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 breadt...

“JJ, as you know, you're way around Somertyn Manor. Please be a dear and see what’s happened to Ethan. We are going to need him here in half an hour.” So, wearing her white dressing gown and matching slippers, Janet left her husband to watch Anna and went in search of Ethan. She suspected that she would find him getting changed in the bathroom at the top of the stairs. It was the only room that had been opened on the firs...

“This is a clothes photoshoot, Anna,” Ms Morgan barked. “Now that we are wearing evening gowns, we need to show the material of the dresses flowing over the natural contours of our bodies.” Then, pointing towards Janet, Melisa more softly added, “Just follow what Mrs Jones is doing, as she seems to have no qualms about walking around the manor knickerless. “JJ, be a dear; show Anna how to wear an evening gown.” Janet smil...

While still feeling a little flushed from her earlier orgasm, Janet was shown the four locations of the photoshoots by Ms Morgan, and with the invitation to do so, the two ladies were now using each other’s first names. As they walked and talked, the older lady’s hand often drifted downwards to Mrs Jones’s welcoming bottom, giving it a little squeeze or a knowing pat. The experience now felt normal to JJ, and she accepted...

Sitting at my writing desk, I stare into my computer screen, having just finished the twentieth edit of my latest hot, erotic story. It's my last check. Now it is just a final read-through and a click on the LushStories publish button. I smile to myself. It has been two and a half years since I began my quest for the omnium badge. It is the site's most desired honour, and this genre, Supernatural, is the only category tha...

John intensely watched Ms Morgan’s hand as it guided JJ toward the library. As they walked towards the door, her hand slipped downwards. And by the time they had reached the library's door, her hand was nestling firmly on Janet's jean-clad bottom. With his cock throbbing, a slightly bewildered Mr Jones turned towards Earnest and William. John’s mind was still mulling over what he had just witnessed. He may have hoped, but...

It was a crisp but clear January morning as the Joneses strolled hand-in-hand up the hill toward Somertyn Manor, having just dropped their children off at John’s parents’ house. They were on the way to Janet’s photoshoot, the one she had agreed to do, when William called her last November. Since then, Janet had excitedly signed a contract to be one of the models, having never done anything quite like this before, although...

It was early Saturday morning, and Steve lay there listening to the dawn chorus. The only thing louder was his heart beating in his chest and the gentle, reassuring breathing of his partner sleeping beside him. With his fortieth birthday fast approaching, he had decided that today was going to be the day. As he lay there, Steve took a moment to reminisce… He had married young to his childhood sweetheart, Helen. They had t...

From the bedroom window, John looked out into the night's darkness. He watched as his wife stepped inside their neighbour's well-lit pool house. As she did so, his stomach churned a little with uncertainty, and yet, his cock was erect, crying out for attention. He was feeling his normal mixture of anxiety and sexual pleasure. Nevertheless, John was grateful that he had an excellent view, especially of the swimming pool's...

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 unno...

November slipped into December, and the Christmas decorations went up in the Joneses' house. This meant a real tree standing in the corner of the lounge with all its baubles, its twinkling fairy lights that hung around it, and a star resting on its top. This year, somewhat unusually, all four of them excitedly put up the decorations together, with the married couple exchanging loving yet knowing glances. For the Joneses,...

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 a...

It was early Thursday morning, and John was sneaking around their bedroom trying not to wake his wife. He had a train to catch to London and a mid-morning appointment with his largest office furniture client. “John, it’s okay; you can turn the light on,” Janet mumbled. He flipped the switch downwards and squinted as he glanced towards his wife, although the room’s brightness did little to illuminate JJ. She was hiding und...

Mrs Jones nervously sat there on the local bus as it chugged its way through the English countryside. Her long blonde hair cascaded over the back of her black winter coat, which was snugly wrapped around her. She wore makeup; this was not something she would normally do on a Thursday morning, a school day. For anyone looking at Janet, they may have assumed that it was just like any other normal day. However, today was goi...

With her husband up early, Janet didn’t have the time she needed to discuss Hugh. His only comment was, "Nothing has changed, and if we need to, we will talk again this evening.” Janet knew that would have to suffice, as after yesterday’s dreamy day, there was housework to do, as well as having to pick their son up from football training. And in the afternoon, John was working, learning to drive a tractor at Somertyn Gard...