Re write chapter three.

While I argued with Trevor, his friend who was now deep into Wendy's cunt added his cum to Trevor's, satisfied by there handy work Trevor's parting words were to clean up the mess cuck, that he would be seeing me again, he walked away sniggering, the farmer said he had seen all sorts of goings on in his time but nothing like he had just witnessed, after asking if we were ok he left us to clean up.

After everyone had gone I held Wendy and told her I was sorry I couldn't help her, she said it wasn't my fault what had happened, what Wendy didn't know was that I had been aroused watching her being raped, so much so I began to want it to happen again, Wendy couldn't report the rape as her husband Tom would have found out about her adultery with me, Wendy was reluctant to visit that particular lovers lane again.

It had been two months since Trevor and his friend had accosted us at the lovers lane, the sight of Trevor between Wendy's thighs still fresh in my mind, he had not been in contact with Wendy and I was beginning to think he might have thought he had over stepped the mark, I thought about the farmer, how convenient that he happened to be there, or was it a coincidence he was there.

i decided to visit the lovers lane in the day light and have a nosy around, what I found was that spy holes had been carefully constructed into the dry stone wall, giving a peeping Tom a direct view into any parked car, I was in no doubt that the farmer was a peeping Tom, when I next took Wendy out without saying anything I drove to the lovers lane, she said she thought we weren't coming here again, being a bit naive she was easily convinced it was ok.

We got down to business, Wendy a little nervous thinking about the events of the last time we were there, this time I kept a close eye on any movement near the van or behind the wall, it wasn't long before I saw that someone was watching us, I positioned Wendy so that our peeper could see her mound, then instead of our usual missionary position I got Wendy to ride me, now our peeper would be able to see my cock going into Wendy's sticky cunt, it was then that I saw a face appear at the window, then another one, I kept Wendy's head down so she was oblivious that she had a audience, I went home well satisfied with showing Wendy off.

visiting the lovers lane and getting watched was ok but I couldn't get the picture of Trevor pumping his cock into Wendy, the more I thought about it the more I was convinced she didn't put up much of a fight to stop Trevor entering her, in fact I was now sure she orgasmed while he thrust into her love nest, I knew approaching Trevor was a risk as he was obviously a nasty piece of work, but sometimes needs must.

Trevor had a back street garage, I rode passed a few times trying to build up the courage to approach him, when I saw him tinkering with a car outside I took the plunge, he couldn't believe I'd had the balls to confront him, instead of his usual hard man attitude he was prepared to listen and talk, he admitted that he had over stepped the mark, told me it wouldn't happen again, said he'd had the best out of her, I told him there was still plenty left in her, that made him laugh, then he said that anytime I wanted a hand with her to let him know, I chickened out of telling him how I felt. More to follow if approved this time.