A Triangle Of Two Sides (closed)

[Britwitch]

"Oh I am up for it Jen, thats one thing that has never applied to me, not being up for it."

I grinned as he started without me, almost as if he was trying to prove something to me. I quickly caught up and we swam back and forth in the refreshing water, talking a little but not too much. Both of us concentrating on keeping stroke with one another.

"And now we race, is that correct Jen?"

"Ready when you are..." I grinned back, "But...shouldn't we be racing for something...? What do you think would be a worthy prize...not the washing up though this time, Jack..." I added with a laugh. Part of me wanting to know what he thought would be a suitable 'prize'...the rest of me wanting to know what the hell I was playing at by suggesting something so...flirtatious almost.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"Ready when you are..." I grinned back, "But...shouldn't we be racing for something...? What do you think would be a worthy prize...not the washing up though this time, Jack..."

I had to laugh at the washing up comment.

"So, the lady wants a wager does she?"

I suddenly decided that I would tease her little.
I stepped back, looking at her, and then moved to side, looking at her profile, before speaking.

"OK then, we will swim 6 lengths, 3 breastroke, and then 3 Australian Crawl. We know that Mark starts work at 11, so I would suggest that the loser takes the winner out to lunch. At a restaurant of the winners choice, be it McDonalds, Pizza Hut, or even some posh place in town. How does that sound to you Jen, are you up for it?"

 

[Britwitch]

"So, the lady wants a wager does she?...OK then, we will swim 6 lengths, 3 breastroke, and then 3 Australian Crawl. We know that Mark starts work at 11, so I would suggest that the loser takes the winner out to lunch. At a restaurant of the winners choice, be it McDonalds, Pizza Hut, or even some posh place in town. How does that sound to you Jen, are you up for it?"

I bit my lower lip, I didn't doubt that this was a race I was going to lose, neither was a stroke I was particularly strong at when swimming at speed but...a wager was a wager...and it had been my idea after all and besides, lunch would give us a chance to get to know each other better...releasing my lip I smiled confidently and held out my hand for Jack to shake.
"I am sir...and may the best swimmer win..."

Once we'd shaken upon it, we assumed our 'starting positions' against the end of the pool.
"On a count of 3...?" I asked, holding onto the side with one hand looking as he nodded. "Very well then...1...2....3....GO!!" I yelled, pushing off hard and swimming as fast as I could. Streching my legs out with each kick, pushing forwards, Jack matching me stroke for stroke.
The 3 breast stroke lengths seemed to be over in a flash and when it was time for the crawl I knew the race was alreayd over. Jack surged ahead in the water, finishing his third length when I was merely halfway through my second.
I made sure I finished my third length before swimming over to him, slightly breathless but smiling nonetheless. It had been fun.
I held my hand out once more to him, to the victor, my chest heaving slightly within the tightly fitting costume.
"Congratulations, Jack. The best swimmer definitely won..." I bowed my head slightly in deference but when I looked up I was grinning broadly. "And so...where shall we be dining...?"

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"Congratulations, Jack. The best swimmer definitely won. ]And so...where shall we be dining...?"

I could not help but notice the little bow of her head, and the downward glance, and I wondered, was Mark her Dominant. I had read much on the subject, abd that was why I was thinking this. But really, it was none of my business, so I let it pass.

"We shall dine dear Jen, at a little Italian place that has not been open long, Il Campanile. And I my dear shall pay, for you were not to know that Jack is an ex swimming champion now where you?"

Again I smiled, hoping that she was not upset by the minor deception, I could see that she was still breathing hard though.

"Come my dear, it is time for you to go rest a little, and recover from your exertions I think. You change in the changing room, I will float around here until you gave finished."

I watche dher climb from the pool, her tight costume clinging to her, in all the right places, again thinking what a lucky man Mark was, and wishing that I were 15 years or so younger.

 

[Britwitch]

"We shall dine dear Jen, at a little Italian place that has not been open long, Il Campanile. And I my dear shall pay, for you were not to know that Jack is an ex swimming champion now where you?"

I laughed, more proud of myself for managing to keep up as long as I did than anything. "Well it sounds lovely and only if you insist...I'll pay next time..." I added with a broader grin.

"Come my dear, it is time for you to go rest a little, and recover from your exertions I think. You change in the changing room, I will float around here until you gave finished."

"I'll take that as a hint that you want the pool to yourself to do some 'proper' swimming...not that I mind at all...I have been more than a little out-swam today..." I winked before swimming over to the side and pulling myself up out of the water. Picking up my towel and my clothes I headed into the shower building.

Putting my clothes and towel down on the side and moving towards the shower, I turned on the taps, fiddling with the temperature until it was right, not cold but definitely not hot...lukewarm almost...I started to slide the straps of my costume down when I turned around and noticed the large window looking out onto the pool.
Looking out I could see Jack swimming languidly back and forth, I noticed a cord for a blind on the side of the window and sighing with relief I pulled it, dropping the wooden slats across the window.
Slipping off my costume completely I stepped under the shower and started to rinse my hair. Not noticing the blind wasn't closed.
I rinsed my hair thoroughly, running my hands through it over and over again then running them across my body to get rid of the traces of chlorine on my skin.
I made a mental note to bring shampoo and showergel with me next time as I stood for a little while, just enjoying the feeling of the water washing over me.
After a few minutes, I switched off the water and moved over to pick up my towel, drying myself before pulling on my skirt and top and then using the towel to rub any excess water from my hair. Making sure I had picked up my costume, I pulled up the blind and headed back outside.
"Mmmm, that's better..." I sighed loudly moving over to sit down in one of the chairs beside the pool.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I swam lazily for a while, occasionally stopping, and floating for a few minutes.
I kept glancing across at the shower room, awaiting Jen`s return. I noticed the gap in the blind, a blind that I had never needed to use since my wife died. But I resisted the temptation to try and see her. As much as I would have liked to see Jen`s naked body, that was definitely not the thing to do.
Eventually she came out, calling to me

"Mmmm, that's better..."

I smiled at her, and made my way from the pool, picking up my clothes and towel, I too entered the shower room. It did not occur to me to close the blind, as I was that used to not bothering.

Stripping off my swimwear, i turned on the shower, and stepped into the cubicle, eyes closed, letting the warm water wash over my body. The only problem that I had with showering, was that I always found it to be an erotic experience. And today was no different, my cock started to rise, as it always did. Stepping back from the spray, I soaped my self, all over, before stepping forward again, to rinse off. Starting at my head and shoulders and working my way down, spending quite a bit of time on my cock and balls, my by now hard cock. I almost wanted to pull it, to get off thinking about Jen in her costume, and out of itbut I refrained. Letting the erection fade as I dressed again, hoping that it would be gone before I stepped outside.

Jen was stil there, sitting on the seat, and smiling.

"Is it coffee time now Jen? I hope so"

 

[Britwitch]

I watched as Jack pulled himself up out of the water and took his things into the shower room.

I took the time while he showered to look around the peaceful courtyard once more, glancing up to the window of Mark's, and now my own, bedroom that looked out onto it. The curtains were still drawn, Mark was still in bed. Not that I was overly surprised. He rarely woke early, and never after having worked the previous night. Knowing him, he'd get up 20 minutes before he was due to start work, leap in and out of the shower, pull on his clothes and rush out of the door with a briefly yelled goodbye as usually happened.

I glanced back towards the shower room unintentionally and found myself unable to move my eyes. Jack was under the shower and hadn't closed the blinds. Fortunately his back was to the window and, now, to me. But it was a captivating sight. I had already seen his well toned torso and back from swimming but now his well toned rear was now on show. I felt my cheeks grow bright red instantly and I forced myself to look away, turning in the seat slightly so that I couldn't glance in there again by accident.
What was wrong with me...? I'd seen more than my share of behinds during my nursing training, so why was Jack's causing me so much embarassment. Was it that he was a friend, or would soon be I was sure of it...? Or was it something else, something a little more worrying almost...
I sat, staring at the paving beneath the seat until I heard him switch off the water. Praying my cheeks were not still red as he came out of the doorway smiling. I smiled back brightly,

"Is it coffee time now Jen? I hope so"

I nodded, grabbing my damp swimming costume and towel and following him into the kitchen, trying desperately to keep my eyes from drifting downwards below his waist as I did. I was acting like a schoolgirl with a ridiculous crush. What was wrong with me...?
"Coffee sounds great, Jack..." I eventually managed to reply once I was sure my voice was going to come out sounding normal and not like some high pitched, over excited teenager.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

After pouring the coffee, i smiled at Jen.

"You really are a good swimmer my dear girl, with a perfect position in the water. I am sorry that I teased you, and deceived you slightly, but it was fun, for both of us, I am sure of that."

She still seemed a little uneasy, and I was not really sure why, unless she thought that Mark might be a little jealous. Not that he seemed the jealous type to me. I wondered if she might relax a little more over lunch at Il Campanile, I hoped so, for she really was delightful company.

"I wont keep you too long Jen, we dont want Mark thinking that I am hogging you now, do we? What say we meet at the front door, around 12.30, I will book a table for 1PM, how does that sound?"

She smiled that beautiful smile once more, again making me think what a lucky man Mark was. Also maybe, what a lech I was becoming. Improbable though it was, given half a chance, I knew that I would, to use the common vernacular, make a move on Jen. Then I realised how stupid that would be, for she probably considered me to be ancient, and such a move would no doubt infuriate Mark also.

 

[Britwitch]

"You really are a good swimmer my dear girl, with a perfect position in the water. I am sorry that I teased you, and deceived you slightly, but it was fun, for both of us, I am sure of that."

I sipped my coffee, trying to push the image of Jack's body from my mind.
"There's nothing to be sorry for," I heard myself saying but was I saying it to Jack or saying it to myself. I hadn't meant to see him like that...it had just been an accident. I glance up and met his eyes, the warmth there relaxing me almost immediately, I could tell he didn't know what had happened. "And you're right...it was fun..." I smiled. "And I should like the chance for a re-match sometime in the future...try to regain my honour as it were..." I drank a little more of my coffee before saying, "So, Il Campanile...it sounds lovely...when were you thinking of us going...?"

"I wont keep you too long Jen, we dont want Mark thinking that I am hogging you now, do we? What say we meet at the front door, around 12.30, I will book a table for 1PM, how does that sound?"

"Well Mark starts work at 11am today so I hardly think he'll miss me," I smiled warmly. "So that should give me more than long enough to get ready, which reminds me...is there a dress code I should be aware of...you know, is it smart...casual...no jeans...or...evening dresses only...?" I asked with a light laugh.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

Oh good Lord no my dear Jen, one only wears evening dress to official functions. You know, like a golf club dinner, or the Mayoral Ball.
Smart will be perfect Jen, and dare I say it, smart and sexy will be even better. It is a long time since I took a beautiful young woman like you to lunch."

I smiled at her, hoping that I had not shocked her too much.

The restuarant is called Il Campanile, because it has a very large painting of the Campanile in Venice on the dining room wall. Campanile being Italian for bell tower, as I am sure you already knew my dear. And now I must love you and leave you my Jen, I will call Luigi at ten, and make the reservation, then meet you at the front door at 12:30, as promised."

I could not believe my luck, to be taking her out to lunch, after so long eating alone, it was wonderful. My hope being that I would not bore her to death, and that we could do it often. Suddenly I felt ten years younger, with a vibrant spring in my step as I left the house.

 

[Britwitch]

"Oh good Lord no my dear Jen, one only wears evening dress to official functions. You know, like a golf club dinner, or the Mayoral Ball.
Smart will be perfect Jen, and dare I say it, smart and sexy will be even better. It is a long time since I took a beautiful young woman like you to lunch."

I felt myself blushing but still definitely smiling at his words.
"Well...well thank you for saying so..." I looked up a little shyly to meet his eyes this time. "Will do my best to not let you down..."

The restuarant is called Il Campanile, because it has a very large painting of the Campanile in Venice on the dining room wall. Campanile being Italian for bell tower, as I am sure you already knew my dear. And now I must love you and leave you my Jen, I will call Luigi at ten, and make the reservation, then meet you at the front door at 12:30, as promised."

I watched him finished his coffee and leave, a broad smile on his face.
Something in his parting words kept repeating through my mind. 'I must love you and leave you my Jen...'...my Jen...
I shook it off, certain it was a slip, something unintentional that my imagination was trying to turn into something of meaning. I put both my mug and his into the dishwasher and headed upstairs. The sound of the water running in the bathroom told me Mark was up and already getting ready for work.

I sat on the bed, picking up a book I had started to read and waited for him to come out. Hearing the water turn off and the sound of the door open, I began to close my book but it hit the floor before I could put it on the bedside table.
Mark's wet body landed heavily on mine, pinning me back slightly against the wall, grinning as he kissed me hard, my arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders and neck, pulling him closer.
"Good morning..." He breathed in my ear as he broke the kiss for a moment.
"Morning..." I replied lustily as I felt him move up to kneel beside me, his hard cock bouncing into view in front of my lips. I looked up smiling, knowing exactly what he wanted.
"You didn't wake me up..." He pouted slightly, waving his hips a little so the smooth head brushed across my mouth. I smiled a little more. Although I was almost always awake before he was, I usually 'woke him up' a little by sucking on his cock beneath the covers.
"I'm sorry..." I murmured, letting my tongue snake out to flick across the head teasingly. But, as usual, Mark wasn't in the mood for teasing. No sooner had my tongue slipped back into my mouth than he moved his hips forwards, thrusting his cock into my mouth, his hand gripping my still damp hair as he slipped in and out, groaning quietly as I sucked and licked him deep within my mouth.
It didn't take long before with a louder, more intense moan, he came in my mouth. Filling it with warmth which I swallowed eagerly, without instruction, being careful to gently suck and lick every trace from his cock before letting it slip from my lips. He grinned and kissed me passionately for a few moments before pulling back and sighing regretfully, "But now, as much as I hate to, I must leave you...I have to get to work...I'm already late now, you wicked temptress you!" He winked as he pulled on his clothes and was out of the door in a blur. Leaving me still on the bed, my tongue savouring the last drops of his taste in my mouth.

Sighing I got up and quickly jumped into the shower, running shampoo and conditioner through my hair to stop it drying out from the pool and then taking my time to blow dry it straight so that it flicked out ever so slightly at the bottom, with my fringe falling into my eyes slightly. Once I was satisfied with it, I applied a little make up, always having been something of a minimalist when it came to the stuff, smudging a faint line of eyeliner on my upper lids and after applying some pale cream and darker brown shadows I combed some mascara onto my already long eyelashes. A touch of lipgloss, a spray or two of perfume on my pulse points and I was ready to get dressed.
Then came the decision of what clothes to wear...after a long look at my wardrobe I selected a black blouse and black skirt.

I hoped I hadn't taken his words too seriously, looking at my reflection. The skirt, while a modest length, still clung to my curving hips and the blouse was equally as well fitted, I'd opened the top three buttons, then added a fourth, meaning the view almost reached the centre of my bra. With the stylish and not too high heels it was something I'd wear to go out with Mark, so it definitely had the sexy factor that Jack had mentioned. But was it too sexy...? The smoky look around my eyes shining behind my dark fringe. Would he think I was trying too hard or that I had some kind of crush...my imagination began to leap into overdrive again as it brought back the shower incident but I quashed it as quickly as I could...

Biting my bottom lip, I considered changing or at least doing up a button or three on my blouse but then my eye caught sight of the time on the clock. It was already half twelve, too late to change anything now. Grabbing my handbag I headed out of the bedroom and down the stairs, smiling as I saw Jack already stood at the bottom waiting for me.
I reached the bottom and smiled shyly, something I seemed to be doing regularly around him at the moment. "So...do I look ok...?" I asked hesitantly.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I tried to keep myself busy, and out of the way for the rest of the morning, spending some time in the garden, tending to the flower beds. I heard noises from Mark and |Jen`s bedroom, him moaning, defitely sexual sounds, of that I was sure. The silly thing was, it made me a little jealous, whatever it was that they were doing, I wanted some too.

Which was stupid, I was twenty years older then both of them, and knew that I should know better, or get out more even, as some might say. I chuckled to myself, realising how foolish this all was, my lusting after Jen. There was only one thing for it, I would be the perfect gentleman at lunch, no innuendos, no sexual references, just two friends out for lunch.

I got ready a little early, wearing a grey suit, with a white shirt, looking a little distinguished I hoped, but not too formal. Then I changed my mind, settling for navy slacks, and a light blue short sleeved shirt, without wearing a jacket. I still looked smart, but a little more casual I hoped.

At 12.30 precisely, i moved from the lounge, to the staircase, just in time to see Hen comng down to meet me.


"So...do I look ok...?"

"My dear, you look perfect, ansolutely spot on, now come, your chariot awaits you."

She had taken me at my word, her outfit was smart, and black heels, skirt and blouse, were definitely sexy. This young lady knew how to dress to please a man, of that I was in no doubt at all.

I held the door of the BMW open for her, and watched as she demurely sat in the passenger seat, before taking my seat behind the wheel.

"We will be there in less than five minutes my dear, and Luigi, the owner is expecting us. I neglected to ask if you like Italian food Jen, I do hope so my dear. And if you do, Luigi`s baked Lasagne has no equal, not even in Italy, you can trust me on that Jen."

I smiled at her, and then put the car inyto gear, before moving off.

 

[Britwitch]

"My dear, you look perfect, ansolutely spot on, now come, your chariot awaits you."

I watch his eyes glance over my figure before returning to my face.
"Thank you, Jack, and you look very nice to..." I replied, feeling that warm, flush flooding into my cheeks once again. And he did, he looked smart and handsome...the blue of the shirt magnifying the warm darkness of his eyes.
Jack led me outside and opened the door of his car, with a smile growing on my face I slid in carefully, making sure my skirt didn't ride up too much and that my blouse wasn't too crinkled. I had just pulled the seat belt across as Jack started the engine and we moved away from the kerb.

"We will be there in less than five minutes my dear, and Luigi, the owner is expecting us. I neglected to ask if you like Italian food Jen, I do hope so my dear. And if you do, Luigi`s baked Lasagne has no equal, not even in Italy, you can trust me on that Jen."

"I love italian food," I replied enthusiastically, "I would eat pasta all day if I could...! And baked lasagne sounds devine but I'm sure there'll be all manner of delicious things on the menu to tempt me when I get there..." I looked out of the window as we drove, taking in the sights of my new surroundings, every so often glancing back across at Jack, almost every time meeting his eyes as they glanced across at me and smiling.

True to his word, we pulled up near the restaurant a few short minutes later, I undid my seat belt and, smiling slightly, waited as Jack got out and moved around the car to open my door, offering his hand as his did. I took it and carefully got out.
'I could get used to this...the whole gentleman routine...' I thought to myself, knowing that the only things Mark opened for me were the tin cans when he was cooking me dinner. Or my legs when he was...I forced my mind to stop going along that route immediately.

Unaware that my hand was still on Jack's arm once he'd shut and locked the doors, we headed towards the entrance and stepped inside.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

Luigi met us, and showed us to our table, I thanke dhim, and made a point of mentioning that Jen loved pasta. he promised to do her a spaeila Italian recipe, and I settled for the same.

The wine waiter came over with the list, but i left the choice to him.
A minute or so later, we were sipping our wine, as we waited for the food.

"I have to thank you Jen, for this, and the swimming, today has been so delightful for me my dear, you have no idea. Might I be so bold, as to suggest we make this a monthly date. I, taking you somewhere for lunch? Providing of course that Mark is Ok with it, we dont want to upset him now do we?"

We were interrupted by the arrival of our meal, a delicous looking pasta, in a white creamy sauce.

"Ah, the food, let us eat my dear, we can discuss other plans later, before I return you home, and go to the golf club."

 

[Britwitch]

"I have to thank you Jen, for this, and the swimming, today has been so delightful for me my dear, you have no idea. Might I be so bold, as to suggest we make this a monthly date. I, taking you somewhere for lunch? Providing of course that Mark is Ok with it, we don’t want to upset him now do we?"

“I’m very happy to hear that Jack, I’m glad that we seem to be getting on so well,” I felt myself blushing yet again, “And that sounds like a lovely idea…only with one slight amendment…you allow me to pay on alternate trips…?” before he could reply, the waiter arrived with two plates of creamy looking, garlic scented pasta.

"Ah, the food, let us eat my dear, we can discuss other plans later, before I return you home, and go to the golf club."

The food was delicious and the wine excellent. We chatted over our meals, discussing all manner of things.
In fact we sat there for so long, before we realised it, it was nearly 5 o’clock.
Jack had plans at the golf club and so he paid the bill and we headed home.
He dropped me off, picked up his bag and left almost immediately, smiling and passing on his regards to Mark on the way out of the door.
I checked my phone for messages, realising I hadn’t done so once whilst out, Mark was due home around 8 o’clock. Smiling to myself I decided to stay dressed as I was, give Mark something of a ‘treat’ when he got home…
I got myself a drink from the kitchen and settled on the sofa to watch a little TV, waiting for him to come home.

I was dozing off a little, combination of rich, good food and a couple of glasses of wine when I heard the front door open and close, glancing at the clock on the wall it was gone half 8 already. Turning off the TV, I moved to the doorway, standing in what I hoped was a seductive stance.
“Hi…” I breathed huskily, watching as he stood up front dropping his keys on the table in the hallway and looked over at me. Seeing his eyes widen in surprised approval.
“Hi…I definitely think I could get used to coming home to you like this…” He smirked, coming over to kiss me. His hand wandering down my back to squeeze my behind through the skirt before moving around my waist and up to my breast, barely covered by the shirt and the opened buttons. “But why are you dressed like this…? Not being try to seduce Jack into lowering the rent have you…?” He teased before capturing my mouth again, preventing my answer. Although I wasn’t sure what I would have said had I been given the chance to do so.
The kiss ended and he gave me a playful shove towards the stairs, I looked back over my shoulder at him, almost innocently.
“Did you want something…?” I asked quietly, a smile curving my lips as he moved towards me.
“You know what I want Jen…” He walked closer, his eyes fixed on mine hungrily. He reached around once more and gave my behind a playful slap and another shove towards the stairs. “Jack’s not here…is he? I didn’t see the car outside…”
“He’s at the golf club…” I replied, climbing the stairs, Mark in close pursuit.
“Oh good…that means we’ll still have time for plenty of fun before he gets back.”

Once in the bedroom, the passionate kissing began. Hands moved across each others bodies and removing all clothing without breaking the connection of our lips.
We stopped kissing for a brief moment to look at each other, both seeing in one another the desire and passion we felt in ourselves.
Then he knocked me backwards, nothing violence, just a push so that I fell back and sat on the edge of the bed.
He moved in front of me, his already throbbing, hard cock now waving in front of my face. Without any words being spoken, just the slight pressure of his hand on my head, guiding me, I took him into my mouth. Sucking softly and deftly, slipping him in and out of the warm, wet depths.
He jabbed his hips forwards slightly, making me cough as his cock’s head brushed the back of my mouth. I pulled away but felt the slight pressure changing into a grip as he wound his hand in my hair, pulling my head forwards as he slipped his cock deep into my mouth and throat. Breathing hard through my nose I fought the urge to gag.
“Mmmmm yes, oh Jen….” Mark groaned, swaying his hips slightly while he remained buried to the hilt inside my mouth. Then he began to move back and forth. “Yes…” He moaned, taking hold of my hair and using it to increase the speed of my mouth upon him. “Suck me…suck me like a slut…” All the time moving my head faster and deeper. “Because you are, aren’t you…you’re my little slut…”
I whimpered my response around his shaft.

It was almost a game we played.
He liked to call me names, nothing too serious, but it always turned him on...and me too if I was honest. Although I didn’t entirely understand why…
When we’d first started going out it was always romantic but passionate when we made love. Then one night he’d come home a little drunk and I hadn’t been as up for it as he had been…but it hadn’t stopped him…and after that, after we’d spoken about how we’d both enjoyed it, him being in control…then that was how it almost always was….
“Come on…come on slut…suck it…suck it harder…” He groaned, pulling my hair harder, dragging my face deeper onto his cock. My eyes watering and my hands braced against his thighs. His words arousing both of us even though I still struggled a little, gagging as he all but forced his cock down my throat.
A few more harsh thrusts and he pulled out, pushing me back on the bed, my chest heaving and some of my own saliva running down my chin. I knew my eyes were bright with tears and my cheeks flushed. And I knew this was how he liked me to look.

Remaining standing he took hold of my thigh and hauled me closer, lifting my right leg up to rest upon his shoulder and holding tightly onto my left upon the bed he thrust his cock inside my tight pussy in one swift, hard thrust. I cried out loudly, we had been going out for years and yet every time he still felt so very large when he entered me.
“Fuck…yes…!” His voice was little more than a growl as I felt my sex clutching his tightly. His left hand crept up to take hold of my breast tightly, squeezing and massaging it and making me whimper as his fingers took hold of my swollen nipple, pulling and pinching it. Making me arch my back and cry out loudly as he twisted it painfully,
“Aaah…M-Mark…please….th-that hurts…”
His thrusts merely increased, he liked it when I asked him to stop, he told me it made him feel even more in control.
“Then why are you getting wetter slut…![/i]” He groaned back, slapping his other hand against my clit, making me yelp…although the yelp rapidly turned into moan as he rubbed his hand expertly, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.
Suddenly he flipped me over, his cock barely leaving my pussy for more than a moment, drawing me up onto my knees but pushing my head and shoulders down, the duvet muffling my groans as he drove back inside me. One hand pressing down on my back, the other holding my hip as his hips slapped against mine.

Somewhere amidst the moans and the sound of Mark’s cock slipping in and out of my pussy I thought I heard a noise outside the bedroom but I was in no position to mention it as the duvet filled my mouth as soon as I opened it. My eyes flicked to the bedroom door which was not shut, I could see a sliver of light from our bedroom slicing the darkness beyond through the gap. Surely Jack couldn’t be home already…oh god what would he think...how much of this would he have heard…
*SMACK*
Mark slapped my ass hard, making me whimper and making my back arch, lifting my hips and ass even higher.
*SMACK*
He slapped again and again, all the while pounding my pussy with his throbbing cock. Drawing both of us closer and closer to steadily rising climaxes.
“Yes…yes that’s it slut…you want my cock don’t you…you want me fucking you like this…!” Over and over his growled words rang in my ears
Then he pulled out and aimed higher, his cock slippery with my own arousal sliding over my tight ass.
I lifted my head up off of the bed, we had tried anal more than a few times but his size coupled with his usually aggressive approach in the bedroom meant that it was usually a fairly uncomfortable experience for me, regardless of how pleasurable the rest of it was.
“No Mark…please…not tonight…” I pulled away slightly but another slap and his hand on my back moving to grab and pull my hair stopped that instantly.
“I know you want it as much as I do…!” His words melted into a thick loud groan as his cock found its mark and popped into my tight little hole.
I cried out, both of us frozen for a moment, experiencing the sensations rushing through us…
Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondering if Jack was home…and if he was…what on earth he was thinking…?

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I did not stay too late at the golf club after the meeting, just half an hour in the bar. I had a shandy, while flirting a little with Sylvie, our buxom barmaid. Mind you, she did say that I was on good form tonight, laughing at my wicked little innuendoes. I knew why of course, the lunch with the lovely Jen had done me the power of good, taken years off me even, and lightened my mood considerably.

My mood was still light when I got home, humming a tune as I locked up the car, and mthen moved inside. Deciding to go to straight up to my room, and watch the news in bed, I bolted the front door, and made my way to the stairs. That was when I heard it, the obvious sounds of lovemaking, grunts and soft moans, coming from their bedroom I surmised.

As I neared the top of the stairs, i saw a shaft of light across the landing, Jen`s bedroom door was not closed. It caused me to gasp, and stumble a little, my foot banging against the bannister rods. I stopped, trying to be as quiet as I could, checking that my feet were not going to hit it again. Looking up again, before starting to go to my room, I realised that from here, I could see into their room.

I knew that it was wrong, but I could not move, and go to my room, I had to watch. Jen was n her belly, on the end of the bed, her face being pushed into the duvet, by Mark`s hand on her back. Mark wasnt making love to Jen, he was fucking her, and slapping her on the her cheeks, very hard it seemed, from the way she cried out. Then suddenly, he pulled out, and slammed his shaft into Jen`s other hole.

She cried out in agony, and, for a moment I almost ran into the room to stop Mark. But that would be wrong I knew, this was their business not mine. Averting my eyes, I took off my shoes, and quickly tiptoed to my room. I did not turn the light on until I had closed the door. Then I sat on the bed, thinking.

What Mark was doing to Jen disgusted me in a way. Not the anal sex, that can be a beautiful experience for both parties, providing that it is handled correctly. But what Mark had done, just taking her, seemed so wrong to me. And yet, I had a hard on now, just thinking about Jen, lying there , open, and available.
Shaking my head, trying to get rid of these absurd thoughts, I undressed, and got into bed naked. I closed my eyes, and all that I could see was Jen, naked, being taken, and seemingly enjoying it. I held that thought, not progressing o the anal sex. My hand slipping under the covers, stroking my cock, almost automatically.

I knew that I needed the relief of orgasm, and that I would not sleep until I had masturbated. I went into the bathroom, grabbing some tissues, and falling to my knees next to the toilet. My eyes closed as my hand pumped raopidly on my hard cock. Fantasisng about Jen, in the swimming pool. Naked with me, and allowing me access to all of her secret places. Before we made love, slowly, and luxuriantly.

It did not take me long to come, and soon my load was spurting out into the tissues, as I moaned Jen`s name hoarsley. I flushed away the evidence, feeling immediately guilty at what I had done. It was a good job that Jen did not know that Jack was masturbating, while having fantasies about her. Cleaning myself up, I went back to bed, and turned out the light. I listened, but all was quiet.

~~~~~

I had to be up and out early the next morning, for my 8am session at the gym, followed by fifty laps in their pool. I relaxed afterwards with a coffee in the tea shop, before returning home. Droppping my bag in the hallway, and I headeed for the kitchen, where I thought that I could hear voices.

 

[Britwitch]

I awoke, Mark's body almost on top of mine, me on my stomach, him laying over my back, his body between my thighs.
Stretching as much as I was able I winced as my lower body twinged. My ass stung and I could feel the skin of my buttocks tingling too.
Mark had fucked my ass for a long while before cumming deep inside it, all the while slapping my behind and pulling my hair. I had cum twice before his own climax and after it we had collapsed where we were. Both exhausted and trembling. After a moment or two spent regaining control over our breathing he had pulled the duvet over our bodies and kissed me softly between my shoulder blades before dragging his lips higher to the back of my neck and the tops of my shoulders...one of my weak spots...making me sigh and arch up against him, feeling his hard cock still buried in my aching ass. Whispered how much he loved me. I had whispered back that I loved him too and soon afterwards we had drifted into sleep.

Carefully, so as not to wake Mark, I slipped out from beneath him and crept into the bathroom. My eyes widening a little as I noticed red marks on my breasts and my ass, I'd have to make sure I wore a higher cut top than usual today, wouldn't want Jack seeing...my mind froze...oh god...Jack...
My mind reeling back to hearing a sound on the stairs...oh no, he couldn't have...he couldn't have heard...then my body broke out in nervous trembles as I rememberd the door was open...oh dear god he hadn't seen...had he...?
I felt my legs go a little weak, sinking down to sit on the closed lid of the toilet.
Whatever would he think of me if he'd seen...well anything that had happened...
Forcing myself to stop thinking about it I jumped into the shower and spent a few minutes letting the water unwind and relax my tensed muscles and aching back, turning the water a little hotter than I usually liked it to try and soothe the mild discomfort in my spine from where Mark had ben pushing and pressing me down...

After drying my hair and dressing in jeans and fitted shirt, making sure I didn't open too many buttons and reveal the marks of the previous night's events. I headed downstairs...no sign of Jack anywhere...but I could tell from the dirty plates in the dishwasher that he'd had breakfast and assumed he had gone out.
Fixing myself a coffee and some toast I ate outside by the pool, watching the rippling water and trying not to think too much about last night.

Hearing the sounds of water running in the kitchen I headed inside to see Mark, hair ruffled and the shadow of stubble across his chin, making himself a cup of tea. He'd pulled on short and a t-shirt and looked to be still half asleep.
"Morning darling," I smiled, heading over and lifting myself up to reach his cheek with my lips. "Did you sleep ok? Hope I didn't wake you..."
"Morning," He grinned, turning and leaning down to kiss my lips softly, "I slept fine and no, you didn't wake me...how's...you?" He grinned a little wider and winked as his hand moved to grasp my ass through my jeans. I blushed,
"I'm ok..."
"I'd forgotten just how fantastic it is to do that to you..." He continued, squeezing my ass a little harder, pulling me against him slightly. Running his other hand around the side of my face.
"Me too..." I replied after a moment, trying to pull back slightly but he simply held me in place and lowered the hand from my face to massage my breast through my shirt and bra.
"Oh I'd love to take you right here and now...bend you over the sink and slide into you..." His voice was quiet as he traced his finger around my steadily hardening nipple.
"Sweetheart...don't...what if Jack were to walk in..." I asked gently.
"Well then Jack would probably see me doing what most men would do if they had you in their arms Jen..." He laughed a little, as I blushed at his compliment and then whimpered as he pinched my nipple softly.
The sound of the door opening and shutting broke through our thoughts.
I tried to pull away but Mark grinning wider, holding onto me tighter.
"Mark...Mark please...I don't want Jack to see..."
He held me for a moment more, although it felt a lot longer, before letting me go and allowing me to step back from him.
"Another time maybe..." He winked rakishly as the sound of Jack's footsteps drew nearer to the door.
I looked up, feeling my cheeks flush instantly as I saw Jack enter. I immediately lowered my eyes and looked away, certain he must have heard something in the night...praying he had only heard...and not seen...
Mark smiled and stepped away from me,
"Morning Jack," He picked up his mug and headed out of the kitchen, the sound of his feet on the stairs told that he was heading up to the bedroom, followed by the sound of him flicking the TV on.
There was a slightly awkward silence that followed.
Should I come out and ask him if he'd overheard...or just try to gloss over it...wait to see if he brought it up...
I hesitantly looked up and met his eyes,
"Morning..." I murmured quietly, biting my bottom lip as I saw his eyes glance briefly over my figure...making me wonder if he could tell what Mark had been doing...before meeting my eyes again. "Did...did you have a good time last night...at the golf club, I mean...?"

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I knew instinctively that i had disturbed something, the way Jen looked down, and the red flush on her cheeks. Mark said Hi, and left almost immediately, going up to their room. I was pleased though, that Jen stayed in the kitchen with me.

Jen spoke at last, after she heard the TV come on upstairs.

"Did...did you have a good time last night...at the golf club, I mean...?"

I smiled at jen, not being sure if she was aware of what I had seen last night or not.

"Oh that, well it was only a competition meeting. You know, doing the draw as to who plays whom. Then I just chatted in the bar for a while, before I came back. I didnt want to be too late, I had to be at the gym for 8 this morning."

I poured myself some tea, and got a biscuit from the tin, before sitting next to Jen. I had to be careful in what I said, I knew that. I would not mention last nights events, and try to be the cheery Jack that Jen knew, or so I hoped. I could not help but notice though, that she still seemed a little disturbed, occasionally holding the neck of her shirt, as though she were hiding something from me.

"I trust that you slept well dear Jen, and are refreshed again for this big old world of ours. Have you any plans for today I wonder? I havent, I will just potter around here, maybe read a little, or watch the cricket if it isnt raining there."

I smiled again

Or maybe I will again try to figure out that damn fool Internet thingy, that keeps driving me nuts. I want to look for some astronomy stuff, and all I get is those damn stupid astrology people. I mean, I could not care less where Mars was on my birthday, know what I mean Jen?"

 

[Britwitch]

"Oh that, well it was only a competition meeting. You know, doing the draw as to who plays whom. Then I just chatted in the bar for a while, before I came back. I didnt want to be too late, I had to be at the gym for 8 this morning."

I watched him pour his tea and take a biscuit before moving next to me. My heart was thudding deafeningly in my ears, so loud I was sure Jack would hear it.

"I trust that you slept well dear Jen, and are refreshed again for this big old world of ours. Have you any plans for today I wonder? I havent, I will just potter around here, maybe read a little, or watch the cricket if it isnt raining there."

"No...no real plans...probably just do some reading...maybe lie by the pool if the sun stays out..." I replied, wishing I could lose the tightness in my voice, as if I was afraid the words 'Did you see us...' would fall from my lips at any moment.

"Or maybe I will again try to figure out that damn fool Internet thingy, that keeps driving me nuts. I want to look for some astronomy stuff, and all I get is those damn stupid astrology people. I mean, I could not care less where Mars was on my birthday, know what I mean Jen?"

I laughed, wincing as it sounded empty and false. I hated feeling like this. And I knew Jack knew something, if only by my own behaviour.

"I...I think so...I could, if you wanted, I could help you out with the internet...?" A little of my old self returning as the prospect of having something to focus my mind upon brightened my thoughts a little. "I'm not exactly a whizz-kid or anything but I could maybe show you one or two things you might not have seen before..."

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"I...I think so...I could, if you wanted, I could help you out with the internet...? I'm not exactly a whizz-kid or anything but I could maybe show you one or two things you might not have seen before"

"Trust me Jen, compared to me you are an expert, I will just put away my things from the gym, and then we shall see what you can do."

"Things I had not seen before", I smiled inwardly thinking to myself "Yes, Jen you have things that I would take great delight in seeing"

I took my bag upostairs, dropping the soiled clothes in the laundry basket, before coming back and firing up the PC. She was already in the lounge, and I offered her the seat at the computer, noticing immediately how she winced when she sat down.

"Yes, the chair is a little hard isnt it." Grabbing a cushion of the couch, I took it to her.
"There you are Jen, try this, I use it sometimes, and find it much more comfortable."

Not that I had hed my arse slapped and fuck the previous nightwhen I used it mind you. But then, she did not know that I was aware of her pain. And for now it would stay that way I hoped.

"What I want to find Jen, is onformation on deep space, and maybe photos from the space telescope. What do you think? Will there be any online?"

 

[Britwitch]

"Trust me Jen, compared to me you are an expert, I will just put away my things from the gym, and then we shall see what you can do."

I smiled as he left, once alone I tried to calm myself down, taking steady slow breaths as I headed into the lounge. 'Even if he does know something, he's not going to mention it...so don't make him mention it by acting like this...' I scolded myself.
I looked up and tried to look more like myself as he came back in and motioned for me to sit down. I did, without thinking, and all but yelped as I stood back up, my aching rear protesting loudly. My cheeks flushed bright red as I fought the urge to rub my smarting behind.

"Yes, the chair is a little hard isnt it...There you are Jen, try this, I use it sometimes, and find it much more comfortable."

"Thank you..." I murmured shyly, sitting down gratefully upon the soft cushion. Unable to stop the warmth in my cheeks from increasing slighty.

"What I want to find Jen, is information on deep space, and maybe photos from the space telescope. What do you think? Will there be any online?"

I tapped a few keys bringing up a search engine, "Well, there should be...all you need to do is type in 'space telescope' and 'pictures' like this...and then..." I hit return and several links popped up with links to the offical site of the telescope offering a wide variety of photos. "I think you must have been typing in 'stars'...which is why you kept getting astrology stuff..." I looked up to find him looking at the screen over my shoulder. My breath catching in my throat a little to find him so close to me. Smelling the masculine scent of his aftershave, feeling his warm breath against my neck as he breathed in and out through his nose. Biting my lip as I realise from his position he can see quite clearly down into my shirt and to the marks of the previous nights events.
"Was...was there anything else you were wanting to look at...Jack?" Suddenly my voice had gone very quiet.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

Jen expertly tapped the keys, as she searched for what I wanted.
I stood behind her, my face by the side of her head, watching. My eyes straying to the V of her cleavage a couple of times, seeing the red marks on her breasts.
And making me want to get some cold cream, and caress them, before I kissed away her pain. I could feel my cock lengthening, and tried to think of other things. I could not risk Jen seeing me with a hard-on, and maybe even Mark too, who was still upstairs in their room.

Suddenly the Hubble site poped up, loads of photos in the galleries. She showed me the ones that I wished to see, and they were wonderful, truly majestic.

"Was...was there anything else you were wanting to look at...Jack?

"Before I ansewer that, I must thank you Jen, this is perfect."

I kissed her cheek, just a gentle brush of the lips, and that little kiss made her redden immediately.

Oh Jen, please forgive me for that small indescretion, but you just did somehting I have been trying to do for ages. And as for seeing anything else."

Without realising why, I stopped speaking, and looked at her body, and then her face. I recovered my composure quickly, remembering where Mark was.

"Maybe later Jen, after Mark goes to work. I know, how do you fancy a shopping trip this afternoon. For years now I have wanted a telescope. So this afternoon I will buy one, and a digital SLR camera to attach to it. Do you have a digital camera Jen? They are wonderful you know, and so easy to use. Now thats an idea, we could take some photos by the pool when we get back, to try it out. What do you think Jen? Are you up for it my dear?"

 

[Britwitch]

"Before I ansewer that, I must thank you Jen, this is perfect."

I froze as he kissed me. His lips barely brushed my skin but it sent shivers throughout my body, and caused my cheeks to redden even more.

"Oh Jen, please forgive me for that small indescretion, but you just did somehting I have been trying to do for ages. And as for seeing anything else."

I was sure I saw his eyes glance down over my body and back up to my face before he answered, making me feel a little uncomfortable but making me feel something else, something much stronger...familiar tingling sensations began to break out in my stomach...But then he looked away slightly almost in the way you do when you realise you've been staring and I felt something almost like disappoinment take the place of the tingling.

"Maybe later Jen, after Mark goes to work. I know, how do you fancy a shopping trip this afternoon. For years now I have wanted a telescope. So this afternoon I will buy one, and a digital SLR camera to attach to it. Do you have a digital camera Jen? They are wonderful you know, and so easy to use. Now thats an idea, we could take some photos by the pool when we get back, to try it out. What do you think Jen? Are you up for it my dear?"

A telescope, I'd always wanted to look through one, ever since I was a child. And the chance to go and buy one and maybe even take some shots with one was too good a chance to pass up on.
"A telescope, that sounds like a wonderful idea...and you have the perfect place for it out by the pool, there's very little light pollution out there from the street lights so you'd get a great view...and be able to take some great shots..." I paused, realising that could be taken a number of ways, "I...I used to have a digital camera, but sadly a bag snatcher back in London thought he needed it more than I..." I sighed a little sadly, remembering how I used to like taking pictures...of all sorts of things, people, places...and occassionally Mark and I together...blushing as I remembered how I'd been more worried at the time that the bag snatcher would see me in the all together...and in a wide variety of poses... than I was about getting my things returned to me...I'd panicked for weeks, expecting somehow to find the pictures on the internet or emailed seedily to me...as all my personal details had been in the bag...but they never had been and so the worry had eventually passed...
"A shopping trip sounds like a great idea," I eventually agreed, thinking it would be good to get out of the house and into somewhere different, somewhere that wouldn't remind me of the previous evening.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

The shopping trip

AFter lunch, when Mark was at work, I drove Jen into town, and we went to the main camera shop.
the young assistant was very helpful, and, thankfully, knew what he was talking about. It turned out that he was a member of the local astronomical socety, which was a great help.
I ended up choosing a Meade four and a half inch reflector, with a built in computer drive. This would enable me to track objects across the night sky. I also got a Canon digital SLR, with attachments to marry it to the scope. The total cost was just short of £3,000, and the young man asked if I required finance.

"Good grief no my boy, I will pay for them now, and, as I am spending so much here, maybe we can do a deal. You have an 8 million pixel Hewlett Packard I see, half price at £199, throw that in as well, and then we will have a deal. What do you say?"

What he said was that he would have to check with his manager, and soon returned, telling me that they would throw in a one gigabyte SD card also. I could see the look on Jen`s face, she had never seen me negotiate a deal before, and I had to smile.

As I was putting the bags in the car, I removed the camera that I had got for free, and passed it to Jen.

"There you go lovely lady, you now have a digital camera again, and it cost me not a penny."

I grinned at her, as she started to stammer a little, in shock it seemed.

"Come on Jen, get in the car, we have a date with a camera dont we?"

 

[Britwitch]

"Good grief no my boy, I will pay for them now, and, as I am spending so much here, maybe we can do a deal. You have an 8 million pixel Hewlett Packard I see, half price at £199, throw that in as well, and then we will have a deal. What do you say?"

I watched a little dumbstruck as Jack tried to negotiate another digital camera for free. There was a tone in his voice I hadn't heard before, I knew I wouldn't argue with it if it were aimed at me and I wasn't surprised to see the sales assistant hurry away to check with his manager. Jack smiled at me while we waited for the verdict and I felt my mouth drop open slightly as the assistant returned to say that the camera would be included in the price along with a hefty memory card.

We took his purchases out to the car and I watched as he took out the camera he had managed to negotiate from the store and with a smile, handed it to me.

"There you go lovely lady, you now have a digital camera again, and it cost me not a penny."

I took it with trembling hands, almost feeling like crying for a mad moment. No one had ever gotten me anything so extravagent. Even Mark.
"But I...I couldn't I mean...it's so..." Realising my words were not going to help me out I stepped forwards and, pushing myself up onto my tip toes, kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly for a moment before quickly stepping back. "It really is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me Jack, thank you so much..."

He grinned before responding with "Come on Jen, get in the car, we have a date with a camera dont we?"

There was an edge of the same authorative tone in his voice as he told me to get in to the car.
"Yes Jack," I replied softly, still smiling and blushing a little at my own actions.
I got in beside him and buckled up.

Soon we were back home and I helped him set up the telescope in a protected part of the courtyard, a slight roof overhung it which would protect it from light rain. Then I carefully took out my new camera from it's pouch and switched it on. While Jack played with his own purchase I began to take some test shots, the sunlight shining off of the water in the pool, some of the flowers growing in the pots. Turning around I was a little surprised to see Jack pointing his new camera at me with a grin.
I smiled back, a little shyly, "Am I in your way...?" I asked softly.