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I stood in the kitchen, where a couple of hours ago, all of this started. I knew we would have fun with Vi, especially after the show she gave us all last night, but I didn’t expect her to jump into things with such enthusiasm. I heard feet padding down the stairs, and I knew the cadence and sound of Brenda’s footsteps, but was getting attuned to Vi’s.

Vi emerged from the hallway, her hair still wet from the shower. I noticed her skin had a new radiance about it. Her enormous eyes had an extra gleam, her cheeks still pink from her hot shower. She was just so exuberantly beautiful.

“Feel better?” I said, seeing her freshly bathed and refreshed self.

“Much. You’re not going to believe it, but my body somehow got covered in lube and wetness from two gorgeous women. So a shower was wonderful.” She adjusted the robe Brenda let her borrow, the pink terry cloth matching her hair almost exactly.

“Hmm, wonder how you got into that predicament…” I smiled.

Vi wrapped her arms around me, squeezing tight. She smelled wonderful, her hair wet and pressed against the side of my face. She leaned over, kissing me gently on the cheek, letting her lips linger close to my ear.

“Are we ok to, like, just kiss and make out like a couple when Brenda isn’t around? Or when we’re not in BDSM mode?” Vi said. “I just don’t want to put a wedge between you and Brenda. And, I’ve never done something like this before.”

“Oh, Vi, I think you should have a pretty good idea now that Brenda and I are pretty open when it comes to this stuff. I’ve had plenty of sex without Brenda around, and she’s done the same too. We’re honest about it and share stories, so, don’t worry a bit about one of us getting jealous.”

I leaned in, letting my mouth find Vi, tasting her. We were slow with it, there wasn't a rush, the intensity from before gone now. This wasn't an act of domination. It was affection and sweetness, something we hadn’t had much of for the past couple of hours.

Our tongues explored, and I held Vi by the small of her back. Vi moved her hand to the back of my head, pushing our kiss together deeper.

“You’re so beautiful. Vi. You know you don’t have to hang around with a couple of lesbians in their late thirties. I don’t want it to seem like we are pressuring you or anything.”

Vi cocked an eyebrow. I was in for some attitude from this girl, I knew it. I didn't mind a little sass, though. Vi stroked my arm, looking up into my eyes, a coy grin on her face. “What if I want to hang around with a couple of married women who love each other so much and have amazing sex? What if that’s exactly where I want to be right now if they’ll have me. And…I mean, I turn thirty in a few months, and the age gap doesn’t bother me one bit.”

I smirked, my fingers walking down her back. “Mmm…well then, I won’t worry about it whatsoever. ”

Brenda appeared from the bedroom hallway. "There you guys are."

“Hi!!” Vi turned toward Brenda and broke my embrace, walking over and kissing my wife. I watched my wife and my sub share a deep and long kiss, the passion obvious between them. I could see that Vi had fallen into Brenda's web, just like I had. I was glad I wasn't the only one.

“I’m going to go take a shower, but I wanted to know if you two wanted to have a fancy dinner out somewhere to let us do something other than have wonderful sex all weekend?” Brenda said.

“As nice as the sex sounds, an extended break could be nice.” Vi smiled.

“We’re going to fuck so much, aren’t we?” I said, feeling the passion once again with Vi.

She looked up into my eyes with her own sparkling ones.

"Mistress…you have no fucking idea…" Vi smiled, letting her body press against me, kissing me on the cheek as she stroked my face with her fingertips, and I let myself get lost in the embrace. “You know, we could probably have a little fun before Brenda gets back down here…”

I thought about the ache between my legs and the strain I had already put myself under. I felt a tiny spark in my pussy, but the day was catching up with me.

“Vi,” I kissed her, “we will have fun, but I have my limits…and right now, I am sore as hell…I think you were there to see what caused it." I pecked her on the nose.

"Aww. Are you sure?" Vi said, her hands wandering my hips. I let her do it for a moment. The intimacy felt good with her. Then I pulled her hands off of me, not wanting to encourage it.

"For real, I need recovery time." I said. "I want nothing more than to go another round with you, but, maybe after we get back from dinner the three of us can fool around a little more."

Vi sighed. I knew she wanted nothing more than to feel me touch her. "Alright, Wendy…if you need your rest…I can't blame you. I really, really, can't."

"I guess it's good that you'll have Brenda and I to both wear out, since I think that's the only way the two of us are going to be able to keep up with you.” I smirked. "You're going to be our little sex machine, aren't you, Vi?"

"God yes, Mistress…”

I felt myself heat up with her words. I stood behind Vi and pulled her hair back, exposing her neck. I kissed it, sucking it a little. "You know, my pussy might be a little too worn out for action, but…if yours isn't…and you're OK with not doing anything to me…" I put my hand on her stomach, my thumb resting below her belly button. "Do you want me to finger you, Vi, while we wait for Brenda?"

"Please…I'm still so horny…I know Brenda fucked me hard, but I want more…" Vi said, raising her arm above my head and drawing me closer.

I slid my hand into Vi’s robe and between her legs, feeling the slick, hairless pussy lips under her panties. She was already wet again, and I loved the feeling of my fingertips between her slick folds.

Vi gasped as my fingers made contact. "Fuck…"

"So wet again…” I said, whispering in her ear.

"Yes, Wendy…oh…please…don't stop."

I slid my finger into Vi, curling it back up against the sensitive skin inside of her pussy. She smiled and raised her eyebrows at the sensation. I used my other hand to grab her left breast, pushing it upward.

"You are so wet, Vi. Brenda is going to love how wet you get. She's going to teach you how to squirt like I do, would you like that?" I whispered.

"Fuck yes I would…" Vi gasped, the pleasure beginning to take over her body. I knew she wasn't going to be able to speak for long now .

"Good girl." I said, adding another finger inside Vi as she gasped. "I can probably put three in here with how relaxed that dildo made your pussy…"

"Please…" Vi rolled her hips against mine, riding my fingers. “Mistress…”

"Yes, Vi?"

"Please let me come…I need to…"

“Already? Go ahead and come. Come for Brenda and me.”

Vi shook, a shuddering orgasm taking her over. A smile spread across her face as she nuzzled up to me, enjoying at least her fourth orgasm of the day. “I’m never going to stop loving you doing that to me.”

I smiled, my face buried in the nape of her neck as she came back down to reality. I slid my fingers out of her as we held each other close, our breathing getting back to normal. I wanted so badly to make her drop to her knees and eat me out, but I knew I couldn’t take it.

“Does my perfect little sub want to clean up the mess she made on my fingers?” I said.

Vi smiled, that grin that was so mischievous and adorable at the same time. She moved my hand to her face and slid two of my fingers into her mouth, her tongue rolling around them as she cleaned her juices off of them, savoring it.

“I taste so sweet on your fingers, Wendy…” she said as she kept licking.

Brenda appeared down the stairs in a towel and her bathrobe, her wet hair soaking it. She smiled as she saw Vi and me together. I smiled back at her, in wonder at the seeming limitless well of sexual energy Vi had access to.

“You did not already make her come again, did you, Wendy?”

I laughed. “She’s insatiable, Bren, I don’t know what we’re going to do with her.”

Brenda raised an eyebrow. “Well I have quite a few ideas.”

"OK, yellow light…I know this isn’t a…scene or whatever, but… ” I said, raising my hand, "if we get into this before we eat dinner, one of us is going to pass out, and not in the sexy way, in the 'call an ambulance' way."

Vi and Brenda had already embraced each other tightly. They seemed to groan simultaneously.

"Do we have to eat now, Wendy…" Brenda said.

"You need your strength, Vi. It's not even dark yet…" I grinned, knowing I was pressing my luck.

Vi pouted.

"You two are so fucking cute. But, yes, I'm going to be the voice of reason and tell you both that one cannot survive on pussy alone, no matter how hard we may want to try." I smiled.

Vi groaned again, but I knew she knew it was the right idea.

We went out to dinner, to a fancy place with a handwritten menu that made Vi gasp at nearly every course. It was nice to treat someone, both in the bedroom and out. We didn't talk about sex, or BDSM, or any of that. I knew it was the calm before the storm again, but it made me feel good that the three of us could move between calm and storm so easily.