Jannine's Story

By David Timmsdale

Following on from the story of the five-star reviewed 'Leanna of Sales', 'Jannine's Story' tells the tale of those partners left behind by Leanna's torrid love affair.
In this sequel, Leanna's husband attempts to recruit the inexperienced Jannine to his cause, to try and help him drive a wedge between his wayward wife and her lover, Jannine's husband. The plan backfires with spectacularly erotic consequences when he falls for Jannine's more subtle charms and impressively firm, young breasts. On the way, Jannine discovers a route to a luxurious lifestyle and the delicate lover she had secretly always craved.

• Language: English
• Publisher: David Timmsdale
• Release date: Feb 15, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224249657

David Timmsdale

I'm originally from the UK but now I've retired to Australia to sit amongst rainforest trees, listen to the birdsong and write in peace.'Nice in June' was my first book, and 'June on Top' followed shortly afterwards. The story just kept coming and completed with 'June at Home' which introduced a supernatural element.That tied up the story of June, and her discovery of a sex life she had not imagined was possible. However, I kept re-reading the story, and probably like many authors, hated to leave it alone. To this end, I combined the three and released a book of the whole trilogy - think of 'June: The Full Story' as the Directors Cut version.'June' was all written as a first-person narrative, although I hasten to point out the 'hero' in the 'June' trilogy is in no way me! But I like having someone else, someone fictional, to discuss and explore subjects that I would never get the chance to discuss in real life.I've also started on a series of unconnected short stories in different genres, to develop other storytelling skills. The first release was 'The Love of a Good Dryad' - a fantasy story. There's a sequel for that somewhere.'Alternate Timelines' looked not at time travel, so much as reincarnation, but with the same body.'Evoking the Past' is when your past catches up with you.Next came a couple of short stories, introducing a new couple, Philippa and Mike. Those tales were united and became "Philippa & Cyn'.I returned to the theme of Adult Breastfeeding Relationships with 'Trillian: The Mllky Empath,' and "Jannine of Sales' and 'Denise: MILF vs Wife'.

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Jannine’s Story

by

David Timmsdale

Copyright 2023 David Timmsdale

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This a work of fiction, All characters and events are totally imaginary and bear no relation to real persons, living or dead.

Where real place names are used, they were located using Google Maps and no inference should be drawn about real persons who may live, or have lived, in those areas.

This book contains scenes and discussions of consensual sex between adults in a loving relationship.

This story was first exposed to the world on inkitt . com in serialised form, with the first chapter being published starting in January 2024. The chapters were later, collected, edited and enhanced, to form this book.

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Contents

Copyright

About the Author

Chapter 1 - Jannine

Chapter 2 - Nothing Stays the Same

Chapter 3 - First Contact

Chapter 4 - Mark

Chapter 5 - The Big Reveal

Chapter 6 - Should I?

Chapter 7 - Realisation

Chapter 8 - Reciprocation?

Chapter 9 - Full

Chapter 10 - Shopped and Shaved

Chapter 11 - Revelation

Chapter 12 - No one home?

Chapter 13 - The Hot Tub

Chapter 14 - Eating Out

Chapter 15 - Get You Behind Me

Chapter 16 - Aftermath

Chapter 17 - Separation Day

About The Author

Originally from the UK but now I've retired to Australia. That's why my first story is set in the UK, I know it better and I can 'hear' the characters better.

'Nice in June' was my first book, and 'June on Top' followed shortly afterwards. The story just kept coming and completed with 'June at Home' which introduced a supernatural element.

That tied up the story of June, and her discovery of a sex life she had not imagined was possible. However, I kept re-reading the story, and probably like many authors, hated to leave it alone. To this end, I combined the three and released a book of the whole trilogy - think of 'June: The Full Story' as the Directors Cut version.

'June' was all written as a first-person narrative, although I hasten to point out the 'hero' in the 'June' trilogy is in no way me! But I like having someone else, someone fictional, to discuss and explore subjects that I would never get the chance to discuss in real life.

I've also started on a series of unconnected short stories in different genres, to develop other storytelling skills. The first released was 'The Love of a Good Dryad' - a first tentative attempt at a fantasy.

'Alternate Timelines' looked not at time travel so much as reincarnation, but with the same body.

'Evoking the Past' is when your past catches up with you.

Next came a couple of short stories, introducing a new couple, Philippa and Mike. Those tales were united and became "Philippa & Cyn'.

I returned to the theme of Adult Breastfeeding Relationships with 'Trillian: The Mllky Empath,' and "Jannine of Sales'.

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Chapter 1 - Jannine

Cheeky bastard thought Jannine as she looked at the screen of her phone on which an SMS message had just popped up from her estranged husband.

IF VISITING MARK, HE HAS A WEAKNESS, SHOW LOTS OF CLEAVAGE AND HE’LL GIVE IN EASILY.

John always did have a fixation on my tits. They are quite nice, but did he always have to go on about them and leer at me so much? And he certainly doesn’t have to expect that every man is the same. Perhaps Mark is different? Or, perhaps he actually knows something. What’s John trying to gain out of this? Mark obviously wants his wife back, whereas I don’t want John back. He’s welcome to the slapper, presumably, she got big tits, it’s all he ever thinks about.

Jannine stood in front of the full-length mirror of the wardrobe door. She may have given the first decade of her adult life to John, but she wasn’t over the hill yet. Even standing there, flat-footed and wearing just an underskirt and a sports bra, she didn’t look bad. Not exactly willowy, but tall and thin, and with no real hips, it was her breasts that stood out. And normally she kept them well suppressed. Perhaps John did know something. Perhaps Mark’s wife had told him to send the message. If so, what was her angle? What did she have to gain from Mark buying John out of the house? To speed up getting him away from me?

Still, it couldn’t do any harm to go up there looking pretty. He was a man after all. He was more likely to negotiate in her favour if distracted.

She hunted around in her underwear drawer and pulled out a black Wonderbra that John had bought her years before. She had only worn it once, decided it made her feel like a tart and thrown it to the back of the drawer. But she’d never thrown it away. At least he’d got her cup size right.

She hooked it up and squeezed her hand into each cup in turn, settling her breasts into them and then rubbing her finger under the shoulder strap to make sure it was sitting flat. She looked in the mirror, bent forward, looked at the cleavage and then turned sideways on.

She did have a nice pair. Big, but very firm. Her weekly gym sessions ensured they weren’t sagging even by the tiniest amount and she never ran without a sports bra which prevented the tissues from getting stretched. Yes, with the padding and the push-up of the bra, they looked big, round, and firm.

Now what could she wear that wouldn’t hide the cleavage?

Finally, she settled on her favourite summer dress. Favourite, but one she hardly ever wore because when she did, John spent the evening staring at her tits.

Perhaps Mark wasn’t like that. Starting at the bottom, she buttoned it up just as far as the bra, then folded the v-neck collar out so that it exposed her chest, but not the bra. Cleavage, not tits, was the look.

She turned from side to side and the dress rubbed against her legs. Tights or stockings?

She knew what John would have said.

Stockings, and panties over the suspenders if you were wearing them to be sexy, not just for show. Models always wore them the other way around, but they probably only put them on, posed for a few photos and took them off again. They certainly didn’t have to go to the toilet wearing them or horrors beyond horrors, want to have sex whilst wearing them.

Not that Jannine could remember doing so either. Hmm, perhaps once, for John’s birthday. But that had been a repeat of their wedding night and was best forgotten.

So tights then? She finally designed to go with the stockings, she was wearing the bloody bra, she might as go the whole hog, and put the panties on last too.

Not that she was going out on a date, but this Mark bloke be might nice. He was obviously older than her, respectable, and rich. She couldn’t imagine how he could have had a wife who had fallen for John. Perhaps it was all a mistake. But she could at least treat tonight as practice. With John gone, and she certainly wasn’t going to have him back, she would need to start dating at some stage, so she’d better get into the hang of dressing up to look, if not sexy, at least attractive. She’d even put on make-up.

She took a final look at herself in the mirror.

Well, I would, she thought, if I liked girls. Now, let’s go see the man who can’t tell the difference between his wife being in ecstasy or agony. Then I’m going to set about finding myself a man who can make me scream in ecstasy rather than agony.

Jannine sat back down on the bed. Who was she kidding? Ten years of marriage and she wasn’t a virgin but she’d never been close to screaming in ecstasy, never even got close to having an orgasm with John. She’d been foolish to go to her wedding night a virgin. What a disaster that had been. John wasn’t a virgin but he wasn’t very experienced and when he’d climbed on top of her and tried to push his cock into her, all she’d felt was pain. They kept trying, and after what seemed like an eternity he was in her, just a bit. It was far too painful for her for it to be enjoyable, and then he came, flooding the area with cum and swearing at his premature ejaculation. He’d cuddled her then and promised her it would be better next time, before rolling over and going to sleep, leaving her disappointed, disillusioned and lying in a very damp patch.

But then the next morning it wasn’t better. It was just the same, except as she was expecting it to hurt, she was tense, clamped shut and it hurt even more. John pushed harder, hurt her more and finally gave up and stalked off to the bathroom. She knew he was relieving himself and rolled over, sobbing and feeling a failure.

And so their married life had begun and so it continued. It eventually degenerated into a Friday night ritual. They’d have a bottle of wine ‘to relax’ and then John would try and push a bit of his cock into her until he came, and then go to sleep. He even called her frigid and sexless. But she knew he sort of loved her. They’d been childhood sweethearts, she’d never even dated anybody else. But as time went on, John just seemed to resent her. He’d stare at her tits whenever she didn’t hide them away, become aroused and they’d either argue, have unsatisfactory sex or