Friday, March 26, 2010

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 3

It was quite late by the time Kelly Ann and Olivia dressed to go home, looking a little wobbly on their legs with goofy, satisfied smiled on their faces. Jessica wrote out a check and handed it to Kelly, saying “Obviously I can’t keep writing you a check every day. But anytime you feel like dropping by, either one of you, you’ll be welcome. Isn’t that right, Marie?”

Marie licked her lips, which were still well-coated with pussy juice. “Oui.”

Kelly and Olivia walked together for two blocks, whereupon their paths diverged. They hugged briefly, feeling suddenly awkward, and went their separate ways.

Walking in her front door, Kelly Ann tried to sneak upstairs to the shower without anyone noticing her, afraid that the smell of sex on her was unmistakable. She was almost at the top of the stairs when she heard her mom call “Kelly?”

“Yeah, Mom.” Kelly stood at the top of the stairs looking down at her mom, who had come to stand at the bottom. People always said they looked alike. Kelly’s mom was older, of course, but she was still a very good-looking woman.

“Where have you been?”

“I was out fundraising for the squad. I got to talking to this nice lady, and time just slipped away, I guess.”

“You’ve been out a lot lately. Are you keeping up with your homework?”

Kelly Ann wrinkled up her face in a classic teenage expression. “Yes, mother. I’ve got it all under control.”

“Well, OK, then,” said her mom. “I know you’re busy, sweetheart. Let’s go shopping this weekend, just the two of us, alright?”

“Sure, mom,” answered Kelly, relieved that at no point in the conversation had her mother come within smelling distance. She showered quickly and crawled into bed with her chemistry book. Truth to tell, she had been neglecting her schoolwork somewhat. She tried very hard to concentrate on the text, but kept getting distracted by thoughts of Jessica, of Olivia, of Marie, of the things they’d all done together. What did this mean for Kelly Ann? Was she a lesbian now? It sure seemed like it — and a promiscuous lesbian, at that; she’d made love with three women that day, and loved every minute of it.

Before long, her lack of sleep the night before caught up with her, and she fell peacefully asleep with the chemistry book still open, face-down on her chest.

* * *

The next day Kelly Ann and Olivia saw each other several times at school, and then of course at cheerleading practice, and each time they exchanged knowing looks. Really they were both thinking the same thing: Would they be going back to Jessica’s tonight? How could they? How could they not?

After practice they both hung around after everyone else had left, and without ever really making a decision, started walking in the direction of Jessica’s house. They were still in their uniforms, of course, because they knew that was what Jessica would want.

Jessica was not at all surprised to see them. She knew that what they had experienced had had a powerful effect on them. They were hers now, and there was no need to be polite and nice anymore.

As soon as they were inside, Jessica barked at them, “On your knees, in the living room, now.” Kelly and Olivia scrambled to obey, their pussies moistening at the thought of what Jessica might have in store for them.

Jessica blindfolded the cheerleaders and handcuffed their hands behind their backs. It made for quite a beautiful sight, the two of them on their knees there, totally submissive and vulnerable.

Jessica picked up the phone and called Janice, the horniest and kinkiest of the local housewives. Janice had a voracious sexual appetite that got no satisfaction at home, so she was always up for a frolic.

“Those girls I was telling you about?” Jessica said. “They’re here.”

“I’ll be there in five,” responded Janice.

Hanging up the phone, Jessica fixed herself a drink and returned to the living room. As an added touch, she fastened a leather collar around each cheerleader’s neck and clipped on a leash that hung down in front. Soon Janice arrived and Jessica let her into the house. She was a thin woman with sharp features, dark brown hair, and small breasts.

Seeing Kelly Ann and Olivia, Janice exhaled sharply. “Oh my goodness,” she said. “That’s just amazing.”

“They’re all yours,” Jessica told her, sitting down with her drink to watch.

After considering for a moment, Janice picked up Kelly Ann’s leash and led her on her hands and knees over to the couch. Once there Janice slipped off her jeans and panties, spread her legs, and used the leash to pull Kelly’s head into her crotch. Smelling and feeling the wet pussy in front of her, Kelly Ann extended her tongue and went to work.

So it’s come to this, Kelly Ann thought. Now I’m blindfolded, handcuffed, and licking the pussy of someone I’ve never even laid eyes on. I’m really a slut now. But at the same time it was incredibly delicious, and her panties were absolutely soaked. She had never been so aroused in her life as she was at this moment, being used and degraded.

Janice liked to talk dirty. “Lick my cunt, bitch,” she instructed. “Put your tongue in me and make me come, you little whore.”

When she came Janice dug her sharp nails into Kelly Ann’s shoulders, hard, and then lay back on the couch with the girl’s head resting on her thigh. After a couple of minutes she handed Kelly’s leash to Jessica and turned her attention to Olivia. “Can I fuck this one?” she asked.

“By all means,” answered Jessica. She pointed to the coffee table, which had a top that lifted up to reveal a storage compartment inside. Inside Janice found a big blue strap-on, which she quickly fastened around her waist.

Walking up behind Olivia, she pushed the girl’s head to the ground so her ass was sticking up in the air.  She lifted Olivia’s skirt and pulled her panties down and off. Jessica, meanwhile, had removed Kelly Ann’s blindfold so she could watch her friend being fucked.

Janice tested Olivia’s wetness, which was significant, with a couple of fingers, and the cheerleader moaned animalistically. Before yesterday she hadn’t had anything inside her for months, and was desperately in need of a good fucking. Today her need was less acute, but still quite intense. She grunted and bit her lip as Janice entered her. Janice tested the waters with a few shallow strokes, then plunged all the way in, pulling on Olivia’s leash to arch her back. Olivia screamed like she had been stabbed — which in a way she had.

“Take it all, bitch,” yelled Janice. “Take that whole cock in your slut pussy.”

Jessica watched Kelly watching Janice and Olivia. Her mouth was hanging open and her breath was coming hard. Jessica wet a finger in her own pussy and slipped it into the girl’s mouth.

Just then Marie appeared in the doorway, naked and yawning. She had been napping, but apparently Olivia’s screams had woken her. Surveying the scene, she saw immediately her place in the scheme of things. She slid underneath Olivia so Olivia could lick her pussy while continuing to get fucked from behind.

Kelly Ann dearly wished that she could reach her own pussy, which was absolutely on fire. The sight of Olivia, still in her cheerleader uniform…blindfolded, handcuffed, and collared…being pounded by Janice while servicing Marie, was the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life. Every time Janice slammed into Olivia, her face was pushed into Marie’s wet pussy.

In the end it was too much for poor Kelly to watch; she turned away and burrowed her head between Jessica’s legs. This was quite OK with Jessica, who pulled her panties to one side so the girl could lick her.

By the time Kelly was finished there, Janice was back on the couch looking tired, Marie had gone to the kitchen for a cold drink, and Olivia was laying alone on the floor, still handcuffed and blindfolded, her face shining with the afterglow of ecstasy. Jessica pulled off her blindfold and introduced her to the woman who had just fucked her.

“It’s nice to meet you,” answered Janice. “Now crawl over here and lick your slut juice off this cock.” Olivia did as instructed, a look of the most delicious humiliation spreading over her face.

Watching this, Kelly Ann again wished she could reach her clit. She let out a little whimper of frustration that Jessica did not miss. “That’s right, you haven’t gotten to come yet, have you?” Kelly shook her head. “You poor thing. We’ll have to do something about that.”

Jessica disappeared for a minute, and when she returned she was carrying a heavy wooden board with an enormous plastic phallus protruding from the top. She put the thing down on the ground and turned to Kelly Ann. “Well, have at it.”

Kelly Ann approached the contraption tentatively. After pulling off Kelly’s skirt and panties, Jessica returned to her seat and called for Marie to come and watch. Janice and Olivia were looking on as well as Kelly Ann slowly lowered herself down onto the giant dildo. It was not easy to keep her balance with her hands cuffed behind her back, but she was able to do it, and when she felt the thing enter her she let out a tremendous sigh of relief. She began to eagerly hump up and down on it, trying to angle herself so as to stimulate her clit.

As Kelly began climbing the hill toward orgasm, she forgot everything around her, forgot that four women were watching her, forgot that she was handcuffed and half-naked in the living room of someone she’d met just two days ago. She forgot everything but the light inside her head, so when she came, letting out a piercing shriek that could be heard a block away, she was surprised at the spontaneous round of applause from the four observers.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 2

Kelly Ann didn’t sleep much that night. She tossed and turned restlessly, images of her experience at Jessica’s house flashing through her head. Part of her was deeply ashamed, but another part was utterly elated. It was like discovering a whole new world; she had never known that that kind of pleasure even existed.

Toward dawn she masturbated furiously and finally managed to drift off for an hour or so. All that day at school she was completely distracted, unable to pay attention either in class or in her social interactions. All she could think about was, would she go back to Jessica’s? “Come back tomorrow with a friend,” Jessica had said. Was this possible? And even if it was, wouldn’t it be terribly wrong? During cheerleading practice that afternoon, Kelly Ann found herself looking around at the other members of the team, picturing them naked, imagining them engaged in decadent lesbian acts. She got so soaking wet that she was afraid someone would notice, and toned down her dancing so there was less chance of her underpants being exposed. This caused her to get yelled at by the coach, Ms. London, who was not bad-looking herself: mid-30s and a little butch but in a cute way, like Rachel Maddow. Soon Ms. London too was naked in Kelly Ann’s imagination, with one cheerleader licking her pussy and another sitting on her face.

Kelly found herself wondering, well, if I did try to get someone to go to Jessica’s with me, who would it be? Her best friend on the team, Katrina, was an extremely beautiful girl, but Kelly had no idea how to broach the subject with her; and besides, if she ended up having sex with Katrina, how weird would that be? They’d been friends since third grade.

Kelly Ann looked around the room and her eyes settled on Olivia, a tall Asian girl with a spectacular body. Olivia was known to party hard and had a reputation for being adventurous — maybe even a bit promiscuous. Kelly felt a tingle between her legs. Olivia was the one, she was sure of it.

After practice Kelly approached Olivia somewhat nervously. Was she really going to do this? What had gotten into her? She almost walked away and forgot the whole thing. But thinking of the orgasms she’d had the day before, she felt a desire burning inside her that overrode her misgivings.

“Olivia, are you going out fundraising tonight?” asked Kelly Ann.

“I was thinking about it,” answered Olivia. “Why?”

“Well….” Kelly paused, thinking of how to put this. “Last night I met someone who’s ready to give us a nice amount of money. But she wanted to meet more of the squad. I was wondering if you might come with me.”

“Hmm.” Olivia pursed her glossy lips and pondered momentarily. “Well, if it’s good for the team, sure, I’m in.”

Jessica’s house was walking distance from the school, so Kelly Ann and Olivia strolled together as evening began to fall over the town. Olivia was very chatty, and Kelly tried her best to keep up the conversation, but all she could think of was what was about to happen. She knew she should tell Olivia that there was a different agenda at work here than just raising money for the squad. But she couldn’t quite figure out how to do it, and in fact the idea that Olivia was going to walk unaware into a den of sexual depravity was turning Kelly on tremendously. By the time they reached Jessica’s house Kelly Ann’s heart was pounding in her ears and seemed about to burst out of her chest as Olivia chattered on obliviously.

Jessica answered the door wearing a very chic, low-cut black dress. “Well hello, Kelly Ann,” she purred. “It’s so nice to see you again. Won’t you girls come in?”

As Kelly and Olivia walked past her into the house, Jessica took the opportunity to appreciate Olivia’s big breasts and perfectly rounded ass, which were displayed to great advantage by her uniform. Two cheerleaders knocking on my door to offer themselves to me, Jessica thought, shaking her head. What a world.

“And who is this you brought with you?” Jessica asked Kelly Ann.

Kelly was so nervous she could barely speak. “This is, is, um, Olivia,” she stuttered.

“I’m delighted to meet you, Olivia. You girls have a seat and I’ll bring you something to drink. Lemonade? Iced tea? Arnold Palmers, maybe.”

“That sounds great,” said Olivia, and Kelly nodded her assent.

A minute later Jessica returned with the beverages and the three of them sat and talked for a while. Jessica asked Olivia some questions about herself, like what grade she was in (12th) and how long she’d been a cheerleader (since she was a freshman). Kelly Ann kept looking around for Marie, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Finally Jessica asked Olivia, “So Kelly Ann told you about our meeting yesterday?”


“What did she tell you exactly?”

“Well,” said Olivia, slipping into fundraising mode, “she said that you were very generous and that you wanted to help the squad, and that you wanted to meet more of us.”

“She told you that, did you?” Jessica clucked disapprovingly, but without malice. “Well, I’m not surprised. Will you girls come with me, please? There’s something I’d like to show the both of you.”

Kelly and Olivia followed Jessica down a short hallway. At the end of it was a door which Jessica opened, ushering in the two cheerleaders ahead of her.

It was a bedroom dominated by a king-size bed, and on the bed was Marie, completely naked, her wrists and ankles lashed to the bedposts at each corner. Her legs were spread wide apart and her mouth was gagged with a red rubber ball.

Jessica stepped into the room behind them and closed the door. She spoke calmly and commandingly. “Kelly, I finally had to gag Marie because all day long she couldn’t shut up about how much she loved her first taste of cheerleader pussy. She’s just dying for more. Which one of you girls wants to help her out?”

Kelly Ann and Olivia both froze. Kelly looked over at Olivia to gauge her reaction; there was excitement in her eyes, and she showed no sign of wanting to get away.

Jessica removed Marie’s gag and pinched one of her nipples. “Kelly, I think you’d better go first. Just to shut her up, you know?”

Kelly Ann found herself mechanically obeying. This woman had cast some kind of spell on her, and she was powerless to help herself. Somehow she knew exactly what Jessica wanted her to do, as if the images were being beamed directly from Jessica’s brain to hers. She stripped off her skirt and panties and climbed onto the bed. Turning around so she faced Olivia, she slowly lowered her crotch down onto Marie’s eager tongue.

Olivia looked on absolutely stunned. She’d always thought that Kelly Ann was something of a prude, but obviously she’d been mistaken. Jessica, meanwhile, had walked around behind Olivia and wrapped her arms around the younger girl’s waist. Together they watched Kelly Ann bounce up and down seductively as she ground her pussy into Marie’s face, and soon Jessica’s hands found their way underneath Olivia’s skirt and into her panties.

Kelly began to moan as her orgasm approached and Olivia was panting sexily as Jessica penetrated her with a finger. The finger then traveled from Olivia’s pussy to her mouth, and she sucked it hungrily as Jessica smiled to herself. She’d pegged this one as a slut from the moment she laid eyes on her.

Gripping Olivia tightly in her arms, Jessica bent the Asian cheerleader forward until her head was between Marie’s legs. Olivia didn’t need to have a picture drawn for her; she obediently began lapping away at Marie’s cunt.

Jessica already was wearing the strap-on under her dress, and a minute later she had pulled off Olivia’s panties and plunged in. Soon the room reeked of wet pussy and Kelly, Marie, and Olivia were all howling like wild animals. Finally all three came almost simultaneously and collapsed into spent heaps. Jessica surveyed her handiwork with great satisfaction: three gorgeous, happy, sweaty girls who would now do whatever she told them.

After giving them a few minutes to catch their breath, Jessica untied Marie and returned to the kitchen to fix herself a real drink, a cold, dry martini. This she enjoyed on a comfortable chair in the living room, with Marie skillfully eating her pussy as she watched Kelly Ann and Olivia 69 on the couch.

The two cheerleaders were a little tentative with each other at first, but they soon warmed up to the task at hand. Jessica enjoyed watching Kelly Ann, who had been a complete novice just the day before, finger-fuck her friend while rhythmically flicking Olivia’s clit with her tongue. Taking a long drag on her martini and pulling Marie’s head in tighter against her crotch, Jessica reflected that life really couldn’t get much better.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 1

From the outside, Glenview Drive appeared to be an ordinary suburban cul-de-sac. It was a relic from another time, the sort of place where the men went off to work in the morning, while their wives got the kids off to school, then cleaned house and met for coffee in the afternoons.

This wholesome veneer, however, concealed a hotbed of lesbian activity that was centered on the house at 420 Glenview. Located at the very end of the cul-de-sac, 420 was slightly larger than the other houses and set back from the street, mostly concealed by trees and a wooden fence. It was the property of a 35-year-old divorcee named Jessica Braden. Tall, blond, athletic, and beautiful, Jessica was a provocative mystery to the men in the neighborhood. As far as they knew, she lived alone in her spacious home and was rarely glimpsed on the streets.

The housewives of Glenview Drive, however, knew Jessica Braden as a highly intelligent, dominating woman with a voracious sexual appetite. They also knew that her house had another inhabitant, a 20-year-old dark-haired French girl named Marie. Marie had come to live with Jessica and her then-husband several years earlier as an exchange student. When the school year ended, Marie — who had been unhappy at home — had not returned to France; instead, it was Jessica’s husband who left the household and moved to another state. Without a visa, Marie lived secretly in Jessica’s house as her maidservant and sexual plaything.

Early one September evening, Jessica was relaxing with a book in her living room as Marie floated naked on an inflatable lounge chair in the backyard pool. When the doorbell rang, Jessica assumed that it was one of the neighborhood wives, feeling horny and looking for some action. Her nipples began to stiffen as she went to the door, anticipating what enjoyment might be in store.

But when she opened the door, what she saw was a gorgeous 18-year-old redhead dressed in a powder-blue cheerleader uniform. Jessica blinked her eyes hard twice to be sure she was really seeing this; it was like some wild fantasy come to life.

“Hi,” said the girl. “My name is Kelly Ann Collins, and I’m a cheerleader at Clinton High.” She had a dazzling smile and huge green eyes; Jessica imagined that she was very popular at her school.

“Jessica,” said the homeowner, extending her hand. As she did so, she looked Kelly Ann up and down as subtly as possible. The girl had wonderful curves that were shown off nicely by the short skirt and tight sweater. “What can I do for you?”

“Well, as you might have heard, we’ve had some big budget cuts at the school this year. Both the football team and the cheerleading squad are in trouble, and we’re asking people in the neighborhood to lend their support.”

“Is that so?” answered Jessica. “I’m sorry to hear that. Why don’t you come in?”

As Kelly Ann came inside, Jessica’s mind was racing. This girl was stunningly hot and Jessica wanted her badly. Did she dare try to seduce a teenager? What would happen if she failed?

“Would you like some lemonade?” Jessica asked the cheerleader.

“That would be great,” said Kelly Ann, flashing an innocent smile that warmed Jessica’s heart and her pussy at the same time. Jessica offered the girl a seat, making sure to place her in a chair where she would be able to see the pool out of the corner of her eye.

A minute later, Jessica returned with drinks for both of them and sat across from Kelly Ann. She engaged the girl in chitchat as they sipped, amazed at her good fortune. Kelly Ann was clearly braless under her sweater, and her breasts jiggled provocatively every time she moved. Jessica realized that it was a brilliant fundraising strategy to send out a cheerleader in uniform — if she ever caught a man without his wife at home, he would empty his bank account to spend another minute with this tasty little morsel. It said something for their town that a girl who looked like this could feel safe going door to door.

As they talked, Jessica watched carefully to see if Kelly glimpsed Marie in the pool. And sure enough, after a few minutes Kelly Ann couldn’t help but notice that there was a naked woman nearby, glistening with sweat, her magnificent breasts and black pubic triangle on full display.

What Jessica couldn’t have known was that Kelly Ann was in a sexually vulnerable state. The girls on the cheerleading squad had taken a vow not to have sex with their boyfriends after a rash of pregnancies among the previous year’s seniors had decimated the team. Kelly managed to keep her boyfriend Jeff mostly content with the occasional blowjob, but he didn’t make much effort to satisfy her. The sight of the nude girl in the pool gave her a funny feeling, one that she didn’t quite know how to interpret, and her face began to redden.

When Jessica was sure that Kelly Ann had seen Marie, she excused herself to get her checkbook. When she returned to the room, she stood behind Kelly Ann and watched her watching Marie. There was no doubt that she was interested in what she was seeing. Jessica took a deep breath and decided to go for it.

Walking up behind Kelly Ann, she leaned down and whispered suggestively in the girl’s ear. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she? Would you like to get a closer look?”

Kelly Ann was frozen. The warm breath in her ear made her feel dizzy, and she didn’t answer the question, just kept staring straight ahead.

Jessica decided to take that as a yes. She put her hands on the girl’s shoulders and called to Marie, who opened her eyes and looked up groggily. Jessica gestured to her, and Marie slid off her floating chair into the pool. She swam over to the side and climbed out, entering the house dripping wet and gloriously naked.

“Marie, this is Kelly Ann,” said Jessica.

“Nice to meet you,” Marie answered in her alluring French accent. Kelly Ann was still silent, staring helplessly at the exposed body now just two feet in front of her: the full breasts, the rounded hips, the dark hair disappearing between the slightly parted legs.

This was the moment of truth. Jessica nodded to Marie, who knelt obediently in front of Kelly Ann. Marie knew well what was expected of her in this situation, and without hesitation she lifted the cheerleader’s skirt and began to slide her panties down over her legs. Kelly Ann didn’t resist; it was all like a dream to her, it was all so unexpected and strange, yet she was more aroused than she’d ever been in her life.

Marie pulled Kelly Ann’s panties all the way off and tossed them aside, then slipped her hands between the girl’s thighs. Jessica craned her neck for a better look as Marie eased Kelly’s legs apart, revealing a moist and succulent red-fringed pussy. Marie ran her tongue from the inside of one knee all the way up Kelly Ann’s thigh, and when it reached her crotch, Kelly jumped in her chair as if she’d received a powerful electric shock. Jessica tightened her grip on the girl’s shoulders to keep her still, then watched hungrily as Marie skillfully worked her tongue in and around Kelly’s slit. The cheerleader was soon moaning helplessly; Marie was a very gifted pussy-licker, and Jessica was certain that no teenage boy had ever given her this kind of pleasure.

Marie held off on stimulating the girl’s engorged clit, but when she did, Kelly Ann came almost immediately, gripping the sides of the chair and throwing her head back with her eyes closed. Marie looked up at Jessica, grinning wickedly with her mouth smeared with Kelly’s juices, then dove back in again. Jessica kissed the cheerleader’s neck and ears as Marie made her come twice more, after which Kelly Ann lay absolutely still in a state of semi-conscious bliss.

When Kelly Ann finally opened her eyes, there was a new surprise in store for her. Jessica was naked now except for a long, plastic imitation phallus that dangled from her crotch. Marie was on her knees running her tongue up and down the shaft to moisten it. Kelly had an inkling of what was about to happen, and she was both excited by the idea of that thing inside her and frightened at the sheer size of it.

Feeling more aggressive now, Jessica pulled Kelly Ann somewhat roughly down onto the thickly carpeted floor. She lifted the girl’s sweater up to expose her breasts, then sucked eagerly on the stiff nipples. Kelly had D-cups, and Jessica took as much of them as she could into her mouth before stripping the girl’s skirt off and spreading her legs. Opening Kelly Ann with one hand, Jessica smiled down at her while easing the first couple inches of the strap-on inside. Kelly Ann let out an extremely sexy little gulp when she felt the penetration. This was exactly what she’d been needing. She surrendered herself to the experience completely now — it didn’t matter that she was getting fucked by someone she’d just met, and by a woman no less; what mattered was that she was getting fucked.

Jessica started off with slow thrusts, then picked up the pace as Kelly Ann responded enthusiastically, grinding her hips against the older woman. Marie, meanwhile, pulled the redhead’s sweater off and began to suckle on her breasts. Kelly Ann closed her eyes in ecstasy, and when she reopened them, yet another surprise awaited her: Marie’s wet pussy was just inches from her face, demanding her attention. Kelly swallowed hard. Good girls like her didn’t do things like this; but then again, they didn’t do anything she’d done in the last half-hour. The smell of Marie’s arousal was overwhelming. It was familiar, of course, but she’d never experienced it quite this way before. Kelly Ann extended her tongue and got her first taste of another girl’s pussy. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, it was so bad, but she had to admit that it felt good.

Marie leaned forward to suck on Jessica’s nipples as she rode the cheerleader’s face. Kelly Ann was eager to give pleasure but not so skilled at cunnilingus, so Marie reached down to finger herself as well. A minute later both she and Kelly Ann had simultaneous, long, loud orgasms.

When the three of them untangled Kelly Ann dressed sheepishly, embarrassed at the intimacy of what had just happened, but also glowing with post-orgasmic joy. She excused herself to wash up as Jessica wrote out a very generous check to the school. When Kelly Ann returned, Jessica — still naked but without the strap-on—handed her the check. “Come back tomorrow with a friend,” said Jessica, “and I’ll write you a check for twice as much.”

Kelly Ann thanked her and made her way unsteadily to the door. Jessica watched her cute little ass wiggle down the driveway, then closed the door when Kelly was out of sight. Marie knew that the mistress of the house would want her needs attended to now, and was waiting on her knees by the couch. Jessica sat and spread her legs wide, pushing her servant’s head down between them, savoring the pleasure of the moment, and the pleasure yet to come.