Tales of a Unicorn

Angel stood there, exhaling the smoke from her cigarette into the night air as she edged across the patio towards the living room window. Only moments before had she asked him if he wanted to cum, his reply had been no. He said he wanted to wait till they were all upstairs together.

But now as she looked through the window, she could see him fucking her on the rug in front of the fire. The flames flickered across their writhing bodies, two people, one she loved and one she was in love with. They had carried on without her, almost as if he had waited for her to go for a smoke to have her to himself.

Something inside Angel snapped, an eruption of betrayal from the man she loved, the man she had spent her life with and the woman she had dreamt of. The lie he had told her minutes earlier cut through her like a knife, slicing her open. She stubbed out her cigarette and tossed it to the ground, she pulled open the stiff kitchen door, closing it behind her as queitly as she could. As she walked across the kitchen towards the living room she could hear the climax.

Scot was wiping his cum off her body, no trace of remorse present. Angel felt sick to the pit of her stomach, she wretched but fought to maintain her composure. Angel didnt want to be the one to yet again create a scene and ruin the evening....

The Meeting

Scarlet walked down the high street, heading towards the bar for her lunctime meet. The rain had subsided leaving a cold damp feel in the air, it was the eleventh of November, ironically what had been her wedding day six years previously.

Scarlet was filled with anticipation and apprehension. She was trying to hide her excitement from the people she passed on the street, not wanting them to know her secret. She walked with her gaze down incase her eyes betrayed her somehow. She heard a couple walking towards her and glanced up. They were both wearing long black wool coats, the lady, a brunette, held her eye for a few seconds and exchanged a warm smile.

Scarlet thought that must be whom she was meeting, but they were going in the wrong direction she thought, disappointed. Then a knot of panic hit her, she checked her phone for the time, was she late, had they been fed up of waiting or changed their minds?

It had been a busy morning at the hunt yard, so she had rushed into town stll in her breeches and riding boots. Her coat was sprinkled with hair from clipping one of the hunt horses, long blonde hair escaping from it spony tail in a dishevelled manner. Scarlet however felt more secure just being herself, no make up, raw and open.

This was all new to Scarlet, after constant disappointment on Tinder and Bumble, made of endless dates with guys who couldn't be honest. Even if she asked them outright if they were just looking for sex, they would dress it up, play the game of trying to wrap her round their finger to get what they wanted. Then after a night out at the Rocky Horror Show, one of her friends had suggested Fab.

She described Fab as a more alternative thinking site. What did Scarlet have to lose, did she really want another failed relationship or did she just want fun. Her life was so busy, she needed a new adventure and maybe people on there would be honest. After two days and hundreds of messages, she had deleted her account, but not before she had exchanged numbers with a couple in their late forties.

Scarlet made her way into the bar, her stomach sank as she saw one of her friends sitting at the bar, how was she going to get away with this. She couldn't ignore her so walked over to get a drink and say hi. Just as she ordered the couple from the street walked in and her disapointment flipped, they approached the bar, each of them knowing who they were, the chemistry was instant.

She made her excuses to her friend who gave her an inquistive eyebrow raise that Scarlet laughed off as followed the couple over to a table. They all sat down, Scarlet couldn't believe her luck, most the couples on Fab had been not quite to her liking, with one being hot and the other not so. But here in front of her were two equally gorgeous people.

The conversation flowed, Scarlet made sure to make equal amounts of eye contact with both Scot and Angel, not wanting to favor one over the other. Scot had to get back to work, as things had seemed to click he was happy with the brief meet and it was arranged that they would meet up after a black tie function that Scot and Angel were attending the following weekend.

The Manor

That particular damp dark night found Scarlet driving to collect Scot and Angel from their black tie do, before driving them all to a secluded country hotel. Martinis were flowing at the bar, Scarlet was feeling strangely unaffected by what she was about to get herself into. She had never had a threesome nor been with a woman and here she was with an experienced couple about to leap into waters unknown. Scot and Angel looked at each other, exchanging thoughts and announced it was time to go up to the room.

As the three of them left the bar and made their way along the corridors towards the room the tension was building. A small knot of anticipation started to worm its way round Scarlets stomach. Her friends had warned her to be careful, that she didnt know these people or what they were capable of. But she was a head strong girl who did as she pleased, but just now there may have been a little voice of doubt whispering in her ear. What if they were unsavory and something hapened to her? She thrust the thought to the back of her mind, they seemed so charming and beautiful, she was just going to enjoy the night and all it divulged.

Scot slipped the door key out of his pocket and entered the room. It was a luxurious room, the bed looked so sumptuous, there was a door leading out onto the balcony overlooking the lake. Angel slipped straight out onto the balcony for a cigarette, she was uncharacteristically nervous and she didnt know why. They had played with many girls during their relationship, but something felt different, she couldnt put her finger on it.

Scot walked up behind Scarlet, he took her hair in his hand and swept it to the side as he started kissing the back of her neck. Scarlets skin was on fire, he guided her towards the closed balcony door, Angel was on the other side watching. As he slowly unzipped the back of her dress, expertly sliding it over her shoulders and letting it drop to the floor, she was immobile.

Angel caught her breath, Scarlet was stunning, stood there in exquisite black and pink lace underwear, the perfect hourglass figure, golden skin that flowed like caramel over her round breasts, taut stomach and riders thighs, her blonde hair and green eyes that glistened with excitement. Angel stood there watching as Scot kissed Scarlet, all the time staring into Angels eyes. He knew she would be getting wet, he knew what turned her on.

As Scot unfastened Scarlets bra and slid it off, he slowly moved his hands round from behind to caress her breasts, they felt divine, her hard brown nipples between his finger and thumb. Angel could take no more, she quickly slipped through the balcony door to join them. She started kissing Scarlet, slow lingering kisses at first, exploring her mouth, then getting deeper and quicker.

Scarlets heart raced, she could feel her senses tingle like never before, she too was very wet. Angel slid off her dress to reveal her curvaceous figure, she was shorter than Scarlet, thick silky dark hair flowed down her bronzed back and her breasts were perfectly modelled.

To be continued ....