John stood there in the storage yard, taking in the crisp morning air, the sun burning off the valley’s dawn mist on what promised to be a warm early spring day. He felt relaxed as he marvelled at the two giant greenhouses that seemed to have gone up overnight. The glass structures were like conjoined twins, sitting parallel with one another, and the space inside was currently swarming with fitters as they carried out the last of the work, with the hope of getting them finished for this weekend.

He was at Somertyn Gardens, waiting for the two articulated lorries that were going to deliver the bespoke furniture that he had sold to Earnest and William late last year.

John looked past the two greenhouses and up the hill, towards Somertyn Manor, a tarpaulin still covering the Western end of the building and its short southern wing. His focus came closer, and he scrutinised the muddy sloping field. Its lower slope was now terraced and planted in what would be the first stage of Somertyn Gardens. Some of the work had been done by him and his tractor, but he wondered if there would be much for the public to see and whether there would be many flowers in bloom when the garden opened in June.

That was less than three months away.

However, two buildings had been finished, and both were in use. The largest one was huge and clad in corrugated metal. Everyone called it “The Barn,” and it was primarily used for storing the machinery, including the blue tractor John often drove at weekends. Within it was also a well-equipped workshop that was going to be used for servicing the vehicles and for performing general maintenance around the gardens.

Despite “The Barn” being by far the tallest building, it stood almost unnoticed. Its dark green colour and lack of windows acted like camouflage, helping it blend into the conifer trees of Slade Bottom Woods, which half-surrounded it.

The other completed building, which John was currently standing in front of, looked elegant and therefore very different from the rugged, industrial harshness of “The Barn.”

The storage shed, or “The Shed,” as they all called it, was a large wooden-clad warehouse that was currently being used to store recent deliveries. However, because of its prime position, the long-term plan was to make it a shop and more of a utility building and build warehouses elsewhere.

As John waited in his happy place, he found his mind drifting to their hotwife game and specifically to last week’s telephone call he had received from his wife’s boyfriend, Hugh, and then to the hot story Janet had told him later that night.

For John, Hugh’s call had not been a complete surprise, as he had also seen the changes in Janet. The way she had started to bloom while playing their hotwife game had been accompanied by a new surge of love and pride for his wife, and with it, the acceptance that JJ was indeed his "belle of the ball."

That the sex within their increasingly open marriage had become exciting, and that his time to have a little more fun would come soon.

Hugh’s phone call had been to seek some direction and reassurance. He had explained what had happened in the bird hide with Sam, and asked whether it would be alright if he let JJ push her sexual boundaries?

Then, John hadn’t given it too much thought, as that was exactly what he wanted. So, he’d given Hugh his approval, even encouragement, with one proviso: make sure Janet stayed safe, which included no smoking. However, as he said the last part, John knew that was unlikely to happen, as JJ’s more confident persona also came with a degree of liberation – the need to be free of any restraints.

This was the one aspect of their hotwife game that concerned him.

With their adult adventures becoming a greater part of their lives, John also knew that JJ wasn’t the only person changing, that he had become too passive, and that it was perhaps the right time to change that. Fight his natural protectiveness towards his wife, be less reserved, and look more to playing their hotwife game together.

John knew he wasn’t there yet. He suspected that if he were with Janet and Hugh while she played, it would take the pleasure away from all of them. It was another good reason why he had told Hugh to carry on and arrange what his wife wanted.

It might have pained him, but John realised that he needed a practice run with somebody who was less alpha than Hugh and had fewer sexual experiences than he had, which was only his wife.

Ethan, at eighteen and despite his build, was shy and almost certainly a virgin. He had little familiarity with women, which made his background very different from Hugh's or, for that matter, Richard’s.

Although he had not mentioned it to his wife, John felt Ethan represented the perfect JJ playmate, and the up-and-coming date was one with whom he could be involved. It was an ideal opportunity for him to clarify his feelings about what he wanted for himself from their hotwife game – the way they would be playing it in the future.

He was enjoying their hotwife game, the fun that came with him watching Janet embrace her sexual freedom. But John also knew the day was getting close when he would be ready to start fucking other women. However, his biggest issue was finding the right path, one where JJ would not abruptly end their game and, importantly, accept that her husband was free to play too.

That had not been easy to do; Janet was so protective of him.

“Yes,” John thought. “It was definitely time to be more assertive, and importantly, it was also time to talk to Earnest and William about their generous inheritance offer. Decide as to whether they took the next steps. That would be for him and his wife to sign the NDAs and then the ‘Memorandum of Understanding,’ which would initiate the lengthy legal process.

With that thought, John surveyed the land around him, his mind churning as he tried once again to process the older men’s generous offer.

Was it really possible, or even legal, for him and JJ to inherit the Somertyn Estate and be the next owners?

There must be a catch?

And if he gave his consent and signed the documents, could he accept his wife trying to conceive a baby with Earnest and William?

Sex was one thing. John now knew he could agree to that!

But bringing a new life into the world and having to accept the child as his own within the extended Jones family was another matter altogether.

John already realised that he would struggle with that!

However, that was not the only issue he was facing.

It appeared that JJ, the former church-going girl, was accepting the idea of another child with surprising ease, even if he was not the father. Janet had not yet said anything, but John knew his wife, and he sensed it. This was the one aspect of this unique situation that hurt him the most. Today was the day he needed to bring his feelings and his thoughts into the open – man up – and confront Earnest and William with his concerns.

It was at that moment that the first of two lorries arrived, followed shortly afterwards by Earnest and William, who must have been keeping an eye out for them from Rose Cottage. A couple of labourers appeared from Slade Farm, as Somertyn Gardens had not yet recruited its own staff outside Ned, John and Ethan, a situation that was going to change in the coming month.

This meeting was going to be the first time that John had found himself with Earnest and William since they had been intimate with his wife, and John saw it as a good time to talk, but first, they had two lorries to unload.

After greeting the two older men and wishing Earnest a happy birthday—he had turned sixty-five yesterday—John showed the lorry driver where to park. With Ned’s arrival, John jumped into a forklift and began to unload the furniture, which would eventually find its way into the two greenhouses as soon as they were finished.

With the second lorry arriving not long later, it took the six men an hour and a half to unload both lorries, sort and store the expensive furniture, Earnest and William signing the delivery notes. Then, with the labourers returning to Slade Farm and Ned leaving them to work on the gardens, John found himself alone with the two older men. And, though friends, having known one another for seven years, there was a sudden awkwardness in the air.

All three men felt it. They knew they had to talk, and it was William who suggested that they relocate to Rose Cottage, as they had a lot to discuss.

“I'd better phone the office,” John announced as he tried to impress by producing his mobile phone, better known to the Joneses as the brick. He proudly showed the new technology to Earnest and William, who seemed to be anything but amazed, especially when John went to dial the number and found, once again, that there was no phone signal.

“Use the phone in Rose Cottage,” Earnest suggested, smiling.

“Mr Jones, you can tell your office that you are negotiating another sales contract,” William coolly added, unmoved, although his slightly younger friend chuckled.

A little later, and after John had called the office, the three men found themselves in the lounge. In front of them on the coffee table was a tray with three cups, a teapot full of Yorkshire Tea, and a plate full of chocolate digestive biscuits.

Unknown to John, he was sitting in the same armchair that his wife had been fucked in by both men. Once again it was William who broke the ice and opened the conversation… Surprisingly, he apologised for what happened, Earnest backing up his older friend's every word.

John listened, his emotions in check. He had come to terms with the fact that his wife had allowed Earnest and William to have sex with her but struggled with the fact that they had broken a promise. Though he had forgiven JJ, John had lost trust in the two older men and wondered if that could be built up again.

However, he didn’t want to act impulsively. Janet was right; the inheritance offer was extremely generous, unique, and certainly life-changing. He knew he had to listen, despite his reservations.

Taking turns, Earnest and William recounted to John what they had told his wife. The two main issues were that they were not allowed to sell Somertyn Manor, and, quite simply, neither of them had any relations to leave the estate to.

Although with Mr Jones, they gave one extra reason behind their thinking…

As John was a local man, and Janet clearly loved the manor house, Earnest and William felt that they would be leaving it in safe hands. That, between them, they would soon acquire all the skills needed to manage the estate.

John hadn’t thought of that… Could he see himself being Lord of the manor?

With the tea drunk and half the chocolate digestives eaten, John explained his concerns about the prospective arrangement, and he laid down his three conditions, which were the following.

1) He would not be having a vasectomy.

2) For now, Janet would be staying as a Grade Three domestic, and she would only move up to a Grade Four when he was ready and gave her permission. And as for his wife moving up to a Grade Five domestic, John told Earnest and William that would only happen when all the legal documents had been signed, and the Will was in place…

It would only be then that they would be allowed to start having sex while his wife looked to become fertile again. John told the two older men that he now needed that amount of control.

His final condition was a simple one…

3) Janet has to be one hundred per cent behind the idea of carrying Earnest's or William’s baby. If my wife hesitates at any point, the deal would be off.

Although John was far from being comfortable with the thought of Janet having someone else's child, the three of them shook hands, and he told Earnest and William that they would let them know for certain next Monday morning… on April Fools’ Day.

John drove the short distance home, his mind now too jumbled and confused to go to work. He urgently needed to chat with his wife, talk about their future together, the prospective inheritance, and, once again, the rules of their hotwife game.

He knew that between them, they had to get this right.

*****

With the sun now high in the sky and lunch not so far away, John pulled into his front drive and noticed Richard’s Porsche parked in the drive next door. While there was nothing unusual about that, it did make him think of JJ and the much-talked-about fake affair with their neighbour.

So John chose to sneak in, hoping to see them together, and saw something unexpected and almost as exciting. Janet was wearing her tight denim shorts and bent over, her head deep in the oven as she cleaned it.

With a smile on his face, John chose to take a moment and admire his wife’s firm bottom, which was pointing his way, before announcing his presence.

“Are you trying to gas yourself?” John suggested. He then took a couple of steps closer, running his hand over his wife’s tight arse.

Janet giggled on hearing her husband and retorted, “It’s an electric cooker, and as you can see, I’m cleaning it!”

“Aren’t they self-cleaning?” It was an innocent question, John having read about such ovens.

Janet stood, her hands pulling him close into a cuddle, which was accompanied by a smile and then a little loving nudge from his wife, before she exclaimed, “Only because I clean it!”

“I was right then,” John retorted, smiling.

Janet smiled too, not wanting to argue, and kissed her husband. It was only when they broke apart that she asked John, “Why aren’t you at work?”

Not answering, and with a smile, John’s eyes took in what JJ was wearing: the skimpy denim shorts, the white top and the lack of a bra.

“Well, JJ, you dressed as if you were expecting me!”

Janet annoyingly blushed, and her embarrassment deepened when John looked out of the window at a fresh line of washing hanging on the line.

“It’s a good drying day,” Janet remarked defensively, still blushing, which irritated her.

“So, how is Richard?"

“He is fine!”

John gave his wife a knowing smile.

“He said the house extension plans are coming along nicely, and we will need to go over them once again at the weekend – just the finer details.”

Her husband’s smile turned into a grin.

“We just flirted, John…

“And you gave me permission!”

His grin widened; he was enjoying the moment.

“I told you nothing was going to happen with Richard until we know where we are with Earnest and William and Somertyn Manor.”

John kissed Janet to stop her embarrassment at being caught; he liked having a naughty, sexually liberated wife, but he knew that they needed to talk a little later about their future—just not yet.

He gently turned his wife around, her rear once again facing him. JJ placed her hands flat on the round kitchen table.

“John!”

“JJ, I need you… We have not fucked in the kitchen since Jenna was born.”

“But Richard might come around… He will see!”

"And?"

John unfastened Janet’s tiny denim shorts, pulling them down.

It surprised him that his wife was not wearing any underwear. However, that did not surprise him as much as the inserted metal butt plug that glinted between JJ’s bottom cheeks. Janet stepped out of the shorts and resumed her position, JJ’s bare arse and pussy facing her husband.

“I see you prepared in case Richard wants to join us!” John exclaimed, enjoying the moment, though he knew that he was far from ready for that experience.

On hearing her husband’s comment, Janet, annoyingly, blushed again. She just could not help it, and it was something that irritated her. Especially as John was very well aware of the fact and occasionally played on it.

“After we have fucked, we are going to talk about Somertyn Manor,” John stated confidently, though inside he was still deeply unsure. “That is why I came home, although the truth is, this is more fun, knowing your wife likes to, in private, act like a slut.”

It was true that John was enjoying having a wife who was willing to drop her knickers. It was the possible Somertyn Manor inheritance that was constantly bothering him.

Janet was surprised by what John had just called her – a slut – though she knew it was true; the word didn't really bother her.

John seemed to be acting more confidently, and she wasn’t sure that she liked it. She thought, “Wasn’t her husband’s role to support her, to give her someone to cuddle and love?”

He continued, “As I have mentioned in the past, as far as I’m concerned, you can start fucking Richard whenever you want; just remember the photos, videos and anything else."

“I know, John.”

“However, I have decided that you need to tell me before you actually start having sex with our neighbour, as I haven’t got the energy to keep guessing. I just need to know. Flirting and anything else are fine; it's just the fucking.

“JJ, take your top off too; I want you fully naked.”

Janet did as requested and turned her head to look at her husband. He looked no different as he stripped off all his clothes, and yet he was sounding and acting differently. She sensed it and made a note to mention it in the ensuing Somertyn Manor conversation.

John once again took in JJ’s beauty, her bottom there to be taken, and her pussy wet and slightly open as she leant forward to completely expose herself to her husband.

Now naked, John guided his cock into his wife's cunt. He had never fucked his wife with a butt plug still in place. It felt different, tighter, and he imagined it would be like fucking someone else. However, this time, he wisely had the sense not to mention it.

JJ groaned, enjoying the new sensation. She had only fucked herself with a dildo with a butt plug inserted, but this felt different, arousing. She closed her eyes and imagined that she was taking two men at once.

They slowly fucked, each stroke steady and mutually rewarding. The thought of Richard watching them was not completely gone, the kitchen door and its clear glass window just a few feet from them. He only needed to walk through the gap in the fence.

“You love it from the rear?” John knowingly suggested as he continued to slowly fuck his wife.

“You know I do; push the butt plug back and forth – fuck me with it.”

John did as asked, realising that JJ was now dreaming that she was being fucked by two men and that it would not be long before she experienced the real thing with Hugh.

He picked up the pace and grunted, “Do you want me to phone our neighbour?”

“No… John, I’m not ready… and neither are you!”

Her husband knew the second part was true, but the first part had caught him off guard. He began to waver, struggling to assert himself; it simply wasn't his natural demeanour.

JJ started to squirm and moan louder. “That feels good,” she cried out.

Her husband picked up the pace and then slapped his wife’s arse three times before repeating the act on her other bottom cheek. Then, sensing his JJ was close, John pulled the butt plug out, leaving her arsehole gaping and needy.

Without a word, John eased his cock into Janet’s back passage, neatly plugging her rear hole.

“Take my cock, my slutty wife,” he grunted, almost surprising himself with what he just said.

This was a different type of sex, one that did not come naturally to him.

“Oh… yes,” JJ cried out, her fingers now in her wet folds as her husband fucked her arse. Though Janet was enjoying her midday fuck, she was surprised that John was taking her that way.

It was all too much as an orgasm overtook JJ; her cries were of sexual pleasure, although deep inside she wondered why her husband was acting so forcefully – that was not him.

John grunted and came into Janet’s bowels. It was only the second time that he had ever done it that way, and now he wondered quite what had overcome him. He knew that he had to apologise for not asking first.

The Joneses briefly lay there before Janet grabbed her clothes and ran upstairs, only saying that she needed a shower.

John replied that he would be up in a minute. He needed a few moments to understand what had just happened and why he had not enjoyed the sex as much as normal.

Then, with a sigh, he followed JJ and slowly trudged up the stairs.

“I’m sorry,” John softly stated after they had both showered. “When it comes to sex, I can’t be the man you want. It does not come naturally to be assertive when I make love to you.”

Janet stared directly into her husband’s green eyes and whispered. “John, you are a perfect lover, my husband, and my best friend… I don’t want you to be someone you are not, someone who is different to the man whom I married.”

Still naked, JJ wrapped her arms around John and gave him a loving cuddle as she continued to reassure him and speak; every word was warm and came directly from the heart.

“Just because occasionally I may find myself wanting to be submissive to a lover doesn’t mean I want the only man I will ever love to be assertive when we have sex.” She kissed him and affectionately added, "I want you to be you, John, and no one else."

Her husband smiled and tenderly replied, “So, you don’t mind that I like to watch you; that it’s not natural for me to act aggressively toward you when we fuck?”

“I want you to be there for me, John, my safety net… I need you to be the person who still loves me even when I choose to do something that you find hard to deal with.” Though unsaid, they both knew that Janet was talking about conceiving another baby – this one with Earnest and William.

They broke from their cuddle and, still naked and holding hands, sat on their marital bed.

John spoke softly, going over his morning and then relaying the three points that he had agreed with Earnest and William. His words were faint, yet heart-wrenching. Janet knew that, though her husband was a special man, his agreeing to his wife carrying another man's child was the hardest thing he would ever have to do.

As she listened to her husband, JJ tenderly squeezed his hand. She wanted to kiss him, to break the flow of his caring words, but all that she could manage was a single tear. Janet knew she had to do what was best for her family, and hopefully that would include her husband.

Once John had finished, JJ softly whispered, “I don’t want you to have a vasectomy either, and I only want to be the domestic grade that you are comfortable with me being.

“As for point three, I will always have reservations about trying to have a baby with a man who is not you, John… You are the man I fell in love with and the man I am married to.”

“So, you are not going to do it?” Her husband asked, his voice a little more chirpy.

“John… We need to take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the sake of the rest of our family. It’s not like we don’t already have an open marriage, and there is a possibility that the baby may never happen… Remember the nurse told me, sterilisation reversals are at best only eighty per cent successful.”

“JJ, that’s a high percentage!”

“I know.” JJ’s reply was almost a sigh.

“Maybe I could get you pregnant…”

“John, that’s what I want…” Janet's voice was enthusiastic but tailed off as she carefully stated. “But both our children have your green eyes, unlike Earnest and William. If we want it to happen, we need to play their game by the book. That is, if we want to eventually own Somertyn Manor and the estate that goes with it.”

Janet smiled and playfully suggested, “Just think you will own your tractor!”

It was the sort of remark that her husband would have said. However, Janet’s comment fell flat as John failed to see his wife’s humour; his face remained solemn and unmoved, his mind thinking it was time to tell his wife.

JJ continued… “Look, I promise to tell you if I get intimate with Richard, but for now I'd rather enjoy just teasing and flirting with him, just like I did early today.”

“What happened?” John asked, suddenly interested.

“I was just about to hang the washing on the line when I saw Richard in his garden, and I thought I'd have a little fun. So, I removed my top and bra – I was already in my denim shorts – and went out to hang the washing on the line, topless.”

Janet giggled. “That caught his attention.”   

“I bet it did!”

“John, he just watched me, which got me hot… There was no touching, and our only conversation was him asking me if you had agreed to our fake affair – I lied and told him no; that he needed to be patient. And, as I have already mentioned, he has our extension plans nearly finished for us to go over.”

Then, with a heavy sigh, JJ changed the subject and returned to Somertyn Manor. She explained that she wanted to see this through and for John to accept that until she got pregnant, their marriage was going to be more open than they ever thought it would be, even in their wildest dreams.

That she would carry on working as a Grade Three domestic and only move up the Grades when John gave his permission; that there would be no more cheating with Earnest and William. However, Janet felt that she should move up to a Grade Four domestic sooner rather than later – maybe for William’s upcoming birthday party. She once again explained that being a Grade Four domestic would at least give her some sexual relief – that it would help her stay within their rules.

Somewhat reluctantly, John agreed to seriously consider it.

Janet also suggested that they should continue playing their hotwife game as long as they were both enjoying it and were currently able to do so. They should focus on that and, for now, spend less time with Earnest and William.

Her husband more readily agreed to that and then added something JJ wasn’t expecting.

Somewhat forcefully, he stated, “Janet, I have now decided what your punishment will be for breaking the rules.”

The topic had been simmering in the background ever since JJ’s indiscretion, John having found it difficult to come up with the right punishment at the time.

“I thought you had forgiven me,” JJ softly whispered, expecting the worst.

“I have, Janet… But you still need to be punished, and this one you're not going to like.”

Janet's face turned cold, and she guessed what it was. “You want to be with another woman?”

“For now, a threesome, JJ… You, me and another lady, still to be agreed upon. She has to be attractive, though, and very bi, as I want to see her go down on you.”

Janet turned away, tears welling up in her eyes. She didn’t have a problem with the suggestion of her being with another female – but the very idea of seeing her husband with another woman cut her to the core.

She turned away from John, trying to find her composure, tears now running down her cheeks, angry thoughts tumbling around in her head. However, deep inside she knew she had to give something. She had crossed a line – she had cheated. 

Turning back towards John, she insinuated, with a hint of menace in her voice, “Are you suggesting totally opening up our marriage?

“Was this something you wanted to do all this time?”

John hesitated and thought, “Things are different now since what happened at Somertyn Manor with Earnest and William. He now wanted to open up their marriage to include him.”

However, he knew that he couldn’t just say that and keep playing their hotwife game, as JJ would shut it down. So treading lightly, he said, “No, Janet… One indiscretion equals one time with another woman—unless you want me to do it more than once, as you might not find the experience as awful as you expect.”

Janet huffed, “Are you still trying to be assertive with me?”

“No, JJ… I’m just playing fair, and more importantly, teaching you a lesson about keeping to the rules.”

“Is that what you want?” Janet’s voice trailed away, her eyes red, tears forming.

John didn’t bother to answer; there simply was no point, as this was what he now wanted. However, he knew they had reached a critical point, and it was Janet’s decision whether they were going to carry on. Though unsaid, they both knew if she said no, the hotwife game was going to come to an abrupt end, and so was the possibility of gaining the Somertyn Estate inheritance.

"Okay, but only the once!” JJ eventually replied, tearfully.

John agreed. Although he thought, "There were two indiscretions but little steps – that would come up another time.”

For John, the main priority of the hotwife game had been to keep Janet happy – to bring the JJ part of her personality to the fore. However, the cheating with Earnest and William, the revelation of the inheritance and, above all, carrying someone else’s baby had got him thinking – he needed more out of their hotwife game.

They just sat there holding one another, needing each other, knowing that their love and their marriage were still strong, though they didn’t know where it was heading.

A little later, neither knowing how much time had passed, Janet announced that she would wait a full year after signing the ‘Memorandum of Understanding' before looking to reverse her sterilisation.

John did not say anything, so JJ added, “Of course, when that is done, she would have to be exclusive to Earnest and William.” After saying it, she looked at her husband and added with a lopsided grin, “Or we need to be very careful."

It was the first sign that Janet was starting to come to terms with the new change in their hotwife game – that John was going to have the chance to fuck another woman, and see JJ having sex with another female.

The heavy, life-changing conversation was over. Janet climbed on top of her husband and made love to him. Their minds were not really on the sex, but they needed each other; they needed the intimacy.

It was a few days later, on the morning of April 1st, that John phoned Earnest and William, agreeing to the arrangement, and that afternoon, under the eyes of their solicitor, Mr and Mrs Jones signed the NDAs and the "Memorandum of Understanding".

As they left the solicitor’s office, John turned to his wife and quietly stated, “I hope we have not just become April fools!”

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.