Janet experiences an unexpected sexual awakening.

I had recently retired to the south coast of Spain, near a small rural village. The village consisted of little more than a few dozen scattered house, a small convenience store and a couple of bars one of which I had just arrived at. I sat at an outside table enjoying the warm spring sunshine as the bartender came out to take my order. I ordered a beer and he scurried off to get it. On returning he must have noticed my accent and asked in Spanish “Are you English”

Before arriving in Spain I had studied Spanish at night school, and although I was not perfect I could hold a simple conversation so I replied in Spanish “Yes I am”

He then said “Can you perhaps help me? I have a small problem. There is an English lady sitting inside the bar. She has been drinking heavily for a few hours and is very drunk. She is also upset and crying. I offered to get her a taxi but she doesn’t understand me. Would you talk to her?”

“Sure” I replied “Lead the way” and followed him through a low doorway into the gloom of the small bar

Sitting in a corner with her head resting on the table was a woman dressed in a ‘floaty’ type light summer dress. Her handbag had fallen from the table and spilled its contents across the floor. She was sobbing softly, so I tapped her shoulder and said in English “Are you OK? If you live locally I would be happy to take you home”

She raised her head and I saw she was aged about 45, and although not looking at her best with her tear stained mascara running down her cheeks, she was very attractive.

She slurred a reply “ You…You’re English”

“Yes I am” I said “ And you look like you need a helping hand”

I took her arm and helped her stand rather unsteadily to her feet, and with her arm around my neck I headed for the door saying “What’s your name? Where do you live”

She mumbled a reply “janet” she said and added “I live in one of the new apartments just outside the village” I knew the new complex that had recently been completed and told her I would drive her home.

We headed for my car with her hanging onto me to steady herself, her firm tits pressing into my chest. I helped her into the front seat and in doing so her dress rode up around her waist revealing her black lace panties. I reached across to secure her seat belt and once more came into contact with her lovely tits.

It took us about ten minutes to reach the complex during which time she slept, mumbling softly in her sleep “I’m sorry….I’m sorry…I can’t…I just can’t.” When I stopped the car I had to wake her to ask the number of her apartment

“18” she said “at the top….in the lift”

We took the lift and on reaching number 18 I asked “Where is your key/”

She slurred “Don’t need one…Husband….ring bell…”

I rang the bell and the door was answered by a grey haired man who was considerably older than she was. He immediately saw what had happened and helped me in getting her inside. We sat her on a white leather sofa where she sat mumbling “Sorry…I can’t” before drifting off to sleep.

The man told me his name was Paul and I told him I was James. He then thanked me for helping his wife home. I think he too had drunk a little too much as he added “We had a bit of a bust up I’m afraid. It doesn’t happen often but just lately we have argued more than usual. I’m sorry to have bothered you”

“No problem” I replied “These things happen. I was just worried that she was so upset. She kept telling me over and over “Sorry but I can’t” I thought she was apologizing to me but that didn’t make sense at all, but then again she was a bit drunk

“Believe it or not” Paul said “She hardly ever drinks. It was totally my fault for pushing her… insisting….”

He didn’t finish his sentence saying “But you don’t want to hear of our problems. Can I offer you a drink as you are here, a beer or something a little stronger?”

I had left my unfinished beer at the bar when we had left so I took him up on his offer and he poured me one. He poured himself a whisky and led the way out onto the balcony where we sat in the sun.

We sipped our drinks and chatted a little about this and that until the balcony door slid open and an obviously still very drunk Janet stood swaying there. She appeared a little angry and glaring at her husband slurred “You told him…you told him didn’t you? I told you I can’t….” and once more the tears started flowing

I stood and said “Perhaps I should go. Thanks for the drink”

Paul then said “No. You stay and finish your beer. I’ll put Janet to bed” and he led her back inside where I heard her shout “You shouldn’t have told him…it’s private…”

A few minutes later he returned “She’s sleeping now” he said “I’m sorry James. I think I owe you an explanation but it’s a bit embarrassing, and not really sure if I can confide in a stranger. In fact if it wasn’t for the few whiskies I’ve had tonight I probably wouldn’t mention it at all”

“Don’t worry Paul” I replied “I am a past master at keeping confidences. Why don’t you tell me as little or as much as you are comfortable with”

“Well” he said “The argument is a recurring one between us and it is sexual in nature. Janet already thinks I have told you but she has no real reason to believe that. I really don’t know why she would say it”

What Paul didn’t know at this point was that I had been a Doctor before retiring, and part of my training was in sexual counseling. It was a part of my work I enjoyed and I attended extra training classes and gained diplomas in the subject. He was talking to the right guy for advice. I knew exactly why she said what she said and I was about to tell him, but first I had to own up

“Before you tell me anything Paul I’d like to tell you something. Before I retired I was involved in sexual counseling, and as such I have a lot of experience in the subject. The psychological reason for what Janet said to you is really quite simple. I’m sure you will find it strange but the fact is she desperately wants you to tell me. It is a classic example of ‘When no means yes’. By accusing you of telling me so I can hear what she says, and not in private when you are alone together, she was giving you her express permission to tell me. Actually she would be disappointed if you didn’t”

He was silent for a few moments as he thought this through and eventually he replied “OK I think I follow. But she’s drunk, and perhaps she didn’t realize you were there when she spoke”

He was looking for excuses for her so I said “Not the case I’m afraid Paul. I had direct eye contact with her as she said it. She knew I was there. Trust me on this she will be pleased you told me, and I am bound by my profession to keep confidences”

He seemed to accept that I was right and then said “OK but I need another drink first. This is not easy for me” and proceeded to top up his scotch. He then took a large gulp of his drink and began

“Janet and I have been married for 22 years. She is 18 years younger than me and we don’t have kids. This is partly because I have a very small penis. Even when I’m erect, which is not often these days, it is no bigger than about 3 inches long. Janet is happy with our sex life, and tells me she is satisfied, but I am not and that is the source of our arguments.”

He took another drink, and let out a long sigh before blurting out

“I would like to see Janet making love with another man. There I’ve said it, and I’m ashamed. She will not even discuss it and I’m sure she thinks I’m some sort of pervert. She has only ever been with one man and that’s me, and she can’t understand why I would want ‘to give her away’ as she says. She gets angry when I mention it and that’s what happened yesterday”

“I understand” I said “Let me ask you a question. Do you love each other?”

“Very, very much” He said and continued “I would do anything for her and it hurts me to think she might be sexually unfulfilled because of me. I’m sure she would enjoy the experience, as I would, but I have all but given up hope of it happening”

I must admit he did look profoundly unhappy, and perhaps unwisely I said “Would you like me to talk to her for you? I mean in the morning she will perhaps assume you didn’t tell me anything, and I can assure you it will be a wonderful surprise for her when you tell her you did. If you also tell her of my background, and that in appreciation of bringing her home you have invited me for drinks I’m sure she will agree. Shall we say 8 o’clock tomorrow evening?”

Paul unhesitatingly agreed and I was sure he was happy to share his concerns with me. I left and on the way home began to plan how I could help them. I had a little work to do before we met again.

The next evening I arrived punctually at their apartment and rang the bell. I had bought gifts of a small bunch of sweet smelling freesias for Janet, and a bottle of Scotch for Paul. Paul answered the door and as I entered I saw Janet sitting on the Sofa.

She looked stunning and had obviously made a great effort to look lovely. She wore a white lace blouse through which, by design or not, her matching white lace bra showed through. Nice touch I thought and definitely a step in the right direction. She also wore a tight black skirt that came to just above her knees.

She rose from the sofa as I walked across to her. She offered her hand to shake and taking it I drew her closer so her lovely tits pressed into me again, and gave her a peck on both cheeks. She was as stiff as a board and quickly moved away and sat down with a bump. In doing so she inadvertently opened her legs and showed me her white lacy underwear.

I think she probably realized what had happened and blushed deeply. As Paul prepared our drinks I broke the ice by saying to her “You look wonderful Janet, a little better than the last time I saw you”

She gave me a nervous smile and replied “Thank you. I’m sorry about last night but I was a bit upset”

“I do understand Janet” I said “Paul and I had a long chat after you retired last night”

She blushed even deeper and then said “He told me this morning, and I told him I don’t want to talk about it tonight”

There it was again, the classic ‘When No means Yes’ She had already told Paul she didn’t want to talk about it in private, but now here she was repeating it again for me to hear, and out of earshot of her husband. Plus the fact ‘tonight’ doesn’t mean ‘never’. I had some work to do but the signs were encouraging.

“OK I said, so tell me a little about yourself”

“Not a lot to tell really” She said “I was born and raised in Sussex. Met and married Paul. Had a long career in the civil service and now live here.

I interrupted and moved and sat beside her on the Sofa “Sorry I meant really about you. Have you brothers or Sisters. I think you are very beautiful, I might even say desirable, so I’m sure you must have had many boyfriends before Paul.”

She blushed again which I found strangely sexy, and stammered a little as she replied “I have two sisters, both much younger than me. It’s a bit of a personal question you know, boyfriends I mean. But no I didn’t. I spent a lot of time looking after my elderly parents before they died, and had little social time. I married Paul 3 months later”

Paul arrived with our drinks, set them down and asked “What have you two been chatting about?”

“About last night” I said “Janet told me she doesn’t want to talk about it, but I think perhaps she might change her mind” He gave me a knowing look and I added “Am I wrong Janet?”

“Yes you are” she replied stubbornly “Actually James was asking me about my past boyfriends. I told him you were my only ever boyfriend”

“Is that true Paul” I said “Your beautiful wife has never been kissed by another. That’s a dreadful waste. You have such lovely soft rosy lips Janet. Do they taste as good as they look Paul?”

Janet squirmed a little in her seat, a sure sign she was enjoying being the center of attention.

I continued “At the risk of being thrown out Janet, just as a small reward for my gallantry yesterday, and with Paul’s permission of course, would you permit me to kiss you?.

“I have no problem with that” Paul replied “One kiss for your gallantry is fair reward. What do you think Janet?”

Another squirm in the seat gave me my answer. Janet said nothing as I leaned across, took her in my arms, and placed my lips on hers. I had one arm around her shoulder, and my other arm across her lap. As I pulled her closer I bought my hand up under her breast, not exactly holding it, but supporting it.

I kissed her deeply and probed a little with my tongue. To my surprise there was no resistance at all and I quickly found her tongue. We French kissed way longer than I had expected, and taking it as a signal of her arousal I moved my hand to her breast. She allowed me a brief fondle before breaking our kiss and sitting up.

We were both a little breathless as Paul said “Wow, now that was some reward! Are you OK Janet? You look a little hot. Did you enjoy that as much as I did?”

Before she could answer Janet gulped her drink a little too quickly and choked, spilling her drink on her skirt. I pulled her up from the sofa and held her close as I patted her back to ease her coughing fit. Paul mopped up the spilled drink and then Janet went upstairs to change her skirt. When she returned she was wearing a sheer green silk kimono and by the way her nipples showed through she had neglected to put her bra back on.

She sat back beside me on the sofa as I said “Now where were we. Ah yes, Paul asked if you enjoyed the kiss as much as he did Janet”

She blushed again and said a little sarcastically “Yes I did. I enjoyed it a lot. Is that what you wanted to hear?

I interrupted as I didn’t want the evening to end unpleasantly “Do you both believe in telling the truth?”

“Sure” said Paul quickly followed by Janet saying “Of course. I think it’s important”

“So do I” I said “I never, ever lie” So I have a little game for us. A question and answer game about us. There is no winner or prize to be had apart from the knowledge you have told the truth. It can be very liberating. There is just one rule. A failure to answer is taken as true. The game can last as long as we wish. We can just stop when we feel like it. Are you up to playing? But remember if you lie you will only let yourself down”

“Sounds fun” said Paul “But I think we might want another drink before we start. I know you don’t normally drink Janet, but would you like another this evening?”

“I think I might” she replied as he left the room. I looked across at Janet to find she was looking at me too. We giggled a little and I leaned in closer to kiss her again. She kissed even more willingly this time and as I attempted to fondle her breast through the silk she brushed my hand away, but not before I confirmed she was wearing no bra.

We were still kissing when Paul got back and as we broke away he gave a huge grin.

“Right” I said “Although you haven’t asked me anything I want to give an honest answer anyway. Kissing and giving Janet’s breast was extremely arousing and gave me a huge erection”

The silence was palpable. You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife. They both stared at me, then at each other, and then we all collapsed in fits of laughter. It was long minutes later that I said “OK lets get on with the game then. Janet you can start”

“She had already given her question some thought because she immediately said to me “Are you married James?”

“Not any more” I replied “I’m a widower”

“I’m sorry” she said a little sadly

“Please don’t be sorry” I said “But if you want to give me a sympathetic kiss I won’t complain”

We all laughed again and then Paul said “Seems like anything goes in this game. When did you last make love James”

“That’s an easy one. Two months ago. I met a woman on a cruise. We clicked and we spent the night fucking” My turn I believe “Janet. Do you masturbate, and when did you last do it?”

“No way I’m going to answer that!” came the sharp reply from Janet, who learned across to give me a mock slap

“Oh dear. So according to the rules that’s a ‘yes’ then.” I teased

“I didn’t say that” she protested and Paul and I burst out laughing.

“Look” I said “Joking apart. When I was working with sexual therapy the major thing causing problems was lack of communication and honesty. Those that embraced it did well. Those that didn’t failed. I know it can be a little embarrassing but we are all adults here. Our needs and desires are as important as food and drink to us. Why don’t we try again? I will ask the same question of Paul, and then if you wish you can ask it of me, and then back to you again.”

Paul looked at me and then Janet and eventually said a little sheepishly “Yes, I masturbated this morning in the shower. I was thinking of Janet with another man and I got very aroused”

“Thank you Paul. I also masturbate and did so earlier today. I was actually thinking of Janet your wife. When I put her in my car last night her dress rode up and I saw her panties. Just the thought of them was enough to make me cum. Janet, now it’s your turn?”

She had been squirming on her seat all through our answers, and was tormenting herself with whether to answer on not. “She finally said “I need to use the bathroom” and made a quick exit giving Paul and I a chance to talk alone

“My God” he said “Those kisses were so hot. I can’t believe she let you touch her tits! I nearly came in my boxers. Thank you so much James . Do you think she will kiss you again?”

“I think you can count on it Paul, but you should kiss her too. Swap places with me and try kissing and fondling her when she returns. But first we need an answer to my question”

Janet returned a little later, resumed her seat, and took a sip from her drink. She looked radiant. Glowing almost as she said “OK lads. Not sure if it was the drink or the kisses but I’ve decided to answer. What was the question again?”

Paul and I both said in unison “Do you masturbate and when did you do it last?”

She hesitated before blurting out “yes I do! And I did it a few minutes ago when I left the room!”

Once more we erupted in laughter and as it ended Paul leaned across and kissed Janet, his hands stroking and fondling her tits. I watched in silence enjoying their intimacy. When they broke I said to them both “Would love to talk a little more seriously with you both.” Then smiled and added “If you feel we know each other well enough that is?”

Janet caught my eye and said “OK I’ll listen to what you have to say. I assume it’s about what Paul wants”

“No actually it’s about what you both want. Let me explain what I know. What I tell you is not hearsay or lies but scientific fact. Hear me out then at least you can make an informed decision. I will use the earthy raw language of lovers, which is exactly what you are, rather than clinical terms. So penis is cock, vagina is cunt and so on, you get the idea. Is that OK?”

They both nodded so I continued

“Paul would like to see you fucked by another man. This is a very normal thing to want and is a result of our biological evolution. It is a fact that our bodies would fuck at every chance they got if it wasn’t for our minds. Our minds control what is deemed by society to be acceptable. Our bodies don’t give a shit for convention, only our minds do. Are you with me so far?”

They nodded again

“There is a biological response playing out when a man sees another man fucking his wife. The other man usually fucks the wife first and the husband afterwards. After watching their wife with another man, and particularly after he sees the other man’s sperm in her cunt, the husband is prompted biologically to have longer, more vigorous sex, his cock is much harder, and his ejaculate contains more sperm. Hope this is not too technical?”

Paul replied “It’s OK James. We are reasonably intelligent. We understand so far”

I continued “In a nutshell Paul’s desperate need to see you fucked by another man is a simple biological need, and nothing to do with not loving you, or with so called kinky sex.”

Just as I finished talking Janet turned to Paul and as they kissed he fondled her tits. She no longer tried to hide her need from me. She said to Paul “I’m sorry sweetheart, I didn’t know.” And then whispered something I couldn’t hear.”

“Anything for you my love, you know that” He replied “Are you absolutely sure?”

“Yes” she said “If you are OK with it”

Paul beckoned to me and said “Come and sit with us James” as Janet moved across to make room for me “Janet wants to ask you something”

I sat beside Janet. She leaned over and kissed me deeply, out tongues dancing eagerly together. After a while she pulled away a little and whispered softly into my open mouth

“I understand now. My mind is still saying no but my body is taking no notice at all. When you told me you masturbated thinking of me my cunt was flooding, and I had to go and masturbate thinking of you too. I have never been so aroused before, and I want you to be the one to fuck me. Would you please fuck me James?”

I replied by reaching down, slowly unbuttoning her kimono, and sliding my hands inside. Paul joined me and we each took one of her beautiful tits. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as I took her rock hard nipple in my mouth. She writhed and squirmed as we fondled, squeezed and sucked on her tits taking turns kissing her. Paul stood up and began to undress.

When he was naked I saw he wasn’t kidding when he said he had a small cock. It was tiny even when erect. How he had managed to give Janet an orgasm was beyond me but Paul had said he had made her cum. I started to undress too and as I released my cock from my boxers it sprang up tall. I was about 7 inches and very wide but Paul hardly made 3 inches and it looked more like a thumb than a cock.

We both began to undress Janet who was still moaning a little with her eyes shut. As I had suspected she was naked under the Kimono and I saw her glistening wet cunt for the first time. I spread her legs and knelt between them. God she was wet and flooding with love juice.

I lowered my head and eagerly lapped up her cunt juices as she squirmed and moaned. I dug my tongue deeper and was surprised when I couldn’t get very far in. I drew away, spread her lips wide with my fingers, and looked inside. Of all the things I expected to see the very least of them was to see an intact hymen. Janet was a virgin! I was sure she didn’t know but then again perhaps she did.

I resumed licking her cunt as I thought how she could still remain a virgin when she was married and then it came to me. Paul’s cock was not big enough to break her hymen. I was going to get to deflower her and give her a cock induced orgasm for the first time. I was going to enjoy this and decided not to finger her in case I broke the hymen before I was ready.

I stood and saw Janet was sucking on Paul’s cock. He had a very happy look on his face as he said to me “Fuck her now James. I’ve waited so long for this. Fuck her hard with your big cock and make her cum”

I leaned in close to her and said “I’m going to fuck you now Janet. Feel how hard my cock is and it’s all for you” and she reached around and grasped me. As she stroked my swollen shaft she pulled away from Paul and looked at my swollen cock saying “You are so big James. I’m not sure I can take you inside me” and then softly whispered in my ear “You saw didn’t you? Please go very slowly”

I now knew that she knew she hadn’t been truly fucked yet, and was a virgin so I replied “You are very wet and lubricated. It should be fine but if I hurt you tell me and I’ll stop”

“I’m more than ready” she said “Please make sure Paul can see your cock in my cunt, and leave a lot of spunk there for him to see too”

I spread her legs once more and as Paul crouched down at cunt level I placed my cock in position to slide into her virgin cunt. I slowly pushed a little and then withdrew and repeated the movement. Janet was moaning loudly and actually had a small orgasm before I properly entered her. Paul was giving me encouragement and urging me on as I slipped a little deeper each thrust. Then I came up against her hymen.

I had experienced this before and I used a tried and tested technique to get through. I leaned up, kissed Janet hard and said “Nearly there. I want you to enjoy you first real fuck and a cock given orgasm. Just tell me when you are ready and I’ll do the rest.”

We locked lips again as I gently thrusted and withdrew several times, then I felt her tense and she moaned “Now…..pleeeease”

I withdrew once more and then with a quick strong thrust I deflowered her and sank fully into her virgin cunt. She gave a little yelp of pain which was immediately followed by moans of ecstasy. I whispered as I thrust deeper and deeper “You are no longer a virgin Janet. You are a real woman being fucked by a nice big cock. How do you like it? Tell Paul how you want me to fuck you”

She spoke through her panting and moans “Thank you Paul. Thank you… for making me do this…I love being fucked by a big cock…….ahh… fuck me harder James….ahh I can feel it coming…Ahhhh… It’s huge… I cant stop it ohhhhhhhh… I’m cumming….Oh God Oh God I never knew it could be like this…fuck harder….now…..right now…”

I upped the pace and as she screamed my name “Oh James” she reached a shuddering climax, and at the same time I shot my load into her virgin cunt.

I gave a few more thrusts and withdrew giving way to Paul. Whether my imagination or not his cock looked bigger, and he sighed as he took my place and slipped his cock in among my blood tainted spunk in his wife’s now non-virgin cunt. He thrust like a man processed and he later told me he went deeper than he ever had.

Janet was so aroused that she had another orgasm even with his smaller size cock and when he had climaxed and left her, she smiled a “please” at me and I walked over to where she was lying. She mouthed the “please” again and I took her hand and turned her over so her butt was in the air.

She told me Paul could not fuck her from behind as he was too small and couldn’t reach. I was happy to do that but first I had other ideas. What with our spunk and her own juices she was sopping wet and slippery around her butt. This made things a little easier for what I had in mind next. I positioned myself behind her and gently slipped into her cunt, but after a few thrusts I withdrew and placed my cock at the entrance of her tight butt and pushed. I expected her to react, and react she did but not in the way I expected. She pushed back at me helping my cock slip in. Within a few thrusts I was deep in her butt.

Paul saw what I was doing and was amazed as Janet had not so much let him touch her butt, let alone fuck it. I beckoned him around and slid out, inviting him to take my place. He easily fitted in after my big cock had stretched Janet’s butt wide. I went around to the front and offered her my cock which she eagerly grabbed and closed her lips around it. For someone who had no experience of sucking cock she seemed to instinctively know how to do it, and before long I was spurting great ropes of cum into her mouth, and over her tits.

We continued to take turns fucking her long into the night, and dawn was just breaking as I left for home. We still meet occasionally for sexy fun and this new, more enlightened Janet has even expressed a wish to have another man join us all. Something that would have seemed unimaginable if she not got drunk that fateful evening.

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