Friday Fun Night

Annette suddenly bucked her hips twice and started to come. Helen wrapped her left arm around the small of Annette’s back and locked her mouth over her clitoris, sucking hard. She kept probing her g-spot and Annette arched her back so far that they slipped off the sofa onto the carpet, Helen was still locked onto Annette’s cunt and had her left arm around her hips as Annette writhed and wriggled. Annette twisted so that she lay sideways with Helen’s head still between her legs as she continued to come, then she rotated even further and ended up face down with Helen’s face still in her pussy. Annette had come hard before they slid to the floor together and now she was coming again, her juices seeping onto Helen’s chin. After a second deep orgasm, Annette pulled Helen’s face up to hers and licked her own come fluid from Helen’s mouth and chin.

In an erotic tangle of limbs, the two naked women savoured Annette’s second orgasm then they lay together for several minutes kissing and fondling each other. Annette described her plan for their performance in front of Joe in two days time. Helen loved it, Annette had given it a great deal of thought and explained it in detail down to what they would both be wearing.

“Whatever happen’s you must play a game where you can cheat to make sure you win.”

“Don’t worry that’s all in hand, it’ll be a card game and I’ll fix the deck. I’ll be his Mistress, no problem.”

“You’re absolutely sure that Joe will be aroused by watching me take you? It’s going to look to him like I’m forcing you, raping you even, he won’t be upset or angry?”

“He’s practically begged me to have sex with a woman, he’s desperate for me to do it. When we’ve swapped fantasies just lately, he seems to get incredibly aroused if I’m being forced by another woman. The best bit though is that he won’t be expecting it, you’re a genius, it’ll rock his world don’t you worry.”

“It’s making me horny again just thinking about it.”

“Are you still into men? He’ll be gagging for a threesome with us when he knows that we’re lovers.”

“I do still fancy some men yes.”

“And could Joe be one of them?”

“Absolutely, as long as you don’t have a fit of jealousy.”

“That won’t be a problem, I’ve often masturbated to fantasies of you riding his cock.”

******************** Joe watched Helen get ready for work on Friday morning. He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she fitted a black suspender belt and clipped it to a pair of barely black stockings. She fastened her black bra, pulled on black lacy panties then she wriggled into a tight red wiggle dress with a kick pleat at the back and stepped into black high heeled court shoes. The dress draped the beautiful mounds of her breasts, clung to her waistline, pulled taut across her flat stomach and followed the sensual curve of her buttocks. The pencil cut finished at her knees leaving two beautifully shaped calves and ankles in classy heeled shoes. She finished her look with dangly black earrings. Joe even considered being late for his work by masturbating after she had left for her work.

“My God Helen, you’re going to stiffen a few pricks today.”

“And maybe moisten a pussy or two,” added Helen.

Helen wasn’t wrong, even her boss Lynn had eyes like saucers when Helen walked into her office to give her her post.

“Wow Helen, you look more fabulous than ever today. I love you in that dress.”

“I love wearing it for you.”

“No, I didn’t mean… oh ha ha, very funny, you had me going then.”

“Well let me know if you ever want me to get you going again boss,” said Helen as she left the office.

Not for the first time where Helen was concerned, Lynn felt a slight tingle in her pussy. She assumed that Helen was joking but couldn’t stop a fantasy of being seduced into a kiss with Helen flashing through her mind.

Helen attracted more looks and stares than usual from students and staff, she dealt with it easily enough, in fact, it turned her on a little. The biggest surprise of her day at work was when she went into the women’s toilet to reattach a suspender clip. The toilets were empty as she stood in front of the wash basins and raised the hem of her dress up above her right stocking top. Just as she was making the adjustment, the door opened and Amanda, an attractive mid thirties lesbian fashion design tutor, walked in.

“Oh, excuse me Amanda, I’m just making running repairs.”

“No, don’t mind me Helen, I could watch you doing that all day long,” she said before taking a long drag on a cigarette, “In fact, If you come for a drink with me sometime, I’d be delighted to check your suspender straps for you.”

“Thanks Amanda but no thanks all the same, I’m spoken for.”

“Hmm, that’s curious, most straight women I try it on with say that they’re not for the ladies… you didn’t.”

Helen’s face flushed pink and she straightened her dress and made for the door, Amanda detained her by gently taking hold of her forearm.

“If ever you change your mind, you know where to find me.”

Amanda rarely tried to seduce straight women but she’d had the hots for Helen for a long time and she now she also had hope.

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Throughout the rest of the day, Helen became more excited at the thought of her plans for Friday Fun Night. She couldn’t wait to finish work and get home. As soon as she walked through her front door and before taking her coat off, she picked up the phone to check with Annette that all was well with her. Then she put the ready meal and wine in the fridge.

She stayed in her dress and heels because she knew it would turn Joe on to see her looking so hot. He arrived home earlier than usual too, she was prepared for this.

“Hi gorgeous, have you had a good day?”

“I’ve been hard all day thinking about you and what could happen tonight.”

“Well it is Friday Fun Night so our destiny lies in the cards tonight. It’s early though so let’s have a drink and I’ll put the meal in the oven and we can take our time allowing the anticipation to build, I know how you like that.”

“Yes I love the sexual suspense, it’s all part of foreplay for me. Anyway, how was your day?”

“Not bad, I was asked out by Amanda, the fashion design tutor. She’s out as a lesbian and she’s usually very proper but she caught me in the toilets adjusting a suspender clip and she came on to me.”

“Did you make a date?”

“No, I don’t think she’d want to play the kind of games that we’re looking for, she’d probably get no thrill from your involvement. We need to find a woman that swings both ways, like me in my fantasies.”

After a leisurely meal and a bottle of wine, they went upstairs to change. Joe quickly put on a clean shirt and a pair of chinos then laid on the bed watching Helen.

“Do you really need to change out of that dress? You look so fucking hot.”

“Easy tiger, I’m going for a sexy librarian look tonight so just be patient.”

Joe watched Helen wriggle out of her red wiggle dress and step out of her black heels. She left her black underwear on but changed her barely black stockings for a natural shade. She disposed of her dangly earrings and replaced them with austere slate grey studs then put on a grey shiny blouse with black pinstripes that buttoned up to her neck and was tied at the throat with a bow in the same material. Her breasts looked magnificent in the demure blouse. She picked up a knee length grey skirt that buttoned up the left side. She fastened the waist button then slowly and sensuously fastened the rest of the buttons from the top downwards. She did this in such a sensuous feminine way that Joe’s cock strained at the front of his chinos. Finally, she stepped into her four inch high black court shoes again, smoothed her skirt down along her thighs and looked alluringly at Joe.

“What do you think?”

“You look unattainable but I know what’s underneath that prim and proper look.”

“Come on, it’s getting dark, I’ll light the candles and you get the cards out.”

They both went downstairs, Joe took the pack of cards out of the drawer, opened it and laid the cards on the coffee table. Helen spotted what he was doing and quickly asked him to go back upstairs to look for a butterfly clip for her earrings that she pretended had come detached. She didn’t want him to disturb the cards under any circumstances. She lit the candles and settled onto the sofa under the window.

“I can’t see it in the bedroom.”

“It’s okay, it was here on the carpet all along, come on, let’s start.”

Joe sat at the sofa along the wall, he would have been quite happy to lose if only Helen would repeat her spanking punishment and the tying of a pink ribbon to his cock like the previous Friday.

“I’m horny as hell,” said Helen, “Let’s just play one hand of whist.”

“Yes let’s, the sooner I get to dominate you the better,” he said with a grin.

“Steady on lover boy, you’ll be my slave tonight.”

“Let’s see,” said Joe as he picked up the deck of cards.

“Hey, it’s my deal tonight, you dealt first last week.”

Helen’s bluff paid off, in the confusion she contrived over who’s deal it was, Joe didn’t notice that she didn’t cut and shuffle the pack. She won the game in short time and with ease.

“Well well, it looks like I’m your Mistress again this week. Stand up and take off all of your clothes then stand here and wait for me.”

“Yes mistress.”

As Joe undressed, Helen walked through into the conservatory which was attached to the rear of the house. She moved one of the solid wooden dining chairs right up to the glass panel adjacent to the connecting doors. In front of the glass panels and doors were thick voile curtains, with the lights on in the lounge and off in the conservatory it was possible to see from the conservatory into the lounge but not the other way around. Helen went back into the lounge and took several lengths of bondage rope out of the drawers beneath the bookcase. Joe had undressed and was facing away from her.

“I told you last week that you would be severely punished if you failed to show me proper respect, turn around and let me see.”

Joe turned and she could see that his cock was proud and erect. So she quickly thought of another reason to punish him.

“That’s better but I’m not pleased with your attitude tonight, you had the temerity to argue with me about who should deal the cards so you will be punished, come with me.”

Helen led him through to the conservatory by his erect cock. Knowing what was about to happen, she felt more aroused than she had ever been in her life. Joe was also excited at what lay in store for him, after the pain and pleasure she inflicted on him last week, he longed for her to impose her will on him again against a backdrop of fantasies about her being fucked by a woman. He was longing for the day that she came home from bedding her first female conquest.

“Sit here, now… keep still while I bind you to the chair.”

Helen tied his hands to the back of the chair and his knees and ankles to the front legs. Then she fastened the ball gag to his mouth and pulled it tight. She’d bound him well, he couldn’t move an inch.

“I have some business to attend to but you won’t be going anywhere,” said Helen as she made her way back into the lounge and then into the hallway. She picked up the phone and dialled Annette’s number.

“Hello.”

“Five minutes,” said Helen in a barely audible whisper.

Helen replaced the receiver and walked back into the conservatory. Joe’s cock was still hard and pointing up at her as she lowered herself onto his lap. She sat for a moment with the middle finger of her right hand under his chin.

“You lucky slave, tonight will be the night of your life and you won’t have to lift a finger.”

She undid the buttons on her skirt to just above her stocking tops and then sat facing Joe and astride his thighs. The end of his cock left a wet patch on her panty gusset as she slowly caressed the shaft. She kissed him sensuously and stroked his cock. He wasn’t expecting this, he had braced himself for punishment and now he had no idea how she was going to press home her advantage. His most fervent hope was that, whatever she did to him, she would whisper her fantasies of being fucked by a woman in his ear.

“You’re going to be teased like you’ve never been teased before and you won’t be able to do a thing about it.”

The doorbell rang.

“Oh no, who could that be, I’ll have to answer it. I’ll get rid of them and be back soon, don’t go away,” she said sarcastically.

Helen stood up and buttoned up her skirt then she closed the door between the conservatory and lounge and made her way to the front door. The conservatory also connected to the house through the kitchen which also led into the hallway so Joe could hear clearly as Helen opened the front door and said, “You look stunning, come in.”

He could also hear Annette’s reply, “I was just about to say the same thing about you. Your lingerie order arrived today so I thought I should bring it round, I hope it’s not inconvenient?”

“No, not at all, come into the lounge and I’ll pour you a glass if you like.”

“Lovely.”

“Red or white?”

“Red please.”

From his bound position in the conservatory, Joe could see Annette walk into the lounge in her tight leather outfit. Her legs looked stunning in her tight leather trousers and ankle boots but his view wasn’t clear enough to see the bulge of her false cock. She sat down on the sofa underneath the window, Helen arrived with a glass of red wine for Annette and a white wine for herself.

“I’d better draw the curtains.”

“I love the candles, they’re so subtle, you can’t see much from outside through your net curtains,” said Annette as she admired Helen’s arse in her tight skirt, bending over the back of the sofa to reach the curtains.

Joe watched her watching Helen and his cock stiffened again. He had no idea what was going on and why Helen hadn’t asked Annette to come back another time but his cock was bursting at the thought of two very desirable women in his lounge while he was bound naked to a chair only feet away in the conservatory.

They sat down side by side and Annette took the red and black basque and the two six strap suspender belts, one black and one white, out of her her bag.

“You’ll look so sexy in these,” said Annette.

“Joe will love them,” replied Helen.

“Do you often light candles or am I intruding on an intimate moment when he comes home later?”

Joe hoped that Helen would say yes and then turn her attention to whatever she was going to do to him.

“Oh no, I just love candles on autumn and winter weekends.”

The two women drank their wine and laughed and chatted for several minutes. Joe wondered how Friday Fun Night could be rescued now, he was still aroused and erect at the thought of being naked and just feet away from two very desirable women talking about lingerie. He’d noticed that they were quite familiar with each other, he knew Helen had provided emotional support through the break up of Annette’s marriage but they seemed very tactile, touching each other’s arms and knees. Annette was on Helen’s right and as far as he could make out, she had put her hand on Helen’s thigh and left it there, Helen didn’t attempt to move away.

“Mmm, I see you’re wearing stockings tonight, they’re so sexy aren’t they?” said Annette as she blatantly felt Helen’s suspender clip through her skirt, “I love feeling sexy and accessible when I’m wearing a dress or skirt don’t you?”

“Oh God yes, it’s such a turn on when you’re standing next to a man or woman who’s hand you’d love to have up your skirt, it’s just knowing how accessible your pussy is and how easy it would be for them to touch you.”

Joe could hardly believe his ears, his cock set rock hard, his wife had just spoken explicitly about having a woman’s hand up her skirt to the woman sitting next to her feeling her suspender clip. Just as suddenly as he thought Helen had opened herself up to the possibility of seduction, Annette stood up.

“Well, I’d better leave you to it. If I’d know that you were alone tonight, I’d have come round much sooner and I could have fitted your new suspender belt for you.”

A small drop of come formed at the tip of joe’s cock.

“Oh, while you’re here, I’ll find that novel that I said you could borrow. It’s on the top shelf,” said Helen gesturing toward the bookcase, there’s a pair of small step ladders in the conservatory, I’ll just be a moment.”

As Helen left the room, she deliberately bumped into Annette and made a point of placing her right hand on Annette’s buttocks as she squeezed past her. Then she made her way through the kitchen into the conservatory to get the steps. While she was in the darkened conservatory she took the opportunity to stroke Joe’s hard cock and whisper to him that her cunt was soaking wet at the prospect of humiliating him later. He had no way of knowing what form his humiliation might take.

Along the right hand end of the lounge was a bookcase and opposite on the left was a long low chaise longue type padded seat. Helen set up the steps and put her high heeled left foot on the bottom rung, her skirt pulled taut across her thighs and buttocks. She lifted her right foot to the next rung and her skirt tightened in the opposite direction. Her left foot moved up to the large flat top step and the buttons down the left side of her skirt strained against the button holes that held them. Now she had both feet on the top step, from this position, she could reach the book that she had ensured would be on the top shelf when she moved it there the before she left for work that morning.

“Here it is, ‘Desert of the Heart’ it’s an arousing read and they’ve made a film of it with really erotic passages of hot lesbian sex.

Joe clock twitched again, his wife was recommending a book featuring lesbian sex to another woman. Helen stood in her alluring pose on the steps as she handed the book to Annette. Her perfect breasts strained against her silky blouse. She managed to move her left foot down to the next step then stopped.

“Oh dear, I’m stuck, my skirt’s too tight, I can’t get down.”

“Here, let me help you.”

Annette put the book down and placed her hands on Helen’s hips from behind to guide her down.

“No, it’s no good Annette, you’ll have to undo some of the buttons on my skirt.”

“As long as you know where that might lead,” said Annette as she placed her right hand on Helen’s right buttock and, with her left hand, undid the first button close to the hem of Helen’s tight grey skirt.

“I’m not sure what you mean,” said an innocent looking Helen.

Joe looked on in disbelief, he was still tightly bound to the chair and completely unable to move. His cock spasmed several times and a small dribble of his come oozed out of the tip.

Annette reached slowly for the second button and unfastened it.

“Is that helping?”

“No, you’ll have to undo some more I’m afraid.”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, you can only fall into my arms” said a sultry Annette as she undid the third button. There were four more buttons to go.

Joe watched as Annette undid the fourth button, then the fifth and slipped her hand inside Helen’s skirt and caressed her pussy.

“Oh Annette, don’t, you’ve got me at a disadvantage, please don’t.”

Joe was beside himself with kinky lust and arousal. Annette clutched Helen to her with her left hand on her pussy and her right arm wrapped around her waist, she brought her slowly down the steps. Then she pushed her against the bookcase and kissed her forcefully whilst undoing her blouse. She had her hands all over Helen’s breasts then moved her right hand behind her right buttock and pulled Helen’s hip against the hard strap on cock.

“Oh my God, what’s that.”

“You’re about to find out.”

“Oh no Annette, if it’s what I think it is. Oh, please don’t, what will I say to Joe, he’ll be home any minute, oh God no, don’t please.”