Singing for Her Supper
"I'm starving", said Jo sighing loudly.
"Me too," added Nick.
Zil unfortunately could only offer them another cup of tea and a few broken biscuits.
"I'm sorry but there's not very much left." she told them apologetically.
Zil, her daughter Jo, along with her new boy friend Nick, all sat in an old caravan in the middle of some fields. The land had been turned into a sanctuary by Zil for rescued horses. This small piece of land was home to a few old animals that could now live out their last years in peace and safety.
The ancient caravan acted not only as a food store and office for Zil to work from, but also as a place to make a cup of tea and shelter from the weather on wet days. Today Jo had brought Nick to meet her Mum and see how the project was getting along.
"Don't worry Zil; there must be a pub near by where we can eat." Nick queried.
"There's a pizza place in the town," Zil said. "That should be about open by now."
"Great, then lets go and buy some food right away." said Nick getting up from his seat, feeling hungry as hell. He made for the door of the caravan when Jo stopped him and said she'd go, as she knew where it was and it would be nice for Nick to stay and get to know her Mum a little better while she was away.
"Well Zil," Nick said smiling at her, as Jo drove off to buy them some food "Alone at last!" He laughed meaning it to be a joke and Liz chuckled too but thinking to herself, if you only knew Nicky Boy! If you only knew!
"I've heard all sorts of wild and wonderful stories about you, you know?"
"Oh yes?" Zil asked raising an eyebrow.
"All about you and an old lover, and how you use to go at it like rabbits, all over the damned countryside."
Again Zil chuckled, one of her dirty little chuckles. One that said she was in fact enjoying the tone of the conversation, and went on to ask who on earth had told him that, knowing full well who it was.
"Jo of course," he added, " She opened a letter one day from your lover by mistake and was so surprised by the things you'd both being doing to each other that she didn't dare tell you."
"Yes, I remember a letter did go missing; we thought it was the postman."
"Sucking cock in public and even fucking in a churchyard. That has to be all very dirty stuff. I'd say that makes you a very horny woman Zil."
Zil laughed and pointed out "It was during a thunder storm and we were just sheltering in the porch of the church, not inside."
She sighed wistfully and let the image of her and her past love flash through her mind's eye. Remembering how he'd bent her over and lifting up her long summery skirt made her support herself with out stretched arms against the wall. It was there he had fucked her for ever and ever as the storm had raged over head, drowning out her screams of profanity. She'd climaxed over and over, till her legs gave way, and then she straddled him as he sat on his jacket on the cold stone bench seat in the porch and finished her off with a well deserved creaming. They had both laughed at the thought of being watched by the ghosts of the past, but decided it had probably made them all smile at having some entertainment in an otherwise dead and dreary place.
"Thing was", Nick went on , "Jo was so turned on by your exploits that she couldn't help herself and use to borrow other letters from a suitcase you had hidden under the bed and take them home to read. She said she couldn't believe her Mum was so horny and just so damned dirty. She even said your lover talked about fucking the two of you, which really turned her on and you too by the sound of it in your letters."
Zil could only smile and say "It was a long time ago you know, things have all changed."
"Rubbish, I bet you if I took my cock out right now and asked you to suck it for me, you'd do it."
Zil moved uneasily on her window seat at the end of the caravan as Nick moved ever closer to her and very slowly started to unzip his pants. Her mouth went all dry as she watched mesmerised as he slowly pulled out his enormous semi stiff cock right in front of her. He waved it slowly from side to side like a great length of rubber hose. Sudden her dry mouth gushed with saliva and she had to swallow fast and hard so as not to drool all over the place.