Girls Take Control...1. 
By ANTMAN


The Bank Manager screeched to a halt in the drive of the detached house
in the country..and looked around. Fields, hedges and trees surrounded
the lonely house  half a mile from the main road.
That day, the owner of the house, his chief assistant at the bank.. Mrs.
Fall..a widow, had begged him to come over that evening and sit for her
children. She had a date, and with her charm, and her attractiveness, she
had persuaded him.
It was seven o'clock as he knocked on her door. From an open upstairs
window, her pleasant voice called "Come in Bob. Make yourself a
drink..I'll be down in a minute".
He entered, and looking round the large lounge, saw a cabinet with drinks
on it. He mixed a generous whisky and soda, and sat on a large couch.
Mrs.Fall's husband had been something big in Oil, and the house was
tasteful. As he sipped his drink, there was a light step on the stairs,
and she descended.
"Oh, Audrey..You look lovely" he said. She was dressed in a plain black
dress, with a gold chain round her neck, and her shoulder length white
blonde hair shone."Thank you Bob" she said, as she fixed earrings,
looking into the mirror."The girls will be here soon..They had tea at a
friend's house".
The noise of a car suddenly accelerated, and a moment later, the door was
flung open, and two girls entered. "Hi Mum", came from both in almost
unison. The fifty year old man tried not to stare as he gulped the last
of his drink. The girls were twins..of about sixteen years. Both were
tall and had the same coloured hair as their mother, but parted in the
middle, and flowing past their shoulders. Their grey eyes suddenly fixed
on Bob as he stood..."Girls, this is Bob. Bob, these are Jenny and
Julie..." She smiled at his puzzled stare.."Jenny is slightly bigger than
Julie". Both girls giggled as he smiled and sat down again. He tried not
to ogle them, as they slung down their school bags and sat on another
couch opposite him. They were dressed in long sleeved white school
blouses, and grey skirts. These rode up, and he glanced in appreciation
at the twin shapely tanned legs, which ended in black loafer shoes.The
girls noticed and smiled at each other.
"Now girls..Don't give Bob a hard time", said Audrey..as she heard a car
pull up, and a horn toot. She pulled on a wrap, and smiling at the man,
said "Help yourself to whatever, Bob. Thanks again...'Bye ". "Bye Mum, "
chorused the girls, and the door slammed after the woman.
Jenny suddenly stood up..She smiled at Bob..a dazzling, winning
smile.."Do you like music Bob ?" she asked, and reached down to turn on
the stereo. As the rock music started to blare out, she reached up her
arms and stretched, her long hair flowed in a wave silkily down her back,
and her pert breasts bulged in her white blouse. Her skirt rode up
revealing more tanned, shapely bare thigh. "Come on, Bob", she
cajoled.."Dance with me". She held out her long fingered hands to him,
and he swallowed hard, as her shapely body started to sway. He swallowed
hard, and with a embarrassed smile, allowed the tall girl to pull him up,
as her hands grasped his.
On the other couch, Julie smiled with a sly look in her lovely eyes..and
slid her hand down between the thick luxurious cushions..her fingers
closing on a coil of slim, cold steel.
On the floor, Bob was dancing in the style of his youth, his eyes locked
by the grey, wide orbs before him. She was dazzling lovely, and brought
back memories of his youth back to him...Suddenly, she
whispered.."Bob..close your eyes, and put your hands behind your
back...." He asked..."what..." She repeated the order, and puckered her
lips in a kiss, which made his old heart leap. She was so
beautiful..Could she mean to kiss him !!!
The man stopped dancing and stood, as the girl had ordered him...he smelt
her perfume in the air, and then suddenly, a snapping sound accompanied
the feel of cold, hard circles enclosing his wrists. "Whaaa ??! his eyes
snapped open to see Jenny smiling coldly at him, her eyes like shards of
ice. "Oh dear...Poor Bob", she cooed, "Caught like a rat in a trap".
"What are you doing ?" He asked in surprise, as he pulled against the
handcuffs holding his wrists locked behind his back.
"You won't break those!", mocked Julie, "Now Mum will get her promotion".
"What do you mean", asked the man "Get these things off me !! ".
"Oh..Don't you know that Mum wants your job..She wants you out of the
way...She wanted Daddy out of the way too..to get his money..So we helped
her".
"Bob suddenly swallowed hard, and stammered now with fear.."C..Come on
G..Girls. Stop fooling around. Let me go".
Jenny suddenly dropped onto the couch, and pulled her skirt up high on
her shapely thighs. "Get him down, Julie", she said.."Like we did with
Daddy".
Julie suddenly kicked hard up between the man's thighs, the toe of her
shoe suddenly crushing his testicles. He let out a piercing scream, and
in agony, dropped to his knees.Jenny, took his shuddering head in her
soft hands, and lifted it to look into his agonised eyes. "Goodbye Bob"
she whispered, and then twisted hard. His body was forced to follow his
head, and he found himself, sat on the floor, with his back against the
couch. Jenny opened her thighs, and pulled his head back, to where she
closed those silky smooth limbs around his neck. "Get Off " shouted Bob,
now thoroughly frightened and angry. He tried to pull his head out but
her legs tightened, the thigh muscles hardened, holding his head still
and trapped.
He glanced up at Julie who stood with her hands on shapely hips. She
smiled, and pulling her skirt up, stepped foreward, and straddled his
kicking legs. Then she sat down on his thighs, and clamped her thighs
around his bucking hips, pinning them to the floor.
"Poor Bob", Julie murmured, as Jenny started to move her hands over the
man's face. "Please..."Bob begged.."Don't do this...I MMMMPH". his
pleading voice was suddenly muffled as Jenny linked her long slim fingers
and slid them over his mouth. Her soft smooth palms pressed against his
open mouth, moving slightly...forming an airtight seal. He tried to pull
his head away again, but her steel hard thighs held his head locked. He
tried to buck up and push away with his hands against the front of the
couch. Julie giggled ..a soft tinkling of sound over the rock music.She
sat down on his bucking body hard..holding his writhings to a mimimum.
She pushed her long wave of silky hair over her shoulders, and reached
out one hand to softly but firmly pinch his nostrils closed. As his
snorting breathing suddenly ceased, the man panicked...He jerked
helplessly, the handcuffs biting cruelly into his wrists. Jenny pulling
his head back, into her scissors grip. He trying to bite her soft palms,
but his teeth sliding uselessly off her soft giving skin. his wide, fear
filled eyes locked by the coldly smiling eyes of the lovely Julie, as she
kept his nostrils closed with her slim finger and thumb. He grew weaker
and weaker...his lungs heaving helplessly, trying to find life giving
air..The music growing fainter..the light fading from his eyes...his
brain cells dying....
The following week, the Bank staff were stunned to hear the news that
their Manager had been found drowned in the river, with a suicide note on
him. The woman moving into the Manager's office smiled as she passed the
brass plate on the door, shining and new. It read Audrey Fall. Manager.
The woman took out a framed photo from her bag, and stood it on the
polished surface of the big desk. Two beautiful twin girls stood
together, smiling lovingly into the camera.....
                         The End