by BrettJ © 2013
Katherine Reynolds wandered around her new / old home. She was so in love with the property and now that she had finished every piece of work, even more so. There had been a lot of work to do, Kathy had done most of that herself, with the aid of a few friends and "motivated" professionals, who had either enjoyed "the barter system" or given her generous discounts. Katherine couldn't understand why her new home brought out such sexual appetites in her until the reasons were revealed to her.
"You had no idea your home used to be rather infamous in this community?" Her friend Maria had laughed. "The couple that lived here were known to be very wild for their time – hell, even for
our
time!" Maria was a psychic and Katherine had invited her to her home to see if she might sense the energies that came from the late Robert Eames and his lovely wife, Teanna. Katherine shook her head; the property owner had never disclosed that to her. With some, it might have worked against the sale of the property. For Katherine, it would have added even more to the charm of the old mansion. Katherine loved places with a back story and now hers had a great one which she was a part of. She wondered if perhaps she should tell Maria that she was the lover of not one, but two, sensual and desirable spirits? Maria had already told her that there was likely still a vibe in the home, a lingering aura of sexual appetites. Kathy knew that all too well, although she had always been a sexual person in the first place. Still, with the aura projected by Robert and his wife and that lingered in the home, she was a lot more "in the mood" these days, despite being shy one husband.
She was thinking of her husband less and less these days. When Brant inherited all of his money, he became willful, spoiled and selfish. Despite their now having the money to do anything and to go anywhere, he hoarded his money like a miser. Katherine wanted to see the world, while Brant wanted to watch his bank account grow. Finally, after enough time had passed, Katherine decided he could watch it by himself. She filed for divorce and got a terrific young attorney recommended by her friend, Karrie. She found out later that Karrie was sleeping with the much-younger lawyer, but it wouldn't have mattered. He got enough money out of Brant's precious bank account so that she would be able to buy her house outright.
She had taken a semi-leave of absence from the job she loved to work on her new acquisition. She went in Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and a half-day on Saturday. Tuesdays and Thursdays, she did whatever was needed. "Whatever" included moving things about or painting or sanding away old paint so the rich oak banisters could be fully restored. Sensibly, Kathy usually took Saturdays and Sundays off to relax with her friends. She and Karrie had discussed the importance of maintaining a balance. "I know you, babe" Karrie looked at the attractive, redheaded divorcee. "When you get deep into a project, that's all you see. Not this time kiddo, this time you keep one eye on the prize and the other focuses on work and social life." Karrie spoke from experience, she was now in the midst of her own divorce. Luckily, her little fling with the younger Andrew had grown into something real. She now worked for him and was living in his extra apartment. The two of them had instrumental in getting a lot of the grunt work done around the house.
Kathy was so horny, she now had all the time in the world to indulge her carnality and no one was around that she could fuck. Robert had not appeared for a few weeks, nor had Teanna. She still had a month left in her leave and she thought about taking a little jaunt. Somewhere she could have a discreet fling now that her divorce had been finalized. Find some young buck or some little filly – or, why not
both?
– she could screw blind!
She checked her bank account. Unless she wanted to travel no further than 100 miles, a trip was out until next year. She had poured all of her money into this ostentatious house that was too big for her, as beautiful as it was. She knew she'd make it work in time, for she adored its spaciousness. Perhaps take in a few college kids or open a bed and breakfast. Perhaps she could have friends come over for an adult sleepover, like when she was a kid and ...
The idea rushed into Katherine's head with the force and speed of a freight train. Why not have an adult sleepover, with sexy clothes and guests? There were several of her friends she had not seen for a while she could invite. She knew they would love to participate in something wild and crazy. She also had some work colleagues that she hadn't spent time with in months, so she would invite them. Katherine had lots of room, she could invite anywhere from a dozen to twenty people and she didn't need to spend a lot of money. She could make it a potluck or keep it casual. The house had an amazing wine cellar, so drink wouldn't be a problem. Being a popular woman, the 5'10" beauty had only one problem, who to invite?
Karrie and Andrew, for sure, would be there. If they were going to keep up their little fling, why not give them a naughty weekend. Her boss, Arthur and his secretary, T'Kea had to be invited. Their affair was no longer a secret, even Arthur's wife knew about it. She didn't mind, because the young black woman had an allure that appealed to men and women alike. Kathy knew that the "lunches" Arthur's sensual debutante wife shared with T'Kea were not usually concerned with food. Not too many people spent 3 hours just eating lunch.
Kathy understood that completely. T'Kea had been her first little jump into the pool of woman loving. After that, she wanted to go diving in the deep end. The young black woman was an insatiable partner capable of introducing tremendous orgasms. She was also a wonderful teacher, Kathy still got together with her for "refresher courses".
Her friend MacKenzie needed to be there because MacKenzie wasn't getting along too well with her latest boyfriend. That didn't surprise Kathy in the least, she had never liked Gordon. She found him to be demanding and controlling and wondered why Mack put up with him. Perhaps she could play matchmaker? There were a few in her group she thought McKenzie would get along with and they didn't all happen to be men. Kathy and Mack had swung together on a number of occasions. The busty blonde Mack and naughty Kathy clicked on several levels, a few of those happened to be sexual. Mack had been terrified of Katherine's lesbian advances at first. It didn't take long for her to succumb. The wonderful home gave off that vibe again. Kathy truly was beginning to believe that there was something about her place that allowed people to succumb to their innermost desires. Mack had been suppressing her urge to make love to Kathy for several years. Kathy was also able to convince Mack how beautiful she was and to bring out hidden allure. Now all she had to do was find someone for Mack that would fuck her into the bedsprings.
When she and MacKenzie made love, it was soft and gentle. Mack needed that in her life because people had not always treated her well. Kathy also sensed that Mack needed a bit of wild and crazy and then she knew who could provide it. Certainly not idiot Gordon. There was a young fellow at work, a new guy and he had something about him she thought Mack would like. Kathy herself had considered fucking him herself. It no longer mattered that he was ten years her junior. Terry was a good looking, sandy haired stud who she was sure possessed a nice cock. That was all the horny redhead required. She was more than willing to let Mack have him first. She knew eventually, her lover would be willing to share.
Kathy got on the phone and started making arrangements. One of the friends she invited was a caterer. Deborah insisted on providing all of the food. "If I know you, and I do, I'll probably meet some gorgeous guy or girl and end up having a wild old time," the lanky brunette purred. "This will be my way of saying thanks!" Katherine checked the wine cellar and there was more than enough there for everyone to get well lubricated. She went upstairs and decided some new lingerie was needed. She had enough in her bank account for that and if she needed to, she could put some on her credit card. This was to be a special occasion.
