JILL AGAIN
I
Jill and Rod were a bit breathless, crouching behind his car parked alongside the grass verge in the far corner of the car park. It was late evening, but high summer so that there was still light in the sky. As a pointless joke, they were hiding from friends they had just left in the clubhouse at the end of the evening.
Jill's heart was knocking at her ribs with the excitement, coupled with the exercise of running across the park. She could hear John's voice in the distance.
'Where the dickens have Rod and Jill got to? They were with us only a minute ago.'
'His car's still over there. They must still be in the club.' That was Paula's voice Jill could hear. She giggled, hot and still panting a bit. A bit sweaty!
'Oh, come on! Let's go.'
As Jill was listening to the sound of a car door opening, she was taken aback by Rod putting an arm round her waist, reaching over to kiss her. After a brief moment of surprise, still giggling, she let him, even returning the kiss - which became rather prolonged. Floating across the park were calls of 'Goodnight' from Harry, who lived close enough to walk home.
The kiss developed into mutual nibbling of lips. Hmmm! Nice!
When Jill heard a car motor starting up, she knew they were safe from discovery. She put her hand behind Rod's neck to continue the kissing of a more serious nature, slipping her tongue between his lips. It was then that she felt his other hand reach up her blouse to cup her left breast, slightly damp with perspiration. Her body gave a slight shudder of approval. The kiss became more passionate.
With it being a warm evening, Jill had not tucked her blouse into her skirt, leaving it hanging loose, and had decided not to wear her bra, so that there were no barriers to Rod's snooping hand. She had full, self-supporting breasts with outstanding nipples, which had caused something of a sensation in the bar earlier.
She made no attempt to stop him. She was feeling a bit reckless, and didn't care. Besides, it was too late she convinced herself. Jill had been flirting with her eyes at him all evening, so it was hardly surprising he would try to feel her up. And she really enjoyed having her breasts fondled - and by a strange hand, it was all the more exciting. It generated that wonderful warm feeling in her loins, bubbling over in her vulva. Jill had a sneaking attraction towards Rod, who was an outgoing, amusing - if loud - person.
Rod had the self-confidence of a guy with a large prick. They knew they were a bit special. Jill had been told by Pru that Rod had such a piece of male equipment. So, although feeling slightly guilty, she welcomed the feel of Rod's roving hand on her breasts, wondering why he had left it so late to try to feel her.
'What absolutely beautiful breasts,' Rod murmured into her mouth. 'Stunning!'
They had been rehearsing that evening for a musical they were all taking part in. The rehearsal was for principals only, but, as usual, they all met up in the club bar for a few drinks afterwards. Jill and Rod were playing opposite each other in the musical, whilst John and Paula were helping with props. Pru and Alan were also involved in the chorus, whilst Diana was involved with wardrobe, though, like Alan, was not with them on this particular night. The four couples were close friends.
On this particular evening, Alan was away on business, leaving Jill on her own for three nights, which was rather a long absence for both of them. The two of them were highly sexed and usually fucked each day. When Alan was away, they would speak on the phone for half an hour or so, whispering sexy things to each other, sometimes leading to a mutual masturbating session whilst listening to their grunts and whimpers, encouraging the other to an orgasm.
This particular evening, Alan had phoned a little before Jill was ready to go out. Her best friend, Pru had arrived to baby sit for Jill, whilst she rehearsed. Jill had teased Alan about the firm's secretaries, since this was the evening of their annual party. There would be food and wine, a little dancing and, perhaps an odd grope. She wound him up by admitting that she would be going to rehearsal wearing very little on such a warm evening - which would almost certainly turn on the men.
'You get them all wound up darling!' he told her.' Then tell me all about it when I get home.'
'I will, darling. Believe me. Have fun!'
Pru commented on Jill's attractive appearance. 'John will be salivating when he catches sight of your boobs!' she laughed. 'Maybe my husband as well!'
Jill laughed. Harry was a dark horse, the one member of the group who was not involved in the drama, but went along to support his wife. 'Help yourself to wine. There's a bottle open. Shouldn't be back late.'
'Take your time darling.' And Jill left the house feeling very sexy.
As a matter fact, all the other three men in their group fancied Jill; which was not surprising, since she was very attractive, a slender 5'6" with an elegant deportment and a ready infectious laugh. Without his wife being there, Rod was particularly attentive to Jill this evening, sitting beside her. But it was John who could hardly keep his eyes away from the shadow of her nipples pushing against the fabric of the blouse. Rod had pulled his leg about it.
'Hey, John! It's rude to stare - even if they are worth staring at.'
'You men,' Paula had said. 'All you think about is sex!'
'And why not? It makes the world go round!'
'What would you think if I stared a your crotch openly?'
'Hey! I'd think - I'll be alright tonight!' was John's retort. They laughed.
'But I have to say, Jill, they do look particularly succulent,' was Rod's opinion.
'I know you'd like to get your hands on them, but just drink your beer and mind your own business, ' Paula told him.
'Chance would be a fine thing.'
Jill threw her head back and laughed, allowing her breasts to push against the fabric of the blouse throwing the nipples into even further relief. Her husband jokingly called then organ stops. During warm weather, when shopping on a Saturday morning, Jill would be without a bra beneath her white cotton blouse, allowing her prominent, dark nipples to stand out against the fabric. Alan encouraged her in doing this, enjoying watching the reaction of the other male shoppers when they noticed her prominent buds.
So this was a deliberate move on Jill's part to tease the men. She enjoyed the feeling of power over them, egging them on by offering them a glimpse of her feminine charms. John managed to move casually behind Jill's seat so that he could glance down the top of her blouse in the hope of catching a better view of those tantalizing swellings.
But Jill knew what John was up to, and laughed even more, twisting her head round to give a knowing look to his wife, Paula, aware that her blouse would fall open sufficiently for her right nipple to be visible to John, looking over her shoulder. The thought of him getting wound up looking at her nipple gave her a kick.
All the men fancied Jill; but then they fancied all the wives really. And, if the truth were known, all the wives fancied the other men - Pru had pressed the stiffness of them all at one time or another, and was particularly attracted to Jill's husband, Alan. She had admitted as such to Jill, who found it amusing. They had few secrets from each other. Whilst Pru couldn't compete with Jill in the breast department, she was equally sexy. Like Jill, she quite fancied Rod, having recently enjoyed a mutual encounter with him at a party - though it was confined to hands only. She admitted to Jill having allowed Rod to fondle her bottom and press her breasts. Whilst kissing, Pru had fingered the shape of Rods erect cock in his trousers, feeling it twitch. She was impressed; curious to have a closer inspection sometime in the near future.
John in particular, now gazing longingly down Jill's blouse at those superb breasts, drooled over her. He had even suggested a wife swap, or foursome, to Alan who had laughed off the idea at he time. He had asked Paula later if she approved of her husband's suggestion, to be told that she'd even allow John to stray, if she could enjoy a session of sex with Alan. Alan wasn't sure if she was teasing, but made a mental note to try her out sometime.
When closing time came, all except Rod and Jill disappeared into the toilets, leaving Rod and Jill alone.
'Come on,' he suddenly took Jill's hand. 'Let's run off and hide from them.'
Rather than ask why, Jill said nothing, but ran down the corridor silently with him, breasts bouncing, and out of the front door. They sprinted across the car park to Rod's Rover, ducking down behind it, giggling. Jill, a little out of breath, peered round the front of the bonnet.
'Shh!' she hissed, giggling. 'They're coming!'
And to Jill's surprise, Rod had taken advantage of the situation by touching her breasts and kissing her on the mouth. Which of course, had been his plan all along. Seeing her nipples straining against her blouse whilst they were in the bar, had determined him to get his hands on them, use the opportunity whilst Alan was away. Rod suspected that Jill was inviting him to fondle them. Getting no brush off, Rod took the left breast in the palm of his hand, as if weighing it. And now he was fondling them! It was all much easier than he had anticipated. They were all he had expected. And more! Softly textured skin, with firm, large nipples.
