All We Knew Postscript

All Characters are aged eighteen or over, sex is consensual, this is a slight departure from the main story, I hope you enjoy. Again non British English lovers please accept that the story is set in the UK and uses the root tongue of English for spelling, if you can't take arse or Mum, then best you skip this story. Enjoy.

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Later that Month at the Carpenters

John Carpenter sat in the lounge and put the telephone down, he smiled and waited for Mary to come in from the kitchen.

"Hi," he said as Mary came in rubbing some hand cream onto the back of her hands.

"Did you speak to them?" she asked sitting down on his lap and kissing his nose.

"Yes Jack and Angela are going to come for a meal on Thursday, the kids are all out so it will just be the four of us."

"Good, I might do the beef in ale with the slices of french stick covered with mustard on top, I think that would be best in this weather. Can you get some beer and wine for then?"

John nodded and ran his hands up her sides, she relaxed her arms so that his hands slid under them and against the sides of her breasts. She purred and wiggled on his lap, loving the contact with him.

"Hmm, fancy an early night, big boy?" she winked slowly and blew him a kiss.

"Is 7.30 too early for bed?" he asked arching his eyebrow and faking a yawn.

She smiled and leaned in to kiss him, after a few minutes she broke it and leaned into his shoulder,

"Probably and then as we get started the kids will be back and then we'll be upstairs and it will get embarrassing as they try to find us, then they get embarrassed themselves when they realise we're in bed,"

"So that's a yes then?" he said lifting her up and sliding his arms around her buttocks.

"Oh Yes!" she shouted, "Take me to bed and wear me out,"

Thursday

John Carpenter and Jack Chambers stood and examined the pints of beer that John had poured. They noted the colour, watched the bubbles rising and the small frothy head on the pints.

"He's local really, just down on the industrial estate, only produces a couple of hundred gallons a month. Sells it direct from the barrel. He does a 2 litre plastic bottle, or you can get a 16 pint polypin or he does a 36 pint barrel for special occasions."

"This is good beer, he must have been a professional brewer before with one of the big boys, this is too good for an amateur just starting up."

Mary and Angela stood in the kitchen watching the stove, the saucepans bubbling away. They each held a glass of wine and engaged in a conversation dominated by their children and their complicated love loves. Their children were each in an incestuous relationship, but posed as going out with their friends sibling to avoid any gossip. This had been going on with the parents approval for about 9 months or more.

The parents had developed a real friendship, which transcended the bizarre structure of their children's tangled love life. They had found that they actually had a lot of shared interests and ideals, so had quickly sought out each others company at various events, which brought them closer together. The boys shared passions for real ale and various sports, including supporting the same football team. They loved cricket and tennis although neither actually played. The girls had a mutual passion for art and drama, booking up to several West End shows that their husbands feigned disinterest in, but always allowed themselves to be coerced to go. All four loved walking and regularly now tramped across local fields and meadows, hills and woods, enjoying being outside and feeling the wind (and rain) on their faces.

They ate the meal, enjoying the rich juicy chunks of beef with the thick ale based gravy.This was topped with slices of French Bread coated in Dijon Mustard which had been baked on top of the meat and gravy for the last half hour of the cooking. Fresh vegetables and creamy parsnip mashed potato accompanied the dish.

"John, I couldn't help notice that you were drinking a lot of fluids and had to take a leak several times on our last walk and Mary always went with you, look is something wrong. Do you need to see a doctor, I know that at our age the old prostrate can become a bit of a nuisance. I had a friend who went when he experienced problems and the doctor sent him on to the Hospital and he was in and out in about a month. Completely cured and loving life, no side affects at all, if you know what I mean."

Mary blushed and raised her hand to her mouth, John looked awkwardly at his friend. Angela, reached out and touched Mary's shoulder.

"Mary, don't worry we're here to help, you can tell us, it's nothing to be ashamed or worried about, believe me. Nick, Jacks friend said it was a real lifesaver and the care he had was tremendous."

Mary now rocked on her chair, both hands over her face, suddenly she gasped and let out a loud laugh.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, really, it's not what you think, I am so embarrassed about this, please forgive me if I seem not to be taking this seriously."

She chuckled and felt her face and chest flare bright red. She looked at John and they both chuckled and laughed.

Jack, looked amazed and disturbed by the pairs reaction and wondered what he had stumbled onto. Angela looked across at him mystified by their friends laughter.

John began to calm down and held out his hand for Mary's she reached for him and the gripped each others hand tightly.

"Please forgive us for being so rude and be assured that this is not some medical emergency. The truth is..."

John trailed off and looked at Mary who took up the tale for him.

"The truth is, when John was going off to take a leak I go too because, well, I like to hold his co.. er pri..err you know when he pee's it's really neat. I like to wave it around to make swirly patterns or aim it at something to see if I can hit it...Oh God we've really upset you haven't we, you were so kind to ask if it was serious and really it's just us getting our kicks in our old age."

Jack Chambers held his breath, this was mind boggling, John had been lucky enough to get Mary to hold his cock while he peed, amazing.

Angela looked at Mary with her mouth open, truly amazed at her friends confession.

"Oh my God, you dirty women," she said in a rasping growl, "you hold his prick while he pisses, that is truly disgusting, I love it." she leaned forward and kissed Angela on the cheek..

"Doesn't he get hard hun, Jack does if I even look at it, and I love to look at it. I wish I had one; although," she smiled lewdly, "with what we're sitting on we can have as many of those as we like." she laughed loudly and Mary laughed back at her.

"John, how does it feel having Mary touching you when you pee, it must be a weird experience, especially as we've been trained to point the dam thing ourselves to make sure it doesn't spray everywhere."

"Jack it is indescribable, the best feeling ever and yes Ange I do get a bit stiffer, but with practice I can actually hold off getting too hard whilst I'm peeing and Mary's playing with it."

"Wow, where did that come from, you two must have shared some pretty frank conversations with each other to let that cat out the bag."

Mary and John grinned at each other.

"Well there's a whole story behind this little kink and we'll share it with you, if you promise that it stays away from the kids, I don't think they'd understand it at all."

"That seems fair enough, we promise, now come on tell all."

Mary and John then spent the next twenty minutes recounting the tale, slipping in and out of each others sentences, filling the Chambers in on their problems and mutual discoveries. Jack and Angela sat amazed and astounded by their apparently sedate and conservative friends tale.

"Bloody hell, that is just awesome; so have you like experimented with each other a lot? Do you actually enjoy it all the time, or do you just feel the urge to get a little kinky now and again?"

"Jack, don't be so inquisitive, let them tell us the rest."

"Well there's not much more to tell, it's kinda like the sex thing, it just comes over you and we probably indulge in this about two or three times a week. In between we quite often have just straight sex, and I have to say, I am now really into this. I've pissed over John from his face to his feet. He discovered though that he likes me to squat over his cock and start to pee slowly then turn the tap on fully, now that really gets him going. I like him to pee on my clit and last night he peed on my bum, right against my little starfish, it was unbelievably erotic. I want him to pee in me but that's proving a little bit more difficult"

"Well I'll be! I'm feeling a little bit hot under the collar now people and after all that talk I think I need another drink please. I gotta go pee, too" Angela red faced stood to leave the room.

Jack leapt up and grabbed her hand, "Any chance I can watch you up close and very personal please, I got to see this for myself. Do you know in all the years we've been together I've never thought about Ange peeing, but now I gotta know what it looks like for myself."

They both left the table for the bathroom giggling like two little schoolgirls as they climbed the stairs.

"Mary do you think we've just opened Pandora's Box with those two?" John asked slipping his wine glass below Mary's dress. She slipped forward on her seat and a slight hiss was followed by the sound of fresh piss pouring into his glass.

"Mmm I don't know, but I hope you realise I'm hoping to get my own back with that later," she said pointing at his nearly full glass, now poised at his lips. "I want to try getting you to piss inside me tonight, so drink up buster, there's plenty more where that came from."

Meanwhile upstairs Angela was hopping from foot to foot as she fought to remove her knickers completely, she finally got one leg free and as the panties hung round her other foot she kicked them off towards the bath. Hoicking her dress up to her stomach she sat back on the toilet and spread her legs wide. Jack knelt down in front of her and watched his wife's pussy. A sudden hiss presaged a deluge of piss erupting from her, streaming into the toilet bowl with a loud splashing sound. It came out thick and fast, causing bubbles to form on the surface of the water.

Jack gazed in amazement, he had never expected anything like this, it was electrifying, little splashes touched his face, but he didn't flinch, instead he enjoying the sight and sound of his wife's bladder emptying into the bowl. He could smell the aroma of her pee and inhaled deeply to make sure he could almost taste it.

"Oh my God Ange, that is amazing, wow that's a real turn on, are you pushing that out or is that just how it comes out naturally? can I lick you when you finish?"

"Only if I get to hold your prick when it's your turn, and yes I am pushing it out, otherwise it's liable to trickle over my pussy and wander around dripping off everywhere" she said, feeling strangely erotically excited, knowing after so many years of marriage she still had the power to thrill her husband.

" I am so stiff now Ange, I couldn't pee if I drank ten gallons. That is so sexy, I never ever knew how you pissed or how exciting it was. You are so hot. Let me lick you please, slow it down so I can see it rolling over you."

Angela began to tighten her muscles so the stream slowed and it began to run across her pussy lips, and dribbling back towards her anus, finally it reduced to a few drops that tinkled into the bowl in a series of plip and plops. She waggled her bottom to try to get as much to drain off as possible. She stood holding her dress just over her stomach. Watching her husband as he eyed her pussy and leaned forward. His tongue reached out for her lips and lazily licked along them lapping up the straggling drops. Angela rose up on tiptoes as her husband began to slowly explore her pussy and lap up the drops of piss on her inner lips as her flower opened above him.

"God yes," she whispered as his tongue continued to lap at her, suddenly he leaned right in and pushed it into her. Angela gasped and her knees felt weak as an orgasm blitzed through her body. Sighing she pushed his head away and sank back down on the toilet, dazed and very confused at the strange turn of events.

Jack licked his lips and smiled. He looked at Angela in wonder,

"Why have we never tried that before?" he asked, gazing longingly at her pussy spread open as Angela sat back and widened her legs for him.

" I don't know, but if you like it as much as I did, I can see this happening again and again," she said reaching down for her knickers, which lay by the bathtub, where she had kicked them away earlier.

"Oh no, are you going to put your knickers back on?" said Jack pouting at her.

"Not if you don't want me too," she said, picking them up and handing them to him. Jack stuffed them in his pocket and stood up reaching for her, she rose and pulled the flush.

"Come on sexy, we'd better rejoin our hosts, they'll be thinking we've been up to no good," he smiled as they left the bathroom together.

Downstairs John and Mary heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door open. Jack and Angela came down together, arm in arm and smiling.

"Well are you two ok?" said John, as he watched them walk back into the dining room. "Hmm, I like your new aftershave," he said sniffing Jacks cheek, "Is it new, or have you used it before?"

"John." said Angela blushing, "that is so embarrassing, especially as you know it's me that gave it to him," she winked and sat back at the table.

"Well Angela, I have to say, it bears a strong resemblance to some fine facial lotion Mary has provided for me for a while now, it's so intoxicating isn't it?" He glanced at Mary and grinned.

"Anyway," he said, raising his glass, "Here's to friendship and the things we can teach each other."

"Is that a new wine, why did you switch from beer?" said Jack, and before John could protest downed a swig, rolling it around his mouth and swilling it over his tongue. His eyes bulged as he picked up the slightly bitter taste, before a mix of wine and tea or coffee came through. "Oh my God, that is delicious, I've not tried that before, but I'd like a glass myself if that's possible," he said.

"Oh no," said Mary looking at John, "I'm so sorry, Jack, but I'm afraid there isn't anymore at the moment." she smiled and looked at John, "please, would you share your glass with Jack."

John walked over to the cabinet and took out another wineglass and poured half the liquid into each, passing Jack one and sipping the other.

Angela looked put out, "don't I get to try it?" she asked and made a little moue with her mouth.

Mary smiled and said, "you may find that this particular drink is not to your taste, it may not appeal."

Angela looked at her and smiled back, " So I'm the only one who's not going to drink your pee then!"

Mary looked at her then taking an unused wine glass from the table slid forward on her chair again, a quiet hiss and a little piss appeared in the glass, slowly creeping up the sides into a full measure. She passed the glass to Angela, "It may be a little stronger than the boys have, but you're very welcome to try and by the way I've never tried it myself."

Angela reached for another unused glass, slid forward on her chair, another hissing noise gently came out and the glass slowly filled.

"Well it would be rude of me not to share with my best friend. my love," she said as she handed the glass to Mary.

"You're health," said Jack and raised his glass, and they all took a mouthful of their drinks.

"Angela, that is just so strange, not as bitter as I thought it would be, salty true enough but it's strange to be drinking a warm white wine, but it's definitely drinkable," said Mary finishing the glass with a smile.

"I agree with you on that," said Angela, "definitely one to drink warm, not for laying down or leaving in a fridge."

Jack and John finished their glasses and put the empty glasses on the table.

"Well what happens now then?" said Jack, "does anyone have any idea what we do next?"

"Well I had hoped to keep John topped up so he could try to pee in me tonight, but I have a feeling that won't happen." said Mary wistfully, "But we could have a few beers and top up the tanks!"

"Good idea," said John and promptly made for the kitchen to retrieve the beer. Returning he found some glasses and they drank the beer, then another 2 litre bottle found it's way into the room and was promptly dispatched.

"Wow, I'm feeling full now, won't be long and I'll need to go again," said Mary, feeling a slight hot feeling in her cheeks.

"How about we pop our coats on and go along the footpath by the stream," said Angela, "then we could both hold our husbands dicks and see if we can get them to pee, I really want to see that."

"I'm game," said John, as Mary nodded, "Jack?"

"Well ok, I've not flashed my prick to anyone before and I'm a little shy about it, even with you two, I don't want to embarrass myself."

"Why is it really big or really small?" asked John with a wry grin, "Because it might be me that's embarrassed."

"I guess it's average, Angela, would you agree?"

"I don't know hun, it's enough for me, if that helps, it's about this big," she said holding her hands about 6 inches apart.

"Same size as John then," said Mary grinning, "so there should be no problem with penis envy."

"And it's not over cold out tonight, so that shouldn't reduce the size either."

They went to the hall and put on their light coats, marching out the door the couples linked up arm in arm. They walked to the country track behind the Carpenters rear garden and peeled off onto the path to the little stream that ran away towards the distant River Thames. Soon they can to a moonlit clearing and established that they were all alone. They listened for a while until they were sure they wouldn't be disturbed.

"Ok Mary show us how it's done," said Jack, gripping Angela too him.

"John stand here so they can see you," said Mary and as he moved over she unzipped his fly and gently removed his prick through his pants and out through the opening in his trousers.

"Mmmm, nice," said Angela absently as Johns prick came into view, gripping Jacks arm harder, "nothing like you hun, but nice all the same."

John relaxed his muscle as Mary's small hand circled his dick, as the spray began to come out she started to move it slightly generating a twisting motion so the pee appeared to be looping around in a circular fashion, then as the stream intensified, she alternately gripped and relaxed her hand to cause small spears of piss to jet from Johns dick. finally she began to angle the piss jet upwards until it reached an apex and fell puttering to the ground several feet away.

"Ohh wow, better than fireworks," said Angela, "ready to try hun?" she looked at Jack who nodded.

Angela unzipped the fly on Jack's trousers and began to insert her fingers into the gap, re-emerging with Jacks circumcised cock. Mary gasped, she had never seen a real life circumcised cock before, she gripped onto Johns arm and stared. Using Mary's technique as a guide Angela stood to one side and looped her fist round Jacks cock. He relaxed his muscle and a stream of piss emerged from his piss slit. Angela pointed it skyward until an arch of piss three or four feet high jetted away from him. She then began to close and loosen her grip watching the spears of piss jet up and fall away.

"Oh. God, that is so sexy, I never knew you could do this hun, do you boys do this sort of thing yourselves."

Jack began to groan and the pee began to falter. They all looked down to see Jacks cock had grown stiffer and this had caused the piss to slow to a stop. "Sorry," he said, "you got me all excited."