Janet Bell on the Road to..., Part 5

by Alice Gee

For a better understanding of the story it is recommended that the previous chapters are read first.

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That wonderful afternoon of love-making had taken place two months earlier. Now Janet stood on her porch and waited for the young girl to alight from the pick-up truck. She hoped that she could remain firm and keep her hands off the captivating youngster.

She had succeeded with Nancy. She had kept to her vow and had made no reckless moves to seduce her daughter. Only once had Janet wavered and that had happened one day when Nancy had fallen and grazed her knee. Janet had sat her on a chair and raised up her knee so that she could apply some Tea Tree Antiseptic Ointment to the wound.

When Nancy had lifted up her knee, her short dress had fallen back to reveal her underwear. Nancy was wearing a pair of pale blue pants covered with yellow stars. The pants were pulled back so tight that the outline of the girl's pudendum was clearly visible.

Janet stared mesmerized at the perfect shape and form of her daughter's young pussy, covered as it was by the thin layer of blue cloth. Janet recalled that there was a small yellow star placed over the spot where she imagined that Nancy's immature little clitoris nestled within its small prepuce. She was sorely tempted to reach out her hand and touch the delectable display of young feminine splendor.

Janet stopped herself in time by remembering her vow and had quickly applied the ointment followed by a Band-Aid. She hastily pulled the girl's dress down to cover the enticing sight before her resolve melted away.

*****

Janet noticed Ladda get out of the front of the truck and reach out to open the back door.

Suddenly there she was. The young girl dropped to the ground and looked around her.

Janet noticed that she was dressed in a pair of bright red shorts and a white top. The white top contrasted favorably with Melanie's light brown skin.

Then Melanie caught sight of Janet and let out a loud shriek and then screamed at the top of her lungs, "AUNT JANEY." The girl began to run towards Janet as fast as her young legs would allow.

Janet smiled as she watched the youngster approach, a little over four foot of brown skinned loveliness, arms and legs pumping as she closed the gap between them. Then she was bounding up the porch steps before hurling herself into Janet's outstretched arms.

Janet staggered under the sudden weight that landed on her before recovering to hold the object of her unnatural desire in her arms once more. Her hands instinctively met under the girl's body and cupped her little bottom in her grateful hands.

"Oh Aunt Janey, I'm so glad to see you again. I have missed you lots." Melanie gushed before placing her hands each side of Janet's face and planting a swift kiss on her surprised lips.

"I think she likes you mom," said Janet's daughter Nancy who was stood by her side. "Yup, I'd say she definitely likes you." A big beaming smile was spread across Nancy's young face as she watched her mother's shocked reaction to Melanie's kiss.

Janet was stunned. She had not thought that the young girl would so openly display her affections and she looked around quickly to see if anyone else had noticed.

She relaxed when she saw that all of the grown-ups were busy unloading cases from the pick-up.

Melanie threw her arms around Janet's neck and snuggled her face into her neck.

Janet felt the girl place a soft kiss on the side of her neck and this was swiftly followed by the touch of a small tongue as it licked along the skin of her neck.

A shiver of delight passed through Janet's body and she knew with a certainty that her cunt was wet.

'She's not in my arms for one minute and I'm finished already. Straight out of the vehicle and into my arms and I know that I will not be able to resist her. As soon as we are alone together it will happen again. And I cannot wait.' This last thought was accompanied with an emphatic nod of her head.

Melanie felt Janet's head give a small jerk and she lifted her head to look quizzically at the older woman.

Janet saw the look and quickly reassured the girl that everything was alright.

Janet noticed Melanie's mother Ladda approaching the porch and guiltily readjusted her hands so that she was supporting the young girl on her forearms instead of cupping her bottom in her hands.

Ladda mounted the steps and walked up to Janet with a smile on her face. She leaned over to kiss Janet on the cheek and said, "Hi Janet, thanks for having us again."

"Hi Ladda, you know that you are always welcome here. How was the journey?"

Ladda reached out her hand and stroked her daughter's hair before answering. "Well, the journey was fine, not much traffic. The only drawback was that we had to listen to this one chattering about you for the whole journey. In fact, she has been talking about you since our last visit. You made quite an impression last time. You must be one heck of a swimming instructor. If I was so inclined I might start getting a little jealous." Ladda smiled reassuringly to show that she approved of her daughter's fondness for Janet.

Melanie's father Nop joined them on the porch. He smiled at Janet and gave her an awkward kiss on the cheek. Nop had a typical oriental face with a flat nose and high cheek bones. His eyes were small and slanted and Janet thought, not for the first time, that Melanie was fortunate that she favored her mother and not her father.

The contrast between Melanie's parents was very marked. Whereas Ladda had a natural poise and grace that was inherent in the majority of the women of her race, Nop was the exact opposite. He was gauche and ill at ease around people. Ladda was the taller of the two at around 5' 6"; Nop was at least 2" shorter.

Janet looked at Ladda and Nop and marveled at how young they appeared. She knew that they were both 30 years of age but, to an American eye; they could pass for 10 years younger.

Ladda in particular was remarkable for her youthful appearance. She possessed the same long, straight jet black hair as her daughter. Her face was exquisite with soft, almond eyes, a straight nose and bee-stung lips. Flawless smooth skin completed the picture of natural beauty. Janet knew that Ladda rarely used any make-up contenting herself with lip gloss only.

Willowy is possibly the only way to describe Ladda's figure. At 5' 6" she was slightly above average height for a Thai. Long slim legs, slim hips, an ass to die for, complete with smallish breasts – Janet was guessing A cup – but with her figure large breasts would have looked out of place.

Janet was envious of Ladda's figure because she knew that the Thai woman never had to work at it. There were no morning sessions at the gym for her, no jogging, no treadmills or laps of the pool to be swum to keep it in shape. Unlike Janet who had to keep herself in trim otherwise her hips and thighs threatened to spread.

Whereas Ladda is articulate and well versed in the English language Nop was the complete opposite. She had attended University at La Verne, here in California, where she had majored in English. Nop had completed his education at a university in Thailand and although he could speak English it was obviously not his preferred language.

As Janet compared the married couple before her she knew that Ronnie had the highest regard for Nop both as a companion and a workmate. Indefatigable was the word Ronnie used to describe Nop, a word that had Janet consulting a dictionary as it was not in her lexicon. She found it described a person as tireless and persevering. Ronnie added that Nop was the guy he would prefer to have next to him if any problems arose. Considering that they worked in some very hostile environments when at work Janet knew that was praise indeed. Janet liked Nop, primarily because Ronnie thought so highly of him, but she knew his limitations and was always careful to place him next to garrulous people at dinner parties. Put him next to shy, retiring types and you had a recipe for a disastrous party.

"So, why don't we get you guys get settled in? It's the usual room with Melanie's bedroom next door. Let me put this little treasure down and I'll show you up."

Janet lowered Melanie to the ground and turned to her daughter. "Nancy honey, why don't you take Melanie to the kitchen and get a soda or something while I take Nop and Ladda to their room?"

Nancy took Melanie by the hand and said, "Come on Mel, let's go and get a drink and leave the grown-ups to get on with what they want to do."

The two girls strolled off and the three adults went into the house to unpack. Ronnie and their son Ron Junior headed for the yard to prepare the barbecue.

*****

Later that evening both families sat in the yard and enjoyed the food and drink. Ronnie was in charge of the cooking but it was Janet and Ladda that, as usual, made all the preparations.

For most of the evening the two men hung around the barbecue discussing the following day's fishing trip, whilst consuming prodigious amounts of beer. Ron junior, not being allowed to indulge in the alcohol retired early to his room.

Janet and Ladda sat at the table, sipping wine, catching up on old times and making small talk.

Janet noticed that Nancy and Melanie seemed to have a lot in common this evening. The 2 year age gap did not seem to matter to the two girls as they talked and giggled together at another table. Janet conceded to herself that Melanie was an exceptionally precocious 7 year-old and could probably hold her own with a relatively innocent 9 year-old like Nancy.

Janet was actually quite relieved that the two girls were getting on so well together as that had not been the case on previous visits. Then the age gap had seemed to be important, especially to Nancy. But they were certainly enjoying each others company this evening as they whispered and chuckled like the pair of schoolgirls they were.

Finally Ladda said that it was time for Melanie to go to bed and much to Janet's surprised the young girl readily agreed. She had expected some argument as the girl was obviously having a good time but she stood up when asked and came obediently to stand at her mother's side.

"I am going to take Melanie to bed now Janet. Then I think I will turn in myself. I have had a long day and I need my sleep even if those two do not seem to." Ladda said as she nodded her head in the direction of the two men. "Also we are off on this fishing trip tomorrow and I need to build my strength up for that. I should have said no the same as you. I find these fishing trips a bit of a bore. So, good night and I'll see you in the morning."

"OK, goodnight Ladda and goodnight Melanie," Janet said to each in turn as she kissed them on the cheek. Janet gave Melanie's arm a gentle squeeze and caress as she bade the young girl goodnight.

Janet told the men that she was going to turn in. She gave her husband what she thought was a significant look as she told them not to stay up too late.

Janet then turned to her daughter and said, "Come on honey, it's time for your bedtime. Early rise tomorrow."

Nancy looked distinctly unhappy with the thought but offered no argument and made for the house.

Janet followed behind her as Nancy climbed the stairs her eyes gazing appreciatively at her daughter rounded rump.

'Goodness, I am horny right now. All this young girl flesh on display is getting my juices flowing. I hope that big lug is not going to be long down there. I am in need of some conjugal attention. I need something to scratch my itch before I get to grips with Melanie tomorrow.'

Janet gave her daughter a goodnight kiss and went to her room and stripped out of her clothes. She showered and put on a very sexy diaphanous, turquoise gown that she had recently bought at Victoria's Secret. She slipped on a pair of matching bikini panties but left the brassiere in the box. She liked her B-cup breasts, considered them firm and appealing and in no need of further enhancement.

She lay on the bed and arranged the sexy lingerie around her body. She parted the robe so that the crotch of the bikini pants would be on display as he walked through the door. She arranged the gown so that her tummy was exposed but had it draped across her breasts, her nipples clearly visible through the gauzy material.

Janet lay on the bed inwardly seething that her husband was taking so long to come to bed. As she waited her thoughts inevitably went to her wonderful session with Melanie on this very bed two long months ago. She remembered the breathtaking discovery of the taste of a young girl's pussy. The realization that the girl was no shrinking violet but seemed to be well-versed in the art of love-making. A small shiver ran through her body as she recalled the child's very adept use of her tongue on Janet's sensitive clitoris.

Janet's hand crept down over her body and her fingers eased themselves under the waist band of her panties to find that her little button was peeking out from its protective hood.

Her fingers began to slowly rub the responsive organ and a small groan escaped her lips. She could feel that her pussy was very wet with arousal and realized that if the big lug did not get up here soon there would be nothing left for him.

Janet glanced at the clock and discovered that it had been 30 minutes since she had climbed the stairs, more than enough time for Ronnie to finish his conversation and get to bed.

"Fuck him, if he cannot drag himself away from the booze he's not getting any of this tonight." Janet said aloud as her finger increased its circular rubbing of the erect clitoris.

Soon her hips were bucking against her hand and short, sharp gasps were issuing from her mouth. She was very close now and she increased the pace even more. Suddenly, her ass arched up off the bed as a glorious feeling of well-being spread through her body. The rubbing of the clitoris slowed as the pleasant euphoria of her orgasm subsided.

Janet lay on the bed, idly licking her juices from her fingers, as the afterglow of her orgasm relaxed her body.

Finally she sat up and speaking to the empty bedroom said, "Right, that should keep me going until I can be alone with Melanie tomorrow. And as for that big, useless lump, he had better not disturb me when he finally decides to come to bed. He's had none and that's the way it will stay."

Janet rose from the bed and stripped off the lingerie. She went into the bathroom to wash her pussy and then donned a pair of pajamas before turning the lights off and slipping between the sheets. Her last conscious thought before drifting off into a dreamless sleep was of Melanie's pert rounded bottom and the feel of her soft, silky skin.

*****

The bedroom was dark when Janet awoke the following morning. A glance at the clock told her that it was 4.30. She got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. She wanted to get her morning ablutions out of the way before rousing the rest of the house. She was eager to get the fishing trip party on the road and resume her acquaintance with Melanie's succulent young body.

After finishing her toilet Janet took a quick shower. She roused Ronnie as she passed the bed and then gave a brisk knock to first Ron Junior's door and then to Nancy's. She left her guests to wake up in their own time, though she knew that Ladda and Nop were both early risers and expected them to follow her downstairs very soon.

Janet first prepared the coffee and then set about making breakfast. Ladda, Nop and Melanie were the next to descend the stairs. Janet gave everyone a hug and a good morning. Saving Melanie to last Janet gave the girl an extra squeeze and a kiss on the cheek.

Ladda looked on smiling indulgently as her friend fussed around her daughter.

Nancy arrived next and the first words out of her mouth rocked Janet's good humor and wiped the happy smile off her face.

"I don't want to go fishing." Nancy said with a petulant look on her face.

Janet looked horrorstruck at her daughter, with those few brief words Nancy had threatened to spoil all of Janet's hopes and dreams for a day of sex with young Melanie.

"But why, honey? You have always enjoyed going out with your father. You have always wanted to go with him before. You have insisted on going even when I have said that it was too dangerous for a young girl."

"That was then and this is now. The last time I went I was sick and I didn't enjoy it. I don't want to go now. Besides if Melanie can stay here why can't I?" Nancy flopped into a chair and crossed her arms in a gesture of defiance.

"But honey, your father will be so disappointed." Janet was getting desperate as she felt her well planned day being ruined by her daughter's intransigence.

"No he won't. He will probably be glad if I don't go. I only get in the way."

"Don't say that Nancy. You know your father loves you and he likes to go on trips with you and Ron Junior."

Nancy did not respond immediately, she folded her arms even tighter to her body and then blurted out, "I don't want to go fishing. It used to be fun but now it is boring. I was sick last time and I didn't like it. Why can't I stay here with you and Melanie? I'm sure that I will have much more fun at home playing in the pool with you guys."

Janet looked at her daughter the disappointment clearly etched on her face. She swung around to look at Ladda as if to ask the Thai for help in dealing with the situation.

"Don't look at me," Ladda said shaking her head. "Furthermore, if Nancy doesn't go then I am not going. I have no intention of being the only female on a fishing trip."

Janet swung back to her daughter and said almost pleadingly, "There, you see, if you don't go you will spoil your Aunt Ladda's day as well."

"No, don't say that," Ladda interjected, "I have never wanted to go on the trips. I only went along to keep Nancy company. If she doesn't want to go, that is fine by me."

Nancy looked up at her mother with a triumphant smile on her face and said, "There, see, I don't want to go, Aunt Ladda doesn't want to go, so we will stay home and have fun in the pool."

Janet turned away in defeat. All of her hopes and dreams had just been turned to dust. She had dull empty feeling in the pit of her stomach. She had so looked forward to getting the young girl alone and repeating the unforgettable sex session. Now she would have to be content with stolen caresses while they splashed around in the pool.

'What a disaster. And her mother will be in attendance so I will have to be very careful where I put my hands.' Janet thought ruefully to herself.

Janet looked down at her recently trimmed fingernails and thought ruefully to herself, 'well, that was a waste of some very nice fingernails. I might as well start to grow them back now as I'll not get the chance put them inside her little bottom now.'

'Oh well,' she concluded, 'maybe it is for the best. It was a dangerous thing to do and who knows where it would have led.'

Janet turned back to the room and said, "OK Nancy. No fishing for you today. It will just be us girls here at home and the boys can go fishing. Now, let's have breakfast and then we can change into our bikinis after we get the men on the road."

Nancy sat in the chair, a beaming smile on her face. Melanie and Ladda exchanged a brief conspiratorial smile and even the men, when they finally heard of the new arrangements, seemed pleased. So it was only poor Janet who ate her breakfast with a heavy heart, her disappointment hidden beneath a forced smile and phony cheerfulness.

*****

To be continued.