The Guest Star
Lila Flowers · Ongoing · 54.1k Words
Introduction
And… I want him to do this... I think.
I had picked her out myself...
“Her,” I said to Zane. She was sitting alone at the bar, high cheekbones, wavy hair with a shoulder-length blunt-cut, smooth golden skin, and striking brown eyes with a cat-eye look to them… She wore a tiny black micro-mini skirt and cream cropped top, showing off smooth, toned abs.
He had followed my gaze to her and smiled.
“Honey, you have good taste in women,” he said. He looked at me again, and I nodded. And then he had stood and walked to the bar, without looking back....
Natalie and Zane had been married for eight years. And… though Natalie deeply desired her man, pretty girls had always made her a bit... disarmed. Once Zane discovered Natalie's fantasy, he was only too eager to help her fulfill it… As long as he could watch.
But, will Natalie and Zane's relationship withstand another woman? Enter Sophia and the world of Alexander Accardi fashions, and Alexander's Members Only sex club...
Natalie and Zane's fears and desires collide as they enter into a world they never expected and explore secrets, fantasies, and the boundaries of their relationship...
Chapter 1
Natalie
I am sitting on a small silky purple love seat, tucked into a nook beside a fake fireplace at Alexander’s, an artsy upscale club/hotel in Manhattan. The music is loud and its pumping into my chest. I’m dressed in a tight black scoop-neck mini-dress with spaghetti straps and Italian leather heels. And I am watching my husband flirt with another woman…
I pick up my wine glass with shaky hands, and bring it to my lips, taking a long drink. My heart is pounding. I know what a hottie my husband is, and I can see her starting to soften toward him, running her fingers through her dark wavy hair, smiling at him, lightly caressing her collar bone… And… I want him to do this.
I think.
We have been married for eight years, and he is literally the hottest guy I have ever seen in real life. It is still hard to believe he is mine. He’s like the model for the perfect male body; and he has a face to match, a sharp jawline, fluffy gorgeous lips, sandy brown hair with loose curls, and icy blue eyes with these long lashes like blades... And in bed, he is what most women only dream about…
But… pretty girls have always made me a little… disarmed. And I had been beginning to realize it for the first time for what it was… I have always denied my attraction to women… and though I deeply desire my man, I still feel like I want to experience a woman…
And a couple of weeks ago… I was home alone (which hardly ever happens when you have a seven and a five-year-old…) But, the kids are both finally in school full time now, and I was working from home on a PR campaign for a major client… Zane had left for work early that morning after some dreamy morning sex, and I was still feeling a little turned on…
Around lunchtime I was feeling distracted, still turned on, and getting seriously frustrated with my project… So… I went up to our bedroom, shut the door half-way, and laid back into the cushiony chair in the corner of our room… I closed my eyes, relaxing and thinking of a fantasy…
And I could see her in my mind. A woman I had seen walking down Upper 5th Avenue a few days back while I was out shopping... She was a Bella Hadid look-alike in an all-white two-piece crop top outfit with a long skirt that tied in a knot over her hip – and a silt that went up her entire leg to the knot… Her thigh slid in and out of the thin, clingy material with each step, her toned body moving like a lioness… She was obviously wearing no bra, and carried a tiny pink Jacquemus bag in her silver and gold-ringed, glossy pink-manicured fingers, a gold cartier bracelet glinting on her wrist… This woman was otherworldly. I couldn’t help but watch her walk… my attention captured by her.
I ran my fingers up my thighs, sliding my tee-shirt dress up, and hooked my fingers around the sides of my panties, sliding them down a bit… I imagined her perfect face between my thighs, her sapphire eyes looking up at me, her raspberry lips parting… and her licking in long and slow strokes over my clit… I slid my fingers into my already wet folds, slipping over my clit as I imagined her raspberry mouth on my pussy, her tongue licking over me, pressing into me…
And then I heard the door softly sliding over the carpet, and I opened my eyes to see Zane there. I jumped up, startled, pulling my hand out, but Zane walked over to the chair and dropped to his knees. “Please…” he said with a smile, “Don’t stop…”
I smiled at him and relaxed.
“Just pretend I’m not here…” he’d said.
I laid back in the chair.
“Why are you home?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.
“Done early,” he said, shaking his head.
I smiled at him, and then laid my head back and closed my eyes again, getting back into my fantasy… I slipped my fingers into my wet folds again, imagining my girl-crush… her lips kissing my pussy, her tongue caressing my clit… And I could feel Zane’s gaze on me, his heat rising… And I was over the edge… waves of orgasm crashing through my body…
“That was beautiful…” Zane whispered into my ear, As I once again laid in stillness, “what were you thinking about?...”
I paused… I had never revealed my fantasies about women to him… and I wasn’t sure how he’d react. I took a deep breath. And I told him…
“That’s hot, honey,” he had whispered into my ear after I revealed my fantasy.
I blushed.
“My wife has a fantasy about a woman…” he mused. And after a long pause he said, “I think we should make that happen.” He looked at me point blank.
“Are you serious?” I quizzed, a small smile playing on my lips.
“I mean, as long as I can watch…” he had said, smiling mischievously….
And now here we were… My heart was pounding as hard as the music pumping into my chest. And I had picked her out myself. But, I had no idea how to pick-up a woman…
“I’ll do it…” Zane had said. It made me nervous how eager he had said it. Yet… I loved seeing him turned on. I loved how masculine he was when he was ready for the hunt… It turned me on, too.
“I don’t even know what kind of women you’re into…” He had said earlier that evening, smiling, as we sat beside each other on the loveseat. I had looked around the club, searching for the girl I’d seen on our way in….
And then I saw her. She was sitting alone at the bar, high cheekbones, wavy hair with a shoulder-length blunt cut, smooth golden skin, and striking brown eyes with a cat-eye look to them… She wore a tiny black micro-mini skirt and cream cropped top, showing off smooth, toned abs.
“Her,” I’d said to Zane.
He followed my gaze to her and smiled. “Honey, you have good taste in women,” he said. He looked at me again, and I nodded. And then he stood and walked to the bar, without looking back...
She is so hot, just thinking of her being with me turns me on… And yet, I’m scared of what it would mean... Would he be more turned on by her than me? Would he fantasize about her? Would the thought of her be better than me? Would he need more? More and different women with me? Without me? I’m not sure I am ready for the world that this might be opening up…
And then he looks over at me from the bar, and her gaze follows. I have no idea what he is saying to her, but he must be talking about me now… Must be proposing a scenario to her…inviting her into our little circle. I feel both of their eyes on me…
Their stares feel so intense –
I take another drink of my wine as I meet their gaze. I know I am blushing.
I still don’t know how I feel about this.
She is sliding off her stool at the bar, and grabbing her handbag…
Oh my God…
He looks so hot picking up a gorgeous woman. It was so easy for him.
And he is bringing her to me…
Damn…
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