It was Mellors the old gamekeeper, dog at heel, he and Julie lived up in the woodland near the ½ acre copse that edged the estate forest. He and his...wife Julie had been regarded by some to be sex mad in their school days, and were rather reclusive, but then why not most, gamekeepers are reclusive it goes with the job. The old lad greeted them warmly and they stood chatting about this and that as folk do, Oliver, the keeper, remarking that Jay, he had seen that he had a new woman, Gamekeepers. Oh yeah, for damn sure.Blu—Beverly, had made a major difference to my psyche. I no longer felt like the complete and unregenerate loser. But, happy? Not by a country mile. I still thought of little else during the day but my all but lost love, my wife, my Denise.I had to know more. Didn't I? Well, I would. I absolutely would. It was two days after my rendezvous with Beverly that I decided it was time to play the sleuth.I was parked outside of, and down the street from, her place of work waiting. ..no, not like that...if you...keep that up...I'm going to..." Anna's body tensed as she cried out. "Looks like it's too late because you just did, didn't you Anna?" I smiled as it over flowed the palm of my hand and dripped onto the bed."Beth..." Anna's voice had grown hoarse with pleasure."Do you feel better now, Anna? I already know that you enjoyed yourself." Anna looked back at me with a slight glare, panting heavily. I couldn't help but laugh softly as I slowly backed away from her. She moved a hand down there and started grabbing my package. ‘Wow, I can tell I picked a winner!’ she laughed as she moved off me and unzipped my fly. I took off my shirt while she pulled my pants down. I stood up to shake them off, and my cock was just fighting to get out of my black silk boxers. My schlong was cutting an impressive profile on this particular evening, as she eyed my crotch hungrily. She tugged at the bottom of each leg of the shorts, and down they came. My rod was rock hard,.