Langley Circle Formation

Author's note: The following is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts and is intended for adults only. All people, places, and events are a product of my imagination and any characters described as engaging in sexual acts are over the age of eighteen. Thank you for reading. All feedback is greatly appreciated.

Thanks for sticking around for the next instalment. Aside from sex between step relations, there is little that might trigger those with a snowflake disposition in this episode.

Previously on Langley Circle... Josh stepped up and made his feelings towards his step-mum clear, staking his claim and forcing a comical duel with Dean that he subsequently won. After the celebrations are done though, how will things develop in the cold light of day?

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Season Two, Episode Four

"Thanks mum, that cottage pie was your best yet," Josh said, patting his stomach. He frowned; he'd called her mum again.

Trudy smiled warmly from where she sat on the opposite side of the small kitchen table. As usual, she was looking utterly gorgeous. After getting in from work, she'd disappeared upstairs, reappearing half an hour later having showered, wearing silk pyjamas, her hair down and flowing loosely around her face. She seemed very happy, and that made Josh happy; it also made him horny.

He still couldn't quite get his head around the fact that his long-held fantasy regarding his step-mum had actually come true last night. Having sex with the woman he'd been dreaming about for nearly a decade had been mind-blowing in itself, but Nicky being just as excited to join in the fun was the cherry on an already very well iced and lavishly decorated cake. He'd lost count of how many orgasms they had collectively racked up; it had been the early hours of the morning when they'd finally called it a night, mainly due to exhaustion. Despite yesterday, and indeed the whole weekend having felt like a dream, come Monday morning Trudy had to be at work and Nicky and Josh both had school. Reluctantly, they'd curtailed their steamy fun and snuggled up for a few hours kip. Lying on his back with the two women cuddling into him, it had taken Josh a long time to drift off to sleep; there were far too many interesting naked body parts pressing against him.

Staying focussed during the course of the school day had been difficult, and the only reason he felt refreshed now was because he'd crashed for a few hours before dinner.

Trudy giggled softly. "You seem to find it difficult to stop calling me mum."

"Yeah sorry about that."

Trudy shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat."

Josh frowned. "Er... what?"

Trudy barked a laugh, a sound that warmed his heart. "If you get off on having sex with your step-mum, fine by me," she said with a mischievous smirk.

Josh opened his mouth to protest, but hesitated. That did actually turn him on. Besides, he was in charge, wasn't he? He could feel how he wanted, talk how he wanted. He shrugged and returned her smirk with one of his own.

"Regardless, the cottage pie was still delicious."

"Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it." Trudy stood and leaned over to collect his plate, keeping her eyes fixed on his.

Josh maintained the eye contact for all of about a second, before letting his gaze fall to her chest. He sighed with contentment as he leaned back, openly enjoying the view down the front of her top. Her magnificent breasts swung gently, free from the constraints of a bra, creating a pleasurable stirring between his legs.

Trudy finally turned away to take the plates to the sink, smiling flirtatiously back over her shoulder at him. Not for the first time today, Josh thought he might possibly be the luckiest man in the world; he probably shouldn't take that for granted.

"Leave the dishes, I'll do them."

"Its fine--"

"I said leave them," he reiterated, firming his tone.

Trudy turned to stare at him for a long moment, but he remained resolute, trying to project an air of dominance. "You go and put your feet up."

Trudy beamed. "If you're sure. I really don't mind doing it."

"I'm sure," Josh said simply.

"Thank you," Trudy said, then flicked her eyes to the side. "Anything you say."

The stirring grew stronger. Her reaction to his words was such a turn on. The power he had over her was utterly intoxicating. True, it was a power that she was knowingly granting him, but the power was his nonetheless.

She approached, bending to touch her lips to his cheek. "You're very considerate."

His eyes slowly dropped to her chest again, drinking in the acres of creamy cleavage on display. She shook her upper body, sending the entire impressive resort of Mount Trudy into a jiggling flesh-quake.

Josh wrenched his eyes up to her smiling face and grinned. "Off you go, I won't be long."

Trudy turned away, and Josh couldn't resist landing a playful slap on her backside, receiving another melodious giggle in return.

*** *** ***

Josh stood in the doorway, drying his hands and gazing affectionately at Trudy, who was sprawled out on the sofa reading a book, her feet propped up on the leather footstool.

"I see you took my advice."

She turned to him with a wry smile. "I considered it more a command."

He crossed the room and lowered to the footstool, lifting her feet into his lap. Cradling one foot, he began gently massaging, although he didn't have a clue what he was doing. He was surprised how rough and hard her sole was as opposed to the supple soft skin on the top of her foot.

"Oh my god," Trudy said with a grin. "That's heavenly."

"Tough day at work?" Josh rubbed his thumbs along the base of her foot, working the muscles as hard as he dared.

"Yeah, I was on my feet a lot; I had a bunch of off-site meetings." She let out a moan of pleasure that both warmed his heart, and stirred his dick back out from its slumber.

"Were you well behaved?"

She frowned. "How do you mean?"

Josh licked his lips and swallowed, summoning his courage. "I mean, did you act politely and appropriately at all times?"

A soft pink blush rose to Trudy's face. "Oh I see. Yes I was a model employee today."

"Shame," Josh mumbled. He'd hoped she might need disciplining again. With their new understanding, he could probably just do it, but he was nervous about making a mistake, or being rejected.

"Your helpful adjustment from last week was still fresh in my mind," she replied, lowering her eyes. The blush deepening as she added, "master."

His breath hitched, and his cock jerked so violently, she surely must have noticed. He swallowed hard as he switched to the other foot and began massaging around the heel and ankle.

"Mmm... I do so love a good foot rub."

He smiled fondly at her and tried to focus on his technique, but it was difficult with her other foot gently flexing and rubbing on his stiffening cock.

"I'm feeling a little under the weather today actually." He inwardly winced at his terrible non-sequitur. Hopefully Trudy would get the not-so-subtle hint.

"Really honey? What's up," she replied with genuine concern.

Josh pursed his lips. "Um... nothing specific, just feeling a bit off." A savage heat rose to his cheeks as he continued, "Er... a nurse could probably work out what was wrong, If only there was one here." He turned to stare at the wall, unable to meet her gaze. That had been so cheesy.

"I see," Trudy said softly, her tone suggesting she now knew exactly what he was hinting at. "Perhaps I should go and see if I can find a nurse for you. How does that sound?"

He turned back to face her, his stomach lurching into his mouth. He tried not to babble like a buffoon as he replied. "Um... yes, I'd like... I mean I think that might be best."

She held his gaze, her eyes shining pools of green magic, twinkling and sparkling with a thousand moments of suggested pleasure all for him. The moment was destroyed by the sound of her phone ringing. She maintained eye contact and raised one eyebrow questioningly. He considered her gesture; apparently, it was up to him to decide if she should answer. He could be patient for a little longer, couldn't he? He nodded softly, bending to kiss her big toe before standing and stepping out of the room.

After fetching a glass of water from the kitchen, he paused in the doorway as Trudy was still on the phone.

"Me too, it was a lot of fun," she said with a laugh. Josh knew that laugh; it wasn't a polite fake one, but a fully genuine laugh. "I know, right?" She listened for a few moments, then her voice turned hesitant and serious. "Er really? When were you thinking?" Another pause. "Yes, why not. I'd really like that actually. Tomorrow evening would be fine. Yep I can be ready at 7."

Tomorrow night at seven, for what? Had she just arranged to meet someone tomorrow? That would be... a date? His eyes bulged, his previous good mood slipping away. A date? Why was she arranging a date?

"I look forward to it, See you then," Trudy said in a chirpy voice as she ended the call. She clapped her hands together and let out an excited squeal.

Josh took a deep breath as he walked into the room. "Everything ok?"

Trudy turned to him and smiled broadly. "Yeah, more than ok actually. That was Dave, the parker's neighbour. He's asked me out to dinner tomorrow. Isn't that fantastic?"

Josh found it hard to breathe, let alone form words. He covered his awkwardness by taking a sip of his drink before puffing out his cheeks and forcing a weak smile. "Oh yeah, that's good."

Trudy's expression faltered, but she recovered quickly. "Yeah he apologized for not calling me yesterday, but he was helping his niece with something. He sounded really keen to see me again. Yay!" She balled her fists and performed a restrained victory jiggle.

"That's great." He was actually finding it difficult to be happy for her at all. "Anyway, I'm gonna go lie down, not feeling too good." He lamely patted his stomach in a feeble attempt to communicate feeling sick.

"Oh yeah," Trudy seemed to re-focus, smiling excitedly. "You go lie down and I'll see if I can find that nurse."

Josh averted his eyes. "Funny thing is, I'm actually not feeling too good all of a sudden. So just gonna lie down, maybe take a nap."

"Oh." Trudy's face fell. "Umm... everything alright?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just you know." He patted his tummy again, before shuffling out of the room.

"Josh, is something wrong?" she called after him.

He didn't answer, but headed for the stairs, desperate to get away before he said something he might regret. He needed time to process this. She was going on a date, but she still wanted him, right? So what did that mean? He was confused, and he had to admit, filled with jealousy.

"Josh?"

"I'll be fine," he said darkly and rushed up the stairs.

*** *** ***

Josh was still awake when the soft knock came. He wasn't sure how long it had been since he'd stormed up the stairs. An hour? Maybe two? He'd spent the time hiding under the duvet, consumed by feelings of anger, jealousy and confusion. His rational side could explain everything away. Trudy was her own person, and could do exactly what she liked; it was ultimately none of his business. The problem was, the irrational part of his brain was in control and it had him spiralling in a dark mood of negative thoughts.

The knock came again, bringing with it another stab of anger. He really didn't want to see Trudy right now, not before he had worked through these dark thoughts. He was about to voice as much when the door opened and light spilled into the room. He groaned and burrowed further beneath the covers.

"Mr. Dickinson, I am night nurse Trudy. Sister tells me you have been moping around for the last few hours, and we can't have that at all."

Josh blinked open his eyes, but remained otherwise paralysed in his bed, as "Nurse Trudy" bustled into the room and began fussing around. A tray holding a mug of tea entered his vision and was placed on the bedside table as a slender arm reached out and flicked on the light.

He finally gave in and jerked his head out from under the covers, to be greeted by the sight of Trudy's chest, bulging out of the open top of her ridiculously short uniform. The shiny zip had been pulled down to her sternum, and the garment was stretched in a wide v under the relentless pressure of her enormous breasts. Despite his foul mood, Josh's cock twitched and began to stiffen at the sight of her heaving cleavage mere inches from his face.

"There we go; a nice cup of tea, and let's get you sitting up," Trudy said in a soft, but insistent voice. Before Josh could answer, she turned away and began doing something else out of sight. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes blearily to see Trudy picking up his clothes from where he had carelessly dropped them.

"Let's get this place tidied up. It wouldn't do for sister to find the room in such a state; we'd both be in trouble." As she spoke, she turned away and bent to pick up a sock. Josh smirked as her nurse's uniform rose up, exposing the swell of her delectable bare bum cheeks. She bent further, and Josh gasped as the pale pink lips of her pussy peeked between her firm thighs. Excitement surged into him, tempered somewhat by the wall of seething jealousy that still lurked within.

"Look Trudy, I'm not really feeling--"

"That's why I'm here," Trudy said straightening up and turning to face him. She tugged the uniform, a tunic style garment with short sleeves and a single zip running all the way from neck to hemline, down over her arse with a wiggle that made his eyes bulge at the obscene boob wobbling it caused. Even pulled fully down, the dress barely reached mid-thigh, and below that, it was smooth shapely bare legs all the way down to her white trainers. Josh swallowed hard, slowly dragging his eyes back up to her face. She was staring back at him, with a pleasant but business like expression, her hair pinned up and crowned with a small white cap marked with a red cross. The entire outfit was absurd, not a little subtle, and ball-achingly sexy on her.

"Drink your tea Mr. Dickinson, while I check your chart; sister said there were some test results missing."

He realised he was gawping at her, and jerked to his left to pick up the mug of tea. He took a sip, the hot and sweet liquid helping to sharpen his senses somewhat.

"Good, now let's get you sitting up properly. Lean forward please." As he did so, she leant over, reaching around to plump his pillows. His face was instantly immersed in her cleavage, the intoxicating smell of her perfume tingling his senses as the warm flesh lightly caressed his face. She bent further, and it went dark and quiet as his face descended deeper between her magnificent breasts. His heart beat faster, his cock hardened, his previous dark mood all but forgotten.

Trudy pushed him gently back onto the pillow, and he let out a breath he didn't realised he'd been holding as his hearing and eyesight returned abruptly. She perched on the edge of the bed, retrieved a clipboard from god-knows-where and began scanning it.

"Let's see now. Blood pressure, pulse, urine, stool, blood, that's all fine. Wait, temperature is missing; well that's easily rectified." She produced a thermometer from some unseen fold of her dress and popped it under his tongue, an action made all the easier as he was still gawping like a fish.

"How are you feeling otherwise?"

Josh shrugged. "Mfff mk."

"Good," Trudy replied with a small smile. "That's very good."

"Did you pass water and move your bowels today?"

Josh was tempted to make a quip along the lines of always taking his bowels with him when he crossed over the river, but the thermometer protruding from his mouth made talking difficult. He opted for a lazy nod as he stared deep into her cleavage.

"Mr. Dickinson, my eyes are up here," Trudy said in a playful but stern voice.

Josh looked up and was once more mesmerized by her twin pools of green loveliness.

"Yur fery pwetty." He mumbled.

"Hmm, you seem to be having some trouble with your speech. Oh wait, silly me. I forgot about that." She reached over and pulled out the thermometer, glanced at it and made a note on her clipboard. "That seems fine. So, I think we're all done." She glanced back over the list as she stood up.

Josh frowned; was that it? Was this all a tease? Surely not.

"Hang on. Actually, there is one last thing. Hmm... I'm not sure I can do this one though," Trudy said, throwing him a sideways smirk.

"What's that?" Josh said reaching over to take another sip of tea.

"We need a semen sample," Trudy said matter-of-factly.

Josh coughed, spurting tea back into the mug, splashes overflowing onto the duvet.

Trudy grabbed a tissue, handing it to Josh. "Careful now. Are you having trouble swallowing?"

"A little, yes," spluttered Josh.

"Hmm, I never have problems swallowing," Trudy said, and fixed him with a smouldering stare that sent fire to his groin. "Never!"

"Umm... that's... good. So, Er... about this sample?"

Trudy instantly switched back into efficient nurse mode. "Yes, the semen sample. Normally you would do that yourself; we have a room set aside for that with magazines and er... things, but you can't leave the ward at this time of night, so we'll have to do it here." She turned away and retrieved something from his desk. "If you could just sit sideways on the bed with your back against the wall please."

Josh did as requested, getting comfortable with a couple of pillows behind him.

Trudy turned back to him and placed a small cup on the bedside table. "Remove the duvet Mr. Dickinson. I am sure if we are sensible, we can get this done quickly and easily."

Josh pulled the duvet to one side, revealing his naked body; his hard dick sprang to attention, a drop of pre-cum already visible on the tip.

Trudy froze, staring down at his member, her mouth hanging open. "Very nice... I mean very good, that will save us some time." Trudy eventually stopped staring and turned to retrieve a pair of latex gloves, which she pulled slowly on while returning her gaze to his cock. Gloves on, she knelt down between his legs and leant forward, her ample chest resting on the edge of the bed.

"I'm afraid I don't have any magazines, but perhaps I can offer you something else pleasant to look at," she said as she pulled the zip lower, parting the dress even further. She wriggled around and eased out her heavy breasts, revealing her hard rosy pink nipples. Josh grunted his approval as he clutched at the bedsheets, fighting the urge to reach out and grab her.

Trudy looked up at him. "I hope you realise I don't normally do this, but if this sample isn't taken tonight, then sister will write me up; it should have been done days ago. That's why I am making a special exception for you. Plus you are such a good patient and have such a nice... Umm... Anyway, just relax and I'll be as quick as possible."

"Take your time," Josh said with a smirk.

Trudy's lips wormed, stifling a smile as she reached out a gloved hand to wrap her fingers gently around his throbbing cock. At the touch of the latex, his manhood twitched and they both gasped. Their eyes met briefly, before Trudy licked her lips and returned her attention to his dick, beginning to slide his foreskin up and down slowly.

"How is this Mr. Dickinson? I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"No Nurse, it feels fine." It felt better than fine, it felt fucking amazing. As Trudy's firm but relaxed grip moved up and down his shaft, the smooth texture of the latex sent tingling sensations through his body. With each ponderous stroke, it was as if his entire world revolved around the sensations in his penis. Everything centred on that one small part of his body, and it was exquisite.

Josh stared transfixed at her hand as it travelled up and down the length of his shaft, the sight framed by her pretty face and the backdrop of her enormous tits. He said nothing, feeling it wasn't needed. The sexual energy between them was increasing by the second, and yet they were both happy to experience the moment in silence.