"Now," he grinned weakly.
"No… we can wait a while, and anyway we have the whole weekend long, we can arrange some little excursion or something. Would you like that lover," Julie smiled lewdly.
"You know I would Julie, as long as Janet doesn't get hurt."
"Oh, we'll be very careful about Janet. Maybe she'll open up a little too, who knows," she smiled mischievously as she thought of her husband, whispering inwardly to herself. If Gary can't melt her, no-one can!
CHAPTER FOUR
Janet Howard wasn't exactly sure what was happening that she didn't know about, but something was. Gary Spencer had been very attentive to her the first night, taken her out to see the moon set, even put his arm around her, until she had edged away sharply, but now… she was alone. It was the second time she had been left alone and she didn't like it.
Julie Spencer and her husband Bob seemed to be hitting it off just right. She liked to play tennis, so did Bob, Janet hated tennis. She liked to sail, so did Bob, Janet hated sailing. Gary had some business to take care of in the house, it was the maid's day off and suddenly Janet found herself once again alone.
The sun was shining however and so she took advantage of the day and the sun's rays. One thing Janet did like was to be brown as a berry. Now stretched out sexily in her white bikini, her skin looked almost ebony… little did she know how seductive and alluring she looked, especially to Gary Spencer who could see her clearly from his study window. He could see Janet but she couldn't see him because of the willow tree between them but Gary could see just enough through the branches to know that he still desired Janet's hot little body, even though he knew she was a touch on the cool side he felt he could melt the ice a little. I'll just give her a little time, he decided.
Janet sipped her gin and tonic and sank back into the comfortable wicker chaise, relaxing into its soft pillows was the best thing she'd done for herself all day, she thought sleepily to herself. She felt the sun sinking into her body and she felt invigorated. She started to drift off and suddenly she found herself thinking about the previous evening in bed with Bob. It was the first time in months that he hadn't tried to fuck her, she couldn't understand it, it was so unlike him. He just didn't seem interested in her body at all. She found herself, even in bed and especially now feeling sexy. It was almost as if because he didn't want her, she wanted him.
She felt her nipples begin to respond to her lewd thoughts too and tiny rivulets of perspiration were beginning to gather under her arms and down the inside of the finely curling chestnut pubic hair nestling snugly between her legs. She pressed her legs together as if in an effort to quell the salacious feelings that were gathering there then realizing that this was only causing her to feel even more seductive she opened them. A little rush of air up her legs however increased her feelings even more. "Mmmmm!" she sighed as the air sent a small tingle of pleasure rippling through her loins. "Ah, now that feels good!"
Suddenly she knew what she wanted to do… no-one could see her, Gary was in the back of the house somewhere reading work lists or something. She wanted to be naked… naked in the sun, it really appealed to her. I can't imagine why I'm having such lewd thoughts, Janet mused to herself, but I haven't been having much fun this weekend, if being nude in the sun makes me happy, I don't see why I shouldn't indulge myself.
Funny how sexy I feel though, she thought. Janet wasn't used to such feelings, at least not in a long while. It was almost as if Bob's voracious appetite for sex hadn't allowed her to have one at all. He never gave her the chance to want him because he always wanted her first.
Janet tentatively slipped out of her bikini now, looking around furtively just to make sure no-one was looking and then she was free, completely naked and she felt wonderful. She felt the little bud of her clitoris quivering wildly as the air fully hit it and almost without thinking she let her hands roam freely over the swelling curves of her breasts down her tapering waist until they came to rest on the slightly rising mound of her naked vagina. Her fleecy chestnut pussy pulsed slowly with a rising moisture… her face glistened with the natural oils of her body and she caught her breath as her middle finger reached the prickly sensitive folds of her pussy. She felt a sharp thrill rush through her entire body now as the tender surface of her pussy was exposed to her quietly little manipulations. The feeling rose from her pink and coral pussy up across her trim little belly where it lingered before rising higher still to reach the taut protrusions of her breasts, large and ripe and melon-like.
Janet could hardly believe that she was touching herself this way, she hadn't done it since she was a little girl but she couldn't help but admit to herself that it felt good… really good.
"Ooooohhhhh…" she gasped as the deliciousness of the sensations caused by her fingers grew more and more acute. It was just like when she was a little girl only more acute. Her fingers slipped into the moistly moving crevice between the softly fringing outer pillows of her exposed cunt, sliding across the delicate hidden tissues of her genitalia. Across the jumbled screen of her mind flickered several different imagines… Bob, her husband… Gary Spencer… and then her fingers were rubbing, teasing, churning feverishly inside the ripeness of her vagina as she remembered how wicked she was being. She fell back onto the chaise now, her fingers never stopping their tender ministrations for one moment, deeper and deeper her fingers plunged into her hungry pussy, her long legs stretching out, scissoring back and forth as her orgasm came crashing down around her, battering around inside her then rushing out to meet her invading fingers. Giant sparks exploded inside her head and great waves of flashing colors blinded her vision as her vaginal walls contracted wildly around her slim tapering fingers still churning deep up inside her virgin pussy.
"Yessss… I say yessssss…" Janet hissed softly to herself as her body's pulsations slowed down, until she was merely undulating up and down on the chaise, her fingers still deeply imbedded inside her wetly moistened pussy. And as the wetness of her orgasm crept between her fingers, alternating hot and cold chills ran up and down her body as the moist fruits of cumming gushed forth in a steady stream of warmly seeping vaginal secretions. "Oooooooooooooooooh Hhhhhaaaaahhhhh…" she screamed out, now totally unaware that her cries could possibly be heard by Gary Spencer. She was beyond caring, now all she cared about was the climax she was experiencing, a feeling she had desperately needed for so long, cutting off from her husband so often she never experienced the fullness of orgasm and now as she rose and fell with her gently writhing body.
She could hardly believe that she had just masturbated and yet she didn't really feel guilty… she had enjoyed it too much to feel guilty. Serves Bob right for not fucking me properly, she groaned to herself, it's not my fault if he leaves me unsatisfied, I do my best.
Gary Spencer smiled broadly to himself as he watched Janet Howard thrashing up and down on the chaise in his garden, impaled on her own fingers.
"So, she is a hot little cunt, after all," he grinned lewdly. Whoever would have thought it. Well now, if that's the case then she'll get the treatment before the weekend is out, can't let that little number slip by me untried, that would never do. Besides, Julie is having so much fun with old Bob, I deserve a little too. Better watch out little Janet sexy pants, I'm on your case now, you won't get away from me easily… not easily at all!
CHAPTER FIVE
Janet Howard had removed her chaise to the far end of the garden, she had had enough of the sun now and wanted to lie in the shade and read. No-one can see me here, she mused to herself. I'm safe and sound, here all alone.