Sarah watched as Diana walked over to Steve and whispered in his ear. They both left the room and went outside, Sarah waited a few minutes and followed them out.
She walked quietly to the tack room, and peeped in through the small window.
Diana was talking to Steve and then was kissing him.
Steve was enjoying himself; he loved music and had always wanted to be a DJ.
He was just selecting the next record, when Diana came up to him and asked him to follow her outside.
They had both been drinking, and he was hoping that this could be fun.
She took him into a room that was full of horse stuff; it smelt quite nice in a leathery sort of way.
There was a chair in the corner, and she asked him to sit down.
'I would like to thank you Steeve, for this wonderful present.
This is the first and only present that I have ever had, and I will treasure it always.
You are a very nice man, I knew that if you were Jonnys friend you would be nice, but you are even nicer than I imagined.'
Steve was listening carefully, her Italian accent sounded strange in his ears.
'I want to thank you for your kindness to a poor servant girl,' said Diana undoing the buttons that held her summer dress closed.
Steve saw what she was doing, and the gentleman in him should have told her to stop.
His cock however told him to shut the fuck up, and see what transpired.
Diana felt very strange; she liked Steeve and would have fucked him without a second thought.
She owned very little in this world except her body, and tended to use it to pay for what she wanted in this life.
She relished his eyes on her as she unfastened her dress.
She was wearing bra and knickers, so she wasn't naked as the dress slipped to the floor of the tack room.
She sat on his lap and kissed him slowly, using her tongue as she had been taught over the years to inflame him.
Steve's erection was getting painful, as he found himself with a semi naked woman sitting on it.
His hands went to her heavy breasts; that he had admired when she was running across the car park towards him.
She reached behind herself, and released her breasts from the confines of her bra.
They spilled out in front of his face, large and firm.
He was stunned at the size of her nipples; they were the size of his thumbs.
His basic animal instinct was to suckle on them, and she closed her eyes in pleasure as his mouth encompassed her nipple and he sucked hard on it.
Steve was a tit man and he was in heaven, he buried his face between her large breasts and kissed as much of them as he could.
Diana could feel his hard cock digging into her arse; she really wanted to bend over for him so he could fuck her juicy cunt.
Sarah had forbidden this, so Diana stood up and pulled down her panties in front of Steve's incredulous eyes.
He had a perfect view of her naked hairy cunt; he had once seen something similar in a girlie magazine.
Diana was so hairy that it was as if she was still wearing her panties.
Her hairs covered her cunt and ran up to her belly button.
Sarah stood outside in the dark, looking at her slave perform as ordered.
She saw Steve stand up and hold Diana in his arms, as she stood naked in front of him.
She saw Diana's hands freeing his cock, until it jutted out aggressively from his trousers.
After kissing him passionately on the mouth Diana slipped down to her knees in front him.
Sarah heard him gasp in pleasure as Diana's mouth closed on his throbbing cock.
He groaned out loud as she sucked him hard, running her mouth up and down his quivering shaft.
'Fuck me Diana, this is fantastic, I have never been so turned on by a girl in my life,' he gasped as waves of pleasure ran through his body.
Sarah watched as Diana played with his heavy balls, as she sucked on his cock.
Diana had sucked men off hundreds of times; she was an expert at cock sucking.
She felt when Steve was going to squirt his cum into her mouth.
As he moaned in his orgasm she removed her mouth from his spurting knob, and directed his jets of hot cum between her large sweaty breasts. She gently rubbed his shaft, milking him of every drop of cum until he had to sit down on the chair again as his legs gave way.
'Did you enjoy Diana Steeve?' she asked, as she got dressed.
'Good God, did I enjoy that? I'll fucking say so; I have never been sucked like that before.
You sucked the cum right out of my balls Diana, thank you so much.'
Outside in the dark, Sarah had been rubbing her clit as she watched Steve squirt his cum over Diana's tits.
As Steve groaned in orgasmic pleasure, so Sarah orgasmed in her knickers, as she watched his jets of cum splatter between her slaves breasts.
Diana made no attempt to clean his cum from her body, but led him by the hand back into the house.
Sarah leant exhausted against the wall of the tack room, her knickers were soaked in her own cum.
She shakily pulled them off, and used them to wipe between her legs.
She left them on the grass to be picked up tomorrow, and stumbled slowly back to the house.
She was buzzing with power, and by the time she walked back into the room she was at her most confident and urbane.
Steve and Diana were now definitely a couple, their entire body language had changed and they were constantly touching each other.
Doreen had been steadily drinking, and Sam had realised that his wife was a happy drunk.
The drink released her from her inhibitions, and she became the happy young girl she once was years ago.
Sam eventually asked Sarah, if Doreen could lie down on one of her beds until her head cleared a bit.
Sarah showed him a spare bed and Sam settled her down, kissing her face before turning off the light and rejoining the party.
Sarah called Diana into the kitchen.
'Have you been a good girl Diana?'
'Yes miss.'
'Show me.'
Diana opened the front of her dress, and showed Sarah her cleavage. Steve's cum was still beaded on her breasts.
Sarah rubbed her finger in it and put it into her mouth, his cum tasted salty.
She bent her head down between Diana's breasts, and licked them clean.
'Well done Diana, I just have one more task for you tonight, then I release you to do what you will until the morning.'
Sarah whispered in Diana's ear, and then went to rejoin the party.
Doreen was still happily pissed as a newt; she was floating in and out of a drunken doze.
She could hear the party going on downstairs, and was humming along to the music.
She felt the bedroom door open and close, and someone crawled onto the bed with her.
Sarah had put the light out, so even when Doreen opened her eyes she couldn't make out who had joined her.
Only when a hand slid up her leg, and worked its way into her knickers did she guess it was Sam.
