0 comments/ 34502 views/ 2 favorites Dina Ch. 04 By: freaknut Special thanks go out to thesoundandfury and Hotscribe for all their help with this series. Thanks guys!! *This is a work of fiction. If erotic material is offensive to you or you are not of age to view such material, do not read any further.* "James, I'm heading out to the salon now, is there anything you need while I'm out?" Dina called downstairs as she finished applying her makeup. Taking a step back to appraise her reflection, Dina was shocked to see that she appeared more vibrant than she had in weeks. She and James, her husband of six years, had begun working on their marriage and as a result Dina seemed to glow constantly. Her sable hair gleamed and her cheeks were rosy, no need for rouge today. "No, I'm good for now Dina. When do you think you'll be back," James said as he entered their bedroom. Running his eyes over Dina, James felt that flash of pure animal attraction as he gazed at Dina. Her body was to die for, set off by the coral sundress she wore. Her legs were long and tanned, her breasts firm and proud on her chest. His fingers itched to pull her to him and slowly peel her sundress off. "I'm not sure. I'm scheduled for a manicure and pedicure, and I'm also thinking of getting my legs waxed. It takes forever to shave these monsters," Dina complained. "Well sweetheart, do whatever you feel is necessary. Why don't you get that sexy French manicure while you're there? I have a surprise for you tonight," James replied. "Oh, a surprise, eh? Well you know I can't stand anticipation. What is it? Is it going to be like the surprise you gave me a couple weeks ago with that return visit to our 'special' lagoon?" she asked. "You'll just have to wait and see my dear. I think you'll like it. Why don't you stop and pick yourself up something to wear? I was thinking something kind of dressy casual," James told her. "I'll see what I can find," Dina replied absently, her mind still mulling over his announcement of another surprise. Turning to face James, Dina was hit by the pull in her loins. At 46, James was still handsome. He was slim and tall, a perfect swimmer's build. Silver had begun to shoot through his dark hair, adding a decidedly distinguished air to him. He was dressed in his weekend uniform of an outrageously tacky Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts, his legs muscular and tan. He had recently begun to cut back his hours to spend more time with Dina and it agreed with both of them. The worry lines and wrinkles had begun to smooth out in his face, only appearing when he smiled widely at something Dina said or did. "Well, I guess I should be off then. I'll be back in a couple of hours. What are you going to do while I'm gone?" Dina asked as she crossed over to kiss him goodbye. "I think I'm going to work on a few of those briefs from the Littman case and then probably swim a few laps in the pool," James replied as he returned her kiss. Tongues twisting and sliding, they drank deeply of each others mouths, never getting enough. Dina stood on her tiptoes, her breasts straining against her sundress as her nipples tightened and heat pooled in her groin. Tangling his hands in her shoulder length hair, James tightened his grip, angling her head backward. Tearing his lips from hers, James began nipping lightly down her neck, swirling his tongue on her exposed collarbones. Dina moaned and shifted closer to him, her needs beginning to swamp over her. Pulling back from her soft skin, James chuckled and once he had his breathing back under control, he said, "Well, I think we'll leave the rest of that for when you get back. Now get going, and enjoy yourself." And with a swat to her firm ass, James turned and walked downstairs. Dina spent a few more minutes upstairs, mainly to calm down her racing nerves. Her breathing was ragged and her nipples were rock hard. Her shaven pussy lips rubbed together saucily with her copious juices. After her color returned to normal, Dina picked her purse up and slipping her dainty feet into some Prada sandals, headed down to the garage. Opening the connecting door from the house to the garage, Dina was thrilled to see that James had had her Mustang washed. He had pleaded and begged her to allow him to buy her a newer car, one more luxurious than her Mustang, but Dina refused. Her Mustang was a pure muscle car and she had had it restored to its original beauty. It was a 93 GT, complete with a 5.0L engine. As she climbed in and cranked it over, the motor caught with a throaty growl, the vibrations stimulating Dina's crotch. Backing out of the garage, Dina lowered the top and with a peel of rubber, headed down the driveway to downtown Tampa and to her favorite salon. Pulling to a stop outside International Nails, Dina fixed her windblown sable locks and reapplied her coral lipstick. She grabbed her bag and got up out of the car, her good mood reflected in her infectious smile. Walking inside the salon, Dina was hit by a blast of cool air. "Hey Linda, I'm here for my manicure/pedicure. I also wanted to talk to you about getting my legs waxed. I'm so sick of shaving them everyday," Dina said as she walked over to the receptionist. "Well Mrs. Daly we can help you with that. In Florida, waxing is almost a necessity with the warm weather year round. LuAnn should be with you shortly, she's just finishing up with a new client." "Ok, I'm just going to pick out a new shade of polish," Dina said as she wandered over to the racks displaying all of the shades they had available. Dina heard her manicurist finishing up with her new client and as Dina turned around to greet LuAnn, she was shocked to see that the new client was none other than her roommate from Yale, Rosalind Pierce. "Oh my god, Roz!" Dina squealed at seeing her old friend. "Dina! Oh my God, I haven't seen you in years! What are you doing here?" Roz practically screamed as she threw her arms around Dina to hug her. "Well, I live here now. Once James and I got married, we headed south. He was tired of those hard winters," Dina answered as she stepped back to survey her friend. Roz had basically remained the same, her red hair still as fiery and curly as Dina remembered. Roz stood almost a head taller than Dina, a fact which had always made Roz uncomfortable, but she seemed to have finally grown into her own skin. Roz was obviously Irish, her green eyes fierce and her freckles predominant. Her hair was wild and curly, framing her porcelain skin. "I'm glad to hear you and James are still together. And everyone thought it wouldn't last. Well, I just got a job down here, at Daly, Daly and Smith. Isn't that a hoot? And one of the girls in the office suggested this salon. After all the strain of moving, I decided that I should treat myself to a day of beauty," Roz replied. "You have to be kidding me. Who hired you? As one of the partners at Daly, Daly and Smith, I should have known. I can't believe you're going to be working with us. You were always in top form at school, I'm ecstatic to have such a talent among us," Dina told her. "Well actually, you probably didn't recognize the name. My name is now Rosalind Barnes. I got married after school and it ended last year. I didn't change back to my maiden name because all my clients knew me as Barnes. But, I have to say, knowing I'll get to spend time with you again, makes the job that much sweeter," Roz said. "Can you stick around for a bit? I'm getting my nails done and maybe some waxing, and we have years to catch up on," Dina asked. "You couldn't tear me away, hon. I'm really glad I ran into you," Roz said as she settled into the chair beside Dina. As LuAnn worked on Dina's hands and feet, Roz and Dina caught up on all that had happened since they had last seen each other six years ago. Roz told Dina about how she had found the illustrious Mr. Barnes cheating on her in their bed with their maid. Dina told Roz that she and James had had some problems, but they were working through them and beginning to put their marriage back together. Time flew as the two women chatted, laughed and cried while catching up. It seemed to each of them that no time had passed since they last saw each other. "Ok, Mrs. Daly, it's time for your wax now. If you'll just follow me," LuAnn said as she pushed back from her station. Panicked, Dina turned to Roz. "Will you come with me? I've never had this done before and I'm kind of scared?" "No problem sweetie. I don't mind at all. I remember what it was like the first time I got waxed. I cried like a baby." Upon seeing Dina's alarm, Roz hastily added, "But it was because I didn't have someone there to hold my hand." The two women followed the petite Asian back to the waxing room. Entering the room, LuAnn instructed Dina to disrobe the lower half of her body. Dina stepped behind a pretty Oriental dressing screen and did as she was asked, except she had to get fully unclothed because of her sundress. Reappearing from behind the screen wearing a towel, Dina gingerly situated herself on the work table. LuAnn was busy in the corner heating the wax and preparing the strips of muslin that she needed to remove the hair and wax. Roz took a seat beside Dina, and grasping her hand in hers, began to babble incessantly, anything to relax Dina. LuAnn smeared the hot wax on Dina's right leg, starting at the bottom and working her way up. Once she had an even coat applied, she applied the muslin and with a brisk motion, removed the strip and the unwanted hair. "Yowl!" Dina screamed as LuAnn removed the strip. She clutched Roz's hand tight in hers, the redhead moving her other hand to stroke Dina's thick hair, murmuring soothing words to her. LuAnn deftly finished the waxing job, Dina's legs instantly turning red and swelling slightly. "Is there anything else you want waxed Mrs. Daly," LuAnn asked. "Actually, since my body has gotten used to this, I was thinking of getting a Brazilian wax done. Can you do that for me Lu?" Dina asked her faced burning with embarrassment for some reason. "Not a problem Mrs. D. Just give me a moment, I need to heat more wax." "You don't mind being here for this do you Roz?" Dina asked her friend. "Dina, I've seen you naked a million times when we were roommates. There's no big shock," Roz replied laughing. LuAnn returned to the table with the requested wax, first waxing Dina's mound smooth. Dina usually kept her dark, curly pubic hair trimmed and shaved into the shape of diamond, and her lower lips smooth. LuAnn waxed all of the hair off except for a small wisp of a "landing strip", and her lower lips impossibly smooth. Dina's pussy reacted as her legs had, turning a furious shade of red and swelling. LuAnn began applying a chamomile and aloe lotion to her skin, soothing the burn away. Dina lay back, panting from the ordeal of being waxed. Her skin was flushed, her breasts tight and her nipples hard. Roz had continued to stroke her hair and with LuAnn rubbing her legs in a firm but soothing motion, Dina found herself oddly becoming aroused. She was confused by this turn of events. She had never been attracted to other women, none of the usual curiosity that happens in college. When LuAnn worked her small hands to Dina's enflamed pussy, a light moan slipped out as the Asian began rubbing her outer pussy lips and mound with the lotion. In the meantime Roz had noticed Dina's reaction to the massage, her own nipples hardening as she saw the state of Dina's arousal. She had always been attracted to Dina, but Dina had always and consistently sent out the "straight only" vibe. Roz had never pushed things with her and Dina, but after seeing the trim brunette's reaction to the massage, Roz knew that she had to try something soon. LuAnn finished her massage and Dina rose from the table and skirting around the dressing screen, securely wrapped in her towel, she began redressing in her sundress. She was mortified that she became aroused from the massage and from Roz's comforting. She mentally shook her head and thought, I have to be going insane. I've never been attracted to girls. It was just a reaction to the pain of being waxed. But, oh boy! James is going to love this new hairdo down there. Dina finished dressing and stepping back out from the screen saw Roz was still in the room. "Thanks for sticking around. I know I acted like a baby, but you were right. I wanted to cry when she first ripped that strip of muslin off of me," Dina said with a nervous laugh. She could almost feel the shift in their relationship and it made her slightly uneasy. "Hey, it's no big deal. I'm still shocked you got the Brazilian done. You got more guts than I do. I could never do that. But if I ever do, I'm having you hold my hand," Roz said in a flirty voice and batted her eyelashes at Dina. "Well I hate to just run off, but I still have to shop for an outfit for tonight. James decided to take me somewhere and he won't say where. I just hope he likes the uh, changes, I guess you can say." "No biggie. I'll tell you what, you have fun shopping and on Monday, I'll stop by your desk and we can grab some lunch and you can tell me all about this surprise, ok?" Roz asked. "Works for me. It's a date then. Well, it was so good to see you girl! I'm very happy that I'll be seeing more of you," Dina said as she hugged Roz goodbye. Dina turned and headed out of the salon as Roz stayed to collect her things. Oh, it's a date alright, Roz thought, and there will definitely be more of me you see, Dina. Chuckling at the thoughts in her head, Roz tipped LuAnn, made her follow up appointment for the same time as Dina's and climbed into her black Saab to head back to her apartment for what was sure to be a long afternoon spent masturbating. To be continued...and as always, feedback appreciated. Dina Ch. 05 Special thanks to thesoundandfury and Hotscribe for all their wonderful insight and guidance with this series. *If erotic material offends you, or you are not of legal age to view such subject matter, do not read any further.* Dina Daly slowed as she approached the driveway to the house she shared with James. She had had an eventful day. First she had run into Rosalind Pierce, wait no, it was Barnes now, at her salon. Then she had gotten her first waxing, a painful occurrence that had left her legs and pussy red and throbbing. Her subsequent massage, coupled with Roz's comforting, had left Dina with a heat between her legs brought on by females solely. She had never considered herself curious about the opposite sex, but after today, Dina was beginning to doubt her feelings and desires. Pulling her Mustang into the garage, Dina gingerly lifted herself from the sports car. Her slim legs were sore now, but smooth as silk. She had removed her delicate white bikini panties, her mound and pussy lips too sensitive from the wax to tolerate the material rubbing intimately against her. She reached into the rear seat of the car to remove her new purchases. James had told her to pick up something new, they were going out tonight, but he wouldn't tell her where. It was going to be a surprise. Walking through the connecting door, Dina was hit by the smell of steaks broiling and the sound of water boiling. "James? I'm home. You'll never believe who I ran into at the salon," Dina said as she tossed her gleaming sable locks behind her shoulder as she set down her parcels. "Who did you run into, Dina?" James called as he checked his pots cooking on the stove. "Rosalind Pierce, well Barnes now. She got hired at the firm, did you know?" "You're kidding. That's the Rosalind that old Smith hired? He said she was sharp as a tack. Well, I'm happy for you sweetheart. I know you've missed spending time with her." "What are you cooking? It smells delicious," Dina asked as she settled unto one of the stools on the other side of the counter. "Well I broiled some filets, made some rice and I have some asparagus with hollandaise sauce. I figured you'd be famished after your shopping and salon appointment, so I whipped us up a delicious dinner," James said as he tapped the spoon against the edge of the pot. Dina looked different. She had a faint blush high on her cheekbones and she was fidgeting. "James, I have something to tell you. Since we've become so open with each other, I think there's something I need to tell you. Bear with me, it's kinda difficult to talk about, but I'm confused. See, when I went to the salon, I ran into Roz and while we chatted during my appointment, she came back with me when I went for my wax," Dina began. "Wait a minute. You got waxed? Didn't you tell me that you would never sit through that medieval torture?" James teased. "Oh hush James, and let me finish. Anyway, I was getting my legs waxed, and it hurt, oh my god, did it hurt, but then my body got used to it, so it was just one pain all over. I decided to get everything waxed, including my mound so I wouldn't have to shave all the time. When LuAnn had finished waxing, she rubbed a soothing and cooling lotion all over my legs and pussy. I got turned on James. From a woman!" Dina finished as she buried her head in her hands. "Dina, it's not a big deal. You were feeling vulnerable and with LuAnn, I'm sure she was just trying to ease the pain. It wasn't like she was trying to turn you on. I wouldn't put much stock in it, hon. It was just a reaction to everything," James said as he came around the side of the counter to wrap his arms around Dina's slim body. "So it doesn't mean I'm gay?" Dina asked quietly. James chuckled, the sound deep in his chest. "No hon, you're not gay. Just a victim of circumstances, I'd say." "Ok, then I guess I don't really have a reason to be so freaked out." "Not at all. It's just a normal reaction, Di. Don't worry about it," James said as he returned to preparing their dinner. "Well, Dina, dinner's done. Want to get washed up and I'll set the table?" "Sure James, I'm just going to go hang up my new clothes and splash some water on my face," Dina said as she walked back through the living to head upstairs. As Dina walked from the room, James's head began to swirl with ideas. Since Dina had participated in a threesome with his friend from school, he had begun to work on her letting her guard down and releasing some of those inhibitions. She was changing and he couldn't help but find her sexier than usual. The idea of Dina and Roz getting together for a lesbian affair made his cock stiffen in his pants, lengthening and straining against the fabric. Taking a deep breath, James's mentally pushed the image from his mind, and reaching into the cabinet, began taking out the necessary items for dinner. When Dina returned to the dining, James had set the table, opened a bottle of Merlot and had the five armed candelabra blazing. The result was instant intimacy, the two of them surrounded by the shimmering light, the aroma of the mesquite and hickory wafting in from the grill. Dina found she was starving, her stomach growling when the aromas tickled her nose. "James, this is absolutely scrumptious. I was starving," Dina said as she cut into her filet. "Glad you like it hon. We've been so good lately with sticking to the no red meat diet lately, that I had a hankering for a steak." "Hey, you'll get no complaints out of me," Dina said as she popped a forkful of steak into her mouth, her pink lips pursed as she savored the meat. "So, what's this surprise you have for me tonight? I did as you asked and got something dressy casual, whatever that is." "Tonight we're going out to a club. It's a bit different than any club we've gone to before, but I think you'll like it. It's something new to try," James said. "Well, I'm excited. It must be some kind of club for you to risk going to, especially since you've already begun to start the campaign." "That's another thing I wanted to talk to you about, hon. I don't think I'm going to run. The party has another very strong candidate for this Congressional district, one I think that will serve the district better than myself. I didn't realize the extra strain it would cause us and our marriage, and now that I've had a month to think about it, I've decided to drop out of the race. However, I fully plan on putting on full support behind Tom McLaughlin. I think he'll do some good things on the Hill," James responded as he put his fork down and picked up his glass of wine, draining it when he finished his rushed explanation. "James, I know how much you wanted this, but I have to say that I think you made the right decision. Tom is a great candidate and I think that your reasons for dropping out are admirable. You put family first, which not a lot of politicians do. They expect the wives to keep up all outward appearances even if they aren't happy. I think this is going to be great for us and for the firm as well. Just think of all the great publicity that was generated from this," as Dina reached across the table to close her hand over James's. Looking into Dina's soft brown eyes, James's couldn't help but become a bit choked up. Everyone had assumed that he had married the young co-ed, who was 18 years his junior, as a midlife crisis trophy wife. He wasn't even sure if that was an underlying motive, but all he knew now was that Dina had proven to be a dedicated wife, partner and above all, friend and confidant. Finishing their meal in a comfortable silence, they rose and began clearing the table. Loading the dishes in the dishwasher, James turned to Dina. "Are you sure you're ok with all this? I know I should have talked to you first before pulling out of the election, but I felt that strongly about it." Dina laughed and said, "James, I know that everything you do has a purpose and if you feel strongly enough about something, I will always supported you." Wrapping her arms around him, Dina pressed her lips to his, feeling his smooth skin, "I have to admit, it's a big relief to have it all behind us. I was worried about all the tabloids that would swoop down on us once the election got in high gear." "Well, I can't think of a better subject for them to try and take pictures of," James whispered as he pushed a stray wisp of her hair off of Dina's cheek. "Ooo, someone's really laying on the charm. Can't say as though I mind it though." "Hey, it made you smile, and that smile looks so good on you, babe," James said as he kissed Dina's neck. Her skin was so soft, so supple, he couldn't help tasting the other side of her neck. Dina's moan of pleasure and surprise seemed to spur James on. He feasted on her shoulders, her collarbone, all the while, firmly caressing her back. Dina felt shivers running up and down her body as James's lips traveled over her landscape. The fires that had cooled before in the valley between her legs began to fan themselves and race along her skin. "We should probably start to get ready James, if you want to make it out of here tonight," Dina whispered as she struggled to control her rampant hormones. "Just one more," he whispered as he dragged her down for one more soul-searing kiss. Dina felt her breath sucked from her lungs, her tongue alive and dancing in his mouth, her hands fisted in his salt and pepper hair, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Her moan of need echoed his, their bodies fused together as one. James gradually eased the pressure of his lips on Dina's, their chests heaving as they slowly broke apart. Dina lowered her head to his chest, her heart beating wildly. "I don't believe I've ever been kissed like that before," Dina murmured. "That was magical," James replied. "Why don't you go up and start getting dressed, I'll be up shortly." Dina walked on unsteady legs upstairs to their room, her cheeks flushed and her nipples stiff. James was certainly surprising lately. From dropping out of the election, to concentrate on their relationship, James was going out of his way to shower attention on her. Not that Dina minded, she was enjoying herself more than ever. It was like they were newlyweds all over again. So much for the seven year itch, she thought as she pulled her new purchases out of their bags. Dina had spent hours browsing for the right outfit. She considered herself to be stuck between generations. She certainly had the slim, toned body to wear the latest fashions and at 28, she wasn't a dinosaur, but she was married, and had been married for 6 years. She couldn't just run around town, flaunting her bare stomach and the dimples above her ass. So she compromised. She had selected some khaki cargo capris, the waist cut a bit lower than she was used to, and she had purchased a white oxford shirt to go with it. It was a classic, tailored man's oxford, but with some small decidedly female details. The collar was smaller, opening wider at the throat, showing off a fair amount of cleavage. The salesgirl had told Dina to leave the last two buttons undone, so that she still covered her tanned stomach but flashed glimpses of it occasionally. Dina walked over to her stereo, selecting an 80's disc, and popped it into the shelf system. Soon the sounds of Tainted Cell were echoing through the room as Dina swayed to the music and brushed her long, sable hair. She was putting on her makeup when James walked into the room. "Damn Dina, I swear, you get sexier each day," James commented as he let out a wolf whistle. "Oh, you like it? It's just an old outfit I wear when I don't really care what I look like," Dina replied. "Well, it sure does look good," James told her. "I guess I'll go ahead and get dressed now. Although, I'm afraid I may embarrass you. You look so good and I'm such an old man." "Oh please! That's why the waitress at Ch`e Nick's always seems to need a towel for all the drool. I'm not about to stroke your ego anymore than is necessary Mr. Daly. You're one of the sexiest men on the planet, and you know it," Dina said as she swiped his ass with her palm. She was right though, James was handsome. At 46, he still had a swimmer's body, long and lean, and his salt and pepper hair just added distinction to an already great package. His blue eyes twinkling as he smiled, lines at his eyes giving him a Paul Newman type look. "Ok, if you really think I'm hot, I guess I won't worry about it. So can I wear my white leisure suit and brown boots?" James teased her. With mock horror, Dina covered her eyes. "Oh please not that! I thought I burned that when you were away last time." "You little minx, that's where it went. I thought maybe someone had boxed it up for memories. Damn, and I loved that suit. It got me all the women I could and couldn't handle." "James, it's not the 70's anymore. Women don't fall for High Karate and leisure suits. Why don't you get dressed? We'll never get there if you don't hurry up." "Nag, nag, nag, all you do is nag. Ok, I'll get dressed. The Docker's and that plaid shirt?" James asked as he headed for the closet. "Yeah and don't forget to wear some sexy underwear." "Why sexy underwear? What kind do you have on?" James asked with a quizzical look on his face. Dina turned around and slowly lowered her new cargo pants. James's mouth watered as he saw that she had no underwear on at all. All he saw was a smooth expanse of tanned skin, her ass cheeks white where her bikini covered her up. "How do you like my new panties? They're from Victoria's Secret, they're called, Barely There, and I paid a fortune for them. I guess Vicki's secret is out...that's how she makes all her money. Charging people for things that aren't really there!" Dina said saucily. "Get dressed you saucy thing. If you want to get there, we need to get going now or we're going to miss everything," James said as he buttoned the last button on his shirt. He held his arm out for Dina, and tucking her hand into his, they headed out to the garage. James held open the door of the Mercedes for Dina and walking around to the driver's seat, climbed in. "So where are we going?" Dina asked for the hundredth time. "We're going to a club called Ephemeral. It's in Clearwater, and it's an upscale club with dancers," James answered, wording his reply as vaguely as he could. "Dancers? You mean strippers?" Dina asked incredulously. "In a manner of speaking, yes," James said matter of factly. "Look Dina, it's not a sleazy place that you see on all the movies. It's just a club that plays great music, the women are there for men who want to see skilled dancers, and for us, its going to be a new experience. Who knows, you might even like it." "Since we're trying new things, and in the spirit of that alone, I'll try and have a good time. But if I'm not, will you promise to take me home?" "My word of honor," James replied as they pulled in front of the club. James was right. It was upscale. Dina had expected a dive, complete with seedy men standing outside. But she was surprised to see an all brick building in one of the ritziest parts of town. There was only a small neon sign that read "Ephemeral" and some velvet ropes forming a queue for patrons. She detected a faint bass line coming from the club and most of the people outside waiting appeared to be some of the wealthiest in all of Clearwater. Dina was somewhat surprised that she and James were ushered right into the club. She saw that the inside of the club wasn't at all like she expected. There was a hazy of blue smoke hovering in the air, but there wasn't a single tattooed biker in the club. Several couples occupied the booths along the side stages, and several well dressed men were seated around the main stage. The girls were all very graceful, given their various states of undress. The bar in the back was polished mahogany, the waitresses clad in Playboy bunny type costumes. The music was a blood pumping bass number, the girls expertly working the main stage and the two smaller side stages. James picked a small booth just off to the side of one of the smaller stages. As Dina slid into the leather seat, a blonde buxom waitress appeared to take their drink order. "Two single malt scotches, on the rocks please," James requested. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" Dina asked James. "Not at all, just a drink to loosen you up. You look like you're ready to jump out of your seat. I told you this place was upscale. They don't even go all nude here, the girls just get topless. And several of the dancers are professional dancers, they do this to supplement their income." "How do you know so much about this place?" Dina asked curiously. "Smith and I have closed a few deals with other attorneys here. It was never anything sexual, more like a gentleman's club." "If you say so," Dina said a bit miffed. She couldn't believe James had been to a strip club. Although as she looked around the room, she realized he was right. It wasn't a seedy strip bar where the girls all had a glazed look in their eye. As she scanned the room, she saw several very toned women, each with their own style of dancing, and not one of them looked lifeless and drugged out. These women were graceful, classy and from the looks of it, sophisticated. As the song ended, the dj queued up AC/DC's, You shook me all night long, and their waitress returned with their scotches. Dina took a sip of her scotch and nodded mentally in approval when she tasted the familiar Glenlivet. A new dancer took her position at the stage in front of James and Dina. She was a petite woman, hardly more than five feet tall, but she was built. Either she had a gifted plastic surgeon, or God had been in a good mood when he cast her mold. Her breasts sat firm in her silver bikini top, her legs strong and lean. As the music played, she worked the stage with a familiarity born of one who enjoys entertaining. She ground her crotch for the men upfront and for the couples in the back she danced more stylistically, her gleaming blonde locks swaying back and forth with her hips to the punching rhythms of the song. She slowly shimmied out of her pants, just two triangles of silver with a connecting strap separating prying eyes from her womanly charms. She turned her back to the crowd and slowly, drawing out the moment, removed her top. As she turned back to the crowd, Dina sucked in her breath as she saw the other woman's naked breasts. They were more than a handful, with dusky pink nipples and thick, hard nipples. James leaned over. "Isn't she lovely?" he asked as he began nonchalantly rubbing Dina's shoulder. "She is so graceful. This wasn't what I expected at all," Dina replied, a little breathlessly as she found herself holding her breath as the blonde expertly climbed the brass pole in the middle of the stage. The song ended and the blonde bowed to the crowd, whistles and clapping filling the air. The dj's voice boomed out, "Let's hear it for Angel. She's available for private dances as well. It's $50 for a single and $75 for a couple. If you're interested folks, just ask your waitress." "Sweetie, I noticed how much you were admiring Angel. What do you say we get a private dance?" "Isn't that where they take you in the back and perform for you? Both of us?" Dina asked somewhat naively. "I think it would be fun, and from the look of your nipples, I'd think you'd really enjoy it," James said as he slid his palm down to graze over Dina's hardened nipple. "If you think so," Dina replied, her eyes closing in pleasure as James began rubbing her inner thigh with his other hand. James was steadily adding pressure to his movements, noting the parting of Dina's lips and the heaving of her chest. Excusing himself briefly, James headed up to the bar to request a private dance with Angel. Dina Ch. 05 As the back room opened up, Angel appeared before James and Dina. "Hi, I'm Angel. I was told you two wanted a couple's dance? If you'll just follow me," Angel said as she held out both hands to the couple. James slid from one side of the booth as Dina slid from the other, the couple clasping hands with the dancer and following her sashaying ass to the curtained off area in the back. When they stepped through the parted black curtain, Dina's eyes sweeping over the area. There was a single leather couch, two soft lamps, and a very stern looking bouncer. "This is Steve, guys. He won't bite, he's just here to tell you the rules," Angel explained when she saw Dina's shocked look. "Ok folks, here are the rules. Angel is in charge. There is no touching, no sex, and if you break the rules, out you go," Steve informed them. "Yes sir," they replied in unison. "Ok, Steve, get out of here so I can show this lovely couple a good time," Angel said as she gave him a shove toward the opening in the curtain. As he passed through the curtain, he lowered the tie, essentially closing them off from the rest of the club. Angel guided James and Dina to the couch and gave them a slight nudge to take their seats. "Don't look so petrified, hon. I don't bite, I promise. I'm just here to dance for you and make you feel good," Angel said as she pushed Dina's long hair off of her face. The dj began to play Butterfly by Crazytown and Angel began to move sensuously, her body almost a hypnotizing snake, undulating as she moved her hips and arms to the beat. She stepped between James's parted legs, her eyes on Dina the whole time. Dina stiffened slightly as the dancer began to lower herself on James's lap, her ass pressed intimately against his groin. Seeing Dina's discomfort, Angel grinded only briefly on James before gracefully turning and sliding onto Dina's lap. Dina sat rigidly still, her mind in turmoil. Here was a gorgeous blonde woman, obviously aroused by the state of her nipples and Dina wasn't sure whether to be turned on or disgusted. Angel reached behind her back, deftly unclipping her top and slid it down her smooth skin, her breasts pressed against Dina's. She ground her pussy against Dina's crotch, a faint wetness showing on her thong. Dina moaned when she felt the blonde's pubic bone pressing against her clit, her legs spreading wide without prompting. The blonde took this as encouragement, her hands coming up to massage Dina's flat stomach, her shirt pulled apart by her position. James glanced over at his wife. Dina was obviously aroused, her nipples tight and prominent against her white oxford. Angel's crotch continued to rise and fall rhythmically, her actions pushing Dina closer to orgasm. The blonde began running her hands under Dina's shirt, caressing the undersides of her firm breasts, unfettered by a bra that night. Dina's head fell back as she came, the blonde taking the opportunity to kiss Dina's long neck, her jawline and finally planting a feather-soft kiss on her lips. James felt his own orgasm rocket out of his incredibly stiff cock, wetting the crotch of his Dockers. He knew that Roz had awakened something inside Dina, he just didn't realize it would come out tonight. Dina began kissing Angel back, her pink lips parting and her soft tongue slipping out to tangle with the other woman's. Her hands came up of their own will, cupping the woman's breasts in her palms, her thumbs sliding back and forth across Angel's hard dusky pink nipples. Angel's own orgasm rocketed through her body, her gasp swallowed by Dina's greedy mouth. As Dina came down from her orgasm, her brain recoiled in horror as she realized that she was fondling another woman's breasts and kissing her. She wasn't a lesbian, she was married for Christ's sake! As the song ended, Angel grabbed her top from the floor and fastening it once more, she gave Dina one more soft kiss and kissed James on the cheek. "Thank you, this had to be the highlight of my night," Angel said as she leaned down to Dina. James tipped her fifty dollars and with that, Angel blew them a kiss as she headed back into the club. "Dina, I can't believe that happened with you and Angel," James said astonished. "I came in my pants when I saw her kiss you and then you deepened the kiss. That was incredibly erotic." "James, I don't know what to think! I'm not a lesbian, but here I was making out with some woman, in a strip club while my husband watched. What the hell is happening with me?" Dina hissed, her hands covering her face in shame. James gently pulled her hands away from her face. "Honey, listen to me, listen, there is nothing wrong with what happened. It's natural to be curious about the same sex. And admit it, Angel was beautiful. Did you enjoy yourself?" "Yes, as much as I don't want to admit it, I did. Her kiss was so soft and her breasts were incredible. I can see why you like playing with mine so much," Dina said as they rose off of the couch. "Well, then I'd have to say, explore it, see what happens if you get in a situation like this again. It won't bother me any, hell I came like a teenage boy getting his first look at Playboy," James said as they headed back to the car. Dina giggled, "James, I swear, some of the shit you come up with. Well, I can't change what happened, but maybe it will give the big boy here something to stand up for," as she grabbed his sticky cock through his pants. They were standing beside the car, anyone could tell what she was doing. James groaned. "You keep that up and I won't be able to last long tonight." "I'll behave, but only if you promise to fuck me long and hard when we get home," Dina said as she slid into the Mercedes. "I'm going to hold you to that you little she-devil," James said as he cranked the engine and pulled from the parking lot. To be continued...feedback appreciated. Dina Ch. 06 Thanks to thesoundandfury and Hotscribe for all their help with this series and those of you who have sent me some outstanding feedback. Chapter 7 will be following shortly and with some action I think everyone will like. *If adult material offends you, or you are not of legal age to view such subject matter, do not read any further.* Monday morning rolled around with a vengeance for Dina Daly. As her alarm went off at six thirty, Dina rolled over in the king-sized bed she shared with James, vainly trying to find the snooze button in the dark. Giving up after several attempts, she dragged her slim body from the warmth of bed. Standing up, she stretched, long and sinuously, her body arching back gracefully. Her nightgown crept up her thighs, revealing the long, smooth appendages, her breasts straining proudly against the modest bodice of her gown. Shaking her sable locks out of her face, Dina headed for the shower. Adjusting the temperature of the water to just shy of scalding, Dina stepped into the spray. Her body instantly turning pink under the hot needles of water, her sable locks hanging thickly down her shoulders and back. Dina picked up her loofa and squeezing a goodly amount of bath gel, began slathering her body, rich suds forming over her skin. As she washed her breasts, her nipples became hard, reminding her of Angel's nipples. Her face flushed as she remembered the weight and softness of the stripper's breasts, the hard nipples and impossibly soft skin. Her clit began to tingle as she worked the loofa down her flat stomach, her muscles quivering with the sensation. Her clit stuck out slightly, aching to be touched, her lips and mound smooth except for the small landing strip LuAnn had waxed for her on Saturday. Softly Dina circled her clit, her fingers sliding smoothly over her sex, her hips bucking against her hand as she cried out and came. Leaning against the wall, Dina gradually got her breathing back under control, and when her legs felt strong enough to hold her, she finished her ablutions, and stepped out of the shower. Briskly drying her body with a fluffy towel, Dina felt her mind going in a million different directions. Saturday night had been new and exciting; she just wasn't sure what to think of her reaction to the other woman. She had been slightly jealous when the stripper had paid James attention, but when the attentions turned to her, she was completely spellbound. It had been as if another's hands were caressing the curvy blonde, someone else kissing the woman with a passion that surprised her. Dina's mind was in a quandary, she wasn't sure what to think of the new thoughts pervading her mind. Dina finished drying her body and began picking out her suit for the day. She discarded the usual black pantsuits, instead opting for a lilac skirted suit. The skirt bordered on being too short, the top was short-sleeved with capped sleeves. She paired the outfit with a pair of taupe pumps, and forgoing pantyhose as her legs were butter soft and tanned. She opened her lingerie armoire, and rifling through her rather large collection, came up with a white demi cup bra, the lace barely covering her nipples and matching lace thong. The idea of wearing something so racy under her suit gave Dina a dark thrill. I wonder what James would think if he saw this? she thought as she pulled the thong up her thighs, adjusting the straps on her hips. She shrugged into the bra, the cups filled to overrunning with the full swells of her breasts. Her pink nipples pushed proudly against the fabric and she took one last look in the mirror before fastening the skirt around her waist and buttoning the jacket up. In her Mustang, on the way to the office, Dina began to mentally go over her task list for the day. She had a conference call with Michael Madison at ten am and she wasn't looking forward to it. The deal with Werner Industries was a difficult and tedious litigation, but her clients expected the best. Dina usually came away from her meetings with Michael frustrated and fuming. She could almost guarantee that today's call would tip things in her favor. Walking into the glass-doored lobby of Daly, Daly and Smith, Dina felt all of her troubled thoughts and concerns float away as she put on her "game face." Being on of the few women at a male-dominated firm had its ups and downs. To know that these men respected her legal abilities was a huge boost, but most of the women there assumed she was only a trophy piece, a partner because her husband was co-founder of the firm. Little did they know all of the hours Dina had spent working late at night, putting her best efforts into some of their biggest coups. Walking swiftly to her office, Dina paused at her secretary's desk. "Any messages for me Megan?" she inquired. "None yet, Mrs. Daly. You have a ten o'clock conference call with Mr. Madison, and at two thirty, a Ms. Rosalind Barnes wants to have a meeting," the pert brunette told Dina. Megan Maloney was fresh out of college, working for Dina for less than three months. She was proper at all times, punctual and one of the few women who openly admired Dina. She was petite, her body curvy where Dina's was slim. Dina found her eyes involuntarily drawn to the younger woman's cleavage, her face flaming when she realized that she was trying to steal a peek down her blouse. "Phone Ms. Barnes's assistant and let her know that two thirty is fine," Dina said, almost rushing into her office, her cheeks flaming red. Closing the door behind her, Dina fanned herself with her hand. Her cheeks felt as if they were on fire, and if she hazarded a guess, her face was bright red as well. What the hell has come over me? she thought. Did one kiss turn me into a lesbian? I'm checking women out constantly, having rampant fantasies anytime I see a little skin! Focusing her thoughts on the upcoming conference call, Dina breezed through her email and gathering the required files, took a seat at the table to the left of her desk to begin preparing for the upcoming fight. Time flew by as Dina outlined the points she intended to raise with Michael Madison. She jumped when Megan buzzed her with the highly anticipated call. Dina stood and got a glass of water from the carafe on her credenza as she worked the kinks out of her neck. "Dina Daly," she answered the phone tersely. "Dina, what a pleasure to hear your voice," came the reply. Michael prided himself on his smooth speaking voice. He had wooed many a jury with his Texas drawl. "Mr. Madison, don't try to charm me. I'm not as receptive as your juries are to that Southern drawl." Dina snapped, anticipating his charming ways. "Ok, Mrs. Daly, let's say we get down to business. My clients are prepared to drop the suit if your client agrees to damages totaling $6.7 million." "Mr. Madison, you seriously need to lower your aspirations. Our detective has found some interesting information regarding your esteemed client. It appears that your clients have some shady dealings in the past, including a scam that targeted my client. There is no way my clients are going to pay damages, damages may I remind you, that your client brought upon themselves." "Dina, that is entirely neither here nor there. What happened in the past is the past, we're talking about the pain and suffering your client has inflicted on honest people. There isn't a monetary value to amend these wrongs, but the amount requested will ensure a smooth future for my clients." Dina sighed and rubbed her hand across her neck. She opened the door, surprising Roz who had her hand raised to knock. Dina motioned her inside the office, holding her finger to her lips and pointing at the phone. "Dina are you still there?" Michael's voice drifted out of the speaker. "I'm still here Mr. Madison. Negotiations are over. My client does not agree to pay one penny in damages to your clients. Your clients are clearly in error; my client does not ease the pain for stupidity. This conversation is over," Dina said in an even tone as she pushed the button to disconnect the call and interrupting Michael's pleading. "Wow, Dina that was amazing. You were so calm, collected and cool with that charmer. Michael Madison is known as one of the most tenacious litigators in the South. How did you keep your calm?" Roz said in amazement. Dina looked flushed and it partly had nothing to do with the tense call. She had noticed that Roz's lace tops of her thigh highs were showing. Seated in her chair, Roz's skirt has rode far up her legs. She was dressed similarly to Dina, but her suit was a sleek forest green, highlighting her pale skin and flaming red hair. Her top two buttons were undone, the valley between her breasts faintly shimmering. "Dina, are you ok? You look a little flushed," Roz said as she leaned forward, her breasts pushing provocatively against her top, her tongue darting out to lick her bottom lip. Dina felt her eyes drawn to the movement of Roz's tongue, traveling down her neck to the hills of her breasts. She noticed the same warmth she had felt when she had tried to steal a peek down her assistant's blouse. "I'm fine. Just a bit of adrenaline after that call. I actually have to run to James's office for a few minutes, go over this case with him. Are we still on for 2:30?" she asked, blurting out any excuse to get out of this situation. Her thoughts were bouncing like ping pong balls in her head, she wasn't sure what to think anymore, hell, she had been checking out two different women in one day! "Yeah, I just thought I'd stop by and make sure...Megan, right? got my request for a meeting today," Roz answered, noting the high color in Dina's cheeks and the pointiness of the brunette's nipples. "Ok, well I'll catch you then," Dina croaked out as she gathered a random file and raced to James's office. Throwing open the door to James's office, Dina burst into the room, her eyes quickly scanning for James. He sat in the deep leather chair behind an expanse of desk, his brow raised in question at Dina's sudden entrance. Slamming the door and turning the lock, Dina sauntered over to James. "I can't go another minute without a kiss from you," Dina said as she settled into James's lap. James obliged her, his hands already stroking her back as he kissed her. No subtly or finesse, just raw passion. His tongue explored the inside of her velvety mouth, his hands roughly pulling Dina to him. She moaned deep in her throat, her call of need answering his. Their tongues dueled, each one trying to take them to the next plateau. Dina pulled her lips away from his, and scooted onto his desk; pencils, files and paperclips flying as she laid back against the cool wood. Her sable hair fanned out, her chest flushed as she hurriedly undid the buttons of her top, her breasts spilling out of their white lacy half cups. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, just a small triangle of white lace guarding her pussy from James's prying eyes. "What has come over you?" James asked as he undid his belt and dropped his pants and boxers with a flourish. His cock came bouncing out, the head purple and the veins standing out. He was rock hard, his blood pumping through his body in a frantic pace. "I just had to have you. I couldn't wait anymore, I was too horny." Dina began stroking him slowly, precum soaking her hands and running down James's shaft, making her ministrations easier and smoother. "I like it," James said as he pulled his hard cock from her hands and rubbed it up and down her slit. She was soaking wet, her thong already soaked, almost transparent. Pulling the triangle of material to the side, James slid in easily, to the hilt, and began stroking in and out. Slowly, leisurely almost, as Dina all but mewled with pleasure beneath him. Pulling her knees up to his chest, James deepened his thrusts, his hands reaching out to grasp Dina's tits, tugging the lace cups down with impatience so he could cup and pinch her nipples. "Ugnh," Dina moaned, her head thrashing back and forth as her first orgasm flooded over her. Her fingers dug into James's forearms, her thighs quivering. "You like that, huh? I bet it would be even better if you had two sets of hands all over you," James whispered as he shifted her legs over his shoulders. Dina was seeing stars, her pussy working overtime to keep up with James's rampant cock. Her brain dimly registered his words, but the phrase "two sets of hands" stuck in her sex-soaked brain, the words sending her to greater heights. "Yeah baby, two sets of hands all over, maybe even two cocks." "Oh God baby, I'd love to see you sucking someone off while I'm fucking this sweet pussy," James groaned. Dina opened her eyes and stared at James. He had often incorporated dirty talk into sex, but never mentioning her taking on two men at once. "My pussy would be in constant action huh baby? You fucking my pussy and then fucking my mouth, having me suck all of my juices off of your cock." "Yes!" he hissed. "I want to see you swallow every drop of cum we can give you. And then the real fun can start. I've always thought a DP would be great too." Dina closed her eyes as she felt herself cumming a second time. It was a strong one, her pussy gripping James's cock tight, her nipples standing proud and tight. "One in my ass and one in my pussy? Do you think my poor little tight pussy and ass can handle that?" "Oh yeah! I think you'd love it." Backing away from Dina, James pulled her off the desk and positioned her facing away from him, bent over his desk at the hips. Sliding into her smoothly, James returned to his thoughts. "Imagine another cock slipping into you while I'm buried deep in your ass." He slid a finger in her tight ass, her ring of muscle tightly gripping his finger as her pussy spasmed again. "Oh God," Dina moaned as she felt his finger penetrate her ass. Her ass was on fire, the pain adding to her orgasm, her muscles milking both intruders. "I want you to fuck me hard James. Give it to your little cock slut. I want to make you cum." James couldn't believe his ears. His wife was never one to get too dirty when they had sex, but damn, she was insatiable at this point. He couldn't believe her words and how much they spurred him on. Working a second finger into her incredibly hot, tight ass, James began really thrusting into Dina, his hips banging against her ass, her pussy and ass wrapped tight around his cock and fingers. "Give it to me, Fuck me harder, I want both of you to make me cum" Dina practically screamed as she came again. She was having one long orgasm, the next crest picking up immediately where the last left off. Her nipples dragged back and forth across James's desk, the coolness of the wood stimulating her like never before. The decadence of the encounter egged her onto to new heights. James began working his fingers harder in and out of Dina's ass, the pressure on his cock intense. With a shout he came, his cock spraying load after load into her greedy pussy, her walls pulsating with him, her ass undulating with the motions of her pussy. Her ass gripped his fingers tight, it was only after he pulled out of her pussy that he was able to retrieve his fingers. Dina slowly stood up, smoothing her wrinkled skirt down her hips. Her legs were unsteady, her breathing ragged. "James, I don't know what to say, except Damn!" Dina said as she buttoned her top up. "I've never heard you react like that before. It was so exciting and such a turn on," James replied as he buckled his belt. Seated in his chair again, his mind was racing. He had been slowly pushing Dina to discovering new things, but this was more than he expected. "I wonder if you'd cum like that if we really did involve another man." "Well, we kinda have before, but I think that having two men at once would be a bit intimidating and mind blowing. I mean, I got over the guilt I felt after I fucked Terry, but with you there and participating, I don't think there would be that much guilt and it might be something new and exciting to try. Do you think we should ask Terry?" James thought for a moment, carefully running possibilities through his head. "I think he would be up for it. Are you sure you are?" "Like I said, you'll be actually participating and it even satisfies some of your voyeuristic needs. I think it would interesting to try. Nobody says we have to do it again if we don't like it," Dina said. She was secretly relieved he had broached the subject. Her behavior as of late was beginning to concern her. A night of testosterone might just be the thing she needed to block all of the lesbian thoughts she had been having. "I'll give Terry a call. When did you want to do this?" James asked. He felt his cock harden, even though he had just cum five minutes ago. This new side of Dina was something he liked indeed. "Anytime this week, my schedule is wide open," Dina said as she kissed James tenderly. "I'll put that call in and then give you a buzz with the details. I love you," James said as he brushed an errant strand of hair out of her face. "I love you too," she said as she unlocked his door. "Is everything alright?" James's secretary Denise asked when Dina appeared in the open doorway, a bit disheveled and definitely glowing. "Everything is fine Denise," Dina said coolly. She did not like the petite black woman who was forever flirting with her husband. "Give James a few minutes, will ya? He just got quite a work out." "Sure thing Mrs. Daly," Denise said and with a sneer, turned back to her phones. Dina walked back to her office, a smile on her face, and fantasies of two men already running through her head. A brief trickle of her and James's combined juices sneaked out of her swollen pussy lips, making her lips rub together deliciously. Dina found herself horny again and anxiously waiting for James to schedule their threesome. To be continued...