Part 4 cuz shit keeps happening! I probably have too many irons in the fire, that’s why! With… 9 regular fwbs even if I don’t spend time with one consistently, its still a couple of occasions a week I’m writing something in here. I’m no poet as you probably know by this point, this will be a disjointed “and then she was like” flow, like a chick telling you a story about her day… So buckle up!

I was talking to J one day while she was over, and I asked her if we should keep any naughty excursions a secret from her husband. She said “yeah of course” without any hesitation and said we’d still need to be discreet if it was more than just the 2 of us. I asked if we should invite my boys over then, but she said no she was too nervous. She’d rather I surprised her some time while she was already in the mood so she’s less likely to say no at the time. I’ll do that but I hope it doesn’t end in disaster, it would be embarrassing if she chickened out while they were there and ready. When I asked if she would like to try other girls some time, she reminded me I was her first and said she wasn’t attracted to other girls. Having been there a long time ago I told her that’s how bisexuality starts, being attracted to 1 specific person, then being kind of picky, then kind of saying “yes” to whoever asks and learning to loosen up. I got her to concede that and say maybe. While I had her in an agreeable state of mind I asked “what about a Tgirl?” Someone with the aesthetic of a woman but the equipment of a man? It would be similar to when we played with a strapon together, but with the benefit of getting cum out of it. She was originally a reluctant “nooo, I dunnoooo” but she came around. After she got a little more comfortable with women or other stuff maybe. I accept that.

Second date time with Dave. He told me his kids were going to be at friends’ for the night. I wonder why he said that… He said I should come over around 7 again and he was making shrimp & salad. It’s so sexy he can cook like a monster and likes shrimp as much as I do. He says there’s no secret to it, little tips and tricks. Strain or dab greasy things after cooking them, season liberally, fry with high heat before letting things cook lower to seal in flavor (applies to fire or pan), be liberal with butter when frying, ect. Anyway since it was just us and it was going to be a freaky romantic night I got done up NICE. I spent time putting on light makeup and mascara, double-Dutch braided my hair down the back (hoping to give him handlebars), and dressed in my black cocktail dress with lacy stockings, glass heels I’ve never worn, black lacy panties and a black choker. I looked like a classy pornstar, and included a pertinent surprise in the package. And he appreciated it when I got there, answering the door and not knowing what to say kind of stumbling along like a kid. He was wearing a flannel button up shirt and jeans, dad-bod sexy. I helped him along, putting my hands on his chest and asking him how I looked in only 1 word. He chose “fuckin’ sexy” and I told him that was close enough and penetrated his mouth with my tongue, we were the same height with my heels. After making out a minute he gained enough composure to play with my braids dangling against my clavicles and ask me what they were about. I told him I don’t usually braid or do my hair like that but it went better with this look, being all coy and flirty. We went inside and had dinner, talked about things like how the kids were gone which I said was a good thing, and when he teasingly asked why that was good I said it was because it wouldn’t be appropriate for them to hear me screaming. He asked why I thought I would be screaming in his house so late at night, and I said it was because of the 110% effort dickin’ he was going to give me for my effort of dressing up like this. He countered with; since he cooked so well that canceled some of it out and he could do like 60%. I told him no, now it was 120% for messing with me and I knew the reason he made such a light dinner of seafood and greens was so we wouldn’t be all gross and bloaty and perform better, that I’m not really a fan of salad but ate it anyway. Since I was eating something I didn’t like and looked “fuckin’ sexy” he agreed to %105 effort and he’d feed me something later that I’d enjoy… After a little more flirting and talk like that we were finished eating and I asked if he had something special for dessert. He didn’t make the first move like I thought and got kind of nervous and babbly again, so I went to his side of the table, moved his plate back and sat in its place with my dress hiked up, legs spread and feet on either side of his chair. Topping, I told him to take my panties off, letting him run his hands up my covered legs but when he got too close I grabbed them, holding them under mine flat on either side of me and told him again a little less patiently to take my panties off. He started kissing his way up my thighs, telling me how good I smelled and mentioning there was a darker spot in my black panties, licking my crotch as he hooked his tongue under them to grab ahold with his teeth. Once he looked up at me showing me he had them, I lifted my butt and he pulled them out from under me, sitting back on the table with a knock. He ducked his head under them, now around my knees and asked “what’s this?” teasingly referring to the glass plug in my butt. I told him that was keeping me horny during dinner, the drive over, sitting just about anywhere and it was to get me ready in case he wanted to fuck me in the ass. No more foreplay, and he didn’t eat me out like I imagined. He stood up quick pulling me against him, and I had to wrap my legs around him as he picked me up and carried me to his bed. He dropped me when I got there taking his pants down quick and kicked them off, while I was bicycle-stroking his sides with my legs. Before he could crawl onto me I told him to lose the shirt too so I could see his hairy dad-bod, he yanked it off and got onto the bed, his knees on either side of my butt and his wet dick jabbing all over my crotch until he lined it up and stuffed it inside me. It was average but nice cause I was so excited, and the toy in my ass made it feel fuller. He said he could feel its hardness against the bottom of his dick inside too. I tried to bend my knees to put my heels flat on either side of him but my panties were still around my ankles, they’re not easy to get off wearing the heels, especially when you can’t reach them. Then he lifted my calves up onto his chest and fucked me hard with my feet up in the air beside his head, and my panties still connecting my heels behind him. It was super hot. I put pressure against him with my calves so he would stay upright and thrust harder instead of trying to lay on me but from my POV we looked pretty sexy like that. I came after just a minute between that and playing with my clit while he was fucking me. I didn’t want it to end too quick, so I told him that and not to cum and to pull out and relax for a minute if he even started feeling like he was about to. He joked that wasn’t fair, to which I reminded him he owed me 105%, and he said making it to the bed without blowing his load in his pants after I spread my legs on the table was already like 100%! When he pulled out to calm down I asked him if he could untangle my panties from my ankles, and once I was free I wrapped my arms around his back and tried to throw him onto the bed next to me. He didn’t move much. But he layed on his back and watched me low on all fours like I was doing push-ups, while I kissed his body all over from his neck to his thighs, giving his cock long licks and short kisses to keep it hard. When he told me he was ready again I straddled him reverse cowgirl and rode his dick slowly, diverting his attention to the glittery plug in my butt, which he pushed and tugged on when I slowed down enough. Like I hoped he’d do at some point, he grabbed my braids at the bottom and whipped me with them gently while giving me a “hyah”, to which I sped up my ride for him with a laugh. He got too close again, at the same time I was about to cum so I was disappointed but I had to hit the brakes. He sat up and rolled me onto my belly and started kissing me kind of the way I was to him, only rougher and needier and from behind. I told him how I was just about to cum when riding him and he should help me. He kissed and licked me from the back of my neck to the tops of my stockings, spanking me a little and playing with my buttplug with his thumb while pushing his middle fingers into my pussy. He slid them in and out like when he was fucking me, and made me cum again that way. After I told him that, he was ready again, but couldn’t be sure he would be able to stop this time, so I said that was fine and spread my butt cheeks with my palms. He wanted my ass too, pulling the plug and dropping it on the floor before laying all his weight on top of me and slipping his dick into my prepared asshole. I had my arms tucked under my chest propping myself up so I could get enough air, but he wrapped me- arms and all- in his so I was resting my head on his forearms and started humping me aggressively. I was wailing at that point and he was breathing hard on the back of my neck, kissing me and biting my shoulder and he finally emptied his load into my ass. We layed like that for a little bit until his breathing calmed down, then cuddled together until we were ready for bed. I had to get out of my clothes and makeup and we slept naked together, talking while we were still awake about how awesome that was, and he asked if I was disappointed cuz I didn’t end up screaming. I said that was a figure of speech and I’m not really a screamer. We were having sex for an hour and a half so I rated him pretty good, he was impressed with himself too considering it’d been a few years for him. Older guys are always better. The next morning I was perving on him in his sleep, playing with his dick and once I had him hard, carefully sliding down and removing covers to wake him up with a blowjob. He came in just a few minutes, only waking during post-orgasm oral cleanup, which he said was even better because he was sort of aware of it and it was happening in a dream too. And now he was wide awake and lumbered up. I asked when his kids got back and he said no idea, whenever they decided to come home. But if they saw me there it wouldn’t be a big deal, they figured why he wanted the house to himself for. So we stayed in bed watching actual porn movies with story together for a couple hours, and he was ready again. This time we let one keep playing on his phone propped up on the pillow, and he fucked me Doggy style while we watched and made dirty comments. He loves watching porn while having sex, and he was more confident after last night, so I got spanked when the girl in the video did and he pulled my hair by both braids, but when he told me he was getting close to cumming I said “then it must be time for my facial”, which he thought was naughty. I poured off the bed, onto my knees between his legs and looked up at him, jerking him off myself until he came in my open mouth and on my chin. It was kind of watery and thin since he’d cum a couple times in the last few hours but I don’t mind. The stuff I got on my chin he wiped and let me suck it from his finger, and I definitely made a meal out of it for him, bobbing deep on it, licking around it and moaning while I got it clean. He said I was the dirtiest girl he’d been with and I told him to be glad he didn’t turn me down. His kids got there around noon and I left in my dress, letting my hair down and carrying out my stockings so I didn’t look too hookery. We had marathon sex, 3 times in a short period so yeah he’s a keeper!

I journaled that part that day after getting home while it was fresh, and asked J if she wanted to read it. She did and she enjoyed it. As in, while she was reading it, she was enjoying the shit out of herself hard with her middle fingers. Which I’m glad because she didn’t seem jealous at all! Maybe next time they’ll both be involved. It seems like I have to convince Dave more than her at this point. But the being able to hold off is a point in his favor, especially if he’s going to fuck 2 women. While he’s cooling down she and I can play and he can take whichever’s closest…

Holly and I were playing Red Dead Online together, just casually using game chat and the party at Benny’s came up. She was talking in the open about how she’d like to do it again, with as many or more guys this time! I asked if she was serious because last time she said she didn’t think she could handle it and reminded her she was on GAME CHAT! Also that they were trying to recruit her, so the more she hangs around them or gets involved the more they’re going to want. She told me she and Nino had been sexting and hooked up a couple times! I told her she should be hanging out with wholesome guys like B from the Mother’s Day BBQ, but she said she’s not interested and he’s too young, that she needs a group of MEN to satisfy her. A couple guys got on mic to ask what was going on and trying to get involved too, so now she’s attracting rando weebs from who-knows-where. She didn’t engage though and I kind of summarized the story for them, asking if they thought she should go for that. They said hell no, agreeing with me but also asking us if this was real or not and where we were at. So I got kind of unhelpful horny backup. I reminded her about Jess & Lita too, what they said getting involved with them was like, and she said she wasn’t like them and guys like Benny respected a “no” if you were strong enough to put down lines. She could be a fucktoy without having to work for them. She was nonchalant about the whole thing like she’d already decided and was calmly just letting me know. So I told her if she got into trouble to let me know for real, cuz I have 2 cops I’m joined at the hip with, Mark’s resources and Mrs A’s fixer capabilities to call on. I seriously think I could pull strings and disappear or be rid Benny and/or his guys if I had to. Or just Vixen a deal with him to get her out of trouble. My skills are beyond that of a hot young teen angling her freckle-faced virgin supervisor for a raise. She appreciated that I have her back and will support her anyway. I’ve been there and back safely myself so she can do it too. But it is a slippery slope and I’m sure most crack-whores never thought they’d be crack-whores. I was never desperate, and found Mark who filled my darker needs, taught me self-discipline and took care of me. Is STILL taking care of me even when our orbits are now elliptical. So I’ll have to keep an eye on her. I also want to call Mark and tell him that, both her situation and how I’m grateful for the way he steered me, idk if I ever told him anything like that. But if I’m too emotional with him about it like I am now pecking this out, it might set off alarms with him and I might get a visit from Mrs. A…

So I texted Nino and told him to ask Benny if he could come by. He did a couple days later, by himself this time and we had a productive talk. He was a gentleman as always, seeming kind of quiet and hat-in-hand respectful like someone who’s going to beg you to babysit their kids they know you can’t stand. He reminds me of Officer N when he’s nice. We sat in my loveseat with my feet and legs in his lap and talked about Holly, how she and Nino have been hooking up which he didn’t know, and she wants more group activities. I know his friends are willing to oblige her, but she already said she wouldn’t be working for them. So I wanted to set the boundary of her being around them but not becoming like the apts’ other girls. He said that wouldn’t even be an issue, that alot of guys have like groupies that they party with but aren’t involved in his business. And if I hear complaining from his girls to ignore it cause they’re all drama. They can be pretty mean to the guys in fact. I thought of them slapping Nino in the car that once and the train of girls following groups of guys at that party. So maybe that makes sense. He says they all fight and abuse each other but the girls don’t want to do anything else, they’ve been offered to be scouts or delivery girls like Holly but that’s actual work and they’re lazy. And they move away with bfs or something all the time so the whole “can’t leave” thing is bullshit. I said regardless I want to make sure Holly’s safe and not doing anything she doesn’t want. And Benny appreciates straight talking to him and my looking out for her, saying that he’s only ever asked and left it alone when told no, which is true. I said I keep getting surprised by how reasonable and respectful he is when I expected a guy like him to be dangerous like what you see in movies. He was giving me a foot massage by that point! He said they’re not threatening to most people. Business rivals are the only ones they might get into fights with. Sometimes they kick somebody’s ass who hurts one of theirs or comes around looking for trouble when they shouldn’t, but who wouldn’t when someone comes into their house uninvited and starts being disrespectful? It’s a community that looks out for its members, which is everybody in their territory as long as they are not rude. He said there are people in the apts who might not even know about Benny and his guys. They say “how you doing Mr. ___?” when they see them like normal neighbors, and even if they’re not involved they’re welcome as long as they are themselves welcoming. He said the “other guys” are probably the same way with their neighborhood. Everybody everywhere is good to their own or people who are good to them. It reminds me of the trope ‘even bad men love their mamas’ or the golden rule. So he reassured me that if Holly wants to get gangbanged they’d be happy to make her wishes come true but nobody’s going to hurt or make her do anything she doesn’t want to. If they see her self-destructing they’re not going to try and stop it either cause she’s not actually his or anyone else’s problem. Which I said is fair and he said it’s my job to keep an eye on her as a friend, but he’d let me know if she was going too far off the rails. Then we talked about us, I asked how his wife felt about him fucking strange women and giving them foot massages. He said she understands or someone will take her place who does, he’s a commodity true to himself and you can’t love each other unless it’s who each other truly are. And he’s a dog, who happens to be in a power position so there’s an expectation of that kind of thing anyway. But even then she’s fine with it cause he wouldn’t be with someone who wasn’t, he is who he is and is honest about it. He sounds like me being up front with polyamory with my fwbs. When I said that he said WE’RE alot alike. I thought he was just being flirty (like, we have so much in common, you know? Wanna see my dick?) I asked how kind of incredulously, with a shocked eyebrow/sneery face that had him choking laughing and he told me something interesting; for days after that party he’d hear his friends talking about their girlfriends saying alot of shit about me. I expected that, telling him I almost got into a few fights with girls over their bfs I didn’t even realize or care about, and I’ve never really gotten along with girls. He told me it’s cuz I’m a queen. Again I thought he was being dramatic and trying to be flirty but he said something else interesting; that his guys were intimidated by me. I asked how, and he said like when I came into the room to check on Holly at the gangbang and kind of ignored the naked guys to talk to her and spanked one on the way out I made them uncomfortable. It was a GUYS’ room where they were having THEIR way with some slut and I strolled in clothed and nonchalant, ignoring them and talking to her, and giving them a GG slap on the way out like their coach. He said I’m the type they fantasize and talk alot of shit about what they’d do to me but shut down when I enter the room. I told him I remember catcalls when I got there, but staying no to joining in and still being involved shook their masculinity. They felt like they were being checked in on by mom or something. I told him about my conversation with Mark about how all these powerful businessmen were apparently intimidated by me at another party and didn’t want me joining in, and everyone having sex was apparently seeking my approval, kind of putting on a show for me. I said my husband told me they’d been intimidated by me since our wedding. When he asked if I was pushing them around, I told him no that’s never been me, and they’d gangbanged ME so I don’t see how I’d intimidated THEM. He wasn’t surprised to hear about me being gangbanged. Maybe it was since every time he came over I was naked for guests. And that was another point to me being a “queen”, and just seemed to be something someone like me would do. I said I’ve never been the dominant one in any relationship and very few times having sex, only doing it when someone freezes or asks. He replied that in BDSM the one with all the power is the submissive one, getting all their freaky pleasure at the hands of someone who’s treating them the way they want to be treated, and the sub is the one who sets boundaries and makes the rules. I’d heard that before and I can see it but idk. He asked why I don’t wear clothes even at home and I said cause it’s my house and I just don’t, and if the girl scouts came to the door they’d probably leave crying. He thought that was pretty funny laughing again and said he didn’t know why, but when he comes over he gets a FEELING like he had to negotiate or be careful like he was dealing with someone higher up the food chain and more powerful than him. I did the face again and asked “HOW?!?” and he cracked up again and said it’s just a feeling. Like cops pulling up outside your door, mom calling you angrily when you thought you’d gotten away with something, getting caught alone with someone you’d threatened, ect. Like he was meeting with someone dangerous and if it didn’t go right it would mean trouble, even though I’d never done anything to make him think that. It was like that since the first time at the party. That was partly why he didn’t get handsier when I was in his lap, that and he didn’t want me being offended when none of his friends approached me. He didn’t know who I was but thought I might be somebody who probably shouldn’t be there, should be kept an eye on, couldn’t trust anyone else to do it, and I had to be kept happy and respected. I was kind of hurt by that but he said if you spend a few minutes with me you get to like me but still have that feeling. I like guys to like me so I don’t know why I come off that way. But he gave me an example; with Nino on the couch that one time I was playing off Benny teasing him in a dominant way, I was making a scene of it to make Nino uncomfortable like Benny meant to without me actually knowing what he was trying to do. But we were both just having fun with him. It was a boss/minion kind of thing to do and I was more confident than he was. I reminded him Nino came back so he didn’t seem too intimidated. Of course Nino wants me and he’s more confident cause he knows me and has been with me before. I told him I thought he was bullshitting me, buttering me up with praise so I would suck his dick or something before he left. He said no and made another comparison to old “dame” types from movies, when the detective and the audience know she got her bf to kill her husband, then got her second bf to kill that bf, so on and so on. And she has someone shoot the detective, but he survives and still goes back to her anyway. A Basic Instinct Sharon Stone. He said I’m like a black widow. Only I told him I don’t think I hurt or control people so that’s not accurate. Speaking of detective, I told him about N being my fwb who’s a cop, and told him the whole story about how he forced himself on me, why would he do that if I had this control over men? He broke the event down into parts. N fighting with me about other guys isn’t unexpected even though he knew about them already and he only shares me because he has no other choice as a cuck. He might have felt like he was going to lose me, which is why he went to a dark place of MINE by doing what he thought would make me happy. It kind of lines up with what N said afterwards and how he was a blubbering mess, cuz he disappointed me when he was trying so hard to do the opposite, going against his usual behavior to do it. It might have shaken him to learn he went in the totally wrong direction. Benny told me if I had trouble with N to let him know and he and the boys could help, which I thought was funny and told him how I’d just said something similar to Holly about them, which was kind of the point of this meeting. After a minute we got back to the subject of influence and he asked if I knew why he was giving me a footrub, I said cause he’s actually pretty nice and again buttering me up, but he said he didn’t realize he was doing it until his hand started aching. He was doing it subconsciously because I wanted it. And I let him know that by the way I summoned him to my lair through a lackey and just draped myself comfortablt on him and layed down some rules. It was subconscious on both our parts. I let him know I didn’t mean to come off that way, I was being a little flirty putting my legs in his lap and showing him I was comfortable with him, which he said is DIScomforting and made him (a powerful guy) feel like my bitch. I told him that makes me feel bad, like I’m bossy and unlikable, but he said it’s not a bossy thing more like people just pathologically want to make me happy or have my approval cause again I’m a queen type. I influence not control. He compared me to the popular girl in school which everyone assumes she HAS to have a bf and nobody approaches for fear of embarrassment and rejection, which is why I’m not approached. He said I’m desirable and likeable but too intimidating for the cowardly 90% of people. I told him I’ve been with alot of people so that can’t be right… But I did always make the first move. He gave an example of another scenario I might do the same thing I did to him without realizing it. I stare smolderingly with an almost-smile until another person looks away, grinning wider when they do. It’s a perspective issue, to him that sounds like mental domination. From my perspective I can’t help but smile and make someone blush or look away shyly, smiling when they do cause it’s cute. Teasing them like I’ve seen guys do to nervous girls! One is controlling and the other is innocent. Benny was surprisingly insightful and knowledgeable about psychology. We talked for a few hours and he unknowingly answered questions I’ve had for years about why I don’t have many girl friends, why relationships don’t work long-term, why so many people are willing to share me even when it’s not who they are, ect. I make people eager to please me, when that’s all I want to be for them. The thing he came over for, talking about Holly, was only for 5 minutes, then talking about me the rest of the time and I feel bad for not talking ‘Benny’ more. I think I made a platonic guy friend though. I let him know that he helped me figure out things that had been bothering me for a long time and I’ll repay him somehow.

J came over to my house to hang out while her husband was working. The plan was we were going to drink, swim and have dinner. It turns out she had never been to my house. We almost have come here a few times but something always comes up, I hadn’t realized until she started commenting on it saying she liked this or that. We got some snacky chips and daqueries and laid in the backyard shade naked together. She was surprised I answered the door that way and asked if we were skipping straight to it, and I told her I didn’t even think about and I’m always naked at home. Every time we text or talk I’m lounging around butt naked, which she thought was amusing. We were laying there lubricated in more ways than one, talking about honesty and making plans as to which of my boys she wants to sample first. She said probably PB since I talk about him so much, and have made PB&J jokes before. So then I had to explain the context of PB&J which is me writing about all this stuff here and using abbreviations for privacy. She asked if she could see all of it since we were talking about full honesty and I told her there would be things we needed to talk about first. Like her husband, and some things I wished I could share at the time but couldn’t. So first I asked her if she would mind if her husband saw other people like she does and is planning to, and she said she knows he comes over sometimes or we see each other outside of our 3somes. She said it’s ok as long as it’s me. Then I said I was going to tell her something I hope didn’t make her mad, it was something her husband had done and I’d been keeping from her but it had made all our lives better. I told her the story of how us meeting wasn’t an accident. That her husband had asked me to loosen her up socially and that we’d known each other before she’d introduced us. She said she couldn’t believe it and he’d have some stuff to account for but she needed to know more before she made up her mind. So I hooked her up with these pages and let her read the whole thing, alot of it was stuff we’d talked about before, other liaisons and such. But she learned how I’d met her husband and his partner and how we were kind of seeing each other before she and I met by design. I watched her while she read it and occasionally asked if she was ok, she was a little upset and teary but I editorialized as she read how I felt at the time and why we were doing it, like how she and her husband weren’t happy and going the wrong way already. They were having problems now but they had good times again too. When she said that he’d cheated with me, I told her so did she and she didn’t think he knew about it at the time either. For both of them it was with me, and he at least knew I was someone who would be able to help him get closer to her again and open her up to things she’d always wanted, but wouldn’t pursue on her own. I pointed out the sections where he stopped showing an interest in me when she started wanting him again and mentioned how whenever the 3 of us were together I was a third wheel or kind of a sex toy of theirs. I asked her if she was mad at or hated me and she said no, she didn’t hate either of us because of our intentions and how it turned out, and she wasn’t really mad at me either cause I volunteered this but she was mad at him and he’d have a fight waiting for him at some point, because this behavior was deviously planned. Then she remembered the part about N, saying she was so sorry I didn’t feel like I could come to her and she felt so bad about the neck and wrist bruises I lied about that she cried. I was sitting on the side of her chair and hugging her until she calmed down, giving her little kisses. She told me she never liked him. He always joked about hooking up with her while her husband was right there, and cause they were buddies they played it off but he had always been leery and would have hit on her, married or not if he could have gotten away with it. But she would have ratted him out right away of course, and that caused more problems between her and P because he let the innuendo go when she didn’t like it or want him over at all. I defended him a little, saying he’s not so bad or creepy, he just made a mistake thinking that was something I wanted. It might have been another time, it just wasn’t then. And her husband was the one who sorted it out and dragged him over to fix it, so she should give him some points for that. She read about Holly and was a little worried for her as my friend and hoped it all worked out, was a little disappointed I’m hanging out with gangsters, but was intrigued by his intelligent theories about my magnetism, saying that she fell under my spell before pulling me in for a long kiss. So I wasn’t in the doghouse. We kind of noticed a doghouse in the yard and she pointed it out but that’s as close as we came to it. But not wanting to push my luck I wasn’t going to try and sit on her face right away. So I asked if she wanted to go shopping a little later for some naughty lingerie after having read my Dave entry and she said yeah, after that we would get something to eat. I got dressed in my favorite shopping outfit… Since the Civil unrest is over in town we went to mine and N’s favorite place and picked out some slutty things in her size she could try on for me later. Being a toy fan she wanted us to get something together, and being in public with a sex toy in me already that I didn’t tell her about I decided to get something fun in that line of thinking. I suggested a wearable Bluetooth vibrator, a blue half U shaped horn that played with your clit too. We could go grocery shopping or someplace public afterward and try it. She loved that cause it was something we’d talked about but hadn’t gotten to do. She tried to wave me off so she could buy it alone like she was ashamed to be there with someone (hopefully no matter being there with another woman) but I came up behind her while she was checking out and wrapped my arms around her belly, resting my chin on her shoulder, putting her on the spot. She didn’t say anything but tried to escape quick after grabbing the receipt. I didn’t move though, pinning her to the counter from behind and whispering to her that we have to see if it works, while making eye contact with the guy behind the register, who was interested but has seen it all before. Shushing me, realizing she wasn’t going to be able to be discreet about being there “together”, said we will test it later. With my arms pinning her in I broke open the package, saying we have to make sure it had batteries and she said she had some at home. I said I’m sure I do too but that doesn’t help us in the short term. After some fidgeting I got the batteries in and app downloaded to test it and it buzzed to life. She knew what I was doing and tried to preempt me by saying “it works, let’s get going” and trying to get out again. I said openly that she was going to have to loosen up her inhibitions and play through her nerves if she was going to be getting fucked by one of my boys soon. She covered her face to hide from the cashier and I slipped both my hands down the front of her leggings, moving her panties to the side with one hand and putting the vibe in her sloppy wet pussy with the other. If she went commando I don’t think it would have even stayed in! I laid her phone on the counter with it ready to activate, just hold-buzz and pulled her hands away from her face, holding them under mine on her belly. I asked the cashier if he thought the Bluetooth would have problems reaching the toy while it was in her, cause sometimes when I have my ear bud in 1 ear and my phone’s in the opposite pocket it cuts out. He pointed to J’s phoned and asked “do you mind?” and I just smiled a little. He held the button for a few seconds while I kissed her behind the ear and asked it was working. She said yes, I asked if he would throw the box away and said thanks, grabbing her phone and walking out holding her hand. She was kinda mad at me, saying that was humiliating and she couldn’t believe I’d done that in front of a stranger. But I said this is why we came out today, and it’s always kind of nerve-wracking like that but the thrill is doing it anyway. “In public” means someone might see or know and that exposure and being center of their attention is the fun part. I told her he probably gets that kind of thing all the time working there, he doesn’t know us, her name, and we’d probably never see him again so who better? Also that was kind of light as far as I planned to go, the “naughty edition” of buying an electronic product, asking a tech question and making sure it worked before we left. I said he didn’t even get to see anything let alone touch us. She wanted to argue but I’d already won, so we went grocery shopping. I made good use of her toy while we were out, and reminded her I wasn’t wearing anything under my coat. I made it a game to buzz her when I noticed we were alone and I wanted attention, so whenever someone was out of eyeshot she’d yelp and turn around to find me casually leaning on a stand or something. We had to wear masks in there, but when she came over I’d pull her in and drop it to her chin for a deep tongue kiss and guide her hands to the inverted V-shaped fold in the front of my coat to play with me, while I held her button down the whole time. She made a comment about how I was a slippery mess like she was, and with her playing in my pussy every few minutes I had to make sure I wasn’t leaving a trail. When we pulled away from each other I’d cross my legs and lift a knee to rub my lips together and hopefully keep my thighs from being visibly wet. She also kept wiping her fingers on her mask which I thought was HOT. There were cameras everywhere, but nothing would be visible except for the kissing and I don’t even know if they check them unless there’s an incident. So we got away with it again, in the car she was telling me how horny she was and how she never thought she’d ever do anything like that. I asked if she was still mad about the adult store thing and she said no. In the mood she was in she thought it was hot, but said she’d probably cringe thinking about it later. When we got back neither of us was in the mood to cook, we both wanted to have sex and I kind of wanted to swim. I took off my jacket and heels and headed for the pool. She said she wanted sex but NOT to swim so we compromised. Since I already jumped in, I told her where to get a blanket and bring it to me. She laid it up against the pool in the shady shallow end and sat on the side with her legs in the water, where I attacked them like a shark and started biting her thighs, telling her I was going to eat her. She was still wearing just her panties with the toy still inside her, so I pulled them off and let them float away in the pool. She said we had a conundrum because she liked the toy and didn’t want to take it out, so I should just kiss her thighs while she tested it more extensively. I disagreed, smelling my prey… I twisted the vibe so the smaller head was against her tight asshole so I could have tongue access to her clit. She found this acceptable and I made sure to keep it pressed against her while I sucked on her hard little button. She tried running her fingers through my hair, but it was too wet and tangly. When she was breathing hard, her angled little athletic belly heaving all sexy, and told me she was about to cum I stopped her, pulled her hand away from her phone and told her to flip over and get on her knees. She huffed a little but bundled the blanket up on the concrete and kneeled on it, asking me why. I twisted the toy back around to the way it was and set her phone to “continuous” before spreading her cheeks and licking her asshole. She wasn’t expecting it, giggling and breathing hard again in less than a minute. I was tugging gently on the vibe too, and pushing the base around in circles so the vibration didn’t miss a surface inside her pussy and after another minute she collapsed onto her palms, then down on her elbows and started talking dirty, asking me if I “liked rimming her little fuckin asshole.” I spanked her for the language and rubbed my thumb across her hole so I could get a better look. She started whimpering and repeating her naughty language, and I could tell she was cumming because her pussy was contracting and pulling the vibe tighter against her, and I gave her a couple encouraging incisor nips on the inside of her butt cheeks making her yelp. When her fireworks slowed I hit the button on her phone to stop the toy and pulled it out of her. It was wet and glisteny. She turned around and sat on the blanket again, watching me clean her cum from it with my lips before leaning down to kiss me anyway. I put the toy on the blanket next to her phone and took her hands in mine, bracing my feet against the side of the pool and pulled a little bit. Not enough to bring her with me, just testing the waters metaphorically. She gave me a “fine” face and let me pull her in on top of me. We made out on the steps in the shallow end with her hand between my legs, her fingers up my twat, and I came that way with my forehead resting on hers and breathing hard. She made me homemade Chinese food for dinner, but couldn’t spend the night because P was going to be home tonight and she wanted to see him. When she suggested I come too because we always have fun together I told her no cause they need to spend time together alone sometimes and work things out. Besides she had plans to attack him with her newfound knowledge tonight. She said she was kind of over it by now because it was a nice thing to do even if we lied about it and she really didn’t mind that he and I were seeing each other while they were having problems. She would have done the same thing if an opportunity had popped up. I reminded her she had done just that, with me. Even if she didn’t know it was part of her pervy husband’s scheme, throwing that part in there just to poke fun at him so she’d have it on her mind in that context when she got home. After she left I still called him to warn him that I’d told her the WHOLE story and to be prepared for it, even though she said she understands and we just had an awesome day. I said at worse she needs to let you know she’s almost mad at you or needs to vent but she’s OK with the whole thing. He was kind of mad I just took it on myself to tell her, and I had to admit it kind of happened organically and I decided to roll with it and it’s better it happened now when I could explain our viewpoints and let her read my thoughts and both our behavior at the time to get context, that’s why she isn’t mad. She was even looking forward to seeing him and I couldn’t get her to stay, and she’d invited me so the 3 of us could have fun. Doesn’t spell out “I’m planning on killing/divorcing him when I get home” to me. So he said he might be pissed at me he’ll have to see how it turns out.

He texted me later that she calmly told him she knows about his scheme and why he did it before she hugged him, one thing led to another and he plowed her fucking brains out. So it was a good night for them and the doghouse had been demolished and used for firewood. WHY do I fix everything I touch…? I said he should visit me and show his gratitude, I could use some plowing myself, but he probably won’t.

I was texting with N and he told me about how one of his and P’s cop buddies is getting married and he thought of me for the bachelor party. They can’t do it yet cause of the Rona so it wouldn’t be for months or anytime soon, but his buddies know N’s half of how we met and are looking forward to meeting me. They’re scheming the bachelor party already when the wedding plans aren’t even finalized. I told him to let me know and I have other girls in mind if they want, which he said yeah and one guy is bi and requested a guy in his lap so I’ll have to try and find THAT now. I don’t think I know any gay guys. I can think of a bi-guy, but I’ve been ghosting him since he booted me out of his house in the middle of the night dressed like a hooker to get murdered. Also when people want strippers/dancers/entertainment they’re thinking 10’s or close to it, and he is not. I asked about Tgirls, which N calls “traps”, and he said as a novelty that’d be pretty funny. Like “surprise!” and I said she won’t love that, being the butt of a joke so that’s a no go. He said they can be respectful cuz of their friend and he’d find out if that’s what he wants and if I can send a pic. So I sent of one of me biting my lip and he laughed and said he loves it, but he meant one of my friend to see if his was interested. I thought about asking P&J about involving her, how he’d feel about his friends seeing his wife strip or how she’d feel about N and the whole thing. I asked him if the party might degenerate into debauchery and how he’d feel about that if I was involved, and if he would try to keep me to himself. He said it might depending on the people, but it wasn’t supposed to and he had no plans, but if course he’d be keeping me to himself if it did. He told me there was a budget they were pooling for entertainment, meaning girls.. They would save right up until the day so right now it wasn’t much. So ideally since there would be 6 guys there as of now there should be 6 girls. Or 5 1/2. I could think of 3 “probablys” right off the tip of my head besides myself, I’d have to hit up my Tgirl friend I haven’t seen in awhile and find a 6th probably from Benny’s pool. He should appreciate me throwing him business.

Talking to Dave, he’s not interested in J which is disappointing. Because she’s married. Even if P knew and she were in an open relationship he still would be a no because of the sanctity of marriage. That’s SUPER disappointing and I haven’t told J yet. I don’t know if she’ll be disappointed because they’ve flirted on the phone and I’m always talking them up to each other, or not because that’s the kind of thing she’d find endearing and already said she’d be more interested with PB. He’s also not interested in deviating from girls, if that matters. Not many guys are.

Seeing as how the cop boys and J all know about each other and there ar no more secrets, N asked if we could double date. I said to ask P if he’d be into it and I could ask J. I knew she doesn’t like him and her husband knows that too, but she surprised me and said yeah cause they don’t have any couple friends. Even knowing about his behavior and how he’s always perving on her she said she wouldn’t mind hanging out. When I asked her about that she said the double thing would be nice no matter who it was with, and he is her husband’s friend, so she’s been putting up with him for awhile anyway. They could be perfectly civil, and he probably didn’t even know she doesn’t think much of him. I told her if her husband knows, so does he and guys don’t keep secrets like that. It probably just doesn’t effect him either way. No plans yet though, as of right now it’s just an “ok.”

We ended up bbqing at P&J’s. We had tri-tip, baby back ribs, rice, beans, garlic bread, and margaritas, it was all pretty good. Once we were a full sheets to wind we played “asshats and cool cats” I think it’s called. It’s a little bit about how much everyone knows the player, winner gets to dare someone to do something on a card, and loser has to do something on their card that’s embarrassing. It’s interesting, but should be played when EVERYONE is comfortable with each other physically. Some cards involve kissing another player, piggyback rides, texting something compromising ect. I jealously bristled a little when J had to spin a bottle and make out with N, which I thought would make P mad, but it didn’t. I don’t get jealous, I don’t understand it, it might have to do with knowing she doesn’t normally like him. After we were done eating and stuffed it was time to get stuffed again. This being a couples date I was pretty restricted to N only, and he was pretty handsy while we were playing the game. He pulled my straps off my shoulders and said everyone had seen it before, playing with my tits while I was in his lap at the table in front of the others. I don’t know if either of them were jealous, but J moved to her husband’s lap and they were making out too. N asked if we could use their bed and P said yeah, so he carried me in there, dropped me sideways onto it and stuffed his dick on my mouth. I was rubbing myself through my panties just for a minute when I felt little fingers brushing mine, and J took them off of me. I lifted one leg and N held it up for me by the ankle, and I felt hair tickling my inside thighs before J’s tongue was licking my wet pussy lips. Some more weight shifting around of the head of the bed and she started moaning into me, I figured her husband must be doing the same to her, but she started rocking pretty hard, so she must have been getting fucked. I only had a view of N’s hips while sucking his dick, but that was my Sherlock guess based on the motion of the ocean. I was right. N pulled away to keep from blowing his load too early in my throat, and was playing with my hair. I looked back and it was like I imagined. I stroked J’s hair the way N had done to me while she kissed my clit, watching her get fucked by her husband. She was laying kind of the way I was, one leg up on P’s shoulder and the other beneath him and between his legs. When he backed off I rolled her onto her back and straddled her face, eating her out 69 style and felt my +1’s dick push into my sloppy wet pussy. Again I wondered about P’s reaction having his partner’s dick so close to his wife’s face but he didn’t seem to care about that either. N kept pausing hip-deep in me, and I could hear J’s low moaning and sucking noises and she wasn’t making them for me or I’d have felt it. She must have had N’s balls in her mouth. So much for not liking him much. He didn’t dick me nearly hard enough, more interested in my gf’s attention on his nuts, and once her husband started fucking her, I couldn’t get a good angle on either of them. The best I could do was turn my face sideways with my tongue out licking his shaft when every time he pulled out of her. I’m sure it looked hot from the outside but it was unsatisfying for me. Soon N’s little shaking thrusts stopped and he pulled out of me, but I felt his belly against my ass a second later, still couldn’t feel J’s mouth on me… Cause she was being DP’d by her husband and my +1.