After a brief foray to 'Group Sex' for Part 4,
Jade
is back in her spiritual home. Even though this story doesn't feature girl-girl action, it's a precursor to a bit of Sapphic shenanigans. So think of it as a moment for our heroine to recalibrate and recharge the batteries. Of course, I could have put it in 'Loving Wives', but the residents there don't approve of attractive ladies putting it about...
14
He'd come in for a check-up and the chemistry was instant. Mr Landon was a man of more or less her own age and Jade knew she must have him. Like her, he was married. He'd even mentioned that his wife had recommended her to him, but Jade had no idea who she might be. She went by her maiden name - that much was obvious.
At that first appointment she managed to find a tooth that could use a filling. She knew it wasn't something that needed fixing urgently, but then again she knew that
she
needed fixing urgently. She told him she could only make it a 5.30pm appointment, because that way she could tell the receptionist to leave early. Her dental hygienist would be released after the filling had been done but Jade would ask the patient to stay a little longer so she could 'perform an assessment and make any necessary adjustments.' It was total baloney of course but she hardly thought he would raise any objections.
She felt guilty about betraying Hunter, so guilty that she confessed what she intended to do when they were in bed the evening before the big day. She told him she wouldn't bring her plan to fruition if he told her he didn't want her to do it. Hunter thought for a while (he knew his wife wasn't really into guys) and asked her what attracted her to this man so much. When she told him it was the way he looked at her, the way he touched her arm when thanking her after the first appointment, he was really none the wiser. It was only when she told him that he was married and she found the idea of illicit sex so arousing, he understood a whole lot better. He had only to think of his seduction by Angela to appreciate the depth of his wife's lust.
By way of an answer, Hunter took Jade in his arms and guided his penis inside her. He made love to her with a violence she had never known - not just once, but twice, before they finally fell asleep. In the morning, while they were having the breakfast he had prepared, he told her he wanted her to give herself to the man. His only condition was that she should tell him all about it afterwards - omitting no details.
How the day dragged for Jade as she waited for her last appointment. Finally, the receptionist popped her head round the door to let her know that Mr Landon was there and that she would lock up on the way out to make sure no one else entered the clinic. Jade (clad in her usual surgical gown, facemask and thin latex gloves) told her to show the patient through. Jade pretended to busy with other stuff when he came in, but looked up long enough to respond to his hearty 'Good evening, Dr Lee' with a 'Please take a seat, I'll be with you in a moment' of her own.
After a minute or so, Jade sat down next to the patient and started to make preparations for the simple procedure she was about to perform. The anaesthetic having been given, she drilled the cavity out and put the amalgam in place. When she told the hygienist she could go, the woman quickly put the various instruments away and left the room quietly, without even a word of goodbye to her employer.
'I just need to check that everything is as it should be,' said Jade. 'Then you can be on your way.'
Mr Landon had made an effort with his wardrobe, favouring ripped denims paired with Converse shoes and a burgundy tee. Jade thought she could discern the outline of an erection in the jeans. If she was mistaken now, she knew she wouldn't be in a few minutes when she made her move.
Under her gown, she had put on a really slutty outfit: a figure-hugging sleeveless black knit mini dress with a single shoulder neckline, with fabric cut out at both top and bottom - the gaps at chest and thigh traversed by ornamental safety pins. She had even brought 4-inch black heels, which she would slip into when she performed her metamorphosis. That time was coming soon; there was only so much tinkering about in his mouth that she could do.
'Right!' she said in her ultra professional voice. 'We're all done. Unless you feel any discomfort or swelling.'
Mr Landon could hardly believe his ears. The object of his fantasies was coming onto him. 'Faint heart never won fair maiden,' he told himself.
'Well, since you mention it, I have a swelling which is causing me considerable discomfort. It's been doing so every night when I go to bed, and it's been going on ever since my first visit.'
'Have you told your wife?' Jade asked, still using her work voice.
'How can I? She wouldn't approve.'
Jade couldn't resist prying into his private life a little bit. Men will tell you anything if it will earn them a fuck.
'Have you been married long?'
'Seven months,' Mr Landon replied.
'Wow!' thought Jade. 'Wait until Hunter hears that. The guy's hardly off his honeymoon.'
'Do you think I can help you with your little problem?' teased Jade, the stress on the word 'little'.
'I hope so. You seem to have all the right tools.'
'This bloke's got good patter,' Jade thought.
She decided it was time to shift gear, both literally and figuratively. First, unseen by Mr Landon, she swapped her sensible flat-soled shoes for the heels. Then she took off her gloves, mask and gown, let down her long hair, shook it out like a girl in a motorcycle commercial and turned to face her prey.
'Fucking hell!' was all that the handsome newlywed could get out.
'Will this help ease your discomfort, do you think?'
'Fucking hell!'
He was like a broken record.
'And the swelling?'
'Oh my fucking god!' he answered from somewhere up there in the clouds.
'I want you to undress me, lay me down on the chair and fuck me. Do you think you can manage that?'
'I can't believe this is happening,' the patient responded.
'I can see that, but I asked you a question. Will you fuck me or won't you?'
The lewd language coming from the mouth of what he had thought was a sweet Oriental professional woman was almost too much for him to process. Almost, but not quite.
'I feel the happiest man on the planet to be given that privilege.'
Jade would remember to tell Hunter that line. That's how to make a girl feel special.
'Okay, I'll take that as a yes. Now, get off your butt and get me out of these clothes.'
Mr Landon was in such a state that he tried to undo the safety pin at the top of Jade's skimpy dress.
'Try the zip at the back,' she said with playful mockery, which, in his unbearably aroused state he interpreted as derision.
She turned around to make the job easier for him, as if he were a particularly obtuse student. His hands shaking, he had to make several attempts before he managed the simple task. Turning slowly round, she presented her superb breasts to him: firm mounds with brown areoles and dark pink nipples.
'Fuck!' was all he managed by way of a response.
Jade took this as a compliment.
'Are you going to finish what you've started?' Jade asked him coquettishly. 'Or are you getting cold feet?'
Mr Landon pulled the dress down, and Jade stepped out of it very slowly, her eyes not leaving his. But his eyes had already moved from her breasts to her black thong and its barely covered resident.
'Well, are you a man or aren't you?' Jade asked him, placing a finger lightly on her cleft, her thong losing its convex shape as the material became glued to her sticky slit.
'Oh, fuck!' he crooned, as he put his hands above her hips and slowly pulled down her apology for a pair of panties.
'God!' he exclaimed, as her sparkling pussy was revealed.