I stood at the door and watched Simon walk towards the camper van that was parked outside my house; I was still naked as Simon hadn't given me permission to dress again after he raped me. I had never been totally naked in any room in the house before outside of the bathroom, even when I dressed for bed I would go to the bathroom, shower and dress for bed before going to my bedroom, on the rare occasions that Tom and I had sex, all I did was slip out of my knickers and lift the front of my nighty.

I was still a little out of it from the lack of Oxygen earlier and I wasn't thinking straight, the camper van had pulled away and I was still standing there with the front door open, still totally naked, a voice jerked me back to the real world, Fred, my next door neighbour had shouted "Good morning" to me and now he was standing there with his mouth wide open, eye's out on stalks, I closed the door and felt the heat in my face as I blushed.

I had to shower, there was a film of sweat covering my whole body that standing by the front door had started to dry off, leaving a salty deposit all over me, that and the sperm that Simon had also pumped all over my face and body, and then there was my face, I had spent a while making my face look right, trying to cover the marks on my cheek that the backhander that Simon gave me for taking him to our guest bedroom instead of my own bedroom. I still had the card and the message ringing in my head that I had to have an all over body wax before I went to bed but I couldn't go out yet. not with red marks still glowing on my face.

After my shower I wrapped one towel around my hair like a turban and another around my body, I went down stairs like that, the first time ever in my married life. I started the DVD at film ten, Elle and Sam were walking down a street together being filmed by the hidden camera, there was lots of horseplay as they walked along, Olivia was obviously carrying the satchel with the camera in it as both Sam and Elle were talking to her but she never appeared in shot.

Film eleven opened in a supermarket, Elle was looking all around and suddenly Sam snatched a bottle of whiskey and popped it into his school bag, Elle and Sam walked along arm in arm with Olivia some distance behind them, at the door a security guard approached my children and they suddenly broke into a run and slipped from sight with the guard in hot pursuit.

My kids had run to the left as they left the store and Olivia took the camera to the right. The picture faded out and then back, Elle and Sam were leaning against a wall, they were puffing and panting for breath, the day was hot and all the running they had done had left it's mark on Sam and Elle, sweat was dripping off of their faces, Olivia could be heard saying.

"You guys need a bath, you stink, my uncles house is just around the corner, lets see if we can get you two cleaned up there!"

Sam was holding the Whiskey out towards Olivia, she pushed it away, Sam looked confused, the film hadn't shown Olivia encouraging Sam to steal the alcohol but that clip made it obvious to me that she had instigated it. Sam slipped the bottle back into his bag.

Film twelve opened with Olivia running a bath, she walked over to the camera and moved it slightly so that it could film into the bath, then she pressed a button and pop music started to play. Sam came into shot, he was alone and he stripped quickly and stepped into the bath, as soon as he was in the water Elle came into the room with Olivia.

"Hey you two, get the hell out of here I'm naked in here!"

The girls ignored him and both looked at each other and giggled, there was a lot of pushing and goading looks from both girls towards each other, Sam could be seen holding both hands in front of his groin, hiding himself from the girls. Elle took a deep breath and stripped off totally, Olivia following suite but one item of clothing behind Elle.

Elle was naked and Sam looked very uncomfortable, Olivia still had her panties on but took them off as Elle stepped into the bath with Sam, Sam's eyes were out on stalks when Olivia's panties hit the floor showing a fine covering of dark hair over her pussy mound, Sam was older that Olivia but he had much less pubic hair than her.

"Hey you two, move over and make room for me!"

Olivia stepped into the bath with Elle and Sam, there was a lot of fooling around between the girls, after all they were already comfortable with each others nudity from previous experiences together but Sam kept his hands in front of his cock. Olivia was encouraging Elle to try and help Sam wash himself but Elle was resisting her, and if Elle was resisting Sam was determined that his sister wasn't going to touch his body. Olivia started to run her soapy hands all over Sam's body and he didn't resist, not until she wanted to get behind his hand and rub soap on his cock. The film ended there.

Film thirteen opened with Sam, Elle and Olivia in shot, it was obviously a different day, the kids were in a city street, Olivia had a metal thing that looked like a thick ballpoint pen, she pressed the tip of the pen against a brick wall and pushed lightly, there was a clicking sound and a small piece of the brick chipped away leaving a small dimple out of it's surface, the click was almost inaudible and in a few seconds Olivia had engraved the letter 'O' in the Brick, then she handed the pen to Sam saying.

"Just tag the shop window with an 'S'!"

Sam took the pen and walked over to the shop window, there was about two hundred square feet of glass in the window, which was a side window to a shoe shop. Sam touched the pen to the glass in the bottom right hand corner and as he pressed gently into the glass there was a huge crashing sound and the window fell into a million pieces, all three kids suddenly let out of there, Elle and Olivia were laughing like they were demented, Sam looked terrified as they all ran away, all except the person with the camera, there was a fade out and back in, time had passed and what had been a shop window was now a huge sheet of plywood, there was a police man and the shop manager standing in front of the window, the police man was taking notes, a man in overalls was saying that it was going to cost over a thousand pounds to replace the shop window and then the film cut out.

Before I heard how much the window was going to cost to replace I was considering trying to find the shop and offer to pay for the glass but there was no way I could afford that much.

Film fourteen started, the three were in the bathroom, all fully dressed but looking decidedly sweaty from their run.

Olivia was running the water into the bath, she kept looking over at Elle and nodding her head over towards Sam, Elle kept shaking her head but Olivia was looking more determined as she moved her head rapidly in Sam's direction. Elle looked worried as she approached Sam, she started to unbutton his school shirt, he didn't object or try to stop her, she opened his shirt and then pulled it off of his shoulders. Olivia cleared her throat and Elle almost jumped out of her skin, she pulled her own blouse off over her head without unbuttoning it, she was wearing one of Olivia's silk bras.

Then Elle started to open Sam's trousers and pulled them down, Olivia undressed in the background as Elle took her skirt and knickers off, then finally she pulled Sam's under pants down, Sam had an erection and this time he wasn't trying to hide it from the girls, I looked at his face, it was clear that he wasn't enjoying things as much as a boy of his age should have been, I realised the look, I had seen it in the mirror earlier, the look of someone who was being blackmailed into something against their will.

Olivia came into view and began to kiss Sam passionately on the lips, I saw Sam's cock jump a little, he had about three inches of erection that was about a half an inch thick, nothing special but he was still young. I felt much guiltier looking at my son's cock than I had earlier looking at Elle's body, Elle's hand slipped down and began to rub her brother's stiff cock, Sam just stood there with his arms at his side allowing the girls to kiss and rub him, then the film faded out, when it faded back in the three were in roughly the same positions but had moved slightly along the room, Sam had his hand pulling Olivia's face against his own and he was rubbing her between her legs, it was obvious that during the fade out Sam had been told to participate or else!

Elle stooped down and took her brother's cock in her mouth, Sam stiffened up as if he didn't like what was happening, the music faded to silence but the film carried on, then as the music came back Sam moved his hand down onto the back of his sisters head and he pulled her hard against him and then started to rock his abdomen against her, slowly fucking her face, it didn't take long before Elle pulled her face away from Sam's cock and there was a jet of cum firing off into her face, the film then faded out and back in to the three kids in the bath washing each other, Sam was washing between Elle's legs rapidly taking her to a mini climax with his fingers as she kissed Olivia on the lips, then the film ended.

Without any conscious effort on my part my towel had fallen open and my hand was between my legs rubbing my clitoris gently bringing myself to the starting point of an orgasm. I couldn't believe myself, usually one fuck a week was more than enough for me, hell I would have been happy with a fuck a month or even a fuck a year if it was like the one that Simon had given me earlier, I know that I had been forced into that sex but as it turned out it was the best fuck of my life and to be honest I was glad that Simon had forced himself on me.

Film fifteen opened with a high shot of Sanjay, he was obviously watching a blue film and was massaging his cock slowly, not quite masturbating, just giving himself a little light pleasure, just as I was doing while watching the DVD. The door opened and a naked Olivia walked into the room leading Sam by the hand, she had the infamous school satchel over her shoulder, Sam was still naked, Elle followed in behind them also naked, Olivia lead Simon to the side of the sofa that Sanjay was sitting on, Sanjay invited Sam to sit down next to him, Elle sat on the third seat of the sofa and Olivia knelt on the floor between Sanjay's thighs and carefully placed the satchel on the floor then she started to lick and suck Sanjay's cock.

There was a lot of talking between Sanjay and Sam that didn't come over in the film, the sounds of the blue film increased to screen out the conversation. Sam seemed suddenly galvanised into action, I could still see the look of reticence on his face, whatever he was about to do he didn't really look like he wanted to do it, Elle looked very worried too.

Sam turned to Elle and began to kiss her on the lips; the satchel-cam took up the filming, showing close up Sam's tongue slipping into Elle's mouth, the film didn't need to make any overt comment that Sam and Elle were brother and sister, their looks said it all, they could easily be identical twins. Then the camera moved down to show Sam's fingers rubbing between Elle's legs. There was a cut away shot from the high camera; Elle's face was bright red, she had broken off the kiss and her head was thrashing from side to side, she was being pushed through a huge climax by her brother's fingers.

Sanjay said something and Sam moved over and guided his cock into Elle's vagina, he had to push hard to get his cock inside his sister, even though she had obviously been in a very high state of sexual arousal. Sam pushed hard one last time and Elle screamed out in pain, the portable camera slipped in between the two siblings filming Sam's cock in close up as it slipped out of Elle's pussy, it was bright red from Elle's maiden head blood, Sanjay could be heard encouraging Sam to fuck Elle harder. The next five minutes were just various shots of Sam and Elle fucking, eventually Sam climaxed into his sister, Sanjay pulled him off of her and the camera was taken right up to Elle's pussy to show her blood and her brother's sperm flooding out of her body.

The film ended with a close up of Elle's face with a look of contentment spread all over it. I realised that even though I had been watching my children committing more crimes than I cared to imagine I had been slowly masturbating myself. I suddenly snapped out of it and turned my computer off, there were still as many films to watch as I had already watched but I still had the instruction from Simon in the back of my mind, I had to visit the beauty parlor that Simon had given me the card for, I didn't want to have my whole body stripped of all of it's hair but then I didn't want to give Simon or his one of his henchman to have a reason to call round again.

Normally when I left the house there would be no question about how 'properly' I would dress, even on a special night out I wouldn't dress in any way that my old Victorian grandmother would have disapproved of. I looked at myself in the hall mirror as I was about to leave the house, I was shocked, my sexually confused state had allowed my subconscious to dress me, I checked the time, the bus would be there in less than five minutes, I didn't have time to change and catch the bus, and the next bus wouldn't get me in to town before the shops all shut, I would just have to go out dressed as I was.

I was certain that I had made no conscious effort to dress in, what was in fact, a night dress it was nylon, designed to look like silk, mainly white with simple floral design of a climbing rose, climbing up one side only, the main, deep red, rose head covered my left breast, it was designed to draw the viewer's (my husband's) eye directly to my left breast.

I had brought the night dress on an impulse but I had never actually plucked up the courage to actually wear the thing to bed in front of my husband and now I was standing, looking at my reflection in the hall mirror. Was I subconsciously trying to prevent myself going to town and having my body denuded of all it's hair, the shoulder straps of the night dress were micro thin, shoe string, straps so there was no way I had a bra that was suitable to wear under it, so I hadn't put one on. I looked down, I had put on a pair of black micro-bikini panties which could clearly be seen through the sheer material, there was no way I could actually go out looking like that, and no way I had time to do anything about it!

I snatched off the panties and slipped them into my handbag, I could just make out a dark triangle where my pubic hair was but it wasn't as noticeable as the black panties were. I had to run all the way to the bus stop, the super smooth, super soft nylon material of the night dress was perfect for lying in bed but it hadn't been designed to run in, the top had darts sewn in to make the material follow closely to the contours of my breast, when lying still they caused no problem at all but as I ran they were dragging across my nipples, it felt like sandpaper lightly brushing back and forth across my nipple, and they responded as you would expect nature to respond. It was hot and sunny out so there wasn't any way that people on the bus who saw me running towards it would have thought that the effect was caused by cold weather!

I had to run fifty meters from the corner of my road to the bus, I had already heard the 'swoosh' sound of the door closing on the bus, normally I would have stopped running, there was no way that I would have been able to catch that bus but today I kept running, shouting for the driver to wait for me, I noticed that the driver was totally focused on the wing mirror on the near side of the bus rather than the off side, which is where he would have to look to pull away from the curb. The driver watched every step, every swing of my hips, every sway of my unfettered breasts, being semi-naked in the street had one advantage, the bus would wait, no matter how long it took to run up to it.

The driver had a broad smile on his face as I paid for my ticket into town; his eyes were fixed on the dark triangle, so much for my hoping that no one would notice! The driver pointed to the seat usually reserved for elderly or disabled passengers, side ways on to the bus and just inside the door, the seat that was slightly higher because it went over the front wheel arch.

"That would be a good seat for you darling!"

I sat where the driver directed, at least it meant that I wasn't walking past the rest of the passengers further down the bus. I pretty much 'zoned out' on the journey into town, it was easier than listening to all the comment's of how disgusting I looked from all the old age pensioners down the length of the bus, their mutterings were drowned out by a lot of radio chatter on the bus radio, I didn't take any notice of that either, not even when the driver pulled the bus over to have a long conversation on the microphone, all was just a blur to me. The driver pulled back into the road and started to try to attract my attention, it took a few miles but eventually he got through the fog in my head, he beckoned me to go over to him, I looked at the yellow line and the sign that said not to cross it while the bus was moving.

"Come over here, hold on tight to the bar with both hands!"

I stood at the driver's side, clinging on the chrome bar for dear life, I noticed that the driver had quite an erection built up in his trousers, and as he drove he kept looking down at my pussy triangle.

"Are you planning on getting the bus back home any time soon?"

"I was going to try and catch the next bus, or the one after that at the latest!"

"You have to pick the kids up from school?"

"Yes!"

"Have some very bad news, a lorry has jack-knifed behind me, the driver has been killed and the police have closed the road, could be closed all night, no one id going back any time soon on the bus, and the busses that they need to go back are all stuck on the other side of the accident!"

The driver left me for a few minutes to compute what he was saying, I wouldn't be able to catch the bus home, so I would have to take a taxi and that would cost a fortune, far more than I had with me, that meant that Elle and Sam would be stuck as they didn't have a key to the house yet.

"I have a suggestion to make!"

I looked over at him, he was just at a point where all of his concentration was taken up with driving, I just stood there looking down at his lap and at the bulge in his crotch.

"I'll make a deal with you, when we get in town, after everyone has got off the bus, you head off upstairs and I'll move to the next stand but leave the doors closed, you give me ten minutes on the top deck and in an hour I'll be off duty and give you a lift home, what do you say?"

There was little I could say apart from yes, so I nodded my head.

I went right to the back of the bus, the long bench seat, I wasn't so naive that I didn't realise that the drivers deal would including me helping him to get rid of the swelling that I had caused in his trousers and the long bench seat was probably the best place to do that.

I could hear the driver winding the destination blind, the two they usually used on this route were both next to each other, one for the outward journey and another for the inward one, the sound of the mechanism sounded like he was going half way through the list of destinations. Then the bus pulled forward, not onto the stand I was expecting, the stand that was opposite a blank brick wall, we were three stands further down the road, right outside an office window.

The driver joined me at the back of the top deck; I was shivering inside with anticipation as he walked towards me, the front of his trousers being tented out away from his body by his erection.

"What are you wearing under that dress?"

"Nothing!"

"I thought as much, take it off!"

The drivers request caught me off guard, it was quite a shock, I was use to men being subtle, never direct, they always used euphemisms or hidden message comments, or double meanings, so that when the woman turned them down they could pretend to themselves that wasn't what they had actually asked.

"Sorry if my bluntness has shocked you but we only have ten minutes, no time for social niceties I'm afraid!"

I was galvanised into action, only ten minutes, he only had ten minutes, I didn't know how long I had, I still needed to visit the beauty parlour and I had no idea how long it would take them to strip off all my hair. I grasped the hem of the night dress and pulled it up and off of my head, it dawned on me that there was a window just three feet from the bus and that it was perfectly placed for anyone in the office to see me now totally naked, the driver unzipped his trousers, he had a reasonably long cock, nothing quite like the size of Simon though so I had no fear of it.

"Suck me for a bit!"

I leaned forward and opened my mouth, he did nothing, I was expecting him to meet me half way, but he just stood there, I had to lean further forward and take him into my mouth, I did all the work too, he just stood there impassively, I realised that this wasn't an act of love making, I was paying in advance for a fifteen mile ride home. I sucked him as well as I could, I expected that he would come in my mouth in a flash with the effort I was putting in to the job of sucking but he didn't.

My head was pushed away and he reached down and pulled my legs right into the air, he knelt on the seat, still with just his zipper open and he began to fuck me, his cock going in and out with the speed of the drive piston on the flying Scotsman, I was driven well into an orgasm in seconds but after eight minutes the driver didn't seem to be anywhere close to finishing, he simply pulled out and slipped his cock back into his trousers.

"Time's up, where will you be in an hour?"

I couldn't believe that I was disappointed that he hadn't filled my pussy with his cum, I sat up and pulled my night dress back over my head, I looked over to the office window for the first time since I had stripped naked, there was a man in his mid forties standing watching, I blushed as I started looking through my handbag to find the card that Simon had given me, out of the corner of my eye I could see the man clapping in appreciation of the show he had just watched. I held the card up in front of the driver.

"I know that place, I'll be there in an hour!"

I suddenly felt very gullible, I had already paid for my journey home but what if the driver didn't turn up, there would be nothing I could do about it.

"I'll bet you are wondering if I'll turn up or not, there is no need to worry, I still have balls full of spunk that I'll be depositing inside you as the second half of the payment when I get you home!"

Now that's funny, I was relieved, I wasn't sure what I was relieved for, was it because I could now guarantee my ride home or was it that I was definitely going to feel his seed inside of me later, I had no idea which, today was turning out to be a very strange day indeed.

The girl at the counter of the beauty parlour almost laughed when I asked if I could get a full body wax today, I noticed that the price was one hundred and twenty pounds, she probably laughed at someone being so stupid as to want to pay that much just to lose a little body hair.

"The earliest we can fit you in for that treatment is Wednesday afternoon madam!"

I stamped my foot in frustration, of course they wouldn't be able to just fit me in like that, you can't expect to just walk in off the street and get a trim without an appointment, I couldn't believe that I had been so stupid, the thrills and excitement of the way the day had gone had really fucked with my brain! Then the thought of the cost went through my mind, and I knew that there was no way I could afford that much.

"Will I still be able to use this next Wednesday?"

I handed the card to the girl, I had to do a double take to make sure the card wasn't wired up to the electricity mains the girl had suddenly turned to stone, she had stopped breathing and wasn't moving a muscle. Suddenly she broke out of her trance like state, jerked into motion, and leaped onto the telephone handset sending things spinning all over her desk.

"Sorry to bother you but there is a lady here with one of Mr. Hunter's cards, it say's she has to have a full body wax today!"

There was much 'humming' and 'harring' over the phone then the girl threw the handset back onto it's cradle and ran through the main shop area where the make-up artists and hairdresser were beavering away, I followed along behind her, she ran into a rear store room and then back out again, running directly into me. She handed me a dressing gown and two bath towels.

"Follow me please!"

I was led down a flight of stairs into what had been a coal cellar when the shops were huge, four story, Victorian terraced houses, now it was a shower area and treatment room

The treatment room had a massage table and a trolley with various trays of equipment on it, I totally missed the little shelf mounted at eye level on the wall opposite the stairs, that was until the girl went over to it and turned on the cassette player parched on top.

I almost changed my mind and ran from the room but I didn't have the courage for that so I went into the shower and stripped off, I hadn't totally finished washing myself when an older woman came into the room and took my dressing gown away.

"You won't need this, we need access to your whole body and we don't have enough time unfortunately for the niceties today!"

I dried myself and wrapped the towel around my body before walking out to meet the two women in the treatment room, the towel was pulled from my body and I was told to lie face down on the bed. Hot wax and linen strips were used in places I was sure had no hair at all, including down between my ass cheeks. I rolled over and the girl began to wax my legs from ankles upwards as the woman began to use an electrolysis wand to clean the area between my eye brows and above my lip. The girl waxing my lower body passed my pubic mound and began waxing my abdomen and even between my breasts.

I was surprised and thought that I would be keeping my triangle of forest covering my sex but I was wrong. The woman changed her attention from my face to between my legs, forcing my legs up and apart, she was using the electrolysis wand to pluck the hairs, one at a time, from around my labia, I realised that she was working very fast by being very careful not to get her body between my vagina and the cassette player covering the sound of buzzing from the electrolysis machine.

The girl wasn't idle either, she was busy massaging soothing oil into my face, which had been left stinging from the voltage used to fry out the hair roots. I allowed my mind to drift away as the girl massaged oil down over my breasts and down towards the woman working now on one side of my pubic mound, she had turned the voltage up and was working on clumps of hair now instead of single hairs, she was working at almost a panic rate.

"We usually take four hours to do a full body, we only have a little over an hour to do yours, so this may hurt a little!"

The girl had skipped past the older woman and was now massaging oil into my lower legs, taking the sting out of that area too, the woman was clearing both sides of my mound but leaving an inch strip of hair pointing down towards my vagina, then she squired off the top and bottom, leaving about a half inch of clear skin above my vaginal slit, it looked ridiculous just around two inches of thick, bushy hair, sitting on my pussy mound like a dead caterpillar lying there.

I thought that it was all over, the girl had covered as much of my body as she could in soothing oil and was standing there just looking down at my mostly bare mound. But not for the first time I was wrong, the woman used clippers to trim the still wild and bushy strip, almost down to a crew cut, she stood back and admired her handy work.

"Not bad at all for just over an hour if I do say so myself!"

her mobile phone rang in her pocket, there was a lot of mumbling and suddenly a spectacular full of hot wax was spread over what little hair I had left down below my abdomen and a strip of cloth pressed into it and allowed to cool slightly before being ripped off, leaving me totally denuded.

"Make sure you rub a lot of oil into that before she showers again, I have things to do!"

and with that the woman was gone.

The girl quickly lathered oil over my mound and then down both sides of my labia, apart from when she did my face that was all she had done to the rest of m y body, now that there was slippery, soothing oil, all over my vaginal area she began massaging the oil into my pussy mound with one hand and very hard and deep, while her other hand was gently rubbing the oil over my labia, after a few seconds she allowed her fingers to brush over my clitoris, the shock made me try to sit up, but I couldn't because of the position of my legs.

The oil, while cool and soothing when applied to the areas of my body that had been denuded, it was like boiling oil on the sensitive, inner parts of my body, the power of the oil being rubbed in around my clitoris was like ten-thousand volts being passed through my body. The girl wasn't just massaging soothing oil into my body now, she was actually masturbating me, her fingers felt like magic down there and with the oil 'irritating' as it was I was very soon exploding into a powerful climax at the fingers of the young girl, one hand massaging my clit as the other massaged my mound.

"The oil will help to slow down the hair growth on the parts that have been waxed but will almost stop the hair returning wherever the electricity has been used. I hope you come back again to see us, you have so much fun when I massage you!"

The girl smiled at me as she wiped the oil from her hands.

"You can go and shower off again now and get dressed!"

I left the beauticians quickly, sitting on the bonnet of an old Ford Mondeo was the bus driver, waiting patiently to take me back home and fuck me, it's funny how I turned, overnight, from a boring, suburban housewife and part time supermarket shelf stacker that no man seemed to ever give a second look too, just between you and me, not even my husband, into somebody that everyone, man and woman, seemed to want a piece off!