THE THIRD ONE

Colette suddenly slipped her sweater over her head with practiced
precision, the fully rounded orbs that Amy had only glimpsed via the
sweater's v neck were now completely exposed. They swayed gently,
their plumpness trembling with each breath and her large nipples fully
erect. "Oh my," Amy mumbled. Colette took the astonished girl's
slender hands and placed one on each of the quivering glands that
hung so deliciously. "Do you want to please me my precious Amy?"
Colette inquired, her voice husky.

"Absolutely," Amy replied. "I...I want to make you and Armand both
happy with your decision to give me a new life. I'll cook, clean...
and you can use me for pleasure whenever you're...you're like this."

Colette giggled, "we have a cook, and a woman who cleans three times
a week. But nevermind all that now...I want you to bend over and place
your hands on the edge of the bathtub."

Amy paused for only a moment before doing as Colette wished. The blond
woman came up behind her and gently touched Amy's lithe bottom. Please
relax my dear...just a bit of experimenting before Armand returns."

Amy's breath quicked as she felt Colette's soft hands on her buttocks.
She gasped slightly when her panties were jerked down to her thighs.

"Bend over just a bit more Amy...ah, that's it."

"I...I don't understand," Amy stammered nervously.

"I'm only trying to be helpful, this is your wedding night and Armand
is certain to take you in that way that he most desires. I want his
night to be perfect because later he's going to come to me and I look
forward to my husband being blissfully happy...before the two of us
make love."

"I'm still a bit confused," Amy said.

"Armand is quite large, his cock I mean. I think for both of your
sakes you should be properly lubricated. Now just hold still...my,
your rectum is so tiny." Colette inserted her finger into the minute
hole, it slipped in easily thanks to the slippery lubricate on the
blond's long finger. "Oh...OH!" Amy gasped. "I must say this is all
so new to me," Colette mumbled in reply. "Please, can I probe you a
bit?"

"Yes...yes of course..oh, oh, OH...OH stop Colette, I think I have to
go to the bathroom."

"No, I don't think there's anything nasty in there...I've my finger
quite deep inside you, its probably just the muscles reacting to the
unusual stimulus. Just try to relax and enjoy it...I've got to admit
I'm sorta getting into this...I mean really." Colette then plunged
her finger in as far as possible, onlyh to withdraw it just as quickly.
She repeated the motion many times in rapid sucession.

The skinny girl had her eyes shut tight. She squirmed and twitched
like some crazy puppet on a string. Amy was beginning to lose control
of herself. "OH Colette, ohhhh, ohhhhh, oooooo...oh fuck me, FUCK ME
you crazy bitch!" Suddenly the front door slammed. "Oh no, its
Armand back already, the pizza place must have been closed...damn!"
The disappointment dripped from Colette's gorgeous full lips.

Colette grabbed her sweater and yanked it back over her head before
exiting the bathroom, leaving Amy panting and in a state of semi-shock.
She heard Colette call back softly, "at least I have the fire started
for my dear Armand."

Amy pulled her panties up and stumbled over to sit down on the toilet.
If only her heart would stop beating so insanely...she was glad the
blond had shut the bathroom door. If only she'd find a way to compose
herself after what had just happened. "Oh my, what have I gotten my-
self into this time?" the petite girl muttered to herself whilst
fanning her face furiously. The squishy wet sensation in her bottom
was not really helping either. Then she heard the heavy footsteps of
a man entering the bedroom.

Amy pulled herself together eventually and, as expected, found Armand
waiting patiently for her. "Well then my girl, we're all alone at
last...what shall we talk about?"

Amy thought quickly, "you have a wonderful house here Armand. I love
my room, everything is perfect. It's almost as if you read my mind
to discover my likes and dislikes."

Armand smiled, "actually, a new television and a computer are scheduled
to arrive tomorrow. I took the liberty of ordering them for you. Its
very important to me that you are comfortable. I have to go back to
work tomorrow but Colette will take you shopping for new clothes and
whatever else you might need."

"But Armand, that all sounds so very expensive. I cannot allow you
to destroy your bank account on my behalf. What kind of wife would
allow her husband to indulge her so?" There was genuine alarm in Amy's
voice. Armand smiled and moved closer to the girl. He took her by
the hand and spoke in a soothing tone.

"You musn't get upset over nothing my dear. I'm fairly well off by
most standards; I have been very successful in my work. I assure you
that these few little things will put very little strain on our finan-
cial situation. Please don't worry your pretty little head on that
account...heaven knows Colette certainly never has."

Amy's eyes began to mist up. Armand took her in his arms and held her
close. "You're life will be much different now Amy. Let me do the
worrying now."

"Oh Armand!" Amy exclaimed before crushing herself against her new
husband. "How can I ever thank you enough?" Armand kissed her deeply.
Then he said..."I expect that after tonight it shall be I that will be
in your debt."

His hand went to her taunt buttocks and massaged them vigorously as
Amy moaned softly. She made a mental reminder to herself to thank
Colette later for the lubricate in her anus. The memory of her co-
wife's probling finger made her grind herself against Armand's powerful
thigh.

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**author's note: the role of Amy is played by Claire Foy**

After breakfast the next morning Colette and Amy took the car to town
to do their shopping. Amy was silently admiring the beautiful houses
and well trimmed yards as they drove past. Colette busied herself by
fiddling with the audio player. At last they reached the mall...Amy
was immediately astonished by the opulence that greeted her. Her
decaying old neighborhood in London was dirty and drab. The girl's
blue eyes sparkled with delight and amazement as they entered a world
totally unbeknownst to her.

"This is my playground Amy...our playground. Shall we get started?"

"Oh my...," was all the quivering Amy could manage. Colette laughed
and took her hand. "Allow me to show you the ropes...but first..."

Colette suddenly pulled Amy close and kissed her full on the mouth.
For a couple of seconds her tongue probed deeply. Then, just as
suddenly, Colette grasped the girl's hand and dashed away with Amy
in tow. "We've got to find you some clothes, and lots of them!"

Four hours later Amy was exhausted. She'd tried on at least a hundred
different things ranging from underwear to bathing suits to formal
gowns. Among other things the girls purchased were perfumes, music,
Dvds, and a beautiful necklace. Finally, they could carry no more and
left the mall. Their next destination was to a very nice restaurant
for some lunch. "Don't you fret now," Colette declared. "Now that we
have all that stuff crammed in the car we'll just grab a bite before
proceeding to some other nice stores." Amy was in a state of shock.

They were famished and ate quickly. Colette ordered some wine and they
sipped the flavorful liquid slowly while they chatted.

"So how did the wedding night go? I have no business asking but damn
if I'm not dying to know...Armand certainly seemed pleased with him-
self this morning."

"It went...well," Amy offered hesitantly.

"I hope it wasn't painful, Armand can be such a horny perv at times."

"Oh no, ...it was a bit difficult at first but I was ok after that."

Colette edged closer, "how many times did he want it, care to share
with a pal?"

"Only three times, I guess that's about normal for the wedding night
don't you think?" Amy asked.

"You would think so wouldn't you? Anyhow, he fucked me stupid this
morning before leaving for work. That man is a beast!"

Amy giggled, "there is something else we need to pick up if you don't
mind sweet Colette."

"Oh course my darling, name it."

Amy's words were muted as she mumbled her request.

"What was that Amy, I couldn't hear you...speak up sweetheart."

"Well, I was thinking that maybe...some preparation H would be kinda
nice...at least until I'm good and broke in."

Colette smiled warmly and massaged Amy's slender shoulders, "we'll
drop in at the pharmacy and pick up a large box on the way home."

"That would be nice, you're so very thoughtful." Colette pulled her
close again and they kissed. "I don't know what the hell I'm doing
you know. You're just so damned adorable Amy, like the little sister
I've always wanted but could never have. I know its crazy but this
morning while Armand fucked me I couldn't stop thinking about you and
that only made the sex that much better."

"I could tell you were very excited," Amy whispered sheepishly.
"Your screams woke me...and our rooms aren't that close together."

Colette drained the third glass of wine she'd just ordered and stuck
her long tongue out at Amy. "I guess we're done here."

Three hours later they finally finished with the shopping. Amy thought
they were going directly home but Colette surprisingly drove into a
little park that they'd passed earlier that morning. It was a lovely
spot with huge oak trees and a picturesque stream that floated lazily
by. "I just love this park," Colette said. "I always stop here on
my way home from shopping and get high.

"High?"

"Yep," the beautiful blond woman said before pulling a joint out from
her purse and lighting it. She took a long pull and passed it to
Amy. "What is it?" Amy asked.

"Only pot," Colette replied. "Have you ever tried it?"

"Only once but I didn't inhale...I was scared."

"Well, go ahead and give it a try...its actually relatively harmless
so long as you don't overdo it and become a dopehead like my idiot
brother Gerard."

Amy took a puff and coughed. "It gets easier," the blond said. "Just
don't hit it so hard at first."

"Ok," the slender girl replied before taking another toke. "It has
an interesting odor. I think I feel kinda funny."

The two women passed the weed back and forth, they didn't say much but
both were getting buzzed. It was almost gone when Colette turned to
Amy, "so tell me about your life in London, there must have been a
few things you'd like to talk about."

"Actually Colette, something has been bothering me a lot and I'd really
like to open up about it...this time seems as good as any to get a
couple of things off my chest."

Colette shrugged, "hit me with it, I'm a big girl and should be able
to take it, I hope so anyway."

Amy took a final hit off the joint, a devilish gleam was in her pretty
blue eyes. It was a strange sort of look that Colette found slightly
unsettling. "You see Colette, I'm not at all what I seem to be."

"No?"

"I...well, I'm actually a vampire."

Colette's eyes flew open wide, she'd heard there were real vampires
roaming in London. She felt an uncomfortably cold chill run down her
spine. "Vampires aren't real are they? Its just a rumor someone
started to get people to move away from the over crowed cities...some-
thing started by the media...right?" Colette's hand crept towards the
door handle. It must be the paranoia from the weed she,d decided.

"No, I'm sorry to tell you that we're very real my dear Colette. In
fact, before this evening is over I intend to sink my fangs deep into
your flesh...and the flesh of your husband. Then I'm going to suck
every last drop of blood from your veins and leave the two of you a
pair of cold dead corpses. And there is absolutely nothing you can
do to stop me because I'm simply far to powerful for either of."

Colette shrieked and yanked on the door handle, forgetting that the
door was locked and it couldn't be unlocked by the handle. Stupid old
fashinoned piece of shit! Suddenly she felt Amy grab her!

"I'm sorry Colette, so terribly sorry...I was only joking! Please
calm yourself down. I didn't think you would take it so seriously my
dear...please forgive me for this horrible joke I've played on you."

Colette gasped with relief..."of course you're kidding, I think I just
got a bit to stoned. Oh my, my heart is beating like mad. You really
got me you little devil!" The Colette laughed, and soon Amy joined her.
For a long while they laughed together until tears ran down their sweet
cheeks.

Colette cranked the car, "let's get on home, I'll call ahead and get
our cook to fix us up a ton of food...shit, I have the munchies so
darn bad."

"Sounds like a great idea to me sweet girl."

The blond looked at her friend suspiciuosly, "this isn't the first
time you've gotten stoned...is it."

"No," Amy admitted and they both laughed again. "I'll get you back for
this one sweetheart."

They were almost back home when Amy turned to Colette. "Mind if I ask
you something about Armand, our mutual beloved husband."

"Sure," the blond replied. "We don't keep a lot of secrets from each
other...at least I think we don't."

"I was just curious," Amy began. "You have such a beautiful house and
so many nice things...what type of work does Armand do? He must be
a doctor or something? I'm such an idiot, I never thought to ask when
we were corresponding online...duh."

Colette hesitated for a long time before answering...the questions
seemed to have plunged her deep in thought. Finally she began to speak,
her words sounded calculated and hesitant. "I'm not sure how you're
going to take this but I think it might help since you grew up in a
pretty tough neighborhood and probably have decent street smarts."

"What in the world are you trying to tell me Colette?" Amy asked, her
curiousity more than a litte piqued.

"This may shock you but please hear me out completely," Colette con-
tinued cautiously. Armand is something of a master criminal...he robs
banks among other things. He also steals valuable art and even handles
illegal weapons shipments sometimes. It's risky as hell but it pays
damn well as you can see. Please don't pass quick judgement on him,
he also helps people out and gives lots of money to charities for the
sick or orphaned. When he goes out in the mornings, he does go to work
but his work is planning complicated robberies and other criminal
activities...everything is gone over, down to the tiniest detail. That
is precisely how he manages to stay out of jail you see. It can be
stressful though at times and he's had some close calls. That's part
of the reason I was so open about the idea of him taking on a second
wife...he needs the relaxation that he gets from the kinky sex you give
him."

Amy sat there completely silent. Colette glanced at her and noticed
the slender girl's face had turned totally pale. Her bottom lip qui-
vered with anxiety and her hands were trembling.

"Gotcha!" Colette yelled out and they were soon laughing again...it
had been a great day the two of them had shared.

TWO MONTHS LATER

One beautiful warm morning after Armand had eaten breakfast and left
for work (Armand did buy and sell artwork...legally!); Colette's
brother and girlfriend came by for a visit. Gerard was his name and
he was very handsome. His friend Lois was an attractive and exotic
looking dark haired girl. "She comes from some island somewhere, I
can never remember the name of it," Colette informed Amy.

After some chatting and catching up all around, the four of them decid-
ed to have a small pool party. Colette and Amy were anxious to strut
in their new bathing suits. They went out and helped the maid set up
their drinks and snacks. After a little while Gerard and Lois made
their appearance...stark naked. Colette took it in stride but Amy was
a bit shocked, although she did her best to hide it. It wasn't easy
to keep her eyes away from Gerard's long blond hair or his splendid
long cock either. It didn't help that his prong always seemed on the
verge of acheiving a full blown erection. This fact seemed hardly lost
on Lois who took matters in hand, in a manner of speaking, every time
she got the chance...and that was often. "She's such a filthy whore,"
Colette said, shaking her head. "Gerard could do a lot better if he'd
only try and make something of himself. He only comes here for money,
and he knows I'll give it to him...provided he does what I want and
stays on my good side."

Amy shrugged, "she doesn't seem THAT bad Colette. I think you're only
being protective of your brother which is actually quite lovely of you."

"I suppose you're right Amy, family is so very important to me you
know. But isn't he beautiful? And what a lovely long cock he has, did
you know I gave him his first bow job?"

"Are you serious?!" Amy gasped.

"Absolutely," the beautiful blond replied. "If I've sucked it once,
I've sucked it a thousand times...or more." Amy sat in the lounge
chair speechless as Colette stripped off her own bikini and dove naked
into the bright clear water. "C'mon Amy, get in her and get your skinny
little butt wet!"

Amy gulped down a large shot of vodka. She watched as Gerard sat on
the edge of the pool and Lois swam up to him. Stunned, Amy witnessed
Lois take the boy's long cock in her mouth and begin to suck it with
abandon. Something came over Amy and she stood, albeit on wobbly legs,
and peeled off her own bathing suit. "When in Rome, do as they do,"
she mumbled doubtfully under her breath. She dove in the water and
found it felt wonderfully cool on her suddenly very warm skin. She
splashed about, not being an especially good swimmer, but doing her
best to pretend.

Colette swam close and smiled..."just look at them now," she said.

Amy glanced out and discovered that Gerard and Lois were out of the
pool. Lois was down on all fours and the boy had mounted her doggie
style. He fucked the girl with long hard strokes, each bringing a deep
moan from the pretty lois. Her eyes were closed and her ample breasts
swung back and forth in a crazy motion.

"My brother is a hopless exhibitionist as you can see." As Colette
spoke she absent-mindedly pinched her own nipples just a bit.

Amy giggled at her sister wife. "And I suppose you're not, playing
with yourself right in front of me?"

Colette gave Amy a look and made a grab for her. Amy thought she was
about to get a good dunking but instead the blond had pulled Amy's face
right next to her huge beautiful breasts. Colette's voice had suddenly
become very husky sounding..."Please Amy, love on my titties baby girl."

Colette's request took Amy by surprise but she wouldn't deny anything
her friend and benefactor needed. The beautiful bright sunshine made
the tiny droplets of water on Colette's big breasts glisten. The cute
blond's oversized bosom heaved with excitment as Amy took an erect
nimple in her mouth and nursed. Gerard was watching the two women play
as he humped Lois. Suddenly he groaned and filled his partner's tight
hole with his abundant semen. Lois grunted and trembled as she felt
the boy spend his milky load deep inside her.

Gerard and Lois left the next day but they returned often. Summer, and
their fun continued unabated. Amy felt her life had, against all odds,
suddenly become perfect. Actually it was better than perfect because
of all the great sex she was getting from Armand and Colette. She and
Colette had even sucked Gerard's beautiful long cock a few times, al-
though Colette warned her to never tell Armand. Armand and Gerard were
not friends which explained why the brother only came around while the
husband was away. Colette explained that Gerard had once ripped Armand
off. "It's complicated," the blond had said. "But I love them both,
so what's a girl to do? Besides, its nice having two big cocks around
the house...don't you think?"

Amy was a totally innocent party so she decided to simply go with the
flow although she didn't like keeping secrets from her new husband
Armand. Still, she enjoyed Gerard's prick in her mouth and decided it
might be best to take Colette's advice and then play the rest by ear.
Other than this one little intrique, Amy's life could not have possibly
been more carefree or wonderful. It seemed as though the once poverty
stricken lass had been whisked away by her fairy godmother to some
splendid magical kingdom in a distant neverland. However, things were
destined, as so often happens in life, to change. And that change began
on the very day when she met a young man named Tennyson Cloing.