Down Inside Her Puss”Y:>>Ep17

Book:The Giants & Sex Slaved Virgins Published:2025-2-8

“I fucked my own stepfather.” Mary Ann was horrified enough to use language that I would not have expected.
“Was it good?” I asked.
“What an awful question to…”
“Was I related in any way at the time?” My turn to interrupt.
“No, but…”
“Was it a very long time ago?” I asked.
“Well yes but…” Mary Ann was a little less mortified.
“Did it harm you?” I asked.
“No…” She was hesitating a bit.
“Did it help you?” I asked, not waiting for her reply.
“Yes, but…”
“Get over it or get out.” I said roughly.
“What?” Mary Ann was shocked with the way I was speaking to her, which was what I intended.
“I can’t change it, you can’t change it, Wendy can’t change it, and it’s done. We all agreed at the time so if you can’t handle it now go away and let Wendy and me have our life together, something we both want.” I was being as brutal as possible, trying to stop her thinking too much about the past. I was also trying to make myself as unattractive to her as possible to prevent any thought of a repeat, either on her or my part.
“Well I suppose…” Mary Ann was wavering so I totally changed the subject.
“So if you want to tell me a secret, expect it to get to Wendy too, I will not keep anything from her.” I told Mary Ann.
“Oh, um ok,” Mary Ann said quietly. “I was going to tell why I had my um breasts done.”
“You don’t have to.” I said gently.
“I know,” she said quietly, “but I have never dared tell Mum and if you do I won’t mind.”
“Fine.” There was not a lot more I could say.
“In seventy-six I found out Rod was having an affair with his secretary, Emma.” Said Mary Ann quietly.
“You don’t need to tell me this.” I said, worried she was going to regret it later.
“Actually I do.” Mary Ann said with resolve. “I have kept it inside far too long and if I can’t trust you with my darkest secret who can I trust?” She smiled. “Now let me tell you and don’t interrupt, I need to get this out.”
“Fine.” I smiled reassuringly at her and waited.
“Emma was an absolute bimbo.” Mary Ann said. “She had big blonde hair, huge tits and no brain to speak of.” Mary Ann looked at me and kept going. “She had slept with half the managers in the company and I think Rod was just next on her list, so she took the secretary job in his office. I was going past his office one night on the way to visit a friend when he was working late and thought I would drop in for a few minutes to say hi. But when I pulled in to the carpark my headlights shone into his car and they were in the back seat screwing, with the door open.”
Mary Ann sniffed away a tear and I reached over and held her hand.
“Thanks.” She said. “Anyway all I saw was Rods face looking up at me and those tits of hers shaking like they were going to come off. He didn’t even stop fucking her when they were caught in the lights.”
Another sniff and another reassuring squeeze of the hand.
“I didn’t know what to do,” Mary Ann said, “so I just put the car in reverse and backed out. I went to my friends place and got drunk and stayed there the night. When I got home the next day he was at work so I sat around wondering what I had done wrong to make him look elsewhere. I kept seeing that scene and eventually decided it must be the big tits.”
Mary Ann was struggling a bit so I got up and made a fresh coffee. When I sat down I put the cups in front of us and I held her hand again as she continued.
“I decided that if I wanted to keep him I had to get implants and made the booking with a plastic surgeon that day. When Rod got home that night we both said nothing about it, but he never asked where I was all night.” I squeezed her hand again and Mary Ann sniffed again and continued. “I didn’t tell Rod I had made the appointment but I went through with it because I was too embarrassed to back out. We never said anything but just stopped having sex, so I am sure he knew it was me in the car that night. Anyway I just said I had to spend a couple of days away with Mum when it was time to get the operation and I went and got these.” Mary Ann pushed her tits up with her hands, as if for approval, then seemed to realize who she was talking to and dropped her hands away quickly.
“Ooops, sorry.” She said with a rueful smile.
“Don’t be,” I smiled, “they are very impressive and I would not be a man if I didn’t notice.” They were a very good size and shape, certainly not Dolly Parton sized but pretty big anyway.
“While I was away,” Mary Ann continued looking and sounding very upset, “Rod and Emma were both killed in a wreck, near the romantic mountain retreat they were staying in.” She looked at me with tears in her eyes. “I did this to keep Rod, and lost him while it was happening, he never ever saw them.”
Mary Ann started crying and I walked around to comfort her, she stood up and we hugged while she cried on my shoulder. We stayed like that for a while and she finally calmed down a bit.
“I’m sorry, but I have never told anyone that before.” Mary Ann finally said.
“Don’t be sorry,” I told her, “it sometimes feels good to let it out.”
“It does, and thank you.”
We hugged a bit more then I said, “Let me just finish this job, it will only be a few minutes, then you can finish your story and tell me about Wendy.”
Mary Ann nodded and I crawled back under the truck.
I finished the linkages and left Mary Ann to compose herself in the kitchen. Ten minutes later I went back.
“Thanks David.” Said Mary Ann.
“What for?” I asked.
“Listening,” she said, “and being understanding.”
“No worries, Mary Ann.” I said lightly “So what happened next?”
“There’s not a lot more,” she said, “it seems Rod had a fair financial interest in the company and the other owners wanted to buy me out but what would I do with that sort of money anyway? I just kept the stock and get a really good income for doing nothing.”
“Men?” I asked her.
“A few, but now I find it hard to trust them and when I do they just show me I shouldn’t have.” Mary Ann said.
“Women?” I asked, wondering how far her disappointments had pushed her.
“Yuck, no way,” Mary Ann looked and sounded quite disgusted, “I don’t know any like that and don’t want to.”
I wondered briefly if I should mention Wendy’s experimentation with a nurse while I was in hospital but thought I had surprised Mary Ann enough already.