Chapter Eleven: In the Public Gaze
Tamara's love life was as interesting and complicated as it had ever been. Way out there, at the top of the list, was Jack, her life partner: strong; supportive; passionate; lovable and sometimes very kinky Jack. Nowadays, her new lover, Orla was frequently in her thoughts, and her panties. Her mutual fondness with Alena sustained their long distance relationship, and her fondness for Sheryl was almost as great as Jack's. All around the same age as Tamara, these were the people that she considered to be her lovers, with whom her relationship went further than delightful sex.
She thought of Ben and Zelda as people that she expected to fuck regularly for the foreseeable future. She got an extra tingle of erotic excitement from her affair with the very sexy Zelda, the thirty year old married mother of two, who lived just around the corner. Ben, her friend's son, was also in her most erotic of thoughts, she fully intended to find a way to fuck him before his bride on his wedding night in four months time.
With the Lighting Shop Owner, she had developed a tacit understanding that she might treat him to a mutually rewarding visit whenever she felt the need. Then there were also a number of people, whom she had fucked in the past, and she considered to be 'available' if she so desired.
These included: Mark the chiropodist; former pupil Brendon, whom she'd seduced on a warm sunny day in town two summers ago; Annie and Veronica, the incestuous sisters in law; her friend Hilda's daughter, Josie, whom she'd fucked on her wedding night, and who had made a pass at her whenever their had paths crossed since; and, Olivia, the sophisticated, sexy doctor she'd left begging for more just over a year ago, and with whom she'd kept meaning to get in touch.
That left her bitch, Miriam. Miriam was like a drug, she couldn't stop using her. Miriam was a conduit for Tamara's deviant, perverse and most base desires. She fed her need to sexually dominate and humiliate an attractive, confident, strong minded woman. A need, she realised, that had been triggered by Davenport, fed by her domination of Danita and was now being satisfied by her control over Miriam.
Tamara didn't feel guilty, Miriam got just as much out of the relationship as she did. The highly successful, well connected, sophisticated and desirable Miriam yearned to submit and abase herself and her deepest, darkest needs had been met by her Mistress Tamara.
All of these thoughts were going through her mind as she got ready for work one morning in mid June 1999. As a consequence, she had to change into a dry pair of panties before she set off for work in a skirt suit, stockings and heels. As she drove to work, she tried to count how many people she'd brought to orgasm since she had fulfilled Jack's fantasies of fucking outside their relationship, two and a half years ago.
She kept losing count but thought it was in the mid thirties, split pretty evenly between men and women. A rueful smile crossed her lips as she pulled into the school car park and realised that she'd dampened another pair of panties.
That evening, Tamara was delighted to receive a phone call from Alena. Jack was out at a parish council meeting and a dirty long distance exchange with Alena, with one hand inside her panties, would have been very much to her liking. Alas, it wasn't good news, Tamara was dismayed to hear that Alena would be moving abroad with Jed at the end of July. Jed has secured a secondment to a university in Australia for three years and Alena had chosen to go with him.
"He broke it to me when we were in Paris, It wasn't an easy decision darling, I was torn between going with him and staying here with my most intimate friends, if you get my meaning."
"Oh I think I do Alena, being, I hope, one of your most intimate friends, I'm feeling a little jealous sitting here wondering just how many others there are."
"Don't be cross with me honey, you know you're my most special and intimate lover. Anyway, you can find out just how many more there are. I'm having a leaving party on Saturday the 10th of July and you're the guest of honour."
"You've got my attention, go on."
"Well, it's a rather special party because I'm only inviting people that I've fucked since we moved up here, one has to draw the line somewhere."
"So you've booked the National Exhibition Centre then?"
"Cheeky cow, there aren't that many. The other criteria is that I have to like them, so that narrows the field a bit; Jed won't be there, he doesn't qualify on either count."
"Then why are you going to Australia with him?"
"New opportunities darling, I won't have to work and I'm making it my mission to fuck as many of his colleagues and students as possible." said Alena with a dirty laugh.
"And how was Paris?"
"Lovely, the hotel was fabulous and Jed behaved himself. Double room but single beds."
"So you two have still not fucked each other for how long?"
"Eight months, and I don't think we ever will now."
"On a more cheerful note, who's going to be at this party?"
"There'll be about fifteen of us, men and women, you know me, but don't worry, none of them know you. It'll be here at my place so be prepared for anything."
"Sounds deliciously decadent, count me in. But you haven't explained why I'm the guest of honour."
"Because you're the only one I'm going to miss. Anyway, are you still buzzing from the fucking I gave you at half term?"
"My God yes."
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Tamara chose to take the train up to the North West, she didn't relish the prospect of driving up the M6 on a Friday evening. Alena met her at the station, they embraced and kissed on the platform like long lost lovers.
"I'm so pleased you could come up tonight Tamara, you can help me prepare for the party tomorrow, your organisational skills and artistic touch are just what I need this weekend."
"Don't worry love, I know when I'm being used," laughed Tamara.
"No, no you're not, I love your company."
"I'm kidding you daft cow."
"Oh, sorry, everything's a bit tense at the moment; I'll need a good fuck when we get home. Jed's away for the weekend, no doubt shagging one or more of his students."
Alena took Tamara home to bed, where Tamara covered Alena's cunt with her mouth, and eased her tension with a glorious orgasm.
The next morning after being on the receiving end of a delightful fingering from Alena, Tamara set about organising the party food and table arrangements. The nibbles were accompanied by a bowl full of condoms and the table was scattered with small shiny metallic penis and vagina confetti. If she'd been in any doubt about what sort of party it was going to be, she was in no doubt whatsoever now.
The thrilling prospect of a sex orgy, with what she hoped would be enticing and agreeable strangers, kept flitting through her thoughts as she spent the afternoon baking tasty little hors d'oeuvres, without the slightest notion that Alena had made arrangements for her to be the main course.
Alena and Tamara got ready in Alena's bedroom. They put on their finest lingerie and paid careful attention to their make up. Alena put on her black jersey dress with black stilettos over a black bra, suspender belt and barely black stockings. Her lips and fingernails were scarlet and her bobbed dark hair showed off her little gold breast and torso earrings which amused Tamara greatly.
It was the dress that she'd worn on the night that she'd first seduced Tamara, on the training course, two years ago. Tamara's nipples and pussy tingled at the sight of her lover in the same outfit that had aroused her so greatly in the doorway of her hotel room, on that memorable night. She smiled to herself as she recalled how she'd been transfixed by Alena's firm, voluptuous body. Her breasts and arse were magnificently showcased by the tight low cut dress; she remembered that Alena had told her to close her mouth and open the door to her hotel room properly, to let her in.
Not to be outdone, Tamara wore her stunningly sexy, tight red dress over a red lacy bra, and suspender belt with seamed nude stockings. When she stepped into her six inch high stilettos, she was five feet ten inches tall, a feeling she loved, because it put her at eye level with lots of men, and made her taller than some. She too was beautifully made up with scarlet lips and fingernails. Her gorgeous hazel eyes shone and the glass of punch that Alena had given her had already made her feel elated and uninhibited.
Neither of them wore panties and Tamara hoped that her juices wouldn't flow too readily until the 'action' commenced.
The doorbell rang.
"Oh God, there's always someone that arrives early," said Alena.
"Be a darling and go and answer the door, I'll be down in a minute."
Tamara made her way down the large staircase as elegantly as she could in six inch stilettos. She clip clopped across the Victorian tiled floor and opened the door just as the doorbell sounded again. A group of three women and a man introduced themselves and, to her surprise they already knew her name. They were well dressed, attractive, forty somethings and Tamara thought this boded well for the success of the party.
Tamara took a liking to the group, particularly Neil with his twinkling good looks. Neil had followed her into the drawing room, his eyes fixed on the sway of her backside in the tight pencil cut dress that narrowed at the hem, just below her knees, so that she had to take small steps in her towering stilettos. By the time he had cast his gaze down to her seamed stockings and heels, his cock was already semi erect.
The three women kissed her cheek as they passed her in the doorway; one of them had allowed her hand to stray from the small of Tamara's back, to casually stroke her buttocks, as she made her way to the drawing room.
Alena joined them and graciously passed around glasses of her lethal punch to oil the already freely spinning wheels. They all laughed and joked and eyed one another with openly admiring glances. Before long, the rest of the guests arrived, to Tamara's delight and relief, she felt that she would go to bed with any and all of them without hesitation.
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The five men and eleven women were between thirty and fifty and Tamara found them all attractive in one way and another.
She was delighted that they all seemed to know her name and a little bit about her. She whispered as much to Alena.
