Janet Bell on the Road to..., Part 6

by Alice Gee

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

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Janet's hopes of another day of passion with her friend's daughter Melanie had been dashed when Nancy, Janet's daughter, had refused to go on the fishing trip. She had to reconcile herself to a day of looking at but not touching the delectable Melanie and was not enjoying the prospect. Janet was in a melancholy mood by the time the men had finished breakfast and prepared to leave.

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The men finally departed and the two women with their daughters in tow went back to the kitchen to clean up. By the time the washing up was complete and stowed away the clock was reading 9 o'clock. Janet suggested that they should all change into whatever attire they liked and then meet out by the pool.

Everyone went upstairs and disappeared into their individual rooms to change. Janet opened her wardrobe and pondered what to wear.

Her mind wandered as she peered into the wardrobe. If everything had gone according to plan she would have already been in bed with young Melanie. "It's so unfair," Janet muttered to herself, "I have waited 2 months for her to come back and I will not get the chance to even kiss her lips, never mind her gorgeous little pussy." Janet had obviously forgotten her vow to be strong and resist the temptation to make love to the girl.

Janet shook her head to clear away the self-pitying thoughts and returned to the task in hand. Though the morning air was still relatively cool it would soon warm up. She picked up a recently purchased Paola Frani pale blue bikini.

She quickly divested herself of her clothes and put on the bikini. She tied the closures on the sides of the bikini bottoms and then tied the top at the neck and the back. She turned and looked at her reflection in the full length mirror. The bikini was very revealing and barely covered her breasts and bottom. The tri-cup bra made her breasts appear larger than the B-cup that they were and the cheeks of her bottom peeked provocatively out from the flimsy material.

Janet looked at her image and was thankful for those hours spent at the gym and in the pool. She knew that she looked good and although the swimsuit designer had a much younger person in mind when the suit was made, Janet knew she had the body to carry it off.

'You need the right shape of bottom to wear something like this and I think mine looks just right in it. I am feeling better already. I wonder what Melanie will think when she sees it.' With these positive thoughts Janet looked in the wardrobe for something to wear over the bikini.

Though it was not yet 10 o'clock the temperature was already into the low 70's. It was not the temperature that made Janet look for a covering and she would probably have difficulty explaining the sudden burst of modesty that she was feeling. After all there were only females down at the pool; in fact there was hardly a need to wear such a revealing outfit in the first place. But she wanted everyone, especially Melanie, to see her body and the good condition it was in. She wanted to show herself off but not just yet, hence the need for a covering when she made her initial entrance into the yard.

Her eyes alighted on a Missoni beach dress and she knew that it would suit the occasion perfectly. It was another item that she had not yet had a chance to wear. When she had bought the dress she had initially been turned off by the price tag. She found it difficult to justify paying such a high price for what was after all only a beach dress but the Missoni Mare dress had held her attention. She loved its multi-colored hues and it was stylish yet simple. So she stumped up the rather exorbitant asking price because she liked it, it looked good on her and it made her feel good. As Janet had reflected at the time, 'you can't put a price on that.'

Janet slipped the beach dress over her head and adjusted the spaghetti straps across her bare shoulders. She ran a brush through her blond hair and considered herself ready to go to the pool. She decided against applying sun block at this time. 'Who knows what opportunities may arise at the pool,' Janet thought with a smile on her face. Thus once more in a positive frame of mind Janet left the room to head downstairs to the pool.

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Janet exited from the house and walked over to the pool area. She saw that the two youngsters had already arrived at the pool and were deep in conversation on the other side of the pool. They were not aware of Janet's presence as they continued to talk. Janet noticed that Melanie was actually brushing Nancy's hair.

Janet sat down on a chair at a poolside table and looked across at her two favorite little girls. Nancy was on her tummy on her lounger and Melanie was sat alongside her running a brush through her hair.

Melanie was dressed in a very cute little white bikini which was set off perfectly by her naturally brown skin color. Nancy by contrast was in a dark blue bikini which Janet noted was beginning to be a bit small for her daughter. From her position across the pool Janet could see the elasticized openings of the bikini bottoms were pressing into the flesh on Nancy's bottom.

'My girl must be getting bigger. I will take her out later this week to get another swimsuit.' Janet thought to herself as she admired the soft round charms of her daughter's derriere.

Janet caught a movement out of the corner of her eye and turned to see Ladda approaching. As usual the Thai woman had not donned a swimming costume but was dressed in a tee-shirt and shorts. Whenever Ladda spent time by the pool she will invariably sit beneath one of the large parasols out of the sun.

"I was born with my suntan," Ladda had once confided in Janet, "and I have no intention of making it any darker." Janet pointed out that there were some very good sun blocks available on the market but Ladda dismissed the idea and said that she was happy beneath the poolside umbrella. Janet doubted that Ladda could even swim.

Janet knew from her time in Thailand that a light skin tone was much admired by the people there and that they tended to look down on people with darker skin. The thinking went that a light skin color meant that you were rich enough to be able to stay out of the sun, whilst a darker skin indicated that you worked as a laborer or a field hand. Manufacturer's who made skin lightening products did very well in Thailand, as they did throughout south-east Asia.

Janet smiled as her friend approached and indicated a chair for Ladda.

Ladda carefully positioned the chair so that it was beneath the parasol and sat down. She turned to Janet but could see that her friend had already turned back to look at the two young girl's on the other side of the pool.

"Don't worry Janet," Ladda said, "Melanie will come if you call her."

Janet jerked her head around to look at the Thai woman.

"Pardon, what do you mean?" Janet asked uneasily.

"Janet, you have to understand that there are no secrets between Melanie and myself. I know what happened here during our last visit. And don't worry I am not upset about it. Actually I am very pleased that you and Melanie get on so well." Ladda answered brightly.

"I don't know what you are talking about. What about your last visit?" Janet responded her voice becoming hoarse as a feeling of dread came over her.

Ladda reached across and patted Janet's arm reassuringly. "Please don't get upset. It is perfectly alright. I know that you and Melanie made love while the rest of us went on the fishing trip."

"You – you know," Janet started uncertainly, "and you're not upset."

"Of course I'm not upset. In fact I would have been very surprised if it had not happened."

"What? How? You are confusing me. I can't think straight." Janet was by now becoming visibly agitated.

Ladda got out of her chair and moved next to Janet. She squatted down next to Janet's chair and resumed her stroking of her arm. This was one of the very few occasions that Ladda was unmindful of the blazing, overhead sun.

"Please calm down. I know all about what happened. Melanie has told me everything. In fact, I knew it what was going to happen before I left that day. Melanie and I had actually discussed everything beforehand." Ladda said matter-of-factly.

Janet faced paled as she listened to the Thai woman.

"Please this is confusing me. What do you mean when you say that you and Melanie had actually discussed everything beforehand?" Janet asked plaintively.

Ladda stood up and pulled her chair next to Janet's though she was careful to rearrange the umbrella so that she was protected from the sun. She laid her hand on Janet's arm once more and began to smooth the older woman's forearm.

"Why don't I start at the beginning and then you can ask any questions you may have?"

Janet nodded her head as if in a trance.

"Now what I have to say is going to shock you but I want you to hear me out before make any assumptions or criticisms. Agreed?"

Again Janet nodded her head though she was beginning to dread what she was going to hear.

"Now as you know Melanie is my daughter but she is also my lover. In fact the first time I licked her delightful little pussy she was only one month old."

Janet stared at the Thai woman a look of horror evident on her face.

"Oh come on Janet! You cannot tell me that you did not kiss Nancy's pussy or bottom when she was a baby." Ladda said while looking intently into Janet's eyes.

Janet blushed and looked away, her actions confirming Ladda's words.

"Don't be ashamed. It is perfectly natural. A baby girl is such a beautiful thing. I would contend that it would be a very strange mother who did not kiss her little darling's pussy as well as kissing the cheeks of her lovely bottom."

Janet continued to look away her hand across her mouth as if to stop an admission issuing forth from her lips.

"As I said, it is perfectly natural. What mother could resist? The difference with me was that I took it a stage further. I not only kissed the sweet little pussy I also licked it. It became a daily occurrence, some days more than once. And do you know what? Melanie loved it. As I licked her pussy or her bottom she would gurgle and chortle, it was wonderful."

Janet could scarcely believe what she was hearing. But at the same time she was remembering the time when Nancy was a baby and she would place a soft kisses on her pussy after giving her a bath. She believed that it was innocent though she did remember the act did bring her pleasure. She could recall her pussy tingling at the time. She had put it down to a mother's pride in her beautiful daughter. Now she was having doubts, perhaps she too would have taken it further if she had allowed herself.

Ladda continued with her tale. "The point I am making is that for Melanie having her pussy licked is as natural as breathing. Just as from the age of two she began to reciprocate and I began to teach her how to give pleasure as well as receive it. I love my daughter as a mother but I also love her as a lover. My little girl is a perfectly normal little girl except for the fact that she has discovered sex at an early age. I do not believe that this is a bad thing. I believe that it will enable her to grow up a more confident and well-rounded woman."

Janet stared open mouthed at Ladda; she was now hanging on to the Thai woman's every word.

"Can you recall your teenage years Janet? Those years of sexual immaturity where you were unsure how to react to those new and exciting urges that were coursing through your body? Well, that is not going to happen to Melanie. When she approaches adolescence she will be able to handle anything and everything that her hormones will throw at her."

"What about boys?" Janet asked breathlessly.

"Oh she will be able to handle them. I will teach her how to handle men. She may not get much practical experience but she will know exactly how to deal with them. After all, men have their uses. They provide us the means to live a good life. Our houses, cars, membership to the gym and clubs are provided by them. I will make sure that she knows what to look for in a man, someone who can provide her with the good things in life. I intend that she remains a virgin until she marries."

Ladda paused at this point and looked at Janet. "And thank you for not tearing her hymen. I had warned her that you might try to insert your fingers and that she should ask you not to. Thank you for respecting her wishes."

Janet could only nod her head dumbly in response.

"Yes, I fully intend for Melanie to marry. That way she will be able to provide me with a grand-daughter. And Melanie and I will be able to teach her just as my mother and grandmother taught me."

"Do you mean that your mother used to lick you when you were a baby?" Janet interjected.

"Of course, my earliest recollections are of my mother and grandmother playing with me and, of course, me playing with them. It is my one regret for immigrating to the US that Melanie is not able to benefit from my mother's teachings. But I try my best to make up for her absence. Melanie does get to see her once a year when we holiday in Thailand but it is not the same."

Janet had a momentary vision of Nancy having a baby girl and a little shiver of excitement ran through her body.

"So, Melanie has also had sex with her grandmother?"

"Yes, we go to Thailand for two weeks every year. Melanie sleeps with my mother when we are there. Nop has no idea what goes on but then I make sure that he has no time to dwell on it. He thinks that it is just a convenient sleeping arrangement. Melanie enjoys her time with my mother."

By now Janet's head was reeling and her thoughts were completely jumbled. She looked across at the two young girls and she noticed that Melanie had climbed up on to Nancy's back and was sat on her bottom as she gave Nancy a massage. Janet could see that Nancy's top had been untied and her back was bare.

Janet recalled how Melanie had sat naked on her tummy two moths ago. She had a mental vision of the girl's moist pussy pressing against her skin.

Janet turned and looked at Ladda. A chilling thought had just come over her and she was suddenly concerned for her daughter.

"Why are you telling me all this? What is going on?"

Ladda reached out her hand and stroked Janet's hair. "I am telling you this because I want you to know that I understand your desire for Melanie. It is a desire that I share. I believe many more women think as we do but far too few of them follow their heart's desire and so end up denying themselves one of the greatest pleasures known to womankind; namely to physically love and be loved by a young girl."

Ladda paused for breath before continuing. "Also I am telling you all this so that you will know that when you want to take Melanie upstairs then you should just call her over and you will both go with my blessing."

Janet looked across at the two young girls. Melanie was still massaging Nancy's back. Janet took in the swell of both their bottoms. As Melanie was actually sat on Nancy's bottom it was possible to make a comparison of the two. Janet could see that Nancy's bottom seemed to be the more rounded of the two but both looked so appealing. It was a sight that Janet would never tire of and she wished she was close enough to touch them both.

Janet turned back to Ladda; she raised an eyebrow as she said, "and while I am upstairs with Melanie what will you and Nancy be doing?"

Ladda did not answer right away but continued to stroke Janet's hair, and then looked across at the recumbent Nancy and said, "I share the fascination of all Orientals for blonds. Do you know that we are totally captivated with blond hair? Everything about it is so alluring to us. We love the feel, the color, everything but most of all we want a blond-headed lover. Someone told me it was because opposites attract but I honestly do not know. All I do know is that one day I would love to make love to you, my beautiful friend, and I want to make love to your equally beautiful daughter."

Janet jerked her head away from Ladda's hand and said, "I knew it. That is what this has been about from the start. You made your own daughter offer herself to me so that you would get the chance to have sex with my daughter. Well, I don't think so. It is not going to happen. What kind of woman, what kind of mother do you think I am?"

"Relax Janet," said Ladda placatingly. "Do you really want to know the driving force behind all this? Do you want to know the person who has waited patiently for over a year to make love to you? Well, I will tell you, it is Melanie. It was more than a year ago when she first told me that she wanted you. I admit that at first I was horrified because I did not want to introduce anyone who was not family into our little circle."

Janet looked at Melanie. The girl still had her back to the two women. A skeptical look crossed Janet's face.

"You don't believe me? Well, it is true and what is more she was insistent. I manage to delay it by telling her that she was not ready for you. That she would need to learn how to handle a grown woman. I know she has been making love to me but we have grown into it together. I have always been there but to seduce someone new would take a lot of thought. We would need a plan."

Janet was now staring at Ladda but instead of skepticism there was interest on her face.

"Initially I had hoped that she would forget about the idea. That she would find something else to interest her. But no, she wanted you. She wanted her Aunt Janey. So I began to warm to the idea, especially as it might involve Nancy as well."

Anger flashed in Janet's eyes at the mention of her daughter.

Ladda raised a calming hand. "Please hear me out before losing your temper."

When she saw that Janet was still listening Ladda continued. "Melanie and I began to work on your seduction. I knew the key would be for Melanie to caress you. I thought a massage would do it. I confess I never thought of sun block. Also she needed to be able to kiss you. After that any woman, especially one as sensitive and sexual such as you would find it hard to resist. And so it proved. The other key issue was that you had to think that you were the one doing the seducing. That was more problematical."

Janet looked again at the two youngsters and she saw that the massaging had stopped and both girls were looking intently at the two women. Both girls were aware that something serious was being discussed but only one of them could guess at the topic of conversation.

"Now let me come to really interesting part. You cannot tell me that since you have made love to Melanie that you have not looked at Nancy and been tempted."

Janet attempted to protest but Ladda raised her hand and gave her a knowing look.

"You would need to have a heart of stone not to be tempted. It is perfectly understandable. Nancy is a very beautiful and very desirable young girl. You are so lucky to have her. Now think about it. Ronnie and Nop go back to Africa next Saturday. In five days time you will be sleeping alone in that big, cold bed again. Why torture yourself when you have a willing love partner in the house. When Nop leaves Melanie moves into my bed. It is a perfect arrangement. And you can do the same."

Janet made another attempt to interrupt but Ladda would not be deflected.

"I know that Ron Junior is at home but I am sure he would suspect nothing. You would just say that you want some company at night, hell, I think even Ronnie would understand. And there you have it. No more lonely nights. In fact I think you will be like me and be very happy when he goes back to work so that you can get to hold, kiss and lick your gorgeous young daughter."

Janet finally managed to get a word in. "You seem to be forgetting something. What if Nancy does not take to the idea? You are acting as though she is just going to agree to everything. What if she does not want to be a part of a sex ring?" Though Janet had initially been outraged at the thought of her daughter being seduced by the Thai woman but the more she thought of it the more she liked it. The clincher had been the thought of Nancy sharing her bed during the long month when Ronnie was away. She still had doubts about the whole idea but was at least prepared to listen.

Ladda had noticed Janet's change of demeanor and smiled inwardly. She knew that her friend would object at first but she had hoped that as Janet weighed up the advantages to what she was proposing that a change of heart would come about. And that is what appeared to be happening. Ladda could see that Janet was warming to the idea.

"You leave Nancy to me. You call Melanie over and take her upstairs and I will start to enlighten Nancy. Don't worry I will not force or coerce her in any way. I don't believe that I will need to. I am relying on Nancy's natural youthful curiosity, her being flattered by the attention of an adult and the knowledge that what she is doing has her mother's approval."

Janet looked at her friend her face very thoughtful. "I confess that the whole thing has merit. I like to think of Nancy in my bed when Ronnie is away. I admit that I have been sorely tempted to make a move ever since Melanie and I made love but I was not sure how to go about it. Maybe I should talk to Nancy and get her to agree." Janet said nervously.

"No, trust me. It will be better if I make the first approach. She will be more relaxed with me and I do have more experience with this kind of thing." Ladda responded. She was looking forward to being Nancy's first lover and had no intention of missing out. She was practically creaming in her shorts at the thought of being the first to lick Nancy's little flower.

"OK." Janet said, "but please be gentle with my little girl. And if she raises any kind of objection you must stop straight away."

"You have my word. Now call Melanie over and get yourselves upstairs and have some fun. I know Melanie has been impatient to get you alone ever since we got here."

Janet tried to call out to Melanie but her voice choked. She cleared her throat and this time Melanie heard her.

Melanie leaned over and whispered something in Nancy's ear and then skipped happily over to the table where the two women sat.

"Hi Melanie," Janet said nervously. Now that the time had actually come to take the girl upstairs she was suddenly overcome with shyness.

"Hi Aunt Janey," Melanie replied before climbing onto Janet's lap and resting her head on her shoulder.

"Well, sweetheart. Did you give Nancy a nice massage?" Ladda enquired.

"Oh yes, Nancy really liked it. She said it made her tingle all over.

That was music to the Thai woman's ears. It means that Nancy was already in the mood. It should not take much to complete the seduction. She figured that she would have the girl upstairs and in her bed in, at the most, 20 minutes.

"Melanie, why don't you take Aunt Janey upstairs and show her how much you have missed her? I'm sure that she has missed you too and doesn't want to waste any more time."

"C'mon Aunt Janey. Let's go." Melanie gushed as she jumped down from Janet's lap and grabbed her arm and started pulling her to her feet.

Janet got to her feet and put her hand in Melanie's. She took another anxious look at her daughter and then turned to Ladda her eyes silently pleading.

"Don't worry, Janet. I will be gentle with her. And I guarantee that Nancy will never regret this day. She is about to find out what pleasure is all about. We should all be happy for her because this is a very big day and one she will remember for the rest of her life."

Ladda looked briefly at her prize and then turned back to Janet and said, "go on, take Melanie upstairs and have fun. Everything will be fine here."

As Janet turned to leave Ladda leaned over and lightly touched her arm before making one final comment. "And by the way, do not shower before you two get started. That way you get to appreciate the real taste and smell of a young girl. I think you will find that will heighten your pleasure even more."

Ladda released Janet's arm and flashed her friend a dazzling smile.

Janet gave her a hesitant, uncertain smile in return.

Melanie tugged on Janet's hand and the older woman allowed herself to be led across the yard towards the house by the diminutive youngster. As she got to the doorway she turned back and saw that Ladda was now sat next to Nancy's prostrate body as it lay on the lounger. Janet could see that the beautiful Thai woman was running her hands through Nancy's blond tresses.

Janet momentarily closed her eyes and the vision of the winding road and the partly opened gates swam before her eyes. Try as she may she could still not discern anything through the gate; it was still shrouded by a swirling mist.

A sense of foreboding came over her as she pictured those huge gates. She believed she knew what they represented but she knew that she was helpless to do anything about it. This young girl held her in thrall and she was putty in her hands.

Melanie voice cut into her reverie. "C'mon Aunt Janey. Don't be a slowcoach. I want to get up on the bed; I want to have some fun."

With a last despairing glance towards her daughter Janet moved towards the stairs and up to the bedroom.

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To be continued.