Julie had been on the phone for hours who could she be possibly be talking to for this amount of time. I was trying to work on my book, I kept being distracted with Julie pacing up and down the hallway the conversation sounded interesting, every time I gestured to Julie who was it on the other end she just waved at me, turned and kept talking. I think Julie finally understood that I was finding it hard to concentrate, and moved to the bedroom to continue her conversation.
Writers block can be hell and I certainly have had my fair share of it, my eyes were dry and irritated staring into a computer screen for hours on end. I was so focused on trying to find the right phrase I had not noticed Julie was still talking on the phone. I swivelled around on my chair to catch her attention, she had been on the phone a long time, and instead she caught mine. I could see her through the bedroom door, still engaged in the conversation, she was admiring her body in the full length mirrors of the built in robes, I watched as she ran her hands over her blouse and turned to check to see if her butt look good in jeans, then she walked to the dressing table rummaging around in the top draw. Returning to the mirrors with a pair of earrings, she put them on and turned her head from side to side admiring them.
I watched as she unbuttoned her blouse and took off her jeans, she parted her legs and placed her hands on her hips, she pulled at her tummy and flicked her hair across her shoulders, it was amusing watching my wife checking out her body, it reminded me of some one buying a car, going over the body to see if there were any blemishes. I heard Julie say goodbye, and I quickly turned back to my computer making it look like I had been working all the time, expecting Julie to come in and tell me who she had been talking too
A few minutes had passed and Julie had not come in to the room, I turned to see watch she was up to, she was again in front of the mirrors except this time she was wearing a pink lacy bra and matching panties, I watched her pull the bra under her breasts making them push up and outward, she ran her hands gently across her nipples, she stood side on and indulged herself at how they looked, I had a perfect view I could see the front of her body in the refection of the mirrors as well as see the back of her. Julie cupped her breasts and squeezed them, stimulating her nipples with her thumbs and fingers, she ran her hands down her sides and along her legs to her knees and then moving them back up along her smooth inner thighs, she reached her panties and pulled them to one side, her fingers darting across her pussy, she stroked her trimmed blonde pubic hair, I watched as she enjoyed her own touch. Julie then stopped and walked out of my view, I assumed she had decided to go into the bathroom to finish off what she had started.
I was about return to my writing when I heard a whipping noise from the bedroom, I turned around to see what was going on, there was Julie standing in front of the mirrors with a cat of nine tails in her hands, she slowly swayed back and forth whipping her pussy and arse, her muffled groans only interrupted by the sound of leather against flesh.
Julie took of her panties and turned herself around bending over so she could view her pouting pussy in the mirrors, she spread her legs and placed the nine tails between them alternatively hitting the inside of her thighs. She then turned the whips attention to her pussy and arse, swinging the whip so that it hit the length of her cunt and the edge of the tails catching her buttocks. Each slap increased in force, her hips synchronized with each swing moving faster with the intensity of her pain. Julie was so close I knew she wanted to cum, as her cheeks reddened and her passion grew, it would be harder for her to reach orgasm as her mind traded off the pleasure of an orgasm for the pleasure of the pain.
Julie stoped whipping herself, she grabbed the handle of the cat and nine tails and pushed it deep into her wanting hole, pumping up and down as fast as she could, she ached and needed the relief, she pumped her pussy and spanked her hand across her arse dragging her nails deep into her cheeks, her knees started to shake, Julie rammed the whips handle in as deep as it would go and held it there, her legs closed around it, and her body moved up and down, she was biting her bottom lip, holding her cries of pleasure deep within her throat. Her body shaking involuntary, her juices flowed, her orgasm erupting deep inside, when the shaking stopped she pulled her make shift dildo from her still wanting cunt, she pinched her clit with her finger and thumb drawing every last ounce of pleasure from its swollen head, finally she slumped on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning Julie was unaware that I had been the number one ticket holder to her show the night before, I would keep it that way, as I did not want her to close the door next time. "Who was on the phone last night," I inquired. Julie explained it was a girlfriend called Linda she went to University with, they had gone their own ways and lost contact over the years. "So why the sudden phone call," I asked. "Divorce" Julie replied. "Linda has recently divorced, and she tracked our number down, she is only in the next State and thought we should catch up for old time sake, so I invited her to stay this weekend, if that's ok?" "Sure" I replied. The thought of having two women in the house catching up on old times, giggling and carrying on wasn't my idea of a fun time, it would mean that I could watch the football on Saturday with out too many disturbances I guess.
