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?Bobby is getting serious about his new girlfriend,? Vicki spoke softly sitting down to breakfast. I felt an inflection of concernor maybe resolve in her tenor. It was Saturday morning. The May air felt cool,the sun warming my back as it had just cleared the eves. We were eating breakfaston the patio. It seemed so quiet, peaceful; nice to be with my wife.

?Good for him. He needs to be thinking about a wife and family anyway.? Thekids were watching TV, Saturday AM cartoons. They were eight and ten, cutekids? all we had ever wanted in a family.

?He told me yesterday that he wants to be more faithful to his feeling forher. Monday will be the last time we get together.? I looked at my wife closely,considering. She had been seeing him, fucking him, for just about a year. Iknew she had to have some feelings and was not quite sure what to say? or exactlyhow she felt so I watched her closely for some indication.

?You okay with that?? I asked honestly, caring deeply about Vicki's feelings,even those feelings about Bobby, her young lover. We talked often about feelings,hers and mine, about us and about her lovers. Vicki had several lovers. Shewas very committed to Jack and enjoyed his ownership of her body. Bobby wasyounger, in better shape, and more aggressive sexually. He liked to tie herto the bed while fucking her. Once he had taken her in our front entry withthe door ajar. Pinned her against the wall while kissing and fondling her breasts? strippedher naked and fucked her right there on the welcome matt. It was exciting,a rush for Vicki. Sex is sex but the variety of lovers, their personal preferences,individual ways, acts and actions were adventurous, thrilling, exciting, alluring.Bill, another of her lovers, was? well? an effective lay, though not as excitinghe was larger than most and good for a pleasant evening.

?Yes and no.? She struggled a little. ?I mean he needs to be moving on, livinghis own life and all. It's just that, well, I get a bit involved? you know? emotionallywith these guys. I like Bobby and will miss my time with him.? I appreciatedher honesty. It made the whole thing work and kept our personal relationshipsafe and strong.

?I've been thinking?? Vicki paused, ?Jack's Deed is due to renew at the endof the month? and with Bobby out, well, I was thinking of taking the next monthor two off.? I listened quietly as she spoke her mind.

?I enjoy our time and I want to spend a bit more time athome? with you and the kids? just relaxing? getting away? a vacation of sorts.?

?And then?? I asked not sure exactly what she wanted at the moment.

?Oh, I want renew Jack's Lease. That's just fun! I never know what he willcome up with. And as long as he wants to play and you don't mind, I think I'lljust keep his lease current.? I smiled. Yes, he was always interesting. Fromthe first week of Jack's lease, as Vicki called it, or sale as the ?bill ofsale' read he had taken a very curious, fun, and inventive interest in Vicki'ssex.

?As for the other's?? Vicki took another bite pausing to chew, ?I just wanta vacation. Then we can replace Bobby.? Vicki sipped her green tea. ?I don'tthink I would or could enjoy a marriage based on strict monogamy any more.And I can't abide lying to each other? not that we would. I mean we talk aboutthings? but hiding, sneaking, lying to your spouse to keep an affair.? Shepaused to look directly at me. I had more than suggested the changes to our ?maritalfidelity', more like insisted really. Vicki had just given in over time.

She took her role in their lives seriously too. It was not strictly ?recreational?.Vicki felt responsible to take care of the sexual needs, appetites, and desiresof her lovers? all her lovers.

?Frankly, I enjoy the variety? and the sex. I don't want to give it up. Ijust want a vacation.? Vicki sat back from the table. ?I am going to leavea message for Bill.? She said. ?I don't want to quit. Honestly I like doingthem. I just want a break? for a while.? Vicki took another bite.

Jack paid the outrageous sum of $1.00 to own Vicki's body for the period ofthree months. We prepared and gave him a Deed, confirmed with a Bill of Saleas a receipt. He had renewed his Deed twice? and used it often. Vicki had sexwith him several times most weeks, usually after work and on the way home fromhis office. Jack was married. About once a month Jack came up with some outrageousevent for Vicki as the ?owner' of her sex. He used her in his business as wellas private affairs. He was creative, impulsive, inventive and fun? for bothof us.

Bobby was a younger man she had met at the spa several years ago. He had avoracious appetite for sex, her sex. Vicki enjoyed his passion and aggression.I had changed my tee-times to mid morning's Sunday so she could meet him. Vickiwas gone by six and home by nine, well serviced and ready to do Mom duty. Sheusually met him once or twice during the week too.

Bill was a salesman. He was a client of Jack's who had meet Vicki on one ofJack's sales calls. His area covered several states. He was in town every thirdweek for a few days. Vicki spent one of those evenings with him.

Then there was me? Vicki took good care of me, two or three times a week.It kept our relationship strong and devoted. Vicki had gone from ordinary maritalsex once every week or two to having sex almost everyday, sometimes severaltimes a day, and often with several different men in a day. Oral, anal, vaginal? lovers,clients, and husband Vicki took care of us all? developing a real appetitetoo. She never shrugged the pleasures or the responsibility to service hermen adequately. In fact she regarded them rather jealously.

One Saturday she had done Bobby in the early AM, me afterwards, Jack and clientsat a party that afternoon, Bill after dinner, and me again that night. I enjoyedher energy. I completely understood her wanting, no needing a vacation. ReallyI did, and now seemed as good a time as any.

This Saturday was quiet, our time together, family time? nice time. Jack wasaway on business. Bobby was getting serious about his new life. Bill had lefttown last night.

An Unusual Wednesday?.

?Hello.? Vicki answered the phone, it early Wednesday morning, before sheleft for work. This was the third week of her vacation. Vicki recognized thevoice at the other end. It was Jack's secretary. She had called on severaloccasions to set appointments for Jack when he was out of town. She had calledme before the shipping crate had arrived so I would be looking for it? thoughshe did not seem to understand its particular significance she was obviouslyprivy in someway to part of Vicki's activities. Jack's lease would expire thisweek.

?Jack wants to renew the lease? say this Friday? yes? He says to be readyfor shipping the following Friday afternoon.?

?Yes. When? what time Friday?? Vicki asked.

?Say about noon ? at Ruby River .? The woman said formally.

?Sure. I'll be there.? Vicki set the receiver down.

?Well, Hun. Jack wants to re-up? and I get shipped out this Friday? so muchfor the vacation.?

?Why didn't you put him off?? I asked frankly.

?Because it's Jack? besides I want a break from the vacation, if you knowwhat I mean.? She smiled wryly.

?Sure. What did you mean by shipped out?? I asked watching her gather hereffects to leave for work.

?Parcel Post? crate and freight.? She smiled. A glint twinkled in her eyeas she turned towards the front door. The excitement almost radiated in hersmile. The tires screeched a bit at the end of the driveway as she sped off.I smiled at her enthusiasm.

?You must be Vicki.? It was a simple enough statement of fact? except whendelivered unexpectedly by a woman? when you are expecting a man, your loverto be exact. It was Jack's secretary. Vicki recognized her voice almost immediately.

?Yes. And where is Jack?? The hostess led the two women towards a small boothat the back of the restaurant. Vicki stood. The woman sat down sliding acrossthe bench comfortably.

?My name is Karen. He's not coming. In fact I told Jack I would handle therenewal. I found this document in a file? at the back of his files? in hisdesk? quite by accident? while searching for a miss placed file? before a businesstrip of his.? She slid the Deed across the table for Vicki to examine. It seemedto be Vicki's Deed and her Bill of Sale.

The waitress took their lunch order. Vicki returned the papers. ?So what doyou think this means??

?Nothing really. It explained the phone calls. I really didn't care what thearrangements were for anyway.?

?Didn't care? and you do now?? Vicki asked sipping her iced tea.

?It seems that your phone number appears several times on the call list ofmy fiancé's cell phone bill?. I believe you know him.? Vicki sippedquietly not wishing to interrupt the woman.

?His name is Bobby?? Vicki nearly spit her tea. ?May I take it then, thatyou do know Bobby?? Karen smiled thinly at Vicki. ?Sorry but I must ask, doyou have a similar arrangement with him??

?Yes. I know Bobby? and no. The arrangements I, we, my husband and I havewith Jack are unique. As for Bobby, he broke it off a month ago? to be faithfulto you. He was quite fond of you.? Vicki stammered a bit flustered by events.Her mind raced as she fumbled with the situation. Vicki blushed, her heartpounding like thunder.

She smiled. ?Good for him.? The woman pushed another paper and a pen towardsVicki. It was a new Bill of Sale for Jack. Vicki read it over carefully beforesigning it. The woman handed Vicki a crisp new un-circulated one dollar bill,the proper purchase amount.

?I'll put that with the Deed.? Lunch arrived? a Cob salad for Karen and aCesar's Salad for Vicki? Karen slid two new pieces of paper towards Vicki.One was a Mortgage of Jack's Deed, a ?second' kind of document, giving theholder all of the rights of ownership? display, usage, possession, etc? secondto Jack, the primary Deed holder, and excluding the issuance of a third unlessthere were a resolution of the primary or secondary title holders claim. Theother was a very similar Bill of Sale? for the price of one dollar, consideration.

This sale is second only to those rights of Jack? and the sellershusband should she so choose ? and shall be primary to the rights of everyoneelse? in the amount of $1.00

Vicki read and reread the paper before her.

?So you want to make a purchase also?? Vicki stammered. ?What use would youhave of such a purchase??

The woman smiled. ?I intend to make it wedding gift of a sort? after the honeymoonand all.? Karen looked up serious as she spoke, ?I won't have him steppingout. And with you I will know when and with whom. ?I' will retain ownershipand thereby control however.?

?And is that your sole interest in this arrangement?? Vicki asked her mindracing to keep up with events, adrenaline coursing through Vicki's body pounding,racing wildly in her mind. Her heart paused earnestly awaiting an answer.

?Mostly. My interests are somewhat different than Jack's. Yet still, I mightfind some intrigue in my position.? Karen evaded a direct answer. Vicki consideredquietly while she ate. She had no interest in being with another woman? andthat would be a distinct possibility? She had never even considered another ?Deed'option running concurrently with Jack? and the additional demands on her time;if it were used in some fashion might prove difficult or overbearing to herfamily. Then there was her husband? what might he think of things? Vicki consideredcarefully.

?And if I don't sign it?? Vicki quipped.

?Then don't. There is no threat. We all know about things, you, me, and yourhusband.? Karen smiled pleasantly as she ate her lunch. ?But I think you will.?

?And will Jack know of this?? Vicki asked having just considered that possibility.

?What will it change really?? Karen's lips pursed a thin flat line. Her retortwas to the point. What would it change? for Vicki anyway? maybe for Karen,but Vicki could see little point passed that of personal embarrassment.

The papers sat in front of Vicki as she ate. Vicki did not answer for themoment. She was still considering? and recovering her composure. The papersat undisturbed and unsigned thru lunch. Once Vicki got over the shock shefound Karen, a younger lady, quite pleasant. She felt happy for Bobby too infinding someone so nice? and cute? petite, blond, blue eyes, a nice shape,well groomed? really a very pleasant Lady.

The waitress cleared the table leaving the lunch bill. The papers lay awkwardlybetween them.

?I'll get this if you get that.? Vicki retrieved the Bill of Sale, pen inhand, pointing at the lunch ticket. Vicki signed Karen's ?Deed in Second' andthe Bill of Sale. Vicki drew a very slow deliberate, deep breath before pushingthe papers back to Karen.

?Now that you have it what do you intend to do with it?? Vicki challenged.Not sure, hoping really, that Karen would never do anything with it. The ?point'she suspected was little more than the whole confrontation issue and not the ?using'of the lease itself. So it seemed to Vicki to be the reality of things at themoment.

?I'll get lunch.? Karen said passing Vicki another crisp new one dollar bill.They stood to leave. Karen held the door open for Vicki to leave?

?Friday the crate is mine.? Karen said as she walked briskly away leavingVicki in a stunned silence. Not the answer she had anticipated!

?You'll never guess who took me to lunch today.? Vicki said as we got intobed next to her husband.

?Alright, who?? I asked as I cuddled over close to her. I began tracing tinysoft circles around Vicki's areolas. I wanted her tonight. I could feel hernipples tighten at the attention. She has wonderfully large nipples nearly ¾ inchtall and just about ½ inch wide when fully erect. I rolled one gentlybetween my forefinger and thumb.

?Jack's secretary. She renewed his lease? and?? She paused, closing eyes focusingon the sensations in her breasts. ?Turns out she is Bobby's fiancé.? Istopped for a brief moment.

?No.?

?Yup, and she bought a lease option for herself.? Vicki smiled at my surprise.

?She knows? she bought a lease?. You're kidding!? I stammered. ?And you soldher one??

?I wasn't really sure at first. I mean, at first I thought she might justbe angry, or thinking of blackmail or something. So I told her that you knewabout everything. She didn't blink. She said I didn't have to sell her one? shejust figured I would.? Vicki began caressing my nipples. My hand followed theshape of her hip. ?I thought about it during lunch. Then I sold her a lease? fora crisp new one dollar bill. I'm rich you know. I've gotten ?two' nice newcrisp one dollar bills in one day.? She giggled.

?So now what?? I asked enjoying the feel of her thighs.

?Frankly, I'm just not sure. At first, I figured she just wanted a confrontation.Then maybe it was a novelty never to be used for anything. She said she wasgoing to give it to Bobby as wedding or an engagement present? so he wouldn'tbe tempted to ?step out' on her or something. But? the crate on Friday is? forher use.? Vicki began kissing my nipples. Softly I ran my finger tips alongher spine, over her hips and up her thighs.

?For her?? I asked with curiosity. ?Is that good??

?Not sure? Though I'd give her a chance? she seemed like a nice woman? andBobby thinks the world of her.? Vicki caught her breath as I began tracinglightly along the folds of her vulva.

I had other interest in the moment. The conversation died as Vicki's labia,excited and enlarged protruded past the vulva. I continued tracing, caressingher labia until her clitoris rose from the attention. Slowly, softly I ranmy finger tip about her stimulated clit. Vicki's tummy twitched. She moaned.It was nearly time for me to enter her. I loved making love to her. Her sexfeels soooo gooood as it welcomes my manhood. Slowly I begin to move my cockinside her warm wet pussy. Her response is good. She moaned clutching me tightlyinto her. ?Yes! Fuck my pussy?. Fuck me good. Yes!? I oblige enjoying her desireand passion. My wife buckles at the center cumming in a wonderful bonding orgasm.I release enjoying the sensations of filling her pussy with my cum. Yes! Ilove fucking my wife.

We lay quietly cuddling. It was Thursday night. Tomorrow Vicki was being ?cratedand freighted' for the weekend. I missed her when she was gone.

?Have you considered... I mean? being subject to a woman? she might? you know.? Iwhispered in the night.

?Yeah, I've been thinking about that a lot today. I never even had a curiosityabout being with a woman? once when I was a teenager? I had a dream? but that'sabout it. I'm not sure I want that to change either.? Karen spoke quietly.

?So what do you think she's about this weekend?? I asked rolling onto my back.

?I don't know. But I can't imagine that she'll have Bobby there, or anotherguy about? If you know what I mean.? Karen rolled to face me.

?Yeah?? I mused in the silence. ?So I guess you're planning on...? I falteredan attempt to soften the obvious.

?It seems inevitable. I have just been hoping to avoid the situation. I mean,I really like men. I like what we have... I enjoy taking care of all my men? alot.? She giggled. ?I'm not afraid of women, or hate those that go that way?? shestammered, ?I am just not sure I'm up to the reality of another woman? butthen I'm sure that I won't get through the weekend without it going that wayeither.? She mused about the words in the darkness. I listened.

?Seems strange that ?I' the most conservative one, find myself in the positionI do, faithful to you by being owned by others, servicing whomever, and nowa woman? and this time because ?I' sold ?myself' into this situation? of myown choosing? and because I like the sex, the sensuality of being owned bysomeone.? Karen placed my firm cock at her wet mound, closing her eyes shesat slowly, softly, sensuously onto my cock.

It was Friday PM when we crated Vicki. It took Vicki an hour of cleaning andfussing just to get the thing ready for use. It had sat in storage at the backof the garage for several months now. She wiggled and giggled as she sat ontothe dildo protruding from the seat. Then I began to fasten and strap her intothe crate. Ankles, thighs, wrists, and neck all locked securely into place.Then I worked the leather hood over her hair securing the laces snuggly.

?You comfortable?? I asked with a touch of caution.

?About as comfortable?.? I pumped once? twice? three times? on the ball gaginflator. ?as?mmmmppphhhh.? The response became muddled by the swelling ballin Vicki's mouth.

?Lastly the Electro-stim.? I said clearly as I flipped the switch. An immediatesqueal emitted from the leather hood. I laughed then screwed the crate's sidepanel into place. I set the crate at the garage the same as last time. Thephone rang almost before I had removed the hand truck from the crate.

?I'll be right back. You okay?? I asked leaving the hand cart under the crate.

A muffled, ?Mummphh.?, was Vicki's response.

?Hello.? I answered after the sixth ring.

?Is the crate ready for shipping??

?Yes. Where exactly are you shipping her?? I asked with more concern thancuriosity.

?Locally? in town.? Karen responded. ?Can you help me load the crate intomy truck??

?I suppose so.? I answered more curious than concerned now. Almost beforeI hung up the phone a truck pulled up to the curb. She must have been up thestreet when she called. The tailgate had a lift which the woman, a cute blondthing, lowered before she got out.

?Thank you. If you would put the crate next to the cab then I can tie it secure.We don't want to damage the cargo with any shifting about.? I tipped the crateenough to slide a hand truck under my crated Vicki walking her to the tailgate.The woman raised the gate. I corner-walked the crate to the cab. She beganroping it off? rather skillfully I might add. In a few minutes the crate, Vicki,was tied securely to the cab and the bed of the truck.

?See you Sunday night about ten.? She climbed into the cab and sped away withmy wife, Vicki, crated like cargo in the back of her truck.

?This is the crate I was telling you about. It is very fragile so be careful.? Itwas Bobby's voice Vicki heard as the two talked. ?Just leave it in the centerof the living room. I'll uncrate it later.? Vicki's sighed as she bumped tothe floor. It was going to be awhile before she was freed.

Questions raced wildly thru Vicki's mind. Did Bobby know? What did Bobby know?What had she told him? What was she going to do with her lease? Was she tobe presented like this to Bobby? now? as an engagement gift? or later. Vickidid not want Bobby to see like this, crated, like cargo? not now. Vickis heartpounded as she waited.

The door closed behind Karen and Bobby as they left while talking about dinnerplans. Vicki sat in the silence of her crate. It was late when Vicki heardthe door open. Two voices?

?Make love to me here? in the living room.? She said leading Bobby to thecouch. ?Tie my hands to the crate? take me here? now.?

?Okay.? Bobby began undressing his fiancé. Vicki listened attentively.Even though it was his fiancé jealousy raged wildly inside Vicki's mind.Bobby had been her lover, her man to fuck for many months. Karen was noisyas Bobby tied her hands to Vicki's crate. She struggled tugging and rockingVicki's crate as Bobby tied her ankles to the opposing legs of the couch. Bobbybegan licking her twat.

?Yes?. Yes? I'm cumming?. Yes!? She squealed. Vicki was sure that this wasdirected at her. Bobby grunted pummeling Karen's pussy. Tears welled up inVicki's eyes.

?Yes? Bobby? fuck me??

?I'm cumming.? Bobby grunted squirting his hot jism into Karen's pussy. Vickiflushed hot, angry with jealousy. It became silent. She struggled to overcomethe reality of her situation. The logic of Karen's engagement did little toease the anger, the jealousy, and pain in Vicki.

Bobby left. The crate sat silently in the dark. Vicki's owner simply wentto bed ignoring her completely? not even a tap on the side? a rude comment? nothing? justsilence after the fucking. It was morning when Karen opened Vicki's crate.Vicki struggled with her emotions as the side of the crate opened.

?Interesting, I've never seen the inside of the crate. I just made the shippingarrangements. This is Jack's own design.? She fondled Vicki's breasts examiningeach part of the crate. She took the hood off of Vicki. Vicki blinked strugglingwith the light of day. She left Vicki crated for another hour while she showered? andanother hour while she fussed about the kitchen. It took another fifteen minutesfor Karen to free her.

?Ever been with a woman?? She asked sitting on the couch across from Vicki.Vicki struggled to her feet. Her legs cramped and wobbled. Vicki held to thecrate stretching her legs.

?No.? Vicki said focused on her stiff limbs.

?Neither have I.? She said honestly.

?And?? Vicki puzzled as she stood straight the pain almost bending her inhalf again.

?I showered this morning. Take a shower. And we'll see how this works out.? Shepointed to the hall. ?I'll wait for you in the bedroom.? Karen stood leavingVicki to herself.

The shower felt good. Vicki had an inkling, a concern better said, that thisis where things would be when she sold her the lease?if anything at all? butnow facing reality it was more than a little intimidating. She did not desirea woman, though she had not been repulsed by it either. And in the light ofthe moment she had NO interest at all. That was in a large part, her delayat the signing, and in part the confrontational factors too. Yet she had signedthe lease. Vicki dried herself. Wrapping a towel about her Vicki opened thebathroom door. Vicki had not packed an overnight bag in the crate. She hadno clothing with her. She never used or needed clothing with Jack's ?crate & freight'trips. The blond lay waiting quietly wrapped in soft floral sheet.

?I have been contemplating this since I found your phone number.? Karen spokesoftly, barely above a whisper. ?You see Bobby is into? well? you know? helikes to tie me up for sex. I like it too? and so do you or your number? well? wouldn'thave been on his phone and all.? Vicki sat on the corner of the bed still wearingher towel.

?Yes? and?? Vicki encouraged Karen to continue.

?Well, you see I've been exploring this whole tying up? bondage type thing,on the internet. I thought that since you and I have Bobby in common I thoughtthat we could help each other out by experimenting? learning? training eachother. I want to learn more for Bobby? and I'm going to make a gift of youand I? as bondage partners, to him later? so I figure it would help you too.? Karenstruggled with her nerves hiding behind a thin smile.

?Okay. So, now what?? Vicki enquired, her curiosity peaking. She had neverconsidered anything of the sort but the ideas Karen expressed did have a certainintrigue for Vicki's imagination. And it did explain Karen's purchase, herin-experience, and commitment to Vicki's presence.

?Come here. For now I want us to get used to being together? I want you to? youknow?? Karen blushed pointing to her waist.

?Ah, yes?? Vicki dropped the towel wanting to slip quickly between the covers.She had never done ? you know ' with another women either and franklywas at least as nervous as Karen seemed. That felt reassuring in some odd way.

?You're bald? shaved clean.? Karen exclaimed as the towel fell to the floor.

?No, laser shaven. Jack had all my hair from the neck down removed the firstweek he owned me. I haven't touched a razor since.? Vicki knelt to the edgeof the bed.

?That is absolutely stunning. I'm going to have Bobby do that to me. I meanI hate shaving my legs? much less trimming and preening.? She sat up to observethe smoothness of Vicki's sex. ?May I?? She reached to feel between Vicki'slegs. Vicki lay back into the pillows exposing sex to the woman's curious fingers. ?Soft.No stubble or anything.? Vicki smiled. She was nervous but the touches feltgood.

?I'm sure Bobby would take care of it for you. He likes the feel too.? Thewoman seemed a bit taken back? momentarily? it passed.

?That's right. You've been with my Bobby.? Karen chocked on her own wordsbarely getting them audible. ?I feel a bit out of my element. I'm more thana bit nervous about being here with you... and the whole Bobby thing too.? Shesat back.

?Me too. I've never done this with a woman so I am struggling a bit too.? Vickibegan to caress her breasts.

Karen closed her eyes relaxing into silence. Vicki kissed softly upon hernipples. Her nipples responded in a familiar manner. Vicki's touch found thewoman's sex. She was wet. Vicki knew where to work magic upon her sex. Herfingers danced lightly subtly about the woman. Vicki pulled her hair back aboveone ear. Her sex smelled musky, strong. The tip of her tongue flicked acrossunfamiliar areas. It was tangy. Vicki let her tongue part the folds of thewoman's sex. Slowly Vicki licked tracing lightly the tangy pungent folds ofa woman. She began to twitch. Vicki focused her attentions again. The womanmoaned. Vicki began slowly sucking on her clit. She came loudly. Vicki continued.

?Don't stop? don't stop?? The woman came again and again, wave after waveof passion crashing thru her being. ?Yes. Oh, yes.? She came wildly again. ?Don'tstop.? Karen rasped wildly after she came. Vicki noticed the flushing of vaginalmoisture as she came. She avoided it. Karen came again? and again? and again.

?No? lick me? suck me dry.? The woman chided begging Vicki to continue. Vickidid as she was told.

?That was the best I've ever had! I've never had so many orgasms? like that? oneafter the other. Wow!? The woman bleated exhausted by Vicki's attention

?Let's get dressed and I'll buy us some lunch.? She almost bounced out ofbed. Vicki smiled following with a bit less enthusiasm. ?I don't?.?

?I took the liberty of buying an outfit for you to wear.? She called to Vickifrom the bedroom. Vicki had arrived naked.

?Where is that?? Vicki asked.

?It is in the upper right draw of the vanity.?

Vicki slid the drawer open. A new pair of suntan, shear to the waist pantyhose? a dark blue bra? with a hole at the end of each cup? 36C so it shouldfit ? in a manner of speaking?a shear lace black blouse? and burnt sienna skirt? almostknee length and spit up both sides to the waist ? laced with black ribbon.It was not intended to close the gap just keep it from flapping open.

?Interesting, do you really expect me to wear this thing?? Vicki presentedthe bra to Karen? a finger protruding through one of the holes.

?Your choice actually, but the blouse won't hide much.? She smirked. She wasright in that. It was a choice between being virtually bare breasted or theHoley Wonder she held in her hand.

Vicki tried the blouse without the bra?. No? she would be arrested for publicnudity. She fastened the bra, spun it around, bent over at the waist and adjustedit. Vicki stood to the mirror. As she expected, a nipple peaked thru one holewhile the areola showed at the other. She adjusted it a bit further. Finallyadjusted to fit, a nipple and partial areola protruded thru each hole? nowerect from the fussing. It was simple enough? she was going to show something.The only real question was how much. Vicki put on the blouse. Her nipples showedthough the lace of the blouse disguised most of her breasts.

?I've got a few other surprises for you this weekend.?

?I can't wait!? Vicki pulled on her hose grimacing at the thought.

?I need you to cinch this up for me.? Karen had put on a pale blue corset,half cup shelf bra with laces at the back. I want to improve my waist line.I signed up at the spa to tone things but I am gonna use this until I get thesize and shape I want.? Karen began to snug the laces. ?Tighten it as tightlyas you can to begin with.? Karen struggled mightily pulling hard upon the laces.Finally Karen slipped into her blouse. It was shimmering in the light but opaqueand very light weight. It clung to every contour of her breasts? and nipples.Even in the bedroom overhead light shadows removed all doubt. Her skirt wasa complimentary print flowing well past the knee? and split at the front? tothe waist. There was enough fabric to allow coverage if she was careful howthe split fell. With a quick flick of her wrist she thru the fabric back acrossher thigh.

?Well, what do you think?? Karen had shaved her own sex. It was a tiny neattrail of light fuzz? a few inches tall, no more than two fingers wide? endingat her clit, which she had neatly shaved. ?Not as permanent as yours but itmakes a nice presentation, don't you think?? With that they we off to do whatever?

Lunch was simple enough, Village Inn. ?We look positively trashy!? Vicki whisperedself-consciously.

?Excellent!? Karen ate her lunch with fervor. Karen was much more eager forthis than Vicki, though Vicki did understand and felt a genuine curiosity developing.

Next stop was ?Bed, Bath , and Beyond'? several large candles? those withseveral wicks and a fondue pot and the last stop was at a pet groomer's.

?This is Brutus. I asked Bobby to get him just last week.? It was a four monthold Lab, finely bread and groomed. She led Brutus to the car. Vicki sat silent,nervous, overwhelmed? and more than a bit intimidated.

Karen drove along the road. The sun was warm thru the window. Vicki sat silent.Her mind was racing wildly considering the ?Toys'? their conversations? andtheir attire.

?Brutus is? a curiosity I came across while doing a bit of research.?

?Do I dare ask?? Vicki said glancing sideways.

?Oh, sure, you can ask. You may not like the answer but you can ask.? Shesaid with a bit of a giggle.

?I don't think I will. I'm sure I don't want to know just yet. And what ifI don't want to go along with all this stuff?? Vicki asked flatly.

?Same as always, you choose, but I think you will. And besides I want youto help train me too. I don't want to do anything with you that you don't tryon me. And in time Bobby can play with both of us. At least that is what Ihope will happen.?

Vicki sat in silence fidgeting occasionally with the buttons of her blouse.

?So?? She asked insisting upon a response.

?I'm not going anywhere.? Vicki said with more than a touch of reservation.

?Good.? It surprised Karen to have Vicki agree so readily.

The drive to Karen's home passed in silence. Vicki listened to the pantingof Brutus, the quiet hum of the engine, and a blue spring sky. She found itnerve racking and yet still it gave her time to consider things. So much hadhappened in the past few days? the passed few hours had been a trip too. Shesmiled to herself staring out the window. Maybe Karen was serious about sharingin this ? do and be done ' thing after all. It could be interesting.She did enjoy being tied with Bobby. But this, this, bondage stuff. She musedat the odd turnings of things.

Vicki had never expected things to go this way when she signed the Bill ofSale with Karen. In fact truth-be told she had not expected anything to comeof it. She figured it to be a ?revenge ? embarrassment thing' to get even withher, though at some level she had contemplated something like this morningstryst. And while Vicki did not consider herself a lesbian or homophobic forthat matter or one to go both ways, she had considered the possibility andnot found it revolting? curious was a better expression. Not curious of whatit was to be with a woman but rather curious about what THIS woman might wantof her. Her mind drifted.

Vicki thought about her husband. Wait till he hears about this one! She smiledat the window in front of her. It was not often that she thought about himwhen she was with someone else. Usually her sense of the moment, her own passionsand desires kept her in the moment. She was not given to fucking one whileconsidering another. Vicki's passions kept her focused upon the cock insideher at the moment. That was okay too because she would make that same dedicationto every moment with her husband. Once in a while she thought about him, missedbeing in HIS arms, and questioned where she was, what she was doing, and why.Those thoughts created conflicts in her. And seldom was it that she could justpack it in saying sorry I want to go home now.

Vicki learned to accept the situations and her feelings. She loved her husbanddearly and had NO desire to leave him. At times she wished they had never startedthis extra- marital stuff. But they had. And what's more she liked the attention,the responsibility to keep her men well serviced; she liked the sexand didn't want to give it up now. Vicki smiled blushing at herself.

But this? this was a new trip indeed. She was not at all sure where this wasgoing, how she was going to feel about it, or why she felt compelled to followit thru. All Vicki seemed sure of was the moment. Here she was and here shewould be until crated and returned home tomorrow.

Karen spoke.

?I will be joining you in Phoenix for a convention in three weeks.Jack wants me hostess, and you are to crated and freighted.? Vicki had notheard about this yet. She made a mental note to be sure and tell her husband? andget a few days off if needed. ?What do you do there? I mean beside take careof Jack.? Karen asked over her driving.

?Last time I was blind folded and displayed as a center piece at the buffettable? and upon occasion I have to take care of the incentives for a businessprospect.?

?You mean naked?? She exclaimed.

?Oiled, and naked? and tied to the table top? with the buffet dishes all aboutme.? Vicki explained remembering vividly.

?And Jack let someone, some business client? well, fuck you?? Karen stammered.

?He ? owns ' my sex when I am with him? just like you ? own 'me this weekend? Jack uses me when and how he wants? and he does useme!? Vicki mused. ?I had one guy, the first one we sold a lease to that neverdid much of anything. It was a bore. I'd much rather Jack use his lease thannot.?

?And me?? Karen asked quietly.

?I'm here? you own me while I'm here? better to be used than no usedt tobe sure.? Vicki strained a wry smile.

Karen pulled into the drive. The garage door opened. What might be next?

?So now what?? Vicki asked as they walked inside.

?Now it's your turn. I'm more than a bit anxious, but this has to be partof the deal. I've thought a lot about your sex this past week? so now it'stime to make my part good.? Karen forced a thin smile. She was obviously uneasyabout her thoughts but equally determined.

?Come Brutus.? She called to her dog. Brutus bound passed into the house. ?Letme take care of Brutus then I'll meet you in the bedroom.?

Vicki thought better of asking about Brutus. But the thought of her gettinga real good licking made her thighs blush. Karen followed Vicki to the bedroom.Karen dropped her clothes at the foot of the bed, except for the corset. Corsettraining would require nearly 24/7 attention or it would not be worth the effort.Vicki took little time in removing her clothes. After all it was her turn.Vicki's sex was itchy, warm, and wanton? curious too? her reactions about awoman in her twat.

?Lay down.? Karen said softly. Vicki lay on the bed. Karen tied her to eachof the four bedposts. She began kissing each breast while rolling the opposingnipple lightly between her thumb and fore-finger. She kissed, caressed, andlicked her way to Vicki's sex. Finally Karen licked Vicki's vulva. She tastedsalty. Karen tickled her swollen wet pussy with the tip of her tongue. Vickigroaned rocking her hips slowly to the attentions of Karen's tongue. She paused,twitched, her tummy contracted? she came Karen collapsed along side an exhaustedVicki. Together they slept thru the afternoon.

Vicki awoke as Karen slipped from the bed. She listened quietly still tiedto the bed posts. Karen was fussing about sacks she had gotten out of the closet.Vicki dared not think about the possibilities? yet curiosity won out.

?Presents for me?? Vicki asked playfully.

Karen moved to the bottom of the bed. Kneeling, crawling towards Vicki sheplaced the large eight inch soft black strap-on at the entrance to Vicki'ssex.

?Now I'm gonna fuck you.? She whispered pressing the tip firmly against hervulva. Slowly she rocked the tip along Vicki's slit? patiently she pressedforward? moisture began to lube her sex. Slowly the dildo began to enter Vicki'sbody. She groaned wantonly.

?Ask for it?. Beg for it? I'm fucking you?? Karen stroked long slow thrustsgrinding Vicki's clit.

?Oooo? yyeesss?fuck my hot pussy?. Yes? fuck me? yes.? Vicki croaked. Vickibucked in rhythm to Karen, cumming wildly. Karen beamed with delight as shehumped her bound sub. Vicki nearly screamed with delight as she came buckingwildly against Karen's firm rubber cock. Karen pumped Vicki to exhaustion fallingto her side, cuddling, caressing? sucking a firm breast.

?You're not a bad first lay.? Karen quipped. ?I can see why Bobby enjoys fuckingyou.? She giggled. Vicki smiled, her eyes closed in silent pleasure.

?Now it's my turn. I want you to help tie me up securely. I have left instructionsin the envelope? from an internet site? That way I can't change my mind.? Karenfinished untying Vicki's wrists. She slipped Vicki's hood over her head. ?Iguess after I've tasted your sex the gag shouldn't bother.? Vicki untied herlegs kneeling to Karen she laced the hood secure and pumped the gag.

?Too much?? Vicki asked.

?Nnnn? mmm? ppp?? was the hooded response.

Vicki opened the envelope:

• Put the spreader bar between my legs.

• Put a pair of hand cuffs on my wrists.

• Spread a towel between the crate and the couch.

• Tie the spreader bar to the crate? your crate.

• Tie my cuffs to one leg of the couch.

• On the counter you will find a mix of honey and peanut butter,two small booties, and a digital camera. Spread a spoon full from my ass toand about my sex. Cover my pussy.

• Place the small booties on Brutus front paws. Use a bit of ducttape to keep them on his paws.

• Give Brutus a small spoonful of the peanut butter mix.

• Sit on the couch and take pictures?.

Vicki followed the instructions. Karen's sex was swollen with anticipationand wet as Vicki spread the mixture about from anus to clit. Then Vicki letBrutus in from the back yard. He eagerly licked the stuff from the spoon. Vickiscratched his ears. He rolled onto his back. She took a minute to sit and scratchhis tummy. Brutus was happy for the attention. Vicki went into the next roomsitting on the couch. Brutus followed tail wagging happily.

Click. Vicki took a picture of Brutus following her into the room. Curiositybrought Brutus to the fleshy object on the floor. He nudged Karen. She flinchedslightly. He sniffed the peanut buttered bottom. Karen jumped as his tonguecaught her crack. Instinctively she struggled against her ties. She was boundsecurely. She wiggled her bottom. It did not deter Brutus tongue as he lickedthe peanut butter away. His tongue caught the sent of her sex. Brutus beganto act fidgety, ridged as he finished off the peanut butter. Vicki clickedeagerly with the camera.

Brutus mounted Karen.

?Nnnnnnnn??.oooooooo?? rrrrrrrrr?? uuuuu?..ssssss? mumbled from inside thehood. Vicki took another picture. A long red sausage like cock found her swollenwet sex. Before Karen knew what was happening Brutus had penetrated her? buryinghis cock deep into her pussy. Tightly Brutus held on pulling Karen to him withhis front paws. She struggled with the weight and the ideas in her mind. Vickitook the pictures. Brutus began humping wildly?. And large red knot formedand disappeared into Karen. She came with a scream. Brutus humped? Karen squealed? Brutusturned his butt to hers? tied together?. Karen came again?. Vicki took pictures.

It took just over ten minutes before Brutus slipped from Karen's twat witha messy whoosh. Sticky cum dripped onto the towel? and ran down her thighs.Vicki took pictures. Brutus limped to the kitchen to clean himself. Vicki tookpictures.

Ten minutes more passed before Vicki released Karen.

?What a rush!! I was fucked by a damn dog!!? Karen paused. ?Did you get it.Did you get the pictures?? She pointed excitedly at the camera.

?Sure did.? Vicki sat back onto the couch handing the camera to Karen. Shelooked at most of the pictures.

?Wild!? Karen looked glassy eyed as she looked thru the digital pictures.

?I need a shower.? She disappeared into the bathroom. It was after four PM. Evening was right around the corner. Vicki considered Brutus carefully ashe rounded the corner.

?Well, I guess you got another good lay coming up big guy. I wonder if I'mup to it.? Vicki mused as she turned the TV on. ?We'll soon find out.? Shescratched his ears as she sat naked on the couch next to Brutus. He sniffedat her sex. ?Later. You'll get that later.? She pushed him away for the moment.

Vicki tried not the think about recent events. She had not found any offense,rather curiosity in Karen's sexual encounter with Brutus. But when those thoughtscross her mind with Brutus on her back?Vicki shuddered. It was her choice.Karen never pushed. Yet still Vicki knew she would go along. So she did herbest not to ponder coming events. Live it in the moment?. Karen had seemedto enjoy herself? so how bad could it be? Vicki cleared her mind.

Karen came out of the shower with her corset in hand. ?I need to put thisback on.? She handed it to Vicki. Vicki tugged each lace. It would take somedoing to

?re-shape' Karen as she had suggested. But better tried and failed than neverto try at all.

Karen slipped into a snug fitting pair of blue-jeans and flip-flops. Vickiwas still naked? and yearning for some cover.

?Do you have anything for me to wear??

?Sure do.? Karen returned to with a few things. She handed a light blue shelfbra to Vicki. Vicki looked curiously at Karen holding the thing with one finger.

?When you are with me your breasts will always be on display.?

?Oh.? Vicki began fastening the bra. Her breasts sat round, firm, and on display.The blouse was a simple aqua floral print, completely opaque about the backand sides? and thing white lace appliqué adorned the bodice? acrossVicki's breasts? prominently displayed and given only just enough cover withthe appliqué as to suggest coverage while still plainly visible. Vickiwinked at Karen.

?Cute? and in public? or with guests?? She queried.

?As is.? Karen quipped. ?There is a black vinyl skirt in the bottom drawer.It zips from top to bottom? no panties. We're going to go dancing tonight.?

?Do you realize that we look like we are advertising, offering something,dressed like this in public?? Vicki asked she picked up the skirt.

? You are. They can look and touch. You cannot refuse theattentions? but no sex. That is mine. Now let's see. Unzip it from the bottomand two inches?yes, that will do nicely.?

?Okay. And how much do you want to let them feel?? Vicki asked a bit miffedat the tenor of events.

?If they're not blind, they can see what you have. Let them look. A few willwant to touch. Let them? let them touch whatever they want.? Karen stood upfrom the sink where she was applying her make up. ?Tell you what; we won'tleave until you've been completely felt up? at least once. So it's up to you.You just have to tell me afterwards.?

?That should be easy enough. With the advertising you are making me do someonewill cop a feel before we get sat down.?

?No, not just a feel? explored? felt up? completely? diddled? at least oncetonight.?

?Oh.? Vicki said quietly. ?And you? Tell you what; let's make it interestingfive bucks for each time I get felt up against five bucks for each time youget felt up.? Vicki challenged. Karen thought a moment.

?Okay. But it doesn't count unless fingers actually touch sex? and ten bucksif you can get finger penetration but only in my presence? and twenty if youcum while we sit there.?

?Nasty. You're just nasty? but it's a deal!? Vicki proclaimed.

Karen and Vicki sat at a small booth next to the dance floor. The band wasloud even if they weren't exceptional. It took a few minutes for someone toask Karen to dance. Vicki left the booth before Karen finished the first dance.The next two dances passed easily now that they were both on the dance floorthen came a slow dance. Karen's partner cuddled in close allowing his off handto find the top of her bottom. She did nothing to deter him. Vicki's partnersoon followed.

?I like your blouse.? He smiled as he examined her breasts perched upon theshelf bra.

?I don't think so? I think you like what you see.? Vicki corrected.

?Sorry. I mean? I didn't mean to?? He blushed. She pulled him closer as themusic droned on.

?That's okay. If I minded I wouldn't have worn this outfit. Come sit withme.? Vicki asked as the music ended. Karen and her boy joined them. The guysordered drinks. Vicki took her guys hand placing it under the table and directlyin her lap. It took almost a full minute for his hand to find her flesh. Softlyshe patted his hand leaving him to his pleasures as the four of them visited.

His hand caressed her thigh. She did nothing, except an encouraging smileas he tugged at a bit on the brass ring attached to her zipper. Carefully Vickitook hold of the off side of the skirt. Slowly the zipper slipped upwards? click? click? click?click.Each tooth of the zipper slipped open. Vicki held on to the skirt, not at allsure how far he was going to unzip her skirt. Besides she could always re-zipit in a few minutes. It took another song? and a second drink before his handslipped onto the soft inner parts of her thigh. Vicki shifted in her seat.He froze. She opened her legs a bit allowing access to her sex. A smile andhis finger tips brushed the Promised Land. She waited smiling, visiting; waiting? hisfinger dipped her wet sex.

Karen smiled as she watched Vicki knowing what she was upto. Softly Karenslipped her guy's hand between the folds of her skirt and onto her leg. Slowlyshe slid it upwards thru the crack in her skirt. He diddle her sex? to abruptlyto have any real interest to Karen, but a bet was a bet.

Vicki winked at Karen and held her hand flat on the table showing Karen thefive buck sign, then two fingers for a ten as a strange finger slipped inside.Karen nodded. Another song Karen winked at Vicki. It was time to dance again.

Vicki leaned to Karen as they walked to the dance floor. ?Ten.?

Karen winced. ?Five.?

By the time Vicki and Karen were ready to leave it was 25 to 30 for Karen.Their last challenges were busy fingering each of the women. Both Vicki andKaren were ?well-oiled'. Vicki looked directly at Karen. Her tummy twitched.It felt so good. She wanted to cum so badly. He sat quietly stroking her clit.Vicki caught her breath. Karen stopped talking knowing that Vicki was at thethreshold of orgasm. Vicki looked at Karen, smiled, caught her breath again? astruggled to maintain composure as she came. Her body shook. Her voice broke.She barely missed a step in the conversation? as she came. Vicki pressed herlegs together smiling at her escort.

?You're fine? stay another minute.? She whispered into his ear. ?I like yourhand exactly where it is.?

Karen was not going to cum? not here? not tonight. She knew that and knewthat she would loose to Vicki? tonight anyway. The two women made their excusestaking a cab home.

?Oh, fuck me? tie me up and fuck me? I need to be fucked.? Karen crooned asthey giggled their way into the house. Vicki got out the ropes as Karen laydown. Vicki obliged tying Karen to the crate and couch? and then fucking herwildly with their soft rubber strap-on. Vicki loved it!! Karen came noisily.The two staggered to bed exhausted.

Morning found Vicki sitting on Karen's face while sucking, licking, and eatingKaren's sex. Karen was busily buried in Vicki's sex. The morning passed withnoisy orgasms each woman taking turns fucking the other. Late afternoon foundthem lying lazily in bed? dozing? resting from the weekend.

?One thing left.? Karen said as the sun began to set. ?Brutus.? That was allKaren said.

?Okay. I guess, though I really would rather not? honestly!? Vicki said flatlyhaving forgotten about Brutus.

?You want to be tied up or what?? Karen asked walking towards the closet.

?No. I'm fine. Get him ready and I'll be right out. I want to use the bathroomfirst.

Vicki took care of her business before walking out to the living room. Brutuswas lapping at Karen's sex.

?Are you going to do him or am I?? Vicki asked.

?You are. Kneel down here.? Karen pointed to the couch. Vicki bent over thebench. Brutus began licking her bottom. It didn't take long before Vicki'ssex was very ready. Brutus found her sex without much ado. Before Vicki realizedit his cock was more than half buried in her pussy. Soon she was cumming wildly? thisknot disappeared. Vicki was well fucked and tied? Karen took lots and lotsof pictures.

Vicki arrived on time. I helped Karen unload her crate. Karen was very pleasantand polite as she thanked me and left. I took my wife into the garage.

?Karen left one last instruction. You are not to be uncrated until morning.I'll be back in the early morning. Night love.? I said tapping upon the crate.

?Mmmppphhhh?? was all that was said as I turned the lights off.

I set the alarm clock for an hour earlier than normal. It would take Vickia while to unwind and clean up before work. Vicki was a bit cross about spendingthe night in the crate, but none the worse for wear.

?How did it go?? I asked as she soaked in the tub.

?Not bad really, very, very, different than anything I had expected.? Vickisaid quietly.

?So did you two?? I asked.

Vicki looked at me and smiled. ?What do you think? She owned me for the weekend.?

?And was it fun? did you enjoy the weekend?? I pried a bit more.

?It was really different. Yeah, I enjoyed myself. She has a plan of sorts,a reason for buying a lease. She wants me to help train her for Bobby? andshe has quite the imagination.?

?I want to own you? like they own me. So prepare a Deed and all for tonight? andI'll tell you all the details you want? after we complete the sale.

?Hun, you do own me, we're married.?

?Not that way. I want to own you like Jack and Karen own me.?

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