"Never The Twain Shall Meet" (closed)

"Hi! Is your minibar broken too, or you just find this bar irresistible?"

Carmen gave the man a flirtation smile and responded with an answer that wasn't an answer, "Something like that."

The bartender took the man's coupon and went off to pour the drink.

"Sorry, got interrupted there!"

She noticed his showing appreciation for her shape and smiled even more broadly. As if still answering his earlier question, Carmen said in a soft, suggestive tone, "I'm not a guest of the hotel. But, that doesn't mean I couldn't be convinced to spend the evening in one of their rooms."

She sipped at her espresso with her eyes set firmly on his. When she lowered the tiny cup she offered a hand and told him with a sweet tone, "My name is Carmen."
 
Her answer was so direct, that it took his breath away for a few seconds:

"I'm not a guest of the hotel. But, that doesn't mean I couldn't be convinced to spend the evening in one of their rooms."

He smiled at her reply, not really having a reply to that, trying hard to hide his surprise.

"My name is Carmen." she said, saving him from having to come up with something that wasn't stupid.

"Hi Carmen!" Jeff said shaking her hand. "I'm Jeff!"

He then took the drink the bartender fixed him and took a sip.

"So... if you're not a guest, I'm curious about why you're here!" he said, turning to her, his eyes lowering to her cleavage and then back to her eyes.
 
"I'm Jeff!"

Carmen held his hand softly, a bit too intimately for strangers who'd only just met in a bar. That is unless one of them, namely the one initiating the touch, was wanting the two of them to end up in bed together. Which, of course, she did.

"So... if you're not a guest, I'm curious about why you're here!"

Carmen smile when Jeff's eyes lowered to take in her cleavage before looking back up. She leaned in closer and, hidden from the others in the lounge, laid a hand softly upon his thigh. With a gentle squeeze, she said quietly, "I think we both know the answer to that question."

She looked to the bartender as he passed by to help another patron. Setting her eyes back on Jeff, she whispered barely loud enough for him to here, "Three hundred, for two of the most memorable hours you'll ever experience."

Carmen let her eyes drop to the gold band on Jeff's finger. She smiled as she looked back up, adding, "Or if you don't have to be home tonight, a thousand, and I'll treat you to something better than breakfast in bed."
 
She leaned in and squeezed his thigh, and her words burnt his naiveté as she said them: "I think we both know the answer to that question." Jeff's eyes grew big.

"Three hundred, for two of the most memorable hours you'll ever experience." she added, while Jeff tried hard to maintain his balance on the barstool.

Then he saw her looking at his wedding ring and adding: "Or if you don't have to be home tonight, a thousand, and I'll treat you to something better than breakfast in bed."

"Fuck!" he said out loud, making the bartender turn his head from where he was standing, drawing a smile. "I... did not see that coming! I thought you were just... um... interested in me because I'm so handsome!" he said and laughed nervously.

"I have to admit I've never even considered paying for sex! If my wife wasn't home fucking another man in our bed I would have walked away already..." he said as he leaned in towards her. "Just out of curiosity, what did you have in mind for a thousand dollars exactly? I mean, you're fucking gorgeous, but one thousand? What could possibly be worth that much?" he asked naively.
 
"Fuck!"

At Jeff's outburst, Carmen's happy, flirtatious expression vanished. She was sure that the stranger was going to make a scene. And a whore, especially a high priced one such as herself, didn't need to be caught up in a scene in a public venue like a popular hotel lounge. This was her office, in a sense. She had both a web site that advertised her as an escort and a scheduler who arranged dates for her. But a good twenty percent of Carmen's income came from simply meeting horny men in this or three other lounges where the bartenders let her work for a cut of her take.

She relaxed when Jeff settled a bit and made his comment about her maybe having approached him because he was handsome. She reassured him with the return of her flirtatious tone, "You are very handsome, Jeff."

Carmen wasn't surprised at his saying he'd never paid for sex. Most men she met hadn't. And many of those who had claimed they hadn't. And she wasn't surprised to learn that his wife was cheating on him. Carmen didn't quite believe that Jeff's wife was actually with a man at this very moment in Jeff's bed. Most men who knew their wife was with another man would be confronting said wife in some fashion or another. Of course, Jeff wasn't most men.

"Just out of curiosity, what did you have in mind for a thousand dollars exactly? I mean, you're fucking gorgeous, but one thousand? What could possibly be worth that much?"

"Just about anything you ever wanted to do with a woman," Carmen answered him softly. She leaned in a bit closer to clarify, "If you like causing pain, that's okay. So long as it doesn't leave a mark. A little role play maybe? I have a closet full of costumes at my place."

She was talking about the apartment she worked out of, not the condo in which she lived. No one ever came to her home. Carmen leaned in very close for the offering of a taboo fantasy, "School girl being punished for being naughty in class perhaps?"

Carmen had returned her hand to Jeff's thigh by now. She let it slide closer to his groin just an inch before she continued. "If you are a the more the merrier type, I could call in a friend. Another beautiful woman such as myself maybe?"

She smiled and playfully struck just a bit of a pose before continuing. "Perhaps another man. Younger? Older? Of course, two of us means halving our time together, but honestly, Jeff, two of us for five hours would still be the experience of a lifetime."

Carmen glanced about for prying eyes and eavesdropping ears before she whispered, "If there are any, issues, regarding your wife and her other lover that you wish to work out. I can help you with that, Jeff. It would be my pleasure. And yours."

She knew that bringing up the cheating spouse was risky. Most men would have wanted to punish their wife with violence, even if they were the violent type. But sometimes they realized that they were violent deep down when a strange woman offered to let them punish her for a small stack of hundred dollar bills on her night stand before they began.

But then, once again, Carmen couldn't know that Jeff and his wife were different in this regards.
 
Carmen's answers were very revealing to Jeff, opening a world that he hadn't even known existed. Not really. It showed the kind of circles he was used to. Her last offer made his eyebrows rise:

"If there are any, issues, regarding your wife and her other lover that you wish to work out. I can help you with that, Jeff. It would be my pleasure. And yours."

He looked at her with surprise, as he considered what she could possibly mean by that.

"You could help me work that out..." he repeated her words more to himself. "I'm not sure how you could possibly do that. I mean, you sound like you have a lot resources at your disposal, human and otherwise!" he added, taking a sip of his whisky.

"But... as I've never done anything like this before, you'll understand my hesitation... Perhaps I should also mention that my wife is not cheating on me. She is fucking another man because I encouraged her to do it. I was kinda... neglecting her... and having issues about fantasies of sharing her... and she liked this guy at work. I watched him fuck her right in front of me, and I watched them go to sleep in our bed. But, this doesn't automatically mean I can do the same. Her fucking other men doesn't necessarily mean I can fuck other women. Not until I cleared that with my wife. Right now, I'm only interested in HER, albeit in sharing her with other men, and possibly women if she's into that. Any other participant would only be added to us as a couple, in a way or another..." he said and stopped his ranting by taking another sip.

"Does that make sense?" he asked, scratching his head.
 
Carmen had been in her line of work since even before legal age, and yet she'd never heard this sort of story come from a man before. Jeff had encouraged his wife to fuck another man? Right in front of him? In his and his wife's bed.

"Does that make sense?" he asked.

"It makes absolute sense, Jeff," Carmen responded with a sincere tone, albeit somewhat feigned. Men who ignored their wives and felt bad for it usually got them flowers or a diamond necklace. They didn't get her a second cock. "I think you did a wonderful thing for your wife. I hope she appreciates it. I would."

Carmen let her hand slip a bit closer to the man's crotch once more. Reflecting on the fact that he'd said with other women, too, and hoping to make some money this night, Carmen continued softly, "I know she appreciates it, Jeff. And I think she would appreciate something else. Something new. Something exciting. Something you would find exciting for yourself as well. Why don't you call home. Find out if your wife's friend has left."

Her fingers slid upwards again. The tips of her fingers were only half an inch from his crotch. She finished, "Why don't you tell her you're bringing a friend of your own home to meet her. I, I think we could all find something that we could enjoy, together. The three of us."

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Back at Jeff's house, Alice was just rousing from her short nap, desperately in need of a pee. She took care of that, peeked out to the still sleeping Tomas, then used the second entrance to the walk-in closet to look for Jeff. He wasn't there, not that she'd really expected him to be. She retraced her steps to look down upon her newest lover. 'Newer', not 'newest' she thought as she looked down on the beautiful man. If there are two lovers, the suffix is 'e-r'. If there are three or more, it's e-s-t.

She used to drive people crazy with her little grammatical corrections. She'd been an English major her first two years of university before realizing that the real money was in business, law, or (better yet) business law. She tried not to do it anymore unless invited to do so. She stood over Tomas contemplating the fact that she now had two lovers. And she reminded herself that it was so wrong and yet so right at the same time. Tomas had sent her to sexual heights no man ever had. Oh, Jeff was good in bed. He rarely left her unsatisfied. But Tomas? Fuck.

Alice contemplated waking him, toying him to stiffness, and starting again. But just as her husband was at this very moment telling a prostitute that he couldn't cheat on his wife, Alice saw mounting Tomas's cock without her husband watching as cheating as well. Where is he? she thought to herself. Alice retrieved her cell phone, just in case Jeff had left the house, and then went on a search for him. She checked every room (they had a comfortable place with three bedrooms and four other specific rooms) before ending up in the kitchen drinking bottled water to rehydrate herself.

Jeff's car wasn't in the driveway. That left Alice feeling a bit awkward. If Tomas awoke and wanted to fuck her again, she was going to have to tell him no. How, though? You wore me out, lover. I'm too sore. Next time. That was the best option. As she finished off the bottle, Alice found herself wanting to talk to Jeff about what she'd done and about what he'd seen. Had he enjoyed it? Or was he off at some bar drowning his sorrows in booze while trying to hit on another woman?
 
Her proposal sent some shivers of pleasure down his spine, especially since her hand was so dangerously close to his now hard cock.

"Why don't you tell her you're bringing a friend of your own home to meet her. I, I think we could all find something that we could enjoy, together. The three of us." came her proposal.

"Wow, now that's some offer..." he said sipping his whisky. "I wonder if she would go for it. And as of now, I'm not sure what 'it' is really... Hold on!" Jeff said and sent Alice a text message: Hey, honey, how are things at the house? Are you going for another round on his big cock?

"Just sent her a message. I don't know if she's awake or not... But I like your proposal... Not sure how she would feel about having to pay for such services though... Not really sure what the service would be either..." he wondered out loud.
 
Alice flinched and gave out a little squeak of shock as her phone dinged and began vibrating on the kitchen counter next to her. She laughed with embarrassment. She was still in disbelief of what had taken place this evening. She read the text message: Hey, honey, how are things at the house? Are you going for another round on his big cock?

She immediately typed in a response and sent it: Not without you. Where are you? Come home. I can not be here with him without you. Do you want me to send him away?

Alice didn't use Tomas's name in the text. Not because she didn't want some record of him on her phone. After all, they'd already had a dozen calls and texts for business and arranging this night, and Tomas was in her contact's list as well. No, she did that because she wanted Jeff to believe that for all intents and purposes, Tomas had simply been a cock needed to serve her and her husband's fantasies.

In reality, though, Alice had been reflecting on that incredible orgasm. She wanted to be with Tomas again, soon. She just had to convince her husband to want to see them together again. But, what if that wasn't what Jeff wanted? Standing her drinking a cup of espresso she'd just made, Alice pondered that question. And she'd come to an answer. She would fuck Tomas again. With or without Jeff.

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"Not really sure what the service would be either..." Jeff said regarding the prostitute's offer.

"Most men have had fantasies about being with two women at the same time," Carmen began. "Sometimes with their lover and another woman. Or another man. Close your eyes, Jeff. Really. Close them."

She reached out to his face to urge him to close his eyes. After a moment, she said suggestively, "Now, picture your wife naked. Picture yourself naked. Picture me naked."

She chuckled softly. "Trust me. That last one's a nice picture. Now, picture the three of us in your bedroom. In that bed that your wife is currently sharing with another man. Got it? Now, imagine what we are doing together..."

As she finished, Carmen let her hand finish it's slow caress up Jeff's thigh. Her fingertips found his solidly stiff cock and only just touched it enough to ensure him that they were there. She finished, "Now, imagine what we're doing, but, imagine it with the screams and moans and cries of pleasure that I am going to help you and your wife create."

Jeff's phone vibrated as he imagined.
 
Jeff was listening to Carmen, aroused by the sound of her voice, and with everything she was saying. He was startled by the buzz of the phone with Alice's message: Not without you. Where are you? Come home. I can not be here with him without you. Do you want me to send him away?

Jeff smiled at Carmen. "I need to answer this..." he said and typed in his phone:

Why not without me? He's right there in your bed. I know you: You WANT his cock, don't you? He made you cum so hard! Tell you what: you fuck him again if you want, and THEN send him home. Let me know when the coast is clear, and I'll be home with a little surprise!

After typing the message, he showed it to Carmen.

"What do you think?" he asked as his hand landed on her leg softly. "Do you like it?"
 
Alice read the message from her husband and was very conflicted. She wanted Tomas inside her so badly. But she wanted Jeff here, too. But she also wanted Tomas alone, just the two of them, like a real extramarital affair. And Jeff was telling her it was okay.

She tapped at her phone again and sent the message: Come home now!

She set the phone aside, not taking it with her as she headed back upstairs. She stood over Tomas for a moment, studying him. He was so beautiful. So perfect. She wanted to mount him and scream in ecstasy as he drove her to multiple orgasms. But, not now!

"You have to go," she said softly after she roused him from his sleep. When he asked why, she half lied and half told the truth, "I just learned my husband will be home soon, and you can't be here."

She leaned in and kissed him, then said, "Lunch tomorrow. I promise. We'll talk more about this. But, right now, you need to go."

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Jeff showed to the escort the text he'd sent to his wife.

"What do you think?" he asked as his hand landed on her leg softly. "Do you like it?"

She answered him with a smile and a gesture to Peter. She told the bartender, "Can you settle up my tab, please."

Carmen looked eyes with Jeff, took hold of the hand on her thigh. She uncrossed her legs, resting the toes of the tall heels on the leg supports as she parted her thighs as much as the tight dress would allow. She pulled Jeff's hand entirely up under her dress until his fingers found her uncovered pussy. She drew a breath of excitement as she urged him to toy with her folds a moment before then pulling his hand back out. She leaned forward, eyes set solidly upon his own, lifted his fingers before her face, then took the wet ones into her mouth for an erotic suckle.

"I want to taste your wife, and I want to taste you," she whispered suggestively. She added as she stood, "And if you would like, I want you to taste me."

The bartender delivered the tab and Carmen signed it. She had an arrangement with Peter that involved him laundering some of her ill gotten income through his till in exchange for a 12% cut. It was all part of doing illegal business in a legal establishment. Occasionally, just for the hell of it, she sucked his cock as well. But honestly, being a gay man for the most part, Peter preferred the cash to the blow job, regardless of how skilled Carmen was.

"Let's go see your wife," she suggested.
 
Tomas was not surprised he was asked to go home. In fact, he was really surprised she asked him to stay over for so long. He smiled at her request and gave her a long kiss before he got dressed.

"Lunch tomorrow. I promise. We'll talk more about this. But, right now, you need to go." she said to him with a kiss.

He kissed her back. "This was an amazing night, Alice, and I want more of this!" he said as he blew her a kiss and made his way to his car, and drove away.

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Alice's message made Jeff smile ear to ear. Come home now sounds very good, he thought. Exactly what he wanted to do. The truth was that he wasn't particularly interested in other women, unless it involved his wife in one way or another. THAT was his interest, albeit a strange one.

"I want to taste your wife, and I want to taste you. And if you would like, I want you to taste me." Carmen said as she stood, immediately followed by Jeff.

He realised as he stood that his erection was more visible than he would have liked. They both settled their tab, and soon as Carmen delivered her final verdict - "Let's go see your wife" they left the lounge.

Jeff walked to the reception desk and canceled his room, and then walked with Carmen by his side to his car, making their way to his house. He drove in carefully checking if Tomas' car was still in the driveway. Noticing it wasn't there, he drove in confidently and parked the car.

"That's it! Here we are!" Jeff said and stepped out of the car.

He lead Carmen to the door and walked inside, welcoming her in.

"Honey, come meet someone!" he shouted.
 
Tomas told Alice, "This was an amazing night, Alice, and I want more of this!"

"Me, too," she said without hesitation. She meant it. She meant to have him with Jeff watching. And she meant to have him without an audience, too. Just not today. "I'll text you, but, let's plan on Wednesday after work."

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Alice was anxious to have her husband home again. She was desperate to know how he felt about what had happened. She showered and slipped into a simple, tight, sexy outfit Jeff had said he liked once when still cared to compliment her.

She heard him call from downstairs, "Honey, come meet someone!"

Alice was excited to hear Jeff downstairs. But his mentioning of someone with him was confusing. She hurried to the top of the stairs and looked down to see an incredibly sexy woman standing to the side and just a step behind him. Alice froze, studying the beauty with an expression that was one part confusion, one part jealousy, one part I'll kill you if you fucked my husband.

"Nice to meet you, Alice," the woman said with a genuine tone as she stepped closer to the bottom of the stairs. "Your husband has told me a lot about you."

Alice hesitated, then began descending the stairs slowly. Her attention shifted back and forth between the two at the bottom of the stairs. By the time Alice had reached the bottom of the stairs, she'd come to two conclusions. First, this woman was here to have sex with Jeff, whether or not Alice herself was to be involved. And second, Jeff's promoting Alice's extramarital fucking had been a ploy meant to allow him to fuck other women, again with or without Alice involved.

When Alice reached the bottom of the stairs, the other woman offered out a hand. Alice instead took Jeff's (tightly) and headed for the kitchen. In there, she growled, "What the fuck?"
 
It was all so hazy, feeling as if it was a dream, that Jeff could barely realise what was happening as his wife came down the stairs and pulled him into the kitchen.

"What the fuck?" she asked angrily.

Jeff took a deep breath. He realised the plan was a bit flawed. He didn't really have a reasonable explanation.

"Ummm... so.... it's complicated..." he began, looking back to see if Carmen was still there. "I met her in the hotel bar. She's... something else. I didn't fuck her. No way. Didn't do that!" he added and then cleared his throat.

"I just thought that you'd like to meet her and see what she had to say. You know... for fun. If you don't like it, that's fine. We can send her away. What do you think? Have a go? You might enjoy it!" he said with a cheeky smile.
 
"Ummm... so.... it's complicated..." he began.

Tell me about it! Alice thought, recalling what had happened to the pair of them over the last few days. Jeff went on to explain how he'd met the woman. Alice's eyes widened.

"You mean she's a prostitute," she cut in with understanding.

"I didn't fuck her. No way. Didn't do that!"

"But you want to fuck her," Alice cut in again.

"I just thought that you'd like to meet her and see what she had to say. You know... for fun. If you don't like it, that's fine. We can send her away. What do you think? Have a go? You might enjoy it!"

So, it was exactly what she thought. Jeff brought this woman here so that he could dip his wick in a new color of wax. But that still didn't answer her other question. In less of an accusing tone and more of an inquisitive one, she asked, "Tomas. Letting him fuck me. Letting me fuck him."

Alice glanced out into the foyer to find Carmen just standing there patiently. She looked back to her husband. "Be honest with me, Jeff. Was this all just so that you could fuck other women. Are you so unattracted to me that you would go through all of this so that I would let you fuck that?"

She nodded her head toward Carmen again as she spoke that last word.
 
"Be honest with me, Jeff. Was this all just so that you could fuck other women. Are you so unattracted to me that you would go through all of this so that I would let you fuck that?" she challenged him.

He scratched his head.

"That's what I was afraid of: you thinking that I'm turned on by you fucking other men so that I could fuck another woman..." he said and sighed. "It's not like that at all. She came on to me and I wasn't interested. Especially when I realised she was an escort. I realised I wasn't interested in another women unless you were somehow involved: you know, sharing her between the two of us. She suggested it. Maybe it was the whisky, I don't know, but I thought you would maybe enjoy it..."

He then walked over to the hall and called out to Carmen.

"Carmen, come over here! Would you please explain to Alice what we were talking about?" he asked her, lost for words on how to explain what he had in mind. "Can you please tell her that I didn't just want her to fuck another man so that I could just fuck you? I mean... I could have just fucked you, right? Take you up to my room, and have at it! But I didn't. I brought you here!" he said slightly agitated. "Tell her!"
 
Alice wasn't buying Jeff's explanation at all. It wasn't that he wasn't being logical. It wasn't even that she didn't trust him, because she did, more than anything in the world. It was just her self preservation kicking in, her concern that if Jeff indulged in other women, he wouldn't want her any more.

"Carmen, come over here! Jeff pleaded with the woman to back up his story. "Tell her!"

Carmen looked to Alice, gave her a once up and down survey, then said with an entirely sincere tone, "I'm sorry. I had no idea that you were home. Or that this was going to be a threesome."

Carmen watched as Alice's eyes and mouth opened wide. Then she laughed. "I'm teasing, Alice. It is Alice, I know, because your husband and I have been talking about you for almost an hour. About how much he loves you. About what he did for you tonight. The other man."

She looked to Jeff, then back to Alice. "He says you enjoyed yourself very much. You're a lucky girl."

Carmen stepped up closer to Alice, into what most would consider her personal space. She reached out to take Alice's hand gently in her own. Alice flinched a bit but did not withdraw her hand. Carmen continued, "If you would allow me, Alice, I would very much like to be part of this new adventure upon which you and your husband are embarking. And--"

She hesitated just a moment before admitting, "I was listening to the two of you a moment ago. Hard not to. The construction of your entryway there, it sort of amplifies conversation in the adjacent halls and rooms."

Carmen moved even closer to Alice, their breasts only inches apart, their face just inches more than that. She continued, "If you have any fears about your husband's motivations, I would be honored to go upstairs with you alone."

Alice contemplated the woman's statements and offer. And for reasons that baffled her, she believed everything the whore had to say to her. She looked to Jeff for a moment. Then she looked back to Carmen. And she nodded. Softly, she said, "Top of the stairs, right, then right. I'll be right behind you."

Carmen surprised Alice by moving closer still, leaning in close, pausing, then pressing their lips together in a very soft but very erotic kiss. Then, the prostitute backed, released Alice's hand, and turned to ascend the stairs. Alice watched her all the way to the top. She couldn't believe how incredible the woman's ass and legs appeared. Alice had been with women before, clear back in high school for making out and heavy petting and then college for the whole, incredible, ecstasy creating thing. But it had been a long, long time since those days.

She looked to Jeff, then moved close to kiss him. She looked into his eyes for a long moment, then told him, "Why don't you come watch, baby. This time, though. Why don't you bring your chair out into the bedroom."
 
Jeff watched the whole interaction as if he was watching a movie. He couldn't move, he could barely breathe, he hardly knew if he was still there in his body. It felt unreal and as in a dream, and it wasn't the whisky. When Carmen kissed Alice he felt his heart thumping hard. The scene was just too erotic to imagine.

As Carmen made her way to the bedroom, they both looked at her with wide smiles. Alice then kissed him and looked into his eyes: "Why don't you come watch, baby. This time, though. Why don't you bring your chair out into the bedroom." she said.

Jeff smiled and kissed her back. He then took her hand and started off upstairs.

"I think I will give you beautiful ladies a few minutes on your own. I've already met Carmen; you haven't really. It will give you a chance to really meet her. I will come in after awhile!" he said and opened the door to the bedroom, ushering Alice inside, blowing her a kiss and closing the door behind her.

He wasn't going to take no for an answer on this. He wanted her to know that this whole thing wasn't just for his voyeur pleasure. The curiosity of what was going to happen next made him tingle. He could have snuck in and watched them behind the drape without any of them realising it. Or he could have watched them on the tablet. He resisted.

No, I'm not going to be sneaky! he said and made his way downstairs and poured himself another whisky. He took it to the living room and replayed the events of the last couple of days in his mind, wondering how Carmen and Alice were doing in the bedroom. Alice was so kind to want to include him, and he didn't know how to tell her that sometimes he wanted to be denied and excluded. To make him want it and not get it: to be enticed, allured, to the point of his hard cock almost entering her pussy, and then be denied in the last minute. Or to almost cum, and be asked to pull out. But he didn't know how to say any of that. Alice was always so eager for sex, how could she even understand any of that...
 
(FYI: I had to switch Alice's wardrobe after I found that the other link in a previous reply failed to hotlink. Isn't that what it's called, hotlink?)

Alice entered the bedroom to find Carmen with a fire starter in her hand. She was moving between the candles scattered about the room, lighting one after another. Carmen looked to Alice and said with a soft voice, "I hope you don't mind. I've always loved candles."

After a moment of simply watching the other woman, Alice explained without prompting, "I had purchased them years ago for a romantic event with my husband. He'd signed a big client and I wanted to celebrate with him. To be with him. It had been a while."

When Alice didn't continue, Carmen set the lighter aside and began toward the other woman. She asked simply, "And how did it go?"

Alice didn't reply until the prostitute was standing as close as she had been downstairs. "He didn't come home. I, uh. I lit them when I thought I saw his car pulling into the drive out in the dark. But, it wasn't him. Just a lost driver using the turnaround to get back to the street. Jeff. My husband had been delayed. Then, he simply stayed. Came home two days later. We, we never did get our celebration. Here in this--."

She didn't get to finish her explanation as Carmen's lips met her own. It was a soft kiss. It was hardly a kiss at all. Their lips barely touched. And yet Alice felt a chill rise through her spine that made her body explode in goose flesh. Carmen noticed somehow, pulled back, and giggled. The brunette took the blonde's hand again and led her back closer to the bed.

"But you are celebrating again, yes?" Carmen asked as she stopped them near the bed. Though she didn't have all the graphic details, Carmen said, "Jeff tells me you are again sharing those moments. That the passion is back. The adventure that only comes with touching another."

With that, Carmen went to work. Oh, it was slow at first. She gently caressed the other woman. Gently but with increasing passion kissed the other woman. She turned Alice and began loosing her skirt, then her blouse. The former fell away to the floor, leaving Alice's lower half in little more than a sexy pair of lacy boy shorts. The latter opened to reveal her firm, unbridled breasts. It, too, fell to the floor.

"Let me make love to you, Alice," Carmen whispered as she gently ran a hand over the blonde's breasts, stimulating the nipples to hardness. "Your husband wants me to make love to you. He wants you to be happy."

Alice's entire body was trembling and she didn't understand why. She'd begun fucking her own husband after so many years because he thought she'd been cheating on him. Then she'd fucked another man because Jeff had wanted her to cheat on him. And yet this made her nervous. Why? She'd been with a woman before. Why now?

She knew the reason, of course. After she began to enjoy what this woman had to offer, Alice knew that Jeff would come in to enjoy what she had to offer in his own way. She was still convinced that this was all about his pleasure, his adventure, his ecstasy inside a woman who wasn't her.

But...

She did it anyway. She did it for Jeff. Alice let Carmen remove her panties. She let her take her to the bed, let her remove her own clothes, let her lay with her on the bed, caress her belly, suckle her nipples, finger her wet labia, and press her mouth to that wet flesh...

...and drive her to ecstasy after a long, unbelievably amazing build up.

As she lay there breathing deeply to the euphoria, with the prostitute pressed against her as if a long known lover rather than a recently met pro, Alice was filled with a delight like known she'd ever known. No, no that wasn't true. She'd felt that delight earlier in the day, only in another way. With Tomas. The delight of experiencing something more spectacular than imaginable. And of sharing that with her husband.

Alice had assumed that Jeff was behind the curtain the entire time. She assumed he was behind it now, since he hadn't entered the bedroom yet. As Carmen had been driving her toward the first of three unbelievable orgasms, she'd expected her husband to enter at any moment and put his cock inside the whore. But he hadn't. And that had meant a great deal to her.

But enjoy Carmen as she had, Alice was ready to have her husband join her...
 
He could barely remember how much time had passed as he ran events through his mind, as he thought about all that had happened to this point, about how he ended up sending an escort to pleasure his wife, and how he did not want to make that about him.

An hour must have passed before Jeff made his way gingerly up to stairs and towards the bedroom. He opened the door softly to see Carmen and Alice both naked on the bed, with Carmen caressing Alice's breasts.

"You're late!" Carmen said softly.

"I'm not late. I wanted you two to have some time to yourselves. I could have hid in there and watch the whole thing - whatever the thing was - but I decided against it. I thought some intimacy was in order..." he said and sat down on the bed, smiling at Alice, who looked both satisfied and slightly worried at some level.

Carmen lifted her body off the bed and sat up, her gorgeous breasts heaving deliciously.

"Why don't you join us then?" she asked seductively. "Go on, I want to see you naked!" she added.

Jeff hesitated. He looked at Alice. He winked at her, and then got up from the bed and slowly took his clothes off. His cock was hard and throbbing as he looked at the two beautiful women on his bed.

Carmen got off the bed and walked over to Jeff.

"Your wife is a delightfully sexual woman, Jeff!" she said and began to run her fingers on his cock, making it throb. "And she told me you've been a very bad boy, and you've been neglecting her!" she added with a playfully chastising tone, rubbing his cock while looking straight into his eyes.

"I... yes... I'm afraid I have..." Jeff said through fast breaths, her touch making him dizzy with arousal.

"Yes you have! You know what men who neglect their wives deserve?" she asked, raising her eyebrow at him, her fingers caressing his tight balls.

"I... I don't know..." he whimpered.

"They deserve to see their wives being pleasured to ecstasy by others, and him being denied the same privilege!" she said with a sexy laugh. "They need to be punished!" she added, and then pushed him away slightly.

She turned around and bent over, rubbing her sexy ass and wet pussy lips on his cock, making him moan.

"You want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked, to which Jeff shook his head, while at the same time groaning. "Well, you can't!" she said with a laugh and quickly jumped into bed next to Alice, caressing her.

"Oh fuck!" was all Jeff could say as his cock throbbed and he watched Carmen slide two fingers into Alice's wet pussy.

"I think you should suffer, and learn your lesson, Jeff! Your beautiful wife should fuck and fuck and fuck. And you should watch and learn your lesson! What do you think?" Carmen asked Alice as she slowly finger-fucked her.
 
"You're late!" Carmen said softly.

Alice's eyes had closed but now opened. There was her husband. For some odd reason, Alice lifted a bent knee to hide her groin from him. She laid an arm over her bosom. It was as if she felt caught by him. Caught doing something she shouldn't be doing. Earlier in the day, she'd let a man fuck her while Jeff watched, and yet now she felt self conscious or ashamed? Really.

"I'm not late, he responded.

He had Carmen had their little exchange. Alice simply watched them, unsure of where this was going next. jumped into bed next to Alice, caressing her. Where it went was Carmen returning to the bed and pressing two fingers deep into Alice's sensitive pussy. She rocked her hips to the wonderful feeling as her eyes set upon her husband. It felt so good. It was the first time Carmen had gone inside. The prostitute had kept her previous pleasuring to the outside of Alice's body thus far: nipples, clit, skin, lips.

Alice reached a hand out in invitation to her husband. She wanted more than just fingers inside her. She wanted his cock. But Carmen snatched at Alice's hand, withdrawing it. She kissed the female half of her patronage and told her softly, "Not yet. He has to suffer for what he's done to you. Or hasn't done to you in far too long."

Carmen winked to Jeff, hoping he would give them a few more minutes. She twisted her hand around, letting her fingers explore inside Alice. The wife's sudden reaction told the prostitute that she'd found a super sensitive part of Alice's vagina. She worked the other woman into a frenzy, and in short order Alice was writhing on the bed again in the ecstasy of orgasm.

"You can join us now," Carmen said softly toward Jeff. She waggled a hand invitingly.

"No!" Alice suddenly said between two deep gasps for air. "No, he can't."

She took a moment to regain herself, then forced herself to her feet. She was unsteady, zapped by the orgasm that had ripped through her body. Her juices began running down the inside of one thigh, then the other. She moved to Jeff and let her hip gently contact his rock hard cock. But it was the only contact between them before she moved around him to stand at the end of the bed. Alice gestured the naked prostitute to sit at the end of the bed, feet off on the floor. Then he gestured Jeff to stand before Carmen.

Then she walked into the closet and closed the drape behind her. A moment later, she said with a demanding voice, "Now you can join us, my husband."

Carmen was surprised but only barely so. She'd often performed with a client as another watched. Sometimes even from beyond a glass or other barrier. But she hadn't expected this. Particularly after she'd already pleasured the person now beyond the barrier. She looked to Jeff's face, then to his cock, then back up. Then, in whisper, she asked, "What would your wife like me to do to you first, husband?"
 
Alice's denial of Jeff to join them, strangely gave him a jolt of arousal that he hadn't expected. As she got up and brushed against his cock, positioning him and Carmen to face each other, Jeff simply did as he was told, enjoying this assertive side of Alice.

After she disappeared behind the drape, her commanding voice sent shivers all the way down the base of his cock: "Now you can join us, my husband."

Jeff looked toward the drape, surprised that he couldn't see behind it, imagining what it must have been like for her to not see him there while she was fucking Tomas. He turned to Carmen, who looked him up and down and smiled at him seductively: "What would your wife like me to do to you first, husband?" she asked and then moved her body closer, pulling him towards her until his throbbing cock pushed against her lower tummy.

Jeff groaned, and looked towards the drape again before he turned to Carmen. She put her hands together over his cock, rubbing it softly and gently.

"You don't know, do you?" Carmen asked him, sensing his lostness and hesitation. "You don't know what she wants, or you don't know what YOU want?" she added, her fingers expertly caressing his balls and the whole length of his cock.

"I... I want her to be happy..." he said softly, moaning to her touch.

"I know you do. But you want more than that, otherwise you'd have just fucked her all day, everyday, because that's what would have made her happy. But you didn't do that, did you? Something else is missing, and you don't have a clue what that is!" she said, surprising him with her insight.

"That's... true..." he admitted, a small tear falling down his eye.

"I think I know what it is that's missing!" she said and pushed him away from the bed, sliding down on her knees before him.

"You do? Tell me!" Jeff asked, moaning as she began to run her tongue over his cock.

"She's far too available to you! You're a man! You want to hunt, to chase! Don't you?" she asked, to which Jeff nodded as she licked his whole length with expert moves. "You wouldn't believe how many married men come to me with the same problem: their wives are gorgeous and sexy, they love their wives, but there's no sex! Their wives are too easy to fuck. Too available!"

"Ffuck!" Jeff moaned as she took his cock in her mouth, sucking on it slowly and deeply.

"What if your sweet wife would deny you her pussy for awhile?..." she asked, taking his cock deep in her throat, and then releasing it again, making him groan. "What if she denied you her breasts, her sweet pussy, while she got plenty of cock herself? How much would you want her then?" Carmen teased, running her tongue up and down his cock, looking at him.

"Oh fuck... How did you know... That's so hot!" he moaned.

"I know! When you were watching that man fuck your wife earlier, you wanted her a lot, didn't you?" she asked as she stood to face him, his hands moving to her breasts, nodding in response.

"You liked that his cock was bigger than yours, and that she liked it more than she liked yours!" she added as she turned around and bent over the bed, spreading her legs and exposing her pussy to him.

"Yes..." he moaned, moving his cock between her pussy lips, being held in position in the last minute by Carmen's hand, his cock throbbing to enter her, but being denied that initial push.

"Hold it there, but don't enter!" she commanded.

"Yes, mistress!" Jeff said, surprising himself by that word. What the fuck? Why did I say that? he wondered.

Carmen looked back at him, with a cheeky, knowing smile. She knew she had him in the palm of her hands.

"You loved it when you beautiful sexy wife made you a cuckold, didn't you? You loved it when a proper cock satisfied her in a way that you never did, didn't you?" she asked, moving her pussy against his cock, but just short of letting him in, making him groan as he nodded. "If she fucked that man every day and denied you, you'd want her so much, wouldn't you. It would drive you crazy! The way you want to fuck me now, but you're not allowed!" she added.

"Yes!" he shouted in desperation. "Fuck, yes!"

"Gooood! Good cuck!" Carmen moaned and pushed back against his cock, letting him enter her slowly, with a deep groan. "Only a whore's pussy for you! Your wife's pussy belongs to her lover now! So take your whore pussy, cucky!" she taunted him.

He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her deep and hard, with furious intent. He didn't care about her pleasure. He closed his eyes, replaying in his mind the images of Tomas' massive cock fucking his wife's sweet pussy. He didn't last long. He came hard, filling her with his cum. He pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to her, covering his eyes in shame.

"Good cuck!" Carmen said as she took his cock in her mouth, cleaning him out, and then calling Alice out. "What do you think, Alice? Do you maybe get it a bit more?" she asked her.
 
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Alice listened and watched, and she found herself conflicted with what she learned. It was true. Her husband only found himself attracted to her if she had another man's cock inside her. How was she to respond to that? Her desire for Tomas had initially simply been a function of her own desperate needs. Actually fucking him had resulted from Jeff fucking her and suggesting she let another man inside her. But after fucking Tomas, Alice had concluded that she wanted to fuck the man independently of Jeff's presence, participation, or approval.

She was so confused. About where they were, what she was doing, and what she wanted.

"What do you think, Alice? Carmen called toward the drape. "Do you maybe get it a bit more?"

Alice was amazed at how perceptive the whore was. She stood and moved out through the drape. Still naked, she laid on the bed with Carmen between her and her husband. She studied Jeff with his expression of euphoria. She felt no regret or anger or disappointment that he'd just unloaded his cock inside another woman, let alone a prostitute. She looked to Carmen for a long moment, thinking about what she'd learned.

"Go downstairs, Jeff," she suddenly commanded. She looked to her husband. "You can sleep on the couch tonight. Then, tomorrow, we'll discuss your punishment."

The tone she used was sexually suggestive. But she showed him no sexual attention. She only pointed toward the door and told him to leave. Then she looked to Carmen and said pointedly, "We owe you money, don't we?"

"Yes," Carmen responded simply.

Alice stood, walked to her bureau, opened her purse, and pulled out her Black Card. She began, "I'm assuming..."

Carmen stood, found her own purse, pulled out her cell phone, and opened an app. She let the phone's camera take an image of Alice's card and of the security code on the back. She handed the phone to Alice, who typed in her zip code and PIN. Carmen had the phone again, typing in the charge. She handed it back to Alice for her approval, adding, "It will appear as a consulting fee. Blackridge Enterprises."

Alice looked at the amount Carmen had entered. She had no experience in these kinds of things. She had no idea whether this amount was high or low. What Alice did know was the worth of what Carmen had done and would do for her and Jeff. She tapped the phone's screen, erased the left most digit, and tapped the double of it. She hit send and handed the phone back.

Then, looking across to Jeff again, Alice commanded, "Go downstairs! You have been bad, and I need the night to decide how to punish you for what you have done."

She would wait for Jeff to leave before slipping back into bed with Carmen and spending the next four hours letting the woman drive her to another five orgasms. Finally, she would fall asleep, thinking only of how much she loved her husband. Oh, and of how much cock she was going to enjoy in the days to come.
 
Jeff could not believe how assertive and even aggressively commanding Alice was: "Go downstairs! You have been bad, and I need the night to decide how to punish you for what you have done."

He picked up his clothes quietly and smiled at her.

"Yes, honey!" he said and left the room, blushing like a school girl after being caught looking at boys a bit too long.

He made his way downstairs, mulling over in his mind all the things that Carmen had said to him. Normally he would have fought her and denied it all. But she did have him by the balls in the literal sense, and maybe this had bypassed all his defences. Fuck, she was good, he thought. And instead of thinking how well Carmen sucked his cock and her pussy felt, he kept thinking of Alice: of what she was going to do next, of how he will feel about it all.

As soon as hit the couch he fell asleep. He was exhausted.

When he woke up, it was totally silent in the house. He walked in the bathroom downstairs and took a long shower. He then made his way to the kitchen, passing the hallway, where he noticed Carmen's purse was still waiting. She's still here! he thought and smiled, planning to cook breakfast for three, waiting for them to come down at their own leisure.
 
Alice lay in her bed watching Carmen as she touched up her makeup and did up her now wild hair in a simple but effective pony tail. Alice said bluntly, "I'm not into women."

Carmen looked to her with a sly smile. "I know. Neither am I?"

The prostitute returned to her face. The other woman asked, "Then how come I enjoyed myself so much with you last night?"

"It wasn't about me," Carmen said quickly, touching up her lipstick before turning. "You couldn't have enjoyed me the way you did if Jeff had not been here. Just like you won't enjoy Tomas like you think you will without Jeff present."

Between her quests to send Alice into euphoria, Carmen had gotten the low down on the man with whom Alice had had sex the day before. She continued, "You think that you'll enjoy mounting that beautiful man's cock without your husband there to watch every thrust and hear every cry. But you're wrong. You need each other. Even when you are with other people."

She stood, fixed her dress, and turned to look at the still naked Alice. "I should be going."

"Can you stay?" Alice asked softly. Carmen surprised her by raising a hand and making a pay to play gesture with finger tips rubbed together. "That's fine. Why don't you stay the weekend."

"Having me here isn't enough," Carmen told her. "I think we need Tomas, too, don't we?"

Alice contemplated the suggestion, then rolled to retrieve her phone. She sent a text. But even after she'd showered, dressed casually, and was ready to go downstairs, she still hadn't received a reply. Carmen was standing at the bedroom window, looking out upon the back yard. She smiled devilishly to Alice and gestured her over. They looked down, shared a smile, then a soft kiss.

Downstairs, the two women came across Jeff as he was preparing breakfast. Alice walked passed her husband without so much as a glance his way, saying, "We'll be on the back patio when you have our breakfast finished."

She poured two mugs of coffee Jeff had put on, then passed by him again without so much as a glance. They sat at the glass table near the pool, waiting. When Jeff emerged carrying a tray of food, Carmen greeted him with a wide smile and a flirty hello. But still, Alice showed her husband no attention whatsoever. Then, she stood and walked over to the edge of the pool where Javier, their handsome, well built pool maintenance man was doing his semi-weekly cleanup. Alice herself spoke virtually no Spanish, while Javier himself spoke virtually no English. But she didn't need to be able to speak with him verbally for what she had in mind.

With no indication that she was going to do so, she gave him a playful shove. He let out a cry of surprise, teetered, and then fell backward into the pool. He splashed around a bit, then came up in the four foot deep water. By the time he cleared the water from his eyes and looked up to her, Alice was dropping the last of her loose fitting garments. She stood above the man as naked as she had been with Carmen an hour earlier.

And speaking of Carmen, she'd known what was coming of course. She crossed to stand closer to the pool and said down to the man in perfect Spanish, "El señor Peterson quiere que le haga el amor a su esposa, Alice, mientras mira."

The man looked up with a shocked expression. Carmen gave him a moment to decide whether or not this was serious or some kind of punk'd joke. She raised her hand and made a finger fucking fingers gesture, then clarified in English just in case her Spanish hadn't been correct (which she knew it had been), "Mister Peterson would like you to fuck his wife. He wants to watch. Haría que valga la pena. ¿Quinientos dólares? Five hundred?"

Alice had been looking intently at the pool cleaner. Without looking away, she said to her husband, "Tell him, Jeff. Tell him it's true."
 
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