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Subject: aftermath: sue and baton rouge (voyeur, mmf)
From: tonytony @ usa . net
Title: Aftermath: Sue and Baton Rouge (voyeur,mf)
by tonytony@usa.net
This story won't make any sense unless you read
"Sue and Baton Rouge" first.
I woke up my email server. "Look Sue, here's another one."
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1730 CST April 4, 1997
My buddy showed me the story you wrote. It reminded him of a
story I told about what happened to me a couple of years ago.
I'll use the names you use in the story.
I'm Tom.
Thanks for writing it- my buddies didn't believe me. Now they
do.
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"Why don't you just ignore it, Tony?"
"No, we responded to the others, I'll respond to
him, too."
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From:tonytony@usa.net
To: toms@anan.com
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1830 EDT, April 7, 1997
You are the 7th guy to email me claiming to be Tom. Prove it.
tonytony
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
2212 CDT, April 9, 1997
Easy. You guys were in Baton Rouge about October 94. You were
driving a white minivan, Mass Registration.
I have a small tatto on my arm.
Your wife has a small scar on the left side of her belly, and
a mole between her breasts.
She's great in bed.
And you weren't fooling anybody, at least not me, that night.
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"Sue, look at this. He's the one! What's this about not fooling
anyone?"
"Honey, are you even going to answer?"
"Sure, what's the harm. We are as anonymous as the 'net allows.
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From:tonytony@usa.net
To: toms@anan.com
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1915 EDT April 10, 1997
OK, you are Tom.
What do you mean, we didn't fool anybody?
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1855 CDT April 10, 1997
You were had, man. I knew you were watching.
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"Sue, how could he have known? I'm not sure I beleive him."
Sue brought up a neat point. "What if he did know? Wouldn't that
make it even more erotic for us? Think about what went on. He was
enjoying not only having sex with me, but knowing you saw him do
that. It's getting me excited. Turn off the computer, and let's
talk about it."
"Let me just get off a quick message. I want to hear more."
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From:tonytony@usa.net
To: toms@anan.com
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
0635 EDT April 11, 1997
Zf I was had, I did it to myself. We'd like to hear your
side about knowing what was happening.
"Sue, let me at least sent this. Stop that!! - at least for a
minute!"
Tony+Sue
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1830 CDT April 14, 1997
Maybe I will write the story, but if I was my wife, I'd be
pissed off.
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"Hey Sue, Tom responded. Let's see if we can get him to write a
bit more."
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From:tonytony@usa.net
To: toms@anan.com
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1755 EDT, April 14, 1997
If you really knew at the time, the story might be even
better, Tell us about it from your point of view.
Tony+Sue
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"Sue, there's a long messsage from Tom. Come here!"
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
0820 CDT, April 18, 1997
OK. Here's the deal.
My partner and I were in the hotel lounge, maybe a Tuesday or
Wednesday night, when you guys checked in.
We noticed that you looked tired, and weren't interested in each
other. It looked like you were married for a million years. We
even talked about it. We thought if we were checking in with
a woman like that no matter how tired we were we'd get
something going that night.
"Guess we looked like every other trip tired married couple
checking into a hotel. Too bad we are so obvious."
Instead, my buddy and I were sharing a room, for company as much
as anything else.
We were in the breakfast bar when you came down the next
morning. You were holding hands, and looking like you were just
married. We laughed about that - we knew you must have
gotten into her that night, and probably that morning.
"Were we that transparent, honey, or is he making this up?"
After work that day, we were relaxing in the lounge when we saw
the two of you come in from somewhere. You poked your head in the
lounge, then rushed up to the room, still holding hands. We
knew you were going to get it on again, and that made us jealous
and horny.
"We are going to have to be more discrete, Tony."
"Look, honey, he's telling the story after he heard ours. You
can't know where the truth is."
"Well, scroll up the next page."
But in a half hour or so, your wife came into the lounge alone,
looking very sexy. My buddy, who was just going to the men's room,
said you must have had a quickie. She came to the bar and sat a
seat or two way from me.
I said hello, and we started to talk. I moved over, and sat next
to her.
My buddy came back, and sat away from us, because he didn't
know what was going on, and wanted to watch. Hell, we are
trained to be good observers.
I asked how come she was there alone, and she said something
about her husband - that would be you - being away for most of
the night. I believed her when she said you were away. I thought
maybe you had to run out on business or something.
I wasn't sure if she was wearing a bra, because her nipples
were poking through her blouse. She was turned on! And she
was coming on to me.
"Sue, now you know what he was thinking - that you were acting
like a tramp!"
"That night, I was a tramp. That was the idea. Come on, scroll
the page!"
We talked for a while, and then you came in. I thought
maybe you got back early. . Then you sat on the other side
of me, acting like you dind't know her. She lied about where
you were. I figured you two were playing some kind of a scam.
The next time you do this, you shouldn't make as much eye
contact as you did. I'd have known something was going on
even if I didn't see the two of you together before. I
figured if it was a scam of some kind you two were pretty
green.
Anyhow, I decided to play along and act dumb. Your wife put
her hand on my thigh, I liked that. She asked if we could
sit on one of the sofas. We went there. I wanted to see
just how far the two of you were going to go. Anyhow, I had
my arm on her shoulder, and she came closer so I could kiss
her. I did. Her mouth opened as soon as mine did. Your
story didn't tell how as soon as my tounge was in her mouth
she bit and sucked at it. That is a turn on! We were
getting it on about as much as we could in public. In a
while I saw in one of the mirrors you coming toward us. I
thought the scam was on. I didn't know about the scarf
signal, but sure did notice that you stopped and changed
direction and went out of the lounge. Your wife was acting
like she was in heat, and I finally figured out you two got
off on playing some kind of game. Well, hell, I
decided to play along. Like you said in your story, when the
blood rushes from your brain to your cock you get stupid.
Your wife was all over me in the lounge. I had to take a
break, and went to the men's room for a cool down. I thought
by the time I came back she would would be upstairs fucking
your brains out because she got so hot playing the game.
Instead, she was still waiting for me.
After a while longer on the couch, I decided enough was enough,
and told her I had an early morning meeting the next day. She
said she wasn't ready for the night to end - how about a
nightcap.
I told her sure, and asked her to come to my room.
She said no, and said she'd be more comfortable in her own.
I played along. I figured I was younger than you, so if things
got tough, I could handle myself. In your story you said I was a
lawyer. That's true. What you did't know is that I'm with the DEA,
and carry a piece, in addition to my cock. I wasn't worried,
but was very interested in this if it was a scam. If you got off
watching you wife get fucked, all the better. I decided a great
way to end the day would be by screwing someone while her husband
watched. And if it was a way to comprimise a federal agent -
well, I could deal with that, too. What you were doing was
pretty close to entrapment.
I picked up a couple of drinks, and we went up to your room. She
played this silly act, and asked me to wait while she made sure
you weren't back yet.
When she let me in, I figured you wer probably hiding in the bath
room.
She kissed me as soon as I got into the bedroom, just like you
said, and wasn't too shy about stroking my cock through my pants.
I saw that she kept glancing into the mirror, and when I turned
her around I saw the reflection of the gap in the drapes. Tony,
you wear glasses. They reflect light. I saw you out there.
When she told me to get comfortable while she called you, I
slipped my holster and piece into my jacket and put it beside the
bed. No one was going to play rough with me that night. I didn't
know if she really called you or not until I read your story.
When I looked around the room I saw that the bar people use to
clock the balcony door partly open was in place. I knew you
couldn't come in even if you wanted to without breaing
something.
I then figured this might be a stright wife watching deal, and I
figured I'd take it as far as I could. If you were a sick enough
to want to see your wife get it on with somebody else, I'd be
happy to be the somebody.
Anyhow, after a while we were on the bed together. She was having
some fun playing with my cock through my pants, but I couldn't do
much but feel panties and bra through her blouse and skirt.
That's when I complained about it, and she took her bra and
panties off from under her other clothes.
She still kept on her clothes, though. I wondered if there'd be a
cry of rape, and some kind of blackmail attempt. What the hell, I
was in her room, everyone in the lounge saw that nothing was
forced. I decided to push a little more.
She didn't object at all when I sucked at her tit. I liked the
taste, and she liked having it tasted, too. I really liked
knowing you were watching all of this. Your story made me
realize she liked putting on a show.
After we were on the bed and she got her skirt up high enough to
put my hand on - no, in - her cunt, she came. She sure comes
easy, doesn't she? I want to tell you when I touched her cunt -
you told about what that looked like in your story - it was full
of juice. I never felt a woman so lubercated in my life. I
figured then no one could pretend about such a thing, and this
was for you to get off on watching your wife get fucked. It was
all right with me.
"Honey, this is making me horny. Let's go to bed."
"In a minute, Sue. Let's read the rest, first."
She tried to make me come by stroking my cock under my pants. To
be truthful, I did come a little, but then I stopped her. I
figured I wanted to push this as far as I could, so I got
out of my clothes.
I made sure I stood so that you could see what was waiting
for your wife. What did you really feel like when you saw my
cock pointing at her, Tony? Let me tell you about your wife.
I was watching her very carefully, and when she was looking
at my cock her eyes were all pupil. It's the look a crack
head has when he gets a hit. There's no pretending about it,
it meant she was getting a lot of pleasure. She was liking
what she was looking at.
Anyhow, when she lifted up her skirt while we were standing
there, my cock was right against her cunt, and getting wet. Now I
wasn't caring about putting on a show for you, I wanted to get
into her. And her eyes and cunt were saying she wanted me in
her. Ask her about it.
"Well?"
"At that point sure, that's what I wanted. I wasn't sure I had
the nerve to go ahead, though. If I could have made him come
without intercourse at that minute, I would have, and then got
rid of him and got you in bed for the ride of your life."
But her reluctance put me on guard. A quick fuck is not worth my
career. But then she finally decided to quit teasing, I was sure
my cock was going to get used the way I wanted it to. I really
liked watching her strip for me. I guess she was stripping for
both of us. I was watching her, and watching the reflection of
the balcony in the mirror, where you were.
She put on a good show, for a married woman performing for
the first time.
"Sue, you were great, not good!"
"I still remember how scared I was. I wanted to fuck him, but
everything I learned said I shouldn't."
"I'm glad you did. It changed our sex life for the better."
By the way, one of my buddies would love to have her put on
that show for him.
"Fat chance of that, huh?"
"Who knows, honey?"
When she was finally naked, and said she wanted to get
fucked, I figured this was no longer a game. When I finger
fucked her, both cunt and ass, she acted like she was sex
starved. Did you see that I had three fingers up her cunt?
You are right when you said I was almost lifting her, and
she loved it. I read your other stories about her, and think
maybe she'd like a very physical, rough lover. Give it a
try, or I'll help you learn how to.
"More physical? Not with me", Sue said. "I like sex, not pain."
"He's giving me some ideas, dear. Just wait until later."
"Try something painful, and you'll get turned off so fast!"
I figured I could do anything with her at that point, but
right then her mouth looked like it needed my cock in it. I
liked the way she went down on me after that. Too bad you
didn't have a better view. I liked watching her mouth around
my cock. She's not too bashful about using her mouth, teeth,
and tongue, is she? When she was done, I was soaking with
her saliva. I loved having this very Proper Boston woman
lapping at me!! I wish you could have seen that. Maybe next
time.
"Next time?"
Anyhow, I was ready to come when she stopped, rolled me on
my back, and mounted my pole. Next time she can keep the
condom off. I can't imagine what was going through your head
when you saw my cock disappear into her cunt. I can tell you
that sticking it to her knowing you were watching made it
even better for me. She was so wet, and so ready, that
there was just no breaking in needed. I figured you wanted
to see your wife look like a whore or a tramp, and she sure
did.
The best part, though, was after she came then, and I
rolled her onto her back. I would have liked to tie her up,
but just holding her hands over her head while she
positioned her cunt so my cock could find it was good enough
that time.
"That was probably the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I
loved the way he held you, and you had to sort of squirm under
him to get positioned."
"You know, honey, I didn't ever realize I did that. But you made
a big point of it in the story, and Tom like it too. I'll have to
remember that."
I figured you'd be able to see that pretty good, too. Did
you like watching her raise up her crotch to meet my cock?
What's it like, watching something like that? I can tell you
that from my side, knowing you were seeing me fuck her made
it even better. Did you like it when I started to come, and
she went after my cock with her mouth?
Anyhow, I got off a couple of times screwing your wife
knowing you were watching. I know she got off, too, and
your story says you did. When I was asking her about what
she'd tell you, I had a hard time keeping a straight face.
You were a willing cuckold. I guess that's better than being
an unwilling one, but where I come from you take your life
in your hands when you screw around with another man's
woman. Different strokes, though.
We know you checked out the next morning before we came down
stairs. I hoped that I didn't screw up your marriage, and
now know I didn't. I'm glad of that.
I read some of the other stories you posted, and know you
guys like interesting sex. If you'd quit messing around
with these cut-out email addresses, I'd be happy to come and
visit you, and do it all over again. Or, I could bring her
and you here, all expenses paid, and introduce you to some
of my friends. Hell, we'd let you even stay in the same room
while we did her.
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From:tonytony@usa.net
To: toms@anan.com
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1947 EDT April 21, 1997
We got off hearing the story from your side.
I don't think we'll be visiting you, though.
I'm going to post this e mail string. Watch for it.
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1247 CDT April 23, 1997
Go ahead and post it, just change my email address to something
anonymous.
Getting back to my offer. If you and Sue would like to play some
other games, one of my fraternity brothers and I could cover your
costs if you came down to the southeast again.
You are some kind of consultant. We have a college reunion
in Carmel, CA, in a couple of months. What would be your
rate for a day's work there, with your wife? You could
`observe'.
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To: toms@anan.com
From:tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1237 EDT May 1, 1997
Here's the posting. OK with you?
We like Carmel, and Pebble Beach, but respectfully decline your
offer. But your side of the story sure added spice for us.
Tony+Sue
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1530 CDT May 2, 1997
Go ahead with the posting, I like it.
If you like Pebble Beach, you may be golfers. My classmate, the
one who liked the story, can arrange a tee time at Cypress Point.
Most golfers I talk to would give up their wives for a chance
to play there. You wouldn't have to give her up. We just want to
use her for a while, you could both play there.
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To: toms@anan.com
From:tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1750 EDT May 2, 1997
About your offer.
Remember Jack Benny's line, when he was being held up? "Your
money or your life!"
We're thinking about it.
Tony+Sue
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From: toms@anon.com
To: tonytony@usa.net
Subject: Sue and Baton Rouge
1827 CDT May 4, 1997
Oh, golf's a hot button with you! Think about this. You'd
both get a round at Cypress, and another at Pebble.
In return we - my classmate and me - want an evening with
Sue. If you and she want , You can "Observe."
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"Tony, he makes it sound pretty interesting."
"Honey, playing games is one thing, this would be sex for hire. I
don't like it." I replied.
"Well, maybe," my wife responded. "Let's do some role playing, at
least."
I don't know what will come of this. Maybe another story?
tonytony@usa.net
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