Sunday, November 30, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 102

It had been an eventful night already, but Jessica felt restless; she had lots of energy and wanted to go somewhere, do something. She texted Rocky and 15 minutes later she and her minions had dressed and were waiting in the lobby. They cut a glamorous figure in their full-length furs, and Jane and Marie, at Jessica’s behest, were wearing their diamond-studded collars as well. They drew quite a few curious looks, and a fascinated stare from the young Asian woman behind the front desk – who was very cute, Jessica noted for later reference.

When the limo pulled up, Jane and Marie climbed into the back and Jessica walked up to the driver’s side window. When she had explained what she wanted, Rocky nodded. “Sure. I know where to go.”

After driving for maybe 20 minutes through increasingly sketchy neighborhoods, they began to see women hanging out on the corners and curbs, obviously looking for “dates.” The intercom buzzed and Rocky’s voice said “Let me know when you see something you like.”

“Will do,” answered Jessica. She didn’t know exactly what she was looking for, but she would know it when she saw it. They passed hookers of every size, shape, and color before Jessica’s eyes finally fell on a tall, brown-skinned girl with long, straight black hair. She was wearing a tight red dress cut high on the bottom and low on top, along with thigh-high leather boots. Her only concession to the wintry weather was a shawl that didn’t look like it kept in much body heat.

Jessica buzzed Rocky, who pulled up beside the girl and negotiated the transaction. Soon the door opened and their hired help for the evening stepped in. She was quite attractive close-up, with perfect skin and bee-stung lips, and only a little cheap-looking in her slutty getup. Her skin tone could just as easily have been Latin, Middle Eastern, or even Indian; Jessica was a little curious which it was, but also enjoyed leaving it a mystery.

The intercom crackled and Rocky’s voice said, “Where are we going?”

“Just drive around for a while,” said Jessica. Then, to the new arrival, “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Mona.”

“I’m Jessica, that’s Marie, and this is Jane.”

“Pleased to meet ya,” said Mona, smacking her gum. “This is nice,” she said looking around. She shrugged off her shawl and sat back in her seat, soaking in the limo’s warmth. “So, um, what are you girls into?”

Jessica thought for a moment. “Why don’t you start by taking your clothes off, and we’ll go from there. Keep the boots, though. The boots are working for me. And lose the gum. Please.”

Mona shrugged and started undressing. “Is this one of those limos that has a bar in the back?”

“Of course. Marie, why don’t you fix us all a drink? What would you like?”

“Cosmo,” said Mona. “Make it a stiff one.”

A minute later Mona was naked. Her pussy was shaved, as Jessica had guessed it might be, which was disappointing; she looked like she naturally had a lush black thatch. But her tits were wonderful, nice firm C-cups topped by wide brown nipples.

Sipping her martini, Jessica said matter-of-factly, “Touch yourself.”

Mona obliged, reaching one hand down between her legs while gulping her cosmo with the other. Jane and Marie, who had also opted for cosmos, looked on with interest. Mona pried apart her pussy lips and slid a finger inside, looking over at Jessica emotionlessly. This was what she did for a living, after all.

“Spread some juice on your nipples,” ordered Jessica, and Mona did so, then brought her fingers to her mouth to clean them. She took a last big swallow of her drink and handed it to Marie for a refill. Jessica waited until the glass was back in her hand and said, “Jane, Marie – lick it off.”

Jane and Marie scrambled to obey, taking up positions on either side of Mona and leaning down to lick and suck her nipples. Jessica let her fur fall open; she was naked underneath except for the strap-on, which she stroked idly as she watched. Jane began to work her way down Mona’s body, pausing to tongue her navel, then moving between her legs. Marie continued working on Mona’s tits as Jane ate her pussy.

Mona came so fast and so hard that at first Jessica thought she was faking – but the look on her face, mouth distended and eyes clenched, said it was real. Jane came up looking a little dazed, her face smeared with Mona’s juice, and shared a kiss with Marie before they changed places. Now Jane bit one nipple while tweaking the other between her thumb and forefinger, while Marie licked all around Mona’s soft thighs and smooth mons before diving in.

Mona took a little longer to climax this time, but it appeared to hit her even harder; she dug her (lacquered, fake-looking) fingernails into Jane’s shoulders while furiously grinding her clit on Marie’s nose and mouth. “Fuck,” said Mona, and after a half-minute’s recovery she reached for her drink.

Jessica flicked the switch on her strap-on and slid forward onto the edge of the seat. “Open her for me,” she said. Jane and Marie each gripped one of Mona’s knees and they spread her legs wide apart. Her pussy was dripping onto the leather upholstery, Jessica noted with pleasure.

Jessica got down on one knee in front of Mona and ran the tip of the dildo up and down her slit. Mona groaned and slid down on the seat, taking the first few inches inside her. When Jessica pushed all the way in she let out a loud “Unh” and her eyes rolled back in her head.

Again Mona came quickly and intensely, her whole body quivering in time with the dildo’s vibration. Jessica didn’t pull out but just held still for a while, feeling the buzzing in her own clit. Mona looked up at her dreamily, all pretense of detachment gone, and then began to move her hips. Within seconds she was climaxing again, and in all she came five times before Jessica had her own orgasm and pulled out.

After a few seconds Jessica noticed that Mona wasn’t moving – she had actually blacked out, and it was several minutes before she regained consciousness. When she did she reached for her drink and took a long pull. “Wow,” said Mona. “That was, um, nice.”

Jessica had a sudden generous impulse. She held down the button on the intercom and said to Rocky, “Can you pull over somewhere for a while?”

“Sure, I know a place.”

Jane looked down at the strap-on, then up at Jessica, an imploring look in her eyes. But Jessica shook her off, wanting a minute to relax. Marie refilled everyone’s drinks and put on some music, and they all sat there peacefully for a few minutes until the car came to a stop. Jessica pushed the intercom button down again. “Come join us,” she said.

The door opened and Rocky poked her head in to survey the scene. “I can’t drink on duty,” she said.

“That’s alright,” said Jessica, patting the seat next to her. “Have a seat.”

Jessica took off Rocky’s hat and released her hair from the clip that held it in place underneath. It was dark brown, shoulder-length, and lustrous. With her hair down she looked much more like a girl, albeit one with a somewhat square jaw. Next Jessica pulled off Rocky’s tie and beckoned to Mona to come closer. Once Mona was on her knees in front of them, Jessica used to tie to bind her hands behind her back.

Slowly and deliberately, Jessica undressed Rocky the rest of the way – jacket, shirt, bra, shoes, pants, and panties. It turned out she had quite a nice body hidden under the shapeless uniform, with round boobs, a narrow waist, and wide hips. Her pubic hair was dark and thick.

Jessica opened Rocky’s legs and guided Mona’s head between them. Mona knew what to do, kissing and licking all around Rocky’s increasingly wet pussy before diving in. Jessica motioned to Marie and Jane, who obediently paid lip service to Rocky’s breasts as Mona orally pleasured her.

Jessica sipped the last of her drink as Mona and the girls brought Rocky to a shuddering climax. Her moans were high-pitched and melodic, not at all like her speaking voice. Mona looked over at Jessica expectantly, awaiting her next task.

Jessica had removed the strap-on, so now she spread her legs and beckoned for Mona to approach.  Partly she had the itch for one more good orgasm, and partly she wanted to make Mona work a little harder for the money; she had had it pretty easy, Jessica thought. So she held back as best she could, making Mona put forth maximum effort, making use of both hands as well as her mouth.

In the middle of it Jessica looked over at the seat across from her and saw Rocky laying on her back, with Jane tonguing her cunt as Marie sat on her face. Jessica smiled; this was one hell of a tip.

Eventually Jessica could stand it no longer and she let herself come, gripping Mona’s head and grinding on her nose. She looked up just in time to see Marie climb off and Jane and Rocky move into a 69. For awhile it was quiet in the limo as everyone watched the two of them go at it; their moans built, crescendoed, and gradually subsided.

Afterward they all had one last round of drinks; even Rocky indulged in a small glass of whiskey before dressing and returning to the front of the limo. They drove Mona back close to where they had picked her up, and when the limo stopped she said, laughing, “I kind of feel like I should be paying you for this.” But then she looked serious. “But I’ll take the money. I need it.”

Jessica paid her and they bid each other goodnight. By now it was quite late and on the way back to the hotel Jessica leaned back in her seat, Jane cuddling against her on one side and Marie on the other. As they passed through the lobby she winked at the cute desk clerk, and since no one was around, she opened her fur and gave the girl a quick flash. The clerk’s eyes went wide and she froze in place. But it was so late and Jessica was so tired that she was content with that; she would follow up later.



Friday, November 21, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 101

Gina had gone to the kitchen to work on dessert, leaving Claire and Olivia alone at the table. Both were in a very blissful condition, half-buzzed and full of delicious food.

“You look great in that costume,” said Claire. “Is it comfortable?”

“Not bad,” answered Olivia. “But this skirt is really short. Can you see my whole pussy, or just a part of it?”

Claire made a show of studying Olivia’s crotch. “Only part of it. But I like what I see.”

They both laughed. “How’s Tara?” asked Olivia.

Claire sighed. “Selfish, as always. But she is gifted. Those pictures she took of us are incredible. I usually don’t like photos of myself, but those are breathtaking.” For a minute Claire drifted off into a reverie, thinking of that day, and of the images that had resulted from it. Then she remembered to try to live in the moment, and changed the subject. “How did you meet Gina?”

“I used to babysit her kids. Years ago.”

“She is really something. Gorgeous, and my God, that food!”

“I know,” said Olivia, her voice taking on a serious tone. “She’s amazing. But I’m still in high school, and she’s a grown woman, and I have no idea where this all goes from here.”

Just then Gina emerged from the kitchen with a chocolate lava cake, which she sat down in front of Claire with a flourish. Claire’s eyes went wide. “That looks fantastic.”

“I like to spoil my guests,” said Gina. “I get that from my mother.”

Looking down, Gina thought that Claire looked incredibly beautiful and radiant. She reached over and brushed the younger girl’s red hair back off her forehead. “Lean back in your chair,” she suggested.

Claire complied, and Gina briefly took Olivia aside and whispered in her ear. Olivia nodded, and she fell to her knees in front of Claire as Gina picked up a fork. Time slowed to a crawl as Gina fed Claire warm cake with gooey chocolate inside, and Olivia pulled off Claire’s panties, hiked up her dress, and started licking her pussy.

Gina stood for a moment watching Olivia do her thing. She was eating cunt with abandon, so enthusiastically that it made Gina a little jealous. Grabbing a handful of Olivia’s hair, Gina yanked her head back and kissed her hard, enjoying the taste of Claire’s pussy on her lips. Then she shoved Olivia’s head back between Claire’s legs and pulled down the top of her own dress, removing her bra to release her tits. Then she dabbed a little chocolate on each nipple and fed both to Claire in turn.

That felt so good that Gina repeated the process, pulling down Claire’s dress, tugging off her bra, and smearing her boobs with chocolate. Then she leaned down and licked them clean.

That did it for Claire – she orgasmed so hard she almost started crying. Very pleased with Olivia’s performance, Gina fed her some cake and then they adjourned to the bedroom.

“I almost forgot,” Gina said to Olivia. “I still owe you a spanking.” Once she had tied Olivia’s hands behind her back and bent her over the bed, she turned to Claire. “Want to help?”

“But of course,” said Claire. “Bad girls like this need to be spanked severely.”

They took turns smacking Olivia’s ass and when she had been punished enough, Claire bent down to finger and lick her pussy. It was incredibly creamy and flavorful – maybe the best thing she had tasted all night, and that was saying something. Meanwhile Gina got out her strap-on and took up a position right behind Claire, who was so preoccupied that she didn’t know what was happening until she felt the tip slide into her. She let out a high-pitched moan of surprise more than pleasure, then another, lower one as the full length of the dildo filled her. Claire looked back over her shoulder at Gina, who winked, and then turned and resumed working on Olivia, who had taken the opportunity to roll over on her back and spread her legs.

When Gina decided that Claire had been adequately fucked, she stood up and took off the strap-on, handing it to Claire. Then she climbed up onto the bed and sat with her back against the headboard, looking down expectantly at Olivia, who rolled onto her side so she could kiss and lick Gina’s downy-soft thighs. She didn’t stop there, of course, and soon she was stabbing her tongue between Gina’s pussy lips as Claire penetrated from behind.

Finally, much later, they were all fully satisfied and lay quietly entwined on the bed. Olivia felt incredibly contented laying there with Gina on one side and Claire on the other, but then she glanced at the clock and realized it was past her curfew. She wished like hell that her mother wasn’t so stern about enforcing the rules, but it was a school night, and she had no choice but to wriggle out from in between Gina and Claire and get dressed.

Even worse, Claire made no move to follow her. Olivia really didn’t like leaving the two of them alone together, but what could she do, tell Claire she had to go? That would be incredibly rude, and it wasn’t her house anyway. She was left with no alternative but to kiss them each and say goodnight, stopping on her way out to look back and see Claire rest her head on Gina’s shoulder. Olivia sighed and headed home.

Friday, November 7, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 100

The sun was just dipping below the horizon when Claire arrived at the door to Gina’s house, bottle of wine in hand. She’d been surprised and flattered by Olivia’s invitation. Thinking of the lovely time she’d had with Olivia and Gina in the dressing room, she accepted without hesitation. She was looking to have some fun of her own, as Tara was away at an industry convention with Mimi — the kind of “business” trip that involved drinking lots of champagne and fucking lingerie models. Claire, meanwhile, was left home to mind the store. She felt like she deserved a special treat.

And then all of a sudden one was right in front of her: The door opened and there was Olivia, dressed in an extremely slutty French maid costume that left little to the imagination. Claire was pleased to see how well it fit — she had sold it to Gina earlier that day. All day long Claire had been imagining Olivia in the outfit, and she looked even better than Gina might have expected. Her d├ęcolletage looked particularly appetizing. Gina reflexively licked her lips as she handed Olivia the wine bottle.

Olivia had been hesitant to wear the maid outfit at first, thinking it a little demeaning. But Gina convinced her to at least try it on, and when she saw how hot she looked — and the expression on Gina’s face — she changed her mind. Claire and Gina were dressed similarly, in elegantly sexy black dresses, and this made Olivia feel that much more exposed, and younger — like she was a girl in the presence of women, though Claire was only a few years older than she was. But Olivia’s pussy was already soaked thinking of what might transpire that evening, and this more than made up for any awkwardness she might be feeling.

Gina greeted Claire warmly and they pecked each other on the cheek. Gina praised Claire’s choice of wine — it was an Italian vintage that Gina had heard of but never tasted. Claire grinned mischievously. “I borrowed it from Mimi’s cellar,” she said. “I think it’s worth about $250.”

“Oh, wow,” said Gina. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

Claire shrugged. “She has cases of it. One bottle won’t be missed.”

Gina had really pulled out all the stops on dinner that night, making a warm seafood salad, fried tomatoes, and baked crespelle with bolognese meat sauce. She had timed it perfectly, and she and Claire sat down at the dining room table as Olivia delivered the various dishes to the table. Sipping a glass of wine, Gina playfully slapped Olivia on the rear as she passed on her way back to the kitchen. Olivia mock-glared over her shoulder and stuck out her tongue.

“You’ll be spanked for that later,” said Gina, and Olivia gulped, because she knew that Gina meant it. Another little gush of liquid seeped out between her thighs.

For a minute, Gina thought about making Olivia eat separately for the sake of verisimilitude, but she really wanted Olivia there at the table with them. Olivia looked so delectable that Gina wanted to fuck her right there and then, but she was determined to be civilized, so she made conversation.

“So who is this Mimi?” Gina asked Claire as they filled their plates, throwing a glance at Olivia. “Olivia’s told me a little but about her, but you probably know more.”

“Well, she started off as my employer, and somehow now she kind of runs my whole life,” said Claire, her eyes a little downcast. “Not that I mind. She takes good care of me, and of all the rest of us. Mimi’s just that kind of person. Somehow or other, you always end up doing what she wants you to do.”

“Hmm.” For a moment Gina contemplated what it would be like to be that kind of person. Then she shook it off and started eating. The food was fantastic, and for a while it was quiet except for the sounds of eating and the occasional contented sigh.

Claire was the first to sit down her fork and lean back in her chair. “Oh my God, that was amazing,” she said. “Thank you so much.”

“I hope you saved room for dessert,” said Gina, smiling radiantly.

“Um, well, of course. Give me a few minutes though.”

“Of course,” answered Gina. “We have all the time in the world.”

* * *

After unwrapping the new strap-on and glancing at the manual, which was surprisingly lengthy, Jessica decided to flip a coin to see who would be the first to get fucked with it. She got out a quarter and asked Marie to call it in the air; Marie called heads, and it came up tails. Jane clapped her hands with girlish glee while Marie scowled.

Both of them helped Jessica with the harness, making sure everything was tight and secure. Then Jessica flipped the little switch that turned on the vibration and felt a very subtle but deeply pleasurable little tingle in her clit. She immediately felt like a better person, a warm and benevolent monarch. Turning to Jane, she asked, “How would you like it?”

Jane decided that she wanted to be bent over the couch and fucked from behind. “And I want Marie to spank me while you do it to me.”

“Your wish is my command,” said Jessica, and so it was. Right off, Jane started moaning louder than either of them had ever heard, and she only got louder from there. She had never felt anything quite like it — the warm buzzing deep inside her as Marie’s hand came down again and again on her ass cheeks. She came three times in rapid succession, then forcefully pushed Jessica away, surprising them both.

“I’m sorry,” she said when she’d had a chance to catch her breath. “I really couldn’t take any more.”

“It’s OK,” reassured Jessica, stroking the shaft with one hand while looking at Marie. “Your turn.”

Marie wanted to be tied hand and foot to the bed, and soon she was. Once she was helpless, though, Jessica decided to tease her a little bit. Holding the tip of the strap-on inches from Marie’s mouth, she taunted, “Is this what you want?” Marie just groaned, and a little trickle of drool ran down the corner of her mouth. “How bad?”

Marie talked slowly, as if it was difficult for her to think if words. “So bad. Please, mistress. Just fuck me. Please.”

Jessica pushed the tip of the dildo into Marie’s mouth, and she sucked hungrily, tasting Jane’s pussy juice and feeling her mouth begin to vibrate sympathetically. It was hypnotic, and she would have gladly continued sucking indefinitely; she felt a little frustrated when Jessica pulled out of her mouth, but after having a moment to think about what was going to happen next, she smiled beatifically.

Before going any further, Jessica had Jane blindfold and ball-gag Marie. It just felt necessary. Moving to kneel between Marie’s wide-open legs, Jessica ran the soft tip of the strap-on gently across her stomach, her hips, her belly button, her thighs. Marie was on the edge of orgasm before she was even penetrated, and once she was, she came almost right away. She climaxed four more times, moaning louder and louder each time, until Jessica finally realized that she was begging for no more, and that she meant it.

When Jessica stepped back to release the strap-on from Marie’s cunt, Jane immediately dropped to her knees and took it into her mouth. After sucking it dry of Marie’s goo she rolled over on her back and spread her legs as wide as they would go.

“Please give it to me again. Please.”

Jessica considered for a moment and then shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. Not right now.”


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Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 99

Jessica called down to have breakfast brought up, and by the time it arrived everyone was up and around. They ate and had coffee, which helped Jessica’s hangover tremendously. The other girls were all in extremely high spirits, chattering, giggling, and telling stories. Eventually they started discussing what to do that day, and after a minute Marie piped up enthusiastically: “Let’s go shopping!”

This idea was met with general approval and Jessica texted Rocky to arrange transportation. “Oooh,” said Erica, “there’s one store I absolutely have to take you to. You would love it.”

They all showered and dressed. Erica borrowed jeans and a T-shirt from Marie; even dressed down like this, she looked impeccably glamorous. When the limo arrived Rocky rolled down the window and tipped her hat to them. “Ladies.”

 They all piled in to the back, Jessica and Jane on one side, Erica and Marie on the other. Jessica absent-mindedly fondled Jane as she looked out the window, taking in the sights, loving that she could see out but no one could see in. Jessica slipped a hand down Jane’s panties and Jane moaned, leaning back in her seat. Erica followed suit, squeezing Marie’s breasts with one hand while sliding the other up her skirt to caress her exquisitely soft thighs.

The store Erica had in mind turned out to be an upscale boutique aimed at lesbians, packed with sex toys, lingerie, bondage gear, and anything else one’s heart might desire. They spent a happy hour there and emerged with three big bags full of goodies. Jessica bought herself a new strap-on that was unlike any she’d seen before. Its surface was soft and lifelike — better than lifelike, it was a pleasure just to touch it. It also vibrated subtly, stimulating both the clit of the wearer and the pussy on the receiving end. Jessica could hardly wait to try it out.

She also bought a pearl-handled whip and, for Jane and Marie, dog collars with diamond studs. For Erica, she bought a lovely pair of gold-plated nipple clamps — a tip for superior service, she said. Jane and Marie had picked out a bunch of lingerie and other treats; Jessica hadn’t even noticed some of what went into the bags, but she knew she’d find out eventually.

At this point Erica excused herself; she had to get home and change, and had an appointment with one of her best clients later that afternoon. Before she left to find a taxi, though, she pulled Jessica aside for a moment.

“You have dinner plans for tonight?” Jessica shook her head. “Do you like sushi?”

“Love it,” answered Jessica.

“I know some people who run a service that will bring sushi to your room. The food is great, but the presentation is, well, amazing.” Erica’s eyes glittered mischievously. “Shall I call them for you?”

“Absolutely,” said Jessica. Then there were kisses all around and Erica was on her way.

Jessica, Jane, and Marie spent the rest of the afternoon going from shop to shop, indulging their every whim. It was Christmas season in New York City, and festive extravagance was the order of the day. At one particularly memorable stop Jessica bought them all fur coats. She had forgotten how much she loved fur, how sexy she found it. And these were antique coats, so the animals who supplied them had been dead a long time; even Marie, an animal lover of the highest order, raised no objection. And she looked absolutely fabulous in her coat; it was like she’d been born to wear fur.

On the way home, Jessica was tempted to bust out the new strap-on and break it in right there in the back of the limo. But before she knew it they were pulling up in front of the hotel. Impulsively she asked Rocky to come up and join them for dinner.

“Well, ma’am,” answered Rocky, “I don’t exactly have a good way to park this here machine. I appreciate the invite though. Next time.”

In the lobby one of the hotel’s assistant managers flagged them down. “Ms. Braden?”

“Yes?”

“As you requested, we admitted the food service crew to your room. I trust you will find everything in order.”

“Thank you,” said Jessica. She hesitated a moment; was she supposed to tip the guy for this? He was management, so she didn’t think so, and if he was it all disappointed, he was professional enough to conceal it.

When they got upstairs it was perfectly quiet in the suite, and for a second Jessica wondered if the sushi had gone to the wrong room. But then they turned a corner and saw that a large table had been set up in the living room. On this table were two naked Japanese girls laying perfectly still, their bodies covered with an assortment of sashimi and rolls. Both of them were wearing black masks with eyeholes. Jessica, Marie, and Jane shared a look; this was certainly something new.

One of the girls spoke up. “Hello, my name is May,” she said. “And this is June. We will be your sushi platters tonight. You will find soy sauce and wasabi on the table to my left, and the big bottle there is full of hot sake. If you want a beer or some other cold beverage, you will find your suite’s refrigerator fully stocked. Bon appetit.”

After stashing their packages and cleaning up, Jessica, Jane, and Marie pulled up chairs and sat down to their meal. The scene was so artfully arranged, two beautiful bodies decorated with equally beautiful food, that it seemed a shame to disturb it. But Jessica was starving, so after taking a picture she scooped up a piece of unagi.

The three of them worked their way slowly through the food, drinking plenty of sake, often standing to walk around the table and get a different angle on the scene. Afterward, Jessica would say it was possibly the best meal she’d ever had; it was certainly one of the most memorable.

After a while Jessica stopped picking up the sushi and started leaning down to eat them off the two girls’ bodies. There were no objections, so the other two followed suit, and after a few minutes of this Jessica couldn’t resist taking a little taste of May’s nipple. Still nothing was said, so they began to take more liberties, sucking a breast here, kissing a neck or thigh there, even nuzzling into the girls’ sweet-smelling black pubic hair. Eventually the food was all gone, but the meal was not over.

Jessica sat back and watched as Jane moved her chair to right in front of May, and Marie placed hers in front of June. With the food gone the girls could move, and so now their legs were spread, revealing two pairs of glistening pink pussy lips. Jessica fixed herself a martini and sat down to watch Jane and Marie service the two Japanese girls, who whimpered and moaned softly as they squirmed and writhed on the table.

Jessica had just finished her drink and May and June had come with high-pitched squeals when there was a knock at the door. This turned out to be the manager of May and June’s company, come to collect them. She was accompanied by two men who packed up the table and equipment as May and June dressed. Then the four of them quickly cleaned the kitchen as the manager chatted with Jessica and settled the bill.

When they had gone Jessica made herself another drink and thought about what to do next. The night was young and she was just getting warmed up. Her mind turned to the new strap-on; it needed breaking in.