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Dress For Less

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Synopsis: A bored wife rediscovers her dominant lesbian nature and uses it to save her marriage.

Dress For Less

Kate was counting out time. Her fourth anniversary dinner with Jeff, her husband, was a complete disaster. She couldn't take that awful thought out of her mind. Her marriage was sinking into boredom, and somehow she knew it was her fault. Her hopes of having a sex that night, after all it was their anniversary, had disappeared. All she wanted was her husband to pay the bill and leave that fucking fancy restaurant.

In her mind, Jeff was having an affaire. She didn't have any clue, but in the last year her husband was returning home late in a daily basis. Kate could easily remember both times they had sex for a hole year. Both times Jeff took it as a work he had to do, no matter he liked it or not.

Now, Jeff was sitting in silence in front of her. His eyes were staring at a nearby table where two women in her early thirties were dining. It wouldn't have been a problem for Kate if her husband were doing it casually. What really bothered her was the fact he was doing it on purpose.

Jeff grinned. Now, he was getting from Kate the attention he intended to get.

Kate hesitated about ending the conversation or pushing her husband further. What made her decide to go on was Jeff's strangely confident attitude.

At this moment Kate had to discard her planned answer. She was curious about where the discussion could lead.

It made Kate to look at her immediately. Her eyes scanned every inch of the blonde in the nearby table in a matter of seconds. Kate had to recognize, at least to herself, that her husband was right. The blonde was wearing a silver gray taffeta cocktail dress, with a matching bolero jacket. Her hair was carefully arranged in an elegant updo, complementing her sophisticate look with jewelry, hose and high heel pumps. What neither Jeff nor Kate knew, was that Jillian, the blonde lady, and her friend had just left a boring cocktail party.

Kate's curiosity was growing. It seemed her husband had planned this conversation for months.

The waiter came with the bill. Kate realized it couldn't be more opportune. Her husband was completely right again. When the waiter left with credit card voucher signed, Kate was ready to continue.

Now, Kate was disabled. She knew Jeff was talking sincerely, and the key to revive their marriage was in her hands. Kate looked at herself, dressed in boring black slacks, white shirt and black ankle boots, almost no makeup and her auburn hair arranged in a bun. It was a noticeable contrast with the dressy blonde.

Kate was more than surprised. Though she looked at the blonde carefully, she didn't pay attention to so many details. She looked at her again and quickly noticed the darker stocking tops barely showing below the hem of the dress, and the gray satin 4" pumps with matching purse.

The mere thought of Kate getting dressed up like the blonde gave Jeff a nice hard on. He was going to answer when, as he predicted, Jillian stood up. After grabbing her purse she sexily walked to the restrooms. Kate automatically saw the opportunity, grabbed her handbag and also stood up.

Jeff hesitated, not knowing what his wife was going to do. When he was going to ask, Kate was already heading to the restrooms. There was nothing else to do but going to pick the car.

Meanwhile, Kate entered the ladies restrooms. As Jeff anticipated, she was refreshing her already perfect makeup. No one else was there, and after Kate spent a few seconds evaluating her options she walked directly to the blonde.

Jillian looked at Kate from head to toes. She returned Kate a stupid smile for what she considered a stupid joke and resumed her makeup. Kate stepped forward until her hips slightly pushed at Jillian's, making her to step back and face Kate. Her blue eyes turned towards Kate's ice cold expression, but as Kate resumed her approach, she had to look away from her and step backwards until the wall stopped her.

Jillian suddenly started to feel fear when Kate pinned her wrists against the wall. She wanted to push Kate away, but her body seemed to be paralyzed. Kate took advantage of it, keeping the grip on the blonde's wrists and pushing her into a stall. Jillian's heels clinked in the marble floor until Kate pinned her against the stall wall. Her toothpick arms weren't a challenge for Kate's muscular complexion. Both ladies had to spread her legs at both sides of the toilet. The gorgeous blonde made no attempt to stop Kate, who was feeling powerful and excited at the same time. It was going to be much easier than she anticipated, and according to wetness developing in her crotch, much more exciting.

Jillian's heart pumped furiously as she started sobbing. Kate released the grip on her wrists and lifted her chin with her index finger. Her arms dropped and her blue eyes tried not to look at Kate, who threatened her again.

As an answer, Jillian removed her short jacket, revealing the nice sweetheart cleavage of the dress. Her round breasts were perfectly held by the dress.

Kate found hard to understand why that stupid girl submitted so easily. She was also confused about the reasons of her growing excitement. Maybe it was because she anticipated a night of torrid sex with her husband, but dominating that gorgeous lady was also turning her on. Kate's only previous lesbian experience was at the end of high school, when she forced Tammy, the cheerleader's team captain to lick her pussy after a brawl on the lockers room. Now she was feeling quite the same way. It was something more about power rather than sex, or at least that feeling was more acceptable than assuming the blonde was turning her on.

As time was running against her intentions, Kate had to put her hands at work. And she did it literally, grabbing the sobbing blonde's firm breasts pulling her forwards. As her victim complained, Kate slapped her left cheek.

The second slap landed on right cheek. The perfect makeup on Jillian's face did a good work hiding the reddening of her porcelain skin. Jillian complied promptly. When the dress was gone, her 36 C breast bounced freely, and a set of white lace panties and garterbelts were revealed. Her manicured hands covered her round breast. She almost couldn't bear the humiliation, but she still was unable to react against her tormentor. Kate's envy and arousal grew at the sight of the beautiful lady in her sexy lingerie. Jillian had a perfect hourglass figure with slender endless legs to die for. The tiny lace triangle of her white lace tong allowed a glimpse of her blonde pubic hair. A delicate black satin bow decorated each of the garters, making a lovely contrast with her milky white thighs. Jillian was a couple of inches taller than Kate, but with the 4" pumps on, and the updo of her hair, she looked a foot taller.

While Kate started to undress, her mind was flooded by images of Tammy submitting to her on the high school lockers. Jillian's submissive behavior reminded her how Tammy's attitude changed after the trashing Kate gave to her. Her blue eyes looked exactly in the same way than Jillian's, pleading Kate to stop whatever she was going to do. But Kate never left anything unfinished. Once Kate was completely naked, and her bargain clothes piled over the toilet, her right hand reached Jillian's lace covered crotch. Jillian's delicate hands tried to cover her crotch, but it was a feeble attempt to stop Kate, who tightly grabbed Jillian's left wrist. Kate applied all the pressure she could on Jillian's tiny wrist, making the poor blonde squeal at the pain.

Jillian's complaint was interrupted by Kate's left hand finger invading her pussy. Kate buried her middle finger on Jillian's dry clit together with the lacy fabric of her panties. When Kate added her index finger and pushed up harder, Jillian's body trembled and her slender stockinged legs flickered. Her stiletto heels lost contact with the floor as she was being forced to stand on her toes by Kate's relentless probing. As Kate buried her fingers deeper, Jillian's creamy bright red lips formed an O and a loud moan came from her mouth. Kate felt the blonde's juices moistening the lace panties and her invading fingers, but also realized somebody else could come to the restrooms momentarily. Her primary objective was to take Jillian's clothing, but it didn't mean she couldn't spend a few minutes playing with her.

Jillian sighed when Kate's fingers withdrew from her now sensitive cunt. Kate's pussy dripped like a fountain, flooding her inner thighs with her sticky juices. At first Jillian thought her ordeal would finish there. The embarrassment and humiliation were unbearable. The blonde was feeling powerless to stop Kate. Five minutes ago she was having dinner in a fine restaurant like hundreds of times before, and now she was being stripped and dominated by an unknown woman. But worst of all, her body responded like a whore at the fingering.

Well aware of her complete control over Jillian, Kate decided to humiliate her further. She grabbed her cotton sports bra and panties, and after cleaning her own juices with the panties, she stuffed them into Jillian's mouth. While hearing the blonde's muffled complaints, Kate tied Jillian's wrist on her back with the bra. Kate's strong hands roughly squeezed Jillian's breasts, at the same time she pinched the blonde's already erected nipples. Jillian seemed to be in something like a trance. Her body was squirming sexily, her blue eyes were rolling and one of her nyloned calves rhythmically was going up and down, following Kate's cyclic squeezing. Every time Kate increased the squeezing strength, Jillian's calf raised, wobbling the gray high heel pump in the air all the time Kate kept the pressure on her breasts. When the squeezing and pinching decreased, Jillian's calf went down and her toes barely touched the floor.

Keeping the grip on her breasts, Kate steadily pushed Jillian until the blonde was sitting on the toilet cup with her beautiful legs completely spread. Kate released one of her breast and started unhooking the front garters. To unhook the back garters, Kate needed both hands.

The tender flesh of Jillian's breast was reddened, clearly showing the zones were Kate clawed her hands. Jillian breathed heavily as her head leaned back. She was on the verge of an orgasm, and all she wanted was a final little push to cum. If she hadn't her hands tied on her back she would finish it at once.

Kate grabbed Jillian's left ankle and twisted her slender leg until the blonde laid on her side over the toilet cup. Thus Kate gained access to the back garters. Once unhooked, Kate removed Jillian's garterbelt and rolled the lace panties down her ass. Her shapely legs flickered when Kate's fingers caressed them from the inner thighs to the ankles.

Before proceeding with the heels and stockings, Kate made Jillian sit on her butt again. Jillian muffled moans filled the stall as Kate buried one, two, three fingers on her cunt. The blonde's body was shacking out of control while Kate pushed her whole hand into her pussy. Jillian's legs kicked in the air and her moans turned into cries, as the wild orgasm stroke her. Her vision was blurry and while trying to recover her breath, Jillian didn't notice Kate grabbed each of her thin ankles, removed the high heel pumps, and the tan nylon stockings.

Kate got dressed with Jillian's designer clothes in less than a minute. She also took the credit cards and driver's license out of the Jillian's purse, throwing it over her former clothes. Kate untied Jillian's hands and removed the panties from her mouth. Jillian remained seated whit her legs spread wide, and her tiny arms dangling at her sides. Before leaving the stall Kate remembered something important.

Jillian started sobbing again while Kate took her necklace and earrings. Kate put the wet and stained cotton panties around Jillian's neck and patted her face.

Kate spent a couple of minutes applying some makeup, while hearing the sobbing blonde getting dressed in the stall. The mirror returned Kate her smile of satisfaction, while she grabbed her handbag and her new purse, and left the restrooms.

When Kate entered the passenger side of the car, her husband's jaw dropped and his dick jumped inside his pants. It was his wife, looking like she never did, dressed up with another woman clothes.

Jeff drove home like an Indy pilot, and Kate had the best sex of her life, for the hole night. The next morning, Kate promised herself to repeat such stimulating experience. Her marriage was at stake…

Part 2 – A fresh start

It took the whole saturday for Kate and Jeff to recover after an overexciting night. Jeff didn't save any effort trying to convince Kate to tell him how she'd got the clothes from the blonde lady. There were several disturbing details he couldn't take out of his mind. His wife managed to get not only the dress and jacket, but also the complete lingerie set. The mere thought of his wife undressing that beautiful lady gave him a hard on. But he hadn't any clue about the way his wife could also get the expensive necklace and earrings. It was hard for him to imagine the reason why a woman would easily give away such fine jewelry pieces.

Jeff also was aware he had just spent the best night since he was with Kate, and there was no reason to upset her discussing about it.

They had saturday night dinner at home. Kate was again dressed in her usual manner, discount black slacks, a pair of rather chunky low heel black shoes and a green t-shirt. Kate perfectly knew her husband was waiting her to keep the recently lit flame on. She was determined not to disappoint him.

Kate walked to the bedroom, leaving no opportunity for Jeff to answer. In just a moment she reappeared at the living room, wearing a lycra red top instead of the t-shirt. Jeff expression did little to hide he was expecting her to wear something sexier.

Kate noticed her husband's hard on at once. During the drive to the club she remained in silence, giving a devilish grin as an answer to each her husband's questions. They decided to go to one of the better clubs in town. As Jeff was the lawyer of the club's owner, they had no trouble to bypass the long queue at the entrance. Once inside the club, they walked past the crowd and made their way into the VIP lounge. It was full of quite nice people, and particularly, there were plenty of beautiful women.

Jeff was a very handsome man indeed. He approached the bar, and while ordering a drink, he started looking at the surrounding female stock. Jeff still hadn't got his drink, when he saw what he was looking for.

At the end of the bar, among a group of three gorgeous ladies chatting, a sexy blonde caught his attention. She was in her mid twenties and dressed to kill. Her skin tight black, ultra short, sequined halter dress barely covered her heart shaped ass. Her long slender legs were wrapped in shimmering tan pantyhose, ending in a pair of 5" golden stiletto sandals with ankle strap. Her round silicone enhanced breasts seemed to be struggling against the deep and tight cleavage, and the open back of the dress was crossed by two tiny spaguetti straps. Her pretty face was nicely made up, with her lips covered with glossy pink lipstick. If her intention was to draw attention, she obviously succeeded.

Jeff thought her look was too glittering for his more conservative taste, but he also would love to see his wife dressed like her. It didn't took long for Jeff to lure her wife's next victim to him. A of crossed looks, and invitation to drink, and the blonde starlet was sitting on a stool next to Jeff. He soon learned her name was Amy, she was single and earned her living doing modeling jobs.

Meanwhile, Kate developed her plan. The restrooms weren't an option, as they were constantly crowded, but the aisle leading to the restrooms ended in an emergency exit. The exit lead to a wide empty corridor with another exit to the back alley. It was the perfect place to do the "exchange".

When Kate returned to the bar, her husband and the blonde bimbo had already finished the first round of drinks. Kate carefully evaluated her, and though with the heels the blonde was ten inches taller than her, Kate soon arrived to the obvious conclusion: she was no match for her. Watching that bimbo teasing her husband, made her blood to boil. She wouldn't even had to care about cries or squealing, the loud music would allow her to work freely. And to make things easier, a blonde again. She really was going to enjoy it.

She sat in an empty stool, and after giving a fifty dollar tip to the barman, she convinced him to spill the next drink on the blonde's cleavage.

Kate headed to the restrooms aisle, and waited there for the barman to do his part. She had to wait just a couple of minutes, before Amy appeared there. Her hips wiggled sexily during the short walk to the ladies restrooms door. She was visible upset with her cleavage completely soaked.

Kate stopped Amy before she reached the door knob.

Amy politely smiled at Kate, who was concentrating all her strength in her right fist. Kate drove a hard blow on the smiling blonde stomach, leaving her without air. Amy was shocked and trying to recover her breath, while Kate grabbed her left arm and passed it over her shoulders. It looked like Kate was helping a drunk friend. At least that was what everybody around thought, when Kate carried her to the emergency exit. During the twenty feet walk, and when Kate was sure nobody would notice, she roughly sunk her right elbow on Amy's flat belly several times. The poor blonde was completely taken by surprise. All her energies were focused on trying to breath, and of course, she was totally unable to cry or fight Kate back.

They crossed the exit door, and as the door closed the music faded. Kate and Amy were alone in the empty corridor. Amy staggered in her golden heels when Kate released her left arm. She could hardly stand by herself while Kate allowed her to recover a little. Just a little.

Amy was slightly arched with both hands covering her battered belly. Tears of pain flowed across her cheeks as her pleading green eyes looked at Kate.

Amy didn't answer. The door leading back to the lounge was at no more than ten feet. As she was recovering her breath, it was a big temptation to escape. Amy decided she would take her chances, but before giving a second step, Kate had a nice grip on her golden hair. Kate twisted her hair forcing Amy to bent forward. The tight dress rolled up exposing her wonderful bottom wrapped in the shimmering pantyhose.

Amy tried to release Kate's grip on her hair, clawing her sharp nails at Kate's wrists. It only made Kate angrier. While keeping her grip, Kat roughly drove her knee on Amy's belly. As the corridor was wide enough, Kate used Amy's golden hair as a sling and made the blonde spin around her. The 5" stilettos weren't the best option to keep the pace imposed by Kate, as each turn she was spinning faster. When Amy's legs were about to give up, Kate released the grip on her hair. Amy made an spectacular landing. After reaching the floor, her sexy body slid twelve feet on the corridor floor. Amy ended facing the floor, with her slender legs widely spread and pantyhosed ass exposed.

Kate wouldn't waste time. She walked straight to the blonde and pulled her up by her hair. Amy could barely stay on her feet, her puny arms were dangling while she struggled to stand up. The skirt of her sparkling sequined dress was rolled at her slim waist. Kate allowed her to lean her back on the wall, and released the grip on her hair. Amy sobbed like little girl when Kate firmly grabbed her silicone breasts, softly pushing her against the wall. Kate was sure that the blonde had lost all hopes of opposing further resistance.

Amy's sissy voice made Kate remember Tammy Stevens pleading for mercy in the high school lockers. Kate gently squeezed Amy's right breast while her hand reached the blonde's crotch. To Kate's surprise, Amy suddenly reacted against her. Amy used both hands to claw her nails again on Kate's wrist, giving pathetic kicks on her tormentor's legs. Kate patience was exhausted. She twisted Amy's breast until she had no other option than let Kate's hand go.

The intense pain in her breast had the blonde crying and squealing loudly, until Kate landed a hard blow on her stomach. Amy opened her mouth wide, desperately trying to breath some air. Kate didn't wanted her to lean comfortably on the wall, so she roughly pulled her breast forward until having the blonde in the center of the corridor. Kate punched her belly again, making her slender body shake at the blow. Amy's pretty face pointed to the floor, while she was loosing control of her body. She was dazed by the lack of air. Her legs were unable to support her body, and when Kate let go her breast, Amy fell on her knees. While Amy's upper body tilted forwards and backwards, Kate took her dress off. Leaving the topless beauty on her knees, Kate got undressed. Once naked, she only had to softly push Amy to make her back lay on the floor.

As Kate's pussy was demanding immediate attention, she kneeled over Amy, pressing her dripping cunt on Amy's bright pink lips.

In her position, Kate had a nice view of Amy's whole body. The blonde's belly was reddened by the beating. When Kate pinched her nipples, Amy rubbed her left thigh against the right thigh, and her tongue started licking. No matter how much Kate tried to avoid it, she was being driven to an imminent climax. When the nipple pinching had turned into a soft breast squeezing, Amy's legs kicked aimlessly. The pointy heel of one of her sandals got caught on the pantyhose of the other leg, ripping it. The relentless work of Amy's tongue took Kate to one of the better orgasms of her life, only comparable to the one with Tammy. On the peak of her climax, Kate roughly squeezed and pulled the blonde's breasts, like trying to rip them off her body. Amy's body contorted at the pain, until Kate let her breasts free.

After recovering a few seconds, Kate stood up and put the sexy black dress on. Amy remained moaning on the floor while Kate took her sandals off. Her round breast clearly showed the punishment received, and her face was covered by the messy mix of her makeup and Kate's juices.

Amy couldn't react at Kate's sneering. After stepping into her new golden sandals, Kate kneeled at her side, making Amy to face the floor and rolled the shimmering pantyhose down her thighs.

Kate began stuffing her gray cotton panties into Amy's ass. The blonde cried loudly while Kate used two fingers to bury the panties in her tight ass. Kate only left a small piece of the panties emerging from the tiny hole, and rolled up the hose until Amy's bottom was covered again. Before standing up, Kate grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

Kate took a final look at the battered beauty on the corridor floor. She was feeling like an amazon queen as she headed to the bar. In addition to the intense orgasm, she was rewarded by her husband's expression of approval. Jeff could do little to hide the sudden hard on while his wife posed the recently acquired dress in front of him.

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