This short story is taken from a much larger series of chapters that I have been working on, I have now finished four chapters each approximately thirty thousand words.
They chart the life of a young girl called Jenny from a small town in north east England. In this excerpt we find Jenny at the age of twenty three, engaged and living with her boyfriend in their first house, she has been sexually active for many years and her fiancΓ©e encourages her to not only flaunt herself but have sex with whoever she wants.
Jenny's hairdressing round was as busy as ever and she even had to turn customers away, one of her clients was Lyn, Lyn was the same age as Jenny's mother but with a lot more life in her. Lyn's daughter Jayne had gone to school with Jenny and they lived in a semi detached house on the Fairfax estate with Mel, Lyn's husband. Jenny did Lyn's hair once a fortnight on a Friday afternoon and once a month she also cut Mel's hair, Lyn worked at a local supermarket and Mel was a lorry driver who was often away for days but was always back on a Friday.
Things had started off quite normal, Jenny would sort out Lyn's hair then she would put a towel round Mel and trim his hair while Lyn busied herself with chores usually chatting with Lyn as she cleaned or tidied things up. Often Lyn would leave Jenny and Mel in the kitchen while she went about her work and this was when Mel's hands began to wander, it started with him stroking her skirt or legs or when Jenny was leaning in close to him her boobs. At first Jenny was shocked and stepped away from him but over time she became used to it, Mel was not particularly good looking, he was older than Jenny's dad and was always unshaven but it was a difficult situation for Jenny as she could hardly tell Lyn her husband was feeling her up every time she looked away.
Each time Jenny cut Mel's hair things seemed to go a bit further, it started with him stroking her skirt to find out if she was wearing stockings and rubbing her suspenders, then getting his hand up her skirt and grabbing her arse or feeling his way round her knickers, all this while they both talked to Lyn who was unaware what was going on. By the time a couple of months had passed Mel had now managed to get his fingers inside her thong rubbing her pubes and feeling her slit, he was also very skilful in rubbing Jenny's nipples until they were fully erect, initially Jenny resisted, Lyn was her friend and she liked her.
But Jenny also realised that she liked his groping and was starting to look forward to her visits, she started to wear less tight skirts so he could get easier access to her, wore g strings instead of thongs and thinner tops braless of course. Every now and then Mel would manage to get a finger inside her knickers and up her pussy, grinning at Jenny as he found she was deliciously wet and Jenny would close her eyes as he frigged her while still trying to have a conversation with his wife. Jenny just saw it all as a bit of fun and the thought of a guy in his fifties fiddling with her turned her on, she was not going to shag him, Lyn was always there but it was a bit of a laugh and she had to admit doing it while Lyn was there was the real exciting bit.
Jenny pushed things a bit further one week, Mel had been like an octopus either grabbing her boobs or reaching for her pussy whenever he got the chance, Lyn had just left them alone going in to the front room with a duster and polish and Jenny moved away from Mel and stood in front of him with a cheeky smile on her face. Jenny was standing in front of the seated Mel, comb and scissors in one hand and slowly while looking him in the eye began to raise her skirt, her stocking tops came in to view first then her suspenders and then as a little treat for him her sheer black g string which she had carefully selected that morning.
Jenny licked her lips and snaked a finger down over her pubes and rubbed her fanny while moving towards him slowly, eventually she moved in to his reach and he thrust two fingers under her knickers and straight up Jenny's dripping cunt. Jenny gasped as he moved his fingers in and out of her, his movement made easier as Jenny was now soaking, suddenly they were disturbed by Lyn appearing at the doorway polishing the woodwork and asking Jenny about potential holiday destinations that year. Jenny was mortified and froze but Mel carried on fingering her and Jenny had no option but to carry on a conversation with Lyn while her husband sank his fingers up her and rubbed her clit, eventually Mel had to stop as Lyn had to put her cleaning things away and reluctantly he withdrew his hand from under Jenny's skirt.