Joyce Dickinson part 10Robbie briefly contemplated making dinner. Briefly. He’d never made a meal in his life and being a self-centred teenager didn’t see why he should start now. It was woman’s work. His contribution to the end of Joyce’s working day would be to bend her over the back of the chair and ease some of her built up ‘tension’. He’d run her a bath…..A small gesture, but, he knew women appreciated such things. At 530pm he heard a car pull on the drive, dashed upstairs, started the bath running. then was back down before his landlady was through the door. “Evening sexy….good day?””Just so…..tired. I could sleep for a week. Need to get these shoes off and sit down for 5 minutes.””Ok madam…sit down there and I’ll give you a foot massage. Mum loves me giving her a massage.””God,mthat would be so good. Yes please”. Joyce sat in her comfy chair and kicked off her work shoes seeing Robbie squat down in front of her, lift a foot up and proceed to quite expertly manipulate her toes and foot till all the stress seemed to dissapeare. By the time he had completed work on her other foot she was feeling quite dreamy, and relaxed. Robbie on the other hand was wide awake. He had been feasting his eyes on Joyce’s crotch for the last 10 minutes and was sporting a good erection which he had no intention of wasting. He put one foot on his shoulder and proceeded to work his way up her leg, needing and teasing her flesh as he went. His eyes flitted from her knickers to her face and back again via a brief glance at her chest. Her eyes stayed closed and her chest rose and fell, slightly faster than it normally should have. She was ripe….He noticed a very small damp patch appearing in her panties, and smiled. Joyce was dreaming of being on an exotic beach, getting a full body massage by a naked masseur. It was a dream she had had before. Robbies hands had left her feet and were working on her legs, getting higher and higher. It was nice. That bastard ex of hers never did this for her…..Robbie had both feet on his shoulders and his hands were working on her thigh muscles in sync with each other. He had grazed her wet spot, twice, As if by accident. Both times, bringing a slight gasp from her throat. Both gasps making Robbies cock twitch harder. Joyce’s naked masseur on the beach had both her legs over his shoulders and was kissing his way up her inner thighs, his fingers like butterfly’s….flitting here and there….teasing and exciting as they neared their goal. She felt the material covering her pussy being gently tugged down, and raised her body slightly so as so help her pleasure bringer get better access. A tongue licked between her bum hole and her sex, then back again. She ached for that same pleasure bringer to go higher and tickle her love bud. She knew it would come. It did. Robbie rimmed Joyce’s rear hole and then concentrated on her pussy. He could do her anally another time. Right now the tent in his pants was uncomfortable, and he needed release. For a few minutes he salivated on her wet gash and nipples and pinched on her clit until both he….and she…couldn’t stand it any longer. He stood up and tore his clothes off, watching wide awake Joyce do the same thing. Her bra was still loosely attached to her body as he spun her round and had her kneel on the chair, making her arse stick out and giving perfect access to her gaping pussy. Without anymore ado, Robbie eased his cock sweetly into Joyce’s welcoming vagina as easy as she could ever imagine. Her secretions were tenfold to her precious life, and she wondered why that could be. Briefly. The pleasure coursing through her body was making her sweat profusely and she felt a plop on the chair she was kneeling on. Yet another one fell…quickly followed by another plop….and the that was followed by yet another one…..something was wrong…could it be both of them sweating….CRASH…………Water and plaster crashed down on the copulating bodies as the ceiling caved in due to the water built up in the bathroom from the overflowing bath. “Robbie…you fucking idiot….what have you done…oh my fucking God…..!””Oh shit…I forgot…I ran you a bath””Yes then your cock got the fucking better of you….how could you be so fucking irresponsible….get up there and turn it off….I’ll turn the electric off….you fucking dickhead. I knew this was a fucking mistake….fuck…fuck..fuck”Robbie dashed upstairs and carefully waded through the soaking hallway to the bathroom. It hadn’t reached the stairs yet, but the area round the bathroom was soaking. He turned the bath off and pulled the plug. He knew he was in deep deep shit. He turned to go down stairs and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror….his 7” cock was still hard. He smiled as he realised Joyce was so right. All he had been intent on was to get between her legs and shaft the fuck out of her. Well, that was the end of that….for now, anyway. Downstairs, Joyce found out that the electric had indeed tripped and she was now frightened to turn it back on. Robbie joined her in the metre room and she turned to him with building anger in her body. bahis şirketleri Then….Something happened. A look between them, triggered something, that, neither expected. Laughter. In that moment realisation hit them….Robbie still sported an erection…..both of them were naked….both of them were covered in bits of plaster…both were soaking…and Joyce’s bra was still dangling on her shoulder. They both roared with laughter….venting frustrations…dispersing anger…quelling a rising disaster. “Your still in deep shit buster….don’t think different” Joyce scolded him through a smile. “Your two weeks lounging about here for two weeks is right royally fucked now…..isn’t it?” “Spose so…what a cock I am….was only trying to be nice….just…forgot I suppose…”He really did look forlorn, and Joyce, being the sort of person she was, forgave him. His cock was still hard and she momentarily though of blowing him but it…like the rest of him was covered in crap. She slapped it playfully and said….”that thing is going to get both you and me into so much fucking trouble….haha””I know…I’m so sorry aunty Joyce. I I I don’t know what to say..””Well that’ll be a first…won’t it…?” No reply. “Ok let’s get dressed and start cleaning up. I’m going to ring your mum and tell her what’s happened and see if we can go back there and stay till I get this sorted. We’ll rip the carpets up and dry as much as we can, then go to your mums. I’ll ring the insurance and tell them what’s happened.””Wwwwhat….not everything…surely?” He replied naively. “No you loon. Haha….’I was fucking a boy twenty years younger than me when the roof caved in’..yea right. Haha…your funny…I’ll tell your mum the truth though…””No no…you wouldn’t!!!””Robbie your so fucking gullible…haha…” Joyce was so surprised, with herself, as to how well she was dealing with this. So was Robbie. “I know….I just…oh I don’t know. I’m so sorry about all of this.””Look Robbie. In the last few weeks my life has fallen completely apart. That fucking prick…Garry…has disappeared into the sunset, leaving me with a house full of memory’s, and…..sadness. I’ve stayed at your house for a weekend and I’ve had more fun in three days than I’ve had in years. I feel like a new woman. At work today I decided that I’m going to completey change my life. I’m still young…not 40 yet, and intend to have some fun. I…I even got so horny at work thinking about having sex with you tonight, that I had to go to the loo and frig myself….me!!! I’ve never done that in my life. This….” she said…”this, just means I can give the house a bit of a makeover…and the insurance will pay..so all in all…fuck it, I say….come on…come with me…” She grabbed his hand and led a startled and shocked Robbie by the hand, and dragged him upstairs. “Your the one who likes doing me in the shower…get it turned on…it runs off the hot water tank so doesn’t need electric….you need to finish what you started earlier…”Robbie got the gist of her speech immediately, and by the time she had got towels from her cupboard and into the ensuite, Robbie was clean again, and his cock as hard as iron. He was waiting for her with arms outstretched as she walked into the spray of water. “Never mind all that kissing and cuddling shit…this is the new Joyce. Let me get this shit washed off then your gonna get that cock in me and make me cum…and…make a good job, coz if you don’t….your gonna be following Gary out the fucking door too….got it?” A shocked Robbie stuttered…”er well…yes…sure…course I will…I I er, here I’ll help you…””It’ll wash off..won’t take long….get that cock hard…and I mean hard!” “Ok Joyce…sure””Ok…good. And keep it at ‘joyce’. From now on, I’m in charge…and no more ‘Aunty’ shit…ok””Yyyes…ok…..Joyce”Twenty minutes later they were drying off in the bedroom, both satisfied from there mutually satisfying shower fuck. Afterwards they had soaped each other down, and Joyce had given Robbie a cock wash with her mouth. She loved blowing him, and thought her self a quick learner, to an art she had had no previous experience. Robbie wasn’t complaining either. “Right…here’s the plan. Get your bags packed again, I’ll pack mine. Then, I’ll ring the insurance and your mum. Then depending on what the insurance says, we’ll make it a bit worse than it is. I’ve new for old cover, so I might as well get as much done as I can. See all of this shit….” she said pointing at all the nick nacks and photos….. “….these are all going….when I’m done here, it’ll be all new…and all…me! My ideas….my ‘style’. Get going…I’ll meet you down stairs in fifteen minutes.””Ok boss” Robbie saluted. “Your getting the idea, Robbie. And keep that cock hard coz I might need it at any time. Heehee. Do you like the new ‘me’?” “Just getting used to it…it’s a bit…scary haha””Don’t worry…so am I “Robbie went to his room, packed his recently unpacked clothes and was down stairs in five minutes. He wondered if he should get his cock out and get it hard. He wasn’t sure if he liked ‘not’ illegal bahis being in control. Joyce pulled on a pair of old cotton knockers, joggers, comfy bra, and a tee shirt. She vowed to herself that she would spend two hundred quid by the weekend on new underwear and all this old stuff was going in the bin….with the carpets. Her two phone calls were similar, but different. Both were met with messages, Sylvia’s phone going straight to voicemail and the insurance company call, going to the full rigmarole of going through all the options to find yourself in a queue to actually speak to someone. Her call to Sylvia was easy….leaving a brief message of events, and asking her to ring her. The second call, more problematic, taking nearly 15 minutes before she got to speak to someone ‘alive’. The call, however, was relatively painless. The man she spoke to, spoke very good English and his instructions and sympathy were just what Joyce needed to here. He told her she could move into a hotel, for a defined period until the house had been assessed and was safe to move back into. They would have someone there the following day and things would move very very quickly. She was delighted. Downstairs Robbie felt like a bit of a spare prick at a wedding. He was embarrassed and felt very uncomfortable. Joyce cheered him up when she eventually came downstairs. “Ok, house wrecker…lets get to work….”He stood up and dropped his shorts, thinking she wanted fucked again….”Haha….you dork…later maybe…heehee.” She said to him, giving his hardening cock a squeeze for good measure. “Get some buckets from the garage!” “Ok Joyce…on it!” Joyce had a good look round at the damage and made her assessments. The ceiling would need repairing, and the carpets in the living room, passage way and hall, would need replacing. The living room would need redecorating and the bathroom would need a lot of work done too. She could probably get a new suite in the living room too. She realised that the damage done didn’t need to be made worse, as what was to be fixed was good enough for her anyway. She thought that the assessor would know if someone had rigged extra damage and didn’t need to take an unnecessary risk. “Put them back…changed my mind!” “Fuck sake…women!” “Heard that you….don’t be cheeky, or I’ll spank ya arse” “Promises promises!!” “With a hair brush…..””Oooh ok””Right…what now….mmmm.”Robbie…being Robbie….dropped his shorts, jokingly. “Ummm, tempting, but..I’m hungry….for food!” She smiled. “Come on….we’ll go for a steak…on the insurance. Got to keep receipts for everything. Just a shame I can’t get these replaced on them….” She said dropping her joggers, showing Robbie her horrible old fashioned knickers…”bad…eh? Your mum and me need to go shopping…don’t we.””God…they are so….bad. Mum always tells me to make sure I’ve clean boxers on in case I’m knocked down and taken to hospital. What will the nurses think if that happens to you….. they’ll think you’re an old granny….heehee…..take them off….better to go commando…haha.””Ok” she quipped, surprising him, she dropped her joggers to the floor, stepped out of her plain pants, and kicked them towards the bin. “Vwalla!!! She said…and pulled her joggers back on, giving her hips amsexy shake as she did so. “You sure I couldn’t….you know…..””Later…I’m needing a different type of meat…haha. Get the bags into the car….you drive, I’ll try your mum at work.””She’s probably getting fucked my someone….you know what she’s like. She likes cock more than you!” “Hey hey….no need for that. She’s your mum and don’t you bad mouth her!” “Am I lying, eh, don’t think so….I’m not bad mouthing her. I’m telling the truth…she fucking loves cock..you know that. You’ve watched her bouncing on Steves cock….she’s a cock lover…..no doubt about that!” “And I’m jealous!…. I’ve had two cocks in my life….Gary’s little peepee….and yours. Sex isn’t just for men….it’s also for your mum….and me….haha. And listen boyo…if you don’t keep me happy, I’ll be looking for a replacement….’the worm has turned’…BEWARE””Hi Sylvia…you get my message?” “Just turned my phone on and it rang….everything ok..?…. Is that little shit behaving himself?”Joyce gave her a brief run through of events…omitting the obvious, but not exaggerating the damage. She was shocked….”The useless little shit…just wait till I see him…God…I’m so….sorry..Joyce. Come straight round….I’ll make tea…I’ll leave work now…I’ll be home in twenty minutes.””Sylvia…..calm the fuck down…it’s all under control. I’m fine, honestly. In fact…I’m quite pleased. Haha. I’ll fill you in when I see you. Don’t go home though coz we are all eating out tonight…on the insurance. Meet us at Dabba Walla…..I fancy a good Indian….we are going to park up and leave the car overnight. With a bit of luck, someone will nick that too and I’ll get a new one….haha….your talking to the new me..Sylv…..no more mousey little Joyce….haha.””Good for you babe….see you in a bit…oh I’m still gonna castrate that illegal bahis siteleri fucking son of mine….””Oh don’t worry, he’s been threatened.”……not with castration, she didn’t add. He’d need his nuts, for the work he had to accomplish. “I got the gist of that….fuck she’s gonna go ape shit with me….””Just take it like a man….then come into my bed and give it to me like a man!” She laughed while stroking his bulge as he drove along the motorway. “Fuck sake Aunty….er oh er…..Joyce I’ll ducking crash if you do that.””No you won’t….it’s about 20 miles to the next junction. Just keep the car straight and don’t speed….ok”She unbuttoned the fly in his shorts and extracted his nearly hard cock from the hole. “Ooh that looks nice. Would you like me to do something for you?” “Oh my god….I’ve never done this……what if…what if…?” “Shut up…drive….and keep your eyes on the road!” She looked around, observed no cars in a close vicinity, then dropped her head, into his lap, engulfing in one downward movement, his whole 7″ of beautifully sculpted cock. He heard a guttural noise as she forced her throat to accept what she was hell bent on achieving. Mission accomplished. For five minutes she worshipped Robbies young cock and lovingly gave her young stud a blow job to remember. She managed to get a hand into her joggers, and soon Robbie could smell the aroma of well stoked pussy. About 2 miles before the roundabout, Robbie groaned in pleasure, that he was going to shoot….stimulating Joyce on even further…..wanking his cock at the same time as she was jabbing her tongue in his pee hole. When the juice was coming up the tube, he took one hand off the steering wheel and forced his lovers head down as far as he could onto his climaxing cock. Joyce straightened up in her seat and adjusted her clothes as best she could. She turned to Robbie and said…”look”. He turned to her and opened her mouth…showing him his cum on her tongue. Then swallowed…opening her mouth again, showing him the deed she had done for him. “Joyce….that was so …..fucking hell, that was mad!” “Yes it was….teehee. Do you like the new me?” “God yes…but your….wild!” “I am now…haha. I fucking love eating your cum….talking of eating though…I’m starving. Do you think I’m dressed for Dabba Walla…..probably not, but, oh well tough…fuck it. A pair of bra less tits might get us a discount…eh?” She said as she raised her shirt up, showing Robbie her pert, full breasts, with erect nipples. “Fuck Joyce….stop it for fuck sake…your crazy!” He giggled. “Don’t think you mean that, buddy….Robbie, my little fuck buddy!… Hahaha””Ok ok your right…..I’m gonna be busy tonight I think””Mmmm yes. You are. Might have to do your mum as well…wanna watch…again. Pervie….boy. Haha. We’ll get her dildos out and fuck each other with you spying on us…eh…pervie boy….you fancy some of that!” Robbies cock was still out of his shorts and was hardening by the second. He didn’t answer. He didn’t have too. “I’ll take that as a yes then….” She said looking down at his erect cock….. ‘The joys of youth’ running through her mind. Robbie drove into the city centre, Joyce’s hand, firmly wrapped round his rock hard cock. Both were happy. Parking was easier at that time of night, and soon they were walking towards the restaurant. Sylvia was already there. “Hi you two….I’ll deal with you later” she smiled through grated teeth at Robbie. “Oh leave him alone, Sylv. I’ve punished him enough, since it’s happened. And….I’ll punish him more, later. He’s also going to be stripping all the walls for me when I decorate…..aren’t you sonny jimmy!” “I suppose so….” He grunted. “Believe me young man….what ever Aunty Joyce wants done……you bloody well do it.””Yes mum….she’s had me doing things already. She’s very dominant when she wants to be” he said leaving the double meaning for only the two of them to understand. “Is that right Joyce…you ok with having a slave at your disposal.””Oh yes….he’s hoing to be helping me with a lot of changes in my life. He’ll be working damned hard for the next few weeks….damned hard indeed.!” “Good for you!” Robbie, sitting across from Joyce, felt a shoeless foot, rubbing against his semi hard cock, rapidly taking the semi out of the equation. He daren’t look at her, knowing if he did he would blush. He allowed her to continue teasing him until the Indian waiter came to take their order. The poor man was having difficulty keeping his eyes on Joyce’s face, and not her chest, where her breasts wobbled every time she moved, making her nipples harden to bullet like appearance. She didn’t give a flying fuck…..The overflow of the bath had changed her….immensely. It had made her realise that you just don’t know what’s round the corner, and basically….life’s to short. Why make a mountain out of a mole hill. Change adversity into a challenge. Face life with a smile…. Someone once told her that everything happens for a reason. So, if that’s the case….lets make it a good reason…and…above all else…enjoy life. She intended too, and…..if an Indian waiter got a kick out of seeing her bra less tits wobbling about….then….so be it. She smiled at him…thinking…’just ask…I’ll show you them’. She was getting a very strong feeling….being the ‘new Joyce’. So would all around her.