The atmosphere in the car was light and bubbly as the couple pulled away from the cemetery parking lot. Their destination was Hughes’s huge house and, more accurately, his bed.
With the excitement of posing for the topless photo still with her, Janet told Hugh what John had said to her Sunday night, after her afternoon telephone call with her boyfriend, and that the outcome was a new golden rule – having Respect for her and especially towards John.
It was a word to which her boyfriend readily agreed, and he also pointed out that all three of them wanted them to date as long as they stuck to the rules.
Hugh’s answer made Janet feel more relaxed and led her to think, “John was right to pick Hugh. He was the safe option. Did she need a Richard?”
She also explained that John said no to all of Hugh’s suggestions, so no to sleepovers, holidays, and everything else Hugh could think of, even the Christmas Party.
“So there was nothing you wanted to do with me?” he questioned, sounding slightly disappointed.
“Oh, I didn’t say that!” Janet exclaimed, giggling. “Actually, I was interested in most of the things you suggested.” She gently rested her hand on her boyfriend’s thigh to reassure him. “Given time, maybe things will change.
“And remember, Hugh, this is only our second date. We have already come a long way, set our boundaries, and are learning to be honest with one another.”
“And we fucked!” Hugh chirped in, smiling.
“That too… I want this, and part of me needs it. However, we need to keep this very discreet, as I have a young family and in-laws who live close by.
“What about your parents, do they live close?”
“I don’t think we need to worry about either of them. My father is long gone, having left my mother when I was two. Aside from receiving the occasional card, I have had little contact with him since I was twelve, when he remarried and moved to Fremantle in Australia.
“As for my mother, she now lives in Australia too, in Byron Bay, on the other side of the country from my father. She used to be deeply religious, but since moving there, she has turned into a hippie. These days, she probably would not care if I had multiple sexual partners.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t know.”
“Hugh, I have John… He understands me and will support me, which brings me to sex. You asked me what sex acts I want to explore.”
Hugh chuckled. “Yes, I did, and I am open to trying everything with you, JJ—and I mean everything.”
“Hold that thought, soldier… I want us to start slowly and get to know you a little more, and then we can look to cross off some of those things you suggested.” Then, she more seriously stated, “But remember, John will be joining us at some point, and when he does, I don’t want any alpha male rivalry. My husband would be the only winner there – and you have Cindy to win back.”
“JJ, I know, we are only together to satisfy each other’s sexual needs.”
Janet grinned and added, “And to have a little fun along the way.”
*****
Seeing Hugh’s home in daylight for the first time was, if anything, more impressive than seeing it in the dark. Constructed in the early eighties, the property had all the mod cons, right from the push-button double gates at the front to the lights that automatically turned on with a clap of your hands, and then there was the gadget-filled kitchen. Well, that had everything you could have thought of.
However, apart from the modern kitchen, Janet felt more in touch with the sometimes eccentric character of Somertyn Manor than the large, dark wood, open-plan rooms of Hugh’s Swiss-style house.
In a way, both houses reflected the owner’s personality.
After a brief look outside, JJ learned two things: that the garden was huge, although not even a quarter as large as the one at the manor, and that Hugh used a landscape company to maintain it. She only knew the latter, as two men were working there, one cutting the lawn, the other clearing the flower beds.
With the couple now holding hands, Hugh excitedly stated, “I have one last surprise to show you.”
Janet giggled, “I have seen your cock before!”
That made Hugh laugh; he was enjoying his girlfriend’s company, it felt so different from the lonely months he had experienced since his divorce.
They walked back into the house. There, in the kitchen, JJ removed her coat, and for the first time since she had gotten out of the car, her breasts came partially into view.
Hugh’s eyes hungrily looked at them, but he resisted giving them a grope. Instead, he smiled and complimented his girlfriend. That had Janet grinning too, although she would have been happy for her boyfriend’s hands to explore her body, as heat was now building between her legs. JJ was hoping they were going to fuck soon.
“Come this way; I want to show you something,” Hugh instructed.
JJ’s hand brushed her boyfriend’s cock, and she giggled, “I hope it’s this?”
“Soon,” he replied as they stepped through a door of the kitchen and kissed; as they did so, her boyfriend undid the single jacket button.
“Hugh, the gardeners are just outside—”
“—Says the lady who just an hour ago was standing topless in a public cemetery.”
Janet relented, now giggling, as the heat continued to build between her legs.
She needed them to fuck soon.
“I seemed to remember John said these were mine when we were together,” Hugh chuckled, as Janet’s breasts came into her boyfriend’s view for the second time that day.
Hugh cupped them and then thoughtfully asked, “Do you think John would like a photo of me doing this?”
“I don’t know – he did ask for some naughty pictures; it seems to be his new way of staying involved.” Then, after a little thought, she said, “Okay, we will do it!”
Janet was interested in what her husband’s reaction would be.
They took the photo, which only showed Janet’s smiling face and a pair of male hands cupping her ample bosoms.
With the camera and the new picture back in her handbag, still topless, Janet looked around the room for the first time. There were three doors, a sink, a worktop, a washing machine, and a tumble dryer.
“Is this what you wanted to show me, a utility room?”
“No, the room I want to show you is through there.”
Hugh pointed towards the third door. “JJ, turn around.”
Janet did as requested, and as she slowly rotated, she took in the utility room, and it occurred to her that they had enough land to build a similar room at home. With a growing family, the extra space would come in handy.
As she stood there, Hugh undid her skirt, which she stepped out of and then neatly folded before putting it on the side.
Janet then turned back to face her boyfriend.
“You really didn’t wear any panties!” Hugh exclaimed.
“My husband didn’t want me to wear any; he chose my outfit – are you disappointed?”
JJ’s arousal was still growing.
“Not at all… Anyway, they would not have stayed on long!” Hugh continued to take in his girlfriend’s nearly naked body, her bald slit visible through the tights.
“I keep forgetting that you’re shaved – you are the first woman I’ve been with without pubic hair.”
JJ giggled. “I know it’s naughty; I keep my pussy bald for John, as he likes the look.” She then added, as if it explained all, “I had to shave when I went into the hospital to give birth to Jenna.”
As Janet said those words, she knew they were only partially true. She may have liked the risqué look, even if the school nuns had told her it was associated with harlots. But the truth was, she had shaved her pubic hair to embrace the naughty aspect of her persona—the part that drove JJ and made her want to rebel by doing the things she had refrained from in her younger years.
As Hugh continued to look at her, Janet could only smile, unable to check her appearance in a mirror. She hopped up onto a worktop and held her right leg out.
“Could you do the honours, Hugh?” She wanted her boyfriend to remove the anklet, which he did. It was carefully put into her jacket pocket.
“You look gorgeous, JJ.”
It was a compliment, which brought a genuine smile from Janet. She kicked her shoes off before removing her tights. Now fully naked and giggling, she jumped back up onto the worktop. There she spread her legs, her shaved pussy opening like a clam, the morning light illuminating her arousal.
“My husband tells me that my pussy is yours too when you are with me. But if that was true, isn’t it about time you had a taste?”
Hugh just stood there, taking in JJ’s beauty. He had seen her naked before, but never in daylight and never so explicitly. Janet’s hands slowly moved down her body, enticing her boyfriend’s eyes, drawing them down to between her legs, where they stopped. Then, with a grin, Janet pulled her labia apart and showed her pink sweetness.
“Shouldn’t your tongue be down there, having a taste?” She impishly suggested.
Hugh needed no further invitation, as his mouth went to where his eyes had been and probed JJ’s wetness. As he licked away, Janet let out a pleasurable gasp. She realised that Hugh was an experienced cunnilinguist; he certainly knew what he was doing.
However, she couldn’t escape the thought that Hugh had gained his experience by cheating with other women rather than having sex with his ex-wife.
With her murmurs becoming gratifying moans that seemed to echo around the utility room, Hugh started to undress, his mouth and tongue still working away, and in doing so, tasting JJ’s intoxicating elixir.
Standing, his cock free and erect, Hugh took in his panting girlfriend. She was sitting there on the edge of the worktop, a wanton look written across her face – JJ’s pussy was needy.
It was with urgency that he thrust his cock forward, where his tongue had just been. Its length ran along her wetness, sliding through her cleft and gently brushing her pearl. They were almost masturbating each other.
“Hugh…” JJ breathed, knowing that this time it was her boyfriend teasing her, “I need you.”
Janet’s arousal was now running freely, and with a cock-hungry grin, she once again told Hugh that she needed his dick. He swiftly reacted, tugging off his clothes, their bodies needy, searching for their release.
With his eyes taking in JJ’s desire, Hugh pushed his stiffness into his girlfriend’s folds, her tight, silky wet walls guiding his hardness as they started to fuck. His hips rocked, their mouths kissed, and Janet murmured throaty groans as her boyfriend thrust away.
He was giving her what she needed.
But the worktop height was not quite right for the couple. Hugh couldn’t get the penetration he desired, as he wanted his girlfriend to take all of his cock.
“Hang on,” he grunted. “Through here is a better spot.”
JJ let out a brief squeal as she was gently lifted, her legs wrapping around Hugh’s waist.
With his cock still buried deep inside JJ’s pussy he walked her across the utility room and through the third door.
“This is where the sauna is; there’s a shower over there on the right, next to the toilet cubicle.”
Janet could not stop giggling as her boyfriend described the house, his stiff member still buried deep inside her cunt. To JJ, it sounded as if Hugh was trying to sell the house to her, rather than fuck her.
“And here is the swimming pool. I had it built after Cindy left, hoping it would help entice her back. She said she always wanted one… but that didn’t work.”
As they walked through another door, JJ noticed the lightness as humidity enveloped her body. There was a brief glimpse of a swimming pool, which was very different from the serious one her neighbour had. This pool appeared to be designed for parties, a fact confirmed by Hugh when he told Janet that he would turn the waterfall on later.
Then, JJ lay flat on her back; Hugh’s stiffness was still buried deep in her. He began to move again, her legs still wrapped around his waist as she took him into her sweetness, Janet’s giggles soon turning into loud, reverberating moans.
They were lying on a round, soft pool bed, her boyfriend’s cock fucking her with gusto, as he used the knowledge he had gained from being an experienced philanderer.
Once again, Hugh was thrusting inside JJ, having sex with her as their energetic groans and moans echoed around the swimming pool. He was pounding his girlfriend, giving her what she needed until, with one final grunt, he came, and she squirted – the couple mutually satisfied in their intense orgasm.
JJ and Hugh lay there, cuddling, kissing, temporarily sated. Rationality was creeping back into their minds, although they both already knew that before Janet went home, they would be fucking again.
As they looked at each other, Hugh’s cock slowly slipped from her.
“I get a cloth.”
“Thank you, I have a needy cunt.”
“I noticed,” Hugh chuckled, though slightly taken aback by JJ’s sudden use of the C-word.
Janet kissed Hugh, her legs still spread wide, and her hand now cupping her pussy, trying to stop making a mess of the round pool bed, although she seemed to have done quite a good job herself, having squirted. That was something that normally only happened when she masturbated or was really turned on.
Hugh disappeared next door to get the washcloth.
It was while he was reaching into the shower that he heard JJ shriek. Followed by loud, running footsteps as her nude body appeared beside him. She seemed suddenly out of breath, his ejaculate now running down her legs.
Hugh calmly passed Janet the washcloth, not understanding what the matter could be.
“We have just put on a sex show!” JJ breathed, cleaning herself up, before turning on the shower.
“What do you mean?” Hugh questioned, not understanding.
“The gardeners were right outside the pool windows… They must have watched us!” There was alarm in Janet’s voice.
Hugh started laughing. “I thought you were an exhibitionist!”
It wasn’t the reply JJ expected, as she remarked, “Closeted!” She could not understand why her boyfriend seemed so relaxed.
Janet jumped in the shower and washed her body, Hugh choosing just to watch her and let the thought of what she had just done manifest in her mind.
He passed her a towel a couple of minutes later when she stepped out of the shower.
Hugh then asked, “Do you enjoy the thought that you have just been watched having sex?”
“I don’t know; I am not annoyed; it’s just… Doesn’t the fun come from knowing you are being watched?”
Hugh smiled, now understanding that his girlfriend wasn’t against having sex while being observed.
“Well, in that case, you will be pleased to know that the window glass is one-way and triple-glazed to keep the warmth and noise in. So, you can see out, but from the outside, it is opaque. All you notice is a black wall of glass.”
Now dry, sheepishly, Janet looked again and noticed that the gardeners had gone. She also realised that the windows were actually a line of six heavy, triple-glazed patio doors. All closed, and she presumed, locked.
She started to giggle in relief.
“Come on, JJ, let’s take a dip, and I’ll demonstrate the pool’s features. It is what I wanted to show you before we were distracted.”
They never did make it to Hugh’s bedroom. For the rest of the day, the couple skinny-dipped and had sex around the pool. JJ also posed for another photo, swimming naked in the clear water, John never being far from her mind, while Hugh pushed buttons and happily demonstrated his gadgets, including the waterfall.
*****
It was late when John walked through the front door, the house already seemingly quiet. Having passed the red Ford Sierra car in the drive, he guessed that JJ’s date with Hugh had gone well. It was something he’d been thinking about all day.
Taking two steps at a time, John crept up to their marital bedroom, knowing that Janet would be waiting, his inner voice telling him that she needed to be reclaimed.
A warm smile greeted John as he opened the bedroom door. Janet was sitting there reading, the duvet pulled up all around her.
“Long day?” she quietly questioned, her husband locking the door behind him.
“Yes, long, but extremely successful, as I learned today, that many offices are currently putting in small staff kitchens, and canteens have gone out of fashion. There is a whole new market there for the company.
“And you, JJ. Did you have a successful day?” He questioned as he lovingly kissed his wife.
“You know I did,” she grinned. “Though I now feel a little guilty, it’s not about the sex but rather about the fact that you are working hard while I have been skinny dipping in my boyfriend’s pool.
“However, I have also spent the day thinking a lot about you, John, as I asked Hugh to take these photos of me. They are my first nudes!” Janet then quietly giggled, “Although I have a feeling that these will not be my last ones.
“They are yours, John, but please don’t show them to anyone, and do keep them locked in our cabinet.”
John promised that he would keep them under lock and key.
Janet held out the four photos, making sure that they were in chronological order. She watched her husband carefully as he meticulously examined each photograph, only commenting on the last one, Janet skinny dipping.
“Hugh’s swimming pool?”
“Yes, but it is very different from Richard’s.”
“I can see it could have been located in Magaluf.”
Janet laughed at her husband’s comment; it was not far from the truth, as Magaluf was a party town in Majorca.
“I also learned a lot about Hugh and myself, but especially you, John…”
The words prised her husband’s eyes away from the photographs. Janet peeled the duvet from her, revealing her naked body to her husband.
“JJ, I need a shower.”
“Have your shower later, John – I need you now – I need you to reclaim me, as today I truly realised what a special man you are, and I am lucky to have you.”
The photos were soon forgotten; the Joneses needed no further words as they gently and slowly made love.
Today had proved to Janet that her husband wanted to share her because of his love for her. Only he understood what was going on under her beautiful veneer… that she needed her wings, her freedom to remain young and happy, to be JJ.
Later, sated and showered, the couple snuggled up, Janet having told her husband all about her day. Her last words about it were, “I am beginning to learn how to be a hotwife.”
John lovingly kissed Janet, each now knowing that they had entered into a new open marriage cycle, one that would revolve around Somertyn Manor.
“So, JJ, do you want to hear all about my day?”
“It’s okay, but we can talk tomorrow about it, if you like.”
John smiled. “I guess we can wait; Christmas is still a month away!”
The magic word “Christmas” had Janet springing awake.
“You got me an early Christmas present?”
“Might have, but I’m feeling a little tired now… You’re right; it can wait until tomorrow.”
Janet playfully nudged her husband.
“Yes, dear, do you want me?”
“Come on, John, I’ll make it up to you.”
“Make it up to me – hmm – I have a few ideas.”
Now smiling, Janet quickly injected, “Nothing to do with tractors!” She knew how her husband’s mind worked.
“Oh, I’ll think of something else then.”
John opened his business case and produced the Hitachi Magic Wand vibrator.
“This was on your shopping list.”
“I wondered if you would remember to get one of these,” Janet stated, surprised that he had!
“Are you going to use it, or do you want me to wrap it up?”
“Wrap it up? I am going to use it; that is why I asked you to buy one.” Then she whispered, even though there were only two of them in the room. “I seemed to be horny all the time, especially now that we are in the lifestyle. You don’t want me wearing you out!”
“I wouldn’t mind,” John chuckled, a little cautiously – deep inside, he knew JJ could wear him out!
“Did you get the other items?” Janet questioned, hopefully.
John passed his wife two styles of vibrators and then a couple of different-sized pink dildos, the larger one looking very much like her husband’s cock. He even joked that he had nearly missed his train because he had to stand there so long, his cock out and modelling for it.
Janet giggled, knowing that it was not true, but gave him an endearing nudge anyway as he then passed her a set of three butt plugs. Each one was a little larger than the next.
“Apparently, you start with the small one and work up. There should be some instructions inside the packet… By the way, if you haven’t already guessed, these are all your early Christmas presents. I will wrap the ones you are not using.”
“I’m not having a butt plug as a Christmas present,” Janet giggled with a loving nudge. “Nor are they going under the Christmas tree.” John received a second loving nudge, although this one seemed a little harder.
However, the next item made JJ really chuckle. It was a huge black dildo.
As her husband passed it to her, he stated, unperturbed by the nudges, “It’s another Christmas present, so do enjoy.”
“How much did that cost?” Janet questioned once her laughter had died down. “It’s far too big to be practical.”
“I got it discounted, as I told the lady behind the counter that I had a frisky, insatiable wife. She took pity on me… Apparently, after the one modelled on me, this is the shop’s top-selling dildo.”
That did earn John a nudge, although Janet did look at the blank plastic phallus and thought, “It might be fun trying.”
“So, where’s the lube?”
Her question was met with a blank face from her husband.
“You forgot?”
John nodded and then took his wife into his arms and lovingly kissed her before mumbling, “No one’s perfect… except you.”
The cheesy line earned John a warm smile as Janet accepted her dodgy Christmas gifts.
“There is one more thing I picked up, and it might come in handy – it’s a book on hotwifing.”
“Well, that is more practical,” JJ grinned before telling John how much she loved him.
After locking away the adult toys and nude photos into the cabinet John had built, the Joneses snuggled up together, very much in love.
As JJ cuddled her husband, and sleep began to catch up with her, she drowsily muttered, “John, I think we should build a utility room…”
They were the last words John heard that day, his mind having just enough energy to process them as sleep started to carry him away.
His final thought was, “At least it’s not a swimming pool…”
Author’s Note: All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18+. ©2026 wxt55uk. This story may not be reproduced in any manner without the express permission of the author.
