May 21, 2009: Thursday at Fran’s

Today I wore a patterned button up blouse and a white short skirt, white platform heels, no bra or panties obviously. It started raining about 5 minutes after I left and I wished I’m brought my raincoat but I kept going. When I entered Fran’s house around 10:20, I stripped my blouse and skirt off and knelt by her chair. She was stunning in nothing but green lingerie, complete with hose and dynamite heels. She doesn’t skimp on her clothing budget, that’s for sure. She presented me with a lavender colored lacy bra and open crotch thong set, matching garter belt and lavender hose. They were absolutely gorgeous. She told me it was a present for my behavior yesterday and she felt I needed a reward. I put everything on and modeled it for her approval.

Her original intent for today was for me to do yard work but the intermittent rain was too interfering so she planned other things. She asked me how I was feeling and I gave her honest answers about my soreness. She indicated we’d work around that, how was my tongue. I told her my tongue and my mouth was hers. We talked about yesterday and Melissa for a few minutes. She said it was a huge turn on for her to watch me being treated with such disdain by an obvious hellcat with a grudge against white women.

She wanted to show me something and put on a raincoat and gave me an older one to cover my lingerie. We walked out to her garage. As you face her house, her garage is on the right side, set back a few feet and detached from the house. and has a vacant room above the garage. The stairs are on the outside.

We went up the outside stairs. We entered a large room the size of the garage below, about 22x22 feet I suppose. Fran said the previous owner started converting it into a 1 room 1 bath living space for guests but didn’t finish it. The bathroom connections are in but there is no lavatory, shower or commode yet. The room has unpainted drywall over insulation and electric baseboard heat, sloped ceilings, and a small window on two sides. She said it will take about $4000 to make it livable which she is considering doing.

Then she said the purpose of potentially doing so, and showing me this room, is that Katrina indicated I might need to make a living change soon. If so she would offer this space as slave quarters. I was stunned and thanked her profusely. She dropped her raincoat and said show her some appropriate appreciation. I took of my coat, squatted in front of her and removed her panties. I kissed her then sucked and used my fingers delicately then more forcefully until she came.

We went back to the house. She told me Francine was coming over and we were going to lunch. Still dressed in the lingerie she bought me, I did a few minor things in her kitchen including making a pitcher of iced tea. The doorbell rang and Fran told me to answer it just as I was, since it was probably Francine. I did and Francine smiled and said remember me, Yvette? I smiled back and said of course, Maam.

We drank iced tea and Fran had me relate the highlights of my week particularly Melissa. After that conversation Fran suggested I offer Francine some private sex. We went to the guest room, which to me now has become the fuck room. I slipped Francine’s panties off and ate her pussy and fingered her ass until she came.

When we were all back in the living room, Fran announced we’d all go to lunch... However, we’d stop by the goodwill store first since she’d forgotten to give Melissa the check for $100 yesterday. She told me to find Melissa, thank her for yesterday and ask her to go to lunch with us. If she could, I was to take her to the ladies room and eat her. If I was successful in eating Melissa in the restroom, Fran would pay for lunch, if not I’d pay for lunch. I thought how diabolical! The thought of seeing Melissa again chilled me and taking her to the ladies room even more so.

However, I said I’d do it. I cleaned up a little and dressed in my skirt and blouse. We got into Fran’s Mercedes, them in the front, me in the back. Once at the store, we didn’t saw Betty who totally ignored us. I sought out Melissa. I heard someone say “hello ‘ho; didn’t recognize you with your clothes on.” I turned and it was her. I thanked her for yesterday again and asked if she could go to lunch with us. She wasn’t sure she could get off that long but then I said I’ve promised Fran and her friend I’d eat you in the restroom at the restaurant. That got her attention. She disappeared for a coupe of minutes and came back ready to go.

We drove to a fancy Chinese place nearby. On the way over there I had to show Melissa my new open crotch panties and she pinched my cunt repeatedly. She wanted sex in the car but Fran had a fit and said she didn’t want her car smelling like fuck. We entered this quite elegant Chinese place, the kind one would expect to see Fran choose; three of us comfortably dressed and Melissa in her jeans and tight top that showed off her huge boobs. We made quite a sight and I’m sure nobody in the place had any idea what was going on. We ordered lunch specials and a bottle of wine. Since it was around 1:30, the restaurant wasn’t packed. Fran said she’d been here before and the restroom is perfect, get going. Melissa and I slipped out of our side of the booth.

There were three stalls; we took the one on the end. Melissa slipped out of her flats, took off her jeans, pulled her panties aside; I took off my skirt and blouse and pulled my tits out of the top of my lacy bra. She leaned against the back wall, her legs straddling the commode. I crouched down and began licking her and she was already flowing. I generally made an unbelievable whore of myself. I followed her hissed whispers and alternately fingered and licked her until someone came in and we had to stop for a moment until they left. We started again, Melissa directing me. She braced and flooded me with cumm and squirt on my face and tits. I held my mouth over her pussy until she ebbed. I reached for my clothes but she said we weren’t finished. She turned her ass to me and I separated her cheeks and kissed her ass. She pissed in the toilet and started to put her jeans back on. I asked her if I could have her panties. She asked why would I want a whore like you wearing my panties. I said because I’ve been ordered to and I forgot to ask yesterday. I said I’ll pay you $20. She slipped them off; I paid her $20 and put them in my purse. She left the stall. Another woman had entered the restroom so I had to wait a minute. I put my skirt and blouse back on, didn’t button the blouse. When that woman left I made a mad dash to a lavatory and used a wet paper towel to wipe Melissa’s fluid off my tits and face. I was buttoning my blouse when another woman came in. I know the look on my face said I was guilty as sin.

I got back to the table. Our food had arrived and they were eating. Fran grinned and said based on Melissa’s story and my slightly disheveled appearance; it looked like she’d be paying. Melissa wanted my phone number but Fran said, no, she’d go through her or you, Katrina, when she wanted me.

We dropped Melissa off and went back to Fran’s. She said I could leave after I did one thing; to masturbate for them wearing my new lingerie. I pulled off my skirt and blouse and lay across an ottoman, my cunt facing them. I worked myself carefully and slowly finding the right spots until I orgasmed.

I thanked Fran for the week and also thanked Francine for the chance to serve her again. I left around 3:30. No traffic; was a breeze getting home.