Becky's Slave

Chapter 2 A higher Level

I was beginning to think Becky might be board with me. She had been acting funny lately, and I was having a more difficult time pleasing her. If only I knew about the big surprise, for which she was preparing me. Becky was not bored with me; she was preoccupied with other thoughts. She was getting ready to take our relationship to a higher level.

I busied myself cleaning house. This time I was going to do the best job ever. I made up my mind that I was going to please her tonight. About an hour after Becky left the phone rang. "Denny, I have a surprise for you tonight." A smile came to my face and suddenly felt so good. She was letting me know that I could… "Denny, Donna is coming over tonight." There were a few moments of silence. My heart sunk. Does this mean? "I want you to prepare a special dinner for us. I want you to make it special for Donna." In a brief moment, I wondered what was happening. I wondered if they had more than a friendship. Becky had never talked about a lesbian relationship, but I wondered sometimes because of the way she treated me, almost like another girl. "Denny, remember, its Saturday. Remember what I told you on Wednesday?" My excitement began to grow again. Yes ma'am. "Make sure you are ready for us Denny." Then she hung up. A thousand thoughts went through my head, and my heart was pounding. I was going to be exposed to Donna.

I spent the rest of the afternoon preparing the house. I went to the grocery store and got what I need for dinner. Becky called around 3:00 to make sue I was ready. "I want things perfect for Donna. I…also I want you to be prepared Denny." I was not sure what she meant. 'Prepared? I have the house spotless, and dinner will be your favorite. I bought special wine…' "No, Denny, I mean you." There was silence. "I mean you Denny. You must be dressed as I like you. You must be dressed up special."

I could feel my heart pounding again. She has told Donna. Donna knows about me. 'Does a…does Donna know…a know about…about me?' She was silent again. "Yes Denny. I told her all about you. She knows everything." I was suddenly overcome with anxiety. I wanted to do it, but I was scared. "Now, go into the bedroom and look in my panty drawer. I have something special for you to wear instead of the panties tonight. You will have it on at 5:30 when we get there. Denny, do not disappoint me. You know what happens when you disappoint me. Don't you? I thought for a moment. 'Yes ma'am, I know. I will be prepared.' Then she hung up.

Oh my God! I had dreamed of this, but never thought it would happen. I could feel the stirring in my balls. I had never been so scared in my life, yet I was excited just thinking about it. I was going to be dominated by two women. I quickly went to Becky's panty drawer and stripped. My penis was already becoming erect as I opened the door. There it was. I pulled it out and let it unfold before me. A silk apron; I put my head though the opening and tied the strings behind me. I looked in the mirror. I loved the feel of the silky material as it rubbed against my erect penis. At the same time I could feel the nerves in my stomach as I began to worry about how the evening would unfold. This was going to be a humiliating night.

I put the apron back in the drawer so I would not mess it up. I hurriedly made final preparations. Before I knew it, it was 5:15. Unlike most women, Becky is always on time; never late, never early. I went to the panty drawer and pulled the apron out again. I nervously put it on as I moved to the front door to wait. Becky always has me greet her at the front door for special occasions. I waited. Then at exactly 5:30 her car pulled up, and Donna was right behind her. My stomach began to tighten as I anticipated the initial shock. They looked at each other smiling, and then kissed briefly on the lips. It was true. They were….I did not want to thing about it now. I had to be prepared.

They walked hand in hand up to the door as I slowly opened it and stayed tucked behind it. My stomach was now in knots as I nervously waited to see their reaction. "And now I want you to meet Denny." Becky pulled the door shut and there I was; covered only in the apron, and sporting the most nervous smile you ever wanted to see. Donna was beautiful. She was a little taller than my 5'6" wife, with long dark hair, a slender figure, with large breasts. She gave me a wicked smile as she put her hands on her curvy hips. "So this is your slut? He is just what I pictured." Both of them stared as I backed up in embarrassment. I could not speak. "Well Denny, where are your manners? Get Donna and me a glass of wine." I was too nervous to speak and I quickly backed away toward the bar. "Denny, turn around so Donna can see your cute little but." I was embarrassed again. My face must have been crimson as I turned and showed Donna my ass. "That's good. Now get the wine and bring it to us so we can relax."

The next half hour was quite a challenge for me. It took at least that much time to recover from my initial embarrassment. Just as I was getting a little more comfortable, Becky motioned for me to approach Donna. "Denny, come over here and show Donna how you take care of tired feet when I come home at night." I slowly moved to my knees in front of Donna. My face burned bright as I removed her shoes. As I began messaging her feet, I noticed that her legs were perfectly tanned. "You can do better than that." My face burned even hotter as I slowly lowered my head and placed my lips on her bare foot. My embarrassment subsided as I breathed in the musty smell of her sweaty feet. I could feel my penis begin to rise. For a few moments, I forgot my embarrassment as I worshiped her sexy feet. I kissed her gently and licked between her toes for probably 5 minutes. "Oh Becky, he is wonderful. Oh, massage my legs too. They need it. Oh yes." As I used my hands to rub her legs, her skirt began moving upward, and within a few seconds, I could see the wet stains on the crotch of her silky panties. I could not take my eyes from her crotch.

"Becky, I think he is taking a peak up my skirt." They both laughed as I raised my head in embarrassment. "Oh don't be shy Denny, you will probably see more than that if you keep this up. Becky, you have him trained really well." Becky got up and walked to the bar to get the wine bottle as I continued my worship session on Donna's feet. "Now rub my legs and tend to them for a while. It has been a long day and I could use some pampering. Do you mind Becky?" Becky sat down beside of Donna and put her arm around Donna. "Oh no, not at all Donna. That's what he is for." I began kissing and rubbing Donna's calves and knees as she pulled her skirt up as far as it would go. Her panty covered crotch was now fully exposed and I could see the wet spot growing as I continued to worship her. I could also feel myself responding to the soft feel of her legs. My penis was sticking straight up under my apron as I slowly began to kiss her knees and inner thighs.

It was then that I noticed that unforgettable scent. Every woman is slightly different. Donna sexy scent was stronger than Becky's, but still exciting to experience. Her unique mixture of urine, sweat, and natural juices was making my head spin. I wanted more; I wanted to smell her pussy up close. I worked my way further this time, kissing her inner thighs and massaging her legs. Her scent was getting even stronger. My cock was twitching with desire, and I could feel the strain in my balls. I was sure that I was leaking pre-cum. Becky always makes me lick it up when I am with her, and I wondered if she would make me do it in front of Donna.

"Oh, Becky, this is really feeling good. Do you mind if I get a little more comfortable?" My heart filled with joy. "Of course Dear. Let me help you. Or better yet, let Denny help you. He helps me get undressed every evening. Don't you Denny?" I answered with a quick, yes ma'am, as I got up to help Donna. As I had expected, the apron front was wet with my discharge; and my erection pushed out against the apron to make it even more obvious. "Oh my Denny, you must learn to control yourself around Donna. She might get the wrong idea and think that you have plans to do something with that." She pointed directly at my erection as they both snickered. "Denny, help Donna get out of her skirt and blouse while I go to the bedroom and change." Becky left the room as I stood there in total embarrassment. My erection began to fade as my face glowed red with shame.

Donna looked at me with a sheepish grin. "Well Denny, why don't you help me out these clothes?" I quickly fumbled with the buttons to her blouse as she stood proudly before me. I helped her out of her blouse while she unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor. That left only her matching panties and bra. She turned around and I released the clips on her bra. "Get to your knees Denny. I like to see men on their knees." I quickly obeyed as she turned around to face me, pulling the bra straps down and exposing her large beautiful breasts. For a woman her age, she had firm breasts. They did not sag a bit; probably due to a constant regime of exercising as evidenced by her flat muscular tummy. At about the same time, Becky returned to the room in one of her skimpy nightgowns. She also hand another one dangling from her finger, which she dropped on the couch where Donna had been sitting.

"Donna, you still look as fresh and young as you always have." She walked up to her and kissed her on the lips lightly, and then she began fondling her breasts. "My my, they feel just like they look. Denny, I want you to thank Donna for being so nice tonight, and I want you to make her feel at home just as you do with me. Is that clear?" I could barely speak. "Yes ma'am, a… thank you a… thank you Donna for being so nice… a for allowing me to worship you. Please…a please allow me to make… a to make you feel good this evening."

"Thank you Denny, and thank you Becky. And you look marvelous as well." She touched Becky's breasts through the sheer material and smiled seductively. Becky smiled back, then looked at me. "Denny, I think you have some more work to do." She put one finger into the waistband of Donna's panties. "Take them off Denny". I quickly used my fingers to grasp Donna's panties, then slowly pulled them down to reveal her beautiful hairy pussy. I was shocked at the amount of hair around her crotch. While it was trimmed enough not to show when she was in panties, it was thick and full underneath. I immediately noticed the scent of her excitement. I continued to pull her panties down to her feet and waited for her to step out of them. "Denny", Becky said loudly. "Show Donna what you do with panties when you remove them." She paused for a moment. "Show her Denny." I was suddenly filled with embarrassment. Even thought it was part of my daily routine to worship Becky's panties when I removed them at night, it was a different matter to do this with another woman present. I had often looked at women, beautiful woman such as Donna, and wondered what it would be like to remove their panties and worship them.

"Denny", Becky said loudly again. "What are you waiting for? Do it." I slowly brought the panties to my face exposing the damp crotch, and staring at the yellowish stains where her pussy lips had been only seconds before. I noticed here scent, even stronger than before, as the material touched my nose. I instinctively touched it with my tongue and got my first taste of her pissy, sweaty pussy. It was wonderful. I took the crotch into my mouth and sucked the dampness from the material as they both watched. I momentarily forgot my embarrassment as I savored the flavor that had dripped from her hot pussy. "That's enough Denny, don't get too carried away. You must prepare our dinner." Her words shocked me back into reality, as I opened my eyes to see both of them staring at me. My face flushed as I pulled Donna's tasty panties from my mouth. "Go on. Fix our dinner while we have some more wine."

My embarrassment grew once again as stood up and displayed my erect penis pushing against the silky fabric of my apron. I quickly walked to the kitchen as Becky helped Donna on with her nightgown