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

was early Janet felt the need for a shower, but as her hands soaped her overheated body, it tingled at her touch. Housework to occupy her mind that should help, so Janet spent the morning busying herself with household chores. Cleaning the house through, disposing of the trash and recyclable waste, that included three empty wine bottles. She had mostly drunk herself, as Sandra had only three glasses of wine in total.

 

'Three bottles' and it was only Wednesday now, with the bottle she and John had drunk on Sunday, and the two at Saturdays bar-b, that was their entire weekly allowance of wine gone. They would buy six bottles with their weekly shop, two would be taken to the group bar-b. With one bottle for Sunday's dinner, that left three for Janet to relax with and to shear with John when he got home on Fridays. She had consumed all three in one afternoon, no wonder her head had been in a muddle and had those wine-induced dreams.

 

She would have to pick up a bottle or two tomorrow, when out with the girls shopping, so they would have some for when John came home on Friday. Well, that was the morning over, the afternoon was spent sitting out in the shade on the veranda, drinking coffee watching the estate's workmen tiding up and cutting the grass. Then there was Barbera and her keep fit ladies on the telly, to exercise along with. Throw some salad together, then spend the evening watching 'Home and away' then 'Neighbours'.

 

With a better nights sleep, Janet work in a better frame of mind than Wednesday morning. Breakfast dishes washed and put away, she was dressed and ready for their outing. She was looking out the window when the big seven-seat taxi arrived, then her legs went weak as she stepped through her front door. Roberto had got out of the taxi and was smiling at her holding the door open, his eyes on her as she approached him. As she looked she saw him as she had Tuesday, deeply tanned hairy chest standing naked between Sandra's legs.

 

She tremored and her breathing became laboured, why see him like that when she could plainly see him fully dressed. She was greeted with a kiss from Sandra on entering the taxi, then it was around the estate to pick up the other three woman. They gabbled and gossiped, the whole half hour drive to the city. Shopped until twelve, then launched till one thirty, then gabbled and gossiped all the way home. Around the estate, dropping off the girls they were approaching Nicole's when she asked.

 

"How's the decorating coming on Sandra, are they finished yet?" Sandra smiled and as Janet was sitting between them, she saw Sandra's eyes look at her as she answered Nicole. "Not yet, darling, but they have promised to be done by lunchtime tomorrow," she said her eyes still looking at Janet as well as Nicole. Janet's was half a block away, from Nicole’s and as they rounded the corner, Sandra smiled and held up a wine carrier, with two bottles in it saying. "I've bought you a peace offering for last Tuesday darling, just to say thank you for your kindness."

 

Janet had also bought two bottles, and also held them up smiling, and as she had had two glasses of wine already said without thinking of the outcome of her words. "Would you like to come in and we will open one." Sandra smiled happily saying, "We would love to Janet, wouldn't we Roberto." So Janet found herself being helped from the taxi, by a very grateful Roberto, who carried the wine and poured them all a glass. Then she was kissed by Sandra, who thanked her for being so understanding, before leading Roberto upstairs.

 

Janet's temperature had started to rise as soon as she realised, Sandra had misunderstood her, and thought she was offering them sanctuary, and the use of her bedroom again. The large glass of wine Roberto had given her didn't help, as those sounds filtered down from upstairs. Again despite herself, Janet was unable to stop her curiosity and was creeping up the stairs again. The door was once again ajar, but the sounds had stopped, and they had only been up here for twenty minutes.

 

Janet's heart nearly stopped as she peeked through the crack. They were again completely naked, and he was laying on top of Sandra, but they were tippy tervy. His head was towards Janet and between Sandra's legs, his buttocks moving up and down over Sandra's head. Janet only just stopped herself gasping aloud, and giving herself away, she had to gage herself again when he lifted his head, and Janet saw Sandra's open vagina. He was stretching her open with his fingers and excited her clitoris with one of them, then with his tongue out he thrust his head back between her legs again.

 

She watched them with bated breath for several more minutes, before reluctantly creeping away, and another glass of wine to charm her. She had taken several sips of wine when Sandra's unmistakable moans and groans of lovemaking, could be heard coming from upstairs. Janet listened to the noises for fifteen minutes or more, before Sandra's long drawn out cry of satisfaction was heard. Then nothing, not a peep, not a raised voice could Janet hear. Wondering if they had finished, and would be coming down shortly.

 

She waited impatiently as the long silence annoyed her, what were they doing up there, why was she not hearing them. Then the silence was broken by giggles and soft words, that was quietly spoken. They were so quiet Janet had to climb to the top of the stairs to hear, and then she caught only some of them. Her cheeks burned as she hears Roberto praising her beauty and lush well-formed figure, saying she would make someone a fine lover. Then blushed a deeper red as she heard Sandra say, "you'd like to have her naked and under you, yourself, wouldn't you Roberto?"

 

Sandra suddenly squealed, giggling gayly saying-, "oh no stop it, oh Roberto no, oh you sod, that's too nice no stop!" -between her giggles and squeals. "Shut up you love it, now get your lips around this, while I chew on your clit," Roberto said and Sandra went quiet. There was nothing said again for a few minutes until Sandra cried out, "Oh fuck yes oh my god yes'ss!" as she gasped and puffed. "That was a big one darling, and creamy, now get on your knees, you bitch," Roberto said, in a lighthearted manner."

 

Then Janet heard the grunts and moans coming from Sandra that she had made on Tuesday when Roberto had her in this very bedroom. Moving quietly to the door Janet peeked through the crack, Sandra was on her knees at the end of the bed, eyes closed mouth open and moaning, a look of ecstasy on her face. Her hanging ample breasts wobbling as she groaned with every hard thrust he gave, from his standing position behind her.

 

Janet looked at his bronzed face and muscular hairy chest, his big hands on Sandra's buttocks holding them open as he rammed his groin onto her, making a loud slapping sound as their bodies met. His eyes looking down at his penis invading her vagina, giving little grunts himself as he thrust forward. Janet had to leave, she was getting too engrossed in what was happening in the bedroom.

 

It was though she could feel everything Sandra could feel, she was sure she was also having an orgasm when Sandra lifted her head and growled, as her body vibrated and shook. Crying out "oh fuck now Roberto now," he responded to her cry by increasing the tempo and strength of his thrusts. Making her breasts jiggle and swing faster before he after a few minutes gave one last thrust, and grunting himself as he pressed himself deep into her, and ejaculated with a look of sheer pleasure on his face.

 

As Sandra's arms had buckled under her, her frontend collapsed in a gasping heap, her rear end remaining upright only because he was holding onto her hips. As he had again resumed his thrusting into her with long hard thrusts of his hips, that made loud slapping sounds and brought weak grunts and groins from what looked like a really exhorted Sandra.

 

Janet had to tear herself away from this sight of lustful pleasers, to escape being discovered spying on them. They would surely come down soon, they had gone up at two-thirty it was now four-forty. Over two hours they had spent in that bedroom, Janet had witnessed them in presex fourplay, before hearing them having a rowdy bout of sex. Then in the last hour, she had heard them sexually teasing each other, and then just now had witnessed them having wild intercourse that had her once again sexually frustrated.

 

Janet was sat mulling over what she had seen and heard, when Roberto's voice startled her, as she hadn't noticed him emerging from the stairwell. "I must thank you again, lovely lady, for your hospitality, but I must go, I have clients to pick up at five. Sandra will be down in a little while," Roberto said, moving to where Janet was sat looking up at him a little flustered, as he took her hands and kissed them. She was not thinking as she should have and realised it when she heard herself saying in a rather husky voice.  

 

"Think nothing of it, Roberto, you are welcome here anytime," then she blushed afresh, realising she had just invited him back whenever he wished. His smile and the look he gave her didn't help her demeanour, as he once again lifted her hand, this time turning it over to give the palm of her hand a lingering kiss. Then he gave her that withering look, as his eyes were level with hers when he lifted his head from her hand and that smile that seemed to melt her, as she once again remembered seeing him naked. 

 

Chapter 4

The miniature grandfather clock had just chimed five-ten when Sandra gingerly stepped from the stairwell and smiling walked as elegantly as she could, towards a concerned looking Janet. "Are you alright Sandra?" she asked as Sandra carefully sat beside Janet, giving her a friendly pat on the knee before accepted the glass Janet held out for her. Janet still had on the short cocktail dress she had worn out to lunch, she hadn't dared change out of it when she was upstairs, Sandra would have known she had been up there.

 

"Oh yes thank you, darling, I'm just a bit tender in certain places that's all!" she smiled but didn't add any more. Janet understood exactly what she meant, as she remembered the way Roberto had vigorously thrust into Sandra’s vagina, as she had watched them having sex. She could just imagine how swollen and tender Sandra must be, remembering how swollen Sandra's vagina had looked when she had seen it on Tuesday.

 

"Would you like to stay for dinner Sandra, I'm sure I can rustle up something for you from our cupboards. Then when you are feeling better, you can go home whenever you like." Janet