As he looked out of his Manchester hotel’s fifth-floor window, Mr Jones felt restless. In the distance, he could see the snow-capped hills of the South Pennine moors. It reminded him of Somertyn Gardens and the freedom of his part-time job working there, one that he hoped would eventually become his permanent employment, but until then, he was stuck in this new company’s senior sales role, travelling the length and breadth of the UK every other week.
He hated it!
But it paid the household bills.
John would sooner spend time with his wife, Janet, and their two children. There was Jason, who would turn twelve next week, and five-and-a-half-year-old Jenna, who seemed to look more like her mother every day.
Closing the curtains, John turned away from the window and took in the room. There on the desk was today’s visit report, which he had just faxed to the company directors. Tomorrow, he knew that he would be doing the same: another visit, another visit report, another fax message to send.
John cast a pensive glance at the hotel room telephone, well aware that he had already spoken to Janet and his children less than an hour ago. The fact that the receiver was there in his room made his family feel close; the last words spoken on it had been a mutually whispered “I love you” that he had shared with his wife.
Last month, there had been two short overnight sales trips that hadn’t affected family life too much, but this one was his first whole week, and it felt different – maybe too long.
It was a thought that made him think of Somertyn Manor and its two owners, Earnest and William, who were both in their sixties. The two extremely wealthy men employed John and his wife part-time, albeit in vastly different roles.
John worked out in the fields in what was being shaped to become Somertyn Gardens. It was going to be a large market garden where, for a small fee, people could visit and wander around, enjoying the scenery. Hopefully, they would also purchase plants and shrubs from the huge greenhouses and shop that went with the new adventure, or, as Earnest and William called it, their vanity project.
Built in eighteen fifty-five, Somertyn Manor was currently undergoing repairs to the roof, some structural work, and new electrical wiring throughout the building. The renovation was scheduled to finish by the end of April. That was in just under three months.
Then, Janet, or JJ, as her close friends called her, would return to work part-time there, two days a week. She would once again resume her role as a Grade Three Domestic, a position that went way beyond looking after Earnest and William. She entertained them, too, by dressing up in uniforms and flashing her desirable female flesh.
“But it was more than just that,” John thought.
His wife had come alive since she first worked at Somertyn Manor. Her demeanour had become more vibrant, and the way she dressed, more alluring.
When socialising, Janet seemed to carry a mischievous magnetism, as she became JJ, a woman who turned every man’s head and a few of the heads of the fairer sex, too. Her long blonde hair and deep blue eyes emphasised her natural beauty, but when needed, she could still fit in with the other mums as they waited at the school gate.
Still pondering, John pushed the company-visit report to one side and picked up two things that his wife had snuck into his travel bag and were, therefore, more intriguing to him. The first item was a wallet of twenty-four photographs, mainly of JJ, but there were also a few pictures of their family. The other item was something he now wished he had read earlier, a book he had bought for Janet from a Soho sex shop called “The Secrets of a Hotwife.”
Not wanting to go down to the hotel’s bar and mingle, John sat in bed wearing only his boxers and reached for the well-thumbed hotwife book, knowing that his wife had read it several times.
The book opened on a page which displayed the heading, “Bisexual.” It made John quietly chuckle as he remembered a private moment he had with JJ while lying in bed together. She had just started using the smallest of the butt plugs and was pressing John to agree to anal sex.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Janet…” he truthfully replied and then, not thinking, stated, “I’m not bisexual… I’d rather fuck a tractor than another man!“
It was a comment that had Janet laughing, and among the giggles, her reply was quick and sharp.
“I always said you were a kinky fucker… just make sure you wear a condom, because I don’t want to catch tractoritus…”
Janet had made that up, but it suited her husband, as he was always talking about his tractor. Then, once she had recovered her composure, she carefully added, “John, haven’t you noticed that I am a woman?” With a lopsided grin, she thrust her two voluptuous breasts into her husband’s face and excitedly stated, “When you read the hotwifing book you bought for me, you will discover that I’m not the only girl who enjoys the idea of anal sex.”
Sitting there in his hotel bed, John still had his reservations. But JJ had been insistent, and he had relented, agreeing that they would start to sexually experiment with anal sex on his return from this business trip.
John put the book to one side, removed his boxer shorts and lay there naked. He thought back to three weeks ago, when he and JJ had run down the hill towards their home. They ran away from Earnest and William, away from Somertyn Manor, and importantly, they ran away from a day of pushing their sexual rule boundaries.
As he lay there, John didn’t fully understand why he was getting so much pleasure watching his wife flirt and expose her body to other men. These days, Janet was so much more than the eighteen-year-old woman whom he had married in nineteen seventy-three.
Three weeks ago, they were running towards their bedroom to have sex, only for their plans to be thwarted by the earlier-than-expected arrival of John’s exhausted parents and their still excited children.
John couldn’t help grinning to himself as he thought back to his parents’ leaving almost straight away and their children’s energy levels dropping to the point where they didn’t complain too much when they went to bed.
That night, Mr and Mrs Jones retired to their bedroom slightly earlier than normal. There, behind the privacy of a locked bedroom door, John had fulfilled his promise to deliver two much-needed orgasms. In turn, Janet had told John two naughty stories, one involving Melisa, her new lesbian best friend, and the other, Ethan, an eighteen-year-old with little experience with women.
This was all part of their secret life, which revolved around their hotwife game.
But John had also wondered, was it a good time to take a sabbatical?
It felt like there was too much going on, with his new job and all the travelling, coupled with Janet’s unexpected desire to explore reversing her sterilisation and having another child.
That night, they cuddled and, importantly, talked, knowing that they had reached a crucial point in both their private hotwife game and Janet’s position working as a domestic at Somertyn Manor.
With the Joneses’ hotwife game, they set their own rules. John liked that. He had control and could modify them to suit his current needs. While JJ was enjoying the sexual freedom, she felt she was now experiencing something which she had missed in her youth, and most importantly, it was a game they could play together.
It had not taken Mr and Mrs Jones long to decide to carry on with their hotwife game.
However, working at Somertyn Manor as a domestic felt different. There, her employers, the manor’s owners, Earnest and William, set the rules for JJ’s employment role. They enforced a domestic grade system, Janet currently being a Grade Three.
So three weeks ago, despite it being double the pay, all ‘Cash in Hand,’ John said NO when JJ asked about moving up to a Grade Four Domestic position. John realised that once agreed, there was no going back to your previous grade, as the domestic grade system was rigid and left no room for modifications to the rules.
He also thought that it was too soon to be talking about his wife moving up a grade, especially as she had only just become a Grade Three Domestic!
This was the first of only three points he had been insistent on. Simply, John was not ready, and neither was JJ. Even though he liked both Earnest and William, he didn’t fully trust them when it came to his wife. The two older men had their agenda, and they were playing… their own game.
He had also told Janet that she needed to learn some sexual control. With that second point in mind, he had mentioned she could do anything sexually she wanted with their next-door neighbour, Richard, except fuck him—simply, his cock was not allowed in her vagina.
And if she played with him, it was under the strict condition that she was cheating on her husband, something Janet had promised she could never do. But John wasn’t so sure, knowing that the desire in JJ’s pussy sometimes overruled her head.
If she did not follow those two conditions, Mrs Jones knew that their hotwife game would come to an abrupt halt, that there would be no going back to playing it.
As John lay there on his hotel bed, his cock was getting painfully hard as he thought about his wife and Richard. It was an exciting, naughty thought. He wasn’t worried about their neighbour, as he was not the sort of guy who looked for a long-term relationship. Richard was more of a player, maybe slightly lonely, as he didn’t seem to have much of a life outside swimming.
John hadn’t jerked off for years, his wife being so sexually demanding, but after three days on the road, he found himself needing his release. He grasped his large, uncircumcised cock and began to slowly stroke it while remembering the night when he watched JJ and Richard alone together in their neighbour’s swimming pool.
He had enjoyed playing the role of the voyeur, seeing JJ flirt with their neighbour and the sexual desire they had for each other.
Could his wife learn to resist the sexual chemistry, the temptation of Richard, who lived just the other side of the back garden fence?
That was something that remained to be seen.
John groaned, his hand still stroking, but there was another question in the back of his mind.
Would he really end their hotwife game if his wife went all the way with Richard?
It was a question that he often found himself asking, one whose answer seemed to be shifting. All he knew was that he didn’t want their married life to return to what it was before meeting Earnest and William.
The thought of their names had John thinking of Somertyn Manor and his wife’s request to move up a grade, from a Grade Three domestic to a Grade Four. He knew that the money would be handy, double what she earned currently, but he just wasn’t ready to accept JJ sucking the two wealthy, older men’s cocks. That would take time, as it felt seedy, although Janet appeared to take the idea in her stride.
As John gently wanked, he continued to let his mind wander.
With the Grade Four Domestic position on a firm hold, his thoughts turned to Hugh, JJ’s boyfriend, and the third point he had been insistent on. It led to a new rule concerning their hotwife game – Janet could not see her boyfriend or any other man until twenty-four hours before John returned home.
Reclaiming Janet after seeing Hugh was important to John; he needed that intimacy – to know that JJ still desired him. When he put that point across to Janet, it had surprised him that she hadn’t even tried to discuss it. Instead, she immediately agreed, stating… “One of the best aspects about being a hotwife is being reclaimed by your husband.”
Lying there, John could not help but smile to himself as he remembered those words.
However, afterwards, he had conceded one point to JJ.
It was something his wife had mentioned many times before, but this time, they really talked about it, and John found himself reluctantly agreeing. Especially as he now understood that in their hotwife game, a compromise was sometimes necessary.
That night, Janet had explained to her husband that she had been dating Hugh for three months but felt she was not getting the full experience, as their dates were often cut short by the school day. She went on and expressed her desire to be more public with Hugh—not around their friends or family, but by going out on real dates, even taking an occasional weekend trip away. She wanted the experience of waking up in bed with her boyfriend beside her, just as if she were a single woman.
Slightly annoyed, John reminded Janet that she was married!
However, it was the next part of what Janet said that had him relenting.
She had replied that she was aware of that and that she wasn’t trying to replace John; she simply wanted to experience the sexual pleasures that many young women encounter while growing up. Janet went on to explain that she also wanted to do things beyond anal sex, including experiences like a threesome with another guy, swapping with another couple, and being watched while fucking a stranger, an unknown man.
John knew that Janet would never let him be with another woman, but he didn’t want that either. It was simply not in his psyche. The only woman he had ever wanted to be with was his wife, his JJ. She was talking about exploring these sexual fantasies with Hugh, although seeing his wife being intimate with another man was starting to appeal to John…
He also thought Janet was right about Hugh. John suspected that he would be very relaxed, having already experienced many of these pleasures. After all, he had been caught cheating once too often, which ultimately led to his divorce, and as JJ had mentioned, they needed to be aware that Hugh was seeking to get back together with his wife, Cindy, and it was possible that the reconciliation could happen quite quickly.
John knew he was on a slower and different sexual journey than Janet. He lacked the desire to be with other women. His pleasure stemmed from watching his wife grow and embrace the fact that she was now a hotwife.
With his cock now freely leaking precum, John removed his hand from it and then remembered the words Janet used to seal the deal with him… “If you want your wife to perform these lewd acts, I will need more time with Hugh, and that includes overnight stays.”
Without any more thinking, John agreed.
After his agreement, JJ straddled her husband’s erect cock before sinking on it, their sexual organs once again engorged with lust, and they fucked for the third time that night.
However, later, as clarity re-entered John’s head, he added a proviso, though on the night he had called it a compromise. It was a remark that brought a lopsided grin from JJ, as her husband insisted that he carried a full veto and any planned sleepover had to fit in with family life.
Coming back to the present, and still not daring to touch his cock, John picked up the twenty-four-picture photo album and thumbed through it, only stopping when he got to the four Polaroid photos that showed JJ with Hugh. They had been taken to keep John involved, although none showed her boyfriend’s face, just his body and long, unsheathed cock.
Once again, John started to slowly masturbate, his eyes wandering across the first photo, stopping at the thin gold anklet around Janet’s right ankle. It was the key to their hotwife game, with JJ having to wear it when she was playing; though, since the photoshoot, she had never taken it off.
Taking in the entire first photo, his cock hardened as he stared at his wife. There was a naughty twinkle in her eyes as she looked directly at the camera, a tantalising hint of a grin as her tongue teased the tip of Hugh’s cock. John realised at that moment that JJ knew she was not just teasing her boyfriend but her husband, too.
The next picture showed JJ deep-throating Hugh, a skill she had learned over the past few months. John recalled how his wife had surprised him just before her first date with Hugh. It was a sexual act that she had continued to practise, both on John and using the life-size dildo of his cock.
Then there were two photos of her boyfriend fucking her. The first picture had Hugh’s long, bare cock at JJ’s pussy’s entrance, pushing into her bald cunt. The next showed Hugh’s cock buried deep inside his wife, ejaculating his fertile semen and trying his best to inseminate her.
A shiver of expectation and need went straight to John’s cock; his mind wondered if Janet would still be seeing Hugh if she went ahead with reversing her sterilisation. She had never been on the pill; they always relied on monitoring Janet’s menstrual cycle or using condoms, though neither of the Joneses liked to use them, sometimes choosing to take risks, knowing that at the time they could not afford a second child.
John’s thoughts quickly turned to Janet’s appointment to see her gynaecologist. It was scheduled for the end of the month, a routine check-up after having clips fitted to her fallopian tubes five years ago. However, his wife wanted to have another child; they had been discussing it, and Janet was going to ask about the possibility of having both clips removed to become fertile again.
With Janet’s biological clock ticking, John had, so far, supported his wife’s desire for another baby. He thought back to when their children were conceived: Jason—unexpectedly—when Janet was just eighteen, while Jenna had taken longer, though it had been helped by the fact that JJ had started working at Somertyn Manor.
John hadn’t said this to his wife, but he wasn’t sure that he wanted to extend his family, as they were just getting their adult lives back. But, for now, he was happy to just nod in agreement with JJ.
But that was a decision for the future, just like whether he was going to allow JJ to have Ethan as a second boyfriend. They had a date set for next month. It was just a first meeting to discuss a possible arrangement, and, perhaps surprisingly, John had found himself agreeing to accompany his wife on the date.
However, there was one revelation that John simply loved from three weeks ago, and that was JJ’s story of Melisa going down on her, which brought the future possibility of watching his wife with another woman.
John groaned at the thought, and he started to edge himself, while his mind rode the memory.
Until three weeks ago, he didn’t think it was possible. His wife’s new best friend, Melisa, was a lesbian who had moved to Somertyn last summer. She worked as the creative director at the local art college, a place where the primary sponsors were Earnest and William.
As he started to masturbate once again, John thought of the hot story JJ had told him.
In the privacy of a locked manor room, Melisa had unexpectedly performed oral sex on JJ, licking her bare pussy to an earth-shattering orgasm. Later, Janet admitted that the experience had been one of the best sexual encounters of her life, Melisa’s middle finger penetrating her anus, which had made her actually squirt… this was something she had occasionally started to do during intense sex.
The story came with the realisation that his wife was now in favour of exploring the bisexual side of her sexuality—John’s ultimate sexual fantasy. Although, and disappointingly, it seemed it would not be with Melisa, as she had no interest in performing sex acts in front of a man.
For now, Janet and Melisa had agreed to just be best friends, with two golden rules: no swearing and nothing sexual to be mentioned around the children.
Although Melisa had suggested, “If we fully implement that rule, it will probably lead to long periods of silence.”
It was a comment that had both ladies laughing.
With his hand still pumping and his mind full of a vision of his wife going down on another woman, John groaned, and he ejaculated several thick ropes of semen over his toned stomach…
There was never going to be a sabbatical; they were both enjoying the hotwife game too much, and JJ loved working at Somertyn Manor, despite her husband’s reservations…
*****
Extra Author’s Note: With the original hotwifing rules now six months old (see Cash in Hand 8), here is the latest version. These are the rules JJ plays under. The last three were added only three weeks ago…
1) John has to grant his wife permission to see another man – this rule remains unchanged.
2) Janet needs to tell her husband everything that happened – this rule remains unchanged.
3) No man is to be married or attached – this rule remains unchanged.
4) Do not see the same guy more than three times, with two exceptions – this rule has been removed. Both John and Janet thought it was not needed, as JJ preferred having ‘approved’ boyfriends.
5) When playing the hotwife game, Janet would go by the name JJ – this rule remains unchanged.
6) JJ must be wearing a suitable anklet on her right ankle. This rule has become official.
7) Their hunky next-door neighbour, Richard, has his own special rules, added by John, during the Christmas period of 1985. JJ is allowed to do anything she wants with him, apart from fucking him using her vagina. This rule has been introduced by John to teach JJ some control.
8) As long as it does not affect family life, JJ is allowed to see and explore her sexuality with other women. There are no rules for girl-girl sex. With prior knowledge and suitable arrangements, overnights are allowed. This is a new rule.
9) Janet will take a break from the hotwife game when her husband is travelling for work. JJ will not have sex with her boyfriend or anyone else until twenty-four hours before John is due home. This is a new rule.
There were also three new provisional agreements.
1) With Jon’s approval, JJ will be allowed to spend two nights away with Hugh at a convenient time in the future.
2) John and Janet will further explore the possibility of Ethan becoming JJ’s second boyfriend.
3) Where possible, John will choose all of JJ’s outfits.
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.
