© Hitchhiker 2002
High in the Kentucky hills it had been snowing for most of the day and as darkness began to fall. Don and Peter were starting think about somewhere warmer than their tent to spend the night. Up in the high woods houses are few and far between.

Ann had been living on her own for over year now, after her husband had died. Now that her grief had eased. Her bouts of loneliness had become sessions of fantasy and she was now in need of the affections of a man again.
During the last few months Ann had found a wonderful adult site on the Internet called Literotica.com. This had fuelled her desires even more. Her relationship with her dear departed husband had been good and now at 42 she was still a sensuous woman.

But living as she did high in the Kentucky hills. There were no single men of her own age. With whom she could have a relationship. Ann had viewed the chat rooms on various sites, but hadn’t had the courage to instigate contact with any of the men.

Ann had just made herself a cup of herbal tea and was going to sit down at her computer for an hour or so a read a couple of stories on literotica.com . There was a knock at the door, she put down her cup and wondering who it could be on such a snowy night. She went to see who it was.
She wasn’t expecting any of her neighbours to call but living as she did she had no fear as she opened the door, to find two strangers standing on her porch.
All three looked at one and another for a few moments, before Don said “excuse us mam, but we’ve been walking for hours in this snow storm. When we saw your light and wondered if we might impose upon your hospitality and stay for the night in your barn. Is your husband there?”
Without thinking Ann replied “My husband has been dead for over a year and I live here on my own. But please, come in you both look frozen”. Don and Peter walked into the hall took off their packs and boots. Ann went and got some newspaper to put the snow covered boots on. When she returned with the paper Don and Peter had removed their coats and over trousers. Ann placed the paper on the floor, Peter took the boots, and placed then on it, Peter then introduced himself and Don to Ann, telling her they were on vacation.

Ann told them about herself and they all three exchanged brief histories. Ann’s mood had brightened visibly on the arrival of Peter and Don, and both men had exchanged knowing looks to each other, as Ann’s body language told them that she was a horny widow.
Ann went off to the kitchen and started to prepare a wholesome meal for her and her unexpected guests she was starting to run fantasies in her head as she went to the fridge. Don and Peter followed her into the kitchen to help. Ann asked Don to open a bottle of wine from the rack on the wall. Glasses were filled and toast a to new friends was made. The atmosphere as the meal was being prepared became friendly.

Don said to Ann playfully “I think you must need taking in hand after living on your own for so long?”

To which Ann responded much to her own surprise “Oh you can say that again”, at this answer Peter came up behind Ann and put his arms around her waist and pulled her body to his, Ann’s response was automatic and she pushed her arse into Peter’s crotch. She then reached back behind her head and grabbed his head to pull him forward so that they could kiss. After months of seeing no men and living in a world of sexual fantasy. Her body was on fire, as Don came and took hold of her from the front. She broke her kiss with Peter, turned, and kissed Don. Don’s hands pushed up and under her jersey to find her large yet firm breasts. Ann took a sharp intake of breath, as Don’s hand was still very cold.

The shock broke the mood and Ann said, “I think we all need to get warmed up before we go any further”. She broke away from her two visitors breathing heavly and said “Don’t worry I’m just going to turn the boiler up so we can get in the hot tub after our meal. Then you two can pamper and spoil me”.

When Ann had left the kitchen, to go to see to the boiler. Peter turned to Don and said, “We’re in here mate. What do think she will want us to do to her?”
“After a year without it, she will be up for anything and I am too, since I haven’t been getting much either since the divorce” said Don.
The two men took over the cooking and when Ann returned with a smile like a Cheshire cat on her face. Peter and Don had the food on the table with another bottle of wine opened.

Ann returned to the kitchen wearing only a bathrobe, she explained that all was prepared for the hot tub. As they ate their meal Peter asked Ann what she would like. As , they being her guests were at her disposal.

Ann smiled at this and said, “In that case you can be my personnel body servants and obey my every wish”.
“Fine by me. How about you mate?” said Peter to Don.

When the meal was finished and the second bottle of wine was empty.
Ann got up from the table and ordered “You two will go and prepare my bath, when it is ready you are to wash yourselves. Then one of you is to come to the lounge and inform me, that all is ready for my bath. From now on you will both address me as milady. Do you understand?”

“Yes milady” said Don, and he Peter and left the Kitchen for the hot tub that was in an extension connected to the main house. When they were alone together in the bathroom Don turned to Peter and said, “Phew we’ve got a live one here. This is going to be real fun and we can give this lady the time of her life”
“you’re right there” said Peter, “now lets see what’s she put out for us to use on her”.

They found that Ann had put out shaving gear and plenty of towels. There was a shower in the bathroom next the hot tub and the excited men took it turns to wash and shave themselves. When they had finished Peter put on a bathrobe and went to get milady.

As Peter entered the lounge he found Ann lying on the sofa with her bathrobe open. She had her right hand between her legs. Her hand was playing with one of the thickest growths of pubic hair that Peter had ever seen.
Keeping with the game, Peter made a discrete cough and said, “Excuse me milady, but your bath is ready for you”.
“Thank-you Peter I shall come right away. I hope all is to my, satisfaction”.
“Oh yes, milady” said Peter “We have everything ready to shave Milady, and make her ready to be super”.
“Mmm what a thoughtful and wonderfully caring servants you are”. Ann got up from the sofa and without closing her robe followed Peter to the bathroom. As he got to the door he opened it and held the door open for milady to enter. The room was full of steam and Don’s muscular frame was filmed with the sweat of anticipation and his erection stood to attention to greet m’lady as she entered for her toilet.

“If milady would so kind as to be seated, then we shall begin” said Don, and gestured toward a wooden chair, next the steaming hot tub. He had placed a pair of scissors and razor on the small table next to the chair. Milady sat on the towel covered chair and spread her legs and said. “I think I need a very close shave this time, as its been such a long that my thatch has needed attention.”

Peter had removed his robe, He picked up a small bowl, and stood next to milady. Whilst Don knelt between milady’s out spread thighs with the scissors in his hand, ready to begin trimming m’lady’s pussy. Milady put out her hand and took hold of Peter’s erect penis. But Peter immediately pulled himself free of her grasp, and said “No milady you know the rules no touching”

“Owooh” said milady.
“Yes you know the rules milady,” said Don “I think milady will not be able to control herself. So will have to be restrained. If you could tie her hands behind her back please Peter”.
“Certainly Don” said Peter. He took a chiffon scarf and gently tied Milady’s hands behind her back.” Which had the wonderful effect of pushing her large breasts up and forward.

“You are very naughty,” said Milady.
“I think you should be blindfolded as well” said Peter, and put another scarf around M’lady’s head so that she could not see. She did not struggle as the scarf was placed over her eyes, in fact she enjoyed the sensation as the scarf was tightened and all light excluded from her eyes.

Peter said, “Now you may continue and trim, Milady’s pubic hair short enough to be shaved as smooth as silk. When you have trimmed the hair short enough. I will take over and shave her myself.

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