Further to the events of Jane and Lucy's sexploits earlier in the week here told from Jane's viewpoint is an account of how she paid for their actions!
At 7:30am the alarm woke Jane from a totally refreshing sleep. Sunlight spread through the open blind across her naked breasts warming her body. As she lay there she thought to herself oh shit I forgot to close the blind again, recalling in her mind the events the other night, she could not remember if she had also failed to close the blind that night! She wondered if any body had seen the show that she and Lucy had performed upon her husband, dismissing the thought from her head she headed for the shower. Reaching behind the curtain she turned on the water before admiring her firm breasts in the cabinet mirror while she waited for the water to heat up. Slipping out of the little white cotton panties, which was all she often wore to bed as she pulled back the shower curtain and checked that the water was now running warm before stepping over the bath side and under the cascading jet of water.
Squirting a small amount of her favorite shampoo from the bottle upon the shelf she reached up to wash her short blonde hair. Working the shampoo into rich lather, the suds running down her face into her eyes, cascading down over her ample breasts. Her thoughts turned to events in the shower the other day with Lucy, Jane's hand traveled down over her wet flesh before finally arriving between her legs, she allowed her forefinger to find the moist entrance of her pussy, easily her finger slipped inside her lips as her own juices aid its entry. I have not got time for this she told herself realising that she would make herself late for work.
Jane had driven to the office in autopilot mode, the episode with Lucy in the shower was still playing on her mind, she wondered if she was turning bi sexual as she now sat behind her computer monitor barely remembering the journey to work, unable to concentrate upon the day ahead. One minute she felt guilty for allowing Lucy to seduce her and the next minute she had a compelling urge to slide her fingers inside her panties. She couldn't figure out what it was about the experience, after all she was not a lesbian but the incident and the threesome that had followed had really turned her on.
Jane had dressed conservatively this morning in a loose fitting almost see trough white blouse with a nice lacey white bra under it, a non wired style as she hated under wired, which did seam a bit transparent around her nipples she wondered if they could be seen through her clothing. From her office she had been observing the larger open plan office outside when Brad walked into the office with some papers to be signed. He spoke to one of the girls who pointed him in the direction of Jane's office. Brad, A young lad in his early twenty's knocked upon the open door as he walked in and placed the papers on her desk, he proceeded to draw her attention to things highlighted on the papers but Jane could not help but notice his gaze frequently wandered from the papers to her chest. As Jane leaned forward to read the paperwork she realised that her blouse gapped open and Brad was taking a good long gaze down her shirt at her breasts. Jane could not help but notice the bulge that was appearing in his trousers and her own naughty thoughts started to make her panties a little damp!
The day dragged on until finally it was 5pm and as usual time to head for home. Jane knew she would arrive home first as she always does and was now feeling so randy that she decided she would give her hubby a treat, immediately heading up to the bed room and quickly discarding her work clothes, dumping them onto the bed unaware that she was being observed through the open blind. First Jane selected a pink micro thong from her bedside drawer; sliding it slowly up her legs, it barely covered her shaven pussy she noticed as she turned to admire her self in the full-length mirrored wardrobe doors. Next she pulled out a black suspender belt and a pair of lacey-topped stockings. Fastening the belt behind her back she threaded the straps behind the waist band of her panties sitting upon the bed to pull on each stocking in turn, before standing up again to use the mirror to carefully place each strap onto the top of her stockings ensuring that they looked straight and were not twisted. It was at that point that she decided that a black thong would look better than the pink one she was currently wearing. Sliding the flimsy pink material down her silky stocking clad legs she bent right over to make it easier for her to step out of her panties totally unaware of the wonderful view that she was now presenting as she had her back to the window!
Rummaging trough her drawer she selected a very lacey high leg black thong and proceeded to put it on, again bending over so that her shaven pussy was clearly on display briefly as she pulled the panties into place and adjusted them so that they sat comfortably under the belt. Next item to follow was a black bra size 38D front opening and strapless she carefully positioned her ample chest into its cups before opening the wardrobe door and selecting a pair of black leather thigh length boots, Again sitting upon the bed she slowly encased each leg into the glove like leather of the boots that her hubby had bought her for her birthday! Yeah right she thought more like bought them for his birthday! The observer watched without blinking as the lovely Mrs. W stripped off her clothes and had tried on the two different thongs. "You're killing me here Ms. W" he murmured to himself as he fought off an incredible urge to wank. The view of her bent over had been incredible and what a bonus, he had not even given any thought to the fact that she might have a shaven pussy!
Jane leaned back against the bedroom wall still in full view of the bedroom window. Her fingers went right to her clit. She knew this outfit would please her hubby and the thought of it was also making her very randy. Just this thought and her slight touch were enough; her knees trembled as she quickly came. Noticing that she was getting a little stubbly she quickly regaining her composure before walking out of the bedroom and into the bathroom to freshly shave her pussy, she sat on the edge of the bath, spreading her legs slightly so that she could first apply the gel and then the razor as she began to daydream about making out with that young Brad, but ever faithful to her hubby she quickly reprimanded herself and smirked.
Jane stood up and admired her handy work. She fought the urge to play with herself again saving herself for later! She walked back into the bedroom still blissfully unaware of the eyes that were still trained on her. Selecting a thin gown from the back of the door she went downstairs to make herself a cup of coffee and to have a quick smoke in the garden. It was as she walked into the kitchen that she spotted the note stuck to the side of the microwave with a magnet. It read high darling gonna be a little late home, have made you a coffee for while you wait, all you have to do is press start to heat it up!
How sweet she thought to herself and as instructed she pressed start before opening the back door for her cigarette, she never smokes indoors but prefers to stand upon the back step into the garden. The microwave pinged to signal that the coffee was ready and Jane removed the cup and started to sip the contents of the mug as she slowly puffed on her fag, clutching her robe closed tightly just in case any neighbours were watching and wishing her hubby was home. She then began to feel funny a bit light headed almost drunk and the garden seamed to be spinning, closing the door but forgetting to lock it she headed upstairs to lie down. As she sat down on her bed the dizziness washed over her again. Maybe she'd just close her eyes for a few minutes until the feeling passed. But it was no use she felt so tired that she could not help but lay back on top of the bed.
Jane jumped with a start when she felt a hand on her. It was her hubby. She looked at the clock. It was gone 7:30, she must have slept through her alarm. He laughed and said he could tell she must have been tired, as she had not even bothered to remove her boots before she went to bed! Best you get out of all that sexy gear and have a shower he said with a wink! Jane watched him walk out of the room. The next thing she noticed was the pain. Her tits hurt, her thighs hurt, her pussy hurt and god her arse burned. What had happened to her? She staggered out of bed and stumbled toward the wardrobe and looked at herself in the mirror she was still wearing the suspender belt stockings and boots but her bra and panties had gone! She massaged her breasts, realising just how red and sore her nipples were. As she looked downward she saw the red marks on the inside of her thighs and the tiny white streaks that ran down her legs. It was as though somebody had raped her, surly not. She put on her robe and called for hubby, but there was no answer. Maybe she had masturbated before going to sleep, she couldn't remember. Confused she took a long hot shower to wake herself up and when finished drying off herself she headed back to the bedroom to get dressed for work.