Chapter Five Janet felt sophisticated the next day following the adventure she had enjoyed with Laura.Chapter Five Janet felt sophisticated the next day following the adventure she had enjoyed with Laura. She swelled with pride. She felt worldly and truly a woman for the first time in her life. Yet, she had anxiety. Lezbo games, she decided, would be fine and fun, but no way was she going to get hooked on such practices. Through it all, she was very clear in her feelings and emotions, and now, more than ever, she knew that she loved her husband more than anyone or anything in the world. She had to separate her feelings for Mark from the wild, raw pleasure she had discovered with her brief encounter with Bob and Laura Spring. After all, she concluded, she was a young woman with a sexy, eager body. Why was it so wrong to get and give physical pleasure? When she opened the door in answer to the doorbell on Wednesday morning she found a robust, curly-headed, young stud standing on the porch. He was wearing a tight T-shirt and tight faded jeans. His youthful, handsome face was even featured and he was smiling. His alert blue eyes widened at the sight of her. "Mrs. White?" he asked tentatively. "Yes," she replied, amusement in her eyes. "Your... your husband sent me to clear out the furniture for the new carpet you're getting tomorrow." Janet nodded absently, half hearing the young man's words. She was stealing glimpses at the bulge in his jeans. "Ma'am?" he said, blushing, then cleared his throat. "Did you hear me?" Janet snapped back to reality, stood aside and ushered him into the house. "Yes, of course," she said. "My husband told me you would be coming. I had just forgotten." "Well, your husband said you'd show me which rooms were getting the carpet," he said, his eyes blinking as he glimpsed the generous swell of Janet's tits inside her blouse. "That's right," Janet told him, making a real effort to shake away the lewd thoughts racing through her head. "This way, please." She led him down the narrow hallway. As she walked, she couldn't resist adding a provocative sway to her steps. She sensed the stud's eyes were glued to her ass, and that pleased her. She glanced over her shoulder, instantly gratified to see that she had been right. He was, indeed, looking at her round ass globes, which were on display for him under her tight shorts. |