Mr and Mrs Jones were in a comfortable routine, and slightly reluctantly, John accepted the promotion to the new position. The only issue was that it meant in the New Year, he would have to start to travel more. However, with Janet on her Somertyn Manor retainer, financially, it had never been better for the Joneses.
Their family life was not affected by JJ’s newly gained sexual freedom; her journeys to see Hugh went unnoticed; and her runaway libido was sated by her “lone time” on the marital bed.
Then it hit JJ. She knew it was coming, but she didn’t expect it to affect her quite so much. The school holidays meant no Hugh, no privacy to masturbate, and no wandering thoughts about men with tight jeans and tighter bottoms.
She was a full-time mum again.
For JJ, the lack of extramarital sex felt like she was going cold turkey. Although nightly, she pressed John with a giggle to “fill in for Hugh.”
Try to satisfy her need.
As for Hugh, he had his two children staying with him, and for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, Cindy was staying too. Janet had wished him good luck in winning his wife back, although she realised it was too early because Cindy was still with Vincent. Whatever happened, it wouldn’t be until after the school holidays before she heard from her boyfriend about how it went with his ex-wife.
As for the Joneses, they enjoyed Christmas, with John home until the New Year, his parents over for lunch, a phone call from Janet’s mum, and, surprisingly, a Christmas card from her father. It was only the third one she had received from him since she turned sixteen.
It was all going so well until fate intervened once again…
With a heavy sigh, Janet pulled up and parked the red Sierra in the family home’s driveway. She and her two children had just been to the public swimming pool for Jenna’s swimming lesson, only to find it closed. The pool’s boiler was broken and wouldn’t be repaired until after the Christmas holidays.
As JJ got out, she heard a shout, “New car?” It was Richard, their gorgeous next-door neighbour. He was cleaning his Porsche.
Janet shouted back, “Borrowed car!” Her mouth flirted with a smile as she explained, “It belongs to one of John’s friends, who is out of the country—he’d rather see it used than left in his driveway.”
This was the story they had told John’s parents, and it was the one that the Joneses had agreed to stick to.
Putting his shammy leather cloth down, Richard walked across to the low boundary wall. “I used to have a Sierra similar to this,” he offered as his eyes went from the car’s profile to JJ’s shapely curves.
Janet smiled. She felt the attraction for Richard, and goosebumps formed on her skin. But it also inwardly annoyed her that this younger, fit man had the ability, with a licentious stare and a lustful look, to make her feel like a horny teenager again. “Surely only her husband should have that ability,” she thought.
“We just tried to go swimming; Jenna is learning,” Janet somewhat babbled, feeling the warmth of her neighbour’s eyes as they scanned her body. “She can almost swim a width. It’s a pity the pool’s boiler is broken.”
“You can always use my swimming pool,” Richard offered, which brought swift interest from the two children. He then followed up, “I am a qualified swimming coach, and as you well know, swimming is my thing.”
Janet gave Jason the front door key with strict instructions not to lock the door, as she would soon be inside with them.
Slightly annoyed, JJ stated, “Richard, you shouldn’t have said that. Jenna is now going to be badgering me all afternoon to swim in your pool.”
“It’s a genuine offer, Janet…”
A little reluctantly, Mrs Jones agreed that when her husband was back from working at Somertyn Gardens, he would ring Richard. If it were still okay, he would take the children swimming in the next-door neighbour’s pool.
*****
It was getting late; Jenna was already asleep, and Jason was getting ready to go to bed. Relaxing, Janet was snuggled up on the settee with her husband, while the half-watched television flickered away.
“I was impressed with Richard’s coaching skills,” John whispered. “He reckons one more lesson, and Jenna will be swimming lengths.”
Half listening, Janet murmured, “I know.” They had talked earlier, over tea, about how well the swimming lesson went.
But then her husband unexpectedly whispered something that had JJ’s full attention!
“Richard’s expecting you over at ten for a late-night swim,” and then John chuckled, “he thought you needed to work on your breaststroke!”
Suddenly energised, Janet’s eyes flashed open, thinking that her husband was joking, and he was, but only about the part regarding the breaststroke. The rest was true; their neighbour was expecting her to go over to use his pool in thirty minutes.
John carried on and explained to his wife that Richard had suggested the late swim, as it would give her the chance to experience the pool. That he had only gone along with it because of something Earnest had told him before Christmas.
“But JJ, of course, whether you choose to go for a swim or not is down to you—”
Cutting her husband off, Janet abruptly stated, “We will talk once Jason has gone to bed.”
She wasn’t sure what to think after spending her day deliberately trying to keep her distance from Richard. That’s why she had waited until John was back home, so he could go next door with their children for the impromptu swimming lesson.
It was a few minutes later, and behind the security of a locked bedroom door, Janet found herself listening to John.
“It was something Earnest said that got me thinking. He told me that he never regretted living in an open marriage because his wife became so much more, or, as he put it, ‘she became the belle of the ball.”
“And I am your belle of the ball?” JJ questioned. She was now smiling and intrigued, although her annoyance lingered as she waited for her husband’s next words.
“Absolutely,” John grinned, knowing it would be helpful to express another honest compliment. “You’re also my Prom Queen, my Miss World.”
JJ couldn’t help giggling. She knew she should still be annoyed, and yet, she found her irritation gone. She had enjoyed his compliment but nudged her husband nonetheless – It was her way.
Janet replied, while carrying a lopsided grin, “We don’t, at the moment, have prom queens here in England, and you’re forgetting: the only college ball I ever went to was with Freddie… and Hugh!”
John quietly chuckled to himself; he had temporarily forgotten that fact. “Anyway, Earnest also confirmed to me what William told you, that he was in a female-led marriage. I know that’s something neither of us wants.
“JJ, think of this swim as me pushing you to do something a little naughty, a little risky, but also something you know you need to do.”
Looking puzzled, Janet softly stated, “I don’t need to do it, as I have you.”
“Yes, you have me; you will always have me, JJ. But we also have the children, and now they have used Richard’s swimming pool—”
“They will want to swim there again!” Janet had finished her husband’s sentence as she caught on to why she had to do this – swim in their neighbour’s pool with the gorgeous Richard.
“Exactly… You just know it, and as I mentioned, having seen Richard teaching Jenna, I have no doubt he’s excellent with the children.”
“John, it’s me I’m more worried about!”
“Oh, I’m sure you can handle yourself, JJ.
“Today I realised, beneath that toned physique, that Richard is gentle and maybe a little lonely. He even insisted on showing me his coaching certificates and his insurance – I was impressed, and he certainly takes swimming seriously. He even started coaching me!”
Janet giggled at the thought. Annoyingly for her, John was an excellent swimmer, having the ability to slice through the water with his front crawl while his body just gently rocked and his arms slowly moved.
She kissed her husband and then got serious. “So you want me to expose myself to Richard, a known player?”
“Depends what you mean by expose, as I’m not asking you to flash him.”
“I was not planning to,” Janet giggled. She was now feeling more relaxed.
John continued, “I’m suggesting that now would be a good time for you to swim with him for just ten minutes, wearing only your swimwear. This means being in his company, just the two of you. See if you can resist Richard.”
Once again, Janet nudged her husband, thinking, “She was a middle-aged woman, not some hormone-driven teenager. Surely she could resist Richard, although it would be difficult if he turned on the charm!”
“Just remember, I’m no Earnest; I have a say, but I cannot always be here to take our children swimming. Especially now that my job role has changed and I will soon be doing more travelling.”
Janet knew her husband was making a lot of sense.
“So, John, you want me to do this?”
“I think it would be a good test for both of us, just ten minutes.”
“Both of us?”
“I’m going to watch from here, JJ. Think of it as another step along the way for me to join you and Hugh. Tonight, I believe we will both learn something from these ten minutes. You need a little excitement, and I want you to enjoy yourself, but I also need you to stick to our rules.”
Janet looked at her husband suspiciously until a lopsided grin appeared. “Let’s call it twenty minutes, as I don’t want to come across as rude. Is there a clock in there?”
“Yes. The short fence panel next to the house has been removed, so you can walk straight across to Richard’s using our back door.”
“You seem to have thought of everything.”
“As I said, JJ, we are testing ourselves.”
“Okay, I get it, and we are going to do this. You choose what you want me to wear, while I pop into the bathroom and tidy myself up a little bit.”
Janet returned a couple of minutes later, fully naked. The clothes she had been wearing were now in her hands, and they were soon dispatched to the large wicker washing basket that lived in the corner of the bedroom.
John grinned as he looked at his wife. “Seeing you dressed like that makes me think you should just skinny dip like you do with Hugh!” He pretended to put back into the drawer the two bathing suits he had chosen.
“Ha ha – you wish!”
JJ made a playful grab for the two costumes.
But John, being taller and quicker, held them up high, making his giggling naked wife jump to reach them. As she did so, her husband took in her bouncing body, noticing in the bedroom’s light that JJ’s tan lines had faded – her skin’s complexion was now fair all over.
“Janet, you do realise that the bedroom curtains aren’t closed and that you’re flashing your breasts across the neighbourhood.”
She hadn’t noticed but jested, “Richard will get to see them anyway if I skinny dip.” JJ had many times wanted to flash her tits out of their bedroom window, but she had always chickened out. Now it appeared she had accidentally done it. She was pleased.
Still not closing the curtain, Janet looked down at the swimwear her husband had chosen.
John gave the costumes to his wife.
“I guess you like me to wear this one.”
It was a blue string bikini, one she planned to wear for her husband when the children were not around. The other one was far more practical: her red, all-in-one costume, which she had previously worn lazing on the beach during last summer’s family holiday.
Janet picked the more practical one; they both knew she would. But before Janet had time to put it on, John pulled his still-naked wife close to him. There was excitement between the married couple; their decision was made, with John’s hands travelling along the curved sculptured contours of JJ’s body before circulating to rest on her bald mound. It was freshly shaved.
“Don’t, John; I’m dripping at the thought of what I am about to do.”
“You shaved for him?”
Janet blushed, having been caught, but then gave a lopsided grin and kissed her husband.
Breaking apart, John insisted, “You must stay within our rules – so no sex!”
“I know, and I will—I promise—I’ve got to get going; it’s nearly ten.”
With those words and her husband watching, Janet Jones slipped into her red, one-piece costume. Then put her dressing gown around her and, much to her husband’s amusement, put on a swimming cap.
“That is one way of keeping Richard away!” John jested.
Smiling, Janet nudged her husband and corrected him, “I don’t want wet hair!”
“When you go, I will turn the light off and watch from here.”
“Nothing is going to happen, John,” JJ stated as she kissed her husband once again and dropped her hand to his cock. She wasn’t surprised to find that it was semi-erect.
“No touching this,” she teased as she gave her husband’s cock a squeeze. “I’m going to need it twice when I get back!”
Her husband just smiled and told Janet that he wouldn’t, as it was not his thing.
He watched her grab a towel, and then she walked out of the bedroom door, turning the light off on the way.
While John liked the thought of having a hot wife, the idea of watching her with another man had usually come with some torment and a little angst. This was going to be another test.
“Hopefully, less anxiety and a great deal more pleasure,” he thought. “Especially now I have shared JJ with Hugh multiple times.”
And, there was also his fuse. If JJ couldn’t control herself to stop before full sex with Richard, then their hotwife game would be over. John would end the relationship with their neighbour, and they would return to their previous roles—plain old Mr and Mrs Jones.
Although deep inside, John hoped that, whatever happened, JJ would continue to work at Somertyn Manor.
*****
In the dark, Janet slipped through the small gap in the fence; the night’s chill was kept out by her thick dressing gown, her fur-lined slippers keeping her feet warm. She just stood there for a second, collecting herself and taking in Richard’s well-lit swimming pool.
From the outside, the pool building was very different from Hugh’s. It was longer but narrower, and you could see the pool, as there wasn’t any one-way glass.
Like the building, the swimming pool was a long, fairly narrow rectangle. Although, unlike Hugh’s, it was a serious pool for swimming in. Her boyfriend’s was kidney-shaped and built for lounging and partying in; the giveaways were the bar, the multicoloured lights, the audio system, and, of course, the waterfall.
While Janet knew her husband was right, she needed this one-to-one meeting and to be exposed to Richard’s company, his charms – his body.
She thought, “I need to resist him, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have a little fun!”
JJ glanced up to the bedroom window; the lights were now off, and she couldn’t see her husband, but Janet knew he was there. With her heart thumping, she opened the pool house door and stepped not only into the warm, damp atmosphere but also into the unknown.
Their neighbour was already in the water; he was swimming front crawl, away from Janet. As he did so, JJ could not resist looking, and her eyes zoomed in on his blue Speedos, his tight buns…
Then an instant of rationality as she pulled her stare away and looked around the pool room. Like Hugh’s, the rear wall was solid, and there was a shower, but there were no inflatable toys and no round sunbeds to fuck on.
It was only as Richard made the return leg that he noticed Janet standing there, still huddled in her dressing gown.
“I wasn’t sure you were coming over,” he called out, his boyish smile and his dimples catching JJ’s attention.
“Neither was I,” Janet replied nervously as her eyes took in his well-defined contours – that smile.
“Do you want me to turn the main lights off and just have the pool lights on?”
“No, it’s okay,” Janet replied. She was thinking of her husband watching on.
“What is the water temperature?”
“It’s twenty-seven, perfect for swimming, while the air is a few degrees warmer. Why don’t you remove your dressing gown and come in?”
Janet was feeling suddenly nervous, her pussy already needy. There was something primaeval and exciting about having their young, fit neighbour stare at her body and undress her with his eyes.
She turned, her back now to the younger man, and put her dressing gown on a hook. As she did so, JJ could feel Richard’s eyes burrowing into her tight bottom.
“You don’t need to wear a swimming cap, as I have a filter and a man who looks after the pool.”
With her rear still facing their neighbour, Janet found herself taking off the headwear and shaking out her hair while thinking, “I’m not taking anything else off for Richard.”
As Janet slowly walked over to the water and the metal steps that hung from the pool’s side, she felt the younger man’s eyes tracking her, taking in her every move, consuming her body. Each step she took was deliberate and expectant, while she tried her best not to extend her natural body wiggle.
As she approached the ladder, JJ’s face was flushed, and she was hot and horny. Her pussy was still needy—and yet she knew this moment was a test—that John was watching.
With not a word spoken, JJ climbed down the ladder and dipped into the coolness of the swimming pool; it did little to cool her desire. The sexual tension between them was raw and charged. Janet felt any touch would have been enough to create a spark – that there was real chemistry between the two of them.
And yet JJ knew she needed to take charge and control the situation, especially as Richard was a player and…
