Alice's progress
Chris, her father-in-law, passed away after an intense heart attack. The first-responders found him naked in bed, after his younger lover called in the emergency. They were uncomfortable breaking the news to Jane, David, and Mark.
Jane took the news well. In some ways, Alice got the impression that Jane was relieved and seemed to enjoy her new found independence. Mark was taken aback; David moved on to his own gay adventures. Alice moved into her own two-bedroom apartment and was located a little further away from her mother-in-law, Jane. For security, she had installed well hidden close-circuit cameras inside and outside of the apartment.
Jane reached out to Alice often. She got closer to Alice than ever before. Though Jane's affair with Brandon Jones continued, she desired more than this regular black cock. After Chris passed, she wanted to be free-spirited and explore the world that she felt she was missing out. She convinced Alice to include her in her activities.
Encouraged, Alice began to build her own practice with housewives who had similar desires. She felt like a 'Madam' with her own black book of resources to serve her clients. Including Alice and Jane, there were about eight housewives who served through her practice. The competition was stiff, with online service providers like 'Tinder', 'Bumble', and others. Alice maintained a discreet select clientele. Alice had no online presence. She wanted her practice to grow by referrals and word-of-mouth. She kept the business to her regular customers, with an occasional service to new referrals. Her selection process was a bit different than how she was recruited. She focused on her client's needs and then targeted potential housewives and mature single women. She joined local meetup groups, libraries, health-centers, and other recreational activity clubs. Having Jane as a member helped. Jane had a shy and disarming demeanor that allowed Alice to easily vet potential pussies that needed attention. She recruited Brandon Jones as a guard to give a sense of security for Alice's housewives.
Business was good. The practice flourishing and there was a steady flow of income. Alice changed the code for business. The housewives list and the clientele were maintained separately. Housewives were discouraged to share their personal information with the clients. They did that at their own risk. The clients were not allowed to reach out to the housewives directly. All communication had to go through Alice or Jane. Money was deposited into a central account. On-site and after-service gratuity was the housewives to keep.
Alice now, was in a good physical shape, cut her hair short like Juliet Anderson - also known as Aunt Peg (porn star). Her breasts began to droop a bit, but she was okay with their maturity. Her sexual adventures continued. She was getting tired of the same old, repetitive, and usual requests. She had her fill, literally speaking, of cocks. She wanted more. She needed the excitement and simulation. Someone to rekindle her imagination. One, who like her, believes that 'Brain is a wonderful sex organ.'
Familiar Face
Sunday morning, Jane convinced Alice to go to church with her. Alice was amused when she told her that there was rich talent that could be exploited and also potential clients who are looking for salvation.
After the morning prayers, Jane introduced Alice to a mature woman. She looked like she was in her early 50s, unusually tall - about six feet plus, broad shoulders, and well-proportioned body. Alice could not help notice her features. She felt she looked familiar.
Jane knew her from before. She got the three women together at the entrance.
"Irene! How have you been?"
The big tall woman turned to Jane and exchanged a body hug. The church pastor looked on as the ladies loudly exchanged pleasantries.
Jane turned to Alice.
"Alice, this is Irene. We go way back to our college years."
Alice smiled. She extended her hand to greet her. Irene large hands firmly gripped hers. Alice's mind was racing to figure out if she had met her before. She has seen her face before. Irene looked into her eyes, still holding her hands.
"So nice to meet you. Jane and I are very close. She told me a lot about you."
She winked as she spoke. Alice wondered what Jane told her. She smiled back silently in return.
Alice thought to herself, "Fuck this woman is big. Wonder what she is into?"
Irene moved closer to Alice, gripping her hand hard, "I want in."
Jane laughed, "let's not discuss this here."
Alice still wondered, "Where have I seen this face before?"
She released her hands from Irene's grip. The three women walked to the car.
"Do you need a ride home?" asked Jane as she opened the door.
Irene looked around "No, there comes my ride."
Alice was seated in the driver's seat with the engine now running. Irene's ride, a black BMW, pulled in front of them. A handsome young man stepped out from the driver's side and a petite slim blonde from the passenger's side.
Alice recognized him immediately. She rolled her windows down. Irene had them over to meet Jane. Jane gave them motherly hugs. Then Irene had them walk over to Alice.
"Oh! Hi there." He was overjoyed to meet her.
Alice turned the engine off and stepped out of the car. Irene looked on as her son gave Alice a body hug.
"You two know each other."
"Yeah mom. We have met few times."
"Ted, come on. Introduce me" the petite girl, clinging onto his arm, begged him.
"This is Jesse." His hands moved up and down his girl's back.
Irene looked on as Alice continued, "My! Ted. You have grown."
"You look so different. I like your hair." He responded.
Observing the way her son looked at Alice, both Jane and she knew Alice had Ted in her. They exchanged a knowing smile.
Self Pleasure
Alice drove Jane home. There was silence in the car. The car radio played a vintage "Every Breath You Take" by Police. Alice felt watched.
Jane got out of the car and walked around to the driver's side. She bent down to Alice "I understand client confidentiality. In this case, I will expect details from you."
Alice looked back in silence.
"Don't hide from me. I can smell your wet cunt from a distance."
Alice's panties were soaking wet thinking of Ted; tender sensitive nipples were erect and pressing through her bra. Jane gave her a naughty smile and walked back to her place.
Alice drove quickly back to her place with one hand on the steering wheel, the other stroking her lips over her drenched panties. She needed to cum.
Pulling into the garage, she was weak at her knees. She could barely walk to her apartment. She shut the door behind her and dropped her clothes waist down. She sat on the couch and place both her hands on her Brazilian waxed cunt. Dipping her right hand's fingers into her vagina, she rubbed her clit with her left hands in a round circular fashion. Her eyes closed.
She moaned and grunted. Alone in the house, she did not care. She was loud.
