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Disclaimer: All characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Chapter 3 - Wednesday May 3
Callie woke to Dan's alarm. She was on her back and realized her left hand was between her legs lightly brushing the nub of her clit. She felt her body shiver and slid her finger between her lips to find her pussy wet. Dan slipped out of bed and she lay still for a couple of more minutes replaying yesterday in her mind as her finger teased her pussy. She could feel her outer lips gripping her small finger,
"it feels like my pussy has gone back to normal"
she thought to herself,
"at least on the outside."
She heard the toilet flush and rolled out of bed, walking downstairs naked. She used the bathroom near the kitchen since Dan would be shaving in the master bath. As she became more fully awake felt herself getting horny.
It seemed like yesterday was one revelation after another. First she learned that she could deepthroat a ten inch cock. Then even though she had found out on Monday that James could make her cum just by fucking her, yesterday he showed that he could make her cum over and over, literally for hours. And his edict that she had to edge but couldn't cum without his permission brought her hidden submissiveness to the surface. She poured Dan's coffee into his thermos next to his breakfast for the road and leaned against the counter. Her hand slid down to her crotch and started flicking her clit.
"I'm edging for you James."
she thought to herself. She was aware that Dan would be coming downstairs any minute, but she NEEDED to keep rubbing her clit.
When they had gotten home from James' house last night they had talked, sharing with each other things they had never acknowledged out loud. Dan admitted that he wanted Callie to cuckold him by letting a hung man become her lover. And Callie craved being dominated by an Alpha male, which Dan admitted he wasn't.
"Ohgod," Callie moaned. He legs bowed out as she pressed her crotch forward. Her fingers were already slick with her juice, "Nnnnng James, I have to stop or I am going to cum!"
She pulled her hand from her crotch, taking in ragged breaths. She jumped when she heard Dan speak, "god Callie, seeing you naked in the kitchen playing with your pussy is hot enough. Hearing you say that and knowing you'll do it a lot more today while I'm gone is crazy sexy!"
She blushed as she held up her wet fingers, "Am I crazy for letting James control me like this?"
"If you are then I'm just as crazy because I have never been so turned on!" he kissed her then grabbed is breakfast and thermos. "Love you. Good luck on your interview! I know you'll blow them away. And I'll see you and James at lunch."
"Thank you. Love you too. See you later," she stood in the doorway as he got in the car and opened the garage door. He looked at her and waved. She waved back, then cupped one small tit in her right hand and slid her left back to her pussy, framing her swollen clit between her fingers. He hit his bright lights and she saw his huge smile as he backed out.
"OK Callie girl, James wants you horny, but he also wants you to be a successful woman, so let's get ready for this interview!"
She looked at her watch and went into the room where James had set up workout gear for her not long after she and Dan had moved into the house. She did a quick leg circuit before going up to shower. She soaped her pussy feeling for stubble but she still felt nice and smooth. After drying her hair she put on a little make up. She didn't need much, a fact for which she was thankful. She walked to the closet to pick her outfit. She didn't want to look too casual but wanted to look good for James and Dan at lunch.
"OK, mainly James,"
she admitted to herself. She decided on a cute black skirt that was a couple of inches above her knees but very flouncy. Her shirt was a white spaghetti strap tank that scooped low, showing just the top swells of her breasts. She put it on with a black waist length blazer that added a professional look to her outfit. Her shoes were black 3" heels with closed toes that she knew made her ass and legs look good, while still being business appropriate.
She debated going bare legged but decided she better wear hose since she wanted to impress at her interview. Dan had bought her a big collection of thigh highs, some for a garter belt but most with elastic to stay up. He had to order them from a specialty shop because she was so short. She picked out a pair of sheer black stay up style and slid them on. When she pulled them up her hand brushed her bare pussy and she realized she had forgotten panties. She laughed to herself, and found a black cotton thong that wouldn't leave panty lines. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She looked like the fresh faced college graduate shes was, dressed cute but not slutty.
Looking at her watch she saw it was 8:45. She went downstairs and out to the front porch to wait on James. She was aware of the feel of her thong pressed against her pussy. Without thinking her hand went under her skirt, and she traced the crease of her pussy up to her clit. It felt swollen already, protruding even further than it normally did. She sighed as she felt the tingle along her clit up to her nipples. She pressed a little harder, shifting her legs further apart. A movement caught the corner of her eye and she saw James' truck backing out of his garage. She walked down the short driveway to meet him at the street. He stopped and got out of the truck, walking around to open her door for her. She hugged him and tilted her head up for a kiss before climbing into the cab.
"You look very nice," he complimented her as the truck started moving. "Did you and Dan get a chance to talk?"
"Thank you for the compliment," she beamed at him, happy that he liked her outfit. "We actually had a very good talk last night."
"That's good to hear. I am serious when I say I don't want to do anything to jeopardize your happiness with Dan."
"I know that and so does Dan, and we appreciate it more than you know," they were holding hands on the console and she gave his a squeeze. "It has also encouraged Dan and I to really open up to each other about what we want."
James glanced over at her, "And what is it you two want?"
She took a deep breath and wet her lips. She could feel her clit throbbing in time with her heartbeat, "Dan wants me to cuckold him.... with you. You know what that means, right?"
"I am familiar with the concept. From our conversations over the last few days that was apparent even if he hadn't admitted it. I am glad Dan knows what he wants. What he is. And it does not make him less of a man. It is just part of who he is." James pulled into a strip mall, parking in a deserted part of the lot. "We are two minutes from the day care, so we have a little time to talk before you need to be there. Now that we have established what Dan wants, tell me what you want Callie."
They were facing each other across the console. James had his right arm on the console and was turned looking at her. She unbuckled her seat belt and turned toward him bringing her left leg against the back of the seat. He was 60. Her own father had just turned 50. His hair was gray, and while he had a handsome face it had a few wrinkles from the passage of time. His hands were rough from working with them his entire life. He had a bit of a belly, not fat but not skinny. He was more than a foot taller than her. Despite, or because of all of that she could feel her heart hammering in her chest while at the same time her pussy had an ache. An ache that could only be quelled by James taking her.
