high cut pair of granny-style panties. "Keep me guessing then Julia, I am going to see your pussy soon" George removed the trousers and folded them neatly with her other clothes and the chair next to the bed and peeled down her panties. His erection was now pushing hard against his pants and so was quickly released. Soon, George was naked and standing over Julia. He straddled her and tugged down her panties, and as they gave up their treasure George marvelled in the sandy brown pubes that greeted him. They were shaved with her high cut panties in mind. This only accentuated the shape of her pussy as it came into view. He knelt at the foot of the bed and spread her legs so he could see her little pink eye peeking out from behind her brown thatch. He took a moment to savour the feminine pheromones that were filling his nostrils. Lifting her legs he got a good long look at her asshole. He rolled her over and viewed her naked form from the back. She was perfect! George thought to himself "I've wanted you ever since the day you walked into my office. But you were the perfect little 'Ice Queen,' keeping to yourself. Now I get to tap your hot quim." He slowly pulled her so her ass was almost off the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide. He now had full access to her ass and pussy. He licked her ass and thighs moving in gradually on the target area. As he tongued her outer pussy lips she gave a small sigh. George continued, he knew she was far too drunk to awaken; what he didn't know was that she was also under a hypnotic trance. He parted her labia and licked high inside her; and she continued to moan softly, enjoying the sensation he was giving her. She felt she was floating in an erotic dream. Her body responded slowly at first but soon she was moving in time with his tongue. Her signs of growing pleasure were obvious by her buttery coloured love juice starting to collect around the folds and crevices of her red and swollen inner labia. George was eagerly lapping up her juices trying to keep pace with her secretions. She was soaking wet when he quickly positioned the throbbing head of his cock against her opening. He pistoned himself forward, into her moist lubricated tunnel. Her warmth enveloped his hard cock; and he could feel her muscles clutching him tightly like a hot velvet glove. She was gonna be a fantastic fuck. "I'd better save a load for your cherry ass." He chuckled to himself. "I'm gonna dump it where not even your husband has been. "Yes, Mmmmm push harder, fuck me please fill me." Julia was speaking in her dream, while her lover was bringing her to orgasm. George increased his pace, driven by Julia’s need for his cock up her wet pulsating pussy. Julia was responding, she bucked her hips faster, spreading her legs wider. She lifted her ass and rode her lover's cock, while her head was burrowed down in the bed. "Aghhhh, take my cum, you sweet little fuck toy!" George rasped, as his load shot deep into Julia's begging pussy. Her spasming cuntal walls milked his cock of every last drop. She continued to pump his cock slowly and gently easing it back into stiffness. George couldn’t believe this little prude had so much sexual energy. He allowed her to massage his cock until it returned to its former splendour. He slowly withdrew it, dribbling splooge around her outer labia wetting her pelt and teasing her pussy. She rotated her hips trying to grab his cock with her cunny lips. George moved his cock up to her ass and teased the area between her pussy and her asshole. Julia loved it. Her head still buried in the pillows muffling her kitten-like squeals of delight. He pushed his cock against her anus. She grabbed and spread her ass cheeks wide, and pushed herself against his intruding cock, begging him to fill her. "You like a good ass fucking eh," George said as he drove deeper into her colon. She felt tight, so very tight and he could see her little pink anus stretched around his pumping cock. He knew he would not last long. Julia reached around and thrust two fingers into her pussy leaving her thumb to tickle her clit, as she pumped in time with George. She came again with a muffled scream of ecstasy and a flow of female sex juice. George exploded for the second time that night filling her again with cum. He slipped out her ass and allowed her to flop onto the bed. She lay there panting eyes shut. She felt she was floating; she felt complete and couldn’t have moved if she wanted. George grabbed a towel and gently cleaned her ass and cunt of the evidence they both had left behind. No point in embarrassing her in the morning, with stories of drunken lust. He tucked her into bed and left her to sleep off the orgasm. In the morning Julia felt surprisingly rested. She quickly dressed intending to catch a cab home. She wanted to wash and dress in the privacy of her own home before heading into work. Arriving with George would do her self respect no good at all. She couldn’t remember undressing last night, and horror passed through her veins as she thought that perhaps George had put her to bed, but then she remembered she had crawled up stair drunk and fell asleep on the bed, George had said goodnight and left her. "I have to lay off the whiskey." she thought. "Too much makes my boobs and pussy sore!!" George was already up, much to her dismay, and greeted her with a cup of coffee. "I thought you might like to go home to change for work," he said. " I thought I’d have a hangover this morning but I feel fine, how did you sleep?" Julia blushed, "I ummm, slept quite well thanks." She thought about her erotic dream; her fantasy man fucking her all night in her boss' spare bedroom. She lowered her head in shame Back at work, George was the perfect gentleman. He didn’t bother her for silly meetings all week. Though, every now and again, she could feel his eyes burning through her clothing. It made her shiver. He was repugnant. How could anybody want to expose their flesh to his touch. Over the next few weeks Dave allowed Julia to be herself most of the time, but he would often make sure she failed to close the curtains properly when she undressed. He left her a hypnotic suggestion that had her do a little sex show for him when she came home from work. She would strip; expose her ass and pussy to Dave’s face, and masturbate with an item of his choosing, normally a screwdriver or hair brush. Then, he would have her shower and come down stairs all fresh and ready to cook and clean for him. Meantime, he honed is newly acquired skills on his new console. He let Julia choose her work clothes, except for the office update meeting. George always did the presenting and Julia sat in the first row with a short skirt. She would carelessly open her knees when shifting position to give George repetitive peaks at her see-thru knickers. Dave had finalised his latest and most audacious plan. He had Julia arrange with the local boys club to have four volunteers come round on Saturday to cut the grass and help tidy up the overgrown garden. It was hot and sunny all day. When the boys arrived, Dave left for the day. Julia greeted the boys, all 13 and 14, gave them directions, and put them to work. The boys didn’t really hear her. Their attention was focused on her breasts showing through her thin blue, almost transparent, top; and her shapely legs barely covered by her short, flared skirt. The angle of the sun made her outfit even more transparent and left little to the imagination. While the boys worked, Julia sat on the sun lounger and read her book. Without looking up, she bent her knees to rest her book on, which exposed a great view of her thong covered pussy and ass. The boys made regular trips to the patio to sip their drinks, and rub their crotch and tried to imagine what was hidden under that thong. Finally, she put down her book, and offered to come and give them a hand. The boys with smirked at the comment and all four adjusted their boners. Julia knelt down and started to weed, with the four boys. They took turns working opposite Julia, enabling each to look down her top at her beautiful white breasts suspended from her chest and shimmering with her movements. They caught regular peaks at her small erect nipples. This was a dream for them; 4 sexually charged looking at a beautiful lady who was unknowingly dangling her breasts temptingly for them, all without her knowledge. Julia's nonchalance emboldened the boys. Michael, the most daring, had several times walked behind Julia several times. At one point, he pulled out his hard-on and looked over Julia’s shoulder with his prick almost resting on her shoulder, and looked right down her top. With one hand on his dick, he offered Julia a glass of water, daring her to look around. She declined, thanked him, and carried on weeding. After an hour Julia stood up, she felt dizzy, and clutched her head as she swayed on her feet. Michael was nearest to her and held her by the waist. "Are you okay Mrs. J? You don’t look well. Here, let me help you back to the sun lounger" "Thank you young man, I need to take one of my tablets and lie down. If you could help me inside, I’ll sit down in there for a while. You’ll be okay outside without me won’t you?" "Yes Mrs. J! I’ll make sure the boys work hard all day" he smiled at her in an ever increasing lecherous way. Julia's dizziness increased. Michael held her firmly, and eased her onto the settee. She was grateful he was strong enough to take most of her weight as she bent her knees. As Julia sat, Michael remained standing. His hands held onto Julia’s body as they moved up from her flat tummy and tucked themselves under her breasts. He continued upward over her tingling cleavage and tightening nipples. Julia did not seem to notice that her tits were responding to the teenager's clumsy but effective ministrations, but Michael was nearly creaming his pants. Julia asked Michael to fetch her pills from the Cabinet and a fresh glass of water. She warned Michael that they often made her drowsy, but she would be fine again in 2-3 hours. She took the pills, closed her eyes, and descended into a deep sleep. Michael called in the guys from the garden, where they had been told to wait, and showed them their new plaything. He grabbed the foot stool, and lifted Julia’s legs so they all could fully see her pink thong with her pubic thatch clearly visible through the thin chiffon material. Michael’s best friend, Jimmy, spread Julia’s legs and opened her up to the perfect "Y" shape. The two younger boys could only stare in awe. Michael dared them to touch her, and after some goading they walked up between Julia’s legs and placed their hands on her knickers. Their confidence grew, and soon the first hand reached inside her underwear to feel a woman’s pubic mound for the first time. More hands quickly followed. The two older boys then moved her legs together just enough to slide her thong down her ass over her knees and onto the floor. Spread eagled again, Julia’s pussy was being examined by two 13 and two 14 year olds. She was their class model. Instead of learning this stuff from a stuffy old teacher, or musty medical book; they could see it all. Jimmy got down on his knees, and gently parted her sweet pussy lips. As he slowly lapped at her clitoris, they opened still further. The boys took turn tasting her glistening pussy juices. One of the younger boys even licked her bum. Being rimmed by a 13 year old boy while unconscious in your own front room was definitely not on her agenda this morning. Michael lifted her t-shirt and hungrily lapped at her nipples. Jimmy inserted his finger into her pussy, slowly savouring her warmth and softness. His finger explored every millimetre of her genitalia inside and out. The two younger boys added a finger each as Jimmy withdrew and gently teased her anus. Julia’s body gave her away and her juices sloppily flowed down her ass crack, and her hips began to buck rhythmically. "Shit," exclaimed Michael. "Look at the time! Quick, get your camera phones" All three darted to their backpacks and came into the room snapping eagerly at Julia’s pussy spread wide by Michaels hands. "Plenty of pink boys," Michael said. They took pictures of her breasts, ass and the rest of her naked exposed body. They took pictures of each other sticking fingers in her pussy and licking her nipples. Michael finally had to call a halt; remembering they only had a couple of hours. "Okay! Who needs to cum?" He asked. They all nodded and mumbled in agreement, and queued up behind him. Michael lifted Julia's head and turned it toward her shoulder. Prising her lower jaw; he opened her mouth and filled it with his cock. He pumped her mouth quickly. Her tongue massaged his shaft the deeper he penetrated her and felt her throat contract and expand with a gagging sound. "Aghhhh," Sperm shot from him and down her throat. Julia was swallowing his cum. This prim and perfect lady had his cum in her belly, and she had no idea. Three more times she swallowed boys' cum. She swallowed as fast as she could, but copious dribbles of cum and saliva ran down her chin and rested in her cleavage. The boys took more pictures of her slack facial features glazed with their cum. Then, they gave her a quick wipe down with the kitchen towel, and dressed her. They returned to the garden, and worked like mad men. Michael knew she would be awake soon and they had to catch up on, a couple of hours of work. They agreed to meet at their secret den later that night to compare pictures of Julia to their hidden porno collection. Sure enough, thirty minutes later, Julia came out of the house and back to work in the garden. She apologised for falling asleep, but thanked them for working so hard while she rested. "We worked hard alright Mrs. J." Said Michael. "Would you like a drink?" "Oh, I’ll get them." said Julia "I have an awful taste in my mouth, like I've been drinking bleach." Julia came out with the Cokes, and sat at the garden table to do a crossword while the boys worked. The boys finished work not long after and offered to come round anytime. Julia gave each one ten pounds and thanked them for their hard work. Dave had been sitting in the company van parked around the corner. He had been watching the action on his monitor. The security system installed really was state of the art. He chuckled to himself. He had instructed Julia to show off her body by wearing what she wore and to act in the manner she did. He had instructed her to have a "funny turn" and to take a pill, which would knock her out. The pill was a placebo, nothing more than an aspirin, but the boys did not know this and she was instructed to sleep deeply for two hours and to wake up refreshed, He also implanted a post-hypnotic suggestion so she would not remember anything. It had worked fine. He drove back around the corner and waved to the boys as they walked hurriedly down the road high-fiving each other. On his return he put his wife back into a trance, told her to shower, brush her teeth and come down stairs wearing only her smile. He was gonna fuck her all night. The following morning Dave had a fried breakfast in front of him, Julia had sucked and fucked him till he thought his dick would drop off. A blood transfusion was just about the only thing that would keep his dick up. He wanted to see if she could fuck two guys all night and he had just the pair in mind. The old man across the street popped over mid morning with some garden flowers for Julia to plant. He seemed very keen on visiting recently; and Julia often found herself in his company wearing only a gown. It was his favourite, for he knew just what it hid. Today, though, he came with news that his friend , Colin, was leaving next week and returning to Malaysia where he now lived and that he would be following for a month's holiday. Dave had to organise quickly. "Drunk," he thought. "She will act drunk, and horny then pass out. But when she wakes she’ll be just as horny and just as drunk. Let the fuck fest begin. Friday night after both Dave and Julia were home from work, the watching eyes of Simon and Colin, could see Julia standing at her bedroom window, looking like she was having an argument with somebody. In reality, Dave had set Julia in front of the bedroom window, with the curtains parted. Under hypnotic suggestion, she shouted to herself for thirty minutes. Julia, then, closed the curtains and changed into a pair of tracksuit bottoms over a sexy thong with a bra and t-shirt. Dave then left in his van, which he again parked around the next street and watched the video monitors as his plan came to fruition. He watched as his wife staggered over to Simon's house. As scripted, she cried that she had argued with Dave and he left for the night. Probably, he would be going directly to work in the morning. Still blubbering, she apologised for disturbing him and asked if he would come over and keep her company. The old man, recognising an opportunity, gladly agreed. He grabbed his pal and a bottle of whiskey; and headed across the road. Crumpled up on the setee, Julia was still in tears as she told them how Dave had lost interest, and that he was having an affair. "That’s where he would be spending the night," she told them. Julia continued to drink her whiskey, which had been watered down to ensure she was in a fit state to play her role to perfection. Simon offered her a shoulder to cry on as he sat down next to her. He put his arm around her and hugged her tightly, smiling all the time to his house guest. He rubbed her backed gently feeling her bra strap and brushing his fingers along the side of her breasts and down across the waist band of her tracksuit bottoms. His hand became more daring and moved down over her hips. Julia slowly sunk back into a relaxation mode. She barely noticed that the old man was reaching further down her trouser leg. He continued to massage her hips, thighs, and as much ass as he could reach. He fully expected her to pull away. He was ready to blame the booze, and laugh it off as an ice breaker. But in her drunken, hypnotic, state Julia simply moaned slightly. With her eyes shut, and torso swaying, she mumbled, "Don’t stop!" Colin, for his part, was encouraged by her state to sit on the other side of her. He began to stroke her hair gently, then moved to her neck and shoulder and upper back. When he slipped his hand under her t-shirt and began to lift it, Julia didn’t stop him. Julia continued to sway and moan with pleasure, while Simon's hand caressed her hip and thigh under her track suit. She sighed with pleasure. She loved the feeling of these tender hands roving her body slowly and tentatively As the t-shirt reached the bottom of her bra, she unhooked it, while smiling through half open eyes. Then everything stopped in a heart beat, for Julia had stood up, turned, opened her eyes and gazed directly at the two man in front of her. "This is for one night, only because I am lonely and drunk." then, she eased down her tracksuit bottoms revealing a black and jade thong. "If its okay, if I am being too forward, please tell me. I am embarrassed, but you are relaxing me, so much please carry on." "Well okay," Simon said mockingly. "For your benefit we will carry on" Back on the settee, she sat between the two older men. She kept letting her hand brush against their legs. She complained of feeling tense and in need of stress relief. The old man seized the moment. He’d already fucked her unconscious body but was ready to feel her tongue lapping his cock and tickling his ball sack. Colin here lives in Asia. They have excellent relaxation techniques if you will allow him to try. Before she could reply, they had stood and encouraged her to sit forward. Colin wedged himself behind her; and started to rub her shoulders whilst Simon rubbed her feet and calf muscles. Colin had also placed both hands under her t-shirt and was now caressing her shoulders and the sides of her breasts. Julia began to moan with pleasure once again. She sat forward and raised her arms encouraging him to raise the t-shirt still further until he slipped it, with the bra, over her head, puddling it on the floor. Being topless, and without inhibition relaxed her even more. She sat back again and allowed his hands to caress her breasts and flat tummy. She gasped as the air reached her nipples, hardening them. Waves of sensual pleasure swept through her. Her nipples were still hard, though now from the sensitive touch of the liver-spotted, wrinkly fingers as they cupped each breast holding, and caressing the velvety smooth skin. As Simon continued to reach up her legs, she opened them slightly allowing him easier access to her lower inner thighs, and crotch. The old man ran his hands up and down the length of her leg, paying special attention to her inner thighs. He noticed a small wet patch on the crotch band of her thong. Colin kept stroking her breasts, but soon removed himself from behind her and allowed her to sit back. He positioned himself next to her, put his lips around her right nipple and tasted the forbidden fruit. Julia’s left hand moved to her right breast. She stroked it and squeezed her own nipple while gasping with pleasure . With his friend sucking her nipple Simon decided to take it to the next stage. He guided his hands up Julia’s legs and around her hips. Then hooked his fingers into the waistband of her thong and began ease it down over her ass. Julia put her hand on his, stopping not yet prepared to uncover her most intimate prize. As she did this, old man had already exposed her neatly trimmed bush and was lifting her buttocks with one hand to ease her underwear off completely. Julia’s hand went slack, unconsciousness taking over in her relaxed and drunken state. Both men stood up to admire Julia lying naked on the settee, with her legs spread, her pussy moist, her clitoris aching for attention and her nipples hard. Simon rushed across the road to grab his camera, and get a permanent reminder. Like the boys, the two men manipulated her body for various poses. First, they had her laying her on her tits with her knees propping up her ass. Next, they rolled her over and spread her legs wide focusing on her spread pussy lips and anus. There would be no single part of her body they would have to commit to memory. The two old men slapped hand as they switched positions. With Julia on her back, Colin licked her pussy while massaging her anus with a bony, lubricated finger. Julia started to moan again with pleasure, the sensations awakening her slightly. Simon slipped his erect and throbbing dick into her mouth and began to face fuck her. She responded this time, though, and shifted onto all fours and eagerly sucked like a starving calf. She flicked her tongue around his plum- coloured cockhead, as she bobbed her head back and fro. A sudden intake of breath was followed by a sigh as an erect dick entered her dripping pussy and pumped furiously. She felt a hand caressing her waist, then down to her ass as her rectum was being teased by Colin's probing digit. Julia pushed back hard against the dick in her pussy; riding it in time with her cocksucking. As waves of pleasure passed over her; she tightened her quim muscles to squeeze Colin's dick. Both men came in unison. She swallowed hard, desperate for more, even as their cum was dribbling from her mouth, and pussy. The two old men poured themselves a drink and stood while their dicks quickly shrivelled to the more normal state. Julia, meanwhile, was basking with a warm feeling in her loins. She looked up at the two men with a dirty smirk. "Round two?" They needed no encouraging she gobbled up the first dick to enter her mouth and gasped as Simon thrust his dick deep inside her ass simultaneously. He pushed two fingers up her pussy and massaged her G-spot. She screamed, and her whole body convulsed with an orgasm like she had never experienced. When both men had cum again she jumped to her feet. "Oh God, what have I done?" she said, and grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a large swig. She sat on the sofa with cum dribbling from her. She had closed her eyes, hoping all would disappear. When she opened them again, sunlight was streaming through the curtains, and the two old men were nowhere to be seen. In fact, they had decided to grab a taxi to the airport that night. She looked down at her body, and remembered having sex several times with two men, and then passing out. She hurriedly dressed and wondered what to tell Dave. The two men meanwhile were sitting in the departure lounge reviewing the video of their night's work, and smiling broadly. Meanwhile, Julia had realised what she had done, drank more whiskey, and had passed out again. The had searched her kitchen and found a bunch of bananas which they had inserted into Julia’s pussy, one at a time. Then, they stuck half a cucumber up her ass. Next, they had masturbated her with her hairbrush. Finally they had come in her hair, and in the bottle of milk in the fridge. They had each stolen a pair of her knickers, and shaved some of her pubic bush as a souvenir. "We used and fucked her like a '10 dollar whore,'" they cackled. Later that day, Dave returned home that night and quickly put Julia in a trance that wiped away any guilt from the night before. He erased her memory of fucking and sucking two old men that night. He had the video surveillance for that. Topping that escapade would be difficult. Later that evening, he posted pictures and video of her on his new website. No faces, of course, just a hard body with a fuckable fanny. Dave thought, "Even with her memory erased, all this extracurricular sex has improved our lovemaking both in quality and quantity. She must be retaining a hint of this in her subconscious that has stimulated her libido and enhanced her responses." He didn't want to change anything. "Why tempt fate? And besides I'm enjoying the videotaping way too much. But with the two old guys gone for a while, I'll have to recruit some new talent. Perhaps, her mother would make a good subject. First, though, he was going to try and get her father to fuck her.