CHAPTER ONE:
Janice and I have been married for nearly four years now, we were together for two years before that. I must admit, I did have my doubts about the relationship when we first got together. I for one had a high sex drive and a highly sexual imagination to go with it; I always wanted to try different things, always fantasizing. As for Janice, well! She was very reserved, reluctant to take the bull by the horns when it came to suggesting or initiating new ways to enhance our sex life, at most Janice was more than satisfied to lay back and take it as it comes, no pun intended!
What attracted me to Janice then, you may be asking? Well! Let's just say if you can see Janice in person you would understand.
Just picture a tall Anglo-Indian woman, with beautiful olive skin, big piercing brown eyes, the long black hair cascading down her back ending just above her rounded peach like buttocks. At 31 her body was in excellent shape and she had the curves in all the right places. Me! Well for starters my name is Gavin, I'm a little shorter that Janice, 5' 4 to be precise. I've been shaving my head now for about 5 years; I'm of European decent and arrived in Australia when I was 5. I don't work out as much as I should but I'm still well toned for my age "34"
Like I said earlier, Janice was always reserved when it came to sex. But in the last few months things have began to change dramatically, no complaints here though! The first shock came about six months ago; Janice came home from work from an accounting firm all smiles and suggested that was go out for dinner rather than sit at home on a Friday night eating take away as usual. Although I was a little tired from my own job I readily agreed, as we hadn't been out for dinner in a long time. Half an hour later I was showered and ready for our night out, Janice on the other hand was still putting the finishing touches to her makeup and was yet to choose a dress for the evening. To my surprise it was worth the wait, Janice strutted into the lounge room dressed in a new summer outfit she had purchased without my knowledge. My mouth gapped open as I ogled her standing there in a body hugging black dress that stopped just above her knees. The top half left nothing to the imagination, her dark erect nipples poking through the thin material made it very obvious that there were no bra holding up those ample breasts. I could feel my cock begin to stir as I leered at the brown circles peering through the flimsy material.
"What's gotten into you?"
"Are you complaining, would you like me to go and change into something else?" She sarcastically replied, as she stood in the doorway in a seductive pose.
"Umm! No! No! You look great; I'm just a little shocked that's all. It's just that you never dress like this when we go out".
"There's a first time for everything, and this is just the beginning". She responded before grabbing her handbag and made her way to the front door. I could only sit and ponder what she had meant by that last remark for a few seconds before following her out the door.
We chose a quite French restaurant in town, the food was nice, the wine even better. It wasn't easy sitting there constantly gazing at her erect nipples though, the sly smirk on her face told me she knew exactly the effect it was having on me. I'm sure the waiter approved also, the service we received that night was nothing more that perfection, I lost count the amount of times he came over to ensure we were enjoying our meal. If he had stopped constantly interrupting us we would have enjoyed it much more.
After the lovely dinner and almost two bottles of wine between us, it was time to head home and put my stiff manhood to good use, so I thought. Janice on the other hand had other ideas; She wanted to go late night window-shopping. Little did I know that the second shock of the day would be just around the corner. We walked hand in hand down the City Street gazing into the shop windows at the merchandises that we would never buy. We turned into a small lane-way lined with little shops, mostly old second hand clothe stores and few dingy little cafes with people sitting out on small rounded tables sipping coffee. Just at the end of the lane-way was a well-lit shop, as we got closer we realized it was an adult bookstore. Knowing that Janice would never be interested in anything inside a store like this I just kept on walking without a thought.
I felt a sudden tug on my arm. To my utter amazement Janice stopped abruptly to gaze at the mannequins in the store window, some dressed in sexy lingerie some in latex outfits or provocative dress wear.
"See anything you like babe?" I asked waiting for a smart remark.
"No! Not really, let's go inside and see what else they have" She replied as she swung open the door and pulled me by the arm into the store, the sound of the door chime alerting the shop keeper of another interested or more to the point another curious customer. This is getting to weird I thought as flashes of the Twilight Zone kept popping into my head. This was not the Janice that I married, definitely not the Janice that I know and love dearly.
At the counter was a balding middle-aged man, maybe mid 50's early 60's. He had an olive complexion that looked more like a fake tan gone wrong, the moustache and loud shirt with the first three buttons undone made him resemble an aging out of work porn star. His eyes followed our every move as we made our way towards the magazine racks.
"So! This is what the inside of an adult bookshop looks like? I always pictured that it would be filled with old men in long overcoats hiding in dark corners flicking through the dirty mag's" Janice remarked.
We were the only customers in the store; I'm not sure how she would have reacted if there had been other customers in here. Janice seamed very at ease with her surroundings, especially for someone that has never ventured into a store such as this before, or had she!
"That is just a typical stereo typical presumption, that's only portrayed in the movies. You never see old men in overcoats in adult stores, unless it's a business man coming straight from work" I said, adding my thoughts to her little sarcastic outburst.
"And how would you know?" She snapped back as she stood in the isle with hands on hips.
"You visit these places often do you?"
"Umm! Umm! Nooo! Well ok! Maybe a few times, but I don't make a habit of it" I stuttered. At that moment I was praying a gaping black hole would appear and swallow me up, no luck though.
"I just come in to browse; I've never bought anything though. Oh! Except for that string bikini I gave you about a year ago that you never wore".
"Oh! The one you said was purchased from a lingerie store you JUST happened to be passing and thought of me?"
Before I could reply Janice spun around and headed to the adult toy section at the rear of the shop. I glanced behind me to see the over aged porn star gazing at me with smug grin as if to say "You idiot! You've just been caught out buster". I smiled back and gingerly made my way towards Janice.
"It's ok honey! I don't mind you going to adult stores, as long as you don't wear long over coats and stand in dark corners. I wish you had told me earlier though, I can't believe the stuff they have in here" She said as she held up a large black cock to examine the packaging.
"Ok! Come clean Janice. What's going on? You have never shown any interest in this kind of stuff," I snapped back as I gently spun her around by the shoulders.
She placed the packaged black cock back on the rack and looked into my eyes.
"Yes your right. I wasn't and I know you have always wanted me to be more adventurous when it came to sex, but it's only recently that I've realised what I have been missing out on".
"And what has suddenly changed your mind?" I asked.
"I know this isn't the right time nor the right place to tell you" she replied looking over my shoulders to see if anyone was looking or listening. The man at the counter was to busy with a magazine to take any notice of us. Janice took me by the hand and led me to a partially secluded area of the store. She quickly peeked over the magazine rack before continuing with her explanation.
"Well! I have this friend at work, she only started about six months ago but we have become close and we confide in each other on a lot of things. Her name is Dianne".
"Yes go on"
"Dianne is very, how do you say... Um! Very open about her and her husbands sex life. She tells me about the things they get up to in bed, mostly out of the bed actually. At first I used to feel awkward when she used to joke or tell me little bits here and there, but then I found that I wanted to hear more and more. I became very intrigued about the things they do together, and how fun and enjoyable their sex life was. And it made me think more and more about us, about our sex life".
At this point I was feeling a little confused and excited at the same time. "What do they get up to that you found so exciting, what do they do that we don't?"
"I tell you what honey, lets wait till we get home and I'll tell you every thing, but for now lets just enjoy this moment together. I promise you, you will not be disappointed".
I looked into her eyes for a moment before leaning over and kissing her sweet lips, Janice wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer pushing her tongue between my lips into my mouth. She let out a soft moan as she began to grind her hips into my hardening cock. Just as we were getting into it Janice broke free and took a step back, she seductively licked her lips and winked at me before taking another peek over the magazine rack.
Taking the hem of her dress she slowly lifted it over her hips. "So! What do you think about what I've got on under my dress?"
My eyes almost popped out of my head and my heart skipped a beat as I stared down at her naked pussy, Janice had worn her skimpy dress without a bra and panties. Seeing her without a bra was a shock to the system but this... This was definitely the biggest shock of all. What made it more exotic was the neatly trimmed tuft of pubic hair just above her clit. The pouting lips of her pussy was cleanly shaved and glistening from her juices, a contrast from the overgrown bush that usually surrounded her hidden cunt lips. The door chime broke my trance. Janice dropped the hem of her dress and virtually ran to my side for protection.
