Wait for them

About fifteen minutes later Leigh led Crystal over to my table. She appraised me the same way a guy appraises possible rivals. She didn't seem too intimidated.

Up close Crystal was stunning. She wasn't much over five foot, and small, except in the places it counted. Her large, round nipples showed through her tank top. Her breast were small but firm, and nicely displayed by her shirt.

"Matt, this is my new friend, Crystal."

"Whatsup?" she said.

"Nice to meet you," I said.

"Crystal asked us to come up to her room," Leigh said.

I agreed, and the three of us headed to the elevator. Crystal had my wife by the hand and I followed. She had nice fit legs and a perfectly shaped ass. I was staring at it when she glanced back at me, smiled and then ran her hand over Leigh's ass.

We got on the elevator, and as soon as the door closed, Crystal pushed Leigh against the wall and started kissing her. To my surprise, my wife didn't fight her, instead she started kissing her back.

Crystal's hands worked up the hem of my wife's dress, revealing her pink lace panties. Then she shoved her hand inside and Leigh started to orgasm.

"See what you've been missing?" she asked.

Leigh couldn't answer, she just kept moaning as Crystal finger fucked her against the elevator wall.

Then the door opened. My wife straightened her dress and we walked down the hall to her knew friend's room.
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Crystal told us more about herself while she poured us shots of bourbon. She was 44 and single. During the week she was a conservative, single soccer mom who worked in an office building. On weekends, when her ex-husband had the kids, she was a carpet munching lesbian out on the town. She had been married for fifteen years before leaving her husband so she could explore more options.

"I do like dick," she said with a laugh. "Men are too much work. Too much drama. Not like women."

She pulled Leigh too her and kissed her passionately on the lips. Crystal slide one shoulder strap off of my wife's shoulder and attacked her neck. Leigh closed her eyes and moaned.

"Guys think they're in charge," Crystal said as she eased the other strap from my wife's shoulder. Her dress fell away and she stood there, naked except for her panties. "When I get my hands on a woman I like, she knows I am in charge. It's a lot simpler this way. But I don't want to break up a good thing, and I can tell you love each other."

She leaned down and suckled one of Leigh's nipples.

"I will make you a deal, Matt," she said. "I am about to give your wife the fucking of her life, whether you like it or not. You can bow down and worship me, or you can leave. But if you stay, you belong to me. You do what I say, when I say. You don't cum until I tell you to cum. That way we don't have all the bullshit that goes on in normal relationships. Got it?"

She stared at me for a moment, then unbuckled her skirt and let it fall to the ground. She had the tight muscular ass of a runner, and she wasn't wearing any panties.

"If you wanna play, get over here and worship my ass while I take care of your wife."