Somewhat bewildered by the turn of events, I stood staring out the window, watching Jessica's car back into the street and speed away. Had I gotten myself into another situation, where I would be sorry for my behavior? Taking a deep breath, I sighed and realized that it couldn't be all that bad. I know that I had enjoyed myself and thought that Jessica had too. Still, somewhat perplexed, by the situation, I turned and took notice of things around me.
Everything in the room was in order and I wandered into the kitchen. I took the coffee pot and brewed another pot of coffee. Sometimes the world looks like a better place when seen over the rim of a good hot cup of coffee. A quick inspection of the refrigerator yielded a jar of jam and while the coffee perked, I toasted a slice of bread. A few minutes later, I was clearing away my mess, and poured myself another cup of coffee.
Although, I was nude around home a lot, being nude and without a robe or anything in a strange home was a little bit intimidating. I sipped my coffee and let my mind drift back over the happenings of yesterday. I realized that I had wanted it to happen as it did, and the thoughts of last night and this morning was causing my nipples to harden, again. I wandered around, admitting to myself that being nude and helpless was a problem that I had brought on myself and I just had to make the best of it.
I had no idea as to what Jessica might demand of me, but it was obvious that I could not escape with no clothes to wear. I resigned myself to my fate and thought I should try to gain her favor by doing some house work. Putting my cup away, I went into the bedroom. The large bed was still rumbled and unmade. The thoughts of the acts that were committed in that bed was enough to cause me to get slightly wet. As I made the bed, my breasts swung back and forth, further exciting me.
I straightened the room, and started to leave, when I noticed a white piece of fabric lying just under the edge of the bed. I bent over, feeling the tug of my breasts swinging forward and the cool morning air caressing my damp pussy. I retrieved the fabric and realized that it was a pair of Jessica's panties. For some reason, I brought them up to my nose, smelled the heady aroma of Jessica's pussy and immediately thought of the pleasures of last night. Taking another look around, I saw Jessica's closet and wandered over to it.
Feeling somewhat strange and embarrassed by invading her privacy, I opened the door and saw a neat and orderly rack of clothes. There were Dresses, skirts and blouses, Coats of many styles, even a long trench coat style that would have been perfect for wearing to the mall with nothing on under it. I wonder if Jessica would be interested in doing that, someday? I though about wearing the coat to cover my naked body, but decided against it as I knew that Jessica had wanted me to stay naked as she had said that I was to remain as a slave should, Naked..
I wandered next to the chest-of-drawers. Pulling each one open revealed a wide variety of styles and colors of intimate body wear. Panties, Thongs, Teddies, Camisoles, Gowns of all kinds, both lounging and sleeping.... I admit that it was a very impressive collection. Closing the drawers, quietly, I slipped from the room, admonishing myself for invading Jessica's privacy as I had. I went into the living room and sat on the sofa, remembering that this was where it all started. Without thinking, I lifted my hand to my nose, almost surprised of the fact that I still had Jessica's panties in my hand.
In a magazine stand beside the sofa, I found a stack of books and magazines. As I went through them, looking for something to pass the time with, I realized that there were a few erotic novels but also a book titled, "My Secret Garden". I paged through it a bit and realized that it was written about female masturbation. The book detailed the fantasies of the women who had contributed to the Author about their favorite fantasies they used as an aid to their masturbation acts. I began to read...
The fantasies were very detailed and covered a wide range of sexual activities, most of which I was very familiar with. The range was wide and completely covered all the usual sexual acts, and went on to detail the more unusual ones, too. It covered fantasies of women who wanted to be raped, gangbanged, taken by black men and women, sex with another woman, both as submissive's and aggressors, the use of toys for sexual satisfaction, as well as using animals for sex partners.
Sex between women, seemed to be more common than fantasies about watching two men have sex, although there were some fantasies that the woman watched her man give a blow-job to another man , while she watched. This made me feel more content in my own marriage as Leon and I frequently engaged in this same sexual act. There were fantasies from the "Lesbian" side, detailing the preference between "Femme" and "Butch" desires.
I was very engrossed in reading this book, and several times, I caught myself either pinching my nipples or rubbing my clit. It would have been so easy to have masturbated several times while reading it, but was aware that Jessica had not given me permission to do so. The morning hours slipped away, and I returned to the kitchen, where I made myself a sandwich. After eating and cleaning up the table, I went into the Bathroom, where I took a shower and toweled off with the soft towels hanging near-by.
I "borrowed" some of Jessica's Body lotion and rubbed it all over my body. I do not know why, but my body was so sensitive to the touch, that my nipples hardened immediately and my cunt was very damp, and not from the shower or body lotion. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I surveyed my reflection. I saw a middle-aged female, 37 years old, actually, who was still reasonably attractive. The round fullness of my hips and thighs were my main concern. It seemed that after the birth of my children, it was a continual battle to keep the weight of my hips and thighs.
My breasts were full and firm, but did show a bit of sag. The nipples were about a 1/2 inch long and so sensitive. Even when nursing my children, I could get very excited sexually just by their sucking action on my nipples. Leon took advantage of this fact many times, taking me orally or from the rear as our children nursed at my breasts. I was always able to climax once or twice as this was happening. Of course, Leon was just as eager to suck my breasts, too. He was very helpful, when the kids were very small and didn't require the volume that I produced, by sucking the excess milk for my breasts.
Leon always said he liked to watch my breasts as they swing back and forth with my movements as I'm being fucked in the doggy position. Some men are very rough, that way, slamming into my cunt or ass-hole without regard as to how I feel about it. I suppose it is something that I will never understand as to why they want to be so hard and rough.
After finishing in the bathroom, I applied new make-up, straightened my hair and returned to the living room. Taking the Book, again, I continued to read, dipping my fingers from time to time, into my cunt for lubrication, rubbing my clit as it grew hard and erect. The thoughts of last evening with Jessica flashed through my mind as I rubbed harder and made tiny circles on my erect clit. I could almost taste the sweet nectar as it dripped from her pussy, only to be licked away by my tongue.
Too late, I felt the stirrings of orgasm, and bucked my hips up and down, driving my fingers deep into my cunt, feeling the forceful contractions of my pussy as it squeezed and clinched. Unable to stop, I raced up to my peak and toppled down, breathing heavily, as my cunt seeped it's juices out around my deeply embedded fingers. So relaxed, and sexually satisfied, I drifted off to sleep, wishing that I had Jessica to cuddle up to, to hold tight against me as I did last night.
I must have slept soundly for an hour or more. Then, in the background of my mind, I heard small sounds of movement and laughter. Sleepily, I opened my eyes to see Jessica standing beside the sofa, smiling down at me. I sat up, trying not to look so surprised. She must have returned home early, but I was glad to see her. Just then, I became aware of another person in the room. I focused my eyes a little to the left of Jessica and saw the form of another woman. She was tall, had very long, black hair and the most sparkling, blue eyes that I had ever seen. I must admit that I was somewhat embarrassed by being nude and the two women staring down at me so intently.
I stood up, quickly, but a look of displeasure crossed the face of the beautiful, tall woman beside Jessica, and I immediately recognized the look of dominance in the flashing blue eyes and the stern smile on her soft, red lips. Wanting to correct my mistake, I immediately sank to my knees before them and spoke softly. "I'm sorry, Ma'am! It won't happen, again."
"Well, Jessica! You do have a real find here. A submissive that knows her place!" The tall, beautiful woman spoke softly.
"Yes, Helen! She is a very experienced submissive. I have not found out too much about her, as she just came to me on a whim. Maybe we can become better aquatinted with her, now." Jessica spoke to me, "Lorraine, this is my good friend, Helen. I have told her about you and she wants to meet you. Please, Stand so that she might see you better."
I quickly got to my feet, standing still before her and spoke softly. "Very pleased to meet you, Miss Helen." I could feel the sparkling blue eyes sweeping over me and despite my apprehension, my nipples began to harden as she looked upon me. I kept my eyes cast downward, but I was very much aware of her presence as she looked me over. Miss Helen completed her circle of me and I thought she was through but, I felt her cool hand reach out and cup my left breast. Squeezing it gently, she molded it, lifted it and let it fall. I felt her fingers grasp the nipple, stretching it up and outward.
"Look at me!" She commanded, and I raised my eyes to her face. The long, black hair framed her beautiful face. Her skin was so milky white and with out blemish. Her full red lips were curled in a upturned smile, and the bright, blue eyes seemed to attract my eyes like magnets. Her other hand reached out and grasped my other nipple, stretching it out to match my left breast. Her fingers began to squeeze. Tighter and tighter and I felt the pain start in my nipples and spread through my breasts, then down into my tummy and the heat began to build in my pussy. She smiled again at my silence and released my nipples. I knew she was very much aware of how hard and erect they were.
