13 comments/ 77478 views/ 29 favorites Mrs. Wentworth Gets Comfortable By: softspokenstephen This is the ninth part of the Mrs. Wentworth saga. It comes after "Mrs. Wentworth and Stephen." It moves slowly and I like it that way. I always appreciate comments and suggestions and thoughts and I reply to every feedback that has a reply email in it. Enjoy. ***** The last week had been a whirlwind of emotions for me. I started annoyed at my Mom. She hardly even noticed I was alive but when she went away for some sort of work trip she made me stay with Mrs. Wentworth who had been my teacher when I was younger. I tried to resent her but I found out I liked her a lot. I started to discover how sexy she was. She had started out teaching me about dating but then I sort of fell for her. In fact last night after the opera was amazing. We had a very erotic night and then this morning it went much further. We actually slept together. It was the most amazing night of my life and not just because I had sex but that was a big part of it. Now we were back home, at Mrs. Wentworth's house that is. I was going to bed and found my sheets were being washed. When I told Mrs. Wentworth, she said "Stephen you might as well climb into bed with me for tonight and we'll worry about the rest in the morning." I didn't need to be asked twice. I quickly stripped down to my shorts, coincidentally they were boxer shorts she had bought for me. I climbed between the sheets she had held back for me and onto the spot on the satin sheets she was patting with her hand. The satin sheets felt very nice on my almost naked body. I loved the slippery feeling and there's something just plain sexy about satin. Mrs. Wentworth pulled the sheets up and then she rolled over to turn out the only light left on. After she turned it out she rolled back over and pulled me closer to her. "There. This should be more comfortable than sleeping in the spare room without any sheets on the bed. Besides, I bet you have never slept on satin before. Do you like the way it feels soft against you? I think it's very sensual." "No, Mrs. W- I mean Lana. I've never slept on satin. It really does feel nice." While I was talking she reached over and took one of my hands and rubbed it on her thigh so I could tell she was wearing a satin nightgown. She kept moving my hand across her thigh, then her stomach, then up to her breasts. When she let go, I just kept massaging her. "Yes, Stephen the softness of silk and the way it gently rubs against us is very erotic. The way two lovers feels completely surrounded by and encased in silk. The way, OH yesssssss." The last part was because I suddenly decided to take her nipples, hard and excited nipples, and pinch them gently but a little firmly. She obviously liked it so I kept doing it. I started to massage her breasts briefly and then pinch her nipples. It made her squirm in the bed and she was no longer talking. She made noises but none of them were words. After a few minutes she grabbed my head and pulled me to her, pressing it down to find her nipples. She was moving in every direction on the bed but pulling my head to her nipple, holding it there and watching to see my tongue poke at the bumps in her nightgown. Then I decided to suck on her nipple through the nightgown. She moved her head back and started at the ceiling. I reached up and moved her gown strap off her shoulder and peeled the top of the nightgown back to expose her breast. Then I attacked it with my tongue, swirling around her nipple, touching it with my teeth and finally sucking on it with lips and tongue together. She responded by crying out, almost screaming, and arching her back like a cat. The whole scene was thrilling and made me want it to continue. I paused for a minute and she pulled on my head pulling it up and started to kiss me. She was out of breath and excited. While she kissed me she reached down and I felt her grabbing on my cock bulging in the shorts. I don't have to tell you I was already very hard. Then I felt her hands exploring and pushing down on the shorts until they were shoved off and out of the way, almost down to my knees. She moved and I moved until we settled into the right position but our lips never broke their lock. Finally with her legs on either side of my body and her hand tugging her nightgown higher and higher, she broke our kiss and whispered out of breath, "fuck me, my darling." I moved slowly as she guided the tip just inside her. I would have gone slower but she was hungry and moaning and thrust her hips up to push onto me. I didn't need much more encouragement and started pushing in and out faster and faster. Underneath me she was controlling the pace and squirming almost out of control. The noises coming out of her were strange and wonderful. She was loud and soon I felt her pushing upward on my chest until I was almost sitting up. Her legs soon locked behind my back and she was arched and bent backward a little, her arms spread out to either side. I was trying really hard to last while she gyrated every way you can think of. Finally, she stopped moving and her body got real tense and her face froze in a position, mouth open. It was like someone had stopped time but only for a second or so and then she screamed louder than anything I'd heard and her body started shaking over and over and over again. Within seconds of this fireworks starting, I couldn't hold on and I let go and came inside her holding her twitching body tightly against me. It was amazing. After a few more seconds, without moving her legs from their locked behind me position she sat up a little and grabbed my shoulder and pulled on me until I went down and lay on top of her with our heads next to each other. I was a little out of breath but she was still gasping for air but also very happy. We lay like that for a very long time with no need to speak or do anything but feel our warm bodies next to each other and feel our hearts beating a little fast. I almost fell asleep like that but sometime later, maybe an hour maybe it was less, she sighed and squirmed a little. "I have to go freshen up, dear." I got off her and carefully pulled out, half hard by now. As I slid it out she used the silk of her gown to wipe it off and then rolled out of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. I lay there naked now and thought about getting up and finding pajamas somewhere. When Mrs. Wentworth came back, she was wearing a different nightgown but also satin. She climbed in and told me to stay naked. Then we went to sleep next to each other, my naked body cocooned by the satin sheets and my lover. I woke up in the morning after a great night's sleep. Mrs. Wentworth was looking at me and said "Good morning, sleepy." I just smiled. She said "I can't believe you're both up," and giggled. I felt her hand on my morning hardness which was making an embarrassing tent in the satin sheets. I was about to say something when she turned and kissed the tip of the sheet tent. Then I felt her mouth close on it, still sheathed by the satin sheet. She pushed a hand away and started giving me a satin sheet blowjob. With her hands rubbing the satin sheet where it came in contact with my balls, I knew I wouldn't last long. She paused and said "don't hold back." I didn't need any extra encouragement. Within thirty seconds my first orgasm of the day was on me and my cock released itself surrounded by sheet and mouth. She sat up again and smiled. "I should have saved some for my morning coffee." And then she laughed a naughty little laugh. I looked down and could see a mess in the sheets now. She got up and started to dress. "Be a dear, after your shower, bring the sheets for the washer." Other than that and the fact that we had now had sex twice and shared a bed and morning blowjobs were now normal, it was a morning like most other ones. We had a slow breakfast on the patio and enjoyed the day. I said out loud, "I wish this would never end." She looked at me very intensely and said only, "it doesn't have to." I wouldn't have minded if we spent the whole day alone but Mrs. Wentworth had put off her friends yesterday and today was their normal day for tea or lunch. So they were scheduled to come over at 2:00. Mrs. Wentworth said, "maybe we should call your mom before we get started?" I just shrugged and said, "not today." She had a mysterious smile on her face. We went upstairs to get ready, together, in the same room. I didn't mind when she picked out my clothes. Since it was tea, she wanted me to serve again and laid out the tight shorts to hold me in. "I don't know if our friend can get hard again but you know how you can be," she said playfully. Then she watched carefully as I put them on and stood there waiting. Actually I liked the feel of the tight shorts, like biking shorts but softer, almost silky like a combination of spandex and satin. Mrs. Wentworth had bought them to keep my erections from surprising people last time I acted as a waiter for her. Today she smiled and said, "I like that." She reached down and gently manipulated me, my erection getting harder while she groped me, and moved my cock so it was firm in the slightly looser pocket just down the right leg for it. Then she stopped. "I don't want you to make a mess." I waited while she took off all her clothes and put others on. She started with a pair of black satin panties which were very tight on her. "Originally, I thought they were a size too small but I like them, don't you?" "I like them a lot," I said. And I meant it. I stared while she didn't put anything else on. She had her back to me and kept bending over and down looking for stud on the floor. Every time she did, her beautiful butt looked gorgeous encased in tight black satin. She kept doing it then she crawled across the floor to a dresser across the room. I finally figured out she was partly doing it to tease me and it worked. I then watched her put on a matching bra which she asked me to help her hook. "Be a dear and fix me up, honey," she said. Then she put on stockings and garter belts. That is a very sexy look and it drove me crazy. I watched each garter strap as she put a leg up and hooked it, her crooked leg drawing it tight. She got a dress out of the closet but announced it needed to be ironed. She thought she'd just put it in the dryer for a few minutes instead so she handed it to me to hold. Then she put on nice but not flashy black heels and walked ahead of me downstairs. I followed her as she put it in the dryer and she stayed like that in her underwear. I thought it was super sexy and realized that actually I only had my tight shorts on. She intended to stay dressed like that but she had me run back up and put my shirt and pants on. "They're on the bed in the spare room," she said. I dressed quickly and came back down. She was in the kitchen checking last minute on a lot of the food and showing me where everything is. "Wait a second, honey, let me look at you and make sure you're okay." She looked, walked around me, paused in the back, ran a hand over my butt cheeks which were prominent because the pants were cut real tight in the back, and then said "yes, that will be fine." She was still just in her underwear which was fine with me. She took her dress from the dryer and put it on a hanger but didn't put it on yet. "I want to be careful of wrinkles." She finally put it on a minute or two before the doorbell rang. I had just finished helping her zip it up when the bell rang. Walking around in her underwear had managed to keep me hard for the last 45 minutes. I wasn't poking out but remember that these pants were a little tighter in spots and didn't exactly hide it. I answered the door and it was her friend Janine. She swept in and said, "oh hello darling, it's just me and Kimmie today, I hope that's enough women for you." With that she kissed me on the cheek and swatted my butt and walked in. Kim was behind her and was politer but also hugged me. Mrs. Wentworth welcomed them in and we all went straight to the dining room. Janine got things started by saying, "Stevie, darling, I know you're happy to see me." She looked down at the visible outline of my erection and winked while I blushed a lot. "But let's not waste time today. Open the wine and skip the tea." I went to the kitchen to get the wine and they kept talking. "Doris, I love this piece of man flesh you have staying here. And I know Kimmie was staring at the bulge he has for us, weren't you Kimmie?" Kim giggled and I could just hear her say "stop that Janine." I expected Mrs. Wentworth to say something but she didn't. I came in and did my best waiter impression and served. Janine completely ignored me while I poured but her hand, out of sight below table level, reached over and squeezed my bulge while I poured. Kim didn't ignore me and didn't touch me either but she was friendly. Mrs. Wentworth was talking to Janine but paused to say, "thank you, dear" and give my bulge a couple pats. I wasn't sure who knew what or what they could see or what Mrs. Wentworth was expecting but I didn't think about it while I got the lunch plates together and out on the table before sitting down myself. Right before I sat down, I tried to sound like a very official servant. "Lunch is served." Like most of the times they've gotten together, the ladies talked a lot about a lot of things that I didn't really know about. They talked about old times and mutual friends. After a bit, Mrs. Wentworth asked me to get another bottle of wine. I did and started serving it. I started with Mrs. Wentworth who said, "I could get used to being waited on." She smiled and patted my bulge again, this time giving it a couple of squeezes just so it didn't get soft I guess. I'm sure she knew all her friends could see the outline, after all she noticed the last time we did this (see "Staying with Mrs. Wentworth, Part three."). But she still wanted to keep me nice and hard, like she was showing off. When I filled Janine's glass, I noticed her blouse was practically half unbuttoned and she was almost showing herself off. While I poured, she kept stroking me the whole time and said "I have to get one of these." The other ladies thought she meant a servant which I was pretending to be today but from where I was standing she might have meant something else. Kim was last and said less but asked me a couple questions about the wine and about lunch and about how I was enjoying myself. She would ask a question that needed a long answer every time I stopped talking. It kept me there. She didn't make eye contact and just stared the whole time at my bulge. It made me nervous but it was also kind of arousing. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mrs. Wentworth watching. She wasn't obvious and she wasn't mad. As I finally finished and found my seat again, Mrs. Wentworth asked with a smile, "Is everything okay, Kim?" Kim blushed and muttered something. The rest of the lunch nothing much happened. That was okay though. I was just having fun being around three women. They were all very nice. Kim was very nice and it was cool that she kept staring at my bulge. I kind of liked that. Janine was like a wolf and had this really hungry look. I don't know if she really wanted me bad or she was just teasing Mrs. Wentworth. I guess it didn't matter only Mrs. Wentworth didn't get upset at all today. In fact she touched me more when people weren't looking than any of the other women did. When it was time to leave I got the door and was there to help if anyone needed anything. Kim kissed me on the cheek and was very nice. Janine kissed me on the lips and kissed pretty good actually with her body pressed against my bulge. She whispered in my ear "next time maybe I can have that for lunch" and then licked my ear. Mrs. Wentworth surprised me and them by saying "don't I get a kiss from the waiter too?" Then she grabbed me and kissed me more strongly than Janine did, had both hands on my ass pulling me into her and made me throb inside the tight pants while her friends just stared. Finally she let go and turned to them. "Thanks for coming girls. Have a good night." They left and were talking the whole way out to the car. Mrs. Wentworth giggled a little. "I think maybe that was bad but I liked it." I laughed and said "they're going to think it was bad." She turned and said, "oh no. It was very naughty. I think you bring out the worst in Lana, darling. Do you think Lana was a very naughty girl?" I laughed and played along. "It's okay. Yes, Lana was naughty but I don't mind." She got a funny look on her face. "No, I know the rules. I'm not supposed to be naughty. I know that Lana must be punished." And then she took my hand and led me into the family room and closed the curtains. Then she had me sit on the couch and got on her knees in front of me. "I'm so sorry Stephen. I've been very bad and I know you must be firm. I know that Lana deserves a spanking." Then she stood up and laid herself across my knees, holding one leg. It happened to by the leg with my cock hard in my pants and she seemed to squeeze me a lot while she did it. She smoothed her legs out. She had kept her heels on and her dress this time. But I could see the outline of her garters while she lay there smoothing her dress tight against herself. Then she reached out and placed my hand on her ass. I gave her two quick smacks. They weren't real hard but they made noise and I know she felt them good. It was also different from the first time I spanked her (see "Staying with Mrs. Wentworth, Day 2"). That day I was confused and surprised. Today I knew her and I knew I was going to enjoy it. I also knew she seemed to enjoy a spanking too. I had never thought of spanking as an erotic thing but somehow with Mrs. Wentworth it was. I smacked her butt just hard enough but not too hard. After each one I smoothed her skirt again. I liked watching it get nice and tight across her butt, the lines of her panties and the bumps from her garters were all visible. I liked that. After four smacks, she stood up. "No, Stephen, this won't do. This is supposed to be a punishment for a very bad girl, that's what I am. As I lay here on you, I can feel that you're being punished too. Go ahead and remove the tight underwear I made you wear. I don't want you to be restricted like that. She waited while I turned and took off my pants and the biker shorts style underwear. I didn't want to take the time so I just slipped the pants back on without underwear. There was a lot of room and I felt a lot better. "Now undo me please, sir." She turned and obviously wanted her zipper released. I did that and she took down her dress before walking back and settling in my lap. "A naughty girl doesn't get to wear her dress for the spanking." No she laid back down and squirmed. I stared at the tight, shiny satin stretched across her and remembered how she said they were probably a size too small. I like the way a size too small looks and I took a few seconds to just caress the shiny butt across my lap. Her squirming was making me hard but I just focused on her. Then I started spanking again. Smack. I paused between smacks and listened to her breathe, felt her squirm, and enjoyed the noises she made. I knew I wasn't hurting her much so the groans were different. Smack. Pause. And again and again and again. I did twelve and was going to stop but she suggested more. In a very breathy voice like she was trying to hold on and gasping for air she said "I think I've been naughtier than that, sir." I didn't disagree because I loved it. I smacked her butt another eight times total. By that time, my cock was throbbing in the pants and leaking a lot. She was moaning each time and squirming a lot. When I stopped she lay there for a minute and I sat back and just stared at her. I watched her shaking slightly and still squirming in my lap. I stared at the way the panties were so tight across her butt. My cock was twitching and she bumped it a few times with parts of her body. Mrs. Wentworth Gets Comfortable Then she got off me. The part of my pants where she had been laying was a little wet so I guess her panties were a lot wet. She stood there on shaky legs and I could tell she was breathing very hard. Her nipples were very rock hard inside her bra and she looked at me with a hungry and a little bit crazy look on her face. She looked at my face for only a second until she changed and looked down my body stopping her eyes on my cock twitching and throbbing loose in my pants. I had a good sized wet spot where the tip was down the inside of my leg. She reached behind her and pulled the coffee table closer and lifted my leg so it was on the table with my knee bent. Then she straddled my leg and started rubbing up and down along it, grinding her hips at my knee. She was using me to rub against and masturbating herself. That was an incredible feeling. I would have focused on it and how crazy she had become that she was humping me but at that second she reached down and gripped my cock throbbing in my pants. She squeezed while she humped almost like she was keeping time. I was leaning back trying hard not to cum but having trouble holding back. Soon though she was sliding and grinding like she was possessed and it was another minute before she cried out softly as she had an orgasm. The hand on my pants never stopped and within seconds I joined her and made a mess all over the inside of my pants. After a few minutes of catching our breath, she stood up and said "you probably want to change your pants, sweetie." With that, she walked out and into the bathroom while I went up, washed myself off, and changed my clothes. I met her at the bottom of the stairs when I came back down. She didn't say anything, just kissed me and then walked up the stairs. I stood at the bottom staring as she walked slowly up and looked back over her shoulder when she got to the top. She came back down about twenty minutes later. Fully dressed again and acting like nothing had happened over the last few hours. "Oh, Stevie, hun, I noticed on my phone that we missed a call from your mother again. We can call her back of you really want to or we can just go ahead and eat dinner." I didn't feel like talking to anyone else so I said I'd prefer dinner. She didn't judge me but I think it made Mrs. Wentworth happy because she seemed so happy the rest of the night. We had a nice quiet dinner, some casserole she made, and then spent the evening sitting on the couch next to each other just watching TV. She got us some wine and we had a very quiet evening. Nothing sexual at all but I was enjoying just hanging out with her too. It was very early when she decided she wanted to go to bed. She didn't say anything but I decided to go to bed too. It wasn't really because I was expecting anything. I just thought it would be nice to go up when she did too. I went to the other bathroom and got ready for bed and put on just shorts and a T shirt, my usual sleeping clothes. I was pretty sure I was still supposed to sleep in her room but not positive. I went and she was still in the bathroom so I crawled into bed. I still liked the sheets although they were different set but still satin. She came in wearing a nice top and shorts in silk that were pajamas. I thought they were very sexy but they were also not super sexual. She got real close to me and we went to sleep like that. In the morning after a real good sleep I had an erection like I do almost every morning. It's a just a thing about mornings but it helps I think to wake up with a beautiful mature woman in silk next to you. My hardon poked her and she laughed but said "down boy, let's get some food in us today." We both went downstairs without getting dressed and got breakfast together. I got coffee and she got food and we went and sat on the deck and ate. It was nice being private but outside at the same time. About an hour later the phone rang and she looked at it and said "oh, it's the bitch." Then she stopped and said "oh, I'm sorry hun. I shouldn't have said that. It's your mom and I didn't mean it." I smiled because we felt the same way, "Don't worry Lana. It's the truth and how I feel too but I guess I should answer it." She smiled and answered it herself. "Oh, hi. Nice of you to call. Are you in the middle of anyone today? What? No, I meant in the middle of meetings, what did you think? Anyway, I should get Stephen. What? Don't even think of it. Stephen is a delightful companion and I'm not even thinking about you coming home. Opportunities are important aren't they? Yes, anyway let me get Stephen. I know he was going to go out later so let me make sure he's still here." Then she handed me the phone with a devilish grin. I waited a few seconds and then got on. "Oh, hi mom. Nothing right now, just finishing breakfast and figuring out what's next today. Going out? Oh yes, I wasn't sure where I was going but you know. How's it going there?" I listened to her talk, made a face, and Lana winked at me like we were conspirators. Then she got on her knees and came right in front of me. I was just saying yes to my mom on the phone while she talked about Vegas. Lana kissed the front of my shorts a few times until I was hard (it took about ten seconds, I swear). Then she pushed me to stand up and pulled them down until my cock popped out. She grinned up at me and took it in her mouth and started sucking up and down. I think I said before that she was really good at blow jobs. Actually I hadn't had many at that point in my life so I didn't know but she really was good. I tried talking to my mom. It was actually even more arousing knowing she was doing that while I was on the phone. There I was talking with my mom like nothing was happening and the whole time I had my cock in the mouth of my mom's friend. It was incredible. "No, mom, it's fine. I don't think she minds having me. I think we're getting along real well. She's being very friendly anyway." She popped my cock out and gripped it tight while she carefully licked my balls for a few minutes. Then she looked up at me and whispered or sort of mouthed "give it to me." I had to hold on for a second because I was talking but only a second. I asked mom a question and she went on for a bit which allowed me to relax and spray with Lana directing my spray so that I came in spurts all over her pajama top. The blue silk was sprayed and wet with glob after glob sticking. She grinned and licked the tip when I was done to clean me off. Then she stood up and smiled at me as she stood right in front of me showing the mess I made and letting me watch it slowly drip down her while she had the naughtiest look on her face. Soon, very soon, I managed to end the conversation with my mom. "OK, mom, anyway I have to go, have fun in Vegas." I got off the phone and didn't know what to say. Lana just stood there smiling. She seemed to enjoy how surprised I was. "I'll take a shower and get dressed. We told your mom we were going out so maybe we better." Then she ran a finger through the drips and globs and looked at the mess on her finger, smiled and went upstairs. She went up and started getting dressed. I had no idea what to wear but nothing special I thought. I waited a few minutes and then spent some time cleaning up in the bathroom downstairs before going up. By the time I got upstairs she was done with her shower and walking around her bedroom in just a bathrobe. She smiled and said she had put out some clothes for me in the other bathroom in case I wasn't sure what to wear. I put mine on. Nice clothes but not a suit or anything. Just nicer pants than jeans and a decent shirt. I didn't mind being a little bit dressier because I thought it gave me kind of an older look. I guess Mrs. W wasn't any dressier than me but she looked better somehow. A skirt showed off her legs and I really liked her legs. Just putting stockings on them was always good and she looked casually nice. Not ready for the opera but all set for any restaurant and almost anywhere we might go shopping or whatever we decided to do. A few minutes later we were driving off, she had put a couple small bags in the back "in case we get hungry," she said. But we drove just a mile away to her friend Kim's house "to run an errand," she said. I came with her to the door and Kim wasn't expecting us but was happy to see us. I could see she wanted to ask Mrs. Wentworth about the kiss she had seen the day before but didn't. One time, Kim did say "um, Janine and I were talking and we wondered, um." Mrs. Wentworth didn't help so Kim ended up just saying "we just wondered when we'd get together next." Mrs. Wentworth just said "soon, I hope. Just tell us when." Then she said goodbye and we were on the way. Oh, she also reached over and pinched my ass as we walked away from the house. I think she did it just because she knew we were being watched. Back in the car, she told me, "drive to your old neighborhood." I wasn't sure what she meant but she explained, "I mean your mom's old house, that area over there, it might be a change of pace for us." I thought it was an odd way to put it but a nice area to go for something different. It took us a while to get there but that was okay. I liked driving with Lana and not just so I could stare at her legs. After we got to the area, we decided to get coffee but drive by my mom's place first. I pulled over across the street but wasn't sure about going in. I noticed a for sale sign on the front lawn which seemed really odd. I just looked at it for a minute until I noticed Lana staring at me. "I'm sorry, hun, didn't you know your mom put her place on the market? She should have mentioned it I guess. You still have a key I'm sure so if you want to go in we could." I thought about it and decided I didn't care. "No, no reason to go in. There's nothing for me in there. I don't even have any stuff I care about." She reached over and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "You have new clothes and a new life, don't you? If that woman wants to live there or not, it doesn't matter to you. It shouldn't. Maybe she'll stay in Vegas. What would it matter?" I knew she was right and that I always thought of her as that woman not like a mom. Besides, I was living with Lana now and somehow I knew that was not just for a few days but for a while. Before I knew it I was driving away. We passed the Starbucks we had stopped at before ("Staying with Mrs. Wentworth, Day 2") and I pulled in. I didn't care anymore if I saw anyone I had known before. None of that mattered. I didn't care. I was out with my friend, Lana. We got coffees and a snack and sat there and had a nice time. Of course it was inevitable that I would see Julie. I guess she often stopped there on her way to work. She ignored us at first but I know she saw us. After a could minutes, she couldn't help herself and she stopped at our table and decided to give me crap again. I just wanted to ignore the bitch. Lana though seemed to enjoy it. Before Julie could say anything directly to Lana, She jumped in and said, "oh, hi. You're that funny waitress from that restaurant we went to last week aren't you? I'm Lana, remember?" Julie was still bitchy probably because Lana got the best of her last time. "Oh yeah, you're hard to forget, Lana, a real piece of work." I was annoyed but Lana kicked me under the table. "I try to be unforgettable. But I forget how jealous you were last time. Try to get over that." That made Julie really mad. "Jealous? Please! Of him and you? Like I would ever even care at all." Lana just smiled and said "ok, sure you're not jealous of me at all. I can see that. It's so obvious that you aren't." Then she moved her chair closer to me and gave Julie a very evil smile and whispered "Sweetie, I'm holding something you want but you won't ever get away from me." As she said that I felt her hand on my crotch. To be honest, it was great. I had always sort of liked Julie but maybe just because she was always kind of a jerk to me and it made me feel great to see her get annoyed by the amazing and very real, very sexy woman I was lucky to be with. Julie just sneered at us but she didn't leave. Then Lana lifted her hand back up and licked her fingers one at a time. "Maybe, it isn't me you're jealous of. Maybe you're jealous of Stephen. Maybe he has something you want." Then she slowly licked her fingers and winked. Julie just turned bright red and stormed out. It was great. This girl who had tormented before was suddenly speechless in front of my awesome girlfriend. We went back to my mom's house to change. Lana said we had to be careful because we never knew if someone would be coming to sell it but probably not and we'd hear them anyway. She brought a bag in but said she didn't need to change her clothes. She said she just needed to freshen a few things up. She thought I looked fine. I went and looked around what used to be my room and realized I didn't really have any stuff that I wanted. While Lana was in the bathroom, I checked out my Mom's room, just looking around. While I was standing there, Lana came out of the bathroom and smiled. "Stephen, are you okay? You're not sad that that woman is selling her house are you?" "No, really I'm okay. Let's go eat." She grabbed her small bag and we left the house. We went to the restaurant that Julie worked at not because it's good but I think Lana was just rubbing it in. The hostess showed us to a seat and it turned out that Lana had asked to be seated at one of Julie's tables. But she pretended to be surprised. I knew she wasn't because she said she wanted to get there early because Julie got off at 7:00. I didn't mind rubbing it in. She made a big show of looking at her nametag before she said "Yes, hello Julie. This will be nice to have you waiting on me and bringing me everything I need. But of course the one thing I really need you don't have because I already have him." Julie didn't respond except to say, "Bitch!" Lana just smiled and said "now now, let's have no more of that. I don't want to report you to the manager and get you fired from your job just because you can't stand the fact that I'm enjoying a man you want. Now be a good little server and go get us a bottle of wine. This one if you please." Julie left and Lana moved closer to me. "I think this'll be a lot of fun." The rest of the meal, Julie was much better even though Lana managed to kiss me each time she came back. Toward the end of dinner, she told Julie, "Bring us the check, dear. I'm so horny we can't stay for dessert. As it is, I might have to have sex with my boyfriend in the ladies room. Is that okay? Does the restaurant have a policy about that? I hate to get you in trouble because you watched one of your customers enjoying each other." Julie knew she was being teased but just said, "no" very quietly. Then she took Lana's credit card and went off to take care of the check. When she came back, Lana signed the card and we got up to go. Julie came back around the corner to our table and Lana said, "you did a good job despite your feelings so I left you a good tip." Then she grabbed Julie and pulled her close and kissed her almost like she kissed me. Julie was completely shocked and couldn't speak which pleased Lana. She grabbed my hand and said "you're a better kisser than she is" and we walked to the door and out to the car. I walked around the car and held her door so she could get in. She paused and kissed me. Not a short kiss but a long which kept getting longer as I kissed back and out bodies pressed against each other. I was moving against her and she was squirming and moved her hand to squeeze my bulge. we kept kissing and groping for a few more minutes until Lana broke off the kiss and moved into the car. "I don't want you to cum in the parking lot, dear." I walked around and we drove. I wanted to head home but Lana said let's hold back for a while. Instead we drove about ten minutes away to a shopping area. It wasn't a mall, it was upscale, expensive shops. We got out and walked around. Lana said it would be perfect for winding down after dinner. It was good for me to walk because I had gotten a little worked up between dinner and getting in the car. I decided that I enjoyed just being with Lana and doing anything with her. She stopped and looked at shoes in a small boutique. Stores stayed open late and we'd had an early dinner. I had no interest in shoes but Lana managed to make trying them on very sexy. She had awesome legs and I liked looking at them. The sales lady helped a little but Lana kept showing them to me and showing me a lot of her leg at the same time. It was like she was teasing me. She ended up buying a pair which I had to carry. We mostly looked in the windows of other stores for the next 45 minutes. Then we went into a dress store that sold mostly elegant formal dresses, some prom dresses, bride dresses, and things that Lana could wear to the opera. We ignored the prom part of the store obviously and moved to the most formal section. Lana was focused on a black gown described as a ball gown. She took one to try on while I was looking out the window and the helpful lady who owned the store brought other ones too. Then they called me over. Lana came out in a long black dress. It was all black on the bottom and the top was black and green. It had nothing above the top of her breasts and it was incredible looking. The sales lady said it would be better with something holding her up and got a white underwear top that pushed her up. They went back in for a minute and fixed things and came back out with her breasts pushed up and together almost spilling out. All I said was, "wow." They laughed and the older lady said, "maybe he'll like the other one too." They want back inside and I waited. Then the lady came back and said "now I made her try this on but just for the style." Lana came back out obviously still wearing the push up underwear but wearing a white dress, the top was satin and like the other dress it had nothing on the shoulders. I realized it was actually a wedding dress. Lana didn't say anything but the other lady said how nice she looked and asked me if I agreed. I just nodded. She said some couples buy something like this to spice things up and winked at me. I didn't say anything but realized that I was getting hard. Lana turned and had the saleslady undo it right out there and stepped out of it in front of me before she went back in to change. She and the sales lady talked for a few minutes before finally we left. We walked down the street some more when Lana suggested we have a nightcap at a little café. Before we got there we paused in front of a lingerie store. We both looked for a few minutes while Lana rubbed a finger on the palm of my hand. Finally we sat at the sidewalk café and she ordered two lattes and a piece of some fancy chocolate dessert for us to split. "Stephen do you like when I try on clothes for you?" I just nodded so she patted my hand and said "I love trying things on for you. I liked the shoes and when I tried on the dresses I got so wet I wanted to have you right in the store. I love feeling like I feel right now. It feels wild and untamed like I am just one step away from having sex with you almost anywhere and not caring who knows." I had to admit she was making me hard talking like that. "Lana, I love that feeling and I feel the same way right now. I like sitting here and knowing that I am hard as a rock under the table while we drink coffee. I'm glad it's dark." Just then Julie from the restaurant was walking down the sidewalk and Lana got a big grin on her face. IT was like she knew it would happen. She called out "hello, Julie." Of course Julie stopped. Lana was feeling naughty. Maybe it was the wine she had most of (I was driving) or the fact that her coffee had a shot in it but I think she was just inspired. "Julie, darling, we were just thinking about you and our lovely dinner. Well I was anyway. Poor Stephen can only think about how hard he is right now and my hand reaching over and squeezing him." Then I felt her actually squeeze. "I think he wants a quickie in the alley by where we parked but we'll see. How was your shift, sweetie?" Mrs. Wentworth Gets Comfortable Julie sneered, "Like you care" but I noticed she didn't leave. In fact she sat down as Lana moved closer to me and indicated a free chair. She also leaned slightly but couldn't see anything. I think she was trying to see what Lana's hand was really doing. Lana managed to also tell the waitress to bring a latte for Julie then leaned over and said "I know you want to see but I'm trying to be discreet. But he is very hard like an iron bar, the kind of iron you want to be pulsing inside you. Of course I mean inside me because that's where he's going to be soon." Lana was laying it on pretty thick but it was making me excited and giving Julie a complete shocked look. Julie was annoyed but a bigger part of her was in awe of Lana. It was amazing for someone who seemed to enjoy tormenting me not long ago. She just drank her coffee and stared. Lana leaned over and whispered "we can't stay because we live so far away. I just can't decide between the car and the alley though." Julie looked at me and said "but Stephen I thought you lived a mile from me?" Before I could say anything Lana said, "No, the woman he used to live with is selling that house. We live an hour from here." She smiled at me and I nodded my head. Julie was confused but Lana put some money on the table and said "good night Julie." Then we got up and walked toward our car. Lana whispered to me not to look back. We stopped a few hundred feet ahead and I could see out of the corner of my eye that Julie was getting up to go but right then Lana puled me forward and we kept going. Her Mercedes was just outside the area with shops and she had me set the bag with shoes on the car and then started kissing me again. This time she kissed me with a hand on my pants and I responded. We moved against the wall of a building not very near any street lights. We stayed there for a few minutes and I had a hand slipping under her skirt. She broke the kiss and said "come around this corner." We moved around the corner of the same building just feet away but out of sight of the main lighted shopping neighborhood. She grabbed me by the rear end and pulled me close, slowly grinding out hips together. My lips went from her mouth to her neck and then down lower as she pulled open her blouse. I found her nipple and sucked on it while she moaned quietly and ground into me. One hand went inside her waist and then down to find the wetness inside her panties. With her hands on my shoulders I knelt down and pushed my head up under her skirt which she covered my head with. My hand lowered her panties while my lips found her slit and licked up and down pressing my tongue inside her. I felt her hand puling my hair and her shaking meant she was close. Right now I desperately wanted her to orgasm. It was only few minutes before she made a stifled scream and shook and finally pulled my head away. I came out from under her skirt and looked up to see her smiling. She kicked her panties off her leg and left them there against the side of the building while we walked the ten steps to her car. As I held the door for her, she turned her head and said "good night, Julie." to someone standing in the shadows. I got in the car and we headed for home.