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Laura's Sex Life 1 of 2

***LAURA'S SEX LIFE***

 Laura waited on tables at a yuppie restaurant/lounge in the suburbs of
Boston for a few months; lots of plants dangling from the ceiling and
micro brew bottles lining the oak bar there. It beat her last job,
cleaning offices at night. Laura wasn't the typical knock
'em-dead-on-first-site waitress. She was more cute than beautiful. She
wore her shoulder-length dirty blond hair in a not-so-tight French braid.
Her playful smile and perky green eyes warmed the hearts of many male
customers. The uniform was a tan polo shirt tucked into cotton off-white
pants that were loose in the legs yet hugged her ass nicely. Laura was
only 19, single and hoping to go to college next semester. But on only
about $75 a night in tips, the dream of furthering her education while
maintaining her own apartment began to fade.
 She met Lou while tending bar one night. The dark-haired stranger had
piercing dark eyes but a gentle approach. He saw wasted talent in Laura.
"You've probably heard every line imagineable, and this is no line, but I
think it is a shame when folks don't reach their potential," he said as
she poured him another drink. "You, my dear, shouldn't be tending bar for
what, a lousy 50 to a 100 bucks a night."
 "It pays the bills; at least some of them," she said.
 "Surely you want to do more than just pay the bills," he said taking a
drag on his cigarette. "Money, no matter what we want to do or how we want
to accomplish it, is a necessary evil, isn't it?"
 In his early 30s, Lou was a rising business owner with big plans. 
 His eyes followed Laura around the bar. He noticed the way she moved and
talked to customers. Though innocent looking, she had tremendus sex
appeal, he thought. Folks felt at ease around her. Her body appeared trim
and firm, other than a slight jiggling of her nicely-shaped butt. Her
nipples pressed pressed softly against her shirt.
 The bar scene being what it was, Laura had heard it all in a short time:
the lonely husband stories to the dirty old men propositioning her with no
shame. Still, she remained cheerful and pleasant. She liked her job, but
wished it paid better. Lou frequented the place more often, getting a
better reading on his favorite waitress. He watched her naively flirt with
customers. She was always the first in line when the waitresses got
together to march over to a birthday table. She liked to throw a little
swagger into her step from time to time. Lou and Laura actually became
quite friendly and within a couple months, he made his offer.
 Laura became a dancer at Lou's club -- a strip bar in the distant suburbs
-- earning about $200 on an average night and closer to $400 on weekends.
She was his main act and danced nowhere else. No agents, no sharing her
pay. She was a natural, Lou often said.  He always said she was the best
talent he ever hired. From the first night, she seemed as at ease with be
unclothed in front of strangers as she was waiting on tables. By the end
of the first week, she began polishing her act, becoming quite the
showgirl. By the end of the first month, she took her act to a different
level and began to actually get turned on by the power which was her's on
stage. She grew addicted to the money and the spotlight. The more honest
her act became, the more the audience would become overwhelmed. Lou
trusted Laura in taking her act to the legal limits. The other girls --
many of whom were drug addicts and less than intelligent, talented or
responsible -- had more restrictions placed on them. But Laura could
touch, tease and caress herself in ways that brought in big bucks to the
club without bringing in the cops. Lou gave her the freedom to earn top
dollar and in return, Laura produced loyal customers.
 Indecent proposals were made on a nightly basis. From beer-drenched
college kids to high-priced businessmen, the offers for extra cash for
out-of-club performances were numerous. But Laura tried to separate her
dancing from her private life. She dated a couple of the more sincere
clients a few times as well as an associate of Lou's once, but other than
that her sex life mostly remained on the stage where it was lucrative
enough to begin planning for college again.
 One night she made about $700 in tips, a new house record. The place was
at capacity. That day started out as a hot one. Temperatures reached 100
degrees by mid-morning. Laura was in bed all night and morning with an old
high school boyfriend she dated for two years. They hadn't seen each other
in well over a year. He was passing through on his way back to the
university. The couple always had great sex, even at a young age, but went
their separate ways when Todd went off to school. When he called the day
before, Laura was excited about seeing him but didn't tell him about her
new line of work. They went out to dinner, enjoyed a couple of bottles of
wine and had sex over and over again until noon the next day. Laura
eventually caught about an hour or two of sleep, went for a late afternoon
jog and then headed over to the club, dead on her feet, never imagining
the kind of night it would be.
 When she got to the club, her body still ached. She got on stage at 7
p.m. dressed in her cowgirl outfit, complete with whip and spurs. Men
immediately men began emptied their wallets as usual. Moving to a hard
rocking song with a pulsating beat, she worked the audience like a pro.
She pranced around the stage, shaking her hips and lifting her skirt -- a
white thong underneath -- for anyone who threw down a dollar.  She was a
great dancer. As she stripped down competely by the third song she began
wrapping her legs around men's shoulders, giving them an intimate view.
One guy, who threw down a 10 dollar bill, got real close to her scented
pussy as Laura slightly brushed her lips against his nose. "Looks like
that pussy has had a cock or two in it recently," he boldly said as he
surveyed her, tempted to extend his tongue if she got that close again.
 "You can tell?" she sexily said.
 "Sure, I can smell it, and see you're a little ... ahhh.. raw down there
honey," he whispered. "Tell me, do you get turned on doing this?"
 "Why else would I do it?" she answered. "I mean sometimes yes, sometimes
not really. Sometimes I get turned on sexually; other times I just get
pumped up from the music and the atmosphere." Then she pranced away,
putting the dollar in her garter.
 Laura was a little thrown but turned on by the man's observation. The
rest of the night was her's as she just dominated the scene until 2 a.m.
She danced hard, throwing her young body from man to man. During one of
her breaks, she masturbated in the restroom stall thinking of that
stranger's face between her legs. It was like the audience and Laura were
feeding off each other. She was dancing like never before, and doing
things to herself and to the audience that had Lou's bouncers a little
nervous. She was damp between her legs and it showed. But the show went on
and Laura left that evening feeling like she had just had sex with
hundreds of men. She packed her bag, slipped into her jeans and t-shirt
and got a ride home from one of the club workers with hundreds of dollars
to count.
 Laura took the next week off and went to visit Todd at his frat house.
Though she didn't want to begin dating him on a regular basis again, she
always trusted him and they had great times together. The young couple had
shared many things including their expanding sexual fantasies and
experiences. Todd was not entirely surprised when she finally told him
that she was dancing for men. He always felt she had exhibitionist traits.
And she was not surprised to hear that he, being voyeouristic, was turned
on by the idea of her stripping in front of an audience.
 Laura spent a quiet night at the house, playing board games and listening
to music with Todd. The next morning, she paraded around the kitchen in
only a night shirt and panties, catching the attention of several frat
brothers who were up eating breakfast. One of the guys had recognized her
from the club but played it cool and said nothing of it at the time.
However, later that day word had spread and Todd had to let her know that
the young men knew who she was. In fact, several of them had seen her
perform. "If it makes you uncomfortable, we can get a room at a hotel or
something for tonight," he said. But Laura wasn't bothered by this. In
fact, she said it was better that it was out in the open. Todd, hearing
this, felt strangely excited about the possibilities for the evening.
 There was a big party at the frat house that night. As usual, the party
spread to all corners of the home. There was dancing, drinking and party
games. Laura was having a great time meeting new people. One of the
brothers came up to Laura and Todd and said a strip poker game was forming
in the back den and wanted them to join. Both were eager to play. When
they arrived a few minutes later, they noticed there was only one other
woman -- a townee who came to all the frat parties. "Hey guys, looks like
unfair numbers to me," said Todd.
 "Well, we figured we'd be no match for a pro like Laura," said Carl.
"C'mon, sit down. Laura, this is Ginger. And this is Frank, Carl and
Ronnie and Tom and Franklin and... oh, forget it. You'll never remember
everyone anyway.
 Ginger appeared to be a little older, maybe mid to late 20s. She was
large-breasted and was dressed in a short black dress with stockings. In
contrast, Laura was wearing torn and faded jeans and a white t-shirt.
Ginger surveyed Laura's body for a moment, then extended her hand. "Glad
you had the guts to join us," she said. "Those other prudes are so
boring."
 The game progressed quickly, and Laura survived the first few hands while
Ginger was already out of her dress and wearing only her bra, panties and
garter. A couple of the guys had their shirts off which Laura more than
noticed. Both Todd and Laura wondered how far this game would go. Todd
knew that the games have led to mild orgies in the past, but that was
usually only with Ginger. It was finally time for Laura to remove
something other than her shoes and socks. She stood up and took off her
jeans with her usually smile plastered across her face. She gracefully
adjusted the material around her crotch and picked up her cards. Todd
watched as his high school sweatheart sat back down in her powder blue
panties. All eyes turned to her body as she sat Indian-style on the floor
with her cards in her hands. Ronnie stared right into her crotch where he
could see some discoloration in her panties, wondering if she was wet.
Ginger, however, soon lost all her clothes and sat with her legs extended
and ankles crossed. Some of the players began fondling her hardened
nipples as they turned down the lights and continued pouring wine into
her. Not to be outdone, Todd turned to Laura and placed a hand on her
thigh and began some light petting as the card game wound down and the
real fun began. Not knowing what it would lead to, he continued on as
Frank, sitting on Laura's other side, began moving closer, wearing only
his boxer shorts. The possibilities of this quickly escalating were
increasing by the moment. Soon Frank placed his hand on her other thigh
and Carl moved around to massage her neck. Todd meanwhile was looking for
signs from Laura that she wanted out. But she just began to melt under the
touch of now four guys while two others gave their attention to Ginger on
the floor of this tiny room.
 Ginger knew the routine and didn't want to be outdone by this newcomer.
She liked the attention on her. Ginger rolled onto her stomach and began
sucking on one guy's cock. Her ass was beautiful Laura thought as she was
momentarily taken in by the site of someone giving head to a stranger just
a few feet away. Everyone, in fact watched as Ginger grinded her hips,
lifting her lower body as she sent her friend into ecstasy. Her completely
shaven pussy was clearly visible from behind as she spread her legs and
squirmed around on the carpet. Laura, getting more and more turned on by
this scene, reached for Frank's thigh and slid her hand under the open leg
of his shorts until she reached his semi-hard cock. She had decided there
was no turning back. She wanted to fulfill this fantasy and trusted she
was in good company to do so.
 For the next 90 minutes, the two women were the object of every man's
attention. Todd watched intensely as Laura took Ronnie's cock into her
pussy. It was like it was happening in slow motion. Laura was on her back.
Ronnie pushed her tanned legs almost all the way to her shoulders,
exposing her wet and swollen pussy lips. Then he rubbed the head of his
cock along her juicy slit before pressing it into her opening. As he
thrusted it in, her lips pushed aside and her face scrunched up pain.
Laura grabbed his ass and pulled him all the way into her. As he pulled
out, his cock was covered in her creamy lubricant. Then Ronnie began
pumping and Laura pounded the floor with her fists and moaned
uncontrolably, staring right into his eyes. Meanwhile, Ginger was sucking
on two cocks at the same time as the men watched Laura getting her
initiation. One after another, they rammed their cocks into Ginger and
Laura who almost seemed in competition for the most men. A few other
brothers came into the room and joined in. Laura at one point felt she
couldn't go on as she became dry and raw and covered in cum. But Ginger
challenged her to keep up, and the younger Laura went on. Some of the men
used condoms; some didn't. Laura, while in the doggy position, watched
Ginger swollow  three guys' loads in a matter of four or five minutes,
giving her the idea to turn around and finish Frank off in her mouth,
something she had never done. It was a night of youthful and lustful
experimentation. By the end, Laura had fucked 10 guys, a couple of them
twice, and sucked off five others. Ginger was not to be outdone and took
about two dozen men into her pussy and mouth. In fact most of the frat
house, other than a couple guys with girlfriends there, had gone through
the den that night. Laura was sore as hell. There was an ache between her
legs and she was covered in sticky cum which was also plastered in her
hair. Todd, half passed out on the sofa, watched her nude body rise from
the floor in the early morning. She struggled to slip back into her jeans,
then gave up and just put on her t-shirt and headed out to the kitchen
where she made some coffee. Laura went out on the porch and watched the
sun rise. Todd followed. "You OK?" he asked as she looked off into the
distance.
 "Surprisingly, yeah, I am fine," she said. "A little slow and dirty I
guess. At some point during all that craziness, I thought I'd wake to
regret it. But I don't. I mean it's a once in a lifetime thing, right? How
'bout you?"
 "I'm tired as hell, but damn you really were something," he said. "Glad I
was there for it."
 After another year of working in Lou's club, Laura decided to move west.
College again was put on the back burner. While she never quite had the
experience again she had while visiting the frat house, she had become
much more sexually active and even got into a couple sex-for-money, big
money, situations which were about the only times she felt guilty and
dirty after sex. She began to feel restless, however, and wanted a fresh
start. She managed to avoid the drug scene and kept fit. But after a year
of late nights at the club, dancing hard and playing harder, she was
spent. Her last night in the club involved a back room encounter with Lou
and another dancer. Lou had coaxed the two into putting on a lesbian act
on stage. When it was over, there was obviously still some unresolved lust
between the two which Lou picked up on immediately. In a dark and damp
storage room, they further explored each others' bodies while Lou watched.
Darlene was a dark-hard 28-year-old Oriental very much into lesbianism.
She had kissed Laura in ways she had never felt before. Then, with Laura
relaxed, Darlene began using various devices on her including a 14-inch
dildo. She worked it into her as Laura tightly grabbed hold of the arms of
the chair she was sitting on. Darlene darted her tongue across Laura's
clit as she slid the monster play cock in and out of her. Laura took in 12
of the 14 inches, screaming with each thrust. Lou began fondling her
breasts. Eventually Darlene and Laura traded places and Laura went down on
the older woman sitting in the chair. Laura kneeled in front of Darlene.
Lou managed to get behind Laura, staring at her tan-lined ass while
playing with her soft pussy. Then he swiftly mounted her. His cock went
into her easily. Laura could feel her friend deep inside her while she
tasted Darlene's fluids flowing onto her mouth. Laura, who had 
recreational sex with Lou before, found the experience with Darlene
interesting. Lou continued thrusting his dick into her while now working a
finger into her asshole. He always wanted so much to put his cock there,
but wasn't sure Laura would go for it. He continued to work his finger
deeper as her cheeks rippled with each thrust. Laura had no complaints so
far. In fact, she turned at one point and told Lou to: "Do it if you want,
but gently."
 Lou needed no further encouragement. He wet her asshole with his saliva.
It was so pink, tight and inviting. Never, even though it was her finest
asset, had it been penetrated by a man. Darlene got out of the chair and
told Laura to sit back down and raise her legs into her body as far as
possible. Judging from Darlene's direction, she had obviously done this
before and was trying to make this as easy as possible for Laura. Laura's
asshole was now in an inviting position. Darlene started by licking it,
sometimes burying her tongue inside. "I never knew that would feel so
good," said Laura breathlessly.
 "There," Darlene said to Lou. "Now she's ready." Lou first spread her
cheeks with his thumbs then placed the head of his cock in first as Laura
pulled hard on the back of her thighs trying to open herself wide as
Darlene played with her nipples and clit. Then, as if she just gave in and
relaxed, Lou's cock slid in. Laura gasped not thinking this could last
very long. But again, she adjusted to it and pain became pleasure. The
chair rocked back and forth and Lou could feel the tight grip she had on
him. Darlene began working his ass with her tongue which helped keep him
rock hard. Laura kept slidding to the edged of the chair, only to have to
reposition herself again and again. Lou finally withdrew and exploded as
Darlene came at him from the side to gobble up the cum, then shared it
with Laura as they deep kissed for about a minute. The next day Laura was
on her way to California.
 The unique thing about Laura was that should could put sex in the same
category as other diversions. To her it was something that made her feel
good physically, like a walk along a mountain trail or a sipping a fine
wine. Of course it was more intense, but she failed to attach the
emotional baggage or moral standards that often prevent women from going
too far sexually. She played a dangerous game at times by having
unprotected encounters, but for the most part she knew her partners well
enough to feel reasonably safe.
 Laura saw as much of the country as she could on her way west. She sent
postcards to Todd, Lou and an old girlfriend from the restaurant. She was
amazed at the various sites along her slow journey and for the most part
stayed out of trouble. One night in a midwest town, she settled in at a
hotel that had a strip joint across the street with a sign in neon lights
that proclaimed it was amateur night. She kept peeking out the window
noticing the crowd entering the club. Feeling a little bored and lonely,
she decided to slip into a bright yellow dress and see whether she wanted
to enter the competition. It wasn't so much the money she wanted -- she
had made a bundle working at Lou's -- it was the excitement and curiousity
of a new stage. The club was grungy and rundown, but the crowd seemed OK
and the music was good. The stage was elevated and was surrounded by seats
and a small counter area which was used for gentlemen to place their
drinks on and for dancers to get right up in customers' faces. The rules
apparently were very liberal, meaning there was a whole lot of touching
going on, especially during table dances in distant dark corners. Laura
approached one of the bartenders and asked about competing. The bartender,
who was also the manager, said she could be next up if she wanted. He
looked her over and asked if she was interested in a permanent job. "No,
just passing through," she answered.
 Laura sat on stairs next to the stage sipping a club soda. Already the
customers were looking to get a preview of this stranger. One man next to
her caught a good view up her dress and commented on her white panties.
"Now, now, you have to wait," she said in her special way, then crossed
her legs.
 "Can't blame a guy for trying," he said.
 When Laura got on the stage, it was like being home again. She
immediately went into her dance routine which was fast paced and almost
gymnastic at times. If she hadn't taken off a stitch of clothing, the
crowd would have still voted her the best amateur of the night. They had
never seen a girl move like Laura. But of course this was a full nudity
place and by the second song, Laura began inching up her dress to expose
her ass and flat stomach. By the third song she was entirely nude,
swinging from overhead railings and wrapping her legs around customers'
heads. She won the competition that night and took in about another $100
in tips. Not knowing it that night,  it was to be the last time she would
dance in a bar.
 Three weeks later she was in California, staying with an old high school
friend named Caroline, a thin black-hair, slightly strange cutey with a
kind heart. She began searching for work and dated around considerably.
Both girls, in fact, were rarely home on a Friday or Saturday night. Laura
loved California and met all types of people while working in a sports
restaurant which made the waitresses dress in skimpy, tight shorts and
bikini tops. From there she got a job as a camp assistant and began to
settle down. By her 22nd birthday, Laura was engaged to a man named Jeff,
who was actually an old boyfriend of Caroline's. The three got along fine
but eventually Laura moved in with Jeff, a tall dark contractor who
Caroline once said was too much for any one woman to keep up with. He,
while 10 years older, had a sense of sexuality that meshed well from the
start with Laura. Laura's days of going out with numerous guys and having
wild sex with her friends were over. She was loyal to Jeff and content
with her new life. Jeff was extremely proud to be with such a great
looking, warm woman. He knew from the start that she was once an exotic
dancer and that she probably had slept around some, but he didn't know to
what extent, nor did he mind. Over the first few months of their marriage,
when Laura was now 24 and looking better and more healthy than ever, Jeff
stepped up his probes into her past. He was excited by her stories which
were mainly about Lou and Todd and dancing for strangers. She never told
him that she had taken money in exchange for sex, a low-point in her sex
life she felt.
 Jeff liked Laura to dress in a provocative way and was stimulated by the
stares she received from other men. He didn't want her to lose her
explosive sexuality just because she was married and working a 9-to-5 job.
He pushed her further and further into this game of public teasing in
which she gave many complete strangers a great look at her best assets. Of
course it stirred her exhibitionist tendancies to expose herself in such a
manner. Laura and Jeff would go to various public places and he'd direct
her to sit a certain way or to shift her skirt or smile seductively. Then
he'd describe the reactions he saw from onlookers. This game turned them
on and they often wouldn't even make it home before they were having sex
in some alley or back seat of a car.
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Laura's Sex Life 2 of 2


 Laura's wavey hair had turned blonder in the California sun and was now
down to her waist. She was a trim 102 pounds with an even more toned body
than she had in her teens.  The definition in her legs and her butt made
heads turn as she usually wore shorts or mini-skirts in her leisure time.
But even in an old pair of blue jeans, there was no question that Laura
had the body of a little fuck doll. She loved the outdoors and ran 8 to 10
miles a day four days a week and worked on exercise equipment two other
days. She was employed part time as a secretary for Jeff who usually
operated at a job site from a trailer. The comments about Laura and looks
from workers came on a daily basis, and Jeff shared what he had heard and
seen with his wife every now and then. He loved when she'd flirt with the
crews, which she did often and sometimes unknowingly. The men, however,
knowing Laura was Jeff's wife, couldn't cross over that line with her
until one day when two of the workers, Al and Fred who had had a few
beers, made a comment to Laura about how women who dress revealingly are
begging for it. Laura was wearing a plaid pleated skirt that barely
covered the bottom of her ass and a tight white body shirt with no bra,
something she did often since her tits were firm and not that large. Laura
was surprised to hear the men speak frankly and it stirred something in
her. After they left, she thought about their boldness and how she had
hoped they would return. At the end of the day, when they did come back,
she put on quite the show for them, taking every opportunity to bend over
and sitting back in chair so that they could see up her skirt. Not much
was said, but Al and Fred had seen more than they had hoped for. They
glared at her white-pantied crotch as she pretended to be filling out a
form while sitting on top of her desk. Sometimes she'd look up and smile
at the pair in a way that Laura could only do. When she bent over to place
the form in the bottom drawer of a file cabinet, the men saw her panties
bunched up at the bottom her crack and the back of her plump pussy lips
contained inside the crotch. As bold as they were before, they were now
speechless.
 About a week later, Laura confessed to Jeff about the little show she
gave Al and Fred. Jeff laughed and loved hearing about but was concerned
because he didn't want his men going overboard with this. Still his desire
to show off his wife was overwhelming and gave her his blessing to do
whatever turned her on.
 "What if they grab me or something?" she said.
 "Well, it depends I guess on how they do it," answered Jeff. "I mean
there's cheap feels and there's rape. You know the difference. These guys
are all right. They're not maniacs and they certainly don't want to lose
their jobs. Just have some fun with it... if you want."
 A couple more weeks had passed and Laura had basically dismissed the
whole idea of taking this any further with Al and Fred, although they were
both hunks, muscular and about her age. The two men hadn't been around
much and Laura was becoming more and more busy. Then one day after another
six-pack lunch, Al and Fred came over to the trailor. Laura was alone,
frustrated by the growing pile of paper work. The two men noticed she was
stressed out and offered her the chance to come back over to there truck
and have a beer with them and chill out. "C'mon kid, the work will be here
when you get back," said Al in a friendly tone. Laura  agreed and they all
piled in the cab of the truck and opened a few Buds. "Gosh, sometimes it's
good just to let your hair down and kick back, " said Fred. Laura smiled
but still couldn't believe she was putting herself in this position. She
sat in the middle of the bench seat, wearing a pair of cutoffs, sneakers
and a flowery cotton blouse. Al and Fred  knew they had one special and
different lady sitting between them as they glanced at her bronze-colored
legs. What Laura didn't know was that Jeff had asked the two to pay her
this visit.
 "Anyone ever tell you you have the legs of a dancer?" said Fred. "Yeah,
real nice and strong for a little girl," he said, as Laura slumped down
into the seat and put her knees against the dashboard.
 "Hey, how about that stomach," said Al.
 Laura's belly button was exposed. She kiddingly yanked back down on her
shirt to cover herself and proudly told them she does two hundred sit-ups
a day.
 "Can I feel?" asked Al as he placed his hand over her stomach. She nodded
yes. "Wow, hard as a rock," he said, laughing. His huge hand almost
covered her tiny waist area entirely.
 It was not Laura's stomach, however, that had most of their attention.
There eyes desparately tried to burn a hole into the crotch of her cutoffs
or find a passage into her blouse which was sleeveless and showed the
sides of her tits through the arm openings. Laura's mind darted to her
past, where she had been in similar positions before. Of course, she was
not married then. Drinking a cold beer under the shade of a large maple
tree on a humid day with two well-built, friendly men was not her idea of
how a traditional wife behaved. Yet, she rationalized that Jeff always
gave her a lot of freedom, so she stayed a little while longer, sharing a
lot of laughs and flirting to the point where she had forgotten all about
her work back in the office.
 "Been with that old man for a while now?" said Fred referring to Jeff.
"He says you used to be quite the dynamo back East a few years back."
 Laura was surprised to hear that either of them knew anything about her
past and wondered what Jeff had shared with them. "Oh, I did OK, I guess,"
she cooly said.
 They teased and tickled her, drank and teased some more. But they had to
get back to work. Later that evening, Jeff asked about Laura's day. She
basically came clean with what had happened at lunchtime. Jeff smiled and
told her it sounded like she needed to get away from the desk work. "Al
and Fred are good guys; known them for about eight years. You don't have
to worry. It boosts their morale and they'll bust their ass for me."
 Laura wasn't exactly sure what Jeff meant by that. But again it sounded
like an open invitation for her to have a little fun outside the home. The
mood which often got Laura into some fringe sexual situations in her
younger, unattached days, had returned. Over the next week, she got into
long conversations with Caroline about the possibilities of having sex
with either or both of the workers. Caroline, being relatively open-minded
and knowing Jeff well, encouraged Laura to go for it. "He always wanted me
to do some kinky stuff too," said Caroline in a phone conversation.
 "Did you?" asked Laura.
 "A few times. Like some group gropes with his friends and once he watched
me seduce a guy right in a hotel lounge."
 "You had sex with him?" asked Laura.
 "Yup. Got a room right there and went at it all night. Gorgeous, classy
guy. When I saw Jeff the next day, he was wild with passion. But then,
after a while, I just couldn't keep up. He wanted all this recreational,
kinky sex that just plain wore me out and didn't always turn me on. I
wanted a little more commitment, like you have, and he just wanted to run
around fucking everyone and having everyone fuck me! So I guess he still
has that in him. I think if you want it, do it. But be careful about doing
anything just to get him off."
 "Well, no," said Laura. "If I did anything, my heart, not just my pussy,
would have to been into it. I don't know; maybe, maybe not. They are 
really cool guys though. God I hope this doesn't get out of hand."
 "Nah, Jeff's cool, just way out their when it comes to sex," said
Caroline. "But I don't have to tell you about him; you know him better
than I do."
 A few days later, as Laura was cleaning up around the house in her
bathrobe, Al and Fred came to the front door looking for Jeff who had
already left for work.
 "He said to meet him here at 10," said Al.
 Laura invited them in but told them she wasn't really expecting him back.
Then she continued her chores while conversing with the two.
 "Hey Laura, what if I told you we were here because we have an aching in
our jeans for you?" said Al as Laura stopped on her way upstairs.
 "I'd tell you I am a married woman," she said.
 "What if I told you the boss man don't mind if we pinch hit for him,"
said Fred.
 "Did Jeff tell you that?" she asked in astonishment.
 "Let's just say he opened the door for it to happen just like you opened
the door and invited us in," said Al. "You like us don't you? Gotta
imagine we can make you feel real good."
 At that point, Laura sat on the third stair. Her mind raced as fast as
her heart. She was attracted to the two studs, but felt set up..
 "Why don't you just pour us a couple of beers, put on some music and see
what happens Laura," said Fred.
 Laura walked back down the stairs. "OK, let's see what happens," she said
as she headed for the kitchen to get the beers and catch her breath. While
in the kitchen she decided she wasn't ready. She told the guys that she
needed to go for a run and that they were welcomed to stay but she wasn't
making any promises. When she got back from a brief but brisk three-mile
jog, Al and Fred were still there. As she passed them to go shower, Al
grabbed her by the arm.
 "You've stalled long enough," he said. "Either we do this now or we
leave."
 "But I am all sweaty," she said standing there in her green nylon running
shorts and tank top.
 "You're going to get sweatier," Al said. Then he pulled her into him and
held the back of her head as he kissed her on the lips. Laura's resistance
was minimal and Fred got up and stood behind her, placing his hands on her
butt.
 Making it with two or more people at the same time were some of the most
memorable encounters she had ever had in her sex life. She thought those
days were over but was now standing in her and her husband's house
sandwiched between two hard bodies, apparently with her Jeff's blessing.
 Laura was never good at saying no. It wasn't long before she gave in to
the men and melted into the sofa as they massaged her body from her head
to toe. Al slipped her shorts off exposing her wonderfully trimmed blond
pussy as Fred helped her remove her shirt and began sucking on her stiff
nipples. She still wasn't 100 percent certain that Jeff had endorsed this,
but there was no stopping now.
 Laura was always aggressive during the seduction, but relatively passive
during the physical act. She didn't really take the lead during sex. But
she took direction well had no reservations about being the play object.
She was very responsive to all sorts of touches and penetrations, both
gentle and rough. Because of her small size and flexibility, men often
manipulated Laura's body like a doll, putting her in the exact position
they wanted her in. Al and Fred were no different. They passed her back
and forth like a two men sharing a cigarette. They fucked her while
standing, lifting her off the floor as she wrapped her legs around them.
Then they took turns with her on the sofa. Laura was very much
multi-orgasmic and shivered while coming several times in the first 10
minutes. Then, for only the second time in her life, she allowed a man,
this time Al, to fuck her in the ass. Fred lied on his back on the sofa
while she mounted him. Then from behind, Al began to massage her asshole
as his friend began thrusting his cock into her still soaking vagina. As
Al began to work his cock into her dark hole, she started to moan. Al was
surprised how easily he slid in. "This girl really wanted it," he said as
he pulled on her long hair while pumping his dick between her cheeks as
Fred continued to penetrated her pussy slowly but deeply. "You like it
don't you; two cocks," said Al.
 The three worked in concert for what seemed to Laura to be an eternity.
She was acutely aware of both dicks probing inside her. For someone who
hadn't cheated on her husband before, this was quite an initiation into
adultery. Sweat beaded up on her body, forming a small pool in the lower
arch of her back as they continued to fuck her, almost causing her to
hyperventilate. Finally, her arms turning to rubber, she collapsed her
upper body onto Fred's face. "Please cum, no more, please," she begged.
"Cum for me, in my mouth."
 As inviting as that offer was, neither man wanted to withdraw. They both
exploded inside her within 30 seconds of each other, as Laura bucked and
grinded her lower body against them. She didn't feel real good about them
coming in her, but had lost the ability to stop them. They all collapsed
into a pile of wet flesh. Laura was trying to get her bearings and breath
back. Al and Fred were drained of every drop.
 Eventually they sat up. "Now what guys," said Laura, brushing her hair
from her face.
 "I've never been fucked like that," said Al. "You're incredible."
 Indeed, while not an outright tiger during sex, Laura was so responsive
that men were often amazed. It just felt good to be inside her. As they
got up and got dressed, Jeff had come into the house. Laura had just
gotten her robe back on and they all had a ruffled but satisfying, if not
slightly guilty, look on their face.
 "Hi, honey," said Laura, still feeling the soreness between her legs. "Al
and Fred were looking for you."
 "Looks like they found what they wanted," he said.
 The two men smiled and said goodbye. "Catch you later boss," said Fred.
 "So what has my incredibly sexy wife been up to?" said Jeff.
 "Oh, just cleaning up," she said, still uncertain about what Jeff knew.
She panicked for a moment as she felt cum dripping down her legs from her
asshole and pussy. Jeff noticed her uneasiness.
 "Here, let me work some of that tension out of you," he said as he
massaged her shoulders.
 "That's OK, I am fine," she said, not wanting him to go any further as
she continued to try and collect herself. But Jeff was on a mission. He
wanted to see her body in what he knew was the aftermath. They sat on the
couch and he slid a hand inside her robe on her thigh.
 "Have a nice visit with the guys?" he asked. "I told them to take good
care of you."
 Now she knew that Jeff was responsible for Al and Fred coming over to
seduce her.
 "Let me see what they did," he said as he slowly untied her robe, getting
down in front of her on the floor.
 Laura shook slightly as Jeff parted her legs, exposing her stained inner
thighs. "Looks like a fresh kill," he said. "Did they both fuck you?"
 Laura nodded her head.
 Jeff pushed her legs up and began kissing her raw pussy and noticed her
asshole also was covered in cum. Realizing that she had been fucked in the
ass, he became even more aroused. It was something he hadn't even done
with his wife. "You like it there don't you?" he said.
 Again Laura nodded, not knowing what to expect next. Jeff was hard and
wanted to penetrate her immediately. Laura took him into her pussy but had
some discomfort so she finished him orally. Laura gave great blowjobs. She
had no problem taking a man deep into the back of her throat and always
swallowed. Her lips were full and created an airtight seal. It was Jeff's
favorite sexual act with her.
 Over the next year, things reached new levels. Laura became slightly
bitter at times as Jeff seemed more interested in watching her perform on
other men than actually making love to her himself. In one way or another,
she had been with over 20 guys that year. Laura also, without Jeff
knowing, had a couple of encounters with Caroline. Eventually all three
got together almost on a weekly basis which at least curtailed some of
Jeff's other desires.
 One rainy evening, with Jeff out of town, Laura and Caroline had a frank
conversation about sex and the future.
 "I always thought it would be different when I got married," said Laura,
sipping a wine cooler. "I mean I had some fun back East when I was
younger, but thought I'd grow out of that. I still love sex. Love it! And
I don't mind the kinky stuff once in a while. Keeps life interesting. But
I can't even count how many guys I've had any more. I always thought I'd
remember each and every one. Now I couldn't tell you half of their names.
 "You're married to a guy who will push it to the limit sexually," said
Caroline as she sat back on the loveseat in her white denim shorts and
green jog bra. "I'm glad I've been the only woman you've been with...well,
I guess the second."
 "Oh yeah, but that was different," said Laura. "You're probably the only
woman I could do this with now. Think we're bisexual?"
 "No, just horny friends," said Caroline with a laugh.
 With that, Caroline came over and sat next to Laura on the sofa. "Here
kid, let me relax you a little," she said, then began rubbing her
shoulders. Laura was wearing a cotton jumper and it wasn't long before it
was off. Then Laura turned her attention to her friend who had already
removed her top.
 "I love your pussy," said Laura. "I love that jet black hair and the way
your lips are so defined and pink. The way you smell." Laura rubbed her
friend's groin harder and harder, then slipped a hand inside Caroline's 
shorts. She was soaking wet as usual. They held each other and talked some
more.
 Several years had passed. Laura, now 30,  got divorced but remained
friends with Jeff. She and Caroline moved in together and became quite the
dating duo. Men came and went from their apartment. Most lasted only one
or two dates, and didn't score. But some were able to get into the girls'
pants on their first night out and the roommates had an ample supply of
condoms in strategic positions throughout the apartment. Laura was having
a lot of fun calling the shots. They didn't have sexual relations with
each other much anymore, but did get involved together with a couple men.
Todd, Laura's lifetime friend, visited her once every few months and the
girls would sometimes share him in bed.
 Laura moved from job to job. She never had a problem finding mediocre
work, but often grew bored of her jobs. Dancing was her favorite job ever,
and she could have still done it at 30, but the competition was much
stiffer in California than it was on the East Coast when she was 10 years
younger.
 By her 34th birthday, she began to slow down socially. She had been
drinking and eating too much for a couple of years and had gained about 15
pounds. But she still looked great, even though she didn't feel very good.
Caroline moved to Denver to take on a publishing job. But at about the
same time Todd had moved to California, so Laura lost one friend but
gained another. It was great having Todd back in her life on a more
consistent basis. They began running together and got on a California
health food kick. Todd became the only man in Laura's life over the next
year. But there was little sexual activity between the two. It was a time
for recovery.
 Back in shape and with a new short haircut and associate's degree from a
community college, Laura landed her best-paying mainstream job ever -- a
$48,000 a year computer programming position. The spring in her step was
back, the smile on her face had returned as did her desire to have sex
again.
 "They say a woman doesn't reach her peak sexually until her late 30s or
early 40s," she told Todd while on a picnic one Sunday afternoon. "I was
beginning to think I had burned myself out in my 20s and wasn't going to
enjoy my so-called peak years."
 Todd was aware of a lot of Laura's exploits.
 "I'll never forget that time at the party," he said, glancing over her as
she sat in a white sun dress with her chin resting on her knees. "It seems
like yesterday, doesn't it?"
 "Yeah," it does. "I have to admit, it felt wierd but good."
 "You were so energized," he said. "Like there was no hesitation that
that's what you wanted to do; like the time you dragged me along during
our senior year to get your belly button pierced. You were so naively
determined."
 "I really wanted to get my clit pierced but I didn't want to freak you
out too much," she said with a smile. "Hey, tell me the truth. How did you
feel watching all those guys all over me. Weren't you the least bit
jealous?"
 "Sure,  a little. But I knew I didn't want to control you. It turned you
on; it turned me on so I let it go. Remember, I started it all. Just
thinking of it all these years still turns me on."
 "That's the difference between you and Jeff," she said. "He tried to
control me, albeit in a liberal way; you just go with the flow without
being phony."
 "Ever get those outrageous urges anymore?" said Todd.
 "Sure," she quickly responded. "I'm in my late 30s right? I'd like to
think I still could command an audience, if you know what I mean. But at
the same time, I enjoy settling down a little now. You know Todd, I never
went looking to become a fucking whore. I just enjoyed sex and was in
situations where I could take advantage of whatever it was I had that
attracted guys. I experimented, got lucky nothing terrible ever happened."
 Todd and Laura took a vacation back East for her 35th birthday and just
for a goof decided to visit Lou's. He was still there. When he first saw
her, he didn't recongnized her, then she smiled.
 "Laura, how are you doing," he said. "Damn it's been a long, long time.
Let me look at you." He surveyed her new look. "Short hair, but still a
great body," he said as she stood their in a sweatsuit. "You look like an
18-year-old gymnast with that little body and hairdo."
 Lou hadn't lost his admiration for Laura. He even asked if she wanted her
old job back. He now own four clubs in the region.
 "Lou, I am 35," she said.
 "I don't care. You still have it."
 She was flattered as always. "Ah, but a girl has to know when to say no,
right?" she responded.
 Lou, himself now approaching 50, chuckled. "Why don't I take you guys out
to dinner tonight. Just the three of us."
 Todd and Laura accepted the invitation. And as in the old days, Lou's
charms still worked magic on Laura. Todd, having a special connection to
Laura, knew that she still had a curiousity about this old friend and she
wouldn't mind being alone with him at some point during the night. Todd
excused himself prior to dessert arriving. At that point Lou may a strong
pass at Laura, asking that she come over to his house that evening. Laura
wanted to, and Todd had indicated at the start of the night that he wanted
Laura to do whatever she felt, figuring Lou would take the opportunity to
hit on the birthday girl.
 Todd made up an excuse to take a cab back to the hotel. Lou said he'd get
Laura back by midnight. Lou had been with a number of his young dancers
throughout his career, but still had a special thing for Laura. She was
dressed in white flowing pants tappered just right around her waist and
ass, and a red silk blouse. Lou, as always, noticed her beautifully formed
rear. As the two got into his limo, she felt the magnetism of this man
grabbing hold of her again. They weren't five minutes into the ride before
Lou had his hand in her lap as she invited him to continue his advances by
parting her legs slightly. He rubbed her cunt through her pants. Laura
took the lead this time, unbuckling Lou's belt and immediately began
sucking on his semi-hard cock while she was still fully dressed. He leaned
back and just enjoyed the blow job as the driver approached his house
before Lou came. They got out of the limo and once inside, went at it
again, kissing each other frantically. He was one of two men who had ever
been in her ass and the thought of that and other times reverberated in
both their minds. They tore off their clothes and sipped vintage brandy in
front of a fireplace in nothing but their under garments. Then Laura again
began to play with Lou's cock until it was hard. Her head descended into
his lap. He watched her lipstip smear against his shaft. Soon Lou,
remembering the scent of her pussy, went down on Laura. It was like old
times. Sex with Lou was always good, and even though it was pretty
straight forward this time, it was nonetheless exciting. When it was over,
Lou said goodbye and sent her back to the hotel with his driver. Todd and
Laura stayed up the rest of the night talking about her experience then
fell asleep in each other arms as the sun rose. The experience, while fine
physically, lacked something spiritually, Laura felt. Something was wrong
in going back to Lou's.
 Todd and Laura flew back to California four days after her reunion with
Lou. They had a great time fishing, shopping in Boston and touring the old
pubs. Todd popped the question to her six months later on New Year's Eve.
They were married in June.
 Todd and Laura never strayed again. While their sex lives weren't what
they once were, their friendship was stronger than ever. Laura became
heavily involved in work and joined a couple volunteer groups in the
community they settled in 40 miles outside of Los Angeles. At rare times,
Laura's flirtatious spirit rose as did Todd's fantasies about her past.
Laura never lost her ability to turn a man's head, and Todd never lost his
feeling of being stimulated by her her free spirit. It's what fueled their
intimate moments. Laura will always be what Caroline once called a closet
whore.



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