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CHAPTER 9D: FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE ESTATE

When I open my eyes, Tim is kneeling next to the tub with a pleased and happy smile. “Anthony came and told me you had dozed in the tub. I wanted to be sure you would be okay.”’

“You knelt there watching over me, Sir?”

“Not much of a sacrifice to watch a beautiful, naked woman … and the woman I love. You’ve had quite a day already and it’s not over. How are you feeling?”

I smile at the concern and the words. “Good. Thank you, but I really do feel good. Dinner still planned for 7:00 PM?”

“There has been a change in plans. It seems George has been seeing a woman and she had a rare free evening. Mr. R gave him the night off to see her so we are all going to a club in town that he says has a wonderful restaurant and lively club and dance floor next door. He went through the closet and selected the dress he was thinking of. I approved immediately upon seeing it.”

“Well, I better start getting ready. What kind of time do I have?”

“Take some time. Shower, do your hair. We’ll wait with a drink downstairs.”

Tim gave me a large towel as I stood in the tub and he opened the drain. I didn’t try to get completely dry since I was just getting right back into the shower to wash my hair. I left the towel in bathroom rather than wrapping it around me. After all, I was supposed to be naked this weekend. As we passed through the bedroom, Anthony was there finishing getting dressed. He looked up and smiled. I returned the smile and said, “Thank you Anthony for so carefully examining me and the thorough treatment you provided.”

“The next time you run into a snake, just let me know. I know what works now.” All three of us laughed because the whole house now knew that the snake had not caused any injury but the ‘treatment’ lasted an hour and a half.

After the shower and finishing my hair and makeup, I went to the bed to get dressed for going out with the group. I opened the stockings and rolled them up my legs. They were sheer white with lace, elastic tops. The dress was also white and very light filmy material. I held it up and saw that it wasn’t see-through but almost. I slid it over my head and let it fall over my body. Of course, there was no underwear laid out. The dress had spaghetti straps and deep cut showing lots of cleavage. The bodice was not fitted with support so my breasts would move inside this dress. The dress was fitted just below my breasts and then dropped loosely and ended at mid-thigh. The material was fairly smooth fitting over my breast and dropping down. My nipples were just barely visible under the white material. I looped some pearls around my neck and added loop earrings. I left my long hair down with curls put into it. I slipped into the heels and made my way downstairs.

Everyone was assembled in the entry area with their drinks. As I started down the stairs, everyone, including Marie, stopped their discussion and watched me. I walked up to the group and kissed each on the cheek but pressing myself into Marie. I stroked her back and felt that she was wearing a bra. Mr. R asked if I would like to have a drink or just go to the restaurant. I chose the restaurant and would have a drink there.

The ride to the restaurant was comfortable and pleasant. Anthony and Marie were in the front and I was between Tim and Mr. R in back. We were seated at the restaurant at a corner booth. It was a lovely restaurant and the service and food proved to be splendid. The wine selected by Mr. R was so good we went through two bottles.

After dinner and moving to the club next door, I became very conscious of just how much my breasts were swaying and bouncing as I walked in these heels. Several people tried to be discreet as they watched me go by. Mr. R was admitted immediately into the club. We were shown to a booth on the side of the dance floor that must have been previously reserved for us. I was instructed to sit at the outside and to slightly face the dance floor. Oh, yeah, I was also not to cross my legs and allow my knees to be about six inches apart at all times. We all ordered drinks and continued our discussions from dinner. The current topic was focused on my episode with the snake and Anthony’s excellent and timely medical attention. There were many questions about how the snake had a hold of me and detailed questions about Anthony’s examination and treatment. I was instructed by Tim to provide any needed detail that Anthony might leave out or need assistance with. All this only served to once again have my body aroused, my nipples hard, and my cunt wet.

During a break Tim had me walk across the empty dance floor and return. When I got back, they were all smiles and giving each other knowing nods and signals. I asked what was going on. Marie told me that the intense spotlights on the dance floor and stage gave my dress a whole new look and she asked me to go back out and look for myself. I glanced around the club and walked back into the light and looked down at my breasts and could easily see my nipples through the material. I then looked down further. I couldn’t really see anything of my body except that I could clearly see the tops of my stockings. And I could clearly see that I couldn’t see any sign of panty or thong. I came back to the booth and was blushing.

Marie looking at me said, “Michele, you are wonderful. You spent virtually the entire day from early morning fucking both dogs and men. And still you can blush at possible exposure. And, yet, we have heard the stories of the park and nearly being caught by the cop, the motorcycle ride and the stores where you have been naked or exposed in. I love these dual sides to you. Explicitly sexual on the one hand and shyly self-conscious on the other.”

After another glass of wine and more casual talk, Tim asked me for a slow dance. The band tended to put their music into groupings and Tim was anticipating that there would likely be three slow songs. He slowly spun me before taking me into his arms. He stroked my bare back as the dress plunged dramatically in the back. As we danced for a few minutes quietly he spun us several times and I could feel the hem of the dress flying out from me.

“Michele, for the rest of the night here I don’t want you to hold your dress down or to pull the hem down when you sit. In fact when you sit I want you to sit with your bare ass on the surface of the booth. And, maintain at least a six inch spread of your knees. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Sir. Leave the dress alone, sit with my bare ass on the seat, and knees apart. Is that all, Sir?”

“No, you will not refuse any dance requests tonight. Nor will you object to anyone touching you. I will stop any inappropriate touching to keep you out of trouble with the club.”

“Yes, Sir. What is planned for our return to the estate, Sir?”

“We will discuss that then. But, it is clear to me that a woman in our group has been thinking about you quite a lot since this morning.”

We danced and enjoyed our time away from the others. The dance floor wasn’t overly crowded for the slow dances. Tim said, “Before this dance ends I want to show you something about this dress. I am going to slowly spin you, but recognize that with faster dance numbers you could be spun much faster. I want you to be able to anticipate some of the rest of the evening. And to also entice some of those watching us right now.”

He then removed his hand from my back, raised his hand holding mine and led me into a controlled spin for about three turns. He told me to look down and I did. My dress was out and rising from the spin and, as he stated, this was a slow spin. I wondered how much I had just shown and how much I would be showing as the night went on.

Back at the table I was careful to sit without adjusting the dress and to sit with my ass directly on the seat. Marie leaned over as the other watched. She said, “That dress is wicked. I didn’t expect that it would fly out and up so much. We didn’t really see your pussy but we saw above the stocking tops. And that was a slow spin. I am going to enjoy watching you tonight. I keep saying that, don’t I?”
I noticed everyone looking at something behind me. I turned to find an attractive young man. He said, “Excuse me. I hope I am not intruding but I saw you out on the dance floor and I was hoping you would allow me this dance or two.”

I looked over at Tim and back to the man, “I would love to, thank you.”

He took my hand and stopped, “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were married.”

Tim answered, “No, no, that’s not a problem. All you’re doing is dancing, right?”

He smiled at me and I followed the man out onto the floor. It was a fast set and he would sometimes take my hand to lead me. I noticed just how much my breasts were swaying with the movements and as he took my hand to pull me and turn me, I felt the dress fly out and back with the turns. The next dance was just as fast and he incorporated several fast spins into the dancing. I really couldn’t be sure how high the dress was rising but as I looked out at the people at tables I noticed how many of them were intently watching us. I caught sight of our table and saw Marie with her hand to her mouth. Okay, that means it is spinning pretty high. Based on Marie’s reaction I would guess I was showing completely.

The dance ended and he led me to the booth. He thanked me and Tim for the dance as I sat down and sipped my wine. Marie leaned into me and whispered, “You vixen. No panties and your dress was up to your waist. My god, your ass is cute. Look, she’s blushing, again.”

I noticed the table that my previous dance partner was sitting at and saw one his buddies get up and approach. He too asked for a dance. That table alone ended up keeping me on the dance floor constantly for an hour until the band too their next break. In the mean time I had my dress above my crotch frequently and they were obviously providing entertainment for each other . During the slow dances they became increasingly bold but still discrete. Several times the back of my dress was inched up to show my bare ass. Other times they would move their hands from my back to my sides and move them up and down which seemed innocent enough except the hands were also stroking the outsides of my breasts.

It was exposing to be sure but innocent enough with this group of guys. But eventually other guys decided to insert themselves into the rotation and interrupted right on the dance floor for a turn with me. Also, their hands became much more intrusive and demanding. One had the back of my dress bunched up behind me fully exposing my ass and then his hands clamped onto me and massaged and spread my cheeks. That was when I attempted to break away but was held firmly. Anthony and Tim were quickly at my side and we went back to the booth. Mr. R called the waiter over who called a security guy and the three offending guys were discretely removed from the club. Everyone agreed it was a good time to leave.

Anthony went to get the car while the rest of us waited by the door. When the car arrived, Anthony came around and opened the rear door and then the front door for Marie. Mr. R got in the back first and as I was about to follow, Tim took my arm and asked for my dress. I looked around at the people standing in front of the club and the traffic on the main street. He smiled at me and I recovered, smiled to him, bent down and took the hem of the dress in my hands and pulled it up and over my head. Standing next to the open car door, essentially naked, I leaned into Tim and kissed him fully on the mouth and took my time to insert my tongue. I then thanked Anthony for holding the door and slipped in next to Mr. R. Tim followed me and Anthony got back in and we pulled away. I turned and looked back at the people and laughed.

Mr. R asked, “Did you enjoy that Michele?”

“What part, Sir?”

“Any of it. But specifically, the getting naked on the city sidewalk, kissing your husband casually, and gracefully getting into the car, all in plain view of strangers.”

“I did. I am sure I am again blushing from it. But, yes, exhibitionism seems to be one of my turn-ons. The dancing, too. At least until those other guys got involved. I thank all of you for controlling the situation like you promised.”

It was quiet for a moment as we drove. I then picked up Tim’s hand and kissed it and smiled to him. I then shifted slightly to better face Mr. R and leaned into him and kissed his lips. I leaned back and looked at him. He just looked at me and I went into him with another kiss and this time provided a probing tongue. He opened his mouth slightly and accepted me. We traded tongues and sucking on each other’s lips and tongues. While kissing I took one hand and put it onto my breast and held it there until he began feeling my breast and nipple on his own. He then slipped his hand down between my legs and I shifted again to allow him better access. He pulled back slightly and looked into my eyes, “You are very wet, Michele.”

“Yes, Sir. Very wet.”

“After all your sexual activity today, you still have more to give?”

We were approaching the estate’s entrance. “Oh, yes Sir. Much more.” I placed my hand over his crotch and felt his hard cock. “I would very much like to take care of this, Sir. May this slut take care of your cock tonight, Sir? You just tell me how you want me.”

“Thank you, Michele. Ordinarily I would be desperate for this opportunity. But I really want to savor the activities we will have tomorrow night with the other guests. But thank you, dear. However, I have another idea of what you can do for me. A challenge of sorts.”

Just then we pulled up to the front of the mansion. We exited the car; he took my hand and led me all the way through the mansion to the back and onto the patio. Everyone else followed. Once outside he pointed out to the back and reminded me of the round flower bed I was running around earlier today. He said, “My little challenge for you, my dear. Go out to the flower bed, go around it and return. Wearing exactly what you are currently wearing: stocking and heels. I should think you should remove your necklace and earrings and let your husband hold them for you.”

“Sir, I don’t understand.”

“Of course, I neglected to mention that the boys are out there somewhere. As wet as you are, Michele, and naked, I wonder if the boys will find you before you get back here.”

“In high heels, Sir?”

“Yes. It isn’t like the boys need any advantage in catching you but the heels just about guarantees it.”

“It is pretty dark out there.”

“Yes, it is. Please be careful running in those heels. I wouldn’t want you to injure you ankle and have to spend the weekend on your back.” A smile spread across everyone’s faces. “And, also be watchful of the boys. Being as dark as they are you may not even see them before they have you on the ground.”

I turned and walked to Marie and hugged her and whispered, “Can I see you when I get back? I would really like to. You can control what happens.”

She replied, “Yes, I am so hot right now. I have no promises, but please come to my room. I will have bottle of wine. My room is the one just before Anthony’s.”

I kissed Tim and told him about Marie and then walked to Mr. R and said, “Sir, thank you for the further use of you boys.” And off I went into the dark. I was told later by several of them that I disappeared into the dark very quickly and it was only a few more minutes before they heard a scream and then laughter coming from the dark.

What they couldn’t see was me trying to run in the grass in high heels and not doing it very well. I didn’t see the dogs really but heard them to my left. I changed direction to the right intending to circle the garden counter-clockwise. But my heel sunk into something and I went crashing to the ground. That was the scream. The dogs were on me almost instantly and were licking any skin they could contact. I had two tongues licking legs, stomach, breast, back, ass, anything they could touch. That was the laughter. But that subsided as I got pinned between them with one between my legs and the other at my breasts and nipples. My sounds turned to sighs and moans as the sensations built within me. I moved to roll over and was met with resistance. But they must have decided I wasn’t trying to leave/escape but to present myself to them as I got onto my hands and knees. I wasn’t sure who was who in the dark of a new moon. So, I resigned myself to fucking both of them and if they wanted to knot me, I was instructed not to refuse them.

The first one jumped onto my back and thrust wildly against my ass, poking me everywhere but where he needed to be. I reached under and guided his cock into my hole and gasped as he went in and was pounding me furiously with the first penetration. He was almost uncontrollable in his frenzy. I thought back that it was just this afternoon that I had fucked them. I could feel him growing inside me in length and girth and waited for the knot to start hitting me. I also looked to see if I could take care of the other dog with my mouth, but he was circling us, clearly waiting his turn with the bitch.

When I felt the knot forming against me, I pushed back as he pumped at me. Together we were stretching my lips further and further with each thrust (his and mine). When the knot burst through my lips, I gasped and sucked in my breath at the almost violent approach tonight. As soon as I started feeling the cum spurting and his cock and knot moving inside me, I reached my own orgasm. Rocking on him, feeling the knot stretching my lips outward and then pushing against him to drive his cock further in, I was able to maintain my orgasm through his constant spurting. As he quieted, I could feel cum, his and mine combined, running down my thighs. Then he turned and we were ass-to-ass with his knot holding us together. I sank my chest to the lawn with my ass up in the air and waited. Waited for his knot to reduce so he could pull out. In the quiet of waiting I could hear several people back at the mansion. I could hear them talking even though I could not make out any of the words. I could hear them laughing.

Soon, I could hear distinct “Good nights” and wondered who was still there. I knew Tim was. That was a truth I could count on. Had Marie left for the night? Was I going to be too late to see her tonight? I hoped not. I sensed something with Marie and I sensed she had a similar feeling about me.

Then the knot popped out of me. But as one dog left, the other took his place and immediately mounted me. And just as with the first dog, this one made me gasp at the sudden and quick penetration of his cock and the persistent and frantic pounding he applied to his fucking. The inevitable surge and sensation as this cock grew in length and size. Growing noticeably inside me, filling me more and more and reaching deeper and deeper. What a marvelous cock dogs have that they do this. Not just the fucking of cock in and out of cunt, but the growing and increasing, going deeper with time, filling more of my cunt over time. But then, like the first, the knot. Stretching me, insistently applying pressure to enter me and me, just as insistent to get it into me. And the cum, all that cum, the continuous spurting, overflowing, seeping out from my cunt and running down my thighs. And the tying at the end. The rocking back and forth. Taking more pleasure from its presence in my cunt. Seeking that bump against my g-spot, that jolt of pleasure shooting through my body, to my clit, to my nipples.

When this one finally shrinks enough to release its hold on me, I fall flat to the ground where I stay. Not trying to focus. Just intent on recovery. Recover my breath, but also my senses. After multiple orgasms built up by the teasing and touching and exhibitionism at the club, the kissing and stroking and sucking in the back of the car, my body took off on its own, seeking the release it needed. And it found that release multiple times from these dogs. Yes, now just recover. Bring my body back, my senses back.

And then I remembered. Marie. Yes, is Marie waiting for me? Did she change her mind after thought and reflection? Only one way to find out. But I needed to get up, find my shoes, and go back to the patio and Tim. And getting up and gaining my feet under me, I still can’t see very well. There is no light out here. And I must be a mess. Ruined another pair of stockings for sure. And where are my shoes? I am walking around feeling with my stocking feet. I touch one and hope the other is near but can’t remember when or how they came off. I cannot find the other one. Screw it … it can wait for morning. I walk for the light of the mansion and the patio that is before it. Knowing at least Tim is still waiting there; I walk to him in my stocking feet carrying one shoe.

Near the patio I was able to make out that Tim was the only one still there. He was comfortably reclined on a lounge chair. “Sounded like the dogs found you pretty quickly.”

“I didn’t really have much of a chance. Especially in heels.”

“Speaking of which, you are carrying only one.”

“After it was all done except for the dripping, this was the only one could find. The other one will have to wait for morning. If the dogs don’t chew it up.”

“Come here and lay with me for a bit.” He put his legs to the sides of the lounge and opened his arms. I sat down and leaned back into him. He wrapped me in his arms and pulled me into him. One hand went to a breast. The other idly strokes my stomach. “Looks like those stockings are ruined.”

“Well, that’s one advantage of not wearing many clothes. Wear and tear is limited to stockings and shoes.” We both laughed. We were quiet for a little while as he held me. “I love you, Tim. And thank you for being able to manage this evolving relationship so well. You don’t know how comforting it is to know I can just let go and know that I will be safe and protected. Can I do something for you since we are alone?”
“You know I love all the things you can do to and for me. And it is tempting as it always is. But, I know you and Marie have something started that both are curious to see where it goes. Especially, Marie since it has been a long period of absence of sex since she escaped that life. I want you to seek her out and see what happens.”

“Are you sure? How about a quick suck?”

“Go, you wanton woman. Oh, by the way, I assume you are cleaning up with a shower for her. Mr. R just mentioned that the head to the shower comes off by pressing the button on the side. Inside is a smooth end fitting that his wife claimed was great for going inside and acting as a douche. I think he is concerned about Marie who doesn’t know dogs that way.”

I get up and look down at him. He glances at my cunt and legs and I know he can see the dog cum that has leaked out. “Thank you, honey. And if she and I do hit it off … and I don’t want to just leave …?”

“This is likely to be very delicate given her history and memories. You do what you feel is best for the situation. If staying with her, even for the night, feels like the thing to do, do it. You and I have our whole lives to share nights together.”

I kissed him and went inside. As I approached the stairway, I felt myself getting excited, again. Being careful in my stocking feet, I ran up the stairs two at a time, rounded the corner and was running down the hall to our suite door when Marie stepped out of hers. I tried to stop but slid right past her. I turned to her, “Hi”.

She offered, “I was just going to check with Tim and see if he had seen you, yet.”

“I was just headed in to clean up. I understand the shower head can be taken apart and becomes quite useful. I was hoping I could still stop over for that wine. Is that still okay, Marie?”

“Yes, Michele, I would like that very much. By the way, you know you only have one shoe?”

“Yes, I know. Maybe we can find it tomorrow. Now, open that wine and give me a few minutes.” And I rushed into the suite, stripping off the stocking and running into the bathroom and the shower. I showered well and washed ‘everything’ well including my hair. Then I took the shower head out of the holder and looked at the end, found the button and pressed it. Sure enough it became loose and off. I reduced the water pressure and feeling the end and being satisfied I inserted it into my vagina and spread my legs further. I moved the end around and tried to hold my lips open with a couple fingers to get really well cleaned out for Marie. I quickly dried myself and brushed out my hair. With it still being wet, I used the hair dryer. I stopped in the bedroom to consider if I should put something on for her. But, I was supposed to remain naked and she knew that. So, being completely naked this time, no stocking, shoes or jewelry, I left the suite and across the hall to Marie’s.

I softly knocked on the door and waited, looking up and down the hall. I heard the knob turning and the door open. Marie was standing there in just a long tee-shirt. Something she might wear to bed. Bare legs and feet. She was completely dressed just moments earlier. She intentionally changed knowing I was coming. My anticipation took two giant steps. But I cautioned myself to go slow and gentle. She was the vulnerable one so let her provide the initiation and direction.

She stepped to the side holding the door and let me in. I entered and watched as she closed the door and we turned to face each other. There was a silence and she looked at my naked body. I offered, “Marie, I considered putting something on after my shower. For your comfort, but … this weekend, I … I am supposed to remain naked when at the estate.”

“No, Michele. You are exactly as I expected you to be. You are beautiful, Michele. I … I decided that … well, knowing that you were … I thought that I should …”

I held out my arms to her and she immediately stepped into me. I wrapped my arms around her upper back and put one hand onto her head. Held her close and brought her head to my shoulder. She was not wearing a bra. Her back was smooth to my touch and her breasts and nipples were pressing into mine. “Marie, you are a very beautiful woman, too. Marie … thank you.”

She pulled her head up to look me in the eyes. “Thank me for what?”

“For trusting me. For trusting me enough to change. You sleep in this, don’t you?”

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean anything …”

I pulled her in close, again. “Shhh, don’t worry. I am making no assumptions and have no expectations. I like you very much, Marie. I appreciate that we can have some alone time. However we spend it. Now, about that wine bottle you mentioned.”

She hugged me tightly, very tightly and her hands stroked my back, sought out my ass and then quickly back up. She chuckled into my neck, pulled back and smiled. She took my hand and led me into the bedroom section, turning the light off in the living area. A lamp was on in one corner and the bed was turned down. Next to the love seat on the side table was a bottle of wine and two glasses. She led me to the love seat and we both sat down. It was barely big enough to provide just a little space between us. She poured wine into both glasses and passed one to me. We clicked our glasses and I offered, “To us, this evening, and that we will forever be special friends.”

“That’s what I hope for, Michele.”

So, we drank wine and talked. For a long time. When that bottle was empty and we were still going strong, she took my hand and stood up, “Come on, I’ll show you where the stash is and I could use a light snack.”

We left her suite and walked down the stairs, winding our way through the dining room and into the kitchen. Another door revealed a room full of wine. We stayed with the same wine. Then she went to the refrigerator and removed some bowls of sliced fruit, a couple muffins, and cheese. We sat in the kitchen and talked, snacked and sipped our wine. An hour later we put everything away, and took the wine back to her suite. She stopped, then led me to the balcony and asked me to recline on the lounge. Then she joined me on it. She was reclined on her back and I was on my side looking at her.

She just looked at me … finally saying, “Michele, thank you for this evening. You’ve given me the chance to talk openly about some things. But … can I keep you here longer? There is more I want to share and you’re the only one I have been able to open up to like this.”

“Marie, I already spoke with Tim and we are in agreement that I should stay as long as is needed.”

And she started into a description of her life. Before meeting Mr. R and Anthony. The d**gs, the abuse, the debasement, the humiliation and the degradation until she didn’t have enough self-worth to care any longer. She talked slowly, carefully, choosing her way through the tale. When she got to the point of meeting Mr. R, she took my hand and placed it onto her breast outside her thin night shirt. When she got the point where the story ended before, she stopped. I just looked at her and waited. I eased into her so our bodies were in contact and my hand was gently kneading her breast. She looked at me smiled and said, “I want you to know the rest of the story.”

She said when she was brought to the estate and they told the story before, it sounded pleasant and ‘happy ever after’. She paused and took several breaths. She continued with her recounting that when she was brought to the estate she was put into this very suite but it was most of a week before she began recognizing her surroundings as she was coming off the d**gs. It was another week before she started talking to people and socializing on the most basic level. All the while she was visited by a doctor and medical people to monitor her healing and withdrawal. It was a full month before she was joining the estate in meals and conversations, using the facilities and ready to discuss her options for the future. “If you still wonder why we have so much respect and regard for Mr. R, consider what kind of person brings a d**gged up whore into his home and only cares for them and waits for the real person to come out.” With that she sat up, took the hem of her night shirt in her hands and pulled it over her hand. She lay back down and replaced my hand on her breast. She turned to me and smiled. “Thank you, Michele. I have never been able to get that out of me before. It was very the****utic to tell you.”

She looked into my eyes and studied me, like she was looking for something. I leaned forward and kissed her forehead, stroked her hair. I moved my hand from her breast to her chest. “I am honored that you chose me to tell. I am humbled that you felt I was someone you could tell.”

She took my hand and put it back onto her breast. She looked again at me, and then closed her eyes as I gently kneaded her breast, turning a nipple. I kissed her forehead. She looked at me, “Michele, I think I can take steps out of my pain now with friends like you. And knowing that as you lead me, help me, I also have the support of Mr. R, Anthony and George. Will you kiss me? And not on the forehead?”

I moved my hand to the side of her face, leaned in and softly kissed her lips. I pulled back only an inch. Only enough to whisper, “Nice. Your lips are so soft.” I kissed her again a little harder. Broke it, changed my angle slightly and gave her several more kisses. I pulled back further and looked into her eyes. She returned the look and smiled. I leaned in again and moved my hand back to her breast, gently massaging it. The more I played with her breast, the more urgent her physical response became. She sighed into my mouth as I pinched her nipple and I took that opening to push my tongue in. She responded with her tongue and then following my tongue back into my mouth where I sucked on it and softly nipped it. Once I first pinched her nipple, I alternated between stroking her breast and her nipple and moving from one breast to the other.

With a sudden gasp, she rose up and quickly kissed one of my nipples. She stood up and put her hands out to me. “I want you in my bed, Michele. Can you really spend the night with me?”

“That is very much where I would like to spend tonight.”

“What about Tim?”

“Tim and I have a wonderful, trusting and respectful relationship. We know we have our entire lives to spend with and for each other. Any time I don’t spend with him doesn’t diminish that, but reinforces is with a fresh perspective.”

With the single light in the corner still on, we made our way from the balcony to the bed. Two naked women from two very different pasts but finding ourselves in the exact same spot and hoping it was an indication of a continuing relationship. We crawled into the center of the bed together and reengaged our kissing and gentle touching. I kissed her lips, hard, passionate, probing with my tongue, making her gasp. She embraced me tightly, her hands wandering. I raise my head and smile at her. She smiles back. I whisper, “I have never felt this way toward a woman before, Marie.”

“Neither have I. I never thought of myself as bi-sexual. I don’t know if I am, but I want this.”

“Thank you. I do too. Now, I want you to close your eyes and let me explore you.” And with that I kiss each of her eyes shut. Then I kiss across her forehead, her cheeks and nose, chin, and back to her mouth. I kiss her throat, ears and shoulders. I repositioned myself between her legs and stretch up her body. Kissing her shoulders and chest, one nipple and the other. Then licking and kissing around each breast. The nipple and further around and to the outsides of each b**st. Then I reach back up stretching my body against hers and finding her mouth again. Our breast pressed together, our nipples rubbing against each other. I work my way back down to her nipples and breasts, but for a shorter this time before continuing to her stomach, belly button and over her abdomen to her pubic mound. Quickly I return to her breasts and nipples before licking my way down her body to her mound and just above her shaved pussy. I lift my head and kiss her just above her clit but careful not to make contact.

I move to her left leg to kiss and lick my way to her toes. I kiss the bottom of her left foot and the tip of each toe. Checking her face, then her cunt as I spread her legs more with her elevated foot in my hands, I separate and lick and suck each toe until I get to the big toe which I spend time sucking and licking. I then kiss my way back up her leg and do the same to her right leg. I then raise her leg and kiss the back of her knee and lay her leg spread further apart. I then take her left leg again and kiss the back of that knee and spread that leg further apart, also. I kiss my way back up her legs, alternating from one to the other under I again am at her mound. This time I kiss down, skipping her clit for the time being but seeking out her lips, licking, kissing, and probing the inside just barely with my tongue. I move back up just to her clit and flick it with my tongue tip. She sucks in air and flexes her hips up at the touch. I’m encouraged by her increasing responsiveness. I take her clit into my mouth and gently suck, eliciting a sharp gasp and groan. I alternate between sucking her clit, tonguing it, and gently using my teeth and nipping it. I then move back to her lips and probing inside with my tongue, then add one, then two fingers. I take each lip in turn with my lips and teeth and pull out, stretching her open as my fingers continue to work in and out of her cunt. Her hips lift up off the bed and I curl my fingers up reaching for the top front of her vagina and her g-spot. When she cries out and her hips shoot up and back arches, I know I have bumped it. I lower my mouth to her clit and suck while trying to find and probe that spot more. When she flexes again, I maintain contact in that spot and move my fingers in and out while aiming for contact with that spot while sucking on her clit. Only moments later her hands on my head, her body tensed and arched and she screams out and climaxes. And squirts!

My chin and chest is soaked by her fluids. I am glad I wasn’t sucking her cunt at the time or might have choked. I have never experienced anything like that before. I wipe my chin and suck the juices off my fingers. It’s the flavor of her cunt and I lick her thighs clean of the fluid. I kneel up between her legs and watch her as she comes down from her orgasm. Once recovered somewhat she looks at me and asks, “What happened?”

“Honey, did you know you can squirt?”

“God, no. That has never happened before. That was so intense, Michele. I have never cum that way or that hard before. Thank you.”

“Honestly, it was my pleasure. Should I wash before we kiss or do you want to know how you taste?”

“Yes, just come here. You are covered with me. Let me know what it is like as well.”

I crawl up along her body and lay next to her and we kiss, gently at first but leading to open mouth, tongue tied, passionate crushing kissing. I pull away and look at her. “Well, how do you taste?”

“If I do say so myself, pretty good.”

“I agree, Marie, I agree”. I lay down next to her and pulled the top seat up over us and she snuggles into me with her head on my shoulder and a hand on my breast. She is asleep in only minutes.

* * * CHAPTER 9E: SATURDAY MORNING AT THE ESTATE will follow * * * Thanks for reading.