"That's a great idea," Linda bubbled. "Let me ask him."
"No," Violet said quickly. "Let me ask him."
Before Linda could reply, Violet moved rapidly to the bar. His calculating eyes moved over her ripe tits and hips in a swift appraisal.
"Hi, I'm a friend of Linda's," Violet said in her huskiest voice. She fixed her dark melting eyes on him and moved her tongue slowly around her lips, watching his eyebrows lift in interest.
"Linda was going to come over to my place for a couple of drinks after work," Violet went on. "Why don't you come with us? Meet us in the parking lot about ten after two."
He grinned. "Hell, why not?"
Violet paused, smiling lewdly. "You look like you're man enough to handle both of us. Are you?"
The boldness caught him by surprise. He hadn't expected a flat proposition from a stranger. But he recovered quickly and nodded his head.
"Yeah, I think I can take care of you two."
Violet picked up her tray and started to leave.
"Do you like games?" she asked him suddenly. "Thee-way games?"
His grin grew broad. "I've been there, honey. You've got the right player."
"Just keep in mind," Violet said in a low voice, "that Linda is married and this sort of stuff is brand-new to her. Suppose you let me handle everything when we get to my place?"
He nodded quickly, gulping his drink. "You call the shots, baby, I'll follow."
Their eyes met for a long moment, both silently acknowledging they were hustlers and that Linda, the naive outsider, would be the victim.
The next thirty minutes moved very fast as the jammed inn grew noisier with the last call. Violet had to congratulate herself on the way she'd handled him. He was a prick, all right, but she knew how to handle that, too. The main thing was to keep the blonde happy and prime her for a thee-way with her husband. It looked like a perfect set-up.
She could see how an innocent girl could fall for him, with his casual charm and sleek looks. Any woman who'd really been around could tell what he was from fifty feet, but Linda, thank Christ, would never be that sharp. She was too basically honest and small-town, too warm and open.
He followed them in his car to Violet's place, and ten minutes the three of them were sitting in her living room, sipping martinis. The brunette pretended polite interest while the two of them talked old times. They'd gone to high school together, and he'd left town after that and just got back a few weeks before.
And probably had the cops and possibly the syndicate looking for him, Violet thought wryly. He was the type who'd always go after a fast buck and end up in trouble. Good-looking bastard, though, lean and sharply dressed, smooth talker. He'd screw a woman and take her for everything she had, her pussy, her pride and her purse.
Violet would use him for tonight and then dump him fast. She signaled him with her eyes to follow her into the kitchen. She was making fresh drinks when he came in behind her.
"Go to the bathroom for ten minutes," she told him. "When you come back, things will be set up."
He grinned down at her, too sure of himself. "You making it with her? I didn't think Linda swung that way."
"Then you really don't know a hell of a lot about women, do you?" she grinned back, cutting him down to size. "Just go polish your cock and keep in mind that her husband is a big, mean bastard."
Violet went back to the living room, satisfied she'd put the damper on any plans he might have for hustling Linda on a long-term basis. She wanted the blonde for herself and no selfish bastard was going to stop her.
When Lee went to the bathroom, the brunette settled on the sofa beside Linda. She put her hand on her thigh and softly squeezed, feeling the blonde respond with a shiver.
"Gee, I wanted to spend the night with you, honest, Violet," whispered Linda, "but I didn't think I'd run into Lee. He used to turn me on like crazy."
"And still does?" Violet asked, running her fingers beneath Linda's dress to her hot silky thighs.
Linda nodded, her face flushed, her legs parting beneath Violet's caressing touch. "Yes. But I don't know if I can make it with him. I mean, I'm married to Mike now, and you and I, well, we're different, I mean I don't think Mike would really be mad if he knew about us, he wouldn't feel it was cheating. Not if I made it with another guy…"
"Listen, honey," Violet whispered, her lips brushing the blonde's throat and her hand softly squeezing her hot pussy to make her whimper. "Why not have it both ways? We can still make it, you and I. And him, too."
Linda's mouth opened. "The three of us together?"
"Sure. And you know he's not going to argue with that! Why don't we try it, sweetheart? You and I and Lee, okay?"
Wildly excited, Linda nodded eagerly. Actually she was more aroused over the prospect of watching the sexy brunette screw a man than anything else.
"Would you… mind going first with him?" Linda asked, her cunt throbbing and soaked beneath Violet's lewd fingers probing her panties. "I feel funny, bashful sort of."
"Sure, I'll take him on first." Violet smiled. She was far more eager to go down on the blonde first but she knew if she swung into action with Lee it would break the ice for Linda, relax her self-consciousness.
She knew something else, too: like most people, Linda was a secret voyeur, would get turned on tremendously by watching other people fuck. Especially Violet, now that she'd made it with her.
And once the brunette used all her tricks on Linda's husband, she was certain the threesome would turn into a long wild family affair.
She snaked her tongue in Linda's eager mouth and gently fingerfucked her until she heard the bathroom door open, then stood up. When Lee came into the room, Violet gulped down the rest of her drink.
She could see his huge hard-on straining at his pants, no doubt from thinking about making it with two eager women at the same time. The brunette stepped close to him.
"It's okay," she told him softly. "Linda will go for a three-way if I make it with you first. So we may as well start now."
Deftly, Violet unzipped his fly and brought out his long cock, hefting its heat and power in her expert fingers. She moved so fast Linda's jaw dropped and even Lee looked startled as she dropped to her knees before him. She flicked her tongue out and swirled it around his red knob. She lewdly jerked his rod in her fist and began sucking him off with slow, teasing sucks and licks.
Linda's eyes widened with tremendous excitement. It was so swift and obscene, especially because they were still dressed, she felt as if she were watching a hard-core movie. She watched the standing brunette slide her lips back and forth on Lee's red prick, wetting it down lustfully.
A few moments later Violet stood up, leaving his rod throbbing and urgent. She always gave men a quick sample first to keep them hotly primed.
"Let's all undress and go to my bedroom," she said, already slipping out of her clothes. Lee glanced at her but stared at Linda's luscious tits and ass with a hot new tingle in his cock. Jesus, she'd blossomed out into a knockout! He'd had thee-ways before but not with two stunningly sexy women like the blonde and the brunette.
Linda returned his stare just long enough to compare him to her husband. He was leaner and not as sexy or as big as Mike, but his long fleshy cock glistening with Violet's saliva, curved sharply upward and quivered with lust. It was Violet's soft, sensuous curves that held the blonde's rapt attention.
Linda followed Lee and Violet into her bedroom, her blood racing with eagerness. She'd never watched other people fuck before and it was a wild, eerie new excitement for her.
She stood off to one side of the bed as Violet lay back and spread her thighs wide and drew up her knees. Her pink slit sucked wantonly as Lee mounted her, and the brunette quickly seized his hot prick in her fingers and guided him in, arching her back and moaning deeply as his meat pulsed in her eager pussy. By choice, Violet hadn't screwed a man in almost a month so she could concentrate her cunning on seducing Linda, and the sudden feel of a long, thick prick in her tight pussy sparked a furious passion.