“What do you mean?” Janet questioned, astonished.

Her husband, John, had just told her that he had been offered a job at Somerton Manor. In contrast, her Grade Three Domestic position was on hold. It was information that Janet, or JJ, as her husband often called her, was still trying to digest.

Janet had been expecting to be offered her old job again, but at a higher grade. However, the position’s exact classification was something that still needed to be discussed with the Manors' owners, Earnest and William. But it now seemed that was not going to happen.

“So, why do Earnest and William keep advertising for the ‘Domestic’ position if it is not yet available?” Janet then asked, not understanding.

Then a crooked grin crept across her face, and she giggled.

“If you have a job, does that mean they have both turned gay during the past five years? Well, I guess after Friday night and Hugh, you might suddenly have that urge.”

Though disappointed, Janet was not missing the chance to tease her husband, although, like her, she knew that he was not bisexual.

John laughed at his wife’s suggestion, knowing that she was just teasing him.

However, he did plan to chat to his wife once again about last Friday night as soon as their two children were asleep. He felt that it was important. And for now, he could only discreetly clarify the details of his ten-minute phone conversation with Earnest and William.

So, in hushed tones, John explained that the reason her Grade Three Domestic position was not currently available was only down to unexpected repair work on Somertyn Manor. It was picked up during a recent structural survey they had commissioned for a few future alterations. When the builders carry out the work, Earnest and William will have moved to one of the farm's rented cottages.

“So, how come you've been offered a job there?” Janet tentatively questioned.

“I come to that in a minute, and just to be clear, it does not involve me wearing uniforms!”

“You will be naked then!” Janet exclaimed, now giggling. She was trying once again to get a rise from her husband.

John was not biting, not this time, as he needed to tell his wife something that he had been holding back for a couple of months.  

Quietly, John reassured JJ that it was not all disappointing news, as before the work starts, Earnest and William are going to host a thirtieth birthday party for you. They are also going to introduce us to the new project team.

“Team. Project!” Janet exclaimed and then added. “Are you talking about another Alice in Wonderland party… And, now that I think about it, how do they know it is my thirtieth birthday?”

John cringed at that last part. The number had accidentally slipped out of his mouth during the telephone conversation, and though it was only a number, turning thirty was something JJ seemed to be still struggling with, and he knew that he had to tread lightly.

He sheepishly replied, “They must have recalled it from when you worked there. After all, they remembered our daughter was starting school, so they placed the advertisement in the newsagent’s shop window.” This was, of course, a white lie.

Janet looked at her husband and then smiled, satisfied. “So, they were trying to get me back?”

“Yes,” John replied, knowing that part was true. “And the meal will be formal, a black tie event, and before you ask. They won’t tell me about the team or why they even need one, as they told me that I need to first sign an NDA. They also mentioned that by the time of the party, they will have had a chance to digest the six points which we made on the serviette, our list of conditions if you are going to work there as a Grade Three Domestic.”

It was the next part of what John had to say that concerned him the most, as he had been keeping what was happening at work away from his wife. However, this was the time to mention it…

John explained that the company where he was a manager wasn’t doing so well and that there was a chance next year that he might work short hours; hence, he might do some part-time work at Somertyn Manor, like gardening or carpentry, or watch his wife at work!

Janet smiled at that but didn’t nudge him, as she was obviously concerned, something her husband instantly picked up on.

To reassure her, John told Janet that it was unlikely to happen for a while, and even then, he would get plenty of notice, being the manager. He went on to suggest that perhaps he should think about changing jobs and that Earnest and William had promised him a role with their new project.

Without wanting to apply pressure on Janet to find work, he reassured her that he would let her know if anything changes, and… “She and the children must come first.”

Then, in the next breath, he returned to Somertyn Manor and excitedly stated, “And they're going to teach me to drive a tractor!”

It was a sentence that, in Janet’s mind, redefined the definition of children!

Later that night, Janet’s head was bobbing away, her luscious mouth trying its best to revive her husband’s cock after they had just had sex. Since being with Hugh, her libido had come alive.

She needed her husband to become aroused again and satisfy her sexual desires.

John just lay there, watching his JJ trying to resuscitate his dick. His testicles were telling him that they needed a rest after ejaculating seven times in the last forty-eight hours.

John absentmindedly thought, "Didn’t she know that I am two years over thirty?" His cock was taking its time to recover, Janet having already ridden him to one climax that night.

Since Friday’s special date, JJ had been insatiable. Currently, her blonde hair framed her alluring face, her deep blue eyes occasionally glanced in her husband’s direction, and her mouth was almost drooling over his cock.

John thought back to their honeymoon and the first time he grasped that his wife liked to flaunt her body. She had been happy to walk around in a skimpy white bikini in front of all the husbands and take her top off at the pool. He realised that he enjoyed watching her, although back then nothing had been said between the newly married couple. Their sexual wishes remained clandestine, their pleasures enjoyed in secret.

Of course, there had been numerous little things over the years, but it wasn’t until she worked at Somertyn Manor and wore those uniforms that things really got going. It was then that they started talking and opening up to one another. It had not only reinvigorated their sex life; it had also rejuvenated their marriage.

As he watched his wife, John smirked, “You look lovely with a cock in your mouth.”

“At least this one is yours!” was the unexpected retort from JJ.

John felt his manhood regaining its hardness, and he remembered back to Friday night. He guessed this wasn't the right time to mention it, but his mind could think of nothing else. He desired the answer to the prevalent question, his lips forming the words, while his mind tried to catch up.

“Do you want to see Hugh again?”

Janet’s eyes flicked towards her husband.

“Can’t you see I’m busy?” She spluttered, her jaw now aching, his cock almost there.

So far over the weekend, Janet had been non-committal about their experimentation with hotwifing. All she had mentioned to John was that she needed more time to think about it and that maybe she had enjoyed it a little too much.

In between bobs, JJ gurgled, “Emotions, John… If I see Hugh, I would need to see others so that I don’t get too attached.”

It was an innocent comment, yet she felt John's cock go stiff – the idea had turned him on.

Janet didn’t have a chance to say anything more because her husband rolled her onto her back and fucked her with a passion that had JJ’s toes curling.

It was only later, with their sexual desire for one another sated, that they talked.

Slowly and carefully, Janet explained that she would only seriously consider being a hotwife if John told her that he wanted her to be one. Janet felt that while it would be sexually exciting, it felt different, almost tawdry, in comparison to what she had been doing at Somertyn Manor. There, it had been all about the uniforms, enjoying the thrill of Earnest and William watching her as she teased them.

However, Janet accepted that if she took a Grade Three Domestic position, then the lines between working in that role and being a hotwife would become very blurry.

Her exact words on the subject were, “I can also see that it will not be long before Earnest and William will expect me to be more out of uniform than in one. Act like Earnest’s late wife, Marion. For now, let’s just tease one another while we digest what it all means for our marriage and our family time.” 

John agreed with his wife, and they decided between themselves that no decision would be made until her thirtieth birthday party at Somertyn Manor. Until that time, they would simply enjoy exploring around the edges of being a hotwife.

It was only then that Janet confessed that Hugh had asked her out three times in college after she broke up with Freddie. She then admitted that she was, back then, attracted to him and that she had only declined his advances because he was her ex-boyfriend's best friend. She told her husband that a third rule should be added to their ever-increasing hotwife list of instructions.

These were…

1) Tell her husband everything.

2) No man is to be married or attached.

And the new rule.

3) Don’t see the same guy more than three times. This excludes a few agreed exceptions, such as Hugh, who is a friend who fully understands the situation.

John chuckled as he thought of an important omission from the list – he needed to give JJ permission first!

So, he inserted that rule as number one and shifted all the others down a place. So they now had four rules, but it was far from clear to both John and Janet whether they would take the hotwife game any further than they had.

With John’s testicles a little tender, the married couple cuddled up in bed. As he lay there, he silently wondered about JJ’s recent lasciviousness and asked himself if he could keep up with his wife now that her sex drive had gone into overtime, especially as he was now on a week’s annual leave.

The holiday was planned to be family time, days out enjoying the warm August weather.

However, John need not have worried; apart from the odd JJ wink or playful nudge, the next week was all about being a family. There were days out at the zoo, the local theme park, and the one the couple enjoyed the most, the seaside. It was where John got to build giant sandcastles with Jason and Jenna, while JJ teased her husband by just watching them in her one-piece red swimsuit. It reminded him that he was indeed a lucky man.

September arrived, and their children went back to school. Their oldest, Jason, was now catching the school bus to the big school in the next town, while Janet walked Jenna to the local one, just like she used to do six years ago, before she started working at Somertyn Manor.

Their routine was re-established.

However, there were a few subtle changes. Janet’s underwear drawer was reorganised, the bikini panties pushed rearwards, and the scanty sets made their way to the front. It was not that JJ wore them every day – she liked comfort too… But to remind her that they were there, that she was a desirable woman who could please her husband and, according to Hugh, attract countless men. 

John built a lockable cabinet for their bedroom, which had drawers in it. The hotwife jewellery, JJ’s two adult toys, and the adult magazines, which had been hidden in the garage, went into it. It was Mr and Mrs Jones' safe place to keep their private things away from young prying eyes.

Then there was Janet’s trip to the nearest city, where she did a little bit of discreet research in the library to see if they had any books on being a hotwife. They didn’t. But while there, she did learn that you could permanently remove body hair, and she was astonished to find out that you could induce your breasts to start making milk again!

Leaving the library, she felt a sense of understated naughtiness. Janet knew she shouldn’t be doing this; she was a mother, a wife… and yet… She was the playful JJ – a woman who was nearly thirty and felt like she had partially missed out on her youth.

It had been with a giggle in her voice that she purchased a pair of discounted, light blue, ladies' stretch shorts. Janet knew that they were too indecently tight to wear in public, but she had another idea in mind. One she knew would both tease and keep her husband interested.

Janet’s final act on her city shopping trip was to nip into the local Ratner’s jewellery shop and purchase a couple of thin, feminine gold anklets. They were ones she could discreetly wear to entertain her husband and maybe… keep her pussy warm!  

The chance to surprise John materialised the very next weekend.

With the weather still warm and their children at the Saturday cinema matinee with their grandmother, Janet nipped upstairs. There she removed her jeans and her underwear and put on the tight shorts and one of the new thin gold anklets around her right ankle. It was not too intrusive, she thought. Lastly, she replaced her T-shirt with a dark blue crop top to show her well-toned stomach. It had been hard-won from all the hours she had put in their garage gym.

She glanced through the bedroom window to double-check that her husband was still working outside and, importantly, that their fit, slightly younger neighbour, Richard, was also out there. Being the end plot, his garden was several times larger than the Joneses’, and recently he had a swimming pool built with a roof which you could retract, although it was not yet commissioned.

With a smile, Janet returned downstairs, picked up the already loaded washing basket and slipped her flip-flops on. Then, checking that her shorts were moulded to her like a second skin, JJ walked confidently out into the back garden and started to hang up the washing on its line. She knew that she was showing more than normal, actually quite a lot, that the two men would soon notice her presence and that at least one of them would spot the thin gold anklet around her right ankle.

As she clipped each peg, she could feel her husband’s eyes on her, burning into her bottom. With a lopsided grin, she glanced his way, then warmly smiled and winked. She noticed that her husband’s eyes were like a puppy dog's waiting to be fed. Janet giggled to herself and bent over as she reached for the first item of clothing. It allowed her top to purposely fall away, her white bra for all to see, John’s eyes now feasting on her exposed body.

Janet giggled to herself, her bottom still pointing towards her husband, while her eyes flashed the neighbour’s way. She was just checking that she had caught Richard’s attention, too.

She had.

John had never seen the shorts before or the gold anklet. Gardening now wasn’t so relevant. His JJ was sending out a message… He watched his wife stretch up, her belly button coming into view.

With the washing on the line, Janet casually glanced Richard’s way and waved, “Hello.”

John knew it was his cue to make himself invisible, and he went over to his wife and whispered with a grin, “Don’t you have to wash the clothes before you hang them up!”

Janet smiled to herself, having been rumbled.

“I like your jewellery, too,” he added with a wink, and disappeared inside.

She knew he was going to watch, and in doing this, she was indirectly seducing her husband.

John stood in the kitchen, just behind the door, close but hidden from their next-door neighbours' views. As she leaned against the waist-high fence while talking to Richard, he took in his wife's body.

Starting at her feet, he noticed that the left foot was on tiptoes, flicking her black flip-flop back and forth, while her weight was on the right foot, the plain gold anklet hanging there.

His eyes travelled upwards, past her anklet, and along JJ’s tanned, shapely legs. John had never told his wife, but after her breasts, they were the second part of her body to catch the eye. John smiled as he remembered back to a conversation he had years ago, not long before they were married…

“So, John, what part of my body first attracted you?” She had asked as they cuddled up together.

His answer was the safe one, “Your personality!”

It had earned him a playful nudge, but had Janet laughing as she corrected him and said, “I thought it was my tits.”

“Personality is what we call boobs where I come from,” he had quickly quipped back, laughing…

Coming back to the present, John admired his wife’s flat stomach and then took in her large breasts—her large personality!

He smiled once again.

Then, Janet's long blonde hair caught the wind as she subconsciously flicked it behind her ear. John knew that was ‘a tell… His wife was attracted to their neighbour, and she was flirting with him. Then he thought, “Why wouldn’t his wife be interested in him?” He was single, tall, fit, handsome, wealthy, and a bloody good swimmer. He was also a player when it came to attracting good-looking women.

He had never had a steady girlfriend since he had moved in eight months ago, and now he was trying to discreetly see Janet’s figure.

Feeling aroused and needing his wife, John opened the kitchen door and shouted, “Janet, your mum is on the phone.”

“I've got to go, Richard; she lives in Australia.”

“Don’t forget you can use my pool anytime…” Richard called out as Mrs Jones went inside.

As she rounded the corner, her husband grabbed her and pushed her against the kitchen wall.

“So you’re my mother,” Janet giggled, knowing that her mum was unlikely to have called, as it was the middle of the night down under, and she never phoned outside of special occasions.

“You had enough fun; I need you.” His hand slipped down the front of JJ’s stretched shorts, his fingers finding her wet folds. 

She gasped and then giggled, “So you want me!”

Her hands were now undoing her husband’s jeans fly, releasing his engorged cock.

With urgency, Janet kicked off her shorts, and simultaneously, John dropped his trousers, his cock finding JJ’s silky wetness. They were hot and hungry for each other…

Buzz, buzz. It was the front door.

Their children were home!

Frustrated, he zipped up.

“Another time, Mrs Jones,” John suggested.

“Tonight, Mr Jones… And I’m holding you to that,” JJ retorted, scuttling up the stairs. Her new stretch shorts in her hand, her bare bottom smiling at him as she disappeared.

John answered the door, and two bundles of energy ran into the room, followed by a slightly wearier grandmother.

“A cup of tea?” John asked his mum.

“Please!”

They were back to family life, their hotwife game put on hold once again.

*****

With her birthday fast approaching, Janet had still not made up her mind about the Grade Three Domestic position at Somertyn Manor. All that the Joneses heard from Earnest and William was that the job was hers and they could discuss it privately at her party.

It was agreed that they would arrive an hour earlier than the other guests.

The biggest stumbling block to making the decision was that Janet didn’t want to make it. She wanted her husband to make it for her, which he absolutely refused to do. John stated that he could only get it wrong.

However, JJ used two other events to keep her husband on edge.

The first occasion was when Hugh called Janet to ask if she wanted to go on a date. He actually used the word date, which made JJ giggle, as she had never been asked on one since college, having been with John.

She turned Hugh down and told him that they were still thinking about getting back into the lifestyle, but if anything changed, he would be the first to know. Of course, the JJ part of her persona bubbled up when her husband got home. She needed to tease him…

So that night, when they were cuddling up in bed, Janet asked, “How far did you say I could go with Hugh?”

“I said, anything short of fucking,” John cautiously replied, knowing something was up, yet wanting to play along with his JJ.

This was their hotwife game.

“Does that apply to Richard, too? He asked me to come around for a coffee,” Janet giggled, knowing she had already turned him down as well. “He has also invited me for a private swim in his swimming pool when it is open.”  

John knew that the second part was true, as he had overheard him shouting it to his wife, although he didn’t know the context, as he only caught the last words.

“Would it excite you if I had a coffee and swim with Richard, had a date with Hugh… Though, of course, both men want more of a horizontal date with me.”

Janet rested her hand on her husband’s cock and was not surprised to find it semi-hard with the idea.  

She then teased, “Oh, I have just remembered. I would need your permission first. So, hubby, can I date Hugh? Wear a skimpy bikini in Richard’s swimming pool…”

Still in her hand, Janet felt John’s cock harden, and she straddled him. She liked this power over her husband, the ability to tease him to an erection. But she needed something else, and it was something a lot more important to her.

What she required was for her husband to tell her to become a hotwife and to work as a Grade Three Domestic. He had to be driving her, telling his JJ that was what she had to do. That she had his full permission because he was instructing her to do it.

Sliding his erection into her wet, needy pussy, she reminded him of that fact; his only response was to roll her onto her back and fuck her with all his energy, trying to make her see God.  

With the bed creaking for the second time that night, John was driven on by the idea, but refused to order Janet to become a hotwife. So, they fucked in a status quo position. JJ’s legs wrapped around her husband’s torso, his cock buried in her willing cunt.

“You know I need you to tell me what to do,” Janet gasped. She needed her husband to tell her to step over that marital line.

“JJ… It’s got to be your choice. I will support you if that’s what you want.”

“Don’t you want it too?” 

“Whatever you want, I will be there for you…” John gasped.

He was almost oblivious to his wife’s other needs as he ejaculated into his wife for the second time that night. John was exhausted, and he rolled over, then swiftly fell asleep.

It left Janet lying there, thinking… It seemed to her that it was going to be entirely her decision as to whether she returned to Somertyn Manor as a Grade Three Domestic…

*****

It was the evening of her birthday party, with Janet’s long green dress hanging from the picture rail. She was reminiscing as she stood there in front of her wardrobe holding the Alice in Wonderland dress. It was the only uniform she owned, having worn it on the last day that she worked for Earnest and William while heavily pregnant.

“Thinking of wearing that tonight?” John jested as he approached his wife, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a cuddle. “You have to take it in a bit if you are.”

Janet gingerly smiled. “That is something that I am planning to do, but I might struggle around the waist, as there is a lot of material to remove.”

John looked at the costume and moved his hands to cup his wife’s breasts. “You might have difficulty in removing the material in this area, too,” he quipped, never learning, “they were massive when you were pregnant.”

The comment earned him a playful nudge. JJ was grateful that her large boobs weren’t any bigger than they were on her slim frame.

“John, I was thinking about the Manor and whether I want to work there again.”

“But JJ, we have not yet received the answer to the points we raised… Shouldn’t you consider them first?”

“I thought about that, but does that really matter? We both know where it all leads.”

“So, JJ, you are saying that you have made your decision?”

“Yes, but it was not easy, John… You should have told me what you wanted me to do.”

“It has to be your decision, Janet… I have told you that!

“So what is it?”

Janet smiled… and then told her husband the answer.

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.