After that first time with neil I can honestly say that I freaked out!
The gravity of what I'd done did not hit me straight away. But when it did..... it hit hard.
During the time I'd been with neil it was pure excitement and indeed, shortly after neil had cleaned up I was back up there running a bath and playing with myself in the warmth and bubbles.
I had to have relief.
But afterwards the nerves returned in all there unwanted glory.
My main worry was what john would think? Even though he wanted this too, and in fact it was his suggestion.
But actually doing something was very different than fantasising about it......what if he didn't like what I'd done? He might be angry? Become jealous. He might even confront neil.
For a time that day, I even considered deleting the footage and pretending I'd chickened out.
I'm so glad that I didn't.
Because when john saw it, when we watched it together later that night in bed, he wasn't angry at all.
I had been worrying for nothing. John got so turned on watching it I could feel him trembling with excitement as he laid next to me.
He needed immediate relief so I put my hand upon his stiff cock and did to him what I'd done to our painter that morning.
I did it while he watched me grinning up at the camera, my eyes full of mischievous excitement, as I pleasured neil over our toilet.
John came before the video ended, he was so turned on I hardly had to touch him.
Afterwards he went down on me, we had to be quiet again as the boys were still awake. I came hard, gushing juices into my husband's mouth.
After I'd calmed down he was ready again and had something sticky for me.
A creamy drink.
That night neither of us could sleep. We were too excited. In between oral sessions we talked at length about what had happened.....and what was going to happen next.
John asked lots of questions, including one I'd been worried about. Would I go all the way with neil?
I already knew the answer to this question....it was no.
I just didn't fancy neil....to want to do that with him.
John was a little disappointed but understood my reasons and respected my decision.
Much later in our journey I did look back upon this time with neil and regret not doing it properly with him. As john pointed out at the time, it would have been awesome to watch, as we suspected neil to be a virgin.
After dealing with him that morning I was sure he was.
Can you imagine still being a virgin in your 50's!
Why was neil so nervous of women?
Still, what's done is done. A missed opportunity.....but I more than made up for that later in our journey.
For now, we would amuse ourselves with what we had.
The problem here was that neil would not be painting for ever, in fact he would be finished by the end of the week.
I didn't want to go all the way with him so it was pointless to keep seeing him after the work was done. So, we only had three days left......to play with him....and I was determined to get out of it what i could....I was going to enjoy myself.
Put on a show for the camera....
Next day my promise to neil was kept. This time, as soon as he arrived I led him by the hand up our stairs, into our bathroom.....and relieved him of his sticky burden.
Positioning myself differently this time, so that john would see more, always mindful of the camera angle. I got quite excited, knowing my husband would actually see my hand working another guy's cock.
As neil was about to come I couldn't help goading him. Still using that soft gentle tone, the words not just for neil's benefit....but my husband's too.
"That's it neil.....oh yeah....come on.....that's it.....come on...."
As he lost it and made that high pitched groan, his eyes closed tight shut once again.....my opportunity....
Giving the camera a cheeky sideways glance that said....'look what I've done'.
While neil humped and his hot cum flowed over my fingers I continued speaking. I don't know why I said this but it just seemed appropriate at the time. I called neil a 'good boy', in the same way one might speak to a dog that's done something impressive.
"Yeah....that's it.....give me it.....good boy..... good boy"
Oh my god! John went nuts when he saw the video later, especially the bit where I called neil a good boy. I must admit myself it did look and sound good, especially with my crafty glance at the camera.
That night the boys were sleeping over at a friend's house so there was no holding back. The next morning I was sore downstairs and john was practically limping.
But, it just kept getting better with each video.
During the day, after I'd seen to neil there was a kind of silent understanding between the two of us.
He and I both knew that's all that was going to happen. I never did anything else for him during the day and he never requested anything.
He knew his place and seemed to consider himself lucky to get what he did. He was always very thankful and grateful to me.....but never asked for more.
He was still shy and quiet around me but not as much.
It was clear he understood I was in control, I was in charge.
Thursday went by just the same, another nice video for us to watch together. With even more goading this time.
Neil had told me that afternoon that he was nearly finished and friday would be the last day.
I knew this time would come and I'd been secretly planning something special for both men. I'd been wearing some special lacy panties since wednesday, making sure they were nice and aromatic for neil, a kind of farewell gift. John knew, neil didn't.
But what neither of them knew was what I was planning to do on the last day.....
