Maddie and Jamie, Quean gets Cake
This is for those who enjoyed my Maddie series and / or my Jamie series. You do not have to read either series to hopefully enjoy this but reading Maddie the CuckCake Chapter 3 may help.
If Domination / submission, Lesbian or cheating stories are not your kink, you will not enjoy this essay.
To Kevin, Pamela and you who read and enjoy my attempts at writing.
Maddie and Jeff
About a month after hooking up with Jeff and his cuckqueaned wife, Jamie, I saw him alone. Well, kind of alone. He called Jamie, and she listened in on our sexual activities that night.
I have to admit, I found it rather exciting to have her there, "in spirit" so to speak. Hearing her moan and ask permission to be allowed to touch herself added to it as well.
After the second session like that, Jeff told me I could see Jamie alone if I wanted to. I gave him a "Thanks, no, thanks," reply, and we left it at that.
He and I met for lunch a couple of days later. Again he brought up me seeing his wife, alone. I again evaded the subject as our meals arrived.
"
I'd really like you to go out with Jamie sometime," Jeff added as we finished eating.
I, being slightly annoyed, replied, "Why? Just for me to lay there?" I was thinking,
'Move on, Jeff, I am not into other women.'
Change of plans
By the end of lunch, we agreed to meet up the next Wednesday after my early shift, as I have Thursday's off. " And maybe I will allow Jamie to clean me up," I added to sweeten the deal.
I was all excited to be with Jeff and have Jamie there in person this time. Then, about halfway through my shift, I got a text from Jeff. "Call me at your break." I immediately had a bad feeling about calling Jeff.
I was able to call Jeff about twenty minutes later. My fears of him canceling were confirmed as he told me he was flying out in the morning for work and would not be back until Friday. He was apologetic about the late cancellation and I knew it was not his fault, but I was disappointed for sure.
"You know you could come and just see Jamie. I would not mind that at all." Jeff added at the end.
'This again,'
I thought as I told him I would think about it.
The next hour was me slightly fuming in disappointment at not getting laid as I had mentally planned. I put on fake smiles and was polite to customers and coworkers.
I was working the counter, covering for a beak, when they came in. Two brunettes, arms entwined as they held hands. Smiling and seemingly very happy together.
I welcomed them in and took their two pumpkin cinnamon spice chai tea orders and one lemon poppy seed muffin.
They took a seat and I made their drinks and plated their muffin. I glanced at them and noticed how happy they seemed. My mood began to change.
I delivered their order and looking the one closer to me in the eye I said, "Let me know if you want..." a pause and a look into her eyes, "...anything else at all."
I did not expect an answer from them but they both smiled and gave me a look over. I simply turned and walked back to the counter. Soon I was off coverage and I sat a table to do some paperwork.
I thought about the girls, who appeared to be my age and Jamie, who was only slightly older.
'OK, Jamie is sexy. And those two seem happy.'
I shook my head, focusing on my reports.
Just before 3pm I told myself,
'Oh, why the hell not.'
I then decided to call Jamie in the morning.
I called Jamie, around 4pm, "Well, I guess you get me this time."
Jamie replied, "Are you sure? We can just wait or just have dinner, I guess." I could hear excitement in her voice, which made me smile.
"No, it is a date. Just us. I will pick you up at 7:30." Then I ended the call.
Tingles of excitement as I ended my shift.
'I am really excited about this? Am I now a lesbian...? Well not yet I guess.'
Even more, my coworker noticed I was in a very good mood. "I'm seeing a very good friend tonight," I said not wanting to reveal anymore.
My thoughts drifted back to my looking into the whole cuckold world, well the cuckquean aspect of cucking. It seems many Cakes, the Domme, are very into having "fun" with their quean sexuallly. Yes there are some Cakes like me who are not bi and are not into the other woman touching them.
I never minded another woman going down on me. A few had been rather good at it. I never felt a desire to return that favor.
'Will I tonight? I could just lie back, I presume, but maybe I need to learn more about Jamie.'
I pondered those thoughts over and over.
We're Good
I knew from my research that since I was using an Uber for a ride, that might turn sexy, that an extra tip to start and at drop off was implied. So when my driver picked me up, I gave him an extra $20 in cash. "Just in case we mess your car up." He smiled and said, "Sure thing, young Lady."
I was wearing a short red dress that had an open back with a halter style top and a very open neckline. I had added black thigh high stockings as we. I saw that the driver approved, and I hoped Jamie would too.
Jamie came to the door, her eyes wide at my dress. I took that as a good sign. We just stood there a moment before I asked, "Ready?"
Jamie wore a nice light blue peasant top with tight jeans. "I am so undressed, I should change," she said.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me. "Nonsense, you look fantastic." We walked to the car and just before we got in I turned to her and kissed her. As we ended the sexy kiss, I said "To break the ice later."
I have kissed other women before. And yes I would feel a thrill from it. Jamie, well her lips and tongue were simply delightful. I was very turned on by her and the kiss.
'Am I building this whole date up too much?'
I asked myself.
Holding her hand, I led her into our ride. "To Alexander's on Olympic," I told the driver. His grin split his face seeing Jamie next to me.
It was a twenty-minute ride. "Too bad Jeff got called away," Jame said to me.
"I think you and I can amuse ourselves." My hand on her knee, ad I sat close to her.
I winked at the driver and did a lick of my lips before I leaned over and kissed Jamie again.
Jamie seemed shocked that I kissed her so soon. Or was it that the driver was right there? Personally, my exhibitionist nature loved the audience.
"Can we text you after dinner?" I asked the driver. He told me he had another fare to get but if we took an hour he could make it back and to just use the app to request him.
We then went in and had to wait on a table. We were offered sears at the bar. Jamie looked at me but I declined, "We can wait on a table. We do not need extra drinks."
I ordered us 2 glasses of wine, once we were seated. Then I ordered us two petite rib eyes, sweet potatoes and the house salad. "Do you like steak, don't you," I asked after he waitress was gone.
Jamie nodded and I smiled at her.
'I could get used to this.'