This story is a complete fantasy. There is no underage sex or cruelty.
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It had reached the stage in my own house where things were very much under my own control and it was really satisfactory. Derek was still unable to speak to me frankly about what I was doing to him, as it embarrassed him. Nevertheless he was constantly grateful to me and I had certainly rid our marriage of the 'all lights out' nonsense.
Whenever I chose to masturbate him, I did. It always seemed more exciting to me to do it when he had been reading his Bible. I didn't really understand why this should be the case but it was. I always told Elizabeth each time I did it to him and she found it amusing when the Bible was involved.
She really laughed out loud when I told her on one occasion, Derek had actually spilled his seed over the leather bound cover of the Holy Book. It was even more exciting when I took my panties off and made him clean it up.
She was really lovely to me and I had suggested on a few occasions that I had been a naughty little girl. What I was asking for was very obvious and she teased me from time to time that I would have my bottom smacked. I could only wish for it. I knew she would do it when she was ready.
Elizabeth was a very honest person and she had explained that her husband William knew everything that had happened. She also instructed me to make sure that Derek was also told. She explained to me "Both William and I are very anxious that we don't take liberties with you Lucille without his knowledge and that before we go too far it is important that both you and Derek want these things to happen."
I knew she had been concerned on this issue and by now I had told Derek everything. I was confident that Derek wouldn't cause any problems and I was right. Gradually I came to understand that Derek became aroused as I told him the naughty things. He was ashamed of it and tried to hide his excitement, but I knew. I was very happy to tell her that his trousers always tented up.
She shocked me when she told me that she had a similar sort of arrangement with her daughter in law Claire.
I did express some surprise and asked her very respectfully if her son John knew. She just told me that it wasn't necessary for John to know as he was away most of the time and it was unreasonable for a young woman like Claire to be left without some sort of personal satisfaction. In a way I understood Claire's situation. I myself had been kept in much the same situation but for a different reason.
Mrs Kent seemed to have rescued us both. Actually, I discovered later on that Claire's arrangement with her mother in law was quite different to mine. Claire was a lovely girl but was more forceful than me. She had a very strong personality and liked to be in charge.
I was sitting in the kitchen one morning having a cup of tea with Derek and the phone rang. In one way I had been expecting a call of sorts so I was on tenterhooks.
When Derek answered I could tell it was William next door and the two men exchanged some information regarding some clients. I wondered if anything else would be said.
Then I heard Derek murmur compliantly "I understand William. Yes I will do as you say. I will tell her now." I guessed that something personal had been said.
Then Derek half whispered "Will I be allowed to come with her Mr Kent?" He sounded a little pathetic.
Obviously the answer disappointed him as he looked very down and answered "Yes I understand Mr Kent. Thank you very much."
When he came off the phone I looked at him expectantly. He was very quiet and then told me that Mr and Mrs Kent wanted to see me straight away. It had never happened like this before and I simply asked "Do they want to see us both about something Derek?"
She looked serious "No, Lucille. Only you, and he said that I may be allowed on another occasion if I was a good boy." I felt elated but sorry for him and gave him a sympathetic smile.
He said quietly "They want you in a short skirt."
I nodded. It looked as if things were going to move on. Derek simply told me "You had better go and change into something shorter, Lucille."
I nodded. I knew the sort of clothes that were required. I had already worn them for Mrs Kent but this was the first time Mr Kent would be present. I asked him "Did he say anything about my underclothes?"
He blushed but muttered "Yes, he said that he assumed you would wear your little white knickers."
"My cotton ones?" He nodded.
I had put on my cotton panties that morning as I had hoped I would be sent for and I explained "I am already wearing those Derek."
He didn't say anything for a moment then asked "What about your skirt, Lucille?" He seemed to be questioning me to make sure I was suitable to see our neighbours.
I told him "I can roll the waist up under my belt as high as I like, Derek. Do you think this is short enough?" As I spoke I rolled it up so that the bottom of my skirt was half way up my thighs.
Derek looked at me carefully and then said "If they want it shorter then he can always tell you. He should be able to see them when you sit down."
"Do you mean my panties?"
He looked at his feet in embarrassment but also trying to sneak a look up my skirt. I had realized after talking to Mrs Kent that Derek had a fetish about women's panties.
She had explained that many men not only liked seeing them but also smelling them and quite often wearing them. She told me it was very empowering for women. Panties could be used to control men.
It had made me feel empowered but she had told me "Leave it for now Lucille. We will sort him out later on when we are all ready."
She was right. For now all I wanted was to make sure I was dressed suitably for our neighbours. I knew Derek wanted to help. I sat down directly in front of him. My skirt waist was rolled up. I asked him "Can you see them?"
He panted "Partly, but it is a bit dark."
"Do you think it would be better if I opened my legs?" He nodded. I opened my legs but also raised my right foot up onto the chair. I knew I was displaying my white panty gusset.
He muttered "He will like that Lucille. He will be able to see everything."
I knew that things were becoming more explicit between my husband and me but that expression shook me. I muttered "Do yuu really mean everything Derek?"
He was panting "Well almost everything."
I needed to know "Will he see all my crotch?"
"Yes Lucille he will be able to see all your panties and your crotch."
"Can you see my pussy through my panties, Derek?"
I think that question shook my husband "No Lucille. Do you think he will want to see your pussy?"
We were both being frank and I told him "I am not sure Derek. All I know is that Mrs Kent wants me to help him and be very willing."
Derek looked at his feet again before saying "You had better go now Lucille. You can't keep them waiting."
I stood up and kissed my husband on the forehead before leaving. Our neighbours had expressed the desire that they didn't want to take advantage of me.
