A Condo with Two Views (5 page)

I went back up to our condo; Jack met me
at the door. He asked me nothing, just looked into my eyes. Jack
picked me up and carried me to our bed. We fucked with such
intensity and passion I almost cried. The sex was exceptional, and
my orgasm seemed to ravage my body. Both of us highly aroused, his
cock melted into me, filled me up, and slammed into me with such
strength and force. We had our orgasms in unison and fell asleep in
each other’s arms, very much in love.

Chapter 4. One Plus Two

Jack’s View:

We had the day off as it was the fourth of
July. Why not sleep in, which we did. Mid morning we decided to go
for brunch. On the way down
, in the elevator, two very attractive women stepped in, on
the seventh floor, both of them acknowledging Chloe as if they had
seen each other before.

“Who was that?” I asked, once we had parted
company with the other pair in the lobby.

Chloe
went on to tell me, that while she didn’t know their names,
she remembered the women from her early morning workouts in the
gym.

“
I’m pretty sure they’re a couple,” Chloe
said, almost taunting me with her inside scoop.

“Oh, really,” I remarked, “then before the
end of this month I shall fuck you in our bed, with the smell of
both of their pussies on your face.”

Chloe
was about to burst out laughing, until she saw the
expression on my face. I wasn’t kidding, far from it. I was quite
serious. Being the beginning of the month, she still had the better
part of four weeks to make it happen. It wouldn’t be easy. In fact,
if the couple were monogamous, it would be impossible, but even if
that were the case, it would be interesting to see how my little
pet tackled the challenge. For me, success would be measured by the
effort Chloe put forth, not whether or not she actually achieved
it. I wanted to see how she approached it, and how determined she
was.

Over brunch Chloe asked a lot of
questions. I made it clear she was allowed, and in fact, encouraged
to take whatever time was necessary to reach her goal. We both knew
the only way it would be doable was if she managed to befriend the
women in advance, gain their friendship and trust, and then find a
way to maneuver her way in between their open legs. She was
permitted to have sex with the women in advance, if it happened to
work out that way. As long as she came up to our condo before the
end of the month, with the fresh essence of both women still on her
face, then her conquest was victorious.

That afternoon back home, we made love. It
was beautiful. I tied Chloe’s arms up to the headboard and fucked
her long and deep. In our post-orgasm bliss, we smiled at each
other, both of us saying ‘I love you’ with our
expressions.

“I will do my very best,” she whispered.

“I know you will,” I comforted her, “no
matter what happens, it’s all good. Something like this is not
entirely in your control. I know you can do only so much. Show me
you care enough to give it your best shot, and I will be very
pleased.”

The next morning when I awoke about 6:45,
there was no one beside me. Fifteen minutes later Chloe returned,
evidently freshly showered from a workout in the gym. Ahhh, it
dawned on me, she wasn’t about to waste any time.

“No luck. They weren’t there. I’ll try again
tomorrow.” she stated.

For the next week, Chloe went down to the
gym early each morning. On the third day she had success. Names
were not exchanged, but she managed to sneak in some small-talk
with one of the two targets. Two days later, she crashed their
morning workout yet again, and this time, they introduced
themselves. The two beauties were indeed a romantic lesbian couple,
and their names were Canace and Shanyn.

A couple of days later, I ran into the
couple myself. Coincidentally, all of us were retrieving our mail
at the same time. To me, no one in the world is as beautiful as
Chloe, but these two were right up there. One of them gave me a
courteous smile, as co-tenants do, but no real acknowledgement
beyond that. As they walked away, I took a closer look. If I
remembered correctly, Chloe has said that the short-haired blonde
was Canace, and the taller one with the reddish hair was Shanyn.
The girls held hands briefly as they walked away, not fully, but
simply with their baby fingers hooked together. These two surely
turned heads everywhere they went, driving straight men
insane.

It kept up for the next week. Chloe soon
figured out that their workout schedule was Tuesday and Thursday
mornings at 6:45 am and Saturday at 10:00 am. She told the girls
she was training for a fitness event to explain her almost constant
presence in the gym. I of course, accommodated all of this. After
all, if I was serious about wanting her to succeed, I couldn’t very
well put any obstacles in her path. That Saturday, she didn’t
return from her morning routine until well past noon.

“We’re going out on Wednesday night!” she
beamed.

This was a big step forward. Chloe and the
pair were sharing some water and Gatorade after their workout when
Chloe told them that she had three free VIP passes to the Cirque De
Soleil show that was playing all month. It was one of the hottest
tickets in town. She knew that passing up free tickets would be
crazy, and this would allow the three of them to hang out and
socialize, hopefully having a drink or two. Canace and Shanyn
jumped at the opportunity, and three of them selected a date. Back
in our condo Chloe phoned one of our connections at Ticketmaster,
and secured the actual tickets in no time.

That night I fucked Chloe. I could barely
keep my hands off her. Her effort, her determination, her
ingenuity, her resolve were turning me on tremendously. She truly
was the perfect submissive, the perfect wife, working cleverly and
methodically to carry out my orders.

Thursday was the girls’
night out. I kissed Chloe at the door,
told her I was proud of her and away she went. In the preceding
days the trio had texted each other to finalize details. They were
going to have a quick bite beforehand at a nearby Thai restaurant,
and then catch the show; which was at the
Grand Chapiteau at
AT&T Park
.

For my part, I tried to occupy my night
with errands and work, but I kept looking at the clock, and
wondering how things were unfolding. Especially in the two and a
half hours following the scheduled end of the Cirque show, I knew
that the longer they stayed out, the better. So strangely while I
was eager for Chloe to come trouncing through our front door and
tell me all about it, I was also glad as more and more time passed.
There was still two full weeks before the end of the month, and the
three girls clicked, who knows, it might just happen.

Chloe
finally got home at 11:10. I knew from the big smile she
gave me, the night had been a success. The dinner beforehand had
allowed the girls to warm up to each other, then the show – and
then best of all – drinks afterward. During the drinks the
conversation really started to flow. Not surprisingly they did the
‘Where are you from?’, ‘Where did you go to school?’, ‘What do you
do?’ practice. Chloe told them a little about me, enough to say
we’re recently married.

“
During that part of the conversation is
when I hit them with my confession,” Chloe said.

“
Your confession?
” I asked, quite intrigued as to where this was
headed.

“
Yes, I told them that while I’m very much
in love, one of my big regrets is that I’ve been bi-curious all my
life, and now that we sealed the deal, I’m fearful my curiosity may
go forever unscratched.”

“
Well played,” I smiled. Her move was
brilliant, very smart indeed.

Chloe
said that the three of them stayed on that topic of
conversation for more than an hour, each of them sharing details
about how they discovered their sexual preferences. Canace talked
about how she knew from day one, explaining that when all the
school girls started getting crushes on the boys, all she did was
get crushes on those very same girls. Shanyn considered herself a
pansexual, and had been in love with both men and women, finally
falling head over heels for Canace. While Chloe had eaten more than
her fair share of pussy in her lifetime, she had to pretend that
being with another woman was something she had only dreamed
about.

Chloe
knew she had to move carefully, and not be too overt. She
planted a seed, and now she had to wait to see if her new found
friends would let it germinate. The night ended with the three of
them promising to hang out another night.

Sure enough, less than a week later, Chloe
was invited to watch a movie with the girls on a Friday night. I
could see the hope in her eyes when she told me they had invited
her over.

I held her at the door of our condo as she
leaving. She looked so beautiful, casually dressed but looking
delightful.

“I love you,” I said, giving her one last
kiss full on the lips.

“Fingers crossed Master,” she whispered in
return when our kiss ended.

Not unlike the night when they went to see
Cirque, I was like a dog in heat for the next four hours. I did
some work, or tried to. I went for a run. I watched television, but
my mind kept drifting to Chloe and what she might be doing that
very second. I made a few phone calls, again trying in vain to kill
time. Whenever I thought about what the girls might be doing, my
cock hardened into steel. Two glasses of Johnnie Walker Black
barely had an effect, so I made myself a third.

Finally, I heard the door knob turn. She
was back! As much as I wanted to jump up and greet her in the
doorway, I intentionally played it cool and stayed put. Reclining
comfortably in a heavy leather chair, I let her approach me. Oh
good, her hair seemed disheveled.

On the way toward me, she fell to her knees
and crawled the rest of way over, until she stopped to kneel
upright at my feet. I took a sip of the bourbon.

“I did everything possible Master, but was
only able to achieve partial success.”

Suddenly the whiff hit me. It was the
smell of fresh musky pussy, and not Chloe’s.

My brows furrowed, signifying my
incomprehension. Clearly there was cunt juice on my pet’s face. How
could that not be success?

“
I only have Canace on me, Sir. Shanyn
hates oral; she wouldn’t let my tongue near her pussy, even when I
begged.”

Chloe
gave me a rundown of the evening’s festivities. She said
the girls had a few drinks, and when the mood was right, Canace
re-introduced the conversation from their previous night out. The
couple wanted to know if Chloe was serious about her big regret in
life. When she confirmed that indeed she was, the fun and games
started to unfold.

Canace
and Shanyn approached Chloe, one from the left and one from
the right. They seduced my girl. They planted soft kisses all over
her body until she was nude and trembling in their combined arms.
She was told to keep perfectly still while they stimulated nerve
endings all over her skin. All the while that Chloe was telling me
the story, my cock was harder than it’s ever been.

It’s no surprise that lesbians know their
way around a woman’s body. Canace and Shanyn took Chloe to
incredible heights. They explored her body with their warm mouths,
with their skilled fingers, and occasionally with their sharp
teeth. Chloe confessed that she had two earth shattering orgasms
before she came back down to earth.

Then it was her turn to pleasure her
hosts.

Canace
couldn’t wait to get her pussy eaten. She was dripping wet
when she spread her legs, and Chloe dove right in there. While
Chloe’s face was buried between the outstretched legs, Shanyn
fastened a strap-on into place, and positioned herself behind my
pet. For at least ten minutes, Chloe performed oral while her own
pussy was impaled from behind, and pounded relentlessly by the
unforgiving plastic cock. Soon Canace was squirming and cumming all
over Chloe’s mouth and lips. Chloe reaching yet another orgasm
while being fucked in this manner, her face now covered with the
pussy juice of one of her two targets.

It was at this point that Chloe turned to
face Shanyn, expecting to do more of the same. Instead Shanyn,
who’d already removed the strap-on, handed it to Chloe and demanded
to be fucked in turn.

“
May I taste you first?” Chloe apparently
asked in desperation.

Shanyn refused, and after one more failed
attempt, Chloe realized it was futile. She fucked her host, but
there was no way she was going to get a taste of her honey pot.
Poor Chloe looked up at me with that look of apology in her eyes.
Aww…I wanted to reach out and give her a hug, tell her she did
everything possible and that it was okay, but that would make the
game too easy. A submissive does not always wish for leniency from
her dominant. I set the rules and good effort or not, she had not
yet achieved full success. There was no need to punish her of
course, but nor was there cause for celebration.

“I told you I wanted to fuck you with the
juices of both women on your face, and you are wearing only the
juices of one of them, therefore you do not deserve to feel my cock
inside you tonight.”

She nodded, accepting my verdict.