No one who’d wronged me…

It was a woman, pretty, older, but nothing massively special and though I shook her hand briefly, nothing from the app…I suppose that makes sense. Most people aren’t going to have ‘wronged’ me.

She was grumpy enough with Jenna she didn’t even bother to introduce herself, just grabbing her roommate and getting her out of there…

I texted Jenna, Remember, you owe me one free cleanup job and I expect you to be wearing girlier colors next time I see you.

I didn’t hear back from her until the middle of Sunday. But that’s a story for later. Earlier the next morning, I got a call from Diamond asking me to meet her at a nearby restaurant, dressed up. We had breakfast together, planning next steps and I provided her some info on cops to avoid and Kianna’s contacts, with her kids leaving in a month or so for college, she was eager to begin her new project. But she was even more eager to plan what was coming next.

Andre’s last show. Reminded of what a dick he was, I used Partners In Everything to place an Orgasm Lock on him, allowing him to cum only when thinking about me, that should let the little cuck cum, but only from the things which strengthened his new (?) fetish. She’d made sure he had the house to himself and knew she was going to over to Asa’s, to meet Asa. He’d be watching. Asa was ready and so was I. I looked over Diamond, she was hot as hell, but not obviously slutty, a line that was hard to walk, but she managed it.

She wanted me to start things off and she’d interrupt. Then I’d leave the very end to them, as the wronged parties, but most of it would be played by ear and she really wanted me to show off and show him up. I nodded and prepared to head out, but she flagged me down. Apparently, the first person she wanted to recruit for her new group was Jasmine Jackson, Andre’s legitimate half-sister, who ran the family’s charitable foundation.

Usually she and Diamond didn’t get along, but she’d been deep in a ‘hating men’ phase ever since her divorce and so was more sympathetic to Diamond than previously. Enough that Diamond had baited Jasmine with the fact that she didn’t care about Andre’s affairs, because she had a man on the side of her own.

And, since they were such good friends, Diamond had offered to share that man. If I could visit her office on Wednesday evening. I made a show of considering, ostensibly teasing her as I thought about it…this woman was unlikely to have ever wronged me, she wouldn’t be in the app…could I handle this? I’d fucked women before I got the app and had a good time with most of them, but sex-god me relied on the app.

I checked quickly, Muscles on My Muscles and Downtime Is For Servers both worked on non-targets, but Pussyheading didn’t. Between Recruiting and MIDF, I would have a lot of flex, but I’d have to actually earn her pleasure, without any cheats…

As I considered, Diamond leaned over and whispered, “She’s got an even sweeter pussy than mine and didn’t hesitate to kiss her own juice off my lips. I showed her how to love her own cum, just like you did for me.”

That put a delightful image in my head:

“Look at that body, untouched by a man in more than a year. Look how she’s dressing…that’s a woman who needs to be fucked and she’s damn near announcing it. You need to get in there before some fucking small-dicked goldigger gets through her defenses.”

I glanced down at the phone she was holding:

And I couldn’t help but harden and agree. She gave me a soft kiss, then pulled away. We weren’t too subtle, but it wasn’t obvious either, not in this restaurant. We did have to wait a bit for me to finally soften, which she didn’t make easy, delighting in teasing me and then she delayed me with the gift of a quite expensive watch, which I couldn’t really wear in public, as it would suggest I was on the take, but it was nice. But eventually I managed to get up and head out to…