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======================================================= Strange things were
happening.  It was the start of summer when I received a message from a
European collector stating that I was referred to him by a collector on the
other coast who suggested that perhaps I could help him.

   I wrote back stating that I had no idea what he was seeking, but in the
interest of helping a fellow collector, if I could be of some service, I
would be happy to consider helping.

   He replied to my message explaining that he was in touch with a nearby
couple who had communicated with him, but he was unable to fly here, so
perhaps I could step in for him.

   I replied by saying that I'd be happy to assist, if possible and asked
for information and an email introduction to the folks.

   Dear Debbie and Chris,

   I am, with regret, unable to fly into the USA to meet with you, but do
have a someone in your area who will be able to I'm sure accommodate you in
lieu of myself.

   I am copying this gentleman so he will not be surprised to hear from you
and also so you can get in touch with him directly.

   Really wish I could be there, but...

   Sincerely,

   Hans

   After I received the copy of the email I almost immediately received an
email from Debbie introducing herself to me, and asking that I call her
asap.

   I felt that this was moving too fast, so to slow it down some,I replied
that I was unable to call immediately, but would do so within the next day
or two.  I then sat back and waited.

   Two days later I picked up the phone and dialed Debbie's number.  A very
very sweet voice answered the phone and when I asked for Debbie, Just a
minute was the reply.

   I could hear some background noise, then the same voice said, this is
Debbie.  I introduced myself on the phone, and asked if it was perhaps a
bad time for her, and if so, I could call back.

   No, no, she said, there was no problem talking right now, I just needed
to turn down the TV, that was all.  Well then, I said, I'm sort of at a
loss here as all I have is some information from Hans and then the
introduction via the email, your message and so, what can I do for you, I
inquired?

   First of all, she said, please don't hang up, but it would be best if
you spoke with my husband.  Will that be okay, she asked?  I suppose so, I
said wondering just what the hell was going on here.

   Another few seconds and a heavy voice could be heard, then it came on
the line saying, hello.  Hello, I said.  I'm somewhat confused about all
this, and Debbie referred me to you.  Is this a good time to talk?

   Yes, said the man.  My name is Chris and I appreciate you calling.  No
problem, I said, but what can I do for you?

   In a nutshell, he said, I need you to totally have your way with my
wife. He continued by saying, I have been unable to function for sometime
now, and I am the only person Debbie has ever been with.  Anyway, she
doesn't want to cheat on me, but I also don't want her to be without
because of me.  In addition, her being without, well has impacted a few
things, which we can discuss later.  Does this all make any sense, he
asked?

   I suppose so, I said, and the need to talk late, I presume is
confidential just between you and me, is that correct?  Yes, he replied. 
Well, it's just a little unusual, for me anyway, to have someone such as
yourself involved me like this, I continued.  Also, why not, well just hit
a bar or club someplace and find somebody, I asked?

   Chris continued, as part of the agreement between Debbie and myself, I'm
going to be there and we want you to also film everything so the stranger
thing, like the club just isn't going to work.  I'm listening, I said.

   That's about it, he said.  Any questions, he then asked?  Several to
many, I replied.  Such as, he asked?

   Debbie know about this, I asked?  Yes, he said, and no problems. 
Payment, I asked.  Well, he said, Debbie for as long as you want her, copy
of the film and that's about all I can think of he said for now.  So there
is more, I asked?  Yes, later, he said.

   About 2 tomorrow afternoon, I suggested.  Yes he said, adding, actually
they are also my mine as well.  Any problems, I asked.  No, he said.  What
about Debbie, I asked.  She, he began and I finished, she's unaware of the
special whatever isn't she.  Yes, he said, that is correct.  But you are
aware of these things, and you've no problem with them.  Yes, he replied, I
understand and there is no problem.  See you tomorrow at 2, and hung up the
phone.

   The following afternoon, I located Chris and after introductions we sat
at a corner table and talked.  Seems that he has a medical problem, and
Debbie has been without for about 5 years.  At an office party, a man named
Jack who didn't know him pointed out Debbie and commented that she was a
bitch in need of a good fucking.  Then later I was having a drink by the
bar when a woman who works for Debbie approached me and asked if we ever
partied.  I wasn't sure what she meant, but she said she thought Debbie was
attractive and perhaps we would sometimes consider some adult partying.

   Now, Chris continued, I haven't said anything to Debbie about any of
this, but she's finally agreed to being with another man in the attempt to
seeing if I can be stimulated.  Whether or not I can, remains to be seen,
but regardless, I want my wife to be turned into a whore or slut or
whatever you want to call it.  I want to go to a party and know that if the
opportunity happens, she will perform.

   And, just how are you planning for this to occur, I asked.  Blackmail,
said Chris, invented false, fictious blackmail, he smiled.  An I guess that
is where I come in, I asked?  Yes, he said.  And what do I get out of it, I
asked?

   You get to have your way with my wife, he said, then added, you also get
to film everything and get a copy for yourself.  And Hans?  He get a copy
of the film also.  Anything else, I asked?  I've already spoken to the
woman I told you about, Sally, and she's intereted in helping and also the
guy, Jack said he'd probably lose his job over this, but it would be worth
it.

   By helping, I said, you mean.  I mean, Christ cut in, that both of them
are willing and wanting to fuck the old lady.  Fair enough, I said.  And
what's to prevent her from screaming and walking out the door, I asked.

   Debbie is very dollar aware, so we're putting up $5,000 as default money
to you and Hans if she refuses.  Looks like you've thought of everything I
said.  Let me go through things and be in touch.  We shook hands and went
our own way.

   A few days later I called and after some small talk with Chris said, you
understand that if we go forward and......  But Chris cut me off and said,
no there won't be any problems.  Okay, I said, because understand if there
is a problem, well, Hans & I will require financial compensation.  I
understand fully, he said.

   Very good then, I said, tell me about your wife.  I think you'd better
speak with her, he said, then obviously passed the phone to Debbie.

   Hello, she said into the phone.  Hello, I said and continued, well it
seems that we're all going to get together.  Yes, she said, so it seems. 
You okay with this, I asked.  Yes, a little nervous, but so long as Chris
approves, and is there, I'll be okay, she replied.

   And according to Hans, you are a manager or, hmmm I'm not quite sure, I
said.  I'm an office manger, she said, and have worked at my company for
the last 14 years.  No affairs, I said.  No, none, she said.  And Chris is
the only man you've ever been with, I said.

   Yes, that's correct, she replied then added, I was a virgin when we
married.  There could possibly be some major differences between Chris and
myself, I said.  Debbie giggled, and said, probably.  Besides that, I said,
I'm talking about performance, technique, activity and things like that. 
Oh, said Debbie, I hadn't though much about that.

   Well to be silly I said, I might want you to stand on your head, and
maybe Chris has never ever though about asking you to do such a thing.  I
understand, she said.  So, you okay with possibly new things, I asked? 
Yes, she replied adding, just please no rough stuff or marks.

   Very good then, I said, I'll be in touch and hung up the phone.  This
was going to be interesting as well as a fun experience.

   I emailed Hans, advised him of my phone call and asked him for some
specifications if he had anything special in mind.  I also mentioned the
"special request" to him and expressed some concern about being able to
complete it.  He wrote back explaining that he knew about this earlier from
Chris and gave me the name and phone numbers of both Sally and Jack
advising that he had already spoken to them.

   After some further email exchanges with Hans, I was contacting Jack and
Sally.  After a brief introduction and review of situation, I completed all
the details and we were ready to go beginning the following Friday at about
2PM.  I next contacted Chris and Debbie and advised them that the coming
Friday was the scheduled day for us to get together.

   Debbie wrote back that she had a meeting at work, but would reschedule
and take the day off of work.  Chris, replied saying that he was looking
forward to the day.

   With everything in place, I next wrote to Debbie and gave her a
suggestion as to what to wear.

   Now with everything lined up, I began to gather my equipment and myself
for Friday, which then seemed so far away.  The time dragged ever so
slowly, and I realized that I didn't have any inkling of what Debbie looked
like.  What would happen, if...I though, then put the thought out of my
head.

   Then it was Thursday night and when I logged on to my computer there was
some email waiting for me, 2 messages in fact.  The first was from Hans
saying he wishes he was there instead of me, and telling me to have fun and
just follow the outline.  The second was from Chris saying that he was okay
with everything, so I wasn't to worry, and also that he was more than
looking forward to tomorrow.

   Friday morning I left my garage with everything packed into the van and
drove to the hotel.  After checking in and seeing the suite I began to move
things from the car through the indoor garage and up to the suite.

   Once I had the car empty of equipment it didn't take long for me to set
things up and await everyone's arrival.  Jack arrived first and after a
brief introduction, I hid him behind a sofa pushed close to the wall.  Next
came Sally.  She was cute, bubbly in her mid 40's and excited to be there.
I showed her where Jack was hiding and offered her a seat on the sofa.  You
going to have any problems with this, I asked her.  No, none she said, why
do you ask?  Just wanting to make sure, I said and move my hand over her
tit.  Sally smiled at me and asked if I liked that.  Yes, I said, then
asked about Debbie.  Oh, you'll like her said Sally, then asked, won't he
Jack?

   I glanced at my watch, almost noon.  A few minutes after the noon hour
Chris called from the lobby to get the room number which I gave him.  I
waited to see who would walk through the door and wondered.  Trophy wife,
old wrinkled woman, a 300 pounder, what?

   The door opened and in walked Debbie.  Short white hair, about 5'7", and
not a size 2, but certainly not a BBW, just what I'd call a very nice
looking mature woman.  She probably wore I'd guess a size 8 or 10 dress.

   Hello she said, extending her hand to me as I looked at what I could see
of her figure beneath the cloths.

   Hello, I said, you look quite nice this afternoon.  Thank you, she said,
I hope that this is all correct, sort of spreading her arms so I could see
her attire.  Yes, you look just fine, I said.  Nervous, I asked?

   Yes very, she said, and turning towards Chris, he also said, yes as he
shook my hand as I then directed him towards a seat in the corner.  I then
reached and flipped the switch on the small console I had set up, whereupon
the red lights came on indicating it was recording.  A quick glance at the
various cameras around the room also showed their flashing lights as well.

   So, for the record Debbie, I said, why don't you explain why we're here.
Guess it's a long story, but I'll try to shorten it, she began.

   We, Chris my husband and I, had purchased some porn video's which were
made by Hans and we enjoyed watching them, she said.  Why did you purchase
them, I asked?

   Chris, my husband, has a problem, so we thought we'd try to see if
watching the porn films helped him.  And did it, I asked?  No, she said,
but then we were talking and Chris said, maybe it was the women he was
watching instead of me.  And that lead to....I said.

   That lead to us talking for some time, and finally our contacting Hans
about making a private porn film with me in it, said Debbie.  And you're
both okay with this, I asked.

   Yes, said Chris from his seat.  Yes, I suppose so, said Debbie, though I
must admit I'm very nervous.  Anyway, she continued, as you know, Hans
couldn't do this because of our distance, so he referred us to you.  And
here we are, I said.

   Chris, I asked, you've thought about seeing your wife with others, I
asked?  Yes, and I know I'll be excited by it, he said.  Excited,
physically or mentally.  Well mentally for sure, he said, already am, and
hopefully physically as well.  Any basis for this, I asked?

   Yes, I guess so said Chris.  Debbie was a virgin when we married, and
I've always fantasized about a naive woman in a compromising situation, so
perhaps seeing her with someone else, especially when it is for the first
time and having it recorded will be my a fantasy I can live out over and
over.  Also, I love Debbie and that should add to my emotions and physical
state, I hope, plus aside from that, he continued, I want her to experience
these many things I've thought about with her, but have been unable to do.

   So for the record, and to be certain that there is no misunderstanding,
I began, in addition to what you just said, you both do realize that there
is a default penalty of $5000.00 involved here, do you not?  Yes, from the
back corner said Chris, we're aware of it.

   So, from this time forward, if either of you choose to stop doing this,
then you welcome to leave, but minus the $5000 cash, which I assume you've
brought with you, and minus any video or pictures taken to the moment you
walk out that door, I said.  Yes, said Chris, we understand.  Debbie, I
asked, what about you?  Yes, I understand, she replied.

   Also, Chris, you realize that you're sort of giving Debbie up while
we're here.  I mean if this takes an hour, or 16 hours this is up to me. 
Yes, I understand, said Chris.  Debbie, I asked?  Yes, she said, I
understand.  And neither of you have a problem with this, I said.  No
problem said Chris.  Okay, said Debbie.

   Now, for the record, may I see and record the presence of the default
cash.

   Chris got up and came forward and counted out 50 one-hundred dollar
bills and he was video taped doing this.  Very good, I said, and also for
the record, so there is no misunderstanding, should we complete the agenda
you will receive 2 copies of the video, I will retain the master, and Hans
will receive 1 copy as a referral fee.  As both Hans and myself are
collectors of this sort of material, we both agree to protect and hold
private our copies for 7 years, after which time we can do with them as we
please.  Do we all agree, I asked.  Yes was the reply from both Debbie and
Chris.

   Very well, I said, Chris put the cash in this envelope, seal it, sign
the seal and lets put it under the vase over by the wall.  You'll either
leave with the envelope and copies of the activities or you'll just leave
minus the envelope, fair enough?  Yes, that will be fine.

   After the envelope was sealed and put under the vase, I motioned Chris
to his seat behind where I had most everything set up.  The chair was in
the corner, but provided an unobstructed view of the room from alongside
the lights and cameras.

   As he was returning to the back I said to Debbie who was seated on
another sofa, you realize that Chris has gone through most everything with
first Hans and myself and that you are becoming a part of his fantasy and
you've no problem with this.  Yes, I understand, she said, and I've no
problem.  Just hope I won't disappoint anyone.

   No, you'll be fine I said, and now for the record, here is a copy of the
local newspaper.  Will you please read the date on it, and then hold it up
for Chris to read the headline.  Debbie looked at the front page and read
the date, then held the paper in front of her and Chris read the banner
headline.  I was watching the camera meter to see that the sound was heard
and recorded.

   Okay, now fold the paper, please.  I'm going to keep the paper visible
throughout so as to insure that no one claims something happened later on
and tries to put off the 7 year agreement.  You both understand this, I
asked.  Yes, both replied.

   At that point, the business was concluded and the work began.

   I turned to Debbie.  Mrs.  Wilson, I began, you understand that you're
now becoming my sex slave, I said.  Yes, she said.  Ever been a sex slave,
I asked.

   No, I don't think so, she said, adding please call me Debbie.  Are you
ashamed of your married name, I asked?  No, its just that, well I thought,
she started to reply before I cut her off.

   How old are you, I asked.  I'm 54 she said.  And, I continued, I
understand that you married as a virgin and have never been with anyone
other than Chris, is that correct?  Yes, all true she said.  And the last
time you had sex, I asked?  About 4 years ago, she answered.  You
masturbate, I asked.  Yes, she meekly replied.

   Hopefully we'll remedy things, I said, so lets get started as we've a
long day and a lot to accomplish.  54 huh, you certainly don't look 54, I
said.  Thank you, said Debbie.  You're really a MILF, I said.  What's that,
she asked.  Mother I'd Like to Fuck, I answered.  Debbie blushed a little
and didn't reply.

   Continuing, I said, looks like you've got nice tits and a nice ass and
I'll bet your pussy is equally as delightful.  Debbie sort of smiled and
said thank you.

   Really, I continued, hasn't anyone told you that you've got some nice
tits or patted you on the ass, I asked.  No, I guess not, said Debbie. 
Well, they certainly look nice from here, I said.

   So you watched some porn, I continued.  Yes, said Debbie.  What kind did
you like, I asked.  I don't know what you mean by kind, said Debbie.  You
know, I said.  Boy, girl, 2 guys and a girl, 2 girls, animals.  Animals,
questioned Debbie.

   Yea, like maybe a girl and her dog, or something like that, I said.  Oh
no, I don't believe that, said Debbie, least ways I've never seen something
like that she said.  Well, maybe we can do something about that, I said
then continued as a shocked look came over Debbie's face, so, what did you
like, I asked?

   You know, the usual, she said.  Usual, you mean like a guy and a girl, I
said.  Yes, she said.  Any of the films show 2 girls together, I asked? 
Yes, said Debbie.  Did you like those also?  I really don't know, replied
Debbie.

   Did you think the women attractive, I asked?  You mean together or just
nice looking.  Nice looking, I said.  Yes, some of them were very nice
looking; had good figures, she said.

   What about your figure, I asked?  Mine, she asked?  Oh no, I'm certainly
no where near as attractive as those girls were, she said.  Self-esteem
problem, I asked.  No, certainly not, she said, but lets be honest, they
were probably in their 20's and I'm getting to be an old lady.

   And, I said, you're an officer manager with a large company, isn't that
correct?  Yes, that's correct, said Debbie.  You telling me that at work,
if you raised your skirt some, or undid a button or two on your blouse,
nobody would pay any attention.  I don't know, she said, I've never done
anything like that, but even if I did, I doubt anyone would.

   Well I think it's about time you did, I said, so unbutton your blouse
and let me take a peek.  Debbie looked at me for a moment or two, then
undid 2 of her buttons and pulled the blouse apart.  You know, I really
can't see all that much, so why don't you bend forward so I can see more, I
said.

   Again, she looked at me, then leaned forward so I could see down her
blouse and into her bra.  Now that's a nice view, I said.  You've got
lovely tits.  You ever dance around or do some sort of a strip tease for
your husband, I asked as she straightened up.

   No, no not really, was the reply.  Really, I said, so you just hide in
the closet and get undressed then crawl under the cover and hide after the
light is out.  No, was the laughing reply from Debbie.

   So what is it that you do do, I asked.  I guess I just go to my bedroom
and change out of my cloths, take a shower, put on my nightgown and go to
bed, said Debbie.  Lot different than what you saw in the porn films, I
said receiving no comment from Debbie.

   Ever been to a topless beach, I asked.  No, I haven't she said.  Then I
guess a nude beach would also be a no, I said.

   So, Mrs.  Wilson, tell me how you feel about being here.  Please, call
me Debbie, she said again, adding, I'm I guess a little nervous.  You
nervous about me, I asked, or nervous about your husband watching you.  A
little of both was the reply.

   In that case, I said, while you're sitting there pull up your skirt so I
can see your legs and maybe your panties.  Debbie shifted about in the
chair for a bit as she pulled her skirt about three-fourths of the way up
her thighs.  This okay, she asked not looking up at me.

   Open your legs so I can see your panties, I said.  Debbie slowly opened
her legs as the skirt move up a little further exposing her panties.

   Nice panties I said, then asked, you shaved like I asked you to?  Yes,
she whispered her reply.  Mrs.  Wilson, I said, can't hear you.  Yes, I
shaved, she said.

   Chris ever see you shaved, I asked.  No, I don't think so.  You like
oral sex, I quickly asked.  You mean, she asked.  Yes, you like it when
your pussy is licked and kissed and do you also like to do the same and
suck a man's cock?  Sometimes was her reply.

   So then tell me Mrs.  Wilson, I continued, just how long has it been
since you sucked a man's cock or had your pussy eaten.  There was stunned
silence from Debbie who just sat there and looked at me saying not a word.

   Would you like to leave, I asked?  No, she answered back.

   Then lift your legs to the cushion for me and move your panties out of
the way, so I can see your pretty pussy.  Debbie just sat there, not moving
but staring at me.  Come on Mrs.  Wilson, show me your fuck hole, I
commanded.

   Debbie at first slowly lifted her legs, then hooked the heels of her
shoes at the edge of the cushion.  This caused her butt to slide forward in
the seat raising the skirt still further.  She then spread her legs and
using the fingers of her right hand grasped the edge of her panties and
slowly pulled it aside partly exposing her pussy.

   Why Mrs.  Wilson, I said, that is such a pretty pussy as I moved my hand
to cover her mound and started to slip the middle finger into her hole. 
You're getting wet, I said, you like being finger fucked, I asked.

   She didn't answer, but looked at me as a blush crept over her face and
she wiggled slightly to accommodate my finger invasion into her now fully
visible love hole.

   Debbie was so horny that it wasn't long before she was attempting to
hump my finger, moaning and even trying to push my hand deeper into her.

   I suddenly removed my hand, taking her pleasure away from her and
surprising her once again, and causing her to moan her disappointment. 
Please don't stop, she whispered in a somewhat husky voice.

   We'll fill your hole in a little while, I said, but first you need to
give me a blow job.  Debbie looked at me, reached for my pants and began to
unfasten my belt and waistband.  In less than a minute she had fished out
my cock and was holding it in her hand.  Go ahead, make me cum, I said.

   Debbie looked up at me, then proceeded to work her hands, tongue and
mouth on my cock as I sat and enjoyed the attention.  In a little while I
once again instructed her to make me cum.

   Debbie began with yet more vigor to work my cock and finally I held her
head and pumped my load into her mouth and throat.  She gagged once, but
then took control of herself and swallowed licking her lips to catch any
small amount of cum that escaped her mouth.

   This is all good and well, I said to Debbie, but remember we've a movie
to make, so lets get started shall we?  Okay, Debbie responded slowly, what
do you want me to do?

   First of all go into the bathroom and freshen up and I'll get things set
up here.  When you hear a knocking, you'll come out of the bathroom over
there, pretending you're entering the room from the outside.

   Okay, I can do that, said Debbie.  I know you can, I said.  Remember, I
said, your no longer the office manager or the boss, you're just Debbie
Wilson and Chris Wilson over there wants to walk out of here with his cash
and lots of video's of you.  I understand, said Debbie.

   And one more thing, I said, if you're surprised by anything, don't be,
just have fun and you'll put on a good show.  And remember, I said, if you
stop, you lose a good sum of money.  I know, she said, then raising her
voice said, Chris, I love you.

   After Debbie went to the bathroom, I quickly waved the surprise guests
who then moved to the back of the room behind the lights and for the most
part out of sight.  Hans had done his homework when first contacted and
with Chris approving arranged for these two people to participate.

   I heard the toilet flush and waited a minute, then knocked and Debbie
opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom, pretending on coming into
the suite from outside.

   Welcome, I said, it is good to see you.  Thank you, said Debbie, as she
began to 'play along' yet a little blinded by my intentionally
repositioning a few lights before she came back into the room.  You're here
for the interview.  Yes, that's correct she replied.

   And your name is Mrs Debbie Wilson, I said.  Yes, but please call me
Debbie, she said.  You are still married, are you not, I asked?  Yes, I am.
Does your husband know about this interview, I asked?  Yes he does, she
said.

   Very well, I said, you know that it is mostly visual in these projects,
so lets find out a little about what we're going to be seeing.  Okay, said
Debbie.

   How tall are you, I asked?  I'm 5'6" in my bare feet.

   What size dress do you wear?  Size 6 or 8 but, depends on the designer

   And your bra size, I asked?  I'm a 36D

   Panties?  Size 5 or medium

   Shoe size?  7 1/2

   Any tattoos or piercing, I asked.  No, just my ears, she said.

   Shaved?  Yes, she whispered then louder said, Yes, I'm shaved.

   Nipples sensitive?  Yes, very.

   Like to be touched?  You mean, she began, then said......yes.

   Like oral?  Yes.

   Are you going to be shy, I asked.  I hope not, said Debbie.  And, you're
going to do everything you're told to do, aren't you?  Yes, said Debbie.

   How do you feel about someone other than your husband seeing and
touching you, I began.  I'm very nervous, said Debbie.  I hope I don't
disappoint you.

   Lets begin with having a look at your lingerie, I said.  You mean, she
began, then let her voice trail off.

   Yes, take off your street cloths, I said.  Debbie paused for a very long
second or two, then reached for her skirt and began to unzip it.  It wasn't
too long after that that she slid the skirt down her legs and stepped out
of it.

   Turn around so I can see your legs, I said.  Debbie, her blouse covering
her panties turned slowly.  You've got nice legs, I said.  Thank you, she
replied.  Now take off the blouse, I said.

   Debbie tried to glanced towards the corner where Chris was seated, then
reached for the top button of the blouse and unfastened it.  Soon the
blouse was unbuttoned and she slipped it from her shoulders and set it
aside.  Now standing before me in her bra and panties a little blush came
over her.

   You've a nice figure, I said and I like your taste in lingerie as well.
Turn around I said.  Debbie turned her back to me and I looked at the 3
hooks on her bra and also how the panty covered her ass.

   Pull your panty down, I want to see your ass, I said.  Debbie reached
for the waistband and slowly slipped the panty down over the cheeks of her
ass.  Nice, I said, as I motioned for Jack to step forward.

   Stepping forward was a young man named Jack.  He began to rub her ass as
I continued to talk to Debbie.  Do you like that, I asked?  Yes, she
horsely said as Jack began to probe her ass and began to tease the lips of
her pussy.  Would you like your tits played with, I asked from behind her?

   Yes, that would be nice, she said.  Jack moved his hands around the
front of her and began rubbing her stomach then moved upward to feel her
encased tits.  Want to take off the bra, I asked?

   Debbie reached back and unfastened the bra and pulled it away, as Jack's
hands began roaming freely over her tits and pinching her nipples.  You
have nice tits, I said.  Anyone else in your office have nice tits, I
asked?

   Debbie was surprised by the question, then said I don't know.  Well, I
asked, who's tits would you like to play with?  I don't know, I really
don't want, she started to say.  Oh, come on Mrs.  Wilson, I said, there
must be one of the ladies in the office with a nice pair and aren't you
just a little curious about them.  You know to maybe feel them like yours
are being felt, or would you just rather kiss and suck on the nipples?

   Jack moved his hand between her legs and nodded to me.  Hmmmm, you're
nice and wet, I said.  So who's tits were you thinking about, I pushed the
question?

   I, I wasn't, replied Debbie and Jack's finger apparently slipped into
her pussy.  Well, if you were, I asked, who in the office has the nicest
tits?  Alice, Virginia, Sally, Cindy?  I don't know, said Debbie.  Well
who's the biggest, I asked?  I guess, Paula, she said.  You like to play
with them, I asked again, and signaling to Jack at the same time.  Jack
moved a finger and started to push on Debbie's rosebud.  Oh, no...please,
she said, trying to move away.  You didn't answer me, I said.

   No no, I don't want to play withÉ...Ohhhhh nooooooo she almost screamed.
You like that, I asked?  No, please don't do that, begged Debbie.  I
motioned to Jack and he eased up and Debbie relaxed some.  Continuing I
said, well Mrs.  Wilson, if you don't want to play with Paula's tits, how
would you feel if one of the girls wanted to play with yours?

   I don't know, she replied.  Well, would you object or encourage it, I
asked?  I don't know, said Debbie, why?  Well, when I was planning this and
checking things out, one of the girls asked . . .  My voice trailed off and
I nodded towards Jack.

   He immediately stepped back from Debbie as I grabbed and cuffed each of
her wrists.  Come with me, I said, moving her into the doorway.  Once there
I raised first one arm then the next and hooked each above her head on the
door frame.

   With her arms stretched, and Jack back behind the lights, I was free to
enjoy Debbie's tits, which I played with for a few minutes.  I then cuffed
each ankle and attached those cuffs to the door frame as well.

   I then returned to sucking on a nipple and pushing my hand down the
front of her panties, I worked my finger into her pussy and rubbing her
clit.  As Debbie began to once again start to enjoy the attention, I said,
Mrs.  Wilson, I've a surprise for you.

   Surprise, she asked?  Yes, a couple of your coworkers, I said.  A look
of fear crossed Debbie's face as she tried to look around, then called
Chris.

   Oh don't worry, I said, Chris is aware of this and has no objections, do
you Chris, I called out.  No, I'm okay came the reply from Chris.

   Well then I said, lets continue and I waved my hand and a Sally stepped
in front of the lights.  Hello Mrs.  Wilson.  Sally, Debbie asked?  Yes,
she replied, and you know, you are very attractive, just as I guessed you
were.e

   Debbie suddenly realized that she was naked and tied up standing before
Sally.  Let me go, she said.  Oh no, said Sally as she stepped to Debbie
and covered her tits with her hands.  Oh, your just as I imagined, she
whispered, then she began to lick and suck Debbie's nipples.

   Sally, Debbie began, but she was cut off as Sally reached and moved her
hand to cover Debbie's mound.  Oh yes, she said, I haven't been here in a
long time.  My husband just doesn't understand, she continued.  Mrs. 
Wilson, said Sally, you're making my dreams come true, then she proceeded
to withdraw her hand and from the outside push the panty aside exposing
Debbie's pussy.  Oh, that's so nice said Sally as she spread Debbie's pussy
open with her fingers and slipped them into the open slit.

   I let Sally enjoy herself for a few minutes, then pulled her away from
Debbie leaving Debbie once again unsatisfied.

   Debbie, did you enjoy that, I asked.  No, Yes, she said adding, Sally I
didn't know, I haven't ever.  So, I asked, you think at work now, you can
call Sally into your office and perhaps let her help you to enjoy the day
some?  I don't know, said Debbie.  Well, would you eat her, I asked?  I
don't know, said Debbie once more.  Want to see Sally naked, I asked?  No,
yes, I suppose so said Debbie.

   When I free you, will you undress her, I asked?  I, Debbie began, but
hesitated, then realized about the default, so asked, am I being told to do
this?  Yes, I said.  Okay then, I'll do it, she said while I was standing
next to Sally and feeling her tits.

   I freed Debbie and stepped back as Debbie moved to Sally.  I didn't
know, she said, then pulled Sally's top up and over her head revealing a
push up red bra.  Do you like my breasts, asked Sally?  You've always been
very pretty, said Debbie.

   Thank you, said Sally, I've always admired and fantasized about what
you'd be like.  I told my husband once, but he said I was being silly and
to forget about it, but I couldn't, just couldn't.

   Debbie had finished unfastening the waist band and was lowering Sally's
skirt to reveal the matching red panties she was wearing.  Do I excite you,
asked Sally, do you like what you see?

   Debbie straightened up, but didn't say anything as she glanced at
Sally's boobs laying atop the pushup bra.  Take off my bra, said Sally. 
Debbie moved her hands between the cups, but there wasn't a clasp.  In the
back, whispered Sally.  Debbie stepped behind her and slipped her hands
beneath the strap pulling it together to unfasten the hooks.

   Push against me, said Sally, I want to feel your tits against me. 
Debbie followed the instruction and Sally reached behind her trying to once
again feel Debbie's pussy.  Come take off my bra, said Sally.  Debbie
stepped to the front and Sally wiggled her shoulders causing the straps to
fall and immediately exposing her tits.  Now you play with me, said Sally
reaching to cover Debbie's mound with her hand saying, we need to get rid
of those panties.

   Debbie reached and covered Sally's tits with her hands and began to
fondle each as she became more accustomed to what she was doing.  Oh, that
feels so good, said Sally, please don't stop.  I let the girls play a
little longer then moved to them and turned them around so that Debbie's
back was to the cameras.

   I then spread her legs and began playing with ass and pussy while she
continued to fondle Sally.  I stopped for a moment and motioned for Jack to
come forward once again.

   As Jack took up my position and smiled at Sally, Debbie wasn't aware of
the switch.  So, asked Sally, did you ever think about any of the guys in
the office?  No, replied Debbie.  I think Jack is kind of cute, said Sally.
Yes, he is, said Debbie.

   So, what do you think, asked Sally?  About what?  About fucking Jack,
said Sally.  Oh, I couldn't said Debbie as she jumped a little as Jack
slipped his cock into her.  I'd let him fuck me if he wanted to said Sally.
Then without any hestitation, Sally asked, Jack would you like to fuck me
when you're done fucking Debbie?  How about a blow job, while Debbie checks
our your pussy for me, he replied..

   Debbie suddenly realized what was going on, and screamed Noooooo as she
tried to pull away from Jack.  Twisting around she saw Jack.  Hi Mrs. 
Wilson, said Jack, as he drove deeper into her.  Chris, Debbie cried
outÉ...OMG, what are you doing to me, she asked no one in particular.  No
no no, she cried and the tears began to stream from her eyes.  Chris,
please, she begged as Jack continued to pound her, then began to shake some
as he emptied his balls into her.

   OMG cried Debbie who fell to the floor.  Sally moved to her side and
began to stroke her hair and kiss her face as she tried to comfort and calm
her.  Shortly Debbie regained her composure and focused to see Sally's
nipple inches from her face.  Please said Sally, as she lifted her tit and
pushed towards Debbie's mouth.

   Oh yes, whispered Sally as Debbie began sucking and nibbling on her
nipple.  Yes, that's good said Sally, adding, I want you to lick my pussy
too.  Will you do that for me, she asked?



   Here this will be easier said Sally, who lowered herself to the floor
and guided Debbie down towards her as she opened her legs.  Debbie now on
her hands and knees had Jack push her legs apart and he once again slipped
into her.  Please said Sally as she pushed Debbie's head down towards her
pussy.  I, I can't she said, starting to shake as Jack began pounding her a
bit harder causing her hanging tits to sway with the motion.

   If you aren't going to go down on Sally, I said, then you can go down on
me, I said stepping in front of Debbie.  Seeing me there with my cock
hanging in front of her face, she suddenly realized that someone was buried
in her pussy.



   We're liberating you said Sally.  Just then Jack emptied his balls into
Debbie's pussy and pulled away from her.  Lick me clean he said as he moved
to in front of Debbie and pushed his semi-swollen cock in her direction.

   Its and order, I whispered.  With a freightened look, Debbie reached for
Jacks cock and began to lick it clean.

   You know Mrs.  Wilson, began Sally, you're always above everyone in the
office, so when I bumped into Chris one day, we got to talking about you
because I was almost in tears.  Anyway, he calmed me down and over time he
helped me to come to realize that you were a little uptight over sex.

   One day I jokingly told him that if I could help to give me a call.  I
guess you and he talked because one day he called me and that got me
involved and in turn involved Jack.

   So now, if your finished with Jack's cock, we've some more fun and games
planned for you, said Sally.































   Then stepping closer to her, I said, get on your knees or have a seat,
whichever you like.  Debbie sat down on the edge of chair and I moved yet
closer to her.  Now, to get started, I want you to give me a blow job, and
afterwards we'll have a good look at what you've got to offer in return, I
said.

   Debbie sat there not doing a thing.  You going to take my cock out, or
do I need to do it for you, I asked?  Slowly, she reached up and rubbed my
once again swollen cock though my pants, then undid the belt buckle and
loosened my pants.  As she pulled down my boxers, my cock sprang out and
hit her chin.  Oh, I said, you better kiss it and make it all better.

   Debbie did just that, and continued to lick the shaft, head and finally
started to bob her head up and down on the shaft while she worked my balls
with her hands.

   Like sucking my cock, I asked?  Debbie shook her head yes.  Going to
swallow, I asked?  Debbie shook her head no.  I reached down and began
squeezing her tit, and said, I want you to.  As I held her head in place, I
began to pump my cum into her mouth and it having no place to go, she began
to swallow, though with some slight gagging.

   Good girl I said adding, now I think you should be introduced to your
costars and waved my hand asking for her costars to join in.

   Debbie froze when she hear a very familiar voice say, hello Mrs.  Wilson
and Jim stepped into view followed seconds later by Sally also saying hello
Mrs.  Wilson.

   Jim and Sally were Chris and Debbie's neighbors across the street.  They
had bought many different porn films from Hans and when he saw the street
numbers it wasn't too hard to tie the people together.  An inquiry from
Hans as to whether they wanted to get involved with someone for fun and
games brought a quick yes.  I then followed up with them and after Chris
approved, told them about Debbie and Chris.  Both were very excited to say
the least.

   Sally, Debbie began, then looked to Jim and tried to see if Chris was
there and what should she do.

   But before she had much time to think Sally said, Mrs.  Wilson I can't
tell you how excited we are to be here.  We've admired you for afar for
some time now, but were afraid to suggest anything to you and Chris.  Now
it turns out, we'll, her voice trailed off.

   Then Jim said, since this is an interview, Mrs.  Wilson take off your
skirt and blouse.  Debbie in shock instinctively moved her hands to her
blouse and began to unbutton them.  One by one without a word being spoken
she undid her blouse and then pulled it from her skirt and slipped it from
her shoulders.

   That is a very nice bra, said Jim.  Now take your skirt off.

   Debbie, again without a word, stood to unfasten her skirt and in moments
was pushing it over her hips and letting it fall to the floor.

   Cute panties, said Jim then added, take off Sally top.  Debbie froze, as
Sally stepped to her and said, it's okay, I want you to and leaned in and
kissed her on the cheek and she held Debbie's hands and guided them to her
top.

   Debbie hesitated a second, then grasped Sally's top and pulled it over
her head and tossed it aside as Sally's pushup bra was reveled.  Take off
her skirt, said Jim.

   Sally turned her back to Debbie allowing her to see the zipper and hook.
Debbie fumbled for a second or two, then opened the skirt and it just
dropped to the floor.  Debbie didn't realize it, but Sally wasn't wearing
any panties, so her bald mound was clearly visible to the camera.

   That's good, said Jim.  Now, when Sally turns around, I want you to look
her in the eye and rub your hand over her panties.  At that, Sally turned
and stood close to Debbie, who continued to follow the directions.

   As she moved her hand and began to touch Sally, it didn't take her long
to realize that Sally wasn't wearing any panties and that she was running
her fingers along her pussy.

   Debbie began to step back, but Jim, said no and removed his wife's bra,
telling Debbie to look at her tits.

   Debbie glanced down as Jim instructed realizing that Sally was naked in
front of her.



















   Remember a little while ago we talked about things in your office, I
asked?  Yes, I remember.  Good, I said, because now we're going to begin a
totally unrehearsed movie about this.  Except, I added, except that now you
won't be the office manager, you'll just be the 54 year old woman,
understand?  Yes, I think so, said Debbie and will you give me some
directions?  Yes, I said, you'll be given direction or instructions, now
button your blouse and straighten your skirt so we can begin.

   Debbie looked down, buttoned her blouse and smoothed her skirt.  Stand
up, I said.  She stood up and I thrust my arm up under her skirt and felt
her ass, mound and legs.  Just checking to see your all arranged, I said.
Standing, I covered her tits with my hands and felt each trying to pinch
her nipples.

   You've got nice tits, I said.  Maybe later I'll fuck your tits, would
you like that?  Debbie didn't answer, but allowed me to continue to feel
her.

   I stopped and moved to a closed connecting door.  To be a movie star you
need a support cast, so lets meet your costars, I said opening the door.

   First through the door was Jim, who's presence caused Debbie's mouth to
drop in pure shock as he said, Hi Debbie, or would you still like me to
call you Mrs.  Wilson he asked?  Debbie was wild eyed.

   What are you doing, Debbie began to say, as Jim who was a department
manager where she worked interrupted saying, I'm been looking forward to
this afternoon for some time now.

   A stunned Debbie looked to Chris for some signal but he just sat there
as he heard Jim continue by saying, you know Mrs.  Wilson I've often
wondered about you, and now I'm going to find out, that is unless anyone
objects.

   Debbie started to open her mouth, then stopped, then asked, what do you
want from me?  Jim looked to me and I nodded my head, so he said,
everything you have, every which way, and then some.

   Continuing he said, you know you've sometimes strutted around the office
looking holier than thou, so now I want to see you strut around now.  So
this is a pretty large room, so why don't you just begin by walking back
and forth to the door, he said.

   Debbie turned and began walking towards the door, when Jim said, come on
Mrs.  Wilson, shake your ass so I'll want to see what's under that skirt.
When she turned her back another surprise visitor entered the room and
remained in the back behind the lights.

   Debbie put a little sway in her step then at the door, turned and
started to walk back towards Jim.  Oh come on he said, shake those big
titties for me.  Debbie tried to put a little bounce in her step, but there
wasn't much visible giggle from her boobs.

   When she stopped in front of Jim, he reached for her hips then ran his
hands over her hips and thighs before reaching behind her and squeezing her
ass.  He then reached for the snaps and zipper on her skirt.

   Think it's about time I get to see what you've been covering up, said
Jim as he unfastened the skirt and then slid it down over Debbie's hips to
the floor, then helping her to step out of it before looking straight at
her crotch.

   Jim put his hand between her legs and started to rub his thumb over her
her panty saying, now take off the top Mrs.  Wilson.

   Debbie shuttered a little, then reached for the buttons on her blouse
and began unfastening them until her blouse was open and a portion of her
bra was fully exposed.  Take it off, said Jim to which Debbie removed the
blouse and tossed it aside leaving her in just her bra and panties.

   Now, said Jim, this is what I've been wondering about for some time,
what was really under those dresses.  Nice tits, nice ass and I bet a very
sweet pussy, he said.  Now show me how everything moves, he said to
Debbie....go ahead, to the door and back and make it all move.

   Debbie turned and walked to the door her ass was visible through her
panties.  As she turned around and walk back towards Jim, her tits were
clearly giggling above her bra.

   Unhook your bra said Jim.  Debbie reached behind her and unhooked the
bra allowing the straps to flap free as she held her arms against her body.
Now turn around, said Jim.

   As Debbie turned Jim reached and pulled her panties down and helped her
step out of them.  He then pushed her shoulder straps off her shoulders and
watched as her bra fell to the floor.  As a flush passed over Debbie, Jim
cupping her ass said, Mrs.  Wilson bend over.

   As I continued to film the scene, Debbie bent over a bit and Jim started
to spread her cheeks apart.  Bend further, said Jim, put your hands on your
knees for support.  Debbie followed his instructions and soon heard him
say, oh Mrs.  Wilson you've got some sweet fuck holes.

   He then began to push a finger against Debbie's rosebud, but she jumped
and almost seemed ready to bolt out the door.  No, not that, she said to
Jim, then returned to her bent over position.

   Jim again moved to her rosebud asking if she was a virgin.  Yes, she
said, and again jumped as he pushed against it.  Please don't, she again
asked.

   What's it worth to you for me to stop, asked Jim, as the tip of his
finger began to disappear into her.  Don't, she said, Stop!  And then she
straightened herself and turned around to face us.

   Those are nice tits, said Jim, let me feel them.  Debbie however stood
her ground and looked to me, then over towards her husband, Chris.  Sorry,
she said, guess we're going to default.

   Want to see if things can be worked out, I asked looking first to
Debbie, then to Chris?  Chris and Debbie looked at one another and he
nodded his head in approval.

   Okay Debbie said, Chris wants me to continue, but no anal, she added. 
And what's the trade off, asked Jim?  Adding, what do I get in lieu of, he
asked.

   What do you want, was the very nervous question from Debbie.  Come here
said Jim, I want to feel your tits while I think about it.

   Debbie took a few steps towards him and stopped.  Lean forward he said,
I want to enjoy 100% of your tits.  As she started to bend forward, he took
her hands and put them on his shoulders and in moments Jim's face was all
but blocked from view by Debbie's hanging tits.

   As he began playing with her hangers and pinching her nipples, Jim
asked, Mrs.  Wilson is it fair to say that your pussy and mouth can be
fucked, but your ass is off limits?  Yesssss, wailed Debbie as Jim accented
the question with an extra strong pinch to one of her nipples.

   Before Debbie could answer further, Jim thrust his hand between her legs
and started rubbing her pussy, while she continued to support herself and
he still played with her tits.  Oh she moaned as he began fingering her and
shuttered some which shook her tits.

   So you willing to bet you ass, Jim asked Debbie, as he lovingly slapped
her tit causing it to swing in front of him.  What, what do you want, asked
Debbie.

   For a start, said Jim, you, to fuck and suck when I want for the next 6
months.  I can't, said Debbie, then called out, Chris I love you, but he
didn't answer and Jim pulled on both her tits causing her to cry out, then
instead he said, your going to undress my wife and then lick her pussy
while I fuck you.

   Debbie heard what was said, but didn't react to it until from out of the
shadows Jim's wife Sharon stepped into the light.  Without missing a beat
Sharon was on her knees









   Oh, continued Jim, do you remember my wife Alice he asked.  Debbie
looked to Alice and started to acknowledge her.  Get Out, Get Out before I
call the police.  Chris, Chris, she called, make these people leave.

   Now now I said, calm down.  Debbie, I said, remember the agreement. 
Yes. Well this is part of it, I said and is Hans request.  But, she started
to protest, as I held up my hand not wanting to hear it.

   Jim said, I guess your husband heard me commenting at an office party
once on how hot you were and the next thing I knew, well here we are, he
said.

   Hot, Debbie said with a giant question mark in her voice.  Oh yes, hot
hot hot said Jim.  When you walk through the office in your skirt and
blouse I watch your tits bounce, and then your ass sway under your skirt,
yes very hot, he said, and you know I was right...just look at you.

   Alice chimed in, and when I asked Jim what was happening at work one
day, he confessed to me about you, so I certainly wanted to meet you at the
last office gathering and was equally impressed.

   But, began Debbie, I'm, well older, I......her voice trailed off and she
just looked at everyone.  Doesn't matter, said Jim, I've watched you for a
few years now.  Your tits under those silk blouses and your ass wiggling as
you come by my desk and now...I know I want to fuck you.

   Please, Debbie started to say, but I cut her off.  Debbie, I said, lets
stop this here and now.  You remember what we're here for, I asked?  Yes,
she meekly replied.  Good, I said, now undress Alice for me.  Debbie looked
at me in shocked disbelief as I added, and also tell Chris and the camera
about it as you proceed.







   I, I don't know what to do, began Debbie.  Take off her dress, I said
and with that Debbie stepped behind Alice and unzipped the dress and pushed
it from her shoulders revealing Alice's black lace push up bra.

   Keep going, I said, and Debbie begin to push the dress over Alice's hips
and ended up with her face staring at Alice's bare ass as she was wearing a
thong.

   Debbie was sort of in a state of shock not knowing what to do in the
circumstance, when Alice turned around and faced her then put her hands on
her tits and buried her face in Debbie's cleavage.

   Oh Jim, said Alice, you're just going to love these tits.  They're so
nice and bigger than mine too.

   As Alice was about to step out of the dress laying on the floor, I told
Debbie to look at Alice's tits.  She stood up after helping Alice and stood
to the side of her.  What do you think, I asked Debbie.

   She has a very nice figure, was the reply.  You like the way her bra
shows her tits, I asked.  I don't know, I guess so, Debbie replied.  Do you
have a bra like this, I asked?  No, I don't think so, said Debbie.





   Debbie moved her hands to the belt and untied it, then peeled the robe
from her shoulders and tossed it aside.  Wow said Jim, you are beautiful. I
love your tits, he said as Debbie started to cover herself, but then began
to blush from his attention.