The Housewife's Tale

Chapter 1. Jill's Story

I woke up confused. I had been having a highly erotic dream but I had already lost the details. Only my body still remembered the sensations. I was warm and wet. I never have this kind of dreams. The front door bell rang again. I knew it was again; that must have been what had wakened me. I looked at my clock. Shit it was five to eight! Had I slept through my alarm or forgotten to set it? The bell rang again more insistently. It must be the plumber. He was early he was due at eight.

I pulled on my bathrobe. I sleep in the nude most nights even when Gary is away. I slipped on my slippers and went downstairs. God knows what I looked like but I better answer the door. I needed the plumber. Yesterday a leak had started under the kitchen sink and I had turned off all the water until it was fixed.

I opened the door. A clean-cut young man stood there. "You're early" I said.

"I don't think so" he replied and turned his watch towards me. It showed 8:08 am. "I said I be on time. You said you had an emergency. I don't usually work Saturdays."

"Yes, thank you for coming. My husband's away and there's a leak under the kitchen sink. I've turned all the water off at the main." I said leading him into the kitchen. Damn the kitchen clock now read 8:10; he was right.

"I cleared the cupboard and put a basin there" I said.

"Good! By the way I'm Jack."

"Thank you for coming Jack. I'm Jill." I laughed at the coincidence.

He squatted in front of the open cupboard and took a look. I have always thought 'a plumber's crack' the most repulsive of sights, but I was now looking at just the slightest 'v' as the top of his buttocks peeped out of his jeans and I was entranced. The skin was so fresh and clean and hairless.

"Would you like a coffee?" I asked pulling myself together. I'm a forty-four-year old woman not some simpering teenager and this young man must be barely thirty.

"Thank you: that would be a godsend. I meant to stop at Starbucks, but I didn't find one on the way here."

"How do you take your coffee?

"Black with one sugar would be fine. By the way you can turn the water on now."

"Oh yes. That will help me to make the coffee" I laughed and went down to the main switch in the basement.

When I came upstairs, he had removed a length of copper pipe.

"I can replace the copper and re-solder it or I can put a neoprene pipe in its place; your choice."

I hadn't a clue. 'What do you recommend?"

"I'll put in the neoprene. I find they work well. By the way you didn't need to turn off all the water. There's a cut-off right here." He pulled his head out of the cupboard and signaled me forward. I knelt down beside him and lent into the cupboard. He lent in beside me and pointed to a little tap on the side of a pipe. I was acutely aware of his fresh smelling aftershave.

"The water's now turned off here. There are cut off like this on all your toilets too."

I felt like an idiot. As I pulled my body back out of the cupboard, I realized my bathrobe had fallen open and I saw his eyes briefly scan my breasts and rampant nipples. Then I realized that he could see and was in fact looking down to my naked crotch.

He could probably smell my horniness as well. I could feel my own heightened arousal. I pulled myself out and stood up gathering my robe around me. I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. Without saying anything I measured coffee into the coffee maker and put in the right amount of water. Jack went out to his truck to get whatever he needed.

Although it was early the house felt uncomfortably hot. A heat wave, unusual for the start of May, had moved in yesterday and I had not turned on the air conditioning yet. In fact, I wasn't sure if it was just a matter of turning on the right fuse in the fuse box or whether the unit itself needed something doing to it.

Jack came back in with a length of clear pipe and that had sort of nuts or fasteners on either end. It only took a couple of minutes before he came back out from under the sink. "All done." He was hot and sweaty.

"I'm sorry the house is so hot with this weather. We haven't turned on the air conditioning. I'm not sure how to do it. I can turn on the fuse. Is there anything else to do?"

"I'll take a look outside at your air conditioner and see."

"Go through there to the living room and through the sliding doors to the deck. The unit is by the pool shed."

I poured the coffee while he went outside. He was only gone a couple of minutes later. "No that's all fine you can turn it on. What a fantastic pool."

Our pool is the highlight feature of our house. Although the house just looks like a nice suburban home from the street, our lot is on the edge of a ravine and we have an amazing infinity pool. When you look out there is no visible edge to the pool and all you see are trees on the other side several hundred yards away.

"Why don't you have a swim?"

"I don't have anything to wear."

"Don't worry, the neighbors can't see. Gary and I regularly skinny dip out there. Oh, and I promise not to peep." I said being a little loose with the truth, but I really was eager to see him naked.

"Okay, if you're sure it's ok."

"Yes, I'm sure."

He went through to the living room and I heard the door slide open. I stood to one side of the kitchen window so he wouldn't see me if he looked round. He walked straight to the edge of the pool. He kicked off his sneakers and pulled his shirt over his head. Jeans and underwear slid off in a couple of quick fluid motions as he raised each leg and then he was into the pool. I had a brief but captivating glimpse of his naked butt and then it was gone. I watched as he swam a few lengths. Then he pulled himself out and I thought he was done, but instead he moved to the diving board. Now I could see he was totally clean shaven. I knew men sometimes did that just like women. Gary doesn't, but I have a landing strip myself that he enjoys helping me with.

God, I felt so horny! I wasn't sure I'd ever felt like this. It was all I could do not to touch myself. I watched him dive in, swim a length and climb out again. I wondered if he knew I was watching. His penis didn't look very big, but the water was probably quite cold.

I pulled myself together and went to turn on the air conditioner. Immediately I felt the difference. That's when I saw the empty cup waiting on the counter. I quickly poured the coffee and added one spoon of sugar. Then gathering my robe tightly around me and retying the sash I picked up the cup.

As I opened the sliding doors I called "I'm bringing your coffee." I walked straight over knelt at the poolside and placed the cup by his clothes. He swam over and said "thank you." He didn't seem embarrassed so I stood there and said "How's the pool?", while he drank his coffee in one long pull and put down the empty cup.

"Refreshing!"

At that moment his phone rang in his jeans. He hopped out of the pool and stood dripping and naked beside me as he extracted it from his jeans pocket.

"It's my friend" he said. "We were meant to be throwing some hoops at 10 am and he's at the court and asking when I'm going to be there."

"Would he like to come for a swim instead?" I asked. I really didn't want Jack to leave so soon.

"I'll ask him." He explained he was swimming and it was this great pool and as it was so hot, he wasn't in a rush to leave.

"No, you don't need a suit, they're cool with that." I heard him say. Then turned to me "He's coming right over. The court's only five minutes away."

Standing in the sunshine he had almost dried and his cock, while completely flaccid had indeed grown in length and girth. It was maybe four to five inches, a little longer and thicker than Gary's in his 'resting' state.

I realized I was staring at it and I raised my eyes to his and said "I'll put on the pool heater." I knew it would take a while to make a difference but at least the jets would be warm. When I got back to poolside, I picked up his empty cup and took it into the house to the kitchen sink. Jack had sat down on a lounger to wait for his friend. I watched him through the window taking in his well-muscled young body. "This is a boy who works out." I thought.

The doorbell rang. I went to open the door and found myself facing a tall slender black man.

"Hi, I'm Richard" he said. "Jack said to come over. This is the right house, right?"

"Um yes, yes of course. He's out back in the pool."

"I don't have a suit."

"It's okay, no one will see." I said leading him through the house.

Jack was back in the pool, but he hopped out to greet his friend. He picked up his clothes from the poolside and for a moment I thought he might have decided to leave, but he placed them on one of the patio chairs and shook Richard's hand. Richard was taller and slimmer than Jack but looked every bit as fit.

"Good to see you, Dick. Get your gear off and let's swim."

Without further delay Richard pulled his shirt over his head and sat down and removed his shoes and socks. He looked at me questioningly as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. I just smiled and looked aside, but not really away, as he dropped them to his ankles and stepped out of them. He stood for a moment in his well-filled black briefs before dropping them too and releasing his cock to the air. It was a fine cock, maybe six inches and thicker than Jack's. He put his clothes on the chair next to Jack's and followed him to the pool.

"I'll just get some towels" I said heading to the pool shed. I picked up two towels and then decided to take a third. I carried the over and placed them by their clothes. Then I dropped my robe and put it on the next chair and walked over to the pool. Both boys stopped and looked at me and I felt the warmth flush through me. I keep in good shape and I feel confident I look as good as I ever did. I walked to the deep end, walked along the diving board and dived into the water. The cold of the water was a shock to my body but I swim well and was halfway down the pool before I surfaced and started my laps. I kept well clear of the boys who started doing laps on either side of me. They were both competent swimmers but didn't have my stamina for keeping going.

"You swim really well" said Richard.

"Well, I have a pool so I swim pretty well year-round." I said "It keeps me in shape."

"I'll say. You are really hot, if you don't mind my saying so" said Jack.

"Amen to that!" said Richard.

"Thank you, I'm not sure it's appropriate, but it's hard not to appreciate it coming from two young men who are pretty hot themselves." Did I really just say that? What was I thinking? I went to get out and brushed past Jack just as he turned and I felt his penis rub across my pelvis. Cold water or not it was not so flaccid any more. I couldn't help myself I just reached down and gave it a friendly shake.

"Aren't you frisky?" I must be losing my mind my libido was running amuck. Jack enveloped me in his arms and pulled me into his body till my tits pressed into his chest. I could feel his cock rising against me right at my landing strip.

"Is this OK?" he asked, releasing me slightly and pulling me against his body again.

"Mm, mm!" I was incoherent but clearly not objecting. I felt Richard move behind me and his balls were pressed against the top off my butt crack and his cock was against my back.

"Feel like a sandwich?" Both boys just rubbed themselves against me, and Richard reached from behind and started to play with my nipples which were suddenly on fire. This was so wrong and so not me. Jack's hands now moved to my clit and started to stroke me. I move my hand to stop him but somehow ended up stroking his penis instead. I lifted my left leg slightly and his other hand rubbed along the entrance to my wet and waiting vagina. He slipped a finger into me and gently probed. Almost immediately he found my magic spot and I lit up like a pinball machine. Another finger was circling my anus erotically and I realized Richard now had only one hand on my breast. I felt his finger gently enter me there. This was a sensation I'd never had before and I wasn't sure I liked it. It wasn't painful, just strange. I wiggled myself off it and he withdrew the finger.

Now Jack put a hand under my leg and lifted and I lay back into Richard's arms already knowing what would happen next and I was so ready. Sure enough, I now felt the tip of his fully erect penis push into me. He held it there for a moment supporting my butt with his hands as one of Richard's hands came round and started to work on my clit. Jack moved withdrew his cock and then pushed it deeper into me as I moved to meet it. I could feel the heat building inside me and the onset of an orgasm. I usually don't come quickly but I had never been in anything like this situation before and I exploded in a shuddering climax and then another and a third.

By now Jack was vigorously pounding in and out of my cunt like a man possessed and as I felt myself begin to climax again, I felt the flood of his sperm release inside me. He pulled out, his sperm flowing out of me following the withdrawn penis. My near climax was subsiding until Richard turned me around and leant me back against Jack's chest. If Jack had been a little bigger than I was used to, then Richard was of another size entirely. He felt so thick my vagina despite its readiness was really stretched to accommodate him. He took two tries to get the head fully in and then it was and it felt wonderful.

Unlike Richard, Jack was doing nothing to stimulate me and I found my own hand working my clit hard as he continued to find his way in. I was climaxing again and my vagina was gripping his penis so tightly I thought it would never let go but as the orgasm passed, he pulled back slightly and then pushed his pulsing penis deeper into me. It bumped into my cervix and then seemed to slide past or under it and the momentary pain was replaced by an exciting new sensation and I was coming again. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced before: multiple, no countless almost continuous orgasms that wouldn't quit. Richard just kept moving gently back and forth and I could feel his fuzzy pubes rubbing against my crack as he was now fully into me. It went on and on; I was still coming in one delicious spasm after another and then after what seemed an age, I sensed he was close to coming.

He pulled out of me lifting and turning me and pointing his penis at my mouth. I clamped my lips around it and started to move my head back and forth and almost instantly my mouth was flooded with his come. It choked my throat and went up my nose from the inside and I was swallowing and spitting and sneezing his semen for all I was worth as I sought to breathe.

Jack had gained another hard erection in the meantime and wanted to enter me again but I turned and took him in my mouth and stroked and sucked him vigorously until he came again.

"That's enough!" I said firmly and turned to swim more laps while the boys just stood there in the pool. After a few minutes they climbed on to the side of the pool and headed for the towels. As they dressed, I swam to the steps and went to the pool shed for another towel. I could still feel Jack's sperm running down my leg but I could always wash the towel. I dried myself vigorously with first one and then the other towel; then put on my robe. The boys did not take long to dress and I showed them the way round the side of the house to get to their cars.

'Thanks for the coffee and the swim, and everything" said Jack a little awkwardly.

"Yes thanks" said Richard.

"You're welcome!" I said "Goodbye." I could have said I'd never done this before; it was so unlike me, etc., but what would have been the point. They weren't fussed and neither was I. It was only when they had safely left and I saw Jack's tool box on the kitchen floor that I realized I hadn't paid him. I picked up the toolbox, took it down to the basement and put it out of sight. I realized I would have to call him. I came upstairs and was just about to step into the shower, when I heard the front door open.

"Hi Honey, I'm home!" It was Gary, home a day early.

Chapter 2. Gary's story

When my Friday appointment cancelled, I thought 'Great! A chance to catch an earlier flight home. ' I was in Germany, where we did a lot of business, and it had been a successful two weeks. This last call was going to be a long shot anyway. Now I was looking forward to getting home while there was still some weekend left. I could drive to Frankfurt and with the time difference I might get a flight into Chicago tonight and be home before midnight. Jill would be thrilled. What a surprise!

It turned out I would not make the last flight and had to overnight in Frankfurt but there was room on the first flight out in the morning. Luck and the winds were with me and we landed forty-five minutes ahead of schedule. By 10:20 am the taxi had me on my way home.

When I arrived, there was a van in the driveway, 'Barton Plumbing'. I let myself into the house and walked through to the kitchen. There was a toolkit on the floor by the sink and an empty coffee cup on the counter. I heard sounds from the pool. I looked out and couldn't believe my eyes. Jill was in the pool with two guys, two guys who looked to be a lot younger.

As I watched one of the guys pulled Jill to him. She didn't object. Then the other guy, a tall black man moved in behind her. I was shocked and confused. I felt I should be angry but I was more aroused by the scene playing out before me. It was a secret fantasy of mine to see Jill fucked by another man and here she was with two. They all appeared to be fondling one another. Then Jill lay back into the black man's arms and I was almost certain the white guy was starting to fuck her. Yes, he was definitely fucking her while his friend held her, and she was clearly very turned on. In moments I saw her eyes roll up into the lids. Something that only happens when she is having a full-blown orgasm and that doesn't happen too often. He was really going at her and she seemed to be starting another orgasm as he climaxed.

Almost immediately the black guy turned her around and was clearly going to have his turn. It seemed to take a minute for him to put his cock in her and his pace was much slower. She seemed to reach that second orgasm almost immediately, even before he was fully in her and then she seemed to be in the throes of a continuous orgasm. I had never seen her like this. They seemed to go on for an age. In reality it must have been about ten minutes before he lifted Jill and turned to face her. She took one look at his glistening rock hard cock and bent forward and swallowed it. She only had to work it for a moment with her mouth and her hands before he came. It must have been a flood of sperm because she was choking and snorting and spitting like she had been water-boarded. However, only a moment later she recovered and was grinning at him like the cat that got the cream.

The other boy now came up behind her obviously hungry for more and she turned and went to work on him. She worked him hard with her hands and mouth for four or five minutes until he too came in her mouth and she went on sucking and swallowing. That's something she rarely does unless very turned on and I was now so aroused and envious I had to head for the bathroom. At some point I had freed my cock and been handling it and I barely made it to the can before I came.

When I came out the boys were getting dressed. Where was Jill? I saw her over by the pool shed toweling vigorously as she approached the boys where she picked up another towel and continued drying herself. She put on her robe and exchanged some words with the boys, then led them to the side gate.