A couple days later Tom came home to find an envelope taped to his front door. Inside there was a note that read, “As a reward for your patience.” Signed, “Melissa”. Taped to the note was a small key. Tom knew instantly this was the key to the locks on Janet. Tom looked across the street but Janet was not home yet from work. He proceeded inside, changed into some more comfortable clothes, and poured himself a cocktail. He checked out the window, but she was still not home. Tom realized this was going to be an agonizing wait, so he turned on the TV and started making dinner. Before eating he checked again. After dinner he checked. He cleaned up and checked. He wondered where she could possibly be.

After a couple of TV shows Tom was getting ready for bed. He did one last check out the window and saw Janet’s car was home. Tom’s cock jump and his heart raced. Her lights were off but the car was there. He hesitated for just a moment, then he called her.

Janet answered the phone, “Hello?”

“I have the key.” Tom said.

There were a few seconds of silence. Then Janet replied “Get over here. Now.”

Tom grabbed the key and rushed over to Janet’s house. The front door was open. Tom found Janet standing in the entry wearing just her chest rope and the leather thong. First he unlocked the rope, and Janet began unwrapping herself. Tom then dropped to his knees and put the key to the lock hanging below her belly button. The lock swiveled open and he removed it from the clasp. He pulled forward on the crotch strap to release it from the waist band. Janet was standing with her legs apart, and the weight of the strap swung down and pulled the two pegs from her body. Janet let out a gentle gasp of relief and she dropped the rope to the floor. For the first time she stood completely naked before him, with both holes empty. Tom rose up to a standing position. Janet’s smile was happy and clean, naked just like her body. She reached out and pulled tom’s shirt up over his head.

The two of them fucked and fucked and then fucked some more. They covered the sofa, the floor, up against the wall, and the dining room table. They formed a continuously evolving tangle of limbs, trying everything they could think of to join their loins in faster, deeper, and closer ways. They were behaving like horny highschool kids whose parents were out of town for the first time.

After almost 2 hours they collapsed on the sofa to catch their breath and assess the condition of their red, raw parts. They agreed that it would be best if they both got some sleep, but that they wanted to continue exploring this new found freedom tomorrow. In true Janet style, Tom gathered his clothes, gave Janet a kiss, and walked across the street back to his house. There was no one out at that hour to notice his naked walk home.

The next day when Tom arrived home he found Janet sitting on his front steps waiting for him. She was sitting on the top step with her feet on the next step down. The position brought her knees way up, well above her waist. Her light gray skirt was made of knit cotton, like T-shirt fabric, and under the best conditions it was just long enough come down to her mid thigh. In this position it was gathered back at her bikini line.

As Tom turned off the car Janet spread her knees apart, revealing a lack of panties. What a beautiful sight to come home to, Tom thought. He paused briefly in the car, gathering his things, and watching Janet's knees slowly sway back and forth from somewhat open to mostly open. He could see her pussy lips being squeezed together, and then the folds of skin would relax and gentle part open as they were given room to spread.

Tom stepped out of his car, closed the door, and leaned back against it.

“What a nice welcome home greeting.” He said. I hope you haven't been waiting too long.”

“Oh no.” Janet said. “I've only been sitting here about an hour. Maybe an hour and a half.”

“An hour and a half‽” Tom exclaimed.

The growing smile on Janet's face made Tom wonder if she was telling the truth, or just really pleased with her choice of position. He was enjoying the view so much he decided to stretch the conversation a little bit.

“So you got off work early today?” He asked.

“I did.” Janet replied. “It was a slow day. Melissa was in court. I was having a hard time focusing on things. My thoughts kept wandering...”

Tom was struggling to maintain eye contact with Janet. Each sway of her legs caused his cock to pulse.

“Yes, last night kept replaying in my mind all day.” he confessed.

Janet squinted as the sun’s reflection off Tom’s phone happened to catch her in the eyes.

“Oh sorry about that.” Tom tilted his hand down to move the light out of her face. He then aimed it between Janet's legs, highlighting her beautifully smooth pussy. The light glistened off the moist parts of her skin. While the setting sunlight gave her skin a warm glow all around, the forward edges of her labia now had a noticeable wet shine. Janet paused her legs fully open and let Tom study it all. Janet's labia relaxed open revealing more wet pink folds and surfaces. A little trail of juice had formed, dripping out of her vagina, down her perineum, and soaking into her skirt. A dark patch about the size of a drink coaster had formed. Maybe she really has been waiting that long.

The light gray colored her skirt showed the wet spot as very dark.

“I was thinking,...” Janet started to say, then didn't finish her sentence as she slid her hand down the inside of her thigh, it came to a stop where her thigh met her crotch. She extended her index finger down to the trail of juice, and slowly wiped up, all the way to clit, and then lifted away a large dollop of grool. Keeping her eyes locked on Tom’s, she slowly lifted her finger up to her mouth. Tom had to adjust his pants to accommodate his swelling cock. She closed her lips around her finger, paused for a moment, then withdrew her finger thru her closed lips, sucking it clean.

“So you were thinking?” Tom asked.

“Yes, I was thinking.” She repeated.

A devious thought entered Tom's mind and he decided to act.

“First, come with me, I want to show you something.” Tom motioned for Janet to stand up and follow him. She was a little surprised, but followed his lead. As she stood she instinctively smoothed down her skirt, in front and then in back. That's when she discovered exactly how much of wet patch she had created. With respect to Tom she was quite pleased to share this, but the thought of waking down the street like this was tremendously embarrassing.

Tom lead her down the sidewalk. As they walked he offered a friendly hello and a wave to anyone he saw; Neighbor out watering their lawn,

an older woman weeding her flower bed, a couple playing with their dog. Tom called the attention of each of them to himself and Janet. Janet didn't dare turn around to see if any of them were noticing the dark wet spot on the back of her skirt. Her bright red face was enough to worry about.

There was a moving truck parked in front on one house and 5 or 6 guys were making trips from the house to the truck carrying furniture and boxes. They apologized for partly blocking the sidewalk. Tom told them it was no problem as he lead Janet around the obstacles. Janet noticed many of the guys trying to make eye contact with her while they were really looking her up and down, following all the lines of her body. She knew that if they were looking at her that way to her face it would mean even more ogling when her back was to them. She could feel her face blushing again.

They walked past 2 guys sitting in their parked car and then they reached the end of the street.

Tom stopped and turned to Janet. He smiled at how red her cheeks were. She tried to make an angry face at him but her amused smile persisted to show.

“You wanted to show me something?” She asked with suspicion.

“Yes.” Tom replied. “ I wanted to show you…. off to all the nice people on the street.” Tom felt pretty clever for that one. “ I wanted them to see how lucky I am to be spending time with a wonderful person like you.”

Janet scrunched up her lips and squinted at him. She knew she was no good at pretending to be mad.

“Take me home” she said.

Tom lightly chuckled and then took her hand. This was the first time they had walked holding hands and it felt great. Lustful excitement ran between them as they headed home. They both knew that getting home was going to kick off another furious fuck session.

Then Janet realized they were going to walk back past all of the people who had already seen her, giving them all a second look at her condition. There was no way to a avoid it, and she resigned herself to being the target of their stares one more time. Sure enough, the trip back brought even more looks from the neighbor's. Some tried to be discreet, but others just focused in on her ass and the clearly visible accident that she was wearing. The moving guys managed to all be outside for this pass, and a few of them were visibly holding their phones as Tom and Janet passed by. When they were closer to the house Tom said, “You know, your pussy juices have now been photographed by hand full of strangers. They’re probably sharing the image of your damp skirt with their friends right now. Later tonight some of them are going to jack off and cum, all because of you.”

Jane't squeezed toms hand. “I guess I have that effect on some people.” Janet said. She was already plotting her revenge