At this time my hair was real short and almost jet black. I loved to play with my eye makeup and wore very dark eyeshadow and lined my eyes so they'd appear larger...a catlike look. I wore a business suit with sexy heels and hopped in the car and headed to meet Nadine at the hotel. When I got there she was waiting for me in the lobby...dressed almost the same as I. She seemed down a bit and I asked her what was wrong. She told me that she had told her husband, Steve, about her philandering and that he had a strange reaction to it. Initially he was very upset but then, as they began to talk about it, he indicated to her that he had always had a fantasy of watching her with other guys and that he'd like to try this as a couple. Nadine wasn't sure how she felt about this. She really wanted to go home as soon as possible to be with him. I mentioned that we really should stay, be seen and then head out or it would be something noticed. So she agreed to stay for a while. So we went and sat at the bar and had a drink. We talked a bit and then slipped off to the bathroom to do some coke. This made me feel much better and Nadine perked up too. The two of us hit the dance floor and we danced together for a while. A few men tried to get between us but neither one of us seemed all that interested. We did a little more coke and sat down at a table for a while and talked some more. Right around then, Nadine's husband called. She excused herself so she could hear and when she came back she somewhat tipsily said "I've got to go home."
So we got in the back seat of the company car and did some more coke. By this time I was really feeling good. Nadine was perking up also and said that she wanted to go home and blow her husbands doors off. She just wished that there was something she good do to make him come out of his shell but she was so uncomfortable now that he knew what had been going on that she was afraid to do anything. She lit a cigarette and said to me "your such a good friend. Nobody would put up with me the way you do." She leaned over and gave me a kiss on my lips. I kissed her back but she didn't really let go. This was not a girly peck. She pressed a little harder and I realized that she was kissing me......and I was kissing back. My already moist loins started to stir even more. "I love you" she said when she released me.
"Nadine, I don't know what that was but thank you". That was the sweetest kiss I've ever received. Suddenly the look of the devil that only Nadine has came across her face. "I know what we can do."
"Oh no." I said...."what?"
"What do you think of Steve?" She asked.
"What?"
"What do you think of Steve?" She repeated. "Would you do him?"
"Nad....we shouldn't be talking......I don't think of him that way...he's your husband!" I responded.
"That never stopped you before!" she said....hitting me over the head with the truth.
"How about if we go to my house and put on a show for him? Let's see if that wakes him up."
This kind of offer and denial went back and forth for a while until I finally somewhat agreed without knowing what I agreed to. Once I did, Nadine gave me another kiss, this one a tongue swirling one. I can't say I didn't enjoy it.....alot.
When we got to Nadine's house she told me to wait in the car for a while before coming in. After some time I went into her house and Nadine came out to greet me. She told me Steve was upstairs and "ready". She gave me another kiss like the others, took my hand and walked me up the stairs and into their bedroom. As I walked into the room I saw Nadine's husband on the bed...tied to it.
I almost turned and walked out but Nadine began to talk.
"Steve likes to be tied to the bed. He's such a bad boy." she said. "Let's show him what he's been missing. Sit over here Brenda and he can watch the two of us."
So I sat down in the bedroom chair next to Nadine. She continued to taunt her husband.
"Wanna see what we do when we party?" she asked. He said "yes...please."
She took out her glass tray and put out a couple of lines and said "watch this....I bet you didn't know your wife got high like this." and she snorted up a line up each nostril. She did the same for me which I obliged.
Nadine stood up and walked towards her husband, lit a cigarette, exhaled and said "one thing Brenda has to know."
"You know that game we play where we each name a couple of friends we like?" she asked him. Steve responded "Yes..but..."
"No buts......tell Brenda who it is you told me you liked." Steve responded almost in a wisper "umm...her"...nodding towards me.
"Who...say her name...what did you say about her?" Nadine demanded to know.
Steve said "Brenda"
"What did you say about Brenda?" she continued to demand
"I said she was hot." Steve answered.
"You said more than that" Nadine countered. "Now what did you say?"
"I said she was the hottest woman on the planet except for you". Steve said.
"Brenda" Nadine said...."Steve loves to watch women smoke. He told me he gets a hard on sometimes just hearing my lighter. One time he was painting and standing on a ladder. This was a night when you and I were going out and I got dressed so sexy for another man and walked across the kitchen into our living room click click click in my fuck me pumps and sat down and lit a cigarette. I looked up and I could see that he was aroused almost instantly. I felt bad for him and was going to give him a quick blowjob but decided to save it for whoever it was that we fucked that night. I don't even remember which night it was....there's been so many I've lost count. Steve told me he loves to watch you smoke too."
At this point I looked at Steve and he was stiff as a board.....and not all that small. He had an attractive cock. I decided, since I was feeling pretty good to take Brenda's cue. I had no idea where this was leading but I decided to give it a go. I asked to be excused for one minute and stepped into the bathroom. If it was a show Nadine wanted for her husband...she was going to get it. What that meant was anyone's guess. I stripped to my bra and rather skimpy panties, kept my heels on and went back out into the bedroom. When I got out there I went straight to me bag to get a cigarette. I lit it, took a deep drag, exhaled and walked over to the side of the bed and slowly and sexily and with a devilish grin on my face and sat down right next to Steve's immobilized body.
"How's this?" I asked. "Is this something you like?" I questioned.