---- Brittany ----
Brittany went home from the mall feeling more relaxed than she had in weeks. It had been a great idea to call Lexi. As Brittany had always suspected, the girl was bi and submissive. Brittany had not realized, though, that the girl was a complete horndog, and desperate for any attention at all.
It was perfect. Brittany, truthfully, wasn't enjoying married life. Her husband was perfect as far as looks - he could easily be cast as the cliche Marine guy running around on TV with no shirt on, or naked for that matter. The man was solid as a rock and she did enjoy, at the beginning, running her nails over all his angles.
He kept the bills paid up, the kitchen stocked, her nails done, and her closet filled with the season's latest. He was supportive in everything she did. He paid her gym membership, her yoga classes, her swim club fees, and anything else she asked.
He asked little in exchange, in his eyes. In hers, he was asking all too much. She was not allowed to have a steady job, although she had gotten away with doing a few photo shoots as long as they remained tasteful. She could not have male friends, and all of her female friends were scrutinized carefully.
Sex was boring. He wanted the same things, over and over, and he only liked things she classified as "horrendously boring." HE would never have allowed her a female in their room, he would not have had sex with her at the mall, in his office, or ever outside the bedroom. The movie theater thing with Lexi could never have happened between Brittany and him. She had grown to hate it.
Finally, he'd had the nerve to bring up having a BABY. An actual baby.
"Adopt one?" She'd asked in horror.
"No, have one," he'd smiled back like it was completely normal.
"I'm a model," she said to him. Her voice hung in the air between them, and then disappeared into the recesses of their nice, big house leaving the rest unsaid: "My body is everything."
Lexi was entertaining, but now it was time for Brittany to see if she could push things farther. She needed to know if she could use the arrangement to get her out of this ridiculous husband situation but leaving her completely blameless.
"Lexi," Brittany purred into the phone as Lexi's voicemail picked up the phone. "I had so much fun today," Brittany ran her manicured nails up the inside of her own thigh, smirking slowly. "I can't wait to see you tomorrow evening. What time are you done studying?" she asked. She knew very well that Lexi would be free whenever Brittany wanted, but she wouldn't allow herself to look arrogant.
Hours later, the meeting for the following day was arranged. Brittany waited. She'd studied up various drugs and their dosings. She just needed to figure out how she could use enough to drug her husband without knocking him out.
"Baby," he whispered in her ear as he came home from work and scooted up behind her. His arms wrapped around her suggestively. She knew she looked stunning in her newest 'little black dress.' She'd put on his favorite diamond earrings, the anniversary pair that she normally ignored.
"Hey there handsome," she answered, kissing him on the mouth. "Does this taste ok?" she asked, handing him a cup of the concoction she had been mixing. "I was planning on serving it when the girls come over," she lied. There was only one girl coming over, and she was certainly not drinking this stuff.
He sipped slowly. "MM" he cringed, "That might be a little too strong for the girls, don't you think?" he laughed. Brittany allowed her face to fall into mock dismay.
"Oh no! I had been afraid of that ..."
"That's okay," he said, "I'll drink this. I've got a few papers to do and then I'll be out to greet your friends like a good little hubby," he winked.
"I know you will," She smiled and hid the intonation in her voice, "Thanks babe. At least it won't go to waste. What do you think, double the lemonade or halve the vodka?"
"Both!" he said, raising his eyebrows. He took the glass, the pitcher, and disappeared into his office. Phase one complete.
The bell rang, not a moment too soon. Lexi had dressed for the occasion as well, just as Brittany had asked. She wore the same little black dress, both purchased on yesterday's mall excursion, and a pair of diamond studs.
Brittany hugged her lithe body and beckoned her to come inside.
"Drink?" Brittany asked Lexi, offering out the Martinis she had made.
"Of course mistress," Lexi bowed her head and accepted. Brittany felt a curling sensation in her gut as Lexi said the word. The evening was going perfectly. She had considered back and forth whether Lexi may need some of the 'medicine' too, but she had decided that it would be best if not - she wanted Lexi to obey her flawlessly. So far, it looked promising.
------- Lexi ---
Lexi sipped her drink and looked adoringly at Brittany. She was thankful for the black dress, because it hid the anticipation she knew was forming between her legs. She knew Brittany had something planned for this evening and she was dying to see what it was.
Brittany turned on the TV and pushed a rented movie into the DVD slot. "My husband's home right now," she said without further explanation. Lexi nodded, catching the drift. Lexi had already put together that Brittany's husband didn't know her at all.
"What's he called again?" Lexi asked, "It would probably look bad if I didn't know his name and he happened to come out." Lexi added.
Brittany smiled graciously. "Of course. His name is Eric. I am sure you will get to meet him this evening." Brittany mused.
About halfway through the movie, Brittany startled Lexi by yelling "ERIC! Aren't you going to come meet my friends?"
"Friends?" Thought Lexi, looking around wildly as though people might have materialized in the room with them.
"Of course," came the muffled answer. He materialized moments later from the back room, looking around as Lexi had done. "Where is everyone?" he asked.
"They've all gone home NOW of course," Brittany laughed. Lexi, bewildered, said nothing. "But you remember Lexi," Brittany suggested.
"OH, oh yes," he said, looking flustered. "I don't know how it got so late. I am so sorry I didn't make an -"
"Nevermind," Brittany smoothed. She got up and walked toward him in a slow, sultry, romantic way that made Lexi feel like she shouldn't be watching. A pang of jealousy shot through her body. Would he be having Brittany tonight instead of her having Brittany?
"Why don't you show Lexi upstairs," Brittany suggested. Lexi crinkled her brow wondering if she had heard wrong. Eric didn't move. "Eric," Brittany said sweetly, "why don't you pick Lexi up, and take her upstairs for me. TO the guest room." Brittany said. Eric bent, through Lexi over his shoulder in a most embarrassing way, and headed for the stairs.
"Perfect," Brittany said. "Don't worry Lexi, I'm right behind you. And what a wonderful view of that pussy I'm getting, too. Can you spread those thighs for me baby?"
Lexi struggled to follow instructions but Eric was roughly pounding his way up the stairs, his shoulder pushing into her belly in a most uncomfortable way. "Good girl," Brittany said anyway. "I hope you don't mind if we try something different this evening."
Lexi had already gathered that something was different, but she was sure Brittany's husband would never allow a 3 way and yet that's what it looked like was happening.
