"You Do What You Must" (closed)

[LP1957]

Eight days. Eight long and excruciating days, since Lou had been with Hanna and was promised to be visiting the velvety inside of her magnificent Pusey. A pussy that he had not only not been inside of, but had not had the opportunity to taste.

Since she had given him a hand job, that was on its own one of the top 10 sexual encounters of his entire life. They had arranged to meet up, each Wednesday night for up to three hours and for 4-5 hours on Saturday mid-morning. Lou had adjusted his working schedule between the store and the warehouse to free up those hours.

It was an adjustment period though, working those new hours into his and Karen's social calendar. That and Hanna's monthly visitor caused their intimate time to be delayed. She did manage to sneak into the store and relieve him once more with her very talented mouth. Bringing him right to the brink of filling her belly one more time, only to pull off and tease him, fondling his balls until his dick was able to take the next step in the building block process she was enjoying.

She had used up almost the full hour allotted by the closed sign. Ebbing him only to ease up and have him whimpering for her to finish him off. She was enjoying this game as much as he was. As torturous as it was to him, he relished her control. Not knowing if she might ever let his load loose. Or if she might make him wait altogether for another time.

Her constant giggles as she pulled back both pained and excited him. She well well aware of just the effect this was having on both his dick and balls, and with his psyche as well. When at last, as the hour was ending there was a rattling of the front door. Someone was ready to shop.

Hanna had him right on the edge for the dozenth time and concluded their business with a rapid sequence of six or seven deep gulps of his cock, causing him to groan out loud and long as he filled her mouth. She gave the tip of his cock a little nip, not unlike what she had done twice to his earlobe the week before.

As Lou's long groan subsided they heard the front door opening. This meant it could only be the one other person that had a key to the front door. "Lou, are you here?" Karen called out. Lou quickly hushed Hanna and pulled his pants back up. He motioned for her to exit quietly out the back as he reentered the main store. "Sorry hun, just got back from helping out one of the island ladies." He was know to always help out where he could.

Karen picked up a couple of items they needed at home. Made a little small talk, then kissed him and left. Through all this they remained the best of friends. Not exactly what he wanted or needed from his wife. But the appearance of Hanna into his life had all but eliminated the frustration aspect. Oh he still wanted to experience all the things he had read about and jerked off to over the past 15 years.

With the talk Hanna had gave him while jerking off his prick in the park, he was sure a good amount of those experiences were in his near future. Two days had passed since they last were nearly caught, by his wife this time when Lou's phone chirped announcing a text from Hanna.

["Did the package I was expecting from New York arrive today?"] That was their current code to decipher if their Wed./Sat. ongoing date were on. This being Tuesday just close to closing, there were a couple of patrons still in the store. "It did indeed Miss Reed." Lou answered her as professionally as he could manage. Lou had told Karen that it would take much longer tonight to implement his new protocol for the warehouse and for her not to wait up for him.

Lou waited until the street was empty and made his way into the back entrance and up the stairs. There he found the lovely Hanna dressed to fuck. Her attire did little to hold her in on top as her perfect tits were being held in place very precariously by the thin black lace. The garters and stockings framed the small patch of the lace panties that hid her sex from his view.

The 5" hells, she wore, actually put her an inch taller than Lou and both excited and intimidated him to no end as she did her customary pirouette showing off the smooth tight ass that had not a flaw.

{"Like?"} she asked as if there might be any chance of any other answer then 'FUCK YES' {"I bought this for tonight ... for you."}. The next hour was a whirlwind. She never removed a stitch of clothing, but they did manage to have their long anticipated night of fun.

Hanna proceeded to undress Lou and when he was naked she had him kneel before her. She pulled the panties to the side to reveal the already glistening lips of her pussy. Grabbing the back of his head by his hair, she then pulled his face to meet that wetness.

Lou needn't be asked twice as his tongue immediately got its first taste of her honey. He licked, sucked and tongue fucked her pussy until she was humping his face. Only then did he assault her swollen clit and holding it softly but firmly between his teeth he lapped at it until she came, screaming into his mouth.

Her knees nearly buckled as Lou grabbed hold of both her ass cheeks to steady her from falling. Another first as he kneaded and massaged the perfect globes of her ass. He wanted to probe her most secret hole. To tickle it, to tease and poke the tip of his finger inside it. To lay her down, spread her cheeks and kiss her tart little star.

He knew it was far too soon to attempt any of those tactics. Instead he softly kissed and licked clean her dripping lips until she had regained her legs. She then stepped back and re-covered her sex, once more denying him the pleasure of seeing it.

With the same firm grip on his hair she raised him up to his feet. Moving that grip from his hair to his balls she firmly squeezed them as she asked him to free her breasts from their confinement. When he went to reach there with his hands she gently slapped his face. Placed her finger into his mouth and pulled him to her chest. Lou proceed to free each boob with his mouth, then lick and suck them one, then the other.

By her tone Lou thought she might just cum again just from the nipple stimulation. Hanna created a sign language with her hand on his balls as to what she wanted done to her tits. If she squeezed just the left he was to pay attention to the left nipple. Right ball for the right. When she wanted him to change from licking to suckling she gave his very had cock a gentle slap.

It took only a short time for Lou to decipher her commands and obey them. When her tits had been pleasured efficiently for the night she gave his ass a sharp SWAT, and he stopped. She then tucked her tits back into there precarious confines. She giggled at how well he was learning to obey her hand signals. Lou always got over excited when she giggled and laughed at his expense.

When she slapped his ass, instead of retreating he extended it closer to the hand that had just assaulted it. Hanna took a mental note of his reaction, and it wasn't a soft playful swat like he might use on her. Hanna then wanted and needed to be fucked by this man that she had an unexplainable crush on.

She went to the overstuffed chair in the room and bending over it she again reached behind her and moved the now very wet panties to the side. Her legs spread and Lou got the very first look at her puckerd star that he had been dreaming of pleasuring earlier. He also saw the fucking/sucking trio of bunnies tattooed on her upper thigh, in full sexual dalliance.

Hanna's pussy beckoned him now and he was on fire to feel the hot insides of her young pussy. He very easily slid balls deep inside of her wetness. While he wished he could say he fucked her HARD, fast and deep for the next half hour, in reality less than two minutes later he was emptying his balls inside of her unprotected womanhood.

It wasn't until that very moment that he realized they had never talked of birth control and his face turned to one of concern. Hanna seemed unconcerned and so the topic was not broached. Ninety minutes had passed since Lou had walked up the stairs and found her in the new lingerie.

He still had not seen this girl naked. At least he had been allowed to see all the good parts, albeit one by one, only to have them covered back up before moving to the next. For the next 2 1/2 hours they talked and got to know each other better.

After giving Lou 30 minutes to revigorate himself Hanna would tickle and tease his dick any time it showed any sign of losing it's erection. She giggled one last time as she told him she needed her beauty sleep and sent him home to his wife raging hard and wanting her more.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna looked down to the back path from through the second floor bedroom window and waved to Lou as he made his departure. She wore a smile on her face and for good reason: she'd paid for the necessities of life and even some of its luxuries this evening and, at the same time, she'd had an incredible time with a loving and sensual man.

Oh, this was all supposed to be about fulfilling Lou's sexual needs and fantasies, of course. But Hanna couldn't get over how satisfied the store owner made her as well. He'd made her cum twice tonight, once standing on her own two feet while he ate at her pussy. She couldn't remember the last time a man had done that to her. Had a man done that to her ... ever?

The most fun, of course, had been playing the Dominatrix. Oh, it wasn't like she tied Lou up and smacked him with a leather paddle or anything like that. But she'd seen that he needed some discipline in his life and she'd tested him, and Lou had fallen into step like a boot camper following a drill sergeant's commands. It had been fun.

There had only been one moment of ... what, disappointment? Several times Lou's hands and mouth had indicated a desire to play about or even within her sphincter. Hanna wasn't having any of that. She'd allowed a boy friend to ass fuck her one time long, long ago, and it had been a very dissatisfying, very painful experience that she had no desire to repeat. She'd whispered to Lou hoping to let him down easily, "Two holes enough for you?"

Hanna shed the lingerie and took a hot shower, gently using the flow to wash away the sex juices with which the pair of them had polluted it. After cleaning her own self, she finished washing the skimpy clothes and hung them to dry, before finishing the bottle of wine they'd opened and laying down to sleep. Staring up at the ceiling and listening to the waves crashing on the shore, Hanna reflected on the new life she was beginning.

And she thought about Lou, of course. Hanna was torn by her new relationship with the business owner. He was the kind of man that she could easily see herself living with, falling in love with, maybe even marrying. The problem, of course, was that he was already married. That was only one of the problems. The second was that she needed him as a client in her new career choice. Without what he had to offer via his store and warehouse, Hanna would have to suck and fuck another two or three men a week to ensure that the cupboards weren't bare.

No, Lou had to remain a client first, a friend second, and a lover third, if at all.

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Hanna went for brunch at Polly's diner the next day, knowing that Howard Ridgefield never missed an early lunch there. She made eye contact with him when he entered, and he smiled politely to her before checking out her rack and the long leg that was crossed over the second knees and extended as if advertising.

But Howard gently shook his head and mouthed, Not today to indicate his lack of ability to Hanna or -- less likely -- his lack of interest in being with her. She gave him a disappointed pouty expression but otherwise just finished her food and coffee in silence without showing him any more attention.

She departed the little diner and made he way to the corner of the raised wood plank boardwalk, stopping to look to her phone for any missed messages or calls while it had been muted inside: nothing. Even though she chastised herself for even contemplating on it afterward, Hanna still somehow expected Ryan to call or text her at some point in an attempt to explain how he'd simply abandoned her her those nearly two months ago.

She didn't want him back, of course; Hanna was through with that loser. But she still yearned to have him call to explain himself and beg her forgiveness, only so that she could tell him to bend forward and suck his own dick.

Hanna looked up to find three teenage boys on the other side of the street huddling close together as they stared and her and whispered amongst themselves. She flashed them a smile and shifted her stand a bit to turn her and show off her curves a bit better; she was wearing a thin tee shirt and curve hugging jeans in addition to a pair of casual but tall heels, and she knew she looked good even without the three boys ogling her excitedly.

It soon became clear to her that two of the boys were urging the third to cross the street to engage Hanna in conversation. When the third boy looked about to cut and run, Hanna took it upon herself to cross the road instead, eventually stopping on the road just before the sidewalk upon which they stood.

"How are you boys this morning?" she asked. They were suddenly less enthusiastic and bold about themselves now that Hanna was here before them. She knew one of them by name and used it, and she knew the other as the son of the handy man who'd often come to the Rosemont to do repairs and greeted him as well. To the third, she extended her hand and said, "Hanna Reed. And you are?"

One of the boys blurted out suddenly, "A virgin."

The unidentified boy slugged his friend in the stomach so hard that the kid doubled over and almost fell over. The punching man turned and hurried away as the third amongst them only laughed and called it all hilarious. Hanna watched the fleeing boy until he was out of sight, glanced between the other two, chastised them for being stupid, and told them before turning to leave, "And that, boys, if why neither of you will ever have a chance with a woman like me."

 

[LP1957]

Hanna looked out and waved goodbye to Lou after spending the last 4 hours with him uninterrupted.
He was sure she was once again giggling at the state she had left him in. Of the four hours they were together, he had been hard for 3 1/2 of them. Was still hard as he uncomfortably made his way back to his truck with his dick begging to finish what Hanna had chose not to.

They had dipped a toe into the deep recesses of two of his kinks. Hanna never did take her new lingerie off. Oh she did pull it aside, one place at a time, so Lou could pleasure which ever of her erogenous zones needed attention at the time. CFnm (clothed female, naked male) and Tease and Denial, as she toyed with his penis for the longest time only to send him home with his balls a deep shade of blue.

Hanna had cum hard and long as he pleasured her with his mouth. His hands needing to steady her shaking legs as he took hold of her ass cheeks. He squeezed and pressed his fingertips in and under her panties and towards her puckered hole. {"Two holes enough for you?"} Lou instantly blushed and knowing her meaning his fingers retreated form under the lace and back too her cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I didn't...." He couldn't and didn't need to finish his sentence as she made clear her sphincter was off limits.

Arriving home shortly after 11:15, Karen was already in bed and asleep. He hurried himself into the shower to wash the sweet perfume of Hanna from his dick and other regions. He was overly tempted to jerk himself off. What stopped him was twofold. 1: If Karen came in and saw him doing that again the frost might not wear off until deep into the fall. 2: (and more prominent) If Hanna had wanted him to cum a second time that night she surely would have brought that about.

He felt he owed it to the young girl to leave his balls as she had left them, full and heavy. He was still very hard when he crawled into bed and the tip of his dick pressed onto Karen's ass cheek. He was pleasantly surprised when she reached behind herself to grasp it. "Not tonight Lou, I'm tired." she told him as she pushed it upwards so the sensitive underside was pressed firmly against that ass cheek.

Lou sighed and tried his best to get to sleep with the raging boner Hanna had left him with. He was grateful that his wife had touched it for the first time in 3 weeks.

He slept pitifully that night. Thinking of Hanna leaving him wanting for more. His wife's inadvertent tease of her own as she repositioned his dick with the stout 'Not tonight, Lou. I'm tired.' Mostly because it would be 3 more days until Saturday and his next scheduled 'date time' with the girl he was not aware he was falling in love with.

 

[PennySaver]

The Saturday rendezvous, like their first week of planned meetings, had to be scratched. A surprisingly wicked storm with high winds had washed over the island late Friday night, damaging the transformer station that distributed the power coming to the Isle of Jake from the mainland via a line of submerged cables.

Normally, the emergency diesel generators in a building near the south tip of the island that belonged to the island's power cooperative would have fired up and supplied limited power to businesses, law enforcement, the clinic, and a few other essential services, such as the mercantile and one of the bars, funny enough. But the Coop hadn't gotten a regular delivery of fuel in more than a month because ... well, because some people in power -- both here and on the mainland -- were more concerned about their wallets than they were about the people on a little island that was out of sight, out of mind.

Hanna spent some of that time huddled in her bed for warmth, reading a book via candle light. After she and Lou had traded text messages about how the storm had prevented her Saturday delivery, Hanna found herself sitting around the fire in the library, visiting with the other residents of the boarding house. Her house mates included Maxine herself, 6 island residents who had lived her long term, and 3 non-residents who, like Hanna, had been on the island when the quarantine began and had chosen not to return to the mainland on the last ferry.

They had a few visitors as well, one of whom had been Kyle, the virgin Hanna had seen on the street two days earlier. Upon entering to deliver some dry firewood for Maxine -- his grandmother, Hanna would discover -- and upon finding himself almost face to face with the mainland woman he'd run from, the Kyle's face exploded to almost the color of the coals of the fire he was feeding.

Hanna somehow managed to engage him in conversation without him running away screaming. Kyle seemed as intrigued with the beautiful mainlander as Hanna was with his status as a virgin. He stuck around for a couple of hours, talking to the Resi's, playing Uno and Texas Hold'em by the glow of a pair of oil lamps, and ogling Hanna every chance he got.

When it got late and -- after the card games had ended -- the pair of them were the last ones sitting in the library, she asked Kyle point blank if he truly was a virgin. He was either feeling more comfortable with Hanna or was hoping that maybe fessing up might get him laid or both; he hesitantly confirmed he was and spoke a bit about how he simply hadn't been very popular with the handful of girls at the island's very small high school.

"I guess I always thought I'd meet some girl here on vacation and she'd, you know..." Kyle explained in a soft voice. He shrugged. "Just never happened."

"You probably wouldn't have enjoyed it anyway," Hanna told him. "I mean, even bad sex is enjoyable, but seriously ... a young man like yourself ... you want your first time to be with a woman who knows what she's doing, not some girl who is just going to lay there and expect you to know what's what."

A long moment of silence passed between the pair; Hanna watched the handsome young man with a steady gaze while Kyle's gaze on the fire shifted often to the beautiful blonde, only to pull away quickly as he realized his eyes were on her tits or legs.

"Do you?" Kyle asked softly after looking around to ensure that no one had come down stairs or that his grandmother had left her first floor room, just down the hall, and might be within earshot. When Hanna asked him Do I what? Kyle clarified, "Do you know ... you know ... what's what?"

Even in the low light of the fire, an oil lamp, and some candles, Hanna could see that the young man's face was turning red ... and that he was struggling to hide an erection without appearing to be hiding an erection. With a smile, Hanna told him confidently, "I perfected what's what."

Another long moment passed, with Kyle repeated shifting his gaze from the fire to Hanna and back while her own eyes never left him. Finally he asked, "So ... um ... so, how does a guy like me ... how does a guy like me ... um, how--"

"How do you get a woman like me to go upstairs to her room and introduce you to the best sex you will ever experience?" Hanna said with a truly confident tone. Again, Kyle's face reddened deeply, his eyes opening wider. Nervously, he responded by nodding his head up and down a couple of times. Knowing that Kyle had recently turned 18 but choosing not to use the word man to describe him, Hanna said, "You're a nice boy, Kyle ... you're good to your grandmother ... and you deserve the best in life. I am the best in life ... or, at least that's what men to whom I have made love tell me afterward."

Hanna's gaze dropped to Kyle's lap for a moment, and she couldn't help but smile at the fact that -- maybe unconsciously, maybe with great thought -- the young man's elbow that had been hiding his erection earlier was now pressing down upon it with a bit of force, trying to cause it a little pleasure.

"But a woman like me ... hell, all women actually ... we are all looking for something in return for what we can give you in bed ... do you know what I mean, Kyle?" After the young man again nodded his head enthusiastically, Hanna leaned forward a bit -- which gave Kyle a clearer view of the cleavage being well displayed by the not-fully-buttoned front of her button up blouse -- and asked him pointedly, "What can you give me, Kyle ... for the best sex you will ever experience in your life?"

He simply stared at Hanna for the longest moment, wide eyed with his lips parted a little bit, unsure of how to react or -- possibly -- knowing how he wanted to react yet unsure of what he wanted to say. Finally, after looking around again for eavesdroppers, he whispered, "Do you mean money?"

Hanna playfully shrugged. "Not necessarily. What else can you offer me ... or do for me ... to experience the touch and skill..."

As she talked, Hanna unbuttoned the topmost secured button of her blouse, exposing the lacy frilling of her bosom lifting bra, while her second hand pulled her skirt up until the stockings on one leg and the garter holding them in place came into his view. She continued, "...of a woman who wants to make sure you remember this night for the rest of your life?"

Hanna was laying it on pretty thick by now, but she was enjoying it. Kyle was either going to come up with a sufficient answer and get his night in the sack with Hanna ... or he was going to jump up and run away screaming in terror at the realization that he was so fucking far out of his element.

"I keep gramma's books," he said suddenly. "I ... I keep track of who pays for their room and how ... and I make the deposits."

"And...?" Hanna prodded softly as she let loose another button on her blouse, drawing Kyle's eyes to her firm mounds for a long moment.

"She never looks at the bank deposits, only the registration book," he clarified. Then he confessed, "I can make it appear as if you paid ... even though you didn't."

Hanna stared at the young man for a moment, a devilish grin on her face. A single night's free stay wasn't exactly enough for what she could do to this young man's cock, so she negotiated softly, "Two nights stay ... for twice the fun ... I promise you."

"Two nights," Kyle murmured, entranced on what was being offered to him. "Two ... for twice the fun ... yes."

Hell, Hanna thought as she stood and offered Kyle a hand. He would probably give me a week for what he's thinking I'm going to do to him.

Kyle took Hanna's hand, stood, and followed her to and up the stairs. They were quiet getting to her bed, quite undressing him, quiet undressing her. Hanna guided the young man in caressing her delicious curves, in learning how to touch and caress rather than simply grope. She sat him on the edge of the bed, moved to between his parted knees, and stroked his hard-as-rock cock until -- just seconds after first contact -- it spewed its load all over Hanna's neck, chest, and belly.

He turned beet red again and -- once he was able to form the words -- apologized profusely. But Hanna told Kyle that that had been expected, that she'd meant for it to happen. Her room shared a small bathroom with the adjacent room, which Hanna knew to be empty. She stood and led Kyle to the shower, where they washed each other and kissed and caressed and stroked for the longest time -- the depletion of the hot water ended the fun.

Dried and back to the bed, Hanna laid the teen on his back and gave him a lengthy, gentle blow job that resulted in his second orgasm, followed by a slow, equally gentle fuck that after less time than Hanna had expected resulted in yet a third explosion. And all the while, she spoke to him in seductive whispers, instructing him when direction was needed, complimenting him when he was performing well, or simply asking him occasionally if he was enjoying himself.

Hanna had set an alarm on her phone for 3am, knowing that the bar crowd would have already made their way home by then and the fishers wouldn't yet be leaving their homes to board their vessels. She awoke the soundly sleeping teen and helped him dress, then blew him a kiss as he ever so quietly made his way down the stairs to the back door and, ultimately, to home.

She stayed up a few more minutes, listening for any signs that their little tryst had been uncovered, thankful that the boarding house's early morning silence seemed to indicate an answer of no. Kyle hadn't exerted himself greatly, so the only noise from him had been the groans of orgasm, which he'd controlled well. Hanna herself hadn't cum at all, not that she hadn't enjoyed having the teen's cock inside her. The relatively new style bed was surprisingly quiet, both in the metal springs and the wood frame, so that hadn't been an issue.

Hanna fell asleep with happy thoughts and a happy expression. She'd earned two nights stay at the boarding house for doing something she enjoyed, and she had a very good feeling that she might very well earn many more free nights here as well.

 

[LP1957]

Lou cursed the storm, cursed the mainland power company, cursed his luck. Lou wasn't a cursing man, but this chain of events had prohibited him from seeing Hanna at his appointed time.

Saturday was pretty much shut down for the entire island. He hoped Hanna was well over at Maxine's. At least he knew she wasn't working in his stead. Sunday, the weather was better but a steady rain kept everything wet and most of the traffic off the streets. By 1:30 the power had been restored. Lou didn't even bother to open up the store.

Instead he fired up his truck, loaded it with some essentials and made his rounds around the islands houses to see if anyone needed anything. He went by Howard's, the mayors house, and the few other bigwigs. He knew the 2 man police force would checking in on the housing tracks.

Lou instead headed to the corner of the island that housed those that wished to be less conspicuous in the community. He drove out to the Rainbow Inn. Roy and Billy were openly gay and made no effort to try and hide that fact. They owned the prosperous inn. Jim and Tony were still 'in the closet' so to speak, but it was widely known they were a couple. Raul also lived at the Rainbow. He was pretty much known to be open to any fun that might come his way.

Prosperous that is until this pandemic halted the flowing tourist cliental that frequented long weekends and full week vacation stays there. Now they were barely able to make ends meet. Lou dropped off a large box of supplies and didn't even ask them to sign it onto their tab.

The resident lesbian community was larger by 2. Stephanie and Rob(erto) were in their 50's and had been together for going on 25 years. There was to be a celebration in November to commemorate that. They had been a monogamous couple since before same sex marriage were legal. They never saw the need to get that piece of paper to define their relationship once it was.

They owned, and ran, Mom's Diner. The acknowledged best place for breakfast on the whole island. Their lunches were good as well, not so much the dinner menu. That was when Abby, Bridget, Charlene and Daisy (the other four island lesbians took over and ran the place.) They became known as the 'Alphabet Lesbians' due to there names.

There was no monogamy between these four. With three houses between the 4 of them they mixed and matched, usually no more than six months at a time. A&C would live together while B and D resided alone in the other two house. Then B&C would give it a go for a time. Sometimes the four would pair up and one of the houses would sit empty until some incident broke them apart. Ladies would come over and stay with one of the four for up to a few months. This caused the other three to share two houses rather they were being romantic at the time or not.

Charlene even got tired of the whole mess at one time and went back to the big city swearing to never return. 8 months later she was back and in bed with Daisy for 4 months before switching to Abby. It was a sorted mess that always gave the gossip queens ammunition.

They all seemed self sufficient and not in need of anything at the moment. Lou stopped at a few more stops and then went home for an early evening with Karen. He thought about trying to seduce his wife one more time. He didn't have the energy to be shot down again and the frustration of missing his time with Hanna just weighed too heavy on him.

Times like this would normally find Lou in front of his computer screen with his dick in his hand and the sight of any number of his perversions illuminating his screen. He, both, didn't want to be caught doing such by Karen as he didn't want to cheat on Hanna with his left hand. His was a sordid mind.

Instead he found a book and relaxed and read until bedtime. Monday was spent cleaning everything up and reopening the store for business. He had hoped Hanna might find her way there and even under his cash register as he felt himself getting hard reminiscing that day.

Two of the islands teens came in and they were talking about Kyle, whom Lou knew to be Maxine's grandson. Something about him having a puffed up chest like he had gotten laid, though they both knew he was a hapless virgin and most likely would remain so until the tourist crowd was allowed back on island.

Lou paid it no mind, not putting 2 and two together. Monday sped by with the pace of a snail. Tuesday wasn't much better then at 11:00 he texted Hanna [Your package has arrived and I'd like you to receive it tomorrow. I think there is a 'best used by' date on it.] His attempt at a joke and letting her know how horny he was for her.

 

[PennySaver]

Muted cries and roars of delight made their way though the walls of Hanna's room just a bit after midday Sunday. She was sitting at the window looking out upon the town -- she didn't have an ocean view here, unfortunately -- and after a moment she noticed that the red, white, and blue barber shop sign was once again spinning and the lights within were on. The power was back, something she wouldn't have noticed in her room as she'd turned every thing off.

She was badly in need of a shower, having only wiped her body down with a wet rag and flooded her canal with a cleansing douche after her evening with Kyle. This feeling of ... uck was the reason she'd always hated camping and had never had sex while out on such trips.

There were hurried footsteps ascending the stair case, a knock at the door, and -- after Hanna called come -- the excited entry of the boarding house's youngest female resident, Carmen Paul The 22 year old barista -- who'd lived her whole life on the Isle of Jake -- laughed and explained, "Maxine shut off the hot water valves to all but her bathroom and the one you share with the empty room. The girls, get first shower. Holly's coming."

Moments later, the less frantic Holly Stone knocked and entered after being called in. The beautiful, 30 year old Indigenous American had actually been born with the combined surnames of her parents, Flynn-Stone, but -- tired of a childhood filled with Wilma jokes -- legally changed it the day she'd turned 18.

The three girls sat around laughing and talking and gossiping for nearly an hour, waiting for the hot water tank to heat sufficiently. They selected the first shower recipient via rock-paper-scissors; Holly won, leaving the other two behind to continue the chatter.

"How was he?" Carmen asked once the third woman was gone. When Hanna's expression revealed that she didn't understand the question, the coffee waitress clarified, "Kyle Peterson. I saw him slip out of your room last night ... or, should I say this morning."

Hanna felt her face go white. She was trying to come up with a viable excuse when Carmen laughed and told her it wasn't necessary. They chatted about Kyle all the way through Holly's shower; Hanna lied, saying that it had been a long time since she'd been with a man and she'd just needed a little bit, and -- surprising Hanna -- Carmen admitted that she'd long thought about bedding the 3 years younger male but hadn't because she thought his family's religious beliefs were the reason he'd never had a girlfriend.

Carmen and Holly swapped places, and Hanna combed out the latter's hair before getting her chance in the shower. The hot water had held out barely long enough for her to finish. The three of them dressed casually and headed out to see if they could find an early, not dinner.

Hanna caught sight of Lou driving down Main with the back end of his pickup filled with supplies. She was tempted to wave him down and see if he wanted to make his Saturday delivery today but didn't; he was busy, obviously, and she wanted to continue her day out with the girls.

They ended up sitting down to green salads and Margaritas as they chatted about this, that, and everything. The topic turned to money when Hanna ordered a second round of drinks and the barista hesitated, saying she didn't think she could afford it.

"I'm so fucking broke-ass-broke," Carmen declared. "My hours at the coffee shop were slashed and the bi-- my boss ... she cut my pay to minimum way until the quarantine is lifted. Can she do that?"

Hanna and Holly looked at each other, then looked to the younger woman and reluctantly confirmed that she could. Carmen said in what sounded to Hanna like a serious tone, "I'm 'bout ready to go back to whoring on the street corner."

The girl's eyes grew and her face went white as she realized what she'd said. "I mean ... I don't meant ... I've never done that, I mean. I didn't mean again. I didn't even mean that I would do that..."

Carmen continued to try to deny that she'd ever sold her body for cash while Holly teased her about it and made a whole series of bad jokes and movie references. And while Hanna laughed and poked fun, she couldn't help but think that Carmen had actually once done what she was doing now ... and it caused Hanna to wonder if just maybe she might soon have a partner in her new chosen career.

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Hanna read the text on her phone: Your package has arrived and I'd like you to receive it tomorrow. I think there is a 'best used by' date on it.

She smiled at the best used by joke and texted back, Yes, I don't think it will still be fresh by the weekend, so I guess I'll have to eat twice as much of it Wednesday night. Hanna laughed to herself as she sent the message, hoping Lou understood that she meant he was getting twice the orgasms for the same price on his next visit to her room.

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The first hour of their Wednesday night was one of heated passion and voluminous quantities of sweat. Hanna had been waiting for Lou already naked, sitting in the middle of the bed holding the sheet up to barely hide her nipples. She'd ridden him hard and fast to his first orgasm, then to her own, before moving to her knees and elbows and instructing him to pound her so hard that she wouldn't be able to sit for a week. It hadn't been as violent as all that, of course, but Lou had driven Hanna to a pair of incredible orgasms, the tip of his cock touching that special place just perfectly before he himself began filling her up once again.

They collapsed onto the mattress for a long cuddle in which -- as usual -- Hanna gently toyed with his cock in an attempt to keep the pole at attention. She wasn't quite as successful this time around, but then, hell, she'd put him through a lot tonight.

"There's a young woman I'd like to introduce you to," Hanna said out of nowhere at all. She sat up on an elbow to look into Lou's eyes as she explained, "She needs money, and I've talked to her about what I do. I haven't told her who you are, but ... I think you would enjoy spending some time with her."

 

[LP1957]

[{Yes, I don't think it will still be fresh by the weekend, so I guess I'll have to eat twice as much of it Wednesday night.}]. Lou received a text back from Hanna, very shortly after he had sent his to her. This had encouraged him on a day, that wasn't turning out good for him.

A long talk with Karen the night before revealed his 52 year old wife was in the throes of menopause had explained to Lou that her sexual drive, which was never heavy, had dwindled to non-existent. This in of itself was not much of a surprise as they had not had sex in the past three weeks.

Well Karen hadn't that is. Lou on the other hand had cum more often and harder than he could ever remember. This at the mouth, hands and pussy of the most desirable woman, not only on the island, but in the world of Lou's existance.

The one high note of Karen's confession was that she did apologized for her over reaction to his masturbating. She, not directly but in so many words, relayed to him that if he felt the need to go online and relieve himself she would essentially look the other way.

A month ago Lou would have taken this news as he would winning the lottery. He hadn't had the urge to jack off to his computer since Hanna had first sucked his cock. He did stoke himself quite often still, but only to her image in his mind and never to completion.

Then again when she was done with him the couple of times their 'date time' had worked out he was usually too sore down there to feel the need to jerk off. With Wednesday's date night confirmed, Lou was just counting down the hours before she was back in his arms. Or however she chose to have him.

From he moment Lou arrived and found Hanna in her bed with the sheet pulled up just past her nipples the sex was hard, fast, wet and wild. Lou dropped the little package he had in his hand and 30 seconds later he was naked and in her embrace.

Pulling her naked body close to him in a tight embrace. Not wanting to let go of her as this was truly the first time they had both been totally naked together. Hanna had other plans. She pushed him off of her and onto his back.

She then mounted him, sliding down easily until she bottomed out as her groin met his and she proceeded to pause there grinding against him for her own pleasure. When, and only when she felt herself getting close to cumming from her own ministrations did she began to raise up and SLAM back down on his cock repeatedly. Lou lasted only a few more stokes as her velvet like vagina walls tightened and encompassed his dick as it put its hot seed deep inside of her.

Her orgasm quickly followed his as seeing the look of lust on his face as he squirted inside of her and the primal grunts that he was emitting put her over the top. She wasn't done with him yet. She dismounted his still hard cock and proceeded moving to her knees and elbows and instructing him {"Pound me so hard that I won't be able to sit for a week!"}

Surprised he could keep hard he didn't need to be asked twice. As Hanna lifted her bare ass and invited him to mount her from behind. Her freshly fucked pussy dripping his cum as he re-entered her and gave it everything his 57 year old body had left in it. He felt her cumming on his dick which made him increase his efforts and when she came a second time in this position he joined her in unison cumming together like well experienced lovers.

They both collapsed in exhaustion and found themselves in a long cuddle in which -- as usual -- Hanna gently toyed with his cock in an attempt to keep the pole at attention. He was not aware that her toying with his spent cock as she liked to do made him last longer for the next go around. He was unaware that this girl was grooming and training him to better at giving her pleasure and himself as well.

After what must have been 40 minutes, and Lou was sure he had dozed off for part of it and wondered if she had as well, she propped herself up on her elbow and stretched out before him on the side of the bed. Completely naked she was a vision of wonder, even with his cum rolling down her inner thigh Lou was mesmerized by her beauty. {"There's a young woman I'd like to introduce you to,"} Hanna said as she looked deeply into his eyes. { "She needs money, and I've talked to her about what I do. I haven't told her who you are, but ... I think you would enjoy spending some time with her."}

Lou gave her a shocked look as this was meant to be fully clandestine. "If.... if you think it wise
Hanna." He once again would throw caution to the wind to please this woman. "What... What would be involved here?" he probed as all kinds of thoughts flowed through his mind.

It was then that Hanna got out of bed and picked up the little box that Lou had hastily dropped on the floor in his hurry to join her under the covers.

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"Your package." Lou smiled as watching her open it was getting him hard one more time.

 

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"If.... if you think it wise Hanna," Lou responded to her suggestion that he let her set him up with another whore "What... What would be involved here?"

Hanna smiled, an expression and reaction that was one part delight, one part surprise ... and one part disappointment. Lou had so easily accepted her offer of paying to fuck another woman, a younger woman, and even though it was Hanna's own idea, she couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of Lou. He was her client; why should some other whore get to spend time servicing him?

Of course, that jealousy she was feeling wasn't about sharing a client, it was about her lover fucking someone else. Yeah, yeah, Lou was married, and yeah, yeah, he was cheating on his wife with Hanna, and yeah, yeah, he was paying her -- in a round about way -- for her sexual services.

But deep inside, Hanna thought of Lou as more than just a John. He was her friend ... almost her boyfriend. She would never tell him this, of course, because she desperately needed what he was giving her for spending time naked with him, but if Lou was to stop compensating Hanna for letting him put his dick inside her, she'd probably continue to meet him here Wednesday nights and Saturday afternoons.

"What would be involved?" she repeated his question. "Well, simple actually. I'll bring her here Saturday ... and the two of you will have sex in place of you and I having sex. Simple. She wants to see if she can walk into a room and perform sexual acts upon an unknown man for money. Like I said ... simple."

Hanna glanced toward the box of items Lou had brought her, her shopping list things, and noted a wrapped box with a gift bow. Lou told her, "Your package,"

Exited, Hanna hopped up and crossed to pick up the larger box and select out the smaller one. Opening it, giggling as she found the erotic bra and pearl panties set. She looked to Lou with joy in her eyes.

"You naughty, naughty boy," Hanna said as she returned to the bed, laid near Lou, and kissed him erotically on the mouth as one hand grasped his cock and squeezed it hard and tight. "I'm going to wear this on Friday when I come by your store, to get me hot and make me want you so much on Saturday."

Hanna crawled up into Lou's lap as his cock hardened yet again to full rigidity. Slipping him inside but then simply sitting in his lap, she looked down into his face for a long moment as she contemplated what she wanted to say to him and -- more importantly -- whether it was something she should say to him at all.

"I'm going to become a Madam ... run a few girls," she eventually said. She smiled and giggled nervously, clarifying, "I'm not talking about opening an Amsterdam-style whore house or anything like that. I've just ... I've met some women who need money ... attractive women who like sex, who are good at sex ... who could relieve some of the stress pent up amongst the islanders by this whole quarantine situation."

She squeezed her vaginal muscles tightly around Lou's cock for a moment, just to remind him of what she did for him and of how she relieved his stress these days before continuing, "This girl ... young woman I want to introduce you to. She's an islander ... a resident. You know here well enough. She's been in your store many, many times over the years. She's down on her luck, and she needs cash. Cash, Lou ... not a credit line at the store, though, I'm sure that half cash, half credit would work, too.

"I've talked to her about what I've been doing, and she wants to try it ... see if she can do it," Hanna continued. "She wants me there, though. For her own safety, because she doesn't know you ... I mean, I haven't told her who you are, but as a client, at this moment she doesn't know who you are. Once she realizes it's you, she'll be okay, but for now, she's asked me to be with her."

Hanna waited for Lou to put in his two cents ... then a shy smile filled her face and she blushed a fiery red. When he asked what was going on, she said with a tentative and soft voice, "I, um ... I know ... I've got another person who ... well ... this person ... wants to try this out, too. But ... I want to do the same thing for this person as I am doing for Ca--"

Hanna caught herself before fully speaking the wanna-be whore's name out loud, not that it probably would have mattered. Hell, if Lou knew that is was Carmen from the coffee shop, he probably would have told Hanna to call her up right now. The 22 year old had one of the most gorgeous bodies on the island, and there were scores of men -- and even many women -- who would have paid handsomely to be naked with and lay hands upon that young beauty's flesh.

"This second person, Lou," Hanna continued, hesitating before dropping the atom bomb, "Is very beautiful ... very sexually skilled, or so I've been told since I haven't partaken ... and ... well, there's no other way to say this ... very male. I mean, very male as in he's got a cock and balls and shaves his face, not his legs ... well, actually, he might shave his legs, too, but that's not really the point."

Hanna laughed again, realizing how off her path with Lou she was right now. She leaned forward and pressed her palms to the mattress on either side of Lou's chest, kissed him, then pulled back again to look into his eyes. "What I'm trying to say is this: he's a man, obviously ... but ... he doesn't do women ... he only does men ... and ... I wanted to know, since you and I have never talked about this before ... do you?"

She gave Lou a moment to totally understand what she was asking, then made it clear, "If I made this man available to you, like I'm going to make my girl available to you ... would you be interested in being ... serviced by him?"

 

[LP1957]

Post coitus the couple laid talking and enjoying each others company as they might over a cup of coffee at the café. The fact they were naked, sweating and dripping of each others fluids, not withstanding. Hanna dropped the unexpected bomb on him of adding the option of a third to their little game times.

When he questioned the addition she replied. {"What would be involved?" "Well, simple actually. I'll bring her here Saturday ... and the two of you will have sex in place of you and I having sex. Simple. She wants to see if she can walk into a room and perform sexual acts upon an unknown man for money. Like I said ... simple."}

It was then that she remembered the wrapped gift and before he could respond she was out of bed and opening it. {"You naughty, naughty boy,"} Hanna beamed at the unexpected gift. The day after their mutual masturbation encounter, the same day Hanna had first put his cock in her mouth, Lou had ordered this item for her, hoping she would like it. The two week quarantine period had just passed and he was so enthused to give it to her.

{"I'm going to wear this on Friday when I come by your store, to get me hot and make me want you so much on Saturday."} She took hold and squeezed his cock HARD and tight. Too the point of minor pain and it only seemed to get harder in her hand as she did. Her revelation both exited Lou, as he knew she was already thinking of their next time together. It also brought back the need to respond to her telling him about the third party.

Once more, before he could get his thoughts in order, she mounted his hard dick and engulfed his full length. As she sat mostly still she explained her future business plan to him. She was motionless on the outside as she sat atop him. On the inside her very skilled vaginal muscles were contracting and releasing, causing him the most sensational feelings in his cock. It was like he were jerking himself off, only with a hot, wet and very sexy woman in place of his left hand.

She went on and on with the details of her venture. Lou was not really hearing, or at least not comprehending most of what she was saying at this point. All the blood in his body seemed to be encased in his throbbing cock deep inside of her.

It was then she dropped the atom bomb that re-caught his attention just as his cock exploded inside of her pussy. {"What I'm trying to say is this: he's a man, obviously ... but ... he doesn't do women ... he only does men ... and ... I wanted to know, since you and I have never talked about this before ... do you?"}

His explosive orgasm had to make Hanna wonder if it were just form what she was doing to his prick, or did he really have a, deep seeded, want to try out the pleasures of a man? She let his spasms pass before adding {If I made this man available to you, like I'm going to make my girl available to you ... would you be interested in being ... serviced by him?"

It took Lou a couple of minutes to catch his breath. To sort his thoughts. To answer the questions she had posed both before and after he had cum so hard inside the object of his lust.

"Hanna, I don't want to fuck anyone else. I want to be with you. Inside of only you." It was all too new to him at this point. He was still living the euphoria of their coupling. Still they both knew from what had been discussed and hinted upon that his desires ran much deeper than a simple Mistress.

"I would like to meet your friend." He blushed as he again, in his awkward way, tried to tell his lover what he would really most take pleasure in. "I mean.... you know...." he stumbled with his words. "Your female friend!" he blurted out so there would be no mistake.

"I would want you to be there. Please. But, if..... if the two of you were to stay dressed..." He was now a deep red as she still sat on top of his now spent and deflating dick. "Or mostly dressed." He rethought the situation, and well if there were another desirable girl present he wouldn't be opposed to seeing her girly parts in short glimpses. "If you both teased me. Made me maybe do things for you? To you?"

This request made Hanna stop to ponder. Lou had not said no, or anything in response to her male friend. That would need to be a subject to be revisited after she got her ducks in a row. Lou chimed in, what he hoped would bring to life, this perceived fantasy of his. "I will give her $100." He immediately upped the anti "$200.?"

 

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When Lou exploded within her just seconds after she spoke about him being serviced by another man, Hanna thought -- as he thought she would -- that that was her lover-client's clear indication that he was interested. Then, of course, he made it clear that he was only interested in partaking of her female friend

Hanna was disappointed but not at all surprised. Even if it was nothing more than a transactional arrangement, most straight men wouldn't have been interested in such an encounter. (Hanna didn't like using the word straight to describe heterosexual people and she rarely if ever spoke the word in such a way. She felt it implied that homosexual or even bisexual people were somehow bent or broken.)

"I would want you to be there ... please" Lou said in regards to the proposed encounter with the still-as-of-yet-unidentified Carmen. "But, if..... if the two of you were to stay dressed ... or mostly dressed. If you both teased me. Made me maybe do things for you? To you?"

Again, Hanna shared a smile, contemplating the possibilities. She raised her body, grimacing as she felt Lou's still hard cock slipping out of her. As she stood, she cast a glance at his erection; she'd wanted to compliment Lou many times on his ability to please her so well with his less than average cock length but hadn't, knowing that he wouldn't hear please me so well and would only hear less than average cock length.

She was now and always had been so disappointed in how society put so much emphasis on big cocks and big boobs. Every body had its beauty, and every body had its ability to please. Hanna had once dated a man with a cock shorter and narrower than Lou's, a man who could go down on her for a full hour, driving her to four, five, six orgasms before she cried out for him to stop. Ironically, he left her for a woman with Double D tits, saying she was so much more woman. Really, Pinky? she'd asked him, taking a shot at him that later she'd regretted.

"I will give her $100," Lou offered, immediately correcting, "$200?"

Carmen probably would have taken a hundred for a simply fuck and suck, but Hanna wasn't going to refuse the girl the larger amount. "$200 ... and ... I have an idea I think will please you, so ... I'm going to hit you up for some shopping items as well ... maybe another hundred worth ... but you'll get dinner and a fantasy out of it, so, it'll be worth it ... I promise."

 

[LP1957]

Lou felt a cold breeze flush over his wet dick as it popped out of its comfy confines and Hanna took this time move from the bed. {"$200 ... and ... I have an idea I think will please you, so ... I'm going to hit you up for some shopping items as well ... maybe another hundred worth ... but you'll get dinner and a fantasy out of it, so, it'll be worth it ... I promise."}

Lou reached to his pants that had been discarded on the floor and pulled out his wallet. He counted out 5 crisp $20. bills and placed them on her nightstand. He wondered, as he dressed with their night ending, how she might keep dinner a surprise as most of the finer items would need to be purchased from his establishment.

There was one other convenience store on the island. Of course she could make arrangements with one of the restaurants to get food if she indeed wanted it to be a surprise. Lou wasn't sure of what he or they had agreed upon regarding the unknown guest, but he was happy to leave things like this. The anticipation leading to Saturday would leave him excruciatingly hard and horny.

He left with yet another stirring in his sore little overused dick.

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(this section is out of sequence and occurred Monday morning)

Kyle skidded his bike up between his two friends on the parks basketball court where they tended to meet up. "What's up Loser's?" He questioned more boldly than he normally would. Bike's were still the popular mode of transpiration on the island.

"Your the only loser in this trio Kyle" Larry retorted. Larry was big for his age. The tallest and heaviest among the three.

"Yeah failure, who's the one of us that hasn't gotten his dick wet?" Tim laughed. He was the smallest of the three. It had been 'Timmy' up until just last year. Now a senior in high school he opted for Tim, though his buddies still called him Timmy.

"If you two can call those skank twins you got lucky with girls." The visiting twins were a little hideous looking. Still they had tits and were friendly. Kyle was easily the best looking and most desirable of the three boys. If not for a bout with the flu, he would surely have been one of the ones that had got laid that summer before starting their Senior year. Chances are better than 50/50 that he might have bedded both of them and his buddies would be the ones left with their 'Virgin' monikers.

The three of them traded jabs and barbs. Kyle never mentioning his conquest, though paid for in it's own way. He did have a new air about him. Told his friends he had just had a GREAT day hanging out at his grandmothers. They laughed and used that as more ammunition for his 'Loser' status. Little did they know the amenities available at Granma's.

The trio made up 3/4's of the Isle of Horny High's senior class this year. The real name of course was Horner High named after the island's namesake. Not 1 teenager had ever called it by it's real name. Even the shy ones. Hell all the parents and inhabitants still called Horny High, rather they had graduated from there or not. Largest graduating class in 12 years. Stacy was the forth. Still 17, a little overweight and somewhat homely she was mostly ignored outside of school by the three. Little did they know that over the next 6 months leading up to her 18th birthday that those extra 10 pounds would rise up from her belly to fill out her breasts. She would still be somewhat homely looking but with a newfound 36" bust that would have little deterrent to the three lustful boys.

It wasn't a one room school that it was 70 years ago. Their were now 4 rooms. One housed kindergarten to 4th grad. Another the 5th through 8th. The high school, though on the same location had the other two rooms and three teachers. All four of the graduating class had received their drivers licenses last year. Having to go mainland to get them.

Mr. Wheeler, funny as it was had been the Driver's Ed teacher for the past 30 years on the island. Still drove his 1992 Ford Taurus. The same car that he had taught most of the residents that went through the school system on the Isle of Jake.

There were only 40 cars amongst the islands 500 or so inhabitants. Lou's truck being the largest. Howard's new Cadillac being the showiest. It was a simply life on the island and most opted for golf carts. The younger crowd bicycles.

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Thursday and Friday seemed to drag out forever. They were just typical weekdays, but with his newfound love life, anytime away from Hanna didn't warrant his happiness.

As slow as those two days went, getting to 5:00 PM and his date time, on Saturday evening, was taking far too much time. Lou readied a few items to take with him. Left the warehouse, having completed what he needed to 90 minutes earlier. This extra time was going to have to be adjusted as just sitting idly waiting was the worst yet.

At exactly 4:59 Lou opened the backdoor entry with his hands full.

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Hanna answered the back door wearing a tight fitting, sexy, black dinner dress ... and from the lack of straps or lines any where else and the closeness with which the dress fit her curves and emphasized her ever-pert nipples, it might be thought that there was nothing else gracing her body except for the pair of open toed heels that once again lifted her face almost level with Lou's.

"Good of you to come, Mister Burke," Hanna said with a polite tone as she stepped back and gestured him into the back hall with an inviting wave. She looked to the items in his hands, taking the bottle of wine and reading the information on the label. Despite being a good year of Dom Perignon, Hanna sneered a bit and murmured, "Oh, are people still drinking this...? Hmm. Well, I'm sure the help will enjoy this in December when I gift it to them for their Christmas bonus this year."

Hanna headed down the hall, leaving Lou with his hands still full of the flowers and candy and the door open behind them. She led him into the foyer, which the now defunct B&B's guests used to access from the now boarded up front door.

The foyer was surprisingly fully illuminated, by the chandelier above them, the lights on the wall, and a pair of candelabras standing off to the sides. Hanna wasn't concerned about the neighbors because the windows of the foyer were now covered over by plastic that had been delivered for the future repainting of the interior, as of yet still not on the calendar.

"Astrid!" Hanna called out toward the open kitchen portal. "Can you come take our guest's gifts and deal with them appropriately."

She turned back to Lou and with her feigned hoity-toity tone said, "I want to apologize up front, Mister Burke, for my ... let's call her less than satisfactory domestic servant, Astrid. With the quarantine, it's hard to find good help on the island, don't you think? I have been told you are some sort of business man, yes ... import, export...? Or ... was I misinformed and you are simply a grocery store clerk?"

Before he could respond, Astrid -- aka Carmen -- emerged from the door-less portal that led to the dining room ... wearing a sexy French maid costume. "Astrid, please put the flowers in a vase of water. I think they will look swell in the alcove of the back hallway, right next to the servant's rest room, don't you think? The wine can go to the spare refrigerator, and the candy ... well--"

She leaned in closer to Astrid and whispered, "You've put on a few pounds in recent days, so, I guess it won't hurt it you eat it."

Hanna gestured Lou to follow her to the dining room and, staying in her faux rich bitch character, continued, "I have a nice bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon from the vineyard of Peter Michael, a 1988. I picked it up at a wine auction in Paris last fall. It's probably wasted on you ... no offense intended. I just know that the palate of the typical islander might not be as refined as my own."

She gave a ridiculous chuckle of feigned humor that sounded like that woman with the crazy hair in The Hunger Games -- which, actually, was just the sound for which Hanna was aiming. "Not meaning to call you typical, Mister Burke. I'm sure that you are far and above..."

Hanna didn't even bothering to finish her critical description of Lou's sophistication as she headed for her seat at the dinner table, which could normally seat 16 but had only Hanna's sitting at the end and a second set of dishware at the chair to her right.

"I believe Astrid has the Hors D’oeuvre on the table, so, shall we?" she said, stopping at her chair and giving Lou a look that said she expected him to seat her.

One they were both sat, she began a ridiculous conversation about how the COVID-19 pandemic was hurting the financial security of her family's vast corporation that spanned three continents and twelve countries, followed by the complaint that she was missing all the good Broadway plays and Paris fashion shows.

Every time Lou tried to add something to the conversation, Hanna cut him off with a Yes, yes, that's true, but... or an Oh, you're one of those types... or a Well, I don't see it that way and neither should you...

Carmen came and went, delivering plates, bowls, and glasses of meat and drink that had been on the shopping list Hanna had provided Lou two days earlier. And each time Carmen approached Lou to serve him, she leaned farther forward than was necessary to ensure that he got a clean look down her generous, boosted bosom ... while her flirtatious eyes stared firmly into his.

Often she whispered questions or comments to him, but as she was using the little bit of Swedish she'd learned from an island visitor she'd balled one summer, Lou couldn't know what she was saying to him.

At one point, as she was refilling his flute of champagne, Carmen accidentally spilled a bit of it into Lou's lap. She immediately began apologizing profusely in her foreign tongue, grabbed up a cloth napkin ... and began trying to dry his crotch with a touch and method that -- if it was to go on too long -- would likely make Lou's underwear more wet than less.

"Enough ... enough, Astrid," Hanna chastised. "Go prepare the dessert. We'll take it in the library."

Carmen -- who had been smiling as she dried the cloth over Lou's now obvious erection -- gave the man a wink, turned, and headed away; her hips swung and her ass bounced with extra effort. Hanna just shook her head and mumbled her criticisms of the girl.

Hanna again gave Lou that help me with my chair look, and once they were both on their feet, they headed for the library. As they passed the open kitchen door, Carmen was leaning over at the hips to adjust the buckle on her heels; her ass was stuck out from beneath her skirt, showing off her lacy white panties. She met Lou's gaze and again winked to him.

Before they could even get to the library, though, Hanna stopped short, held her fingertips to her temple, and feigned pain within her skull. She made an excuse about a migraine and told Lou, "I'm sorry, Mister Burke, but I'm simply going to have to call out evening short. I hope you will forgive me and come again another evening yes? "

Standing barely within the distance necessary to do so, Hanna stuck her hand out to Lou, saying, "It was ... nice to meet you, Mister Burke ... and ... Astrid will show you out."

And with that, Hanna turned to the stairs and ascended them without another word.

 

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Hanna looked as sexy as ever in another little black dress that he had yet laid eyes on. It was obvious, by its revealing fit that she had nothing else on but the 4" heels that made them the same height as she looked into his eyes.

{"Good of you to come, Mister Burke,"} she said with a formality that he didn't recognize from her. She took the bottle of Champaign and read the label. {"Oh, are people still drinking this...? Hmm. Well, I'm sure the help will enjoy this in December when I gift it to them for their Christmas bonus this year.} Her contempt at his gift shocked and excited him. If he hadn't already been hard thinking of this night, then seeing here in the sexy dress he was certainly rigid now. It was true Lou was no wine connoisseur, more of a beer man he just brought over what others asked him to. This bottle had been in the wine cellar some time.

Lou followed her down the hallway like a puppy wanting to hump her bare leg when he heard her call out, {"Astrid!"} The name didn't ring a bell in his mind as he wondered just who might be here with them. {"Can you come take our guest's gifts and deal with them appropriately."}

Hanna went on to apologize for her maid when Carmen entered the room and Lou gasped. This cute young girl served him coffee every morning. Lunch a couple days a week. This couldn't be the girl Hanna had referred to as her new employee could it? Yet the very divulging French Maid's outfit she donned left little doubt that she was.

"Car.... Astrid is it?" Lou asked in shock as it was becoming clear they were in the midst of a role-play here. He would do his best to keep up with the two lovelies in hopes of fulfilling another of his dark desires.

{You've put on a few pounds in recent days, so, I guess it won't hurt it you eat it."} she chastised the young girl, who in reality could not afford to loose a few ounces let alone a pound. It was now quite apparent who was in charge and leading this drama. Even her chastising Carmen, as she had him only moments earlier, made his hard dick twitch in his pants.

Hanna led him to the dining room and proceeded to talk down not just him, but about the island folk in general, as being less than she was used to putting up with. Even laughing maniacally before adding, in obvious sarcasm, that she was sure he were better than most.

Lou witnessed just two place settings and when she paused at the head of the table it was clear she was taking the place of honor at his sitting. Lou dutifully pulled her chair out and seated her before taking his place at her side. His seat sat lower than hers and where they were eye to eye standing, she now looked slightly down upon him.

As they ate the surprisingly good appetizers Hanna was spinning a wild tale of her family riches, holdings and accomplishments. each time Lou would try to intercede and join the dramatization she would wave the back of her hand at him and shut him down before he could start. Not letting him string together more than 4 od 5 words before turning him off.

Astrid came and went, serving each course and with each serving it seemed she was revealing a little more skin to Lou as she brought it. Her skirt and panties lifted higher, her bust line lowered. By the time the main course was delivered Lou could see the dark outline of her nipples just visible when he looked hard enough. Lou was looking HARD. He had been hard from the moment the back door opened.

When she 'accidently' spilled a few sips of his wine right on that hardness. Then, taking his napkin from his lap and dabbing at the wet area that was reaching out to meet her hand. Lou thought he was going to cum like he did back in college when a friend talked him into the one and only lap dance he had ever had.

{"Enough ... enough, Astrid,"} Hanna reading Lou's eyes and knowing the look he took on when close to shooting his load. {"Go prepare the dessert. We'll take it in the library."} Carmen gave him a wink and a feigned pout and was out the room as ordered.

Again he helped her up and followed her, wishing she had said bedroom as opposed to library. But he was more than happy to play out this scene she had created for them. That is until...{"I'm sorry, Mister Burke, but I'm simply going to have to call our evening short. I hope you will forgive me and come again another evening yes? "}

Was she serious? Was this just part of the plot? Didn't he tell his 'whore' what it was he wanted tonight? He had never called her that. Never thought of her in that manner until the possible disappointment of this moment.

{"It was ... nice to meet you, Mister Burke ... and ... Astrid will show you out."} Hanna stuck out her hand and he did shake it softly. Wanting to kiss it, but too awkward in the short time she left it extended. She then turned and walked her perfect ass briskly up the stairs and closed her bedroom door behind her as she entered it. Astrid reappeared in the opposite doorway.

 

[PennySaver]

Carmen made her way out into the foyer where she found Lou staring at the shapely, delicious ass that was ascending the staircase. She was carrying a platter on which rested two large saucers filled with a fruity ice cream treat that was beautifully decorated with whipped cream, nuts, and drizzled chocolate syrup.

"Miss Reed mår inte bra...?" Astrid spoke with what passed for a realistic Swedish accent. "Gick hon och lägger sig med ont i huvudet?"

Carmen smiled, giggled, and acted shy; she forced a blush into her cheeks by imagining herself on her knees with Lou's cock plunging in and out of her mouth, something she knew she shouldn't be doing and, therefore, caused her to consciously become embarrassed.

"I am sorry my English is no very good," Carmen said, still in the faux accent. "I ask, Miss Reed not feel well ... head hurt ... um ... migraine...? She head hurt often."

She looked to the platter with a sad expression. "Is shame must garbage ... um, through way...? Is very good. Maybe Mer från Mr Burke want eat ... not must garbage?"

 

[LP1957]

Lou was despondent and still staring up the staircase in hopes this was all just a bad play. That Hanna would open her bedroom door, naked and beckoning him up the stairs. the dinner had been great. he wondered if had been prepared by the beautiful Hanna, or the cute Carmen.

Her bad Swedish and equally faux accent were annoying Lou and his dick had softened at the turn of events. It had been a full five minutes since Hanna disappeared on him. Was she really not feeling well? Was she just trying to push Carmen on him, so he would have sex with her?

"Please stop Carmen." He used her real name and not the character she had been playing all night. She could see the frustration in his eyes. "You eat it." he told her as he opened his wallet and put a $100. bill on the tray. Knowing he had said $200. His disappointment in how the evening ended so early caused him to balk at that.

"Please Lou." Carmen looked almost teary eyed as she broke out of character. Lou got the impression she didn't know the truth of what was going on here either. "This is kind of like an audition for me. If you leave now Hanna will not like that I could not entice you."

Lou smiled, Carmen was very cute. In the Maid's outfit, even quite nice on the eyes. "I guess a little desert would be nice." Lou took the tray from her and he was the one that led the way into the library where they sat.

Astrid began to talk and Lou told her that Carmen was much nicer to talk with. They talked more as friends, as they would in the coffee shop over the next 30 minutes as they enjoyed their ice cream. No talk was made of the prostitute ranks that she may or may not be joining soon.

When their bowls were empty Lou retrieved the second $100. bill and added a $20. He felt sorry for Carmen. Sorry she needed to sell herself. Sorry his interest was not in her. Just sorry in general as his night was ending 2 hours earlier than he had planned. "I will give Hanna a rave review on your company tonight Carmen." He reassured her.

As Lou stood to leave for the evening they both gasped, looking up wide eyed, in shock to find Hanna standing in the doorway to the library.

 

[PennySaver]

"Please stop Carmen."

The young woman's heart skipped a beat at Lou's demand to end the role play. She was at a loss for what to do; Hanna had carefully choreographed how the night was to play out, with all the possible alternatives leading to only one conclusion: the three of them in bed together acting our a very bed porno with very satisfying results.

But from upstairs, just inside her still open bedroom door, Hanna had heard Lou's request that -- as her sports minded Ex would say -- the game be ended while it was still in the first half. Once she heard the pair enter the library, Hanna had carefully and silently made her way back down the stairs and had found herself slipping the dust cover off one of the chairs in the hall and sitting in it to listen in on the pair.

After twenty minutes or so, Hanna could tell by the conversation that Lou was about to call it a night. She stood and -- just as silently but quicker this time -- hurried up the stairs to her room, then back down again.

She arrived just in time to here Lou promise Carmen, "I will give Hanna a rave review on your company tonight Carmen."

When the pair of them looked, they found Hanna standing in the open doorway Hanna there wearing the lacy red bra and pearl panties set in which she'd promised Lou would see her tonight; a semi-sheer, white full length robe completed the ensemble, doing little to hide the other two pieces and, of course, not hiding the 5 inch matching heels at all.

She said nothing at all, only staring at the two as she waited to see how Lou continued the evening.

 

[LP1957]

Lou saw Hanna standing there in the doorway in just the pearl encrusted lingerie he had gifted her, and a shear white robe that was mostly transparent. She had a stern and disappointed look on her face.

Lou’s mouth was agape as he stared at Hanna, then to Carmen, then back to Hanna. He wanted to ask if she were feeling better? Was this all a rouse to see how he would respond? Was Carmen in on it? She looked as excited by seeing Hanna in her sexy garb as Lou was.

“I’m sorry Hanna”. Were you not done? Did I screw things up?” He asked half frightened of having messed up her plans. Another look at Carmen had him sure she was not aware of this part of Hanna’s plan. Or if she was, she was a much better actress then he could have imagined and would make a perfect whore.

The look on her face, now was one of concern and freight. “I’m sorry too Hanna,” she started out but Hanna quickly hushed her. She however pushed on. “Punish me Hanna,” she begged. “It was me that broke character.” She moved from sitting on the sofa, where she had enjoyed her ice cream treat with Lou, to behind it and bent her body over it. Her tits hanging and barely contained in the low cut top of the maid’s outfit. Her nearly bare ass cheeks on display and her sex barely covered by the small strip of white panties that were now pulled up very high and into her ass crack.

If Lou or Hanna made their way behind the sofa to where she was offering her ass up for punishment they would see just how wet those panties now were. Hard as it was for Lou to brake his gaze from the pearls that were rubbing up and down Hanna’s slit and clitoris. He had to look to Carmens tits that were just again showing a line of her darkened areola with her nipples threatening to tear the material that held them in.

Hanna just smiled to herself knowing she had Lou on the hook.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna had entered the room with absolutely no game plan other than to prevent Lou from leaving without satisfaction. The lingerie seemed to be doing the trick, stopping the man in his tracks with a deer in the headlights expression on his face.

The string of pearls that ran from the front of the pantie's waist back, down between her labia, up between her ass cheeks, and back to the waist band had the extra added benefit of causing Hanna some very unique pleasure, as well. The genuine pearls -- not some cheap plastic fakes -- maintained a feeling of coolness against her flesh, even where they passed between her warm, wet pussy lips, and when she walked they more often than not flopped to one side of her clit and back, teasing her with every stride.

The pair offered their apologies for what they perceived were faults committed to her well thought out role play, but Hanna only held up a hand in a gesture meant to silence them.

"Punish me Hanna," Carmen begged, doing her best to turn the situation from the wrong path it had taken back to its proper end all destination. She bent her body over the couch, presenting a scene that looked straight out of one of Lou's many pornos, adding, "I need this opportunity to serve you..."

And then, falling right back into her original role, Astrid begged in her heavy accent, "Snälla, Miss Reed, jag kan inte förlora det här jobbet. I need it ... Är du snäll ... please ... this job ... it is all I have."

As Carmen had been begging, Hanna had been slowly moving toward the pair, admiring how Lou somehow prevented himself from becoming dizzy as his head spun left, right, left, right, his gaze moving between the two pairs of panties that each offered him something unique to desire.

Now near Lou, Hanna reached out and grasped the tie that her text had told her to wear for dinner, and turning toward the end of the couch, she dragged him along behind her until the pair of them had circled the couch entirely and were standing directly behind Carmen's elevated ass.

Reaching up under the many layers of the French maid costume's frills, Hanna roughly jerked the younger woman's panties down off her butt cheeks, exposing the folds of flesh from which the lube wetting those panties had come. She stepped back, looked to Lou, and said with a serious tone, "Mister Burke ... if you will please..."

She didn't give any further instructions or guidance; she only presented Carmen's pussy to Lou and gave him permission. Then, turning her back to him and curling around the other end of the couch, she came to a stop directly before Astrid's face, grasped a handful of hair, pulled her head up so that her face -- specifically her mouth -- was even with where the pearls passed through her own folds of flesh, and moved forward the last couple of inches to force Carmen's mouth to her pussy.

She said not a word as the barista began licking and sucking, letting the swelling of her chest and the soft sighs do the speaking for her.

 

[LP1957]

Lou was still unsure if this were real? Planned? Or improvised. At this point, his dick once more making his decisions for him, he no longer cared. His head was spinning as he looked from girl to girl like he were watching a tennis match.

Carmen was bent over and presenting herself for who knows what might come? cum? She was whimpering, begging and reverting back to her Astrid personna. Only now it was not annoying to Lou. He was enthralled that his evening was still alive. That Hanna was again in charge even if his gift to her had her squirming in such a nice way.

Hanna took hold of Lou's necktie and walked him to the backside of the sofa where Astrid's ass was propped up high and vulnerable. She very well could have led him there with his dick if his pants were down. He was that hard again.

When they arrived Hanna unceremoniously reached under the young girls skirt and yanked her wet panties right to the floor. Exposing her sweet 20 year old ass and pussy for their viewing pleasure.
{"Mister Burke ... if you will please..."}

Lou couldn't pinpoint the exact time it happened. But soon after Carmen had laid herself prone over the furniture, before he even had his first look at her bare bottom, Lou had forsaken his vow to only cheat with Hanna. To be faithful to no other but her and his wife.

That had definitely changed though. Carmen was no longer the sweet, young, innocent girl that filled his coffee cup in the morning. Would she ever be that to him again? Lou paid little attention as Hanna moved herself back to the front of the sofa. Barely noticed as she stuck her wet, pearl encased sex within reach of Astrid's tongue. Never gave a thought that this may well be Carmen's first taste of pussy.

NO! he had only one thought in mind at this moment. He SLAPPED the girls bare ass hard, causing her to jump and her face pushed into Hanna's sex rather she was ready to venture there or not.

Lou quickly undid his pants and dropped them to his ankles. He didn't bother to take the time to step out of them. He went straight and fast, balls deep into only the second pussy he had been inside of in the past 25 years other than Karen's.

Carmen did not posses Hanna's exotic beauty. She couldn't boast of Hanna's form or sexuality. But at this moment. This place and time she was all Lou wanted or desired as he fucked the girl not paying attention in the least to the lady that held his lust, singularly, up until 20 minutes ago.

Lou fucked Astrid like a man possessed. Like Hanna had fucked him only nights ago. Harder and with more determination then when Hanna had ordered him to fuck her so hard she wouldn't be able to walk.

Hanna was surly enjoying her side of the sofa, but had she pushed her meal ticket a little too far? Could she real him back in? Keep Carmen on the right side of the tracks? Lou screamed out and if the houses on each side of the Rosemont were not now vacant they surly would have thought something amiss and called the police.

Lou filled the young girls pussy to over flowing and when he pulled out he again SWATTED her other ass check as he watched his cum dribble out of her still spread legs and drip onto the hardwood floor.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna's eyes never left Lou as he pummeled the younger woman's pussy mercilessly for more minutes than she'd honestly expected. His endurance was improving, she noted, which was both good and bad: it meant that he would feel more confident and proud and, likely, wish to continue his patronage of the Isle of Jake whores; it also meant that Hanna and possibly Carmen and God knows who else she might pull into her new business would have to work harder and longer to fully satisfy Mister Burke. Whore's loved a man who regularly got off during a single round trip passage of a clock's second hand.

For her part, Carmen was enjoying the fuck at her back side and the suck at her front side but not particularly the positioning of her body for either one. She'd asked Hanna the first day they'd spoke about her joining the island's sex trade whether or not it was appropriate for her to reach climax, the answer from Hanna being Sure! Why not? But she'd never got off from doggy style, and the combination of being bent over at the waist and pulled upward in the back -- to reach her mouth to Hanna's pussy -- was simply preventing her from achieving that euphoria for which she'd hoped.

No biggie she told herself, still reacting sincerely with soft cries to the ramming that was happening over the couch. Lou let loose a loud, euphoric groan of his own and began filling her with his seed, and a moment later Hanna backed away and freed her mouth from eating at the soft flesh flanking the string of pearls. She wasn't exactly sure how she was supposed to react, so she simply begged, "No, Miss ... no Sir ... Snälla, sluta inte ... please ... do not stop."

"Mister Burke," Hanna said firmly, waiting for him to come down off his cloud of ecstasy before she ordered, "You are done, sir. You will not give this treacherous girl what she wants ... fulfillment."

Carmen let loose a long, soft, pleading dialogue, mostly in Swedish that stressed how badly she wanted to continue being fucked. But Hanna gestured Lou to put himself back together, and when Carmen stood tall again, Hanna ordered, "You will leave this house now, and you will not come back until you have learned to conduct yourself properly."

Hanna reached to the coffee table, gathered the $220, and threw it at Carmen's chest, which had fallen out of her top and was still on full display as if somehow she couldn't see her tits right there. "Consider this your salary and severance pay. Take care of your own taxes, and please leave my house."

Carmen backed a step, looked to and apologized to Lou, apologized to Hanna again, and ran off out of the library; her panties remained on the floor where Hanna had dropped them.

"Mister Burke, I want to apologize for my maid's performance tonight," Hanna said, still in her hoity toity tone. She reached a hand out to him over the couch's back. "In fact ... I would like to make my apologies to you upstairs, if you wouldn't mind ... in my bedroom."

 

[LP1957]

Lou had a firm grasp on Astrid's slight hips as he pounded her ferociously into the sofa. This was meant to be a punishment to the girl after all. Her right butt cheek reddened and stinging from his slap, her left to feel the same when he was finished with her.

He was unaware of Hanna's staring eyes, watching him take and initiate this young girl in a way that prior he had only taken her. His once self considered 'little dick' now the COCK of a man possessed and in need of fucking the young maid. Where a month ago this would not have been considered. A month ago if he had stuck his cock in the tight refines, of a barley 20 year old, he would last at best a half dozen strokes.

Lou fucked Carmen a good 10 minutes before letting out his cry of lust and filling her with his hot seed. Astrid was giving out soft moans, even a gasp or two when he rammed into her with extra force. For once though, Lou did not concern himself in the least with her pleasure. This was probably the first time in his life that he was fucking a girl for his own gratification alone.

When his cum was deposited in his whore for the night Lou retreated after reddening her other butt cheek. Hanna too stepped back and left the girls holes void of attention. She begged, in her mock Swedish, for more but it was not to be granted.

Lou did consider a quick second round with this newfound piece of ass. He even wondered if her asshole were off limits to him as Hanna's was. As he spied the cum dripping from her pussy, her puckered little star looked quite inviting to him. He had never penetrated a women there with his dick and the curiosity was intriguing in his minds eye. {"Mister Burke,"} Hanna brought him back to reality. {"You are done, sir. You will not give this treacherous girl what she wants ... fulfillment."}

Lou sighed, but was not overly disappointed. He knew in his mind now that there would be more of Carmen Paul in his life. Not just serving him coffee, but servicing him as he desired. Astrid again pleaded for more. She was now into this 'role' and wanted it not to stop. It was Astrids's voice still pleading. But it was Carmen's, wanting to be ravished and desire for more.

{"You will leave this house now, and you will not come back until you have learned to conduct yourself properly."} Lou was sure this were still part of the play. Carmen had surely aced the interview. Despondingly she took her cue and ran off, her smallish tits bouncing and her still dripping pussy staining the floor.

{"Mister Burke, I want to apologize for my maid's performance tonight,"} Hanna said, still in character. {"In fact ... I would like to make my apologies to you upstairs, if you wouldn't mind ... in my bedroom."} Lou kissed Hanna, he was truly and totally spent and he did indeed have the headache that Hanna had feigned earlier. Despite having another hour left in their allotted timeframe Lou apologized and promised to make it up to her on Wednesday.

The on again, off again, then back on again sexual antics of the night. Along with the frustration from earlier really had left him, though satisfied, ready to call it a night. Hanna knew it best not to try and dissuade him. She certainly wouldn't beg the man to stay, even if that is what her heart and pussy wanted at this moment.

Hanna, the newly crowned Madam of the Isle of Jake had forsaken her own pleasure, lest the inexperienced, somewhat distracted tongue of her first new employee. She may well find the need to alter that situation moving forward.

Lou left with a bright smile on his face, a pounding in his head and his wallet $220. lighter. Not that the expenditure was of any consequence. Lou was not a frivolous man in any way. But $220. made up maybe a third of what was in his wallet on a daily basis.

There must have been $10,000. in cash inside his safe at home. Another $50,000. plus in a safety deposit box at the bank. Twenty times that in his actual bank account on the island. Another 5 times that in three offshore accounts that Karen didn't even know about.

Lou had done QUITE well over his years with deals that boarded, at best, on the legal side. His total net worth of over 10 million dollars. One wouldn't know that though. Yes he and Karen lived well. One of the nicer houses on the island, but by no means a mansion. His truck was new and expensive, but that was a work expense. Howard had gone mainland with him to purchase it and wanted him to get the fancy $3,000. set of wheels, the chrome sidings package, the upgraded turbo engine.

Lou had no need for these showy items. Purchasing the basic, well made and required truck for the job it needed to fill. Lou didn't wear the thousand dollar watch, or imported silk suits. Truth be told you wouldn't see Lou in a suit outside of a funeral or some other very special occasion. He had even left strict instructions that he NOT be buried himself in one.

The shorts and sandals mentality of the island is part of what drew him here in the first place. He didn't need to work another day in his life and he and Karen would be fine. His two grown kids would be fine, his three grandkids and any that might follow would be well provided for.

As would any other charity or relation that he chose to embrace. Hanna still had not formally met Karen. Didn't have a clue as to Lou's extended family. Even in their down times of relaxing and getting to know each other, had either of their families been discussed. Lou knew the story of Ryan and how he had abandoned her here on the Isle of Jake, but that was the closest they had gotten to talking of their personal lives.

Lou smiled as he drove the short distance home. His idea for the night, if he were writing the script would have been for the two ladies to tease and chastise him. To diminish him as a man. To have them do to him what he ended up doing to Astrid. No it was himself he saw in the role that Carmen had played.

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Hanna was changing him. Making him better. Stronger. Yet he still had those deep dark cravings pent up inside of him.

 

[PennySaver]

Monday morning, bright and early, at the sound of the bell over the door, Carmen looked left from the espresso machine to see Mister Burke entering The Buzz. She'd been wondering whether he would come for his usual early morning cup of coffee, knowing that the young woman he'd cum in as he had on Saturday would be behind the counter.

Carmen hadn't known how she would handle seeing Lou as a coffee customer again after having had him plunging her pussy for money. She'd had nearly 48 hours to think on it, and she'd decided that if she was going to be a prostitute, she was going to have to learn to deal with such situations.

But, Carmen being Carmen -- bold, flirty, strong -- she also knew she had to handle it with flare, so when Lou stepped up to the counter to place his order, she said to him in barely over a whisper and in her faux accent, "Our special this morning is a hot ... wet ... satisfying mug of cappuccino ... topped with shaved Swedish chocolate."

She smiled broadly to him, blushed, then laughed. Looking to ensure no one was paying them any attention, she admitted in her regular voice, "Yeah, I know, its the Swiss who are known for their chocolate, Mister Burke ... but, I couldn't very well offer you a latte with Swedish meatballs, could I?"

Again looking about, she continued in an almost in audible whisper, "Thank you, Lou ... for what you did. You helped me out."

And after yet another glance about the sparsely occupied coffee shop, Carmen added, "Hanna has hinted that, maybe, perhaps ... you might be interested in something ... special ... the next time we ... you know."

Truthfully, Hanna hadn't told Carmen any such thing at all. What Hanna had told her was that -- during their quiet moments before and after sex in their past get-togethers -- Lou had spoken of having fantasies he wished to fulfill. Hanna had instructed Carmen, "If you see Lou before I do, I want you to tempt him into better describing some of them to you. I could ask him myself, and I probably will. But it will be good for you if you are to pursue this profession to learn to ask your customers what they want from you. Remember, this isn't about you ... it's about them."

 

[LP1957]

Lou worked around the house on Sunday morning, then spent the rest of the day with Karen. They went for a long walk in the afternoon. Karen had suggested going early in the morning but Lou knew she would want to stop by the Buzz first to grab a latte. He wasn't worried about confronting Carmen there, but he didn't want anything awkward to occur in Karen's presence.

Lou was always one of the first to arrive at the Buzz, most every weekday. There were the two tables of old timers that sometimes arrived before him. They were already there today but sitting in the far corner of the little coffee shop. They would leave and exchange that preferred area by 8:15 when the gossip mongers would take their place around 9:00.

Lou smiled and when she smiled back he was pretty sure all was well in both their worlds as he approached the counter. She said to him, in a voice only slightly more than a whisper and in her faux accent from Saturday night. {"Our special this morning is a hot ... wet ... satisfying mug of cappuccino ... topped with shaved Swedish chocolate."} Carmen smiled and stifled a giggle that might be deemed inappropriate. Not that the old times would care or pay it any mind.

The gossip group would surely take it and RUN. "Can I get a double?" Lou quipped back. He was actually feeling much more bold and confident around females these last couple weeks. He was very polite but she did feel his eyes undressing her as he never had before.

{"Yeah, I know, its the Swiss who are known for their chocolate, Mister Burke ... but, I couldn't very well offer you a latte with Swedish meatballs, could I?"}

It was Lou's turn to laugh. "No no, Astrid, please leave the balls to me." He was truly amused at her since of humor on this matter. "My regular black, no frills please." Lou pulled out a $10. bill for the 75 cent cup of plain black java and placed it in her tip jar.

Her voice lowered an octave or two as she whispered for his ears only. {"Thank you, Lou ... for what you did. You helped me out."}

"Rest assured it was my pleasure Carmen." He replied back in his regular voice so all who heard would know he was pleased with her. Of course it would be assumed to be for his coffee, not the draining of his cock two nights ago by the 'virgin (first time) prostitute'.

A happy smile filled her face as he admitted to the fun he'd had with her and inside of her. {"Hanna has hinted that, maybe, perhaps ... you might be interested in something ... special ... the next time we ... you know."}

Lou found himself blushing now. Had Hanna related one or more of his kinks to this girl? He had only hinted around the edges of them to Hanna herself. She did have a way of reading him that he had never known before.

If he stayed any longer at her counter some might get ideas. As it was a couple ladies, two of the school teachers, not the gossipers entered and stood behind him awaiting to order.

Lou knew there was a window between the old timers and the gossip mongers. The two groups were not overly fond of each other. That window was between 8:30 and 8:50. "I will be back at 8:40 for a refill and we can discuss that." Lou never came back for seconds, hell, he had a pot of coffee going in the store all the time. No she read his meaning and smiled. That time was known about the island regulars to be her break time and few if any came in during that half hour. It was almost always empty to her now that the tourists weren't around.

Lou went to the table of guys and talked and joked as he normally would with them before heading over to open the store. What?, How much?, How detailed?, he would be when he returned to the Buzz was unsure to him at this point. He did look forward to seeing how much if anything the young girl knew about his desires.

 

[PennySaver]

Wednesday night, just minutes before he was to head out the door for the now shut down B&B, Lou got a text from Hanna that was little more than an address and the instructions, Meet me here. It was one of the many vacation beach houses that were normally rented out for the summer season but which, like the others, were almost exclusively empty.

"You're just in time, Lou," Hanna said, greeting him at the door. He had questions, as she'd expected, and she explained that she'd rented the house for the season at a very affordable rate. "Got me some roommates, who you'll get a chance to meet tonight."

She took his hand and led him to the master bedroom, which would be hers. All of her stuff was here; she'd come to the Isle of Jake with little more than a single suitcase and an over the shoulder bag with make up, bikinis, and slinky undergarments, but since she'd been here -- particularly after beginning to bring in some cash through her new profession -- she'd been accumulating many of the things a woman would normally have in her life, pandemic be damned.

"Come over here, Lou," she said, gesturing him to the bed. A men's butler uniform was laid out on the bed. With a devilish smirk, Hanna ordered, "I have to go check on something in the kitchen, but I'll be back, Lou. Put it on."

She left the bedroom and came back a few minutes later, just as he was finishing by donning the patent leather dress shoes. Hanna could see by Lou's expression that he knew this was leading to something unexpected; the shirt was small and made of a stretchy cotton/synthetic blend that fit tightly, showing off his muscular chest and flat belly; and the crotch of the pants -- which were also a stretchy, body hugging fabric -- were far too tight and showed off the shape of his cock very conspicuously.

Hanna gave him a once over review with a devilish grin, then stepped up close and said, "You're wearing it wrong."

She loosed the fly of the pants, which rather than being a metal zipper was an interesting combination of Velcro and soft cotton intended to provide comfort for when she reached into the opening, pulled out his cock and balls, and took a moment to arrange them comfortably ... for the right way to wear the uniform pants, which was with his family jewels well on display.

Hanna stepped back, gave him another up and down review, then asked, "Are you ready to serve dinner to my guests now, Lou?"

 

[LP1957]

{"Hanna has hinted that, maybe, perhaps ... you might be interested in something ... special ... the next time we ... you know."} That statement rattled around in his mind as he open the store and dealt with his customers over the next 2 hours.

What would he tell Carmen? What had Hanna already told her? He could easily fill a shopping list two pages long of things he was curious about. Things he wanted to try. Things he wanted to try having done to him. Hanna had even added a line herself when she had asked him his thoughts on being with another man?

He knew he was not ready for that, nor would he ever admit it to Carmen if he did turn onto that dark path. Dark to him as he had never considered a one on one coupling. In his cuckold fantasies their were Alpha males involved. Men that would tell him what to do as they pummeled his wife within his view.

That was certainly one of his top fantasies. 'something special' as Carmen had termed it. That was one that would have to be somewhere down the line when he was more comfortable with this new lifestyle he had discovered.

His 'something special' today would need to be tamer, when he talked to Carmen. Unless of course she already had been informed by Hanna of his proclivity for cuckold porn? Had he even revealed that to his Mistress as yet?

He knew he had told her, or at least hinted in round about ways, of his embarrassment fetish. Yes, that is where he would start out with his confessing to Carmen. Maybe ask that she, and Hanna as well double team him in a way that would leave his face, and dare his ass, a bright shade of crimson.

Lou went on, for the next 10 minutes describing, to Carmen, how in his youth he had been caught masturbating, twice, and the lasting sexual deviance it had left him with. How when in a situation that turned his face red, his penis would become uncontrollably rigid. He told her of the stories and videos he relished and that they centered around being caught or made to be naked around those that may not necessarily be in the same state of dress.

How far they might choose to take matters would be entirely up to Carmen and her Boss. The more the embarrassment the more he would be willing to fill the girls bank accounts.

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Lou made his daily morning visits on Tuesday and Wednesday to the Buzz. Nothing more was said or discussed of the matter he had revealed to Carmen in their short time alone for his 'refill'. Lou was wondering as he was getting ready at the warehouse to make his way to the Rosemont when he received a text from Hanna. It was nothing more then the address of one of the islands rentals, and that he should meet her there.

{"You're just in time, Lou,"} Hanna smiled and opened her new residence for him. {"Got me some roommates, who you'll get a chance to meet tonight."} Lou looked inquisitively at her. It was all together affordable to rent one of these vacant houses at a cheap price, and she did have a form of income now. How steady that flow was he didn't know.

'Roommates' Lou thought. Of course he assumed Carmen to be one. Were there more than just her? There was the male she had referred to? She took his hand and led him down the hall to the master bedroom. He heard no other voices or saw any sign of anyone else about. Was this to be another role play? {Come over here, Lou,"} she stated firmly as she led him to the bed. A men's butler uniform laid out there. With a look alone she had his dick hard. {"I have to go check on something in the kitchen, but I'll be back, Lou. Put it on."} and with that she was out the closed door leaving him there alone.

A man's butler outfit was lying on the bed. Not the tails and top hat kind. This was clearly obtained from a sex or costume store. Lou couldn't help but wonder how it had arrived on the island as he inspected it. It looked to be a size too small and very clingy. That was confirmed as he put it on and looked in the mirror. Lou was no body builder but he did keep himself in decent shape. Still, the very tight material molded against his skin. It actually made his junk look presentable as it pushed against it's confines.

That would surely be a point of embarrassment if indeed there were someone else in the house. He was turning red already knowing that Hanna would see him in it. He again looked in the mirror and the part that covered his ass cheeks was a thin mesh that left them very visible to the eye.

As he was slipping on the pair of shoes Hanna reentered the room with the same evil grin she had left with. {"You're wearing it wrong."} She said to him in the same exasperated tone that she had used on Astrid Saturday night.

She approached him and reaching out her firm hand proceeded to open the fly of the tight pants, reached into the opening and pulling out his very hard cock, along with his very full balls. She moved them about until she was satisfied with how they were displayed. Gave his outfit a once over look and his balls a firm squeeze and stated as more a command than the form of a the question it took.

{"Are you ready to serve dinner to my guests now, Lou?"] With that she exited the room and headed for the dining room. Lou stood dumbfounded. His cock out and a large dollop of precum resting precariously at its tip. Was he really going to go outside the bedroom in this manner? Was there really anyone else there besides himself and Hanna? Could he show this side of himself to Carmen if she were present? Would there be another man here? One that would surely recognize him.

Lou stood scared and stiff. This is what he had asked for. Agreed to pay his hard earned money for. Begged for, if honest with himself. Craved since his youth. Lou took a deep long breath and biting the bullet stepped into the hallway. Each excruciating step, down the hallway, causing him concern of what he might find. Of what lay around the corner. Of what Hanna had in store for him.