The following week I didn't hear from Jacqui or her mum. I felt a bit let down, as I thought they had enjoyed our day together and might want a repeat, but I heard nothing. I thought of ringing, but decided it was up to them to contact me -- they knew where I was and that I was up for it, in all senses of the word.
The person I did hear from though was my neighbor Paul. He came round on Saturday morning to complain about the noise from the day before. He said he could tell what was going on and asked that we kept the noise down for the future. I tried to make an excuse about it just being my maid having slipped over and hurt herself, but he just winked and said, "don't worry about it. I'm perfectly cool with you doing what you want in your own house. From what I could see your maid looked fine when she left your house last night and I couldn't help noticing that there was a very pretty girl with her. Lucky you, I say. But please keep the noise down, as my wife is pregnant and needs some peace and quiet."
I didn't clarify that Jasmin was Jacqui's daughter -- that was certainly too much information. But he didn't seem like a bad guy and we shook hands before he went back to his own house.
I have to confess that I had noticed him and his wife around previously, although we had never spoken. They were both around 30. His wife was a few months pregnant, with what I assumed was their first child. She was a very pretty, tall, blonde lady, who didn't seem to mind flaunting the not inconsiderable assets that she had been bestowed with. She already had a nice pair of tits, which she showed off with tight low cut tops and I wondered how much bigger they would get as her pregnancy developed. I have always had a thing about pregnant women. I thought that she did not look like a prude who would be bothered by people fucking next door.
I spent the following week working hard and was amazed that all of a sudden I was having some great ideas for designs. I produced at least half a dozen sketches for new houses for clients, and was excited to see what they would make of them. All the work also helped me to take my mind off of Jacqui and Jasmin; I hardly jerked off at all that week.
When Friday came round though, it was a relief to see Jacqui arrive in her car as normal. I went to open the door for her. There was nobody else around so I opened the door wide and welcomed her in. As soon as she had taken her clothes off, I gave her a big hug and kiss, and was relieved when she hugged and kissed me back with what felt like equal passion. She even gave my dick a quick kiss for good measure.
I asked her how she and Jasmin had been, and why they hadn't contacted me. Jacqui said that she had told Jasmin not to contact me again as she didn't want to ruin what had been a wonderful occasion. She also thought that Jasmin should take some time and space to think about things. In fact it seemed that her daughter was still very keen on seeing me and in the last week Jacqui had had to stop her coming to see me on more than one occasion, insisting it was not a good idea.
She told me Jasmin had gone back to university the day before and would not be back before the summer. I was disappointed, but also heartened at the same time. It did cross my mind that Jacqui may actually be just a bit jealous of her daughter and was trying to keep her away from me, but that seemed rather egotistical.
Jacqui continued, saying that were some other things she needed to talk to me about and asked where could we go to chat. I suggested that we relaxed in the hot tub, and sent her off while I went and made a couple of drinks. I know I needed one, as I was worried about what she was going to say.
The hot tub is a great invention for winding down. I had only used it a few times before with Jacqui, but it always ended up with us fucking. I wasn't sure if that was going to be on the menu today though. We sat facing each other, Jacqui with her legs nicely apart and her tits floating on the top of the water, which at least gave me a nice view.
"I have been thinking a lot about our relationship this last week and I have a proposal to make," she started. "I want to come to live with you full time. That way I can be naked every day, and we can fuck as much as we want. I realize that I have lost a lot of years not having as much sex as I should have, and now want to make up for lost time. I also want to explore my sexuality to the full."
I didn't say anything so as not to spoil the moment.
After a minute she went on: "I am willing to try anything you fancy. You can treat me as your sex slave if you want; I know you well enough to know that you wouldn't hurt me. I also know from seeing some of your porn collection that you are interested in other sex acts and I would love to try some of them with you whilst I still can. I also have several girlfriends who I would like you to meet. I know they are looking to spice up their sex lives, because their husbands don't give them enough attention. If you have any male friends who you think may like to fuck me that would be great; you can watch as well if you want." Basically she was up for anything.
Before I could answer, she went on to say that there was a second reason why it made sense for her to move in with me: she could rent out her own house and make more money than from her cleaning jobs. Overall, she would be better off and I would get free cleaning and cooking all week. If I kept playing my cards right, Jasmin might also be included in the deal - at least when she was back from university.
I had to think about this proposal for at most half a second before saying "Yes, of course. Great!"
She came over and gave me a big kiss and sat on my lap. We laughed and carried on chatting about when we she would move in, and what different things we could do together.
After about an hour or so Jacqui got up and said she had to pee. I asked her if she would let me watch. She sat on the edge of the tub and opened her legs and started to pee all over the patio. She peed for what seemed like an eternity. I confessed that it was the first time I had seen a woman pee as my ex had never let me watch. The most I had seen was her sitting on the toilet, but with her legs well shut. Jacqui had just given me a really good view of how a woman really pees. I was getting hard myself, but realized that the drinks were also having an effect on me: I needed to go as well. I asked Jacqui if she would mind if I peed whilst she watched. She said that was fine with her and asked if she could hold my dick whilst I did it. She pointed it horizontally towards the grass and I let flow. After a few seconds Jacqui deliberately pointed the flow on to her own leg and then up towards her pussy and stomach before I started running out. She then shook my dick dry and kissed it to get off the last traces of pee and then I did the same with her pussy.
We got back in the tub and carried on talking. We agreed that piss play was one of the things we needed to look into a bit more, as we were both pretty turned on by it.
I told her about the conversation I had had with my neighbor that morning and also told her that I thought his wife was hot and that I would love to fuck a pregnant woman. We hatched a plan to see if they were up for something together. We agreed that Jacqui would go round to the neighbors one day in the coming week and invite them round for a drink. Jacqui thought this sounded like a great start to our living together and obviously it would be great to get on well with the neighbors in all senses. If they were game she had no problem fucking a 30 year old hunk and watching me fuck a pregnant woman - preferably at the same time.
We then moved on to discuss Jasmin. Jacqui told me that whilst she hadn't wanted Jasmin to see me the last week, now that she was back at university she had no problem in us setting up a video call. She knew that Jasmin's classes on Friday ended at 3pm, so I suggested that she get on with cleaning the house so that by 3pm she would be free for us to talk with Jasmin. That way there was a chance of me still being able to get a hard on to show Jasmin.
