Page 22 of A Condo with Two Views

My cock sprung out, and I lifted my hips to allow Chloe to slide my jeans out from underneath me. Then she found her way into a kneeling position between my legs. Somehow with both of the girls still dancing rhythmically, they held hands. The whole thing was really beautiful. Chloe was doing this for me. All me. I mean, she was enjoying it too, but I knew in my heart, this was her gift to me.

Chloe started to lick the shaft of my cock. She’d curl her tongue into my balls and slowly slide all the way up toward the head. I saw her tug on Lexi’s hand, and suddenly, Lexi’s nipple slipped out of my mouth, as she slithered down to kneel alongside Chloe. Their two naked bodies were touching side by each. While Lexi sucked the head of my cock into her mouth, Chloe worked the shaft with the flat of her tongue. The only time the girls stopped sucking me, was to French kiss each other, for my viewing pleasure. Then, I’d feel two wet mouths engulfing my cock with warmth again. Chloe played it brilliantly. She was my sub, but this was her gift to me, so she took charge of the lovemaking. She whispered into Lexi’s ear, and when I saw Lexi nod, I knew our stripper friend was happy to follow along.

Lexi stood up and swung her toned leg up over Chloe’s head and up around my lap. I was about to get fucked. Chloe’s hand guided my rock hard cock in the folds of the pussy before me. Lexi, being a pro, did not sink down. Instead she moved in an indescribable fashion, and inch by inch by inch, my cock squirmed its way deeper and deeper into her sweet hole. Eventually, I was buried inside her, balls deep. I squeezed my one hand on the side of her waist, while my other hand found the back of my wife’s head. Lexi slid up slowly until the very tip of my dick was still inside her, and I felt Chloe’s persistent tongue dancing around my wet shaft. I’m sure this went on for ten minutes. Ten perfect minutes. My arms reached up, and I squeezed Lexi’s breasts, kissing and sucking on her nipples again while her pussy gripped my cock like a glove. Chloe’s tongue was bathing my balls, and working my shaft any time Lexi pulled up enough to allow her in there.

The next hour was pure heaven.

Chloe’s View:

Jack was out of sorts today. Rather than force him to talk about it or confront him about it, I chose to make it as nice a day as possible and let him work things out in his own mind, on his own time. Even in this early stage of our marriage, I knew when he needed space. If something is troubling him, he needs time to process it in his head. So as not to agitate him any further, I carried on as if all was normal, even though he was clearly pensive.

I did wonder if it was about money, but that theory started losing steam. Even if he had lost two or three grand, he’d eventually let it go. It was something deeper. I bet he got in some sort of argument with Benito.

We went for lunch, and later when I had a few minutes alone, I phoned Lexi. We had finished my stripper-dance-move indoctrination, and I wanted to see if she’d be willing to come see my performance, and with any luck, join in. All the times that Lexi and I were together there was no serious touching, but I was able to establish that she was bi and single. She was actually quite articulate and intelligent, and certainly not the cliché bimbo stripper. I had a hunch that, if played properly, she might actually have sex with us. What a treat for Jack!

Jack, for all his kinkiness, would never in a million years cheat on me. We’re not like that. He shares me, but that’s something we choose to do, together. He doesn’t fuck around behind my back, and I’d never cheat on him. No way. The big turn on for both of us is his domination of me. We’re a bdsm couple. When he sends me to seduce and fuck people, it’s an extension of his control and dominance over me.

As my dominant, he could have easily arranged situations where we brought other women into our bedroom. But see, that’s why Jack was all about our love. He didn’t fuck chicks for the sake of fucking chicks. He loved dominating me, and making me do twisted things, which was exhilarating for both of us. That was our thing.

Jack found it erotic to share me, and he was a faithful husband, so I wanted to reward him for this. Therefore, on very rare instances, I figured I should bring home a babe for my husband to enjoy. I’m like a kitten that catches a bird and drops it off on the front stairs for its owner: I’m fucking all these people, so here’s my present for you.

Sexi Lexi was the perfect gift, so exotic, pretty as anything, and with a smokin’ hot body. She had beautifully colored tattoos all over her body, literally. Pierced nipples. She was sexy, slutty and sultry all at once. When I initially asked her about coming to watch me dance for Jack, she said yes, so I took that as a positive sign. Why would she agree to come watch, if there wasn’t at least an inkling that she might join in?

“Will you wear the stewardess outfit?” she asked, playfully.

I giggled and told her yes. It was hidden away in my closet, purchased from a sex store that Lexi had told me about called Private Pleasures. The store had all kinds of fun kinky clothing, so in addition to my stripper outfit, I picked out a few other items.

I put my hair up in a bun and lined my eyes in black pencil with a touch of lip gloss. I slipped into a comfortable silk robe, with only my bra and thong underneath. I wanted to wait for Lexi before getting changed. I thought it would be fun for us to get ready in my bedroom together while Jack sat in anticipation. My stomach did an excitement-flip when I heard Lexi knock. Jack and I greeted her together. No disappointment here. She was hot; all dolled up with her make-up done to perfection: an exceptionally pretty blonde with big blue eyes. Clothing wise, she opted for a silver slip dress, with perhaps another top underneath, I wasn’t sure. She was taller than usual, and then, I realized it was because of her five inch strappy sling backs.

After our drinks, it was time to get ready. I took her hand, and she willingly came into our bedroom to help me dress. Walking over to my closet, I pulled out the flight attendant outfit. Slipping my robe off, I quickly put on the blouse and a tight pencil skirt. Lexi helped secure the little hat that matched the outfit. As I was slipping on my high heels, I noticed her removing her dress. She had on tight shorts that were cut very high up her juicy ass and a snug crop top to match. I could see her nipple piercings through the fabric. Jack will love her.

With butterflies in my stomach, we held hands and strutted our stuff back into the living room. Jack immediately looked Lexi up and down. Even that turned me on. He turned his gaze toward me. His eyes stopped at my partially unbuttoned blouse, which showcased my tits nicely. Yes, I could tell that he approved. One drink turned into two, and then we were set. Let the show begin!

I danced erotically for my man. At one point, I remember that I still had that dumb hat on. I removed it and let my hair cascade over my shoulders, just brushing the top of my nipples. Jack loved me like this. At the right moment I invited Lexi to join me, and we three got lost in each other. I watched as another woman kissed, sucked and fucked my husband. And the pleasure was all mine.

At the end of our lovemaking, with Jack having had two orgasms, and Lexi and I having had too many to count, Lexi looked at Jack and asked him a question: “She’s a submissive, isn’t she?”

“Yes, she is,” he answered.

“So, I guess if I ever want to borrow that soft tongue of hers, I’ll be asking you, not her?”

“That’s right,” Jack responded.

This time both of them looked at me, and I could feel myself blushing deeply. It was incredibly erotic for both of them to be discussing me – my tongue no less – with me right there, obediently listening, but not daring to speak. If I had not cum so many times only a short time earlier, I might have cum right on the spot.

Lexi kissed my cheek at the door. She spoke to me with a gentle confidence, “Chloe, I’m really glad we met. You’re wonderful, and I hope we stay friends. As far as your sub-side, well, I’ll discuss that with Jack, but I’m sure someday I’ll get my claws on you.”

“I truly hope so too, Lexi,” I replied, “...on both counts.”

Chapter 14. The Stairwell

Jack’s View:

It was a strange couple of weeks. I was still on a high from my evening with Chloe and Lexi. I’d think about it and get hard. The sex itself had formed a wonderful memory. But also, it was just the knowledge that Lexi’s involvement was a surprise gift from Chloe, arranged for me.

But then, like a nagging curse, Benito and that ugly bet would sneak back into my head. I tried to act normal, and I was pretty sure Chloe had no idea how unsettled I was.

I had asked Benito for extra time, and while he wasn’t rushing me, I decided I might as well just get it over with. I phoned him to book the date and time. I would portray it to Chloe as just another assignment. I would tell her that I wanted her to spend a few hours with Benito, and let him fuck her. As a perfectly compliant submissive, there was no reason she’d say no. It wasn’t past her limits. There was nothing dangerous about it. I knew she didn’t like him, but as a good sub, that would not qualify as reason enough to deny me. I was her Master. While she had every right to use her safeword, so to speak, a sub should never use it without valid reason. She would obey. I was confident she’d go along.

After phoning Benito and making the arrangement, I booked a trip for two to the Melia Puerto Vallarta as a surprise for next month. It will be great to lie on the Mexican beach with Chloe, indulge in tropical drinks, and go snorkeling.

Maybe I was feeling guilty for what I was about to make her do. Maybe? Yes, I was feeling guilt and regret. But for now, I had something I had to follow through on. As Chloe and I sat having lunch on Saturday afternoon, I gathered my fortitude and went for it.

“Who is your Master, Chloe?” I asked. I don’t think she noticed that I did not have my usual confidence.

“You are of course, Sir.”

“I have an assignment for you this evening,” I announced, blurting it out, “you will serve Benito.”

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