Still neither of them seemed to mind.
“We'd love to read one,” said Katherine.
“Sure. As soon as we get this place unpacked and I find them, I'd be more than happy to give you a copy.”
Everyone laughed. I guess we all were beginning to loosen up.
We chatted for an hour about the town and the people. It seemed like everybody was pretty much laid back. Then, out of nowhere, Katherine asked the question.
“So, how long have you two been together?”
The room fell silent. I knew my face was turning several shades of red.
Kimberly poured more tea in her glass. “Ten years.”
“That's wonderful! Janice and I have been together for seven and it just keeps getting better.”
So they were lesbians! My pussy was fully awake now!
“Well, sometimes relationships can be hard, but other times they can be a blessing.”
I couldn't believe Kimberly said that. I mean, we hardly knew these women and she was spilling shit out. I decided to change the subject. “Would anyone like some more tea?”
Janice stood up. “No thanks, we really need to get going.”
“We appreciate you dropping by and bringing the cake,” I said. Kimberly and I walked the women to the door.
“Ya'll feel free to stop by the coffee shop anytime,” said Katherine.
“Thanks,” replied Kimberly.
The women left and my lover and I were alone again, in more ways than one.
* * *
We unpacked a few more boxes and decided to call it a night. I thought I'd flirt with Kimberly to maybe loosen up the tension. “Would you like to take a shower with me?”
Kimberly sighed. “Not tonight. I'm just going to have a glass of wine and catch up on the news. I'll take one later.”
I shook my head and walked up the stairs. Why wasn't she even making an effort to help save our relationship?
After unpacking boxes for most of the day, the shower felt wonderful. I lathered up my body, feeling refreshed and . . . extremely horny.
My hand slid down my smooth body and began to caress between my pussy lips. This had become a ritual for me. I slid a finger deep inside, feeling my walls contract and then release.
I couldn't help but think of Katherine and even Janice. I wonder what they liked in bed. Were they kinky? Plain?
My other hand ventured to my hard clit while I inserted two more fingers inside. I could imagine Katherine sticking her fingers in me. Was this wrong to be thinking of another woman touching in areas only meant for my lover?
I didn't care. All I wanted was to come, and I did.
After my shower I wiped the mirror clear of the condensation from the swirling steam. I stood there for a moment and stared at myself. Maybe Kimberly wasn't attracted to me anymore.
I guess I was average looking with my long brown hair and dark eyes, but for a forty year old my body was holding up pretty damn well.
I let out a deep sigh.
* * *
Kimberly was already in bed, reading the paper and sipping on a glass of wine. “I wasn't sure if you wanted a glass.”
I slid in next to her. “No. Guess I'll just go to sleep unless you had something else in mind?” trying one more time for some passion.
“You've got to be kidding me! I'm exhausted from all the work.”
I turned my back to her and closed my eyes. I guess it just wasn't my lucky day.
* * *
My dreams that night were extremely vivid. I was in a dimly lit room with several large windows and flowing curtains. At first I didn't see anyone, but from the shadows emerged Janice.
“I was hoping you'd show up.”
“What? Why am I here?”
She didn't say anything else. Slowly, she walked towards me, her blue eyes inviting.
She removed the black robe revealing a body full of all the right curves.
The next thing I knew I was on a white covered bed with an assortment of flower petals. My clothes had been removed and Janice straddled my body. She smiled while her fingers played with my nipples.
Was this a dream? It seemed so real!
Janice slid down, her face so close to my pussy I could feel the heat from her breath.
Inhaling.
She was just about to lick my clit when . . .
“Trisha!”
I snapped awake from Kimberly shaking me. “Jesus, what?”
“You were fucking moving all over the bed.”
I looked at the clock. It was a little after three in the morning. “I'm sorry.”
“I'd like to get some rest!”
“I said I'm sorry!”
We both fell back asleep, frustrated . . . well, at least I was.
Dreams invaded again.
* * *
The room was the same except it was brightly lit. I looked around and came face to face with Katherine.
She stood before me dressed from head to toe in latex and leather. A whip was in her right hand and one hell of a large smile across her face.
Before I knew it, my clothes were off.
“Trisha, bend over the chair.”
I was speechless. Here was this beauty in front of me, commanding to expose every inch of my flesh.
I obeyed. My ass was lifted up for her spanking pleasure.
“You so deserve this!”
She raised the whip, and in one swift move I felt the burning and stinging sensation across my ass cheeks.
“Let's do that again!”
Over and over until the only sensation I had was complete numbness.
“Now let me have some of that sweet taste of your pussy.”
I knew she was close to licking my drenched pussy. Her breath just as Janice's was, only inches away.
“Damn it, Trisha!”
I jumped up in bed, startled from Kimberly shoving me.
“What?” I don't know why I asked. I knew the reason.
“Well, guess I'll go ahead and get up now and start unpacking! Looks like someone doesn't want me to get any sleep!”
I watched as she angrily got out of bed. This was starting off to be a great day.
* * *
Weeks had passed and we finally had everything organized. Needless to say, our relationship wasn't doing any better. Sure we had sex a few times, but neither of us was happy. Sex had become a routine instead of a desirable pleasure.
Kimberly had begun a new book, but often complained of writer's block. She said there wasn't any inspiration.
I used to be her inspiration.
We often frequented the coffee shop and quickly became close friends with Katherine and Janice. Although most of the time when visiting the shop, Kimberly and I went solo.
The rest of the folks in the small town were very friendly, but none of them quite stood out like our new friends.
* * *
“I'm going to the coffee shop? Want to come along?” I asked.
Kimberly sat at the computer smoking a cigarette. The only time she smoked was when creating.
“No. I'm busy.”
I knew that was going to be her answer. I headed for the door.
“Damn it!”
“What?”
She slammed her hand down on the desk. “I have no creativity left in me.”
I didn't even bother to reply. I simply left.
* * *
“Where's Janice?” I asked Katherine and placed my cup of coffee on the table.
“Oh, she's running around town paying bills.”
I blew on the cup, enjoying the enticing aroma.
“How is Kimberly's novel coming along? We finally caught up with all that she has written and we are hooked!”
I laughed. “She is a great writer, but she's been hitting writer's block lately.”
Katherine refilled another patron's cup then sat down next to me.
“Look, I don't want to come across as pushy, but ya'll really don't seem connected.”
/> “Is it that obvious?”
Her hand reached across the table and gently caressed mine. “Yes, it is.”
“Oh, Katherine, I don't know what to do. She's so upset with not being able to create, and for some reason I think she puts part of the blame on me. I know I'm not the perfect lover, but it's been such a long time since we had that spark.”
She looked around the shop and leaned in. “Actually, I have an idea that might just help ya'll out.”
“You do? What?”
“Ever swing?”
I know my jaw had to have hit the floor and collected what dust had accumulated from the day. “Excuse me?”
“Ya know . . . swap partners?”
“I know what you mean, but no.”
Katherine sat back. “Look, I know it's not everyone's cup of tea, but think about it. Maybe ya'll need a little extra spice in your life.”
“Oh, we need more than extra spice.”
My mind began to race. I was attracted to both Katherine and Janice, but I had a feeling it would be the last stake in the heart of my relationship with Kimberly.
Katherine stood up as more customers walked in. “Give it some thought. You might be extremely surprised.”
I stared down at my coffee.
* * *
Kimberly still sat at her desk with numerous crumpled papers surrounding her. “How's the creating going?” I asked.
She seemed in her own world.
“Kimberly?”
She snapped out of it. “Yes?”
“I was just asking how your creating was coming.”
“Uh . . . actually a little bit better.”
“Really? That's fantastic!”
She didn't say anything else and I felt it was best to just let her be.
* * *
The rest of the day I spent cooking a nice dinner. The aroma had to be getting to her. She had been at the computer for hours.
I was right.
“What do we have here?”
I smiled. “We have all your faves.”
“So I see.”
She placed a kiss on my cheek. Hmm . . . that was a start. We sat down at the kitchen table.
“Trisha, you really did a wonderful job with dinner tonight.”
“Well, I knew you were having trouble writing. I just wanted to hopefully get some relaxation between us. I also bought your favorite bottle of wine.”
“Excellent!”
There was a change in Kimberly. Not all the tension was gone, but perhaps there was some good to come.
* * *
We enjoyed the meal and wine. I must admit I was feeling a slight kick from the booze, but it was turning out to be a wonderful evening. I had no complaints. I wondered if I'd get lucky.
“Okay, I'm going to clean up. Why don't you go write? If you feel like it, of course.”
“Trisha, sit down. I think we need to talk.”
My heart sunk. This was it. She’s going to dump me. “About what?”
She took a large gulp of wine. A big gulp didn't always mean you were thirsty. “About us.”
“Okay, I'm listening.”
“Look, I know this hasn't been the best of times for us.”
Now I took a big gulp. “No, it hasn't.”
“I'm just going to get right to the point. Janice visited me today and . . . well . . . she expressed something that might help us.”
What the fuck? I thought Janice had been out paying bills?
“She brought up the subject of swinging. There, I've said it.”
Okay, if you were in my situation . . . how far would your jaw have dropped?
“Hey, I know it's not something we talked about, but . . . well . . .”
I leaned in. “You want to try it?”
At first, she couldn't look me in the eyes, but eventually we locked.
“Yes, yes I do.”
I grabbed the bottle and poured my glass to the top.
“Trisha, what do you think?”
My lips touched the rim of the wine glass and swallowed. Gently placing the glass down, I simply said, “Yes.”
* * *
Kimberly and I laughed about the fact that Katherine had come to me about the idea and Janice to her, but I know we were both extremely nervous and unsure how we would feel after the encounter. We decided the next day to venture to the coffee shop around closing hour, curious to know how all of this was done.
* * *
“Hey ya'll! How are you two doing?”
“Just fine Janice,” said Kimberly as we all sat down at the table.
There was an energy shift within each one of us I couldn't explain. Janice and Katherine seemed so calm, while I felt a little uneasy. Was this what Kimberly and I needed, or were we about to make the biggest mistake of our lives?
“So, anything new going on?” asked Janice.
Kimberly laughed. “I would say a whole lot!”
“Hey, Janice and I don't want ya'll to think we ganged up on you. Just giving ya'll an alternative if up for it.”
Kimberly stared out at the empty town. “I am.”
Janice and Katherine turned their attention to me.
With confidence from within, I said, “I am too.”
So began the new adventure.
* * *
A month went by with no action from the other women. Kimberly and I did make love a couple of times, and although not outstanding, it was a step up. All was calm until one particular night.
We had invited Katherine and Janice over for a game of Monopoly and drinks. A night I would treasure.
* * *
“Ah, you landed on Boardwalk! Show me the money!” I laughed.
“Okay you money thang,” replied Katherine.
“This is a long game.” Kimberly yawned.
“We can make it more interesting,” said Janice.
“Yes, let's do. Trisha, if you land on one of my railroads in the next five minutes you have to come to bed with me.”
I stared at Katherine in shock.
Just like that.
Fuck.
“Okay,” I said.
Till this day I truly don't remember saying that, but I do recall Kimberly's look of agreement. Janice reached out and touched my lover's hand.
“I hit your Park Place . . . I'm all yours.”
Kimberly's eyes lit up.
Let the games begin!
Needless to say in less than five minutes I landed on one of Katherine’s railroads. The moment it happened, I felt a major rush of excitement, but also felt scared out of my mind. Right then and there we ended the game.
All of us went upstairs. Were we going to be in the same room? I had no idea how this was going to happen, but I did know extreme wetness was sliding down my inner thighs.
We walked into our bedroom. Katherine pulled me close to her, our mouths only inches apart.
“You're shaking.”
“I know. I'm nervous.” I said.
“Don't be.”
I couldn't help but stare into her eyes. I was in my own world with her. I had no idea what Janice and Kimberly were up to but, right at this moment, I didn't care.
Slowly, she began to unbutton my blouse. Next were my jeans. Each article of clothing was gracefully removed until I stood before her naked.
Katherine's eyes left mine briefly to look over my body. God, I felt like I could come just from her stare.
“You have an amazing body,” she whispered in my ear.
I can't remember the last time someone said those words to me. In the distance, I could hear soft moaning.
“Get into bed,” she instructed.
I turned around and saw where the moaning was coming from. Janice and Kimberly had already shed their clothes and were on the right side corner of the bed. Janice was licking my lover’s pussy while playing with her tits.
My God the view was really turning me on. I stood back for a second, quietly observing, when I felt Katherine's gentle touch on my shoul
der.
“Come.”
She led me to the bed and I slid in next to Janice and Kimberly. They too were in their own world. Katherine began to remove her clothing and as each item fell to the floor the anticipation grew stronger.
The scent of fuck and lust surrounded our bodies. Kimberly's moans grew louder. I looked over and saw that Janice had now inserted her fingers deep inside Kimberly.
I knew my lover and I knew she was about to come.
“Not yet,” Janice said and stopped what she was doing.
“Oh God, please!”
“No, it's time for you to pleasure me.”
They exchanged positions and Kimberly greedily began to lap at Janice's juices.
“Hey, you.”
I turned my attention back to Katherine. Immediately, I noticed her ample tits were pierced with brass rings. She was completely shaven, giving me a perfect view of her glistening pussy. She straddled my body and playfully pinched my nipples. I couldn't help but reach out and lightly tug on the rings.
“I need to taste you, but first let me taste those lips,” she said while running her fingers across my face.
Katherine leaned in and placed a passionate kiss with her tongue sliding in, playing with mine. I could hear Janice's moans becoming louder and louder until I knew she must have came. Moments passed.
“Kimberly, now it's your turn,” Janice said.
Meanwhile, Katherine made her way to my tits, her mouth planted firmly on my nipple while her hand played with my other. Now I was the one joining in with all the moans. I knew Kimberly was having her pussy licked, sucked and fucked. Her cries of ecstasy became louder and louder.
“Do you want to watch your lover come?” Katherine asked.
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