A Triangle Of Two Sides (closed)

Closed for Britwittch & I

OOC.
Jack Silverdale, 48 year old widow.
Jack is five foot ten, with dark hair, greying slightly at the temples.
He has brown eyes, and his good looks belie his age, he looks around 40, rather than nearer 50.
He goes to the Health Club twice a week, to swim, and has a personal trainer there, and a fitness programme.
Jack was in banking until the age of 45, when he took early retirement, after his father died. Jack`s father left everything to him, including a large house, which Jack sold, renabling him to retire early, and live off the proceeds of the house.
One month after retiring, Jack`s wife was diagnosed with a very virulent terminal cancer, and died three months later.

IC
While I was enjoying my early retirement, I did miss my wife Janine badly, it had been more than two years now, yet still I cried occasionally. That I suppose was why I decided to take in a student, and living in a seaside University town, there were many students seeking accomodation.
Mark he was called, from London, he had been with me now since January, and things had gone really well. He had his own room, with a double bed, en suite too it was. We shared the TV when he was home at night, which was not very often though. He had secured a job as a barman, in town.

Most of the students had gone home for the summer recess, but not Mark, he was an orphan he said, and was using the summer to build his bank account. As an ex-banker, I appreciated this, the fact that he was thinking about his future, and not just the next day.

Then, about three weeks ago, he asked if I would allow his girlfriend to move in, Jennifer was her name he said, though most called her Jen for short. I saw her a couple of times with him, smallish girl, well rounded yet slim, with nice hair. At least he had asked me, that was good of him, and it would be nice to have a female voice here again. I had been so lonely in the silence here before Mark came. I gave my approval, and as he was a student, and I was not exactly broke, so I kept his rent at the same rate. He said she would be moving in shortly, after thanking me profusely.

OOC: Jennifer Bates, 22 year old girlfriend of Mark 24.
Jennifer is 5'6, slim with large breasts for her size and a well rounded behind, dark brown hair falling to her shoulders with a slight fringe that regularly falls into her green eyes.
Jennifer is taking a year out of her studies, training to be a nurse, to spend time with Mark as her next year will take her away on placement, and could be at the other end of the country.

IC:

I leant out of the window of the taxi slightly as it left the station and headed for my final destination. If I was honest, the offer to move in with Mark couldn't come at a better time. Staying with my parents was really starting to get on my nerves, having lived away at University for the last few years, I felt I lost my hard earned independence whenever I want home. Having to explain where I went, when I'd be back, who I was going with...all very frustrating.

Mark had explained to me that the man whose house it was seemed 'cool' enough and that he was sure we'd get on. I'd seen him once or twice on my weekend visits to see Mark and he seemed nice enough, always said 'Hello'.

The taxi pulled up outside the house and, after struggling with my case for a moment, I stood on the pavement looking up at my new 'home'. Mark had been coming to meet me but his boss had rung with the possibility of an extra shift and he'd taken it. I didn't really mind, not too much. Telling him laughingly on the phone that taking me out for a nice meal when I got there would make up for it. He had laughed back, promising he would when he got a night off and assured me that Mr Silverdale, Jack, would be there to let me in.

Taking a slightly nervous breath and smoothing my hair, always good to make a good impression I reasoned, I dragged my case up to the front door and rang the bell. Biting my lower lip slightly as I waited for it to be opened.

I was watching the cricket on the big TV when the bell rang, and I suddenly realised that I had forgotten that my new houseguest was arriving today. Moving quickly, I made my way to the door, opening it to see a quite beautiful young lady standing there, with a rather large suitcase.
I held out my hand and spoke to her.

"Ah yes, Jennifer I believe, althoug Mark tells me you prefer to be called Jen, welcome my dear. You step inside, and I will bring the case."

I moved aside, allowing her to pass me, before retreiving her case. I pointed her too the staircase.

"Up there my dear, the second door on the left."

I followed her up the stairs, noticing first her lovely hair, hanging over her shoulders, and then the subtle way that her bottom moved when she walked. Quickly dismissing such thoughts, I concentrated on carrying the suitcase. The door was open to Mark`s room, now her room also, and I followewd her inside, before placing the case on the bed.

"Now then Jen, I am not sure when Mark will be back, but you just make yourself comfortable. That door there leads to the en suite bathroom, there is a shower in there if you need one.All the rooms are en suite I am pleased to say, if nothing else, it saves queueing to use the bathroom in a morning eh?"

She smile dhesitantly I thought, at my little joke.

"Make yourself at home Jen, I will be downstairs in the lounge if you want anything. When you do come down, i wil show you the kitchen, and where everything is. Mark, and now you also, have full use of it, and the TV too, if you want to watch it that is? So there you have it Jen, I will see you later no doubt."[/i

I smiled as I left her, for she was exceedingly pretty, and now I really was looking forward to having her around my home.

"Ah yes, Jennifer I believe, althoug Mark tells me you prefer to be called Jen, welcome my dear. You step inside, and I will bring the case."

I smiled and shook his hand gently as he welcomed me inside, noticing how he immediately moved to pick up my case for me. I smiled a little wider, and they said gentlemen were a dying breed.
"You don't have to do that..." I started softly but he waved my words aside with a smile and a gesture towards the stairs.

Following his instructions I headed up the stairs and into the second doorway on the left. The room was light and airy, a lot bigger than I was expecting and my eyes nearly popped at the mention of an en-suite. I'd never known an en-suite in any student home I'd ever stayed in, or that Mark had either. But then again, this wasn't a student house, this was a home. And I had to admit I liked the feeling of the place, I liked it a lot. I realised that while I was taking in my new surroundings my host was talking to me still and I quickly turned around, catching the end of what I hoped was a joke as I smiled tentatively.

"Make yourself at home Jen, I will be downstairs in the lounge if you want anything. When you do come down, i wil show you the kitchen, and where everything is. Mark, and now you also, have full use of it, and the TV too, if you want to watch it that is? So there you have it Jen, I will see you later no doubt."

"Thank you so much for letting me stay like this," I said softly, meeting his warm brown eyes properly for the first time. A little surprised at the sparkle she saw there. "I know you're not charging Mark any extra for it, which is very kind of you," I moved my eyes downwards a little, almost embarassed. "I'd love to see more of this place, I'll just unpack a few things and then will come down..." I finished more brightly, with another warm smile.

He nodded slightly, smiled back and left. Mark was right, he was a really nice guy. Sighing at just how lucky I felt to have somewhere as nice as this to call home for a while I moved over to my case and opened it. Hanging my clothes in the wardrobe, and placing underwear in one of the drawers that Mark had left empty for me. Moving through to the lovely en-suite bathroom with my toiletries, I ran my brush through my hair and checked my appearance in the mirror, straightening my top and adjusting my jeans before heading out of the bathroom and down the stairs.

I reached the bottom and looked around, listening for where he might have gone. Following the sounds of the TV I headed into the sitting room and poked my head around the door, smiling brightly once again.
"Hope I'm not interrupting..."

(OOC: I'm off on a week's holiday tomorrow with Mr Britwitch to sunny Espana so won't be posting until I get back...although I then fly back to Finland (where I work) a couple of days after we get back so it might not be until then...looking forward to playing some more when I'm back online )

"Hope I'm not interrupting..."

I turned to look at her, quickly standing up, and smiling.

"Jen my dear, the day when I dont want to be interrupted by someone as pretty as yourself, is a long way off, a very long way.
Please, take a seat, and let me explain a couple of things to you."

I waited a few moments, while she sat on the edge of the couch,m looking a little nervous still.

"I know you have a TV linked to SKy in your room, but if you want to watch anything special, on the plasma screen in here, just ask my dear. If possible, I will accomodate you. And if you require internet access, the computer in the corner is connected via broadband. Both hotmail and yahoo are installed, so feel free to use that also.
Now what else is there? Oh yes, the pool, feel free to use it, and dont be shy at all, we are not overlooked by anyone, so there will be no peeping toms to worry about, of that I am certain. One rule though, dont come into the house wet please, there is a changing room with a shower by the pool.

Now then my dear, tell Jack a little about yourself, and yes, please call me Jack, there are no formalities here at all Jen."

I smiled at her, as I waited for her response.

"Jen my dear, the day when I dont want to be interrupted by someone as pretty as yourself, is a long way off, a very long way.
Please, take a seat, and let me explain a couple of things to you."

As I moved to sit down on the couch, I felt myself blushing a little at his compliment, a little surprised at myself for reacting in such a way. During my previous nursing placements I'd heard comments like that day in and day out from the patients in my care, and they never affected me. I just smiled and carried on with my duties. Trying not to think too much about it I smiled and listened as he began to talk.

"I know you have a TV linked to SKy in your room, but if you want to watch anything special, on the plasma screen in here, just ask my dear. If possible, I will accomodate you. And if you require internet access, the computer in the corner is connected via broadband. Both hotmail and yahoo are installed, so feel free to use that also.
Now what else is there? Oh yes, the pool, feel free to use it, and dont be shy at all, we are not overlooked by anyone, so there will be no peeping toms to worry about, of that I am certain. One rule though, dont come into the house wet please, there is a changing room with a shower by the pool."

I felt my eyes pop at the mention of the swimming pool. This was getting further and further away from anything I could have imagined myself to be living in and I couldn't help but smile widely at the thought of being able to go for a swim every day.

"Now then my dear, tell Jack a little about yourself, and yes, please call me Jack, there are no formalities here at all Jen."

I licked my lower lip and smiled, pushing some of my hair behind my ear before replying,
"Well, Jack, I don't know how much Mark has told you about me, or what you want to know, but...erm...let's see, I'm training to be a nurse at the moment, although I'm taking a year out between placements to spend time with Mark, hence my need to move in here...I like reading and listening to most music, I sing too when I get the chance," I added a little shyly, "I love pasta and anything with chocolate in it," I winked "Thunderstorms are my favourite kind of weather and I think that anchovies are the work of Satan!" I finished with a laugh, before suddenly hoping that he hadn't found my last few words a little on the childish side.

Ah yes my dear, thunderstorms, the awesome power of nature, in all of its majestic glory. I could watch them for hours, and have many times tried to photograph lightning, sadly without success I have to say.
Anchovies! enough said my dear, we shall not mention them again.
I have to go out soon, just for a while, and you must consider this place your home. Feel free to venture wherever you wish to Jen. I assure you that I am not a strict landlord, indeed some would say that I am too liberal, but that is their problem, not mine. And I must say that mark is a lucky man, having a girlfriend as lovely as you Jen."

I smiled at her, as I got up, and moved away, regretting now the appointment that I realy had to keep. And I had meant every word about Mark being lucky, were I a few years younger...., ah well, I can dream.
I picked up the keys to the Merc.

"I will be about an hour or so Jen, so please relax, and make yourself comfy here."

"Ah yes my dear, thunderstorms, the awesome power of nature, in all of its majestic glory. I could watch them for hours, and have many times tried to photograph lightning, sadly without success I have to say.
Anchovies! enough said my dear, we shall not mention them again.
I have to go out soon, just for a while, and you must consider this place your home. Feel free to venture wherever you wish to Jen. I assure you that I am not a strict landlord, indeed some would say that I am too liberal, but that is their problem, not mine. And I must say that mark is a lucky man, having a girlfriend as lovely as you Jen."

I could my cheeks blushing yet again at his softly spoken compliment.
"I think I'll do some more unpacking and have a look around...if that's ok? And maybe try out the pool..." I added with a grin.

"I will be about an hour or so Jen, so please relax, and make yourself comfy here."

"I will, Jack, and thanks again...this really does mean a lot..." I walked to the door and waved lightly as he left.
Standing still for a moment I looked around the tastefully decorated living room before turning off the TV and heading back upstairs.

I unpacked the rest of my belongings and pushed the now empty case under the bed. Humming slightly I walked out of the bedroom and glanced along the landing.
Guessing that the other door must lead into Jack's bedroom I fought the urge to stick my head through the door. Biting my lip I made myself walk past the door and back down the stairs. Cursing my innate curiosity as I walked around the ground floor of the house. The dining room was large and airy, the kitchen well equipped and again, another large space. Heading out of the door in the kitchen I found myself in a courtyard behind the house. A table with chairs and a parasol was on the patio and a small outbuilding to oneside contained a shower and a modest changing room. In the centre of the courtyard was a large swimming pool, it looked quite deep at it's deepest point and the azure water was more than a little tempting.
'Well...Jack did say to make myself comfortable...and that water looks more than comfortable...' I thought before heading up to the bedroom and searching through the drawer for my swimming costume.

Picking out the one that came to hand first, I slipped out of my clothes and pulled on the deep purple suit. It was almost completely backless, with a halter style front. The neckline curved down low enough to show more than a little of my cleavage and the suit showed off my delicate curves perfectly. It was one of Mark's favourites.

Grabbing a towel and a sarong I headed back down and after throwing the towel and sarong over the back of one of the chairs, I dove into the cool water.
Surfacing after spending a few minutes slowly swimming under the water.
Sighing with pure relaxation I held onto the side of the pool for a little while, looking around the courtyard, noticing the ivy that was creeping around the outhouse and up the wall of the house. Taking in the small potted plants that brightened up the space.
Drifting out into the middle of the pool I floated on my back, squinting up against the bright sky above.

I didn't know how long I floated there, revelling in the feeling of the cool water caressing my skin, my dark hair fanning out around my head.
But after a while I noticed clouds beginning to cover the sky and the air cooled a little. Diving back under the surface I swam a few lengths before lifting myself out of the water.

Grabbing my towel and rubbing down my dripping skin I swore under my breath
as I realised I'd forgotten to bring clothes to change into. Jack had asked that I didn't come into the house wet and I didn't fansy sitting out here until I dried off. The clouds were covering more and more of the sky by the minute and a cool breeze had picked up from somewhere.

Slipping into the changing room I peeled off the soaking wet costume and rang it out as much as I could, drying myself off and wrapping the towel around me tightly, biting my lip as I caught sight of myself in the mirror hanging on the wall. It barely covered my behind and having wound it so tightly around myself had only served to emphasise my cleavage. 'Oh well...it wasn't as if it was a look I was planning on wearing often' I reasoned. I wrapped the costume in the sarong I headed back inside, almost skipping to try and get there quicker. I had just grabbed hold of the bottom of the bannister to pull myself around up the stairs when the front door began to open in front of me.

I took my time, wanting to give Jen the opportunity to get to know my house, and to settle in. After meeting with the bank manager, to discuss my investments, I also went to the library. Not that I wanted something to read, I just browsed the books, spending a little time in the reference section, looking at local history.

I was in a good mood, a very good mood, for having a woman in the house again excited me. Female laughter, and beauty, had been absent for far too long, and Jen was certainly beautiful, with a delightful body. So much so that I could feel a stirring in my loins, as the saying goes, although I was not sure how I would address such a problem, apart from self gratification of course.

There had not been a woman in my bed since Janine died, oh there had been hints dropped, by various friends, and one or two ex clients, but I had resisted, although now I wondered why? Respect, and my love for Janine I suspected, but I knew that if she could, she would say, "Go ahead Jack, you have needs, fullfill them my love."

Rousing myself from my musings, I returned to the Merc, and drove home, this time parking it in the garage before I entered the house. Just in time to see Jen scampering up the stairs, wearing only a towel, that did very little to cover her modesty. I should have looked away, I knew that, but I watched her, all the way up the stairs. Marvelling at the swell of her buttocks, and how they swayed provocatively. Thinking to myself that Mark would probably have her tonight, and more than once too. I knew that I would, if I was him.

Sighing softly, I called out to her.

"Coffee Jen? I am making some now, if you want some, just join me in the kitchen my dear."

"But leave the towel behind" I found myself thinking, and then checked myself. "This will not do Jack, she is Mark`s girl, so stop it, now."

"Coffee Jen? I am making some now, if you want some, just join me in the kitchen my dear."

"I'll...I'll be right down...!" I called out, leaning against the bedroom door that I had closed right behind me. My heart thundering in my chest. I hoped fervently he hadn't seen anything, or that he hadn't thought my tearing around his home wearing nothing more than a towel, and barely a towel at that, was something that would be a regular occurence.

With a groan at my own apparent lack of...I didn't know what just then...I padded into the bathroom to dry my hair a little and hang up my swimming costume to dry out. Then I quickly pulled back on my jeans and top, not wanting to make it seem as if I was avoiding him or anything, in my hurry and with my skin slightly damp, I ommited my underwear. I doubted that he'd notice a thing like that, besides which it was more comfortable that way. I found bras to be rather uncomfortable contraptions, perhaps it was that with a very generous bust for my size, nothing that 'restrained' them felt comfortable.

I headed down the stairs and into the kitchen, smiling as Jack turned to greet me.
"Hi...how did your appointments go, Jack?" My damp hair drying into curls around my face and, unbeknownst to me, my top clinging ever so slightly to my still damp skin. "I tried out the pool..." I nodded through the window overlooking it with a grin, "It's lovely...just like the rest of your home..."

She looked stunning, her wet hair clinging to her face, and I was sure that her breasts seemed a little more free. Judging by the way they swayed gently inside her shirt, and I could not stop my eyes straying to see if her nipples were showing. realising that this was wrong , I turned away, to see to the coffee, as she spoke to me.

"Hi...how did your appointments go, Jack? I tried out the pool... It's lovely...just like the rest of your home..."

"Good for you Jen, I am very pleased to hear that. Yes I like the pool also, there is nothing like an early morning swim, to set you up for the day now is there? Well, almost nothing."

I grinned at her, and then regretted what I had said, she was not to know that my wife and I had revelled in early morning sexual play. But it was too late now, I had said it, so I just decided to move on, and hope that it had bypassed her.

"So lovely young lady, do we know what time Mark will be home, I am sure that he wil be pleased to see you, I know that I would Jen."

I smiled once more, before passing her a cup of coffee.

"I will be going to the gym later on, and then stop by the pub for an hour or so. That will give you two some time alone this evening. I am sure that you wil have lots to catch up on, without having an old fuddy duddy like me in the way."

"Good for you Jen, I am very pleased to hear that. Yes I like the pool also, there is nothing like an early morning swim, to set you up for the day now is there? Well, almost nothing."

I couldn't help but smile, images of myself and Mark 'waking' each other up first thing in a morning, hands and mouths reaching and fondling beneath the bedclothes...but I forced myself to stop, doubting that Jack was talking of the things that I was thinking of.

"So lovely young lady, do we know what time Mark will be home, I am sure that he wil be pleased to see you, I know that I would Jen."

"Thanks," I took the cup of coffee with a smile and took a sip before answering, "Last thing I heard from him he was hoping to be home soon, wihtin the next hour or so, his boss was badgering him to work 'til close...but I think, I hope, he wants to come home...it's been a while since we've..." I hesitated, trying to find a suitable word. "We've...seen each other..." I smiled a little awkwardly before sipping more of the coffee.

"I will be going to the gym later on, and then stop by the pub for an hour or so. That will give you two some time alone this evening. I am sure that you wil have lots to catch up on, without having an old fuddy duddy like me in the way."

I laughed softly, "Jack I don't think I've ever met anyone less of a fuddy duddy than yourself..." I leant back against one of the worksurfaces, cradling the cup of coffee between my hands. "So...Jack, you've heard a little about me...and I know very little of you..." I let my voice tail off, hoping he wouldn't think I was prying, I was just curious to know more about my host. Curious about what he did, what he liked, curious as to why a good looking man like himself seemed to living alone... "You can tell me anything you like..." I winked mischievously. "I promise your secrets will be safe with me..."

"Secrets Jen? Oh my, that will be the day my dear."

I chuckled, watching her laughing lightly also, trying very hard not to watch her tits bouncing so delightfully.

"Well then, lets see, I was a bank manager, but took early retirement, when I was 45. My father died, leaving me the house, and a substantial inheritance. That was three years ago now. We sold our house, and came to live here, being very well off then. Now comes the sad part, a couple of months after we moved in, Janine, my wife, was diagnosed with a very virulent cancer. Three months later I was a widower, we have no children, so I was left here alone, and I guess heartbroken for a while.
But I realised that I had to move on, to live again, I am sure that would be what Janine wanted. So I joined the gym, and decided to take in a lodger, to bring some life back in here. And I must admit, I have enjoyed Mark being here, someone to talk to, another person in the home.
Now of course, we have a second person, you Jen, and having met you, I must say that I am delighted. I am sure that you will bring something very special into my home Jen, something that has been sadly lacking here. A woman`s touch, what every home needs, a beautiful woman, to bring laughter and joy."

I had been truthfull with Jen, well almost, I obviously could not tell her about the yearning, the sexual needs that I had. To feel the warmth of a woman once more, alongside me in my bed. To feel her lips on me, coaxing me to hardness, and then straddling my cock. I did not tell her how I relieved myself, with books, and pornographic DVD`s in the privacy of my bedroom, how could I? She would be far too shocked, of that I was sure.
I looked at her, wondering just how she would react, not with pity I hoped, for I had had my fill of that commodity already.

"Secrets Jen? Oh my, that will be the day my dear."

I couldn't help but laugh back, his eyes sparkled when he smiled like that, it was almost entrancing.

"Well then, lets see, I was a bank manager, but took early retirement, when I was 45. My father died, leaving me the house, and a substantial inheritance. That was three years ago now. We sold our house, and came to live here, being very well off then. Now comes the sad part, a couple of months after we moved in, Janine, my wife, was diagnosed with a very virulent cancer. Three months later I was a widower, we have no children, so I was left here alone, and I guess heartbroken for a while..."

I felt my heart sank, I knew I shouldn't have tried to find out more like this, making him tell me such things. I began to raise my hand to tell him he didn't have to go on if he didn't want to, but he had already continued...

"...But I realised that I had to move on, to live again, I am sure that would be what Janine wanted. So I joined the gym, and decided to take in a lodger, to bring some life back in here. And I must admit, I have enjoyed Mark being here, someone to talk to, another person in the home.
Now of course, we have a second person, you Jen, and having met you, I must say that I am delighted. I am sure that you will bring something very special into my home Jen, something that has been sadly lacking here. A woman`s touch, what every home needs, a beautiful woman, to bring laughter and joy."

Part of me ached with sadness for him, not being able to begin to comprehend the pain of losing someone you hoped to be able to love forever, hoped to share your life with...share your bed with. Sadness for his loss, and his lonliness.
Part of me flushed at his compliment and I knew I should use that to try to change the subject as much as possible if things were not to become awkward between the two of us. Something which at that moment seemed so important to me...
"Well...I don't know about beautiful," I winked, finishing my coffee and moving to put my mug next to the sink where he was stood. "But I am a woman...so I'll see what I can do..." Putting the mug down gently on the worksurface I allowed my hand to reach up and gently squeeze his upper arm as my eyes briefly met his once more.
It wasn't an action of pity or something equally as insipid and unfeeling...it was just a way of trying to say that I understood...that I felt such sadness for his loss...that I hoped he'd find happiness again...
Smiling softly I withdrew my hand and moved away slightly, hoping he hadn't been offended by it.

"It is OK Jen, I am fine talking about Janine now. Yes, I miss her, but, as the saying goes, time is a great healer. That is true Jen, it is, never completely of course, but the grief does fade, while the happy memories remain."

I had realised that Jen was a gentle girl, with a very soft centre. I hoped that Mark knew this, and was good to her, treating her as she deserved.

"I will leave you again now Jen, I dont want to spoil your reunion with Mark, and it will probably be morning before I see you. So, and I am sure this will happen, have a pleasant evening, and I will see you for breakfast."

I smiled as I got up, and left the house. Knowing full well that when I got to the gym, I would be looking, and thinking. Looking at the nubile members there, and thinking about what Jen and Mark might be up to.
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I got to the pub about 9, and settled for a shandy, I was driving after all, and I have strong feelings about drink drivers.

I sat alone at the bar, watching the other customers, seeing them laughing, and talking. I wanted to go home really, and see how Jen was getting on, but I resisted. No doubt Mark had her naked, and was probably inside her by now. I felt myself becoming aroused, but at what? The thought of Mark fucking Jen, or the thought of Jen naked, and available. I knew the answer, and tried to shut it out of my mind.
Instead striking up a conversation with the landlord.
By 10.15 I had seen and heard enough, and drove home. Entering the house, I tiptoed up the stairs, and into my room, closing the door as quietly as possible behind me.

"It is OK Jen, I am fine talking about Janine now. Yes, I miss her, but, as the saying goes, time is a great healer. That is true Jen, it is, never completely of course, but the grief does fade, while the happy memories remain."

I smiled softly once more, hearing the pain quite evident in his voice, hearing the longing.

"I will leave you again now Jen, I dont want to spoil your reunion with Mark, and it will probably be morning before I see you. So, and I am sure this will happen, have a pleasant evening, and I will see you for breakfast."

I blushed a little in spite of myself as I thought about just how pleasant my evening might be.
"And I hope you have a nice evening too, Jack," My wish was earnest, he seemed like a genuinely nice man and I wanted him to have fun...maybe not as much as I was planning on having but still...

Once Jack had gone I headed upstairs and jumped into the shower, carefully washing my hair and then taking my time to shave my legs to their smoothest, and then applying the razor between my thighs to achieve the same effect.
After soaping my skin with Mark's favourite scent I got out of the water, gently drying off my body and my hair. I pulled one of my favourite nighties over my head, the silky material skimming over my curves, clinging around my breasts, the hem just covering my ass when I stoof but I knew that when I laid on the bed to wait for Mark to come home...it would reveal just enough of each cheek to really grab his attention...to induce the seduction and rampant love making I had been fantasising about for weeks...
Our love making had always bordered on the rougher side of things but I'd always enjoyed it, and Mark definitely did...but maybe tonight, maybe things could be a little more gentle...
Towelling the last of the water from my hair and arranging a few candles from within my case I laid on the bed on my stomach and waited.
According to Mark's last text message he'd be home within the next half an hour...so...I'd just wait...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I woke up an hour later to find a few of the smaller candles had burnt out already and...Mark wasn't home...
Frowning slightly and shivering a little I sat up and reached for my mobile, seeing I had a message telling me something had 'come up' at work and he'd back around 10.
Glancing at the clock I saw that it was five to.
Yawning slightly I laid back down, my back to the door and closed my eyes. Part of me no longer really interested in seducing my boyfriend...
I wasn't sure how long I'd lain there when I heard the front door open and shut and then footfalls on the stairs. Staying still, convinced it would be Jack coming home and that I'd be waiting some time for Mark.
As the door to the bedroom opened I glanced back over my shoulder and Mark's apologetic eyes met mine.
"Sorry I'm so late babe..." He shut the door behind him, shrugging off his jacket and then his shirt.
I rolled over to face him, laying on my side, knowing the nightie accentuated my curves and my cleavage, the bottom of the nightie barely covering my bare pussy.
"I thought you'd forgotten about me..." I pouted playfully, I never could stay mad when he looked at me like that.
"Oh I'd never forget about you..." He grinned, sliding down his trousers and boxers in one movement and practically leaping on to the bed. Wrapping me in a tight embrace, his mouth capturing mine, he rolled me onto my back. I sighed into his mouth as his hand moved up to massage one of my breasts through the nightie. "Oh you look so sexy in this you know..." He groaned into my ear, his fingers finding my swollen nipple and pinching it, making me whimper and arch my back. "But you'd look even sexier without it..." His eyes sparkled mischievously as he took hold of the shoulder straps and pulled them down off of my shoulders, baring my breasts as he pulled it lower, his lips kissing the skin he revealed as he slid down my body and, after I'd lifted my hips, he removed it completely.
I saw the look of appreciation and, what looked like, pride as his eyes drifted across my smoothly shaven pussy. "I've been missing you, you know, Jen..." He smirked, running his hands up my legs and parting my thighs.
"I've missed you too..." My voice was breathy and lustful, I was desperate to feel his hands, his breath, his mouth on my body.
"...Good..." He muttered, seizing hold of my hips and flipping me onto my stomach.
With one swift movement I could feel the smooth head of his cock rubbing against my already wet lips.
"Sweetheart...sweetheart, slow down a little, there's...there's no rush..." I said quietly, trying to pull away a little to turn around but he held me fast and with another quick movement. He thrust his cock into my incredibly tight pussy. His groan was loud and long.
"Oh god you're tight..." He moaned before beginning to slide back and forth. Within a few strokes he was slamming into my hips, our skin slapping obscenely.
I could feel my clit tingling and throbbing with each thrust, it wasn't quite what I had been hoping for but it still felt amazing.
Then...the sound of the front door closing broke through my thoughts.
"Mark...Mark please...I think...I think Jack's come home..." I whimpered, pleading as his hips continued to slap loudly against mine.
"So..." He groaned louder than I would have liked, one of his hands moving from upon my hip to grab a handful of my hair and pulling sharply, drawing a loud whimper from my lips and causing my back to arch, allowing him deeper access to my pussy. "It's not like he doesn't know what this sounds like..." I could hear the grin in his voice as his other hand left my hip to slap against my ass. The slap echoed in the room and I winced, not only from the stinging skin of my buttock but from wondering if Jack had heard any...or all...of what was happening...
But Mark couldn't care less by all accounts, slamming his hips harder against mine, groaning and mumbling all the time.
I couldn't say I didn't enjoy it because I did, every firm fondle, every semi-harsh word turned me on even more. He'd always had that 'power' of me...he could turn me on even when I didn't even think I wanted to be...
It wasn't long before Mark's thrusts tightened, I had already climaxed a few times, and I felt his cock twitching and jerking inside my pussy. We stayed as we were for a moment or two before he rolled off of me and after he'd kissed my forehead a little clumsily, he pulled me into a sweaty embrace, my head against his shoulder.
"That was amazing darling..." He whispered breathlessly, kissing me again, his lips meeting mine a little more gently, his tongue stroking mine for a moment or two. "I'm so glad you're here...goodnight sweetheart..."
"I'm glad to be here too darling..." I whispered softly, his gradually slowing and deepening breathing letting me know he was already sinking into his dreams.
Well, it had hardly been the romantic, love making session I had been hoping for but then again, it had been a while since we'd been together. His excitement probably got the better of him...next time, I'd make sure we took our time...
Snuggling into his chest, I felt my eyes growing heavy and soon I drifted to sleep...somewhere in my mind I remember wondering if we'd been too loud and what on earth Jack would have made of the noises we were making in the night...

I was home in no time, noticing straight away that the house was in darkness. Except that is for the light in Mark and Jen`s bedroom, I looked up, wondering if they were making love now, as I stood here. I closed the car door, unwittingly slamming it, before I locked it up.

I slipped inside quietly, and removed my shoes, before tip toeing upstairs silently. I wondered if I would hear them, and realised in a perverse sort of way that I wanted to hear them. I really had no idea why, for they were entitled to their privacy.

I stopped outside their room, opposite my door, listening intently, I could hear Mark groaning quite loudly, and Jen whimpering a little. Then the bed noises, as if Mark was really going at it, admonishing myself, I slipped into my room, and got ready for bed.

Once in bed, i turned on the TV, intending to watch ot for half an hour or so, but I could not get interested. All that I could think of was Jen, was she naked, did she shave her pussy, as seemed to be the common thing these days.
I could feel myself geting hard, and tried to ignore it, but I could not. My hand slipping under the covers, and taking hold of my cock, masturbating myself slowly.

I closed my eyes, and all that I could see was Jen, on her back, her pussy wet and sparkling, invitng me to taste her. By now I was pumping my cock fiercely, and I did not want to come on the sheets. I got out of bed, grabbing some tissues, as I groaned loudly, and pulled harder on my dick, wanting, neeeding to orgasm.

I groaned out loud, maybe too loud even, as I finally came, holding the tissues by my cock head, trying to catch it all. I just stayed there, on my knees, cursing myself for being so foolish, lusting after a young girl, who probably thought that I was ancient anyway. I wiped my cock clean, before flushing the tissues away, and then washing myself at the sink.

I lay in bed in the dark, straining my ears, trying to hear if they were doing it again, I wondered if I was turning into a closet voyeur. I hoped not, and I also hoped that there would be no embarassment at breakfast too.

~~~~~

I was awake at 6am, as normal, and after showering made my way downstairs. I had a light breakfast, and made a pot of tea, before turning on Breakfast TV, and awaiting the arrival of my houseguests.

I awoke the next morning, as always, before Mark...
We'd made love a couple more times during the night and I was in need of a shower. I disentangled myself from his arms and legs and after kissing his cheek softly, crept into the bathroom
Sighing as the warm water drifted over my skin, washing away the sweat...and other things...from the night before.
I washed my hair and covered by skin with bubbles, lingering under the warmth of the spray before stepping out and wrapping myself in a towel.
The sound of Mark snoring let me know he was definitely not getting up any time soon, I pulled on a knee length skirt and a vest top, clipping up my damp hair and after giving him another kiss and a whispered 'Good Morning' I headed out of the bedroom and downstairs.
I could hear the sound of the TV and poked my head around the door of the living room.
"Morning Jack," I smiled, coming around the door to lean against the wall. "You sleep ok...?"

"Morning Jack,you sleep ok...?"

I turned to look at Jen, as she stood leaning on the door frame, she looked good, she was blooming almost. My thought was that sex was good for her, especially after being woken in the early hours by the sounds of their lovemaking. Not that I was about to tell her that of course.

"Yes Jen, i slept well my dear, and I do hope that I did not disturb you when I got back last night."

She responded with a soft smile, and a slight reddening of her cheeks, not quite a blush, but close enough.

"There is tea in the pot if you want some, or coffee in the cupboard, just help yourself to anything. I am just watching the news and weather, before my morning swim, so please, make yourself at home Jen."

I smiled, and turned my attention back to the TV, I did not want her to catch me looking at her breasts again, which were quite magnificent.

"Yes Jen, i slept well my dear, and I do hope that I did not disturb you when I got back last night."

"No...no not at all..." Was all I managed to reply, fighting to keep my cheeks from exploding with flushed colour. I was half tempted to add 'Hope we didn't disturb you...' but thought better of it, no need to highlight what he probably already knew went on in their bedroom.

"There is tea in the pot if you want some, or coffee in the cupboard, just help yourself to anything. I am just watching the news and weather, before my morning swim, so please, make yourself at home Jen."

"Tea sounds great," I smiled, heading out of the room and into the kitchen, grabbing a cup of tea and returning to sit on the couch, crossing my legs and then feeling the material of the skirt ride up my thigh a little.
Part of me wanted to lower my legs, but why, I asked myself.
Jack wouldn't be looking at my thighs anyway...why would he...he probably had scores of older, much more refined and much more beautiful women than me trying to get his attentions...
Not that I was trying to get his attention of course...I had Mark, and was more than happy...although I couldn't deny that Jack was a more than good looking man...but that didn't mean I was interested in him...did it...
Closing my eyes for a moment I forced out the ridiculous thoughts that were now running around in my head, I sighed and moved my eyes to the TV.

I sat, sipping my tea and watching the news, my mind thinking back to how wonderful the pool had felt the previous evening. "Would...would you mind if I joined you for a swim...? I promise to stay out of your way..." I added with a slight smirk.

"Would...would you mind if I joined you for a swim...? I promise to stay out of your way..."

"Would I mind? Good Lord no dear girl, I would not mind at all. And you can get in my way as much as you like ."

I said, smiling back at her.

"Seriously Jen, you have no idea how lonely it gets, swimming twelve or fifteen lengths by yourself every morning. It will be an absolute delight to have someone as lovely as you accompany me."

That was true as well, it did get lonely, but I had to admit, the thought of seing Jen almost naked helped as well. The water was not icy cold, but it would be cold enough to perk up her nipples, that much I was sure of.

"Good God Jack, you are turning into a letch." I thought to myself, but soon dismissed the idea, as I saw Jen start to rise. I stood also, smiling at her, and saying.

"Last one in the water does the dishes."

"Would I mind? Good Lord no dear girl, I would not mind at all. And you can get in my way as much as you like ."

I grinned back, "Well, I'll try not to get in your way too much..."

"Seriously Jen, you have no idea how lonely it gets, swimming twelve or fifteen lengths by yourself every morning. It will be an absolute delight to have someone as lovely as you accompany me."

I lowered my gaze, suddenly feeling that strange, almost shy sensation again.
"In that case I will definitely not get in your way...but I will keep you company..." I stood up and had just gotten to the door when his voice made me turn back over my shoulder.

"Last one in the water does the dishes."
His face was practically beaming.

Laughing I shot out of the door and up the stairs, skirting around the bed and into the en-suite, I shrugged out of my clothes and pulled on the purple suit that had dried from my swim the previous day. Grabbing a towel and scooping up my clothes, determined to remember them this time I ran back out of the bedroom and downstairs. Leaving Mark still snoring and deeply within his dreams.

I all but skipped through the kitchen and out of the back door, no sign of Jack yet. Grinning, I dropped my clothes and the towel onto one of the chairs and then dashed across and dived into the water. As I surfaced I saw Jack appear in the doorway to the kitchen, towel in hand, and laughed,
"Looks like you get to do the washing up..." I called out happily before disappearing beneath the surface and swimming up towards the shallow end. Coming up above the surface and standing I shook the water from my hair, the water now up to just above my waist, water dripping down across the skin exposed by the tight swimming costume. The refreshingly cool water having brought a healthy glow to my skin, as well as affecting a couple of other things it seemed.

"Looks like you get to do the washing up..."

I grinned at Jen, and then dived into the pool myself, swimming to join her where she stood. Taking a furtive glance at her now erect nipples as I stood by her.

"Do the washing up? I guess so, well, load the dishwasher anyway."

I grinned at her, hoping that she would not mind my little joke at her expense.

"So my dear, what do you say, ten lengths together, slowly if you like, or would you like to race instead?"

"Do the washing up? I guess so, well, load the dishwasher anyway."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes slightly and laugh at his joke. "Oh well..."
My eyes drifted down slightly, noticing that he clearly took care of himself, his broad shoulders sloped down towards his toned torso and stomach. Forcing myself to look back up at his face and stop staring.

"So my dear, what do you say, ten lengths together, slowly if you like, or would you like to race instead?"

"Erm...maybe 10 lengths together to warm up...and then maybe a race a little later..." I grinned, moving back until my back was against the side of the pool, ducking down in the water a little until it was up around my chest, getting ready to swim. "If you're still up for it..." I added cheekily.