Fashion is our Name - Part 5 - Helen Becomes More Than a Nanny
Chapter 12 - Another Story in the Woods
Downstairs at the Inn, after the incredible night with Anne and the other women, I made a fire to warm up the lounge, and got out children's games from the cabinet. They came running from the kitchen with Anne still trying to wipe their faces.
"William and James, this is my friend Adrian. He will show you some of the games they have here at the Inn." Her eyes pleaded with me, and I gestured her back to the kitchen. I asked them how to keep their names straight and they said people couldn't do it. I picked up a flow pen and asked them to put their first initial on the back of one hand. Then I whispered to them that it was really a trick, because any time they wanted, they could just switch the initials. They laughed and shouted and said, "A trick, a trick!"
Checkers was still over their head, but a children's version of Monopoly was a great hit. We did two full games before I rolled over and played dead. William ran in the other room, "Poor Adrian, he is dead."
Mary came and prodded me with her toe. I groaned. She said to the boys, "He is not dead. He needs to lead a short walk with you. Let's find your jackets and shoes. Adrian, get ready. You will be doing this with your own boys all too soon." She grinned down at me and I cried.
I was at the door when a vision in fleece pants and jacket, with the blond hair tied up, appeared next to me. In my ear, "Do you need an instant wife and two cute kids?"
I wrapped her in my arms and twirled us. "What are you doing with mommy, Adrian?"
"Your mom is a very nice person and we are just having happy time."
Mary and Anne repeated, "Happy time." They gave me the look that spells trouble for a man.
The boys went shouting down the street until we caught up and said many people were still sleeping and keep it down. We strolled in the slanting morning sun while the boys kept finding exciting new things to exclaim over. Down one lane at the edge of the village was a small pasture with several cows. William said they had never seen a real cow before. Anne was nudging me and tickling my ribs and being a girl again.
I whispered in her ear, "Ask Molly about her secret place in the forest, and perhaps we can go there when the twins nap."
"And a story?"
"Yes."
She held my hand, and we each took one of the boy's hands, and made our way back to the Inn. Nicole and Inish were standing on the front stoop smiling at us. "Adrian, you seem to have acquired a family."
Anne went up and whispered something, which made all three laugh heartily.
I made excuses and went to change into my work clothes. There were several dirty chores to take care of and two bathrooms that had problems. It wasn't long before there was a figure at my side, dressed in borrowed work jeans and striped shirt. She nudged me and asked, "Do girlfriends get to help?"
"You are making yourself very comfortable with us. Are we compatible with your lifestyle?"
The whisper was soft and loving. "I hope so, you all have made me so welcome I can hardly stand it. And that thing of yours is making me tingle all the time."
We worked together until noon. The boys were handed from woman to woman, laughing and shrieking, and being very well behaved. Anne and I sipped coffee with arms around each other, watching. "They are never this good at home. The Inn lets some of that energy loose."
She said, "I talked to Molly. You were very naughty. She said she never had sex that good before. I'm curious what you will do to me in that secret place." Her hand squeezed my waist.
After lunch, the twins faded quickly, and Molly brought out a sack of treats and showed Anne where the bikes were. I took the folded blanket in my basket and we were off. My blond companion was still living her girlhood and looked at me with eyes full of promise. An ordinary guy would have fainted.
We were seated on the blanket. My back was against a large oak, and Anne was across my lap with my hand clasped to her bosom. Rays of sun fell on the leafy ground around us and the only sounds were small bird calls.
"Adrian, when I really was eighteen, I think I only had a picnic with a boy once. We were cousins, and he was two years older and had a terrible reputation for hands being where they shouldn't. I was so tense, I almost wet my knickers the whole time."
I leaned down and stole a quiet kiss. "Your knickers are dry?"
"No, but not for that reason." Her smile was soft and her eyes closed. "Tell me a story."
"Molly told you about Heidi and her lover Roland, who found this secret glen in the forest for their loving. One day, when they got back to her house, Heidi swore her older sister, who was home from school, to secrecy, saying she was sure Roland was going to marry her and they would live happily ever after.
"The sister, Maryann, had recently broken up with a long time boyfriend, and thought guys were nothing but trouble. But she saw the love in Heidi's face, and hugged her with a warm kiss. 'Heidi dear, I am sure Roland will be a good man for you, but school comes first. You must finish, or starve with your babies when there is no work without a degree.'
"Heidi's girl parts were still juicy from Roland's sperm and she wiggled about. Maryann saw this and laughed and sent her to the showers. And, on a sudden impulse, called Timothy, who had been her high school friend and taken her the first time when they had too much to drink at a party. Maryann needed sex, since she got it everyday with her ex-boyfriend, and it excited her to see her sister so happy and dripping.
"Timothy was just back from work and asked Maryann to dinner. They went to a place down by the water and had the battered fish and a large beer. Tim was big and strong and bold. 'Maryann, do you have a man to keep you happy these days?'
"They were almost finished and she held his hand and asked to go somewhere they could talk."
Anne's dress had slipped down from her knees to gather at her waist, showing the deep red, high cut briefs that barely covered important parts. Her fingers ran softly up and down the middle of her sex. My hand was inside the blouse on curvy bare flesh. I rubbed and pinched the very stiff nipple.
"Timothy had an old fashioned car he had fixed up. There was a bench seat and she sat very close to him and his arm went around her. They drove out to his family's farm and into the woods on a narrow track. He asked, 'Is this a private enough place to talk?'
"She lay back on the seat and said, 'All men are trouble.'
"He looked at her with stern eyes and said, 'What has happened to you?' His hands were under her skirt, discovering that she wore no briefs.
"Lying there, knowing that Tim could do anything he wanted, she realized that her ex-lover had left because she tried to control him. 'I was a bad girl and was nasty to my boyfriend at school.'
"His fingers were probing at her sex and she gushed on him, the moisture running on his fingers and on her thighs. He said, very deliberately, 'You are a needy bad girl, is that it?' His rough callused middle finger was rubbing way way up into her cunt and her hips were bucking up at him."
Anne's fingers had pushed her pretty briefs to her knees and Adrian had his middle finger in her. She bucked at him just the way Maryann was writhing under Tim's hand.
"He said, 'You must be punished. Get out of the car and take off that dress.'
"He came to her side of the car and wrapped his big arms around her nakedness. She resisted, twisting and laughing and trying to get away. He was too strong, and bent her over the hood. One hand was on her back and the other began spanking her pretty behind. She cried out, but he said, 'Be still. You know you must be punished for mistreating your boyfriend.' The spanking continued and she began to cry and wail. 'No, no, please stop. It hurts so much. Please stop. I promise not to do it again.'
"Her muscular ass was completely red from top to bottom, but still he kept on. Finally, she broke down in total collapse and fainted."
