After her time sitting on the wooden bench at Somertyn Manor, Janet felt refreshed, and yet she still carried the uncertainty about what the future would bring. With the decision already made with John to push forward with the house extension, the biggest concern that remained was whether she should forget about the idea of having another child and add to their family. A couple of minutes later, Janet pulled up at “Rose C...

With the early March morning chill still lingering and the latest Billy Ocean song, “When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Get Going," playing on her Sony Walkman, Mrs Jones opened the Somertyn Manor front gate and then stepped onto the secluded grounds. She needed some private time to think, and for her, the manor gardens were the perfect place, even if the noise of the building's renovation occasionally broke through the...

“I heard there was another killing two nights ago, a poor lass over in Spitalfields,” Margaret loudly announced from her kiosk across the gangway at the match factory. The ladies who worked there had just started their morning shift. “The Leather Apron?” A woman questioned from further down the line. Her loud words brought a cry from the overseeing works foreman on the gantry above: "Keep it down, ladies.” Talking while a...

Despite the Joneses' recent improved financial position, Fish and Chips remained a rare treat, and much to the children’s consternation, the family ate it around the dining room table. Being a Saturday and therefore a late-to-bed night, they would have been much happier with it on their laps, sitting in front of the telly. However, Janet had insisted, and when it came to the running of the household, there was only one pe...

With her eyes flicking every few minutes towards the kitchen clock and anticipation building, Janet made sandwiches for the family lunch. Keeping her cardigan tightly buttoned up, she delivered them to her children in the lounge and reminded them to stay there while Richard measured up the house. Now on their own, Janet and John ate in the kitchen as they once again studied the house plans, which had been given to the Jon...

"Knock it in, Jason,” Mrs Jones roared as the ball whistled across the penalty area, her son just missing the connection to score his team’s first goal. It was Saturday morning, and with the other parents, Janet was standing beside the pitch, watching the Somertyn under-thirteens' football team playing a match. While Jenna, her daughter, played with her school friend in the children’s playground that was located just behi...

As he looked out of his Manchester hotel's fifth-floor window, Mr Jones felt restless. In the distance, he could see the snow-capped hills of the South Pennine moors. It reminded him of Somertyn Gardens and the freedom of his part-time job working there, one that he hoped would eventually become his permanent employment, but until then, he was stuck in this new company's senior sales role, travelling the length and breadt...

“JJ, as you know, you're way around Somertyn Manor. Please be a dear and see what’s happened to Ethan. We are going to need him here in half an hour.” So, wearing her white dressing gown and matching slippers, Janet left her husband to watch Anna and went in search of Ethan. She suspected that she would find him getting changed in the bathroom at the top of the stairs. It was the only room that had been opened on the firs...

“This is a clothes photoshoot, Anna,” Ms Morgan barked. “Now that we are wearing evening gowns, we need to show the material of the dresses flowing over the natural contours of our bodies.” Then, pointing towards Janet, Melisa more softly added, “Just follow what Mrs Jones is doing, as she seems to have no qualms about walking around the manor knickerless. “JJ, be a dear; show Anna how to wear an evening gown.” Janet smil...

While still feeling a little flushed from her earlier orgasm, Janet was shown the four locations of the photoshoots by Ms Morgan, and with the invitation to do so, the two ladies were now using each other’s first names. As they walked and talked, the older lady’s hand often drifted downwards to Mrs Jones’s welcoming bottom, giving it a little squeeze or a knowing pat. The experience now felt normal to JJ, and she accepted...

I had completed college and had my qualifications in child care. So now I just needed a job that utilised the qualifications that I had in order to get experience. I knew that jobs would be hard to find, but I kept persevering and looking, and then I found one that seemed ideal. A couple in Shipley were looking for an au pair to live in and look after their eight-month-old baby boy. One day off a week, on a Sunday, but th...

John intensely watched Ms Morgan’s hand as it guided JJ toward the library. As they walked towards the door, her hand slipped downwards. And by the time they had reached the library's door, her hand was nestling firmly on Janet's jean-clad bottom. With his cock throbbing, a slightly bewildered Mr Jones turned towards Earnest and William. John’s mind was still mulling over what he had just witnessed. He may have hoped, but...

It was a crisp but clear January morning as the Joneses strolled hand-in-hand up the hill toward Somertyn Manor, having just dropped their children off at John’s parents’ house. They were on the way to Janet’s photoshoot, the one she had agreed to do, when William called her last November. Since then, Janet had excitedly signed a contract to be one of the models, having never done anything quite like this before, although...

From the bedroom window, John looked out into the night's darkness. He watched as his wife stepped inside their neighbour's well-lit pool house. As she did so, his stomach churned a little with uncertainty, and yet, his cock was erect, crying out for attention. He was feeling his normal mixture of anxiety and sexual pleasure. Nevertheless, John was grateful that he had an excellent view, especially of the swimming pool's...