So, there I was naked as a baby in a bath, Linda had just told me that she basically has a sex slave. I didn't know whether that meant I did, too. Or was I just one of hers?
I remember this vividly. Linda took a glance out the the living room window facing the driveway. She walked to the liquor, poured herself a couple ounces of Makers and sat in my chair. The doorbell rang. She smiled at me with that smile that will make me melt on our deathbed and said “answer that, would you?”.
“Do you know who it is?”
“Yes”
“I should put a robe on”
“I didn't tell you to. So…no. Just answer the door.” She was starting to get her aggravated tone that I knew better than to argue with.

An aside. We aren't am alpha/beta couple. We each nomthe points where it's not worth the effort to continue talking and just go along. This was one of those times. I trust, respect and love her, so…
I answered the door. Pulled it open full on. I stood naked, penis at half an erection before whoever it was that happened to be on the other side. I've gotta say, it was a rush.

“Beth! Hey, what's going on?”
“Ask her in.”
So, I knew that for this week I was just a toy, a tool.

Things moved fast after that and I can't recall in quotes. I remember things happening and the tone surrounding it, so, I'll put things in a narrative, but it is a best guess of what was actually said.

“Beth, so happy you dropped by. Fix yourself something.Have a seat.”
“Thank you.” she poured herself a water and sat in the loveseat facing Linda.
“Why did you drop by?”
“I told you this afternoon. I want to be your on-call bitch. I couldn't wait for your call. Let me start now. It's all I…”
Linda shushed her. “Yeh, I thought so. But that's not the way this works. You come when the winners call. This week, it's Abby, Sherry or me.”
I saw a look come onto Linda's face.
“But, we'll start now.”

She leaned back in the recliner, crossed her arms behind her head, “ come kneel between my legs.”
My semi-erection was quickly full size.
“It's been awhile since he” looking up at me “has done this. And I've never done it with an audience.” again glancing my way
“Have you ever gone down on a woman before?”
“No.”
“I would like you to, now.”
“I…I don't…”
“Just do whatever you would want done to you. If I don't like something, I'll correct you. We're both learning.”
Beth started to remove her own clothes, Linda stopped her saying no, leave them on. It is helping me.”
Beth, with a weak smile and a flushed face, flipped Linda's skirt up. Her panties were her everyday panties. They were blue cotton, covered what needed to be covered and a bit more. (Frankly, my everyday undies are skimping.) There was a dark spot forming.
Beth's breathing was getting deep, somewhat ragged and her hands were shaking as she took the elastic in her fingers and pulled them off.
“I'll take those.” I told her. She handed them to me. I held them to my face and took a slow, deep, appreciative inhalation through my nose. I love that smell.
Beth's fingers gently brushed the hair covering Linda's pussy. I told her to purse her lips and blow on it. She did. Linda let out a low soft moan.
Parting the bush gave her ready access to Linda's private lips. She kissed them, gently, matronly at first, then as if they were a lover. Her tongue parted them, reaching for the vagina.
I dropped to my knees to get a better view to the show. My dick hurt! I knew better than to touch it. It wouldn't take much.
Beth was going deep. Her face was soaked in Linda's juices. Everything glistened down there!
Then she settled into a rhythm, a kind of…rocking motion. Her tongue curled and slumped at the nectar and her nose was bumping, bumping, bumping Linda's clitoris.
Linda's head was leaned back, her hands were gripping the chair arms. The noices she was making were like none I've every heard from her. Honestly, I dont think she even knew she was making them. Her world in that moment existed in those few square inches between her legs.
Then it hit.
She took a deep, involuntary breath just a heartbeat before her entire body clenched. Her hands grabbed handfuls of Beth's hair and pulled her head even deeper into her gash. Her legs spasmed around Beth's body, nearly crushing her against the chair. Her mouth was wide open, not a sound coming out of it, her head was thrown forward as her body tried to become one with the point of her pleasure.
Eventually, it began to subside. It seemed forever, but was likely just a few moments. Beth was gasping for air when she was finally able to come up for a breath. She flipped herself around and leaned back between Linda's legs.
I still hadn't cum yet.
My hand had barely wrapped around my dick when I exploded. It splattered all over the front of Beth's blouse.