Shellie and her best friend Laurie went shopping together. They had only become friends recently but they were very close. They had fallen into together well and shared many things. Shellie was married and Laurie wasn't but they still talked a lot about men whenever they got together. Tonight, they only shopped for a few minutes before ending up at a bar in the mall they went to. When they sat down, Laurie pointed out to her friend a man was watching them. He was waiting for his wife to come out of the bathroom but stared at the two ladies. They were both in their late 30s and dressed well and looked good. Shellie was a blonde at least this week. She'd had her hair done and was just a few shades darker than platinum blonde. In contrast, her best friend was a brunette with short straight hair.
Both women were dressed in business attire because they had come from work. They had on tailored blouses, not very revealing but they were fitted and showed their upper bodies well. Neither's skirt too revealing but they weren't too long. Each had a skirt that went just past her knees when standing and they both had very nice legs. That was what the man was staring at. He was trying not to be noticed but Laurie was encouraging him. When she sat, she crossed her legs in a way that accidentally exposed most of her leg and showed just a little stocking top. She most often wore stockings with distinctive tops maybe because she so often showed them off accidentally.
Laurie leaned over to her friend, "Now that he knows I have stockings on and he's finished watching your cute ass wiggle all the way to the table, I bet he's nice and hard for when his wife or whatever she is gets out."
Shellie giggled. "Laurie, you're terrible, you want to give the poor man a heart attack?"
But Laurie was feeling frisky. "I want to make sure the whole time he's eating or drinking with his wife he's hard as a rock and it's because of me. If I wanted to I could go over here and steal him away right now."
Shellie looked at the man who was suddenly looking at the painting on the wall as his wife returned and then rolled her eyes. "Troublemaker! You know you don't mean that."
They ordered drinks before Laurie leaned forward and got real serious. "Don't you think it would be fun to tease that man while he sits with his wife and he can't help himself then follow him when he gets up to go to the bathroom and then do something while she sits there? Do you know how erotic it would be to be with a man with his wife nearby? Like stealing him away or proving a power you had over men and over her?"
Shellie's voice faltered as she tried to answer while looking at the couple who had no idea they were being talked about. "So she would have no idea that her husband came back and had been, um, intimate? Laurie, that's such a terrible naughty fantasy. I'm thinking about the woman, this man's wife, what she doesn't know about her husband, and if she wants to find out."
Laurie kept whispering, "Yeah, Shellie, think about the wife. She has no idea and maybe she never will or maybe she will find out. Maybe one time she will walk in and find me and him. But you know what? I wouldn't stop. I'd just look at her and keep going. Shellie, you have no idea how wet this is making me."
Shellie wasn't shocked. Her conversations with Laurie were often very risqué. They talked about things that neither could discuss with other people a lot. To most of the outside world they each seemed a little more on the conservative side but with each other they were comfortable admitting their sexual interests and sometimes odd fetishes or fantasies. But this was a very bold one that Laurie was describing.
Shellie looked at Laurie and smiled. Laurie was enjoying her fantasy and she could see it in her face even if she hadn't naughtily mentioned her wetness.
"You are really enjoying your little fantasy you wicked slut. I can just see you sitting on a husband and riding him while his wife stares at you in shock. That's a pretty bold move. And what would the wife do? I'd probably smack you and then smack him to put you both in your place. Or maybe I'd be too shocked at first to even react and forced to stare for a few minutes while this other woman was doing my guy. What a dirty twisted mind you have to even make me think these thoughts!" But the way she said it wasn't angry but teasing and a little lustful.
Laurie looked at her lustfully. "You're just as wicked a slut as I am aren't you? You know you're thinking about the same thing right now. And it's making us both wet. Maybe I should do the guy in the bathroom and let you watch or do you want to seduce his wife to distract her and give me more time? You know what I think? I think, no, I know you are more of a slut than I am. And you're encouraging me aren't you? You don't want to smack me, you want to see me do it don't you? You don't want to hear about the time in high school I stole my friend's boyfriend and then made out with him at the same party do you? That might be too wicked for your pure and pristine little mind. It might shock you if you weren't a saucy slut yourself or maybe it might make you want to touch yourself even though we are in public. But that was just high school fun. You don't want to think about how twisted an idea it would be for me to take a man, any man I wanted to take, even if he was married, especially if he was married, and not care what his wife thought. That's too dirty for my innocent Shellie."
The way Laurie said innocent was very sarcastic and with a teasing smile. The reality was that she knew her friend really well and could see how this slightly out of control fantasy was turning her married friend on. It was turning herself on too and was a fantasy she had always had and was more familiar with than her friend knew.
Shellie was also enjoying the banter. She always did and her drinks nights and shopping nights with Laurie were her favorite things. There was an erotic release to their chats and she felt closer to Laurie than to anyone in her life. Laurie was also very good at scratching various erotic itches in Shellie. The fetishes and wonderful perversions that Laurie helped her think of were always the subject of her solo fantasies for many nights. This one was very twisted and it was even more exciting for how twisted it was. The anonymous couple minding their own business had no idea the two friends were painting their dark fantasies over them.
Shellie looked at her friend, eyes filled with lust and voice hoarse with desire, whispering "too dirty for me? Nothing is too dirty for me you depraved vixen. And you know it. My regret is that I can't walk over to that table and turn it into the site of a four way orgy. Remind me to bring my camera when you fuck your next married man." Shellie in her pleasure spit the word fuck out like a weapon, the vulgar swear word making her feel every bit more slutty.
Laurie was pleased with her own ability to manipulate Shellie. But inside she knew it wasn't just a dirty fantasy she thought up to turn on her friend. In her mind the fantasy was hers and her words were making herself wetter by the minute. Every word excited herself and every expression of her friends face made it more intense.
Laurie continued the fantasy. "No cameras for my curious whore. That's what you are, Shellie, a curious whore. No you will watch. I want you to watch. You might need a chair to be tied up on while you watch, your hands restrained so you can only watch. You get to enjoy my pleasure not your own. Watching me take what I want and use who I want. He's married but I want him and he's going to enjoy being inside of me not his little wife. Maybe I'll even do him in her bed. What do you think of that little miss pervert?"
Laurie finished her drink and was shaking with her little fantasy. Shellie opened her mouth to talk and struggled. She was so excited she was surprised there wasn't a puddle under her chair. Laurie made her knees weak with her wicked imagination. Finally she found her voice.
"I want to watch you and everything you do all the time. You are a filthy pervert with the most awful thoughts and all I can think is how desperately I need to go home right now and masturbate."
