A Refuge

I had the house to myself because my wife Jess was away for 3 whole days on a training course. That evening, my wife phoned and we talked for a while. I was preparing for an early night when my sister in law, Tracey, phoned.

Tracey was Jess's younger sister and stayed about 100 miles from us. We never went to see her. I always thought that Tony was not a good choice as a partner for Tracey. Even at their wedding, Tony seemed more interested in the ladies than in his blushing bride.

I thought that Tracey was too young to marry, though she was 19. Tony was nearly 27 and had a certain reputation. Tracey was busty and out of Tony's league. Jess was even more certain that her sister was making the biggest mistake of her life. But Jess and I held our own council, and never once even asked Tracey to "think again".

We had inkling that Tony was giving Tracey a hard time. The gossip was that he had seduced at least 2 women. Tracey meanwhile made it difficult for us to visit her.

When Jess and I moved away from the village we had minimal contact with Tracey. She rarely spoke to, or visited, her parents who lived in the same village. Toney made Tracey live like a hermit in 22 Brednock St. When we returned to the village one Christmas, Tracey made some implausible excuse why we couldn't visit her.

Tracey Leaves

It came as no surprise when Tracey said "Tony has been violent towards me. I need to stay with Jess and you for a little time. I have packed my bags and I should be with you both in an hour."

I said "I am so sorry to hear that. Drive carefully. Your sister is away on a course. But I will prepare the spare bedroom. I have a home made beef stew and mash potatoes in the freezer. I can microwave them when you arrive. Do you like that?"

Tracey replied "Thank you. That sounds like a good meal. I haven't eaten properly in a long time. Tony only wanted junk food."

I went upstairs and aired the spare room and fluffed up the duvet and pillows. I put out the guest towels and toiletries on her bed. I put one of my wife's towelling dressing gowns in the wardrobe. I also sprayed the room with air freshener.

I phoned my wife and explained the situation.

Jess told me "Tell Tracey that I can not just leave the course. But say that I will leave it as soon as possible on the final day. Tell her to phone me. Tell her that a problem shared is a problem halved."

Tracey Is In A Right Old State

When Tracey arrived she took off her shoes and came in. She was in a terrible state.

She had lost weight and had obviously been crying. I gave her a fraternal hug. It felt as if I pressed too hard then she would break in half. Tony had obviously been mentally and physically abusing Tracey.

I took her to her room. Suddenly her mobile phone rang. I made to leave her bedroom but she motioned for me to stay. She put her phone on speaker. She squirmed uncomfortably as for the next 2 minutes her husband made foul-mouthed threats. But she stayed silent.

Her husband ended with "For God's sake, at least put some money in the account. They will break my legs if I don't pay."

Then she told her husband "Better ask your druggie friends to give you money to pay your dealer. Good luck with that."

She continued "This is the last time you will ever speak to me. The solicitors have full instructions to get me my divorce."

She ended with "See you in hell, you bastard."

Resting After The Storm

She looked as if a heavy weight had finally been lifted. Then she changed the sim card.

She said "New phone number means a new future. The old sim had all his contacts. I told his dealer that Tony has no money for him. His dealer will break his legs without a second thought."

Her world was entirely different from mine.

She asked "I had to pack suddenly, and my clothes are still dirty. Can I be a perfect nuisance and ask you to launder them?"

I replied "No worries. Put all the clothes that need to be washed in the laundry basket. I can put them in the washing machine."

She said "You are an absolute gem."

I said "It must have been a long tiring journey. If you want to freshen up there's a dressing gown in the wardrobe."

She said to me "You really are kind. I really am famished. So, after my bath, we can eat that meal. There is a bottle of wine in the suitcase.

Wait outside while I undress and get into the dressing gown."

She Looks So Good

When I returned with the laundry basket I noticed that Tracey filled out my wife's bathrobe better than my wife did. I tried not to glance too long. But I think that Tracey may have realised that I was taking an undue interest in her breasts.

I took the clothes and the wine downstairs while Tracey went for a bath. I put the white wine in the freezer to make it chill quickly. I put the clothes in the washing machine on the quick wash cycle and added double the amount of washing liquid.

The clothes, other than her bras, were like "hand me downs".

About half an hour later Tracey came down. I took the wine out of the freezer. I poured half of the contents into 2 large wine glasses. We chinked glasses.

The washing machine pinged and I put it onto "maximum spin".

I put both the stew and the mash potato containers into the microwave oven and set the timer for 10 minutes.

Then the washing machine gave a "beep beep" sound.

Then I returned to Tracey. She had already drained her glass. I poured her another large glass and topped up mine. I heard the ching that told me that the stew and potatoes had been zapped for 10 minutes. It was now time to give them a stir and give them another 10 minutes.

I then took the clothes out of the washing machine and placed them on radiators to dry them.

When I returned Tracey had emptied her glass once again. I poured the rest of the bottle into her glass. It became obvious that Tracey was a heavy drinker.

I said "A good stew needs to be accompanied by a good red wine, served at room temperature and a port wine afterwards."

Tracey said "Sounds fine to me."

We had a general chit chat conversation over the meal. Being a perfect gentleman, I tried to avoid staring at her breasts. Tracey had really big breasts and I am a lover of busty babes.

Afterwards, Tracey retired to her room and me to mine.

Lust For Tracey

I wondered why she had fallen for Tony. I could see why he would want her. Perhaps she has a thing for older men. I was only 4 years older than Tony. Perhaps he was a better lover but Jess never complains about our lovemaking. Her only complaint is that I am a randy goat. I want to make love more often than she does. Hence I sometimes masturbate. But never when Jess is around.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still in reasonable shape. I stripped naked and admired my penis. As I swung my dick from side to side, I realised that I was lusting over my wife's sister. Here I was standing naked in Jess and my bedroom, still not 35 lusting over my wife's, only 24, younger, bustier and sexier sister. I was ashamed and excited. So excited that I had an erection. She is a decade younger than me and an ideal wank aid.

Normally I would have a good wank. A good wank means I talk out loud at the imaginary object of my lust. So I would be saying things like "I have wanted you for so long. Your cunt is so tight and your melons are so wonderful."

But with Tracey next door it didn't feel right. She had gone through a nightmare marriage. The last thing she needed was to hear me self-pleasuring. So I waited and watched my penis subside. Once my little man was at rest I had the urge to pee.

As I passed by Tracey's bedroom I heard her snoring. Not really surprising what with the flight from her matrimonial imprisonment, the long journey and the wine and port she had drunk.

"Damn," I thought, "I could have had that wank."

Remembrance

For some unfathomable reason, I thought of an incident from 5 tears earlier. I had tried skinny-dipping in a small but very cold natural pool on a Scottish walking holiday. After a very short swim, it felt good laying naked on a rock in the Summer sunshine.

I thought it was a secluded spot. I never noticed a nearby road that coaches used to take tourists along the Ben Nevis Glen. I may have been overlooked by a coach load of tourists. That evening I saw a naked couple coming out of the same stream and walk calmly towards their campsite. They had no shame as they displayed their wares. I decided that I would go to their campsite, in the hope of seeing more naked flesh. I was curious and excited thinking about social, rather than solo, open air nudity.

I met the now clothed couple in the campsite clubhouse. Later, after dark, the 3 of us walked nude along the edge of the stream. We were joined by 2 other couples who also shed their clothes. I enjoyed the wonderful sensation of communal outdoor nudity. I was hooked.

By now my penis was erect. Tracey was still fast asleep an so I went into the loo and brought myself to a satisfying orgasm, thinking about Tracey naked and wanting me to fuck her.

Tracey Reveals Her Video Torment

The next day Tracey came downstairs and, with me in the kitchen and her in the front room, got dressed in her clean but threadbare clothes. She then joined me for breakfast. Over breakfast Tracey said "Tony coerced me into taking drugs. I became hooked and Tony hired my body out to other men. The bastard then recorded the men using me. Do you want to see the video?"

I said "If you are sure that you want me to see it."

She went upstairs and returned with a mobile phone. She explained "I stole Tony's phone. Its not just the money. He gets his kicks being a voyeur. He is a very sick man. If it weren't for the drugs I would have left years ago. Once I started he became my lord and master."

She turned on the video. It showed an almost stoned Tracey wandering round wearing only a tee shirt. The place was absolutely fithy. Tracey looked into the distance as a man questioned her.

He asked "What tricks do you do?"

Tracey's reply was indistinct but her slurs clearly showed she was drugged up to the eyeballs.

The man asked her "Have you ever let a man pee on you?"

Tracey said "Sure"

The man asked "Or cum on you?"

Tracey went into a long description of having men piss and cum on her. Her speech was so slurry that it was difficult to make out what she was saying.

The man asked "Do you enjoy having sex with strange men?"

Tracey slurred "Only when I'm high or they have big dicks."

The man gave her a pill and then ordered Tracy to take off her tee shirt. She meekly obeyed. You could see her rib cage as she was severely underweight. The video then showed the man's circumsised cock. Tracey immediately took it into her mouth. She was obviously not enjoying this. She was an automaton going through the motions, The man was now recording her swallowing his dick in slow motion.

The man ejaculated and Tracey swallowed his cum. She then started spouting absolute nonsense, presumably as the pill kicked in. Then she lay there out and another man came in and parted her legs. He then proceeded to strip off and ram his cock into her cunt. He climaxed and withdrew. She continued to spout nonsense.

Then another man did the same. Still Tracey spouted nonsense.

Then she shouted "You promised me a twenty."

The man put four £5 notes on the table.

Tracey said "Each"

The man said "You had the pills."

You had the goods. I didn't even insist on condoms. Please give me another twenty."

The man placed a £20 note on the table, together with a pill. The video ended with Tracey sound asleep and her husband pocketing the money.

My Response

I was truly shocked. I said "I am so glad that you managed to get free. How did you manage it?"

she answered "I had to fake taking the drugs and being stoned. One of my clients told my husband he wanted to have sex with me in the local park. He said he would pay my husband £30 if I went out and gave him a good time for 2 nights away.

It was him that told me that I should run away. He knew a woman's refuge so I could detox and live a proper life.

Anyway my husband agreed and I packed my things. But I couldn't feel safe being in the same town as Tony. That's why I phoned you. With his problems with his dealers he won't come after you this far away."

I said "I am so glad that you took his advice. I know that this has been a nightmare for you. But it's all behind you now. a few days of rest and relaxation will see you back in full health. If I may say you could do with a few good meals to put a bit of meat back on you."

Now, 4 years on, Tracey is now the Head of Research for a large company.