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 every one of Melisa’s gentle touches, even when they were standing in front of the student crew.
In the courtyard, the outside set was under the arch of the rear gate. Here, it was planned to take only a few photos of the two ladies dressed in the first uniforms. As she stood there, Janet checked the status of the healthy rose that carried her name. It had been planted in her honour, which impressed the Creative Director when JJ told her.
It also brought a sharp comment: “It’s doubtful the college will plant a flowerless, thorny weed in my honour. They see me as a pain in the arse, even when I’m quite right.”
This made JJ cover a knowing smile as she recalled her first impression of Ms Morgan, noting that her demeanour had softened since she became Melisa.
They moved inside, to the lounge's ornate fireplace, a coal fire already burning in the hearth. At this location, just like the next one, the grand staircase, the models would wear uniforms and, later, evening gowns. As they walked, Melisa explained to Janet that she would need to make three dress changes for each clothing category she modelled.
As the two ladies continued to chat, JJ was escorted back to the prep room, where a large notice stating "Private" now hung on the door. Passing it, they walked across the room and past the pale yellow hanging sheets into what used to be the study. On the way, Melisa explained that the last photoshoot location was a closed set, and only the camera crew, the models, herself, and special guests like her husband were allowed in.
When they opened the door, the study had been turned into a boudoir, as there was a four-poster bed, a full-length mirror, and a red leather chaise lounge. A back screen of light purple cotton sheets that covered the lower half of the large window gave the room a purple hue of intimacy.
Ms Morgan reassured JJ that the session wasn’t a porn shoot and that she would be only modelling lingerie.
It was a statement that made Janet giggle and playfully suggest with a wink that she didn’t mind posing erotically if that was what was needed.
Melisa tried to cover a smile at JJ’s enticing suggestion, though she could not stop herself from running her eyes over Janet’s womanly curves and thinking, “Mrs Jones really does have a body built for porn.”
However, the Creative Director knew that, being in charge and seeing the playful nature of the younger woman, she just couldn’t say that!
So, Melisa looked over the rims of her round glasses and, despite her obvious interest, reminded JJ that the college would ultimately use the photos, so they needed to remain tasteful.
Not long afterwards, Janet was left sitting there at the dressing table in the prep area. Inside, she was glowing and feeling a little naughty, especially as she was naked under the white cotton dressing gown.
Looking forward, Janet struggled to recognise her face, which was reflected in the mirror in front of her. Amanda, an eighteen-year-old curvy redhead who studied beauty at Melisa's college, had professionally applied her makeup. In doing so, it had made Janet look younger, certainly not mature, and her skin was now flawless. However, beneath the makeup, JJ’s natural beauty was shining through.
The previous nervousness about going in front of a camera was now gone, and an air of confidence radiated from her, catching the attention of the other girls in the room.
Of course, it was not only confidence that radiated from JJ. There was also the naughty, skittish feeling of a woman who had recently orgasmed from the touch of a new and, so far, secret lover. It made her feel playful, her pussy once again talking to her head. And yet, Mrs Jones' mind was still spinning, trying to take it all in and accept that another woman had made her cum.
She glanced in the mirror just in front of her. It told her all she needed to know. The reflection showed that she now sported a freshly won, playful glint in her eyes, and with it, a salacious story to share with her husband. And yet, there was an important question to be answered.
Did she want to see Melisa again or even start to have sex with women?
With rationality, JJ was unsure, and yet deep inside her, there was an impulse to say yes and experiment. All she knew for certain was that she let Melisa seduce her, and now she needed to talk to John, get his reassurance, and, most importantly, reclaim her.
With that enchanting thought, an unseen but delicious shiver went through her body. It seemed that her pussy was signalling to Janet that it wasn’t finished for the day, that she would need a quickie with her husband before their children returned home with their grandparents.
With a brief look to her right, sitting at the dressing table was the beautiful, eighteen-year-old Anna, with her long brunette hair, brown eyes, and a picture-perfect figure. Janet could see why she had been chosen as a model.
Anna had been out as a lesbian for a while, although she had blushed when she admitted that she got the modelling job because she knew Melisa and, with it, that JJ wasn’t the only woman in the room who had been seduced by the older, dominant lesbian.
She was a college student, but did not attend the same college as Ms Morgan lectured at. In their earlier conversation, Anna told JJ that she lived in a large city which was close to Hughes' house and that she was single, enjoying life now that she had made her decision on her sexuality.
Other than Amanda and Anna, the only other person in the room was Jenifer, or Jen, as she preferred to be called. She was a chatty, tall, mousy blonde overseeing hair and nails. With Amanda and Melisa’s help, she would also be helping dress the two models.
It was Jen who let slip that the third model would not be joining them until the evening gown set, as he had completed his uniform shoot last week.
Picking up on the word he, Janet and Anna both questioned, “A man?”
“Yes, the third model is a man, but I don’t know anything else, except that, like Anna, he attends a different college and is participating in this photoshoot because he needs the money.”
That was all Jen knew. With the two ladies prepared, it was time for the photoshoot to begin, and Ms Morgan was called into the prep room.
It was only five minutes later that JJ found herself being squeezed into a red tin soldier's dress uniform, with Anna wearing something similar. The beautiful costume was handmade: a red waistcoat, complete with gold braid; a black belt pulling tight around Janet’s midriff; a short, flared white skirt; thigh-high black boots; and a tall, red peaked hat.
JJ loved the uniform.
Both models felt and looked strange in their outfits and had to suppress giggles because it seemed as though Ms Morgan was bashing out orders while marching them to the courtyard for their first set of photos. She was saying things like, “Don’t forget to smile; look at the camera; stand tall; don’t slouch, but relax and enjoy the experience.”
With Ms Morgan at her terrifying best, John, Earnest and William all kept their distance but intently watched the first photoshoot. Although the whole outside event was over in ten minutes due to the cold and the occasional cloud.
However, for Janet, the fun was in the private prep area where they changed, the ironic thing being that there was no privacy. As they slipped out of and then struggled into each uniform, there seemed to be hands and boobs everywhere, both models often chuckling at the unusual experience and yet sneaking glances at the other’s naked body.
While trying to be discreet, Janet was checking out Anna’s neatly trimmed dark bush and her smaller, perky tits crowned by pink nipples, maybe B-cups, she thought. The naughtiness of what she was doing aroused JJ. However, her motherly instinct kicked in, reminding her that Anna was only eighteen.
And yet, when Anna looked at Janet’s nude body, she did little to cover herself up, especially when the teenager’s eyes seemed glued to her bald cunt. She even smiled, encouraging the young woman to take in the vision of her curves.
There was nothing subtle or gentle as Janet and Anna changed; each uniform had its peculiarities when modelling it. For JJ, her first costume was a tin soldier, and her second was a ringmaster. For that uniform, her long legs were dressed in sheer black tights, and she was not allowed to wear any other underwear.
However, it was the last uniform costume that Janet fell in love with, although she didn’t really see it as a uniform at all. It was a late-1950s short, red summer dress with black polka dots and a black belt. The dress, whose length finished halfway down her thigh, flared out and was accompanied by white cotton bikini knickers and a matching bra. JJ thought that wearing such a dress at the time must have been considered daring.
After completing the uniform photos, Janet, still wearing the 1950s red polka dot dress, went over to see her husband, who was with Earnest and William. They were now all discreetly sitting together at the far end of the lounge, hidden by most of the unused stacked furniture. This was the first time she’d been able to talk to any of them since she had been escorted away by Melisa.
On seeing Janet walking towards him, John stood and smiled. He wrapped his arms around his wife and hugged her, wanting to know if she was okay. During the photoshoot, it certainly looked like the earlier nervousness had melted away.
As they broke apart, John blurted out the first thing that came to his mind, well aware that he was also teasing JJ. “How is our mature model doing?”
Janet didn’t react. She was on a modelling high and reminded her husband, “John, you meant to say I’m young–“
“And innocent!”
The two words had just slipped out of John’s mouth, as he knew his wife was going to say, "Beautiful".
However, John’s two words brought a genuine chuckle from the two older men and a hard nudge from his wife.
“Feeling better now?” JJ giggled, with a crooked smile, as her husband rubbed his arm.
She looked at John, and then once she had his attention, she deliberately sat on William’s knee. Without a single word being spoken, her husband got the message; he knew that his wife had originally intended to sit on his lap and that he had been told.
Turning to William, she said, “When I accepted this job, I didn’t expect everyone else to be eighteen.”
“Didn’t I mention that, Mrs Jones?” His voice was metronomic, his hand now resting high on JJ’s bare thigh.
John’s eyes locked onto William's resting hand. Its lingering presence made him think of what happened only two weeks ago with Richard, their handsome neighbour, and JJ’s crush. Then, his wife had playfully flirted with him while he had secretly watched from their bedroom window.
Like then, today John felt that as long as his wife stuck to the rules, he could enjoy the experience, despite it feeling public and more explicit, even if they were mostly hidden at the far end of the currently unoccupied long lounge. The students had vacated it to gather in the sunroom while they took this scheduled short break.
With a little trepidation, John looked at William, who smiled back.
Mr Jones understood, without the use of words, that William was telling him that this moment was another little test, like when he had pretended to be hypnotised. The older man knew that John liked to watch, and since he had given his wife permission to become a grade-three domestic, she was currently on the clock.
But what surprised John was that JJ had not given William’s hand a second thought as she talked to Earnest, who had moved a lot closer to Janet.
John knew that the few times his wife had walked to Rose Cottage, she had dressed up for Earnest and William and teased them. JJ had told him that there had been a little social nudity too; nothing too explicit, and as per the grade three rules, any intimate touching had always been on the outside of Janet’s body.
Janet chirped, “You both have lovely suntans.”
Moving his mouth close to her ear, the older man whispered, “It's all over.” His words caused JJ to giggle and her husband to wonder what William had just uttered into his wife’s ear.
William then more generally stated, “Mr and Mrs Jones, you are both very welcome to join us in Aruba next Christmas. You don’t have to stay the whole month, maybe just a week. But unfortunately, the place where we will be staying is strictly for guests aged eighteen and over, so you cannot bring the children."
The Joneses thanked William, both knowing that Christmas was family time, John adding that he wouldn’t have the time to be off work.
“You will when you're working at Somertyn Gardens," the older man, uncharacteristically, chuckled.
His offer, although kind, had Janet thinking, 'There's no way I would be going to the Caribbean without the children at their ages. A long weekend is one thing; a week on the other side of the world is too long.”
So, she quickly changed the subject and casually commented, “I like this dress.”
Her remark caught everyone’s attention, especially as it was aided by the fact that she had lifted the dress's front and was now freely showing her white cotton knickers to all three men.
John also noticed that William’s hand had crept higher on his wife’s thigh.
Earnest declared, "I'm pleased you do. William and I arranged the nineteen-fifties uniform design challenge, mainly because Marion used to wear something similar.”
William clinically stated, "Mrs Jones, we have paid the students to make copies of each of the clothes you are wearing today, so you can wear them again once we have Somertyn Manor restored.”
“Thank you,” Janet beamed, still seemingly oblivious to the presence of the older man’s hand.
William then surprisingly added, “Earnest, we mustn’t forget the late nineteen-fifty-designed underwear we also commissioned.”
With those words, the older man used his free hand to lift the hem of JJ’s polka-dot dress to her waist. Janet was now showing all of her white cotton bikini panties, and her eyes darted to her husband to try to gauge his reaction. She knew that she was once again beginning to push his acceptance boundaries.
John was now firmly looking between JJ’s legs, taking in his wife’s cotton knickers and, most importantly, William's free hand, which was now touching the panties' material.
However, John knew that Earnest and William had done this before, as JJ had never held anything back from her husband when it came to sexual activities with other men. But this encounter felt different—very public, very raw—and maybe it was only happening because he was present.
Until now, the only time John’s wife had allowed Earnest and William to touch her explicitly in his presence was at her thirtieth birthday party, when he was pretending to be hypnotised.
After seeing what William was doing, Earnest's hand joined his older friend’s as he placed it on Janet’s other thigh. His fingers kept pace with William's as they slid onto JJ’s soft white panties, gently rubbing the cotton material.
Janet gasped, feeling the presence of the older man’s hands. "John, are you okay?” she panted, needing her husband’s reassurance if she was going to let them do what they had only done once before.
Her husband breathlessly nodded, not daring to look away from his wife in case he missed something.
Janet relaxed and pulled her dress a little higher so she could watch too. She then opened her legs just enough to give Earnest and William encouragement, their hands moving into her panties, pushing them down a little, exposing more of her body.
John glanced across the room; there wasn’t another soul in it. But to be certain, he pulled the nearest empty armchair closer to better screen his wife. Yet, in doing so, John knew his action was sending a signal to JJ and the two older men that he was okay and that he wanted them to continue.
Earnest and William’s hands slipped downwards into Janet’s knickers, now almost touching her sodden slit. She muffled a moan and pulled on her husband's jacket, bringing him closer so she could lean forward and lovingly kiss him. Janet was letting John know that she loved him and, importantly, saying thank you for supporting her on her journey of sexual discovery.
They both knew the situation was another test, one that JJ wanted to undertake and one that John wasn’t sure he wanted to pass, though his aroused cock throbbed at what he suspected was about to happen.
Janet sat back, now on the settee wedged between Earnest and William. Her husband was sitting in one armchair right in front of her, while the second armchair screened them from the rest of the room. JJ pulled the dress's hem right up once again, her belly button now showing, and then hooked each of her calves over Earnest and William’s knees.
Her legs were now spread wide.
John remembered how JJ had done the same thing for Richard, and yet this scene felt lewd and, with it, more titillating. John’s cock was hard and aroused, his mind agreeing with his loins that he wanted his wife to do this – spread her legs wider.
He glanced at the older men’s grinning faces, then back down to Janet’s beautiful, loving face. Her eyes slightly glazed as she took her pleasure, though her stare didn’t move from her husband. As Earnest and William dipped their hands a little lower, they glided over her shaved mound. Her pussy was wet and expectant, although they all knew it was important to stay within the agreed-upon rules.
John’s eyes stared at his wife and at the fingers slowly moving under the fabric. JJ spread her legs a little wider, a wet spot now noticeable on the white cotton material. Janet’s breathing suddenly laboured, Earnest and William’s digits gently taking JJ’s needy pussy on its now regular journey towards a new climax.
And yet, using their experience, they were only teasing her cunt, never dipping into her folds or testing the depth of her wetness, knowing if they did so, they would be stepping over the boundaries of grade three domestic rules.
As John glanced up at his wife, she blew him a kiss, which he automatically returned, understanding that this was part of their game and that he had agreed for Janet to become a grade three domestic.
With a warm smile, JJ asked, “John, before any of the students return, please pull down my cotton panties; I want you to see what these two lecherous gentlemen are doing to me.”
“Lecherous?” Earnest and William questioned in tandem while trying their best to sound innocent.
In response, JJ placed her hands on the crotch of their trousers. She was pleased to find substantial erections and gave them both a squeeze.
“Yes, lecherous,” she declared, feeling their hardness.
There was no argument from Earnest and William, just a small grunt in agreement.
The two men knew she couldn’t do more than that without moving up a grade, and that while Mrs Jones might be getting close, her husband wasn’t there yet.
John leaned forward, his eyes staring at his wife’s white cotton panties and the two older men’s hands moving under them. JJ unhooked her legs, temporarily closing them to aid her husband as he tugged on the waist of her knickers.
Removing her hands from the older men’s crotches and their trouser erections, Janet lifted herself to aid her husband, one hand reaching forward to give John’s arousal a gentle squeeze, while her lip gently brushed his in a loving peck.
Feeling both proud of JJ and sexually excited, John slowly eased his wife’s cotton bikini-style panties down, and inch by inch, Mrs Jones revealed the wonderment of her adult playground – her wet, engorged pussy.
Earnest and William’s hands were now stationary, but their fingers continued to carefully caress the bare pink skin of Janet’s hair-free mound.
Then, almost in slow motion, JJ sat back between the two older men, her deep blue eyes staring at her husband as she once again slowly pulled the hem of her dress up until her belly button was on show. And, with a lopsided grin, she gradually eased her legs apart, showing her wetness and desire.
The older men held JJ’s knees, helping her to spread her legs a little further.
Janet had never done anything as explicit as this with Earnest and William. But she felt this act was as much for her husband as it was for her or the older men. JJ wanted to give John an erotic show. This was something he would always remember, especially since they both knew she was an exhibitionist and was on Earnest and William’s payroll.
Mrs Jones felt the thrill of three men, each staring at her bald, dripping cunt. It was now more of an open hole than a neat slit, and each member of her audience was thinking that a further rub of her clitoris would make her cum all over the floor.
There was a silence, a moment when time stood still. John held his wife's damp knickers while Earnest and William held Janet’s knees, keeping her legs wide as they gazed unblinkingly at JJ’s erotic beauty.
Then the crashing words of an outsider echoed in their ears, causing them to move with each vibrating syllable. A mad scramble to try and get decent, added to the impossibility of looking innocent.
The third model had arrived and announced himself to Janet, John, Earnest and William.
In an act of gallantry, John stood to shield his wife’s half-naked body from the new arrival’s gaze and threw Janet’s white cotton panties in her direction. However, Ethan’s expression indicated that he had seen enough. His first words confirmed the fact…
“Is that you, Mrs Jones? Have you been hypnotised again?”
Still stunned, John didn’t answer the question. Instead, he instinctively stuck out his hand, and Ethan shook it.
Then William took over.
First, he thrust out his hand just like John had done and then stated with his normal, metronomic voice, “Our third model has just arrived.” It was as if nothing out of the normal had happened as they shook hands, although he did coolly add, “We must not forget the signed NDA.”
In his own distinct way, William was gently reminding the eighteen-year-old of the non-disclosure agreement that all employees, like Ethan, JJ, and even John, had to sign. The young man was currently at Horticulture College and was being paid by the two older men, as he was part of the Somertyn Gardens team.
After Earnest shook Ethan's hand, Janet was the only one left to appear. So, with her knickers back on and her pussy still needy, she stood. When she did, her face was crimson, and Janet couldn’t help blushing once again as soon as she looked at the tall, handsome, younger man. He was currently dressed in a tuxedo.
For JJ, the situation worsened when they shook hands, and a clearly nervous Ethan spluttered, “I thought it was you, Mrs Jones. Did William hypnotise you again?”
Leaping to JJ’s defence, Earnest lied and answered, “Yes, Ethan, but we need to keep that little secret to this small group."
“Quite,” William added, closing the conversation.
To be continued...
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.
