This is a "spin off" story from "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" - of which I am the original author - which is about a family that discovers sex with each other or others outside the family. Simon is one of the characters featured from outside of the family. This story explores his sex life.
Please note that I am the original author of "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER" and the original author of "SIMON SAYS - MY STORY"
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I'M IN CHARGE.
I was still working with Noel and his son helping them out with the gardening business, and of course, helping them out by providing my cock to the frustrated housewives that needed their holes filled whilst their husbands were at working earning the money to pay for me.
As winter came the gardening work decreased but the women customers still needed their holes used, occasionally the husbands would be there as well to fuck their wives in one hole while I was in the other hole or they just liked to watch while Noel and I used their wives.
I always wondered what the neighbours must have thought about the gardeners van turning up in the middle of winter for a couple of hours, mind you most of the neighbours used our extra services anyway, the areas we worked in had money, big houses and lots of hungry holes to fill.
I was still staying at Noels house at least a couple of nights a week, especially if it had been a hard day, I mean sex wise, or it was going to be an early start the next day. I enjoyed the male banter that I got when I was with Noel and his son and it was even better when I got to fuck Ronan, Noels son, and then when Ronan and I got spanked by Noel if he caught us, which he always seemed to do.
I was still living at home with my Mum and sister if I wasn't at Noels. Mum and sister also worked in the sex business so it must have seemed odd to an outsider if they could listen to our conversations over the dinner table.
Of course I always had plenty of work at The Club, I loved the work there as I never knew quite what would be on the menu, the kinkier the better for me as I realised that's what I needed and that's what I wanted.
Sex work with Noel was completely different to sex work at The Club. Noel admitted that when it came to sex he was very vanilla or as he said "a meat and two veg" type of man. Vag, anal, oral and that was about it, occasionally he might get involves in a bit of piss play and he'd give my cock a wank if I needed a hand to get it up but he'd never touch a male client, normally the husband, if he was there while his wife was getting fucked.
I was happy to do whatever was required. Fuck the wife, wank off the husband and play along with the scenario, I'm sure that the husband had seen it on a porn DVD, where he catch me fucking his wife and then spank me or fuck me. Noel would make a discreet exit at that point in the fun and games though. It didn't bother me, I got paid extra and Noel certainly charged extra for the service.
We arrived at a big house in the company van about midday. I'd never been to the house before, not even for gardening work.
Noel gave me the rundown on the job. He did have some gardening work to do and for me it was sex work. The husband was something high up in the Navy and had been away for a few weeks and wasn't due back home for a couple of months and his wife was getting frustrated. One of her girlfriends had recommended our services and Noel had fucked her once already. The women, Lesley, wanted hard sex, spanking, abuse, verbal and that wasn't something that vanilla Noel was happy doing so it was my turn to service her.
"You can be as nasty as you want with her, you can leave marks on her arse, fanny and tits, her husband wont be around for a while so any marks will fade by the time he gets back. She doesn't know that you're here to fuck her, she things that you're a gardener, she can be bloody superior and condescending when she wants to be, a Navy wife who's used to getting what she wants. You up for it?" Noel asked.
Of course I was up for it, stupid question.
Noel told me the safe word that had been agreed between her and him, if she said that then whatever was going on at the time would stop immediately.
We both walked around the back of the house and into the garden. Noel started to get to work and I just stood there. I could see that she was standing at the doors from the kitchen looking at me as I was looking at her. Lesley must have been about 40 years old, shorter than me, fit as she obviously worked out, I'd seen the home gym, and she was dressed in a tight fitting tracksuit so it showed off her big tits and a great fuckable arse. Noel looked at me and nodded.
Lesley had disappeared so I walked into the kitchen and found a toilet. I left the door open and dropped my work shorts and my jockstrap and stood there having a piss.
"What are you doing in the house?" I heard Lesley demand.
I didn't turn around but said, "what does it look like, I'm having a piss."
"You don't come into the house, there's an outside toilet for staff to use" she replied.
Oh she was superior, "staff," she needed that attitude fucked out of her.
I shook the drops of piss off of my cock and turned around to face her "but then you wouldn't see my cock would you" I said. I had my cock in my hand and was slowly wanking it. She had a good view.
She couldn't take her eyes off of it, it was fully hard and my balls were huge, I'd had them pumped up at The Club a few days before.
"Your disgusting put your shorts on and get out. I'm going to see your boss and tell him what you've been doing, you'll never work for him again after I've finished" she almost shouted.
"Oh I don't think that you'll say anything will you, if you do you wont get this cock up your arse will you" I laughed as I stepped out of my shorts and jock and walked across to her.
She raised her hand and I grabbed hold of it and forced it behind her back along with her other hand. I frog marched her over to the big kitchen table and bent her over it. She was putting up a fight. I held her wrists behind her back with my hand and put my other hand on her arse.
"Don't you dare" she said, she knew what was coming.
"Don't I dare or what?" I asked her.
I bought my hand down hard on one of her arse cheeks, she screamed.
"Oh shut up, nobody can hear you. I'm just warming your arse up" I told her and bought my hand down hard on her other arse cheek, another scream.
After six spanks on each cheek her screams got quieter and were more squeals or moans.
I was still holding her and said, "I'm going to let go of you and you're going to pull your tracksuit bottoms down so I can see my handiwork."
"I'm bloody well not, I'm going to call for your boss and he'll stop you," she said as if putting up a fight.
"He's not going to help you so dream on" I told her.
I let go of her and before she knew it I pulled her tracksuit bottoms down to her ankles and then grabbed hold of her again. I looked at her arse; her arsecheeks were bright red and looked hot. She was wearing very small lacy knickers the arse of which was stuck into her arse crack.
"Do you always wear little knickers like these while your husband is away?" I asked her; "anybody would think that you're after cock, showing off like a slut."
I pushed one of my hands between her legs, her fanny was wet.
"Don't you dare touch me like that, don't you touch my......" she stopped before she could say what I was touching.
