It was like something from a farce, the Marx Brothers. Shit! She is stuck fast and no amount of wriggling or shuffling is going to get her free. Dangling in the window half in, or out depending on your view. Her shoulders are wedged in the frame. She can't go back because her 36DD titties are caught on the ledge inside the window. She can't go forward because she has nothing to push on since the rubbish bin fell over. What a sight! That will teach her to come home early.
She is Catherine, a 26 year old redheaded mother of 2 girls. She is married to John who is 45 and rapidly losing interest in her lush, firm, perfectly proportioned 5 foot 6 inch body. Together they own a bar in a nearby town and this is where she has been this evening.
Cathy however, is feeling a little pissed off by the lack of attention from her husband. She has left the bar and taken a taxi home. The cab has dropped her off at her home and she has made her way along the path fumbling in her bag for the door key.
As she gets closer to the door she realises she knows exactly where the key is. In her mind's eye she can see it lay upon the hall table as she left the house with John earlier. SHIT!
She doesn't want to make too much noise and wake the kids or the neighbours so she taps on the sitting room window to attract the attention of the babysitter Stewart. No response. She knocks a little louder, still nothing. She looks in her bag for her 'phone realising as she rummages, yes, that is right! It's also lying on the hall fucking table!
She thinks. Yes! The utility room window is open! She had left it open because it was laundry day and she had been using the dryer. Moving along the path toward the window she grabs the wheelie bin and pulls it behind her stopping under the head height 18 inch square window.
No problem she thinks I can get in there and with that she clambers up on top of the bin and lifts the catch then pulls the frame outward. Now here is the tricky bit she thought, she has to hold the window with one hand but the catch is flopping about and she has to hold it with the other hand, this means going through the opening head first and flopping on to the worktop beneath.
Here goes. With a push she is going through but it is a little tighter than she thought, she should have taken off her jacket. Another sharp thrust and then disaster strikes! The bin topples over and she is left suspended there with both arms pinned by her sides against the frame and unable to move. SHIT! SHIT! FUCKING SHIT!
Stewart doesn't mind the baby sitting, even on a Friday night; it means another 20 quid towards him owning his motorbike. Nothing fancy, a decent 500 cc Honda, just the means of getting him and any young ladies who might like a ride (in more ways than one, heh, heh) in the country.
He is a good looking 6 feet tall, 17 year old with broad shoulders and an unruly mop of dark brown hair. He also has an 8 inch cock that the girls love. No, he doesn't mind the babysitting one little bit.
What does piss him off is the way Catherine teases him. The way she greets him with lingering touches on his arm. The way she struts and poses when she is dressed and ready to go out. The way she bends over and asks him if her stocking seams are straight. This makes her short, tight, black Lycra skirt ride up another 2 inches and he can see her stocking tops. This means he has to slip his hand down the waistband of his jeans to move his hardening cock across his belly. The way she tells him she may just let him ravish her instead of paying him cash. Then she reminds him, with a sly smile, that her husband might not like the idea of her paying him in kind.
All these things really pissed him off because she knew it made him hard. He saw her watching. She knew that given the chance he would lick her hot crevice from asshole to breakfast time making her squeal with delight. Cathy was playing a dangerous game and one day, oh yeah, one day!
So here he is on Friday night watching the 2 girls. They have gone off to bed and as usual they are both out for the count and never any trouble. Stewart has had a beer from the well stocked fridge and watched some TV. Later while checking on the girls he has gone into Catherine's room and opened her underwear drawer for a look through her panties.
He selects a lacy red pair and unzips himself and pulls out his stiffening cock. Tugging his swollen dick he wraps the panties around the glistening bell end. He thinks about Cathy as he strokes his long cock. Stewart imagines her kneeling before him pinching and squeezing her jutting nipples. Her smiling face upturned and expectant, mouth parted and tongue waiting for his treasure. As he cums his seed shoots from his engorged tip he catches it all in the gusset of Cathy's panties. He puts the cum stained underwear back in the drawer for her to find later.
It's a regular thing he does but so far she hasn't mentioned it. Yeah she knows what he would do to her if he had the opportunity. Coming back downstairs he watches more TV and drifts off to sleep only to be awoken by a banging noise outside.
Quickly he jumps up and heads for the kitchen. Leaving the lights off he quietly opens the back door and looks out. Nothing to be seen but he can hear a rustling and someone mumbling. Moving round to the side of the house he can see a pair of stocking clad legs sticking out of the window.
What the fuck he thinks. It's Catherine and she is stuck fast. He moves up behind her and is lifting his arms to help her down when he notices her skirt has ridden up. Not only can he see her stocking tops he can see the bare flesh beyond. In fact if he bends his legs he can see she is wearing no panties. Her smoothly shaven cunt is there right in front of his face. His breath quickens, now is his big chance.
Slowly he extends a finger and traces it over Cathy's puffy pussy lips. She starts, she hasn't heard him approach, she doesn't know who is touching her most intimate area, she is afraid, she whimpers, he continues to stroke more firmly.
Pressing and parting her labia he spits on her pussy and using this lubrication he pushes his finger in her slit. Her legs are thrashing now and Stewart presses his body against them pinning them to the wall. He is now running his free hand over her Lycra clad arse and telling her to be quiet or she will awaken the children and the neighbours. Cathy realises now who is fondling her and begs him to stop. Stewart backs off then returns to the house leaving her dangling.
Going to the utility room he switches on the light before shutting the door firmly behind him. Well look who is stuck and helpless in the window frame he thinks. She smiles wanly and wriggles some more but this only causes her titties to jiggle. Mmmmmh says Stewart.
Cathy is annoyed, maybe embarrassed and definitely afraid. He teasingly asks her if she needs help. She blusters pretending to be annoyed at the liberty he has taken with her pussy. She tells him in no uncertain terms to hurry up and release her.
Stewart then proceeds to tell Catherine he is enjoying teasing her for a change, being in charge is something he likes. He goes on to ask her if she got a kick from posing and teasing him. Why didn't she say anything about the jizz on her panties. It must be something she likes because it has been going on for the past 6 months.
Cathy's face got redder and redder with her breath coming in short gasps. Stewart asked if she was excited now. She didn't reply so moving closer Stewart stood in front of her and slowly unzipped his jeans pushing them downward along with his pants he showed Cathy his rapidly swelling penis.
She gasped once more as Stewart pulled her through the window until her head was level with the worktop but her arms still trapped. He tore open her blouse and raising her up slightly pulled both her titties from their lacy covering and roughly ran his hands over them feeling the tips hardening and swelling. Hah, no matter what she said her body was giving her away.
Cathy was secretly loving it. Gently gripping her chin he told her to open her mouth and suck on his stiff cock. Eyes wide Cathy slowly opened her painted red lips and Stewart pushed his cock into her mouth. She moaned as he continued to roam his hands inside her blouse. He cupped her wonderful breasts feeling her hard nipples as they hung over her lacy push-up bra. All the while she ran her tongue along the underside of his hard shaft.
Cathy was savouring the feel of his solid maleness within the hot wet cavern of her mouth. It had been too long she thought and sucked harder as Stewart began to thrust in and out of her wet mouth. She released her lips and panted asking him to pull her through so they could be more comfortable.
Ignoring her Stewart slid his member back between her lips and thrust hard for 30 seconds before his hot come erupted in her mouth. Cathy coughed and some jism fell from her mouth to land on the worktop. She craned her neck to lick it up and with that she swallowed all that was on her tongue.
Stewart got a hand under both arms and dragged Cathy into the room. Helping her stand he crushed his mouth to hers tasting his salty come on her tongue. Enough of this teasing shit now she told him and started to drag the clothes from him.
His jeans and underwear already at half mast she pulled his T shirt over his head as he tried desperately to get her jacket and blouse off. Her skirt was next as Cathy unhooked her bra and she was left standing in suspender belt, black seamed stockings and black patent leather 5 inch stiletto heels.
Stewart picked her up and carried her to the sitting room where he laid her on the sofa. Gazing down at her beautiful body he took an ankle in each hand and lifted her legs. Spreading his arms wide he opened Catherine's legs and bent to worship her slit with his tongue. Oh she was wet!
He ran the tip of his snake like tongue from the bottom of her crack to her hooded clitoris. Cathy moaned and hooking her hands behind her knees. Pulling back until her knees were resting on her shoulders, she was fully exposed and open for Stewart.
Placing a thumb on either side of her vaginal lips he marvelled as they peeled apart with a moist shlicking noise. He then buried his tongue in her hot sopping hole. He flicked her clitty with the tip and she writhed in ecstasy. Once more he ran his tongue along the length of her slit finishing with it rimming her puckered ass.
He wet her starfish and rubbed it with the tip of his index finger before applying pressure and watching it disappear up to the second knuckle. Cathy was bucking and pulling his head into her steamy cunt as she thrashed about above him.
Stewart tongued her furiously and moved up to un-sheath her clitoris. He introduced another finger to her ass before slipping the remaining two into her dripping snatch and began to pump them steadily.