Finding Dates for My Wife Pt. 03

Lisa's mother suggests Paul set up date for Lisa with another.

Chapter 13 - Visiting Parents (Lisa)

After Mom and Dad left Paul admitted the date he had set up for me, with my father, turned out even better than he had expected. He was concerned I might be upset about what happened between he and my mother. I assured him I had absolutely no problem with him fucking my mother and told him I knew Mom enjoyed it. This seemed to relieve him of some guilt and he admitted while he had not planned for that to happen, he had enjoyed his time with her very much. I told him that Daddy and I heard some of what was going on and told him we heard what sounded like someone getting a spanking. He gave me a grin, so I asked if he had spanked Mom.

My question apparently embarrassed him as he looked down at the floor. He said Mom was spanking his ass and that he was surprised how much it turned him on having her spank him like a child.

We both agreed a huge bonus of this past weekend was learning my mother and father are very active sexually and appear to have a healthy open marriage. In my wildest dreams I never would have believed this of them.

This had been the first time Paul had become sexually involved in our outside sexual activities. He had always been very happy to set dates up for me and listen to the details of the date when I returned. I had told him I would understand if he wanted to take some women on dates, but he always told me he was happy with the setup we had.

After all, I was getting to experience several different men, granted they were all of his choosing, but still, I didn't want to deny him the same enjoyment. It took me a while, but I eventually understood his enjoyment came from sharing his wife with others. It was a little strange his first woman outside our marriage had been my mother, but that also made it very special to me.

Paul had always told me he thought mom was very attractive and said it was easy to see where I got my looks. Mom has always been active and full of life, but never did I imagine my husband and mother in bed together. As it turned out they had a great time and I was happy for them.

After Mom and Daddy had left, Paul and I both agreed, if they were open to it, we wanted to pursue a more intimate relationship with my parents. The date with my father had been so much fun, but I did confess to Paul that during the date, or at least at the beginning, I had been unsure what either of us wanted. Now that our first date was behind us I knew I needed to talk to Mom. If she is still okay with what had happened, I knew I definitely wanted more. Now that the nervousness of that first date is gone, I knew the next one would be more relaxed and much better.

I told Paul how the date with my father had opened up a whole new realm of sensual mental images. The one that aroused me the most was when Daddy's cock was in me that first time and I was thinking about how this same cock had been inside my mother when my life began. Thinking about my father's cock in me still blows my mind and makes me wet.

Normally after one of my dates Paul and I go wild in bed, but that night Paul and I were both worn out from all the excitement and activities of the day. We took a long shower together then climbed into bed. He held me close and we drifted off to sleep.

The following morning Paul told me he was going to mow the yard. I said I was going over the my parent's house to talk to Mom. Paul told me to give Mom a kiss, then headed out the door into the garage. This was the first time he had said something like that. I had to grin as I thought about this subtle, but obvious transformation.

I wasn't sure Mom would be home, but decided to head over without calling ahead. I remembered I needed to fill up with gas and stopped at a station close to my parent's house. As I was filling the tank a pick-up truck pulled up at the pump closest to me. I wasn't paying much attention to the truck until I heard a man's voice ask, "Lisa, is that you?"

Looking up and toward the voice I saw a guy Paul had set me up on a date with. Running into one of my dates like this had only happened a couple of times and one of those was a guy I had asked Paul to not schedule any future dates with. This guy, I remembered, was one I hoped Paul would arrange to have him take me out again.

I gave him my best smile and said, "Hi Simon, you are looking good."

"You too Honey. I have been thinking about you a lot. Am I going to get to take you out again?"

"I hope so. You know it is up to Paul, but I told him I would sure like to see you again."

"How about you and me slipping away to that little motel out on the highway?"

"Sorry Baby, but you know that is not how it works. Paul has to set it up. I will not cheat on him."

"But it really isn't..."

"No, Simon, I don't do that. I will tell Paul I saw you, but I can't date you without him setting it up."

"Okay, but make sure he knows I do want to see you."

"I will. I promise."

Thinking to myself, I knew I would tell Paul to change Simon from the YES list to the NOT AGAIN list. He knew how this worked and trying to get me to cheat put him on the naughty list. It was up to Paul, but as far as I was concerned he was no longer a considered possibility. How date him try to get me to do something being Paul's back, especially after what Paul had done for him.

After finishing pumping the gas I got back in my car and drove the short distance to the house where I had grown up. Daddy was in the yard working and said Mom was in the house. He hugged me and gave me a kiss unlike any he had given me before our date. It was not filled with the passion we had shared when we were naked and in bed together, but it was still not the kind of kiss a father normally gives his daughter.

When he released me I said, "Wow Daddy. You certainly know how to take a girl's breath away. Does Mom know you are kissing the women who drive up to the house like that?"

"Yea she knows, but she says I'm harmless."

"I will have to tell her you are anything but harmless. You have my panties wet."

Daddy just grinned and said, "Baby, your mother is in the kitchen."

"Thanks Daddy. Before I go, did she say anything about our date? Do you think she is still okay with it?"

"Yes Honey she has been talking about it constantly. I want to schedule some more time when you have a free weekend."

"I would like that a lot. Also, I talked to Paul and he wanted me to tell you that since it is you, you are always welcome to take me on a date, but if you just wanted to stop by when we don't have anything planned we could spend some time together. It would be nice to have some time to ourselves. It is okay with Paul, so if it is okay with Mom..."

I let my sentence trail off and watched as his face lit up in a smile and he said, "Honey that sounds fantastic. I will tell your mother then touch base with Paul and discuss it."

I wanted to make sure before I went into the house and asked, "You are sure Mom is still okay with what happened between us?"

"Yes Baby, she is, but a lot has happened and you probably should talk to her."

I headed into the house and saw Mom working in the kitchen. "Hi Mom."

"Oh Honey, it is so good to see you. I didn't know you were coming over."

"It was just a last minute thing. Are you aware there is a dirty old man in your garage kissing women?"

She grinned then said, "Baby you are the one who got his libido cranked up into high gear.. I have to tell you, I haven't seen him this happy in years."

"That makes me feel really good. Mom, the reason I came over was I wanted to see you and talk to you about Daddy, Paul and this whole last few days."

"Sure Honey. Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing wrong, I just wanted to make sure you don't have any regrets or second thoughts about what has happened. I also wanted to tell you how much Paul enjoyed the time the two of you spent together yesterday." I grinned and said, "Daddy and I thought Paul was spanking you when we heard the spanking. I found out it was your hand on his ass we were hearing. Mom he really liked that."

"Honey that is quite a stud you have there. It has been a long time since I have been with a young man who had the stamina to fuck me like that, and it felt really good."

"Mom, you are embarrassing me. The main reason I came over was to make sure you are still okay with Daddy and me dating."

"You mean, you want to go on another date with that old fart?"

"Mother, he is not an old fart. He is my Daddy, and yes I would love for him to take me on another date."

"Yes he is your father, but he still is an old fart. All joking aside, every time I think of that cock of his in you I get all wet between my legs. Honey trust me, I have no problem with the two of you dating whenever or as much as you want, but there is one condition."

"Yes?"

"When the two of you are together I get to have Paul."

Laughing I said, "Mom that is a deal and I can tell you Paul will like that. That brings up something else. Paul suggested if Daddy just wanted to drop by the house either by himself or the two of you, he and I could have some fun. He said we didn't have to wait for an actual date."

"Did you tell your father about this?" I nodded my head causing her to grin and say, "I bet you made the old fart's day. He will probably be over tonight."

Mom and I spent the rest of the morning and until mid-afternoon talking. She told me lots about the swingers club they belong to and some of the more memorable things that have happened.

"Mom, I wish you had told me these stories years ago. Here I thought you and Daddy were pretty straight laced and boring, but now I learn you are two of the sexiest and sexually active people I believe I have eve met."

"I wish we had talked about this long before now, but the important thing is we now know and we should make the most of it. Honey we are going to have so much fun together."

I put my arms around my mother and gave her a hug, but something was different, or at least I felt like her hug was different than it had always been. Somehow it seemed to be sexually charged. I realized how stupid this was and shook it off. I told her I needed to get home to Paul and asked if she and Daddy had any hot dates coming up. She just grinned and said, "I have some plans, but we can talk about those later."

Wondering what that was all about, but not pressing the issue, I sad my good-byes and headed out to tell Daddy bye.

"Daddy I have to go, but wanted to tell you again how much fun I had this weekend. Please remember to stop by anytime you are in the area."

"I will honey."

He gave me a hug and a kiss. When out lips parted I said, "Daddy! You are going to make me all wet." He laughed as I headed toward my car and drove back home to Paul.

Chapter 14 - Mom's Proposal (Paul)

The following Wednesday I was in the office when I got a call from my mother-in-law. I saw her name on the caller ID and answered the phone, "Hi Mom."

"Hi Paul, is this a bad time?"

"No, not at all. You can call me anytime."

"Paul I don't know how to say this without sounding blunt, but I called to make sure everything is okay and you have no regrets about what happened this past weekend."

"Are you kidding, I always thought you are a beautiful woman and I even thought if you weren't Lisa's mother... Well you know."

"Yes I think I do. I am very happy to hear that. I hope the four of us can continue to build on what we have started. I know you are busy, but do you have a couple minutes to chat?"

"Sure, what is on your mind?"

"I know how you set up dates with men for Lisa and I know you both have a lot of fun with that lifestyle. I have been thinking and wondered if you would consider arranging a date for her with another woman. Have you ever considered doing that?"

I never had considered something like what Lisa's mother was proposing, but it did sound like fun. "Do you know something I don't?" I asked.

"You mean do I know if she likes women? If that is the question then no I don't, but I can't think of a better way to see if she does. After all I know she has to go on the date with whoever you set her up with and can't refuse."

"That is true and I have to admit I like the idea. The question now is who would I get. Do you happen to know someone you think would be good?"

"As a matter of fact I do. I actually know two or three, but there are two that really stand out. One is a woman I have had experience with, but I am pretty sure Lisa has never met her. She is about ten years younger than me, married and bi-sexual. I really don't know any true lesbians, but this gal is not only very attractive she is also very good at knowing how to make a woman feel good."

"Sounds to me like you are speaking from personal experience," I said.

I could heard the smile in her voice when she said, "You might say she and I are very good friends."

I said, "You said you have two in mind. Tell me about the other one."

"She is my age and she is also bi-sexual. She loves intimate time with a woman, but this one Lisa does know."

I had a feeling I knew who she was talking about and asked, "Does she happen to live very close to where my father-in-law lives?"

"Well Honey you might say they live so close he and this woman share the same bedroom."

I found myself sitting there grinning and nodding my head. My suspicions had been spot on. "So Mom, since you know both of these ladies, which one do you suggest for Lisa's first date of this kind?"

"As much as I hate to say this, I think the first one, the one she has never met, would be the best."

This was not what Paul expected, but said, "Do you want to set the date up or should I talk to this lady?"

"Since this is your thing, I think it best if you set up the date. Obviously, I am willing to make first contact and talk to her. If she is interested I could let you know and then you could set up a time to meet her."

"I like that idea. Why don't you do that and then let me know. If she is not interested maybe the second lady might be available."

"I am pretty sure she would be, but I am also fairly certain once my friend hears what is up she will jump at the chance to meet Lisa."

"Mom you are the greatest. Let me know what you learn."

"I will Hon and I love you."

"Love you too."

Hanging up the phone I sat there thinking about what had just happened. What would Lisa say when a woman showed up at the door instead of a handsome man with a big cock? Would she follow the rules and go with the woman? Would she be intimate with a woman? She very well might do it, but the big question is whether or not she would actually enjoy being intimate with another woman.

I was very anxious to hear back from my mother-in-law and hear what the woman said. Even the thought of Lisa going on a date with her own mother sort of got my cock hard. One thing was for sure, I was going to set up more dates for Lisa with her father. It had gone very well and I knew both were interested in a repeat performance.

As was always the case Lisa and I had mind blowing fuck-a-thons every night for about a week following all of her dates. After that we fucked every two or three nights. I was even more excited now than normal as I thought about my mother-in-law's proposal.

I had just filled Lisa with another load of cum and we were laying there in bed when she asked, "Have you been looking for a new date for me?"

"As a matter of fact I have and I believe I may have one that you are going to enjoy a lot."

"Really, when will you know for sure. That sounds exciting."

I said, "I am not sure. This one might take some extra planning. I promise to let you know as soon as I am sure."

She gave me a kiss then said, "Baby I love you so much."

"I love you too Babe."

****

The following morning the phone rang and I saw it was Karen. "Hello Mom, what's up? Have you talked to your friend?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact that is why I am calling. I talked to her last night. I told her most of the story, but she doesn't know Lisa is my daughter. I told her how you set up dates and how Lisa has to go with whomever you select. I told her she would be Lisa's first woman and she thought the whole idea was incredibly hot. She is expecting a call from you. I told her I didn't know when or even if you would call, but she assured me she is very interested."

"Thanks Mom, that is fantastic. Do you have her name and phone number?"

"Yes I will text it to you along with her address in case you want to meet her face to face."

"Great, yes I always like to meet her dates beforehand. Send me the information and I will give her a call. I will be sure to let you know what she says."

"Thanks Paul. Good Luck!"

I hung up the phone and about five minutes later my phone announced I had a text message. I saw the woman's name was Rita and the address was in a very nice part of the city. My nice I mean expensive.

Dialing the number a woman with a very sexy voice answered, "Hello?"

"Yes Rita, this is Paul. I am friends with Karen."

"Oh yes Paul. Karen spoke very highly of you and told me all about what you and your wife are into. It sounds like you are a couple who has a lot of fun."

"We try. I guess Karen told you all about us and what we do. Is there a time you and I could meet?"

"Sure Honey, are you free this evening?"

"I can be. Will 5:30 work for you?"

"Yes, I will leave your name at the gate. See you at 5:30."

As I hung up the phone I now realized just where this woman lived. She was in a gated community and there were some extremely expensive homes in that area.

Five o'clock finally came. I wasted no time getting to my car and heading out in the direction of where Rita lived. As she promised the guard at the gate said I was on the list and that I was expected.

When I found her address I was very impressed and wondered what she and/or her husband did to be able to afford a place such as this. I rang the bell and a woman in her mid 40's answered the door. She was nicely dressed and very attractive. Thinking to myself I wondered what I was doing setting my wife up with this woman. I should be setting myself up with her. I had visions dancing in my head of my mother-in-law and this women naked and in bed together.

The woman extended her hand and said, "I take it you are Paul?"

Taking her hand I said, "And you must be Rita."

"Yes Sir, come on in before the neighbors begin talking."

I had to laugh. If what Karen had told me was true this woman's neighbors were very likely already talking. Rita led me into a formal living room where she offered me a seat on the couch. I sat at one end while she sat facing me at the opposite end. She pulled her feet up and folded her legs. She looked comfortable and was not being too forward. She had kicked her shoes off and her bare feet were resting near her ass.

"Honey you are going to have to tell me about your wife and this thing the two of you do. Karen briefly told me about it, but I would like to hear the full story from you."

I proceeded to tell her how it all worked and included I had never set Lisa up on a date with another woman. I confessed I did not know how it would go. She asked if I had a photo of Lisa and I had two just for this purpose.

The first was a bikini shot with Lisa in a hot pink bikini. She looked and said, "I am impressed." She watched as I pulled out a second photo. In this she was in the same hot pink bikini, but she had removed her top.

Rita held onto this photo and was looking at it as if memorizing it. She finally looked up and said, "She is younger than I expected and she is absolutely beautiful." Then handing the photo back to me she said, "I am certainly interested if you still want to do this."

"Good, because I do. Karen said you are very good with women and especially women having limited experience with other women."

"Did she, well that was nice of her. I do have to confess I don't understand why Karen is letting me have this little doll and not do this herself."

"It is complicated, but when I asked her about a woman she said you were her first pick."

"I can tell you I am already looking forward to this."

About then I heard a male voice calling to Rita. She said, "Honey I am in here. We have company. Come in and meet him."

"A man maybe ten to fifteen years older than Rita emerged from the back. He was dressed as if he had just come from the office. He had a pleasant smile and extended his hand to me. I began to stand, but he said, "Stay as you were. No need to get up on my account."

"Honey this is Paul. He is the husband of the woman I told you about. You know, the one Karen mentioned."

I saw the light come on in his head. He grinned then said, "So you are the man who surprises his wife with dates and now you want your wife to experience a woman?"

"Yes Sir, that pretty much sums it up."

Looking at me Rita said, "Show him her photos."

I handed the man both of the photos I had shown Rita. He let out a low whistle and said, "If you are ever in need of an old man for this beauty, please do keep me in mind."

Rita waved her hand at her husband in a dismissive motion and said, "Don't pay any attention to him. He is just a horny old fucker and now that he has seen the photos of your wife I will have to take care of him after you leave."

I was a little embarrassed but they were laughing. Rita said, "Well you probably need to get home to that cute little wife of yours. If you are still interested, when did you have in mind for this date?"

I explained the process of Friday evenings and returning her Monday morning. Rita liked the idea and said she would be interested in spending the night at the hotel. She said she would be at our house at 5:30 sharp.

I told her I would not see her again until she brought Lisa home Saturday morning. She said Karen had explained that and she would be there Friday to get Lisa.

"Remember, she can't refuse the dates I set up for her. She is yours until Saturday noon. Just make sure you both have fun and please show her what it is like to be with a woman. I do believe Karen is interested in dating Lisa if this all works out as I expect. Please don't tell her Karen wants to date her, I want each date she has to be a surprise."

"You have my word and I promise you once she gets used to the idea, she will have a lot of fun. Men are good, but women are special."

"Thank you Rita. I know this will be a lot of fun."

As I left the house I was thinking of Rita getting some hard cock very shortly. It was obvious her husband had been impressed and aroused with the photos of my wife. I had called Lisa and told her I would be a little late getting home. I told her I had someone I needed to meet and would explain later.

When I walked in the house I could see the excited anticipation on Lisa's face, but to her credit she did not ask any questions. We ate dinner and afterward were on the couch watching a movie. I had my arm around her shoulders and gave her shoulder a squeeze then said, "I met someone this evening I am sure you are going to like." I wanted to plant the seed in her thoughts that she would enjoy the experience. I was fairly certain she would anyway, but it never hurts to make sure.

Innocently she looked at me and asked, "Who was it?"

I never tell her who her date will be with, but instead said, "It was your date for Friday night."

A huge smile appeared on her face as she said, "Really? You have a date for me this coming Friday?"

"Yes and like most of your dates you will be spending the night. This person is quite a bit different from any of the others and I am sure you are going to find this date to be a lot of fun."

I could see the trepidation in her eyes. I realized I might have said too much. "Baby, don't worry about it. You know I would never put you in a situation you could not handle. Trust me on this one, I know you are going to enjoy it and this date will be one of your favorite and most memorable."

"Okay, Honey. You know I trust your decisions and am always up for something new."

"That's my girl. I am even looking forward to this one."

Nothing more was said about the date and it felt as if she had snuggled in closer against me. After the movie we went to bed and made love. It was plain vanilla sex, but for me it was special in a different way. This weekend my wife would learn how to pleasure another woman and I was excited to hear all about it.

Chapter 15 - Touch of a Woman (Lisa)

As I am getting ready for my date tonight I can't stop thinking back to this past Wednesday when Paul told me he had arranged a date for me tonight. Normally he finds some handsome hunk who picks me up and fucks my brains out leaving me wanting more from my husband. I tell him all about the date when we are in bed.

The first time he altered this pattern was my last date. He told me the man picking me up was someone special. As it turned out my date was with my own father. The sex was fantastic, but the emotional bond between my father and me became much stronger. I think about that date all the time. Tonight is the second time Paul has told me something like that. I have no idea who this man will be or why he is so special. I can't think of any man who would be more special than Daddy.

Per our routine Paul will not tell me who my date is. I will not learn his identity until he shows up at the door to pick me up. For me each of these dates is a blind date. The only thing I know is we will go to dinner. After dinner we usually go dancing, if the man can dance, then head to the hotel room where the real fun begins. Most men like to spend the night with me then take me home Saturday morning. That is actually my preference as well. Paul said the man tonight wants to spend the night, so I have packed a change of clothes to wear home.

I glance at the clock and see it is 3 o'clock, which gives me two and a half hours to finish and be ready when my date arrives. As usual I run a razor over my legs, under my arms and most importantly over my mons and between my legs. Satisfied I am silky smooth and that my date will be impressed I sit at my dressing table to apply my makeup.

For tonight I have selected something a little more conservative than what I wore on my date with Daddy. While it was very exciting the semi-transparent blouse did cause me a little embarrassment, but I know Daddy enjoyed it. I might just save that blouse for him.

I decided for tonight I would wear a black satin and lace shelf bra. All guys love the partial cup bras and how they put my tits on display. I like the way my blouse rubs against my nipples and is constantly sending little waves of pleasure directly to my clit. I decided to wear a tiny black lace g-string. It is good only for decoration and serves no other useful purpose. The panel in the garment is lace and shows lots of skin. Paul has told me I look sexy and even more naked wearing it than I do with nothing under my skirt at all. I have several of these since each time I wear it I never get home with it. The guys love it so much they want to keep it as a trophy. I don't mind and think it is kinda cute.

Topping my underwear I put on a silk blouse and white form fitting mini-skirt. A black pair of five inch stilettos, with five gold bangles on my wrist and a gold herringbone necklace complete my outfit. A touch of my best perfume between my breasts, behind my ears and applied to my inner thighs completes the package my date will see.

I can hear Paul downstairs. He likes when I walk out of the bedroom and sees how I am dressed for my date. This is also one of my favorite moments. The look of admiration I see in his eyes does more for my confidence than anything else can do. When my date arrives Paul will hide and watch from a secluded spot. The look on my husband's face and seeing the front of his pants bulge when he sees me are the best parts of my blind dates.

Grabbing my overnight bag with my change of clothes and makeup I head downstairs. Paul does not disappoint me with his smile. I love him so much and we both thoroughly enjoy the Hotwife lifestyle. Most people don't understand, but for us it is lots of fun and makes our love for each other even stronger. I pride myself on being willing to try anything at least once. In this lifestyle I have discovered things I never would have considered. Many of these are now some of my favorite things to do. For example, I never thought I would like anal sex, but now it is at the top of my list of favorite ways to please a man.

Wrapping his arms around me Paul said, "Baby you look fantastic. Your date is going to be very impressed. Last week you came back inside and talked to me when you saw it was your father. Tonight, regardless of who is standing on the porch when you open the door, do not look back, just go and enjoy your night. Remember I want to hear all about it, with not one detail omitted."

"Baby, are sure about this?" I asked.

He assured me saying, "Absolutely. Just trust me."

"Do you know him?" I asked.

"Let's just say a very close friend of mine knows your date intimately."

"Honey you know I love you, but I have to confess I am nervous."

"That is okay and to be expected, but have I ever set up a date that wasn't fun? I do believe some of your best where those you were most nervous about."

I grinned then said, "That is true and some were better than others, but you are right. They have all been fun."

"Tonight is the same. Remember how much I love you."

The door chime sounded and I felt my heart immediately leap up into my throat. Looking at Paul he was smiling and motioning with his hands for me to go saying, "Go, don't keep your date waiting."

Once at the door I looked back to make sure Paul was in his hiding spot. I took a deep breath and turned the door know and pulled the door open. What I saw confused the hell out of me. A very well dressed very attractive woman was standing there. I wondered what she wanted and why she had come at such an inconvenient time. I had to get rid of her before my date arrived. Looking at my watch I saw it was 5:35 and my date would be here any minute.

I started to turn away and call to Paul, when the woman spoke up saying, "Lisa, I know this is not your usual date."

Frozen half way in my turn to find Paul, I realized what was happening. Paul had never said my date was with a man, I just assumed it was. Every date he had set up for me had been with a man, so it was a logical assumption. Why had he set me up with a woman? Part of our agreement included me having sex with the dates Paul arranged. Was I expected to have sex with this woman?

I am sure she could see the shock or possibly even terror on my face when I turned back to face her. She took my hands in hers and said, "Honey my name is Rita and your husband want's you to experience the joys of intimacy with another woman. I promise to not bite, well at least no too hard." She gave me a grin and seemed to understand my nervousness.

Looking past her I saw a white limousine parked at the curb. This was the second date I had ever had where I was picked me up in a limo. Looking back at her I was speechless and had no idea what to say or do. She said, "I understand you have a bag. If you will get it we can go to dinner and get to know each other. At dinner we can discuss what we want to do on our date."

There it was confirmed, she was my date for the night. I picked up my overnight bag from the floor and as Paul said, I didn't look back to find him; although I new he was watching and most likely had his hard cock out and in his hand as he watched.

Stepping onto the porch I was thinking to myself and had to admit this woman was very pretty, she seemed to understand everything and had a pleasant personality from what little I had seen. My deal with Paul is I would go on any date he set up for me. I had made that commitment as part of our Hotwife lifestyle. He could send me on a date with anyone he wanted and I trusted him with my life to not put me in danger. Never had Paul arranged a date for me whose cock hadn't found it's way in me at least a couple of times before he brought be back home.

As we got closer to the limo I could see the driver was a very pretty woman dressed in a chauffeur's uniform complete with a cute little uniform hat and mini-skirt. Her long blonde hair was stuffed under her cap. She smiled sweetly as we approached and held the door open for us. Once inside I scooted across the seat to the other side. Rita got in next and the driver closed the door. As the driver was walking around to get in and drive us to our destination, Rita patted the seat next to her and said, "Honey, come closer. You are such a beautiful little thing."

With a stomach churning with nerves I moved across the bench seat toward her until she put her hand on my bare leg and said, "There now, that is so much better."

The driver got in and I saw the privacy screen was down. Once she started the car I heard the hum of a motor and saw the screen rise sealing Rita and me in privacy. I was looking straight ahead when I felt Rita's fingers on my chin. She gently pulled my chin until our eyes met. "Sweetie, you are simply exquisite. Tonight is ours and I understand the arrangement you and your husband have. I also know you are not permitted to refuse a date. I want you to know I have been looking forward to this, and thinking of little else, since I talked to your husband a couple of days ago. The excitement almost killed me. Even though I am very excited, we will not do anything you don't want to do - that is a promise from me to you. If at any time you decide you want to go home, I will see to it you are safely returned home to Paul. I honestly hope that does not happen until tomorrow, but it will be your choice. Let's take this one step at a time and see how it goes. Is that agreeable?"

"Yes Ma'am and thank you."

She smiled and said, "Excellent, but it is Rita, not ma'am. After all if my hopes come true, before morning we are going to know each other intimately."

Rita's hand remained on my leg, but she didn't move it higher like most of the men. I began to relax as she opened the bar and asked if I wanted a cocktail. I accepted and as I swallowed the liquid I was grateful for the warmth of the alcohol sliding down my throat.

With her other hand, the one not on my leg, she took my hand and placed it on her bare leg. It felt so strange to be touching another woman in such a manner. With men I knew what to say and do, but with a woman I was totally at a loss. Rita must have sensed my dilemma and said, "Let me tell you about myself then you can share what you would like about yourself. First of all, I am happily married to a Real Estate developer. The fact is he developed the community where we live.. Contrary to what you were probably thinking I am not a Lesbian but I am bi-sexual. I find enjoyment being with both men and women. In fact one of my best friends suggested this date. She put me in touch with your husband and, as they say, the rest is history. My husband and I belong to a swingers club and enjoy being around other people with the same interests. I have to admit this Hotwife stuff is new to me, but I can see where it could be a lot of fun."

"Tonight I have planned a nice dinner at a small and very exclusive restaurant. I do hope you enjoy the meal I have selected. The chef has been preparing it all day and he has never disappointed me. I have to admit when Paul showed me the photos of you I was immediately ready to do whatever it took to spend time with you." She laughed then said, "It was not just me, my husband was also very impressed. There is so much to say and I don't want to bore you. Do you have any questions?"

"Ma'am - I mean Rita - if you don't mind, you said a friend of yours and Paul's suggested this date. Are you free to tell me who that was? I was just curious if I know her, or I assume it was a woman."

"Yes, it was a woman and I see no reason to not tell you, but maybe that is something it would be better if your husband shared with you. I honestly don't know whether or not it is someone you know."

"Okay, I understand. Maybe you already know, but I have never been with another woman. Even though I haven't been with a woman, I am always open to new experiences. I want you to know I think you are very pretty and I will do my best to make this an enjoyable evening."

"I know you will Honey and just think of me as one of your girl friends and we are out on the town for some fun."

As she said that she squeezed my thigh and gave me a warm smile. She slowly leaned toward me while maintaining eye contact. I could see she wanted to kiss, but she was giving me time to pull back or look away if I was not ready for that. My eyes remained locked on hers then I felt her lips touch mine as she gave me a very gentle kiss. She pulled back and looked at me for a reaction. When I didn't move she leaned toward me again and touched my lips again. This time I closed my eyes enjoying the softness of her lips and the soft skin around her lips. The absence of a man's beard or razor stubble was different, but nice. When she pulled back it took me a moment before I opened my eyes.

Upon opening my eyes I saw her watching me and smiling. She said, "That was nice, don't you think?"

"Yes Ma'am, very nice."

I saw a frown on her face then quickly added, "I'm sorry I meant, Rita."

Her frown turned to a smile then she said, "Much better. I predict we are going to have a fun evening."

****

Our driver pulled up in front of a building in a very wealthy part of the city. Seeing the name of the restaurant on the front door, I knew I had heard of it, but had never eaten there. Our diver jumped out and held the door of the limo open for us as we got out. I was accustom to a man offering me his elbow and escorting me in that manner. Rita took hold of my hand and for some reason her doing this embarrassed me. I guess I was afraid people would see us and think we were a lesbian couple.

Upon further thought I realized for this evening that was exactly what we were. Sure Rita was bi-sexual and not truly Lesbian, or at least that is what she had said, but tonight it was just the two of us with no men. Rita didn't have hold of my hand to show me off as her trophy, like so many men had done, but it was more of a friendship type of touch.

Upon entering the people in the restaurant greeted her making it obvious she had been here quite often. Apparently to explain their familiarity she quietly said, "My husband and I come here all the time. It is one of our favorites." She then gave my hand a squeeze as we were led to a table at the back of the restaurant in a corner with romantic subdued lighting.

The man seating us held our chairs as we sat at the table. Dishes and flatware had been placed on the table for two patrons sitting not across the table from each other, but rather with me on Rita's left. We had just been seated when another man appeared with a bottle of wine. He opened it at the table and poured a small amount into a glass for Rita to taste. She did and nodded her head letting him know it met her approval. He then poured a glass for me and filled Rita's glass.

It was strange being in a restaurant where no orders were placed and I saw no menus. Rita said she had arranged for dinner and it would be served one course after another. When we were finished I was stuffed and can't remember when I have had such delicious food. After the dishes had been cleared the waiter brought us each a cup of after dinner coffee along with a chocolate tart.

This was time to relax and let everything digest. Rita asked, "What do you normally do on your dates?"

"You mean..."

"Honey, please excuse me, what I meant was what do you do before retiring to your hotel room for the night?"

I smiled and said, "Sometimes nothing, but many times we go dancing. It depends on what the man I am with wants to do, or in this case what you would like to do."

Giving me a grin she said, "I have an idea and I don't believe you have ever danced quite like what I have in mind. If you are up for it, let's go to a special club and do a little dancing."

Wondering what she had in mind I was not sure what kind of dancing two women could do and not stand out as being odd. The only thing I could think of was line dancing in a country western venue. I said, "Sure, whatever you would like to do. I am your date."

Rita smiled and said, "And such an adorable date at that."

I know I was blushing at her compliment. We finished our coffee and chocolate then headed back to the limo. I noticed Rita did not leave a tip or pay for the food and wine. She likely saw my confusion and said, "Honey, they bill us monthly. We are not skipping out without paying."

With her holding my hand again we got into the limo. It dawned on me our driver could have easily been a model. She was quite a bit taller than me, thin and had long gorgeous legs. Rita saw me looking and said, "She is very pretty, isn't she?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yes, I was just thinking she could be a model."

Rita laughed then said, "Honey she is. She works for us part time as a driver, but she travels all over the world modeling. She has been in those sport magazines swimsuit editions my husband enjoys so much.. Look sometime and I am sure you will see her photos."

I was hesitant to ask, but had to know. "Is she..."

"No, unfortunately. She is only into men, but she does not judge me for my taste for both men and the softness of female flesh."

I heard the motor of the privacy screen lower and then heard the driver ask, "Where to next ma'am?"

"We want to go dancing. You know the place we talked about?"

"Yes Ma'am," followed by the sound of the screen motor as the privacy screen was closed.

"This is a place I have been to before, but not a lot. It is fun and safe and the best part is two women or two men dancing is not out of the ordinary, but instead, expected."

I may be new to all this but I knew we were headed to a gay/lesbian club when I heard it described like that. I had never been to one, but knew I was soon going to expand my horizons one notch further.

Rita's hand was back on my leg, but this time a little higher than it had been earlier. When I felt her squeeze me I realized I had been staring straight ahead. I turned my head to look at her and saw concern on her face. "Honey is everything okay? If you don't want to go to the club, we don't have to go."

"No, I was just thinking. I am with you and if you think we will enjoy the club, I am eager to give it a try. It might be a lot of fun."

Patting my leg and using the opportunity to move her hand a little higher she said, "Good girl. If you feel uncomfortable and want to leave that is fine. Just let me know, but these people are good folks. Some are strictly gay or lesbian, but there are a good number of them who are bi, like me. Just play along and if you get into an awkward situation let me know and I will help. Also, if my hand bothers you please let me know. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"No ma'am, it actually feel very nice."

She smiled and nothing more was said. We pulled up in front of the club and I was happy to see we were in a nice part of town and there were two other limos parked in the area. In the parking lot were several expensive sports cars and the people I saw outside looked clean cut and nicely dressed. I am not sure what I was expecting, but so far so good.

After getting out of the car Rita had a tighter grip on my hand and her demeanor seemed different. Rather than friends, like she had portrayed at the restaurant now it was more like I was her date or maybe even her property. It was like she was announcing to those who saw us that I belonged to her. Given the circumstances, I didn't mind at all.

When we entered the club it was well lit and nicely decorated. There were men and women at a few tables, but most had either all men or all women. I saw very few couples comprised of a man and a woman. The dance floor was busy, but not overly crowded and all the couples dancing were same sex.

Rita found us a table where we could sit and watch the dance floor. A girl took our drink orders. I found the outfit she was wearing to be very interesting. She wore a pink tube around her breasts and a short pink leather jacket that ended a little below her breasts. Below the jacket she was bare to her waist. She did have a gold hoop with a pink rhinestone through a piercing in her belly button. The skirt she was wearing matched the glossy pink leather jacket. The hem of the skirt was barely below her pussy and clearly placed a good portion of her cheeks on display. She wore pink leather boots with a four inch heel. The boots came all the way up to mid-thigh. She was maybe 20 or 22 at the most and screamed sex.

Rita saw me looking at her and said, "She is a cute one. You will see all sorts of outfits in here. The management encourages the staff to dress however they want, there is no uniform. You never know what you will see. Once in a while you will see bare tits, but I think that is a health code violation and can get them in trouble if they get caught, so you don't see it very often. The later it gets the wilder things get in here."

We waited and watched the dancers until our cute little waitress returned with our order. I drank half the glass as I looked around the club watching what was going on. I turned my attention to Rita when I felt her take hold of my hand. She lifted it to her lips and kissed it. Then put my hand on top of the table while keeping her firm hold on me. I knew then she was making it clear to everyone I was hers.

She leaned over and said, "You are just too much temptation for this crowd. I have to let them know you are mine, otherwise they will put the moves on you and we both know I am the only one who is going to put the moves on you tonight." She grinned which caused me to blush and smile back. She then leaned into me and gave me a kiss unlike those we had shared in the limo. This kiss had some passion behind it and I found myself really enjoying it a lot. I was surprised it didn't bother me knowing people were watching.

When our lips parted she said, "Come on Honey, let's dance."

Eagerly I got up and followed as she had hold of my hand and led me to the middle of the dance floor. The music playing was for slow dancing, as had been most of the songs I had heard so far. Normally when I am dancing I enjoy the feeling of a hard cock pressing against me. Dancing with another woman is much different. Feeling her breasts pressing against me was different, but not unpleasant. She took the lead and I followed.

Rita was a decent dancer and I enjoyed dancing with her. I saw a woman approach Rita. She was dressed like a man and her hair was cut very short. It looked as it she wanted to dance with me and I was sure Rita would refuse. Much to my surprise Rita released her hold on me and let the woman step in and take her place. Rita said, "I will be over at our table. Have fun."

I was not so sure about this, but did not say anything. It was all so new and I was in uncharted waters. The woman gave me a smile and said, "Honey you are sure a pretty little thing. I could eat you up right here."

Not knowing what to do I did the only thing I could. I thanked her and smiled as she pulled me tight against her body. It took a few seconds for me to relax and get into the change of partners, but we were soon dancing to some faster songs and I found I was having a lot of fun. The woman I was dancing with was very good and other that the fact my dance partner had soft skin and breasts it wasn't much different than dancing with a man.

When the song ended she said, "Honey my name is Stella and if you ever what to have fun, everyone here knows me. Just let them know." She lifted my hand to her lips turned my palm up and placed a kiss in the middle of my palm. She folded my fingers over the kiss and said, "You are so pretty you make me ache. Thank you for the dance."

Momentarily I was stunned by her comments and found myself holding my hand closed sealing in her kiss. I then looked toward our table and saw Rita smiling and motioning me to our table. "Tell me, how did you like Stella?"

"She was very nice," I said.

"Yes, she is one of the few true lesbians I know very well. She can come across as being a little rough around the edges, but she is quite a nice lover if you are into her type."

Rita was looking at me like a dog looking at a t-bone steak. She asked, "Are you ready to move on, or would you like to dance some more?"

"I want what you want."

"Okay then, let's get out of here and go someplace we can get comfortable and much better acquainted."

Chapter 16 - Taste of a Woman (Lisa)

After leaving the club I thanked Rita for taking me there. "I was not sure what to expect, but I had fun and I did like Stella."

"That makes me feel good. I want us both to enjoy the evening and I was not sure you would like the club. I realize it is somewhat different than what you are accustomed to."

"This whole evening has been different, but I am enjoying it." Her hand was already back on my thigh when I toughed her hand and slid her hand much higher on my thigh. Rita gave me a big smile and said, "That's my girl. We are going to have fun tonight." Keeping her hand on my bare thigh she wrapped her other arm around me and pulled me to her giving me a smoking hot kiss.

As we was kissing I could feel her fingers rubbing against the lace panel of my g-string. This is the first time a woman had ever touched me there in this manner and it was very arousing. I found I was pushing my hips forward slightly encouraging her to press against me harder.

I knew our next stop would be the hotel. I found myself more curious than apprehensive. I had found Rita to be very nice and I had to admit she knew how to kiss. I even liked her aggressiveness and her touch. I was becoming more and more curious as to who it had been that suggested this kind of date to Paul, and why with Rita. I had absolutely nothing against Rita, I just wanted to know why she had been chosen. Then it dawned on me who might be behind this.

"Rita, if I ask you a direct question, will you promise to answer it truthfully?"

She looked at me and I felt her fingers stop moving against my clit. After a few moments, she said, "I guess I owe you that. I will answer if I can."

"The person you and Paul know who suggested this, is that person's name Karen?"

Before she said a word the look on her face told me I had guess correctly. What surprised me was her answer was a question. She asked, "Do you know Karen?" I not only knew who had suggested this date with Rita I also knew for some reason my mother had not told Rita her date for the evening was her daughter.

I said, "She is someone I know Paul has talked to before regarding my dates."

Rita smiled and said, "She is a wonderful woman. She and I met at a club where we adults tend to get naked and have fun."

It was coming together now. Mom had told me she and Daddy belong to a swingers club and my hunch was Mom and Rita had spent some time together similar to what Rita and I were about to do. My only question now was why. Why had my mother wanted my husband to set me up on a date with another woman? There was one obvious answer to my unspoken question, but was it possible that could be the reason?

The driver dropped us off at the front door of a newly remodeled hotel. The hotel was old and rich with the history of the city. The grand reopening had been big news and the suites were supposed to be very nice. I was excited to get the opportunity to see the restoration work that had been done.

Rita checked us in and the desk clerk handed Rita our room key. A Bellman accompanied us to the room even thought our luggage was very minimal. I figured he had to make a living and this was the only way he would get a tip. He showed us into a spacious suite and pointed out all the features of the room. Rita gave him a wad of bills as a tip. I didn't know or care how much she gave him, but it must have been substantial by the way he acted.

When the door closed behind him we stood there looking at each other. Rita broke the silence saying, "I have been waiting all night for this. Are you okay with everything so far?"

"Yes, I am more than okay with whatever you have planned. It has been a fabulous evening."

Smiling she came toward me closing the space between us. She lifted my chin and kissed my lips. She then began unbuttoning my blouse. Holding my arms to the side, allowing her to unwrap her package, I watched to see her reaction when she saw my bra. I had worn it knowing men love the way it displays my nipples. Never did I dream it would be a woman who would be looking at it.

When she pulled my blouse open and she saw my breasts a huge smile appeared. She reached out and pinched my nipples one at a time. I winched a little when she pinched the second one a little harder. "Sweetie, are you nipples sensitive?"

"Yes ma'am. They have always been very sensitive." Immediately I realized what I had said, but it felt right. More importantly I think Rita liked it since she didn't correct me. It was one thing to be in the restaurant, but quite another in our surroundings with her undressing me. I felt more submissive showing her a higher level of respect and I hoped she didn't mind.

She smiled and leaned down to suck on the one she had pinched the hardest. "Does that feel batter Sweetie?"

"Yes ma'am. Much better."

"I think I want to leave this bra on you. It is just so sexy. Now let's get rid of that tiny little skirt."

She found the button and zipper at my hip and released the skirt so it could be pulled down and I could step out of it. She gave me a smile when she saw my g-string. She said, "I thought it felt like lace when I touched it in the car. That is adorable."

"Thank you ma'am."

"You had no idea you were dressing for a woman did you? You were expecting some handsome stud to see your bra and tiny little g-string. Am I right?"

"Yes ma'am, but I am happy it is you."

She looked back at the g-string then up at me before smiling and saying, "Me too."

She lowered my g-string and said, "You don't mind if I keep this, do you? I want it as a keepsake of our date."

"No ma'am, not at all. I would like that." The truth was most of my dates wanted to keep my panties, if I was wearing any, so it didn't bother me that she wanted the same thing. I was glad she wanted to remember our night together.

She held the tiny garment to her nose and smelled it. I had seen men do this, but never expected another woman to be turned on by the aroma of my pussy. Next she unbuckled my heels and removed them. There I was dressed in only my bra and she was still fully clothed. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight against her. With her hands she roamed my body and I found other than her hands being softer this was not a whole lot different than what men liked doing.

Without her saying anything I removed the bangles from my wrist then began to remove her clothes. She had a firm body and her breasts were natural. Her skin felt so smooth and soft. She was only in her mid 40's by my estimation so by no means was she old. She obviously kept her body in shape and her tummy was flat with no bulge. She was maybe 15 years older than me and I hoped I looked as good as her when I was her age.

With what little I knew of her it did not surprise me to see her pussy was as bald as mine. With her fully naked we stood there holding each other. Finally she took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She helped me onto the bed and on my back before climbing onto the bed and laying partially on top of me. She put her leg between mine and brought it up tight against my pussy. The sensation was nice. Her breasts were pressed against mine and we kissed. She kissed better than any man I had ever been with and I could not get enough of her.

She pulled back from me and just looked into my eyes. I saw her hands close around her left breast holding it and offering it to me. She moved toward me placing her nipple at my lips. Licking her nipple flesh caused her to moan and close her eyes. She pressed her breast against my mouth. With my mouth wide open I sucked as much of her breast into my mouth as possible. I felt her hard little nipple and flicked my tongue across it causing it to get even harder.

Closing my teeth on her nipple I gently applied pressure. The volume and intensity of her moans kept increasing. I knew it was easy to apply too much pressure and didn't want to cause pain. I released her from my teeth and reached up and moved her other breast to my mouth. Holding it I gave it the same treatment. As I was flicking my tongue across her nipple Rita asked, "Where have you been all my life?"

Sliding down my body Rita was taking control as she sucked one of my nipples then the next one into her mouth. She made my nipples hard then lightly closed her teeth on them sending a chill directly to my clit. As she enjoyed my tits her fingers danced across my flesh between my legs. She worked her fingers between my lips then alternated between stroking and lightly pinching my clit. I could feel I was soaking wet and then felt her fingers enter me. She went directly to my G-spot and began to rub it. I had tried to get Paul to do this, but he had trouble finding the right spot. Rita had no trouble at all.

My hips were bucking off the bed as she continued to work her fingers inside me. I knew I was about to cum when she stopped and pulled her fingers out. She propped herself up on her elbow and was looking down at me as she brought the hand that had just been inside me to my mouth. Instinctively I knew what to do and parted my lips allowing her to slip her fingers into my mouth. I had tasted my pussy on my own fingers and on the various cocks of the men I had been with. I found a man always enjoys having a woman clean his cock with her mouth after he has fucked her; so the taste of my own pussy was nothing new and something I liked doing.

With my eyes on hers I sucked her fingers clean one at a time. She was grinning at me as she watched. Once the last was clean she leaned down and kissed me. As our lips parted she slid down my body kissing her way down to my mons. I have had my pussy eaten by several men, but never by a woman. Rita knew exactly what to do. She moved from my bald mons to the crease where my lips met. She pushed her tongue between my lips and into my pussy. She moved back up to concentrate the tip of her tongue directly on my clit.

My eyes were closed as I kept lifting my hips off the mattress to press myself against her mouth. I was in paradise and loving every second this woman's talented mouth was touching me. She brought me to a massive orgasm that left me breathing hard and wanting more. She moved back up to kiss me and asked, "Ready to try it yourself?"

I said, "Yes ma'am."

She lay on her back and said, "Do just what I did. Do to me what feels good to you."

I was looking at her body admiring her tan. She obviously had a private pool or spent time on tanning beds. Her tan was full coverage leaving no tan lines. "Do you lay by your pool nude?"

Smiling she said, "Yes I just hate tan lines."

Leaning down I touched my tongue to her nipple. I barely flicked it back and forth causing the tiny muscles in her nipple to constrict and make hard little points. She was breathing hard and moaning. Copying what she had done to me I lowered my hand to between her legs and began lightly stroking her lips below which her clit was hidden.

Her hands came up and were on the back of my head pulling my mouth harder against her breasts. The fact I was giving sexual pleasure to another woman excited me.

"Oh yes Baby, that is perfect. You are a natural at this. Just keep doing what you are doing now."

Deciding to step out on a limb, I knew most people like dirty talk when in the throws of sexual enjoyment. I was flicking my tongue across her nipple while tightly strumming my fingers on her clit when I looked and asked, "Is this how Karen does it?"

She obviously wasn't thinking about what she was saying as she let it slip, "No Sweetie you are much better."

My suspicion had been confirmed that Rita and Mom were lovers. The next question I didn't know if she had the answer for and decided I really didn't want to hear the answer from Rita anyway. I went back to concentrating on making Rita feel good. It was time for me to taste the pussy of another woman. I had tasted my own several times and now I would taste Rita's.

I moved my hand from her pussy to begin tickling her inner thighs. Moving my mouth from her breasts I moved down her taught and toned tummy then on down to her mons. I could smell the aroma of her excitement and this woman smelled good. Next I moved between her legs spreading them wide. Using my thumbs I separated her lips to reveal her wet pink sex.

As I looked into her I wondered how many other women had seen Rita from this vantage point and how many hard cocks had entered her body pushing through these beautiful plump lips. This was the first time I had looked into a woman from this vantage point and being this close. I could see the small nub of her clit at the top as it glistened with moisture. It was poised there begging to be touched. I wanted to taste it and make her cum with a powerful climax.

It was then I remembered her manipulations of my g-spot and how good it had felt. Inserting my fingers into her I lowered my mouth to taste her clit. I alternated between sucking on her clit and flicking my tongue across it while at the same time I found her g-spot and began gently rubbing my finger across it.

Rita was now moaning loudly as she bucked her hips so hard I was having a difficult time maintaining contact with her clit. I knew she was close, but before I knew what happened she was squirting her fluids onto my chin and chest. I was sprayed liberally with her squirting as her orgasm swept over her. I kept licking and cleaning up her juices until she placed a hand on each side of my head and said, "Stop Honey, I need to catch my breath. That was fantastic. Are you sure you have never been with a woman before?"

"Yes ma'am, I am positive. Did I really do well?"

"Baby you did so much better than just well, you are a natural!"

We lay there in each other's arms kissing and enjoying touching each other. This was my first time with a woman, but I was pretty sure I am bi-sexual. I hope this does not bother Paul, but he is the one who introduced me to this wonderful new side of me. I was secretly hopeful my suspicion as to why my mother wanted Paul to set me up on a date with Rita was true. I was pretty sure Mom wanted some of what Daddy had recently experienced and if that was the case, I was ready and willing.

Rita eventually took my bra off, which did feel much more comfortable. I like the fact my sexy bra met with her approval, but it was nice laying there in bed with both of us completely nude and feeling her soft skin against my body.

We lay there for the longest time talking about sex and men. She asked if I liked sucking cocks and if I liked the taste of semen. She even asked what I thought about anal. I told her I enjoyed just about everything having to do with sex and I loved sucking on a man's hard cock as well as the taste of cum. I told her I always liked they way men reacted when I swallowed their cum. As for anal, I said I liked a cock in my ass as long as the man went slow at first. I told her how I am a natural submissive to which she said, "Honey you didn't need to tell me that. I knew that within the first five minutes of meeting you."

That surprised me and I told her. She said my insistence on calling her ma'am and how I was easily persuaded to do what she wanted were all strong indicators. She said the most telling indicator was my eagerness to let my husband set up dates for me and agreeing to date whoever he chose without ever meeting them. "Honey you not only let him set up the blind dates, you agree to let whoever he chooses fuck you. If that is not the mark of a submissive, I don't know what is. Don't get me wrong, I see nothing wrong with your attitude, I am just saying that is how I knew you were submissive."

I guess I can see her point, but I had not thought of it that way. She told me if I was ever interested she knew her husband really wanted to meet me and if it was okay with Paul she and her husband would like us to visit them so the guys could swap wives.

I told her I would tell Paul, but the decision was up to him. I assured her if it was up to me I would do it without a second thought. Rita told me she admired the way Paul and I had been able to add variety to our lives and at the same time maintain a strong marriage.

"Honey, most people can't do what we do without jealousy creeping in and taking control. You two have a very special relationship. Does your husband have any idea how fortunate he is?"

I was sincere when I said, "I am the lucky one. I have a wonderful husband who encourages me to have fun and enjoy life."

She pulled me tight against her, kissed me and we both fell off to sleep.

****

The sun coming in through the large windows overlooking the city, woke us both. We got up and wrapped ourselves in the plush robes the hotel furnished to those staying in the suites. Rita called down for breakfast to be brought up.

About 20 minutes later there was a knock at the door. Rita opened it and invited the man in. He placed the food on a table. His interest in what was hidden under both of our robes was very obvious as was the hard bulge in the front of his pants. Rita and I both took note of his interest. She retrieved some bills from her purse and handed them to the young man while I went over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and thanked him for bringing the food.

It was just a simple peck on the cheek, but I thought he might cum in his pants from that simple touch. When he was gone Rita laughed and asked, "Do you have that effect on all men?"

Grinning I said, "No just those who are young and very horny."

Rita laughed as we sat down to eat. We talked about all sorts of things, but nothing about the night before or sex of any type. After we finished eating and brushed our teeth Rita said, "I have one more thing I want to introduce you to before I have to take you home."

I was intrigued and asked what she needed me to do. "Let me see..." She was thinking and then said, "I think I want to blindfold you for this."

Several times before I had worn a blindfold and found it always added to my level of arousal. She retrieved a long narrow cloth from her bag. "First let's get rid of that robe." She helped me remove mine, but kept her own on. "Turn around."

I turned to face away from her and saw her lower the cloth over my eyes from behind. She tied it tightly then asked if I could see. I assured her I could not and she said, "Perfect." Helping me to the bed she laid me back gently placing my head on a pillow.

This was followed by the rustling of clothes and the sound of something with a faint sound of metal. Sort of like a tiny bell, but it wasn't a bell. She kept talking to me and told me I had to put my arms up over my head and keep them there.

Doing as instructed I placed my arms over my head resting them on the top of the pillow. A couple of the guys I had dated actually brought along straps with velcro cuffs they used to bind my arms to the bed. It had been both frightening and exciting. I sort of wished Rita had brought along something to bind me with. I knew I would trust her to tie me up.

I felt the mattress sag and knew Rita had climbed onto the bed. Next I felt her hands on my ankles as she spread my legs. I feel her warm breath on my pussy. I smiled knowing her mouth was inches from my wet lips.

"You like that?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am, very much. It feels good."

"Tell me how this feels."

She was moving and then there was something cold pressed against my pussy. I knew it wasn't a cock since no man was in our room and a cock is warm. Then I felt pressure against my pussy and felt my body being pierced. My pussy was being filled with something very large. I realized Rita had put on a strap-on cock and the metal I heard earlier was her buckling the belt to snug it up around her waist and pull it tight against her pussy.

"Ma'am, that feels very nice. It feels really big and almost feels real."

"This is how we replace men when is just us girls. I thought you might enjoy this."

I had to admit it did feel really good. "What about you?"

"You just concentrate on you. The dildo is a double ended one. One end it in me and the other end is in you. We are both getting fucked at the same time."

Next I felt the blindfold being removed. I opened my eyes and saw Rita over me like a man would be in missionary. Her breasts swaying up and down as she worked the artificial cock in and out of me.

"May I move my arms?"

"Yes, I just didn't want you touching me and feeling what I was doing."

I reached up and took hold of her breasts and pulled on them causing her to lower herself until I could take her nipples into my mouth. I sucked on her nipples as she fucked me. Her orgasm came first as she cried out. My own orgasm followed close behind. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down to lay her full weight on me. The dildo was still lodged inside me and I could feel the muscles deep inside my pussy squeezing the rubber cock as my orgasm brought wave after wave of wonderful pleasure.

With our breast mashed together we exchanged passionate kisses for several minutes. Eventually Rita rolled off of me and over to the side.

She lay there tracing imaginary lines across my breasts and nipples then said, "As much as I don't want to do this, I need to get you back home to your husband."

"Do we have to?" I asked. "I am enjoying myself so much."

"If I have any hopes of getting to take you on another date, I am afraid so. I have had such a wonderful time I really hate to let you go, but we better get around."

She was right and we both knew it. I also was also anxious to get home and talk to Paul, not to mention how much I wanted to talk to my mother. There were several questions I wanted answers to and at this point I was anxious to delve deeper and learn more about my parents sexual escapades. I knew I had learned a lot, but felt I had only begun to scratch the surface.

Chapter 17 - Back Home (Lisa)

When we got home Paul was waiting. The three of us went into the house and Rita must have thanked Paul at least ten times. She told him about the offer she had made me saying, "If you are interested in what an older woman can do, you and Lisa are welcome to come over. I know my husband wants to play with Lisa and I believe you and I can find something to do while he is keeping her occupied. The two of you think it over and you have my number. We will put some steaks on the grill and have a great time getting acquainted."

Her mentioning Paul being with an older woman made me smile as I thought about Mom having her way with him the previous weekend. For his part Paul seemed to be genuinely interested and told her we would talk about it and let her know. She gave Paul a kiss on the cheek then turning to me she pulled me into her arms and gave me a full on passionate kiss with Paul standing there enjoying the view.

Rita said her good-byes again and hurried out to the limo where that beautiful and sexy driver was waiting.

When I closed the door and turned toward Paul he was grinning and said, "Well, I have been dying to hear all the details. I looked down at his pants and said, "A girl has to have something to keep her occupied as she reveals all the hot details."

We both stripped then settled on the couch. Taking hold of his already hard cock I began telling him about my first date with a woman. I told him about how being with a woman was such a change from my normal dates and about how I had been skeptical at first. It took quite a while to tell it all, but I tried to explain the progression of Rita's effort to seduce me and how we went to the gay/lesbian club where I met Stella then to the hotel.

Paul showed some interest in visiting the club and we decided maybe later I could take him there so he could see for himself. As I talked I was slowly stroking his cock. A couple of times I had to stop otherwise he would have shot semen all over me and the couch.

"Honey I know it was Mom who suggested the date and that she and Rita have been lovers."

"Does Rita know Karen is your mother?"

"No, I could tell she didn't know so I didn't bring that up, but I do have a question I didn't think Rita had the answer to, but I have a feeling you do."

"And that is..."

"Why did Mom suggest you set up a date for me with a woman?"

"I am not totally sure. She didn't really say, but I have my suspicions."

"They are likely the same as mine," I said.

"Does that bother you?" he asked.

"No, not at all, I just want to know for sure. You can come if you want, but if you don't mind I want to go see Mom and have a serious talk with her."

"You know I don't mind, but maybe you should go by yourself. That way you can talk to your mother and father without me around to get in the way."

"Baby, you never are in the way, but I understand what you are saying. I am not sure how late I will be getting home and I hate doing this after you were alone all last night. It is just that I need to have a couple things answered and it will drive me nuts until I get those answers."

Paul said, "I understand and take all the time you need."

Chapter 18 - Getting Answers (Lisa)

I saw Daddy look up, from a project he was involved in, when he heard me drive up. He gave me a big smile and came out to greet me giving me a big hug.

"Baby I understand you had a date last night. How did it go?"

"Daddy it was wonderful, but I think Mom and I need to have a talk."

He gave me a sly grin and said, "That should be an interesting conversation."

"Daddy, does Mom...well, you know. Is she interested in me like that?"

Daddy smiled and said, "I really think that is something you and your mother need to talk about before I say anything. Why don't you go on in and discuss it with her."

"Daddy you are welcome to come and be a part of our conversation."

"No Honey, that is okay. This is a conversation I know you and your mother need to have and it should be a private conversation between just the two of you."

He was right, but I wanted him to not feel excluded. Before heading into the house I asked, "When are you going to come visit."

"Soon Honey, very soon."

Opening the door into the kitchen I saw Mom stirring something in a pot she had on the stove. She looked up and saw me. Her smile gave her away when she said, "Oh hi Honey. How was your date?"

"Mom it was absolutely fantastic, but we need to talk." I saw the initial smile when I told her it was fantastic fade when she realized she had some questions to answer. "Mom I know you suggested that Paul set me up on a date with Rita. My question is why did you want me to go on a date with a woman?"

"Honey I just thought it would be something different and that you might enjoy..."

"Mom, I am not mad. Not at all. I just want to know why you wanted me to go on a date with another woman? I also know you and Rita have been or are currently lovers. She is a wonderful woman and I am so happy you arranged for us to get together, but that does not answer my question. I have my suspicions and reasons for asking and I want to hear the answer directly from you."

She was looking at the pot on the stove and would not look up at me. I walked over to stand next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. "Mom, I love you and I know you love me. If you are wanting more, I understand and if that is what this is all about, well then..."

Dropping the spoon in the pot she turned toward me and said, "Honey, I had to know if you had any interest in women."

Taking her face between my hands I held her and placed a kiss on her lips. Her lips parted allowing my tongue to enter. She wrapped her arms around me as I released her face and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tight. When our lips parted she reached down and turned off the stove, then without a word being spoken we walked back to her and Daddy's bedroom pushing closed the door behind us.

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Two hours later we were laying in bed and I realized in less than 24 hours I had gone from knowing how I tasted to now knowing how two other women tasted. I told Mom about Rita, telling how her husband had an apparent interest in me and asked, "Have you and her husband, well you know..."

"Yes Baby and he is quite the stud. He is large in every way, if you know what I mean, and he knows how to use it."

"Mom you have gotten around quite a bit. Why didn't you just ask me about this woman thing?"

"Honey I didn't know how and thought it best if you actually experienced it first with someone else so you would know. Don't you believe your feelings on the subject now are much different than they were 24 hours ago? It is one of those things you don't know how you really feel about until you open up and give it an honest try. I knew with your rules that prevented you from refusing any date Paul set up, you would at least have to try and see if you liked being with a woman."

"I never thought of it like that, but I can see now what you are saying."

Just then there was a knock on the door. Mom said, "Come on in."

The door opened and Daddy was standing there with a shit eating grin on his face. "I see you and your mother had that 'talk' you mentioned and maybe you got your answers."

Mom and I both lay there on top of the bed fully exposed with neither of us attempting to cover ourselves. I said, "Yes Daddy I think we understand each other much better now."

Mom surprised me when she said, "I have to get back in the kitchen and finish what I was doing." She looked at me then at my father and said to him, "On your bed is a beautiful and very sexy woman. I have never known you to be shy. Do you need a formal invitation?"

Daddy grinned then looked at me. I smiled and motioned with my hand for him to come closer then patted the bed beside me for him to come lay down. Mom was leaving the bedroom and looked back at me as Daddy was approaching the bed as he undressed. Mom gave me a grin then pulled the door closed.

He was down to his boxers. Placing his thumbs in the waist band my eyes were on the front of his boxers with his eyes on me. I watched as his large cock and balls were revealed. Two women had made love to me in less than 24 hours and I was ready to feel a real man take me. I wanted that magnificent cock that was pointing at me to fill me, use me then leave my father's seed inside me. I wanted to leave this bedroom with my Daddy's seed planted deep inside my pussy.

As I was driving home I had two things I had not arrived with. First was the answer to the question that had been bothering me since learning my mother had suggested my date with Rita, and second was a pussy filled with my Daddy's essence.

I knew when I got home I owed Paul a lot and if I didn't do anything else I was going to leave my husband exhausted, drained and happy he had asked me to be his wife. Saying yes to be his wife was the best decision I had ever made.