After the last episode with Houseman and his henchman Barry, I decided it was time to get out, she might enjoy being used but I didn't. I gave Hazel an ultimatum, either we leave High Wycombe and get away from them or I would leave her. She tried the old come on, flashing her big brown come to bed eyes and stroking my dick, but this time I was adamant. Reluctantly, she agreed and by the following Saturday we were loading up the rental van and heading for our new flat in Reading.
In out haste to escape, we had taken the first flat that became vacant, a two-bedroom apartment on the top floor of a three storey building. It was OK but we had to share a bathroom with the tenant down stairs. Hazel was really pissed at me for making her move and this reflected in everything including our sex life. One night in sheer desperation and at her suggestion, I tied her spread-eagled to the bed dressed in her aptly named whore suit and spent ages licking her cunt and fingering her arse, something that usually drives her crazy. After 30 minutes she was still dry and I was totally pissed off.
"OK, lets have bitch, just what is it you want huh, fucking fat boy and his black side kick, is that it, your missing them already?" "Oh don't get mad Hon, I sorry, I'm just not getting turned on. I don't miss Harry and Barry, but I do miss the excitement, you know how much it turns me on me being treated like a slut, I just can't help it." I was furious, my own wife was basically telling me that I wasn't enough anymore. I stormed out of the bedroom leaving her tied to the bed and went downstairs to take a piss.
As I approached the bathroom, Tom, the old boy in the middle flat was coming out. "Hello there," he beamed, "it's free now, I just finished my shower." "Thanks," I muttered not really paying much attention. "Oh my, is there something wrong, I don't mean to interfere but if there's anything I can do just shout." "Thanks Tom." Coming out of the bathroom I had an idea. I knocked on Tom's door and out he came still in his dressing gown and slippers. "Still want to help?" Tom was old by our standards but probably only mid fifties. He was tall and lean and had obviously looked after himself, I found out later he was ex marines.
"Certainly, what can I do for you," he was a real gentleman. "Come with me, I got a problem in one of the bedrooms." Tom went to get changed but I said he was fine as he was, "it will only take a minute."
As we entered the bedroom Hazel was lying with her eyes closed, Tom was stood with his eyes wide open. Standing at the foot of the bed he had a clear view from her high heels, along the black seamed stockings to her shaven cunt and on towards her massive tits struggling to break free of the under the nipple bra. "My, you do have a problem don't you." Hearing his voice Hazel's eyes sprung open and she stared in disbelief at the two of us. I thought she was going to say something, instead, a sly smile spread across her face. "Ah, I see you've brought reinforcements."
Tom took this as a sign of approval and started to run his hand up one stockinged leg, stopping just short of her cunt. "Hmmm, seems she's having a little trouble getting wet," I said, "I thought maybe two cocks might get her going." "Reminds me of my army days," Tom said, "one of the guys was married to a lovely young girl like this and every Friday me and lads would go round to his place and help fuck the living daylights out of her, she loved it." "Sounds like a man of experience," Hazel purred, writhing on the bed as Tom played with her pussy and nipples. Within a few minutes I could hear that familiar slurping sound as Tom inserted three fingers into her now very wet cunt. He smeared her love juice all round her shaven mound before offering his fingers to her mouth. As expected, the little slut made a big show of sucking each one of them clean. "Like the taste of cunt do you?" "Hmmm, I love it," "and what about cock?" he said offering his semi hard prick to her mouth.
He wasn't as big as Houseman or Barry but this didn't seem to bother Hazel, she pursed her lips and sucked it all in, leaving a lovely red lipstick ring at the base of his cock. Tom simply stood still while Hazel moved back and forth on his hardening cock, slurping her tongue round the end before taking it deep into her throat. "She's a real fucking slut once she gets going Tom, just feel free to do whatever you like to her." "Can I fuck her?" "Asked her," I said. "Would you like my cock up your cunt?" he asked Hazel, "Hmmmm, I love it up my cunt but don't you want to cum in my mouth first?" "I haven't had a fuck for months and I'm not sure I can get it twice these days."
