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I carried on towards home once again catching the lorry up, but the driver didn’t even bother looking as by now I was fingering her cunt. I knew that the driver could see me as I fingered Susan but he just didn’t seem to be interested.

Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action. It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim. There was another guy(30's) but he didn't like me and got super paranoid after he smoked something. Maybe pot but I think must have been stronger cause he kinda flipped out. I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said. The one mauling her tits was really pinching her tits and pulling on her nipples, while the other one was sliding I think three fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as he could, and the noise her cunt was making as he abused it very nearly made me cum.The woman with them by now had slumped to the ground and was leaning against my car. And when they looked into the car and saw Susan with her blouse wide open and her cunt in full view of them. To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes. It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.

I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed. Now at the end of my shift I always liked to take a swim in the pool and my boss never minded, I think because he liked to see me in a bikini because when I went for a swim he was always there, but he really wasn't my type with him being very fat and in his 60s. That day I went down for a swim, I wore a white bikini that I knew got a little see through when wet but I loved the attention I got wearing it. I saw Lauren was already there swimming and there was only a few others there. I got talking to Lauren and she told me her mother brought her with her on this business trip because it got her out the house. Then she told me that my bikini didn't hide a lot, I laughed and told her I knew that and that was why I wore it. I said I had to go and she asked me what there was to do outside the hotel? I said I was off work the next day and would be happy to show her around, so we arranged to meet at 10am the next day. Now there was no way I could afford to rent a flat on my own but my new boss Karen had sorted out a room for me, there was 6 rooms and all rooms were rented by girls from the hotel. My room turned out to be more of a cupboard at the top of the house, just enough room for a bed and a chest of drawers. We all shared the kitchen and bathroom. I became good friends with one of the girls, Tina, she was only 19 but had worked at the hotel since she was 16 and she really helped me a lot. I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others. All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.

I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking. they all seemed to be in their early twenty but one of them was a woman. Once again I could see my dream of Susan being used and abused by strangers falling apart. As they got nearer to where I was parked I realised that the woman that was with them was either very drunk or very stoned, and that they were actually holding her up as they walked.He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare? Just after my birthday I got a job offer, I was working in a hotel 300 miles away in Edinburgh Scotland, I almost never took the job but if I hadn't my life wouldn't be what it is today. I didn't know it then but I got the job because one of the men interviewing me was attracted to me. You will hear more about that later.