Jenny found a room in a house that was part of a row of semi-detached houses. It was a large, airy and comfortable room with a bed, a desk and a tiny bathroom. She was pleased to have found the place so close to work and to the party part of town. Her only misgivings were based on the problem of living so close to other people. There were bound to be neighbours in the houses on either side of the house and of course the owner of the house, Mrs Jarvis.
Mrs Jarvis had sounded very strict, upright and terribly conservative on the phone so Jenny was pleased that they did not meet when she arrived. Rather she was let into the house, taken to her room and shown around by Harold, Mrs Jarvis' partner, a rather hunky looking man with cool sexual eyes.
"No, not Mr Jarvis" he said with an enigmatic smile when she enquired.
"She'll be home later tonight. You can ask her." "I hope her return doesn't disturb you. The acoustics of the house leave much be desired."
After settling in Jenny went out and found a noisy, busy and friendly burger joint where she had a few glasses of wine and a huge burger.
She opted to delay exploring the night life over the weekend knowing full well she would, in the words of a friend "over do it again" and not be capable of getting to work on time. Thus it was that she found herself back at her room before 10 PM. A rather sexy podcast stirred her imagination and she ended up masturbating before falling into a deep sleep. Her sleep was disturbed by voices, coming from the room below.
"Mrs Jarvis has returned." She murmured to herself. She lay awake listening to the murmurs from below and the central city noises which made up the background. The murmurs slowed and stopped, but when she was half asleep again a woman's voice dragged her back to wakefulness.
"Ah, ah!" The voice continued with a range of moans, sighs and whispers.
"Fuck. Don't stop! Aargh!" the woman's voice, this time urgent, demanding, guttural.
There were a couple grunts in Harold's voice.
"Mmm, you are so good. I missed you." The woman again and then silence returned.
"A rather sexy interlude." thought Jenny as she drifted off for the second time.
Morning came far too soon and the usual morning rush propelled her out into a bright sunny morning. Her office was close enough to make walking a definite option. She strolled through city garden, admiring the flowers and enjoying the cool breeze. She found herself at work slightly earlier than she needed to be which was fine by her as it gave her time to chat to her colleagues, flirt with her supervisor and generally ease into her days work.
She had just settled down when Brett a young, handsome guy from Sales arrived at her desk and sat on the corner.
"How about a visit to the stationery cupboard?" He asked.
The stationery cupboard was a large room filed with boxes of paper, notepads, pens and printer cartridges, to which she and another secretary had the keys. It was cynically known as the "Love Nest" having been the trysting place of a number of people having illicit affairs during office hours.
She looked at him with disinterest, he really was a pain. He had tried that pick up line with every woman, and a lot of men it was rumoured. She sighed. Shook her head.
"No! And get your arse off my desk."
"One day you will succumb to my deadly charm." He said disappearing round the corner.
"He is rather cute though isn't he? I am sometimes tempted to say yes." Lucy the other secretary with a key to the stationery cupboard grinned at her, winked and went back to her work
Jenny considered her present sex life.
"It maybe way of easing tensions considering my empty sex life right now." she said to Lucy.
"Story goes that he doesn't last long. Premature ejaculation is the polite expression. Fucking selfish is another less polite expression. Just another notch on the bed post. Leaving you longing for more."
"Now that would be awful. And the rumours and gossip afterwards would not be fun either."
Lucy grinned. "It would give the rest of us something to talk about. And you could confirm or deny the premature thing too. Then we would have to decide if we are going to believe you or not."
Her phone rang and the conversation died.
The rest of the day was the usual boring routine and Brett didn't stop by again. The upside was that Eric her supervisor did stop by to chat. He was very sexy but sadly for her, married. Jenny and his wife, Lilly had had a rather hot dance at the last Christmas part which had set tongues awagging and seemed to have increased Eric's interest in her. He was very discreet and any thoughts he may have had were carefully kept secret. She suspected however that she starred often in his and Lilly's fantasies. A threesome with them might be a real wild experience. She was hesitant though. Fucking the boss was always a dangerous thing. And, if anything went wrong, she would lose her job and he would get away with an improved reputation.
It being Thursday and still not weekend she went home to shower, grab a meal and head for bed where some serious tension easing was needed. Her vibrator was looking very tempting so she picked up batteries for it on the way home. After her shower she looked out of the window of her room at the back yard. It looked cool and sheltered so she decided to visit it, enjoy the sunset and relax.
The garden was small but there was enough space for some roses, a couple of pots of fresh herbs and a small bench which faced the back wall of the house. She could see her bedroom window from there and, for that matter the windows of both adjoining houses. She sat down in this surprising little oasis and enjoyed the privilege of sitting in a garden no natter how small in the middle of the city. It was almost like a scene from a fantasy movie. After a few minutes a cat appeared, climbed onto her lap and settled in. Idly she stroked the cat as the dusk rolled in and the garden filled with shadows.
It felt as if she had only been there for a few minutes when she heard voices from one of the neighbouring house. She glanced up and saw a woman standing in the window. It took a few moments for her to realize that the woman was bare breasted. Small delicate breasts with pink nipples which she was caressing slowly and sensuously. Jenny wasn't sure if she knew she was being watched so she sat very still hoping to prolong the show. The woman was obviously becoming aroused by her stroking as she tilted her head back and could faintly be heard sighing. Suddenly a pair of man's hands slid around her waist and up across her nipples, she leant backwards against the man allowing him to continue the gentle caressing of her body. He started kissing her neck and shoulders which she obviously enjoyed judging by the rosy flush that rose slowly up from her breasts and up her neck. Her sighs slowly became louder and more guttural as the man's hand slid down sensuously down her body finding the vee of her pussy. He soon found her clit which she announced with a loud "Ah!" Followed by soft moans as her arousal gained momentum.
