The tires crunched over the gravel as they pulled up beside the Jeep. Annie and Jr. looked in amazement at a three story summer home built into the hill on the left. On the right the grass area had a path leading downhill to a dense bush of trees and likely ultimately the lake. Wow, this was a treat. Jr. tapped the horn and his mom got out of the truck to stretch her legs. The sound broke the silence and brought Jake and dad, looking sweaty from hard work, from around the back of the house. Jake saw Annie and with full smile said, 'Hi Jake, Hi Mrs. Sullivan.' Annie was taken aback by the discrepancy in size, Jake as about 6'4" and his dad only an inch or so taller than herself. From his features, Annie thought he was likely about 35, ten years younger than herself.
Mr. Lumley called out in Welsh accent, 'Hey Jake, glad you could make. So glad you decided to come as well Mrs. Sullivan. Nice to meet you. I'm Bull, err...sorry I'm Brice Lumley but everybody either calls ne BL, sometimes BS, but normally Bull.' He exuded confidence and with no apology continued. 'You can see that Jake didn't get his height from me, his mother my wife Barbara's whole family is tall, musta got it from her side. Lucky he did I guess.'
She liked him immediately and replied, 'Please call me Annie, what a charming place you have here, it's seems magical.' She continued to look at Brice and saw Jake was right. Under his clothing she could see a barrel chest and muscular thighs. 'Sorry about being late, we stopped in Clarksville on the way to buy a few things then had a picnic at some rest stop.'
'Don't fret missus, we are somewhat on cottage time here.' he said with a lilt to his voice. Stepping up onto the bumper of the truck to see in the bed, he called out 'Boys, grab all the gear. You'll be down stairs, put the groceries and wine in the kitchen, and I'll take Annie's bag upstairs, give her the cooks tour and we'll meet out back in 10 minutes.
Grabbing her travel case from the cab of the truck Annie walked up the flagstone walk to the entry at the lower level. She entered into a large area with a pool table and dart board. On the far wall was a large wooded X frame with hooks and straps. In front of it was a bench and beside that a bar suspended from the ceiling and another bar lying on the floor secured with loose chains. "Must be for weight training? she naively asked Brice.
'Well let's just say its for working out.' he commented. Over there are two bedrooms, each of which will accommodate four, but they all have to share this bathroom here. Barbara thinks it will be great for holiday get togethers. I hope so.' Bull laughed before directing her straight up the stairs to the main area. There Annie saw a large living room a dining area with a refectory table to seat 10, a long galley kitchen with a family room at the back. "Voila, the heart of house. And...there's a powder room off the family room next the door to the back garden where there is the hot tub and BBQ area.' Brice recited like a real tour guide. "Up one more flight Annie, your room will be on the left. Bull easily carried the large bag and kept a measured distance behind Annie so he could watch her graceful ass roll from side to side as she climbed the stairs. At the top of the stairs was a large alcove, a mirror on one side, a pull out sofa on the far wall and on the ceiling there was large bank of lights, almost like a movie set.
"This must be a great place to read a book on a rainy day.' she exclaimed.
"Oh, it's quite a versatile area, Mrs. Sullivan, the door on your left please.' Brice directed. Annie entered closely followed by Brice. Brice swung the bag onto a small table against the wall. Sweeping his arms around he proclaimed, 'The bathroom is over there, hope you don't mind it's a jack and jill layout. That means it is shared with our bedroom on the other side of the hall. Just knock before you enter. The closet is there. Although, it might not be big enough for everything you brought.' he chortled. The French doors at the end of the room there, leads to a balcony that goes all around the third floor. You can follow the sun to tan yourself, with no houses on either side its very private." He said in a most interesting way.
'I'll just tidy up a bit, you unpack, look around. You don't look like a beer drinker, so I'll open a bottle of white wine and leave it on the kitchen counter for you. Find a glass, pour yourself a drink or two and make yourself at home. The boys and I will likely work till dark out back clearing some branches, then have a beer, then we'll throw some steaks on the BBQ.' he said almost without taking a breath. Annie was agog at the whirlwind when he left the bedroom and crossed the hall into the master suite.
She opened her bag, hung her clothes up, put other articles in the drawers, then decided to look around. Going to the bathroom she was startled when she saw how big and spacious it was. A corner shower sized for 2 or 3 people with no walls or curtains, just a rain head and a floor drain. Centered on the back wall was a large soaking tub in front of window framing a view of the tree canopy. A long double vanity ran along the near wall and in its wrap around mirrors you could see the whole space. On the other side of the tub both a bidet and a toilet. She walked through the room, trailing her hands over the smooth finishes. This is real nice, she thought, real nice.
Opening the door on the other side, she poked her head into the master suite. It was essentially the same as the room she had, although on the one wall was a curtain that seemed to hide a window, yet it was an internal wall. She carefully walked into the room and looked at it's yet to be moved in state. Brice had laid out a couple for suitcases for unpacking. Obviously he had been making trips up to the cottage and was bringing personal items each time. Looking down at one case, she saw what she could only think was a black corset with red ribbons. Surprised, she touched the item and felt the stiffness of the supports. 'This is interesting, it must be his wife's case, she surmises. Lifting it up and holding it to herself, she saw that it was too large for her. She must be a big woman to wear this properly Annie deduced. What lay under the corset, was what really shocked her. Lying there was black strap on dildo that was larger than her toy or Randy's cock. Her eyes were drawn to its length but more to its girth. Like the shifter in the car, it had to be two or three inches in diameter. She reached out and touched it. Like an electric shock, she pulled her hand back as she felt it firmness. She was intrigued by its power so she touched it again and grasping it in her small hand she took it out. She hadn't felt like this since her days at the all girl boarding school that her parents had sent her to. She also hadn't worn one since then. Looking around nervously, she undid the bottom buttons of her sundress, slipped off her thong and stepped into the harness. Adjusting the straps, she felt the familiar feel of leather between her buttocks as the base of cool plastic snugged against her vagina. Creeping silently into the bathroom, she undid the rest of her dress and dropped it to the floor. She looked at the gigantic dildo obscenely sticking out. Turning sideways to the mirror, she took her two hands, and like she had see Jr. do, she began to stroke the long truncheon. It looked wickedly powerful. Taking some lotion from a bottle on the counter, she smoothed it over the rippling length. She grasped it as tight as she could, she stroked furiously up and down. Thrusting her hips, she thought of the girls at school and what Randy would do. 'Show me your pussy, finger it, put your tongue on my cock, lick me, suck my cock!' she spat out. Oh this feels so good. "Open your mouth, come closer, stick out your tongue, catch my cum.' she wailed as she fisted her virtual cock and pretend to cum on the face of a lover.
Jake could not believe what he was seeing. Up in the tree branches trying to clear a snag, he has seen the light go on in the bathroom and turned his head to see his mother pretending to masturbate with the biggest dildo he had ever seen. Oh my god, he thought as she turned to lean on the vanity and pull on the black cock with both hands. With what appeared to be practiced ease she unhooked the phallus, and turning it around, rubbed the head against her leather encased vagina. She contorted her face as she ran it up and down the length of her lips, getting its smooth ebony head slippery and wet. Then lining it up with her gash, she wiggled it past the outer lips and began a slow rhythmic penetration. When she could take no more she withdrew, before plunging it in again and again. Her knees splayed, she squatted and worked the rod deeply into her cunt.
"Jake., what the hell is taking you so long?' Jr. called out as Jake witnessed Mrs. Sullivan slump to the floor with her red vaginal lips wrapped around the black monster.
