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  A Wanton Woman

  (Temporarily Mine Series – Book 6)

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  Thomas Henry

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  A Wanton Woman

  (Temporarily Mine Series - Book 6)

  I was in Waikiki, sitting at a table in Michel’s at the Colony Surf, waiting for Crystal and Thuy to come back from the ladies’ room. I gazed across the ocean at the fading sunset and struggled not to obsess over the carnal things Karen almost certainly had been doing with her sex-starved husband since he got back…things she might be doing with him at that very moment…things she should have been doing with me…things she had been doing with me while he was at sea. But no matter how much I tried not to visualize her with him…no matter how much I tried to focus on the orange and purple of the twilight sky…I kept seeing images of Karen in bed with Ted…kissing him…making love to him…sleeping in his arms. My stomach churned.

  It struck me as ironic that I was more bothered by Karen’s intimacy with her husband than I was about her passion for Bill, the black stud with whom I had shared her for much of the time her husband was gone. After all, I had Ted to thank for my relationship with Karen in the first place. Were it not for his fantasy about watching her with another man, I never even would have had an opportunity to be with her.

  But I knew what the problem was. I knew why I was bothered more by Karen being with her husband than I was by her giving herself to Bill…or those men at the bachelor party. For me, Karen was the modern-day incarnation of Rachel, the long-lost love of my life. When I was with Karen, I felt complete. I felt healed. I felt like I had come home. I was at peace with myself and the world. But sooner or later, Ted was going to take Karen away from me. Sooner or later, the Navy would transfer him somewhere else, and Karen would go with him. I would lose Karen, and when I lost her, it would feel like I was losing Rachel all over again.

  Movement on the periphery of my vision caught my attention. I blinked away the tears that had welled up in my eyes and turned to look. Crystal and Thuy were making their way back across the restaurant.

  Everyone was watching them. Well actually, everyone was watching Crystal, with fleeting glances at Thuy…and curious glances at me as they got closer to my table. And that was exactly why I had invited Thuy to come along on a date that originally was supposed to have been just with Crystal. I had been uncomfortable with the idea of dining alone with a twenty-one-year-old bombshell whose black-and-Vietnamese racial makeup would make it obvious that I wasn’t dining with my daughter.

  Thuy, on the other hand, was more-or-less age-appropriate for me, and being Vietnamese, she easily could have been presumed to be Crystal’s mother. So, her presence lent an air of respectability to a dinner date that otherwise might have appeared to be as scandalous as it really was.

  Originally, my date with Crystal had been her idea. But when she first suggested it back at the bachelor party, I didn’t take her very seriously. I’m forty-five and she’s twenty-one, so we don’t have a lot in common, other than sex and money. There was plenty of one being traded for the other at the bachelor party, so when she said she wanted to go out on a real date with me, I assumed that she probably was just stroking my ego, as bar girls and strippers are wont to do with customers who seem inclined to spend money on them. So, I hadn’t really planned on trying to take her up on her offer.

  But a few days ago, when I found myself at loose ends because Karen and Marilyn were tied up with their husbands, and Mai was still in Southeast Asia, I decided to give Crystal a call to see if by chance she had been serious about going out with me. I thought maybe she would take my mind off Karen for a while.

  I didn’t have Crystal’s number, inasmuch as I had met her through Thuy, so I decided to try to contact her through Thuy. And that gave me the idea of asking them both out. So, I called Thuy and asked if she and Crystal would like to have dinner with me.

  Thuy and I had a history. She was a stripper I had “dated” from time-to-time over the years. There was no romance in our relationship, but she was a pleasant, reasonably attractive woman, and she genuinely seemed to enjoy spending time with me. Thuy knew me and my proclivities fairly well, so I was confident she would read between the lines and understand her role in my date with Crystal. She readily accepted my invitation and made arrangements with Crystal for the three of us to have dinner together.

  Thuy returned to her seat next to me, and Crystal sat across from me. A few moments after the ladies were seated again, the waiter brought our desserts and coffee. Most of the patrons in the restaurant had stopped staring at Crystal and had returned to minding their own business. I, on the other hand, didn’t even try to be surreptitious about ogling her.

  Even though Crystal was wearing a fairly conservative dress, she was a real attention-getter. Her enormous round tits and full round ass were connected by an impossibly tiny waist. Crystal’s body looked like someone had started with Jessica Rabbit and compressed her down to less than five feet tall.

  Her thick, black hair hung in tight waves down to the small of her back. She had caramel-colored skin and large, almond-shaped wide-set brown eyes. Unlike Thuy, who wore false eyelashes, Crystal had thick, dark natural lashes. She had a cute pug nose and full lips that showcased perfect white teeth. Her mother was Vietnamese, and her father was black…and Crystal had gotten the best of each.

  Every time I looked at her, I got that urge in my balls. I’d already had sex with her once at the bachelor party, but it had been rushed and little more than just a physical release for me. That night, she had told me just to “use” her. She said we’d make love properly some other time in better circumstances. When she said it, I dismissed her promise as typical professional sweet-talk. But now I wasn’t so sure about that. I was beginning to think that she really might want to spend the night with me, and my body was reacting accordingly.

  We finished our desserts and headed back to my man-cave in Halawa. Thuy sat in the back, and Crystal sat up front, holding my hand and chatting with Thuy in Vietnamese. Inasmuch as they both spoke English quite well, they obviously were having a conversation they didn’t intend for me to understand.

  I don’t speak much Vietnamese, but having been around Mai for years, I’ve come to understand enough that I often can get the general gist of a conversation. In this case, I inferred that Thuy was telling Crystal about the times she had gone out on “dates” with me and how big a “tip” I had given her.

  Back in those days, Thuy would take the night off from stripping to go out with me. We typically went to a leisurely dinner and then to a hotel for a few hours. Then, when it was about bar-closing-time, I’d give her some money to make up for her lost earnings, and she’d go home to her husband. She never asked for a specific amount of money, and she always seemed genuinely delighted with what I gave her. I got the impression that having dinner and sex with me was a welcome break from her usual stripping and drink-hustling in the bar.

  Tonight was a different situation, however, and I wasn’t sure what either woman’s plans or expectations were. I didn’t know if either or both of them intended to go to be
d with me, or how much they might expect me to pay them. But I was prepared. I had plenty of cash on me, so I figured I was ready for however the night might play out.

  Back at my man-cave, the women got out of my car and headed straight for the stairway up to my mezzanine office/apartment. So that answered one question. They apparently were planning to spend at least part of the night with me before going home.

  This was a new situation for me. Before Karen, I’d never brought a woman to my man-cave. In fact, Mai didn’t even know it existed, even though we had been more-or-less together for years. So, Karen and I had come to think of it as “our” place, and even though Thuy and Crystal had been there with Karen when they were practicing for the bachelor party, I felt a little strange bringing them to Karen’s territory without her being there. It almost felt as though I was cheating on her. I had to remind myself that Karen was married and quite likely was in bed with her husband at that very moment.

  I stopped in the kitchen area to make drinks for the three of us. The women wandered through my office to the bedroom. By the time I got there with the drinks, they had shed their clothes and gone into the bathroom.

  I put the drinks on the night stand and took off my clothes. I heard the shower start, followed by a few seconds of squeals and giggles…probably in reaction to that first shot of cold water before the on-demand hot water heater warmed up.

  I peeked around the bathroom door. The women were in the shower together, hugging under the stream of water. They were quite a contrast in body types. Thuy is slim, with silicone-enhanced breasts and a bald pussy. Crystal’s hourglass figure is all natural, and her neatly-trimmed pubic hair is thick and kinky.

  I ambled into the bathroom and joined them in the shower. There was plenty of room because the shower isn’t a separate, enclosed space. It’s just one end of the room with a floor drain and a shower head.

  The women separated and pulled me between them, with Crystal in front and Thuy in back. They took turns with the bar of soap, thoroughly lathering me front and back. Once I was sufficiently soapy, they hugged me and rubbed their bodies against me. Crystal slid her hands down my body and found my cock and balls. I already was somewhat swollen, but the moment she touched me, my cock became a rod of steel. I hadn’t had a woman in some time, so the need in my balls was intense.

  Thuy handed the bar of soap to me. I ran it all around and up and down Crystal’s back and butt. I turned her around to make it easier to rub her front. I circled around and over each breast and then slid the bar down between her thighs. After I rubbed her pussy gently with it, I handed the soap back to Thuy so I would have both hands free to “wash” Crystal.

  I squeezed her breasts with one hand while I explored her pussy with the other. I raked my fingers through her curls a couple of times and then slipped my fingertips between her folds. I was surprised at how lubricated she was. I guess I had forgotten just how creamy hormone-fevered young women tend to be.

  Thuy moved around us so she was face-to-face with Crystal. I felt her hand glide over and then under mine. She found Crystal’s clit and massaged it gently as she leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She seemed to be confirming my long-held suspicion that she preferred women to men.

  Crystal returned the favor by massaging Thuy’s pussy with one hand while she reached behind and stroked my cock with the other. She broke off the kiss with Thuy and leaned her head back to kiss me over her shoulder.

  “I think we clean enough,” she whispered. “Time to rinse and go to bedroom.”

  I found the handheld showerhead and rinsed the soap off of both of them. While I was rinsing myself, they toweled off and disappeared through the bedroom door. By the time I got to the bedroom, they already were on the bed, hugging and kissing and fondling each other.

  I got into bed next to them and watched for a few moments before Crystal rolled onto her back between Thuy and me. She pulled my head down and kissed me, parting her full lips and giving me her tongue. I instinctively slid my hand up between her thighs only to discover that Thuy’s fingers already were massaging Crystal’s clit again.

  Crystal moaned and turned her head away from my kiss. I kissed her cheek and then worked my way down her neck and chest to those cotton-candy soft breasts. Thuy already was sucking one nipple, so I found the other.

  Thuy kissed her way down Crystal’s body and pushed her thighs apart. She lay on her stomach between Crystal’s legs and planted her face in Crystal’s pussy.

  Crystal squeezed my face between her palms and pulled me up so she could kiss me again. I rolled her nipple between my fingertips as I probed her mouth with my tongue.

  Thuy kissed Crystal on the stomach and then patted me on the butt. “I think she ready. Lie down. Time to make baby!”

  Crystal smacked her on the shoulder and said, “No say that! You scare him already!”

  Several thoughts flashed through my mind in quick succession. First was the idea that Crystal might be planning the old abortion scam where she would claim that she was pregnant with my baby and ask me for money for an abortion. But I quickly discarded that concern. There wasn’t enough profit potential in that, and it wasn’t necessary anyway. Crystal knew from experience that I was pretty free about spending money on her.

  My next thought was that she might actually want to get pregnant with my baby as a way of trapping me into long-term financial support. But I thought that unlikely as well. I couldn’t see her burdening herself with that kind of responsibility to get money from me when she surely would have no trouble fleecing countless men who ached to get into her panties.

  And then I thought about Karen…about Karen having my baby...and that was an idea that tugged at my heart. After Rachel, I never had known a woman who seemed right to be the mother of my children…and as a consequence, I never had had any. But Karen somehow had become the modern-day embodiment of Rachel for me, and the idea of Karen having my baby spoke to me more than I really wanted to admit to myself. Fortunately, I realized the absurdity of that notion. Karen belonged to Ted. She was the mother of his children. She never would be the mother of mine.

  “No worry,” Crystal whispered as she straddled me and guided my cock into her heat. “I no get pregnant tonight.”

  She sat upright, slowly undulating on my cock. Thuy moved up behind her and straddled my thigh. She massaged Crystal’s clit with one hand while she fondled my balls with the other. She kissed Crystal and whispered something in her ear. Crystal nodded and leaned forward, mashing her huge tits against my chest and kissing me on the cheek.

  Thuy lay down between my legs. A moment later, her tongue was swirling around and over my balls. Judging from Crystal’s reaction, Thuy must have been licking her, too.

  It wasn’t long before the combination of Crystal’s pussy and Thuy’s tongue had me near the point of no return. I crossed my legs over Thuy’s back and said, “Easy, baby.”

  Thuy giggled as she stopped licking me. She came and lay down next to me and gave me a lingering lip-to-lip kiss with no tongue. Then she put her lips next to my ear and whispered, “I go home now. Crystal like stay all night with you. Make many baby. You take her home in morning, yeah?”

  I nodded. “What about your tip?”

  “No need. It okay.” She paused for a few beats and then winked one of her false eyelashes. “But if you like, you can give Crystal for me. She give me later.” She rolled out of bed and started dressing.

  Crystal twisted her body slightly, dragging her nipples back and forth across my skin. She kissed my lips. “Okay I stay all night with you?”

  “Of course.”

  She lay down on me and resumed pleasuring me with the motion of her hips. I had the feeling that she was up to something, but my blood was all in my cock, so I didn’t have the brain power to try to figure out what it was.

  Thuy was dressed and ready to go. “How I get my car out?”

  Damn. I had forgotten that she was parked inside my building. “Um…I’ll come down and le
t you out.”

  I eased Crystal off of me and onto her stomach. As I rolled out of bed, I patted her butt and said, “Don’t go away.”

  She giggled and wiggled her butt at me. “I be right here waiting.”

  I found my robe and slippers and led Thuy downstairs. She gave me a quick hug before getting into her car. I raised the overhead door and she backed out. We waved at each other as she drove away, and I lowered the door again.

  When I slipped back into bed with Crystal, she rolled onto her side and took me into her arms. She pushed one thigh between my legs and up against my balls as she gave me a deep kiss. She seemed totally at ease…totally confident…as if spending the night with a man she barely knew was just a stroll in the park for her.

  She was such a contrast with Karen. I knew exactly how many men Karen had had…and I’d watched her with every one of them. I couldn’t help but wonder how many men Crystal had had in her young life. She worked as a stripper, and I knew from experience that most strippers could be had by the right man for the right price. And given her stunning sex appeal, I could only imagine how many men had willingly paid Crystal’s price.

  I kissed her on the chin. Then under the chin, and then down her neck and between her breasts. Her areolas were huge and nearly black…and they made my balls ache in anticipation. I kissed one nipple and then sucked the other between my lips. Crystal squirmed and moaned when I gently clamped it between my teeth.

  “You like that?” I asked.

  “Oh, yes…feel so good.”

  In my experience, most women want a man to be gentle with their nipples, but a few get off on having them bitten and squeezed hard. Crystal apparently was one of the latter.

  I kissed my way down her stomach and through her pubic hair. I was surprised at how coarse and wiry it felt against my lips. And I guess it raised some primal instinct in me, because my cock suddenly became rigid again.

  I lay down on my stomach between Crystal’s thighs. I pushed them apart and kissed her butt cheeks and up and down the backs of her thighs, coming close, but never quite touching the folds of her pussy.