This is a two part sequel to a series that seemed popular when originally written a couple of years ago. A "respectable" English middle class couple in their forties have progressed from mild exhibitionism to actively seeking out sex partners and indulging in their passion for group sex. However, amazingly they still retain that old fashioned and inbred attitude of past generations and refrain from openly discussing or referring to their escapades in the cold light of day. Such people as this couple actually do exist.
Part One.
Jean and George considered the options for their first long weekend away of the year.
"It's still far too cold to pursue outdoor activities," suggested George.
His wife smiled thinking that the sort of activities they enjoyed most are better done in warmer weather if done outdoors. Now middle aged they preferred comfort and ease rather than to venture forth in icy damp or breezy cold winds. Not that they were adverse to a brisk walk on a good English winters day but their enjoyment of other interests was better in spring and summer. Like gardening was, she thought - but there ended the similarity.
Jean remembered the time they were on a car park, visiting the countryside. Late evening and with just a few people around her she felt the chill on her bottom cheeks as she bent forward into the back passenger seat. How the men watching from the shrubbery enjoyed the show as she allowed George to peel down her panties and service her from behind. Those cliff top walks on windy days too were most pleasant when her dress billowed and rose like a kite. Usually just as men or youths passed by revealing how she had forgotten to wear appropriate underwear.
So it was that they decided on a visit to a luxury hotel in central England near to the city but one that would provide an excellent base for sightseeing.
"Perhaps we'll get bored visiting grand houses and castles," said George.
"But perhaps other opportunities will present themselves," suggested Jean.
Both smiled and nodded, knowing the thoughts that ran through each of their minds.
Late Friday afternoon of the following week Jean and George were shown up to their expensive and tasteful room at the hotel.
"Thank you," smiled Jean to the young porter and stood very close as she pressed a small amount of money into his hand.
Already she was sizing up the possibilities of following interesting diversions as she eyed up the male staff. By dinner she was feeling a stirring in her loins and when George was about to shower before he dressed for their meal Jean asked him if he would like a drink.
"I think I'll call room service and take an aperitif while I wait for you," she said.
George's eyebrows rose and his eyes widened as he looked at his wife posed on the bed with her scanty underwear just visible beneath her short gown that had fallen open from waist down. He smiled to himself as he silently stepped into the bathroom feeling his penis harden before leaving his wife to play her little games.
The knock came a few minutes later and Jean shouted for the waiter to come in. How pleased she was that it was a young man and not the robust woman she had encountered earlier.
"Thanks," she said as he carried in the tray, "Just put it down there would you."
The selected place was a small table positioned at the side of the bed and ideal for the boy to peruse the body of the sexy hotel guest. Leaning forward she saw him glance first down her loosely fastened top to see her ample cleavage then between her legs to notice her black stocking tops and white thigh that divided the other black garment that was her lacy panties.
He averted his eyes when he realised she was watching him but she knew that he was a little surprised that she hadn't covered up.
"Have you time to stay a minute and talk," she asked him. "You can tell me all the best places to visit. Give me a quick guide and tell me about the place."
The young man stuttered a little then began a potted history of the place launching into a verbal list of best restaurants theatres and nightspots. She asked about taxis and places to park the car, a quite normal conversation. What was not normal though was how she leant forward to pick up her drink causing her top to gape open and the lower folds of her gown to spread even wider.
Still she reclined, relaxed and sipping her drink as she spoke to the youth. She could see his discomfort as he tried to cover up his growing erection.
"I bet you meet lots of women like me," she said, keeping her eyes glued on him.
He looked perplexed so she continued.
"Women who tease you, naughty housewives – you know I'm doing this on purpose don't you?"
She lifted her knee slightly opening her thighs to show her gusset. Her panties creased into her vaginal slit making the boy take in a sharp breath.
"It's OK, you don't need to try and hide your 'predicament'", Jean told him. "Do you like what you see?"
The boy gave a little laugh then answered with a yes.
"Do you sometimes get to have sex with female guests?" Jean asked casually as she continued to let her raised leg swing to and fro.
The boy standing by her bed regained his composure a little.
"Sometimes," he answered, "But one has to be careful, some women just tease to annoy their partners. They don't want touching, but when some do go further it may be because they want to cause trouble."
"I see!!" said Jean laughing at his forthright "sock it to me" response. "Maybe then you had better just look if you don't trust my motives. But don't go and cover up that bulge in your trousers will you?"
She took hold of the sash holding her gown together and pulled the knot. Letting the garment fall open she gave the boy the full view at the same time letting her hand fall to caress her inner thigh very close to her pussy.
"You can just watch then," she told him. "Does it bother you that I'm probably old enough to be your mother?"
"No!" assured the boy as he became restless and fidgety.
"Take out your cock!" Jean purred, "Show me what you have tucked away in there." Hesitating for a moment the boy then complied. Jean noted that he was happy with what he had to offer and with good reason she thought when a very thick and hard penis of good length sprang forth.
"Nice!" Jean told him as he began to draw the foreskin forward and back along the shaft.
Her own fingers had delved inside her panties making the boy very excited.
"Step closer!" she instructed the youth.
Taking his cock she dipped it into her glass and slowly started to suck and lick him.
