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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ "A habit depraved and unsavory Held the bishop of Bingham in slavery Midst screeches and howls He deflowered young owls Which he kept in an underground aviary." -author unknown A Way of Life - Chapter III =========================== by Caesar, copyright 1994 [Monday, May 1, 1730] Melony opened the front door and was surprised to see no one. She stuck her head out to look up and down the sidewalk, but saw no one about who could have knocked on her front door. Then the woman noticed a piece of paper sticking out of her mailbox. She took it and closed the door behind her. Harold yelled from the dining room, "Who was it Mel?" Melony opened the folder paper and read the first few words then and realized her own body was betraying her. Her long sexy legs were giving out beneath her and she found her breathing becoming labored. She sat down on the phone stool and continued to read. When the short letter was finished she began to tear it up into small pieces then looked off into space. Her thoughts caused her body to quiver and her sexual muscles to spasm while images flashed through her mind. "Mel?" It was Harold. Her thoughts again returned to her house and husband. "It was", she was making this up as she went, "Deb, she wants to go out tonight. Is that okay honey?" "Sure." He paused and she could hear one of the kids talking quietly. "Do you have to leave now or can you finish supper first?" Melony smiled, but those that knew her would have seen the nervousness she showed, and answered, "Of course I can finish supper silly!" She took a deep breath then returned back to her family. [Monday, May 1, 2107] Deb had already told Melony about her visit to the new neighbors. In reality she only told a very small part of her visit. One part she had related was the name of the woman who lived with Dirk, Leeza. Melony marveled at the natural beauty of the English lass who politely showed her neighbor to the study. She seemed so tiny, so delicate that it was surprising that she radiated such sensuality. "He will be with you in a few moments Melony. Would you like some tea or cake?" The girl was being polite and the mother and wife would have liked some tea but she found her stomach was far too excited to drink. "No thank you." She looked about the interior of the cluttered study and library. Much of what was included into the room looked very old. Then he was standing behind the young girl in the doorway to the study. "Thank you Leeza." The young lady nodded and moved pass the striking man. At the sound of the male voice, Melony had spun to watch him. He looked much better this close than he had when she watched him from afar. Her sex sent a quiver of excitement up her body and the middle aged woman felt very nasty for being here. It was perhaps the closest she had ever ventured towards one of her fantasies. Dirk entered the study and closed the door behind him. "Thank you for coming." He walked forward and pressed his hand into hers. It felt like it was made of granite, and she felt strange at meeting like this. "Tell me what you are wearing beneath your dress please?" He walked about the room to stand behind a large table. She wondered where his accent originated, northern Europe somewhere she figured. Melony tried to swallow with a dry mouth, "As you asked. Stockings, garters." She paused then added, "No bra or panties." Her smile was one her mind had practiced upon unknowing males within her fantasies. He smiled then sat down. "You look every sexy Melony. I'm glad you came." She wanted to say, she was also glad she came, but stilled her tongue. "Please sit." He motioned to a chair across from the table. She sat and then slowly crossed her legs. Melony wanted him to be pleased with her silk covered limbs, and she felt a shiver of excitement when she noticed his eyes openly devouring her form. The woman tossed her hair and asked, "Deb said Leeza wasn't your wife?" "Deb told you of her visit here?" He looked amused. "Yes. She said you and Leeza were very pleasant." Melony felt like she shouldn't be asking questions but it did not appear Dirk minded. "Pleasant?" He seemed to be amused at the word and savored the sound of it before continuing, "Leeza is not my wife, she is my slave." There was a uncomfortable silence as Melony was fascinated at the new knowledge, but she didn't feel surprised. Somehow it would be wrong if Leeza was anything but the dark man's slave, it fit his image in some way. Dirk calmly looked upon his neighbor, he looked comfortable and patient. Finally the woman asked another question, "Was I asked over here so I could be one of your slaves?" Out of his sight, she clenched her palms to the edge of her seat and awaited the answer. That made him think for only a few seconds, "No. I asked you over because I know what you need." That caused a new shiver to run down her spine, somehow she never doubted his words. "I want you as a lover not a slave." Melony felt a little surprised that she was not to be his slave, and disappointed. "Has your friend told you that she will become my slave?" Who, what? "Who, Deb?" He smiled which was his answer. It was the first time Melony doubted Dirk's words, her friend had the best marriage compared to anyone else she knew, even her own. She shook her head, frowning. He simply smiled and showed his perfect very white teeth. "I did not think you would believe me. Your friend Deb has come over here three times. The first time I seduced her and informed her she must return and beg to be mine again. The last two times she has come over, I turned her down. At least until tonight. In fact, she will be here momentarily." It was too tall a tale for the middle-class housewife. In fact she was feeling turned off at the mans obviously inflated ego. Of the three of them, Deb was the one woman who would never have a reason to cheat upon her husband. Then Melony realized how dreamy eyed her friend became when talking about their new neighbors and how evasive her answers about Dirk were. A chill ran down her spin when she realized Deb's own actions may have unknowingly given her infidelity away. "My dear. I can care less if you believe me. In moments your questions will be answered. I know what you like, how you fantasize from a far." That caught Melony's attention, how did he know? He must have seen her when she was peeking into his backyard. Was it her fault that her window looked right into his domain, she thought. "How you desire to enjoy what you fantasize about." Dirk stood quickly and effortlessly for such a large man. "Behind you is a small panel that opens up into my bedroom, it is soundproof and one- way. In here, you will watch as your friend Deb begs to be a slave. My slave!" Melony could not help but look over her shoulder at a floor to ceiling shelf filled with books. This was all becoming surrealistic, as if this conversation and her being here was part of a fantasy. "I will accept Deb tonight and you will watch. Next week, you will return not because I command you too but because you want too." She felt the desire to be commanded, but held her tongue. Melony had thought the note and instructions upon it was the opening hand to her having an extramarital affair with her neighbor. Something she had desired to try for some time, but had never had the opportunity, or the nerve, to do. This was the same man who she had spied upon while Leeza sucked him off, and Melony shivered in excitement remembering the sight of his huge cock. He took a few steps to the door and without looking back exited the room. Melony stood looking at the closed door for some time, wondering what was going on. And if Dirk was a bit crazy at his ludicrous thoughts, his delusions as she was starting to think of them. Suddenly, Melony had a feeling he may have locked the only door to this room, making her a prisoner to his insane fantasies. She wanted to leave, suddenly feeling immature at coming over here, for wanting a man other than her caring, but reserved, husband. He wasn't so bad a man, perhaps boring and unimaginative, but certainly reliable and caring. Her long legs took her over to the door and she jerked upon the handle and was surprised to discover it was unlocked and opened easily. The middle-aged woman stood in the open doorway, ready to retreat to the sanctity of her home when her eyes returned to the wall with the bookshelves. Since she was not a prisoner, it wouldn't hurt to take a look, she thought, just to prove to herself that Dirk was indeed crazy. Closing the door most of the way, but keeping the latch from clicking, Melony went to the wall indicated by Dirk. Thinking back to the old movies she saw as a kid she started to tip books off the shelf. Nothing happened. Then she tried looking behind the old books to see if some type of view port was concealed behind the rows of books. Again nothing. As a final try she simply grasped the edge of the thick wooden shelf and pulled. The floor to ceiling heavy wooden shelf easily came towards her. Melony moved it all the way until it sat perpendicular to the wall behind. She immediately saw the window Dirk had referred too. It was huge, not a little pinhole she was half expecting to find. It was over a meter and a half tale and one meter wide. Beneath the shiny thick glass was a small speaker with a single knob upon it. Melony stood stunned at the images coming through the glass. Her friend for years kneeling within the large dungeon like bedroom before Dirk, her forehead was pressed against his feet. He was seated in a large wide chair with Leeza standing at his right shoulder. "My god!" Melony moved forward to stand very close to the glass as she took in the scene in the other room. As she watched, Dirk spoke silently and Deb sat back up and began to plead. Nothing was heard, but by the sight of her face it was easy to see she was begging. Dirk spoke again, and Deb frantically jumped up and began to tear off her clothes in a great haste. Of the three friends, Deb had the most athletic hard body, a point that usually irritated her friend. Melony always made fun of her and often called her the cheerleader of the group. Deb had that Californian beach bimbo body and face which men loved. She often took advantage of that fact and wore clothing that highlighted her body, especially her ass, her best feature. It was only seconds before Deb was completely undressed and was again kneeling upon the hard wood floor her forehead against Dirk's feet. She was speaking rapidly while Dirk smiled and spoke infrequently. Melony moved even closer to the glass, amazed and excited at what she saw. She also envied her friends attractive body and her proximity to the handsome man seated before her. Dirk was again speaking firmly to her then to Leeza. Melony finally noticed the speaker below the window, and turned the knob. She looked up to see her friend crawling across the floor to the huge king sized bed with Leeza next to her. The voice startled her, "Time for your punishment little toy!" It sounded like Leeza had spoken right into her ear and not simply the sound coming out of the tiny speaker. Deb crawled up onto the middle of the bed and knelt perfectly with her shoulders against the covers and her knees spread. Melony marveled at the firm roundness of her friends ass, while her own was slowly loosing out to middle age. Leeza pulled the leather belt from about her waist, and Melony had a sinking suspicion what was about to happen. The English slave stood next to the bed and didn't waste any time before she swung about and hit the raised round bottom with the hard leather. The sound was very loud as Deb screamed out then said between tears, "One!" My god! Two, was right behind it. Melony felt her knees quivering at the sight. Dirk had not been crazy, she thought. Yet what she was watching was impossible in the world she had known. When Deb screamed out, "Twenty five!", Leeza stopped. She looked out of breath and a bit tired from the effort she put into the swings. Dirk finally spoke, calmly and almost quietly, "Deb disrobe Leeza." Slowly, gingerly, the housewife crawled off the bed and moved over to her tormentor. Whipping the tears from her cheeks with her hand, Deb never hesitated as she began to undo the buttons of Leeza's shirt. Melony felt the heated blood filter from her clitoris to the rest of her body. It was perhaps the most erotic image she had even been witness to. Even her imagination could not have contemplated such explicit sexuality. Deb moved quickly but gently as she finally pulled every stitch of clothing from the tiny woman. "Prepare her for me Leeza." It was spoken like Dirk was ordering supper, the way he ordered his slave to have lesbian intercourse with Deb. All the while he sat in his chair, watching and not moving, head balanced on one hand. As the two ladies pressed their lips together they moved in unison back to the bed, Melony moved her own hands down between her legs. She pressed her skirt up into her crotch as the two very attractive women openly fondled and touched the others body with unencumbered hands. It took very little time before Leeza's hand was between the two firm bodies and it was obvious to the voyeur that at least one finger was inside her friend. Deb began to rock against that hand, while moaning loudly through the speaker. Melony pulled up the hem of her skirt, thankful she had not worn panties and that the nylons she wore were stockings, as her hand moved to her uncovered bush. Deb wrapped her muscular legs up and around Leeza's waist making it easier for the younger woman to reach around with a free hand and press another digit between those round abused globes. Deb screamed out in pleasure and Melony knew another finger had entered her taunt body, this time in her friend's anus. It was like fantasy suddenly overtaking reality. Yet, it was more sensual, more erotically charged than any fantasy that Melony had ever enjoyed. Deb was panting and wiggling beneath the smaller woman violently, frantically agitating herself upon the spearing fingers. The housewife's loud breathing and gasps reverberated the tiny speaker. While Melony's own breathing became labored and echoed that of her friends. Leeza pulled away from the athletic body and reached over to grasp something on a small table. The voyeur could just make out a large white phallus and another shiver of delight ran through her. The tiny slave pulled herself from the strong muscular legs and easily moved above the housewife. The English woman straddled Deb's head with her tiny thighs and lowered her crotch right into the open mouth. Then she bent forward, laying upon the taunt skin of the woman beneath her and moved the phallus towards the junction of her legs. Melony could see perfectly as the nine inch dildo was slowly inserted into the very excited and wet erotic folds. She was doubly amazed at the sight of her long time friend hungrily lapping up the crotch above her. The woman wondered how she was ever going to sit across from her friend again without thinking of this moment. The sight would fill her fantasies for years to come, and for the first time those fantasies would include another woman. As two of her own fingers slide into the super sensitive vagina Melony forced the moving digits to the white phallus being plunged into her friends clenching sex. She could not decide which excited her more, the fake cock fucking her friend or Deb's tongue between the legs of the woman above her. Just when Deb's frantic moving and muffled gasps preceded an explosion, Leeza suddenly pulled the phallus from the housewife's sex. "Now now, deary. You must save that for the master!" She forced her bottom roughly down upon the woman's face. "Make me cum then you can have the master." Melony saw Dirk's amusement at his slaves words and slowed her own hands to await the rest of the show. Leeza sat up, using her hands upon the firm stomach to balance herself. She began to rotate her bottom about Deb's face with a earnest speed. Deb, obviously eager to breath while continuing to enjoy the tiny slave, reached around and pulled the small round buttocks apart. "That's it deary, play with `me bum!" Deb caught the reference and moved her tongue upwards into the crack of the tiny buttocks. Melony was again amazed when she saw her friends tongue speared itself into the tiny dark aperture, never before considering that part of the feminine anatomy as anything but unclean. She moved her free hand around her waist and aimed one of her own fingers into her anus. It was a foreign feeling, but surprisingly enjoyable. She unconsciously began to move the finger behind her in time to her friends exploring tongue. It moved in more of a tiny rotating motion that that of the spearing pumping tongue. Leeza was gasping and her body broke out in a shiny sweat as her own enjoyment was fast approaching. It seemed like the entry into her ass was a catalyst to the projected explosion. Melony gasped out emphasizing the English slave's own earthy noises. Then she noticed Dirk stand and begin to disrobe, while the two ladies did not notice. Melony pulled her hands from her body and placed them against the window. When his half-hard cock appeared she placed her forehead against the glass and moved one hand to her mouth. She licked and sucked her own vaginal juices from her fingers as Dirk slowly stroked his huge cock. It looked even larger at a closer proximity, and wondered if it could fit into her friends body. The groans turned to squeals and Leeza was suddenly orgasming upon Deb's mouth. She squealed and whined loudly while clenching her body and arching her back. It was an exciting sight but Melony only half noticed, so enthralled in the huge manhood that was displayed. Soon after the feminine explosion began to dissipate, Dirk moved forward and pushed Leeza off Deb. The housewife's eyes looked surprised at first then drank in the pleasurable sight of his cock. "So you want to be a slave?" Deb moved her legs wider and wiggled her hips down to the lower edge of the bed, closer to that manhood she so desired. "God yes. I need you!" He continued to stroke his cock and began to harden before the sight of the naked hard body. "What are you willing to give up for that pleasure?" That seemed to cause her to pause, then she answered most earnestly, "Every! Everything and anything for you." What about her handsome and great kids, thought Melony. "What are you willing to do to be a slave?" "Anything you wish!" No one would doubt her with that sound of desperation in her voice. Melony had never known such sexual excitement that could render her mindless to anything but pleasure, present and future. She also realized she was jealous at Deb because of what she was doing. "Come here." She quickly rolled onto her knees and crawled up to the edge of the bed, kneeling before her future master. "How will you prove your submission right now?" With a pleased and almost girlish voice, "I will suck you off until you cum so many times..." "Not enough!" Deb frowned. It was Leeza, forgotten for the last few moments that spoke up from the shadows across the room, "In her ass master!" Dirk smiled and Deb looked horrified. Melony could understand why, his cock was huge and she would be surprised to see it inside of Deb's cunt let alone inside her ass. "Well Deb?" She looked down at the large cock and her bubbly smile was gone and she nodded slowly. "Have you ever had a cock in your ass?" Deb nodded affirmatively. Dirk placed a finger under her chin to lift her eyes to his. His eyebrows raised, as if asking a question. "My husband sometimes likes to put it in my bum." Melony felt a bit dirty, hearing this husband and wife secret. But her own bottom twitched, and wondered what it would be like to have a man inside her rectum. Before today, she would never have even considered it. Her reserved husband obviously had not thought of it either. Up to this point, Melony had wanted to be in Deb's place, begging to be a slave to that huge cock. Now, with the prospects of its entry into her bottom, she was not so sure. In fact the idea scared her. It was like that monster cock was contemplating entering her asshole, instead of her friend, and she felt her sphincter muscles tighten as a response. Dirk smiled maliciously and stepped back a few paces. "Good! I like the tightness of a woman's ass." Deb's eyes looked hugely at the hunk of meat between his legs then sighed in resignation before turning about. Her bottom was again raised and her beast feature highlighted by the sheen of perspiration, saliva, and female secretions. It was like the man was forcing her to wait for her own torture, and when the silence became deafening Deb pleaded, "Please master - fuck my ass!" Nothing. She reached around and parted those firm tanned globes giving all witnesses a perfect view. "Please! I want to give you pleasure." The loud laugh surprised both Melony and Deb. Dirk spoke brashly, "Come here woman, I'll not try that hole today." A weight seemed to lift from the room and Deb's bright face again showed a smile. "Climb up and wrap your sexy body around mine." Deb rushed to comply. So eager and relieved at not submitting to anal sex with a man who's cock could very well harm her. Melony saw as her friend jumped off the bed and stood on her toes to kiss her new masters lips. His hand came off his cock and grasped her round ass. She wiggled with delight under the strong touch. Then strong tanned leg came up and wrapped around Dirk's hips, her other foot was perched on her toe as he allowed her to pierce herself with him. The space between her strong thighs was in shadow but Melony saw the pleasure written in Deb's glazed eyes as the huge manhood entered her body. A moment later, she jumped up and wrapped the other leg about his waist and her arms around his neck. His hands helped her balance herself as she began to move frantically up and down. That cock, that huge phallus of Melony's dreams was pleasing her girlfriend. And she could not help but feel jealous and envious of her lucky friend. Deb was like an animal pounding her sex with that huge organ, bouncing rapidly up and down to please him as well as herself. Her own fingers moved in and out in time to those two fornicating neighbors, the pleasure seemed lacking compared to the enjoyment her friend obviously knew. The housewife missed the movements of the tiny English slave until she saw the naked woman approaching her friend from behind. Leeza wore a wide belt low down on her hips with a pale rubber cock attached to it. Melony could see the generous amount of lubricant applied to the top few inches and realized what she was about to witness. Deb only noticed the tiny slave when the inch wide tip of the fake cock pressed against her bottom hole. It was aimed for that tight orifice Deb had submitted earlier. Dirk suddenly held her against him, so she could not move while Leeza bite her bottom lip in concentration as the rubber cock slowly moved into shadow between Deb's round globes. Instead of the expected look of pain, Melony saw extreme pleasure upon her friends face. It was only seconds until she started to jerk her body up and down between those two cocks. Her moans of delight turned to screams of pleasure as another orgasm fast approached. That was approximately when her own orgasm tore through her body and her forehead bumped loudly into the window before her. She gasped and clenched her body as the waves of sexual electricity ran through her. Exhaustion soon followed and Melony reluctantly retreated back to her chair. The sounds coming loudly from the tiny speaker echoed about the tiny room as her middle- aged body exploded in sweat. Sitting by herself listening to the lustful sounds of pleasure and not able to see through the window, Melony wanted to be that woman. To kneel before Dirk and worship his cock. To feel his huge manhood inside her. To be manipulated into having a cock inside her ass. To lick another woman while her master watched. To her, nothing else could be compared to that pleasure, not her family or friends. She wiped her brow and wondered what Dirk really had in store for her. [Friday, May 5, 2108] The three of them had scheduled this `girls night out' weeks ago, yet Loni found herself alone at the restaurant. She had just hung up the remote phone, frowning at her friend Melony's excuse about "quality time with her family" something she usually took less than seriously. While Deb was simply a no show, and had been mysteriously absent in mind and body for several days. Loni sighed, greatly disappointed with her friends. Not once in the last decade had more they not been able to get together at least once a week. For Loni it enabled her to continue with, what she considered, her lowly life. For the tenth time the young waiter came and asked her if she wanted anything? A simple depressed nod was her answer. "Alone?" She knew that voice. It was! "Hello Loni. What is such a beautiful woman like you doing without an escort?" Dirk stood a mere foot from her, looking down into her eyes. Loni felt her mouth break out in a wide smile and realized this stranger did indeed make her feel attractive and desirable. "My friends stood me up. Have you been here long?" She was wondering if he had witnessed her obvious disappointment. "No I haven't. I just came in to see if the food here was good." His smile softened. "Perhaps we could sit together and you can tell me all the local gossip?" Loni involuntarily shivered at the invitation, and blurted out, "Of course. Please join me." What luck, she thought, meeting half way across town while she was alone and dressed up for the evening. Her disappointment had quickly turned to a teenage excitement. Dirk slide into the large booth, almost pressing his large thigh against the nylon covered thigh of the housewife. She noticed everything about the man, watched his slow purposeful movements and marveled at his air of masculinity. He did not need to announce himself as other men often did, his mere presence did that for him. The silence lasted for a few moments as Dirk looked over the menu and Loni simply stared at him. When the waiter again came Dirk ordered for the both of them. She glowed with pleasure as he reached over the table and took her hand in his. No words were spoken but he traced images on the back of her hand while their eyes searched the others. Loni felt every look and every touch of his finger between her legs, like no other person had ever done. Her heart beat quickly, feeling like it was pounding loudly enough for the next table to hear. "You look lovely this evening Loni." She was amazed when she felt the blood rush to her face in a blush, "Thank you." "I am a lucky man that your plans fell through." She heard the giggle escape from her lips and tried to bite her bottom lip to silence the immature sound. "Would you like wine, my dear?" She nodded. Dirk ordered a bottle from the steward. Trying to overcome her girlish pleasure, Loni asked, "I hope your not trying to get me drunk Dirk?" He smiled at the joke, "Would I have to?" It was a rhetorical question and both knew the answer. That moment, Loni felt angry at herself. For sitting here with her neighbor while her husband sat at home waiting for her to get home. It was the wrong thought, as she suddenly remembered the pawing she will probably have to undergo tonight as she lay in her marriage bed. Her anger changed and gave her strength and she forced her husband from her thoughts. She tried to change the subject, needing discourse to help control her random emotions. "Why are you here alone and not with some beautiful date?" One eyebrow rose, "I am here with a beautiful woman." His hand again grasped hers. "And I am hardly alone Loni." A new wave of shivering ran through her body. She felt attractive and desirable whenever this man looked upon her. It was almost an alien feeling, she thought sadly. The conversation turned to life in this town and all the mundane topics which anyone would expect from two neighbors meeting casually. Once, when Loni rose to go to the ladies room, she felt Dirk's eyes upon her body as if a physical touch. It made her knees weak. In the washroom, she looked into the mirror and wondered where her youth went and why Dirk found her attractive. Was he being truthful with her or was this all an act on his part, she wondered. Standing before the full length mirror, Loni shrugged off any doubts about herself and loosened the top two buttons of her dress. This showed her ample cleavage, and her best feature. She wanted Dirk to look upon her with pleasure, and knew many men enjoyed large firm breasts as she had. Sitting again at the table, he never even seemed to look down from her face and Loni felt surprisingly disappointed. Perhaps she had overestimated her physical prowess. She bent over twice trying to see if his attention would focus upon her upper chest, it didn't. Then the check arrived. Loni sat feeling old, like she had missed her final chance for pleasure that she would ever see. Then his large hand grasped her soft upper thigh beneath the table, even as the waiter came to retrieve the payment. His hand caused Loni to jerk in surprise and he started to pull away when both her hands moved quickly beneath the table and pressed his palm back upon her leg. Dirk never even looked at her as his hand openly fondled and toyed with her nylon covered thigh. Loni's body betrayed her and she sighed loudly before covering her lips comically with both hands. His hand moved higher, beneath her short black dress. It thrilled her, caused her to feel like a naughty teen when the tips of his fingers touched her covered crotch. It lasted only a second, but Loni knew her moistness was felt by those strong hard fingers, and that her panties and nylons were coated with her pleasure. The housewife felt a physical need for pleasure, for an orgasm. She tried to bring his hand back to her lap with both of his, but he was too strong. Then she wiggled next to him and whispered into his ear, "I'm yours Dirk. Please! I need you." He only smiled then stood and helped the bewildered woman from her seat. Almost in a dream Loni walked outside her arm encircled in his, and her body felt like collapsing. She wondered, again, if he was playing with her. Dirk accompanied Loni to the dark parking lot and to the door of her car. She turned and stood before him. Loni wondered if he was about to kiss her. Instead he asked, "In there", he nodded back towards the restaurant, "were you serious?" She again felt a blush come to her face as she nodded. "I wanted to treat you like a delicate flower, a lady. Is that not what you want?" Loni thought of his words and knew the desire to be treated as he said but also remembered the heat of her loins as she had the prospect of another relationship had been expected. Then she remembered a joke her husband used to use around his friends years ago and knew it would answer Dirks question. "I want to be treated like a lady in public, but like a desirable woman in private." She could not bring herself to say the blunt words she had heard her husband use years ago. He smiled softly at her then spoke firmly, "Take your panties and underwear off Loni." It was both and order and admission to her feelings. She looked nervously about and saw no one but felt embarrassment. "Here?!" "Here!" What else could she do? Loni reached under her short dress and hooked both thumbs into the waistband of her undergarments and pushed them down past her hips. When the chill of the evening air licked at her hot wet sex, her body almost collapsed as a violent shiver ran through her. Dirk reached out to steady her while she stepped out of her shoes then back into them a sheer panties and nylons were now bunched up in her left hand. "Drop them." She did, right into a small greasy puddle. Then she looked up into his eyes feeling the need for another command. "Open the front of your dress - show me if your breasts are as beautiful as they appear?" A thrill ran down her spine, knowing that he had noticed her bosoms at supper. That her best feature did indeed turn on this man. She unbuttoned the top of her dress to her navel and pulled her garment to either side of her bountiful chest. Without more commands, she reached in and unhooked the center clasp to allow her pale breast to feel the tickle of the night air. Her wide pink nipples hardened considerably and his eyes drank in her form. "As I said before Loni, you are a very beautiful woman." She smiled into his face, knowing he only saw her uncovered nakedness. Not since her teen years had she acted so brazen so wanton. Before marrying, Loni had been very popular in high school. Much of her social success was due to her large breasts on her small frame. All the boys wanted to ask her out, all the girls wanted to have her chest. When Loni discovered the boys only wanted to enjoy her body, she also realized she enjoyed the attention. She slept with several different boys in school and with more than one girl, as she received the pleasure that she craved. That all seemed to change when she met and married her husband. Now, Dirk seemed to bring all that physical pleasure back with the addition of treating her like a woman. Especially since, Dirk was no teenager, but a man who obviously knew what he wanted. His hand again reached between their two bodies and she felt his finger tips expertly reach up and touch her kinky hair. She fell back against her car when his finger slide between her folds and tickled her excited enlarged clitoris. She was thankful the parking lot was deserted as her groan of pleasure echoed in the darkness of the silent night. Dirk's face came down and his mouth engulfed one wide nipple. Loni became lost in her excitement, her body responded to every touch of her neighbors' and she only remotely realized everything that happened those next long moments. Her mind seemed to watch the two of them like it was someone else experiencing the pleasure of an exhibitionist encounter. Two fingers simulated a cock and frigged her vagina while his mouth and free hand fondled and enjoyed her full breasts. Then she barely realized when he pressed her against her own car and lifted her legs about his waist. The one thing she would not ever forget is the first kiss of that huge cock as it entered for the first time her overheated sex. For so many years, sex had not been enjoyable to the tiny mother and wife, her husband giving little or no thought to her pleasure as he grunted and squirted inside her. Now, her mind was on a different plateau as her overheated body again felt the pleasure of a mans attentions. It was another woman's scream of pleasure she heard, yet it sounded like hers. It was someone else's dress that tore, yet it looked like hers. Loni felt wave after wave of enjoyment as her orgasms flowed through her. It was like no other pleasure she had ever experienced, nor could she ever think of returned to the life she had led these last few years. Consciousness slowly returned. Loni finally opened her eyes and saw those of her neighbor. She wonder if she felt love or lust at that moment, and concluded it had to be lust. His penis pulled from her hot clasp and she never even got to see it before Dirk again buttoned his trousers. He held her up, as her body could not be controlled, nor would it for some time. As her awareness returned, she saw the couple standing over by a distant car. They had been watching. The youngish woman stood before the woman pushing her bottom against the young man. Loni realized they were fucking. Not as brazen as she had just finished, yet it now appeared obvious what they were doing. A part of that teenager awakened in Loni and she smiled at the woman, sharing a feminine look. A look only two ladies that had just shared an orgasm would know. Dirk opened the door to her car and gently helped her in. "Where are we going darling?" He moved in next to her, in the drivers seat. She realized her body was all but uncovered, and she smiled wickedly at the knowledge that it excited her. "I'm taking you home." This surprised her and she was about to speak up in protest when he brought his hand to the back of her head and pulled her lips to his. They kissed long and hard, both tongues dueling with the other. Dirk broke it off, and nodded out the window as he started the car, "We had an audience. " Thinking he meant the young couple, now long gone, that she had seen, Loni giggled girlishly. No longer caring how she sounded. "I know." "No." He kissed her once again then turned her face in the other direction. "There!" Only a dozen meters away was a clean new car, and seated behind the wheel was Melony. Loni gasped in surprised horror and pulled the edges of her torn dress over her exposed breasts. The temptress that had fucked Dirk was gone, the mother and friend was back and she felt her timidness return. Melony's eyes looked into hers, and Loni was shocked to see a familiar glaze in them. Then she noticed the movement of one arm, the lower portion of her body hidden behind the dash. It occurred to the housewife what her friend was doing about the same time Dirk started up the car and maneuvered his way out of the parking lot. Continued in part 4... _____________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 5