All of my stories are written for lady's, and reflect the fantasies they ask me to write for them, this is the first that is for a stranger, and it has been very erotic putting her desired story into words, I hope there will be more of Caroline's Adventures.
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Caroline arrived home from her run, she did that every day now after the school run, it kept her slim firm body in shape, even if her large assets bounced around a lot and got the attention of every man that saw her, she kind of liked it. As she returned, she saw her Gardener, Bill, looking and smiled, she was pretty sure he spied on her when she showered and dressed after her walk too.
Bill was about 61, she was not quite sure he could have been slightly older, but he was a retired landscaper, and working in a few of the local gardens now to give him something to do. He only worked in their garden twice a month, but she had spent the last couple of months looking at him in a different light, she had heard a rumour that Cathy down the road, whose garden he also looked after, had taken him to her bed, and told her friends that he was a brute of lover, with more power and stamina than her husband, 30 years his junior.
Caroline was about to say, 'Good Morning,' when she saw another man with Bill, she did not know him, but he caught her eye. He was about 10 or 12 years younger than Bill, he had a toned, hard body, the top of which was exposed as he lifted stones from the truck, his muscles bulging.
'Good morning Bill,' she said, 'who is your friend?'
'Good morning Mrs Price, this is Alan, I have hurt my back and can't lift anything really, Alan used to work with me and is helping me out for a few weeks,' Bill said as Alan walked over, his muscles glistening with sweat.
Alan offered her his hand, and said, 'Good Morning Mrs Price, I have heard lots of good things about you.
'Don't listen to Bill,' she laughed, 'I am a hard taskmaster really.'
They all laughed a little, then she said, 'well I must be off for my shower,' and walked towards the house.
She smiled at the taskmaster line, she had not been a task master for many months now, having left her last job after an 'incident'. Caroline had been happy to ignore the incident, and would not have complained if it happened again, but her husband took a very dim view. She had not had to work since her married him, he was very successful and made enough money to support her, her daughter, and their large four bedroom London bungalow with ease, they had a good lifestyle even when she was not working. However she liked to do something with her time, especially now her daughter was at school. Anyway he had forced her to resign as she was not prepared to report what happened. She got the impression that part of his anger at it was how turned on he was by the details, but that was something he would never admit.
Caroline, walked into the house, kicking off her trainers and stored them in the cupboard, before heading to the kitchen for a drink. As she stood drinking her saw Alan walking around the back of the house with some of the stones, she had no idea what Eamonn had asked them to build, but from where he was going with the stones it would be visible from her bedroom window. 'Fucking great,' she through, some piece of crap that her husband wanted that would spoil her view from the bed. The whole point of the bi-fold doors that they had put in the bedroom was so they could enjoy the garden view from the bed, but now there would be something spoiling her view.
Caroline stomped through to her bedroom, in a bad mood now, and put her drink down on the side. Her removed her top and threw it in the washing basket, then her sweatpants, her panties following in short order. She took a lot more time and care with her sports bra, it was only one that she had or ever found that actually controlled her massive boobs, as she unclipped it, she noticed Alan, behind one of the trees, she was sure he was watching her, she had seen Bill there a number of times. Her pussy fluttered, she loved the being watched, and she never let on to Bill that she knew he was there. As she finished unclipping the bra, she turned away, and 'accidentally' dropped it on the floor, she bent from the waist to pick it up, giving the watching Alan a full view of her pert beautiful arse, and her moist pussy. God she lovely to tease, and show off, she took her time retrieving the bra, then walked with it to her closet and hung it to air, before continuing to her bathroom to shower.
Caroline stepped into the shower, and relaxed, washing the grime and sweat of her run away, she rubbed in the body wash, aware of how sensitive her nipples were. She thought of Alan watching her, and tingled, her hand moving to her clit as she thought about giving him a full show when she got out of the shower.
Caroline exited the shower with the glow of a lady that had satisfied herself, she grabbed her rob and a towel for her hair, and wandered back into her bedroom towelling her hair.
'You seemed to enjoy yourself there,' Bill said he was sitting on her bed.
Caroline squeaked in fright, then said, 'What are you doing in here,' in a voice that echoed the concern she now felt.
From behind her, Alan said, 'Bill and I have had enough of your teasing, and think you need punishing for it,' his voice sounded serious and forceful, and he continued, 'we also think that you can't be getting enough dick from young Eamonn, if you feel the need to show off to us, so we will kindly fix that for you too.'
Before she could respond, Alan had her firmly by the arms holding her, controlling her, 'get something to gag her,' he said to Bill.
'No wait, you don't need to, I won't scream, I will comply,' Caroline put in quickly, she hated the one and only time she had been gagged and did not want that again.
'You saying you want this?' Bill asked, sounding pleased.
'No, I don't want this at all, you can let me go, and we will pretend it never happened,' Caroline said with force.
'Sorry Mrs Price, but prepared for this, it's happening, so do we need the gag?' Bill asked for all the world like he was asking if she wanted sugar in her tea.
'No, no, you don't need the gag, I will be compliant, I have no desire to make this worse than it is,' she said, thinking when she had a moment she would run, Oliva and Terry were in next door, she had spoken to them as she went out on her run, they were waiting in for a new sofa to be delivered, they would help.
Alan man handled her out of her bedroom and into the kitchen with Bill following, Caroline could see a large bulge in Bill's trousers as she left. In the Kitchen between the two of them they striped away her robe, and dropped it on the floor, she stood there naked, both of them with their eyes on her body, Alan pushed his face into her strawberry blonde hair and took a deep breath.
'You smell lovely,' he said, 'I will enjoy this.'
Bill picked up her gown and removed the cloth belt and used it to secure her hands behind her back, Alan then bent her over the kitchen island worktop, and held her down. Bill moved around and seemed to be inspecting her arse, she hand ran across it, and she should feel the rough, hard hand of a man that had worked hard all his life.
'That is one sweet arse there, Mrs Price,' Bill said, 'I think that can take a substantial spanking.'
'I think it can,' Caroline said, she loved having her bottom spanked, but the last time that happened was shortly before she left her last job, however, she added, 'I really think you need to let me go, we don't have to say anything about this to anybody.'
'Sorry Mrs Price, but you need to learn,' Alan said holding her tightly to the worktop.
Bill was searching the cupboards and draws, then stopped at one, he pulled out large wooden salad spoon, 'This will do nicely,' he said.
He approached the back of Caroline, and with a swift motion brought the spoon down on her bottom, with a really satisfying thwack. Caroline, yelped, but held herself firm, and braced for the second thwack that landed on her other cheek.
Bill moved in to examine his handy work, Caroline knew there would be a glow to her bum from just those two strokes, they were hard, the way she liked them.