Susan was again home from her morning's work, when Ray turned up again. It was almost two weeks since their boat trip and Susan was beginning to think she had heard the last of them. However they both went into the kitchen and Susan put her bag down and Ray cam up behind her. She was a little surprised that Ray was alone, but he told her that Gary would be along later.
Ray began to run his hands over her bottom, "Hope you've missed us Susie." She did not reply, "That hubby of yours hasn't fucking you as he."
She told him he hadn't and the truth was he hadn't even tried. He did not seem interested in her anymore, perhaps that's part of the reason these young lads get the better of her so easily.
"So my little slut", he said cupping her tits, "you must be gagging for some cock". He massaged he tits over her blouse, making her squirm. "Yeh I bet you need it real bad Susie"? He did not expect an answer and didn't get one but pressed his cock against her bum, pressing her against the kitchen unit. "Feel that cock Susie, if you're a good girl you'll get some later".
She closed her eyes he already had he mind spinning. He stroked he hair back and gently nibbled her ear and whispered, "I bet your wet already, let's see shall we"? He teased as he reached round for the zip on her work trousers, still massaging her left breast. He slid down the zip and pushed his hand inside and cupped her hot pussy bringing another moan form Susan. He worked his fingers under her knickers and started to feel her damp pussy lips. "Emm just as I thought", he said bringing his wet fingers to her face, "look at that, it doesn't take much to get that pussy wet does it".
He slid his hand over her stomach and undid the button on her trousers to get access the waistband of her knickers, and slid his hand back inside. "What's this? Turn round". He ordered, as he explored her pussy, and not waiting he spun her round to face him.
"What"? She asked with a puzzled look on her face as he crouched down in front of her, but didn't answer. He reached up and tugged down her trousers. "What are these?" He asked pulling the waistband of her big knickers.
"I... I didn't know I was seeing you," she protested.
He reached up and picked up a pair of scissors, "we'll soon sort them," he told her as he cut them upward from the leg whole to the waistband, both sides. As the front of the knickers fell down, he tugged and pulled them clear. "There" he said throwing them to the floor, "you don't where those in our presence".
"But I... I didn't. know I was seeing you," she repeated.
"Perhaps you should always wear sexy knickers then" he told her. "What about this as well"? He asked running his hand over her pussy. She knew what he meant; he was talking about the hair starting to grow back, but didn't answer. He stood up and spoke directly into her ear.
"You know what I'm talking about don't you Susie"?
"Yes"
"I know we have not seen you for a couple of weeks," he said as he massaged her pussy lips making her moan aloud. "But have we forgotten who owns your pussy".
"N... no"
"Who owns your pussy Susie"? He asked as he worked her finger just inside her.
"You... you do".
"So you know how I like your pussy trimmed". She just nodded. "Ok, now go upstairs and get it sorted while I ring Gaz, and I'll be up in a bit for an inspection. She pulled up her trousers and headed off to the bathroom and Ray made his phone call.
A short time later, Ray walking into the bathroom as Susan had just about finished shaving her pussy. It was almost bare, with a few bits of shaving form and the small tuft of hair just above the slit. Ray walked over to her, grabbing the towel from the rail.
"Looks like a good job", he said starting to rub the remains of shaving cream from it. Susan was sitting on the toilet with her legs spread wide and Ray dropped the towel and began to run his hand over her pussy. Susan through her head back and closed her eyes, Ray smiled. "You like that don't you Susie"
"Oh yes".
