The Borrowing

The Borrowing

By JustJake051

Part Three

Chapter Thirteen

It was the best of times. Will Weston laughed at himself for calling up the old Charles Dickens line to describe how he was feeling that day. Sitting at the airport arrival gate waiting for his wife, Lana, to return from LA, he couldn't help but be amazed at how lucky he was and how well things were going. He had put his marriage and his career in horrible jeopardy by cutting corners and cheating on an engineering project at work. That disastrous event had been discovered by his neighbor, Ron Giatti, and had evolved into a strange sexual blackmail. His wife was forced into having sex with Ron's club, a gangbang club, to be exact. Following that erotic night, Lana's self-discovery of her fondness for sex with particularly well-endowed men led to her "coming out" and some adjustments in their marriage. Together, Will and Lana had decided to engage in the lifestyle of Hotwifing, allowing Lana to enjoy other men while Will would watch. Fortunately, their sex life had never been better.

Now, everything else seemed to be falling right into place. Will was now in consideration for company President, following the retirement of the current President. As company Vice President, he was the obvious choice to succeed. Lana had been off in Los Angeles for the last four weeks spending some of the money she had received from the gangbang club. And her private marketing firm was doing quite well. Lana's startup business was actually making a serious profit for the first time. On top of that, Will just won $300 from his neighbor, Ron Giatti, at golf. Over the last seven years, Will had never beaten Ron and he had lost thousands of dollars in their friendly little side bets on the game. But yesterday, it all changed. He won. "Yep, it was the best of times," Will thought.

He glanced down the flight arrival corridor at the terminal and still no sign of Lana. A large group of people were now moving toward him, just arriving from LA. But no sign of Lana.

"L.A.," Will thought, "look at the beautiful people coming in." Still no sign of Lana, but his eye was caught by a beautiful Hollywood blonde walking amid the crowd. She was a tall, tan, blonde, with long legs, big dark sunglasses, and enormous breasts spilling out of the low cleavage of her dress. Her walk was liquid, hips and ass gliding from side to side, her enormous breast bouncing obscenely, almost falling out of her low-cut pink silk dress as she walked.

"Obviously a movie star," Will thought. "Or a porn star," and he laughed.

The woman walked past him, as Will continued to peer down the corridor looking for Lana. She had been gone for four weeks on what he assumed was a shopping spree and he could hardly wait for her to come home. As she requested before she left, Will was to become acquainted with the guidelines and best ways to go about their decision for Lana to become a Hotwife. And he had. Will read all the online information he could find about it and began meeting potential bulls. Two of the men he met were recommended by his neighbor, Ron, and Ron was right. They would be perfect.

Will's mind drifted for a second. He had to admit that, at first, it felt quite strange, meeting prospective men in bars to see if they would qualify to fuck his wife. Pretty wild. But that's what Lana asked him to do, and it was really the only way to be sure the men would be just what they were looking for... single, clean, attractive, and well hung. In addition to the two guys Ron recommended, Will met two more men who were perfect. And including his neighbor Ron, that was a total of five bulls for their Hotwifing adventure. That should do it, Will thought.

He looked back down the arrival gate corridor. Still, no Lana. The spectacular, tall blonde in the sunglasses and large breasts had walked past him and then back around him and was now standing nearby. She wore a tight, wrapped silk dress, with the front split up so high it showed off her long, tanned legs with every step she took. "Hollywood," he thought to himself, and shook his head. The woman passed Will again and then stopped next to him.

"Excuse me, would you like to take me somewhere and fuck?" the gorgeous blonde asked in a low whisper.

"Pardon me?" Will said, stunned and watched as the blonde removed her sunglasses. It was Lana.

Her hair was now a light blonde, and very fashionably cut and styled. With the glamorous make-up, long eyelashes, and the enormous breasts, she bore absolutely no resemblance to his wife. She gave the appearance of a someone who stepped straight off a movie set.

On the drive home, Lana had so much to tell Will that she didn't stop talking for the entire trip.

"After a week with me putting some special cream on my boobs, it relaxed the skin enough for me to get these," she said, opening her dress and showing Will her enormous breasts. "They're double Ds," she said. Will glanced over while trying to drive, but it was almost impossible.

"Wow, they really are incredible, baby. They don't sag, they just sit right out there," he said with a grin, as he desperately tried to keep his eyes on the road.

She went on, adding that she had a little work on her lips, making them a little fuller. "Not fish lips," she laughed, "but I did see a lot of those in Beverly Hills."

In the car, she pulled open the slit in her dress. Lana was not wearing underwear. Her pubic area was now totally shaved.

"I know it was naughty, but the guy on the plane who sat next to me in first class, had a magnificent erection the whole flight. I did tease him horribly, I suppose. Here's his phone number. I thought he'd be a good prospect for our Bull list. Single and he certainly fits the size qualification. He was hard from the time he sat down next me, to when we got off the plane." She laughed, a low seductive laugh that Will had never heard from her before.

With the slit in her dress pulled apart, Lana kept on talking and next showed him the "small work" on her vagina she had done at the doctor's suggestion. "You watch the road, I'll tell you about it," she said laughing.

"It's called a Vaginal Enhancement. He said my clitoris was hooded so much that it prevented me from maximum feeling. So, he did a little laser tuck to the skin, and now it's incredible," she said.

Will quickly glanced down quickly and saw her clit sitting up like the cherry on a sundae.

"It really feels great," she said. "When I first got it done, I couldn't stop my climaxes. I even had an orgasm while walking down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills," she laughed. "But then, I suppose a lot of women do that."

Looking at her exposed vagina and new clitoris alterations, Will's erratic driving caused him to suddenly swerve the car, almost losing control.

"Really, it's a good thing I didn't drive the new Lamborghini. If you don't cover up, you're gonna get us killed," Will laughed.

Lana couldn't stop talking. She went on to tell him about her stay at the Beverly Hills Spa that was owned by the doctor.

"It's the spa and resort of the doctor. So relaxing. I had all my body, legs, and pubic hair lasered off, so I'll never have to shave again. All of it. Everywhere. It's great. I've never been so pampered in my life. I was spoiled at the spa with massage therapy, mud baths, makeup, the works. They even taught me how to change my walk because of the large breast implants, so they don't hurt my back. The doctor said I walked like a hockey player, so now my hips support my spine more when I walk," she said with a big smile.

"I loved this place. The doctor is incredible. I think I'm going to send a couple of the gals from my company there, as a kind of reward for their great work. Spa, massage, everything. They even did some relaxing hypnotic therapy for stress reduction and meditation. It was heaven. Never felt better."

She alerted him of her "slight" shopping spree in Beverly Hills, and that lots of packages would be arriving over the next few weeks. "Lots of new, sexy clothes," she said. "Speaking of sexy, how's the search for a new bull coming?" she asked cautiously.

"Well, honey, that was quite a challenge, I've got to admit," said Will. "I have to tell you, it was really kinda weird talking to guys about you," he said. "I met over a dozen guys. Found four you might like. Plus Ron, that makes five."

"I'll be totally healed in a few more days," Lana said. "What would you think about giving somebody on the list a try in a couple of days? I haven't fucked anyone for a month. I feel so hot." Then she stopped and looked at Will. "So, what do you think? I mean, about you? Are you ready to give our Hotwife deal another try? We should see how well this thing works with someone other than Ron. Maybe it wasn't really a fair test to decide on Hotwifing without first trying it with a real stranger," she added.

Back home in the bedroom, Lana stripped off her dress to show off her body to her husband. Will looked at his wife and her body glowed, radiating a sexual energy that he'd never seen in her, or in any woman. He was amazed at how much she exuded her new sexuality, her new attitude about herself.

"My God, you're incredible, always were, but now, this is..." Will said and then stopped. "What's that?" he said, noticing a small, flesh-colored patch on her hip.

"Oh, that's medicine. I put a new one on every week for the next couple of months. It's hormones and meds to help with healing from the boob job. Really does help. Sherri told me about them. She said it will help a lot with the adjustment with such large breasts. It's safe, honey, and it goes along with all of the relaxation therapy they were doing.

"Wow, and that perfume is new and incredible. I just want to eat you," Will said and laughed.

"Well, hold that thought. That's me. The perfume," she said, "The 'essence of me' perfume, I call it. They do these tests and take samples, from everywhere, believe me, everywhere. Then they discover my chemistry and with the right scents and pheromones, they make the perfect perfume that works for just me. You like? There are two of them, two perfumes, that is, one for day and one for play. The play one is really special, though. Supposed to drive men crazy, so the doctor said. Same perfume but with something extra."

"Wow, I can't imagine you being any sexier than you are, so that must be really wild," Will said.

"We'll see," she said. "I've never tried the play one. They said use it sparingly. So? What do you think? Did I go a little too crazy on the boobs? Too big?"

"Baby, absolutely not. You are incredible. As tall as you are, they are perfect."

Lana replied, "That's what the doc said, that these were the perfect size for me, at my height."

"Listen, I don't want to go against doctor's orders, or anything, but I would love to fuck this new porn star that just flew in from LA. Whatta ya think? Can we?" Will said, grinning.

"Well, I'm still a little tender down there, but he said a little sex and, of course, oral is ok. But no serious stuff for a few more days. But I'm all yours," she said, lifting her arms wide for him.

On the bed, Will tenderly spread her vaginal lips apart, amazed at how large and swollen her outer vaginal lips were. He wondered if this was another part of the treatment that she forgot to tell him about. Slowly, he began teasing her soft, pink inner lips and soon was directly flicking his tongue against her large, swollen clit. Increasing the speed, he lapped faster and put her throbbing clit between his lips and started to quickly tease it with his tongue. Lana instantly gushed in his mouth, on his face, all over the bed.

"Ahhhhh, Oh my God," she wailed. "Stop, ... no... go...."

But Will couldn't stop. He went at her dripping vagina again, and in only seconds she was squirting again, twisting and shaking from her second orgasm. That afternoon, it didn't take long for Will Reston to discover the power of Lana's new "enhancement". She had several more orgasm that afternoon, as she sat on top of Will and rode his cock. In all their married years, she had rarely, if ever, climaxed from intercourse with Will. That afternoon, it seemed she was unable to stop.

Laughing about who would sleep on the wet spot, Will softly kissed his wife, and said, "Welcome home, honey." As he drifted off to sleep, he repeated something he said earlier in the day. "It was the best of times."

The next day, Lana called Sherri Williams' private number, just bursting to show off her new breasts and share the details about her month at the spa. Maybe they could even talk about their plans for upcoming month five gangbang party together. Perhaps even "practice" a little, she was secretly hoping, and she could feel herself getting wet just thinking about it. But there was no answer from Sherri's private number or the house number. She called again, and again, and still there was no answer. For the rest of the day, Lana tried to contact Sherri, but with no luck. The next day, Lana decided that she would drive the Lamborghini over to Sherri's. As she whipped the red sports car into the drive, she was both stunned and disappointed. As she pulled up to the massive iron gate, she saw a large For Sale sign posted on the front gate into the property.

A few days later, Lana was sitting at the kitchen table reading the morning paper, as she got ready to head into the office. Then she saw it. A small article said that Dwayne had officially been traded to another basketball team, that divorce papers had been filed for the couple, and awful money and custody battles were starting to ensue. "Bitter and ugly," the paper described it. She continued to read that Dwayne had been traded to a team in the Northeast and Sherri had moved back to California.

"Hey beautiful, welcome back," Ron Giatti said, coming through the side kitchen door and over to the table. "Oh, my God, who is this!" he said, amazed as he looked at her. Even in her business suit, she was spectacular.

"Here Ron, check these out," she said with a naughty smile, and she opened her blouse, exposing her huge breasts.

"Wow, those are incredible. You are incredible. Too bad Will's not home. I'd like to try one of our Hotwife episodes right now. May I touch?" he said, reaching out to touch her enormous breasts.

"Okay to touch, but we have to wait for the other. Doctor's orders."

"These are really amazing. You are just going to blow the club guys away when month four gets here," he said slowly rubbing her tits.

"Ok, that's enough. I need to get to work," Lana said, smiling and buttoning her blouse.

"And I'll need to go jerk off and take a cold shower," Ron said, laughing.

"Ron, I was just reading about Dwayne and Sherri. So, what's going to happen with month five? I guess we're off for that," Lana said.

"Looks like it, for now, anyway. We don't know what's going to happen. I'll let you know when we figure something out. We're still working on it. Listen, you wouldn't consider just us two fucking right now, would you? Will won't have to know," Ron pressed.

"No, we have to wait a few more days, and Will will always be there. And besides, we want to test out the Hotwife thing on someone totally new first, to see if it's really what we want," Lana said.

"Yeah, sure," Ron said, and leaned in and kissed Lana on the cheek. "I'll wait."

He was obviously disappointed. Odd, Lana thought. She was flattered that he would be so hot for her, but he had never acted that way before.

Chap 14

"Got it, doc. I think it's bullshit, but I'll trust you. Thanks," Ron Giatti said, as he pressed a button on his cell phone and set it back down on the desk. He quickly jotted several words down on a notepad.

"I don't know if this guy is full of shit or not, but either way he did a great job on Lana's tits," Ron thought to himself. Just off the phone with the Beverly Hills doctor, Ron wrote down several words the doctors had said. "Trigger words," the doc called them. They were words that might trigger subconscious suggestions that were given to Lana during her relaxation and stress reduction sessions.

"This is perfect," Ron thought to himself. "She's doing all the work for me." He had been hired by the gangbang club members around four years ago. The first three years were disappointing for Ron and the club. He was hired to find a married woman to serve as a stand-in or substitute for a wife if she didn't feel like playing that month. Or to step in even if she wanted out and the husband wanted to stay in. It was only last year that the group decided that Ron would have more success finding such a woman if he was a club member and more integrated into the club. That was great for him because it got him closer to the guys in the club and gave him an open door for getting them to invest their money with him.

And a few of the wives were not as interested in participating as the wives were 30 years ago. And when Sherri brought it up to the club months ago, the members were now open to the idea of a woman who would join a wife when she wanted to add something to her month. Dwayne and Sherri were gone now and Sherri was one of the best wives in the club. She was certainly the hottest looking, but not the best fuck. Ron even thought he could leverage Sherri to become the wife he was looking for, the club "fuck-doll", he called it. But Sherri didn't enjoy fucking that much or the big cocks. And she was certainly more into women than the perfect club substitute should be.

Then he found Eileen. A real looker and she liked to fuck. He thought that Eileen would work perfectly, that he would marry her and she would "work the club." But that turned out to be a disaster. And Eileen had to "disappear". Then Lana fell into his lap. And he had known her and Will for years, right next door. She was a little older than he was originally thinking for the club, but now, if they could get three, maybe four years out of her and then get rid of her, it would be perfect. Maybe he'd sell her off to people in Eastern Europe, Africa or the Middle East. After a few years, when she was worn out, he would find a new replacement. Yep, Lana was perfect. With the blackmail material he had on Will, he had just what he needed to get her started. But then, she took off and went big cock crazy, all on her own. It couldn't have been any better, he thought.

Now, with the new tits and the secret little hormone treatments the doc was giving her without her even knowing it, she would become the perfect substitute wife for the club. And the Beverly Hills plastic surgeon had given him all the info on how the little hypnotic suggestions might work. It was just a mild, post-hypnotic suggestion that, if it did work on her, would get her a little hotter and sexier. The doctor did say it didn't work on everyone and might not on Lana. He said it was certainly no deep trance, like you see in the movies. She would be herself, but "with a subtle suggestion planted in her subconscious to help let herself go further than she might normally." With the suggestion, the doc said, she could be insatiable for an evening. Can't get enough cock. That's great, Ron thought, if it really works. But he was pretty sure it was psycho-babble bullshit.

He certainly never counted on Lana enjoying the gangbang, with no force, or more coercion. And how naïve of Will and Lana to think he would give them the original Kelton engineering data showing Will's crime. The fact that Lana won the money prize for the wife gangbang was just sheer, dumb luck. He had hoped that Lana would turn the money over to him to "invest". And the secret pressure that he put on Sherri to get Lana to join her for month 5 was time well spent. Sherri owed Ron big-time for introducing her to Dwayne nine years ago. He was still hoping that he'd be able to get his hands on some of the money she got in the divorce.