The Accident Ch. 02

Sylvia looked at me with huge, liquid eyes. Staring at me. Nervously. Then at Jolene. Absorbing what I was saying. She was scripted to be the sub in this three-way relationship. She only had to speak up to stop this now. She opened her mouth twice, but no words came out.

I smiled at her, leaned forward and brushed her lips with mine and patted her cheek gently. Reassuringly.

"Lovely!" I said lovingly.

I turned and took Jolene's hand.

"Shall we go into the bedroom, Jolene, dear? I find I have a need to make myself... and you... naked."

Jolene was staring at our half naked tied up visitor. Her nipples were standing up rigidly.

The mature woman working her hands in the bonds behind her back. Staring at Jolene and I helplessly.

She was licked her lips. Jolene's aura was suddenly blazing red. What lesbian doesn't fantasize about two women at once? She let me pull her towards the bedroom. I paused in the door way and looked as coquettishly back over my shoulder as I could at poor helpless Sylvia. Those big breasts heaving up and down. Almost hyperventilating now. Not panic. Not fear really. Super turned on I think. If I was to put my hand into her panties, I am sure I would feel wetness between her labia in there.

"You should join us, don't you think, Sylvia?"

The stricken look on her face was exquisite to my new deviant masterful side. Her mind was so obviously conflicted.

Her clit was not.

Her heart was not.

This was going to happen. I could see it in her face. In Jolene's face too. My heart was going a mile a minute suddenly. A dream come true.

I could see Sylvia's now blazing red aura. Her eyes on Jolene's ass as she walked away. I saw the older woman take one short staggering step after us as I led my new girlfriend into my bedroom. This wasn't going to be a 'normal' relationship. I heard Sylvia whimper to herself behind us. Self-pity for our little panty clad tied up mature professional. I think she liked to pity herself. Part of her identity as a tied-up damsel in distress was her resistance.

My imagination saw her then.

Jolene lying naked face down on the mattress.

Sylvia, tied, her face buried between Jolene's spread legs. Nuzzling in. Jolene moaning. Humping up and down. Her buttocks clenching.

Sylvia. Moaning. Shaking her head from side to side to work her tongue in deeper. Fighting her bound wrists behind her back.

Me sitting beside them spanking her round fat buttocks, gathering her hair in my fist at the back of her neck. The pearls gleaming around her neck. My other hand between her legs, shoving my fingers in and out of her.

I intended to make sure that all of us have a great series of orgasms.

Especially her.

I wanted her to enjoy herself thoroughly. To want to come back.

Again, and again.

To visit my new girlfriend and I.

To let us tie her up. To use her. To let her use us.

What fun we were going to have together.

As I admired these two new beautiful women in my life. Every part of my life.

I was overcome and I pulled Jolene against my front and kissed her passionately. I heard a little whimper from Sylvia in the background.

Some corner of my mind kept saying it to myself.

Thank heavens for accidents.

Fin