Have Faith

Chapter 21

That Saturday, Jane invited the Sarkins to dinner. There was no nudity allowed and no playing, which greatly disappointed the twins. John was quite a bit older than Heather and Jane estimated his age to be fiftyish. But he was quite handsome and in good condition. Everyone seemed to have a nice time and got along well.

Heather came back on Sunday to talk to Jane. The two of them and Faith sat around the kitchen table while the twins took Kim off to play.

"What do you think?" asked Heather.

"He certainly is nice," replied Jane. "And cute too. It was hard to tell how adventurous he is but he was flirting shamelessly with Faith." This caused Faith to blush.

"He does that a lot," said Heather. "And he's pretty adventurous in bed. I can tell you that much." That comment caused Jane to raise her eyebrows which, in turn, caused Heather to blush. "Well, he is. And athletic in bed too."

"Have you ever shared your bed with anyone?" asked Jane.

"We have talked about it," Heather replied. "But we have never done it."

"Why not?"

"I guess we've just never found the right girl, although we haven't really looked too hard. There were a few that we talked about but I could never bring myself to ask. I was afraid that it might ruin a relationship."

"Well, you have found the right girl now," said Jane. Faith's eyes opened wide in fear that she was the right girl that Jane had in mind.

"Here's what I recommend," Jane continued. "I'll join you for a little bit of that athletic and adventurous sex you were talking about. And I'll dominate you at some point. And we'll see how John reacts."

"But I thought you were a lesbian," responded Heather.

"I told you that I still like a good cock now and then. And it's not like I don't know my way around a cock. After all, I had the twins, didn't I?"

"Do you think it will work?" asked Heather.

"I hope so," said Jane. "I'm hoping he gets turned on by seeing his wife tied up and used. In which case, we just naturally continue it when he is not around and eventually we tell him that I'm your mistress. And if that doesn't' work, at least we'll get some good sex out of it and you will have done something that you've been talking about for years. Then we move on to Plan B."

"What's Plan B?"

"I haven't figured that out yet," replied Jane. "Does he have a big cock?"

"Oh yeah," said Heather with a smile. "It's pretty big. But what does that have to do with Plan B?"

"Nothing. I was just curious. I like big cocks." This caused all three of them to giggle.

The tryst was set up for the following Saturday. It was Faith's last day before she headed back home to prepare for returning to college and she could look after Kim and the twins. Jane would meet John and Heather at their home and they would have the house to themselves.

It was obvious to Jane when she arrived that the situation was awkward for John and Heather so she didn't push things hard. They had cocktails on the patio and then had wine with dinner. Jane figured that the alcohol would loosen the atmosphere. Finally, after dinner was cleared, Jane decided to break the ice.

"Do you two play poker?" she asked. They said that they did and Jane recommended that they play while they chatted. After they got set up and just before John started distributing the chips, Jane decided that it was time to push the situation. "How about we play without chips?"

"You want to play for money?" asked John.

"No," responded Jane. "I was thinking that we could use our clothes for wagering."

"Oh, my," replied John as he raised his eyebrows. "Frisky lady. I'm okay with that. How about you, dear?"

Heather grinned. "Sounds like fun."

The game progressed and everyone lost some clothes. Jane continued to break the ice by becoming very touchy. When John lost his shirt, she ran a hand over his firm chest and commented on his manliness. When Heather lost her bra, Jane acted as if she was seeing the firm mounds for the first time. Then she reached out and lifted one in her hand.

"These are magnificent," she commented as she bounced the breast in her palm. Then she turned her head to John. "Will you share these with me? I just love them."

At first, John was at a loss for words. But he recovered enough to stammer out a response. "Of course. That is, if it's okay with you, dear."

Heather smiled at John. "It's fine with me. It feels nice."

Heather turned out to be the first one naked. John still had his pants and underwear on. Jane was still wearing her bra and panties. Heather stood up from the table. "Well, I guess I'm out. Would anyone like another drink?"

"Get us drinks," said Jane. "But you're not out yet. We'll pause the game while you freshen our drinks."

"I'm not out? What else do I have to bet with?"

Jane grinned at John and then turned back to Heather, still grinning. "Your freedom. I recommend that the loser be the slave to the winner for the evening. Are you game for that, John?"

Again, John was at a loss for words. Heather answered for him. "Of course he's game. Having a slavegirl is one of his biggest fantasies. And I'm game too."

The game continued after Heather freshened the drinks and Jane lost her bra. John's eyes just about popped out of his head when he saw his wife reach over and lift one of Jane's breasts, repeating Jane's actions from earlier.

"Mmmm, these look delicious," said Heather.

"Taste them if you like," said Jane. The ice was definitely broken at this point. She only hoped that she won the game. Her plan would still work if John won but it would be easier if she won.

As expected, Heather lost another hand. "Such a beautiful slavegirl," commented Jane. "I can't wait to own you. Why don't you get up on the table and kneel for us? You'll make a lovely table decoration." Heather readily scrambled onto the table and knelt with her knees spread and her hands in the small of her back.

Jane reached out and stroked the shaved mound, turning to John. "I just love a bald pussy."

John blushed but managed to stammer out another response. "Yes, it's nice. That's a recent change for her."

Jane continued her caressing and then ran her fingers over Heather's petals. "Oooo, she's so wet. My little slavegirl must like being owned."

John cleared his throat. "She's not yours yet."

Jane laughed. "No, not yet. But soon."

John lost the next hand and removed his pants, leaving both players wearing only one article of clothing. Jane reached out again, running her finger lightly over Heather's slick petals. Then she curled her finger and probed into the naked woman, eliciting a soft moan. "What do you think about the slavegirl?" she asked John.

"She's a beautiful creature," he said as he started getting more into the act. "It will be fun to own her."

Jane reached over and ran her fingers over John's cock which was straining against his underwear, threatening to burst free. "I hope you'll share her if you win."

"Of course I will," he smiled. "But there may be a price."

"No price is too high for her," Jane smiled back.

Jane won the final hand and John found himself sitting naked. His cock was now standing fully erect as it protruded from his lap. Again, Jane reached over and, this time, wrapped her fingers around the pole, slowly gliding up and down the shaft. "I think the slavegirl arouses you." Heather watched in awe as another woman stroked her husband's cock.

"Yes, the slavegirl does. And so does her owner."

"Why, thank you for the compliment, Sir," Jane smiled. Then she turned to Heather. "Girl, come down here."

Heather got down from the table and stood in front of Jane. Jane had pushed back from the table but was still seated. She let go of the cock and reached up, grasping each of the bountiful breasts, leaning forward and kissing each nipple. "Mmmm, delicious. Girl, this man must be quite uncomfortable with that thing straining so much. Please relieve him."

"Yes, Mistress," replied Heather. Then she moved to her husband and knelt between his legs. She kissed the tip of his cock and then let it slowly slide into her mouth. Her hair hung loose and fell forward, obstructing Jane's view. Jane gathered the long raven hair and tied it so she could watch the beautiful woman pleasuring the man. John was so aroused that he didn't last long. After only a dozen or so strokes, he erupted, flooding Heather's mouth with his seed.

"Do you have a bedroom where I can try out my new toy, Sir?" Jane asked after John had come back down from his euphoric high. "You are welcome to come play with us."

"By all means," said John. "Why don't you bring your girl this way?" He then led Jane upstairs to the master bedroom with Heather following closely behind. The rest of the evening was a blur of sexual activity that continued into the wee hours of the morning when everyone collapsed in a tangle of limbs from exhaustion.