Nipples erect, tongue flicking over them creating moans of excitement. Other nipple being tweaked by a roaming hand, the other hand slipping down between the thighs, gently stroking the lips. Joanna opened her legs further, began to thrust to get more contact, but the hand hovered away not touching. She moaned in frustration as the hand again began to gently touch, every time she tried to make it harder, faster, deeper it stopped. Nipples were now standing up huge, sensitive as fuck under the licks and strokes. Joanna was on the edge of cumming even without any penetration - that's how it should always be.
Ralph awoke with the hugest erection. Another dream of him fucking the French maid as Joanna slept next to them. He wanted that so badly - it had been months since he had sex with Joanna. She was boring. She didn't even change out of a T-shirt to sleep. He watched far too much porn and wanted far more than that. He got up as Joanna slept next to him. If he had looked closer he would have seen her stroking herself as she dreamed of her new passion. He would have seen her glistening fingers disappear inside, instead, led by his cock he walked to the bathroom to wank one out as he showered.
The bathroom door shut and Joanna turned over. Three months without sex with Ralph wasn't a problem. Three months without sex with the beautiful blonde in the club was the problem. Joanna was dominant but nothing compared to this Blonde. She hadn't even given her name, just explained how she would make Joanna cum without putting anything inside her. And that was it, Joanna had been dreaming of seeing her again for the last week.
A week prior Ralph had been out and crashed on the sofa that night. Joanna came down in a negligee to find him wanking off to maid pictures on his phone. She tiptoed back out of the room without being seen, got changed into something more comfortable and looked through her phone. Their marriage was pretty much over, Ralph was a pig, and needed to be taught how much Joanna should be respected. She saw the advert by chance "lez been having you?" It read. Rubbish headline but got her attention. "Meetings for tired house wives and curious souls. Miss A will teach you how to get what you desire" for some reason it appealed to her, she saved the link and turned over and fell asleep.
The next morning she went down to find Ralph scrubbing the sofa in embarrassment, he obviously pissed himself again. It was too regular and he needed to go. She checked that saved link again saw the next session was Wednesday evening 8pm. She was going. Probably just a bunch of old women talking about knitting but worth a go.
Ralph scrubbed his piss for half an hour before he was done. "Want lunch today?" He shouted. Joanna felt she should make the effort but torn by wanting to tell him to piss off. "Yeah, if you like." She said through gritted teeth.
By lunch time she was hungry and waited by the door as Ralph finished watching the racing. He got up, slapped her bum on the way past and walked out to the car without stopping. "Come on woman!" He called. This had to change.
Joanna didn't listen very much over lunch, she had enough and it was almost like another third person talking when she blurted out "we need a break" Ralph looked stunned and Joanna couldn't stop once started. She talked about how he womanised, wanked, pissed, ignored her. Ralph was smiling in parts.
Joanna got back first to the house, Ralph deciding to walk back via the betting shop. She got his bag and packed what was needed for a week. They agreed to have a week away and see what happened. Little did Ralph know he would be ralph on his return and be a very different person.
Ralph disappeared off the face of the earth that week. No calls no pleading. He really was a dick. Joanna checked her phone a number of times but got nothing. She was enjoying her free time and even watched what she wanted on TV. Work was hard, meetings popped up at short notice, but she coped well and by Wednesday was getting into the routine of a single woman again. Then she remembered that session. She thought about not going, with Ralph gone, but decided it was worth seeing if there was anything to saved by attending.
Joanna was a pretty lady. 5ft 8, small pert breasts, slim athletic, with neck length brown/red hair. She never struggled to get attention or looks and felt confident about her body. She decided to dress conservatively in black pants, white blouse and 5 inch dark red heels. Powerful and confident but not slutty or overly sexy. She got to the address a little late but slipped in and was happy to see 30 women talking and laughing. Drinks flowed and it wasn't a mother's meeting. A gorgeous blonde owned the room at the back, taking theatre with 5 woman all listening to her. Joanna couldn't stop looking, her breasts framed beautifully in a corset covered by a white shirt half unbuttoned.
The night was a success. Joanna met a number of like minded women all of whom took sympathy to how she had been treated. One had offered her the couch and another kept playing with her hair, touching her and making it obvious she was attracted. But the end Joanna's head was spinning a little from a shot of sambucca and she got up to leave. She hadn't heard any tips to save her sexless marriage but she had met new friends. As she walked away, she heard "not so fast pretty one. I have been waiting for you to come to me all night." Joanna turned to see the Blonde walking to her. "I heard your stories, you need guidance. Come"
Joanna followed the mystery lady through a set of doors. What she saw was like nothing ever before. A French maid in an elegant lace outfit was making a fuss over a bed in the centre of the room. Stockings, perfect seams, heels incased the perfect legs as she wrestled with the sheets and plumped the pillows. The dress was short enough to see a glimpse of underwear beneath as she stretched over to light candles on the bedside.
