by Tina Clark
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He was standing in the kitchen with his coat on when Gloria returned and quite snippy he was about her late return. “We’ll never make it now! What was going on at Natalie’s?”
“Natalie’s? Funny that, I always think of it as Gerry’s! Do you think that after you destroyed so many marriages it could all just be forgotten so soon? People have things to say about it and they come to terms with what has happened in different ways.” Gloria replied, sharply.
“I’m sorry, I suppose I did think that. So we’re not out of the woods yet?” Ed said, crumbling visibly, his attempt at reasserting himself come to grief so simply.
“Nor the dog-house, Ed! And what is the rush about anyway, if we miss this showing, we can always go to the next! You’re not in charge any more Ed; I don’t do as you say! We both know where that got us! I thought you had learned your lesson - but obviously not!”
“I’m so sorry Gloria! I really have learned my lesson, really I have - I’ll do anything you say!” he promised, miserably.
“That’s just as well Ed because I think you need something to remind you of your responsibilities from time to time, don’t you? Anyway, we’ll talk about that later. In the mean time, something about being over at Gerry’s and hearing them talk has given me this tremendous itch. You can keep your coat on; we’ll only be delayed a few minutes!” Gloria lay down on the kitchen tiles and pulled her skirt up to her waist. “Lick, Rover!” she commanded and lay and let her orgasm build and wash over her calling out as she liked, enjoying her husband’s contribution to her day...much more so as licking and sucking as he was, he was swallowing Gerry’s semen.
Chapter Eight
More sauce for the gander, even more for the goose
Watching films is what complacent, easily satisfied people do, Gloria thought, as she sat bored in the cinema, People who need actors to live their life for them, because their own lives are so predictable and mundane. Glossy, soft focus sex; that empty crap! I used to believe in it until my husband found a life for me! Thank you Ed, now I’m going to find you one!
When they were leaving, Ed put his arm round her protectively, like every other man did his woman as they joined the mad rush for the exits as though there was any need for hurry. Did someone shout, “Fire!”? Or are we late for a meeting with the bank manager...that thief, or have we just received a message telling us our children have micro waved their teacher’s cat...can’t have, we don’t have children. Maybe we’re just doing what everyone else is doing...why? Because we’re blending in? I don’t want to blend in! “Enough, all ready!” Gloria shouted at the foot of the stairs, mad from the charge and her disaffected thoughts.
She stepped to the side - one yard, and they were free from the crowd, another, and there was a table with a menu card. She sat, and pointed to the empty chair, which Ed duly filled, and read the card, then sent him to the bar where a blank girl stood staring, to order a burger and salad, with mustard and time for her to think in.
“I’m fucked with this!” she swore, surprising herself with her anger. “I don’t need, taken out, Ed. I need...something else!”
“How about chips?” he quipped, and received a steady and seemingly unending stream of tomato sauce, straight in the dial and over every inch of his available being.
“Fuck Gloria!” he squealed, coated inches thick in glutinous red stripes merging gravitationally over his gay blue striped, straw coloured linen jacket which he had felt so bohemian in but now cursed for its glaring betrayal of his outcast status from the sober, sombre, deep thinking aesthete to the squalid, foetid, fly-by-night conman, brought to his comeuppance by the sudden angry revelation of a two-timed wife.
Gloria burst out laughing, then crying, then laughing again when she caught sight of the girl behind the counter’s face. Ed was still sitting shocked and sauced up and the column of people on the escalator were enjoying the show more than they had the film.
“Take the jacket off and go and wash your face, head; everything Ed! Before people start dipping ‘chips’ in you!” she told him, “I’ll wait in the car!”
She should have felt awful she knew that, she just didn’t and when he got in she took off while he still had one foot on the ground.
After the threesome with Don, Gloria had gone back to sleeping with Ed. It had always been the plan: get her own back, stop his affair with Natalie then normalise things as quickly as possible. The first few nights it had seemed to work too. Ed was certainly attentive enough and she would never complain about the time his face spent between her legs but...but, something wasn’t right. It was too easy. It was suffocating. He was being Ed again - and she wasn’t Gloria, not any more, not the old Gloria. That was what was wrong with the plan. She couldn’t have known that she would change, but she had, and their old relationship had to change too. Back to the spare room.
***
In the middle of the week she drove to Gerry’s house and knocked. Natalie answered the door and said “Hi!” and brought her into the sitting room.
“I don’t know what I’m doing here Natalie. Just mixed up and Gerry’s good for me, he straightens my head out.”
“Gerry’s at work Gloria,” Natalie said.
“Of course he is, if I’d stopped to think! I’ll just get going then,” Gloria replied and turned to leave.
“If you like, but if you wanted...”
“You two getting along better...” Gloria said and turned again to find that Natalie had unbuttoned the top of her trousers and pulled the zip down.
“...Maybe there’s something I can do for you?”
Gloria looked her up and down silently for a few seconds. “Maybe there is...” she said feeling a stir somewhere inside her.
“I’m just being selfish, it helps me and I know it helps Gerry, but if you’d rather not...”
“That’s okay, go ahead, I’ll watch,” Gloria said, her interest rising.
Natalie pushed her trousers down over her hips, dropped them and stepped out of them, keeping her sling backs with their four inch heels in place. “Do you want me to keep the top on?” she asked, standing in a pretty pair of pink knickers.
“No, take it off,” Gloria told her. Natalie smiled and lifted the top over her head and waited while Gloria sat back down and crossed her legs. “The bra,” she said, “Take it off...but turn away. I want to see you unhook it.”
“Of course Gloria,” and she did and turned back round holding her bra in place.
“Okay, drop it.” She did that too and Gloria studied her breasts thinking of all the mouths they had been in...Ed’s included...and watched as her nipples stiffened and stood up under Gloria’s scrutiny.
“Anything else?” she asked Gloria shaking her breasts slightly, the sensation in her nipples clearly affecting them.
“Touch them, pinch your nipples...I want to see you roll them between your fingers.” She didn’t do it at the same time, she did the left one first, picking up her nipple between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand and squeezing and rolling it back and forward, closing her eyes as she did it. Gloria didn’t say anything; she just sat and watched as Natalie went through the same routine with the other one. “That better?” She asked her when she was done.
“Much! Thank you Gloria,” and she stood waiting again as Gloria looked at her and thought,
You’re a piece of work, and you want to play! “You’ve got a nice figure Natalie,” Gloria said. “Turn around,” and when Natalie had complied, “Keeping your legs straight, touch your toes.” She did that too and Gloria let her wait as she studied Natalie’s legs and particularly the oval bulge her pussy made in her knickers. “Staying like that, pull your panties down to your ankles...Slowly.” Natalie’s hands went to the sides of her pants and started pulling. Gloria felt distinct pangs and wetting in her vagina which didn’t disturb her at
all as first Natalie’s bottom appeared like a moon, then two moons colliding as the cleft of it appeared and following on, the dark circle of her anus, and the red line of cunt. She let her stay like that longer before she said, “You may step out of them, staying bent over, and open your legs.”
“Yes Gloria...Thank you!” Natalie said panting a little, not entirely from the exertion of the pose Gloria thought. “Run your hands up the inside of your thighs Natalie,” Gloria said, “Keep going, all the way to the top. Good. Now, I want you to masturbate for me...and for you. It’ll give me something to spank you for...not that I’m short of motivation!”
“Certainly Gloria,” Natalie replied and her right hand slipped immediately into her pussy and her fingers began to rub on her clitoris. “Do you mind if I make a noise?”
“I want you to. Use your other hand to hold your lips open.”
“Like this?”
“Like that.” It wasn’t long before she began to pant, then heavily. “What are you thinking about Natalie?”
“I was just thinking about the thrashing you’re going to give me,” she answered and started to gasp, her fingers moving quicker and as Gloria could see, very wet.
Gloria laughed. “Oh you can be sure of that,” she said.
“Yes, thank you. Oh God yes! Ah! Ah!”
Her knees began to buckle and she would have sagged forward on to the floor but Gloria snapped, “Stay up!” and she had to complete the orgasm in situ coming howling, and ending by slapping her clitoris quite hard, Gloria thought. She let her stand up and turn around and Gloria stood up herself, just a few inches from the panting post orgasmic woman, taking in the colour and texture of her, and the smell of her and even lifting Natalie’s hand to her own face to be quite certain of the scent. “I noticed marks on your bottom. What are they from?”
“Gerry bought a whip in a sex shop. He loves it, we both do. It stings like Hell, really! Do you want me to get it?” Natalie replied.
“Yes.”
It was a yard long, a bit like a riding crop and made of some kind of springy nylon, thin and sore looking. Natalie handed it over and stood waiting. Gloria had her stand close again and as she took her clothes off she handed them to Natalie to fold and lay over a chair. She continued to strip until she was naked, aware as she did that Natalie was assessing her and Gloria wondered vaguely if that was as a lover as well as a rival. “You’re absolutely beautiful,” Natalie said.
“Thank you. Now, as you were,” Gloria said and Natalie smiled and turned away and bent over. “Keep your legs together.”
“Yes Gloria.”
“Just stay like that,” Gloria told her and held the whip’s end at Natalie’s bottom to get the distance right. “Put your hands behind your back as though your wrists were tied - yes like that. If you take them down, even for a second, I’ll give you double. Do you understand?”
“Mmm, yes Gloria,” Natalie said.
Mmm, still playing, Gloria thought and gave the crop a swish in the air and landed it across Natalie’s bum leaving a bright red score.
“Oh shit!” Natalie shrieked, writhing her bottom on her legs.
“Okay, I like this,” Gloria informed her, “I’m going to whip your ass Natalie. I’m not sure who for. It could be you and it could be for me, maybe we’ll figure it out between us. Oh, one thing, I want you to talk.”
“Certainly Gloria,” Natalie said, still gasping from the pain of the blow, “Anything in particular?”
“Very particular,” Gloria replied, letting go with another evil swipe which fizzed through the ether and landed with a stinging crack across both buttocks. Natalie jumped about a foot in the air and covered her mouth to stifle her scream. Her tits jumping with the jolt which Gloria found she liked a lot.
“Tell me about Don’s cock?”
“Oh! I didn’t know...”
The whip sizzled and cracked again, twice. “I didn’t ask you what you knew, I asked you about Don’s cock.”
“It’s huge!” Natalie shouted and the crop landed across her cheeks again, three times more. “Ahh! Ah! Ah!”
“Gerry doesn’t know about you and Don...does he Natalie?” She took too long to answer and Gloria fed her another brace of stinging swipes to help her along. “Ahhh! No! God help me! I’m doing what I can! If Gerry finds out about Don - he’ll kill me!” she screamed as much from fear as the very real pain that Gloria had no doubt whatsoever that she was feeling...and that she - Gloria was inflicting.
“That’s if I don’t whip you to death first!” Gloria threatened her and held the crop under her breasts forcing them up. Has Gerry whipped your nipples yet?”
“No...Please don’t!”
“Forget that Natalie! Hands behind your back, you’ve already taken them down once which means double, do it again and I just won’t stop! Now bend over, more! Stay like that!” Gloria took four goes to get the trajectory right and every time Natalie jumped as the rod swished underneath her, but on the fourth. Gloria had given it everything and just trusted to luck and learning. At maximum velocity, the tip of the whip caught Natalie on her left nipple and almost seared it off. She screamed in pain and fell on the floor holding her breast and rolling about unable to contain herself. Gloria moved into position above her and lashed down, striking Natalie’s defenceless writhing, twisting body across her back and buttocks and legs and anything she could hit as viciously as she could muster strength for.
At last, winded and unable to lift her arm once more, the lashing stopped and Gloria stood over her sobbing victim like a vengeful angel. She dropped the whip and fell onto the couch where she sat and surveyed the ruin that was Natalie, her former friend. That’ll teach you to play with me! “Sit up! Let me see how you look. Really rather fetching in your tiger stripes! No doubt Gerry will complete the experience for you with a sound rodgering. It’s a pity I didn’t have the necessary equipment or I must say, I’d do it myself!”
Natalie managed to squeeze out a smile, “Thank you, that’s quite a compliment coming from you Gloria - and thank you for the beating too. I’ll wear my stripes with pride...About the other thing Gloria. I hope you can see that I’m doing my best to make amends, but if you felt that you had to tell Gerry about Don, it would put us all back in a dark place again,” she said, pleading with Gloria.
“You’re quite an act, aren’t you Natalie?” Gloria laughed. “You didn’t know that I knew about Don did you? You must be wondering how I know and what else I know. Don’t try to find out Natalie, if you do, I’ll tell Gerry about Don - I may tell him anyway, but you’ll just have to wait and see. That was quite a thrashing I gave you, just remember, there’s plenty more where that came from now, go get some cream and I’ll soothe some of those weals, not that I feel bad about them!” Gloria didn’t actually know how she felt about the whipping. She had certainly enjoyed doing it...at the time. It had been cathartic, she thought, handing it out to her, getting her own back...and now she found Natalie’s condition quite disconcertingly pleasing for some reason she couldn’t quite fathom.
Natalie smiled sweetly and stood up, turning around slowly letting Gloria see the extent of her handiwork when she was bid. She’s brave if nothing else, Gloria thought, No...more than that, she’s determined. I’ll have have to watch you, Gloria decided, You’re far too clever and too strong to be down for long. This is all just strategy, you’re manoeuvring, waiting for an opening then you’ll be back, but I’ll be waiting...
She returned with a tub of cold cream and a bath towel which she laid out on the floor and sat on. Gloria unscrewed the lid and knelt down beside her and applied cream in long strips to Natalie’s wounds. Her skin was very hot and soft and Gloria found that she was enjoying the sensation and the role reversal if that was what it was. And I’m still enjoying the whipping! she decided, I’m glad I did it, it wasn’t just cathartic...it was stimula
ting!
“Thanks for this,” Natalie said, “It feels so good. You’re very gentle; well, now! All the stinging is disappearing under your hands.”
Gloria stopped and looked deeply into her eyes. “I’m doing this Natalie, so that the marks will heal...after a week or so, not to relieve the pain. I want you to feel that for a while!” but she continued in a softer tone. “You deserved the beating...but you deserve this too. You took it well I must say Natalie. You can tell Gerry that his debt is paid off.”
“I will, and I will feel the pain...and I’ll continue to take anything you give me Gloria,” she said wincing as Gloria took her bruised nipple between her fingers.
“It’s really swollen; perhaps Gerry will be angry with me for damaging his wife.” Gloria said, caressing it.
“No, you were right earlier, Gerry really likes this stuff and he likes me to bear the marks. He’ll only be annoyed that he missed it!”
“Next time, I’ll take pictures!” Gloria said thinking what a good idea that was. She had switched to Natalie’s other nipple and was rubbing it between her thumb and forefinger.
“Oh, that’s nice on that one...Pleasure and pain, Gloria?” Natalie asked her looking into her eyes...deeply.
“Maybe; I haven’t decided on anything,” Gloria said and sat down on the couch motioning to Natalie to sit on the floor between her legs. “I’m just doing what I feel; because I can I suppose.” Gloria laughed, “Power crazy, that’s what I am!” and as though to re-enforce the point she slid her hand down Natalie’s belly and felt the outer lips of her vagina.”