Kathy (white trash whore) part 5 (Jeff’s other side)

Kathy (white trash whore) part 5 (Jeff’s other side)

Jeff swept the fallen autumn leaves from the lawn, the garden was looking a bit sad compared with its former summer glory.
Kathy opened the patio doors, “I’m just off honey, see you later”
“Yeah O.K. sweetie” he replied, as he scooped up the last of the leaves and dumped them into the wheelie bin.
Kathy shut the patio door behind her, and Jeff was free.
He had been looking forward to this day for so long and he could hardly believe that it had just arrived.
He went back into the kitchen, washed his hands briefly under the kitchen tap, dried them, and then went upstairs to the bathroom.
He showered and shaved, and then went into the bedroom to put on a pair of shorts and a shirt. He chose not to wear underpants.
He went back down to the kitchen and took a Karmagra pill from his wallet, cut it in half and swallowed it.
By the time he arrived at the car park his dick was already semi-hard in anticipation of the afternoon fun he was about to have.
He wound down his window when he saw John approaching.
John was in his early fifties but quite fit and very attractive, and he had a beautiful 8 inch uncut cock.
“Hello Jeff and how are you today?”
“All the better for seeing you thanks John and looking forward to having some fun with that lovely cock of yours”
“Hey, you’ll never guess what I just saw on the way out of the toilet. I just went for a piss and when I came out there was some drunken tart staggering around outside. I nearly bumped into her.”
“Maybe you should have John, she might like some of that cock of yours”
“Wouldn’t be surprised; she looked ready for a shag. You could see her tits through her top and her skirt was so fucking short you could see her fanny through her tights”
“Sounds like a real whore”
“I’m sure she was, she didn’t seem to mind me looking at her anyway”
“I suppose you’re feeling pretty horny after that then? Or at least, I hope you are”
“You know me Jeff, always horny for anything”
Jeff wound the window up and got out of the car.
“Better go and see if our favourite spot is available then”
“Yes we better, don’t want to waste any of our valuable time do we Jeff” he said with a wink.

They talked about the toilet girl as they walked to the woodland on the cliff tops, speculating on what sort of woman she was and why she was there at this time of day. Dogging didn’t usually take place until after dark.
Jeff then told John how he had shagged Kathy when she got back from work in the early hours of the morning.
“You’re lucky to have a wife that’s so keen on sex Jeff”
Jeff said,”Yes I suppose I am, but I can’t help feeling guilty”
“Guilty?”
“Yes, since I have been seeing you I feel as if I have betrayed her and feel guilty having sex with her”
John laughed, “You mean for the past two years?”
“Yes, at least two years”
“You are a really nice bloke Jeff, I would never feel guilty about having sex with anyone, I mean, after all, it is just sex isn’t it?”
“Of course, you are perfectly right, but I still can’t help feeling I am cheating on her”
If only they knew that the toilet girl was Kathy!

They arrived at their favourite place.
Crouching to make their way through a tunnel that had been formed by the footsteps of many people who had trampled down the bushes, they arrived at the small clearing, completely obscured from outside view by the thick shrub. It was a pretty disgusting place; the ground being littered with used condoms, pages from porn magazines and drinks cans.
John dropped his trousers and stood holding his long stiff cock, his ball bag and cock were completely shaved apart from a “V” shaped patch of pubic hair which pointed to the base of his dick.
Jeff let his shorts drop and then crouched down at John’s feet to take him into his mouth. He was soon enjoying the taste of pre-cum as he tried to take the entire length.
“Steady Jeff, don’t make me shoot too soon, I want to save myself for your arse”
Jeff slowed down a little licking and lightly stroking as apposed to sucking for all he was worth.
“Fuck that feels good Jeff”
He pulled John’s penis from his mouth,
“Only because I love it so much”
Jeff had one hand on his cock wanking himself, feeling slightly inferior being so much smaller than the magnificent specimen in his mouth.
He actually enjoyed the feeling of subservience that it gave him; Content in the knowledge that he always had John if he wanted a bigger cock.
He had fantasized about inviting John home and somehow getting him to have a threesome with Kathy, but he knew it would be impossible.
Kathy did flirt sometimes when they were out, but he knew it was just light-hearted fun, and she would never go off with anyone else.
John looked down at Jeff greedily enjoying his cock.
“Would love to fuck that beautiful arse of yours now”
Jeff released his cock from his lips, stood up, and shuffled over to the edge of the clearing where there was a convenient tree branch lying horizontal to and about 3 feet up from the ground.