With not a cloud in the sky, Wednesday morning started like every school morning: Janet chasing both her children to get ready, her most common catchphrase being, “Jason, hurry up; you are going to miss the school bus!”
Although that had never happened – yet!
However, Jenna, who was only five and a half years old, walked the ten-minute journey to school with her mother. So she had no chance of being late, though unlike her brother, she actually enjoyed school, so it was never an issue.
The ringing of the telephone interrupted the early-morning chaos at the Jones house. It was John. He explained that he had left Glasgow early and had rearranged the two meetings in Manchester so that he would be home by lunchtime Thursday. If needed, he would be available to pick Jenna up from school at three-thirty.
“And why would I need that?” Janet asked, smiling and fully aware that her husband was hoping that she extended her date with Anna all the way to her bedroom. It was left just as that, but they mutually agreed to discuss it again during tonight’s phone call.
With the children in school, Janet had several things to do. The first task was to phone Earnest and William to see if they had a firm date for moving back into Somertyn Manor. They hadn’t received one yet, but they believed it would be right after the bank holiday, and they expected Janet to return to work the following week, although they would confirm the details as soon as they knew.
They also told her that they were just starting to recruit some new staff members for Somertyn Gardens and listed out around ten positions to be filled; did she know anyone?
She didn’t – but it did make JJ realise that their vanity project was getting serious.
Even when Mrs Jones reminded both men that she was returning as a Grade Three domestic, the phone call remained pleasant, even cheerful. She thought that they had guessed that she was currently giving them a wide berth. Janet had not seen either of the men since she had sex with them, not even when she had signed the NDAs and the "Memorandum of Understanding", as all the final discussions had been handled by John.
With the first call complete, she phoned Anna to confirm that tomorrow's date was still on – it was – so JJ signed off the call, saying, “We leave all our talking for then.”
Next, she phoned their neighbour, Richard, to see if he had heard the provisional result of their planning application, which was to be announced today. There was no answer, and a glance out of the front window told JJ that their neighbour’s yellow Porsche was not there.
Janet also needed to phone Cindy, but with it still being early, she went upstairs and changed into her gym clothing and then went for an hour's workout in their garage gym.
After showering, JJ stood naked in front of the bedroom mirror; it was something she often did, just checking that everything about her body was in order.
Though she had never been a very hairy girl, an inspection for any stray pubic hair proved that the home electrolysis kit she was using had permanently removed the hair on her bottom and between her legs. It had been her husband’s idea, and he had been keen to help. Now JJ only needed to shave her mound daily, and the talk between the couple was whether that hair should be permanently removed too, when she became a grade five domestic.
It was only then that she thought to phone Cindy, as it was ten fifteen, but first she needed to do something else. Janet unlocked their secret sex toy chest, the one that her husband built, and retrieved the “Secrets of a Hotwife” book.
She was too embarrassed to loan her copy, as it was well-thumbed, especially the bisexual and lesbian story sections. So, she phoned the shop where John had purchased it and, with the aid of a credit card, ordered a new copy. It was going to be delivered this Friday, discreetly, wrapped in plain brown paper—she double-checked on that!
It was only then that Janet phoned Cindy, and after the pleasantries, she told her what she had done. That she would give her a new copy of the “Secrets of a Hotwife” book the next time they met, and they would set a date for some time after the early May holiday.
Just as they were signing off, JJ, feeling cheerful and flirty, reminded Cindy that she was not to wear a bra next time they met, if she was serious about becoming a hotwife.
It was a comment that had both women giggling as they put the phone receiver down and Janet put the book back into their adult toy box. It was only then that JJ noticed the lube and the set of metal butt plugs John had purchased for her. Their presence sent a tingle of naughty pleasure straight down to her pussy.
Slipping a butt plug into her ass was Janet’s secret pleasure, something only her husband knew about. That naughty feeling of being stretched back there was a different sensation from what she experienced when being fucked in her pussy, and it had led her to understand just how much she now enjoyed anal sex.
So without hesitation, JJ picked the largest butt plug and lubed it up before carefully pushing it home, her sphincter slowly adjusting to the metal invasion as her pussy dampened at the illicit thrill.
“God, she loved it in the arse,” she thought, as she playfully walked to the bedroom mirror and checked the butt plug, pushing and pulling it, fucking herself. She shivered as a wave of delicious pleasure flooded her vagina.
Now turned on, Janet checked her breasts in the mirror and noticed that her tan was coming along.
Leaving the butt plug inserted, and with nothing else to do today until collecting Jenna from school, JJ decided that it was a good day to lie out on the patio and get some mid-spring sun.
After phoning Richard once again, with still no answer, Janet put on her small orange bikini. Over the top, she slipped on a pale blue cover-up, though it did little to obscure the bright orange colour of her bikini. Lastly, she grabbed her sunglasses and the lesbian romance novel she had been reading. John had purchased it for her from the same Soho speciality bookshop she had phoned earlier.
With the butt plug still in place, she packed her stuff into a beach bag and made her way downstairs, every step now giving her pussy a warm, wicked feeling. The only detour on the route to the sun lounger was to make a mug of coffee, which she placed on the patio table.
Janet planned to enjoy the sun and relax. With a sigh of contentment, she removed the cover-up and placed it on the patio table next to her coffee. The secret ecstasy of the hidden butt plug was continually sending little raunchy signals to her pussy. She knew that having it inserted while outside was risqué, and yet, the excitement of the thrill masked any rational thought.
With an impish smile, JJ removed her bikini top and brazenly threw it to join her cover-up. She felt the cool morning air stimulate her already aroused nipples, and she could not help but run her fingers over them, a purr of contentment escaping her mouth.
Mrs Jones knew she could not be seen; the garage screened Mrs Oak’s side. And a six-foot-six-inch fence went around the bottom of their garden. On the other side there was only a private copse of trees; part of the Somertyn Manor Estate.
The one exception was Richard. He only needed to look over a four-foot fence that ran next to the patio. But as far as JJ was concerned, he didn’t count, as he had seen it all before, coupled with the fact that he never had visitors during the day. So she felt relaxed, not wanting to move for a couple of hours. Her breasts were slowly turning a golden brown, just like John had requested.
Janet lay there, briefly closed her eyes and relaxed, the smell of the freshly made coffee mixing with the scent of the morning air.
Then, with one last flurry of energy, she removed the bottle of sun cream and erotic novel from her bag, put the first item on the patio table and opened the second at the page that she had got to, her eyes soon scanning the words as she started to read, the heroine in the story soon having her head buried between her mistress's spread legs.
This was JJ’s private time, and she just lay there reading, soaking up the sun. She was enjoying the feeling of the warm rays on her body and the heat that the erotic novel was producing between her legs – the lesbian storyline reminding her of what could happen tomorrow.
With JJ's feet facing the sun, she looked to her left to see if there was any movement at Richard’s—there wasn't—and she decided that he must be working at the office all day today.
Aroused, a few minutes later, Janet closed her eyes and let her mind drift to the conversation she had with Melisa Monday evening while sitting next to her on the settee watching television. Mrs Jones had just told her best friend that she was going on a coffee date with the eighteen-year-old Anna on Thursday.
In reply, Melisa remarked, “Well, JJ, Anna is a wonderful choice for your first lesbian experience, as she prefers older women!”
“You should know, Ms Morgan, as you dated her!” She retorted. That recent memory caused JJ to smile as she lay there.
The conversation with Melisa was always playful and interesting, and this one was also particularly informative, as she had explained her short relationship with Anna. Although Mrs Jones had read about the different terms and types of lesbians, she had no experience, and she had reminded her best friend that she was only curious, though her expression told a different story.
“We should not pigeonhole girls like me,” Melisa had said, while smiling and knowing that Janet was a little more than interested. “But Anna is a good example of a lipstick lesbian, as she is very feminine and will go out of her way to dress accordingly, with makeup, wearing dresses and high heels.”
“So she's not a lesbian?” JJ asked, now confused.
“Anna is very much a lesbian. She just likes to be feminine, and there is nothing wrong with that – most of the girls I have dated are femme.”
Janet giggled, “And young,” earning a little nudge from her best friend.
Before moving to Somerton, Melisa had dated a whole string of college-aged girls; it had been her thing, but now at thirty-two she was beginning to date older women and openly hoped that would include Janet, though JJ had closed that off.
“So what type of lesbian are you, Ms Morgan?”
“Are you trying to pigeonhole me, Mrs Jones?”
“No, I’m just trying to understand. You know, John wants me to go to a lesbian club and let a lady there pick me up.”
“And you agreed?”
"Yes." Janet felt herself blushing. “Let’s just say after you went down on me, I am curious.” She had only admitted to her husband that she thought that she was bisexual, though she sensed that Melisa already knew it.
“Well, in that case, I would suggest you go to ‘The Velvet Lounge,’ which has a nightclub called ‘The Vault’ in its cellar. It’s close to Anna’s flat in the city and has a good mix of people: gay, lesbian and some straight. Anna goes there, and if you ask, I’m sure she will show you.”
“So it’s not just a lesbian club?”
“No, but trust me, JJ… If you are looking to get picked up by another woman, it is the place to go. You will get hit on all the time, and if it is what you want, you will get laid.”
Janet blushed, but she was still intrigued and asked, “So, what is it if it's not a club for lesbian ladies?”
Melisa knowingly smiled, not at all surprised by Janet’s sudden interest. “You won’t be disappointed. ‘The Velvet Lounge’ is first and foremost a bar, open all day just like any other bar. You can even eat there. However, from ten at night, Thursday through to Saturday, ‘The Vault’ opens. It’s a nightclub in the cellar, a place to meet similar, like-minded people and get to know them.
“However, do note that it doesn’t close until late. I would suggest that you find a place to stay if you plan to go, as it's too far to drive, and you will want a few stiff drinks, as it can get a little crazy later on.”
Janet thanked her friend and made a mental note to ask Anna about ‘The Velvet Lounge’ and ‘The Vault’ on Thursday. She was definitely interested but tried her best not to show it, yet failed.
“JJ, you asked me what type of lesbian I am, and the truth is I don’t know. All I can say is that I like my girlfriends to be feminine, to dress accordingly and to be more on the submissive side. As for me, I like to wear makeup, trousers, and suits but will have no issues if a dress is needed.”
Janet looked at her best friend skeptically. She had only seen Ms Morgan wearing business suits or jeans.
Noticing JJ’s reaction, Melisa stated, “I do have a few dresses in my wardrobe. You can check, that is, if you ever find yourself visiting my penthouse apartment.”
“I will visit soon, I promise,” JJ replied defensively, both of them knowing she had been deliberately putting it off.
“As for sex, I very much like to be the dominant partner, to be on top, my girlfriend submitting to my requests… Does that excite you?”
Mrs Jones felt as if all the air in her lungs had escaped as she whispered, “Yes,” expecting Melisa to make a move on her – but she didn’t.
“So, JJ, now you know about ‘The Velvet Lounge’ and ‘The Vault’. If you go there, what type of lesbian will you be looking to be picked up by?” Melisa wickedly smiled and added, “I am sure you will have your pick.”
Janet felt herself blush. She knew the answer but hadn’t even dared mention it to her husband.
“Come on, JJ, I've been honest and open with you.”
Mrs Jones looked around, knowing her husband was up north, and the children were in bed.
She moved closer and whispered, “I’m not planning on visiting, but if I did, a dominant one… I could never see myself taking the lead with another woman.”
Melisa smiled knowingly and then kissed JJ right there on the settee, surprising her, even though Janet returned the kiss.
There was no doubt that Mrs Jones was sexually attracted to Ms Morgan.
Other than that one short kiss, nothing else happened as Melisa chose to leave shortly afterwards, leaving her best friend to ponder what had just happened.
As Janet opened her eyes on the sunbed, she realised that she must have drifted off to sleep, and she checked the time – it had only been ten minutes. She also wondered why she hadn’t yet told John about the Monday night conversation with Melisa, but deep inside she knew it was because she needed more time to digest.
Feeling the sun's warmth, Janet looked down at her exposed breasts and thought it was time to put on some sun cream. She reached for the bottle, and it was at that moment she heard Richard’s voice.
“Let me help you with that!”
JJ looked up to see Richard dressed in a suit, coming out of his house's back door.
Impressively, with the aid of just his hands, he scissor-jumped over the four-foot fence panel, which Janet had put back into place. After their Friday sex, it was meant to be a signal that the Joneses needed their privacy. However, she had placed the fence panel back more as a barrier to remind herself that, despite her husband's approval, she had vowed not to have sex again with their neighbour because it was simply too dangerous and too addictive.
Richard walked right up to Mrs Jones’s sun lounger, where he stood by her feet, looking down at her nearly naked body, the sun behind him casting their neighbour as a silhouette, dazzling JJ even with her sunglasses on.
Janet sat up, her butt plug pressing deep into her bottom, bringing a muted wave of sexual pleasure, while at the top end of her body, JJ’s ample boobs caught Richard’s eyes as they swung before him, her nipples hard and erect.
Without asking, he removed his suit jacket and draped it over a patio chair. Then he rolled up his shirt sleeves as she watched on.
“Richard, what are you doing?”
He playfully grinned and stated, “I’m going to rub the suntan lotion on you, as I said I would.”
“I can do that,” JJ retorted, grabbing the sun cream bottle from the patio table to keep it out of her neighbours' reach, and knowing that if Richard got his hands on her body, it was unlikely to stop there.
Seeing Janet’s reaction, Richard added, “Don’t worry, I have to get back to the office; I have a client appointment this afternoon…
“Is John around, as I have some excellent news, which is why I nipped home to tell you both?
“Though I admit, I would have got here sooner if I had known you were dressed like that."
Richard's comment made Janet smile, and she relented, handing him the sunscreen bottle. He squirted some of the white liquid onto his hand.
“My husband is in Manchester; he will be back tomorrow…
“So the extension plans passed?” She asked eagerly, guessing what Richard was going to say.
“Yes, provisionally, there were no issues… Now lie down while I apply this.”
Janet did as requested, Richard’s hands soon working the creamy liquid into his neighbour’s ample breasts, as JJ enjoyed the younger man’s touch.
“So what happens now?” Janet purred, relaxed and aroused.
Her mind was starting to have dirty thoughts, now regretting that she had been so hasty to close the possibilities of further sex with Richard… After all, John had given her full permission to carry on, and it had been her idea to bring it to an abrupt halt.
“We wait six weeks while the council writes to your neighbours and puts up a couple of fliers telling anyone passing about the future development.
“However, Mrs Fox is currently staying at her sister's, and anyway, she already knows about your proposed extension, as I went around to see her. She is not going to object, and I doubt that the council will take much notice of your neighbours who live across the street, as it doesn’t directly affect them.”
Richard applied more suntan lotion to his hands and then started to spread it around JJ’s stomach.
Janet carried on lying there, her eyes closed, enjoying the younger man’s touch. His gentle caresses were arousing JJ, reminding her of the wonderful sex they had only four days ago.
“And, as I’m your other neighbour, you know there won’t be any complaints from me.” Richard hesitated, his eyes focused on Janet’s orange bikini bottom. He added, with a grin, “That would be especially true if you let me remove your bikini bottoms – I'd like another look at your gorgeous pussy.”
JJ’s eyes shot open, her face turning red as she thought of the inserted butt plug hidden behind the orange material.
Richard reassured her by saying, “I’m not going to fuck you, as we haven’t got time, and I also know you need your husband’s permission.” But after he spoke, he waggled his eyebrows and grinned, his dimples appearing, which only made Janet’s blush deepen.
“It’s not that,” JJ replied, embarrassed, her face now glowing red, knowing her fate was sealed. Slipping her fingers into the bikini’s waistband, she mumbled, “I have a butt plug inserted,” and then, not daring to look directly at Richard, she slipped them off and threw the bottoms on the patio chair where Richard’s suit jacket was still hanging.
Janet was mortified at being caught red-handed by her neighbour. Her secret was out. However, she was also highly turned on, and she spread her legs, resting her feet on either side of the sun lounger, knowing that her pussy was already engorged, wet and needy.
It was an action that, unsurprisingly, caught Richard’s full attention, his stare going from her pussy straight to the glinting metal between JJ’s bottom cheeks. He grinned, and his hand came down and touched the butt plug.
“So what happens now?” Janet asked again, wondering about sex. She noticed her neighbour’s hard-on pressing against the material of his trousers.
“We get quotes from builders while we wait the six weeks.” Richard was still talking about the extension plans, as he took in JJ’s beauty, his brain slowly catching up with his erect cock and what his eyes were seeing.
He touched the butt plug and then gently pulled it before sliding it slowly back and forth.
It brought a gasp from JJ, her face still a crimson red.
Her neighbour continued his action, slowly moving the metal object back and forth. Janet’s pussy was soaked. There was no hiding the fact that JJ liked anal play.
With a glance at the novel Mrs Jones had been reading, Richard teased, “That must be a good book.”
“It’s a romance novel,” JJ defensively offered with a moan, her pussy now leaking its girly cum.
She did not dare to mention that it was full of lesbian sex, and perhaps the idea of her being with another woman excited her even more than anal play.
“So, JJ, you like to be fucked in the arse?” Richard’s crude question was direct and to the point.
“Yes,” Janet muttered, her untouched pussy now awash as she wished that the ground could swallow her up, her embarrassment complete.
“Well, lucky for you, it's my favourite type of sex… It’s just a pity that we have not got the time to indulge today and need John’s permission.”
“We don’t need John’s consent for anal,” JJ blurted, which was true. She already had permission for any type of sex with Richard, but he didn’t know that.
She now realised that she had been too hasty in telling her neighbour that John had not given his permission for them to fuck.
Richard pulled the large butt plug out, leaving Janet’s arsehole gaping, before standing, his cock erect pressing against his trousers.
“It is unfortunate I have a meeting to get to – how about a rain check?”
“I can’t, Richard; you just think of me as a slut liking it in my rear.”
“That’s not true, JJ… My ex-fiancée, Sarah, also enjoyed anal sex, but I never considered her a slut. The only thing this proves is that you are my type of woman. So, I guess we will be fucking again, and it will include anal.”
“Maybe, Richard, but I need to talk to my husband – I need his approval.”
“Not for anal,” Richard reminded his neighbour.
“No, for my reassurance, I am not going to do anything with you without first getting his approval.”
“Even when he has already given it?”
“Yes, even when he has already given it, and there is one new rule: if the fence panel is in place, you need to stay on your side of it!”
“And if you are on my side of the fence?”
“Then the rules stay as they were – absolutely nothing when my children are around.”
Richard nodded in agreement and, to enforce his answer, stated, “That is a given.”
Janet smiled and then said, “Secondly, only if I say it is alright to do so.”
“And when it is just your husband who's about?”
“Then only if John has given me permission, and Richard, I will make that very clear.”
“I have to go, JJ… I really do have a meeting to go to.”
“One other thing, Richard,” Janet paused, smiled and then added, “Do hurry up and get a girlfriend, as we both know this physical lusting for each other is dangerous and will almost certainly end up producing no good.”
“I know, but I am willing to take the risk. After all, JJ, you are such a wonderful fuck!”
The comment left Mrs Jones both shocked and smiling as Richard turned and, with his jacket in his hand, walked towards the fence panel.
As he did so, Janet picked up her mug of coffee and watched her neighbour's tight bum, thinking yet again, “Her mother-in-law was definitely right!”
It was only when she took a sip of the coffee that she became aware that it had gone cold.
Once again, Richard hopped over the fence, and, with a wave, he was gone, leaving Mrs Jones sitting there, wondering what she had just let herself in for with their neighbour.
She thought: she certainly did have a lot to discuss with John…
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.
