Chapter 13.

On the day of the sale of the local picnic Mr Jack Howard who I worked for asked me if Wendy wanted a few hours work, she was to wait on in the village hall serving where the auction was to be held of the picnic site, Wendy jumped at the chance to earn a few bob as money was always welcome.

On sale day Mr Howard bid for and bought the picnic site, not for his own use, but for the church that sat opposite the site, he was a big church goer, his wife and he attended every Sunday, Father Thomas was the vicar, Mr Howard and father Thomas were 58yrs old and Thomas 61yrs old, they were both to all as up right model citizens and very religious, this masked there true inner thoughts because in the past they had both secretary indulged in the passion for watching couples having sex, in disguise they had often lurked in the shadows on a night watching couples engage in sex in cars parked at the picnic site.

Once the site was aquired to all intents for church use as a carpark Jack -Father Thomas and the church warden Fred Low along with several other trusted members met to discuss the purchase of the picnic site, delighted they had aquired it and put paid to a local builder after it for housing development, during the meeting Fred asked who the young lady was serving tea at the auction, Jack told him she was called Wendy the wife of a couple who had just moved to the area a few months before, that I worked for him on his farm.

A few crude comments went round as to Jacks intentions for taking a personal interest in the newly moved in couple, all in good time mused Jack, this led to a few sniggers as they knew what Jacks true intentions were, getting into the young wife's knickers as he had done with a few others in the area, some he had seduced and some he had blackmailed after catching them indulge in adulterous sex at the picnic site, surprising what a wife will offer to cover her misdeeds.

The true nature of there meeting was to improve the layout of the picnic site, making it easier to spy on couples, but do it in a way so it looked like it was done to make it more appealing to the local villagers to enjoy and have village fetes on, it was agreed trees and bushers were needed to lurk behind, that caused another ripple of sniggers from the devious group.

Father Thomas who was chairman of the village committee brought the meeting to order, listen here gentleman let's keep our minds on things, when I meet next week with councillor Roberts we need to have a plan in place to get a grant from the council, councillor Roberts was sat smiling, a few more sniggers went round, Councillor Roberts was a devout peeping-Tom and would make sure funds were put in place for there needs,

The meeting was closed each member went home to wives, Fred Low the church warden had other things on his mind, that sharply arse of Wendy's he had observed serving tea in village hall, he prowled round to where Wendy lived, he knew the garden well where they lived as he used to observe the occupants that had lived there previously, they had been a couple in there 60s, he had seen the wife getting ready for bed on numerous occasions, big saggy tits and a thatch around her cunt like a Beavers hide.

Fred stalked into the back garden and got where he could see into the living room, sure enough it was the same set little wife he had seen serving tea, boy would he like to serve her with what was hardening in his trousers, when the upstairs light went on around 10pm Fred climbed a convenient tree that gave him a unobstructed view into the master bedroom, as it over looked open fields curtain were drawn but not securely, a small chink in the curtain offered him a peek into the bedroom where he spied Wendy undressing for bed, perky tits and just a wisp of fanny hair, oh! Fuck what a fit piece of cunt. More later if any interest shown..