Acquisition 9/38 (BDSM, NC, WS, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter
On Friday after work Pam came home to her phone ringing. It was Bess,
reminding her that she needed to be ready at 6:00. Then Bess
added, "What should we wear, Pam?"
Pam said that since Scotty had said it was a nice restaurant that she
was going to wear one of her Sunday church dresses. "NO, Pam. Don't you
have a nice white blouse and a dark skirt?"
"Sure, do you think that will be OK?"
"Yeah, that's what I am going to wear. I don't want you more dressed up
than I am Pam. See you at six." Pam knew what Bess expected and it made
her happy that her friend had made the decision for her.
Pam spent the afternoon with her kids and Bill got home, carrying
pizza, at about 5:30.
As Bill put the slices of hot pizza on plates for the girls, Pam went
up to dress for her dinner.
She combed her hair and put on one of her nicest panty and bra sets.
Next was pantyhose, then she put on a white silk blouse and a black
skirt with a hem touching her knees. A wide black belt went around her
waist. She was very pleased to see that the belt notch that she used
was three holes over. The diet and exercise regimen was really making a
difference. Black flat shoes completed her outfit.
Pam went downstairs and watched Bill and the girls eating pizza and
playing a board game on the kitchen table. Bess' car pulled into the
driveway. Pam told her family that she would be back in a couple of
hours. Bill kissed her at the door and said, "Have a good time."
Once the car had pulled out of the driveway, Bess turned to Pam and
said, "This is going to be fun. Scotty tells me that the food is great
and the most interesting people have dinner there. Hey, I brought you a
couple of things from your room." Pam reached into the back seat. She
handed Pam her heels and the red lipstick from her vanity. "The heels
will make your legs look great and I thought it was high time for you
to use some more makeup."
Pam looked unsure. But Bess said, "Go on, put them on." then she
reached over and flipped down the visor in front of Pam. Like most new
cars, a small mirror and make-up light were revealed. Bess
laughed, "Two women out for the evening, we need to look gooood!"
Pam parked at the upscale restaurant. Pam had changed her shoes, but
was still staring at her face in the mirror. Bess said, "Oh, come on,
Pam." She turned on the dome light, turned Pam's face towards her, and
taking the lipstick carefully applied the bright red make-up to Pam's
lips. She pulled a tissue from her purse and said, "Blot."
Bess hopped out of the car and walked around to Pam's side and opened
her door. Pam swung her legs out and Bess took her hand to help her get
her balance on the asphalt.
For the first time Pam was able to see Bess. She had on a tan blouse,
with no bra. Pam was surprised that Bess' skirt was very short. Bess'
slender muscular legs were exposed to mid-thigh. Bess was obviously
trying to show off her only sexy feature, her legs, shaped by years of
exercise and running.
Bess looked at Pam's long skirt and said, "you need to do what I used
to do in high school, Pam."
Pam looked confused. Bess continued, "Take off your belt for a second,
Pam." Pam complied and stood holding her belt. Bess stepped forward and
pulled the waist of Pam's skirt up about 3 inches. She looked down at
the hem and then pulled the skirt up another 3 inches. Bess folded the
material down several times and told Pam to put her belt back on.
Pam looked down and saw that her skirt, like Bess', was now exposing
half of her thighs.
"All right, Pam! Your legs are looking good. Two hot women, out on the
town."
"I just want a quiet dinner Bess."
"We will, Pam, Scotty says the food here is excellent."
Bess took Pam's hand. Holding it, she led her neighbor into the fancy
restaurant.
Once inside the two women asked for a table and waited to be seated.
Pam and Bill rarely went out to dinner and if they did it was a family
restaurant with the girls. Pam relaxed when she realized that the men
and women in the restraint were stylishly dressed. Most of the women
she could see were wearing high fashion short dresses. Soft jazz played
in the dark wood paneled restaurant. The two women we escorted by a
maitre d' to a small table that was in the dining room but near the
entrance to the bar area.
Pam looked around the room. This place is really nice, I hope it's not
too expensive she thought. Suddenly Scotty was standing next to their
table. Pam smiled brightly at the young man.
"Are you going to be our waiter, Scotty?" asked Bess, looking up and
seeing the young man in black pants, white dress shirt, wearing a black
tux tie on his collar.
"Yes, I told the Maitre d' to look out for you and put you in my
serving area."
"Well then, we want the whole treatment"
"Good evening ladies, my name it Scotty and I will be your server this
evening. Here are your menus. Could I get you anything from the bar
while you decide?"
Both Bess and Pam laughed. Bess said, "OOOH this is fun, will we have
to give you a big tip?"
"No, of course not," Scotty laughed back.
Then Bess added, "That's good because Pam gave you your tip the other
night, or should I say YOU gave her your TIP." Both Pam and Scotty
blushed at the comment.
"Oh, isn't that sweet? Now you are shy! Get us two glasses of the house
white, Scotty." Then turning to Pam, "I think we can break the diet
tonight."
Scotty came back with the wine. The three chatted for a few minutes.
The conversation ended with Bess saying, "We will order sometime sexy
and fun to eat. How about the crab legs. Something about pulling out
the chunks of succulent meat and dipping it in butter turns me on."
Bess naturally ordered for the two of them and Pam was happy to let her.
Scotty left with the order. Bess reached across the table, took Pam's
hand in hers and looked into her face. "I love being out with you Pam.
You are the most important thing to me, my love. Don't you like me
taking care of you? This is so much fun we will need to do this kind of
thing more often, my pet.
Pam smiled, and replied, "I'm really enjoying myself. I haven't had an
expensive meal in so long. I'm always cooking for everyone else."
"Relax and just follow me. I want to pamper you." Bess squeezed Pam's
fingers and then stroked the back of her hand gently.
The two women sitting alone had attracted the attention of several men
in the bar area. They were older and looked very distinguished, like
all of the clientele in the restaurant. One of the bartenders
approached the table and poured more wine into their glasses. Bess
looked up, surprised. The bartender simply said, "Compliments of the
gentlemen in the bar", and walked away. Bess and Pam looked up and two
nice looking men tipped their glasses to them.
"All right," Bess thought, "This is the first time any man has ever
bought me a drink. And these are obviously well-to-do, sophisticated,
attractive men." Then Bess looked across the table at her friend, "Of
course," she thought, "That's why. Pam has the tits that make men open
their wallets and their zippers." She was suddenly annoyed with Pam.
The naive Pam was surprised as well. Drinks sent to her table was a
first for her. She had never gone out prior to her marriage where this
could happen. She hadn't looked as hot then, either. Since her marriage
any night out was with her husband, wearing Sunday school clothes,
hardly pick-up material. In fact, until tonight she had never been pick-
up material in her life. Pam's surprise turned to confusion when she
saw Bess' face turn dark.
Scotty arrived balancing a tray on one hand. Stretched out holding the
tray Pam and Bess couldn't help but notice that his pants were very
tight. The material clung to his muscular ass and his "package" was
outlined. It was now obvious that he wasn't wearing underwear.
Bess said, "Showing off a little, aren't you Scotty?"
"Jake has us all wear tight pants. He says the customers like it and it
does sometimes get us big tips." Then with a laugh in his effeminate
voice Scotty added, "I usually get bigger tips from some men. Like Jake
says, it pays to advertise. Hey, I saw that you had some drinks sent to
you earlier, you guys must be 'advertising' yourselves."
"No, we just want to have our dinner," said Pam defensively.
"Well I think those guys were just wanting to get close to the 'new'
Pam," said Bess with obvious irritation in her voice.
Scotty placed the plates on the table and left the women to their meal.
The two women enjoyed eating the fattening meal. At one point Bess
pulled a long tendril of meat from one of the crab legs on her plate.
She caught Pam's eyes and slowly dipped the meat in the butter bowl.
Holding the meat over her tilted back head Bess held still while the
butter ran down the long slender piece of meat and sensually dropped
into her open mouth. Then she stuck her tongue out and licked the end
of the dangling meat. She looked again at Pam, smiled then sucked the
crab meat into her mouth, slowly pulled it back out and repeated,
sucking the meat like a miniature cock. Pam laughed out loud and,
getting into the spirit, imitated Bess with a piece of her food. The
women laughed together and were startled when they heard clapping
coming from the bar. Several men were looking at them, smiling and
giving them the 'thumbs up' sign. One man walked from the bar and stood
next to their table. He was a tall and imposing figure, mid- thirties
with dark hair and eyes. He wore an impeccable dark Italian silk suit.
The two women could feel his presence. He sent out vibrations that
said 'power.'
"Hello, ladies. My name is Jake and I am the lucky owner of this
establishment."
Immediately Pam and Bess knew who he was.
"I saw one of my employees talking with you earlier, are you friends of
Scotty?" Jake asked in a condescending tone.
Pam was speechless. This man intimidated her by his presence. Powerful
men always did that. First her father, then a few of her college
professors. Occasionally Pam would have to attend a business party with
Bill. The powerful businessmen that Bill worked for made her feel the
same way, somehow small and vulnerable. At those parties she always
stayed close to her husband. Taking comfort from him. In fact, one of
the reasons she was drawn to Bill in the first place was because he did
not intimidate her.
Bess, on the other hand, looked at Jake as a challenge. Like most
things in her life Bess always wanted to compete and beat people. Stand
up to them and stare them down. As Pam seemed to sink into her chair,
Bess seemed to rise in hers, showing defiance to the man who stood
confidently next to their table.
For his part, Jake sized up the two women immediately. He was a student
of people and how strong they were. How physically strong and mentally
strong.
He noticed Pam's wedding band and the lack of a band on Bess' finger.
He read the body language of each and knew that Pam was here because of
Bess. While Pam was much more interesting to him from a physical
standpoint, he was intrigued by the small defiant Bess. He had a
feeling that she held the key to her married friend.
"Yes, Scotty invited us. You have a very nice restaurant, Jake. I'll
tell you if I like the food after we are done eating," said Bess in a
straightforward tone, looking straight into the man's handsome yet
somehow callous face.
"Well, I will have to reward him for asking two such delightful women
to dine here," said Jake, turning on the charm and displaying a mouth
full of dazzling white teeth. "And you WILL enjoy the meal. I serve
nothing but the best. That's why I am so successful."
Bess turned back to her meal and Pam stole a sidelong glance at the
man, afraid to meet his eyes.
Jake continued, seeing that these two would take some effort. "In fact,
Scotty actually both lives with me and works for me."
"Actually, Jake, you threw him out last weekend," said Bess throwing
another barb.
"MY MY, you two have me at a disadvantage. It seems you know much more
about me than I know of you. I would like to remedy that. May I join
you? For your company I will give you your meals and drinks on the
house."
"We are quite capable of paying for our meals," Bess shot back, "but we
both like Scotty very much and I would like to know more about him...
and you, Jake. So I will allow you to join us." Bess felt like she had
control.
Bess saw Pam's eyes pleading with her not to have this man join them,
but Bess simply dismissed her with a look of her own. The exchange of
glances was not lost on Jake. "Very interesting, his initial assessment
must have been right about these two," he thought.
Jake simply nodded to the maitre d' and a third chair appeared at the
table in seconds.
At first Jake and Bess talked about the restaurant, then the subject
switched to exercise, when Jake noted that Bess was obviously an
athlete. This pleased her and she regaled him with her list of
impressive athletic accomplishments in college and since.
It was revealed that Scotty had been working out with Pam and Bess for
the last several days.
Jake finally turned to Pam, "Oh, are you an athlete?"
Pam couldn't make herself meet his eyes and softly responded, "No, not
really"
Bess immediately corrected her charge. "Pam, speak up and look at Jake."
Pam struggled to look up at his handsome face, finally in a louder
voice said, "No, I've only been working out with Bess for a month."
Bess immediately took charge and continued, "I am helping Pam with a
diet and getting her in shape."
Jake leaned to one side and looked down at Pam's legs and said, "Keep
it up, you seem to be making progress." Pam blushed.
Jake, knowing that he needed to stay connected with Bess, leaned the
other way and after looking at Bess' legs said, "But her legs will
never look like yours. Your legs are the result of a lifetime of work."
Bess smiled brightly at the compliment.
Jake sat with a smug look and thought to himself, "Yes, I will be able
to manipulate the manipulator."
Jake then decided to turn up the heat on the conversation. "You know
that Scotty and I are lovers."
Both women nodded that they were aware of that. The Jake launched into
recounting how he had found Scotty on the street. Had taken him in,
given him a job and become his lover. Then he talked about taking
control of Scotty, having him essentially become his personal slave,
making Scotty work out with him, etc. Finally he said, "... and Scotty
has such a beautiful ass, he takes my cock up it so well. I really love
it when I'm on top of that beautiful muscular body, such a beautiful
tight ass."
Bess said, "Yes, we know."
Jake looked up with surprise. "What do you mean? He is not supposed to
have sex with anyone but me."
Bess, realizing her mistake, said, "No, when we work out we do it
naked. We saw him, that's all."
Jake smiled, "That's good because I'm taking Scotty back tonight. He
won't need to work out with you anymore. We usually work out naked, so
I'm not surprised you do as well. Listen, I have some of the best
equipment money can buy. If the two of you would like to come over to
my place and have a workout, Scotty and I would like it. Nothing to
worry about with two fags like us."
Pam was frightened that Bess would take him up on the offer. Somehow
Jake didn't seem gay at all.
Bess, wanting to exert her control again, simply said, "I will have to
think about it. I don't want to disrupt our routine."
Pam breathed a sigh of relief for a moment. But only a moment. Jake
turned to her and said, Well, If Bess doesn't want to work out with
Scotty and I, how about you, Pam?"
The was a long pause, Bess didn't say anything wanting to hear Pam's
response.
Finally Pam said, "It's up to Bess, she makes all of those decisions."
Both Jake and Bess smiled. Bess because she was proud of Pam's answer,
Jake because he now knew that Pam was controlled by Bess, owned by her.
Now it was only a matter of time. He smiled sweetly at the housewife
and said, "I understand," while he thought of all the wonderful things
he was going to do to her, when the time was right.
****
Pam and Bess had finished their meal. Scotty came back to ask if they
wanted desert.
They both exclaimed "NO, they were stuffed." Pam literally was. Her
daily meals had been so small over the past weeks that she knew that
her stomach had shrunk. She was actually uncomfortable and she looked
it.
In front of his new friends, Jake told Scotty that he expected the
young man to come back home with him tonight. Pam watched Scotty as
this announcement was made. Scotty showed a variety of emotions on his
beautiful face. Obvious happiness about going to the place he
considered home but there was also a fear present. Pam remembered the
welts on his muscular buttocks and was concerned for her new friend.
Jake asked if Scotty had been a good server and the women
said, "Absolutely."
Then Jake said, "I will reward Scotty for bringing you wonderful ladies
to my restaurant. I have enjoyed your company so much that I will keep
my promise." Jake turned to Scotty and said, "Tear up their bill,
Scotty. And we will welcome them back any time." Everyone smiled.
Jake then said, "Pam you look uncomfortable. Scotty, show Pam where the
restroom is. I want to talk to Bess privately for a moment, anyway."
Pam was happy to stand and relieve the pressure on her stomach. As
Scotty led Pam away, Jake and the men in the bar watched her walk away
in her high heels, her ass swaying and thighs flashing. Once she was
out of view, Jake shifted over to Pam's chair. He felt the warmth on
the chair left by Pam. He smiled to himself, "She was a hot piece of
ass."
Jake nodded to the maitre d' and the extra chair was whisked away.
Until Jake left, Pam would have no place to sit.
Jake looked hard at Bess and she looked right back at him as if in a
war of wills. Jake smiled and relaxed, "I had to kick Scotty out for a
few days. I had a stewardess I picked up staying with me while she was
on her layover. She wouldn't have understood Scotty being at my place."
Bess eyes widened in surprise.
Jake laughed, "Oh, I'm bisexual. I enjoy women a lot. Scotty is just
convenient to have around. And he is absolutely the best 'cocksucker'.
Much better than any woman I have ever been with."
Jake continued, "Sort of like you and Pam I'll bet. I can tell that the
two of you must get it on." Bess did not respond to that, but the look
on her face told Jake the answer. Jake continued, "I'm impressed with
your control over her. Tell me about it, you must be very strong to
control someone who is married."
By feeding Bess' ego he knew that she would talk. This was one subject
everyone liked to brag about.
Bess found herself opening up to Jake. She explained how she had been
empty and unfulfilled until Pam had fallen into her control. How she
really loved Pam and her daughters. During Bess' revelations Jake began
to interject his thoughts.
Jake observed that it was impressive to control someone who had a
family separate from the dominator's relationship. He was also,
impressed that she had good control over the married woman since she
only "had her" for a couple of hours a day, six days a week.
He confessed that it was easy to control Scotty because Jake was the
only relationship Scotty had. And Scotty was with him seven days a week
24 hours a day. Also, Scotty depended on Jake for his food, shelter,
for everything.
Bess explained that she and Pam had a very strong emotional bond and
that she had drawn Pam in very slowly to prevent her from running away
from her.
Jake played Bess. Making her think that they were some kind of
coconspirators. Letting Bess think she had control of the conversation.
He recognized Bess' need to dominate all of her relationships.
When Jake saw Pam returning from the restroom, he leaned across to Bess
and whispered, "Show me. I want to talk with you some more and my chair
was taken away. Have her stand in the bar and wait until we are
finished talking. That will impress me. I know that a sheltered
housewife like her will be uncomfortable in that situation."
Pam walked up to the table and realized that Jake was in her seat. She
stood and looked at Bess. Bess was silent for a moment. Then she
thought, "Why not? It might be fun."
"Pam, Jake and I are still talking. Go into the bar and have a glass of
wine. I'll send Scotty for you when Jake and I are finished talking."
Pam looked unsure and a little hurt, she didn't move. Bess saw Jake
shrug his shoulders as if to say, "I guess you're not the boss after
all."
Bess needed to show this arrogant SOB. "Go NOW, Pam!"
Pam wilted, finally turned and with a frightened look on her face went
into the bar area.
Jake whispered, "Very impressive."
Jake and Bess watched. As soon as Pam entered the bar area, several
attractive, well dressed men offered her a seat and bought her a drink.
Pam looked awkward and self-conscious.
Jake turned to Bess, "She will be all right, they will hit on her, but
my restaurant is not the kind of place where anything would happen. She
will get some attention, that's all. I also own an after hours club. If
we were there, you would need to keep her on a tight leash."
Bess thought to herself that her pet might help her get a real man
between her legs. It had been so long since she had a man make love to
her.
Jake continued, "Speaking of a leash, how do you punish her? I cane and
humiliate Scotty on a regular basis."
Bess proudly told Jake of requiring Pam to stay nude in her house,
paddling her and the binding of her arms.
Jake laughed, "Wonderful. So you really only dominate her at your
house?"
Bess said yes, mostly at the house. But that she had begun to
purposefully embarrass Pam outside the house. Like tonight, rolling up
her skirt.
Jake went on to say that Bess would have to continue to dominate Pam to
continue to take her to greater and greater punishment and humiliation
or the relationship would stagnate. Bess listened to the argument and
it made sense, but she also loved her pet.
Jake discussed that Pam, being married with a family really complicated
the relationship. He said that at his 'after hours' club, occasionally
dominants and submissives came in. It was really boring most of the
time, not real control, just people play acting. Wearing outlandish
clothes and pretending to spank each other. Not very real when both of
the parties involved really wanted the same thing. To Jake, real
control, real possession of a person was what was exciting. That was
what was so great about Bess and Pam. Even though Pam was only sitting
in an upscale bar, in a skirt that was really no shorter than any of
the other women in the restaurant, it was an act so alien to her that
it was only possible because of Bess' control. That was exciting and
Bess should be congratulated.
Bess beamed at the praise.
They looked up and saw that Pam had become a little more comfortable
and was now talking with two of the men who stood next to her.
Jake looked at Bess. "See Bess, she is already relaxing. You need to
continue to up the control or eventually Pam will just return to her
family or find someone who will take even greater possession of her.
You need to be careful. After all, "owning" someone is a lot of work. I
can't tell you the hours I've spent training Scotty."
Bess agreed, "That's true, Pam has consumed me. It is a lot of
responsibility."
Jake smiled and, stroking Bess' ego one more time, said, "You are an
amazing woman, Bess. Think about coming to my house for a workout, or
if you like, you and Pam could come to my club."
Bess said that she would think about it.
"Do yourself a favor Bess, do something else to exert your control and
humiliate Pam before you leave. But please, not too outrageous; this is
an upscale restaurant and my livelihood."
Bess smiled and said, "Yes, that's a good idea Jake. I will."
Jake stood, "You won't be seeing Scotty at your house anymore. After
all, like you with Pam I have to keep my control. And I can tell that
he likes the two of you too much."
He waved Scotty over to the table and as Jake left he said to Bess, "I
know that we will be seeing more of each other."
Scotty arrived and Jake disappeared into the back of the
restaurant. "Scotty, would you go get Pam from the bar and have her
come back to the table?" Bess was thinking about what Jake had said,
what could she have Pam do to further humiliate and control her in this
upscale public place?
When Scotty went up to Pam she was talking with ease to the men that
surrounded her. He noted that they were all ogling her exposed thighs
and the swell of her breasts under her white blouse. Scotty said to
Pam, "Bess has asked you to come back." The men groaned but all
expressed thanks for the time Pam had spent with them. Pam felt like
the queen of the ball as she slid off her stool, exposing a little more
thigh. As Scotty walked with Pam back to the table, he whispered to
her, "Be careful of Jake, Pam." Pam didn't say anything, she was
confused by the comment.
Pam slid back into her seat.
"Well, it looks like you were a hit in the bar. Did you find a friend
for me Pam?" Bess said in a nasty tone. Bess had decided what she would
have Pam do.
Now Pam was really confused, she was happy to be back at the table with
Bess. For some reason Bess seemed mad at her.
"Those men were really checking you out Pam. They bought you a drink
and everything. Were they nice?"
"Oh, Bess, I was really nervous at first, but they were gentlemen and
did seem very nice."
"Well, I think that you need to show your appreciation to them, and to
me. Pam I want you to go back to the bathroom, go into a stall and take
off your bra. Then bring it back to me."
All of the color drained out of Pam's face. "I can't, no... Bess no...
don't ruin this evening... "
"Shut up, Pam. We have been working hard on your body. I'm not wearing
a bra and you don't need one either. Now do as I say. It will be fine.
Think of how good it will feel! Do it now! Besides, your shirt is not
sheer. I wouldn't want to embarrass Scotty or Jake. " Then she
added, "I just want to embarrass you."
Pam didn't move. Bess reached across the table and touched a button on
Pam's collar. "We can do it right here if you prefer."
"Stop, OK! I'll go."
"Good, I'll bet you're turned on, aren't you Pam. I know I am!"
Pam got up from the table, and to her surprise she could feel an
excitement in her belly. She dreaded and was thrilled at what she knew
she must do.
Pam disappeared towards the restroom and Bess glanced around the room
looking for Jake. She saw him sitting at the bar with some well dressed
older gentlemen.
They caught each other's eyes and smiled. Coconspirators...
In a toilet stall, Pam was full of mixed emotions. She was frightened a
little, but she knew that nothing bad could really happen. This was a
nice place and she knew Bess would take care of her like always. That
was comforting. Actually, she was excited. She enjoyed the feeling of
freedom she had at Bess' house and this would sort of be the same. In
fact it wouldn't be as embarrassing as what had happened at the Park.
She pulled her blouse from under her belt and, after unbuttoning it,
hung it on the hook on the back of the stall door. Then she took a deep
breath... and unsnapped her bra. Her tits bounced free and swung in the
cool air of the bathroom. Her nipples hardened into brown pebbles.
After hefting each tit in her hands momentarily, she pulled her blouse
back on. Buttoned it and tucked in her shirt. She played with how tight
the blouse was tucked in, so that her nipples wouldn't be too obvious.
She balled up her bra in one hand and exited the stall. Checking
herself in the mirror as she past it, she thought, you could hardly
tell I'm braless except for the bounce caused by the high heels.
Bess saw Pam approaching the table with a delightful bounce under her
shirt. When she came up to the table Pam was flushed and said, "Oh,
Bess, I feel so naughty."
Bess gave her a loving smile, stood and said, "I'm so proud of you, you
look delicious." In her heels Pam was almost a head taller than Bess.
Then before giving the housewife a chance to think, Bess placed her
hand on Pam's back and steered her towards the bar. Several men looked
up from their drinks at the approaching women. Bess, in a moment of
malevolence, grabbed a handful of cloth on Pam's back. She bunched it
together with her fingers causing the material on Pam's blouse to draw
tight across her unfettered tits. Bess pulled tighter and the material
between the buttons gaped open. The men watching them, peeked through
the small opening and could see the curved flesh of Pam's tits. Bess
steered Pam up to a man sitting next to Jake. He was one of the men who
had been talking with Pam earlier. Then, still holding the shirt tight,
Bess said to him, "My friend is a little shy, do you have a business
card?" The man smiled and pulled a card from his suit pocket and held
it out. "Take it Pam, you said you thought he was nice."
Pam blushed, but held out her hand hoping that this would end quickly.
The man handed her the card. First she reached up with the hand that
held her bra, then she quickly raised the other hand and took the card.
One of the men sitting nearby commented, "Yeah! We can see how shy she
is!"
Pam visibly shivered when Bess said, "Thank you, maybe we will call you
sometime." The other men high fived their lucky friend as the two women
walked away towards the door of the restaurant.
Jake rose and followed the women. As they were leaving he whispered to
Bess, "Very nicely done Bess, I'm really impressed. You are a very
powerful woman." Bess smiled widely at the complement from the dark,
mysterious man. Jake continued, "Have you thought about changing her
hair color to blonde? I love blondes, that is one of the things that
attracted me to Scotty. And you must do something about her ugly brown
nipples. Kids will screw up even the most delectable female body."
Pam didn't hear the exchange, she was still coming down from the high
of being on display and obviously being appreciated by the men in the
bar. This was a new and foreign experience for her and deep inside,
despite her misgivings, she enjoyed it.
Jake watched the women as they walked across the parking lot. "Pam was
so ripe," he thought, "like a succulent, unbruised juicy peach."
Once in the car the two women hugged each other and laughed. It had
been a fun evening. Bess pulled her car out of the parking lot onto the
brightly lit city streets.
Pam said, "God that was so exciting. I hope Bill wants to make love
tonight."
Bess laughed, "Pam you don't need to be made love to. You need to be
fucked!"
Both women giggled. Then Bess said, "do you want to go to your room and
spend some time with me and 'Mr. Friendly'?"
"I'd love to Bess, but I feel guilty enough about leaving Bill with the
kids."
Bess, not wanting the evening to end, drove aimlessly around the
downtown area.
As she was driving Bess unbuttoned her own blouse and reached inside
with her free hand and tickled her own small nipples on her flat chest.
Pam looked over at her friend and asked, "Bess, what are you doing?"
Bess pulled her blouse open so her nipples were visible and said, "I'm
just so turned on. I feel like playing with myself."
Then she smiled at Pam and said, "Don't you need to put your bra back
on before you get home to Bill?"
"Yes I do. Will you stop at a gas station so I can do that, and unroll
my skirt."
"NO, Do it now!"
"Bess... "
"No. My car is like my house. It's dark in here. Do it now! Besides I'm
playing with my tits and I want to see yours."
Pam shrugged, knowing that arguing would be futile and besides
following this order made her excited. It was dark in the car. None of
the people that they were passing on the downtown streets would be able
to see inside.
Pam unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it from her skirt. She peered out
the dark windows and seeing no one on the street nearby, she pulled
leaned forward and stripped off her blouse.
Bess loved to watch Pam's breasts swing and hang. "She really doesn't
know how sexy she is," Bess thought to herself.
Bess had picked up Pam's bra and held it. "I'll hold your blouse," she
said. Pam twisted in her seat breasts swinging and handed Bess the
blouse and reached for her bra.
Bess laughed evilly and snatched both the blouse and bra away. She
deposited them between her seat and the car door, well out of Pam's
reach.
"Bess!..." Pam shrieked
"Shut up or I will toss them out the window. Bill would certainly
wonder if you came home topless."
Pam, didn't say a word, but placed her hands over her breasts as Bess
hit the electric window switch, and with a soft hum the drivers side
window began to disappear.
"Bess... please... "
"Pam take your hands away from your tits or I will roll down your
window. You'll get them back, if you cooperate, this is fun, love."
Pam dropped her hands exposing her tits. Fortunately Bess' window of
the car was on the street side thought Pam.
"Pam, pull off my blouse while I drive. I want to join you in this
little exhibition, this is so neat."
Pam leaned over and with some struggle was able to get Bess' blouse
off. Bess snatched it away from Pam. "I don't want you to cover up with
my clothes. Besides, you big titted bitch, you would stretch my blouse."
Pam was stung by the words of her friend, but she could feel herself
becoming moist, the powerlessness and the vulnerability of the
situation was getting to her.
