My phone rang, it was a strange number, l wasn’t going to answer it then for some reason l changed my mind. I didn’t say anything then heard a voice and straight away recognised Walter. I said it was nice to hear his voice, he said he had spent all day thinking about me. I asked if he wanted me to go to the flat to meet him but he said he couldn’t, it was his wife’s birthday and he was on his way home, he said he had been in London all day for a meeting with a client. I asked if it was anyone famous, he said very but he couldn’t tell me.
I could hear him breathing loudly and asked what he was doing. He didn’t answer, then l realised that he was wanking. I asked him if he was wanking and said l hoped he wasn’t driving. He said he was parked down the road from his house, that he couldn’t stop thinking about me. I said that he was sweet and asked him if he wanted me to talk dirty to him while he wanked. He said he didn’t want me for that, that he just wanted to hear my voice, that he couldn’t help playing with his cock.
I giggled and said he was a naughty boy. I heard him gasp at the other end of the phone and l realised l had hit on a nerve. I pushed it on, saying he was a very naughty boy for wanking in his car, that he deserved to be punished. He asked if l would punish him, l said that l would take his trousers down and spank his bottom. I heard him groan two or three times. I asked him if he had cum. He said he had, that he had caught it in a tissue. I said it was a shame for him to waste his spunk, that it would have been much better inside me. He said he had to see me again, l said that was fine he just had to say when and l would meet him at the flat. He asked if l could see him tomorrow afternoon, l said l would be there, l asked if he wanted me to wear something special, he said he would leave that to me, he just had to see me. He said he had to go and l blew a kiss to him down the phone.
I didn’t want to go downstairs again but had to as l was hungry. I put on a thin dressing gown and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was making myself a sandwich to take back upstairs when Daddy came in through the back door. He had a towel wrapped round his waist and said that he and Mum were in the hot tub, he asked if l was going to join them. As he spoke he came behind he, he put his arms around me, his hands slipped inside my robe and held my boobs. He must have dropped his towel as l could feel his cock pressing against my bottom.
I giggled and said he was a dirty old man. He pushed me forward over the work top, he lifted the back of my robe, l felt his cock nudging against my bottom, l said “Not in there, l’m not ready, in my pussy.” He changed position and his cock went between my thighs and into my cunt. His hands went back to my tits and he started fucking me. He said he had been horny for me all day, he said Mum had told him what they had done together, he asked if l’d enjoyed it. I said it had been wonderful.
Just then l heard the floor boards creak upstairs, l told him to be quick in case Leah came down. He pushed me forward and started fucking me hard, it felt good but l was nowhere near orgasm when he came, l didn’t mind though, l understood that he was not going to last long. Luckily he had pulled out and replaced his towel before Leah came downstairs, she had her bikini on and said she was going to join us in the tub. I said l was going back upstairs to call Molly, l stopped Leah and told her l liked her bikini, l kept her talking long enough for Daddy to go back to the tub and make sure he had his shorts on and Mum had her bikini on before Leah joined them.
I went up to my room and sent a message to Molly. A few seconds later she came back, calling me on a video link. I accepted and settled down on my bed. As soon as her face came up l could see she had been crying, l asked her what was wrong and she said her parents were being horrible to her, that neither of them would accept that her brother had done anything wrong, they both called her a slut and said that she must have seduced him. She said her mother had taken her to the doctor, that she had even called her a slut in front of the doctor, she said he had made her strip off and let him examine her, she said he had poked his fingers in her for ages, she was sure it wasn’t necessary.
I replied that l had only visited him a few times but that he had a reputation as a bit of a letch, l said l’d heard that he always tried to get young girls to strip off, he’d even done it to me when Mum had taken me to get on the pill.
Molly said she was really miserable, that she’d been forced by her mother to tell her boyfriend and that he had ditched her. She was worried that he would tell everyone.
I was really worried, Molly sounded as if she was at her wit’s end. She said the doctor had said she was too early to do anything about the baby, she said she just wanted it taken away. I felt very sad for her, l had never liked her parents, her mother always dressed scruffy and was always smoking, the house stank of smoking. Her father was weird, he always stared at me as if he was mentally undressing me, he’d never touched me though thank god. I asked Molly what she was going to do.
She said she had spoken to her Aunt who lived on the south coast, she had always loved staying with her Aunt. She said her Aunt had offered to let her go and live there, she and her husband ran a small guest house and she said that if Molly went there she could earn a bit of money helping in the guest house.
She said that she was planning to go but she had to make sure her parents didn’t find out. We hatched a plan for her to wait until they were both out, l would drive round and pick her up with her suitcase and take her to the station. She cheered up a lot when l offered to help her, she looked so vulnerable l wanted to hug her. This bloody lockdown is terrible, no wonder people are worried about mental health problems.
Molly asked what l had been doing, l said just hanging around the house, she said l looked really fresh and happy, she said l looked like l was getting plenty of sex, that made her giggle which sounded so good. I know we come from two different families but she has been my best friend for years. I asked if she planned to stay with her Aunt permanently, she said she did, she was eighteen and there was nothing her parents could do to stop her. She said her Aunt and Uncle were lovely, that they could never have children and that she had had many happy holidays with them.
We arranged for me to pick her up, probably on Friday as her father would be at work and her mother always went grocery shopping on Fridays. I asked what her brother had been like, she said he was a pig, that he had used the fact that her parents weren’t blaming him to make her do things to her. I asked what like. She said not fucking her but feeling her tits and putting his hand up her skirt, she said she tried to avoid him as much as possible but sometimes he went into her bedroom and wanked in front of her.