An Agreement Is Reached

We were to meet him at a restaurant, the clothing I selected would be perfect; a white summer dress buttons down the front, sandals and a simple necklace. That was it, no bra or panties, the buttons of the dress were undone from the top so show off the curve of my breast and from the hem to show off much of my thigh. Looking into the mirror, liking what I saw, my nipples harden pressing against the fabric.

At the restaurant we selected an out of the way booth at the rear, offering us some privacy. Sitting across of one another the waitress stopped by for drink orders.

"Honey, let's have some wine," I smiled.

"Anything you wish, love," he responded.

I ordered a bottle of wine, "bring three glasses please, we are waiting for a friend," I stated.

The wine was served, I slide my hand to my thighs and unbuttoned two more buttons, I was now open to my navel. Unbuttoning another top button, the dress fell away to expose my nipple to anyone sitting next to me.

He arrived, neither of us had met him before but he came with very good references. A charming smile, polite, well dressed.

"Good afternoon, I am Pete, I hope this day is well for both of you?" he spoke with delight. "You must be Lori? Sheri spoke highly of you; I can see why." He smiled.

I rose to meet him, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him. Not on the cheek but fully on the lips, forcing my tongue into his mouth, one hand sliding down his back cupping his butt. If he had any doubts about my intention they would of vanished.

He slid in next to me in the booth.

"May I present my cuckhold, Robert. Robert, this is a very good friend of Sheri's, Pete. He knows what men like you crave," I stated.

Robert simply nodded.

"Sheri, says that she and her husband are very close friends with you, I smiled.

"Yes, we have no secrets and there is a special arrangement between us," he replied.

"We would like the same thing, you can have full access to both of us, all I ask is that you make Robert a complete cuckhold," I stated.

"In the same way as Sheri's husband?" Pete asked.

"Yes exactly," I replied, "Right, Robert?

Robert simply nodded. I felt Pete hand on the inside of my thigh, an inch from my wet pussy. Leaning into him encouraging him to explore further.

"Tell Pete what you want Robert," I followed up.

"Please Lori in every way possible, fill all of her desires and yours," he mumbled.

"I see," replied Pete, "Anything else?"

"Wwwell," he stammered, "Hopefully, you have a few friends you would be willing to share her with?"

"I do," replied Pete, "And what about you?"

"I, um, I will be your clean up boi, your fluffer, your bitch," Robert stammered.

"Tell Pete what you want to learn to do? I encouraged, leaning forward all but offering my breast to Pete

"To be a very good cocksucker and fuck toy to you and your buddies," blushed Robert.

"In return for pleasing Lori."

"That can be arranged," Pete simply stated, as his fingers found my clit.

"We have an agreement then," I smiled.

I deeply kissed Pete as he slid two fingers deep into my soaked cunt. As the waitress returned, slightly startled to see the unexpected arrangement.

"We will have another bottle of wine," Pete stated.

"We have something to celebrate," I added.

"Oh, nice," replied the very confused waitress at this point.

Pete removed his fingers from my cunt and put them to Robert's face. Obediently, Robert licked them clean, blushing as the waitress's jaw dropped watching what unfolded. The waitress left to get the wine.

Pete and I went into full make out mode as Robert looked on. The waitress returned catching a glimpse of the end of the session.

The wine served we toasted to a new friendship. I was so looking forward to this arrangement, my inner slut was going to be released and I was going to watch Robert with other men. A shiver ran through my body at the prospects.

The wine finished, everyone was glowing.

"Let's go home and get the ball rolling," I stated.

We rose to leave the restaurant, Pete and I hand in hand, Robert trailing like a good cuck. Forgetting to button up, I turned several heads as we approached the door. The waitress held the door open for us as we exited. Her hand pressing against Pete's hand. A piece of paper and a phone number.

"I will ride with Pete, so he will not get lost," I told Robert, as I unbuttoned the last two buttons letting the dress fall off my shoulders. Entering Pete's car naked for the ride home.

Too be continued