Merry Weekday Widows - J J Lacey (most inspirational books TXT) 📗

Janet a beautiful young woman of twenty-five, was becoming bored and lonely two years into her new life in Australia. Although at first, it had been an exciting adventure, when she and her husband moved to Perth Western Australia. The sun and the beaches' of golden sand had them in a holiday mood, for the first three months after they had arrived. In that time, they had made friends, with couples who like themselves wanted to enjoy life. Janet and John went to many parties, at the homes of their new friends every weekend.

These homes were in an affluent suburb of the city, and Janet wanted to live among them. The homes here were highly prised and had a high price tag to match. When their friends told them of a house for sale, in that area Janet and John went to view it. It was love at first sight for Janet, John was also smitten, and then with much juggling of finances, they were convinced they could afford it. Therefore, it was out of rented accommodation, and into their very one home, and a housewarming party to celebrate with their friendly neighbours.

That had been two years ago, then they had to settle down to earn the money to pay for the carefree life they wanted. Only you had to work hard to do just that, John needed to earn good money to get the things they wanted, and only the best would do. Johns programming job promised to provide that need, but he had to work long hours just too simply keep their dream alive. Not long after they moved in, they realise why they only saw their male friends at the weekends. All four of the men had highly paid occupations with mining companies, and all four flew out to the mines early Monday mornings.

They would return Friday nights and spend the weekend’s home with their wives. Then early on Monday morning would leave the women alone again all week, to have their coffee morning's together and shopping sprees in the city. Then there was the quietly arranged girly night's out, in one of the many nightspots in the city. They invited Janet to join them on their nightly escapades when Bob, Sandra's husband offered John a highly paid job at the mining company he worked at. Only now, John also had to travel to do his programming, and spend many nights away from home and Janet.   

Janet now became a weekday widow like her female friends, but at one of their coffee afternoons. Janet queried why they could not move closer to the mines, to be with their husbands. As the others just looked at her, Nicole looked at her mystified saying. "You have got to be joking darling; the mines are in the north of Papua New Guinea. Deep in the tropical rainforest, there is absolutely nothing to do there darling, and the unbearable heat and humidity would kill us! No, I will put up with Simon being away for five days, and enjoy him when he comes home!" She smilingly said, much to the laughter and merriment of the others.    

Janet had not known of the location of the mines, nor the conditions that their husbands had to endure to work there. Nicole had voiced the feeling of the other woman, so Janet eagerly accepted their offer to join them on their nightly fun sprees to ease the lonely nights and boredom. Every second Tuesday night, they would spend gaily enjoying themselves at a casino or nightclub. There Janet witnesses her merry friends, openly flirting with waiters and male customers alike.

"You've got to have a little fun or you will go mad," they had told her when she razed an eyebrow at them. She had laughed with them herself when put that way; it was all in harmless fun, wasn’t it! She had to admit that was true, as they always went home together at the end of the night. 

Then she herself began to lighten up and enjoy their company, as she continued to go out with them, and over the following months. She secretly enjoys the attention and flattering remarks given to her, by several admirers and one in particular. A little flushed with embarrassment she might be, but it gave her an inner tingling glow, to hear their saucy innuendoes and suggestions. In addition, to having many invites for secretive nights out, from some good-looking young men.

She told them all quite sinisterly, that she was happily married, and she would not do that sort of thing, she only came out at night with her friends. She told it time, and time again, but some were more persistent than others were. These men were the regulars the other woman flirted with, and as they had said, it was all in fun. Janet thought it strange though when the same group of men turned up at each venue they went too. Although it was never the same venue every time, the same men seemed to appear as if they knew.

The woman always used the same familiar private taxi driver to take them out and to pick them up at the end of all their soirees outings. Sandra always arranged all of the outings venues, plus the taxi; she being picked up first and taken home last. Janet thought nothing of it until one Tuesday afternoon when there was a knock on her door, and found Sandra standing there looking a little agitated.

"Hello, Sandra, whatever is the matter?" Janet asked. Expecting to hear of some disaster, she should know about but was shocked instead when Sandra asked. "I need a big discreet favour, Janet, I'm sure you will not let me down darling, I need to borrow your spear bedroom. It's a bit awkward at home at the moment, you see I have the decorators in and Roberto is here for his regular visit."

Janet suddenly realised there was a taxi parked outside, and the driver was the same driver that always drove them into the city and back. Whether for the nights out, lunches or shopping sprees, it was always he. Janet was stunned when now reanalysing the true reason for Sandra's visit, but not knowing what to say, she stepped to one side.

Sandra took this as approval, and beckoned to Roberto to come, and stepped into the house thanking Janet warmly. "Oh thank you, darling, I thought you would be sympatric, you can always count on me if you ever need a secret kept," Sandra said cradling Janet and kissing her just as the man entered. Janet had seen him many times but had never really noticed him. Now as she looked, he was quite a handsome man in a rugged sort of way. Deeply suntanned about forty properly Italian, he had that Mediterranean look about him.    

The man smiled warmly at Janet, as he entered, not in the least embarrassed at her knowing what he and Sandra had come here to do, and in Janet's spear bedroom. As Sandra had been in the house many times, there was no need for Janet to show her the way. So as blatant as you please, Sandra led her male friend upstairs by the hand, to find the guest bedroom. Janet felt a flash in her cheeks and a flutter in her tummy, knowing they would be having sex with her in the house, and it had her slightly excited.

They were not too discreet in the way they noisily made love either, with them not closing the door to the bedroom properly. Janet was able to hear all of Sandra's whimpering and passionate cries. As he made love to her while making loud sexual remarks, which started as soon as they got upstairs, these remarks were designed to inflame Sandra senses to a higher arousal. His inflaming words Janet could plainly hear as she quietly crept up the stairs, thirty minutes after they had themselves gone up. Janet was creeping up because she had to use the bathroom, which was across the hall from the bedroom they were using.

With the door ajar, Janet could plainly hear his sexual language and the unmistakable slapping sounds of their bodies coming together; which coincided with Sandra crying out in ecstasy. The sounds made Janet's heart race and her aroused feelings overcame her judgment, as she made to look through the crack of the door. As the door opened into the room, you could only see the bed through the crack at the hinge side of it. They were both naked, and he was standing at the end of the bed, with her legs wrapped around him as they noisily had sex.

As he supported himself above her body with outstretched arms, Janet could plainly see between them, and almost swooned as she saw the root of his thick penis partially withdrawing from Sandra. Only to watch it repeatedly thrust back into her with force, Janet almost cried out herself, as Sandra moaned aloud with every thrust of his penis.

Janet was transfixed and her need for the bathroom forgotten, as she found she could not tear herself away, from the spectacle of his thrusting penis before her eyes, and his words that inflamed her as well as Sandra. She only turned away after he had quickened his thrusts, at Sandra’s request of "harder" and then he ejaculated. With a pounding heart, Janet quickly retreated to the living room, so as not to be caught spying on them when they came out. Janet poured herself a large wine with trembling hands, in an attempt to cool her temperature and charm her down. Only the wine would not quill the flame that made her hot and bothered.

She sat waiting but it seemed they had not finished, for Janet could still hear Roberto voice uttering words to inflame Sandra and Sandra’s responding cries of passion. They could not be still having sex sourly, she had witnessed them having sex thirty minutes after they had gone upstairs. She herself had watched them having intercourse for twenty minutes, before leaving them thinking they had finished. That had been fifteen minutes ago, which meant they had already been in the bedroom for almost an hour and a half.

Halfway up the stairs, Janet almost faltered and turned back, but her aroused senses and Sandra’s cries of passion drew her nearer. Sandra was lying as she had before on her back, her bum at the base of the bed legs bent and wide apart. Roberto was kneeling between them, his left hand crushing Sandra’s right breast as he toyed with her nipple. The fingers of his right hand, he was thrusting into Sandra’s vagina as he taunted her with sexual words.

As Janet watched Roberto removed his fingers, and lowered his mouth to Sandra’s vagina, making her moan and vibrate as he moved his lips and tongue on her sensitive orifice. Janet found her right hand had wondered between her open kneeling legs, to ease the aching itch that was causing her discomfort there. Then she trembled as Roberto lifted his head licking his lips saying Sandra tasted wonderful, as his hands turned Sandra onto her belly.

Then spreading Sandra’s buttocks Roberto knelt upright and Sandra gave a long sexual moan as he entered her, then gave soft panting grunts as Roberto slowly thrust himself into her. Janet’s fingers now covered in the warm juices from between her legs, softly moaning to herself, as she watched the lovemaking before her eyes. Almost unaware that the fingers inside her were moving in unison with Roberto’s slowly thrusting hips, she also had her left hand toying with her sensitive nipples.

Then her fingers moved faster when Roberto increased his tempo, making Sandra gasp and moan louder. Janet shuddered herself when he thrust hard