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WORKING OUT THE KINKS












By
Angela R Sargenti




Publisher Information

Working Out The Kinks published in 2012
By Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.

Copyright 2012 © Angela R Sargenti

The right of Angela R Sargenti to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.




XOXO

Dear Diary,
Today I had my first threesome.
It was everything I hoped for and more, and I’m glad I was finally able to talk Vince around to it. Of course, Aja didn’t need to be talked around, since the whole thing was his idea to begin with, but Vincent is so straight vanilla I thought he’d never consent.
Unfortunately for him, I am like the weather.
I wore him down and eroded his resistance until all he could do was agree.
I know we’ve only been together a few short months, but Vincent’s an awesome lover. I wish I could see him more often, but with him working in the city, all we have are weekends.
Well, Diary, you know me.
There’s no way I can wait a whole week, so it’s a good thing for me Aja’s such a new doctor. He gets shafted working every weekend and all the holidays, but that works out perfectly for me.
Aja a couple of times a week and Vincent every weekend.
Even before I brought up the subject of a threesome, Vince knew about Aja. I mean, I might be a bit of a sex addict, but at least I’m an honest sex addict. And though he wasn’t too happy about it when he first found out, he’s never tried to stop me from seeing Aja.
After tonight, I doubt he ever will.
But first, the sex.
Aja invited us in and shut the door behind us. He has a very ordinary house and an ordinary living room, but what he had right then was a whole assortment of sex toys spread out on his ordinary little coffee table. He had a strap-on, a double dong, a couple of vibes in assorted shapes and sizes, and a big bottle of lube sitting there. Vince looked a little uneasy when he saw all that, so I suggested we ease him into it by sitting down to a glass of wine together.
Finally, it was Vincent who broached the subject.
“Okay,” he said. “Let’s get one thing clear. I’m not gay. I’m not into any kind of gay stuff whatsoever, so don’t even bother to try it.”
Aja grinned, never taking his eyes off of me, and Vincent couldn’t be more wrong about Aja’s intentions.
“I’m not gay, either, man. I am just so in love with this woman it hurts.”
“Then what the hell do you need me for?”
You know how Aja’s such a kink-meister?
Well, he set his glass down and grabbed my wrist, pulling me over his lap. He likes to start me off with a good spanking, and I went down in a trance like I always do. I put up no resistance as he pulled up my skirt and lowered my panties, even though Vince was sitting right there and looking kind of stunned.
“What do I need you for?” he asked, smacking my bottom. “I don’t. But since this one here won’t break up you, and I’m not breaking up with her, we might as well get cozy with each other and be friends.”
As he said that, he kept smacking, and I was starting to feel a pleasant, hazy warmth. Vince just sat there with his mouth hanging open while Aja beat my butt, and after a little while, he stopped.
“Doesn’t she have a beautiful ass?” he asked Vince. But without waiting for an answer, he turned his attention back to me and started spanking me again, laying down some pretty hard slaps.
“Here’s what’s going to happen,” he told me. “When I’m done spanking your ass, you’re going over Vince’s lap so he can finish you up.”
The smacks got harder and I started to complain a little.
“Don’t listen to her when she’s like this,” Aja told Vince. “This girl can take a lot . And oh, yeah. Our safeword is just actually safeword.”
He repositioned me a little and started wailing on my butt again, getting it nice and toasty. All of a sudden, he stopped and sat me up.