The Hendersons Outdoors

By Tahlia Olsen

With the revitalisation of their sex life now well and truly underway, Ethan and Cora Henderson are enjoying their new found sense of passion and erotic pleasure, enjoying themselves whenever possible.
But their best friends, who live next door, have noticed their renewed sexual energy too, and long held fantasies and desires are bubbling to the surface, threatening to explode with lust fuelled consequences.
So should Ethan and Cora accept their seemingly innocent invitation to have a picnic at a quite, deserted spot they know. Or is there an alternative reason for their friends’ kind suggestion?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tahlia Olsen
• Release date: Aug 10, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005116453

Tahlia Olsen

My name is Tahlia, I'm a married mum to two gorgeous children and a very goofy Golden Retriever called Muttley, living in a very sleepy village in the UK!I'm also a wickedly wanton wife with a huge love of many things sexual and an active imagination. Doing housework always seems better if thinking about something deliciously naughty at the same time.In between looking after my family I love letting my imagination and desires leak onto paper, having always enjoyed reading and writing erotica. I prefer to write stories about things I know and have experience of and I'm very happy trying new things, all in the interests of writing a good story you understand.Safe to say that my darling hubbie doesn't object as he benefits in oh so many ways. We'll see just how far his adventurous spirit goes soon though, I'm planning another story which will feature group sex - which I haven't tried yet. If you read a story by me that features swinging and an orgy type setting, you'll now he stood by me. As well as behind me, in front of me and under me too hopefully!Thank you for buying my stories, I do hope you enjoy reading them as much as I do writing them (typing is so hard with just one hand most of the time).

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

REVELATIONS

It was as her husband, Steve, was fondling her breasts in the shower, cupping them firmly as he stood behind her, his strong fingers pinching her nipples and liberally coating her large bust with slippery shower gel that Janet suddenly realised; he wanted to fuck her best friend and neighbour, Cora!

Janet and Cora had been best friends ever since they met at school in their early teens, a constant part of each others lives. They had even managed to engineer living next door to each other, their husbands blissfully unaware that the stroke of luck of buying the houses next to each other was less luck and more careful direction on the part of both of their wives. Neither Ethan, Coras’ husband or Steve would have minded, had they’d known that this was intended. Having met each other, they too had quickly become firm friends and the two couples frequently saw each other for dinners and trips out, as well as less planned or formal get togethers in their respectives gardens or at the local pub.

Janet and Cora were so similar in outlook, mannerisms and humour that you’d be forgiven for thinking they were twins on first meeting. The real tell was their wildly differing appearances.

Cora was a vibrant redhead, just five foot, six inches tall, sparkling green eyes, almost bright enough to draw the gaze from her firm, 34 DD breasts, but not quite! Slim, almost lithe she’d recently celebrated her fortieth birthday and would easily have passed for someone ten years younger.

Janet was two years younger than Cora but gained the missing two back in inches, standing a shade under five foot nine tall. Whilst her breasts couldn’t compete with Coras’, her 32C measurements suited her athletic body perfectly. But what really drew mens attention were her smoke grey eyes that seemed almost cat like, framed by magnificent jet black hair that fell in tumbling waves down her shoulders.

Ethan and Steve had both agreed that they’d batted way out of their league when it came to their wives. They both watched with amused delight when they were out as men passing their group in the street, or casting furtive glances from around a restaurant, always took a second or even third look as Cora and Janet chatted away together, seemingly oblivious to their effect on the opposite sex around them.

It was a lazy Saturday morning. Janet and Steve had enjoyed lounging in bed past nine o’ clock, drinking coffee and reading, before Janet had headed to the shower, planning to wash, get dressed and start tackling the young plants in their greenhouse, grown from seed and ready for potting on. She’d been in the shower for less than a few minutes when Steve had joined her, walking in behind her and putting his arms around her, kissing her shoulder as she’d been rinsing her long, black hair. She’d jumped slightly, having not heard him come into the bathroom over the sound of the shower and he’d laughed as he hugged her to him, his semi erect cock pressing against her buttocks.

I thought you might need some help washing, he’d murmured, as his hands stroked over her stomach and chest, we don’t want you missing any bits, do we?

Janet laughed. I know exactly what you’re thinking of, she’d said, smiling, and it’s the opposite of helping me wash.

Me? queried Steve innocently.

Yes, you, replied Janet, reaching behind her and taking his cock in her hand, slowly sliding it up and down, feeling him grow harder under her touch. See, I’ve hardly touched him and he’s already getting out of hand and rebellious.

Well, you know him, he always tends to think for himself. Sometimes he doesn’t even let me know what he’s thinking until it’s too late.

Well, I love him, said Janet,