With the children still at school, Janet stood there in front of the mirror, naked. She was scrutinising her thirty-year-old body, wondering if there were areas that needed to be worked on in their garage gym.

Now that Mrs Jones was a Grade Three Domestic, she knew that she would be showing a lot more of her flesh to Earnest and William. However, she did wonder if all the extra sex she was currently having with her husband, John, would be enough to keep her body trim.

Since Janet had signed the ‘Domestic’ contract and agreed to giving hotwifing a go, their marriage had come alive. Intimate moments, flirting, and having sex whenever possible became the norm for them.

The married couple also learned to communicate with one another. To John, the concepts of being a hotwife and a Grade Three Domestic seemed to blend together, leading him to treat both roles as if they were the same.

But Janet knew that was not strictly true.

Working at Somertyn Manor as a domestic came with a set of rules, which were written and enforced by the manor's owners, Earnest and William. Janet was also being paid a small fortune to undertake the role.

While with hotwifing, it was just for sexual fun, and they were making their own rules. At the moment, there were not many, just five. The last one was only added this week.

The rules were…

1) Her husband had to give his wife permission to see another man.

2) Janet needs to tell her husband everything that happened.

3) No man is to be married or attached.

4) Do not see the same guy more than three times, with currently two exceptions.

5) When playing the hotwife game, Janet would go by the name JJ.

The last rule had come about because Janet felt she needed to separate herself into two personas.

There was Janet, the mother who waited at the school’s front gate. She was the woman who ran a household, sorted out their children and organised her husband.

Then there was JJ. She had always been there, the flirty, playful and now available part of Janet. She was the woman who liked to exhibit her body and tease men, and not just her husband.

But rule four was causing an issue. Janet had suggested it, as she would rather not get too close to any potential playmate. Then she had added Hugh as an exception. He was an old friend and the only man apart from her husband with whom she had been intimate, even if she maintained they hadn’t fucked.

John agreed about Hugh. He liked him, trusted him, and importantly, Hugh knew the complete situation. This was that the Joneses were engaged in a hotwife game, which allowed JJ to have playdates with other men, and occasionally John might watch or even join in.

But rule four became a point of contention between Janet and her husband.

When Hugh phoned and asked her out on a date, John gave his approval, but only if she called him her boyfriend. This was something her husband had teased JJ about, and it had her rolling her eyes, the idea both worrying and arousing her. Eventually, she thought it made little difference… So she agreed, and Hugh was more than pleased to play along with it.

But that was not the end of the issues with rule four…

The important thing for Janet was that none of the men she saw became too emotionally close to her. This was especially true with Hugh, as they already had history together, and her husband had not helped by insisting that JJ date the wealthy Hugh as her boyfriend.

She needed to make it clear to everyone that she was seeing several men to help minimise the likelihood that Hugh, or any man, would seek a more permanent relationship.

So, Janet chose a second exception, their next-door neighbour, Richard. He was good-looking, single, and someone she had flirted with. And, above all, a man JJ found gorgeous. She had told her husband all that before she suggested it.

However, John added an extra condition. It shocked Janet and even surprised her alter ego, JJ. That part of her found it both fucking kinky and definitely inappropriate.

Her husband would only give his approval for Janet to have sex with their neighbour if Richard thought his wife was cheating on him.

That was something they both knew she would never do!

Concerning Richard, John argued that he lived too close to home, which made it risky, and he could not be directly involved. He told his wife that he would not stop her from seeing their neighbour, but he would have to believe that she was cheating on her husband. That it would have to be done both sneakily and completely in secret.

John felt they had no other choice but to insist on this rule, as he did not want their neighbour to know he was complicit in JJ sleeping with him. Her husband’s final words on the subject were, “JJ, if you truly desire to be with Richard, simply go ahead and do it—then tell me all about it afterwards.”

Janet had swiftly told her husband that she was not interested, though they both knew that was not true.

JJ had found herself intensely drawn to Richard, a man with a swimmer's physique who was five years her junior. It made her wonder if an older lady like herself could still attract a younger man, despite Hugh previously telling her that her “hot body could attract countless men.”

However, for Janet, cheating wasn’t part of playing the hotwife game.

“What would her husband get out of that? She needed him involved.” With that thought, Janet looked out the window and watched Richard, in his tight Speedos, swimming a few lengths in his newly opened swimming pool.

The sight, coupled with the thought that her husband had already given her permission to seduce him, sent a warm, adulterous quiver down her back, which culminated in her pussy. JJ felt the urge to touch herself, to masturbate, while she fantasised about pressing her bare breasts against the window's glass to attract Richard's attention.

Then rationality set in.

Janet had put her neighbour off-limits.

Tonight, she had her first date with Hugh; she needed to think about that. And there was something else… She had already been a little naughty today!

Janet smiled as her thoughts went back to that morning and her visit to Rose Cottage – to the way she had teased Earnest and William…

*****

Dressed in jeans, gloves and a winter coat, Janet dropped Jenna off at her school. Like normal, she briefly chatted to a couple of the other mums at the main gate before leaving. Mrs Jones intended to go straight up the hill, past home and Somertyn Manor, to the farm cottage where Earnest and William were now living.

But, as she walked, a wicked idea formed in her head. It brought a naughty smile to her face. As she reached her front gate, she turned and went inside to quickly change into something a little more appropriate.

It had been precisely a month since she last saw Earnest and William. That night, she signed the Grade Three Domestic contract and walked home carrying a large amount of cash. Janet was being paid a monthly retention fee until she could take up her position at Somertyn Manor.

Since then, the builders had moved into the Manor to carry out some major repair work to the structure, mainly the roof, and it was hoped that it would be completed by April next year.

As the builders moved in, Earnest and William moved out and were living in Rose Cottage, a place they had rented from the local farmer.

Today, Janet planned to visit the cottage for the first time to collect this month’s retention cash payment. However, she felt guilty about picking up such a large sum of money for not actually doing anything. She thought that it was time to put that right.

But it was the name of the cottage that gave her the idea.

Reaching into her underwear drawer, she pulled out a string-bikini-style satin panty. They were a rose-pink colour—a pair that she had bought to surprise her husband. But now she had a different, slightly naughtier use for them—to tease two older gentlemen.

Stripping off her jeans and underwear, Janet rolled a white stocking on each of her long legs and then put on a suspender belt, clipping each stocking in place. With a playful giggle, JJ tied the bright pink satin panties, making sure they nestled neatly and firmly in position.

As she did so, she thought, "The shiny pink material will catch the attention of any straight man."

She then took off her jumper, then blouse, and replaced her plain ‘mummy’ D-cup bra with a lacy push-up version. It made her tits look at least one size bigger than they were.

Surveying the line of dresses in her wardrobe, Janet’s hand went to the Alice in Wonderland dress. Until recently, it had been the only costume she owned, having been presented with it while pregnant on the last day she worked at Somertyn Manor. As she looked at it, she had to admit that her husband had been right. Reducing the dress's waist size had been far simpler than shrinking the dress's built-in breast cups, the dress now having to be worn with a bra.

However, it was the other uniform on the wardrobe rail that JJ wanted, a sexy nurse’s outfit that John had bought her. It was very similar to the one that was currently hanging on the Grade Three Domestic clothes rail at Somertyn Manor.

She slipped the nurse’s outfit on, knowing that it was not designed to be worn much further than the bedroom.

Before she left, Janet put on a long, shapeless housecoat that buttoned all the way up her front. She could not afford to let any of her neighbours see how she was dressed. Then lastly, the white thong that went with the costume was stuffed in her coat pocket.

JJ went out the front door and walked up the hill, where she stopped at Somertyn Manor. There she checked out the scaffold-clad building, finding it strange to see it covered in a jacket of steel and plastic sheets. Then, walking around to its rear, she looked at the area where John had been working part-time at weekends. Currently, it was just a muddy field, but eventually it would be Somertyn Gardens, Earnest and William’s “vanity project,” as they called it.

But Janet didn’t see it that way. It might be a muddy field now, but the garden centre, its plant nursery, and the ornate gardens that were all planned could be money makers. 

As she walked up the Rose Cottage garden path, Janet glanced at the multitude of roses planted there; some were still in flower. The cottage's location felt isolated, situated just back from the country lane that she had just travelled down and just ten minutes further on from Somertyn Manor. 

As Mrs Jones approached the pale blue front door, with its heavy black knocker just waiting to be used, it opened. She was greeted by Earnest, and his demeanour made it clear that he had been expecting Janet, having phoned last night to remind her about collecting her ‘cash in hand’ money.

Taking in the cottage’s garden, Janet smiled and playfully remarked, “Nice place, lots of roses… Any of them named after me?” She was referring to a variety of rose called Janet, one of which had been planted in her honour and grew in the courtyard at Somertyn Manor.  

“Not until now,” the older man chuckled, “you’re the only English Rose here named Janet.”

It was a corny comment, but JJ couldn’t help but giggle. She liked both the attention and having a rose named after her…  She also liked to tease both Earnest and William, so she removed her shoes and coat and stood there in a drab housecoat.

Earnest had no idea that the sexy nurse's uniform was underneath. He just stood there, taking in the dull, shapeless covering Janet was dressed in, and, although pleased to see the young lady, it was obvious that he had expected her to show a little skin.

At that moment, William joined them. “Mrs Jones, it is lovely to see you, though I see you came prepared to do some real housework.” He sounded disappointed. "But you don't have to work, Mrs Jones. Officially, you haven't started yet as a Grade Three Domestic, and you will need a uniform –“

Earnest chirped in, “It was just a retention fee, Janet. We are all moved in, and like most of our belongings, the uniforms are stored at Somertyn Manor.”

With a teasing, lopsided grin, JJ suggested, “Well, I was going to make you both a cup of tea… But if you don’t want me to?”

Slowly, her fingers undid each of the housecoat buttons, bringing the sexy nurse's uniform into view of the older gentlemen.

“I have a Yorkshire tea, please,” Earnest quickly suggested, on seeing Janet’s uniform.

While taking in the curves of the English Rose, William offered to show Mrs Jones where the teacups were. It went against his normal demeanour, but he was grinning.

Now having the two older, lecherous men’s attention, JJ deliberately let the housecoat puddle around her ankles, and then she bent over to retrieve it. Both Earnest’s and William’s mouths opened in surprise as JJ’s stocking tops, suspenders, and finally, her rose-pink satin panties, peeked into view… Knowing, she briefly hung there, letting the two older men’s eyes take in her flesh.

“Now, gentlemen, where were those cups?” She grinned as she stood, only to correct herself. “Actually, where is the kitchen?” She giggled, having never been to the cottage before.

Janet was shown the way; both men were now eager to make tea for her. So, JJ sat on a breakfast bar chair and motivated them by flashing her stocking tops and occasionally her rose-pink satin knickers. The conversation was about their move and what was happening at Somertyn Gardens.

With the tea made, they moved into a cosy lounge, dominated by a large fireplace, which had already been made up for lighting tonight. The two older men sat opposite Janet on a three-seater settee, while she settled into a corner armchair, ensuring that Earnest and William had a good view up her sexy nurse dress.

Of course, as she chatted, JJ flashed her bare thighs, her suspender belt straps, their clips, and her stocking tops, but above all, she flashed her rose-pink panties. As she did so, she couldn’t help giving the eagerly watching older men a playful grin. She liked this power over men—that feeling that her body could control them.

It wasn’t long before the conversation switched to Janet, as she was asked to give a little twirl in her naughty uniform. This was something that she was more than pleased to do. As she slowly rotated, she teased Earnest and William by only showing a hint of rose-pink panties.

She then reminded them with a mischievous giggle, “Remember, no touching; I’m not yet employed as a Grade Three Domestic… as I am only on a retention fee!”

Still smiling to herself, Janet sat down after half a dozen rotations, both men’s eyes never leaving her fit body.

“How’s the hotwifing going?” Earnest enquired, before adding with a sense of pride. “My Marion was one, although back in the fifties we called it stepping out.”

Earnest and William were fully aware of the Joneses' experiment of opening up their marriage, having discussed it with them at Janet's thirtieth birthday party.

“I have a date tonight. It will be my first since I met John, although I have known Hugh since I was at college. The surprising, perhaps worrying, thing for me is that my husband wants me to date him as my boyfriend. We have told Hugh that I have done this many times before.”

“Are you happy with that, Mrs Jones?” William questioned while trying to read Janet’s body language. 

“Honestly, I’m not sure. It makes me sound like a slut. You both realise that I have never done this in the past. However, playing the part of Hugh’s girlfriend, especially as he seems to be open to my husband joining in, excites me, but I never expected John to suggest the boyfriend thing, as we have a family, and as you both know, I needed John to back me up—nudge me into doing this.”

“I think it was more of a gentle touch, Mrs Jones… As I remember it, you made the decision and then nudged your husband to tell you, and for that matter, everyone else, what you both wanted.”

Janet blushed. “Maybe that's true… But the crucial thing is we both want this, for me to see Hugh and put a little extra excitement in our marriage. Importantly, prepare myself to work at a Grade Three Domestic level when we return to Somertyn Manor.

“As for the idea of me having a boyfriend… Honestly, I just don’t know how that’s going to work.

"Being married – until my husband suggested it, the thought had never occurred to me. However, both John and I know it is unlikely that you will want me to stay at a grade three level… So I am going to give it a go.”

“Don’t worry, Janet, we're not looking for a girlfriend,” Earnest enthusiastically chipped in.

“But, Mrs Jones, we are hoping that it won’t even take a nudge, that you will want your domestic position upgraded,” William added, his voice, like normal, metronomic.

His eyes joined Earnest’s as they stared at Janet’s rose-pink satin panties and, in doing so, helped keep her pussy warm and aroused.

JJ looked down towards her legs, feeling naughty and enjoying the two older men’s stares.

“Is there something the matter?” she asked, looking back at Earnest and William. “Am I not addressed appropriately?” she then teased, knowingly.

“No, no… You dressed perfectly,” the two men said in almost unison.

Smiling, Janet hooked each of her white stocking-clad legs on the chair's arms. In doing so, she spread her legs wide and stretched the rose-pink, satin material of her panties tight against her still concealed, open cunt.

“Oh, I see the problem,” JJ giggled. “I seem to have put on the wrong pair of knickers; their colour will never match.”

She looked at the older men while keeping her legs spread. The thin satin material was the only thing stopping Earnest and William from seeing her increasingly damp, bald pussy.  

“Maybe I should take them off?” JJ teased, her eyes glancing at both men and their impressive bulges.

Like she knew they would, Earnest and William instantly agreed with her. The sight of their tented erections made part of her want to slide her hand into her knickers and masturbate. Give her employers a real show…

Giggling, she said, “Actually, I have another idea.”

Without moving, she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out the white thong that she had purchased to go with this costume.

“I think these might be a better match.”

Janet showed the white thong panties to the two expectant men and then looked at her recently painted nails as she pretended to look worried about them. As her naughtier JJ persona took over, she giggled in a deliberate yet playful voice... “Boys, I will need a hand changing my panties, as I don’t want to chip my nail varnish before my date tonight.”

JJ stood. She then carefully lifted her dress, bringing the string ties on either side of her satin knickers into sight. “Please, will each of you untie the bows?” Then Janet giggled. “But just remember, there’s no touching, as I am not yet a Grade Three Domestic.”

Earnest rattled back, “Janet, you are a Grade Three Domestic; I touched you at your party.”

“Yes, Mrs Jones, and we all know you weren’t hypnotised…”

“Perhaps I can do it myself—”  

The two older, wealthy men were soon at JJ’s feet, untying the panty strings.

JJ’s pussy was longing for their touch, but knowing that this time she had to bat away any straying fingers.

The silky material of the rose-pink panties fell away, Earnest and William’s eyes seeing Janet’s bare pussy for the first time, their noses taking her aroused essence. They raised their hands to touch before JJ pushed them away, giving them her white thong, which they held as she stepped into it and pulled it into place.

Janet giggled. “Thank you for a helping hand, but the show is over, boys… It’s a pity you both thought that I wasn’t a Grade Three Domestic; if I were, then you could have touched me."

JJ was teasing.

"Alternatively, if I were a Grade Four Domestic, you would be able to enjoy yourself even more. But then again, I wouldn’t want to be with more than two men today!”

“Two?” Earnest questioned, biting.

Janet giggled and then teased, “I know you are both approaching your senior years, but you haven’t forgotten that I am married. Tonight, I will first go on my date with Hugh, and then, of course, I will spend time with my husband; he always has a free pass."

She kissed each man on the cheek and said, “Thank you for helping me to dress.”

Then, feeling wicked, JJ slowly bent forward until her hands rested against the mantelpiece; her smooth bottom cheeks, white thong, stockings, and suspenders were now all visible to the two gawking men.  

“Do I look okay for the rear now? Grade Three material?” She teased.

“You look perfect, Mrs Jones, and certainly Grade Three Material.”

Earnest excitedly agreed with his slightly older best friend.

“I'd better get going,” Janet then announced, putting on the outer clothes that she had arrived in.

“Here is your cash,” Earnest stated, passing a wedge of money to Mrs Jones and then tapping his nose to indicate it was their secret, as it was tax-free.

Their goodbyes were more like friends rather than employer and employee.

As she left, Janet suggested, smiling, “Maybe, next month, I will be a Grade Three Domestic!”

“Or Grade Four,” Earnest enthusiastically replied.

William kept quiet, knowing that Mrs Jones wasn’t quite ready for that!

However, he thought, “That might change after a few dates with Hugh.”

*****

As Janet’s mind came back into the room, she pulled herself away from looking at Richard swimming lengths and glanced towards the clock. It wouldn’t be long before she had to put her ‘mummy clothes’ back on and walk to school to collect Jenna and to be once again Mrs Jones.

Janet inwardly smiled as she thought of her husband, the permission he had given her, and the first date she had with Hugh tonight. But then she pondered, concerned, and then wondered, was John ready for JJ to fly solo as a hotwife?

And… Was Mrs Jones ready for that to happen?

Author’s Note: I want to thank EmilyLace for the underwear idea.

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