Janet could not stop laughing and quickly excused herself; she was struggling to stop herself from wetting the new knickers she had just put on. When she returned, the three men were happily chatting.

Having rushed out so quickly, it was the first time that John had the chance to take in his wife and what she was wearing.

He added his grin to the other two men’s and stated, “JJ, you look gorgeous.”

Though taken aback, it was a comment that had Janet grinning, too.

It was only as Janet sat next to her husband that William reminded her that John had yet to be served his tea and that he and Earnest would like a refill.

Cautiously, Janet stood, knowing that all three men, including her husband, were watching her. She stood upright and then, with a little trepidation, poured the three teas. She didn’t want her husband to think that she had been flashing her knickers at the older men.

Then, she cut John’s cake and tried to serve that professionally, too, although his loving smile had her leaning forward a little more than she intended, plunging her swollen boobs almost into her husband’s face.

John could sense his wife’s uncertainty, and he pulled her close. His hand gently caressed the back of her neck as she lovingly bent forward and kissed her husband.

He teased, “I believe that is your more natural position to serve cake.”

Caught in the moment, Janet blushed as she grasped that she was now in the same bending position as when she originally served tea to the older men. She realised that her rear was now pointing towards Earnest and William, and her black lace French knickers were once again partially on display.

She glanced down at the front of John’s trousers, and there was no doubt that his cock was hard and wanting. So subtly, she rested her hand on it as she sat back down. It was action that confirmed what Janet had already been told – John wanted her to show off her pregnant body to Earnest and William.

The married couple held hands, and for the first time since her husband had joined her party, she relaxed, which became especially true when he told her to enjoy it. John also mentioned that he, too, didn’t know what Earnest and William were going to say, apart from that they wanted to open up about their pasts.

The two older men went on to tell John and Janet how William had owned and managed an upmarket men’s retail outfit, and Earnest had run a hotel that he had inherited from his father. They had first met in London during an amateur dramatics evening and had later appeared on stage in London’s West End.

However, their relationship was not forged through acting; it was due to Earnest's late wife, Marion.

At this point, Earnest brought out a large photo of his wife, and it shocked the young couple, as Marion looked so much like Janet. They could have been sisters, with blue eyes, long blonde hair and an above-average chest size.

Earnest continued, “She was an exotic dancer and loved showing off her body, something which I only encouraged. I was proud to call her my wife. But that was where William came in. He and my wife had an affair; it was open and something I first accepted and then agreed with. She became our plaything. She simply enjoyed the sexual thrill of all we could offer, and this was especially true when it came to wearing uniforms and exhibitionism – I hope this doesn’t shock both of you.”

“It doesn’t… But why are you telling us this, Earnest?”

“We get to that, Mr Jones,” William injected, “but please first let us humour both of you for a little longer.”

Earnest continued, and he explained how the three of them were having a fun time, already wealthy, but then came his wife’s sudden death, which shocked both of them to the very core. However, they remained best friends, and then fate intervened, as in the very same year, 1957, William’s great aunt Petunia passed away. She left us this property on the condition that we don’t sell it.

“Well, you know that bit… and that is where William comes in.”

“I guess that's right, Mr and Mrs Jones…”

William explained that they sold up everything in London and, as already very wealthy men, moved into Somertyn Manor, where, as we have mentioned in the past, they reduced the size of the estate to keep it manageable. This decision made them wealthier than they had ever imagined. However, they missed Marion and the fun the three of them had in London.

“I am not going to deny there might have been the occasional lady who graced our presence. However, none could match Marion. This put it this way: she was our Grade Five Domestic.”

Janet, sensing the direction of the conversation, shifted in her chair when William made that remark. Noticing, John squeezed her hand. He was intrigued but wanted to reassure his wife that he was there for her.

"So, in harmony, Earnest and I lived here, working on the property and tending the gardens, while many of the villagers thought we were a couple of homosexuals."

Janet couldn’t help looking at her husband and smiling, knowing that he had been one of them.

“Both of us watched the village at the bottom of the valley grow into a small town, but we got bored. We saw our life slipping away as we got older… We needed a little fun in our lives. That’s when we had a little wager… and I put the advert for a domestic in the newsagent’s window.”

“It was for a bet!” Janet exclaimed, her husband now laughing into his teacup.

“We should have told you, Janet, although it was only for a pound,” Earnest stated, not really helping.

“Mrs Jones, this was our game. Earnest wanted to tell you all, but I wanted to wait until now, as we have a proposal… But first, just let me finish,” William said, his voice unflustered and sounding like a metronome.

“And did you both have a bet when Mrs Hall was working for you as your domestic?” Janet asked, slightly annoyed.

Even though he was wearing the Mad Hatter costume, William uncharacteristically smiled, and Earnest joined him, although he had never stopped grinning, being dressed as the Cheshire Cat.

“Ah, that is another oversight on my part, Mrs Jones,” William once again stated, his smile beginning to turn up into a grin. "Although, to be fair, Earnest wanted to tell you, but I thought it would be more amusing to hold back this little bit of information.”

Janet stared at William, not believing what she was hearing.

"Mrs Jones, you are the only 'domestic' that we have employed. Mrs Hall was retained as a cleaning lady, and as of next week, so will Mrs Patterson – they certainly don’t know anything about wearing any uniforms!”

“JJ, let’s give William a chance to explain, as it sounds like you have been fulfilling a very special position – it is amusing!”

Janet stared at her husband, who joined the two older men by grinning back at her. It was an action that had her suddenly seeing the funny side.

It was so surreal.

Here she was on her last day of employment, twenty-six weeks pregnant, dressed as a sexy Alice in Wonderland. Sitting next to her was her husband, dressed as the White Rabbit. Opposite were her two employers, currently dressed as the Mad Hatter and the Cheshire Cat, and the four of them were having an Undomestic party, with two cuddly toys to make up the place settings.

It made Janet think that it was a pity that she would never be able to tell her children about this party, although perhaps they would not believe her.

“Mrs Jones, as your husband has quite rightly stated. When I placed that advert for a ‘Domestic’ in the newsagent's shop window, it was to fulfil a special position.

“It was written for someone who didn’t mind wearing a uniform, someone who likes to show off their lascivious body and exhibit it in a special and racy way.

“And yes, we got lucky – extremely lucky, Mrs Jones – with the bonus in your similar looks to Marion. And I like to suggest similar ways.”

Janet fidgeted in her chair. She knew the Mad Hatter was right, as her mind briefly flashed back to her college days and the lewd acts she performed for her then-boyfriend Freddie and his best friend Hugh. Although Janet had never done anything remotely like that here at Somertyn Manor.

But the thought made her suddenly worried. She turned to her husband and blurted, “I have not done anything here like I did with Freddie and Hugh.”

Then, Janet had a sudden realisation and blushed, her hand clamping over her mouth as she grasped her mistake, that she had given the game away about her college experiences. All she could do was put it down to her pregnancy brain fog.

“I know, JJ,” John replied, gently squeezing her hand and knowing that Earnest and William had heard his wife’s somewhat embarrassing disclosure. However, inside, he was quietly chuckling to himself.

“Well, no need to be embarrassed, Janet," Earnest piped in. "We sort of worked out that you are like my late wife, an exhibitionist, or at least a wannabe one.”

“Quite!” William exclaimed and then went on to lay out their proposal, John and Janet now intensely listening.

He explained, in his most monotonous voice, “When you are ready, Mrs Jones, you are most welcome to return to your domestic position. However, only at the agreed Grade Three Domestic level.”

Earnest happily chirped in, “A promotion, Janet,” and then received a look from William.

It was obvious that he didn’t like being interrupted.

“As you are aware, Mrs Jones, this new domestic position would require you to wear more revealing Grade Three uniforms. “You have seen them.” William paused and smiled. “And you have inspected them while they have been hanging from their clothes rail.”

William paused again, first looking at John and Janet, and then at Earnest in case he wanted to say something… Although it appeared that he didn’t, as he just grinned back at the Mad Hatter.

Continuing, William stated, “However, Mrs Jones, as this is a higher and therefore a more important domestic position. You need to be aware that there will also be some occasional full nudity.

“A few requests for body poses; these will be erotic, tantalising, and sometimes enticing, but only when you are dressed in uniform.

“And finally, and perhaps this would be your biggest concern. There would be some light body touching from both Earnest and me.”

Janet’s pussy was wet, almost dripping, on hearing William’s future job offer. However, she knew she never could take him up on it!

She was a mother, a churchgoer, and had a respectable position in the community, and above all, she thought that there was no way that her husband would ever approve.

However, what she was currently wearing had been temporarily forgotten. Her nipples were hard, pressing against her dress's thin, light blue material – all but showing.

Janet turned towards John and was taken aback to see that he had a somewhat glazed look on his face. Only when she glanced down at the tent in the front of his trousers did she confirm that he had been taking it all in.

“We are preparing a brief presentation for Janet in the courtyard garden. So, is there anything else you want to ask us?” Earnest asked, not expecting a reply.

“Not really,” Janet responded, wanting to get home and fuck her husband before they had to collect their son, Jason.

However, it seemed John wasn’t so keen to leave. It was as if the proposal was still whirling in his mind, or maybe in his loins.

“What exactly do you mean by light touching?”

“John. I am not planning to take this further. I am a mother… We have had our fun!”

Janet emphasised the last four words, though in doing so, she didn’t realise that she had just told everyone that she enjoyed being a mild exhibitionist—flaunting her body—and that John liked it when she did.

“JJ, I know… It’s just that one day we may need the money. It is just easier to ask now than bring it up later.”

Janet knew her husband was right, but she also thought that was not the point. However, she agreed with John, and then, still feeling aroused, asked the question herself.

“William, what do you mean when you say light touching? It sort of feels as though a Grade Three Domestic is like crossing a line.”

“I couldn’t put it better myself, Mrs Jones… but perhaps if your husband demonstrates.”

Janet’s eyes went wide at that suggestion, but before she could complain, John pulled her onto his lap, bump and all.

Sitting like this, her legs now straddling his, Janet felt vulnerable, exposed… Yet she was safe in the comfort of her husband’s arms and was extremely turned on, especially as she could feel John’s rigid cock pushing into her bottom.

John whispered, making sure that Earnest and William couldn’t hear. “JJ, relax and pretend you are sitting in the back of that Ford Cortina…”

With a silent sigh, Janet melted in her husband’s arms and waited for him to touch her, while her darkest desires wished that she be presented to Earnest and William. Her only regret at the moment was that, unlike in the Cortina, she couldn't see the men's cocks.

However, that thought evaporated as soon as John touched her.

It was nothing more than a gentle touch on her bare thigh, just above the white stockings, but it sent a pulse of electricity through her.

Janet felt alive – she knew that she was going to miss this!

“Do Grade Three Domestics get touched here?” John asked enthusiastically. His hand was gently stroking JJ’s lower thigh.

“Yes,” William replied, his voice flat, although his eyes were intently watching John’s fingers.

“And here?” John’s fingers were moving slowly upwards, now mid-thigh. Any higher and they would be under Janet’s dress.

Janet trembled, partly from desire and partly from a creeping feeling that she was a mother, a respectable churchgoing lady – that the truth could never come out.

William dryly muttered, “Sometimes even higher, Mr Jones.”

Slowly, John ran his hand upwards, his digits gently creeping, caressing his wife’s soft skin.

Janet squirmed. Her bottom was still resting on her husband’s engorged cock as she resisted the urge to open her legs and invite his fingers in and, at the same time, invite Earnest and William’s eyes into her most secret and treasured place.

However, disappointingly, her husband didn’t do what Janet expected. His fingers didn’t go under her dress to touch her pussy. Instead, they travelled higher, his second hand joining the first as he cupped his wife’s swollen breasts, covering them, her hard, sensitive nipples pressing against his palms.

Janet muffled a groan, one that was cast equally with desire and frustration.

“If my wife becomes a Grade Three Domestic, will you touch her like this?”

“Most definitely,” Earnest and William repeated one after the other.

“Although, Mr Jones, normally we would touch without the covering. We would touch her everywhere, but no kissing, no body penetration, and the touching wouldn’t happen very often.”

“You need to be a Grade Four Domestic for that.” Earnest injected, his eyes parked right next to Williams’ as they watched John’s wandering fingers.

John smiled, “I see!” Then, with those two words, he started to undo the string matrix between Janet’s breasts. This was the way in which the Alice in Wonderland dress was fastened.

Janet saw what her husband was doing, and her hand came down on his.

“Are you sure?” she whispered, although all in the room could hear. This was especially true as somehow, Earnest and William had crept closer, each of them now leaning forward in their chairs.

“Never more so, JJ… Just think, this might be the only time we get the chance to do something like this together.”

Janet hesitated, glanced across the table; two wide-eyed, yet silently pleading faces greeted her. She remembered back to the Ford Cortina, Freddie, and his best friend Hugh – she was briefly there – but this was far better; this was an experience she was sharing with the man that she loved.

With a smile, and her French knickers getting wetter by the second, Janet removed her hand and relaxed, knowing that this was what all four adults in the room wanted.

John’s fingers started to fiddle once again with the dress's string lattice.

There was an anticipatory silence as the dress's short sleeves fell away, Janet’s arms now free of them… She closed her eyes, feeling every little detail, the men’s gaze heating her already hot body. Then, she felt the material peeling away from her skin, the curtain of any mystery falling, then puddling below her swollen belly.

Janet was topless!

There was a sudden coolness on her nipples – and a faint gasp from the other side of the room, and then she felt her husband’s hands cupping her bare tits once again.

It was only then that Janet opened her eyes and took in Earnest and William’s expressions. They had their mouths open and were gawking as they watched her husband’s hands temporarily cover Janet’s chest. They had had their brief glimpse, and now they waited, wanting more – the big reveal – to see Janet’s breasts in all their glory.

But her husband did not just drop his hands. Instead, he started playing to the audience – to his wife’s lecherous voyeurs!

Without exposing her boobs any more, he started gently running his palms around in circles, brushing his wife’s areolas and her nipples, knowing the effect it was having on her.

“John…” Janet mumbled, and she repeated it once again… “John—“

“Relax, JJ.”

Janet tried to; she held her tummy and pushed herself more onto her husband’s lap and then unintentionally found her pussy directly on top of John’s tented cock.

She gasped, her legs coming up and resting on the chair – her dress now around her waist – she was showing all through her black lace French knickers, Earnest and William’s eyes briefly dropping to look between her legs.

Realising, Janet slammed her legs together and then gasped as her weight unconsciously pressed down onto her husband’s erect cock in his trousers. John was having no mercy on her – she felt her pussy’s heat rising – she was going to cum.

Wicked thoughts flashed through her mind – were Earnest and William going to try and touch her large breasts? Would she stop them? Would John stop them? Did she want them too? She was only a Grade Two domestic…

Then she felt a series of small tingles in her pussy, which flared up and blazed.

Janet moaned – there was no hiding what was happening. It was what she needed – to know that what was occurring was real and not all in her mind.

Her husband was enjoying exposing her body to the two older men, her now former employers, Earnest and William… Then his hands fell away, and her large, pregnant breasts began to entertain their audience, swinging into view and bouncing as Janet’s body pulsed… With no control, her legs sprang open – once again – and her audience’s eyes diverted between them.

She came, biting her hand, silencing her moans – but also, soaking her knickers and the rear of her dress. It was a moment of complete exposure, a moment that she had experienced before, with Freddie and Hugh.

As Janet came down from her release, John cuddled her.

“I love you, JJ,” he softly stated, making sure that they all could hear his loving words.

A silence took hold around the table as Janet's breathing came back to normal, although she kept her head down, now being too embarrassed to look at the others in the room… Yet, at the same time, she never felt quite so alive.

Janet didn’t want to show it, not even to John. But in that brief moment, she knew that if she had not been pregnant and had been asked, she would not have hesitated in becoming a Grade Three Domestic.

The three men sat there, John lovingly cuddling Janet as she continued to recover. They were letting her have a private reflective moment.

Once again, an embarrassing silence began to seep into the room.

It was halted by Earnest… “Does anyone want another piece of cake?”

His words released any awkwardness, any tension, as all four adults seemed to suddenly realise the absurdity of the situation. The only ones not joining in on the communal laugh were the March Hare and the Dormouse, two oversized cuddly toys.

With the room returning to normal, a still topless Janet stood up and let the damp dress fall to the floor. That left her wearing just her wet black lace knickers, which did little to cover her blonde bush of pubic hair. However, she didn’t try to cover up. Instead, she folded a tea towel in half and sat down in her chair on top of it.

“Do you like what you see?” John asked, not seemingly wanting to let the moment go.

“Well, let’s put it this way. Mrs Jones…” William paused and then stated, unusually, using her first name. “Janet, you have passed her audition.”

Earnest added. “Yes, perfectly… We realised that you were a natural, and that is why we started you on the Grade Two Domestic rate.”

The older men’s eyes once again took in Janet’s exposed breasts. She didn’t bother to try to cover them up, seemingly happy to now sit there topless.

“I know that it's excellent money, but I don’t know if I could ever do it, for real,” Janet muttered. “I mean, a Grade Three Domestic feels like you are stepping over a line—“

“Not if I agree to it,” her husband injected. “That’s not cheating; that would be more blurring the lines and having a lot of fun.”

“It is not going to happen, John… So make the most of this.”

“Well, Mr and Mrs Jones, before you leave us, there is one honour we would like Janet to perform for us in the garden. Let’s go and assemble there.”

Janet walked to the courtyard in just her black lace French knickers. There was no mention about covering up, and she was enjoying the feeling of being exposed, especially when she stepped into the courtyard garden and the summer sun warmed her bare skin.

While once again holding his wife’s hand, John exclaimed, “This is fantastic!”

He was looking around the well-tended garden and, as a keen gardener, regretted that he had not seen the courtyard before Janet’s last day working there.

Earnest noticed John examining every plant and asked him if he liked gardening. He explained that it was both his hobby and, after his family, his passion. It wasn’t long before all three men, still dressed in their Alice in Wonderland costumes, were talking about gardening, while the topless Janet stood there, all but forgotten, though enjoying the sun.

“Boys,” she called out. “Haven’t I got one last domestic duty to do?”

The chatting instantly stopped as they once again took in Janet’s beauty, the motherly glow caused by her pregnancy, and the warm sunlight radiating through her hair.

“Quite so, Mrs Jo… Janet,” William stated, “if you will just come this way.”

As they walked to the far side, John took his wife’s hand and asked. “Is this like the courtyard you, Freddie and Hugh used to visit?”

Janet was surprised at her husband’s question, especially as all could hear. “It’s slightly smaller, John… But the stone walls are higher.”

They all stopped in front of a newly planted pink rose with large, glowing pink flowers. Next to it was a sturdy sign with 'Janet' written on it in black letters. Underneath, in smaller dark letters, were the words ‘Shrub Rose’. A garden trowel was pushed into the loose soil around the rose bush's base.

Staring at the rose, Janet took in its heavy aroma and smiled, enjoying its sweet scent – but then exclaimed… “It looks like I have died!”

“No, no, that’s not it,” William replied, flustered for perhaps the first time in years.

John quietly chuckled to himself as he read the label attached to the rose's stem, which told him that Janet was the rose variety. He also found it amusing that despite feeling flustered, Earnest and William had quickly returned their gaze to his wife’s bare chest.

That gave him a wicked thought. It was one he hoped his wife would go along with, especially as this was going to be the last time Janet was going to be a Grade Two Domestic.

After Earnest and William explained to Janet about the rose, how the large, shimmering pink flowers reminded them of Janet as they repeatedly blossom throughout the year.

Janet was touched, and forgetting that she was nearly naked, she kissed both men on each cheek. She then took hold of the trowel and ceremoniously dumped some soil on the base of the rose.

There was a round of applause from the three men, which produced a blush from Janet that matched the colour of the rose's flowers, and then, in response, she bowed. As she did so, her tits swung like a pendulum, the swing motion temporarily mesmerising the three men.

Then, with the time approaching for them to leave, John stepped forward, his cock hard at the thought of what he was about to do.

Sounding slightly formal, “Gentlemen, on behalf of my wife, I want to thank you for all you have done for us.” Then, with Janet in front and him gesticulating towards the rose bush, “It seems only fair that we present you both with a bush of our own.”

In one swift motion, John slipped his fingers into his wife’s black silk knickers and pulled them down until they rested around Janet’s feet on the ground.

“I can’t believe you did that, John!” Janet squealed, although she was not upset. “Now I’m the only one who can’t see my bush,” Janet humorously added as she tried to peer around her bump.

She stepped out of her knickers and let John pick them up as the married couple took in the two older men’s surprised expressions. Their eyes now locked on Janet’s exposed blonde curls.

The four of them just stood there, Janet surprisingly relaxed at her nudity, Earnest and William not knowing what to say… They hadn’t expected John to be so inclined to show his wife’s naked body to them.

It was John who broke the silence when he asked if Earnest and William would show him their courtyard garden. It was something that they were eager to do, especially as Janet followed them in tow, still fully naked.

Later, Mr and Mrs Jones stood by the mansion's side door. John had handed back the large imitation pocket watch and the White Rabbit’s ears.

Janet was back in her dungarees, and the Alice in Wonderland costume was safely in her bag. Earnest and William had given it to her, knowing it would bring back memories – that they would have a little fun reliving today.

“Well, I guess this is it,” Janet stated as she handed back her key.

Earnest took the key while trying to stay cheerful and handed Janet a large brown envelope.

He then warmly stated, "This is five hundred pounds in cash, which is now in your hand." Then, moving closer to Janet, he whispered, “So, don’t let the taxman know!”

“It’s your bonus, Mrs Jones,” William added, while trying to keep a stiff upper lip.

“You earned it!” they both said in unison.

Janet enthusiastically wrapped her arms around both of them, her bump reminding all three of her condition.

“Don’t forget to visit us with the new arrival,” Earnest warmly stated.

They were the last words the Joneses heard as they turned and left, Somertyn Manor's side door gently closing behind them.

As the young couple walked arm in arm down the garden path and away from the manor, Janet cheerfully complained, “I can’t believe you did that…”

“JJ, you loved it… You didn’t even attempt to put your knickers back on!”

Janet giggled, knowing that was true, having spent a good half an hour walking around the garden naked.

“Let’s be honest, JJ. This was your last day working at Somertyn Manor, and you would have regretted it if I hadn’t done what I did…”

“Maybe,” Janet giggled and then softly added, “But you enjoyed it too; I felt your erection...”

John chuckled, “Maybe…” deliberately using the very same word that his wife had.

She pulled her husband closer. “Have I told you lately that I love you, Mr Jones?”

John smiled, “Err… I can’t remember–“

He received a playful nudge.

“I love you too, Mrs Jones.” 

Through the side entrance window, Earnest and William watched the young couple walk away.

“William, do you think we'll see Janet again?”

“I don’t know, Earnest… I really don’t know… Although I do know that we will miss her.” With a wry smile, he turned towards his friend and asked, “Do you want to make another wager?”

Earnest grinned. He hadn’t stopped, as he was still dressed as the Cheshire Cat. Turning towards the Mad Hatter, he suggested, “Another pound?”

The two slightly eccentric friends shook hands and smiled…

Author's Note: All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18+. ©2025 wxt55uk. This story may not be reproduced in any manner without the express permission of the author.