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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.
Honey…
Yes dear.
It's been a long time since the last time we went clubbing.
But you've always hated go clubbing. You've always thought I wanted to do it just to tease other women.
Yes, but now I know I was wrong. Maybe I didn't my best to keep you interested in me.
Well… I don't know what to say…
Don't say anything. I'll put my red top and we're out of the house.
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.
You could wear your new gray dress, dear.
It's too formal for clubbing, honey. You'll choose something more appropriate at the club.
O.. O'kay
Shall we go?
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.
Well, here we are honey. Do you see something suitable for me?
I don't know were to start.
You can start at the bar. Alone.
Alone?
Yes, honey. You're quite a stud. I bet it won't be a long time before you were holding an animated talk with any girl you may choose.
Aren't you giving me too much credit, dear?
I can remember when we first met, honey. You can trust me.
And then what?
I'll convince her to swap clothes. That's all.
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.
Nice dress!
Nice and wet. Thanks.
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.
I like your dress.
W…what?
I was wondering if you would accept swapping clothes with me.
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.
Ooooh…
Hmmm. No panties bitch. I bet you were waiting for a good fuck
Please… Let me go, please!
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.
This is better than bowling, bitch!
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.
As I said. You must be looking for a good fuck.
Please, no…
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.
I was going to give you were looking for, but now you'll get something more.
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.
I want your tongue working. Now!
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.
Fucking bitch! You've ruined my pantyhose!
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.
This is for the pantyhose!
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.
Don't you dare to tell anybody about this!
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.
What do you think?
You look gorgeous, dear.
Shall we go?
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