Chapter 1
Debbie giggled as she said goodbye to her downstairs neighbor, Jim. Her husband, Dane, had been out of town for a long time, as usual, and she was going nuts trying to cope with her need to be close to her man. Dane was a great lover, and when he was in town, she would be well taken care of. But her downstairs neighbor Jim was always at the back of her mind, especially as she masturbated at night, safe in her own bed. Several times she had fantasized about having Jim and secretly hoped he could hear her masturbating upstairs in her bed, thinking about him.
Debbie knew that Jim’s wife was a bit of a drinker, and therefore their lovemaking sessions were few and far between as well.
Debbie had often confided in her best girlfriend, Deni, about her growing sexual frustrations. She and Deni were very close to the same age. In fact, they had both had sex for the very first time with the same boy. Not at the same time, mind you, but they both knew that the other was having sex with Joel. But that was years ago and hundreds of orgasms past.
Bear in mind, Debbie is one of those women who is a real sleeper. She rarely wore makeup, and when she didn't, she would appear plain and normal. But when Debbie puts on her makeup, LOOK OUT! The men would walk with a limp all night! Her slim build and small breasts were perfectly proportioned. Her green eyes were perpetually searching the room, looking for beauty. And male beauty was one of her most sought-after things. She hid that propensity well, never even admitting it to Dane. But Deni knew, because the two of them would sit in the coffee shop discussing the men around them in hushed and giggling tones.
As many childhood friends are, Deni and Debbie were very competitive with each other. That was probably why Debbie had sex with Joel right after Deni did, just to prove she could. BUT! There was something about Debbie that only Deni and Dane knew.
Debbie could not resist taking a dare! It was simply not in her. Especially when the dare would come from Deni! And so it was that as Halloween approached and Debbie was missing her husband so much, Dane, after a long, sad phone call with Debbie, had a brainstorm. He picked the phone back up.
“Hello?”
“Deni?”
Yeah? Is this Dane?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you OK? Is Debbie OK? Why are you calling?” Her tone of concern was immediate and worried.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. We are fine; Debbie is fine. But I just had a brainstorm!”
“What! What are you talking about?” Deni was not used to her best friend’s husband calling her, especially when he was out of town.
“Debbie has told you, I am sure, what I have told her about my fantasy about her, and you know…?!!”
Deni smiled into the phone. Yes, Debbie had told her about Dane’s fantasy all right. Deni had been all for Debbie doing it! But Debbie, a conservative, careful Debbie, had a lot of reservations. Severe reservations. Dane had been left feeling like it would never happen. So, deeply disappointed, he had eventually dropped the subject.
Deni’s voice became teasing. “So what is your hotshot idea, big boy?”
“Well..” Dane was immediately intimidated by Deni’s tone. “Well, you know how lonely she gets.”
“Yeah, and she won’t let me help her with that either.” Deni giggled her throaty, sexually charged, bisexual chuckle.
Dane flushed, knowing that Deni knew he wanted in the worst way to watch her make love to his wife.
“And you already know that I am OK with her fucking around on me, right?” Dane asked.
“Yeah, Dane, I do!” Deni was relishing the control she now had over Dane. She had already decided that this was going to work out just fine!
“Wellllll, I was thinking.”
“Go ahead, Dane, just spit it out! Just go ahead and say it; you want me to seduce your wife into taking strange cock, right?” Deni was laughing silently on the other end of the line as she sensed Dane’s desperate need to feel like he was helping to meet his beloved wife’s needs. He felt so guilty about being out of town so much. Deni pushed him before he lost his nerve. “Spill the beans, baby!”
“Well, Saturday is Halloween.”
“OK.”
“And the Pink Pussycat is having a Halloween ball.” Dane was talking fast now. “So I was thinking that you could talk her into going and let those two guys on the floor below, you know, Jim and his brother Bob, know she was going to the ball, and when you get her there, you could...”
“Damn it, Dane, just say it! I could what?”
“You could dare her to dance with them after she is about three sheets to the wind, you know? And you could tell Jim and Bob that I want them to fuck her. And you could dare Debbie to do them on the dance floor. And I will be upstairs in my costume, and Debbie will never know I got to watch her fuck them.”
Deni was speechless. Dane’s plan was so beautifully simple. Debbie would have a costume on, so she would feel safe about who was watching. Deni could help her with the costume so it was tarty and easy to get around as she danced. And Deni knew the dance floor would be packed with dancers. The DJ booth was upstairs above the dance floor, and there were usually several men up there watching the crowd for potential problems arising. Dane could watch his beloved wife taking strange cock as she danced, and Debbie would never know her husband was even in town, let alone watching. Deni started laughing.
“What, you don’t like the idea?”
“Dane, sweetheart, I not only like it, I LOVE it! It is a gorgeous idea! I am warning you though, I am going to have Debbie as part of this too, you understand, and you may not get to watch that part, at least not the first time.”
Dane was beside himself. “Then you will help me.“
“Count on it, buster. I will get to have my best friend as a lover; there is plenty of incentive here for me!” Deni laughed her most evil, conniving laugh.
And the plan was set.
