Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 32
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 32 - Four Corners, in the middle of central Iowa, was a world unto itself. Truck stop and diner. An unincorporated village of 800. Over 12,000 acres of prime farmland. A destination restaurant - Chez Claire. A strip club, Pink Pussy, with private trailers in back. All owned and managed by a 52-year-old woman named Claire Stillman, and her two children - Willow and Luke. Paid sex has always drawn organized crime and invited betrayal. Claire was seasoned, tough, and strong-willed. Would that be enough?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Daughter Bestiality Masturbation
Claire returned to Carefree in the evening of the day she’d given Ellie Travis a Pussy tour. And had planted the idea that Ellie should think about stripping at the club.
Claire purposely didn’t seek the woman out. She undressed, strolled past the pickle ball courts to the lake. Chatted pleasantly with men and women and couples. She was the face of Carefree and everyone knew her.
Back at the pool, as she had expected, Ellie sought her out. She’d been talking with her husband, Eric, and another couple. She eased away and casually approached Claire. “Hey there.”
“Hey yourself. Having fun?”
“I been thinking Claire, you got me thinking.”
“Pink Pussy.”
“It would be about the wildest thing I’ve done.”
“Good.”
“My problem is ... well, not a problem, but a concern. My husband. I wouldn’t want Eric to find out.”
“Do you drive?”
“Of course.”
Claire just smiled at the 37-year-old wife and mother. A lightbulb lit up. “Oh. Of course! Eric’s at a homebuilders’ conference next week. He leaves Monday. Wait! Carefree is closed during the week. Now, when does he come back? Uh, excuse me for a minute.”
She forced herself to stroll slowly back to the group. The other wife was casually stroking Eric’s erection. When Ellie said something to him, he seemed distracted, but answered her question. The other man said something to her, and Ellie just smiled, gave him a squeeze, and scurried back to Claire.
“Fuck. He’s coming back on Thursday. Fuck.”
Claire hid her smile; this was turning out to be so much easier than she had thought.
“Ellie?”
“Yeah?”
“In addition to Carefree, I have two motels here.”
“Oh. Right, right, right.”
“But I tell you what. Can you get away from your kids for a night?”
“Oh sure, my sister will cover for me.”
“Good. Monday night meet me at Chez Claire around 9 — we’ll have a nice leisurely dinner, a glass of wine. Then I’ll take you to Pink Pussy for your debut.”
“Would you? Super!”
“Then you can spend the night with me. And go right back on stage Tuesday morning.”
“You’d do that for me?”
Claire looked her directly in the eye, and touched her pussy with the tip of her middle finger. Ellie was moist. Claire eased her finger in and said, “I’d love to do that for you. And more.”
As she strolled away to continue on her rounds, Claire was smiling as she thought about all the fun she could have with the surprisingly compliant woman.
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