Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny. This was turning into a record breaking summer, day after day of languid golden sunshine, with just the odd little shower here and there to keep things at least a little green.
It had been a glorious week. She hadn't had sex with David again but she had been to see Laura every day and every day had fallen more and more in love with her. Every day she had tasted that sweet pussy and every day she had let Laura take her to the heights of sapphic ecstasy.
But today was Saturday. And that meant no Laura. Or at least no Laura's pussy.
But it was sunny. And, if past experience was anything to go by that meant that she and David should be treated to a show today at least.
Jenny wasn't quite sure how she felt about that. Fucking David had made her feel much better about the thought of Laura fucking Henry. But, how would she feel actually watching them again?
And, how would David react? Jenny was sure that things were different now, after their weekend get together with the Applebaums and after their own love life had reignited.
As it turned out though, the day started to cloud over around lunchtime and by two o'clock a fine mizzle rain was falling.
"Just typical. Its fine all week and then this at the weekend," David harrumphed.
In many ways, it was very much the old David but Jenny wondered if he wasn't extra annoyed at being denied his little show, maybe even more annoyed than Jenny was.
The rain continued to fall for the rest of the weekend. It was only very fine but neither of the Joneses could have imagined that it was the sort of conditions for an outdoor sex show, no matter how hard either of them were wishing for it.
The rain very much put the dampener on the new found spark in their own relationship as well. It seemed that without the example of the Applebaums, they couldn't quite retain their own sense of adventure.
When they did have sex on Sunday night, it was very much the old lights out missionary affair. Needless to say, Jenny didn't come but just lay in the darkness feeling deeply unsatisfied. Her naughty, sexy feelings were curdling into guilt but it didn't make her feel any warmer. And it didn't in any way dent her resolution to see Laura as soon on Monday as possible. At least the weather couldn't impact their new found adventures which took place solely indoors.
So it was with a feeling of considerably discombobulation, that she reacted when it was Henry, not Laura who opened the Applebaum's front door to her at half past ten the following Monday morning.
"Oh, hi Jenny," he said, in an offhand sort of way, "Laura said you might drop round. She's gone off to London for the day. Shopping."
"Oh, OK," said Jenny, trying not to let her disappointment show. "Well, it was nothing really, just popped round to say 'hi', I'll be getting going."
"Well, you're here now. Why don't you come in anyway. You'll have to make do with me. I know I'm not my wife but I'm just hanging around this morning anyway, so you'd be doing me a favour."
"Oh, ok, yes. Lovely."
Henry ushered her inside and offered her a coffee. He made her a perfect latte from a gleamingly expensive looking machine on the counter. He made himself an espresso. Tea was clearly Laura's thing.
He didn't have his wife's easy manners and there was a definite intensity about him, but it was oddly reassuring. He radiated a quiet but unmistakable self confidence that was somehow catching.
He was also very good looking. A strong, square jaw, dark, piercing eyes. A very strong masculine presence. Jenny couldn't help herself thinking about his big dick.
"Laura tells me you've become very close."
Was there any deeper meaning in that? How much did he know? Had Laura told him everything? It was impossible to know.
"Oh, yes. Laura's great."
"Well, I'm glad. Laura needs female company. She was off out with girls all the time when we lived in London, but she's never seemed to click with anyone here. Until you."
"Oh, well, I'm glad too. I guess I need a friend too. It's just me and David, mostly and, well he's my husband and obviously I love him,"
"Obviously."
"But it's not quite the same is it? You know, it can get a bit lonely, so its great to meet someone else you can connect with."
Henry just sort of looked at her and sipped his espresso.
"Well, like I say, I'm just very glad you're spending time together."
There was a pause, that was sort of awkward and sort of not. Jenny couldn't help being struck again by just how good looking he was.
They talked for a few more minutes. The conversation flowing easily enough but with a very slight edge to it.
Jenny wasn't sad when, after she had finished her drink, he took her cup away to the sink, in a subtle signal it was time for her to go.
After she made her excuses, Henry stopped her in the hallway. She could feel his body close to hers. She thought about how Laura had eaten her out in that exact spot.
"Do come tomorrow and see Laura. I know she's sad to miss you today. I'll be in Dubai for the next few days so you'll have her all to yourself."
"Oh, OK," I will.
Jenny put her hand on the front door and started to open it.
"Oh, Jenny?"
"Yes, Henry?"
"I believe these are yours."
He handed here a small bundle of white fabric and turned to go back into the house. It was Jenny's knickers that she had left behind the other day.
Jenny hurriedly thrust then into a pocket and bolted back to her house.
What was happening here? She was breathless and panicked as she shut the door into the relative sanctuary of her own house.
Were they were playing with her? Her senses told her that something was very off here.
Clearly Henry was sending some kind of message. Was this a simple "Stay Away" but all his actual words were so encouraging.
Maybe it was just an "I know." Did that mean he liked it or simply tolerated it.
And what about Laura? Jenny suddenly remembered that it was Laura who had stopped her from retrieving her knickers that time.
Were they in on it together?
It seemed likely. After all, they were the sort of couple given to having sex outside where they must have known that they were overlooked.
This must all just be a game to them.
She should just break it off. Not see Laura again. She was too deep in already.
And yet ...
