Joan and Friends Pt. 02

Continuation of Joan and Friends --

Some Names, Places and Scenes have been altered to protect peoples identities.

Enjoy my second attempt at writing erotic literature.

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Joan and I fell into a rhythm of her coming over Monday afternoons and Thursdays at 7pm till around 9:30 or so. The sex was delightful and fun for two consenting adults. We managed to do the deed in every room in the house within the first two weeks and a couple times outdoors.

While all our frolicking was going on she had filed for divorce from the cheating ass hat. Keeping the family house in the tony suburbs and sicking one of the best divorce attorneys in southern Florida I helped her research on him.

Saturdays I normally headed up to Orlando to go gaming with a great group. This Saturday though I was having one of those lazy days with gaming called off the night before when all of the sudden my phone gives its distinctive business call ring from an unknown number. Now Saturdays are a me day, I do what i want and whomever I want to do it with. So as I'm laying in my bed naked mindlessly stroking my morning wood thinking, about a former lover when my phone rings my private ringtone. So I reach over and pick it up and hear Joan talking to someone for half a minute then comes back on the line with me.

"Where are you?" Joan asks

I tell her I'm at home and ask if she is coming over for an extra bit of loving. She replies no and to go get my work clothes on she has an emergency job for me. This elicited a groan from me and I asked whats the emergency. She says I'll send you the address and some pictures to show you what your dealing with.

So I crawl out of bed and take a nice hot shower, as I'm soaping up my body I hear a series of notifications coming from my phone.

Pulling on a set of work shorts curiosity gets the better of me and I drop my clothes to my feet upon seeing the pictures. Its an absolute homeowners nightmare with stuff spray painted, toilet paper hanging, trees and plants uprooted or worse.

I walk out of my house and start loading my truck with every tool and chemical I can think of to mitigate the disaster I was going to.

Sixty four minutes after I answered Joan's call I roll up in front of a house in a subdivision about a mile from her place on a golf course. What I see is even worse then the pictures depicted and to top it off two squad cars and an unmarked cruiser are parked out front in the cul de sac. I start to get out of my truck and a guy hops out of the unmarked and comes over and starts chatting me up.

The officer introduced himself as lead detective of the property crimes division and asked me to walk around the house identifying the damage to the property. So we take a stroll around the one point something million dollar mansion. We get only about halfway around the house and I ask the detective if it rained last night and he indicates it hadn't, so I take my hand and reach down to the grass and it's wet. I bring the hand up to my nose and take a sniff of my wet hand then groan. The detective asks me whats wrong and I tell him one word ROUNDUP. Whomever had vandalized the property sprayed the lawn with the deadly chemical. We continue around the house and in the northwest corner I notice a ground box lid loose and point it out to the detective who opens the box on request. Inside is all the proof anyone would need, not one but two - one gallon jugs of commercial strength Roundup. I turn to the detective and say well I'm done with my assessment, the whole lawn including the garden beds will need to be replaced.

As we are walking up front I separate myself from the detective and go look at a tree for a second and shake my head. The detect gives me the shoulder shrug and I tell him the trees are girdled with a machete or something and they are as good as dead too.

We go stand by the squad cars and talk for a minute and i estimate the damage all said and done is well north on 50k not including what it would take to replace the mature trees. Just as I'm done writing down a few notes for the detective, two younger women drive up in a convertible BMW.

The detective breaks off from our conversation and walks up to the ladies. He talks to her for five or so minutes and has her sign some officious looking document. Then he leads the women over to me and introduced them as Diana the homeowner and Kate her friend.

A few minutes later a cargo van with police logos on it pulls up and I ask Diane if she wants to go inside and discuss my rates and such.

We go inside and Diane tells Katie to go get cleaned up and put on her swim suit. We sit down at the dining room table and I explain everything I saw outside and everything needing repairs. This process takes about 7-8 minutes when we hear a splash from someone diving into the pool and a terrible scream about 20 seconds afterward.

Diane and I both, her in the lead running towards the backdoor me grabbing a broom I find tucked in the corner only to find Katie standing by the pool looking like a Smurf. Someone had dropped a few bottles of dye into the pool. Diane and I both break out laughing then get a hold of ourselves in short order.

While Diane consoles Katie i grab the pool skimmer and reach down into the pool and get the bo5ttles the dye was in. A few minutes had passed when Diane looks at Katie right in front of me and says strip!

Now ladies and gentlemen I've see a number of naked women in my day but Katie, oh my god! 28, Imagine 5'7", D cups and a smooth natural blonde kitty, crystal blue eyes and a heart shaped ass.

As I'm admiring the view Diane tells Katie to get in the shower. Unfortunately for Katie a few minutes in the shower does little to remove the blue dye from her hair, but I come up with a solution after researching the product and finding others have used lye based bar soap. When I asked Diana if she had any she said she does and leaves Katie and I the two of us alone. What seamed like an extraordinary long time later Diana has switched out of her street clothes and comes out to the pool with a bath robe on carrying a bar of soap.

Katie doesn't say a word but takes the soap and starts washing her body while the two of us admire her wet body, this of course makes my cock as hard as steel and I need to shift a few times to get comfortable. The soap is working to get rid of the blue dye, but only if the bar actually touches the dye stained skin. After a bit Katie shuts off the shower and presents herself to Diana. Diana gives her a twirl around motion and Katie complies to reveal a long blue streak down from her head to the base of her spine. At this point my swimsuit area is very uncomfortable, and I'm fidgeting enough for Diana to notice and she asks me to stand up.

What happens next completely blows me away because its never happened to me before. Diane tells Katie to get on her knees and pulls out a leather collar with the words "Slave" on it and puts it around Katies neck. After she is done securing it Diane turns to me and says "Do you mind if my slave helps you with your issue?". Now I've been sitting there for about 20 minutes watching Katie taking a shower and you all think I am going to refuse? Not a chance and I start to undo my belt. At this point Diane tells me to stop and let her slave do it, so Katie crawls over and undoes my belt then drops my shorts and underwear in one fell swoop then without a beat grabs my cock and looks at her owner.

Now I am standing there mid morning the sun is high in the sky in Diane's pool area with the world able to see me and we both look over at Diane and she gives Katie a nod and bam my cock is gone. OK well not figuratively gone as in removed, its gone right down the throat of Katie. I am enjoying it so much I sit back on the patio chair and Katie just follows me. As you know I've been basically hard as a rock for the last half hour and Katie is doing her damnedest to suck my balls up thru my urethra and down her throat when I look over and Diane is completely naked.

Diane is 38ish, 5'4, 110 lbs or so, B-C cup, Brown hair, with a landing strip, the ass is ok if you like a tight tiny ass. Anyways back to the story.

So I look over and Diane is naked with her legs apart in her patio chair not 5 feet from me and she is masturbating with her finger another pulling her nipples. After watching this for about 10 seconds I turn to Katie and tell her I'm going to cum and Diane says "Stop". Katie immediately complies with her head about half way down my shaft, this also stops my orgasm to because of the lack of stimulation.

Diane it seams has another idea in mind cause she stands up and grabs a leash and hooks it up to Katie's collar and starts leading her inside the home. Well being as I think this is going to turn into three way I dutifully follow the Mistress and her slave into the home. With my cock at full salute I walk into the house to see Diane with her ass up in the air wiggling it back and forth at me. Now I know a signal when I see one so I walk up behind Diane and slowly plunge my cock into pussy and I start hammering away. Now Diane in the meantime is eating Katie's pussy like she is famished and Katie is holding Diane's head.

Now ladies and gentlemen I have been in this situation before but the combination of my cock in Diane's pussy, Diane licking out Katie's pussy like she is possessed is enough to throw me over the edge. So I grab a hold of Diane's hip and really throw my weight into fucking this woman and I tell her I am going to cum and Diane's lifts her head and says "In me!". This is all i need and I blast my load of cum deep inside her womb. I hold my cock inside Diane for a minute or so making sure every one of my little soldiers seeks out her ovaries.

Diane, Katie and I disengage and from each other, then Diane tells Katie to clean me up. Here I'm expecting Katie to go get a washcloth or something but nope, Katie crawls over to my prostrate form and immediately engulfs my cock, sucking every ounce of Diane and my essence off me. Now just a foot away from me is Katie's pussy and its leaking her essence down her legs. So thinking this is a golden opportunity to get a taste of her honey I reach over and steer her onto my face and start to eat her pussy.

In the meantime Diane has seemingly disappeared from the scene, so I continue my assault on poor Katie's pussy as she is bringing this old man's cock back to life. Now it's been a while since I've nailed two different women in less then an hour, matter of fact it's been a couple decades. Now though once my cock has released it's initial load of cum I have a hell of a lot more control over what it does the second time around.

So it's a race to see who gets off who first and I know I'm winning because Katie is moaning and thrashing on my face while my tongue is dancing on her clit like Fred Astaire. The girl is moving so much that I toss one of my arms over her waist and hold her till the end. Which is about two minutes later when I feel my cock drop out of Katie's mouth and her scream a guttural scream and I feel her head drop onto my hard on. Well thinking I killed the poor girl I slowly and carefully move out from under Katie to see Diane laying flat on the couch with her ass in the air under a bunch of pillows.

Now ladies and gentlemen I've seen this routine before with my ex-wife and a few other ladies, Diane is aiming to make sure gravity helps my sperm go to the proper spot and get her pregnant. Diane smiles at me and says Katie will be fine and invites me to sit down and talk.

To be continued......