Date: Tue, 26 Nov 2013 07:30:08 -0800 (PST)
From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Rex II: The Craving (Part Two) for bisexual / adult-friends

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The Adventures of Rex II: The Craving (Part Two)



Collin was having a very lacklustre day at the gay adult shop he worked at
as a clerk. Rolf, his caring bear-like boss, knew something was amiss.

Rolf gently pulled Collin aside when the shop was less busy and calmly
asked, "What's up? You are not usually so quiet and sullen. Tell Rolf all
about it!"

Collin sighed. He loved his boss and older mentor very much. Rolf was a
great deal like his Uncle Rex in many ways...but not in looks. The stocky
Nordic bear was shorter and thicker...but very appealing none the
less. Collin breathed in.

"OK. You deserve the truth. Things have been odd at home. Uncle Rex seems
to be smitten by a completely nutty neighbour lady. A 60 year-old MILF
named Hilda with a murky past that includes dabbling in spirits and
séances and who knows what else. I don't trust her or her sly bizarre
younger helper Silas. I know, even though Uncle Rex is not saying, that
something happened a few weeks ago while he helped them on a stupid
spiritual cleansing mission at a so-called haunted house." Collin looked
pitifully at Rolf through his brass rimmed spectacles.

"Wow, you mean that they had a three-way or something! I really am
shocked. I mean I know darling Rex is a man about town...but this is a bit
much....even for him!" Rolf said in a whispered tone.

"Rolf, I don't know what happened. But whatever did transpire has left
Uncle Rex in hazy reverie and he seems preoccupied with seeing those two
wacky freaks as soon as he can. This morning we argued. We never argue! All
because of his insane desire to see them again for who knows what purpose
this time!" Collin stammered and looked away trembling.

Suddenly Collin spun towards Rolf again with fury in his eyes.

"You know, I think he plans on seeing them tonight. I just feel it!"

Rolf took hold of Collin's thin shoulders and squeezed tightly.

"Hey, Collin...you need to get a grip. Rex is 50 and highly sexual. You are
his nephew...not his keeper or sadly for you....his lover! You need to let
him explore. I am sure that if there was anything unpleasant about this
witch lady or her little helper, Rex would steer clear.  Trust his
judgement!"

Collin pulled away and faced Rolf.

"I wish I could, Rolf! But I think Hilda the fucking bitch witch...may have
him under some spell. I know I sound crazy! But you did not see how
insistent she was two weeks ago to drag my uncle into her spirit world
mumbo jumbo! And now Uncle Rex seems...enchanted...that's it laugh at my
crazy ideas!"

Rolf hugged Collin with his big beefy arms.

"No. I am not going to laugh. You feel something is wrong and I respect
your feelings. I shall help you any way I can. But I doubt magic is at
play. It is NOT the dark ages anymore!"

Collin felt better that Rolf was at least taking him seriously. He also
knew he must get home as soon as the shop closed. He had to be there if
Uncle Rex was planning to go to Hilda's...he had to stop it!


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Rex rode the crowded Underground at 5:30 PM in what seemed like a daze. He
stood holding the hand bar on the fast moving train and swayed to and fro
as his mind played visions of Hilda before him. Her large frame, so
full...so busty! And Silas, his dark good looks...that tall lithe
build...his mysterious air of cat-like supremacy. Both were tasty to his
sexual appetite and he hoped to sample each in a matter of moments. Rex was
truly amazed that these two crazy people should be so all consuming! He
found himself completely powerless and craving their company as soon as
possible!

His six-foot body felt tight and electric as he rode onward through the
tunnels beneath London. His large size eleven feet planted firmly in his
highly polished black loafers now felt heavy and deliciously moist after a
long day of work...he imagined sliding off each warm leather shoe to reveal
his sheer black socks to the complete admiration of Hilda and Silas. Both
had been quite smitten by his sexy strong feet at the "haunted house"
event...hell, they liked all of him he mused to himself with a huge grin
covering his handsome face. His wavy reddish grey hair once neatly combed
atop his head was now beginning to show signs of a long day at the office;
wisps of his aging auburn locks now came slightly adrift and gave him a
"devil may care" look.

The way his mind had become so focussed on these two sensuously unique
characters still mystified him but it was no mystery why his hard uncut
cock now throbbed inside his tight fighting charcoal trousers...he felt his
cock slightly tingle and begin to ooze warm pre-cum inside his favourite
pair of burgundy bikini briefs.

A fleeting thought crossed Rex's sex blurred mind...Collin. Poor Collin
really hated Hilda and Silas. But this night at Hilda's was not about
Collin...it was about him. He had the right to see whomever he wished. He
loved Collin...but this feeling of wanting more time with Hilda and Silas
would never go away...it was too strong. He had to see it through and let
things happen...whatever they might be! Tonight was his turn and
Collin...should just mind his own business. Rex hated feeling so down on
Collin but ever since the "haunted house" event...Collin seemed to be a
damned pest.

Rex let the face of Hilda appear in his mind's eye once again...the image
of needy nephew Collin soon faded away. Hilda's chubby round cheeks,
lipstick smeared red lips and thick black hair tinged with silver streaks
soon filled his mind. Rex sighed, "Hurry up train! Move your ass! I have a
date!"









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"Silas, wait up on the corner until you see that little creepy Collin come
from the station. Make sure you follow him and get into that house! Get in
and keep Collin very busy! Don't fail me! I need time with sweet Rex...lots
of it!" Hilda moaned as she called down from her bedroom above.

She looked at her large chubby form in the mirror behind the door of her
large overly frilly bedroom. Her round busty MILF body was sheathed in
black and gold flowing satin; a kimono style dress adorned her plump shape
perfectly. Smoke coloured tights and gently heeled gold tinted bedroom
slippers added a touch of elegance to her countenance. A few last minute
adjustments to her long dark hair made sure it stayed put upon her head in
a bun.

A quick twirl and she was off down the steps to meet Silas before he left
for his mission.

Silas, still dressed for his day's service to Madame Hilda, looked
sullen. His ultra slender body stood tall and was dressed in his usual
black trousers, black leather shoes and a tight fitting black cotton
pull-over shirt. The two tended to dress in all black mainly...for obvious
reasons.

"Mistress, you look impeccable! And very sexy, too! I wish I was to stay
here with you and Rex this evening. The thought of dealing with Collin
makes my skin crawl. He is such a toad!"  Silas complained as his long
black bangs flicked from side to side over his pouty gaunt face.

Hilda sauntered past him and regally sat in her over-stuffed chair in the
corner of her sitting room/ office.

"Silas, you stick to your duties. Rewards of various kinds will
follow...if...if you do all I have asked! I know that Rex may wish to see
you as well...but he'll soon adjust to having me all to
himself. Plus...Collin may be a toad, BUT he's all yours tonight! Work out
your frustrations upon his pimply ass!" Hilda shrieked with laughter and
Silas, too cracked an evil mischievous grin.

"It's nearly 6 pm! Get to the corner of the street and grab Collin. Avoid
Rex if you see him...he'll be here soon. I feel it!" Hilda crooned as she
licked her red lips with her wet tongue.

Silas moved off and out, shutting the front door behind him. Hilda
smiled. She knew Rex was smitten with her. Her dark ancient arts in her
secret inner sanctum downstairs had seen to that...but just how smitten he
was...well, she soon would find out!

Her pussy moistened and tingled beneath her nylon tights...her only
undergarment. Her large fleshy breasts hung unaided just under the abundant
pleats of her silky kimono.

Hilda's meaty hand travelled swiftly downward and rested on her warm
crotch.

"Rex, you want me! You CRAVE me!" She repeated over and over and then added
a few key phrases in a long dead tongue. Her newest incantation was now
part of her, committed to memory since the haunted house event...and all
for Rex! Her Rex!

A very dusty bottle of home distilled wine sat open on the coffee table
with two cut glass goblets on a tarnished silver tray. The bottle stood
filled with very old aromatic wine with added old world herbs...herbs that
Hilda used from time to time. Hilda knew Rex would enjoy a few
glasses...and then...mmmmm! She giggled knowingly. It was all in the
distilling...a painstaking aging of this strong wine...the herbs had
magical...highly erotic powers.  Truly worth the wait mused Hilda as the
ticking clock on the cluttered mantle neared 6pm!







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Rex nearly sprinted down the street from the tube station. His strong fit
body dashed past a dark alley containing a watchful Silas. Silas stepped
out as the manly figure strode onward toward Madame Hilda's. He noted Rex's
six foot build that oozed sexuality so brilliantly at 50. The way his
cycler's toned ass flexed in his tight trousers did not miss Silas' hungry
eyes...his long thin cock began to throb uncomfortably inside his tight
underwear as he drank in Rex. Oh, if only he too could be present at
Mistress Hilda's tonight he mused...and drooled. He so wanted Rex...just as
much as Hilda...but he kept that very much to himself.

Silas listened to the sound of Rex's fading footsteps and could just make
out the suited figure turning in the fading afternoon light and bounding up
the front steps to Mistress Hilda's.

Silas now moved onto the walkway and waited with his back against a smooth
barked tree. Collin should be along soon...he dreaded his task. He had no
desire to "spoon" with Collin and pretend to be smitten with him. The
thought repulsed him! Mistress Hilda had not said exactly what to do or
say...he just had to keep Collin busy for the evening so she could have Rex
all to herself. Silas wondered what Mistress Hilda would do if he failed
and Collin burst in and ruined her night. Silas shuddered at what she might
do to him as a punishment...he must fulfil his mission.

It took nearly ten more minutes before Silas could make out the shape of
Collin quickly striding down the street toward him. Collin began to emerge
dressed in tan slacks, brown leather shoes and a brown zipped up
coat. Silas was sure Collin was in daze since he did not even seem to see
his tall lithe form standing before him.

"Hello, Collin. Remember me? I'm Silas, Madame Hilda's assistant. How are
you?" Silas purred in a most inviting tone.

Collin jumped. His surprised eyes gaped up into the dark gaunt face of
Silas and he felt as if a chill swept over him.

"Oh, yes. I know you. Hello. I'm fine and must get home!"

Collin pushed past the tall skeletally thin figure in black and moved to
carry on down the street toward Uncle Rex's house.

"Wait!" Silas entreated and grabbed Collin's shoulder with force, his long
bony fingers dug deep into the fabric of Collin's thin coat and dress
shirt.

Collin now felt very uneasy. The grip was strong and the finger nails just
sharp enough to tear his coat.  "What? You want me? Why? I must get home!"

"Wait. I want to see you...but not here. Let's get to your house. Rex will
be home soon and I'd like to see you privately before he arrives. OK?"
Silas let his fingers gently move to a swirling shoulder rub movement as he
crooned his words to a stunned Collin.

Collin felt confused. He looked into Silas' piercing eyes...dark chocolate
brown circles drew him in. The gaunt mocha face was hauntingly
attractive...almost hypnotic.  "Well, for few minutes. Just until Uncle Rex
gets in. Come on!"

The tall spooky figure took hold of Collin's smaller hand with long bony
fingers and pulled him along...making sure he did not swerve toward
Hilda's.

Collin adjusted his brass rimmed glasses and looked over toward Hilda's as
they passed.  He could see lights on in the growing darkness but the
curtains were mostly pulled. He wondered to himself if his uncle would go
there tonight. His thoughts were interrupted by a forceful yank up his
steps by a very insistent Silas who nearly yanked his arm out of its
socket.

"Why are you pulling me?" The plain questioning face of Collin peered up at
the black bedecked Silas.

"Come on. I want you all to myself. Just us!" Silas said with a final tug
upward.

Collin fumbled for the keys and Silas grabbed hold of the set and unlocked
the door himself.

"No time to waste. I need to see you...alone!" Silas breathed as he pulled
Collin in and shut the door with a slam.









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A few moments before a breathless Rex had stood and pushed the doorbell on
Hilda's front door. The sound of a ting-tang wafted through the wood and
with a click and creak....the door swung wide. Hilda stood in her dark
satin kimono and gazed out upon a work suited Rex who smiled like a rogue
at her. She looked lush and her lipstick shined brilliant red after a quick
touch-up. The perfumed air hung heavy and Rex spied many candles flickering
inside in various spots.

"Why my dear man...right on time!" With a wide sweep of her flabby exposed
arm, she guided Rex inside.

Rex smiled and stepped forward. The door clicked shut and Hilda stood
admiring her erotic prey. She noticed his reddish grey trimmed locks all
tousled and his face just showing a hint of five `o clock shadow...he
looked more appealing now than at the haunted house! His open suit coat
revealed a nice fitting sky blue button-down dress with a patterned
necktie. The suave Rex humbly stepped into the centre of the front hall.

"Glad to be on time. The trains were so damn crowded. You look amazing,
Hilda!"

A smiling Rex stood taking in the MILF from head to heeled feet. His tight
trousers felt cramped as his large uncut tool began swell again for the
100th time that day.

"You look perfectly executive, my sweet Rex. We have the place to ourselves
tonight! Come...you hard working man...join me in my messy living room for
a little cocktail. I distilled this wine myself and it is from an old
family recipe. You'll love it!" Hilda said as she took Rex by his shapely
arm and moved him forward into the warm inviting living room area.  The
room still looked more like an office but the couch and large chair were
swathed in colourful fabric to hide their age and the single shaded floor
lamp was aided by at least six candles in various shapes and sizes arranged
here and there...and all emitting a rather sweet fragrance.

She guided Rex to the large comfy chair in the corner and pushed him
downward. His body fell upon the thick cushions with a thud and he laughed
at his slightly awkward movement. Hilda breezed sideways and slipped a
large ornate footstool before him. Next, swooping with both her meaty arms,
she grabbed both his large manly feet and placed them gently atop the
embroidered fabric surface.

"There, you tired man. Rest those big feet after your long journey
home...they look so regal on my grandmother's old stool!" Hilda said as she
stepped back toward the coffee table and the old bottle of wine.

Rex eased back further into the old over-stuffed chair and relaxed his back
muscles completely. The view of a bending Madame Hilda caught his eye; her
full meaty ass covered in the satin material of her dark coloured kimono
glinted and danced in the flickering candle light. She wiggled it back and
forth as she bent over the tattered coffee table and dispensed a deep ruby
liquid into a cut glass goblet.

Turning round she presented Rex a completely full glass of the inviting
beverage. He accepted it graciously.  "Thank you, Madame! And where is
yours? Join me in a toast!"

Hilda giggled and fiddled again with the dusty bottle and filled her own
glass with about an inch of the intoxicant.  "I want you to enjoy the old
wine...I find it makes me a bit woozy. But a big strong man like you will
find it rather like a glass of juice! Us older delicate ladies much watch
out...we could get rather tipsy!"

Hilda continued to chortle away as Rex cleared his throat and raised his
full goblet upward.  "To us, the best ghost catchers in the world. May we
have many more unearthly encounters."

"Here, here!" Hilda agreed and she daintily sipped her wine as Rex took
near half of his down in one ravenous gulp.

"Thirsty boy! Here allow me." Hilda grasped the wine bottle and re-filled
Rex's goblet to the brim. Rex still was enjoying his first swallow of the
deliciously rich drink as Hilda pulled away and looked down at him.

"Nice? You like that?" She cooed as she caressed the bottle neck.

"MMM....yes....very warming and so tasty! You are an expert wine maker!"
Rex said with a grin on his handsome face as he swilled down yet another
large gulp.

The effect was amazing! Rex felt like his stomach was filled with streaming
sunlight and his mind raced. It was so potent! The day at the office
quickly melted away and so did his nephew Collin. All that mattered was
this moment...and this time with Hilda!

Hilda stood by as Rex finished off his topped up drink and she carefully
refilled the goblet again, wasting no time. Watching Rex greedily lick his
lips and noticing his beautiful green eyes becoming slightly hazy was so
thrilling. Her ancient wine recipe was working its magic perfectly!

 Rex sat drinking and laughing. Laughing at what he knew not. He just felt
giddy, so alive and totally at ease. Hilda stood over him as he clumsily
undid the two buttons on his suit coat and raised the goblet up to her,
nearly hitting her in the breasts.  "Another please, my fine lady! This is
so wonderful. I feel great! It's so warm in here!"

Hilda topped the goblet up again. She knew he'd had plenty by now and she
must ease off or he'd pass out.  "That's it for now. Three refills are just
about the limit, even for a big strong stud like you!"

Rex chuckled and sipped down the last refill and wearily leaned forward to
place the goblet on the coffee table but found the placement just a bit
tricky since the table seemed to be swaying left and right.

"Wow, I better help or the glass goblet will end up broken to pieces!"
Hilda said with glee as she plucked it out of Rex's straining fingers.

"Thanks. The table seems a bit shaky. Better fix those legs!"  Rex said in
a serious tone and then burst into a deep belly laugh.

Hilda was admiring her handiwork. Getting Rex tipsy was so easy with her
old wine. This was all too wonderful she mused with an evil grin on her red
thick lips.







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Collin stumbled into the gloomy house with Silas following at his heels.
"I better switch on a light or we'll fall!"

Silas vanished into the darkened sitting room and snapped on a small table
lamp.  "I have great night vision. Come and sit before Rex gets home. I
want to talk to you."

Collin obeyed but questioned the whole strange meeting. This was far too
bizarre for words.  He moved to the chair his uncle used and he sat after
tossing aside his coat.  "What's going on? Silas, you have never even spoke
to me before. Why now?"

Silas moved over and perched on the large arm of the chair Collin sat
rigidly in.  "You really are very...alluring. I meant to talk with you but
have been too shy. I want to get to know you."  The words caught in Silas'
throat and sounded at best completely wooden and without any real meaning.

"Get off it!" Collin laughed in scorn. "You are up to something. You and
that...that BITCH Hilda!"

Silas grabbed hold of Collin's thin arm with his bony fingers and pulled
him towards his leering face.  "Leave my Mistress out of this! This is
about you and me. I want YOU!"

Silas dark brown eyes seemed to engulf Collin's very soul...they penetrated
deep into his thoughts.  "What? You really are serious? You want...me?"
Collin stammered in disbelief as he adjusted his glasses to get an even
better look at these penetrating eyes that glared down upon him.

The kiss came from nowhere. Silas moved and swept Collin into his two
sinewy arms, forcing his lips against Collin's. The feeling was
electric. Collin had not been with another man in so long. His uncle had
been all he cared about since moving in and now...Silas was kissing him.

Silas used his complete loyalty to Madame Hilda to play his part. His mind
switched off and he went into auto-pilot. The sensation of Collin's lips
joined with his was utterly repulsive and he shielded his inner being from
this vile pimply creature. This all was for Hilda!

Collin let his eager mouth open wider and he felt Silas' strong tongue lash
forth in exploratory missions.  His cock grew hard inside his trousers and
he closed his eyes...feeling Silas' grip grow ever stronger around
him. Could Silas really care about him he dared to muse as he allowed the
passionate kiss carry on.

The bony skeleton like fingers moved off Collin's back and pushed down,
covering his swollen crotch bulge...probing, pushing, kneading. The vibes
of pleasure zoomed through Collin's body, his toes tingled inside his shoes
and he felt electricity pulse up and down his spine.

The sudden sound of a gentle tapping on the front door made both young men
jump.

"Who's that? Don't answer the door!" Silas resumed his oral assault on
Collin's dripping mouth but Collin pulled back.

"I have to go. It might be Uncle Rex, he often forgets his keys!" Collin
moved upward.

Silas pulled him back down and let his body fall atop the other in a near
wrestler's hold.  "It's not Rex. Just forget it!"

"How do you know? Uncle Rex is due home. I have to see!" Collin gave an
almighty shove and Silas toppled sideways off the chair.

Collin lost no time and made it to the door before Silas regained his feet.
Rolf stood there looking sheepish.  "Collin, I know I should have called
you but...I was worried about you!"

The bear-like Nordic face grinned sweetly at Collin and Collin smiled back.
"Rolf, you are one kind boss! Come in. Uncle Rex is not home yet. I have no
idea where he is and Silas just came over. And that is strange enough!"
Collin whispered.

Rolf moved in and the door closed. Silas moved to the archway that
separated the sitting room from the front hall. Silas glared at Rolf with
his strong brown eyes.

"So this is your boss? Is the work day not over?" Silas sneered in a most
petty tone.

"Rolf was concerned about me. I have been worried about my uncle. And Rolf
wanted to make sure I was OK. And I think that is what makes him a pretty
great boss!" Collin said as he leaned back against the newel post of the
stairs.

"Well, Collin is fine. As a matter of fact, we were just getting better
acquainted before you dropped in." Silas added with a quick stiffening of
his whole rail thin form.

"Oh, well...I guess I should go. I did not want to intrude. I just hopped
you and Rex patched things up. I did not want to think you two were at
loggerheads. I'll go." Rolf said turning his body toward the front door.

"No. You are right. I am going to call Uncle Rex on his mobile phone. I
should have called him all day...and now I will. I want to apologize and
see if he's coming home soon. I'm worried too!" Collin said groping in his
trouser pocket for his phone.

"NO. You should not call Rex! No way! Leave him alone. He's out...having
fun. Let him just enjoy himself. You'll apologize later!" Silas said as he
moved menacingly towards Collin.

"Too late. I dialled him!" Collin said pulling back and sitting on the
lower step of the stairway.

Silas recoiled in horror.  "You what? You must not....STOP!"

Rolf stood motionless as Collin held his ground and placed the phone to his
ear.  The tone of Silas was truly freighting and Rolf wondered why on earth
Collin was hanging around with him tonight.








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The sound of the ringing phone broke the magic at Hilda's.  Rex was just
beginning to attempt to free himself from his suit coat as the sound
pierced the heavy scented air.  Hilda, who had sat upon the couch, was
rising to aid Rex's feeble attempt to being more comfy as the phone
exploded to life inside the inner pocket of the suit coat.

"I'll get that!" Hilda said nearly pulling the suit coat from his body.

Luckily Rex's arm remained caught and his other hand grabbed the phone
first.

Hilda missed the moment as dread filled in her eyes.

"Hello." Rex mumbled into the small phone.

Collin quickly replied. "Uncle Rex, it's me. I wanted to say sorry for all
my ranting this morning. I hope you'll be home soon!"

The sincere tones of his beloved nephew broke the alcohol induced reverie
and made a pang of guilt surge upward from his stomach.  "Hey, my man. No
worries. Truly, no worries! I...am busy but will be home soon. Promise!"

Collin's simple tone ambled along. "Where are you?"

"I'm....working late. A client needs some ad ideas ASAP and I
felt...damn...better get them done!" Rex felt like a villain as he spewed
this lie. Collin was so sweet and he lied to him!

Collin assured his uncle he'd be at home and waiting for him. The call
ended with complete trust in his 23 year-old nephew's voice. He felt like
an absolute heel!

Hilda sensed Rex's slight sobering up and she grabbed the phone from his
fingers.  "No more calls! It's us time! We need a chance to really sort out
all that happened at the haunted house...we need to discover if we are as
close as we seemed. No interruptions...we need privacy!"

Hilda pushed the off button and tossed the phone onto the coffee table.

Rex looked up sadly at Hilda who turned round and smiled knowingly.  "I
lied. I lied to Collin and I hate that!"

Hilda knew she had to act fast or the whole evening would be
ruined. Quickly she poured another goblet full of wine and passed it to
Rex's all too eager hand. The bottle was near empty now and Rex took the
soothing drink...gulping it down, trying to forget poor Collin.

The powerful intoxicant dulled his senses further and he tried to recall
the euphoric feeling of just a few moments before. It was hard. Collin's
trusting tones echoed in his ears.

Hilda's full body swooped downward and knelt alongside the footstool where
Rex's large feet bounced nervously.  "You relax. Collin is in good hands. I
must confess sweet Rex...Silas is actually making friends with dear Collin
as we speak. Silas really finds Collin very...very unique. So have no
fear...Collin is in very good hands. And so...are you!"

Hilda breathed these words as if a prayer and then let her hands move to
Rex's shoe clad feet.  Carefully she slid off each black loafer...letting
Rex's many socked feet wiggle and stretch happily upon the embroidered
surface.

Breathing in his musky scented socked feet aroma was thrilling for Hilda,
she lingered by his sheer socked feet...enjoying the moment.
"Relax....enjoy! You are so at ease with me! I can feel it!"

Rex, his manly face pouting just a touch, looked down at Hilda's head
resting next to his socked feet.  "You mean Silas is helping us out. He'll
keep quiet about...us!"

Hilda lifted her head up from the footstool, her black sliver streaked hair
beginning to pull away from her bun just a bit thus giving her a slightly
wild look.  "He's really helping us out, more than you know...and yes...his
lips are sealed. Now...just forget Collin, the time, forget
everything...just keep you mind focussed on pleasure!"

Hilda took Rex's large socked feet in her chubby but nimble fingers and
slowly began to massage his high arches and slender toes...rubbing,
swirling...kneading. She loved the warm moist silky fabric of his sheer
dress socks with their solid capped toe area; his feet looked so
dapper...and sexy!

Rex's mind began to swim and the room shimmered eerily in the many candle
flames. His feet felt great...Hilda had quite the touch...but he knew that
from his first encounter a few weeks back. Rex closed his eyes and spoke.
"Hilda. What are we doing? I've known you for years as my sweet neighbour
and now...what the hell is all this? And what exactly happened at that
so-called haunted house? Did you really not have any idea what you did to
me? Seriously, what's up?"

Hilda dug her painted nails deep into Rex's fleshy heels...it felt painful
yet delightfully erotic.  "Rex, you ask too many questions of a woman...who
is pleasuring you! Now all I'll say is this...I was in a sort of
trance. Yes, spirits were at work! My mind does have flickering moments of
recall as far as what happened BUT that, my dear Rex, is the reason we are
here tonight. To find out what more the world of spirits has to offer each
of us...and what they may do to bring us even closer!"

"MMMMMM! Your hands feel....like magic!" Rex moaned as Hilda's fingers
caressed and fondled his smooth warm feet. He raked his large hand through
his short thick hair and let his head loll on the back of the cosy chair.

"I am magic...you'll see!" Hilda laughed and moved her hand playfully up
Rex's left leg, stroking upward along his OTC socked calf. Her fingers
found the edge of the silken fabric and encountered plentiful ringlets of
leg fur.

"Oh, that tickles...He-he-he!" Rex giggled and squirmed slightly as Hilda
gently pulled at the sensitive hairs.

"Oh, Rex...I love a furry fellow! So....manly!" Hilda crooned softly.

Hilda bent forward and playfully kissed Rex's big toe; her large breasts
fell forward inside her silky kimono and knocked against the soles of Rex's
feet. The soft, mammoth flesh mounds thudded pleasantly against him and the
scent of Hilda's jasmine perfume wafted forth from her vast, inviting
cleavage. He did not realize just how low cut the kimono was until this
very moment and thus he drank in the sight of her full MILF breasts.

Rex now felt pleasantly drunk, highly aroused and as if under a wonderful
spell. The scent of Hilda's perfume mixed with all the various candles
filled his head with wild and lusty thoughts, his cock jumped and pushed
against his tight trousers causing a large, visible log to appear for all
to see.

Hilda pushed her voluminous breasts against Rex's warm feet again and
delighted in seeing his crotch rise and swell even further before her very
eyes. She knew wearing no bra today was a plus for everyone!

"Someone is highly overdressed for this occasion!" Hilda said still toying
with Rex's furry leg.

Rex opened one lazy eye...feeling no pain and straining to keep from
bursting in his suit trousers as his cock was now almost at full erection
and beginning to gently ooze pre-cum juices all over his tight bikini style
briefs.

Hilda let her finger nails catch the elasticised edge of Rex's nylon sock
and she slowly pulled it down and over his pink moist foot. The air felt
glorious to Rex and he wiggled his toes appreciatively.  Hilda let her
tongue lash out and taste two of Rex's shapely bare toes as she secretively
pushed the aromatic sheer sock under the edge of the couch cushion for
later use in her private chamber downstairs.

Rex swooned and gently stroked his throbbing crotch. The fabric prison over
his cock was so tight...so in need of removing!

"Ah, your tongue feels so nice....MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Rex sung out as he
fumbled with his necktie knot.

Hilda lavished wet kisses all over Rex's exposed foot and gently pulled
free the other sock but this time allowing it to fall to the carpet below
as it should. No need to arouse too much suspicion from Rex Hilda mused.

Rex pulled free the tie and tossed it over to the couch just as Hilda let
her breasts thrum against his bare soles yet again. Even through the silken
fabric of the kimono, Rex could still feel her womanly warmth and fleshy
delights.

Hilda moved from one foot to the other, licking and lapping...devouring
Rex's perfect size 11's!  The taste of salty sweetness filled her craven
mouth and she inhaled his manly fragrance with each taste.

"Rex, your feet are divine!! I love them so much, just as the spirit did
two weeks ago....mmmmmmm!" Hilda mumbled while licking ravenously between
Rex's sensitive toes.

Rex now pulled open the buttons down the front of his dress shirt and
exposed his hairy chest to Madame Hilda, who sat up from her kneeling
position and gaped with eyes wide.

"Rex, you are so hairy! I love your chest....Ohhhhhh!" She howled and moved
upward to inspect him more closely.

Rex pulled her up with his firm hand, holding her fleshy arm gently and let
her plump ass rest on the arm of the comfy chair so she could admire his
rusty ringlet covered chest up close.  And admire she did...she used her
skilled fingers to explore and examine his muscular mature chest; letting
her fingers trace his round firm nipples and toned pectorals. Her fingers
lovingly got caught in his curly chest hair and he pretended it hurt.

"Ouch...be gentle!" He chided all the while grinning like a big over-grown
naughty boy.

The wine carried on making Rex giddy and horny as hell.

"I want to be naked....just for you!" Rex sighed all the while looking
directly into Hilda's big dark eyes.

"Well, by all means...get naked!" Hilda said slyly and with an agile
gesture she found herself beginning to undo Rex's trouser button and belt
buckle.

Rex's hands lifted and rested behind his head, he closed his eyes...and let
his breath out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The sound of pleasure wafted up and out of the room making the night grow
even warmer!



MUCH More to Cum!!!!



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