3 comments/ 18214 views/ 1 favorites Whispers By: magmaman {Now don't go panic, I am a guy. And yep, this really IS about a couple of lesbiens. Well, and me. I used this catagory because no other seemed to fit. The fact is, this one doesn't fit, either.} Anybody who has ever had the chance to play up on stage in a band will probably understand when I say very often we get to take our pick of what is available. Not that I was any fucking star or anything, I had my guitar and the obligatory long flowing hair, and I was very good at pretending to play the thing when the rest of the guys took off on some tune I didn't know. Oh, I could play some, I had maybe 15 or 20 tunes down pat and I could get right around the neck of the old thing. But most of the time I sat on a bar stool up there by myself when performing, and sang while adding a bit of noise to the background. I had been asked to fill in for one of the regulars that came down with some kind of creeping crud, guess he was really sick too. They had hoses stuck in him at the hospital so I got a few week's work. The band called themselves Expansion, loud rock, I was a Country style, so you get the idea. In the town I was from there were probably only a half dozen other guitars, and they were in closets getting dusty. Yep, the job was mine. Being barely 25, I was having fun, getting laid regular as clockwork and never by the same gal twice. There was this one gal that came in from time to time, she was a bit of a fox. I put the hit on her and got shot down so fast I just tucked my tail and went back to work. Confused a little but what the fuck. I even went into the john and blew in a cup, sniffing deep. Naw, wasn't that. I did put a spot of Old Spice under my armpits just in case. We were halfway through the next set, banging out a barroom version of "Evil Ways" when I saw the older lady come in. She had a severe crewcut and was wearing jeans and a levi shirt. Sure enough, she plopped down right next to the dark haired little fox at the bar. "No fucking wonder!" I thought, and promptly forgot all about them. I did glance over there once in awhile, the two of them simply sat and talked, not a thing out of the ordinary. They left holding hands. It was about a week later, I was buying some odds and ends for my little apartment when I looked up and here was the younger gal. Still a complete fox, no shit about that. I smiled, she looked at me oddly, then recognition came over her face. "You are in the band at Tommy's bar, aren't you?" "Yea, I am on guitar." "You guys are really good!" I blushed, thinking of my best hot licks on my instrument were when the sound was shut off. "Thanks." I presented my side, trying to slip away. Hell, I heard rumors about women like her, her boyfri..I mean girlfriend was likely to cut me up and hide the pieces. She was having none of that. "I'm Karen." she held out her hand. "Dan." I shook her hand and then let go, she hung on for a second longer than I liked. I finally got loose from her after a bit more small talk, and headed home. That night I looked up and sure enough, there was Karen sitting on the bar stool closest to the stage. Every time I looked over at her she would smile or wave her hand like she fucking knew me or something. Terry, our Bass player even mentioned it to me. I whispered in his ear, he gave me a funny look and then grinned. Just then the older woman showed up, and they both ignored me for the rest of the night. It was a full week before I saw them again, they came in together and sat at one of the tables off to the side. We finished our set and took a break, I nodded at them as I walked by. "Enjoying the music, ladies?" I asked politely. "Yes, it's really good!" Kathy said. I started to walk past. "Dan, this is Marti, my roommate. Marti, this is Dan." I nodded but she stuck out her hand so I shook it. She had a strong grip. "Join us?" she asked. I didn't want to, but I sat down. Tommy always said to be nice to the customers, it was good for business. Sylvia, the cocktail waitress came by and handed me a beer, I caught a bit of a smirk on her face as she turned away. I made a mental note to stick my cock in her mouth next time I was over at her place. Marti was blunt and to the point, the first words out of her mouth damn near knocked my off my chair. "You aren't like the rest of the men around here. So we have a proposition for you." "Hell, I am exactly like the rest of the men around here." I thought. "We want....Karen needs..we want.. to have a baby." "A what?" "Baby, you know." "What does that have to do with me?" "We would like you to be the one." The one? "Uhhhh. you mean?" "Yes." Karen was blushing. Hell, I was blushing. "You mean...? I don't think that is a very good...." "In a cup. Then I can..." Her voice trailed off. A vision of me jacking off into a cup while they waited patiently had my cock doing it's best to suck right back up inside and hide, let me tell you. "Hey, don't they have Doctors who can do that?" "Yes, but it's expensive and we already tried that once." The idea of becoming a father to a kid that started out as dumped in a coffee cup just didn't do it for me, frankly. "I don't think...." "We can pay a little?" That wasn't going to do it either. "Hey, look, best of luck and all of that but I just couldn't do that." I slid my chair back and got up. Karen glanced up at me and then away, even Marti seemed a bit uncomfortable. "Well, think about it? ...Please?" Please? I walked up to the bar to get a fresh beer, man. What a request! I looked back, Marti was leaned in close whispering something to Karen who was shaking her head furiously. I took a pull on my beer and watched as Marti became more insistant. Then Karen looked up at me, I saw her shoulders slump, she nodded. I wondered what the hell THAT was all about? Then the band started up, I went back to work. I ran into Karen at the store just two days later, she gave me a bright smile and a hi. We chatted a bit about ordinary crap, finally I got loose from her. Marti was sitting behind the wheel of a big white Ford truck as I walked out. "Hi, Dan!" she called out. I nodded and walked on by. The next Tuesday they showed up at the bar, I had a feeling they would. Karen looked like a million bucks, she was dressed to the tits in a nice dress, open at the throat. She had enough skin showing that my eyes kept being drawn to her, try as I might to avoid that. Sure enough, Marti waved me over as we began our first break. I couldn't be rude, I stopped and said hello. "Please sit down, Dan." I pulled the chair back, Sylvia was there in seconds with a beer for me. "You have the look we want, and you are nice and have talent." Marti got right to the point like always. "Hey, I understand.", I lied through my teeth, "But I just don't think..." "We were thinking maybe if you did it...the regular way?" Regular way? I looked at Karen, she was looking down, fiddling with the straw in her drink, face red as a beet. I hesitated. I think Marti thought she had me with that one. Now so no one gets me wrong, I am not the least bit adverse to a piece of ass, when and where I can get it. Add in that Karen was simply a stone fox and I won't say I wasn't interested. But the idea of doing it just to get her pregnant was plugging up my thoughts. I sure as hell wasn't going to whack off in a cup, but the "regular" way? "Maybe." I mumbled. That seemed to do it, Marti whipped out a little notebook that was filled with numbers and dates. Christ, she seemed to have everything all set, planned out to the day. "Next Wednesday?" She was looking at Karen, not at me. Karen nodded, not looking up. Then she wrote an address on a piece of paper, handed it to me. "Please don't drink that day." I put the paper in my pocket, went back to work. They were both gone before I picked up my guitar. I decided to not show up, then I changed my mind, then changed it again over the next week. I was completely uncomfortable, not really knowing what to expect. I thought that they would come into the club but Wednesday arrived and no sign. I hadn't seen either one of them at the store, either. It was 2:30 AM when I knocked on their door, thinking I must be completely out of my mind. The whole idea had gotten me messed up, I hadn't been laid all week, either. Marti answered the door, smiled. "Oh, good! You did come." She stepped aside to let me in. "Karen! Honey! Dan is here!" "OK. I will be right out." I heard Karen's voice from the other room. Karen came out wearing a white bathrobe pulled up snugly around her. She smiled. "Ready?" she asked pointedly. I wasn't but I was thinking probably. I was also completely unsure, I had no idea what to do or say. Hell, I wanted to run. "Come on." Karen turned and walked into the room she just came out of. I followed along meekly, avoiding Marti's gaze. Karen just dropped the robe, she wore a short white tanktop and nothing else. She sat on the bed and leaned back. There was enough light in the room I could see her, see the swell of her hips, the neatly trimmed hair on her loins. If my dick was any limper it would have slid inside my socks. I popped the snaps on my shirt, unbuckled my belt. I hooked my thumbs in my briefs, sliding them down over my shoes. A flip of my toe and my shoes were off, all I had on were my socks. I decided to leave them. I sat on the bed beside her, my cock showed no signs of life, none at all. "What's the matter?" Karen asked. "I don't know, I just...I need stimulation, I think." Normally a bare pussy within 30 miles would have had me up and roaring. I had a vision in my head of Marti with her ear to the door, it didn't help at all that Karen was sitting there leaned back on her elbows just waiting. "Do you need me to..maybe rub it or something?" "Yea, that should help." Karen reached over and touched my limp dick, picked up the end and looked at it. Then she closed her hand around it and just sat there. I tried to concentrate, I even reached out and put my hand on her waist. She didn't tense or anything, but she still just sat there with her hand wrapped around me. My mind was going, "Kiss me, hug me, snuggle up, do something!" Nothing, no reaction. "Have you ever...? With a man?" I asked her, trying to get something going. "No." "Can I?" I pointed at her crotch. "OK. Sure." Then she opened her legs. I reached down and touched her, she was warm and soft, and she felt good. I didn't find any of the wetness I normally found. Then I decided, fuck it. I rolled over and pushed her back, pressing my lips between her legs, tongueing the rubbery soft outer lips. She had let go of me at that, and let out a simple "Oomph." sound. No squirming or thrusting, she just lay there. I began to get determined, I wet my tongue and slid the flat of it up her entire length. She trembled a little, success. I kept it up, forgetting I was supposed to be hard and inside her, then I realized my body was responding. I reached up and slid the tanktop up over her breasts, God they were beautiful. She didn't resist as I licked them, sucked one nipple gently into my mouth as I rolled the other with the tips of my fingers. I reached down to her groin again, she opened her legs wider to help me, I felt the beginnings of wetness. Then I slid up into position, pressed her lips apart with my fingers and pressed. There was resistance at first, then she took a deep breath and relaxed. I began to thrust away, being careful to let my pubic bone make contact each time. I wanted to give her an orgasm, I wanted her to know what it was like. She let out a grunt but that was all. I held on as long as I could, finally I felt myself peak and blast off a full week's worth of cum deep inside her. I lay there for a few seconds, she reached up with her hands and pressed on my shoulders. "Time to get off.", I thought. I stood and looked at her, laying there in the dim light. I could see the dampness, a tiny dribble of my sperm at her opening. I dressed, Karen never said a word. Marti was sitting in a chair as I came out. She looked at me with a completely blank expression as I headed towards the door. "Thank you, Dan." was all I heard as I closed the door behind me. I saw Karen just one time after that, she was pushing a shopping cart, her swollen belly heavy with child. She saw me but never said a word. It was over 3 years later before I ended up back in that town, the road and music called. I was driving down the street, there was Marti coming out of a clothing store, she had a little boy in tow. I tapped my horn and waved as she looked up. She just nodded, and they walked on down the street. My phone rang the other night, 37 years later. A somehow familiar voice spoke to me. It was Karen. Marti had passed several years before, and she told me my son was looking for me. He had looked for a long time. Karen had kept track of me, not hard to do. I got better at my trade, some of my recordings sold quite well. Karen had finally told our son the truth. I was surprised at the name, well, pleased is a better word. As I write this I am waiting to go meet the airplane. I am waiting for my son to meet his two sisters, his mother. I am wondering what kind of son I have. They tell me no one can change nature. I am not real sure of that. Whispers It was about 9:30 on a Saturday night. We were sitting on the couch, watching some movie, my arm around her, her hand resting casually on my leg. "This movie is just too weird." I said. "I'm not into it either." she said. We both let the movie run a bit more. She turned towards me, kissed me on the jaw, stretched a bit, and nibbled gently on my ear lobe. I closed my eyes and enjoyed. She whispered softly in my ear, "Go into the bedroom, take every piece of clothing off, and then lay down on the bed. Close your eyes, and wait. Don't say anything." She kissed me quickly on the cheek and got up, walked through the kitchen, and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She never once looked back. Those who know me, know that 'orders' are most often responded to with my doing exactly the opposite of the 'order'. However, there are exceptions... I got up, walked through the kitchen, and into the bedroom. I took all my clothes off, throwing them in the corner. I crawled onto the bed, arranged the pillows a bit, and lay down on my back. I put my arms at my side and closed my eyes, wondering what was up. I waited a few minutes, thinking of different scenarios she might come up with. I heard the bathroom door open. "If you are naked, in bed, with your eyes shut, don't say anything. If you are not, you better speak up now!" I waited, curiosity growing. I heard soft footsteps enter the room. "Keep your eyes shut." she said softly, her voice barely more than a whisper. I heard her walking around the room, back and forth. I heard the flick of a lighter. More footsteps, and another flick. Steps yet again, and again the flick of a lighter. Steps going out of the room, the hall light being turned off. I see less light through my eyelids. Steps coming back in and around the bed. Fingertips touch the top of my foot, lightly trail up my leg, over my hip, up my chest, over my chin, and stop at my mouth. 1 finger presses against my lips, reminding me about my silence. I feel her hair brush my shoulder and then "Open your eyes, but say nothing." I hear her voice whisper, just an inch or 2 from my ear. I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her auburn hair cascading down in the candlelight, smiling at me. as she stood next to the bed. I allowed my eyes to wander down. Over her full bosom, naked for me to see. Down to her waist, clad in a black garter belt. Eyes wandering further south, her shaved pussy was not hidden by panties, and black stockings made a nice contrast to her skin in the dim candlelight. I smiled and my eyes wandered, slowly, back up to her face. She had a finger over her lips, smiling at me. "I can see you like." She put her left knee on the bed by my waist, left hand next to my shoulder, and then straddled me. Her hair cascaded over my face. She lowered her hips until her pubic mound pressed against my cock. She leaned forward, as if to kiss me, but she veered off course and let her hair dangle over my face and neck. She whispered in my ear "Do only what I tell you, and nothing else. Remember, no talking." She moved back and kissed me on the lips, our eyes looking at each other as our lips caressed each other. She rolled over me, laying on the bed to my left. Her left stocking clad leg resting on my legs, her face next to mine. Her fingertips played with the hair on my chest. She kissed me, next to my eye, and again closer to my ear. "I'm glad you did as I asked." came the whisper. "I love seeing you naked." She rubbed her tit against my arm, I felt the texture change as her nipple made contact. She slowly toyed with the hair on my chest, tantalizing me by letting her hand snake closer to my crotch. "You like me in stockings don't you," came the throaty whisper, "you like my legs. You like my tit pressed against you. I can tell, your cock is getting bigger." Her hand slides down over my hip, teasing me. "That's good, very good. I want your cock hard.", kissing my neck between every phrase. "Your hard cock makes my pussy wet baby." Licking my neck, in slow tantalizing licks, "You like my body I know." She takes her hand off my chest, and cups her boob. "Look at my tit, how the nipple gets hard for you, wanting the caresses of your tongue. But it has to wait." she whispers, just an inch from my ear. She lightly bites my ear lobe. "You like my pussy, like it soft, and hairless. You like to caress it with your tongue, tasting it's wetness, slipping the tip between my folds." Her voice barely a whisper "I love that. I love it when you use your tongue on my pussy." My cock getting harder from her erotic dirty talk. She reaches behind her, kissing my face softly. I suddenly feel very cold thick liquid hit my hardening shaft, and I flinch in surprise. "Sorry baby." she apologizes softly, but covers me well. "Stroke your cock for me baby." I reach down with my right hand, touch my cock, begin to grasp the shaft. I realize the cold liquid is lube. I wrap my fingers around my shaft, twisting my wrist and spreading the lube over my hardening shaft. "Thats it baby, get it all over." came the whispers in my ear. She reaches down, and plays with my balls. "Mmmmm, these balls are full of cum arent they baby, hmmmm? I want it, I want that cum. I'm gonna get it, I'm gonna get that cum." My hand starts to slide up and down my shaft, listening to her. My shaft hardening in my hand. "Stroke it baby, I wanna see that hand going up and down your hard cock. I want the cum!" she whispers, with a little excited urgency in her voice. I turn to kiss her, and she kisses my on the lips softly, looking into my eyes. She breaks the kiss and whispers "Do you wanna fuck my tits baby? Slide that cock between my tits, and spray your cum over my face and neck?" Her eyes never left mine. It was so erotic, so dirty, so intimate listen to her talking like this, looking into each other's eyes, just a couple inches apart. "Maybe you prefer to slide that hard cock into my wet pussy, and shoot your cum into me. I love how that feels baby. I love how you tremble just a little as you shoot your creamy cum. Keep stroking for me baby." She kisses her way down my neck, to my chest. Kisses and caresses my with her tongue. Her hand sliding up and down my inner thigh, keeping pace with my hand sliding up and down my shaft. She rests her head on my chest, looking down at my hand, sliding up and down my now rock hard shaft. "Would you like me to take the head of your cock into my mouth, feel your hand bump my lips as you rub your hard shaft, just as you shoot your cum? Your hot creamy cum would land on my tongue. I could play with it, letting you squeeze every drop out of your cock and into my mouth. I would love that baby, love the feeling of you cumming in my mouth. So very tasty!" she whispered in my ear, emphasizing the word tasty. "I want you to cum for me baby, shoot it all over. I wanna wrap my hand around your balls, feel them jerk and squeeze as you shoot." I listen to her, my eyes closed, just envisioning her words, my hand stroking my shaft faster. "Watching you stroke your long hard shaft makes my pussy so wet, love watching the precum drip out the head, onto your thumb. Wanna know how wet you make me?" she whispers. Her finger touches my lips, and I open my mouth. She slides her finger in, and I close my lips around it. I taste her sweet juices on my tongue, swirl my tongue around her finger. "Taste good baby? You did that, you made me wet. My pussy is all wet because of you." and she kisses my lips, with her finger still in my mouth. "Think of me, kneeling on all fours, in front of you. Your hands are on my ass... no... better yet, your hands are on my tits, making the nipples hard as you play with them. Your hard cock is deep in my tight little ass, filling me. Your pumping your hips back and forth, driving that big hard cock deep into me. I'm reaching between my legs, playing with my wet pussy as you fuck my ass. My fingers tickle your balls. You tell me your about to cum. Yes baby, cum for me, shoot your cum in my ass. I wanna feel you cum in my ass!" She licks the soft skin under my jaw for a few moments. "You would like that wouldn't you baby? I would love it." she whispers breathily in my ear. My breathing is getting fast. The speed of my hand sliding up and down my hard cock increase in tempo. "Your getting closer baby, I can tell. The cum is just boiling isn't it? Release the pressure baby, cum for me. Let it go, shoot your juice all over. I wanna feel it, I wanna see it. You make me so hot, my pussy so wet." My breath is raspy, I feel the tension building. "That's it baby, cum, blast it all over! Cum for me, I want it!" "Oh baby" I exclaim, unable to keep quiet any longer "I'm cumming!" She quickly sat up, reached down with her left hand and cupped my balls. She bent forward and put her mouth over the head of my cock. My hand met her lips, and she slid her mouth down my shaft, following my hand. My hand glided up my shaft, pushing her head back, her tongue flicked my head. That's all it took. I groaned as I felt the cum shoot up my shaft, her hand gently squeezing and caressing my balls. Her mouth hungrily accepted the shots of cum, rolling her tongue around the head of my cock. My hand squeezed every drop of cum into her waiting mouth. I lay there, totally spent, recovering. She rolled over on top of me, her pussy resting on my softening cock. She put her hands on my chest. Opening her mouth as she locked at me, she licked her lips and smiled. She tipped her head back a little, and then swallowed. "Mmmmm, baby, just what I needed." She leaned forward, close to my ear and whispered "I love you." I wrapped my arms around her, and replied "I love you too." in a whisper. Whispers Note: This is a story that another reader asked me to write. They gave me a brief outline and I went from there. I have added a few drawings that I did. If you are a reader who gets offended when the wife has sex with someone else, please stop now. This story is not for you. I hope that you enjoy this little sexcapade. * Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Pam and I am 45 years old but I still turn heads. People tell me that I am very attractive and that I look young for my age. I am 5'7" and my toned body is very well proportioned to my height. I have long flowing brown hair and I am told that my hazel eyes dance and sparkle when I laugh. My lips are full and pouty and my husband John has told me that my smile could light up the darkest of nights. I met my husband John shortly after I opened "Whispers". "Whispers" is my lingerie store. He came into the store to purchase some lingerie for his girlfriend. John was your typical looking all American guy. He was bulked up in just the right places and wore clothes that emphasized his physique. He has blue eyes, sandy brown hair and a mustache, and a killer smile that he had no problem using on me. I was quickly hooked on his charm. When he found out that we also modeled our lingerie, he asked if I would model for him, that I was about the same build as his girlfriend. Well, you can guess the rest of that story as we have been married for 14 years now. John is 48 now and is a firefighter, so he's gone 4 days a week to stay at the firehouse, leaving me to run my business and care for our home. I miss him when he is away and sometimes I do get a little lonely, but I've never thought of cheating on John. We have a lovely home on about 2 acres. It's really too large for the two of us, but we do love living there. It has more creature comforts than most people even dream of but it's just too large for me to keep up by myself. John suggested that I hire a college girl to help with the house. To sweeten the pot, we decided that we would help out whomever we hired and let her live in the apartment above the garage. I liked the idea of hiring a college girl, as I remembered how I appreciated the opportunity to earn some extra cash in college. I placed an ad in the paper that read "Local Business Owner seeking college female to clean and care for large house, some cooking required. Includes room and board. Call 555-985-0505. Ask for Pam." I was quite surprised at the response that I got and began setting up interviews. After talking with many lovely girls, I finally decided on a girl of oriental heritage named Junko, which she told me means "child of obedience". She told me that her parents emigrated from Hong Kong but that she was born in America. She was quite charming and said that she was studying massage therapy. Junko has now been living with us for over a year. This is where this story comes in. Junko and I have developed a good working relationship over this past year. I have come to totally trust her and I enjoy her companionship as well as I appreciate all that she does for us. How she finds time to go to college and do all of my biddings is beyond me, but I have always told her that if I'm too demanding to let me know. I can have a rather overbearing personality at times. I have to. If I didn't, I couldn't make my business as successful as it is. I have a take charge personality in most areas of my life except for my sex life. I love for John to be in control of me. I love the way it feels when he commands me to suck his cock or to get down on my hands and knees so that he can have his way with me. I think it has to do with the whole firefighter persona and the feeling I get when I think of how I would feel if he saved my life in a life threatening situation all decked out in his gear. I just melt when I see him in his gear. But that is another story. Anyhow, back to what I was talking about. Junko. Since she is studying massage therapy, she recently asked me if she could practice some of the techniques on me that she was learning. I agreed, but only for quite selfish reasons. What better way to unwind at the end of the day than a massage. I began to look forward to her massages and they were always on the up and up and very professional. But a strange thing began happening. When she was massaging me, I began to feel sexually aroused. This was very confusing to me, as I have never had an interest in women in that nature. But feeling her strong, small hands rubbing my body had me tingling. Sometimes I would suck in my breath as she touched me, hoping that she wouldn't notice. There were times that I could feel my pussy getting wet as her hands stroked my body. I decided that it was only because I was missing John's touch that I was even feeling this way and I would dismiss the feelings out of my mind the best that I could. But I found myself watching Junko when she wasn't looking and I began to notice the curve of her face, her long lean legs, and her toned youthful body. I liked the way that her firm pouty tits jiggled when she walked, and her tight round ass had just the right amount of wiggle. I liked the way the sunlight reflected off of her dark shiny hair. Now please understand that while I was beginning to notice her and admire her, I was sure that I would never act on these feelings. Well, unless I have had a few drinks that is. I am the kind of person whose inhibitions tend to fly right out of the window after I have had a few. I have always hand washed my lingerie and it was always something that I preferred to do myself. I'm very picky about my lingerie. It is, after all, my livelihood. But today I decided to show Junko how I liked my lingerie washed and decided that it would be one of her chores to do for me The thought of having Junko touching my lingerie after I had worn it turned me on. I wondered if she would notice my scent on the panties when she picked them up. We were at the sink where I was showing her how I liked this task done, and my hand brushed against hers, very innocently, but it was like fire shot through my arm. I was quite surprised and jerked my hand back suddenly. I felt the blood rush to my face. "Pam, are you okay?" "Yes of course. Why do ask?" I wondered if she could see my blushing. "No reason really. Hey, I have the hang of this. If you would like, I can finish washing these for you and I'll hang them on the drying rack like you showed me." "That'll be just fine Junko. I 'm running a bit behind so I do need to get this show on the road and get to the store. I have a meeting with a new supplier this morning. She has a new Valentino line that she wants to show me. I'm quite excited about it. It's very beautiful with lace overlays and delicate cuts." I went upstairs and showered and chose an Elissa lingerie set that was black with white floral lace overlays. The bra had a sweetheart neckline and the uplift gave my 32B breasts a generous amount of cleavage. I chose hi-cut panties and a garter belt. I sat on the bed and began to slide my foot into one of the black stockings. I gently pulled it up my leg, being careful not to snag it. I hooked the top of the stocking into the garter clip and proceeded to put the other stocking on. I love the way that that the stockings make my legs look. They accentuate the curves of my calves and thighs. I slid my feet into a pair of black stilettos and strutted over to the closet. I wiggled my hips to get the black mid-thigh length skirt over my curves. I chose a gray silk blouse that clung to me and accentuated my waist. I put on a black tailored jacket and ran my finger under the collar to straighten it. I completed the look with silver oval earrings and a matching necklace. I admired myself in the mirror inspecting my work. I didn't notice Junko in the hall peeking in at me getting dressed. As I rushed out of my bedroom, I hollered, "All right Junko, I will see you about eight fifteen tonight. I have to close up the store today. It's Jenny's birthday and she has a date with Brad". Junko came from the hall bath with towels in her arms. "Okay Pam, I'll see you then. Would you like me to have dinner ready when you get home? I can stop at the store after class." "No thanks, Junko. I'll grab a bite after work. I guess if I do that, I won't be home at eight fifteen after all. It'll be much later. See you." The meeting with the supplier went well and we were going to pick up the new Valentino line. To celebrate I decided to stop and have a few Rum and Cokes on the way home. I skipped dinner so I was feeling a slight buzz and decided to head on home. I didn't want to risk driving, so I called a cab. The cab pulled into the driveway and I paid him and came in through the front door and kicked off my heels. "Ahhh. That's much better. I can't wait to go upstairs and change into something more comfy." I padded up the stairs and down the hall towards my room. I stopped suddenly when I heard moaning. I listened for a moment and realized that it was coming from my bedroom. "What the hell?" I tip-toed to the door and was absolutely shocked to see Junko stretched out on my bed wearing some of my lingerie. She had on a black bra, garter belt and stockings. She had not put on any panties. Her left breast was pulled up out of the bra cup and she was caressing it with her left hand. I noticed immediately that her nipple was huge. She began tweaking her nipple between her forefinger and thumb and I actually found myself licking my lips as I looked at her erect nipple and I felt a twinge between my legs. Her right hand was gently caressing her swollen, shaved pussy lips and from where I was standing, I could see that she was aroused as her honey was making her lips shiny and inviting. As she began sliding two fingers in and out of her wet cunt, I could hear her juices begin to make slurping noises. Her breathing quickened as she arched her back and tilted her head back as she furiously pounded her pussy with her fingers while she tugged and pulled on her nipple. I watched from the hall as she brought herself to an orgasm. "Ooooooohhhhhh. Oh my God! That's it! Mmmmmmmm." She relaxed her muscles as she melted onto the bed, smiling to herself. I walked into my room and startled her when I said, "Junko! What are you doing? That's not my lingerie is it? I want an explanation, now!" Junko jumped when she heard my voice and quickly tried to cover herself. "Pam, you weren't supposed to be home until later. I'm so sorry. I'll get these off right now. Please don't fire me. I'll do anything that you ask!" She looked so pitiful pleading for her job with me. I do believe that she was almost ready to cry. It gave me a felling of empowerment. I still hadn't received a satisfactory answer as to why she was lying on my bed masturbating, so I decided to send her downstairs to get me a rum and coke so that I could think for a minute. I watched her ass jiggle as she scurried down the hall and down the stairs muttering, "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." Well, as I mentioned earlier, I have never thought of cheating on John, but I had been drinking tonight and I was feeling a bit daring. I thought, "I could have a good time out of this!" I walked over to my closet and removed all of my clothes except for my bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings. Just then Junko came in with my rum and coke. "Thank you Junko. Now we need to talk." She looked down at the floor and her long lashes concealed her dark eyes and I could see that she was embarrassed and that her cheeks were very flushed. I took a long drink and then handed her the glass and said, "Here. You can finish this." She took the rum and coke from me and tipped the glass up and finished the drink in almost one gulp. "Now Junko, I'm not sure why you were doing what you were doing when I came home, but I think that I have a solution to our problem. I'll not fire you if you do exactly as I say." "Yes Pam. Whatever you want. Please don't fire me! I really need this job." Well, by that time my inhibitions were out the window. There standing in front of me was a beautiful oriental girl wearing only my lingerie. I could feel the moistness in my pussy begin to dampen my panties. "The first thing that you are going to do is to give me a massage. My feet are especially sore. And you'll do it wearing only my lingerie that you have on right now. Is that understood?" "Yes Pam." she said as she looked at the floor. I crawled onto the bed and lay on my stomach. Junko knew what was expected, and began massaging my feet. They were sore from being in high heels all day so I found this especially relaxing. I could feel tension melting away as she rubbed them. She then began working her way up each leg, kneading and massaging as she went. I looked over and saw our reflections in the mirror and it felt very surreal. It was a sight that I never thought that I would see. An almost naked beautiful woman rubbing my body. Oh, it was too delicious. "Ahhhh. You do have a gift with your hands. I swear that they can work magic!" I opened my legs a bit as she massaged my thighs and I was certain that she could see the wet spot in my panties. As she worked her way up my back, I said "Junko, unhook my bra. I don't want it interfering with my back massage." I felt her fingers against my back as she unhooked the clasp and the straps fell to my sides. After she had given my back the attention that I felt it needed, I rolled over and tossed my bra aside. I lay there with my breasts exposed. My nipples hardened and my areolas puckered as I saw her looking at my breasts. "Rub them." Junko hesitated before moving her hands to my breasts. Once her hands were touching them she began to softly began caress and squeeze my tits. She was careful to avoid the nipples and I found that very annoying, as I wanted to feel her fingers tweak my pebbled buds. "Pinch my nipples and squeeze my tits harder." I commanded. "Yes Pam." She did as she was told. "Oh yes! Pinch my nipples! Pull them! Harder! Ahhhh. Yes!" I heard a slight moan come from her as she massaged my tits. "Now suck my nipples." I was really enjoying being in charge. It gave me such a rush. She bent over me and her long flowing hair tickled my stomach and side as her soft lips took my nipple into her mouth. I was amazed at the sensation. It was so different than when John sucked my tits. She twirled her tongue as she sucked my nipple in-between her rosy lips. Her hands were kneading my breasts as she sucked. I arched my back in pleasure and moaned. "Oh yes. That's it. Suck harder! Mmmmmmm." I couldn't take it anymore. I lifted my hips and commanded "Remove my garter belt and stockings, and slide my panties off." Junko reached around and undid the clasp on the garter belt and unhooked the stockings from the garter belt. She gently rolled the stockings down each leg. I had never been undressed by a woman before and I found it intensely erotic. She then put her fingers under each side of the waistband of my panties and slid them over my hips and down my legs. "Smell my panties." She lifted my panties to her nose, and put the wet crotch right at her nostrils. She closed her eyes as she took in a deep breath. "Oh Fuck!" I moaned. I could not believe that I was watching her sniff my panties. I then turned over and got on all fours and stuck my cunt out at her. Do you like what you see? Junko quietly replied, "Yes, yes I do." Junko was staring intently at my shaved pussy. I liked the sexy way that it looked without hair and how the skin was velvety soft to the touch. It was incredibly sexy to be on all fours exposed to her the way that I was. "Is that why you were wearing my lingerie? Because you like what you see? Have you been fantasizing about me? Ooohhhh. I get it. You were thinking of me when you were fucking your wet cunt with your fingers, weren't you?" Junko replied in a voice so quiet that it was barely audible, "Yes I was. I've been watching you when you get dressed in the morning and I'm so sorry, but I'm so turned on by you. Can you forgive me? I've violated your trust in me." I smiled at her response and merely said, "Very well then. Eat me." I was a little shocked at myself when I said that but I was feeling quite good if you know what I mean! She looked surprised at my command but moved behind me and gingerly touched my pussy lips with her tongue. "No, I want to feel your tongue stroking my hot cunt and your fingers fucking me." I rolled over onto my back again. I wanted to watch her tongue slip into my wet cunt. I rested on my elbows so that I could enjoy the show. Junko stuck her tongue out and pushed it into my pussy and began flicking her tongue up and down. She moved her hand up and opened my lips with her fingers so that she could get to my clit. She began to rapidly flick her tongue back and forth over it and then she sucked it into her mouth and pulled her head up. I heard a slight popping noise as she let go of it. The sensation when my clit popped out of her lips was too much. She moved her head back down and began sucking my clit like it was a nipple. She slid three fingers into my creamed cunt with her palm facing up and she began to massage my g-spot with her fingers. "Is this good Pam? Do you like my fingers fucking you? Mmmmm. I love sucking your hard little clit. I'm dripping I'm so aroused by you Pam." She continued her assault on my g-spot and I began bucking my hips into her face. "Oh my God Junko! Oh my God! Yesssss. Faster! Please don't stop! Uh Uh Uh." I got the strangest feeling in my pussy and I was totally shocked and caught off guard when I squirted a stream of hot liquid into Junko's face. "Oh my God! Junko! Yes! Yes! Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck!" Junko crammed her face into my crotch and greedily began licking my cunt as if my juices were more precious than gold. "Mmmmmmmm. Your juices taste so good Pam." I saw my juices shining on her face around her mouth. I moved towards her and began licking my juices off of her face and soon I was sucking on her lower lip and passionately kissing her. Our tongues were soon dancing around each other. My breathing was becoming jagged and I could feel the blood rushing to my face. I pulled away and then instructed Junko to remove my lingerie that she was wearing and climb up on the bed. I liked the feeling of empowerment that I had in giving her commands. Normally John was the one giving me the commands. "Now get on all fours." She did exactly as I instructed her to do and pointed her ass at me. I sucked in my breath and felt my pulse quicken as I looked at her glistening cunt and tight ass. I leaned over and began kissing and nibbling her sweet ass cheeks. My tongue soon found its way to her puckered little hole. I could smell her arousal drifting up from her pussy as I flicked my tongue across her asshole. I heard her softly moaning and this only encouraged me. "Mmmmmmm. Ahhhhhhhhhh." She reached her hand around and spread her ass cheeks and lips open. I could not believe that I was licking a woman's asshole! And loving it! I nibbled and licked her ass as I slid two fingers into her dripping cunt. "Oh Pam, please don't stop! I love you licking my ass. Oooohhhhhhhhh, Yes. Lick me harder. Fuck me with your fingers. Yes, yes. Oooohhhhh." Her breathing was becoming rapid and short and she was pushing her ass into my face. I lifted my hand up and slapped her sharply across her ass cheek. She squealed in surprise and pain "Ahhh. Ouch!" A red outline of my hand began to appear on her ass. Whispers "Did you like that Junko? Did you like getting punished for getting into my lingerie and watching me get dressed? And for masturbating on my bed?" She moaned quietly, "Oh I did." Whack! I smacked her again. "Mmmmph!" Junko pushed her ass out at me. I was so excited at this point that I shoved my face into her pussy as I thrust my tongue into her dripping slit as far as it could go. I began lapping up her cream as fast as I could while I furiously rubbed her clit with my fingers. "Oh my God you taste good Junko." I inserted four fingers into her cunt and began pounding her as I went back to flicking my tongue on her little hole. "Oh Pam! Yesssss! Pound me harder! That's it! Don't stop! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Fuck!" That was all of the encouragement that I needed! I withdrew my fingers coated in her white cream almost all of the way out of her and slammed them back into her pussy. I continued this for a few minutes as Junko began moving her hips and fucking my hand. "Ahhhhh! Yes! Oh Pam! I'm cumming! Aaaaaaahhhhhh." Just then a blast of hot liquid shot out and hit me on the chin and ran down on my tits. "Oh shit Junko! You just squirted me! Fuck! Oh my God!" I crammed my face back in her dripping cunt and began furiously licking her while marveling at how good it tasted. After I had licked her clean we both collapsed onto the bed. "Pam, I'm so sorry about getting into your lingerie without asking and masturbating on your bed. But I really am turned on by you. Can you forgive me?" "Well Junko, considering everything that just happened, I think that I can overlook it this time, but only if you are my obedient sex toy when John is out of town." I got a wicked smile and added "Perhaps we can even convince John to join us in the future?" We looked at each other and smiled.