Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2012 23:18:15 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: At Peter's House. Part Three.

              This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All
comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

    Part Three.

  So once again there were four of us at the breakfast table, Peter
answering all the questions about his university that he was being asked by
both his mom and dad. Though the place was called an Arts and Craft
University, he had opted for the designs section, narrowing the field down
to things mechanical. Like motors, for boats, cars and bikes, tractors,
diggers and things like that, adding aircraft too, though this was a
separate one and even harder than the rest. But he was knuckling down to
find out which suited him best to concentrate on.

  Alice had already asked how had he slept in his own bed again, and smiled
at his answer of being his best night since he had left home. I soon had to
go off to a job I had lined up, leaving them still talking and didn't
return until the late afternoon.

  In the kitchen I found Alice on her own preparing things for dinner.

  `Where's Peter?' I asked, guessing that George was still in bed.

  `In the workshop. Waiting for you I think,' she said with a smile.

  `How long have we got?' I asked, knowing she would know to what I was
referring to.

  `Let's say about an hour,' was the answer.

  `Will you be taking a peek?' I smiled at her.

  `I may do. Just to see what you are up to,' she answered.

  `You know damn well what we'll be up to. He's been without it for so long
I bet he's clock watching. See you later,' I said before leaving the
kitchen and going out and on to the workshop.

  I barely got inside the door before he was in my arms, kissing me and
dragging me to the sofa.

  `It's been a long day waiting for you to come home,' he said, already
getting my shirt off, which didn't take long, nor getting the rest of my
clothes off and his to be down on his knees and sucking the erection that
had quickly risen up knowing what he wanted.

  `Dinner's in less than an hour Peter,' I said, pulling myself out of his
mouth. `Let's make the most of it.' He was quickly onto the sofa on his
knees and my cock had enough of his saliva on it as a lubricant and I
quickly got behind and shoved my throbbing cock up into his ass.

  `Heavenly,' he gurgled as I fucked him and wondered if Alice was watching
me fuck her son. It wasn't long before I gave him my cum and after pulling
out and wiping my cock on some cloth, went onto my knees and had him fuck
me. There was no sucking of cocks after going bare back and so got dressed
and went off to the house.

  `I think you both need a shower before dinner,' Alice said as we entered
the kitchen. `You look all sweaty.' Which was a fact and so we went and had
our shower, not together, just in case she came upstairs and I was dressed
and back down before Peter.

  `Did you get a look in?' I asked her in a low voice, us being the only
two there.

  `Yes, and it turned me on and wished that it was me on my knees on the
sofa,' she replied, which was all we could say for both Peter and George
had come into the kitchen.

                                                         *

  It was a lovely six weeks of fucking Peter every afternoon and twice at
night and having the same done to me. There was only one time that Alice
and I could have sex together and that was one of the Monday's. George was
on his day off and had taken Peter out in the car to give him driving
lessons leaving Alice and myself alone. I had taken the afternoon off
knowing what Peter would be doing and so, just after they had left, Alice
almost dragged me up to the room I slept in and we were quickly naked on
the bed to kiss and fondle each other. She loved me sucking her pussy and
with the use of fingers and thumb as well as my tongue, brought her up to
an orgasm and then gave her another one when I fucked her. It was nice to
have her once again sucking on my cock after having pulled out of her, and
overall, it was a lovely afternoon, but the only one we had during those
six weeks.

  Peter's last night was agony for both of us, with him crying and making
me cry too as we kissed and fondled each both before and after having sex
between us. Both trying to give the other the best we could do in both the
oral and anal sex we had in bed on that last night. Neither of us slept
with us fucking and sucking each other off three times and we looked a
right mess when morning dawned. I managed to get back to my room before
Alice got up and I had my shower and looked a damn sight better than Peter
when he appeared downstairs.

  He told Alice and George at breakfast that he hadn't really slept knowing
that it was his last night before leaving home to go back to the
university. George believed him but Alice didn't, knowing what went on
between us. As George would be going to his bed, I offered to take Peter to
the bus station, now having a valid driving licence and that's what I did.

  On the way, I stopped and we had a kiss and cuddle as we said our
goodbyes for we wouldn't be able to do it where other people would be
around for the bus. He managed to dry his eyes before we got there and I
stayed at the station until the bus left, giving him a wave which was
returned from the window seat he had. The only consolation for me was that
I would now be having sex with his mother every night, so I didn't feel as
bad as he did. What I would be missing out was having him fucking me, but
at least I would still be getting my rocks off properly instead of
masturbating.

  Alice was like a tiger in bed that night, slobbering all over my erection
and almost chewing the head such was her attack on me. That was Saturday
night and it was almost the same on Sunday with me giving her three orgasms
to my two, once in her mouth and the other up in her pussy. So Monday was
something of a respite what with the last night with Peter and the
following two with Alice, I felt fucked and was glad of a day off of
sex. Though there was more looming in the background.

                                                        *

  `I had Mike Winter speak to me the other day,' Dad began at the dinner
table that Monday evening, speaking to me. `He's had such good reports
about you and has seen some of the work you have done at other people's
houses , that he'd like you to call round one evening and give him a quote
on adding a small conservatory to the house.'

  `Great! I'll do that,' pleased that the word was really getting around
about my work.

  `It made me quite proud of you with what he said.'

  `Thanks dad. I do my best every time,' I replied. He later gave me the
address and I called round there the following evening. The house was easy
to find and I parked up and went and rang the bell and waited for it to be
answered.

  `Mr. Winter?' I asked of the man who opened the door.

  `Yes,' was the reply.

  `I'm Danny Rundene. You wanted to see me?' I asked of him.

  `Yes, yes. Please come in,' and stepped aside to let me enter and with
him closing the door, took me into the lounge. `This is my wife, Joyce.'

  `Nice to meet you Mrs. Winter,' I said, shaking her hand.

  `Call me Joyce,' she said. `It's less formal.'

  `And my names Mike,' he said shaking my hand, `sit down please.'

  I went and sat down where indicated and he sat down next to me with a
folder in his hand.

  `Would you like a drink Danny?' Joyce asked. `Oh, you don't mind me
calling you Danny, do you?'

  `Er, not at all, er, Joyce. After all, it is my name,' I said and got a
chuckle from Mike.

  `Thank you but no Joyce. I've just had my dinner and am rather full at
the moment,' I told her and she then went and sat down in a chair opposite.

  `Let me show you what we want,' he said, opening the folder and
extracting a sketch of what they wanted. It was to be three sided, all
glass, except the upright frames and a sloping glass tinted roof and
sliding door. `We'd also need a doorway made from the dining room through
to the conservatory, sliding glass too.' There were some figures on all
sides as the length, width and height that he wanted. I studied this for
several minutes, picturing it in my mind.

  `Er, the dimensions might have to change a little depending on the size
of the glass and width of the uprights,' I began.

  `No problem there,' he replied, and I carried on.

  `I would suggest that the glass be double glazed if there's the
likelihood of you using the place out of the summer season.'

  `Fine.'

  `It would take me about three to four weeks construct but I would have to
find out the cost of the materials, especially the glass before I could
give you an exact cost. Those you will be shown and I'll only add on my
labour costs plus the government tax of course. Give me a couple of days to
get the right figures and then you can decide if we go ahead or not. Can I
keep this sketch until then for it has the measurements on it?' I asked.

  I saw him look over at his wife and saw her give a nod of her head and
wondered to what she was nodding about, and found out a little later.

  `Of course, and the time frame we'll leave to you. Come. Let me show you
where we want it,' he said getting up as I did and followed him through to
the dining room where he showed me where he wanted the access to be and
then outside for me to get the placement in my mind.

  `Now there's one other thing I would like to talk to you about in
private,' he said as we re-entered the house. `Let's go to my study,' and
led me into another room and closed the doors. `Would like a drink now, for
I need one with what I'm going to ask of you and I think you will want one
too,' he said. An enigmatic remark and wondered why I would need a drink.

  `Er, a beer would be fine if you have it,' I said.

  `No problem. There's beer in my little fridge here,' he said, showing me
where it was and he got out two cans and took two glasses off the shelf
above it. He hand me both beer and glass and told me to sit down, which I
did and had him sit opposite me. We opened the cans and filled up the
glasses and he took a big gulp of his before holding the glass in both
hands and leaned forward towards me.

  `I...I'm not quite sure how you will react to what I am going to tell
you, so please don't take offense as it is, er, rather difficult for me to
actually say what I am going to say. What I am about to say is very
personal and I must ask you not to repeat this to anyone. Absolutely no
one. I'm not going to ask you to swear on the Bible for I think your word
would be enough. Am I quite clear in what I have said so far.?'

  `Er, yes sir, er Mike. I do understand,' I stammered, wondering what in
hell is he going to say.

  `My wife and I have talked this over for a year now and have agreed to
what I am going to say. I am now thirty one and my wife is twenty nine and
we have been married for five years. Now the people who work at the plant,
like your father, know that I was in an accident two years ago, though it's
only the wife, our doctor and those at the hospital know exactly what
happened to me. The accident itself is of no consequence but the result
is.' His face was now somewhat on the red side and he took another big gulp
of his beer, before continuing.

  `Because of that accident, I lost my testicles. They had been crushed and
so had to be removed.' Boy, that was taking the bull by the horns to tell
me this, a virtual stranger. `Now Joyce and I have always said that we
would like to have a child or children, but is no longer the case for I am
now unable to help in this.

  We have heard a lot about you and we saw your picture in the local paper
after saving that young girl from drowning and looked young and healthy
and,' another gulp of beer, almost emptying the glass while I only took a
sip waiting for the outcome, `with us both now having met you, er, I don't
really know how to say this properly, so I'll be rather blunt. Would you
consent to taking on the task of making my wife pregnant, to give us a
child that we could call our own and you not having any claim whatsoever as
actually being the father? There! I've asked and can only hope for my
wife's sake that your answer would be yes.' He sat back and found that his
glass was almost empty and so got up and went and got another beer while I
mulled over at how I've just had a bomb dropped in my lap.

  He wanted me to fuck his wife, with her permission, to impregnate her,
giving her a baby that I would never be able to call mine or say that I was
the father. Fucking hell! My mind was reeling at what was being asked of
me. Could I? Can I? Would I? The answer would be yes to the first two, but
would I? That was the key question. I drained my glass without thinking and
didn't even notice the glass being taken from my hand and only came back to
the present when another full glass was pushed back into it. I nodded my
thanks and drank half of it at one go.

  `I...I'm somewhat flattered Mike, but, can ...can I listen to what, er,
your wife, er, Joyce thinks of this proposal?' I managed to get out, hating
myself for having stuttered.

  `By all means Danny. I just hope that I haven't upset you or caused any
er, problems, church wise, in , er, what I must say is a rather outrageous
request on our behalf. But believe me, it has been said from the heart. We
both desire to have a child or children and are prepared to go to any
lengths to have one. We both have admired your honesty said by those that
we have talked to about you and believe that you have the heart and
integrity to have listened to our plea and will honour us by being
agreeable to our, er, what really is an outrageous request, but believe me,
it has been asked in the hope that you would help us in having a child that
we could call our own.'

  With that said, he got up from his chair and I then followed him back to
the sitting room where Joyce still sat in her chair as I went and knelt
down beside her.

  `Er, Joyce. I can call you Joyce?' I asked as an opener.

  `Of course Danny,' she replied.

  `Your husband, Mike, has asked me to, er, help you have a baby. Is this
your wish too?' I had by then taken hold of her hand and felt her give it a
squeeze as her face went slightly red.

  `Danny. We have been speaking of this for over a year now, and, and...it
is with the agreement of us both that this is the only way now that we will
ever have, of having a child that we could call our own. To love and be
loved as its mother and father. No one else need to know that Mike is not
the father, but it will be me that is the mother. God, for reasons of his
own, took away what Mike had to do this for us and we've prayed that you
might be the answer to grant us this ever dying wish that we could have a
family. A child of our own that we could love and raise up to be as good as
we believe you are.'

  I nearly broke down into tears at this and felt very humble in what she,
no, they wanted out of life, and that was to have a child to love and
cherish, albeit, acting as a surrogate father, and I could do no more than
squeeze her hand and said that I would do what I could and hope that they
would never regret what they had planned to do.

  So in a nut shell. She wanted me to fuck her. Get her pregnant and then
forget all about it. The birth and raising of what sex the child would be
when she gave birth, would from that point on, have nothing to do with me.

  There are many words that could and would describe me, but then the same
could apply to them too, with me agreeing to this, to some, outrageous
request, but one that I could see how their hearts were so intent of having
a child or children. But then on reflection to what I have just said, that
if they were happy with one child, they may want a sibling too for this
one, whatever the sex was of this unborn or created child that they wished
me to give them.

  I have never so far in my life being humbled so much at having this
request made of me and it was with all humility that I accepted to help
them in this. You'll have to excuse me for I just cannot find the words to
exactly how I felt at this moment in time.

  So it came to a verbal agreement, that even if they didn't accept my
quote of the work they wanted doing on their conservatory, I was still
wanted to impregnate Joyce with my seed to create a child for them. As it
happened, they accepted my quote for the cost of the materials and my
labour and I could start, on both jobs, when I was ready.

  Of course, it wasn't something that I could tell Alice about, and I had
decided that if and when I got to fuck Joyce, it would have to be in the
afternoons. Now it would be at least a month between her menses to see if
she had what is known as the woman's curse, and if this didn't happen. The
odds were that I had indeed gotten her pregnant. So that was how it started
with me bringing all, well most of the materials to start work on the
construction of their conservatory, and beginning the job, and at the end
of the day's work, I then went inside the house to begin my other
construction job. Read that as getting Joyce pregnant.

  I must admit that it wasn't the best of beginnings, what with both of us
being shy and not quite sure as to how exactly we should go about this
coupling we were going to have. So I took the bull by the horns and took
over. I had started on the foundations of this conservatory and in the late
afternoon, told Mike that it was as far as I could go on that day and said
that it was about time to start on what was wanted that to their mind was
more important that what I had been doing out in the garden.

  `It's embarrassing for me to say this Danny, but Joyce is up in the
bedroom waiting for you to...to..er.'

  `Enough Mike. You don't have to say it. All I need is your blessing in
what I am about to do, and in heavens name, do not take her to task in what
we are about to do.'

  `Danny, you have my blessing and with God willing, will do and achieve
what we both desire most in the world. God bless you.' I had no answer to
this and then went upstairs to where Joyce was waiting for me.

  I have never been so embarrassed in my life when I walked into their
bedroom and seeing her there, lying on the bed with a nightdress on.

  `Joyce. Please. If we are going to do this properly, please take off that
night gown and be as naked as I will be in a few moments,' I said to
her. Her face was already red and I'm sure it got even redder as she moved
on the bed to take this gown off for me to see her lovely naked body there
waiting for me.

  Just the sight of this naked late twenty year old married woman lying on
the bed there, waiting for me to fuck her, was enough for my cock to rise
up to its full potential. But it wasn't just going to be a
wham-bam-thank-you-mam with me, I was going to give her the full works as
shown to me by Alice.

  Her eyes went wide when she saw my erection for the first time when I had
divested myself of my clothing. I couldn't help the swinging of it from
side to side as I approached the bed and got on to half lay on top of Joyce
and asked if I could kiss her before we began. Her body I felt, was tight
beneath that part that covered her as she said yes, I could kiss her.

  So with a soft kiss that only really a caressing of her lips, did I
begin. She had, before I'd gotten on the bed, seen that I was up and hard,
but now she could feel it pressing against her thigh as I kissed her. I
then slowly kissed my way down her body, lingering for a while as I kissed
each nipple and sucked and gave each a nibble before kissing the undersides
and running my tongue round and beneath both of her lovely breasts. Just
this was enough to have her body quivering and even more so when I tongued
my way down to move through the soft and luxuriant pubic hairs to tease the
lips of her labia.

  This tonguing was enough to make her legs open even wider for me to
carrying on using my tongue and fingers to enter and start teasing both
clit and vagina. I heard her gasp at the first touch of my tongue moving
over her clit and felt the tremor of her body and it began to relax as I
started sucking on her and getting her to start releasing her fluids for me
to suck into my mouth and excite her even more with my darting tongue in
and out of her vagina.

  I gave silent thanks to Alice in teaching me the art of cunnilingus and
soon had Joyce squirming beneath me and knew that she was as close to an
orgasm as she was going to get without me as of yet, entering her with my
throbbing cock. I could have carried on and brought her to this orgasm of
hers but the idea was to really get her pregnant, so I didn't carry on but
lifted myself up until I was fully on top of her, letting her feel my cock
at the entrance to her pussy.

  Up onto my elbows I went and pushed my hips forward and felt my fully
erect cock enter and fill her. She gave out a gasp and her legs came up by
my sides and her hands gripped tight to my shoulders as I moved in until I
could go no further. I stopped for a moment, loving the flexing of her
muscles round my pulsating member before I really began my moving in the
fucking of her.

  She was already close before I had even entered her and now with me
really fucking her, she began bucking herself beneath me and gave out one
hell of a scream as she had her orgasm and it triggered me off into cumming
inside her. Her bouncing me up and me driving her down with each thrust,
drove her wild and had her clawing my back, hoping that she wasn't drawing
blood which would be hard to explain to Alice later.

  But I had now given her my sperm and hoped that at least some of it had
evaded the downward rush of her juices, and had carried on to inseminate
her and do what they were supposed to do in fertilizing and egg in her
ovary.

  `Oh Danny,' she gasped. `I never dreamed it would be as good as this,'
and pulled my head down to kiss me.

  She didn't suck on my still hard and erect cock this first time when I
pulled out of her, but later got her to give me a suck before and
afterwards of me cumming inside her, but that was later in the whole month
that I fucked her. As it was, I pulled out of her and after giving her
kiss, saying thank you and getting a kiss back, got up from the bed and
went and had a shower to get rid of her smell that would have attached
itself to my body which I didn't want Alice to smell and know that I had
been with another woman.

  Leaving Joyce lying on the bed like a limp rag doll, I got dressed and
after giving her a kiss, left the bedroom and went downstairs where Mike
was waiting for me. he passed me an opened can of beer which I swallowed
half in one go.

  `Well?' he asked.

  `Mike!' I cried. `What do you want me to say? Whatever it is, I won't. I
have done what you wanted me to do and that's it. It will still need more
of this until we know that she is indeed pregnant. I can't really say
anything at this first time, though I do have a question to ask you,' I
said, and he could see that I was being slightly indignant.

  `And what's that?' he asked.

  `Has she ever sucked your cock?' was the first question, for I had
another one to follow this.

  `A couple of times,' he admitted, his face going slightly red at this
blunt question. Wait for this one then, was my next thought.

  `Have you ever been down and sucked on her?' was my second one.

  `N...n...no,' he stuttered.

  `Well you damn well should,' I said, getting a little angry with
him. `It's part of love making. If she will suck on you, you should at
least reciprocate by doing the same back. I know that it will not do what
you long for, but at least the pair of you should still be able to enjoy
sex between you with you doing to her what she does to you,' I cried and
then felt contrite. `Sorry Mike. I have spoken out of turn. It's not my
place to tell you what you should and shouldn't do, I apologise. You can
still have sex with her can't you?' I asked, and he nodded. `Then give her
what she wants in that line. Talk to each other and do what both of you
want. Sorry, I'm speaking out of turn which it's not my place to do so.'

  `Danny,' he began, taking hold of my shoulders. `You are quite right to
chastise me and I will do as you say. I hope that this isn't going to stop
you in what we have set out to achieve?'

  `No Mike. And it is I who should apologise for what I have said, for it's
not my place to tell you people how to have a good sex life,' I told him
quite contritely.

  `You...you will still keep on trying then until... until, er, we know if
she is or isn't?' he asked in a low voice.

  `Of course Mike. Just forget my outburst. It was unwarranted. Now go
upstairs and tell her you love her, more so in what you are both trying to
achieve,' I said.

  I then left and went off to Peter's house where Alice was getting things
ready for our dinner, George haven't as yet left his bed.

  `How was your day with the new job?' she asked gaily.

  `Tiresome and hadn't realised how difficult it is in building a
conservatory,' I replied.

  `But you will manage to do it right. Won't you?' was the throw back
question.

  `Oh yes. I'm sure I've got my measurements right, that's the most
important thing in any job you start,' I replied.

  I was just going out of the kitchen to lay the table for dinner in the
dining when George came in

  `Evening George,' I said as we passed.

  `Evening,' he said, sounding a little grumpy. I carried on to the dining
room but heard what he said to Alice.

  `When's he moving back to his own house?' George asked Alice.

  `Now don't be like that George. I enjoy his company of an evening so I'm
not alone. Besides, he buys all my groceries at the weekend, so he's paying
his way. Also, I feel safer at night with a man in the house and not being
all alone. He's got his own room to sleep in...'

  `And I hope he stays in it,' George said, still sounding grumpy.

  `That he does,' Alice sprang back at him, sounding angry now, `every
night! So don't start getting funny ideas for you'd be wrong. As I said,
he's company for me of an evening and knows his place, so let's not hear
anymore of him moving out. Besides, Peter likes him being here and looking
after the workshop.'

  I felt a little embarrassed at dinner, but George didn't say a word of
what he had said to Alice and he didn't bring it up again, well not in my
hearing.

  In bed that night with naked Alice in my arms, I told her that I had
overheard what they had said, about my being company and sleeping in my own
room.

  `Well it's true,' she giggled, stroking my cock that had not long been up
in her pussy. `You're always in your own bed at night.'

  `And you not saying that you were in it too,' I said, rolling her over
and fucking her again and giving her another orgasm.

  `I love you Danny,' she whispered in my ear after we'd finished. `You can
stay here as long as you like, I'll see to that,' so after a few more
kisses, we finally fell asleep.

                                                       *

  I carried on with my work at the Winter's place and giving the
foundations a day or two to really be dry and solid, knocked a hole in the
wall of the dining room and put in the sliding window doors which took up
the whole day. This had to be done first so that I could then see at what
height the conservatory floor had to be so that there wouldn't be any kind
of steps between the two rooms.

  `You've done a fine job with these doors,' Mike said as he slid one back
and forth. `I think you need a shower now and Joyce is in the bedroom
waiting for you.'

  `What did Joyce say about yesterday?' I asked.

  `Well she had been a bit apprehensive at first, but said that when, er,
when you got started, everything went okay,' he said.

  `I'm glad of that then,' I told him.

  `I...I think that she actually enjoyed it,' he stammered.

  `Did, er, did you and Joyce, er, you know, make love afterwards?' I
finally got out.

  `Oh yes. I can still get an erection and have er, what's known as a dry
orgasm. Not cumming. So my body still reacts as though I've still got my
nuts. Er, as...as to what you told me yesterday, I wasn't sure exactly what
you meant and with her saying that it was good. Er, can, er, will you let
me watch and see precisely what you did to please her. You know, er like a
teacher but not say anything but just do it and let me see it being
done. Actions are better that words,' he trailed off with, his face rather
on the red side at asking if he could watch. I had read in one of Peter's
dirty books that some men get turned on by seeing their wife being fucked
by another man, so I agreed if Joyce agreed too. To this she had agreed he
told me, and so we both went upstairs and into their bedroom where Joyce
was already in bed, waiting for me. I saw Mike move the dressing table
stool to a corner of the room as I went into the bathroom to have a shower
before joining Joyce in bed.

  In the shower washing myself, I got a perverse thrill run through me at
the thought of having him there to see me fuck his wife and it brought on
an erection that I still had after drying myself and walking back into the
bedroom. I couldn't see his face in the gloom of the corner and had to put
him out of my mind as I pulled back the bed sheet to reveal Joyce's naked
body waiting for me.

  So I began my love making to Joyce by kissing her before moving down to
kiss and playing with the nipples of her breasts and then carrying on down
to get between her legs and suck and tease her pussy, starting the build up
to her having an orgasm. When I felt she was ready, I moved back up on top
of her and after raising myself up on my elbows, entered and fucked her.

  It was lovely having her legs tight to my waist with them up in the air,
her hands holding onto my shoulders as I pounded into her, bringing her up
to crying out at her orgasm and triggering me off to give her my cum in the
hope that at least one of the little buggers made it to the ovaries to
fertilise an egg.

  She didn't suck on me after I pulled out this time what with Mike
watching, though she did later with him being in the room with us. After
giving her a kiss, I got off the bed and got dressed and left the room with
Mike following me downstairs.

  `Wow!' he exclaimed. `I didn't think that I would get a hard on at seeing
my wife being fucked, but I did, and still got it. I also got the
impression that when you pulled out that she would have sucked on you, but
didn't. Maybe it was because I was there. Did she do it the first time?

  `No. But like you, I think she wanted to,' I replied. `Would you mind if
she did?'

  `No, I don't think so,' he said.

  `Do you think that she might want you to take an active part with you
being in the room and seeing me make love to her. I mean,' and my heart was
in my mouth.' I mean like if you got a hard on at see us together, she'd
feel a bit better if she saw me sucking on you?' There! I'd said, trying to
draw him into it being more of a threesome than him just being a voyeur, a
looker on.

  `You mean you'd suck my cock?' he asked, his eyes opening wider.

  `Well you've still got a hard on at watching us and you did say that you
still go through the process of having a dry orgasm, would you like me to?'
I asked.

  `Er, well, if you want to. It'll be a new experience for me never having
had a man suck on me before,' he said, his face red again.

  `Sit down and enjoy it,' I said. So he sat down, a bemused expression on
his face as I got down onto my knees between his legs, resting my elbows on
his thighs and pulled down the zipper of his trousers and put my hand
inside and felt his hard cock and pulled it out into the open. `It's a nice
looking cock you got Mike,' I said just before I took the head of it into
my mouth. He gave out a gasp at me doing this and was able to push the
foreskin down with my lips and then tongued his G string making his body
shudder.

  His cock was about the same size as Peter's and I liked sucking on
his. Well I liked sucking a cock anyway so I now enjoyed having another one
in my mouth to suck and gently chew on. The only difference would not
getting a different taste of cum for Mike was unable to give any, but I
still had the thrill of sucking on him. Especially when he started bucking
his hips up towards me and went through the throes of having his non
existing orgasm, coming to a shuddering stop and felt his body relax under
my arms on his upper thighs.

  `That was incredible,' he gasped. `It really felt as though I did cum in
your mouth. Thank you Danny, thank you.' I gave the head of his still hard
cock a kiss before pushing it back inside his trousers.

  `Would you like me to do that in front of Joyce tomorrow? Then maybe she
would then suck on mine, though I think you'd better talk this over first
for she might not want to see you being sucked on.' I left it there rather
than say too much for it was now up to him.

  I got up from my knees as he got up out of the chair, both of us with
smiles on our faces and he saw me to the door where we said our goodbyes
but didn't kiss for he might not have wanted that. I got into the pick-up
and drove off to Peter's house quite happy in having fucked Joyce and now
having sucked on Mike and later would be sucking and fucking Alice in my
bed.

  So I was a happy man having a cock to suck now, wondering if he would
ever ask if he could fuck me with it. A woman who wanted me to get her
pregnant and another woman, Alice, who I would not be able to get in the
same state, though not from the lack of trying.

  I kept my end up that night with Alice, pun intended, and gave her three
orgasms to my two, one in her mouth and the other two while in her pussy, a
very good night for both of us. But I was looking forward to find out what
Mike and Joyce had said between them after I had left, and so did quite a
bit of laying the floor of the conservatory next day, well not the floor
really but the under build of it before the final top layer, telling Mike
that no one should walk on it until it said so.

  It had been a good days work and Mike offered me a beer in the kitchen
which I accepted and almost downed in it one go I was that thirsty.

  `Did you and Joyce talk things over last night?' I asked.

  `Yes, and she was surprised that you said that you would suck on me if
she sucked on you,' he said.

  `Did you tell her that I had sucked on you last night?' I asked.

  `No, but I did say that I had been aroused at seeing the pair of you make
love with me watching,' he said. I could only shrug my shoulders for it was
down to him and not me to really start the ball rolling in it being
something like a threesome. He gave out a little laugh as we moved off to
go upstairs. `I've even started to get a hard on already and you haven't
even started yet.' I grinned back at him and followed him into the
bedroom. It was the same as the previous afternoon by going for a shower
first and returning to the bedroom with my erection leading the way. I got
a lovely smile from Joyce and I got onto the bed and did the same again of
sucking her pussy first before fucking her.

  I took a quick glance over to where Mike was sitting and saw that he had
his erect cock out of his trousers and was slowly moving his hand up and
down the shaft as he watched me fucking his wife. Well I believed I would
then be sucking it in front of her afterwards, but pushed that back in my
mind as I strove to hold back my cumming until Joyce had her second
orgasm. Thankfully it wasn't long in coming and with her really bucking up
beneath me, I was then able to let go and give her my cum.

  With her body relaxing, I came to a stop, my cock still throbbing inside
her as our sweaty chests met, both of us panting quite heavily. I could see
the sweat on her forehead, but it was her sparkling eyes that caught mine,
and also smiling up at me.

  `I hope that this with what we are doing, is going to work,' she panted.

  `For your and Mike's sake, I hope so too, though I have loved being with
you,' I said, me breathing much like she was. `Have you spoken with Mike
about how many times we will be coupling?' I thought it better wording it
that way instead of saying about us having a fuck.

  `Another couple of times and then we wait to find out if it has worked,'
she said which was disappointing news for me as I was enjoying this
afternoon sex with Joyce in spite of her husband watching us.

  But now I rose up and pulled out of her and saw that Mike had taken his
trousers off and he now came and lay down beside Joyce and I rolled onto my
side to take hold of his erection and took the head of his cock into my
mouth and began to suck on him for the second time. I came to a sudden stop
when I felt the hand of Joyce take hold of my cock and take the head of
mine into her mouth and start sucking out any residue of my cum, not
missing out on her own juices either.

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  So after five afternoons of fucking Joyce, a halt was called on this
though I still had two weeks work to do in building their conservatory. I'm
proud to say that they were over the moon when inspecting the finished work
and they couldn't thank me enough. Mike took quite a few pictures of the
finished work, adding these to others that he had taken during the whole
process. He was kind enough to give me copies , some of which I could then
use in a portfolio I was building of my work. This could then be shown to
other people who wanted to know of my work before giving me a job.

  It was during this last week that I was told that Joyce had missed the
expected day of the start of her usual menstruation and they would give it
another two weeks before seeing their doctor to find out if she was
pregnant or not. The news was that she was indeed pregnant and I was
thanked again by the pair of them.

  Forgive me for I will now jump ahead to finish this off about Joyce and
Mike Winter, by saying that during the time of her pregnancy, she had
several scans to see that everything was as it should be, but did not want
to know of the sex of the baby that she was carrying until the birth.

  The time duly arrived of her going into labour and the result was them
now having a daughter. With them then knowing the sex of the baby, said
that as it was me that helped them in this, that they wanted me to give it
a name, an honour which I didn't really deserve for I had fun creating her,
but agreed to their request and gave them the name Alice. I think you can
work out why that was the name I gave them.

  But it didn't all end there! A year later, they asked if I would help
them again as they wanted a son. I was flattered to be asked but said that
there was no way that I could guarantee that but they had found out that if
Joyce had some male hormones inject into her womb, the likelihood was very
possible. Anyway, I agreed, for she had been a good fuck and I looked
forward to another five sessions with her and also getting to suck on
Mike's dry dick.

  This came to pass to our mutual enjoyment and she did in fact then give
birth to a boy and again I was asked to give him a name and chose Peter
which they liked and agreed to, so I was again, absentia parentis, somewhat
mangling my Latin.

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