This is the fourth in Krissy's adventures, based on a pretty much factual events, with a bit of extra kinkiness thrown in for good measure.
Over the next few weeks Krissy had spent less and less time with Jon. She had a feeling that he was now more than a little bisexual in his leanings. Not that she could blame him β she herself had begun a relationship of sorts with Julia, the 23 year old from the foursome that started this new found daring nature.
Julia for her part was wrapped with Krissy. She knew that Krissy was still fucking Jon and guessed that Ryan was getting some too, but she didn't mind. Krissy was quite happy for her young lover to get screwed by others too. A couple of times they had even been out clubbing together, yet gone home separately with a stud each.
More often though, they took the drinks offered, teased the buyers, but then went home together. Krissy was definitely in charge, but Julia was happy with that. She liked to be dominated some, and Krissy judged it to perfection, before ensuring that Julia had her relief too, once she herself was satisfied.
A couple of times, Krissy had been seen around the clubs by her old friends, on the whole themselves thirtysomethings, so obviously intimate with her new younger buddy. They were used to Krissy being tactile with girls β weren't they all? β but this seemed a more absorbing relationship altogether.
Eventually it was Angie, the prettiest but most forthright of Krissy's friends who asked the question. Angie was a thirty year old Air Stewardess, married but was always open to a little frolicking, so long as it was nothing too serious. She had plenty of admirers too. Long dark hair, a slim physique, a permanent tan and great dress sense ensured that.
Like Krissy, she had small tits, but an almost boyish ass. Krissy had seen Angie in her underwear on lots of occasions and even before her new found love of the female form, had admired what she saw. That said, Angie wasn't the sharpest tool in the box. She had that streetwise quality that helped her fight her corner. Also, a broad local accent and the odd dumb blonde comment contradicted her sophisticated look.
Stood together at the bar of the club, Angie and Kris were watching Julia dancing on the small floor not far away, as usual fighting the guys off as she did her thing.
"You seem to be seeing a lot of Julia at the moment" ventured Angie. "What is it with you two then? What do you see in her?"
Krissy had never really thought about this question. There wasn't really the tone that suspected the true nature of her relationship with Julia, more just that of a mate a bit pissed of for not being top of the friend's heap any longer. Krissy felt a devilish urge to shock Angie there and then with a revealing of the truth.
Just about to speak, she stopped herself and let a smile pass across her lips. Angie looked puzzled. Krissy had just seen her friend's beauty again, and an opportunity to see yet more of it in the flesh.
"I'll tell you what Angie, lets clear off out of here, back to my place and you can get to know Julia a bit better in the quiet and over a drink. You'll soon see why I like her so much. What do you say?"
The nodded and smiling response was instant, Angie glad to still feel that Krissy would welcome her into her confidence. They collected Julia from the dancefloor and she willingly came along.
Back at the flat, a beautiful one bedroom apartment, with a huge lounge and sumptuous dΓ©cor, Angie excused herself for a few minutes while Krissy poured them all stiff drinks. Quickly Krissy took Julia to one side, kissed her passionately and asked her what she thought of Angie.
"She's gorgeous Krissy β you sure have some good looking friends".
"Well just follow my lead and we might have some fun with her tonight!" Krissy said wickedly.