The Goddess From Ukraine

[susurrus]

Angelique's eyes nearly bugged out of her head when we stepped inside. There were some very nice outfits here. This was one of the shops the women in my office frequented. One thing about the law biz: you're expected to look like a million bucks no matter what your position.

Aleksa turned the hue of the Wicked Witch of the West when she saw the racks of luxurious clothing. Envious was the mildest of terms. She almost immediately began fawning over me.

I let her beg and grovel. Oh, I'd play her game for a while yet, but I was tiring of being treated like basically just another slave. I was getting all the sex I could take, but I was tiring of being dictated to, of being told what I can and can't do in my own home.

Letting Aleksa continue to sputter, I led Li from the evening wear and back to the lingerie and "every-day" clothing.

Without waiting, I took items off tables and racks: skirts and tops and unmentionables and set them in front if my wife.

"Try these on. I think you'll look spectacular in this. You can choose after."

Aleksa had huffed over to a rack a little ways away and was caressing fabric and holding hangers up to see what they looked like. Every once in a while she'd glance over to Li and me and give a glare. Although she didn't actually do it, I imagined her sticking her tongue out like a six-year-old to show her pique.

The skirts I'd chosen for my wife were shorter than she'd have chosen for herself, but she had the legs and ass to pull them off. The lingerie was everyday, but far sexier than anything Angelique owned. The top would accent her curves, lending a whole-package look.

While she delightedly tried things on, I grabbed a couple dresses - not the formals that met us when we walked in - and laid those on the pile.

I even took a corset from a rack and called over a salesperson to help with fitting, telling her if a different size was necessary, to get it. I was assured that if anything needed alteration, that was available.

 

[angelique127]

I was feeling just like Alice in Wonderland, Travis was putting me before my rival in some ways for the first time since Aleska had 'interfered' in our lives. Really the blonde eastern european bitch was no better than me or my husband for that matter. Let her feel jealous of me for a change. Travis took charge and told the pretty brunette salesgirl to assist me and help lace up the strays on the back of an expensive beautiful corset. I loved the way it slimmed out my waist and made my breasts stand up. The matching silk seamed stockings only added to the allure. I felt like a princess. Let Aleska eat her heart out ...

Existing the dressing room I modeled and posed for Travis, giving him a view from the front and the rear while the bitch just fumed at the attention I was getting. If only looks could kill I would be dead. Next I tried on dresses in diffent colors, enjoying every minute of it, with the help of the saleswoman, who was very attentive to my needs. As I was showing off a silk red dress to my husband I didn't forget to thank him...

 

[susurrus]

I could see the heat waves radiating off Aleksa's head. I had a suspicion that, had I approached her for sex right at the moment, my cock would have met with the Mojave inside and the Antarctic out.

Even though the clothes I'd pulled for her weren't fancy evening gowns, Angelique tried them all on with the enthusiasm she'd have shown if they had been.

Needless to say, she looked fucking spectacular, even if all that came from the Eastern contingent was, "Looks like a slut," or the odd snuff of derision or comments in Russian I didn't understand.

Li loved the corset, and the salesgirl nodded, saying, "You look amazing."

I pointed to a pair of shoes and asked a size, to which I received a nod and she darted into the back. Meanwhile, I took a pair of jeans from a shelf and handed them to my wife.

"Try these with that." The salesgirl returned with the shoes and gave them to her as well. They were strappy heels, but heels that were designed both for walking as well as pointing at the ceiling.

"After this, you can do some choosing of your own."

I finally turned to Aleksa, who was sulking in a corner, her back turned partially away from me. How adult.

"Jesus, woman, put it away. You can have one outfit. One. You blew the majority of your allowance at the other place."

 

[angelique127]

" It is not fair she gets everything nice and I get hardly nothing from you ! " Aleska pouted nearly in tears, with her arms folded across her chest, acting like a little spoiled brat. Aleska was use to getting what she wanted. Meanwhile I was admiring my reflection in the three way mirror of me in a tight pair of jeans and the corset that pinched my waist and made my breasts stand out. The heels only added to the allure and I really didn't care that Aleska was glaring at me with a look of distain. Good, let her eat her heart out for once.

" Oh honey, thank you so much ! " I showed Travis the appreciation he deserved. Aleska, being jealous of me stepped in front him to block his view, like I really didn't matter. I resisted the urge to take her by the hair and slap her, putting the blonde bitch in her place.

" Please Travis would you take us out to eat afterwards at our favorite restaurant ? " Aleska purred in her sweetest russian accent...

 

[susurrus]

To say Angelique looked a knockout would be the understatement of the century. Holy jumping fuck, my cock was hard in seconds.

The salesgirl's mouth was gaping open, and I think it was my imagination, but I think she was drooling, just a little. So, my Li was hot enough she was turning on even another woman. The thought was arousingly mind-blowing.

"Miss, you look... wow," was all the girl could manage. I wondered just how wet her panties were as she ogled my wife.

Li had put her hair up for this trip. I stepped over and pulled it out so it fell loose around her shoulders in a dark, luxurious cascade, just accenting the total effect.

I leaned over her neck and gave it a kiss. "Let me second that 'wow,' " I whispered in her ear.

Pulling the gawping salesgirl over, I instructed, "Let her shop a bit more: lingerie and more of the casual stuff." To the lust in the girl's face, I added, "and if you could assist her in the changing room, I'd appreciate it."

The salesgirl - Holly, I think she'd told us earlier - gave me an astonished look which slowly transformed into a wide grin.

"Yes, sir, thank you sir," she gushed.

"Oh, and when she's finished shopping, I'd like her to wear everything she has on right now out of the store."

She nodded acknowledgement, but before she could lead Li to anything else, Aleksa huffed up into the fray.

When she was finished with her tantrum, I went over to a rack and found what I was looking for. Holding it up to her body, I told her, "Try this on. If it fits, it's yours."

It was a minidress, black with a red stripe running from the shoulder through the center of each breast to the hem. The bodice was low enough that it would show acres of cleavage and the skirt would land only a few inches below her ass. It simply screamed "Aleksa."

As she looked at the dress, I told her, "And stop acting like a seven-year-old. I don't go for this 'How come I get liver when she gets ice cream?' crap. If I'm paying, I'm calling the shots. Got it?

"Go try on the dress. You'll look amazing in it."

 

[angelique127]

I was overwhelmed but not really surprised at my husbands generosity and his ability to handle a difficult situation with Aleska I mean. If the little blonde bitch didn't get whatever she wanted and that included his undivided attention she would stomp her foot and throw a little temper tantrum. However Travis wasn't the kind of guy to tolerate it. Thats why I adored him,in a way we were the perfect couple, he being dominant and I being completely submissive. Not to mention his endurance to handle two females at once. Yes Travis was an alpha stud and if I didn't know better Aleska would soon find out that she ALWAYS didn't get what she wants. At least not from him. It was such a pleasure to see her pout and sulk when Travis put her in her place. As for me I was becoming less intimidated by her by the moment.

Just then Aleska stepped out of the dressing room and modeled the tight minidress for us. I have to admit she looked sensational and it fit her like a glove and I felt a tinge of jealousy. " Vell how do I look ? " she asked posing like a princess with her hands on her hips. I wanted to say like a perfect slut but I bit my lip, more or less for my husbands sake. The last thing he needed was TWO catty women competing for his attention. My stategy was to be compliant and let the little spoiled bitch hang herself with her own rope.

When no body responded, including the helpful salegirl, here came that pout again which was becoming more and more common with each passing hour. It was something only a bimbo would wear out to dinner instead of a club...

 

[susurrus]

When Aleksa emerged, she truly did look good. A pair of white, knee-high boots would have perfectly given the dress a retro look. Aside from the low cut neckline (I was right: cleavage for miles), it had a very distinct 1960s vibe to it. Aleksa's long, straight hair just accented it.

Angelique had stayed to see what Aleksa looked like. I could tell she didn't get the retro feel, but wasn't going to give the blond the kind of derisive response she's have received.

When no one responded right away, Aleksa got that pout again. I rolled my eyes. "You look great. It's yours."

To my wife I said, "Pick out a couple more outfits and more lingerie. Holly's waiting to assist you." I leaned in to whisper, "And I think she likes you."

 

[angelique127]

I went back into the dressing room with Holly after picking out several more outfits. She did seem very helpful to my needs, just like Travis said. And she was very pretty. Until Aleska re entered my life I had never been attracted to another female but Aleska had awakened something more...both submissive and aggressive.

" Madam looks so pretty in this. If I may is that handsome man who is purchasing everything for you your husband ? " Holly inquired while she attached the garters to a pair of silk stockings I was trying on.

" Yes, " I admitted not willing to tell her who Aleska was in this relationship.

" He must love the both of you very much to spend so much money. " Holly observed, holding open a pair of panties for me to step into. I was aware that her pretty face was just mere inches from my bare pussy...

" Yes...he likes to see us dressed up in fine lingerie ! " I admitted, noticing how Holly was taking her time pulling up the silky panties over my legs.

" Don't worry Madam, you are so much prettier than her. "

" I am ? " I gasped, surpised of her insight to the situation.

" Yes you are very beautiful. I hope you can come back in the near future for a very private fitting with me when you have more time." Holly whispered, although no one could hear our conversation in the privacy of the dressing room.

For some reason the thought of being alone with this young french salegirl seemed very appealling, " Yes is next Wednesday fine ? "

" Yes perfect come at five o'clock please. "

 

[susurrus]

Angelique gave me a look of alarmed confusion as she went into the dressing area with the salesgirl. Still, she went. I would have loved to know the conversation - or more - going on out of view. I wondered if, given the relationship my wife had with her friend from high school, if she would allow anything to happen if Holly made any kind of move.

Aleksa hadn't taken off the minidress. Instead, she kept trying to coax me to buy her just a few more things. I held my ground, though.

"Just think of all the toys you bought earlier," I told her.

"Yes, but a great many of those are for use upon Angel," she whined, "so in reality, they are for her."

"Maybe so, but you wouldn't allow her a say in any of the purchases, so I was buying them for you, to use on her."

"Bah. You just don't love me anymore," she pouted.

"The dress you have on costs almost half what that entire haul you made at the other place did, so I don't think you get to complain too much."

"But I look much prettier than your wife, even with the fancy clothes you are buying for her, am I not?" Her lower lip actually protruded.

"Not when you're acting like a spoiled child," I told her flatly.

"To tell the truth, I find you both beautiful. I wouldn't have married Li if I didn't think so. To have two beautiful women who want me is every man's dream. It's even more than a little daunting."

She snuggled up against me. "You do very well, my Travis. You are the first man to keep up with me. Most of the others were ragged husks after a few days. And that you are married to my lovely Angel is a bonus."

 

[angelique127]

I took a deep breath when Holly stood up and boldly ran her finger over my nipple making it stiffen immediately. " I don't know if I can wait that long. "

Oh God if she don't stop she is going to make me cream in my brand new pair of panties ! I thought, making no attempt to stop her. And then she kissed me and I melted. What should I tell my husband ? Maybe this can be my little secret...

Holly was very aggressive and she stuck her tongue in my mouth. Again I didn't protest. And then she licked my nipple causing it to peak.

" Oh God...that feels so good ! " I moaned.

Aleska and Travis were only a few feet away while I was getting pleasured by the salesgirl. Truthfully it was thrilling to say the least...

Vhat is taking you so long ? Hurry up, I vant to go to dinner. I am starving ! " Aleska asked.

How much did I resent that bitches whiney voice and bossy attitude ? I wasn't going to put up with it very much longer, " Please I must go but I will be back Wednesday, I promise. "

 

[susurrus]

I nearly grabbed Aleksa when she huffed over to the changing rooms and griped that she was hungry. I wasn't quick enough, though, and while I'd have gladly gone back there had I felt it ws really necessary, I had a suspicion that something might be happening back there, and I wanted my Angelique to experience it without interference.

In pure Aleksa fashion, she fucked that up.

There was some shuffling around in the changing room while the blond stood outside the door, arms crossed and the most cartoonish look of pique on her face.

When Li and Holly finally emerged, my wife was once again dressed in the hot jeans and corset outfit. She looked a little flushed and somewhat distracted. I smiled to myself, my cock thickening at the notion.

Holly carried everything they'd taken in with them. "I take it that everything there is a 'yes?'" While I didn't say it out loud, I thought, 'and I don't mean only the clothes.'

 

[angelique127]

Truthfully I was so confused. I realized that I was attracted to other females beside Aleska who I really was starting to resent being in our life. I didn't like keeping little secrets from Travis but I was hesitant to say anything in front of goddess. My husband was obviously enjoying having two beautiful women on his arm and honestly I couldn't blame him. Travis had the stamina and the endurance of a bull.

" Thank you sweetheart. " I whispered in my husbands ear.

" Perhaps after we dine at the restaurant we can go to that nightclub up town ! " Aleska suggested, " I hear that it is a very wild place. "

I didn't say anything of course, playing the part of the little good submissive wife. It would be up to Travis, if he wanted to keep indulging this little blonde goldigger...

 

[susurrus]

I basically ignored Aleksa. While I somehow managed to deal with her most of the time, right at the moment, the spoiled child bit was really wearing thin.

What I wanted to do was grill Angelique about what did or didn't happen in the changing room. However, I didn't care to do that in front of Aleksa, so it would just have to wait.

I knew where I was going to take us to eat. It was a place Aleksa had introduced me to a couple weeks into the planning for her case. I wasn't going there because of her. I was going there because I honestly liked the food and the atmosphere. Besides, I just had to show off these two women. Hell, if I thought I could have gotten by with it, I'd have invited Holly to come along, too. She was probably in her late twenties, about Li's height, with pixie-cut red hair. Her bust didn't compare to either of my ladies, but her overall shape and look was well worth the looking.

Aleksa stood a distance away, still pouting while Angelique stayed beside and behind me while I paid for everything (Yes, Aleksa still wore the dress I'd chosen for her).

When the financial transaction was complete, I picked up the bags Holly handed me and told her, "Thank you very much for helping my wife."

She smilled warmly, not quite looking at me, but past me and to Li. "It was my pleasure. Any time." That last was stated in a much more meaningful tone than simply that of a retail employee spaking to a customer. It further made me wonder what might have happened in the changing room. I was definltely going to have questions when my wife and I were alone.

When we began to walk away, Holly moved out from behind the counter and I just saw her reach out and touch Angelique's hand as we passed. "Please, come again," she invited as we finally left.

Aleksa turned and flounced out the door without waiting for Angelique and me. It wasn't a surprise. The world was supposed to be entirely for her pleasure, wasn't it? This particular foray had not gone the way she'd planned it in her mind. Then again, I was a variable she hadn't bargained for. Her original plan, I had no doubt, was for her to go hog wild with my money, bringing Li along simply to play pack mule.

Aleksa was in the car already by the time my wife and I got there. Her lower lip still protruded like she was trying to see if she could extend it out past her nose and her arms were clamped so tight beneath her breasts it looked like she was trying to make sure they didn't fall completely off.

I helped Li into the car and once I was seated, Aleksa couldn't help but snap, "She still looks like a slut."

For a few seconds I hesitated before starting the car. Eventually I gave up. Nothing I said was going to get through. I wanted to ask Aleksa if she'd decided to wear panties under the short dress I had bought her, but thought against it.

"I hope ve are now going to eat, Travis. I am starving," Aleksa said after we got out on the road.

"Patience," I told her. "You aren't going to starve. This isn't Ukraine."

We drove a little and pulled into a place called "The Russian Tea Room." I had no idea whether this was the place she had been talking about, but it should at least shut her up for a while. Of all the places Aleksa had introduced me to, this was the one I liked best.

When she saw where we were going, Aleksa mumbled, "Not where I expected, but this will do."

 

[angelique127]

It was obvious that Aleska and Travis had been here together before, propably during one of their so called important business lunches while they were discussing her upcoming pending divorce. Travis never told me about them, and of course, and I never asked or questioned what he did when he was at the office. In some ways I was the perfect little loyal wife. I didn't nag or complain like some wives did...

Each of us took one of Travis's arm and entered the restaurant like his two trophies, one blond, one brunette. The pretty hostess was eastern european { I could tell by her accent } and we followed her to our table. Aleska criticized her dress and took an immediate dislike of her. Secretly I hoped that we would be served by a handsome male waiter, maybe we wouldn't have to listen to her complain so much throughout the meal. I scanned over the menu, listening to Aleska explain what was in every dish and recommend this and that or suggest what not to order. You would have thought she had been here a million times and owned the place. I looked over at Travis and asked him if he would order for me, playing the sweet and obediant wife...

And then I had to listen to the bitch go on forever about what was the best brand of vodka to order. Truthfully I didn't like the taste of it, but Aleska ordered the most expensive kind they served...

" You must try this, Travis, it is the best just like me ! " Aleska stated, ignoring me as usual and acting as if I wasn't there...

 

[susurrus]

Without my saying a word, each woman took one of my arms and we walked inside like the perfect throuple, two of the sexiest women on the outside and the luckiest man on Earth between.

I recognized the hostess from a previous visit: shoulder-length, jet black hair with a finger-thin white stripe down the left side, a bust a couple cup sizes smaller than the ladies I was with, but knockout curves which she showed to full effect in a dress that hugged her form even tighter than the clothes either of my women wore.

Once we were seated, Aleksa began berating the woman, her clothes, her hair, her makeup.

I stopped her.

"She was hostess here the time when the drunk with the scar on his forehead tried to claim you were his long-lost daughter."

"Oh, him," the blond scoffed. "Do not remind me. I can still smell his breath. Thank God you stopped him when he tried to take me avay vith him."

"You put up quite a fight," I added. "I think the only way he'd have gotten you out of here on his own is if he'd have knocked you out."

"He could try," Aleksa said. "Fortunately he was escorted out very qvickly."

That little conversation over, Aleksa turned to the menu. She proceeded to describe every item listed, giving a critique of each dish and her suggestions which we should and shouldn't order. It became obvious Aleksa wasn't a mushroom fan, because everything that had a mushroom in it got the proverbial thumbs-down. The part I found rather remarkable was that she seemed to actually be helping Angelique for a change, rather than treating her like nothing. Then again there was a heavy air of, "I'm telling you all this because it's obvious to me you're too stupid to know what any of this is," so maybe she wasn't being as altruistic as originally thought.

When I asked Angelique what she thought she might order, she replied, "Could you order for me, please? I can tell you've been here before. I trust your judgement."

Aleksa then launched into a diatribe about vodka. Personally, I can take or leave the stuff, but Aleksa ordered for us, whether we wanted it or not.

I ordered Li the dish I'd had the last time I'd been here. I ordered something I'd wanted to try on that visit. It was on Aleksa's "yucky" list, as it was primarily mushrooms, but I didn't care, I wasn't planning on sharing with her in the first place.

The vodka came to the table first. Aleksa claimed it was the best. I had to take her word for it. I drank just enough to be sociable, but she downed it almost like it was water.

I noticed Li pretended to drink. While I'm ambivalent regarding vodka, my wife decidedly does not care for it. That she was putting on the show was huge in itself.

When the food finally arrived, Aleksa was on her second glass, and it was starting to hit her...

 

[angelique127]

I remained silent observing Aleska consume too much vodka. The more she drank the more silly she became. How had I let this bitch interfer in my marriage ? Yes she was a beautiful goddess that would make any red blooded man melt but on the other hand Aleska was such a bitch and so superficial and fake. Surely Travis had to see right through her. I didn't care when we got home tonight I was going to put my foot down and teach this little blonde bitch a lesson and put her in her place. No more being submissive to her and if my hubby didn't like it, well that was too bad.

I pretended to be the dutiful loyal wife throughout the meal. Aleska flirted with the male waiter, even speaking russian with him in a language, Travis and I didn't understand. It was apparent that Aleska was getting more and more intoxicated. She excused herself to go to the ladies room. As she made her way back to the table I saw that she gave something discreetly to the waiter and I was certain that it was her worn panties...

I didn't bother to mention it to Travis...

 

[susurrus]

In all the times we'd been together, I'd never seen Aleksa drunk. With as domineering and self-assured as was sober, I expected her to be a mean drunk. I had never in a million years expected the goofy, giggling, flirty thing she turned into after only a glass and a half of the "good" vodka.

And fortunately for me, the recipient of all this silliness was our poor waiter, Dimitri. He was a young man of no more than thirty, tall, good-looking, close-cropped dark hair. Aleksa had been aloof toward him on his first couple visits to our table, but with each appearance she paid more attention. At one point she even reached for the front of his trousers, but he stepped back in alarm before she could make contact.

When he'd first arrived at our table, I'd seen him make his appraisal of my two companions and I could tell he approved wholeheartedly. However, the drunker Aleksa got and the more unwanted attention she gave him, the more notches she dropped in his eyes.

At one point, Aleksa excused herself to the ladies', and when she returned, she looked like she had a big secret that she wasn't telling, and when Dimitri arrived with our entrees, he seemed more flustered than usual.

The food was incredible, as it had been the other couple times I'd been there. I made sure Aleksa ate, because I suspected that was a big part of her drunkenness. She wasn't that big a woman, and on an empty stomach.

At one point, I sent back the remainder of the vodka and ordered Aleksa coffee. Another dessicant - who was I to deny her a well-earned hangover?

Through this all, I glanced to Angelique, who remained silent, though I saw a sparkle in her eyes at seeing her prime tormentor acting like a complete and utter ass. If I had to guess, after his initial interest, I think Dimitri appreciated my wife more than he did this drunken woman who acted as if she wanted to take him somewhere and fuck the life force out of him.

As we lett, I apologized for Aleksa's behavior. Dimitri mostly just stared as she passed, but I saw him turn a warm smile to Angelique. Just like Holly at the shop, I think my wife had another crush on her hands.

I poured Aleksa into the car, and as she flailed unceremoniously into the seat, she flashed me several times. Not that the sight of her bare pussy was a shock to me or anything, but I wondered where her panties had gone - if she'd been wearing any in the first place.

While we drove home, Aleksa leaned over and clumsily began to work at my belt and pants. In her inebriated state, she couldn't work up the dexterity to get the job done.

"Cock," she mumbled before falling asleep in the least comfortable looking position I think I'd ever seen.

"Finally," I said to Angelique in the back.

After a couple blocks we pulled into the drive. I helped the limp rag that was Aleksa out of the car and indicated that Li should grab our purchases.

Once inside, I decided to put Aleksa in the guest room. Last thing I wanted to do was wake up to morning-after drunk breath.

Once she was safely put away for the evening - even if it was relatively early - I gathered up my wife, a gave her the kiss I'd been aching to lay on her since I'd first seen her in her corset-and-jeans combo she currently wore.

"Did I get the chance to tell you how fucking hot you are, especially in that outfit?" I asked.

"Whattya say we get a good fuck in while Aleksa sleeps off her evening?"

 

[angelique127]

I was never one to turn down a good fuck by Travis and thrilled by my husbands offer. Just the two of us together again in our bedroom, after the bitch was sleeping in the guest room where she belonged.

He gathered me up in his arms and carried me across the threshold like the night on our honeymoon. I remember being so nervous but excited at the same time. Tonight I was just excited by the way he was kissing me, so sensuous and intense. The way he placed me on the bed and admired me before joining me. Travis continued to kiss my lips while his hands man handled my breasts, pulling them above the confines of my corset. My sensitive nipples were already rock hard and stiff and Travis teased them with his tongue and lips. It reminded me of what happened earlier in the dressing room with the pretty salegirl. Something I was keeping a secret, although I always told my husband everything...eventually.

Without missing a beat, Travis unzipped my jeans and pulled them down and off my legs, leaving me only wearing my brand new pair of sheer panties, which were already wet from my arousal. Free of the confines of my jeans I spread my legs for my husband, allowing him easy access to my hot pussy.

" So baby, do you like my new panties as much as that cute salesgirl did ? " I asked in a teasing manner. " She invited me to come back next Wednesday for a private fitting and buy more lingerie for me to wear for you. " I confessed, liking the way my husbands middle finger reacted by sliding up and down between the lips of my sex over the sheer material, making me whimper and moan.

 

[susurrus]

I knew Angelique would be eager to take me up on my suggestion. One thing these last few months of neglect and teasing had done was to make her ultra-horny, almoat all the time. If I'd have ordered, at any time, for her to drop to her knees and suck my cock, I was sure she'd have done it.

The way her face lit up when I suggested we fuck while Aleksa slept off her big evening told me exactly what she thought of the idea. Without a word, I scooped Li up and carried her to our bedroom. We kissed almost the entire way there. I kept an eye out so I didn't bang my wife against anything, but soon enough I'd carefully placed her on the edge of the bed, then stepped back so I could admire the fucking sexpot she was. Just the sight of her had me hard.

Eventually, I sat beside Angelique and pulled her to me, kissing her hard and deep, while my hand worked its way into the bodice of her corset, cupping her breasts, pulling the tight garment down to give better access.

It was going to take some doing to get the corset off, so I settled on freeing her tits. I then began work on her skin-tight jeans. Li leaned back so I could wriggle them off her ass, which I did with a bit of work. Slipping off the bed, I tried to pull the jeans off her legs, but it would be impossible with her shoes on. While I'm not a foot man, I had to admit, these shoes were fucking sexy.

Unbuckling the shoes, I slid them off and worked the jeans off her legs and dropped them to the floor. Angelique wasted no time spreding her legs, exposing her barely covered cunt in the laciest, wettest panties I'd ever seen.

"So baby, do you like my new panties as much as that cute salesgirl did?" she asked saucily. "She invited me to come back next Wednesday for a private fitting and buy more lingerie for me to wear for you."

So, my suspicion had been correct. Holly did have more than a professional interest in my wife. God, that was hot. Angelique's pussy was outlined perfectly in a classic cameltoe beneath those damp panties, and I reached out a finger and just rubbed up and down that gentle cleft.

"Is that all that happened?" I asked. "Don't keep secrets from me. I want to hear it. What happened in that changing room?"

My cock was nearly bursting from my slacks. I was pretty sure there was a wet spot. It didn't matter to me. I wanted my wife to know how much she turned me on, how much the thought of her and redhead Holly together turned me on. My idly stroking finger up and down Li's slit was making her nuts. I had little doubt she'd confess to me.

 

[angelique127]

Of course I would tell Travis what else happened in the dressing room. I noticed the wet spot on his pants and the bulge he was sporting. I knew how much he wanted to hear all the details of my little naughty adventure !

I hesitated on purpose and teased him by slipping my manicured middle finger inside my new but now used sheer panties and did little circles around my clitty. It was begging for attention...

" Holly was just so helpful and willing to assist me. I couldn't ask for any better service..." I paused, looking directly at his cock that was threatening to burst out of pants. I licked my lips to give him a hint to remove them for me and then I ccontinued, " Dear Holly was very naughty after she removed bra and laced up my corset from behind. When she finished I felt her fingers caressing my ass cheeks and she told me that I had a very nice round ass cheeks. I gasped in surprise and bent over and leaned against the mirror watching as she knelt behind and slowly pulled my panties down so as not to get them all wet...Imagine my delight when she began to lick my pussy with her tongue. "


I paused again, spreading my legs even further while still playing with myself for my husbands benefit. My pussy was dripping wet and my panties were saturated. " If you want to hear the rest baby, you must come here so I can touch your hard aching cock or do whatever you want me to do ! "

 

[susurrus]

Oh fuck. As Angelique told me what had happened in the dressing room with pretty Holly, I could hardly believe it. It was too hot for words. My imagination had apparently been lacking. It sounded like she had had a very good time in that dressing room. Oh, how I'd have loved to have been a fly on the wall. No, hell, I'd rather just be me, sitting in the corner watching. All that sexiness going on only a few feet away, and I'd been stuck outside with bitchy Aleksa. For as self-confident and sexy as she could be, Aleksa could be a real spoiled brat. It was definitely not a good look on her.

When Angelique told me I needed to bring my cock over so she could touch it while she told me more, I practically ripped my pants off and made sure I was fucking nude when I got within reach of my wife.

"Fuck, Li. I think we'll be shopping there a lot from here on out. Did Holly say anything about Aleksa?" I was getting greedy, I knew, but if the salesgirl could be convinced to come back here to the house, the notion of three beautiful naked women...

 

[angelique127]

I took my husbands hard cock in my hand and stroked it slowly while still playing with my pussy with the other, enjoying having it to myself without sharing it with Aleska for a change. If Travis only knew how bad I wanted it in my hot needy cunt...

It wasn't too hard to tell that my husband was enjoying the details of my little dressing room encounter with Holly. He was rock hard as usual.

" ...did Holly say anything about Aleska ? "

Not wanting to ruin the fantasy for him, so I didn't mention that Holly had called Aleska a little spoiled entitled bitch and needed someone to put her in her place and that Holly found me alot more sexier than her. If and when I came back the pretty salegirl promised to would worship me and do whatever I wanted.

" Yes, Holly said if given the chance she would sit on Aleska's face and make her eat her pussy like a good little diva ! " I embellished the story...

 

[susurrus]

The story Angelique told me about what happened in the dressing room was hot. I felt left out to have missed it.

And my wife seemed to love getting my cock for a change, and without Aleksa's gruding permission. It felt fucking fantastic.However, when she got to explaining what the salesgirl had said about Aleksa, something didn't ring true for me.

"She said that about Aleksa? Funny, I got the impression she was more interested in you. She barely even looked at Aleksa. Her eyes were on you almost the entire time. I had the feeling you were the one she wanted."

However, if I could manage to get all three of them in the same room together, under my control, there'd be some face-sitting, you can bet that.

 

[angelique127]

" Oh honey who cares about Aleska ? " I asked, desperately trying to impale myself on my husbands cock. I was tired of competing with the little blonde bitch for my husbands attention. " Please baby I need your big hard cock in my pussy! "

There was no way I was going to take Aleska's shit anymore and let the little bitch dominate me anymore. Those days were over. From now on I would make her crawl on her hands and knees while she wore a collar and leash. No more begging and pleading for forgiveness, this was my household and Travis was my husband and if Aleska wanted to be a guest she would have to play by my rules from now on. How was she going to like a big strap on shoved up her pussy or walking around with a butte plug up her tight asshole ?

" Ohhhh God honey please...what are you waiting for ? All I want is your big hard cock. "

 

[susurrus]

Boy, Angelique was getting pretty bossy, herself. It was a side of her I hadn't seen for quite a while. Of course, she'd had plenty of examples of how to be a bossy bitch lately, so I guess it wasn't too long a stretch...

Apparently Li hadn't caught that I'd noticed Holly wasn't really interested in Aleksa. Then again, I think all she was really concentrating on was the distinct opportunity to get her pussy filled, without a time limit put on it by her high school girl crush.

I think my cock was the only thing my wife had really wanted for the last few months. Oh, she'd eaten pussy eagerly enough, but her own greedy cunt had been denied for such a long time...

"I'm sure as hell not going to fuck you while I've still got clothes on. Why should you be the only one naked here? Get me naked, too, then get on your hands and knees on the bed."