This is my first story published here and I do not have an editor yet, please forgive any errors that I missed catching and thank you for reading my stories.
Jan. 5th 11:28 p.m.
Ellie sat up in bed with her mind lost in reliving the last half hour. Her husband John was breathing rhythmically next to her. How he could go to sleep before the sweat from their love making had even dried still amazed her - just the way men are built she supposed.
Ellie and John had been together for almost eight years at this point, married for the last four. Their relationship was not without its challenges, but it was strong, and they loved each other. John was an excellent lover - considerate, attentive, and most importantly to Ellie - she KNEW he wanted her. Lying there her mind began to wander and, not for the first time, her mind wandered to imagining John having sex with another woman. Oh, it was not because she thought he would cheat. No, it was more about imagining having a bird's eye view of him overwhelming 'her' with pleasure. Ellie had this fantasy pretty regularly, and lately it kept just popping into her head. She laid back and let it play out in her mind again and, even though John had given her two orgasms already, she quietly brought herself to a third before she fell asleep.
Jan. 11th 2:08 p.m.
Sitting at her desk in her office Ellie was desperately trying to think of what to get John this year for his birthday. They both had good jobs - John in finance at a big tech firm, and her as a project manager for an architecture firm. They lived in the pricey Back Bay of Boston, but their salaries still meant they had a fair amount to spare. This was great, but... it made it impossible to figure out what to get her husband, for any occasion. He was a pretty simple guy and liked normal stuff, but he mostly had everything he wanted. Maybe a BC hoodie?
Frustrated, she switched gears and thought for a minute about what John was planning. Every year, John booked a swanky hotel room somewhere in New England to get away from the normal routine for a big date night. He would always say it was his gift too, as their birthdays were only 10 days apart. Usually, they would find a new up-scale restaurant to try out and maybe see a show, or movie, or ice skate, or something fun. This year, Ellie knew they would be staying in Boston because John had a work event out of town and he would be gone until the Thursday night before their weekend out. Because of that he wanted to be able to stay local to Boston and not have to travel again so soon.
Jan. 17th 8:13 p.m.
John had just left town on his work trip and Ellie was sitting alone on the couch thinking about John's birthday; again. They had sex the night before he left town even though they had a big date night coming up that weekend. She was just so revved up lately... and like clockwork, her mind was not staying terribly focused on the birthday planning. Her thoughts drifted again to imagining watching John with another woman. She set her wine glass on the side table and slipped her hand under the waistband of her sweats and panties to find that she was already quite wet. Just as she let her mind go fully to the fantasy, she felt a jolt and sat straight up pulling her hand back.
Oh... oh boy... That was an interesting idea. Could she do it? How did she feel about it? What if... what if for John's birthday, she got him a girl for the night? She had kind of brought the idea up to John before, and he did not seem super interested. He had just played it off with a "Baby, I am completely happy with you." He knew that she had fantasized about watching him with another woman, but he had NO idea how often it played out in her head.
Her heart was racing as she thought about it, even her hands were shaking. Oh my... Okay, so maybe John would not really appreciate the gift. But, come on? What guy would not want to, with his wife's permission, have sex with some random girl for a night? John would enjoy it, but he still might not want to accept it. He would be worried that she was not really okay with it.
Ah! Bingo. It was not John's birthday present... it was hers. She wanted it, she wanted to watch, she wanted to see 'her' cumming with John inside her.
Holy shit... was she really going to do this? She better soak on it, she had a few days.
Jan. 18th 6:21 a.m.
"How do I find a girl?" - Ellie was talking to herself; out loud.
She had not thought about it long. She woke up completely committed to this plan, and now she was on her phone trying to figure out how to make it happen. Propositioning some girl in a bar seemed 1. too hit or miss, and 2. likely to torpedo the whole plan as she would need John on board to find the girl; and the longer it took, the less committed he would be. Okay. So, an escort service maybe?
It took all of a few minutes to find what seemed to be an exclusive, and expensive, service. So, what kind of girl? There were about twenty-five girls on the site. What would John like? He always said Ellie was just his type. She was a normal girl, a brunette with slim waste and smallish, perky boobs. So, not that. She believed John about her being his type, but the point of this was to be waaay outside of their normal.
Okay, so that left a lot of girls. She had seen the occasional girl catch John's eye -- most were blonde. So maybe a blonde? That left seven girls. Ellie knew that there were a lot of guys (and girls) who liked women with padding, but that was not what Ellie ever imagined. Down to four girls -- one with practically non-existent boobs - nope. One who had huge, fake ones - also no. Two left. One bio said the girl was from Russia, and the other from L.A. Ellie wanted to be able to talk to the girl and explain exactly what she wanted -- so L.A. it was. Her name was Leah.
There was a number on the site, but Ellie needed to get ready for work. "I am sure they take calls after 5:00, right?"
Jan. 18th 6:14 p.m.
"Hello, Black Dress Services, this is Leslie" said a silky feminine voice on the other end of the line.
"Hi, my name is Ellie. This is my first time calling, but I am looking to book time with one of your girls."
"Of course ma'am, did you have a girl in mind?"
"Yes, I am interested in Leah"
"Leah is fantastic. What kind of service did you have in mind? Leah is open for most services."
"Uh, services? What do you mean?"
"Well, Miss Ellie, we offer a range of ways to engage with our girls. Why don't you tell me what you had in mind?"
Ellie's heart hit 90 miles an hour, was she really doing this? "Uh... well... I am... I guess I want her to have sex with my husband while I watch."
"Yes ma'am, what else?"
What else? Ellie was way out of her depth. "Um, that's it I guess."
"Okay ma'am, Leah does not do anal, or BDSM. Does that meet your expectations?"
"Oh, uh... yes." Ellie had not even thought about that... She did not get that far. She just wanted a naked, beautiful girl in front of John for him to take.
"Great, did you have a date in mind?"
