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“Yes sir I understand.” Then as an afterthought, “What if Harry….well….you know.” He laughed, “Like I said before Harry is a dirty old man just like me. He will want to touch and have a grope young but he won’t do anything else because he wont want to upset me. Let him have his fun and know you are safe with him. he would never hurt you. Well that didn’t make me feel any better. Now it seemed I had two filthy pervs to keep happy, but at least Harry was just about groping. Which wasn’t so bad, but I could never fuck him he was just too old and dirty, in mind and body. He made my skin crawl when I remembered the way his eyes stripped me and leered at me drooling spittle down his chin. The following morning I dropped the papers off and asked Mike if he wanted breakfast. “No do your other chores first. Start at the stables. I will sort this lot out then we can discuss my conclusions over breakfast.” “Ok Sir” I said. It seemed natural to me now to call him ‘Sir’ even though it had been less than a day ago that he forced himself on me. I walked down to the stables and Harry was sitting in the chair having a cup of coffee. I was hoping to get everything done before he came here but I should have known better I suppose. He wants his grope and Mike more or less told me I was to allow him access. “Morning Harry” I said all smiles ‘yuk’ “Morning my dear. A pleasure to see you nice and early. Not much mucking out to do so get that done first. Then I will show you how to groom a horse while I groom ’a’ mare.” He sniggered. As I came along side him he grabbed my hand. “I see we are in the same uniform as yesterday then my dear.” “Yes Harry.” It wasn’t exactly the same but an easy enough mistake to make as Harry had his eyes glued to my tits and legs during yesterdays visit. “Good well as you muck out I will direct you so don’t indian go too fast. My eyes are not as good as they used to be and I like to enjoy the view.” I didn’t reply I just moved into the stables picked up the fork and started mucking out. I knew what he wanted and I knew that Mike expected me to comply. I also knew that whatever else happened I would not be getting fucked by this foul smelling man so I decided to give him what he wanted. I was wearing a button up top so I turned to face him and undid the buttons. The top would now open up enough when I bent over for Harry to get a really good look at my swaying breasts. I gave him plenty of opportunity to see them and on several occasions I put my back to him, spread my legs and bent over giving him a long and lingering look at my pussy which I have to admit was getting quite wet. Probably because I knew I was safe. Finally the mucking out was done. Harry was happy and all I had to do now was groom the horse. The mare was on loan at a show. “Does it feel good?” “No, indian no I don’t, nor a wife nor have I had,” I admitted, as I sat up my head throbbing. She sat down across my lap and kissed me asking “enjoy that?”. “Please!” I whimpered, rubbing my thighs together, trying to quell the growing need between them, “Please let my children go! Her right hand reached down to her pussy; after her recent interlude, it seemed completely natural to touch herself. He hunched is back, and walked stiff-legged back and forth around her backsides, his nose bumping against young her ass and legs. So… just give me the keys.” "Afterwards. My cock started to grow, pushing on my pants. “She’d probably ground me for a month.” The wedding itself was a simple affair, with all close relatives invited and feasted. Tom went on to say, "I understand, Like a lot of married men, you had turned to Internet porn when the sex in your married life had dried up".