Here it is - the
first
and much-requested sequel to a piece I wrote a few years back. I hope those who asked for it enjoy it - and I'm not done yet! ~~ BrettJ
*****
Linda Jamison's attitude had changed greatly over the past several months. She was now free to indulge in whatever desires she saw fit. Much of her life no longer hinged on the decisions made by Michael.
Quite a few of her saner friends had told her to divorce him. That was not a course of action Linda wanted to take at this time. It was true that he had his faults and was living a double life. Now, so was she. He was a wonderful person in so many ways. So was Linda. There was duplicity on both sides. Perhaps someday, it would catch up to the both of them β but not now. Michael had his little vice and Linda, her own. There was a difference between them, a vital one. Michael's vice lost him money. Linda's vice earned them a great deal of money, kept them out of trouble and it added to Linda's sex life. She no longer made excuses for herself. It wasn't all about the money and hadn't been for a while. Linda loved to fuck and she loved the added excitement of fucking with strangers.
The slinky brunette wiggled her way into a red latex dress that looked as if she had been poured into it. A year ago, she might have thought a woman wearing such a getup was a total slut. Now, that was fine with her. She looked at her shiny reflection in the mirror as she did her hair and makeup. Linda was looking forward to tonight. With Michael away on business β she assumed it was likely a gambling junket β she didn't even have to make excuses for her outlandish dress. Her nipples were actually tingling and if she had been wearing panties, they would have been drenched. Tonight, she was meeting with one of her favorite customers β actually, two of her favorites. They were a young couple who had actually met through swinging and used Linda's services whenever they were in town. The husband, Ken, was a stallion and very popular at the swinging parties they attended. The wife, Bambi, was a big-titted blonde who played the role of bimbo to the hilt. Only when Linda had gotten to know the wife did she learn that Bambi was actually a holder of two business degrees and a member of Mensa. When they went to the parties, Bambi used her feminine wiles to pick up any information her hubby might use in business.
It wasn't that Bambi didn't like to party β she did. The couple liked all sorts of flavors of sex and indulged in several vices. Bambi always brought something naughty for Linda to experience. The last time, they had taken the housewife-whore to a dungeon and actually introduced her to bondage. While Linda didn't much care for being tied down, she did like the clothes, especially how hot she looked in latex. It pushed her boobs up and made her look like she was a slut. In her part-time job, it worked just fine.
Bambi always wore high heels that accentuated her long legs. She was 5'10" in her bare feet and taller in heels. It was fortunate that Ken was almost 6'5". When he was fucking Linda, she managed to gasp out, between licks of Bambi's shaved pussy, that Ken's mom must have mated with a centaur. Bambi laughed at the reference and surprised their toy with the revelation that Ken's business was called Centaur Incorporated, because he was a mythology nut. When Linda went home that evening, it was with an extra $250 in tip money.
She liked Ken and Bambi so much that they were the only couple she trusted with a lot of her background. For instance, they knew her real home address. Even back in her former call girl days, she kept her private life β private. The next time Bambi and Ken were in town, she was having them over to her place. She'd give them a freebie and was still trying to think of someone she could trust enough to invite along for the ride. She wanted to swing with the attractive younger couple, but knew that Michael would never go along with it. He was a wonderful stud, but erred on the side of caution too often for his now-kinky wife. Linda knew that someone other than her husband would eventually come to mind β but would it be another man or a sexy woman? Linda knew which way she was leaning.
The bell rang and Linda composed herself. She couldn't help it, whenever Bambi and Ken were her clients, she was on pins and needles for hours. They both just made her so
horny
. She opened the front door and Bambi made one of her stellar entrances, a new black latex ensemble hugging her 36D-24-35 figure. She was in 5-inch stilettos and walked on them like they were custom made for her. Perhaps they had been, the Stone boutiques now numbered in the double digits.
"
Gawd
, let me look at you," Bambi trilled, throwing her arms around Linda for a welcoming hug and an erotic, tongue-tangling kiss. "You're still my favorite bitch, are you sure we can't convince you to party with us full-time?"
That, right there, was another of the reasons Linda adored the handsome couple. Both Bambi and Ken treated her as a person, someone they genuinely liked. Bambi called sometimes, just to say hello. Ken let his boutique staff know that Linda was a family friend and entitled to a huge discount. They sent an occasional E-Mail and both had told Linda that if she ever wanted
out
of her marriage, they would both be thrilled to have her living with them. Bambi had even suggested that when she did finally have kids, Linda would be their godmother. She loved being with them so much that she felt guilty for charging them. Ken insisted on paying, so she fudged her rate, even though the Stones could have afforded anything.
"Is that little number one of
ours?
" Bambi questioned. In response, Linda raised an eyebrow and stared at her friend.
As if
she would wear something that wasn't! Bambi giggled and hugged Linda again, mashing two nice pairs of tits together before Ken entered with a bouquet of roses. She hugged her friend and shivered, because he always made her feel fragile. The man had muscles on his muscles and Linda always thought he could break her in two. Despite that, he was a skilled and gentle lover. He could also fuck a woman until she thought she was entering another galaxy.
"Flowers, you didn't have to do that!" Linda exclaimed and looked for a vase. She wondered how she would explain them to her husband and then decided her husband probably wouldn't even notice. That bothered her a bit, but she brushed it aside and brought out her sunshine smile as she gave Ken a warm, not-yet sexy kiss.
"A man should bring flowers to a woman for no reason any time he likes," Ken smiled as he sat down on her couch. "Man Linda, you are one hot bitch in that, isn't she babe?" He addressed his wife.
"I'm already creaming looking at her," Bambi said in her usual, candid manner. Linda sat between the two of them, wondering what they had in mind.