Chapter 14.

Wendy quickly settled into life in a small Derbyshire village of just 1470 residents, after serving tea in village hall Jack Howard my employer visited Wendy to pay her for her time, when he thrust £30 into her hand for three hours work Wendy should have known he was after more from her, he had meant to give her £15 but after seeing her at village hall dress 9" above her knees, and now following her into her livingroom his eyes fixed on her tight little arse, he decided to spoil her, £30 was nothing to him and if it helped get into her little knickers it would be money well spent.

Wendy accepted the money knowing she was being overpaid for such a menial task, she had no idea what Jack was like, when he left he made a bee line to the church to see father Thomas, on the way he was waylaid by Fred Low the church warden, he had seen him leave Wendy's, the cunning pair discussed how they would like to get there hands on her shapely body, Fred had been around the back of the house where Wendy lived on numerous occasions when the last couple lived there, the back of the house backed onto a wooded area, climbing a tree he had observed the lady carelessly drawing the curtains and leaving a gap,

It was through this gap that he had seen the lady undress, she was in her mid 60s saggy tits and hairy thatch covering her twat, he'd witnessed her being fucked on several occasions, not always by her husband either, Jack had used that information to blackmail her into satisfying him and one or two others, her husband had been unwittingly cuckolded at least a 200 times, had spunk fired into every hole, she couldn't take anymore of the sexual abuse and had persuaded her husband to move far away.

Now Wendy and I were the new owners of the property, Fred told Jack that he had been around the back of the house the night before and the same curtains were still on the bedroom window, he planned on climbing the tree to see if he could see any of Wendy's delights, Fred accompanied Jack to see father Thomas the vicar, when Jack told father Thomas he had paid Wendy £30 Thomas agreed Money well spent, that they could recuperate it many times over if there devious plans came to bear fruit.

When I returned from work Wendy told me of Jacks visit, I agreed £30 was more than it should have been, I was suspicious of his intent but as I worked for Jack I couldn't say anything to him, I had no idea that he had been in our bedroom when last couple lived there and that a orgy had taken place, it had been filmed and made them a small fortune, always plenty of customers wanting to see a amateur wife being fucked, even one with saggy tits and hairy fanny.

Weeks went by and all seemed well, but what Wendy and I didn't know that things were happening we didn't know about, a grant from the council had allowed work to be done at pic is site, Wendy had helped out at village hall, she had also started doing cleaning a few hous a week at church, father Thomas west in seventh heaven watching Wendy bending in her short dress showing him a glimps of her panties, his old cock had been up at full mast thinking what it would be like to slam it up Wendy's young succulent twat and sow his seed.

Doing gods work was excellent cover for father Thomas to visit his flock, he usually paid his visits to the wives they were blackmailing when hubby was at work, he did gods work best in the bedroom pounding his thick cock into the wife until she accepted his holy cum, the blackmailed wives had no choice but to open their legs and fuck like whores. More to follow...