Chapter 3

I could hardly concentrate on Monday or Tuesday and Wednesday for that matter. There were Thursday's events to anticipate and the DVD was still unviewed.

I got the DVD chance that evening and was disappointed. It was a straightforward fuck scene taken from one fixed position. Alan's wife had a good body but wasn't that active. What I did see was that he had good sized equipment and was more than competent in its use. I tried to imagine him doing it to Jenny and had a quite satisfying wank.

I deliberately didn't plan to bring up the lesson until Tuesday evening but was saved any need for ingenuity by being asked what I thought she should wear. "How do you mean?" I posed. It was patiently explained to me that she had to be appropriate for the lesson, club and "afterwards". How the times had changed.

I grabbed to make certain of my ground. Was she still planning to bring Alan back after the lesson? She was but she wanted privacy. I could stay and watch "the start" but had to take our poor dog out again. After some negotiation the end of the start was defined as when he got under her skirt.

I needed to understand and do some promotion. Was it Alan or her who didn't want me to watch? Apparently Alan would love it. She was embarrassed. I pressed as to the cause since I had seen her have sex with me dozens of times. I carefully explained that much of my gain from what was going on was her having pleasure. I would get much more out of it if I could see. I wouldn't want to join in or be conspicuous. She would think about it.

She was certainly thinking about something when we retired. Dripping wet and playing with herself as she laid waiting for me. Again quite a development. I just love watching a woman wanking. Mental note to discuss with Alan how he might encourage her in that area.

As we talked after dinner on Wednesday around "its tomorrow", I deliberately didn't mention watching but decided on a positive potentially shock tactic. Since she enjoyed fucking Alan, had she thought about doing it with another man? To my amazement, she had. Since Sunday (which obviously was very good) she had been looking at men and wondering what they would be like!

Then a bombshell! When she had talked to Alan on the phone (I didn't know about that), he had mentioned that a golfing friend had seen her in the pub and had a letch. She couldn't quite place him but Alan said he was nice. I liked the sound except for wondering where Alan was heading. Why would he be offering out good cunt I mused as we went to bed? No action that night to ensure she was fully frisky for the event.

Came Thursday morning and I got full details of the plan. She would be home early since the lesson was planned for 6 o'clock. They planned on about an hour, a drink in the clubhouse and then back to our home.

The day was excruciating with all sorts of images and a constant two thirds hard on. I sat quietly after 5 o'clock as she arrived home, bathed and donned a white blouse with skirt. She was wearing flat shoes and advised she was going to carry high heels for later. She did a double check. Was I happy with all this? Could she still do what she wanted?

Alan's car came into the drive. She left with a brief kiss. I said "Enjoy". She said, "You are so good to me. If it gives you pleasure, you needn't go out. Just don't be obvious!!!!!!!!!" My mind roared. Paradise.

The next three hours (they got back just after nine) were heaven and hell. I was split by trying to imagine what was happening, what was I was going to see and how I was to see in detail but remain unobtrusive. Pain that is a pleasure. I settled myself down a little with a good wank full of fantasy.

I decided to be positive so that when the car returned I opened the door to the jovial pair, ushered them to the living room and took and served drink orders. I noticed there was now no lipstick and the blouse had two extra buttons undone. They had settled together on the sofa and Jenny was bubbling and had clearly been fed enough at the Club to help her relax. Alan sat back and slipped his left arm around her. Well not so much around as resting on the opposite buttock with his fingers gently stroking.

It had been great. Alan felt she was a natural. They were going to do a round next week but they needed to work more on her driving. She was so grateful she just had to kiss him again (!). Their lips met in full exchange, Alan leaned into her and slipped his free hand into the blouse to first cup and then stroke. There was no objection at this being in front of me so that when they broke I commented "Bit of a short one for someone so grateful!"

Alan moved in again and this time put his now free hand on her knee. Getting no resistance he quickly moved up under the skirt and to my amazement, the legs parted slightly to give him access. Jenny jerked but kept kissing as he reached the target. I could see the rise and fall of his hand under the skirt as he massaged the vital spot. Her hips began to roll in response to his action and her backed arched almost trying to push harder on to his hand. Suddenly she went stiff and announced her delight as the cum was achieved.

Her body relaxed and he gradually withdrew from under the shirt. Jenny's eyes were glazed with lust and there was silence for quite a period. I noticed that inevitably Alan and I had bulging trousers. Jenny broke the silence with "That's better, I'll go and get changed". I was dumfounded, was this my conservative wife?