Chapter 28: Showtime
Before Maggie entered the classroom to take her physics exam, she got a quick note from Leo, wishing her luck and implied she didn't really need any luck. Maggie brightened at his message and sent him hearts and lips in reply. Then the exam was handed out and Maggie settled in.
Forty-five minutes later she stood and walked to the front of the room to turn in her exam to the proctor. The young man looked up at her and whispered that she still had fifteen minutes if she wanted them. Maggie smiled and whispered back that she had checked her answers twice and felt confident. The proctor looked dubious but wished her a good weekend.
To say she felt confident was an understatement. Maggie knew that she had blown the exam away and was looking forward to her evening as a celebration. She texted to Leo, "Done! I killed it! Early dinner?" Leo replied with a thumbs-up and suggested the sandwich shop. Maggie agreed and met Leo at the door ten minutes later. Before he could say or do anything, Maggie put her hands behind his head and pulled his face down to hers so she could give him a long slow kiss. Leo's fingers went to her hair and it took them a few minutes to settle back to earth and go inside.
After ordering, they say together in the same booth, thighs touching and hands together. Maggie told Leo about how well the exam went and Leo told her about the rumor he was going to be named to the all-conference team. She celebrated their prowess with another long kiss, then reached up to move Leo's hair from his eyes.
Maggie adored him with her own eyes briefly, then said "I have some good news and bad news. Are you up for that, or should I wait til after we eat?" She smiled, then quickly frowned. "That makes it sound really bad. It's not. I promise." She quickly kissed the back of his hand in hers.
Leo grinned. "I trust you. Tell me."
Maggie nodded. "Bad news first then. I have library plans tonight. Judy wants to take me to meet a potential patron as an example of the typical student worker. I probably won't get back til very late." She frowned to Leo. "So, I have to leave you to your own designs on a Friday night, which really sucks."
Leo nodded. "It's okay, I guess. The all-conference teams aren't named until tomorrow. And there's always stuff going on in the dorm now." He leaned into her and kissed her cheek. "I won't be lonely, but I'll miss you."
Maggie pressed her cheek to his lips and sighed softly. "So, the good news. I am taking you out to dinner tomorrow night. We're going to have a date night, just you and me, and we're going to celebrate your award. Then we'll eventually get back to your dorm and it will still be just you and me, no matter how much celebrating is going on."
Leo blinked and smiled as a little color rose to his cheeks. "I like the sound of that." His hand rose up and he carded her hair with his fingers. "Does that mean you're tired of Kimberly?"
Maggie started to respond, but the waitress brought their sandwiches. After the waitress left, Maggie thought a moment then said, slowly, "Yes and no? I like her. She's a lovely woman and she knows her way around my body and yours. But *you* are my boyfriend, and I want just you and me to have some alone time." She studied his face for a reaction, then asked. "Does that make sense, baby?"
Leo squeezed her hand. "It really does. I wanted the same thing this weekend--just some time for you and me."
Maggie giggled. "Great minds...".
Leo sniffed. "Yours maybe."
After a long lunch, filled with conversation and a lot of hand-holding, they paid their bill and walked back out to the street. Leo grabbed Maggie and hugged her close, then whispered in her ear, "Are we okay? Is this sharing thing working for you?"
Maggie blinked and tugged Leo's hand, pulling him down the block and into an alley. She reached up and held his face between her fingers as she looked into his eyes. "It is for me, handsome, but it has to work for both of us. You're mine and I'm yours; you know it, your friends know it, and they generally respect it. And on occasion I get to watch you dominate another woman and you get to see me used. We're having fun, and we're having lots of sex, but still happy with each other. Do you see it differently?"
Leo shook his head. "No, gorgeous. I am having fun and you are absolutely the cherry on top of my dessert. I trust you. It's still just a little weird, and I wanted to check in."
Maggie looked down and then up at Leo through her lashes. "God, Leo, you're perfect. Anybody else would be a hounddog about all this. And you just take it in stride, then make sure I'm okay. I adore you." She stood on her tip toes and pulled his head down for another long slow kiss.
Eventually, she drew back and whispered, "I hope you have a light practice day on Sunday. You'll be lucky if you can walk when I'm through with you Saturday night."
Leo laughed out loud. "Sounds like a contest, Mags. You sure you want that?"
Maggie snickered and murmured "Bring your best" against his lips.
After a long good-bye, they went in separate directions with plans to catch up on Saturday afternoon and to send texts if there was news.
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Right at 8, a rideshare pulled up to Judy's house and an angel got out of the backseat. The car pulled away, leaving Maggie to go up the walk and up the stairs. Maggie was wearing a thin ivory halter that displayed her full breasts. Her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. A diaphanous skirt hung to just below her knees, displaying the radical cut of the bodysuit and the skin those cuts reveals. Her heels were also ivory. Her hair was in an updo, strands hanging beside her face. She wore her crescent moon choker from Abby, the black lace making a stark contrast to her clothes and pale skin. And her makeup was immaculate, if a little understated.
She barely knocked on the door when Judy opened it. Maggie gasped; it was as if they had consulted before getting together. But where Maggie was wearing white, Judy was in the darkest black Maggie had ever seen. Judy's top was basically two swathes of fabric that held her breasts in place. Like Maggie, her back was bare, but she wore flaring pants that emphasized the curves of her waist and hips. Her shoes were a brilliant red that matched her lipstick.
When Judy saw Maggie, she nodded appreciatively. "Spectacular, baby girl."
Maggie snickered. "Why yes. Yes, you are, Mommy." Maggie tapped her finger on her chin as she surveyed Judy from top to bottom. "You are going to get so ruined tonight, Mommy."
Judy offered her hand to Maggie and tugged her in the house, leading her down the hall to a full length mirror. As she walked, she said, "That was the plan, wasn't it?" Judy paused at the mirror and posed the two of them for a couple of shots that first showed off their attire but ended up showing of their assets without removing any clothing.
Then Judy grabbed her clutch and the two of them went out the back door to Judy's car and off to the club. They did not talk much, but Judy reached over and took Maggie's hand, squeezing it.
Maggie looked over and smiled, then leaned over to kiss Judy's cheek. "You are going to be so beautiful for me tonight, Mommy." Judy smiled and squeezed Maggie's hand again. Maggie whispered, "I like being your partner in crime, Judy."
The drive to the club was short, but Judy took her time. She parked in the lot and turned to Maggie. "Are you ready?" "I'm ready. Are you?"
Judy nodded. "I'm ready, baby girl. I'm ready to be yours tonight." Maggie leaned over and kissed Judy's lips, then whispered, "Good. Because you are mine. And I'm going to show you off tonight." Judy's breath caught at the words, and Maggie smiled before murmuring just one word, "Slut". Judy's eyes closed and she physically shivered before opening her eyes again, revealing them to be much darker than just a moment ago.
Eager anticipation radiated off her in waves as she finally removed her hand from the door handle, turning to face Maggie properly. "Yes," Judy said softly, voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, I'm ready. Show me off."
Maggie could feel her own heartbeat quicken. She reached down to adjust the short hem of her skirt, letting her skirt ride up just enough to flash Judy a glimpse of the black lace panties beneath. Judy's breath hitched. Maggie smirked and scooted closer, her thigh pressing against Judy's as she did. The leather seats of the car squeaked softly beneath them.
"Good girl," Maggie murmured, her fingers dancing along Judy's inner thigh.
"Now let's go make a mess of you."
They stepped out of the car, the cool night air kissing their exposed skin. The club's neon sign pulsed above them, casting a violet glow over the pavement. Maggie adjusted her halter, making sure her nipples were still visible through the sheer fabric. Judy's hand found the small of her back, fingers pressing possessively into the curve of her waist.
The bouncer at the door recognized Judy immediately. His eyes flicked over Maggie, lingering on her exposed skin. "Evening, Ms. Carter," he said, his voice a low rumble. "You've brought a friend?"
Judy's fingers tightened on Maggie's waist.
"Evening, Marcus," she replied, her voice smooth and cool. Her dark eyes flicked to Maggie's face, a silent question in their depths. Maggie smiled, her lips curling with a mix of mischief and confidence.
"She's with me," Maggie said, her voice carrying a newfound authority. She stepped closer to Judy, her hip brushing against the librarian's thigh as she leaned in slightly. "And we're both here to have a good time."
Marcus's gaze lingered on Maggie for a moment longer, his eyes tracing the curves of her body, the way the thin fabric of her halter clung to her breasts, the flash of skin beneath her skirt. He nodded, stepping aside to let them pass.
"Enjoy yourselves," he said, his voice rough with something that bordered on approval.
Maggie led the way inside, her heels clicking against the polished stone floor, the sound swallowed by the throb of music that pulsed through the air. The club was alive with movement, bodies pressed close in the dim, multi-colored light, the scent of sweat and something sweet and smoky thick in the air. A DJ spun somewhere in the shadows, the bassline vibrating through the soles of Maggie’s feet, syncing with the restless energy thrumming through her veins.
Judy followed close behind, her presence a silent promise of things to come. She rested her hand lightly on Maggie’s lower back as they stepped into the main chamber of the club—a cavern of pulsing light and shadow, where bodies writhed in slow, deliberate motion under the flicker of strobes. The air smelled of sweat, perfume, and the faint metallic tang of spilled drinks. A haze of colored smoke curled near the ceiling, catching the light like a dream.
Maggie felt it instantly—the shift in atmosphere, the way the room seemed to pulse with anticipation. She turned slightly, catching Judy’s eye before guiding her to a high-top table. "Do you want a cocktail before we go to the private section? A dance or three?" Maggie asked, her voice barely rising above the thrum of the music. She tilted her head, her silver crescent moon choker catching the strobe-light’s flicker as she waited for Judy’s answer.
Judy’s fingers flexed against Maggie’s back, her dark eyes scanning the room with the slow, deliberate focus of a predator deciding where to strike first. A smirk curved her lips as she leaned in just enough that her breath warmed the shell of Maggie’s ear. "A Scotch would be perfect," she murmured, her voice low and rich, like molasses poured over ice.
Maggie nodded and caught the eye of the waitress. She ordered a Scotch for Judy and white wine for herself. Then turned back to Judy. Her hand rose up to lightly caress Judy's bare back, then slid down to cup her perfect ass. Judy kept looking out at the crowd, but her ass wriggled to find its place in the curve of Maggie's fingers.
Maggie's hand was now massaging her ass, her fingers teasing the edge of the flaring pants that hid little. The whisky arrived quickly and Judy took a sip, using it to hide a little shiver as Maggie's hand continued to explore.
The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, surveying the room like queens picking out their next conquest. Maggie felt a familiar heat pool between her thighs as she watched Judy's lips wrap around the rim of the glass, her throat working as she swallowed. There was something so effortlessly sensual about the librarian—something that made the heady mix of power and submission click neatly into place inside her.
There were a lot of eyes on them, but Judy savored her scotch as she studied. She locked eyes with a blonde man, but before she could act on what she saw, a small woman in a green gown appeared at their table. Maggie did a double-take, then smiled brightly. "Lila!" Maggie bent a little and kissed Lila's lips softly. Lila accepted it, then put her hand behind Maggie's head and pulled her in for a real kiss. Before Maggie could respond, Lila's tongue was in her mouth, staking claims. Maggie settled into her embrace and enjoyed Lila's conquest of her. Eventually Lila pulled back and turned to Judy, pulling her into much the same embrace. Judy resisted a moment, then gave into the older woman's charms as well.
She kissed Lila back, slowly, her mouth opening to let Lila roam freely inside. Maggie watched the two of them with a broad smile, her lips parted, her breath quickening at the sight of Judy surrendering to another woman's affection so completely. When Lila finally pulled away from Judy, she turned to Maggie with dark, knowing eyes. "You've gotten yourself a sweet little thing here, Judy," she murmured, her voice a low purr. "I can see why she's your favorite."
Lila's husband appeared at her side, his broad shoulders filling out a tailored suit that looked like it cost more than most apartments.
His dark eyes roamed over both women, lingering on the way Maggie's halter top clung to her breasts. He gave a small, appreciative nod before turning to Judy. "Encore performance tonight, Ms. Carter?" he asked, his voice rich with amusement.
Judy didn't break eye contact with Lila as she replied, "Depends on whether you can keep up."
Maggie watched the exchange with growing fascination, her fingers absently tracing patterns on her wine glass. The tension between the three adults was thick enough to cut with a knife, charged with something far more electric than the club's strobe lights.
Lila's husband chuckled and extended a hand toward Maggie. "Name's Henry."
Maggie nodded and shook his hand. "I remember sir. Lila kept using your name as she kept telling you to fuck me harder as I ate her out the last time I was here."
Henry blinked then laughed. "Oh, yes, I remember. You turned my poor wife's head that night. She hasn't been satisfied with me since."
Maggie just blushed as Lila swatted Henry's arm. Lila said, "Henry, go find yourself a plaything as the girls have a conversation. We'll come find you in the private section later, okay dear?" Henry gave a mock salute and wandered onto the dance floor.
Lila turned back to Judy and Maggie, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Now, where were we?"
Maggie took a slow sip of her wine, watching as Lila's fingers traced the rim of her own glass. The older woman's presence was magnetic, her confidence effortless. "I believe you were just about to tell us what you had in mind for tonight," Maggie said, her voice light but with an undercurrent of curiosity.
Lila smirked. "Oh, my dear, I was thinking we could make this a night to remember. We're going to break a lot of hearts, male and female." She reached out, her fingers lightly brushing Judy's arm. "And from what I saw when I was leaving the last time, I definitely want some librarian inside of me at some point." Lila's fingers trailed from Judy's arm to her wrist, then down to her fingers. Maggie watched, her breath catching as Lila's thumb traced slow circles on the back of Judy's hand. "I want to see what you can do with this one." Lila's eyes flicked to Maggie, her gaze dark and knowing.
Lila turned to Maggie and cupped her chin, before tugging it closer to her mouth. Lila said, "But first, I have a proposition for you, Maggie. And it doesn't involve sex, unless you want it to." Maggie blinked, unsure how to respond to the change of topic.
Lila went on. "You are a student at the university, yes?" Maggie nodded and said, "Yes, ma'am. But we don't talk about that very much so as to not get Judy in any trouble. Our relationship is consensual, but red tape and all that."
Lila nodded. "I understand. Here's the thing. My granddaughter, a little minx who takes up after her mother, is failing from the university." Maggie's eyes went wide. Lila nodded, "If she had told us sooner, we might've been able to help her. But it's too late and there's nothing to be done to save her but throw a lot of money at it. But then Susan will not have learned any kind of lesson."
Maggie nodded. "Yes, ma'am. What does it have to do with me?"
Lila smiled and patted Maggie's cheek. "Henry and I bought a condo for Susan in the new off-campus housing. When she fails this semester, we're giving her a semester to find a job and then get out. We're also giving her roommates that same time to find different housing. So, for the fall semester, I have an empty condo waiting for occupants."
Lila tilted her head. "Would you happen to know three young women I could trust to take care of it?"
Maggie's eyes went wide at first, then she looked at the floor. "Oh, I would love to rent it from you. But I seriously doubt that my friends and I could pay for it."
Lila reached up and tilted Maggie's head so that their eyes met. "Oh, dear heart, I hoped that would be the case. I will rent it to you for $300 a month, $100 apiece for you and your friends. And if that proves problematic, we can work out some kind of arrangement."
Maggie screeched and pulled Lila into a hug. Lila chuckled in Maggie's embrace. Finally Maggie caught her breath and repeated over and over, "Thank you, Lila. Thank you...".
Lila patted Maggie's back. "I have a nose for people, my dear. And I have a good feeling about you, and not because you fucked me with that dildo so well. It's my pleasure, and perhaps you can be a role model for Susan eventually." Lila reached into her clutch and handed Maggie a card. "Call this number on Monday and we'll see about the formal arrangements. Give you a tour of the place."
Maggie dropped the card in her own clutch. "I will, Lila. Thank you so much."
Lila held up a finger and peered hard at Maggie. Her gaze went to Judy for a moment then returned to Maggie. "Two rules. First, there are no strings attached. You are not whoring yourself or your friends in any way. I'm giving a friend an opportunity she has earned. If relationships get extended or broken, that's the way of the world, but it has no effect on our agreement. Yes?"
Maggie swallowed hard. She hadn't even considered that part of the unspoken price was sex with Lila. But Lila was saying it absolutely was not part of the price. Maggie glanced at Judy, who gave her short nod. "Yes ma'am, Lila. What's the other condition?"
Lila nodded. "If either of your roommates fail out, they re out of the apartment at the end of the semester. If *you* fail, all of you are out at the end of the semester." Lila reached up to tug on Maggie's ear. "There are many educations available to students at t he college. I fully expect you to explore all that you can. But the one that matters the most at the end is the schoolwork itself. It must come first."
Judy stepped between Lila and Maggie. "Hear hear." Maggie looked between them and nodded. "I wholeheartedly agree. It is the reason I came to school in the first place."
Lila nodded and pulled Maggie's lips to hers for a soft maternal kiss. "Then we are agreed. The paperwork is just a formality." Lila's put an arm around the hips of Maggie and Judy. Her hands trailed lower until she was squeezing their asses. Maggie looked a Judy and saw her eyes burning darkly. Lila said, "Now, I am about as horny as I can remember being since I got married. You girls might've wanted to dance. As a favor to an old woman, would the two of you take me to the backroom and make me forget that I'm an old woman?"
Judy stuttered and Maggie made a disgusted noise. "You're not old, Lila! You wore me out last time." Lila grinned at Maggie. "You're nice to say so. But I intend to break you this time. Both of you." She turned with the two women in her arms and strode around the edge of the dance floor, arms still around their waist, to another door with a bouncer. There wasn't even a pause--the door was immediately opened and the three of them disappeared into a shadowy hall.
The bouncer secured the door behind them.