Diane And Dougal Ch 02

Chapter 2

Diane met up with Joanna for coffee and proceeded to tell her best friend all about her new housemate.

"You lucky, fucking bitch." Joanna said. "You mean you saw that fresh youthful meat and you didn't drag him into your room and fuck his brains out!!" Joanna said all too loudly as two other older women listened in disgust.

"Ssshh! I don't want the world to know and I especially don't want the faculty to know." Diane intoned, crossly.

"Why not?" Joanna questioned. "I'd want to sing it from the fucking rooftops. I'm fucking a toyboy!!"

"You go girl." A little old lady, sat next to them with her friend, interrupted. "I'd be singing from the rooftops as well if I was fucking a toyboy." And the four lady's all laughed together.

"I may do just that, but for now I want to keep it under wraps. I don't want to scare the lad away. I think he's still a virgin." She whispered, conspiratorially, to Joanna, the little old lady and her friend sat next to them.

"Do they still have those?" The little old lady's friend asked her friend.

"Apparently so, dear." She replied

"Could you send him around to ours. I'd love to ogle a virgin toyboy for an afternoon." The four women all fell about laughing. And Diane took the old lady's number, just in case. There was a ping on Diane's phone. "Is that him?" She asked.

"It is, as a matter of fact. He's just saying he will be over, tonight, with a load of his stuff." All four women dreamily swooned, and thought back to a time when all bodies were firm and good to touch. "I'll need to get a welcome meal ready for him. Come on Joanna time to get back to work. Lovely to meet you." Diane said to the old ladies. "I'll be in touch." And all four ladies laughed again.

Joanna and Diane walked along arm in arm talking about what to cook for tonight and how she should treat the young man.

"Much as I would love something to happen." The women giggled like little schoolgirls. "I'm going to take a step back and push it from my mind as it will only end in tears. It has just been an unfortunate turn of events."

"That had culminated in him watching you play with yourself whilst thinking of his gorgeous, firm, sexy body!" Both women fell about laughing again. Joanna grabbed Diane's boobs and squished them together. "Wouldn't you want him just to rub his face in these!" And they burst out laughing again.

"I would, but, oh I don't know, yes I do, now stop your filthy mind, young lady and let's talk more about food."

The doorbell rang at seven o'clock on the dot and Dougal and his friend Bill stood on the doorstep mouths open at the gorgeous women stood before them. She wore another floral summer dress buttoned down the front and cut just above the knee, stockings, heels and some cleavage but all very tasteful. It was her form that oozed sex, beautiful curves and bosom which swished hypnotically into the kitchen with the men following close behind giggling and poking one another like teenagers.

"Here you are, a welcome drink, before you start work." She offered them both an ice-cold lemonade with a wee dash of vodka in it. "It's not very strong but very refreshing."

"Thank you, Mrs Jones." Both men said in unison.

"I've told you it's Diane, please, it makes me feel old." She said.

"Sorry, Ms... er... Diane." They both said together. She eyed both of them in shorts and 'T's', looking very handsome. And could she decern arousal starting to show? She decided to have a little tease. After all, even though she tried to deny it, her conversation with Joanna at lunch had definitely got her mind working at some deliciously naughty little thoughts. She placed her drink down and bent from the waist to have a look in the oven. She could hear the two young men prodding each other as she gradually bent over showing her large bottom and revealing more and more stocking as she bent further over.

"AH! There you are." It was another male voice but this one was older obviously Dougal's dad. she turned to see, looking over her shoulder and revealing a, now fabulous cleavage. The boys gawped as did the father but he was much more accustomed to hiding such emotions. "Aren't you going to introduce me, Dougal."

"Uh, what... oh yeah, sorry. Dad this is Mrs Jones. Mrs Jones this is my dad." Dougal spilled.

"Hello... dad. And how many times do I have to tell you its, Diane." She said standing and offering her hand to him.

"Brian, I'm sorry, my son's not quite there yet with the old introduction lark." They smiled. "Lovely place you have here. And you're going to let this reprobate loose on it!!" Brian said with a friendly chuckle.

"I'm sure it'll be fine." She assured him.

"Right, come on we need to get a crack on as I need to get home." Brian said to the boys then turned to Diane as the boys left. "And I have something I need to attend to at home." He grinned and gave Diane mischievous wink. She smiled knowingly at him.

Around nine o'clock all the unpacking had been done and Diane announced food was ready.

"I'm really sorry but we're going to have to go as it's another hour back to mine from here and I have to drop Bill off at home." He hugged his son. "See ya, fella, I hope you're very happy here." And then turned to Diane and gave another little wink. "Thank you for looking after my son and any problems don't hesitate to give me a call." And gave her a friendly peck on the cheek and passed his business card to her.

"Thanks Mrs... er... Diane." Bill said over his shoulder and they were gone.

"So, food?" She asked again.

"Yes please, Mrs... bugger. Could I have a quick wash first?" Douglas asked.

"I don't mind being called many things but Mrs Bugger will not do." They both laughed. She hoped there would be much laughter. "Now go and make yourself decent, while I prepare food. Quick!" And he trotted off.

About ten minutes later she was wondering where Dougal had got to and then remembered she still hadn't put any towels in the bathroom after her shower earlier so she grabbed one from the laundry room and took it up stairs. To her utter joy the bathroom door had crept open again, as was its want, and he was stood side on in the bath slowly stroking his lovely hard penis with water cascading over his luscious young body. She walked up to the partially open door and knocked. He spun around to see the partially open door and Diane leant provocatively against the door frame doing nothing to avert her eyes, drinking in the view and holding a towel in her hand. God! Had she seen him? He struggled to push his very stiff cock down to try and hide it as he looked down blushing for all he was worth. She broke the audible silence.

"I suppose that makes us even." She smiled the wickedest of smiles at him. "Here is your towel, I'm sorry, I forgot to put them out earlier." She held it out to him. Was she expecting him to take it off her? "Come on then." She urged politely. "I can't come to you because I will get wet and if I leave it here the towel will get wet so..." And she shook the open towel at him to come and get it. She knew she was being very naughty but she couldn't help herself, seeing him play with himself had done something to her. He shut the water off, giving her another fine view of his firm posterior, stepped from the bath, and tried to walk towards her with as much composure as he could muster. His manhood was straining for freedom from behind his hands as he walked towards her, the more he tried to supress it the more it seemed to fight back. He took the towel from her and expected her to leave, but she was rivetted to the spot, unable to move even if she wanted to!! His body was truly lovely, all smooth, young and hard. She just wanted to touch him all over. She finally managed to break away.

"Two minutes?" She asked as she turned to go back downstairs, popping the top two buttons of her dress as she walked away, she was going to have a little more fun, teasing this young man again.

"Yup." Dougal said and gently shut the door, turning to lean on it, his cock straining upwards free from the constraints of his hands. "Fuck!!" He said allowed and Diane smiled hearing him. He got dressed again struggling to put himself away because, although, he'd become more flaccid he was still fairly swollen and it didn't want to be put back in his shorts. He stuffed it, unceremoniously, into his pants and zipped up. He could feel himself straining against the material but what else could he do? So, he went back down to the kitchen hoping he'd be able to sneak in without being seen. Luckily, or unluckily, she was just fetching the food from the oven, bent over, showing her lovely arse to him again, which did nothing for his present state of affairs as is penis tried to wriggle free from his shorts, but did manage to slip behind the breakfast table without his indiscretion being seen.

"Oh, there you are, could you set the table please and grab the wine, it's in the fridge, if you'd be a love? Whilst I finish off preparing the food." He immediately noticed that two of the buttons on her dress had been undone showing a lovely amount of cleavage much as on last night, but now there was the merest hint of her purple frilly bra. 'What is she trying to do to me,' he thought and walked uncomfortably to the dresser for the plates, glasses and cutlery and the wine from the fridge.

The conversation flowed as did the laughter, they were really enjoying each other's company. They both agreed that it was going to be fun Dougal living there.

"But we'll need to fix the bathroom door." Diane said laughing.

"Oh my god, I'm sooo sorry about that!" He flushed bright red again but his penis started to stir again.

"Don't worry, as I said before it is completely natural and it is my fault for not having the door fixed or having any towels for my guest. So, it is me who should be apologising to you. Though I don't regret what I saw, you have a very nice body, Dougal, why do you not have girls dropping at your feet?"

"Thank you for the compliment, Diane, and I don't know why I haven't got a girlfriend. It's not from want of looking or trying." Dougal said rather sadly.

"Don't worry yourself, Dougal, it'll happen and before you know it, you'll be beating them off with a stick." They laughed again. "Right, I think it's time for bed you do the washing and I'll do the tidying." They cleared the kitchen in no time at all and started up to bed. "If you ablute first then give me a knock and I'll go in after. Ok?" He nodded and went to use the bathroom he didn't take long and went to Diane's room to say that he'd finished. She popped her head around the corner to say goodnight. "Goodnight." She said to Dougal aware that she was showing off her bare shoulders to him but nothing else. Little did she realise the mirror on her wardrobe was showing her knicker clad bum suspenders and no bra off to the young man stood before her. His eyes were glued to the splendid view.

"Oh, er... goodnight, Mrs... shit... Diane." And she puckered up expecting a little kiss on the cheek. Unfortunately, he was so flustered that he kissed her straight on the lips unable to take his eyes off the sight in the mirror.

"Oh, goodnight." She said, equally unexpectedly, wondering what had caught his attention. When she closed the door she turned to see that she'd exposed her naked body to him. "Well, I bet he got a thrill from that." She laughed to herself as she wrapped her silk dressing gown around herself and headed off to the bathroom. She was really enjoying the house having laughter in again and even more so that it was attached to a divine body. She had a lovely sleep dreaming of all sorts of naughty things boobs and bodies, writhing and sliding, fluidity and pinching, 'mmm, delicious' she thought as she opened her eyes.

She awoke feeling fresh and ready for the day skipped from her room completely naked before she remembered that she now had a house guest. She quickly nipped back to her room and threw on her silk dressing gown again not bothering to do it up as it instead letting it be grasped by her swaying breasts allowing her neatly trimmed bushed to be aired to the world. Her dream had her feeling all deliciously naughty.

Just then Dougal appeared at the top of the stairs all sweaty in a t-shirt and tiny shorts. How could he stay decent in those, she mused. As the tip of his rapidly inflating member appeared from the bottom of his shorts. She quickly made herself decent but blatantly not quick enough for her poor housemate who was now blocking her path to the bathroom. He, obviously hadn't realised his penis was on display, and said.

"Good morning. I didn't wake you, did I? I've just been for my morning run."

"No, you didn't but I never thought you'd be awake at this time. I get up at 6am and I never suspected any self-respecting student would be up at such an ungodly hour. But now we know why you have such a good body!!" glad of the excuse to look some more at his distending penis as he blushed. "No, go on, you'll be wanting a shower first I'll go and cook breakfast, anything you want?" She asked.

"Poached eggs on toast, please." And he turned, pulling off his top as he went.

He appeared dressed ready for Uni just as Diane was serving up eggs and avocado on toast. He couldn't believe his eyes as he watched her big, beautiful boobs gently sway as she brought him his breaky. Her dressing gown had slipped somewhat exposing a comely amount of breast to his ever-grateful eye. This brought a warm thrill to Diane's nether regions that she could turn on such a wonderful specimen such as him. She opened her gown looking as if she was going to expose herself to him, bringing a gasp from his lips only to deftly slide the opposite side of the gown under the other. This caused her breasts to squeeze together and then jiggle wonderfully as she released the tension. She was loving the effect she was having, teasing this young man, it was making her and, hopefully, him feel good.

They once again bounced into Uni which was just down the road both of them feeling joyous and full of life. Him, as he was getting to see inordinate amounts of this very sexy woman and her for the same reason. The thrill of being seen in various states of undress and arousal, it was wonderful.

Diane met up with Joanna again for lunch and proceeded to tell her all about the previous night.

"OMG! You saw his schlong!!" Joanna squealed

"SSSSHHHH! You indiscreet hussy!! You're incorrigible!" And they both burst out laughing. Just as the old women from yesterday sat down next to them.

"What's happened now?" The first old lady enquired conspiratorially, leaning over to get the gossip, eager to hear the news.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you!" Joanna blurted out.

"Oh, Mavis and I have been around a while and tend to believe most things, especially when it comes to young cock." The four women exploded into laughter and the rudeness of the old woman. "Mavis and I haven't seen young male flesh for quite a few years now but we have very good imaginations, don't we Mavis."

"Oh, Beryl, I can imagine almost anything, given the right stimulus." And with that Diane leant over and told the two women all about last night and this morning. There was much sniggering and tittering from the four women and they eventually pushed their tables together and properly introduced themselves. It looked like the women were going to become firm friends.

Meanwhile, at work Dougal was having a similar time with Gill who was trying to drag information from him, in the storeroom as they exchanged tops again.

"What do you mean she walked in on you? What do you mean you walked in on her? What do you mean she's got great tits?" And she took her top off again baring her majestic orbs to Dougal. "Better than these?" He couldn't believe his luck, last week he'd never seen a real live pair of boobs and now he'd seen a whole naked woman and two pairs of the best boobs ever!! What was going on? He stared at Gill's chest, they were truly wonderful and her piercings really were something to behold.

"They're different, aren't they?" He asked. "More dangly than last week. They look great!" He exclaimed.

"Well noticed, Dougal, yes, I bought them yesterday. Come on give me my top I can't stay like this all day!" She smiled at him gawping her boobs, she usually hated men staring at her chest but he was so innocent and lovely she didn't really mind. It also amused her that his trousers were starting to tent and he had quite a nice packet. She swung her chest from side to side watching his eyes follow her swaying boobs. She laughed. "Men!! Now give me my top." He started to disrobe.

"Don't they hurt?" He asked.

"No not really, well not any more, it hurts like fuck having it done but now it makes them more sensitive. Try." And she pulled her shear bra down and offered them to him. "Go on they won't bite." Douglas, tentatively reached out and pulled on the dangly jewellery. As he pulled, he noticed that the nipples immediately distended and her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she shivered. And she let out a little moan. "Mmmm, that feels good." She told him and he pulled a bit more. "Mmmmm, ooh, mmm, I think that's enough for now." And as he let go, she gave a sharp intake of breath and he noticed a little jingle.

"Oh, wow, they have bells in." He was amazed as he watched her slip her boobs back into their bra and cover them up with her clean t-shirt.

"I know, I thought it would be funny when I'm having sex." She explained, and for the rest of the afternoon he would look at her every time there was a little jingle and they would both giggle and shout, "coming!" which nobody seemed to get which made them laugh even more.

He headed out for his evening run when he arrived home again to an empty house he decided to go and have a look at the garden. It was expansive for a town house and there was enough garden so the hedges wouldn't obscure the sun in the evening. It was higher than the houses round so the low hedges offered discretion from prying eyes yet afforded amazing views across the city. He sat up on the decking at the far end of the pool thinking it was a great place to get some work done and catch some of the late summer sun. As he got on with some work the sun started to go down and the last of the rays caught that end of the garden beautifully. He really had lucked out!! It was then he noticed the bathroom light flick on and his landlady stripping her clothes off. 'God, she has an amazing body' he thought to himself as he started watching her soak her skin and then lather herself up. He knew he shouldn't really be watching her but he couldn't resist. He suddenly realised why Diane had been looking at him so funnily this morning as he reached down to his cock, he realised it was sticking out of the bottom of his shorts. OMG he'd flashed her again this morning, how many times was that he'd shown her his cock in only four days!! He looked back up to the bathroom and she was now, quite blatantly playing with herself. She was leaning against the shower pole with her hand frantically rubbing her pussy, similar to him shortly before he caught her. Should he go and offer her a towel. He smiled to himself as he rubbed his cock to full hardness sticking out from under his shorts. Her other hand now reached up and tweaked one of her magnificent nipples, which he could see from here, were fully distended or at least he imagined they were.

She started to rise up and down as she frigged herself into ecstasy as he slowly rode his hand up and down his shaft in time to this wonderous wenches ministrations, wanking for his sole pleasure. He was going to come any second. Suddenly, she collapsed into the bath with an audible crash, even from here. Quickly, he dashed into the house and up the stairs, sure enough the bathroom door was open and there she was, sprawled in heap under the water.