"Hi Jane,' I said cheerily, 'pleasant evening?'
"Yeah it was okay. Saw some good friends.'
'Can I get you anything?'
'Hmm, a whisky would be good.'
'Okay.'
'Bring the decanter, and a glass for yourself too. I shall be in the sitting room.'
'Water, or soda?"
'No, neat is best!'
She was lounging on the settee, as I put the glasses on the coffee table and poured out our drinks. Her skirt rode up. She has sexy legs!
She took a reasonable swallow from her glass, drinking half of it. Then she reached for her bag and took out a pack of cigarettes. She lit one for herself and offered them to me.
'No thanks.'
'You don't smoke?'
'Only very occasionally.'
'Hardly anyone does these days. And when I am driving I can hardly have more than one drink.'
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
'What I need is a chauffer, someone to do the driving. You could do that John. What do you think?'
I took a drink. Her glass was empty, so I re-filled it.
'Yeah, I'll do that. I am at your command.'
'Yes, you are that. Mine to command!' She smiled to herself. 'What else could I get you to do?' She blew cigarette smoke out from her sensual lips.
'Whatever you want.'
'Anything?'
'You're in charge.'
She stubbed out her cigarette, and took another swallow of whisky.
'Do you think smoking leaves a taste in your mouth?'
'I suppose so.'
'Well I need to check it out.'
'Okay.'
'Come here and tell me.'
I went and sat down beside her.
'Now kiss me!'
I gave her a demure peck on the lips. She looked at me obviously exasperated.
'No, not like that.' With that she held my head and administered a deep kiss with lots of tongue, pressing our faces together. It was very arousing.
'Well? Could you taste cigarettes?'
'Yes, a bit. It was good. Any way I am not sure how you taste without ciggies.'
'We shall have to carry out further experiments.' With that she kissed me again. And then she did it some more. Her hand brushed the front of my trousers where my erection was pushing.
'Are you getting turned on?' She took another drink.
'Yes.'
'Good. Well you just remember who is in charge.'
'Yes.' I was confused. This was all quite unexpected. Then suddenly her demeanor changed and she sat back.
'We must talk about my dear daughter.'
'I suppose we should.'
'What did Emma say to you before she went? She told me she had you make certain promises?'
'Yes, she did.'
'Well come on. Give. Tell me what she said.' She took another drink, and I gulped mine.
'Well, she, errr, she..'
'Spit it out, what did you promise?'
'I promised not to bring any girls home.'
'Quite right too. Break that promise and you'll have me to answer to. What else did you promise?'
'She said I had to promise to be nice to her mum. To you.'
'Well that's good. Quite appropriate. Did you promise it?'
'Yes, of course.'
'There was something else you had to promise. She told me it was three things.'
'Err, yes, there was something else.'
'Well, come on, tell me!'
'I can't. It was intimate.'
'You mean it was about sex?'
'Yes'.
She leaned over and took my face in her hands and kissed me again. Her hand pressed on my trousers where my cock was pushing.
'You're going to tell me.' Her hand squeezed. I was breathless.
'Okay,' I gasped, 'I'll tell you.' She relaxed her hand.
'Go on then!'
'She said that my cock wasn't to be put into any other pussy than hers.'
'Did she! Hmm.'
Jane leaned away from me. 'I need to think about that. Give me a hand up. ' I assisted her as she stood unsteadily. I think she had got a bit drunk.
'Take off your shirt. I need to look at you.'
'What!' I was surprised by this latest instruction.
'Just do it.' I did as I was bid and stood before her naked to the waist.
'You look okay,' she said. 'you obviously work out and have no excess fat. That's good. When you are my chauffer I shall expect you to wear black trousers and a white shirt. You have those?'
'Yes.'
'Good. Now you can escort me to my bedroom door. And no further!
I did as I was bid. At her door she paused and got something out of her bag.
'I have a little bell.' She rang it. 'If you hear it that means I want you to come to me. Okay?'
'Okay.'
Then she kissed me again before slipping away, leaving me feeling both confused and very aroused.
* * * * * * *
The following morning I had shaved and I was just drying off from the shower, when I heard the tinkle of her bell. I put on my bathrobe and headed out to the landing. I thought the noise had come from Jane's room, which was at the other end of the house. I headed for it and knocked on the door.
'Come in'.
I went in to find Jane sitting at her dressing table, brushing her hair. She was wearing a plum colored bra and matching knickers. And that was all she had on. She looked gorgeous and sexy.
'Well don't just stand there gaping with your mouth open. I need your assistance.'
I gulped.
'Yes Jane...what can I do to help?'
'I'm looking for a dress. It should be in the closet. It's a linen dress, a kind of aubergine color. Since you've put stuff away I can't find it.'
I went over to the closet, and russled around with the clothes on the rail. I pulled garments out until I found one which looked right.
'Is this it?'
'Yes, that's it. Thank you.'
She held it up, and then she stood up and held it against her body.
'What do you think? It is a light summery thing.'
'Yes it's going to be warm today. That should be good.'
It was three quarter length, low cut and sleeveless. I am not an expert on dresses, but I thought it could look really good.
'I should probably not wear a bra under it. Here, you hold it.'
She handed me the dress, and proceeded to unstrap her bra. Her breasts were surprisingly firm, a full C-cup with bright pink nipples. She wiggled and they shook suggestively. Then she cupped them with her hands and pulled on the nipples. She smiled archly at me.
'Do you agree, it would be better without a bra?'
I gulped. I was having difficulty in breathing again.
'Yeah, that looks good.'
'You mean without the dress?' She stuck a finger in her mouth and looked at me quizzically.
'Good grief Jane, you look gorgeous!' I was completely uncool by this stage.
"Thank you kind sir! Are you just saying that or do you mean it?'
She peered at where my bathrobe had fallen open. My cock was erect again.
'I think you mean it!'
I reached for her. The desire to touch her was almost overwhelmimg.
'No,no,no. Get back!'
I backed away.
'Now take off your bathrobe.'
I did as I was bid and stood before her naked.
'Yes, you have a nice body' she said, appraising me. She paused, and then said 'enough of this nonsense. Be gone. I must get dressed, and so must you. I will see you downstairs.' With that she dismissed me.
* * * * * * *
We were having coffee together after breakfast. Jane was wearing the dress, as far as I could tell without a bra. She was looking sunny and fashionable.
'Well what are you up to today, John?'
One of the advantages of being a researcher is that you have lots of flexibility over
when and how you work. As long as I have my laptop I can get on with it. I didn't need to go into the university.
'I have some documents to work on. I was thinking of staying here to get on with them. If that is okay.'
'Yes, that's fine of course.'
'Have you got plans?'
'I am going out this evening. I'd like you to be my chauffer. I shall need you at about 7.30, and then returning at about 11.00.'
'Oh, okay. No problem.'
'Good. It is a lovely sunny day. I might sunbathe later.'
With that she stretched languidly and looked at me with heavy-lidded eyes. Then she finished her coffee, and walked out onto the patio to have a cigarette.
I went to get my laptop and retreated to the study where I hoped I would be undisturbed. I had to try to stop thinking about Jane. But she was making that incredibly difficult. She was clearly toying with me, offering all this sexual come-on, and then stopping it. I found it very difficult to control myself. But I knew that if I failed to do what she wanted I would be out on my ear. There was no doubt that she was in control, and calling the shots.
I immersed myself in work, and eventually managed to put her out of my mind. I worked through the morning and only paused briefly for a lunch snack. I was back at my laptop early afternoon when I heard the tinkle of Jane's bell. Now what did she want?
I trudged through the house to find her. Eventually I found that she was on the patio at the rear of the house. It was a gloriously sunny and warm day. She was lying on a recliner, wearing a bikini. It was dark red, just about big enough to cover her bottom. I could see no more as she was lying on her stomach. The color contrasted with the creamy light gold of her skin. Yet again I was impressed by just how beautiful and glamorous she looked.
The house has a large garden and is not overlooked. The position was very private and perfect for sunbathing. I cleared my throat.
'Hi Jane. You tinkled your bell.'
'Ah there you are John! Be a honey and get me a nice long glass of juice, with ice, will you?'
I did as she bid, and returned shortly, giving her the glass and sitting down beside her. I had made a drink for myself too, which I sipped.
'Thank you. You're a sweetie!'
'You're welcome.'
'How's work going?'
'I've made good progress.'
'Well, if you'd like a break, you could spend a few minutes out here with me. Give your brain a rest.'
'Thanks.'
Although I was not finding my time spent with Jane restful. Usually it was disturbingly arousing.
'You could do something for me while you are here.'
'What would you like doing?'
'My back could do with an application of sun lotion. Do you mind doing it?'
Good grief, I was being invited to touch her! Of course I didn't mind.
'It would be my pleasure Jane.' I took hold of the bottle.
'Undo my top, would you?'
'Yes, you don't want a line.' I unclasped the bikini top.
'I usually sunbathe topless. But I saw how disturbed you got this morning and thought I had better calm things down.'
'Oh. Okay.'
I began slowly to apply lotion to her shoulders and neck, caressing her flesh.
'Hmm, that's nice. I suppose you must think I am playing a bit of a game with you.'
'Well, yes. But you're in charge, you make the rules.'
I moved my hands to the tops of her arms.
'You see the thing is, you are a very attractive young guy.'
'Gosh, thank you.'
'And it is very flattering for an old lady like me to find she can turn you on!'
'Lordy, Jane, you are not old! You look much younger than your age. And you are a very beautiful lady.'
'Why thank you, you are gallant!'
I moved my hands down her arm to her wrist, and then shifted my attention to her other arm.
'I suppose the other thing I am doing is testing you.'
'How are you testing me Jane?'
'To see whether or not you keep your promises to Emma.'
'Well I have haven't I?'
My hands had returned to her back. I poured more lotion along her backbone and began to spread it around softly. She sighed.
'Yes, you have. So far.'
'Are you going to tempt me further?'
'I may do. You have no idea how wicked I can be.'
'I'm beginning to get a good idea.' I had completed her back and reached the top of her bikini bottom. 'Do you want lotion on your legs?'
'Hmm, yes I do,' she purred.
I started with her ankles and moved up her legs. There was silence as she appeared to relax completely. I did the tops of her thighs up to her crotch very slowly and thoroughly. Was she becoming aroused? I know I was.
She turned over and stared at me quizzically. I gazed at her flat smooth tummy and her erect pink nipples.
'Can I trust you if I let you do my front?'
'I don't know.'
'Would you like to?'
'Yes.'
'Okay.'
I applied lotion to the remaining parts of her arms, and then to her legs. I was able to pay a lot of attention to the tops of her thighs. I was tempted to touch her bikini where it covered her mound. She sighed again.
Then I poured some lotion onto her tummy and slowly applied it, moving up to her rib cage. Then at last there were only her breasts left to be done. I applied more lotion to my hands. Her eyes were closed. I took a breast in each hand and smeared it with lotion. Then I squeezed and pulled on her nipples. Leaving my hand on her left breast I leaned over and began to kiss, and suck her right nipple. Then I bit it gently.
'God that's nice,' she murmured. She squirmed around. Then she opened her eyes.
'You must stop!' she sighed.
I didn't want to.
'I am afraid you must stop. This has gone too far!'
'Jeez!'
'I know, I am sorry. I need to work this out. But for now we must stop.'
So I stopped. She lay back and lit a cigarette. I sighed, and she handed me the cigarette. I don't smoke but I took a long drag on it. God, I felt frustrated.
* * * * * *
At 7.30 that evening I was dressed as required in a conservative white shirt and black linen trousers. Jane appeared wearing a low cut violet sleeveless top with a short black jacket, tight black shiny trousers and matching high heels. She had simple gold earrings and a gold chain. She looked terrific.
'You look stunning.' I said.
'Why thank you kind sir.' She sucked her finger and looked thoughtful. 'I wonder if I should get you a cap if you are to be my chauffer.'
'Whatever you want.'
'I know.' She smiled to herself. Then there was a slight frown. 'Whatever I want as long as it fits with Emma's Rules.' She sighed.
'Emma's Rules?'
'Yes, you know. What Emma made you promise.'
'Ah. Yes. Those rules.'
'Any way, that still gives me lots of scope. Come on you can escort me to the car.'
As we walked demurely to her Merc, she put her hand briefly on my bum, before I opened the car door for her. When she was in she lit a cigarette as I got into driver's seat.
'Do you want one?' She smiled at me.
'No thanks.'
'Well at least share this one.' She handed me the ciggie and I took a drag on it.
'Where to?' I started the car. She gave me the address of our top local restaurant, and I set off.
'It is an expensive do with all proceeds going to charity. I shall be seated next to some fat wealthy business man!'
'Oh dear. You look fantastic. All the men will be after you.'
She smiled.
'I think I prefer younger men.'
It was my turn to smile.
'Yes Jane.'
'Don't get cocky, or I'll have to punish you.' She put her hand on my thigh and let it rest there. Then she sqeezed. 'I might have to punish you any way.
'
'Good grief Jane, I'm trying to drive.'
'Hmm!' she moved her hand away, and stared through the window. Then she looked across at me.
'If this evening becomes unbearable, I'll text you to collect me. Otherwise come at 11.'
'Okay.'
We arrived at the restaurant, and I opened the door for her like a good chauffer. She smiled, licked her lips and gave me a conspiratorial look before marching through the doors. What was she thinking?
When I got home I fixed myself some food, checked my emails and then settled down to wait. I thought I would watch some tv, but there was nothing much on the main channels. So I investigated the cable stations. I found the porn channels without too much trouble, but it was all fairly soft stuff before 10. Then I found a much more explicit, much more hard core programme. It featured a 'cougar', a mature and sexually aggressive lady. She had big tits and was not particularly beautiful, but very sexy. She was giving blow jobs to two young guys, before fucking both of them. It culminated in her pulling on a strap-on and fucking one of them up the bum.
Well all of this was well beyond my personal experience, but quite a turn-on nonetheless. I was settling back to enjoy it when my mobile phone bleeped at me. I had a text message.
-Come and get me now.
It was Jane. I had to collect her immediately. I rushed out to the car, and set off.
I parked by the restaurant and went in. I found my way to where her group was seated. Indeed they looked like the wealthy middle-aged, some of them laughing raucously. Then I spotted Jane and caught her eye. Her jacket was in her hand as if she was about to put it on to go. She made her way erratically to me.
'Thank god you're here,' she hiccupped. We headed for the car, with her holding onto my arm and me holding her jacket. She was a little unsteady. I got her into the car and put the seat belt round her. She giggled as my hand brushed over her breast. Then I moved round to the driver's seat.
'Straight home marm?'
'Yes John, quick as you like.'
I started the car up and set off.
'That bad, huh?'
'Oh it was not unexpected. I get fed up of being pawed and propositioned by sweaty fat slobs.' She hiccupped again. 'The wine was good though. I sampled quite a lot of it'
She lit a cigarette and handed it to me. I inhaled and handed it back to her.
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