2. Claudia and Zara
"He just seems to have lost all interest," and Claudia nodded in sympathy and waved the waitress, who wanted to know if they required anything else, away.
Her best friend Zara had, like her, got married young but her husband, who was also good friends with Pierre, had never been interested in children and now seemed to have lost all interest in sex.
"Maybe I should get my pussy waxed and my tits pierced, and that would get him going," said Zara with a dry laugh.
"Yeah, you should," nodded Claudia in agreement, and there was a pause and a funny look from Zara.
"Eh, you're saying I
should
get my tits pierced and my pussy waxed?"
"Yes you should, I did," and she loved the incredulous look on her best friend's face.
"No fucking way!" exclaimed Zara.
Claudia had a quick look around, they were in a secluded part of the restaurant, before she opened her blouse, pulled it one side and scooped one of her heavy tits out of its bra cup to show her. One of Zara's hands clamped over her mouth in disbelief and she had so many questions. She also loved her friend's pierced tit, she thought it was beautiful.
"What the fuck? What is going on with you girl? What did Pierre say? Does he like it?"
"Pierre loves my waxed pussy and my pierced breasts Zara but I did it for me first and him second but I have to admit, because of this, and other things, our relationship caught fire again and we fuck like rabbits all the time, everywhere and are open to anything and everything," and Zara stared at her with her mouth open in wonder.
"Listen Zara, I do love Pierre and he loves me but we are even more interested in pleasure, we really enjoy fucking, dressing up and roleplay and I think you should give something a try with your husband," and Zara waited expectantly but Claudia didn't elaborate and instead came to a quick decision.
"I'll have to show you," and she picked up her mobile and rang her personal assistant.
"Agnès? Cancel any appointments I have this afternoon. I won't be in, okay? Thanks," and she hung up.
"Okay, come home with me."
And they paid and went out to Claudia's car. Twenty minutes later they parked in her underground garage and took the lift up. They climbed the carpeted staircase, passing the point where Pierre had handcuffed her and eaten her out but that could apply to just about anywhere in the house now, thought Claudia. They'd had passionate sex all over the house by this stage on multiple occasions. They entered her huge bedroom and she asked Zara to wait ten minutes and her best friend took a seat on the small couch as her friend entered her walk-in closet.
Zara had a strange sensation, something she hadn't felt for quite some time. She was turned on. Mentioning waxing her pussy or getting her tits pierced had been no accident, and she had said these things hoping Claudia would pick up on them but her best friend was obviously way ahead of her. Her other friends, except for Sophie who was living temporarily in Japan, were seriously conservative and in fact until recently, Claudia had seemed just as conservative. But the last few times she'd met her it was clear that something had changed, her demeanour had been different, she seemed far more alive, more open, she had a spark to her and she appeared to be very happy, certainly far happier than she was at that point.
Her father was Claudia's father's best friend and these men were two of a kind and not in a good way. It had been originally been her father's idea that the girls would live at home and not at the university campus and Zara felt she had missed out on a lot, some major experiences, more sexual partners, experimentation, things like she'd never been with a woman and she'd been left wondering ever since what it would be like. Her father was an asshole, so was Claudia's, they were like two peas in a pod, an unpleasant pod, and the women had had good reason to comfort each other down the years. Zara did at least have the consolation that her Spanish mother had been a caring and loving parent and continued to be so.
She also couldn't help but notice how Claudia's wardrobe had changed dramatically and she thought she looked great, both sexy and attractive. Damn hot too. That afternoon she'd been wearing skinny tight jeans and black leather thigh high boots with a sexy spiked high heel and the other day she'd worn tight black leggings and thigh high suede boots and all these items matched with tops like tight black blouses and silk shirts that showed off a bit of cleavage. Zara wanted this wardrobe, she was tired of the same old, same old. And she was tired of the same old with Laurent and she had no doubt he felt the same way and she longed for some new experiences in her life, a new direction.
"Zara," she heard Claudia say, and she turned and her mouth dropped open.
Her best friend looked like a domme. She had piled her hair high on her head in a domme like ponytail leaving strands hanging down around her face. She also had blood red lips, white cheeks and her alluring eyeshadow was a different shade of red. As sexy as all this was, and it certainly was, it was what she was wearing that blew Zara's mind.
A shiny black PVC quarter cup shelf bra that left her heavy newly pierced breasts exposed and lifted them a little, long glossy PVC gloves and gleaming stretch patent leather thigh high platform boots with a four inch spike heel all topped off with a PVC officer's hat. If this wasn't enough, she was standing in front of Zara with her booted legs slightly parted and she was holding a riding crop at each end with her gloved hands and bending it every now and again. She thought her best friend looked like sex personified and she couldn't quite believe this was the same mousy girl she'd grown up with. And Zara found she was really aroused now, just looking at her firm pierced breasts was turning her on but it was the whole outfit, she'd always wanted to try fetish wear like this. She finally got her voice back.
"You look amazing Claudia, how could Pierre have resisted this? He was doomed," she laughed. "I'd love to try on a sexy outfit like this," she said wistfully.
"I was hoping you'd say that because I want to dress you," and Zara's eyes went wide with excitement.