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Part of my job has me on the road for at least one week out of each month. I am high enough up the corporate ladder, that I have a lot of leeway. My bosses know as long as the orders come in, then I am doing my job. The story starts one day when I was out to lunch. I stopped in a small strip mall to pick up a couple of small things, when I noticed a familiar face. I did not know her name, but I knew she worked for us. She was walking around, and I noticed her skirt was very, very short. I stayed behind her, and when she went up the escalator, I leaned over a bit, and saw she had no panties on. I stayed out of her sight, but did see her sitting by a fountain, and when some young boys went by, she had her legs spread out. I saw the boys look and grin, so I knew she was flashing them. Back at the office, I noticed her that afternoon. Her skirt was now longer, so I guessed she had rolled it up some at noon. A couple of days later, I had some time at noon, and I wandered over to the mall again, wondering and maybe hoping I would see her again. I was about ready to go back to work, when I saw her walking along the mall. Again, her skirt was very, very short. I stayed out of her sight, and watched. Again I saw her flash some young guys. It was a few days later. My secretary was leaving for another job, and I had three applications to look at. Two of the three were from girls who already worked for the company. I did not recogonize any of the names. On Friday I interviewed two of the girls. One was from outside the company, and the other was from inside. Neither one stood out very much. Both were pretty, but other than that, their resumes were pretty much run of the mill. I was in early on Monday, and was busy working away, when my secretary buzzed me. She said, "Your nine o'clock is here." I remembered I had the third interview that morning. I straightened up my desk a bit and pulled her file. Then I got up, and went over to the door. Imagine my surprise, when I saw the flasher sitting there, waiting for an interview. I invited her into my office and quickly sat down. I scanned her resume. Marcia DeLaney, age twenty four. She seemed to have all the qualifications. Then a couple of things stood out, honor student throughout all her schooling. Award winner, this woman had brains. I asked her all the standard questions, and she seemed very relaxed with it all. So once the formal interview was over, I said, "Truthfully I am quite impressed. What have you heard about this job?" She smiled and said, "Well, first of all, it is more money, which is important. It also would get me out of the steno pool, and hopefully I would be able to work up. And just as important, well not quite as important as the extra money, the word around here it that you are very fair to work for, and an understanding boss." I smiled, and said, "That is always nice to know, people think that way about me. You think it is just rumour, or something to it?" This time she smiled more and said, "I know there is something to it. Carol has told me a lot about you." Carol was my secretary who was leaving. I had helped her through a very messy divorce, and was kind to her. The word must have gotten around. I said, to her, "Hopefully we can be friends." She smiled and said, "On that note, I would like you to know, that I really want this job. My husband is just getting started, and we can use the money." I looked at her. She was about five foot six, and very shapely. Not a real big bust, but she was maybe a B cup. Probably a thirty five or thirty six. Shapely legs and a nicely curved behind. She noticed me looking her over, and did not seem to mind. I said, "Well, on that note, I guess I will give you the job. Carol is done on Wednesday, so I expect you to take over on Thursday morning. I will clear it with personnel." She just said, "Thank you." I could see she was very happy. I decided to talk to her in a few days time. Thursday I was at the mall, and sure enough Marcia showed up. First she walked into the wash room, and soon reappeared with her skirt much, much shorter. I did not follow her, I knew what I needed to know. Friday morning I called her into my office. I said, to her, "Close the door." She did, but she looked suspicious, like the tone of my voice had warned her. She sat down and quickly said, "Yes." I said, "I would like you to consider me your friend, and I hope you will be able to confide in me." She just looked at me and nodded "I think I can do that. That is the one thing that Carol told me. You do not repeat stories." I then said, to her, "In that case, I want you to know, that I am aware of your noontime activities at the mall." She just looked very shocked, but did not say a word. I said, softly, "My concern is of course for you. If you happen to get caught, or reported, it could have serious repercussions on both your marriage and your job. I am of course assuming your husband is unaware of this." She looked down at her hands folded in her lap and slowly shook her head. She glanced at me and softly said, "No, Danny, my husband does not know. No one does, except you, somehow. I do have a problem with this. It is like I have this need." She suddenly stopped and looked directly at me. She said very, very softly "You won't tell?" I just said, "You can trust me Marcia." "Marcy." She said, then continued "I have always been something of an exhibitionist. It started when I was sixteen, and has just sort of gotten worse. I should take counselling, but I don't really want to. I don't want to endanger my job or my marriage, but then at times, I just have to do it." I said softly "What do you want to do, I will help if I can." She looked at me and just kind of shrugged "I'm not sure." was all she said. I said, "Think about it over the weekend. O.K. Then we can talk again if you want. I just don't want to see you get hurt." She said, "Thank you, I will do that. I am glad you seem to care." I just said, "Not seem, Marcy, I do care." I really did not think of her on the weekend. I had a lot to do, and suddenly it was Monday morning. I knew I was only in town until Tuesday night, then it was three days in L.A. When I got to the office Marcy was there, working away. I got right to work and before I noticed, at was coffee break, and Marcy was in the doorway, with a cup of coffee for me. She came in and sat it on my desk. I motioned for her to have a seat, and asked softly "So, want to talk?" She blushed slightly but nodded her head. She got up and closed the door. Then she returned to her seat. She looked at me and said, "You are right, I do have a problem. I don't want to risk my job, or my marriage, but then again, I do not want to stop what I am doing." I nodded and said, "So, do you have a solution?" She just shook her head. Then I asked "Do you want help with a solution?" She looked at me and guardedly said, "Who?" I shrugged and said, "Me, I guess." She looked at me, interested, but cautious. "You are going to want to get into my pants, right?" I shook my head, and said, "It is a tempting thought, but no, that was not my plan. If it was to happen, well I'm a man, right?" She still looked at me, and then said, "I'll listen." I said, "Let me explain. Don't interrupt me. Just nod when you agree, and shake your head if you disagree. But I am not discussing this right now. Understand?" She nodded. I said, "You really like doing it right?" Nod. "Don't plan on stopping, until you are caught?" A pause, but then a nod. "Don't want to get caught." Nod. "Any plans?" This time a shake. "Want to do it, where it is safe?" Nod. "Out of town, where no one will recoginize you?" A pause, wheels spinning, then a nod. "Want someone to keep an eye on you to keep you safe?" Again the pause, but then a nod. "Want to go to L.A. on Wednesday, and flash all you want for three days?" Here she stopped and said softly "I would like that, but what?" "Then just nod." I said. She nodded. "I can take you with me, business. You can flash whenever, whoever you want. I won't touch you. Unless you ask me to. Interested?" She nodded. "Will you flash me, if I ask you to?" She smiled and nodded. "Will you do as I tell you?" Again the coy little smile and she nodded. I looked at her knees and said, "Start now." She smiled that coy little smile again, and slid to the edge of her chair. her knees came up a bit, as she raised her feet to her toes. Slowly her knees came apart. She opened her legs, and I could see the outline of her panties. Not a real clear shot, but nice. I said, "That's fine for now. Must remember there are windows to this office." Then I stood up, and said, "Fine then, you have my schedule. Book yourself a seat, and a room. I will make the other arrangements, i.e permission." She stood and looked me right in the eye, and asked "Why?" I said to her, "I was married a few years ago. We ended up getting divorced. All I asked her to do was dress more sexy, and flash me, her husband when it was safe. She thought I was a pervert, and eventually we parted." She was looking at me, so I added, "Maybe letting you do it, and letting me keep a eye on you is living out my fantasy, maybe." She laughed softly, and said, "We can always stop." I just looked at her, and said, "I'm not so sure." She nodded and went back to work. The rest of the day went quickly. Tuesday at noon time she went out. I talked to my boss, and told him I wanted to take my secretary with me on the trip. She could do contracts on a lap top and generally save time. As he was hoping I would land a big contract, there was no argument. At break time in the afternoon, Marcy came in. I said to her "You know the times, you need a drive or anything?" She just looked down and said, "No, I will meet you there. Do you have anything to tell me." I looked at her and then said, softly "Bring lots of sexy clothes, buttons that can be undone, you know." She looked at me and smiled saying "I know." Wednesday morning I was at the airport an hour before flight time. I always liked to be early with time to waste. Marcy showed up with a half hour to spare. I assisted her with getting her luggage checked. She had on a short skirt, with nylons. Her heels were not real high, but they were heels. She had on a button up blouse, and a blazer over that. I leaned close and asked "Bra?" She nodded, then looked at me. I shrugged and said, "I would lose it, and maybe any other undergarments." She just stood there looking at me, then her look softened, and she gave her little coy smile. "I have to powder my nose." She said. She was soon back, and smiled. We had a seat in the lounge, and had a drink of juice. Marcy took a sip and said to me "Something tells me you are going to dream up some things for me this weekend. You have me feeling a little wicked already." We were in a booth, and I said to her, "So, the panties go also?" She quickly nodded, and then raised her dress a bit. I thought she was going to show me, but she was just showing me she had garters on. I almost blushed myself. Marcy looked at me, then she laughed softly. "I know what you were thinking." she said with a teasing voice. I just looked at her. "You thought I was going to prove it." She still had a teasing tone to her voice. I just looked at her and said, "What if I told you to prove it?" She just laughed softly and said, "See." She opened her purse, and showed me a black lacy bra, with a matching pair of panties. Then she laughed softly and said, "No problem. I told you I would do as you ask." I said, "I may hold you to that." At the same time she was saying "I'm not sure I meant that." We both laughed at that. We were soon on the plane. The plane was about full, when we lifted off. I noticed a couple of good looking stewardesses. Once we were in the air, Marcy took off her blazer, and looking at me said "No orders yet?" I said to her "Actually, you should undo a few buttons. I want to see at least half a breast." She looked at me, and then slowly looking around her and seeing no one looking, she undid a button, then another. This showed a bit, but I nudged her and said "One more." She quickly undid a third button, Now she looked real sexy. She looked at me and said, "So, that enough?" I nodded and said, "Perfect" then added "You ever flash another woman?" She looked at me and said, quickly "No." I said softly "When that blonde stew comes by, lean over like you are telling me something. Make sure she has a view." Marcy looked at me like I was nuts. I softly said, "It does not matter who you tease, some women get as turned on as a man. What does it matter to you?" She just smiled and said, "OK, OK, I just never thought about it." We sat there, and when the blonde stew came by, she stopped and asked "Everything all right here?" I nodded and said fine, as I did Marcy kind of hugged up to me and said, "Yes, fine." The stews eyes looked at her, then looked again. Then she looked away. I saw just a hint of color in her cheeks. Marcy said as soon as she was gone."Jesus, my tit almost fell out." I laughed at her. Then she laughed. I noticed that stew came by quite often. I mentioned it to Marcy, but she did not seem to notice. Next time I saw that stew comimng our way, I said to Marcy "I am going to the can. If she comes by, and stops, don't be scared to let her see as much as you dare." I got up and left before she could reply. When I got down the aisle a ways, I glanced back, the stew had stopped and was talking to Marcy. I went in the can, and closed the door. I waited for five minutes, then slowly went back to my seat. the stew was still there talking to Marcy. She was standing up pretty straight, and Marcy was lind of leaning over some, and looking up. When the stew saw me coming, she quickly moved on. I sat down and Marcy quickly squeezed my arm. "Jesus." She said, "She stayed here all the time you were gone." "Tell me." I said. Marcy looked at me, then smiled and said, "It was your idea. So, you left, and she came right over, and asked if she could get me anything. All I could think of was what you said. So I just asked her a couple of general questions, like how much longer, and that sort of thing. I think she knew right away, that I would show her more. Because at first she kind of leaned over as she was talking. I knew she was looking down my blouse, so I leaned a bit too. I knew she was looking at my tits, and I wanted her to." I smiled and said, "So, you liked it." Marcy just nodded, and whispered, "Did I ever. I'm pretty sure she could see my nipple there at one time. She was staring right at them when she talked to me. She was pretty open about looking." I said to her, "So, get you going a bit." Marcy just winked and said, "I feel a little moisture." We sat for a bit, I even dozed some. About half an hour later, I said to Marcy. "She should be making rounds again pretty soon. Want me to disappear again." Marcy just said, "If you want." I said, "No, it's what you want. So give me an answer." She looked at me and then said, "Sorry, I'm new at this. Yes, I would like to do it again." I smiled and said, "I'll soon have you looking for every opportunity." I saw the stew, starting to make her way around. I said to Marcy, "Think about showing her some leg. At least the garter, even a little more if you feel like it." Once the stew got close, I made like I was going to the can again. This time I waited a little longer. I would have given her even longer, but there was a knock. So I quickly exited. I made my way back. The stew was just leaving, as another seat had called to her. I got back to my seat. Marcy actually was a little flushed. She looked radiant. I smiled at her and said, "You look so beautiful." I think that threw her for a bit. I sat down and she just leaned close, and said, "I did it." I winked at her. She leaned close, and put her head on my shoulder. She whispered "I'm so turned on. I let her see my pussy." I decided to let her cool down some. So I said, "Maybe save that for a bit." Marcy just nodded. Soon we landed in L.A. As we were getting off the plane, I saw the stew lean close to Marcy and say something. She also gave her something, as I saw Marcy put something in her pocket. We took a cab into L.A. and checked into the hotel. We had rooms side by side. We freshened up and then met in the lobby, to go to dinner. We found a little restaurant and ordered. I was having a beer, and Marcy a cocktail. She reached in her pocket, and took out a small card. It was a little menu card. On back was written "Lynn, and a phone number." Marcy passed it to me, and said, "Want a threesome with her?" I looked it over, and then at her. She said, "As we were getting off the plane, she passed me that, and said she does threesomes." I looked at her, and said, "Interested?" Marcy actually blushed, then said, "No, not right now. But it's something to think about though." We had a meeting that afternoon with a customer. I took her with me, and as the customer and I agreed to quantity and price, I had her load it in a laptop. Once we were done, we returned to the Hotel. Marcy got to work and using the data we had from the afternoon, she did up a contract. I then went to my room, and showered and got ready to go out to supper. I had told Marcy to wear something sexy. I gave her an hour, then knocked lightly on her door. She opened it, and let me in. She had on a very short skirt, which showed her long, beautiful legs. With it she had a Light coloured blouse, that was silky and smooth. The little bumps showing, told me she did not have a bra on. She put on her heels, and was ready to go. We caught a cab, and went to a restaurant I know. We got a table along one side, and at least three tables had a pretty good view of us. Marcy sat down, as I held her chair, and you could see the top border of her nylons. A lot of leg was showing. I sat down, and we both ordered a drink. I sort of kept an eye on the tables that would have a good look at her. Marcy Looked at me and said, "My skirt is a little high already, but if you want me to do anything let me know." I just said, "I will." I noticed the meal waiter was a young man, probably aged about nineteen or twenty. I said to Marcy "I think it would be nice if the waiter could see some breast." She slowly and carefully undid a couple of buttons, then looked at me and said, "I suppose you think I should undo another one." I nodded, but added "What do you think, can he see enough like that?" She just shook her head, and carefully undid another. Her blouse was parted enough that you could see about a third of each breast. "So, what do you think of your first day so far?" I asked her. She smiled sweetly and said, "I have enjoyed myself. I feel safe with you, and feel like I can trust you, so it is nice having you look after me." I said, "This week will be a little tame, wait until the following week. We are going to Seattle, and I know a little spot, where we will have some fun." She just smiled. I noticed the waiter coming. He came up to the table, and took our orders. He must have had practice, because he had no problem writing on his pad, with his eyes on Marcy's chest. When he was gone, I noticed a couple of older men sitting in one of the viewing tables. They both were well dressed and I would say they both were in their fifties. They quickly noticed Marcy, and took in the view without being obvious. Marcy did not see them right off. She said, "What did the waiter do? I was afraid to look at him." I said, "He can write, without looking, he eyed you all the time." She smiled. I said, to her "There are now a couple of older men at the table over there. They have noticed you already. Don't look at them, but keep in mind that they can see you. So if the opportunity comes, don't be scared to show them a little more." She smiled again and whispered "I love this." The waiter returned with our order, and I noticed he stood closer to Marcy. He was very professional and served us well. He also had a couple good looks at Marcy. Once she turned to look over her shoulder, and I had a glimpse of her nipple. I knew the waiter saw it also. He left and we started our meal. She said, "I think he could see my nipple." I said, "I could, so I am sure he could." She then added, "I have sort of wiggled my dress up some. They can see I have a garter belt on. I have maybe an inch above my nylons showing." "They have noticed" I told her. She concentrated on eating. and so did I. She had her purse on the floor by her chair. She smiled at me a few times during our meal. The mean itself was excellent, and we enjoyed it. When we were done, the waiter soon appeared. When he got to the table, Marcy leaned over and got her purse. Her blouse dropped down when she leaned over, and I knew the waiter could see everything down to her navel. He asked if we wanted dessert. I passed, but Marcy said, "I want something with cream. Do you have any cream pie?" He just said, "Coconut cream." She ordered a piece, then looked at me and said, "I have to powder my nose." She left. The waiter said, "Anything for you Sir?" I politely declined. Marcy soon returned. She slowly, almost slid onto her chair as she sat down. She smiled and said, "So, did he get a good view?" I nodded and said, "He knows what your nipples and your navel look like." The waiter returned with Marcy's pie. She took a bite, and let some of the cream run down her chin. She took a finger and caught the gob of cream on it. She very slowly put her finger in her mouth and licked the cream off. When she was done, she sort of shifted in her seat some. I was watching the two older gentlemen out of the corner of my eye. They were watching everything. Marcy then reached down, and tugged her dress down some. I looked at her. She just smiled and said, "They just saw my bare pussy, so time to act more careful." A little later the two men got up to leave. As they walked by our table, one of them stopped and he leaned over and said softly "Lovely, just lovely, Thank you." Marcy just beamed. We returned to the hotel. She asked me "You going right to bed?" I shrugged and she said, "Want a drink with me, I did not tell you about the stewardess?" I nodded. We went into her room, and she sat on the edge of the bed. I made her a drink, and opened a beer for myself. I sat in the side chair. At my angle, if she opened her legs, I would get a beaver shot. She waited until I was settled then said, "You were there, when she came by that one time, and my tit almost fell out. I know she saw my nipple. I was not sure, about flashing another woman, but it seems like you know what to do." I smiled. She went on, "Truthfully, I never would have thought of flashing another woman. But once you got me to do it, it turned me on. So when you went away the second time, she came right over. She did not make any pretense, she leaned right over and asked if she could get me anything. I leaned right over too, and let her see my tits. From her angle, I knew she could see both of them plainly. She was very forward, and really stared at them. She even licked her lips seductively. I slid around a bit on the seat, and let my skirt slid up. It was just short of my pussy." I was watching her, her face was a little flushed. She said, "I was debating, if I should show it to her. I could feel myself getting wet. I could almost feel myself swelling down there. I did not have to decide. She actually asked me. She just whispered to me Please show it to me. I did, I let me skirt ride right up, and I was completely bare for her." She took a breath and added "She was going to touch it. She leaned right over, and she was reaching for it. She was going to touch my cunt. Jesus, I wanted her to. I was so turned on, I wanted another woman to touch me. Then someone called her. God, was that a downer. It was like she had to tear herself away. Then you came back. I covered up some, but I really wanted to ask you to touch it. I know, just one small touch, and I would have cum." I was smiling at her. She looked at me and said, "The restaurant was fun too. It turned me on. But not like on the plane. I think it was just because that was new, and she did not hide what she wanted. If we ever get another chance like that, I want to really have fun." I looked at her and asked "Like what." She just looked at me and said, "I'm not sure, but I would like to really play on that idea. I'm not sure how far I would want to go. It's like the stewardess, Lynn. If there had been an opportunity for our threesome right then, I would have done it. But when I think of it now, it's not like I would say no, I just don't know what I would say." I nodded and said, "I hope I'm not getting you in too deep." Marcy smiled and said, "No, no, not at all. I love having you to guide me. Remember this is safer for me, and I am having fun. God knows I am turned on right now." I looked at her and softly said, "Show me." Her legs slowly opened, and I could see her bare cunt. "Show me." I repeated. Marcy slowly reached down and took her finger and ran it the lenght of her slit. She held it up. Her finger glistened with her juice in the light of the room. I just said, "Hold it right there." I got up and took her hand and moved her finger to my mouth. I opened and put her finger in my mouth. Her juice tasted sweet. As soon as I did it, I stopped and said, "Good night." I quickly left and went back to my room, but as I closed the door, I am sure I heard her say "Shit." I did take it in hand when I got back to my room. Thinking of hot and bothered little Marcy gave me a real good cum. I did not dwell on it, but I imagined her doing the same. The next day was going to be busy. I met Marcy for breakfast at the hotel. She was dressed in a nice business suit. Once we were seated, she looked at me, but she only smiled. A little later she looked at me again and said, "It almost feels weird to have underwear on." I laughed and said, "Business before pleasure." Once the ice was broken, she seemed to relax. She looked at me and said, "You know I wanted you last night, don't you?" I nodded and said, "I thought maybe that was the case." "So?" was all she said. "Marcy, if you remember when I first suggested this, I told you I would not touch you, unless you asked me to." I told her. She looked down at her plate and said softly "Yes, I remember. You mean I have to ask?" I just looked at her. She said, "So, I am asking. I want you to touch me, I want you to make love to me. There, now next time, just do it, O.K." I nodded and said, "Last night was rough on me too, but yes, no more asking, just doing." She laughed and said, "I masturbated twice, how about you?" "Just once." I replied. "Think of me?" She asked. I nodded and asked "You?" She laughed lightly and said, "Yes, I thought of you, and that girl on the plane. Just you the first time, but the three of us the second time." We delivered the contract from the day before and got a signed copy for ourselves. Then it was off to a couple more places. Marcy would enter the data into the laptop, and then we would be off again. We had three sales done by noon. We stopped for dinner at a small restaurant. I said to her "I should start up as an independent. I could do this and make good money." She looked at me and said, "If you do, can I work for you?" I smiled and said, "We're a team now." The afternoon brought in two more sales. We knocked off a little early, and Marcy did up the contracts. One outfit was in a big hurry. I told Marcy "We will get that one signed first thing in the morning, and then fax it off, that way they can ship right away." About five she was done. She knocked on my door, then came in. I was laying back watching TV. "So, what about supper?" She asked. I smiled and said, "I thought we might go out a little later, and then to a small club. I know one that is not too rough, and a sexy little thing like you can flash to your hearts content." She smiled and came over and got on the bed. She just moved over enough that our hips were touching. She said, "So, what time?" I said, "An hour or so." She just said, "I want you to tell me what you want me to wear tonight." I said, "Can do." She just curled up some and dozed off. I let her sleep, and watched the news. She maybe slept there for about an hour. Finally I gave her a little nudge. She got up and went over to her place saying "Come over in half an hour or so." I showered and got dressed. I wore a dress shirt and a pair of slacks. No tie tonight. I went over and Marcy was freshly showered, and doing her makeup in the mirror. She said, "There's three outfits there, take your pick." I looked them over. There was a wrap around skirt, one with buttons down the front, and the third one which caught my eye. It was short, but had a slit up one side, that ran pretty high. I was deep in thought. She said, "You pick one yet?" "I kind of like the one with the slit." I told her. She laughed and said, "I would have guessed that. If I do any walking, people will know I have a garter belt on." "Cool." I said. Then she said, "I like the powder blue blouse with it." The blouse was frilly, and of course had buttons up the front." She then said, "It's a bit tight on me, so shows better." I nodded and said, "That was easy." I went to leave, and she said, "You don't have to go." I sat down. She was demure. She put her nylons and garter belt on, sort of with her back to me. She had on a short robe, so I could see her slide the nylons up her legs, but not see up higher. She was soon ready. I had a fairly erotic show, without actually seeing anything. We stopped at a restaurant for supper. We had a good meal, and I let her stay buttoned up. The waiter could see from the slit in her skirt that she had a garter belt on, but other than that we were saving things. We were done supper and about ready to leave, when she said, "Last night, you licked my finger, you know, after I touched myself. Can I assume, that is something you like to do, I mean do you, do you like to, do you want to, I mean do you do that." I let her stumble on. I did not say anything until we were on our way out the door. I leaned over and whispered in her ear "Yes, Marcy, I love to eat cunt." She looked at me quickly and smiled. We went to a small club I knew about. I had been in there a few times on trips. I did not know many people, just John, the bartender. John was not on, but I knew it was early. We found a table along one wall. It was rather hidden, but a couple of tables had a pretty good view, and a couple of seats at one end of the bar could see pretty good. Anyone looking closely could make out the top of her nylon. She asked "Do you dance?' I said, "Yes." The crowd was not real heavy, as this was a week night. We both had a couple of drinks, and a small band started to play. Marcy had already undone two buttons on her blouse, and a nice amount of clevage was showing. We had a few dances. She looked real sexy shaking her body to the music. If anyone was watching her hips move, it would soon be obvious that she had on a garter belt, as the slit would open and let her leg show. The strap of her garter would show plainly. Her tight blouse emphazied her chest, and her braless tits bounced nicely. All together she was putting on a very sexy show, but nothing too bad. During a break I noticed John the bartender that I knew was now working. John and I had a few discussions over the years, and were friends. I went to the bar to get us drinks. I stopped and talked to John for a moment. "That's a hottie, with you." He said. "A friend." I told him. "A real looker." He said, adding "Good friend?" I nodded, then I said "She likes to show off a bit though, just in fun." John nodded and said, "She can show me anything she likes." "I'll send her for drinks." I said, then added "If she has three buttons undone on her blouse, ask her if she will show you her tits." John just looked at me. "Just do it." I said. He said, "OK, if you say so." Marcy and I danced a little more. We were sitting one out, and I said to her "If you undo one more button, you think your tits will stay in your blouse when we dance?" She looked at me and said, "I think so, but I would not bet the farm on it." I said, "Your choice." She rather carefully undid the third buton. During the next dance, she was moving to the music. I was watching her chest. A couple times I thought they might spill out, but they did not. I did notice a few other men watching and hoping also. We were soon ready for another drink. I gave her a twenty dollar bill and said, "You get them this time." She looked at me. I said, "The dark guy on the bar is named John. I know him, and if he asks you to show him your tits, I want you to do it." She just looked at me. It was like she was thinking. Then she said, "You really know him." I said, "Pretty good friends." She just nodded and took the twenty and went to the bar. She waited until John was free, then I saw her order the drinks. John was looking at her blouse. John got the drinks and when he passed them to her, I saw him say something to her. Marcy just stood there for a minute, then I saw her hands move in front of her, and soon she opened the sides of her blouse. She held it like that so only John could see. She stood there with it open for a few moments. It was not real long, but then again it was not just a quick flash. She then closed it up, and did the buttons. She did not realize that about six guys, three on each side of her had a great view in the mirror behind the bar. She picked up the drinks and I heard John say "Thank you." I think one of the guys at the bar, was going to do something, but John just put his hand on the guy's arm. Marcy walked back to our table. Her face was flushed, but she had a satisfied smile on her face. She sat down and immediately said, "Did you know all those guys would see me in the mirror? Jesus, I did not realize that until I started to button up." I laughed softly and said, "So, fun?" She just blushed and nodded. She had sat on the other side, so her legs were pretty much hid now. She said, "I'm hot, and so wet." I looked at her, but before I could say anything she said, "No, I am not going to show you. You want to know, slide around here some, and get a little feel yourself." I did as she suggested. I moved closer to her, and made like I was whispering to her. My hand found her leg, and the slit to her dress. I slid My hand up and in. She parted her legs, and I ran my finger along her slit. She was soaking wet. I was going to push a finger into her, but decided not to. I brought my wet finger up. I gave it a little lick. She said, "People are watching. They know what you just did." I smiled and said, "And they are all jealous of me." She just looked at me. Then she reached over and rubbed my thigh under the table. She said, "I think we should be leaving soon." We finished our drinks, then caught a taxi back to the hotel. She just held my hand in the cab, squeezing it every now and then. As we got to our rooms, she just pointed to mine, then her's and said, "Which?" I said, "Yours." We went into her room, and closed the door. As soon as the door closed, she turned, and pulled me into a hot, wet kiss. She was the agressor, as she poked her tongue into my mouth. I hugged her tight, and kissed her back. We broke and she said, "I have wanted to do that for some time." She then said to me "Do you want me to put on a little show for you?" I nodded. She sat down in the side chair, and slowly undid her blouse. Once it was undone, she just let it part and her tits stuck out. Her tits were perfectly formed, and I would say a B cup. Not real big, just nice. Her nipples poked out nicely. She sort of pressed her tits together with her arms. Then she raised her body, and pushed her skirt down and off. She must have undone it while I was staring at her tits. Once it was off, she brought her legs up, and put them over the arms of the chair. This spread her cunt open for my eyes. "Watch." She said. I watched as she reached down and took a tit, and slowly pulled it up. Even though she was not that big, she could easily get her lips to her nipple. She sucked her own nipple. She then took one hand and reached down, and slipped a finger into her wet cunt. She smiled at me around her nipple as she continued to suck. I just moved closer, and stripped off my clothes. Once I was naked, I knelt on the floor, and looked closely at her cunt. She moved her hand away, and just let me look at her. I glanced up, and she had stopped playing with her breast, and had her hands resting on her legs. She was watching me with a little smile playing on her lips. I returned to looking at her cunt. She had full, meaty cunt lips. She also was very smooth around the sides, and the only hair was a little tuff at the top of her slit. As I looked at her, a little drop of her juice leaked out fron between her lips. The lips were stuck together by her wetness, except for the bottom, where she had poked her finger in her hole. This little opening was awash with her cunt cream. I leaned forward, and blew lightly in her hole. She shivered and opened her legs a little wider, and pulled her legs up a little more. Her cunt and crotch were totally open to me. I very slowly lowered my mouth and gave a little lick along her one cunt lip. She let out a little gasp as I made contact. I licked the other lip, then slowly sucked both of her lips into my mouth. I just sucked on them, pulling on them and stretching them out. Her lips were smooth and slippery with her juice. I sucked on her lips for a bit, then slowly, savouring every moment, slid my tongue down to her cunt hole. This put my tongue right between her lips. I slowly ran my tongue up opening her lips as I went up her crack. Her slit opened wetly for me, and soon I was at her clit. Her clit stood out nicely and was the size of a marble. I licked up one side of her clit and down the other. I did not actually touch it. From there I went back down her wet slit until I was at her cunt hole. I shoved my tongue into her. I was rewarded with a long deep moan that sounded like it came from deep in her chest. I licked all around her hole as I tongued it. Her juice was sweet and soon coated my chin. I moved back to her clit. Her hands came to rest on my head, and she pulled my face to her clit, pressing me to her. This time I did not fool around. I put the flat of my tongue directly on her clit, and licked it firmly, moving my tongue back and forth across it using quick little licks. Marcy just moaned, "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck I'm going to cum, Lick me hard, I'm going to cum." I did not have to put more pressure on, as her hands actually pulled my hair, pressing me tightly to her wet crotch. I only had to move my tongue, and I did so. Rapidly running it back and forth across her throbbing clit. She moaned again, and said, "I'm cumming, fuck I'm cumming so good." I licked her a little higher, and as I felt her muscles rippling, I pushed my way down her slit, to her wet cunt hole, and tongue fucked her hard and fast. Her hips bucked up to meet my tongue, and she was actually pulling my hair. I glanced up at her across her rippling stomach. She was watching me with smokey eyes. I continued to tongue fuck her as I watched her. Her face was flushed with her arousal, and she had a very satisfied smile on her face. I slowed my tongue as I felt her coming down from her climax. Her hands relaxed from gripping my head, and then her legs relaxed. I looked up at her. She was smiling down at me. She just mouthed a thank you. I stood up, and she noticed my hard cock. She stared at it, then smiled and said, "Oh, yes." She stood and moved over to the bed. She lay down on her back, and then opened her legs, and her arms, reaching for me. I got on the bed, and crawled between her legs. She quickly took hold of me, and guided my cock to her wet cunt hole. I pushed the head in, and then pulled back just slightly and then slid my whole cock into her with one slow thrust. I was watching her face, and she almost grimaced, but quickly relaxed. She saw me watching her and said, "You are a little bigger than I am used to." I pushed into her and held it there. She said, "You in a rush." I said, "No, I want to drag this out." She wrapped her legs around me and pulled my mouth to her's. She kissed me, licking my lips and queezing me tightly. When she stopped kissing me, she smiled and said "Did you know, no one has ever licked me down there before. I loved you doing it to me." I kissed her lightly on the nose, then the lips and said, "I was not sure, but I thought maybe it was a first for you." She smiled back at me and said, "No one has ever seen me suck my own tit either. But I liked showing you." I kissed her again, and started to move my hips some. She then asked "So, did you like seeing me do it?" I just whispered "Yes, it was very sexy. I like seeing a woman touch herself, arouse herself. I find you are so open with me." She said softly, "I love doing things for you." I started to fuck her a little faster. I was using long deep stokes, as I fucked in and out of her. She was tight on my cock, but her wetness made her a smooth fuck. She would squeeze me with her cunt muscles, and raise her hips to meet me. Her sexy legs were wrapped around me, and every now and then she would use them to pull me in deeper. I looked down at her and said, "There is a lot you haven't done?" She just nodded and said, "A lot, but I will do them with you." I fucked her a little faster and she said, "I have only fucked my husband, so I'm safe, and I'm still on the pill, as we don't want kids just yet." I just smiled at this news. "So pump me full of you cum." She said softly. I was starting to get close, as my nuts were beginning to tingle with their load. "I'm going to be soon." I whispered. Her answer to that was to fuck her hips up and down on me, as she strained to meet my thrusts. She was breathing heavy, and I guessed she was close also. My cock was trying to cum, and I was trying to hold back. Suddenly my cock won out, as my cum raced rapidly up my shaft, and then spilled deep into her cunt. "Cumming," I told her. Her hips bucked a few times quickly, and she then said, "Me too, cumming again." I leaned down and kissed her and fucked her hard. I was kissing her and fucking her all through her climax. Finally I slowed, and took my mouth off her's. She took a deep breath, and just kind of went loose under me. I jabbed her a couple more times, then rolled off to the side. As I lay back, she moved so she was laying on me. I put an arm around her and squeezed her to me. Marcy wrapped one arm around me, and hugged me tightly. We lay there together for a while not saying anything. I was lost in my thought, and so was she. Marcy stirred and moved her head, so that it was resting on my chest, as she looked up at me. She said, "I want to do you every way. I have not had it from behind, There is so much that I have never done. Teach me will you?" I just smiled and said, "It will be my pleasure." We fell asleep in each other's arms. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 24