(This is the final chapter in this series. We might come back to use one or all of these characters in a sequel or even a prequel. )
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One Friday night, an unusual quiet lingered in the typically animated living room. Although, Jake and Janet were there in a physical sense; different subjects clouded their thoughts. Jake's twenty-six year old mind was bent toward his complex business matters; it often did early in the evening. It was Janet, who normally thrilled in providing distractions for her dominant lover, who maintained an unusual quiet. Jake stirred from his mental trance first. He studied Janet with inquiring eyes. She sat at his feet submissively as she did every night after dinner. But instead of being in a sexy outfit or lingerie; she remained in her frumpy day clothing, an obvious breech of protocol. At first, he thought it was a challenge, yet quickly realized there was much more to her abstract behavior.
In the three weeks they had been carnally intimate, Jake had never seen her so preoccupied. He was curious and little concerned. The thirty-eight year old slim brunet had provided him with bountiful amounts of sexual release from tension; which he valued deeply. Now, for the first time, she was beginning the evening with no apparent sexual spark or focus.
Although curious, Jake hesitated asking what was on her mind. He was cautious. She would always be his dad's widow and technically his stepmother, and there were some subjects he didn't feel comfortable approaching, at least not yet.
"What's going on," Jake reluctantly asked. He couldn't endure the silence any longer.
"Huh, what?" Janet asked. She hadn't heard the question, and her mind had been awoken by Jake's voice as if waken from a daydream.
"What's on your mind?" Jake asked in a louder firm tone.
"What makes you think something is on my mind?" Janet said turning to Jake. He warmed inside, with her dark loving eyes focusing on him.
"Well let's see, it's eight o'clock and you're still dressed in your unflattering day rags."
Janet glanced down, and her face showed surprise to see, he was right. "I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little distracted, with tomorrow being our first special fantasy Saturday." Janet stood and began to unbutton her blouse.
"Oh, that's right." Jake had surprisingly forgotten, he been excited when Janet suggested the idea of using one Saturday a month to make a sexual fantasy a reality. His life felt like a fantasy already having a non-jealous bisexual submissive sexy Janet to live with. He couldn't imagine, what she had planed for the sexually fantasy day that could be any better than they already had. It would be a surprise. Jake started to sense his erection growing in his pants as he watched Janet strip to her black lace bra, matching thong panties and lace thigh high stockings. Despite seeing her body every night, he enjoyed seeing her sexy body. Except for her height, she had a models body; she was thin without being skinny but had nice breast and a curvy bottom. The type of body most women want.
Then she knelt between his legs and began to unbutton his pants. His hard cock sprung upward, once she slid his pants down. Jake had stopped wearing any underwear; he found it got in the way of their spontaneous passion.
Janet began to run her fingers up and down the front of Jake's cock. She then looked up at Jake. He could see some concern clouding her eyes and face.
"I must ask a favor of you," Janet said lowering her head submissively.
"What?"
"I need you to spend the night in your old room. I have a lot of prep work for tomorrow."
Jake hesitated for a moment, and then put his hand to her chin to raise her head. "Ok, but it better be worth it."
Janet's lips curled into a pleased smile, and she ran her tongue across them moistening them. She leaned forward, towards Jake's cock and began to run her tongue up and down the front. Then she swirled her tongue around the tip several times. He let out a low sigh. She parted her lips and drew the head into her mouth. Much to his delight, she began moving her head up and down, taking more of the erection into her mouth with each movement down. As she took more and more in, he soon could feel his base of his cock sliding up and down the length of her warm tongue and the head of his cock dragging against her throat.
Never had any girlfriend be able to deep-throat his normal length but wide cock before Janet. He now kept the area hair free, so she wouldn't gag, as she had the first time. It was easy to stay smooth; Janet performed the job of shaving his pubic hair for him every morning before they began their day.
The mystery of the next day entered Jake's mind, and he closed his eyes. He began to think about all the sexy outfits and a costume that Janet had in her closet, and he wondered what she was going to wear. As he imagined Janet in a French maid costume with fishnet stockings, bending over and displaying herself; he felt a sudden orgasm building. He grasped her black hair as he spewed his cum down her throat. Janet eagerly swallowed every drop. It surprised him to not have lasted longer. They had been so sexually active, he often found it hard to finish. Janet climbed into his lap and leaned in for a kiss. Jake marveled at her pretty face; she might have been older than most of the women he had dated, but her eyes and face had fewer wrinkles and blemishes than many women he had recently been out with. Before she kissed him she let a wisp of her breath fall on his face. He could still smell the musk of his cum on her breath. Then their lips met for a gentle kiss.
They talked for a while before turning in for the night. The subject of the next day never came up, they both avoided it. While holding hands, they went upstairs to their separate bedrooms. Just before parting for the night, Janet turned to face Jake. His height towered over her. He leaned in for a good night kiss, but she stopped him.
"I need to remind you, for tomorrow our safe word is; Lucy." Janet said.
"Do you think we will need a safe-word tomorrow?"
Janet giggled. "Who knows, but better to be safe. Sometimes a situation can be too intense or uncomfortable for some." She kissed Jake on the cheek and sashayed down the hall.
He looked at Janet's wonderfully shaped thong clad behind and sexy stocking clad legs, and tried to imagine; how she would exhibit them tomorrow. Suddenly, he began to think about the need for a safe-word.
Sleep eluded Jake; he turned over and over in his old bed. He hadn't slept in it for three weeks; he had grown comfortable sleeping with Janet. Excitement and trepidation filled his mind as he began to imagine what lay ahead the next day. He thought he knew all of Janet's likes and dislikes and she knew his. "So what was she planning?" he wondered out loud. Sitting up in his bed, he become conscious of the fact, he didn't know whose fantasy this was suppose to be. He knew Janet was very submissive, she liked to be controlled, she liked to be gently restrained, she enjoyed an occasional hand spanking. Yet they had not delved into their fantasy likes and dislikes.
Finally he drifted off to a deep sleep.
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The next day, Jake awoke to find himself in his old bed. At first, in his drowsy state of mind, he was puzzled to be back in his old room. But he quickly remembered why, and he sprung out of bed like it was Christmas. Looking at the clock, he grasped he had overslept, as it was midmorning. He peeked out the window and saw a cloudy sky. The weather fit his mood, as he didn't know what to expect, as it could be nice, stormy, or both.
Jake crossed the hall to the bathroom. He hesitated before entering to peek at Janet's room. Her door was open, but she was no where in sight. Hastily, he took a good shower. He saw his razor and shaving cream in the shower and knew Janet had placed it there. She was defiantly thinking ahead, Jake thought. He shaved his face and pubic hair. No hairs would get his way today.
