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Ella bounced in her seat as the plane hit the tarmac, landing her home safe and sound, wrapping up her first business trip of the year. Her husband was already waiting in the parking lot to take her home and she couldn’t help but smile. It had been a long week away. Made even longer by the anticipation, and excitement surrounding her growing to do list upon her arrival.She had been following suit on her goals for the new year, number one on that list was adding a little spice to their bedroom.Thanks to her friend from work, step one was all planned out. Stepping off the plane she spotted Calum immediately, gliding right past baggage claim and into the loving arms of her husband. She’d missed him like crazy. Boy, was he going to be surprised.PizzaCallum got home from his run, tired and frustrated. Ella had been away on business the week of his birthday and had just got home. The first thing Ella wanted to do… “just give me some space so I can unpack.” She asked Callum. So he did, just a few more miles and a few more minutes apart. There are some things you miss when your wife’s away from home. The kind of things a little exercise can’t satisfy.In truth, it hadn’t taken long for Ella to unpack. As soon as Calum left, Ella dumped her suitcase in the hamper and hurriedly ran around tidying up. All the while giving directions to her friend on the other end of the phone. They had an idea for a belated birthday gift to remember. Ella had just hidden the last bit of dirty laundry and slipped into the kitchen when Calum returned.”I’m starving; what do you want to do for dinner?” Ella asked, emerging from the kitchen with a Powerade for Calum and a bottle of wine for her.”Up to you. You know, it takes me a bit to work up an appetite.” Calum answered, exasperated as he struggled to pull off his sweaty shirt, his tone abs glistening with sweat.”I figured as much, so I went ahead and ordered something special,” Ella replied, gliding around the corner in a pair of thin sweatpants, tight in all the right places. They hung just low enough to show off a sliver of her toned abs and elegant hip bones, peeking out from under a tight, borrowed tee.Ella handed him the Powerade, setting the bottle down on the table beside a pair of wine glasses.Calum shook his head, slightly confused by her coy response and bursa escort the pair of glasses on the table. She knows I’m not going to be drinking that wine, he thought.”Go ahead and get washed up, babe. Pizza should be here by the time you get out.” He lovingly kissed her forehead and proceeded to the shower as instructed. Soon he was relaxing under the cool refreshing water, soothing his tired and achy muscles. He barely heard the knock at the door.Ella answered the door with nervous anticipation. Her new friend from work was already here. This was happening; she’d finally taken Nicole up on her offer. Nicole had always shared how she liked to help couples add spark to their relationships. The sort of program where she’d get together with the couple and give them some pointers to add to their sex life.Nicole billed it as a ‘Blow Job Seminar.’ Ella thought it would be right up Calum’s alley. Not that Ella thought their marriage was in trouble or anything; she was just a little insecure and felt like they may be missing out on some things; she’d never really liked giving blow jobs. The whole seminar concept made her nervous, but Nicole assured her that it would help and that she’d make it casual and low-key. Nicole had already ordered pizza. A few helpful pointers in a low-key, relaxed atmosphere might be all they needed.”Hey.” Nicole smiled as Ella opened the door. Flashing her bright red lips, starkly contrasting her pale smooth skin, highlighted by her neon blue hair, cut at her shoulders, and shaved get a bit on the side.Nicole was leaning into the causal theme of the evening. Clad in a cozy oversized hoodie leaving only half of her long thin legs visible in her skintight yoga pants. Ella was jealous of how effortlessly cute she looked. I wish I looked that good in my pajamas, Ella thought, downplaying her own effortless beauty.Ella’s long brown wavy locks framed her petite freckled face and button nose, too innocently youthful for her well-toned body. Ella’s tanned hip bones just peeked out from her sweatpants thanks to her short, obviously borrowed t-shirt, made too small due to her luscious breasts.”Hey,” Ella answered with a bit of a nervous hiccup, blushing a little despite herself.”Don’t be nervous,” Nicole reassured her, gently brushing her altıparmak escort shoulder with a lingering sensual touch. “This will be fun!”The woman’s delicate touch sent butterflies straight to Ella’s stomach. She had always been shy; it was a big step opening up to a new friend. Talking about her relationship worries in passing was one thing. Now she was here, in her house, and going to talk in detail with Calum there?”Would you like some wine?” she offered her guest, hoping it would help the tension of what she was sure would be an awkward night.”Sure, that sounds great. You look adorable, by the way.” Nicole answered while following her to the other room, eying Ella’s tight ass as it pressed against her thin sweatpants. “I’m so glad we finally got to get together.”While she finished pouring her drink, the doorbell rang. That must be the pizza already, Ella thought and went to open the door.Smiling back at her in the doorway was the pizza girl. Short and slender, she stood holding the boxes in front of her tight-fitting polo, hugging a set of small breasts, obviously shocked by the cool outside air. Her raven-colored hair was pulled back haphazardly under an ill-fitting ball cap. Contrasting her otherwise elegant features, fair smooth skin, and small plump lips. The sight was enough to raise Ella’s eyebrows; she’s surprisingly cute, Ella thought.”Hey, right on time,” Nicole interjected unexpectedly, setting her drink down and walking toward the door.”You know I’m not going to let you down,” the pizza girl replied, exchanging the pizza for cash.”You know each other?” Ella asked as the pizza girl entered nonchalantly, shutting the door behind her. Nicole grabbed the girl by the waist, flipping her cap to the ground. Nicole cupped the pizza girl’s face, and the two exchanged a brief, passionate kiss.Ella felt the blood rush to her face and travel down to her toes. She felt like a voyeur in her own house. “What’s going on?” Ella asked, prompting Nicole to break away. Nicole rested her forehead on the pizza girls, giving them time to catch their breath.”My lovely assistant here always helps lend a hand. I found it’s easier to show than to tell. Speaking of…” Nicole gave a sly smile to the girl. “…we thought you’d appreciate a little extra show görükle escort first.””A kind of icebreaker,” the pizza girl added with a wink as Nicole retrieved her purse from the kitchen.The pizza girl smiled and began to take off her polo, revealing a petite set of upturned breasts with invitingly erect nipples adorned with tiny piercings.Ella stood dumbfounded; the show was starting now! Stunned, she didn’t know what to think or do. Ella felt dragged into a movie the likes of which she’d never seen or imagined. The pizza girl continued to undress for her slowly and seductively; she removed her pants. Revealing her unexpectedly long legs and round ass. It was strangely exciting; Ella could feel her nipples involuntarily harden, pressing against the soft cotton of her shirt.Now there was a stranger utterly naked in her living room. The sight of a naked woman, even a beautiful one, couldn’t be enough to turn her on; she wasn’t a lesbian. The whole situation was more shocking than anything, wasn’t that the only feeling she was having?”This is not really what I was…” Ella’s heart fluttered as she tried to process. Thankfully Nicole was there to steady her and escort Ella to the nearby couch. Nicole’s tender touch was warm and unexpectedly soothing.”Just relax; think of us as your coaches,” Nicole reassured her while she handed the pizza girl her purse. “We’re not trying to seduce you or anything, just trying to help set the mood. I promise this helps.”Nicole stood up and took off her sweater, letting her firm breasts cascade just inches from Ella’s face. Ella had never been this close to another naked woman before; she couldn’t help being mesmerized, comparing Nicole’s beautiful, elegant lines to hers. Nicole’s breasts were about her size, but with the hardest nipples, she’d ever seen. Nicole’s leggings came off, swaying her graceful hips left to right as she did, revealing her long tone legs, just barely shorter than Ella’s.Then she remembered the pizza girl, now standing directly behind Nicole. The girl began to nibble on Nicole’s ear before slowly kissing down her neck, causing Nicole to shut her eyes involuntarily. Ella felt as if she had been whisked away into a daydream.Ella was a gasp and held her breath as if not to intrude; She didn’t know what else to do. Suddenly Nicole was on her knees, inches from her face, a large pink dildo racing in and out of her mouth. The dildo had been strapped to the waist of the pizza girl with thick leather straps, accentuating the dimples of her lower back. Ella sat in silence, still slowly processing when her thoughts were interrupted.

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