We tend to forget what it is like to be young as we grow up. I think the thing we really forget is how people we regard as kids really are quite grown up. Dianne and Hugh certainly discovered this the hard but pleasurable way.
Hugh's business had finally taken off and his affair with Dianne, which started while he was broke, remained intact through the roller-coaster of the business boom he rode. Dianne was able to give up her job as a legal secretary and join the business to take over administration - something Hugh was not good at.
Despite the long busy hours their sex lives remained as exciting and fulfilling as the first night they spent together. Both being in their forties they let a lot of the hang ups of youth drop. Dianne, for such a ladylike woman, was quite uninhibited once she walked through the door at home. Her quiet frankness is what often got Hugh harder than he had been as a teenager. Dianne had the body of a woman in her twenties which didn't hurt either.
Good genes and taking care of herself saw to her youthful body and looks. Even at 43 people assumed she was many years Hugh's junior until they met her children the youngest of whom was 17
As he fucked Dianne slowly from behind she would quietly ask if the view was pleasant, did she look clean and inviting were there any stray hairs she should take care of. She would casually masturbate if he felt too tired for sex and if he got hard she would suck his cock after she came not letting him exert himself. On the other hand Hugh who was very fit could give Dianne 'a fucking that makes my eyeballs spin' to use her colourful phrase.
Dianne understood that some men liked a little change in the bedroom and so one year for a birthday treat she hired a girl for Hugh for the evening. As Hugh spent an energetic couple of hours with a woman twenty years his junior Dianne parked up in the bedroom in a comfortable chair, watched and masturbated for the whole two hours. Dianne was wearing the little skirt and blouse she had used to drive her former boss mad in. She wore no panties so could just lift her legs over each arm of the chair and finger herself. It became a regular part of their life together. Dianne enjoyed masturbating in front of a stranger and a no strings sexual encounter every month or so suited Hugh just fine. About three times a year they used the same girl and had become friendly with her, providing dinner and drinks along with a bed for the evening on a couple of occasions. Money still changed hands but that was because Debbie, the girl, needed it, however that is another story for later.
Both thought all of this would suffer terribly after Dianne got a phone call from her daughter. Rebecca was overseas studying to be a chef. She was a carbon copy of her mother. The call wasn't about her. It was on behalf of a friend at her school. Amanda had, to use the very old fashioned phrase, "disgraced herself", she was pregnant and had been disowned by her family who lived in a curious moral universe. The baby was due in week and while she could stay with Rebecca while pregnant the arrival of a child would make life impossible in a student flat.
The question was could Amanda and her baby use the small house at the bottom of Hugh and Dianne's property.
Amanda was Rebecca's best friend and both Hugh and Dianne had got to know her well over the last year or two. They were not surprised at her parents' reaction and felt that they should help even if it put a cramp upon things at home.
Amanda got on the phone and thanked them tearfully. In the intervening ten days Amanda had her baby and flew back home to be met at the airport not by her family but Dianne and Hugh. Her baby was a healthy little boy and she had come through the birth well. Dianne had had children herself but being tall, 6 feet in stockings her babies had not stretched her skin and her pussy was as tight and beautiful as any teenager. Amanda had not been quite so fortunate and had some stretch marks and flab on her stomach. Many of the little incidents of tears that followed in the next six months could be traced to this.
Amanda thought that no man would look at her ever again and that at 18 years old months she was washed up. None of this came out until summer when Dianne was wandering around with just a piece of silk tied around her hips and a pair of panties. Amanda wore a one piece when she used the pool and even then her pubic hair would escape from the confines of her suit.
Her consolation appeared to be her little boy. Dianne had however begun to really worry about her. She noticed how she was letting herself go and talked to Hugh about it. They both felt she was too young to cope with everything and of course had forgotten how grown up they felt at her age. Dianne had even been pregnant at 18 herself.
In many respects they viewed Amanda as a child and both would be jarred back to reality when the baby cried.
One day by the pool Dianne was sitting at the edge dangling her feet with her breasts, which were not big, free and just a little bottom on mostly to accommodate Amanda's presence. Amanda swam up and told Dianne how she envied her her figure. The conversation progressed and finally Dianne's fears for Amanda were confirmed. Amanda told Dianne all about her stretch marks and how she felt ruined and ugly and then the tears began again. Dianne decided that action was called for. She and Hugh were now very wealthy and she knew Hugh wouldn't mind her blowing a little money to help this poor girl.
The next afternoon in the office she contacted a nanny agency to find a live-in nanny to help Amanda and give her enough free time to take herself in hand and get into shape. The hunt took about 20 interviews but eventually a suitable candidate about Amanda's age was found. She moved into the little house at the bottom of the garden and then Dianne went to work on Amanda.
One day a week she took her to work with her and Hugh. After about a month she mentioned to Amanda that she was going for a wax and asked her along. It was a revelation.
The little spa that Dianne patronised was very luxurious and quite an indulgence. Dianne worked hard and used this as an escape from the pressure of work every few weeks. It was an entry to another world for Amanda. She was quite the lost little girl. She was also very shy and used a towel to wrap herself in whereas Dianne simply shed her clothes and taking Amanda's hand led her off to their beds opposite each other. Finally Amanda's body was revealed. Her marks were there but nowhere near as bad as she made out. Her stomach was a little flabby but her pubic hair was just a jungle. Dianne caught her looking at her own little dark patch of hair. Looking up Amanda blushed and said how she wanted hers to look like Dianne's but it never would. Dianne confessed that only a constant beauty regime kept her lips clear of hair and that with a little discomfort she too could have that look. She went on to tell Amanda all about how hair had covered her lips and back around her rear hole until she started tidying herself up to try and save her first marriage. She made the point that the people at the spa did a much better and more pleasurable job.
The attendants lifted their legs into stirrups and went to work on both of them. Other than the boy who knocked her up and her doctor nobody had ever seen between Amanda's legs. She blushed as Dianne chatted away about stray hairs and how Hugh loved to lick her nether lips.
Amanda's pussy had not suffered as a result of her baby's birth but it was just covered in hair and this extended back around her arsehole and onto the top of her thighs. An hour or two later and she was smooth and fresh with not a hair below her now distended clit. She had become terribly aroused not by the hair removal procedure that had stung so much that her eyes watered. The soothing balm applied by hand to her pussy lips and the careful cleaning especially around her rear had started her leaking uncontrollably. She was wide open and her interior pinkness just, like Dianne's, was on display.
Dianne's assistant whispered something in her ear and Dianne shook her head. As they were changing back into their clothes Amanda asked Dianne about what had been said. Dianne explained that Jenny, her assistant, had asked whether she wanted some oral pleasure. Standing in her plain white cotton panties Amanda gaped. Dianne smiled,
"It's alright, Hugh knows."
"Really, and he doesn't mind?"
"Mind! I'm sure he'd love to watch!"
