I had just taken up a new post in a very large private estate in the country. My wife had decided to stay in the city, at least for the time being and I wasn't looking forward to the traveling back and forwards at weekends. The post came with a small cottage that was quite quaint and the maintenance was covered by the estates management team so I had little to do in my spare time. There were 35 houses/cottages belonging to the estate and the village that it sat alongside had thirty houses. On my second day I met a single guy who was much the same age as myself (34), in the pub after work. "Hi. Your the new guy. Has anyone shown you around yet?" Slim asked, everyone calls him slim. I told him that yes I am the new guy and nobody has shown me around yet. "Finish your pint and I'll give you the grand tour. I finished my pint and we started off around the estate. He showed me the stables and said that two of the stable maids were nymphomaniacs and will shag anything anytime, male or female. Then he showed me the farriers building. The main house spoke for itself and besides the lord and lady, his two sons and one of the son's wife lived in. She's a goer he informed me, likes a bit of rough. Then he told me there was the house keeper, chief, butler and five maids all lived in. Then we passed the game keepers cottage who lived with his wife and daughter, snotty cow was how he described her. Then the rest of the properties housed the grounds workers. Then we wandered down the village. "He's a cop," he told me as we passed the first house, "lives alone, not surprising as he is such a moody bastard. Don't cross him." At the next house, " The woman in this house works in the bakers, don't know what her husband does. This one is a mechanic, does work for the estate, he's your man if you have car problems. He's on his own his wife left him. This one is the accountant for the estate, his wife is just a housewife. And so it went on until we got to the last house. "This one is Mary. She was the Lords mistress for many years until he replaced her with a younger model. If you need a shag she's your woman, he informed me. She's good looking and is always available, she doesn't work. I think the Lord had to set her up financially or she would have told his wife about his affair and his new belle. Tour done we wandered back to the pub. I got a round in and Slim was asking me about my situation. I told him I wasn't happy about it but I would be on my own Monday to Fridays. Then two young girls burst into the pub. "Those are the two stable girls," Slim informed me, "the taller one is the better fuck. Do you want an introduction?" I told him I was ok at the moment. Then the local doctor and his wife came in, followed by Mary. "See what I mean,"Slim said, "She will always take care of you if you need a good shag." I had to admit I could see why the Lord had her as his mistress, She was a stunning red head with a full curvy figure. I had a fairly early start in the morning and Left Slim to get some sleep. It was four days later when I was driving through the village, the crossroads had no right of way markings as it was such a minor road. I edged the nose of my car out, just as a Land Rover coming far too fast from the other way swerved and ran into a hedge and ditch. I stopped and went to the car. It was Mary and after checking she was ok, she tried to back out the hedge and ditch. The wheels of her car just spun. I got a tow rope from the boot of my car and pulled her car out the hedge and back on the road with my car. She was quite shaken, so I offered to see her home. Once home I see her in, where she offered me a drink. We sat drinking some coffee and as I put my cup down on the saucer on the table, Mary flung herself at me her hands were grabbing at me as her tongue invaded my mouth. Then her hands were holding my head and she pulled my face into her ample bussom. Then one of her hand s was at the buckle on my trousers and then the zip. Her hand burrowed into my boxers and grabbed my growing cock. "Mmmm, Nice size. Looking forward to this," she said to herself. "Get your kit off," she insisted, as she stood letting me go and started to rip her own clothes off. I had a fleeting thought about my wife, then my cock took over and I was ripping my own clothes off. Mary guided me by my cock, in her hand, to her bedroom. She pushed me onto my back on her bed and mounted me in the 69 position and sucked my throbbing cock into her mouth. I parted her legs and her pussy split open revealing her clit and the pink crack inside the brown lips and the beginning of her tunnel of love. I raised my head and buried my face in her sex and licked from her clit, along her crack and to her crinkly brown butt hole. Mary groaned as I repeated the run with my tongue along her sex many times. After about ten minutes she swiveled around and raised herself above my stiff cock and held it in the right position with her hand fed it slowly into her tight pussy. Once she had worked it all in she started to rock herself back and forth on my cock causing delicious sensations in my cock. It must have been doing good things for Mary as she was now moaning very loudly. Then she moved so that she was squatted on my cock and slammed herself repeatedly down on my cock until she screamed and froze with my cock buried deep inside her pussy. I could feel her juices flooding down my cock and balls. The pulsating ripples going through her fanny and through my cock triggered my own climax and my cum joined her juices in her fanny. As she pulled off, me my cock made a plopping sound as it escaped her tight pussy, and a mixture of our juices spilled out her pussy and down my cock. "That was good for a starter," Mary told me, "I can see that I will need more of this one," she said grabbing my softening cock. "Hope your a repeater," she told me. I assured her that I had never had a problem in that department. We made love twice more that day in many different positions, and then I had to leave to do some work. Slim see me leaving Mary's house. "Good aint she," Slim laughed. "Tried the stable girls yet," he asked. I told him not yet. "You won't be disappointed,"he assured me. That was two years ago. The traveling to the city doesn't seem quite so bad now, and the night not so lonely.