(Conclusion)
Susie heard Jenny's shout just as the front doorbell rang. She smiled in recognition of her friend's exuberance as she went to her door.
Susie had dressed down a little for this momentous meeting although all she could actually think about was Craig's beautiful cock. She was wearing a white button through blouse with a knee length navy blue skirt. She also had on a flimsy white bra that could be seen through her blouse and (unseen) a pair of practical white panties.
She thought she knew who was going to be behind the door but she did have a peek through her security peephole before opening the door. That didn't help, as all she could see was a mountain of flowers obscuring her view of the caller. Ah well, it might just be the florist!
She opened the door a crack.
"Yes?"
"Miss Susie Farmiloe? I have a delivery for Miss Susie Farmiloe."
The voice was unfamiliar. Could it be Craig or was it him playing a joke on her? Jim had told him where she was but he was stringing out her agony.
"Thank you, I'm Susie Farmiloe," she said. "Is there a card? Do I have to sign anything?"
"No, all you have to do is kiss the delivery man," boomed Craig as he removed the flowers from in front of his face with a flourish. His lips were puckered in expectation of the kiss.
Quick as a flash, Susie pecked the offered lips, grabbed the flowers and slammed the door with a giggle.
The doorbell rang again!
"Sorry Miss," said Craig in his best deadpan voice. "There was a message as well."
"What was it?"
"The gentleman said to tell you that he loves you and, er, well, will you marry him?"
Susie squealed and pulled Craig in through the door and enveloped him in her arms as she flung them around Craig's neck.
Craig gathered Susie to him and hugged her tight. He was fully aware of what he had just said to Susie and felt strangely elated that he didn't regret his impulse at all. He had had no idea that he was going to say that when she had opened the door.
Eventually Susie dragged Craig through to the sitting room, offering him everything from tea to brandy with bacon and eggs thrown in! He laughed and took her hands.
"Darling Susie, if only you knew the trouble I've been to trying to track you down. All I want is to see you and hold you and never let you out of my sight again."
"I've been keeping track of your fucking movements," laughed Susie. She was beginning to take control of her emotions again. "I've had Jenny Jones, my parents, my gardener Jim and his girlfriend Mandy reporting your every move to me!"
"Every move?"
"Well, almost," giggled Susie. "I may have to check you over to see if any of them have damaged you. By the way, one of my spy's is having a good time with my gardener right now. Look!"
Craig stood and looked out of the window all the way through the garden to the narrow gap in the hedge and on into the yard. All he could see was the back of a naked man that he vaguely recognised as Jim. He could also make out that Jim's arse was flexing as he thrust forward but of a woman there was no sign. Susie giggled again.
"Doesn't he look funny? You can't see Jenny at all, can you? You know Jenny; you went into the hair salon in London to ask her where I was. She creamed her panties talking to you while telling you that she didn't know where I was. All the time she knew that she was coming here this week!"
"The little bitch," growled Craig as he pulled Susie to him as they watched. He pushed his growing cock against her soft buttocks as he put his arms around her. "She wasted my valuable time! I'd like to give her ass a good tanning!"
"Maybe that can be arranged, my darling," said Susie as she firmly placed Craig's big hands on her breasts and ground her soft bottom into his crotch. "But I've got first claim on all of you, including your hands!"
They continued to watch the copulating couple until suddenly Jenny's arms appeared round Jim's neck and her legs around his waist. Jim turned around, showing Jenny's rounded body pistoning up and down a wet shaft. The couple then stopped with Jenny eventually slipping down to her knees in front of Jim as she took his softening cock into his mouth.
"Do that to me please Craig darling. I'm so horny. I've not had sex since our night together in Hollywood. My pussy seems to have closed up through lack of use."
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"First fuck satisfactorily completed," smiled Jenny happily as she let Jim's prick slip from her mouth. "Did you like that darling?"
"Fuckin' Hell yes!" growled Jim as he lifted the naked Jenny to her feet. "What shall we do next?"
Jenny kissed him. "Well, we can't go into the cottage today, can we? I like open air fucks but at some point can we go to your place and do it there? I would prefer an arse fuck to be indoors I think."
"Let's take a little trip in the pick-up," said Jim. "I've got one or two jobs to do but they won't take long. We can have a coffee somewhere by which time I should have got my strength up again."
"OK," said Jenny, "I wish I'd put more clothes on though, especially a pair of panties."
"You'll do fine," said Jim. "I like my women to be readily available, so to speak. Get in and keep your skirt well up round your waist."
"Great," giggled Jenny. "I always wanted to get diddled as my guy was driving me along and, er, Jim?"
"Yeah?" said Jim as he stowed his big fat prick away in his jeans; he hadn't bothered to put his pants on.
"Next time you want a piss will you do it on me? I want to feel your hot piss on my titties and on my snatch. Will you do it for me? I'll get us a hotel room if you want."
"Fuckin' Hell Jenny; you're a turn on and no mistake. You're making my cock rise again already! I think I'll piss on you straight after your arse fuck. We'll do both of those outside then we can go back to my place for a shower and possibly another fuck!"
They got into the pick up and Jim turned it around and headed down the entry to the lane. Jim had one finger deep in Jenny's juicy cummy cunt while she was playing with his cock as it protruded from his fly.
