Faye looked at me furiously, but stepped aside none the less. She said something about changing her clothes but I steered her into the living room and sat her down next to Anita. First I introduced them, this is Anita, this is Faye… blah, blah, blah etc.
Then I offered Anita a drink, lemonade perhaps. She gracefully accepted, and I hurried of to the kitchen to fetch it. I waited a while then I went back to the doorway, to see what was happening in there.
I saw Anita, her hand on my wife’s thigh, talking earnestly to her. The general gist was that she found Faye to be a very attractive woman. She said that she would like to kiss her. I guess my wife felt sorry for her, because she said that she could. Anita leaned forward and placed her lips against Fayes, slowly massaging. After a while, my wife tried to break off, but just like I said, Faye wouldn’t let up, she grabbed the back of my wife’s head and pulled it towards her, starting to undo the tie at the back of my wife’s dress. At this point, I realised that Faye wasn’t gonna make this easy, so I rushed to the medicine cupboard (finally glad that Faye had got her way to having it downstairs) and put a couple of mild sedatives into a glass with some lemonade. I poured two more glasses and took them through to the living room, coughing loudly before I entered.
“I thought you might want a glass as well” I told Faye
I handed her the glass with the sedatives and she drank almost the whole thing in a couple of gulps. “So” I said cheerfully “Have we decided any thing?” to which the answer came “not really, but we’ve been communicating ideas” I made my excuses again and went upstairs. In my room (warm red walls, seven?foot square bed) I set up a video camera on a tripod. I checked the angle. Perfect. I went again downstairs, to find my wife pretty much incapacitated, and Anita looking worried. I explained to her about the sedatives, and then I carried her upstairs, (I’m 5’ 11” while Faye is a mere 5’ 1” – you do the math) and laid her on the bed. Anita, who had followed, arranged her on the bed in a convenient position removed her clothes (except he red silk strapless bra and panties) and cuffed her to the bedstead, hand and foot.
She asked me to bring her briefcase, which I gladly did, first turning on the video camera.
When I returned, she and Faye were kissing passionately and Faye showed no signs of backing away this time. But Anita did.
She stood up and told Faye that she was a naughty, naughty girl, and that she needed punishing. Faye was clearly afraid, and it showed. She apologised to Anita and begged forgiveness and mercy, and tried to tell Anita that she “just wasn’t ready” for a woman. This was obviously just what Anita wanted, she said to my wife that she had two choices – lick her pussy or be spanked. Faye began to sob but Anita didn’t seem to care, she rolled Faye over in her cuffs and began raining blows onto the tight ass I had tried so often to persuade my wife to let me fuck.
Faye let out cry after cry, bur Anita carried on spanking her for at least ten minutes, after which she said again – lick my pussy or get spanked. My wife obediently said she would lick Anita's pussy. Her wrists were released from the cuffs and she sat up. Anita stripped, revealing purple satin bra and panties, (which she removed) she piled two pillows on the bed, about a foot in front of my wife. Anita lay down, the pillows supporting her hips and Faye bent down and tentatively licked. She considered the taste and, seeming to like it, she took another lap, then another, growing faster and faster. I began to thank god that I had this on video camera.
Suddenly, Anita clenched all her muscles and came. She dressed and left the house, leaving me with only the words “I will come back to see your lovely wife again.”
