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Chapter 9 Bobs Benefits

Chapter 9 Bobs Benefits

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Chapter 9 Bob's Benefits

Beth had never travelled outside North America. She was uncertain about what to pack but whatever she took had to be practical. She decided on one 'impractical' garment, her red cocktail dress, just in case she was invited to something more formal.

When she told her neighbour about her last-minute trip, Jane was very happy for her and offered to mind the house while she was away. Beth handed over the spare set of keys.

Although her flight was only two days away, time seemed to pass very slowly. Nevertheless, she became increasingly excited with the prospect of seeing her husband again. Luckily, she was going to an English-speaking country. Beth had no knowledge of other languages other than high school French and most of that had long faded from her memory.

The day of her flight suddenly arrived. A few hours later, she landed in London, passed through customs, picked up her luggage and exited the baggage area straight into her husband's arms. He kissed like he really missed her, which he did. Then he took her luggage and led her to the parking where his London business colleague was waiting for them.

Bob introduced Nigel who had brought his sister Wilma with him. They made introductions then set off for Bob's hotel. Along the way, Beth learned that Wilma had divorced her husband because he was drunk and abusive. She had no children although she wanted to have at least one. She had become the doting aunt of Nigel's children.

Nigel dropped off the newly reunited couple at Bob's hotel. He promised to show them the sites of London and its surroundings. He also said he would call them in a couple of days. "Beth needs a little time to get over her jet lag," he said thoughtfully. "I also think you two would like some time to catch up." He winked knowingly when he said 'catch up.'

When Beth entered their room, she learned that Bob had already arranged for meals to be delivered to their room for the next three days. Knowing him, he would have have her naked very soon and she would probably stay naked until Nigel made his promised call. When the first meal arrived, she was not all that hungry, but she ate anyway knowing that she would need energy for later.

'Later' happened sooner. After they finished their meal, they started kissing each other ardently and were soon stripping each other in eager anticipation of the main event. They headed to the shower were they kissed, fondled and washed each other. They quickly dried each other off and began serious lovemaking on the bed. Copulation was the only thing the horny couple had in mind. Jet lag did not inhibit Beth's desires.

So for the next three days, the couple spent most of their time in bed making love. When his dick flagged, Beth supplemented their sexual activities with tales of her lesbian escapades. Apparently, her fun with her female friends acted as an aphrodisiac on Bob.

On the third day, Nigel called. He made arrangements with Beth and Bob to pick them for a tour of London. He informed them that he and his sister would pick them up in the morning at about 11:00. They would go together for a light lunch and then do the tourist thing around London.

This proved to be a relief for Bob because his insatiable wife had exhausted him. He was looking forward to a tour, partly because his job had kept him too busy to go on tours on his own, but mostly because his balls felt as if their contents had been completely vacuumed out. He had a case of reverse blue balls. He needed a break.

The four of them spent the entire day touring London. In the evening, they went to Nigel's favourite pub where they had fish and chips. It also was a time which allowed them to know each other better and bond as friends.

Towards the end of the day, Nigel said, "Bob told us that you two are Jane Austen fans. So my sister and I took the liberty of arranging a Jane Austen-themed tour so that you can see all the things related to Jane Austen's life and work as well a few movie locations used for some rendering her stories on film. We'll come along because we're just as interested in this tour as you are. I hope I didn't overstep my bounds."

He had not because both Beth and Bob had big smiles on their faces.

"When?" Bob asked.

"The day after tomorrow."

Bob was kind of hoping it would be tomorrow because he wasn't so sure he could perform if his horny wife wanted sex again. Much to his surprise, she left him alone. She knew her husband well. Besides, there was still plenty of time.

As the days passed, Beth noticed that Wilma was very attracted to Bob. Although she hid it well, it was not hidden well enough from the perceptive Beth.

Beth also noticed that Bob was attracted to her but she also knew he would never act on it. He was not the cheating type. Even if he had had the opportunity, he would not take it because he was a man with a very strong conscience. He would not conceal guilt. Furthermore, from everything she heard, he worked long hours and worked hard. By the time his work day was done, all he did and wanted to do was take a shower and go to sleep. In other words, even if he wanted to, he had neither the opportunity nor the energy to do more than think about sex. Now that she was on vacation with him, she was all he could handle. She was keeping his balls thoroughly empty, a tasked aided by the reportage of her sexy adventures with the neighbourhood women.

Beth really liked Wilma. They had developed a close bond of friendship very quickly. Beth had no thoughts about initiating a lesbian liaison with Wilma. She was strictly in wife mode. Her attention focussed on Bob. In addition, despite being single and despite a failed marriage, Wilma came across to her as a man's woman. Besides, there was just simply not enough time to determine whether or not their friendship as two women could be turned into something sexual.

Beth felt always felt a little guilt of her own bad that she could have sex with the neighbourhood wives while her husband had to go without while he was on his business trips. Then the thought entered Beth's mind that Wilma might be the kind of woman who might be willing to keep Bob happy without trying to steal him away from her.

If it were not for the fact that Bob was scheduled to return home with her, she would have considered the idea of allowing Bon and Wilma to have a sexual liaison. In principle, she didn't mind sharing Bob with someone like Wilma. It was only fair because Bob had generously been sharing her with five neighbourhood women.

Halfway through the second week, Bob received a call from the London office. The conversation lasted for about ten minutes. Most of the conversation came from the caller which Beth had difficulty hearing. She could only see the expressions on his face and hear what he said to the caller. She saw unhappiness on his face and heard the disappointment in his voice. Occasionally he glanced at Beth.

"Let me talk to my wife," he told his boss. "I'll get back to you by text very soon." Bob hung up

"What's up?" Beth asked.

"My boss wants me to stay in London for two more weeks," he replied.

"Why?"

"He said that my work has exceeded his expectations. He wants to take advantage of the progress we are making to kick-start the second phase of my project instead of the original plan to begin the second phase in two months. He even offered a bribe," he said smiling.

"What bribe?" Beth asked.

"If you want to, you can stay here with me for another two weeks too."

Beth thought for a few moments. "That's very tempting, hon, but I think I should go home as originally scheduled. Jane is minding our house but I don't feel right about asking to do it for another two weeks even though I know she would agree to it."

"Are you sure?" Bob asked.

She nodded. "Yes, I'm sure."

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Bob pulled out his phone again and texted his boss to let him know that he would stay for another two weeks and informed him that Beth had decided to return home as scheduled.

Later, the couple met with Nigel and Wilma and informed them of his boss' call and their decision. The brother and sister were happy to see Bob stay for two more weeks but were clearly disappointed by Beth's decision to return home.

Nigel asked Bob and Beth if they wanted to watch a soccer game later in the afternoon. Bob was clearly interested but the women were not.

"Why don't you guys go," Beth said. "I want to take the opportunity for some girl talk with Wilma, if you don't mind."

"I'd like that," Wilma said.

The men looked at each other. "It works for me if it works for you," Bob informed his English work mate. "When?"

"There is a match at 3:00," Nigel replied.

The men left and the women talked.

* * *

Bob came back to the hotel around 6:00 p.m. Although he was not drunk, she could tell from the odour from his mouth that he had had a pint or two either during match or shortly afterward.

Bob moved to kiss her but she avoided his move. "Ew, I hate beer breath. "No kissy-kissy for you tonight, hubby."

Bob pouted. This was not the reaction he had expected from his wife, beer or no beer. Given that he would have to go without for two weeks again, he had actually expected her to give him what they both wanted, as much sex as they could manage until she left. She was scheduled to fly home in three days' time. Beth knew that too of course. What Bob did not know was that his had an ulterior motive. Beer-breath was just an excuse to put him off. He was about to learn why.

"What gives?" he asked.

:Wilma and I had a really good talk."

"So? What has that got to do with us having a romp?"

"We made a decision. Once I leave, you are going to become her lover for the next two weeks and whenever you have to work in London. It's an arrangement somewhat similar to the one that Jane and Tom have. He's allowed to have a lover on his road trips as long as he abstains from sex for at least three days before coming home."

"You don't beat around the bush, do you?" he observed. "What makes you think I'm interested?"

"I know you too well, you horn-dog," she replied. "I know you are attracted to her but I also know you won't act on it on your own. So, I'm giving you permission to act on it. You're attracted to her, aren't you? Don't deny it," she added.

He didn't deny it.

"Don't worry, honey," she giggled. "You'll get plenty of opportunity when you come home. No more sex for you on the last three days. I just want too make sure you have enough energy left to properly service Wilma. I'm okay with this arrangement because I know you'll always come home to me. I'm also not going to say anything more about my female lovers until you come home. I don't want to make yout three days of chastity any harder than it will be."

Bob didn't know what to say. "Are you sure?"

"Look, Bob, you let me have fun with the neighbourhoods wives when you're on a business trip. It's only fair if you get something out of this too. Tom and Jane manage such an arrangement quite successfully. I think we can too."

Bob really wanted to make love to his sweet and understanding little blond wife and made the move to do so, but she put a quick halt to it for the reasons she had just explained. "When you come home, hon" she gently reminded him, "Then I'm all yours again."

The couple spent their last three days together shopping and enjoying the local culture and entertainment. Wilma acted as their guide because her brother had to go back to work.

The three days passed quickly. Before she knew it, Beth was on her way to the airport. Wilma drove while Beth and Bob snuggled together in the back sets holding hands and cooing to each other how much they loved and would miss each other.

Wilma watched them by occasionally looking at the mirror. She smiled It was obvious to her that the couple was devoted to each other.

Bob and Wilma accompanied Beth through the airport until they reached security gate. Wilma stood back out of hearing range letting the couple could have a few private moment before she stepped security.

Beth turned to Wilma and Bob. "Have fun. Promise?"

Bob smiled. "That will be an easy promise to keep."

There's no need to call me until next weekend," she added. "I expect to be busy at home."

"No doubt," he laughed.

She smiled. "Between your job and that sweet English tart Wilma, I don't really believe you'll have the time to call me during the week." Thed she added, "You have to call me on Saturday around noon my time. Okay?"

"I will. I promise."

They kissed each other affectionately and then Beth was gone.

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Bob turned around to look at the woman who be his lover in a matter of hours. They locked arms and left for Bob's hotel. They had a whole weekend in which they could become intimately acquainted.

On Monday, Bob was back in the London office. Some of them joked that he must have had a very, very good time with his wife because he was still smiling even though his wife was gone. He just smiled more broadly. Little did they know about the arrangement Beth had set up to keep him happy. Even Nigel was clueless.

In fact, as the days passed his colleagues noticed that Bob's mood remained upbeat no matter what came up. One of his colleagues finally blurted out, "If I didn't know any better, I would think you were still getting something not work related."

Bob just smiled. Being discreet, he never mentioned the arrangement his wife had maid with Nigel's sister. Even his new mate, Nigel, had no idea that Bob was banging his sister every chance he had.

* * *

Beth arrived home in the late afternoon. She was suffering from jet lag and wanted to get some sleep. However, she decided against it, worrying that going to bed too early would make it more difficult to readjust her sleep patterns.

She called Jane to let her know she was home. Jane couldn't talk for long because her children were still at home. "My kids will be here for the long weekend." Beth had forgotten that Monday was a holiday. "I want to hear all about your trip but," she said shrugging her shoulders, family always comes first. They staying for a few days. I'll call once they leave. Okay?"

Beth nodded in agreement. She was looking forward to seeing Jane again but, like Jane, she also believed that there was nothing more important than family.

"That's okay, Jane," Beth replied. "I need the time to get over jet lag, buy some food, pay some bills, clean house, that sort of stuff."

"I will call as soon as I can," Jane reiterated. "I promise.

Beth spent most of Saturday taking care of her household affairs. Since she had been away for two weeks, food was the priority. She checked around the house to see what other household items she needed to buy. It took up most of the morning.

Suffering a little jet lag, she took a nap in the early afternoon. She woke up two hours later. Jet lag was taking its toll. She went surfing on the internet and spent the evening watching the television she saw that she had slept over an hour.

When she woke up on Sunday morning, she shook off the grogginess of sleep with a big mug of strong coffee. After lunch, she decided that it was time to go for a walk. She had no particular destination in mind. She put on a bra and panty. The last thing she wanted was to develop a reputation in the neighbourhood as the kind of girl who liked fresh air in places where most women kept themselves covered from fresh men who liked uncovered places. They were followed by a white blouse and a skirt whose hem fell to her knees.

In the past, she would have worn slacks or shorts depending on the weather. But now she automatically thought in terms of skirts as a way of displaying her beautiful legs. She wanted to feel sexy. Skirts were definitely sexier than pants.

She was beginning to feel a little frisky too. Almost a week had passed since she had sex with her husband. She had stopped having sex with Bob three days before she left for home so that he would have the energy to, as the English would say, roger Wilma. She suspected that they would not leave his hotel room all weekend except maybe to eat. 'Damn,' she thought, 'the very thought of it makes me horny.'

Beth recalled the wild events of the last few weeks before her departure for London. Those thoughts were fuelling a fire that burned in London and was burning now. Since Jane was busy, she hesitated because she really did not know them except as sexual partners.

Then she remembered that the corner of Pinky's property abutted the left corner of her backyard. She lived on the next street but one house farther down. She told herself that it should be a simple matter of find her house. She would take the long way around the block and then scope out her house as she passed by.

With that thought in mind, she looked at her watch. It was 2:00 p.m. Although turning left twice was the shorter route to Pinky's house, she decided to turn to the right instead. She wanted to have a real walk, not just one that satisfied her curiosity about her backyard neighbour.

In fact, she walked three blocks before she turned right at the crossroad, and then right again to walk along again on the street where, she knew, Pinky's house was located.

Eventually, she found herself in front of the house that she, she believed was Pinky's house. She debated with herself whether or not she should ring Pinky's doorbell, but she was worried that arriving at her door unannounced might disrupt whatever she was doing. She could even be having sex with one of the group's other women for all she knew. Then everyone would feel awkward. She noted the house number and started to walk back home.

Just as she turned, Pinky's door opened. "Beth, what are you doing here?"

"I was out for a walk. I was curious to see where you lived," she answered honestly. "So I took a route that would let me go by your house."

"You could have just called," Pinky said. "Please come inside," she added in invitation.

"I didn't want to disturb in case you were busy," Beth said apologetically.

"Pinky knew what she meant. "That's very considerate of you," she said.

No sooner had the door clicked shut then Pinky pressed Beth against it and kissed her. Beth responded and soon their tongues were conducting a wet duel.

Their hands began to wander over the other's body. Pinky was wearing nothing underneath her smock. Beth on the other hand had taken the usual precautions when she went out in public. She was wearing a bra and a panty.

"You know you're not supposed to wear a bra and panty when you come to visit one of us girls," she reminded Beth.

"I wear them when I'm out in public," Beth replied. "As I said, I went out for a walk because I was just curious to see your place. I didn't plan on a visit."

As Beth offered her explanation, Pinky's hands slipped under Beth's skirt, grabbed the waistband of her panty, and promptly pulled it down. Beth did not resist.

Beth was horny and happy to let Pinky take charge. It felt good to have her pussy exposed to the open air. It reminded her that she was a lesbian slut.

Then Pinky unbuttoned Beth's blouse. Beth cooperated as the blouse and then the bra fell away.

Both women were breathing heavily at this point. Pinky was amazed at how quickly Beth was reaching her boiling point but she more than happy to take advantage of the younger woman's lustful eagerness. She learned later that Beth's ardour was fuelled by six days of unwanted abstinence. Beth had made good use of her fingers but masturbation was a very poor substitute for the real thing for a lover's touch.

Pinky took Beth by the hand. "Come let's take this upstairs."

"Is it okay?" Beth said, remembering that Sunday was not a work for the husbands. "What about your husband?"

Pinky turned sombre. "He died of a heart attack five years ago. I miss him so much."

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