Kely, The Fool's Initiation

Marc had gone on a trip abroad, and I was enjoying a sunny afternoon by the pool. Sabine, a friend, was due to visit me during the day. A lovely creature with blue eyes capable of driving a man mad, mired in her misguided fidelity while her husband cheated on her shamelessly.

A little later, the gate bell rang and Sabine joined me, happy to chat and share her woes. Wanting to enjoy the pool, I took her to a bedroom to change into a swimsuit and took the opportunity to watch her undress.

— Given the sun this afternoon, I advise you to only wear the bottom; a little natural tan will do you a world of good! — Yes, you're right, and besides, we're not likely to be disturbed!

Sabine took care of her body, always dressed to the nines and very striking in her makeup. Her silhouette was splendid, and I wondered how such an irresistible girl could endure her ordeal with a man who shared no intimacy with her.

Sipping our coffee by the water, she told me of her latest mishaps following a few blonde hairs she found on her husband's clothes. The urge seized me that day to set her free and break the spell.

— You have to stop feeling sorry for yourself, Sabine! You are lovely and desirable, but you've shut yourself in a cage, suffering while your man is having a blast all over the planet.

— Okay, but what do you want me to do, ask for a divorce?

— No! First of all, be who you are, the one who wants to be herself. Your style, your way of dressing, even down to your makeup, shows the person you'd like to be and that you're hiding, even if you don't realize it.

— You think I have a double personality?

— Like almost all women, our makeup gives us a second skin, a kind of mirror of ourselves. I've analyzed it in myself and in other women too. Come, let's get in the water!

After a few laps and some laughs, I moved closer to Sabine, pressing right up against her, and slid my hand directly into her swimsuit.

— Stop playing a part. You're just dying to let loose; you crave it so much you dream about it at night! I've been watching you for quite some time; you’re full of unfulfilled fantasies! Am I wrong?

— No... You're right, totally right... Hmmm... don't take your hand away, it feels so good! she said in a languid voice.

— With Marc, I discovered my true self not so long ago during a party; I ended up surrendered, offered to all the guests present. I felt amazing sensations and a fire that stayed within me, and you too, you have that fire smoldering inside you. — Hmmm, how lucky you are, a luck I don't have, she said, kissing me.

Her kiss, increasingly intense and lingering, revealed her true personality and her true desires; I felt Sabine vibrating under my touch just as I was vibrating myself.

— Tonight our men are away! So the two of us are going on a little adventure! — Where do you want to go?

— Surprise, darling!

I pulled her out of the water, holding her hand, and we headed toward my bedroom together. I laid her on the bed and rushed toward her without her showing any reluctance; on the contrary, she took me in her arms and surrendered herself physically to me entirely. Sabine asked me to tell her about my adventures during that anniversary party, and I took pleasure in giving her all the details.

— You're so right, darling, I want to enjoy myself too! He's cheating on me, so I'll return the favor, doubly so, she said in the middle of a release.

— Tonight, you're going to offer yourself to everyone you like, asking for nothing, just taking your pleasure where it's found. You're just going to be who you are and show it well!

Sabine and I had very similar measurements. It was therefore easy for me to dress her for the occasion. I watched her, amused, as she chose the outfit she wished to wear, reflecting her desires geared toward the most daring of styles. Our afternoon intimacy seemed to have completely transformed her. She tried things on, twirling in front of the mirror before asking for my opinion.

— Hmmm, this is cute, what do you think? It doesn't look too... provocative? — It fits you like a glove, I replied.

— Do you mean the role or the clothes? she shot back, doubled over with laughter.

For her final choice, she opted for a very short black stretch skirt hugging her insolent curves, and a corset enhancing her generous bust. She easily found a pair of open-toed pumps in her size, and we finally finished getting ready. Around 9 PM, I hit the road with Sabine toward our destination.

— Where are we going? Sabine asked impatiently.

— A club that one of Marc's friends recommended. Apparently, the food is very good, the atmosphere is great, and the clientele is hand-picked.

We entered the place, greeted by a doorman who looked us up and down from head to toe before granting us a smile and letting us in. It was mid-weekend, and many people were already there. As a welcome, we were invited to the bar for a glass of champagne. The atmosphere was hushed in dimmed light, bathed in relaxing music.

— This club seems really nice; I feel good here! Sabine declared, smiling.

— Plus, there are quite a few attractive couples, I added.

Being at the bar gave us an opportunity to get to know other couples, and we didn't stay isolated for long. A very handsome couple joined us with a wide smile.

— Good evening! We’re Sandy and Chris!

— Nice to meet you; we're Kely and Sabine. It’s our first time here! I replied.

— Indeed, I don't believe I've ever seen you here; otherwise, I would remember, Chris emphasized with a charming smile.

While I talked with Sandy, Chris suggested giving Sabine a short tour of the place. I followed suit, accompanied by Sandy. There were a few small corridors and various themed alcoves. After a few steps, we arrived in another, more spacious world, where large tables and benches furnished a space in the shadows of a tropical decor.

Chris led Sabine in front of me, a hand on her hip occasionally straying quickly to her backside—an attitude she didn't seem to mind. Sandy was a beautiful young brunette with long hair, possessing a deep and penetrating gaze in her blue eyes, constantly watching me. Following Chris and Sabine's lead, we were pushed into a crowd where a woman, her clothes shed, was busy with the group surrounding her.

— You are very beautiful, Kely; I like you immensely! I feel a very strong attraction in you; I don't know how to explain it, Sandy declared, sliding her hand over my curves.

— I feel the same toward you, I told her, kissing her. Your husband is very nice too...

— Your friend Sabine is a novice, I think, right? Chris will take care of her shortly.

Sabine was in the front row, greedily watching the scene unfolding before her eyes. Chris let his hand slide down, caressing her silhouette. Another man right next to Sabine joined Chris, exploring her thighs while pulling up her tight miniskirt, both discovering her intimacy without Sabine feeling disturbed.

Chris unhooked her corset, leaving her chest within reach of all hands. Approaching her, Sabine met my gaze, the urge to cry out with pleasure in her sparkling eyes. With Chris holding her shoulders, she knelt, surrounded by her suitors. I observed her growing appetite as she gave herself to one after another, satisfying them with surprising frenzy. Focused on the attention she was providing Chris, she went all the way without losing a single drop. While Sandy teased my skin, Sabine was laid out on the large bench with her legs raised, offering her intimacy without restriction, covered by many hands exploring every inch of her body, gently stirring her senses, while others followed one after another between her thighs.

With Sandy exploring my depths with ardor, I felt another hand caressing my curves. Plunged into a release triggered by Sandy, I suddenly felt myself joined while my breasts were offered to the touch of the first comer.

My pleasure increased tenfold when I heard Sabine's climax becoming uncontrollable. She stood up and came toward me, placing my head between her damp breasts while I felt a boiling essence pour into me.

— How about we go to dinner after these appetizers, what do you think? Sandy asked.

After a mandatory stop at the bathroom, we found ourselves around a table for four. Sandy and Chris exchanged their impressions, while Sabine shared hers with me.

— Darling, to tell you that this is a fabulous moment for me is an understatement, it’s divine. Never in my whole life have I had such a blast!

— But you're only at the beginning of the evening, Sweetheart! Sandy shot back.

— You’ll probably discover more surprises a bit later, I replied, amused.

We soon began to talk about our respective lives as couples: myself with Marc, Sandy with Chris, and Sabine and her husband, letting ourselves go with the most intimate confidences. For my part, despite a perfect understanding, Marc wasn't firm enough on me, at least not yet. I needed a confrontation followed by a true correction, and not just his tender complicity; I knew this was essential to my balance.

Sabine told of her solitary misfortunes in the absence of a partner who distracted himself with other women. She had just realized tonight that this situation was actually beneficial for her.

— Do the following, Sandy continued, when he returns from his trip, arrange not to be at home, don't return until the early morning, looking worn out by the night spent. He will then follow you like a little puppy.

— You could even bring him here with us, for that matter; it’s a very good idea! I added.

Two fit, muscular men in boxers were wandering from table to table offering their services during the meals and headed toward our table. Sabine and I, face to face at the end of the table, were the first to welcome them.

— Good evening Ladies, good evening Sir, we are Jérémie and Dany, two club entertainers in charge of adding a bit of atmosphere during dinner, at least if you feel the need, of course!

— Hummm... And what do you suggest? Sabine asked, piqued by the originality of the offer.

— Anything you could wish for, Mademoiselle! We are here for your pleasure and at your disposal. In fact, we had the pleasure of seeing you earlier in the tropical garden; what a shame not to have been closer to you...

— Well, now you are very close! she retorted, laughing.

White boxers and white t-shirts, their muscles were outlined under the fabric. Sabine, finishing her lobster mayonnaise, seemed tempted to taste more before her main course.

— Your wishes are my commands, Mademoiselle, he said with a smirk.

— Tell me, I get the impression that your beautiful white boxers are quite prominent in that spot, Sabine replied, placing her hand on them.

— Oh, Mademoiselle, you've just electrified me!

— It even looks like high voltage! she continued, releasing his impressive strength.

Relaxed, she moved back and forth on the shaft, letting it take its full shape. She brought her lips close and teased it with her tongue. I saw a fire shimmering in the depths of her eyes. She took her fork and placed a bit of mayonnaise on it, which she tasted immediately.

— In return, could I have the privilege of touching your breasts? Jérémie asked.

— With pleasure, help yourself! Sabine answered.

He stood by her side and unhooked her bodice, revealing two firm and voluptuous shapes. While Jérémie teased her, she didn't give up the pleasure of enjoying her lobster and, with her fork, took a piece and brought it delicately to her lips, accidentally dropping some mayonnaise on her chest.

Jérémie cried out in mock dismay and knelt down to retrieve the sauce with his tongue. Chris, sitting next to Sabine, took a spoonful of mayonnaise and spread it over her breasts. Jérémie thanked him warmly for his generosity and took the opportunity to taste her skin, as she became increasingly responsive to his touch.