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How Sweet It Is
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A young couple discover the pleasures of female 
exhibitionism and sex with multiple partners. 
(Mdom+/MF, bi, wife, exh, orgy, rom)

***

To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

Rob and I have been married for two years and we lived 
together for almost two years before that. We were very 
happy. We enjoyed the same kinds of food and the same 
TV shows and the same activities. We were just about 
perfect together. 

We started dating shortly after I started my freshman 
year in college. I had known him in high school. We 
were from the same home town. He lived less than two 
blocks from me, but he was a year ahead of me and we 
never had anything to do with each other. He was just 
someone that I knew but had never paid much attention 
to. Because he had been a year ahead of me in school, 
even though we saw each other around and knew each 
other, we never really even talked. I had an impression 
of him. He was cute. He was a pretty good athlete. I 
never considered him romantically. It just never came 
up.

We got together shortly after the start of my freshman 
year of college at the student union. We saw each other 
there and we recognized each other and started talking. 
We met there and talked, just coincidentally, for a few 
weeks before he invited me out. I was surprised at 
first. I hadn't even thought of him that way. He was 
just a friend from home. I almost said no, until I 
realized how much I enjoyed our time together, and how 
much I looked forward to seeing him when I came to the 
student union. 

Neither of us was really into the party scene. We were 
serious about our studies and we worked at them. We 
weren't nerds or anything, just anxious to get our 
moneys worth from the school.

We both had a great time on our first date. There was 
that awkward moment at the end, when he took me back to 
my dorm and didn't know if he should kiss me or not and 
I didn't know if he would try or not. I actually wanted 
him to, and thought about kissing him first, but I was 
afraid of what he would think of me if I did. 

We stood at the door to my dorm uncomfortably, and 
finally he smiled and said, "Aw hell!" Then he took me 
in his arms and kissed me. It was a great kiss! Before 
it ended I put my arms around his neck and we were 
kissing quite passionately.

We were both thinking about how nice it would be to go 
farther, but we didn't realize it until later when we 
looked back on that kiss and laughed at how 
uncomfortable we had been. It wouldn't have mattered 
though. Neither of us was a virgin, but we were both 
living in dorms and had no privacy. 

Things progressed pretty rapidly from there. We didn't 
sleep together for almost another six months. After 
that first date though, we were together for at least 
some time every day. We would meet at the library or 
the student union, or we would eat our evening meal 
together, or sit out under a tree on nice evenings. 

The sexual tension was building. We both wanted to take 
it to the next level. The idea of consummating our 
relationship in a sleazy motel didn't appeal to either 
of us though. So we kept waiting for the perfect time. 
Besides, I was afraid. I was sure that I had already 
met the perfect lover. I was sure that no other man 
could measure up, not even my dear sweet Rob.
 
That perfect time didn't come until we were home over 
the Christmas Holidays. We spent the minimum amount of 
time necessary with our parents. We caught up with our 
friends. Mostly though, we spent every minute that we 
could together. On our third day back my parents were 
going Christmas shopping with a couple of close friends 
in a nearby city. As soon as they told me I called Rob 
and invited him over.

He had already planned to do something with a couple of 
his high school buddies. When I called him and invited 
him over, even though I didn't tell him we would be 
alone, he quickly changed his plans. When he came over 
at nine that morning I met him at the door in the 
sexiest pair of baby doll pajamas that I owned. I 
opened the door when he rang the bell and the look on 
his face was worth every penny I had paid for them. 

He stared for a minute and then he said, "Holy shit!" 

I giggled nervously and then I stepped back and invited 
him in. We didn't waste any time. We had been driving 
each other crazy for months. We were in love and we 
wanted to make love. I took his hand and pulled him to 
my bedroom without any further conversation.

As I said, neither of us was still a virgin. I had been 
with four guys in high school. The first guy and I did 
it just once. He took my cherry and never called me 
again. It had been such a terrible experience that I 
didn't even care that he never called. I didn't want to 
see him again.

The second guy and I dated for months before I tried it 
again. It wasn't very good. It was exciting. I liked 
being touched. I liked how excited he got. It kind of 
made me feel powerful. 

I was very naïve though, and my first time had been so 
bad that I was not really a willing participant, and 
certainly not an active one. I just lay there and let 
him do what he wanted. He didn't want much. He felt me 
up through my clothes, slid my skirt up and my panties 
and pantyhose down and got on top of me. It was all 
over in about two minutes.

I was starting to think, "Is that all there is?" My 
next boyfriend was more knowledgeable. We were older, 
we were nearing the end of our sophomore year and he 
had a car. When you are in high school a car is just a 
traveling bedroom. We made out for hours in his car and 
by the time we finally got the opportunity to be alone 
in a place that we could get horizontal I was more than 
ready to try again. 

It turned out that the third time was a charm. My 
boyfriend, Clark, had his house to himself one Saturday 
and we spent the first hour in his living room making 
out. He started slowly undressing me and exploring my 
body and he seemed to be in no hurry to actually get 
his dick in me. In fact, I was more anxious than he 
was, but he just kept teasing me and touching me. 

When I was down to my panties he stood up and picked up 
my clothes and led me to his bedroom. When we got to 
his room I sat on the side of his bed and he undressed 
down to his shorts. I looked at his jockey shorts with 
the large bulge throbbing right in front of me, and the 
growing wet spot where the head of his dick was.

He moved in front of me and said, "I want you to take 
my shorts off."

I hadn't expected that. Believe it or not, I had had 
sex with two guys now, and had never seen a guy's dick! 
Both of my previous experiences had been in the dark 
and I had been a passive participant. I had been even 
dumber than the guys that I was with. I didn't know any 
better.

I had told Clark about my two previous experiences and 
he laughed and said, "Shit Dawn! You're still a damned 
virgin!"

I hesitated when Clark told me to take his underwear 
off. I was actually scared. He was nice though, and not 
in a hurry. He reached down and took my hand and placed 
it over his throbbing dick and said, "Touch it. It 
doesn't bite. I like to be touched just as much as you 
do."

So for the first time I placed my hand on a male sex 
organ. I held my hand over it nervously and as soon as 
I felt the heat from it I shivered with excitement. It 
was strange. The attention had shifted from me to him 
and for some reason that seemed to take the pressure 
off of me. Clark took his hand away and after I 
realized that his dick wasn't going to bite me I 
wrapped my hand around it, still through his underwear 
though, and his groan of pleasure was just as exciting 
to me as the feel of his sex organ in my hand.

After a minute or two, I wasn't afraid anymore, or at 
least, not as much. I reached for the waistband of his 
jockey shorts and started sliding them down. I was not 
in the habit of undressing males and I had a problem 
pulling his shorts down, they caught on his dick and I 
had to pull them back up and out and then down. I 
stopped when they cleared his dick and just stared. I 
was feeling so many things right then. I was 
embarrassed. I was excited. I was in awe. 

It was my first one, as I said, and it looked huge. I 
would find out later that it was only average, and 
really nothing to be afraid of. The sight of it though, 
actually took my breath away.

I finished taking his shorts off and after he stepped 
out of them he continued to stand there. I looked up at 
him, wondering what he was going to next. He said, 
"Don't be afraid. Touch it. No, I didn't mean to say it 
that way. Don't think of it as touching "it". Touch me. 
It isn't a weapon, it isn't nasty. It's just a dick, 
and if we do this right you can get a lot of pleasure 
from it."

I realized that he was being very patient with me and 
trying to help me recover from those first two bad 
experiences and I appreciated it. I was still 
embarrassed though, having that big thing throbbing in 
my face like that.

I finally got up the nerve and put my fingers around it 
again. I felt him shiver with excitement as I touched 
him. I felt the moisture, the slick, clear liquid that 
was seeping from the end of his dick. I thought it 
would be gross, but it wasn't. I was getting more and 
more excited.

He saw that I was getting over my fear and he reached 
out and ran his hand through my hair and in a quiet 
voice he said, "See, it isn't so scary. Would you like 
to try kissing it?"

Maybe it was because he was being so patient, maybe it 
was because he asked me, he didn't insist. Whatever the 
reason, I leaned forward and touched my lips to the end 
of his dick and kissed it lightly. 

I lifted my head then and licked my lips and I was 
surprised that there was no taste. I thought, "This 
isn't so bad!"

I reached down and kissed him again, him, not 'it'. I 
kissed him on the head of his dick. I was driving him 
crazy now and I was starting to really get into it. 

He said, "I won't be able to take much more Dawn. You 
better stop pretty soon."

The funny thing was, now that I was starting to get 
over my fear of his penis, I didn't want to stop. I was 
probably one of the last girls in my class to touch a 
dick, and kiss one. I had heard enough comments from 
the girls in my class to know that most of them had 
given their boyfriends head. It may not have been a 
full on blowjob, but most of my peers had had a cock in 
their mouth at one time or another and they seemed to 
have widely divergent views on the practice.

I figured I could try it once. I put my lips on the 
head of Clark's dick and moved my hand out of the way 
and slid my mouth down over his dick slowly. He put his 
hands on the side of my head and I heard him say, "Son 
of a bitch!" 

He started to push my head away and he said, "Dawn, I'm 
going to cum!"

I refused to be pushed away. I was afraid still. I was 
curious though, and I really wondered what it was like. 
I took him as far in my mouth as I could and squeezed 
him with my hand and he said, "Oh god Dawn, I'm 
cumming!"

I moved my hand up and down on his shaft and I felt his 
hot cum shoot into the back of my mouth. I gagged a 
little at first, but then I got used to it and held my 
mouth over him until he finished. His entire body was 
quivering and he was muttering, "Oh god. Oh Dawn! 
Christ that feels good!"

A moment later he gently pushed my head away and 
shivered again. He groaned and said, "Oh god, I can't 
take anymore."

I sat in front of him, feeling pretty damned proud of 
myself, and I realized that it hadn't been half bad. In 
fact, it was pretty fucking exciting! I still had his 
cum in my mouth and I was still making up my mind. It 
could have used a little sugar, but it didn't taste 
that bad. I finally swallowed it and looked up at him. 
He was staring down at me like I had just done 
something miraculous. I almost laughed. It was obvious 
that he really appreciated what I had done, even though 
I had not done it very well and I knew it.

He finally sat down beside me and took me in his arms 
and kissed me passionately. I was surprised, because I 
had heard that a guy wouldn't kiss a girl that had just 
sucked him off. Guys don't like cum, not even their 
own. 

Clark didn't seem to care though. He held me and kissed 
me and then he said, "Jesus Dawn. I can't believe that 
you never did that before! That was fantastic!"

I laughed and thanked him. He smiled and said, "Now 
it's your turn."

He got me to lie back on his bed and then he kissed me 
a little more before he started kissing his way down my 
body. I don't know where he was learning all of his 
technique, but he was very good. 

I had had my breasts caressed through my clothes 
before, but Clark was the first boy to see them, and 
touch them in the flesh. He was also the first boy to 
kiss them and suck them and nip at my nipples. I was 
amazed at how wonderful it felt. I mean, I had enjoyed 
being touched before. But when he began toying with my 
bare nipples, squeezing and biting them and pulling 
them gently I felt the shockwaves all the way to my 
pussy. This just kept getting better and better.

I had, during my two previous sexual experiences, been 
a less than active participant. I had laid there, 
somewhere between passive and scared stiff and allowed 
sex to happen to me. Not this time. I was moaning and 
groaning and calling his name and pulling his hair and 
my entire body was on fire.

Then it got better. He moved down, kissing my stomach, 
sticking his tongue into my navel, and then slowly 
working down past my light blonde patch of pubic hair 
to my super sensitive pussy. 

I had also been touched there before, of course. It had 
been crude and rough and not much more than a blind 
grope before penetration. I had looked forward to being 
touched by a boy. The idea of it had been exciting. The 
reality had really sucked. 

Not this time though. When his lips began kissing 
around the outside of my pussy I began to pant with 
pleasure. I was so excited that I could hardly breathe. 
I began panting his name and saying, "Yes!" over and 
over again. I was starting to sound like that girl in 
"Porky's", the one in the equipment room.

The first time that Clark's tongue dipped into my 
pussy, I swear the earth stood still. I totally lost 
control. I had never even imagined anything being so 
exciting. I actually screamed in pleasure and had one 
of the most exciting experiences of my young life. This 
whole time of sexual discovery was pretty exciting, 
even with the disappointments I had at the hands of my 
first two lovers. Clark made up for those first two 
idiots, and then some! I never found out how a high 
school sophomore became so knowledgeable about sex. 
Somebody had taught this kid well though.

Clark ate my pussy until I couldn't stand it anymore. I 
had to pull his head away by his hair. Nothing that I 
had seen, heard, read or experienced had prepared me 
for what I experienced as Clark explored my pussy with 
his tongue. He had more than paid me back for letting 
him ejaculate in my mouth a few minutes earlier. It was 
all over now, I was hooked. I was instantly addicted to 
his tongue. I would do anything to experience this 
again. 

Clark wasn't done though. He let me rest and catch my 
breath. While I was recuperating he lay with his head 
resting between my thighs and he kissed my stomach and 
my thighs tenderly as I told him how much I loved him. 

When I was able to stand being touched again he began 
lightly kissing and licking my pussy until I was on the 
verge of another great orgasm. Then he stopped.

When he stopped licking I stopped breathing and when he 
moved his head away I whined and begged him not to 
stop. Instead of continuing though, he moved up over me 
and kissed me. His lips were covered with my juices. He 
said, "Reach down and put my dick in the entrance to 
your pussy. I'm going to fuck you now."

I reached down eagerly and grabbed his dick and lined 
it up. I felt the soft flesh at the head as it slid 
sensuously over my saturated slit and I groaned in 
pleasure. He waited until I took my hand away and he 
slowly pushed the head of his cock into me. 

Unlike my first two experiences, it felt fantastic. I 
waited for him to bury his shaft in me and perform the 
familiar two minute dance over me that my previous 
partners had done. Instead, he propped himself up over 
me and when I opened my eyes to see why he was waiting 
he was looking down at me and smiling. 

He knew what I was waiting for, what I was expecting, 
and he was teasing me. He leaned down and kissed me and 
said, "Doesn't that feel wonderful. Your pussy feels so 
damned hot! It's like an oven."

I just groaned and said, "Oh god, Clark! Please!"

He smiled and said, "Be patient. This is much too nice 
to rush it."

He began to slowly slide his dick into me, but not all 
at once. He would push it in a little further and then 
stop. Then he would pull it almost all of the way out 
and pause before he started back in. Each time he went 
a little deeper inside me. Each time I felt just a 
little bit more stretched, more full. His dick felt 
like it was twenty degrees hotter than the rest of him. 
It was a magic wand and it was driving me crazy. I kept 
getting louder and louder and begging him to put it in 
me and when he finally had it all the way in I never 
wanted him to take it out.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him and I went 
totally nuts. I wasn't just lying there this time! I 
was out of control. This was no two minute fuck either. 
Clark made love to me for a very long time, and each 
second was nirvana. I raised my head and bit his neck 
and his shoulder and I cried and I cried out. And I 
came and I came and I came. 

He played my body like a musician and he was a master 
of his instrument. I loved everything he did. He built 
up to a crescendo and our final mutual orgasm was earth 
shaking. I screamed and then, when it was over I cried. 
I cried because it was over, and because I was sure 
that I would never feel like that again.

I was wrong though. We rested and cuddled and then we 
cleaned up and went to the kitchen in the nude and got 
a drink and a snack. The entire time I couldn't keep my 
hands off of him. We played and laughed and I felt so 
natural running around his house in the nude. Every 
time I got near him I touched him, everywhere. I loved 
the feel of his soft cock in my hand. I wanted to take 
it back into my mouth. I wanted to make him feel half 
as good as he had made me feel.

I asked him over and over where he had learned all of 
those things he did. He just smiled and shrugged. He 
never told me. We dated for more than a year after that 
and he never told me. I still wonder. Nobody knows that 
much about sex, that much about the opposite sex, not 
without someone teaching them.

It wasn't always like that. We seldom had the luxury of 
a house to ourselves or a bed. It was never bad though. 
I became nearly as adept at performing oral sex as he 
was. Probably because he made it so exciting, from the 
very first time it was pleasurable for me. I never felt 
like he was using me when I sucked his cock, and there 
was never a time when I sucked him off that he didn't 
make sure that, one way or another, I came too.

I dated Clark the rest of our sophomore year, through 
the summer and most of my junior year. I was 
inconsolable when his family moved to the other side of 
the country. We wrote to each other every day at first. 
We called once a week. I thought constantly about 
running away and hitchhiking to California to be with 
him again.

It took me months to get over Clark. I was sure that 
there would never be anyone else for me. My next 
boyfriend, almost half way through my senior year, was 
a normal teenage lover. On our third date I finally 
gave in and let him take me to his room one day. We had 
gotten out of school early after mid-terms. It was a 
disaster. I never expected him to be as good as Clark, 
but I didn't expect him to be like lover number two 
either. That was our first and last time, and that was 
my last date in high school. I didn't even go to my 
prom.

Now I was about to find out how my new love, Rob, would 
compare to Clark. I was sure that no man could ever 
make me feel like Clark had. Fortunately for us, 
lightening was about to strike twice.

When Rob found out that we had all day, I guess he 
decided to take it. We went to my room and stood by my 
bed and held each other and kissed with all of the 
passion that had been building up over the last six 
months. I wanted him desperately, but I was so afraid 
of being disappointed again. 

I shouldn't have worried. We stretched out on my bed, 
fully dressed and we kissed and held each other for a 
long time. I loved the way that he touched me. He was 
every bit as talented with his hands as Clark had been. 

I kept trying to stop thinking of Clark, to stop 
comparing him to Clark. I knew that no other man could 
be that good in bed. 

I didn't realize that Clark was about to become a 
distant, quickly fading memory. Rob slowly undressed me 
and began teasing me with his soft, gentle fingers and 
his lips, just like Clark had done so many times. Well, 
not exactly, but every bit as good. He made love to my 
body with his lips and his tongue until I couldn't 
stand it anymore.

I finally had to push him away and I climbed up on top 
of him and kissed him passionately and began undressing 
him. We talked and we teased and we laughed and we 
touched and I struggled with his clothes until he was 
naked. I saw his cock for the first time and it was 
beautiful. If anything it was slightly larger than 
Clark's had been. I'm not talking porno big here. It 
was just a nice, comfortably large male sex organ. It 
was smooth and soft and hard and just perfect. 

As soon as I had him undressed I began to return the 
favor. I sat on him and bent down and we kissed, then I 
began to kiss my way down his hard, masculine body. I 
had become very good at sucking a cock with Clark. Rob 
now became the beneficiary of what I had learned. The 
first time was over much too quickly. I had been 
teasing him for half a year. I was not surprised when 
he had an orgasm in less than five minutes. I didn't 
stop though. 

After he came I held his cum in my mouth and was happy 
to find that it was mild and pleasant, just like you 
know who. I swallowed eagerly. Then I held his cock in 
my mouth until the sensitivity had passed and I started 
again. He didn't even go soft. This time I teased and 
sucked and licked his cock with all the love and all 
the skill that I had and still he lasted a very long 
time. 

When he had cum the second time he pulled me up beside 
him and kissed me passionately. That was another good 
sign. We kissed and talked for a while and before long 
he was eating me again. This time though, when I was on 
the verge of a screaming orgasm, he moved over me and 
filled me with his beautiful cock.

By the time we went downstairs an hour later it was 
"Clark who?"

I was so happy I was crying. I had found the perfect 
man. We spent every minute that we dared that day in 
the nude. We made love twice more that day. Each time 
it was just as wonderful as the last. I began to wonder 
if there was a secret sex school around here that Clark 
and Rob had both gone to.

It was on that day that I made up my mind that I was 
going to marry Rob. When we talked later he admitted 
that he had come to the same conclusion. It wasn't just 
the sex. We were perfect together in bed, but we had 
nearly everything else in common too. 

People had thought that we were inseparable before. Now 
we were joined at the hip. The only times that we were 
not together after that was during classes and the few 
hours that we tore ourselves away from each other to 
sleep. We talked about finding a small apartment and 
living together. We couldn't afford it though. It sucks 
being poor.

The following year at school we started working at part 
time jobs. After that we spent most of our money on 
motels. We could probably buy a small house with the 
money we spent on motels that year.

In my junior year life got better. Rob got a job as a 
waiter in a fancy steak house working an alternating 
schedule of three and four nights a week and the tips 
were obscene. I went back to work at the restaurant I 
had worked at the previous year, three nights a week. 
If I flirted my ass off, and I did, I did alright, but 
not nearly as well as Rob. 

Much to my parent's dismay, Rob and I started living 
together. We found a small, shabby, off campus 
apartment that only charged an arm and half a leg for 
rent and moved in. 

Living together and finally having all of the sex and 
all of the loving and holding and cuddling that we 
wanted was every bit as wonderful as we thought that it 
would be. We actually slept together for the first 
time. I have to admit, that took some getting used to.

Living together had a lot of advantages. Aside from 
being together and still being able to get some sleep 
that is. We were able to help each other with our 
studies. I needed a lot of help with math. I was able 
to help him with English Lit., Accounting and French.

Rob paid most of our living expenses. He still managed 
to squirrel away enough of his money that after three 
months he produced an engagement ring and asked me to 
marry him, after we had graduated of course. We didn't 
make it until I graduated though. We married after he 
graduated. I still had a year to go.

Rob got a great job right out of college. It meant 
being apart for most of the next year, but we saw each 
other when we could and wrote and spent long evenings 
on the phone. I moved back into the dorm to save money 
and he started getting ready for me to join him after 
graduation.

My parents had gotten over the shock of their daughter 
living in sin once we got married. They couldn't help 
liking Rob. Everyone likes Rob.

When I finally graduated I joined Rob in our new 
apartment. I found a job pretty quickly and soon we 
could afford to buy our first home. Life was pretty 
much perfect for us. As time passed we began to learn 
more about each other. 

One of the things that we learned came about as the 
result of an accident. We had arranged to spend a long 
weekend at a beachfront hotel. We had both gone to work 
early on Friday, but only for about an hour, just to 
tie up lose ends, and then we drove down to our hotel. 
It was a long drive, but we were excited about being 
there and after checking in and getting our room we 
changed and went right out to the beach in front of the 
hotel.

It was early in the year and the water was still cool, 
especially when you first went in. We were having fun 
playing in the surf when I had gotten tossed around by 
an unusually large wave and when I came back to the 
surface my top had come up off of my breasts and was 
just dangling uselessly from my shoulders. I got to my 
feet and did not realize at first that my breasts were 
exposed. I was standing in waist deep water getting my 
hair out of my face and all around me were men and boys 
checking out my breasts. 

I heard Rob laughing and I looked to see what he was 
laughing at. I immediately dropped down into the water 
and straightened my top out. Then I attacked him for 
letting me stand there like that in front of thirty or 
forty men. He was still laughing when he picked me up 
in his arms and said, "You should be topless all of the 
time. You looked sexy as hell."

I knew he meant it, I could feel the large bulge 
pressing against me. He had gotten a hardon!

We went back to our room in a little while and fucked 
like rabbits. We were both turned on. Afterwards, we 
cleaned up and went to supper and then we walked around 
looking in the shops that lined the street between our 
hotel and the restaurant we had gone to. Before long 
Rob was pointing out sexy, revealing bikinis, the kinds 
with more string than cloth, and urging me to get one, 
or more.

I was reluctant. I liked looking hot just as much as 
the next girl. I had never been an exhibitionist 
though. I had never bought an article of clothing 
because it was revealing. I finally let him talk me 
into it, in large part because I like pleasing Rob and 
I like turning him on. It always pays dividends for me.

This was a side of Rob I had never seen before. It was 
also a side of me that I didn't know existed. Because 
once I gave it some thought I found that I was just as 
excited at the prospect of wearing one of those skimpy 
bikinis as he was at the prospect of seeing me in it.

I picked out a string bikini from the racks and it 
wasn't much more than patches that went over the good 
parts. He went me one better though. He found a thong 
made of a very thin material with no lining. He bought 
them both, though I wasn't sure I could wear the one he 
picked out.

We took our purchases and after looking around a little 
more we headed back to our room. As soon as we got 
inside I tried on the two new suits. The one that I had 
picked out was scandalous. The one that Rob had picked 
out had to be illegal! We didn't make it back to the 
beach. We spent the next several hours in bed. Trust 
me, we were not sleeping.

Suddenly, the idea of displaying so much of my body in 
public had become a huge turn on to both of us. Well, 
it was sudden to me. As we talked later I found out 
that Rob had been turned on by the idea for a long 
time. He was sure that I would disapprove though, so he 
kept it to himself. 

He was probably right. I am pretty sure that if he had 
said something to me a week ago, asked me to dress in 
more revealing clothing, I would have refused. I kept 
remembering the thrill that ran through me though, when 
I realized how many people had seen my exposed breasts 
a few hours ago.

After we made love we were lying together and we 
started talking and somehow we got on the subject of 
the guys that I had had sex with. I had always thought 
that this was something you should never discuss, 
especially with your husband. Rob began to draw me out 
though and much to my surprise, the more I told him, 
the harder his cock became.

I got up on top of him and slid down onto his hard cock 
and started slowly moving up and down on it while I 
started telling him more and more about my past. I had 
told him about the first two fiascos. Then I told him 
about Clark. I had not thought much about Clark in a 
long time. It didn't take much for those wonderful 
memories to come flooding back though and the more 
detail I added the hotter we both became.

We both had one huge final orgasm and then I collapsed 
on top of Rob and he held me close and said, "Fuck that 
was hot!"

I didn't speak at first, not until my breathing 
returned to normal. Then I asked, "I thought guys got 
upset hearing about things like that. Is this something 
that you are going to throw in my face later?"

He kissed the top of my head and said, "No baby. I'm 
sorry, I guess it is weird, but that turned me the fuck 
on. When you were telling me about those things I could 
see them in my mind. I liked what I saw. You just went 
for a wild ride on the hardon that proved it."

After a little more discussion he told me about some of 
his fantasies. He started telling me about how hot it 
made him to think of other guys seeing me. Then he told 
me about magazines with stories and letters from guys 
that watched their wives with other men or had 
threesomes with other men. He had been reading those 
things since not long after he started high school and 
learned a lot about sex from them. He also began to 
develop those fantasies and feed them with the 
magazines.

I was pretty skeptical. He might think they were sexy 
when he was reading them. I just didn't think that he 
could really see some of the things he talked about and 
be okay with them. I wasn't sure how I felt about it 
either. I probably should have been furious, or at the 
very least insulted. Those were not my reactions 
though.

I didn't tell him how much the discussion was turning 
me on that evening. I pictured some of those things he 
described, only in my mind I was the woman in his 
tales, and in the safety of our room, just running 
those images through my mind, I was surprised at how 
excited I was becoming. 

I knew he was watching me to see my reaction. My 
reaction was scaring me. I was excited by the fantasy, 
but I didn't want him to think that meant we should try 
some of those things. 

The funny thing was that when he finished baring his 
soul to me he asked me about my fantasies. I couldn't 
think of any! I was kind of embarrassed. I mean, 
everyone has fantasies don't they? I honestly could not 
think of a sexual fantasy that I had had. Maybe I was 
missing something.

We took a short nap and when we woke up we took a long 
hot shower together. We started to get dressed to go 
out for a few drinks on the deck of the restaurant 
where we had enjoyed dinner. It was only about three 
blocks down the street from our hotel. I pulled out a 
typical outfit, a pair of shorts, panties, bra and a 
cute top. It was nothing special, just a typical summer 
vacation at the beach outfit.

I put my panties on and reached for my bra but Rob 
stopped me. He smiled and said, "You don't need this."

I looked at him and then I looked at the top I had 
planned to wear. It wasn't that revealing, and my B cup 
breasts didn't really need the support. I smiled and 
put the bra down and put my top on. 

We went out and walked in the direction of the 
restaurant and as we passed the shops and looked in the 
windows we began to take notice of some of the sexier 
outfits on display. Rob came to a sudden stop in front 
of one store and then dragged me inside. I was getting 
nervous as Rob started picking up daring little tops 
and somehow I let myself be talked into taking a half a 
dozen of them into the changing booth and trying them 
on.

I took my top off and put on the first one and looked 
at myself in the mirror in the booth. I knew that Rob 
would love it. I just wasn't sure that I had the nerve 
to open the door and show it to him. After a long pause 
I heard him ask, "Dawn, are you okay in there?"

I took a deep breath and unlocked the door and after 
making sure that no one else was around I opened the 
door and let Rob see how I looked in the top. It was 
not much more than a bra. No that isn't right, it was a 
hell of a lot less than a bra. It covered my nipples 
with a little to spare, but not very much. The sides of 
my breasts were exposed. It was sexy as hell, but I 
thought that I would have to be pretty drunk to wear 
it.

I was right though, Rob loved it. He stared for a 
moment and I noticed he was starting to get hard just 
looking at me. I loved how much he liked it, but I knew 
I couldn't wear it. I shut the door and tried on the 
others and each time I opened the door his dick got a 
little harder. 

The tops were all different styles. One was a crop top. 
I had never worn one before. I had to admit that it 
looked as hot as hell, but I was pretty sure that they 
were supposed to cover a girl's breasts. This one 
didn't quite. It left the bottom curve of my breasts 
exposed.

Another was a square of semi-transparent cloth that 
covered my breasts, well mostly it did. It tied behind 
my back and behind my neck and the sides of my breasts 
were exposed. If you looked closely though, my nipples 
were clearly visible.

The next one that I tried on was made of a loosely 
crocheted material and my nipples showed plainly 
through the holes in the material.

With each succeeding top it seemed like I was more 
exposed. When I opened the door to show Rob the 
crocheted top I forgot to check first. I just pushed 
the door open and two guys were standing there waiting 
for someone in another booth. They glanced at me, and 
then the glance became a stare. If Rob had not been 
holding the door I would have slammed it shut. Instead 
I could only stand there and blush and try to act 
nonchalant.

When I had tried on all of the tops Rob asked me to put 
the crop top back on and show him that again. I closed 
the door and put it on and when I opened the door he 
handed me a skirt and asked me to put it on. 

I saw where this was going and it scared me. But you 
know what? I suddenly realized that I was so fucking 
turned on right at that moment. I just thought, "The 
hell with it! We're on vacation. Not one person in this 
damned town knows me and I'll never see any of them 
again."

I started to close the door and take my shorts off, but 
Rob held it open about two feet and watched as I took 
my shorts off and put the tiny little skirt on. He was 
not the only one watching. The two young men waiting 
nearby were watching too. All that it would have taken 
for me to have an orgasm right then was just a light 
touch on my clit. It would have been all over.

I didn't know where he would want me to wear these 
things, but I saw myself in the mirror and I knew how 
hot I looked. I thought we might go out for a walk on 
the beach later and I would wear this. It turns out 
that Rob had something else in mind. 

He smiled and told me how hot I looked. Then he pulled 
me, somewhat reluctantly, out of the changing booth. He 
reached in and grabbed my clothes and the other tops 
and he pulled me to the cash register. He said, "We'll 
take these, and would you mind removing those tags from 
the clothes she has on?"

I was so excited that I was shaking. The young girl 
smiled and I was sure that she could read my mind. She 
came around and cut the tags off my new top and the 
skirt that just barely covered my panties. I watched 
her ring everything up and I saw that Rob had picked up 
two more of these skirts. It wasn't until we walked out 
of there that I realized that we were going to the 
restaurant with me in these clothes!

I put my arm in his and leaned into him and said, "You 
bastard!"

He just laughed and said, "I have always thought that 
you were beautiful. But son of a bitch Dawn, you look 
so fucking hot! I want to fuck you right here on the 
sidewalk!"

I was so turned on I wanted to let him!

We walked about a half a block to the restaurant with a 
raised deck that looked out over the ocean. We got a 
seat and ordered drinks and I was aware of all the guys 
checking me out. I was also aware of how hard it was to 
keep my panties covered.

Rob watched me fidget and struggle with the skirt for a 
while and finally he said, "Stop it Dawn, leave it 
alone."

I started to say, "My panties will..."

He interrupted and said, "I know," with a leering 
smile.

So I did. I stopped struggling and by the time the 
waiter brought our drinks the crotch of my panties was 
showing. I saw his eyes go straight to my crotch and I 
picked up my pina colada and before I took the first 
gulp I asked for another one. Then I took a large gulp 
of my drink. 

We had several drinks and by the middle of my third 
pina colada my nerves had steadied and I was having 
nearly as much fun as Rob was. We sat close together 
and talked about the way I looked and whispered about 
the looks that I was getting from the guys at the 
nearby tables.  Even some of the girls at the nearby 
tables were watching me and seemed to be enjoying the 
show! As for the waiter, we had never gotten such good 
service!

We finally decided we needed something to soak up all 
the alcohol and ordered some appetizers. When they came 
we nibbled at them for a while and then we finished our 
drinks and left. We were anxious to get back to the 
room. I thought that we were going to hurry back and 
fuck like rabbits again. I didn't know that Rob had 
other plans.

We got noticed a lot on the way back to our hotel, and 
we noticed all of those looks and I couldn't help 
thinking that it was a good thing Rob hadn't asked me 
to leave my panties off, because I was sure my panties 
were soaked through.

I hurried to the bathroom when we got to our room and 
looked at myself in the bright lights and the large 
mirror. I was amazed that I had actually had the nerve 
to spend the evening in public looking like this. It 
had the desired effect though. I was ready to rape Rob.

I rushed back out to the bedroom and that was when I 
found out our evening wasn't over. Rob was putting his 
trunks on. He smiled at me and said, "Come on, let's go 
sit in the hot tub for a few minutes."

He pointed to the two new swimming suits we had bought. 
He had laid them out on the bed. He smiled and said, 
"Pick one."

I looked at them, neither one left much to the 
imagination. I knew that he would have preferred the 
tiny little one that would disappear when it got wet. 
To be honest, I had had enough to drink, and I was so 
turned on right now that I was tempted. I decided that 
I would have to work up to that. I put on the first 
one. It was still like being naked. The little patches 
just covered my nipples and I ended up having to trim 
my pubic hair into just a little line. It wasn't a 
thong, but my ass was almost totally exposed. It didn't 
cover much more than the other one, but it wouldn't be 
invisible when wet. At least I didn't think so.

I put it on and went back into the bathroom and looked 
at myself in the mirror. I looked hot as hell, but 
Jesus, what kind of a slut wears something like this in 
public?!

I couldn't bring myself to walk through the hotel this 
way. I wrapped a towel around my waist and checked to 
make sure my nipples were covered. Then we went out to 
the hot tub. It was near the pool, but it was 
surrounded by shrubs and a gated fence and was not 
visible from the pool. When we got there an older 
couple was just getting ready to leave. 

The old guy smiled at me as I dropped my towel. He 
turned and said to his wife, "Damn Carol! Talk about 
bad timing!"

She looked at me and smiled and said, "Don't mind him. 
You look great dear. I wish I could still wear things 
like that."

I thanked her for the compliment and eased into the hot 
tub and sat down next to Rob.

He grinned and put his arm around me and kissed me. 
Then he said, "Thanks baby. You really look hot."

I kissed him back and said, "Thanks for what?"

"For humoring me," he replied.

I smiled and said, "I was humoring you at first. I'm 
nervous as hell, but to be perfectly honest, I am 
starting to enjoy this as much as you are."

Our hands were under the water and we were playing with 
each other like a couple of kids when we heard the gate 
open. We stopped, and I imagine that I looked just as 
guilty as he did when the two young guys that had 
watched me change out of my shorts and into a miniskirt 
in the clothing store came in with a cute little red 
head. They came close and asked us if they could join 
us. 

We would have preferred to be alone, but it was a 
public pool. Rob smiled and invited them in. The guys 
pulled their t-shirts off and the girl dropped her 
towel. Her suit was nearly as tiny as mine. 

We introduced ourselves all around and that was when we 
found out that they were brothers, Kevin and Kale, and 
their sister, Karen. They were here with their parents 
and another family. They all came here every year and 
had been since they were little kids.

The guys were staring at me and I suddenly remembered 
that they had seen me in my panties in the changing 
room. Before I could get too embarrassed by that 
though, I remembered how much less I was wearing now.

One of them complimented me on my figure and told me 
how much they had enjoyed the show. Their sister 
grinned and said, "Was that you? When I came out of the 
booth you were gone, but they talked about you all 
through dinner. They said you were hot. They were 
right. You are beautiful."

I was really embarrassed now. I smiled though and 
thanked them. They were about our age, maybe a couple 
of years younger. We seemed to have a lot in common 
with them. We were soon talking like old friends and 
having a great time. I almost forgot that I was nearly 
naked. Right up until I saw them looking and looked 
down to find that my right nipple had become nearly 
totally exposed. 

I blushed and said, "Oops!" and quickly pulled the 
little patch of cloth back in place.

It was obvious that all three guys were disappointed. 
Kevin said, "You didn't have to do that on our 
account."

I laughed and said, "Are you trying to get us thrown 
out of here?"

He looked at his watch and said, "It's after ten. As 
long as it doesn't get loud they leave us alone after 
ten. You wouldn't be the first girl that went topless 
out here."

I blushed and said, "Maybe not, but it would be the 
first time that I ever went topless. I'm not sure I'm 
that drunk yet!"

Karen laughed and said, "I do it all the time. Come on, 
I will if you will."

I looked at her incredulously. Then I looked at Rob. It 
was obvious what he wanted me to do. I looked around 
and it seemed so private. The pool was quiet. I asked 
Karen, "Are you sure?"

She laughed quietly and said, "I enjoy it. It makes the 
guys crazy. I have spent a lifetime driving my brothers 
crazy. I don't intend to stop now."

Then she reached behind her neck and untied her bikini 
top. In seconds it was lying on the deck outside the 
hot tub and her large beautiful breasts were exposed. I 
don't know where I got the nerve, but I said, "Fuck 
it!" and my tiny top was soon lying right beside hers. 

I am not the kind of girl that goes topless. It's okay 
when you are alone at home with your husband and there 
is sex in the air, but to sit around in front of 
strangers with my breasts exposed, that's totally out 
of character for me. 

I looked around and saw everyone looking at me. Even 
Rob was looking at me more than he was at Karen, and I 
found it to be just as exciting as Rob had hoped it 
would be. It got better in a hurry though, when I felt 
his hand crawling back up my leg and his finger sliding 
slowly over that tiny patch of cloth over my pussy.

I groaned as he touched me. I tried to keep it quiet, 
to be discreet, but I couldn't help it. The three kids 
were smiling and staring and I felt like such a slut. I 
found I liked feeling like a slut!

I was on the verge of an orgasm when Rob pulled his 
hand away and put his arm around my shoulder. His hand 
hung down over my breasts and his fingers tickled my 
nipple and he said, "You are enjoying this, aren't 
you?"

I was beyond trying to kid anyone now. I grinned and 
said, "Fuck yes!"

Our audience of three laughed quietly and I saw the 
lust in their faces. Right at that moment I could have 
taken them all on. Thankfully, Rob handed me my top and 
said, "Come on, let's go to the room."

I struggled into my top and we said good night to the 
kids. I wrapped my towel around my waist and we left 
quickly. We hurried to the room and had the hottest sex 
that we had ever had in our four years together. With 
all the sex that we had already enjoyed today I 
wouldn't have thought it possible, but we fucked 
passionately for more than an hour. We fucked and 
sucked and licked and bit and laughed and giggled and 
talked about what we had done and when I woke up in the 
morning I awoke to Rob's tongue licking my pussy.

I remembered everything that we had done yesterday and 
I thought that my crotch must be a pretty unpleasant 
place to have your face right now. I tried to push his 
head away, but he would not be denied. He licked and 
kissed my pussy and just as I was nearing orgasm he 
stopped. I screamed at him and pulled his hair, but he 
just laughed and stood up and pulled me into the 
shower.

I was struggling as he pulled me along. I was calling 
him names and threatening him with everything, up to 
and including divorce. He just turned around and picked 
me up in his arms and said, "So, you're feeling kind of 
horny?"

"Yes! God damn you! What are doing to me?" I was not 
talking quietly.

He laughed and said, "If you are good and horny it 
shouldn't be that hard to dress you the way that I want 
when we go to breakfast."

I pleaded, "Rob please! Just finish what you were doing 
and I promise you I'll wear anything that you want."

He stopped and said, "You promise? You'll wear anything 
that I want, all day? No, all weekend? I want you to 
dress anyway I want until we go home. Will you do 
that?"

I didn't tell him that I was having so much fun that I 
would have done it anyway. I wanted him to think he was 
forcing me. I promised to wear anything he wanted for 
the rest of the weekend and he took me back to the bed 
and finished eating me to several orgasms before he got 
up on top of me and fucked me again. This was 
definitely going to be a weekend to remember.

We were pretty late getting to breakfast. We spent 
almost another hour in bed before we finally made it to 
the shower. While I was putting on my lipstick and 
brushing my hair, Rob was selecting my ensemble. 

I wasn't surprised to see another of the tiny little 
skirts. I wasn't all that surprised at his choice of 
the crocheted top either. I was a bit surprised that 
there were no panties laid out. I tried to point out 
that guys like to see a flash of panty. He didn't fall 
for it.

I put on the outfit he had selected and then he got me 
to pose for a few pictures before we went out. I looked 
in the mirror before we left and I could not believe 
that I was actually going to leave the room like this. 
I did though. 

We hadn't gotten very far from our room before the fun 
started. We were waiting for the elevator and Rob was 
telling me how hot I looked. Believe me, I knew it! 

While we were standing there we heard footsteps coming 
down the hall and out of the corner of my eye I saw a 
couple about our age coming our way. The elevator came 
and we got in and Rob held the door for them. 

I couldn't help but blush when they stepped into the 
elevator and both of them stared at me. They weren't 
shocked or upset though. For some reason that was the 
reaction that I feared most, I didn't want to offend 
anyone. Just before we got to the ground floor the 
woman smiled and said, "You look really hot. I wish I 
had your nerve."

I smiled and said, "I promised him I would wear 
whatever he picked out. I have never gone out dressed 
like this before. I'm scared to death!"

She laughed and said, "Don't worry about it. With your 
body you can pull it off."

Then I waited as we reached the lobby and the doors 
opened. The other couple went out first and I steeled 
myself to step out into the lobby feeling half naked. 
Rob took my hand and we headed for the front door. We 
had really liked the place we had dinner last night. 
Sitting out on that deck and listening to the ocean and 
staring out to sea. It was the perfect place to eat.

We had to walk almost three blocks to get there and it 
was still early for the vacation crowd but there were 
enough people around that I was under constant 
scrutiny. I was so grateful for the dark sunglasses I 
was wearing. I could watch their reactions without 
having to meet their gaze. 

I found their reactions quite complimentary. I never 
saw a look of disapproval on anyone's face. I got lots 
of stares, from people of both sexes. All the looks 
ranged from incredulous to outright lust, with mild 
amusement being the most common reaction. I was so 
concerned with how everyone would judge me that we were 
almost to the restaurant before I began to notice that 
there were a lot of young women out there dressed in 
outfits nearly as revealing as my own. Once I made that 
discovery I became more comfortable. 

We arrived at the restaurant and were seated 
immediately. I think Rob was disappointed that we had a 
waitress this morning. Once he saw how cute she was 
though, he got over it. She didn't even seem to notice 
that my nipples were showing through my top. She was 
all smiles and very friendly. 

I was more careful when I sat down, since I wasn't 
wearing panties. I had worn the tiny skirt very low on 
my waist and I was able to keep my crotch from being 
exposed, as long as I didn't move around too much.

We were served our coffee and we sat and talked about 
the expressions on the faces of some of the people we 
had passed on the way to the restaurant this morning. I 
tried to avoid sounding too excited. I knew somehow 
that he would find it more exciting if I were doing 
this reluctantly. I was actually. I would never have 
left the room this morning dressed like this. Not if he 
had not selected these two little items for me. I would 
be a liar though if I tried to say that I didn't find 
it exciting. 

Rob could tell, of course. He saw how excited I was, 
but he knew that I would have to be made to go out like 
this. Now we were both watching the people around us 
and enjoying their reactions to my sexy outfit. 

After breakfast we continued up the sidewalk away from 
our hotel for a few more blocks. We looked into the 
windows of the shops and I knew that Rob was looking 
for more slutty clothes for me to wear in public. He 
couldn't find anything sluttier than the skirts he had 
bought for me. He found some interesting tops, but 
nothing more revealing than what I had on now.

He did spot another swimming suit that he liked. It was 
a tiny piece of cloth called a Wicked Weasel and when 
he saw it on the mannequin in the window of one of the 
shops he dragged me inside and bought two of them. I 
was more than a little nervous about them. They didn't 
look legal to me. He was assured by the young salesgirl 
that they were perfectly legal, but she recommended 
that I only wear them at the beach. I might have 
trouble getting served in a restaurant in one of them.

I was starting to worry that Rob was getting carried 
away. I didn't say anything to him for two reasons. I 
was still having fun, and if I reached my limit I knew 
that I could just put the brakes on. I found though, 
that I liked being just a little bit out of control for 
the first time in my life.

After he bought the Weasels we headed back to our 
hotel. There were more people out and about now and I 
was really attracting a lot of attention. I was 
enjoying it more and more too. We made one more stop on 
the way back to our room. Rob had me wait outside while 
he ducked into a drug store for a few minutes. 

I was approached by several attractive guys while I 
waited for Rob and the comments were really starting to 
go to my head. Two guys stopped to talk to me right 
away and as they tried to pick me up they were both 
commenting on my sexy outfit. I looked down and my dark 
pink nipples were very obvious under the crocheted top. 
They hadn't poked through the holey material, but they 
might as well have. I explained to them that my husband 
was in the store and I was waiting for him. They were 
disappointed and as they finally walked away I was too, 
a little bit. It had been fun teasing them like that, 
and all I had to do was stand there and look sexy.

I was approached twice more before Rob finally came 
back out. When he did come out he found me talking to a 
tall, blonde beach bum while several of his friends 
stood nearby staring at me.

Rob came over, smiling when he saw how much fun I was 
having, and put his arm around me. The beach bum was 
bummed, but we continued on to our room and as we 
walked I told him about all the guys that had hit on 
me. 

We went straight to our room and Rob told me to put on 
one of the Wicked Weasel suits. It took a while to 
figure it out. It was mostly string. This was 
definitely a new experience for me. I had never even 
worn a thong before!

I finally figured it out and pulled it on and with his 
help managed to secure it in place. The back and sides 
were just strings. The front was an unlined, semi-
transparent strip of cloth that stretched up in a 
narrow V from my crotch, up over my nipples and then 
around behind my neck. At no point was it more than an 
inch wide. Even when the suit was dry the material was 
see-through. It would disappear when it got wet. 

It just barely covered my nipples and didn't really 
adequately cover my labia. I stood in front of the 
mirror in the bathroom and stared at my reflection for 
a long time. I was afraid to turn around and see what 
it looked like from the back. I did finally, and it 
looked like I was naked.

When I went back out to the bedroom Rob asked, "Would 
you rather go to the beach or use the pool today?"

I shivered in a mixture of fear and excitement at the 
thought of being seen in this thing. I thought about it 
and said, "Let's go see how crowded the pool is. Then 
I'll decide."

It was early in the season yet. School was still in 
session and there were not a lot of young kids around. 
I was grateful for that anyway. The big rush of 
families to the beach hadn't started yet. Most of the 
people around were young adults and retired baby 
boomers. I would have been much more reluctant to go 
out like this if the place was teeming with kids. 

Rob grabbed the canvas bag containing our beach stuff 
and we headed down to the lobby and out to the pool. I 
had a towel around my waist, but my breasts might just 
as well have been uncovered. 

The pool wasn't that crowded. We saw the two brothers 
and the sister that we had been in the hot tub with 
last night. They were with a crowd of people and didn't 
notice us. There were several other couples around and 
I was attracting a little attention. It wasn't that 
bad, but I looked out at the beach and there were fewer 
people there, and it was a larger area, so I opted for 
the beach.

We went out through the gate and crossed over the 
wooden walkway over the dunes and onto the wide beach. 
The hotel had chairs out there for their guests and 
would soon have a small snack shack open for drinks and 
snacks. We chose a couple of lounge chairs away from 
the few other couples that were already out there and 
got comfortable.

We had not been there long though before a group of 
four young guys came out and when they saw me they 
immediately occupied chairs nearby. A couple of them 
introduced themselves to us and we talked a little, but 
I don't know if they heard a thing that we said. Their 
eyes were focused on my all but naked body and they 
were free with their compliments. They both offered to 
help out with the suntan lotion too.

Rob thanked them for their offer and said he would keep 
them in mind.

Rob and I pulled our chairs closer together and 
stretched out on our stomachs. My ass was now totally 
exposed to anyone who cared to look. A lot of people 
were looking, especially the four guys that had moved 
in around us. I heard their quiet conversation come to 
a complete stop for a moment and then I heard them 
talking about my ass. They were not being too obnoxious 
about it. They were whispering, but I could hear enough 
of what they were saying to know they were talking 
about me.

Up until today, not a lot of guys had seen my ass. 
There had only been my husband and one previous lover, 
Rob and Clark. That was pretty much it. Now it was on 
public exhibition. I didn't dare turn over though. 
Because I knew that the juices from my tingling pussy 
had already wet through the tiny patch of cloth 
covering me there. I knew that most private part of my 
anatomy would be totally exposed.

Rob and I had our heads just inches from each other and 
we were smiling and staring into each other's eyes. He 
knew how hot I was getting. I had come to understand 
that this was a huge turn on for him too. I wondered 
how far he was going to let this go. I realized though 
that I wasn't afraid anymore. A large part of the 
excitement that I felt right now came from being unable 
to decide for myself. I had told him that I would let 
him decide what I would wear for the weekend. The idea 
being that he wanted to put my sexy body on display. I 
didn't know how far he was willing to go though, or how 
far I would be able to go before I chickened out and 
put the brakes on.

After a few minutes he reached into our canvas bag and 
brought out one of the magazines he had bought at the 
drugstore this morning and handed it to me. He told me 
to read it for a while.

It was a compilation of letters, or they purported to 
be letters from people who did the sort of thing that 
we were doing right now, and a whole hell of a lot 
more! Many of the letters were obviously someone's 
fantasies. Some of them though, were plausible. A lot 
of the letters were about men watching their wives 
teasing, flirting, and having sex with other men. 

I looked at Rob from time to time as I read the 
stories, or letters, whichever. He was obviously 
sending me a message here. He must have known the 
content of this magazine when he bought it. I knew that 
I was getting very turned on by what I was reading. I 
didn't think that I was ready to go as far as the 
people I was reading about. We are a pretty open minded 
couple, but we needed to talk about this!

I continued to read, and I continued to be very 
excited. In a half hour or so a very cute waiter in a 
pair of spandex trunks and a Hawaiian shirt came around 
taking drink orders. Rob ordered a couple of Bloody 
Marys. I had never consumed alcohol this early in the 
day, not even in college. I didn't hesitate this time 
though. I needed something to calm my nerves. I felt 
like my body was on fire. The things that I was reading 
about were so damned exciting. The fact that I was 
reading these things in public, nearly naked, that only 
added to the experience. 

As I read, and I imagined myself in some of the 
scenarios that I was reading, I heard a little voice in 
the back of my mind that said, "This is what turns my 
husband on!"

I knew that it turned me on, and I knew that it turned 
him on. What if we actually did something like this 
though? What about the next day? Would I regret it? 
Would Rob?

I took off my sunglasses and reached over and pulled 
his off. I looked in his eyes and said, "Have you 
thought this through?"

He smiled, but he looked a little bit embarrassed. Then 
he said, "I have been reading that magazine since I 
entered puberty, that one and several others like it. 
From the first time we made love and I realized how 
sexual you were I wondered if you would enjoy those 
things. The question now is not does it turn you on. I 
see that it does. It turns you on just as much as it 
does me. The question is, if we tried something like 
that would you be sorry the next day? Would you regret 
it and blame me, because it would be my fault."

I thought about that and realized that I wasn't sure, 
but I thought that the answer was no. Then I said, 
"That isn't the only question. The other question is 
how would you feel about a woman that did those 
things?"

He chuckled and said, "Do you want me to stand up and 
show you how much that isn't even a consideration?"

I put my glasses back on and sipped my drink and read 
some more letters. The situations were very similar in 
most of the letters that I was reading. There were many 
variations, but in most of them a wife made herself 
available to other men with her husband's blessing, or 
he made her available to other men and she was more or 
less a submissive, allowing herself to be used by 
whomever her husband chose. I had never thought of 
myself that way, but now, reading these letters, the 
prospect was becoming very appealing.

When I was halfway through the magazine Rob stood up 
and said, come on, let's go swimming.

I marked my place and dropped the magazine on my chair 
and we walked down to the water. It was a little cool 
still, but it was nice once we got in, once that 
initial shock wore off. As we waded in I thought, "This 
is it. In seconds I am going to be naked in public."

Just before we got in past our knees I looked down and 
saw that I had been right, the little patch of cloth 
over my pubic area was soaking wet. Then I was hit by a 
small wave and I was wet all over. I looked down as the 
wave receded and the suit was nothing more now than a 
pink tint covering small portions of my skin. Not only 
did it not cover anything, it actually drew attention 
to the parts of my body that were supposed to be 
covered in public.

There were a few people near us, but not many. By the 
time I was up to my neck in the water they had seen 
what they wanted to see and been amazed, but then they 
left us alone.

As Rob and I bobbed in the quiet surf we talked about 
what I had been reading. I had to admit I was 
surprised. I wasn't aware that there was a large 
segment of the population that found the sharing of 
wives to be exciting. I thought guys were all jealous 
and over protective. Rob watched me carefully as we 
talked. He knew that I was turned on by wearing the 
outfits that he had put me in over the last two days. 
He remembered vividly how excited I became going 
topless in the hot tub last night. There was no hiding 
how turned on I had gotten reading that magazine this 
morning either.

The question still remained, how would I feel the next 
day if we did something like that? I wasn't sure that I 
knew. I had been raised to believe that decent women 
didn't do that sort of thing and a good husband would 
never permit something like that. Was it really 
something that people did? Or was that all just male 
fantasy?

Was I reluctant because I didn't know how I would feel 
the next day, or because I didn't know how Rob would 
feel the next day? 

As I was thinking about it Rob pulled me close and held 
me in his arms. I could feel his hard cock pressing 
against my belly. I reached down and wrapped my hand 
around it and grinned at him. I looked in his eyes and 
said, "Would you want me to do those things? I promised 
to wear whatever you wanted this weekend. Would you 
want me to agree to give you free rein from now until 
we left his hotel?"

Before he could answer I said, "Think about it Rob. 
Think about how you would feel about me if you saw me 
with another man's cock in my mouth or my pussy and 
getting off on it. Would you love me the way you love 
me now when that was all over?"

He stopped smiling and said, "That isn't even a 
consideration. I am, and I have always been, among that 
army of men that find the idea of that particular form 
of forbidden sex to be incredibly erotic and totally 
irresistible. I would only have regrets if you tried 
it, and regretted it, and held it against me. I don't 
want to change our relationship. This would not be an 
everyday thing if we did it. It would be something that 
we did from time to time because we both found it 
exciting and because it enhanced our sex life. Not that 
our sex life needs enhancing. I have had these 
fantasies since I found my father's copies of that 
magazine when I was a teenager. I know people that live 
that lifestyle and are happy. I also know people that 
tried it and it was a disaster. We could try easing 
into it and see how it goes. What do you think?"

I sighed deeply. Then I said, "I have been on the verge 
of cumming without even being touched since I opened 
that fucking magazine. I understand why it turned you 
on. I don't think I would have a problem with it the 
next day as long as I never looked in your eyes and saw 
regret. I'm nervous, but I can't deny that I am very 
turned on. So, I want to take it a little slow, but for 
the rest of the weekend I am in your hands."

I had slipped my hand inside Rob's trunks while we were 
talking and I felt his cock throb when I put myself in 
his hands, and then I felt him cum! I was just holding 
him, and promising to make his fantasies come true and 
he had an orgasm!

He looked sheepish when I looked up at him in surprise. 
Rob is one guy that had never had a problem with self 
control or premature ejaculation. He always lasted long 
enough to rock my little world several times. I was 
shocked. I smiled up at him and said, "Lone Ranger no 
wait for Tonto!"

He pulled me even tighter and kissed me passionately 
and then he said, "I adore you. I will always adore 
you. I am going to live out my fantasies this weekend, 
but I will still protect you and try to make sure that 
you have just as much fun as I do, if not more. If, 
however, you find that you are having a problem with 
what is happening, all you have to do is say so."

I held him close and thought about it for a moment and 
said, "I want this to happen. I'm pretty sure that I do 
anyway. The thing is, in my mind I can't be too 
willing. Willing, but not too willing. You may have to 
overcome some reluctance. Don't worry though, if the 
water starts getting too deep, I'll let you know."

We kissed again and then we started back to our lounge 
chairs. As I walked past the four guys that had moved 
in next to us they all looked up and complimented me on 
my swimming suit. I smiled and thanked them, as if I 
were actually wearing something, because for all 
intents and purposes, with this Weasel thing on I was 
wet and naked.

I reached down and picked up my magazine and stretched 
out and opened it to where I had left off. As I read 
the guy beside me said, "I see that you are reading one 
of my favorite magazines."

I blushed and said, "I never even knew it existed. I 
never saw one before. It certainly is interesting!"

Rob said, "Didn't I hear you offer to help Dawn if she 
wanted some suntan lotion applied?"

A shudder ran through my body when he said that. It was 
starting already!

The young man said, "I would hate to see that beautiful 
body get burned."

I thought about what I looked like from the back. There 
were only a few strings between me and completely nude. 
Now, Rob was about to allow a total stranger to run his 
hands over my body. I don't know if it made a 
difference, but the guy was my age, and very cute. I 
recalled that he had said that his name was Todd and he 
and his friends were visiting from Indiana. I certainly 
wouldn't have to worry about running into him when we 
went home.

I watched with mounting excitement as Rob reached into 
our bag and pulled out the lotion and tossed it to 
Todd. Todd moved over and sat on the side of my chair 
and I saw his three friends sit up and turn to watch as 
their buddy opened the bottle and dabbed cream all over 
my body. 

He closed up the bottle of lotion and set it down, and 
then he began to slowly and gently rub the cream all 
over my body. I closed up the magazine and closed my 
eyes as his hands moved over my shoulders and began to 
slowly work their way down my body. I glanced at Rob 
several times and I saw that he was just as excited as 
I was. 

Todd's hands finally reached my ass and began moving 
over it freely. His fingers dipped into the crack of my 
ass just as casually as he had rubbed my shoulders. One 
of his fingers even pressed against my asshole, dipped 
in briefly causing me to gasp loudly, and then moved 
on. 

His fingers dipped down between my legs and I felt them 
rubbing my slit through the tiny piece of cloth there 
before pushing the cloth to the side and rubbing over 
and then into my very wet pussy. He spent a long time 
there and I tried to resist but in a very short time my 
hands were gripping the side of my chair and I was 
groaning and biting my tongue to keep from screaming as 
I had an orgasm.

When I finally opened my eyes again Rob was grinning 
like an idiot and watching me recover. He said quietly 
in a voice dripping with lust, "I am so going to fuck 
you tonight!"

Todd chuckled and his hands moved down my legs and he 
greased me up all the way to my feet. Then he picked 
the lotion up again and said, "Okay Dawn, turn over."

I shivered and said, "Oh god!" Then I turned over. I 
looked down and saw that the cloth that he had pushed 
aside so that he could finger my pussy was bunched up 
against my thigh and covered nothing. My pussy was 
totally exposed, and all five men were looking at it. 
So were several others around, but I wouldn't notice 
them until later.

Rob reached over and took my hand in his and we held 
hands while Todd daubed more cream around my body and 
began rubbing it in, slowly and sensuously. He started 
at my neck and as his hands moved down over my chest he 
gently moved the tiny strips of cloth out of the way, 
totally baring my breasts. He spent a lot of time 
applying lotion there before moving down my stomach, 
leaving my breasts exposed.

I had nearly cum again while he was massaging my 
breasts, but I had managed to resist. There was no 
resistance left in me, however, when his hands once 
more began exploring my pussy. He completely ignored 
everyone else on the beach as he dipped his fingers 
into my pussy and I totally lost control. I managed 
only to bite my lower lip and keep from screaming 
loudly as I had one orgasm after another. I have no 
idea how many I had before he finally moved his hands 
down to my thighs.

He took his time though, letting me come back down to 
earth slowly as he continued to massage his way down my 
legs. I didn't even realize at first how totally naked 
I was. Not until he was rubbing oil into my ankles and 
I opened my eyes and looked down and saw that my 
breasts and my pubic area were still totally exposed.

I saw something else too. I saw the incredibly large 
bulge in his trunks. It seemed to be significantly 
larger than any other cock that I had seen. I hadn't 
seen, or experienced that many of course, but I was 
curious about his. 

Todd finally finished coating my body with suntan 
lotion and he slowly and carefully replaced the strips 
of cloth over my very hard nipples and extremely 
sensitive vagina. Most of this time my head had been 
turned toward Rob and we were looking in each other's 
eyes. Now I turned to thank Todd and I saw his three 
friends staring in awe. I smiled at him and thanked him 
and he said, "Any time Dawn. I honestly didn't mind at 
all."

I chuckled and said, "Okay, after the next time I go 
swimming I'll need another application."

He said, "You might also need someone out there to 
protect you from sharks and giant squid. You might even 
come across an octopus."

I said, "Yeah, I would hate to get dragged off by an 
octopus."

I lay my head back then and for the next fifteen 
minutes or so I held Rob's hand and squeezed it tight 
as I thought about what had just happened and how I had 
reacted to it. I know, I hadn't fucked anyone yet, but 
my reservations were pretty much gone. 

Everywhere I looked I saw a hardon. At first I just 
noticed the four guys and Rob. A casual glance around 
though showed a half a dozen couples of various ages 
had been watching Todd grease me up. I probably should 
have been horrified, but I wasn't. I wasn't because I 
was so turned on, and because I could see that the 
other people, the strangers that had been watching 
quietly, were also turned on. I saw the smiles and the 
hardons to prove it. 

After taking a quick look around I closed my eyes and 
relived what had just happened yet again.

It was getting close to noon and the sun was very hot. 
Rob sat up and said, "Lets go in the water and cool off 
and then we can go get some lunch."

I stood up and looked down and realized that because of 
the sweat and the lotion my suit was still transparent. 
Far from being embarrassed though, I was excited. I was 
beginning to like being nude in public.

Just before we headed back down to the water Rob turned 
to Todd and asked, "Aren't you guys coming to protect 
her from squids and shit?"

The comments as they got to their feet ranged from 
"Fuck yes!" to "I'd attack a shark or a squid for a 
little of that!"

They followed my naked ass to the water's edge and as 
we waded in my body got cool, but not my mind. I didn't 
know what they had in mind, but whatever it was, I was 
up for it!

We waded back out to that area where the water just 
covered my shoulders. When we stopped Rob pulled me 
close and kissed me and whispered, "I have never been 
so turned on in my fucking life!"

I smiled, because I felt the same way.

Todd came up behind me and his hands began moving over 
my body while Rob kissed me. After a minute though, Rob 
stepped away and I was quickly surrounded by Todd and 
his three friends. I soon had four sets of hands 
exploring my body and pulling what little of my suit 
there was out of the way. I felt cocks rubbing against 
my ass and my stomach as Todd said, "Let me introduce 
you to your octopus. The cock that's rubbing your ass 
right now belongs to Phil. Terry is on your left and 
Hugh is on your right. 

I politely said, "Hi guys. I am very glad to meet you," 
as though four strange men were not groping me and 
rubbing their cocks against me.

There is no way to describe what I was feeling with the 
hands of four boys that I had just met exploring my 
body eagerly. I wanted desperately to be in my room 
right now, or theirs. Anywhere that I could be naked 
and they could be naked and I could take on all four of 
them. 

Group sex is not something that I had ever contemplated 
before. Not until now. I was ready though. I wanted a 
cock inside of me so bad. I wanted to taste them and I 
wanted them to hold me down and fuck me half to death. 

I leaned forward and kissed Todd and as we kissed I 
reached into his trunks and wrapped my hands around his 
cock. I had not been wrong earlier. His cock was 
significantly larger than the other cocks that I had 
experienced. We both groaned as I took him in hand and 
I said, "God you're big! I've never had a cock like 
that before."

He said, "Would you like to?"

I could only say, "Oh god!"

I heard Rob behind me though. "Yes, she would. She has 
agreed to wear anything, and do anything that I ask of 
her this weekend. I think I want to see her fuck four 
strange men. I don't suppose I could talk you guys into 
that could I?"

Todd laughed and said, "I've never had a gangbang 
before. I've never fucked a woman as beautiful and sexy 
as your wife before either. But it isn't because I'm 
not easy. I believe my friends and I would love to help 
you out with that. I wasn't kidding earlier. That 
magazine she was reading is one of my favorites. So 
where do you want to do this?"

While Rob and Todd were talking, Terry had taken my 
hand and put it inside of his trunks. He was not as 
large as Todd, but it was a very nice handful and I 
held on tight as he returned his hand to my breast.

Phil, the man rubbing his cock on my ass, had pulled 
his trunks down and was rubbing his cock up and down 
the crack of my ass. I was getting weak and if we 
didn't take this somewhere soon I was going to have to 
rape one of these guys right here in the ocean.

Rob, tease that he is, said, "It's lunch time. Why 
don't we go somewhere and have lunch first, then go to 
our room and see what we can talk her into."

Todd, who had already assumed the position of spokesman 
for his group, smiled and looked me right in the eyes 
and said, "What I want to eat isn't on the menu 
anywhere, but we want the young lady to keep her 
strength up."

I pulled my hands free of the two hard cocks I had been 
holding and worked at getting my suit back into place, 
even though it didn't really cover anything. The guys 
struggled to adjust their cocks in their trunks and 
then we filed out of the water and returned to pick up 
our belongings before heading into the hotel. 

We walked back through the pool area and it didn't even 
occur to me that I was carrying my towel, not wearing 
it around my waist. At least, it didn't occur to me 
until we were crossing the pool deck and I saw the 
looks of the people sitting around the pool when they 
saw me. 

The trio from last night, Kevin, Kale and Karen saw us 
and said hello and I smiled at them and waived. We 
didn't slow down though. We headed for the elevators 
and all six of us piled in and long before the doors 
closed I had hands all over me again.

The guys had a couple of rooms on the floor below ours 
and we let them out and agreed to meet in the lobby in 
twenty minutes. Then we hurried to our room and got 
into a hot shower.

Rob and I were all over each other in the shower and I 
wanted him so bad. He wouldn't give in though. His cock 
was hard enough to drive a nail with, but he was 
enjoying this too much. He wanted to drag it out as 
long as possible.

We dried off and made ourselves presentable. In the 
bedroom he handed me another of those tiny skirts that 
we had bought yesterday and then he tried to decide 
which of the new tops was the most revealing. He 
finally decided on the one that was a square of cloth 
that tied over my breasts and through which my nipples 
were plainly visible. After I put it on he looked at it 
and then he went behind me and loosened the ties that 
held it in place. 

I looked in the mirror and with it loosened this way it 
fell forward so that my breasts were almost completely 
on display from the sides. I had a feeling that this 
would lead to problems when we met back up with the 
octopus. There was plenty of room to slide a hand in 
between my top and my breasts.

We headed down in the elevator and the guys were 
waiting in the lobby for us. Their faces really lit up 
when they saw my outfit and it was obvious that they 
instantly approved. They didn't know yet that I wasn't 
wearing panties, but I was pretty sure that they would 
soon. They also didn't realize at first that my nipples 
were visible under the top. They only saw the sides of 
my breasts and the gaping of the cloth that nearly 
exposed my nipples from the sides.

We stopped all conversation as we walked out through 
the lobby and when we got outside we all agreed on the 
restaurant where Rob and I had been eating all of our 
meals. Rob and Todd walked ahead and talked quietly. I 
was distracted by Phil and Hugh. They moved in on 
either side of me and they each reached down and took 
hold of a cheek of my ass and held it as we walked the 
three blocks to the restaurant. 

You would not believe the looks we got from the people 
we met on the sidewalk. I wished that I could have read 
their minds. Well, I guess I could. It was obvious what 
they were thinking, and they were right. 

We made it to the restaurant and were quickly seated on 
the deck. It was lunch time and the place was more 
crowded than we had seen it before. A lot of couples 
were sitting around drinking and talking and taking in 
the sun. They all stared at us as we came in and sat 
down. I saw a few disapproving looks from a couple of 
them, but again I was surprised at how many people 
didn't seem to disapprove. They even seemed to be 
amused. I found that encouraging. It was like maybe I 
was living out a whole bunch of people's fantasies.

We had the waiter from our first visit and he 
recognized Rob and me. We ordered drinks while we 
looked at the menu and, to be honest, I felt the same 
way Todd did. What I wanted to eat wasn't on the menu. 
I decided on a BLT and the guys all ordered appetizers.

It was quiet at first. You could cut the sexual tension 
at our table with a knife. That changed when Rob and 
Todd, both fans of the magazine that I had been 
reading, started discussing memorable letters from the 
past.

Phil, Terry, Hugh and I were not so familiar with the 
magazine. We listened eagerly to the scenarios that 
were raised I think that we all began to realize that 
we had missed some pretty interesting reading.

While Rob and Todd talked I listened with one ear and 
flirted with the other three guys. They soon realized 
that I had nothing on under my skirt and I moved into 
Phil's lap for a while and with his hand on my pussy we 
talked about more mundane matters. 

The four of them had been best friends all through 
their undergraduate studies at the University of 
Indiana and were about to start graduate school there. 
They had shared a house for the last two years and 
decided that they wanted a nice quiet vacation for a 
change, instead of the hectic partying that surrounded 
the normal spring break. So they had altered their 
normal schedules and destinations with an idea towards 
a week of peace and quiet, rest and relaxation. 
Unfortunately, their week was nearly over. They were 
catching a plane out this evening.

I looked up and saw our orders coming and slid off of 
Phil's lap and ate my sandwich while they had their 
drinks and the various appetizers that they had 
ordered. All through lunch Rob and Todd entertained us 
with their summaries of past letters to that magazine 
that they had found entertaining.

By the time we were ready to leave I was ready to fuck 
all five of them right there on the table. We walked 
back to the hotel and part of the way back I had Phil's 
hand inside my top, and he didn't care who saw it. 
Terry got in on the action this time and his hand had 
pulled the back of my skirt up and was holding my bare 
ass as we walked.

It was a damned good thing that the cops weren't out in 
force yet.

We arrived back at the hotel in a sexual haze and as 
soon as we got in the elevator Rob removed my top. It 
was the middle of the day and there were people 
everywhere, and I didn't care. We got off on our floor 
and were half way to our room when a door opened and a 
couple came out and saw me walking down the hall, bare 
breasted and in the company of five men with obvious 
hard-ons.

They came to a stop and watched us all the way to our 
room. I turned back to look at them while Rob was 
taking his time opening our door. They were looking at 
each other and grinning widely.

We went inside and I headed for the bed. I hadn't 
cleaned up the room before we left and there were a few 
items of clothing on the bed that I was going to take 
care of before we got started. I didn't make it. Todd 
took me in his arms and picked me up and while he held 
me off the floor Rob pulled my skirt off. My sandals 
came off with the skirt and I was naked in a bedroom 
with five horny men. 

Todd sat me on the bed and stripped out of his clothes 
in seconds. Then he pushed me back and as soon as I was 
flat on my back he was between my legs and eating my 
pussy. I came in less than a minute but he continued to 
eat my pussy while I struggled to catch my breath. 

I opened my eyes and saw that they were all naked now. 
Phil moved up to the side of the bed and I took his 
unusually fat cock into my mouth and began sucking like 
crazy. Between Clark and Rob I had gotten pretty damned 
good at sucking cock. Phil was proof of that. He didn't 
last much longer than I had. While I was sucking him 
off, Terry got on the bed and began sucking on one of 
my tits and Hugh bent down on the other side and now I 
had three mouths on my body and a cock in my mouth and 
I was in heaven.

I heard Rob ask, "Do you guys mind?"

I looked over at him and saw that he had our movie 
camera out and the guys were more than happy to allow 
him to record them. I was glad, because I wanted very 
much to see this later.

Phil came just as I was cumming again and Todd paused 
long enough for Phil and Terry to change places. As 
soon as I had Terry's cock in my mouth Todd started 
eating me again. He was a master at what he was doing 
and he ate me as I sucked off his three friends and my 
husband. 

As soon as they had all cum, he moved up over me and 
said, "Now it's our turn."

I grinned at him and wrapped my hand around his great 
big cock and guided it to my anxious pussy. As soon as 
he felt the head of his cock nestled in my slit he 
began to slowly sink it into me, inch by inch, pausing 
frequently to let me adjust. I wasn't sure if he was 
doing that because he was so large and was giving me 
time to adjust or because he was trying to tease me. 

Whatever his reason, by the time he had it buried in me 
all the way I was on the verge of insanity. I had never 
been so turned on. I was naked in bed in a room full of 
horny young men who all wanted to fuck me and eat me 
and get sucked off. I was the center piece in a 
gangbang! Just thinking that made me cum again and I 
wrapped my arms around Todd's neck and pulled him tight 
and now I didn't care who heard me scream. I screamed 
long and loud and swore like I had never sworn before. 
I used words that I didn't even know that I knew!

He was fucking me harder and faster and I was lifting 
my hips to meet every thrust of his large cock. The 
sound of our bodies slamming together was loud in the 
room and the slurping sound of his cock plunging in and 
out of my sloppy wet pussy was even louder.

He started talking to me just before he came. He told 
me how hot I was. He told me what a fucking slut I was. 
He told me I was the hottest cunt that he had ever 
fucked and he was going to fill my hot hole with so 
much cum that it would be draining out of me for a 
week. All the time he was fucking me harder and harder 
and I screamed and biting his shoulder and my 
fingernails scraped down the length of his muscular 
back as I had a massive orgasm, after which I promptly 
passed out. 

I was only out for seconds. He was resting over me, 
kissing my face when I woke up. I opened my eyes and he 
smiled and said, "You are the hottest fucking slut I 
have ever met in my life. We are going to fuck you 
today until you can't walk. One at a time and all at 
once, over and over, you are never going to forget us."

I laughed and in a very shaky voice I said, "There 
isn't much danger of that!"

Todd finally pulled his cock out of me and I groaned as 
it slid free. God it had felt good!

As soon as Todd got up, Terry and Phil helped me sit up 
and Hugh sat down on my pillow and leaned back against 
the headboard. I was turned around and put on my hands 
and knees and as soon as I took Hugh into my mouth 
again Phil knelt behind me and put his cock in my 
pussy. 

His cock was not as long as Todd's, but it was fat, 
fatter than Rob's. I really felt the difference too. I 
felt the difference with Phil's fat cock more than I 
had with Todd's with the extra length. I was just 
noting the differences though, they were all good. I 
had no complaints about any of them.

I came twice more while I was sucking off Hugh and Phil 
was fucking me. I had my eyes closed most of the time, 
but every time I opened them and saw Rob with the 
camera and a hard-on and saw Todd and Terry waiting 
another turn and watching the show I was putting on, my 
excitement level doubled all over again.

I had never maintained such a sustained state of 
arousal for so long as I had today. I had been aroused 
since I had gotten up this morning. It had built up 
steadily during the day until now and I was out of my 
mind with lust.

I was so fucking turned on that after Phil added his 
cum to the load already deposited in my pussy and he 
backed away I didn't even protest when Terry got behind 
me and started transferring cum from my pussy to my ass 
and stretching me out. My only thought was that I was 
glad that it was Terry since his was the smallest cock 
in the bunch.

I was distracted when Hugh grabbed my head and filled 
my mouth with another load of cum and by the time he 
moved out of the way Terry had three fingers in my ass 
and it didn't feel half bad.

Todd moved up and sat in my face and I thought that it 
was nice of him to have cleaned his cock off for me. I 
began to lick and suck at it and I was glad now that it 
wasn't as fat as Phil's cock was. I could take most of 
it into my mouth and he was watching me intently as 
Terry removed his fingers and began to replace them 
with his cock. 

It actually went pretty well. His cock is about the 
same as Rob's, right around seven inches and not overly 
fat. There were so many sexual distractions that I was 
actually enjoying the cock moving gently and slowly in 
and out of my ass.

Rob got some close-ups and then moved back out of the 
way again and I started concentrating on sucking Todd's 
cock. He wasn't mean about it, or too rough, but he was 
encouraging me to take more of it into my mouth with 
each down stroke. 

I was in such a lust crazed state of mind that I wanted 
desperately to satisfy him. I took his cock into my 
mouth and all the way to the back of my throat with 
every stroke and then, on one of my down strokes, he 
held my head and thrust his hips up and his cock slid 
right into my throat!

I heard Rob say, "Jesus H. Christ!" Then I saw him come 
in close and get some close-ups as I moved back and 
began doing it on my own. There was an uncomfortable 
catch at the halfway point of every stroke when the 
head of his cock reached the entrance to my throat, but 
it got easier each time. 

As I took his cock down my throat Todd was patting my 
hair and smoothing it down, petting me like a beloved 
pet and saying things like, "Oh yeah, that's it Dawn. 
Suck that cock. Show Rob how much you love my big 
fucking cock in your mouth. I'm just about to fill your 
mouth with a load of cum. My balls are full too. I've 
been watching your hot ass on the beach all day and I 
want to fill you with cum until it pours out of every 
hole in your body. Get ready baby, here it comes!"

I moved my lips up to the head of his cock and used my 
hands to finish him off and he wasn't kidding. His 
balls must have been full. I had to swallow twice 
before he finally stopped spurting and there were just 
a few drops oozing out of his cock.

I swallowed again and then I licked the last few drops 
of cum from his cock. I held his cock in my mouth then 
while I waited for Terry to finish fucking my ass.

I felt Terry tense up and he groaned loudly and then 
swore quietly as he dumped the first ever load of cum 
in my no longer virgin ass.

As soon as he pulled out I rolled onto my side and 
caught my breath for a moment. I saw that we were 
nowhere near finished. There were still three hard 
cocks in the room. I smiled at them and said, "You guys 
want me to clean up a little before the next round?"

The guys looked at each other and grinned and Phil 
said, "You don't have to on my account."

I rolled onto my back and spread my legs and said, 
"Then get your ass over here and fuck me, god damn it!"

I pulled him down on top of me and he started to kiss 
me. I turned my mouth away and said, "I've been sucking 
a lot of cock in the last few minutes. Are you sure you 
want to do that?"

He smiled and gripped my hair in his hand and turned my 
head and held it while he kissed me passionately. After 
several minutes he broke off the kiss and said, "If I 
didn't want to kiss your slutty ass I wouldn't have 
tried! Fuck girl, I'm about that far from eating your 
nasty cunt. If I didn't have to live with those three 
guys I'd have my face buried in your fucking cunt right 
now!"

I smiled and hugged him and said, "You sweet talker 
you!" Then I grabbed his fat cock and lined it up with 
my pussy again.

This was the only the second time I had gotten fucked 
face to face with just one guy to worry about at a time 
since this little gangbang began. I spread my legs and 
wrapped them around him and he drove his cock into me 
and Christ, it felt wonderful! I was soon making 
strange noises and begging him to fuck me harder and 
faster and then screaming through another orgasm before 
starting all over again. 

Phil had already cum twice. I was starting to lose 
track of who was doing what now, but it was easy to 
remember Phil's fat cock. This was number three for him 
and I wondered if he could do it. 

I needn't have worried. It took a while. It took a 
wild, wonderful while during which I had one screaming 
orgasm after another, but finally he sped up and 
slammed his cock into me and came again. I was already 
done, but feeling him using me like that and feeling 
his excitement was almost as good as cumming again 
myself.

I hugged Phil for a minute before he finally got up and 
then I looked down at myself. I was a fucking mess! I 
said, "Guys, if I had a cock I wouldn't even fuck me, 
and I like me a lot." 

I turned to Rob and asked, "Rob, would you get me a 
washcloth so I can get up and go clean up a little?"

He moved in first and got a good close-up of my well 
fucked pussy. Then he handed the camera to Phil and 
went and got a cloth. I put it over my pussy and rose 
to a sitting position. I took a few deep breaths and 
then Rob helped me up and I went to the bathroom and 
sat on the toilet. 

As soon as I sat down I heard a noise and looked up and 
saw Phil, recording as cum started draining out of me. 
I spread my legs and smiled and said, "You fucking 
pervert!"

He just grinned and kept filming the stream of cum 
draining out of me. 

I was a little more embarrassed when I had to pee as I 
sat there draining. That was something that I had never 
done with an audience before too. Phil just kept on 
filming though and for some reason, as my urine 
streamed out of me and splashed into the toilet, I 
started getting turned on again. I didn't dwell on it 
though. Instead, I wiped myself with toilet paper and 
Phil stepped back and continued filming while I turned 
the water on in the shower and took a quick shower.

I was alone when I finished and I dried off quickly and 
walked back out to the bedroom. The guys were all 
lounging around and reading the magazine that I had 
been reading at the beach. They were reading it out 
loud and I looked around at all the hard-ons and said, 
"See! You guys don't need me!"

Todd decided to prove me wrong and it started all over. 
Rob picked up the camera again and for the next two 
hours I fucked and sucked those four guys in all kinds 
of combinations. One time I had Todd's cock in my 
pussy, Terry was fucking my ass and I was sucking off 
Hugh while I used my hand on Phil's cock. Four cocks at 
once! It was complicated and not very comfortable, but 
the idea of servicing four cocks at the same time just 
drove me crazy.

We went back to just one at a time after that. I stayed 
on my back and if anyone got hard I was there for them. 
Rob hadn't fucked me since the gangbang started and 
when everyone else was finally done for the day he 
handed the camera back to Phil and said, "I have never 
been a big fan of anal sex, but since that sucker is 
open for business, what the hell!"

I smiled and got up on my hands and knees and said, 
"Next!"

Since my shower I had been fucked in the ass by both 
Hugh and Todd. Thankfully Phil declined. I was wet and 
ready though and I took Rob into my ass with no 
problems. While he was fucking my ass, Terry got up 
beside me and reached under me and played with my tits 
and Hugh got on the other side and reached down and 
started to lightly tickle my clit. 

Rob didn't last long. He had been watching with an 
aching hard-on for a long time. He started picking up 
the pace and said, "Dawn, this is going to be the 
quickest fuck of my life!"

I had probably had fifty orgasms this afternoon, but 
between the three of them I had one more big orgasm 
with Rob before I collapsed on the messy, cum soaked 
bed.

That was it. There was not another orgasm among us. 
Everyone, myself included, had been drained. I cupped 
my hand over my pussy and rushed to the bathroom again. 
I thought I would have the room to myself this time but 
Rob wanted a complete record of the event I guess. He 
followed me in and filmed the second round of cum 
draining out of me for a very long time. When it 
finally ended he kissed me lovingly and said, "I love 
you. Any regrets?"

I laughed and said, "Yes, I regret that you didn't talk 
me into this a year ago."

I took another quick shower and this time when I went 
back out into the bedroom the guys were no longer 
talking about sex. I was grateful. It had been a 
wonderful, exciting, glorious afternoon, but I needed a 
rest. I was sore and I was tired.

Todd looked up when I came in and smiled and said, "Hey 
beautiful, are you going to be ready to go again in an 
hour or so?"

My eyes shot open wide and they all laughed. He said, 
"Just kidding. We talked it over and decided that it 
would probably be a month before any of us can get it 
up again."

Then he looked at his watch and said, "Besides, we are 
already late. We have to check out and get to the 
airport. Our time in paradise is over."

I had some pretty mixed emotions when I heard that. I 
had really had a good time. However, I was pretty sure 
that I would not be ready for another round by 
tomorrow. I was really exhausted. I enjoyed their 
company though and I would miss them.

Rob saw my face and said, "Don't worry, I have Todd's 
number. We are planning next year's vacation already."

I smiled and turned to the guys and said, "Great, start 
saving up now. I am not talking about money!"

The guys finally got dressed and I kissed them all 
goodbye. After they left, Rob took a quick shower and 
we went for supper. Unlike at lunch time, I was 
famished for some reason.

We never even considered looking for a different 
restaurant. We headed for our favorite place and sat 
out on the deck and drank drinks with umbrellas in them 
and had an appetizer and held hands.

I was amazed at how good I felt, how totally 
comfortable I was with what we had just done. I felt no 
guilt, no self doubts. I felt sated and I felt deeply 
in love. It had been obvious that Rob had felt the same 
way I did. What we had just done was something that we 
would have to repeat, or at least some variation of it, 
perhaps many variations of it.

We were startled when we heard someone approaching and 
people greeting us by name. We looked up and it was the 
three kids from the hot tub last night. They came over 
and asked if they could join us and we pulled over 
another chair and they sat down.

The waiter came over and they ordered drinks. I was 
surprised, I wouldn't have thought that they were old 
enough, but then, the waiter seemed to know them and 
they weren't carded, who knows. As soon as the waiter 
left to get their drinks they pulled their chairs up 
close and leaned forward and Karen said in a quiet 
voice, "Okay, I want to hear all about it!"

Rob and I looked at them, or at her, and tried to 
figure out what they knew. 

Karen giggled and said, "We saw you taking those four 
hunks to your room after playing with them in the ocean 
for all of that time. 

Kevin said, "Yeah, and I saw them straggling out of 
your room this afternoon. They looked half dead."

Rob and I looked at each other for a minute. We had 
enjoyed our time with these three kids last night, but 
I was surprised that they thought they knew us well 
enough to ask these kinds of questions. I guess Rob 
wasn't as surprised. He pulled his chair up closer and 
after making sure no one else was listening in, he 
proceeded to tell them as much as he could remember of 
the afternoon's events.

I was unsure about this at first. They seemed so young. 
As I listened to his account though, and I watched 
their faces, I was getting excited all over again. I 
wasn't ready to get fucked again, but I was enjoying 
the conversation.

The looks on their faces, especially the look of wonder 
on Karen's face, were making me hot all over again.

When we paused to take delivery of another round of 
drinks I finally had to ask. "How old are you guys? I 
know, it isn't really any of my business, and you are 
sitting here getting served drinks, but you look so 
young."

I figured that they must have at least a year between 
them and I was hard pressed to believe that the oldest 
was any older than twenty one, though I couldn't have 
told you which one was the oldest.

Karen laughed and handed me her driver's license. She 
was just twenty one and she looked like the youngest. 
She saw my face and said, "It's for real. We're 
triplets, I was the last one born."

I said, "I'll be damned. Sorry, but you just look so 
young."

Once that was settled Rob continued his telling of the 
afternoon gangbang. We didn't order supper until he 
finished, but we had a growing collection of little 
paper umbrellas between the five of us.

I finally switched to tea, I was getting drunk. I 
needed food. We ordered dinner and had a long, 
leisurely meal. We all switched to non alcoholic 
beverages. We had been sitting in the sun soaking up 
the booze for quite a while. I was glad we weren't 
driving anywhere tonight.

After we ate we continued to enjoy each other's company 
and another question popped into my mind. I remembered 
last night when Karen had taken her top off so easily 
in the company of her brothers. I asked her if I could 
ask her a personal question and she nodded. 

I started my question, and then got too embarrassed to 
finish. "After last night, I was wondering if the three 
of you..."

She understood what I was asking and she laughed. "No," 
she said. "We've never done anything. Well, there was 
some show and tell when we were younger. That's all it 
was though. I learned what little boys looked like and 
they learned what little girls looked like. We were 
just satisfying our curiosity. There was no incest. 
Now, we sometimes get naked in the hot tub at home when 
it's just the three of us. It's no big deal. It isn't 
sexual or anything."

I blushed and said, "Sorry for prying, I couldn't help 
wondering. I never had a brother. I always wanted a big 
brother. I wonder if I would have been different."

Karen said, "Yes, you would have. You would have known 
what idiots boys are at a much younger age."

We all laughed at that, even her brothers.

After we paid we slowly walked back towards the hotel 
together. As we were heading back we passed the shop 
where I had bought my first sexy tops and those tiny 
skirts. They had some new clothes in the window and we 
ended up going inside and looking around. The guys 
started shopping for slut clothes all by themselves and 
Karen and I were just looking around without paying 
much attention. Not until Rob called me over and said 
that he had found a few more things that he wanted me 
to try on. 

I smiled and said, "We only have one more day baby." 

He grinned and said, "Yes, I know, but life doesn't end 
when we leave here."

I smiled at him and said, "No, it doesn't. Life goes 
on."

He handed me some tops and a skirt and I headed for the 
changing room. As I was stepping into the small booth 
Rob looked around and saw that the only one in the 
store besides us was the guy at the cash register. So 
he held the door open and waited expectantly for me to 
try on the new clothes. 

I saw everyone watching and I found that I really 
wanted to do this. I took off my sexy little top and 
slipped my skirt off and stood there naked while I 
separated the skirt that they had picked out. It was a 
little longer than the one that I had been wearing, but 
the sides were slit all the way up to the waistband.

I slipped it on and turned around for them. I looked 
out and saw that the clerk was smiling and watching 
too.

After I had the skirt on I separated the first of the 
four tops and it was another crop top. It was cute, but 
it looked like it had been in a dog fight. It had holes 
all over it. I slipped it on and saw how carefully 
those holes were positioned. 

I slipped it off and tried on the next top, a halter 
top with tiny cups which was also quite sexy. I vetoed 
the next one though. It was a top with circles over my 
nipples and it looked silly. It reminded me of an old 
black and white movie I had seen about Cleopatra. Then 
I tried on the last one. It was just another of the 
crocheted tops like we had bought, but in a different 
color. 

I put my clothes back on and Rob bought everything but 
the silly top. I couldn't help wondering where I was 
going to be able to wear these things when we got home. 
I guess I would continue to leave that up to Rob.

We went back to our room after agreeing to meet the 
kids later at the hot tub.

The first thing we noticed after having been out of the 
room for a few hours was the strong smell of sex. The 
bed we had spent the day playing on was a mess. I 
stripped the sheets off of it and put them in a closet. 
Then I sprayed some air freshener around the room. 

We had a few hours before we were to meet the kids. I 
don't know why I kept thinking of them as kids. They 
were only a year younger than me. They just looked so 
much younger. We decided to take a short nap. It had 
been a very eventful afternoon and I was worn out.

After our nap we got up and Rob hooked the video camera 
up to the TV and we watched some of the afternoon's 
events. It was incredibly erotic. I had seen a porn 
movie once and it hadn't done anything for me. It was 
silly and boring. The plot was stupid the dialog was 
stupid and the actors didn't seem all that bright 
either. It was the sex that was really annoying though. 
All of that moaning and groaning, obviously fake, as 
those women who looked as bored as I was when I watched 
them faked one orgasm after another. There may be 
interesting pornographic movies out there, I don't 
know. The one that I watched wasn't one of them.

The movie we had made this afternoon, on the other 
hand, was the most incredibly sexy thing that I had 
ever seen. Rob was holding me in his arms as we watched 
and his hands were lightly moving over my body. As 
tender as my pussy was from all of the day's activity, 
I wanted more. I was so turned on as I watched, it was 
incredible. I saw so much that I hadn't been aware of 
while it was happening. I saw how horny and how hot the 
guys had been and I saw how sexy I looked and how many 
orgasms I had had. 

When Rob stopped the show and said it was time to go 
downstairs I almost cried at the frustration I felt. He 
insisted though. We stood up and he handed me the 
bright yellow Wicked Weasel. I got into it, it was 
getting easier, and Rob put his trunks on and tossed 
two towels over his shoulder. I slipped my sandals on 
and he led me out into the hall with just the Weasel. 

We passed several couple on the way to the elevator and 
we just smiled at them and said hello as we passed. We 
had to wait for the elevator and as we were waiting, 
Kevin, Kale and Karen came up the hall. Kevin and Kale 
were on a lower floor but Karen's room was just down 
the hall from ours. They had come up to get their 
sister and were on the way out to the hot tub to join 
us.

They admired my suit, and my body, and my nerve. While 
we were waiting for the elevator Karen said, "I looked 
out before I left my room. There are several couples in 
the tub already. Why don't we have a drink before we go 
down and give them a chance to leave?"

That made sense. We talked about going to the hotel bar 
but Karen suggested that we go to one of our rooms and 
sit on the balcony. Since our room was closest we ended 
up there. Rob called room service and ordered us all a 
drink and while Rob and Kevin were taking a couple more 
chairs out onto the small balcony Karen noticed the 
camera hooked up to the TV.

She looked at it and then she turned to me and grinned 
and said, "You didn't?!"

I blushed and said, "My first starring role! We were 
just looking at it."

She asked, "Can we watch it?" 

The excitement in her voice was enough to convince me. 
The thought of three people who hardly knew me watching 
me fuck four strangers and my husband was somehow 
appealing, probably because I was still turned on from 
watching it a few minutes ago.

I looked at the eager, hopeful expressions on the Kevin 
and Kale and I looked at Rob who seemed to be leaving 
that up to me. I was still blushing, but I smiled and 
said, "What the fuck!"

We had already told them about what had happened this 
afternoon. Well, Rob had. We waited for the drinks to 
be delivered and I turned to the guys and said, "You 
two guys are cute, but I am still tired and sore from 
this afternoon. You're going to leave here pretty horny 
tonight, because no matter how much I want to fuck 
everyone in the room after we watch this, I need to 
rest my poor little pussy. So don't come crying to me 
about how much your dicks hurt when this is over."

Kevin laughed and said, "There has been many a night 
that I have had to beat my meat after my sister has 
spent the day teasing Kale and me. We're used to it, 
unfortunately."

The drinks finally came and once we were all 
comfortable Rob started the movie over from the 
beginning. He had missed the first couple of minutes 
and the movie started with Todd eating me and giving me 
orgasm after orgasm while I was groped by his friends 
and sucked them each off in turn.

Whenever it got a little repetitious he would fast 
forward a little, but we watched most of it that night. 
We ordered another round of drinks before the bar 
closed and we left the movie running while the waiter 
stood inside the door waiting for his tip and watching 
it with us.

It was almost one in the morning when it ended. Rob 
shut the TV off and we all took a deep breath and tried 
to lower our heart rates. No one spoke for a minute. 
Not until Karen said, "Son of a bitch that was hot! 
That was the hottest thing that I ever saw." Then she 
looked at me and said, "You know what's missing from 
that movie?"

I shook my head and she grinned and said, "Have you 
ever made it with another girl?"

I never had. I had never even thought about it. 
Somehow, all of a sudden, it didn't sound like such a 
bad idea.

I smiled and shook my head. She stood up and stood in 
front of me and without looking at Rob she said to him, 
"Rob. Is there much space left on that disk?"

Rob scrambled to his feet and said, "Hold that 
thought." He disconnected the camera from the TV and 
quickly inserted a fresh disk and then he said, "There 
are four hours now."

I set my glass down and Karen pulled me to my feet and 
we started kissing. Karen pulled my Weasel off and I 
stepped out of it. Then I took her bikini off and our 
hands explored each other's body as we kissed. 

I had never touched another woman this way before. I 
was surprised at how much different it was to touch 
another woman's breasts. Not at all like touching my 
own. Her breasts were slightly larger than mine of 
course, but that wasn't the difference. The difference 
was feeling her nipples get hard and hearing her moan 
with pleasure as my hands caressed her. The difference 
was sensing how much pleasure that I was causing this 
beautiful young woman. 

We had totally forgotten about the three men in the 
room. It was just the two of us now. Karen was 
definitely the aggressor. Without breaking the kiss she 
led me to the bed and we climbed onto it eagerly, if 
less than gracefully. We stretched out and kissed and 
touched and then she pushed me over onto my back and 
got up on her knees and began making love to me, taking 
control. She kissed my face and my neck and then I felt 
her full, soft, sexy lips on my breasts. 

It was much different than with a guy. Her lips were 
softer and more sensuous. Her fingers were softer and 
more knowing. As she kissed and licked my breasts her 
thigh was between mine, pressed up against my slit. I 
was totally unaware that I was sliding up and down her 
thigh leaving a trail of moisture as my hips responded 
automatically to the lust building up in my brain.

She moved down and soon she was nestled between my legs 
and her tongue was scooping up the moisture that was 
seeping out of me. I could feel her long red hair on my 
stomach and my thighs and I started having one loud 
orgasm after another. Even with all of the orgasms I 
had already had today, I was so turned on that I was 
totally out of control. I no longer felt sore. I just 
felt like putty in this little girl's hands. God she 
was good!

I came and I came until I couldn't stand it anymore. I 
finally reached down and begged her to stop and I 
pulled her up beside me on the bed. I kissed her 
passionately and told her how wonderful she was and how 
sexy she was and I must have sounded like I was just 
about brain dead. I was raving and I knew it, but I 
couldn't stop.

I finally calmed down as we held each other and kissed 
lightly. I finally took a couple of deep breaths and 
whispered, "You've done that before!"

She laughed and said, "I like guys. If I have a choice 
between a guy and a girl I will pick a guy. Sometimes 
though, sometimes you just really want to suck a nice 
hot cunt! You are so beautiful, and so fucking hot. I 
have been thinking about doing this with you since we 
were in the hot tub last night."

I said, "Did you think about having me return the 
favor?"

She smiled and said, "You don't have to."

I kissed her lightly and said, "I didn't ask you if I 
had to. I won't be as good at this as you are, but I 
really want to give it a try." I glanced at the lustful 
faces of the men and said, "I don't think they'll 
mind."

She giggled and said, "Well, if you must, you must."

I may not have known what I was doing, but I knew what 
I liked, and I remembered vividly what she had just 
done to me. So for the next forty-five minutes or so I 
returned the favor. I found it every bit as exciting as 
I thought it would be too. I knew that I would be doing 
this again. I even added a few tricks of my own, things 
that Rob did to me and I really enjoyed.

We were both exhausted when it was finally over. When I 
sat up though, and saw the hard cocks of the three 
guys, I knew that I couldn't just leave them like that. 
Kevin and Kale had pulled their trunks down and had 
been playing with their cocks while they watched me eat 
their sister out. 

They saw me checking them out and looked embarrassed 
and started to pull their trunks up. I stopped them. 
"Hang on guys," I said. I can't leave you like that. I 
just can't do it."

I got up and on weak legs I made my way over to Kevin 
and dropped down between his legs and took his slick, 
juicy cock into my mouth. I had just learned to 
deepthroat from Todd this afternoon, and when I 
demonstrated my new skill on his hard cock he grabbed 
my head and said, "Oh my fucking god! Jesus Christ! No 
one has ever..."

Then he was cumming. I hurriedly pulled back and held 
the head of his cock in my mouth and finished him with 
my hand. That hadn't been bad. It had taken hardly any 
time at all.

I moved over and Kale was even quicker. I licked his 
cock clean as I stared him in the eyes and then he 
watched in awe as I slowly slid my lips down all the 
way to the base of his cock. Karen had come over and 
was kneeling beside me watching in amazement as I took 
her brother's cock easily down my throat and I heard 
her say, "Oh my god, you have to teach me that!"

Then it was all over for Kale. After I swallowed Kale's 
cum and sat up, Karen said, "I saw you doing that on 
the movie. That is so fucking hot. How do you do that? 
I always gag when I take a guy too deep."

I shrugged and said, "When you saw me do it for the 
first time with that guy in the movie, well that was my 
first time too. I had never done it before either. I 
don't really know why I could do it then. I guess 
because I was so fucking turned on. I was also getting 
fucked in the ass for the first time. I suppose the 
distraction helped. Everything that we did turned me on 
though. I loved it all. I guess I'm just a big fucking 
slut now. And it's all Rob's fault."

Rob smiled and said, "Gosh darn me!"

Karen stood up and went over to Rob and said, "I guess 
if Dawn can fuck and suck a half a dozen men, she 
shouldn't care if you let one little girl suck you off, 
should she?"

They both looked at me and I smiled and said, "Hang on, 
let me get the camera going."

I took the camera from Rob and then I had an idea. I 
called Kevin over and showed him how to use the camera 
and he started recording as Karen dropped down between 
Rob's legs and began teasing his cock. I dropped down 
behind her and I started playing with her still very 
juicy pussy and at the same time I bent forward and 
began to kiss her sexy ass, and lick it and trail my 
tongue down between her sweet cheeks.

She started going down on Rob and they were both 
getting carried away. I heard Kale off to the side, 
playing with himself again as he watched. He whispered, 
"Fuck sis! I never knew how fucking hot you were!"

As I ate her ass I heard her gag a few times and then I 
heard Rob groan and swear. I thought he was cumming, it 
wasn't until they were done that I realized that Karen 
had been determined and that had been the point that 
she had taken his cock into her throat. It was seconds 
later that he filled her mouth with cum.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning when the 
triplets left. I had felt so sorry for the boys, and so 
horny, that even though I was sore I fucked them both 
before I let them leave. They didn't last very long 
that time either, but that was alright. I was doing it 
for them, not me. We never did make it to the hot tub.

I didn't even take a shower after they left. We were 
too exhausted. We collapsed on the bed and Rob put his 
arms around me and we passed out. We didn't wake up 
until lunch time on Sunday. We were disappointed, 
because we would have to check out soon. We had planned 
to play a lot more today. Instead, we took a shower and 
walked to brunch at our favorite restaurant. I wore the 
skirt that was slit up both sides and one of the sexy 
tops. But there was no time for more sexual escapades 
today. 

After brunch we walked slowly back to our room and 
packed up. We put our luggage in the car and after 
leaving a very large tip for the housekeeper we vacated 
the room. We had a six hour drive to get home. So we 
checked out at two and we were just about to leave when 
the triplets caught us at the car. 

We hugged each other and thanked them for a good time. 
Karen handed me a piece of paper with her address on it 
and begged for a copy of the DVD, both DVDs.

I grinned and said, "Are you sure you don't want to 
wait until they go on sale?"

She laughed and said, "That would kill my father, but 
you know what? I think that would be hot. Imagine a 
million guys seeing me naked and watching us eat each 
other out. Christ! Now I'm horny again."

I promised to send them a copy of the DVDs, both of 
them. As long as they promised that they wouldn't end 
up on the internet. I don't know why I trusted them, 
maybe because the idea of the DVDs being on the 
internet didn't upset me that much anymore.

We had a pleasant drive home. We alternated the driving 
every two hours. That meant that Rob drove twice as 
much as I did, but I made it up to him by flashing 
truckers on the interstate and at the diner where we 
stopped for a light supper. The rest of the time I read 
out loud from the magazine that had started all of 
these changes in our marriage.

Our little mini vacation had been fantastic, but it was 
nice to be home. We unpacked quickly. The funny thing 
was that I had more than twice as many clothes to 
unpack than I had packed when we left. Of course, they 
didn't take up much room. 

I put all of the clothes in the laundry and then we 
relaxed out by the pool in the backyard. I would 
normally have worn my bikini, even though our backyard 
was totally private. This evening I wore nothing, 
neither did Rob. It felt pretty good too.

We opened up a bottle of wine and after a quick dip we 
sat on the deck and sipped wine and talked about what 
had happened. We also talked about where this was 
going. 

I asked him where he thought that it might be 
appropriate for me to wear my new clothes around town.

He actually had several suggestions that I was 
surprised to find myself actually considering. He 
didn't see why I couldn't wear one of my new outfits to 
the grocery store. Not the one we normally shopped at, 
but another nearby. 

He thought it might be fun to wear them out to a local 
club some night. His most tantalizing suggestion 
though, was when he suggested that I wear them when he 
hosted his poker game in two weeks. 

His poker game was a monthly gathering of Rob and five 
friends who played nickel, dime and quarter poker one 
night a month. It alternated between the houses of the 
players and it was our turn to host. The game was 
normally held on Friday and they played until one or 
two in the morning. 

We wives normally helped prepare the snacks and got 
them set up and then stayed the hell out of the way. 

I knew the players in the game. Two of them came over 
to our house on Sundays a lot to watch the race because 
we had a high definition TV and because their wives 
couldn't stand racing. I wasn't much into racing, 
except that I thought Kasey Kahne was cute and didn't 
mind watching with the guys and routing Kasey on.

One of the other poker players was a neighbor from two 
doors down and the other two were friends of the other 
players that were in the game and had become our 
friends now too.

I thought about the things that we had done this 
weekend and how much fun they had been. I knew that I 
didn't want the fun to end. Our marriage had been 
damned near perfect. It was much more exciting now 
though. I wanted to keep doing the outrageous things 
that we had done and I knew what I needed to do to 
insure that the fun continued.

I leaned forward and kissed Rob and said, "I am not a 
submissive woman by nature. I have learned, however, 
that leaving some things up to you can be quite 
rewarding. From now on, with some exceptions, I will 
honor any requests you make as to my dress and my 
sexual behaviors. I trust you to protect me from harm 
and to not let things get too crazy."

Rob said, "You have just agreed to make all of my wet 
dreams come true. I adore you and I would never do 
anything to harm you. I want you to know, though, that 
if you ever start having second thoughts, or regrets, I 
want to know immediately and it all stops."

We kissed and then I started thinking about the guys in 
the game. I liked them all and I had flirted with them 
all since the poker games had started. They were all 
older than us. Most of them were in their thirties and 
a couple in their forties. The oldest was in his early 
fifties. I could just imagine how they were going to 
react to me serving drinks and snacks in one of my sexy 
new outfits. As I thought about it though, I started 
getting excited already. I wondered which outfit Rob 
would pick for me to wear that night.

We went to bed after we finished our glasses of wine. 
We both had to go to work tomorrow. It was a lot harder 
to contemplate than I had thought it would be. We had 
crammed a lot of fun into a three day weekend.

As usual, Rob got up first and he was in the shower 
when I woke up. I went down and put coffee on and when 
I came back up he was getting dressed. I went into the 
shower and when I got out he was waiting in the bedroom 
with a cup of coffee for me. That was our normal 
breakfast. 

I started getting dressed for work and Rob stopped me. 
He took my bra away and then said, "Okay, you can 
finish dressing now. I think that we are going to have 
to go clothing shopping this weekend. You can't wear 
the clothes that we bought this weekend to work, but we 
can certainly find something more exciting than what 
you wear now, something sexy but still appropriate for 
work."

I work in the advertising section of the local paper. 
We are a small section in our own little corner of the 
building. There are only eight of us. We all get along 
well and it is a fun place to work. There are only two 
women in my section, me and a secretary, Grace. The 
secretary is very cute. She is older than me. I would 
guess she is in her late twenties. She has a great 
personality and every one loves her. 

The guys are all great too. Grace and I are very 
different people. She is much more open and much more 
of a flirt. The guys treat us both accordingly and they 
have never tested my comfort level.

Now I was wondering how long before they started to 
notice a difference in me, because this weekend had 
definitely been a life changing experience. 

Rob went downstairs as I finished dressing. So he 
didn't see me when, after a moment to consider, I 
reached under my skirt and pulled my panties and 
pantyhose off. I was in no danger of being over exposed 
at work. My skirt came down to just above my knees and 
my blouse was thick enough that my nipples didn't show 
through. The change was hidden, but I was very aware of 
it.

I went downstairs and joined Rob. We kissed goodbye as 
he was about to leave for his office, but before he 
shut the door I called out to him. He turned around to 
see what I wanted and I smiled and lifted my skirt up 
to my waist.

He grinned and said, "I love a slut! See you tonight."

I left right after he did and even though my outfit was 
not outrageous in the least, I was aware all day long 
that I was naked under my clothes, so to speak.

I also found myself indulging the guys in more 
bantering, flirtier conversations. One of them asked 
me, "What got into you this weekend? That must have 
been some get away you guys had."

I smiled suggestively and said, "Gary, if I told you 
what got into me this weekend you would never believe 
me."

Then I turned around and hurried to my office before he 
could think of anything else to say.

Grace came into my office just before lunch time and 
invited me to lunch at the new place that just opened 
up on King Street. There was nothing unusual about 
that. Grace and I went to lunch once or twice a week. 
She had a funny look on her face though. I had to 
wonder if Gary had said anything to her.

We walked the three blocks to the new sandwich shop. We 
ordered soup and a sandwich and while we waited, Grace 
said, "Okay, tell me about your weekend. It must have 
been good, you seem really different."

I replied, "How? I haven't done anything different this 
morning!"

She said, "First of all, you are smiling much more than 
usual. Second, you aren't wearing a bra. I have never 
seen you not wear a bra."

I looked down and made sure my nipples weren't showing. 

She grinned and said, "I don't have to see your 
nipples, there are no straps in the back silly."

Oh yeah.

Grace went on, "Third, Gary told me what you said, and 
described the look on your face when you said it. 
Something tells me that you've been a bad girl. I want 
to hear all about it. Come on, I'd do it for you!"

Grace was the closest thing I had to a close girlfriend 
in town. I just hadn't met anyone and gotten really 
close since we moved here. I realized that I wanted to 
talk to someone, a woman, about what had happened. It 
was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to 
me. I didn't know about this though! How could I tell 
anyone about what I had done this weekend?"

She was watching me and she reached out and put her 
hand over mine and said, "Oh my god! Dawn! Something 
did happen...you have to tell me!"

I said, "Grace, I would love to talk to someone about 
what happened this weekend. I think, though, that if I 
told you what happened, you might never speak to me 
again. It was a very wild weekend."

Grace chuckled and said, "Dawn, you know me better than 
that. I promise you girl, you can't shock me. Hell, I 
could probably turn your hair white with some of my 
stories."

I looked around. We were in a corner booth and no one 
could hear us if I did open up to her. I looked at her 
and thought about it for a moment and I decided to go 
ahead and tell her a little. I would start out slow and 
see how she reacted. Because I couldn't help it, I was 
dying to tell someone about it.

I said, "Okay, but we are going to go to lunch together 
again tomorrow and you are going to try your best to 
turn my hair white. Do you promise?"

She grinned and said, "Honey, I don't just promise to 
talk, I promise to turn your hair white."

I sipped my iced tea and said, "This would be a lot 
easier if this tea came from Long Island."

I started with the outfits that Rob had bought for me. 
I told her everything, even the last part about the 
triplets. By the time I was finished I was aware that I 
was more than a little turned on. In fact, I was afraid 
that there was going to be a large wet spot on the back 
of my skirt when I stood up. 

Grace had eaten it up. She was wide eyed and she kept 
gasping and saying, "Oh my god!" all the way through my 
story. When I finally came to the end and looked at my 
watch I said, "Oh shit! We're a half hour late! Come 
on!"

We left some money on the table and rushed back to the 
office. Mel was at Grace's desk answering the phone and 
she rushed over and said, "We got involved in 
something, sorry Mel. Thanks for covering for me."

He smiled and said, "That's okay Grace, you can pay me 
back in the usual way."

She laughed and said, "Mel! Are you having those dreams 
again?"

I left them to their banter and hurried to my office. I 
had a couple of calls to return and then I sat at my 
desk and covered my face and thought about what I had 
just done. I had told the most private and personal 
story of my life to Grace. I had to see her, talk to 
her five days a week. We hadn't had time to talk after 
I had told her what happened. Now I couldn't help 
wondering what she would think of me. 

Then I had another thought, "What if she told the 
guys?!"

I pulled myself together and went back out to her 
office and when she saw me coming she grinned. I leaned 
over her desk and she said, "God that was hot, Dawn! 
I'm just about ready to go in there and let poor Mel 
have his way with me."

I laughed and said, "Listen, don't tell anyone, okay? I 
am embarrassed enough about you knowing."

She said, "Don't worry honey. Remember, I'm going to 
get even tomorrow. I'm going to turn your hair white." 

I thanked her and told her I couldn't wait, and then I 
turned to return to my office. As I was walking away 
she said, "Dawn, you better stay in your office until 
that spot on the back of your dress dries. No panties 
either huh?"

I just shook my head and kept walking.

That evening I got home and quickly washed the few 
clothes that we had worn this weekend. In my case there 
wasn't much and they weren't very big. I also rinsed 
out the clothes that had been packed to take the 
wrinkles out. Then I dried everything and put 
everything away.

Rob got home a little late. He had had a pretty hectic 
day. He didn't mind though, he loves his job and only 
hated it when it went too smoothly. He liked the 
challenges.

I told him about my conversation with Grace. I was 
afraid that he might be upset that I was telling family 
secrets. Instead he seemed to think that it was a good 
thing that I had someone to talk to. 

The next day I wore panties. I had learned my lesson 
yesterday. Rob was disappointed, but I explained the 
reason and he just grinned.

In the morning I said hello to everyone at work and 
went to my office. My biggest responsibility was 
getting and keeping the larger business accounts and 
working with them on their ads for the Sunday paper. 
Most of the national companies had their ads all done 
for them at the national or regional level. They were 
very little work for me. 

Most of my efforts went into the larger local companies 
and their ads. Because of the vagaries of scheduling 
advertising for the Sunday paper, Tuesday was always my 
slowest day. I had already taken care of any concerns 
that might have been raised after last Sunday's paper 
went out and next Sunday's was already at the printers 
or printed and waiting to be stuck into the advertising 
section of the paper. I wouldn't be busy again until 
tomorrow unless something came up. 

So when Grace came in an hour before lunch and said, 
"Let's go out early and take the afternoon off. I've 
already asked a girl from personnel to cover for me. 
Let's go get a decent lunch and a couple of 
margaritas."

I said, "I have a better idea. Let's go to my place and 
go skinny dipping and I'll make a pitcher of Long 
Island ice tea."

She said, "You're on!"

Grace and I lived on the same side of town. Her house 
was about two or three miles from mine. She was 
divorced and lived alone and had been to my house 
several times. 

I called the lady in finance that keeps track of our 
hours and told her that something had come up and I was 
taking the afternoon off and I let the guys know that I 
was leaving. Then Grace and I headed for my house. We 
left before the lunch hour rush and traffic was still 
light, so we made good time.

We went inside and I made the drinks while Grace made 
some tuna salad sandwiches. We were just about to go 
out to the pool when I said, "Leave this stuff here for 
a minute. Let me show you the things Rob bought for me 
this weekend."

She grinned and said, "Oh yeah! Let me see what kind of 
slut Miss Goody Two Shoes has turned into."

I said, "I was never a Miss Goody Two Shoes!"

She said, "Maybe not, but you sure as hell played one 
at work!"

I started to argue, but then I thought about it and I 
guess she was right. For proof you only have to compare 
the way the guys talk to her and the way that they talk 
to me.

When we got to my bedroom I started pulling out the 
tops and the skirts that I had worn this weekend. Then 
I dug out the two bikinis and the two Wicked Weasels. 
She looked at the tops and held up a few of them and 
said, "Put this one on, I want to see it, this one 
too."

She was holding up one of the crop tops and one of the 
crocheted tops. I grinned and took my blouse off and 
pulled the crop top on. She whistled and said, "I'll be 
a son of a bitch! I never would have thought you had 
the balls!"

The bottom curve of my breasts was exposed and my 
nipples were poking out through the thin material. She 
just shook her head and I pulled it off and put on the 
crocheted top. She looked at it and then stepped back. 
Then she stepped back again. When she was ten feet away 
she said in a voice tinged with awe, "I can see your 
nipples from here girl!"

Then she said, "The skirt. Let me see the skirt on 
you."

I slipped my skirt and my panties off and pulled on one 
of the skirts that I had worn. She stared for a minute 
and then she looked at me and said, "Sit down."

I sat in a chair against the wall and the skirt pulled 
up exposing my pussy. She shook her head again and then 
she held up the Weasel and asked, "You wore this?"

I nodded and she handed it to me.

I undressed and put the Weasel on and she said, "Oh my 
god! Dawn! You're fucking naked!"

I grinned and shook my head and said, "Yeah, hot isn't 
it?"

"Jesus girl," She said, "What in the hell got into 
you?!"

I pointed to the magazine on my nightstand and she 
picked it up. She read the cover and said, "Come on. I 
need that drink now."

I stripped and we went downstairs and moved out to the 
patio and put our lunch and the Long Island ice tea on 
the table. She looked at me as I sat, comfortably 
naked, and said, "I never would have believed it."

We had spent several afternoons out here in the past. I 
had always worn my modest bikini. She was amazed at the 
change in me, but she was not uncomfortable with it. 
She stripped easily and sat down and we sipped and ate 
our sandwiches while she looked through the magazine 
she had picked up. She read the topics and read a 
couple of the letters and said, "When you're done with 
this, I want to borrow it, okay?"

I nodded and said, "I hope you get as much out of it as 
I did. Now, you were going to turn my hair white."

She sat back and looked at me in silence for a moment. 
Then she said, "I guess you went way out on a limb 
yesterday, telling me about your wild weekend."

I nodded and said, "It isn't over. We already have some 
pretty hot plans. I will be serving drinks and snacks 
at Rob's poker game the Friday after next. I don't know 
what he has planned, beyond my wearing the slut clothes 
and distracting his friends, but I am pretty sure there 
will be more than one kind of poker going on."

Grace grinned and said, "I always liked you Dawn, but 
suddenly I feel a whole lot closer to you than I did 
last Friday."

Then she took a long gulp and said, "Okay, some of the 
gory details. No, on second thought, I am not going to 
go into details. Let's start slow and see how you 
handle it."

She was watching me pretty closely as she said, "When I 
met my ex husband I was seventeen years old and working 
in a strip joint. I wasn't serving drinks."

My eyes shot wide open. I had definitely not expected 
that.

Grace laughed at my expression and said, "I didn't just 
strip either. For extra money I did lap dances, do you 
know what that is?"

I shrugged and said, "I've heard of them, I've never 
seen one."

She chuckled and said, "Maybe I'll demonstrate 
sometime. That wasn't the worst of it. If I still 
didn't have enough money to pay the rent and buy food I 
sometimes turned tricks."

She cocked her eyebrows at me and asked, "Feel your 
hair turning color yet?"

I grinned and said, "Yeah, I think I do!"

Grace said, "That was where I met my husband. He kept 
coming around and watching me dance and tipping me very 
well. He kept asking me out and I kept saying no. 
Finally I gave in and he took me out and treated me 
just like a normal woman. It was kind of refreshing."

"We started dating regularly after that and he would 
come in every night and watch me. He didn't care that I 
took off my clothes for a room full of horny old men 
and stuck my pussy out so that they could tip me. He 
didn't mind that I did lap dances and let them paw me. 
He even found out that I had turned a few tricks and he 
didn't seem to care about that."

"In six months we were engaged and two months later we 
were married. We never talked about it, but I knew that 
he always had a lot of money and I thought that as soon 
as we were married I would stop dancing. That was our 
first big fight, and just like all the other fights we 
had, I lost."

"I kept dancing and I kept doing lap dances. Then he 
started bringing guys around the house. I'm not talking 
about inviting over friends and having threesomes. 
Customers, he was selling my ass! It was just once in a 
while at first. Then a couple of times a week and 
sometimes more."

"Then, on one of my rare days off, he dressed me up in 
a modest little sundress and plain white underwear and 
drove me out to a big metal building out in the 
industrial district. We went inside and I signed some 
papers without being allowed to read them and the next 
thing I knew I was being gangbanged by a dozen big men 
of just about every description you can think of while 
they made a movie of it. That was the end of that. I 
left him and divorced him and moved back in with my 
folks. I went to the Tech school and learned how to be 
an indispensable secretary and if your hair isn't white 
now then there's something wrong with you."

"I'm sorry Grace. I'm sorry you went through that," I 
said.

She smiled and said, "Actually, it wasn't all bad. In 
fact, I sometimes miss some of it. I used to get a kick 
out of stripping. I like turning on a room full of 
dirty old men. I even had fun with some of the lap 
dances, with the cute guys. I just hated being a 
fucking whore. I'll tell you one more thing, but if you 
ever tell anyone I'll put runs in your pantyhose, or 
something equally evil. Sometimes, when I'm feeling 
particularly horny, I get my vibrator out and I think 
about that movie I made. I have thought about trying to 
find it on the internet, but I don't even know what 
they called it."

That reminded me of something. I reached over and 
squeezed her hand and asked, "I have a movie you might 
enjoy."

She grinned and stood up and said, "Let's go inside and 
see what's on TV."

I grabbed the pitcher of Long Island ice tea and my 
glass and we hurried inside like a couple of school 
girls. I put the first DVD from our vacation in the 
player and turned everything on and sat beside her on 
the couch. I had seen the movie twice now and I was 
more interested in her reaction. I watched her as she 
watched me and she didn't even seem to realize that her 
hand was moving lightly over her pussy in just a few 
short minutes.

I couldn't help myself. I reached my hand out and 
placed it lightly on her thigh. She jumped, but she 
never even turned her eyes from the screen. Her hand 
fell to her side and mine slid up to lightly slide over 
her very wet pussy. She moaned quietly and spread her 
legs and I was so turned on that I pretty much had no 
choice. I had to do what I did.

I fell to my knees and gently spread her legs. She 
glanced down at me and smiled and I saw the lust on her 
face and I knew she wanted me to continue. I kissed my 
way up her thighs until I felt my nose sliding over her 
pussy. She flinched at the touch, but she just slid a 
little further down in her seat and whispered, "Oh my 
god."

I kissed her hot juicy pussy and then I licked the 
juices that were streaming out of her. I was really 
surprised when I saw her. Her pussy showed no signs of 
the misuse she had just finished telling me about. It 
didn't look like a pussy that had been sold to 
strangers and gangbanged by a dozen rough men. It 
didn't look much different than Karen's had. It 
certainly tasted good.

I ate her enthusiastically and she had orgasm after 
orgasm as I struggled to breath. She was squeezing me 
with her thighs and pulling my hair and screaming 
loudly. I wouldn't have been surprised to hear sirens 
pulling up outside.

When she couldn't take it anymore she pushed my head 
away and I turned around and sat on the floor between 
her legs and leaned back. She ran her fingers through 
my hair and as we watched my own gangbang continue she 
said breathlessly, "Oh god Dawn. Jesus! That was 
fucking fantastic! I needed that so bad."

I got up and sat beside her and put my arms around her 
and held her while we watched more of my movie. I was a 
little startled to see that she had tears in her eyes. 
I leaned forward and licked her tears from her cheek 
and asked, "What's wrong? Are you sorry?"

She said, "Oh Dawn, no! It's just, after everything I 
just told you I did, that you would do that for me."

I hugged her a little harder and said, "There isn't 
much difference between what you did and what I did 
except nobody paid me, and nobody made me."

She turned around and kissed me on the lips and said, 
"Lying bitch! There is one hell of a difference and you 
know it."

I said, "No Grace, only psychological. We did a lot of 
the same things, but I did them because I wanted to, 
and because they turned Rob on. You did them because 
you were forced to. I still pranced around as good as 
naked, only I did it in front of shocked couples 
instead of dirty old men. I had a gangbang. It was 
smaller, and I liked the guys, and I wanted to do it. 
You will have to show me how to do a lap dance one of 
these days, and maybe teach me how to dance like a 
stripper. It might be fun to go to one of those amateur 
nights some time."

Grace laughed and said, "Damn! I love it that you have 
turned into such a slut Dawn!"

We sat there like that with my arms wrapped around 
Grace and that was how Rob found us when he got home. 
He walked in and came to a screeching halt just inside 
the door and said, "Oops, am I interrupting something? 
Do you want me to leave?"

Grace smiled and said, "Hi Rob. No, come on in. Do you 
want me to get dressed? I will if you want."

Rob smiled and asked, "Do I look retarded?"

He set his briefcase down and picked up the empty 
pitcher and sniffed and asked, "Anyone want more?"

Grace and I both raised our arms and he went into the 
kitchen. I had forgotten all about the time and about 
supper. Rob asked us if we would care for some pizza 
and he ordered two of them. Then he mixed a pitcher of 
tea and brought it out. He set it on the table and 
said, "I'm going up and change, be right back."

Grace looked up and said, "If you wear clothes I'm 
going to."

Rob looked at me and I smiled. He shrugged and stripped 
and sat down on the other side of Grace and poured us 
all a drink. He said, "This is going to come as a big 
shock to the pizza guy."

We chuckled and then forgot all about it as we neared 
the end of the first DVD. When it was over Grace took a 
deep breath and said, "Can I go with you guys the next 
time you go on vacation?"

We laughed, but I thought that might be fun. I resolved 
to talk to Rob about it later. 

Rob got up to switch out the DVDs and Grace saw his now 
hard cock and said, "My, my, Rob. Whatever is that 
growth sticking out from your lower abdomen?"

I whispered in her ear, "Has it been a while since 
you've seen one of those?"

She sighed and said, "What year is this?"

I laughed and said, "Do you want to know a secret?"

Grace nodded, keeping her eyes on Rob's cock the entire 
time.

I whispered, "Rob is easy. He can be had."

Grace turned in my arms and looked into my eyes. I 
smiled at her and said, "It's alright Grace, I don't 
mind, it's just sex, right?"

Rob came back and sat down and said, "Dawn, I can hear 
you besmirching my honor. I am not easy. I am as hard 
to get as my male DNA will allow me to be."

I said, "Trust me Grace, he's easy."

The second DVD started and there I was, on the bed with 
Karen. I said, "That was my first time. Isn't she 
beautiful?"

Grace said, "That was your first time?! Damn Dawn, that 
was just, what, four days ago? You are a fast learner."

Rob was sliding his hand gently up Grace's leg and he 
said, "I knew it! I knew that I missed something here. 
You two just looked awful close to me when I came in. 
Well, that and you were naked and hugging. It all 
seemed to add up."

I said, "Just ignore him. He never makes sense when his 
dick gets hard."

Grace watched the DVD in awe as Rob's fingers began to 
tease her pussy and I started playing with her breasts. 
By the time she had seen Karen and I take pity on the 
guys she was about to start climbing the walls. There 
was still at least an hour left on the DVD, but I 
didn't think she could last. I reached down and shut 
off the TV and the DVD player and said, "Come on, let's 
go upstairs."

Rob helped Grace to her feet and they were on the way 
up the stairs when the doorbell rang. I forgot about 
the fucking pizza! I let the very shocked driver in and 
while he stood there staring I rushed to the kitchen 
and got my purse and paid him, along with a hefty tip. 
I didn't want to wait for him to make change. I let him 
out and put the pizza on the kitchen counter and 
started for the stairs. I didn't get all the way 
though. The smell of that pizza was overpowering. I 
took out one small slice and wolfed it down. Then I 
went upstairs.

When I got to my bedroom, Grace was sitting on Rob's 
cock and bouncing up and down like a maniac. I watched 
for a minute. The way her breasts were bouncing around 
was really amazing. It looked like it must be painful, 
but she didn't seem to mind. She was sobbing and 
moaning and swearing and Rob was grunting like crazy. 
He had his hands on her hips and they were slamming 
together so hard I was afraid she would break something 
on my husband.

I had thought I might join in, but I decided to wait 
for the next round. This was too violent for me. I 
didn't want to step in there and get hurt.

When they finally reached an orgasm that was nearly as 
violent as their sex act had been I was almost as 
breathless as they were. It had been amazing to watch! 
Grace finally went stiff and grabbed handfuls of my 
husbands flesh in her clutching hands for a moment 
before she slowly relaxed and fell back down onto him 
on the bed.

She was gasping for air and he was holding her tight 
with his eyes closed for the first moment or two. Then 
his eyes snapped open and he saw me standing nearby and 
smiling and he grinned at me and said, "Now I know what 
the expression means."

Grace muttered, "What expression?"

"Rode hard and put away wet," he answered.

She laughed and said, "Did I hurt you? It's been a long 
damn time."

He said, "I'm fine, a couple of hours in surgery and 
I'm sure they'll be able to put me back together."

I finally went over to the bed and sat down beside them 
and when Grace finally rolled off of Rob I ran my hands 
over her sweaty body for a minute before I said, "You 
lying bitch! You talk like you have sex with a 
different man every night! You have the guys at work 
thinking that they are the only ones in town not 
fucking you!"

She laughed and said, "I wish! This is the first time 
I've had sex since...oh my god! I can't remember! It 
was last year sometime!"

I said, "Grace, it's the end of June. I don't get it. 
You're young, you're beautiful, and you're the most 
personable woman that I know. You must have men lined 
up around the block to take you out."

She looked at me wryly and said, "I like men, but I 
don't have much luck with them. I always make the wrong 
choices." She was quiet for a minute and then she said, 
"But damn! I had forgotten how nice that felt."

I went into our bathroom and got a warm, damp cloth and 
cleaned them up and then I said, "Come on, the pizza is 
getting cold, and you look like you need a drink."

She looked at me, embarrassed now and said, "I hope you 
aren't mad at me."

"Mad at you for what?" I asked.

"Raping your husband?" she answered tentatively.

I grinned and said, "It doesn't look like he has the 
strength to call 911, so I wouldn't worry about it."

I helped her up and while Rob went to the bathroom we 
went back downstairs. I put the pizza out on the table 
and got us all some ice water and napkins.

As we ate we talked and I asked about her days as a 
stripper. She told us that she got into it out of 
desperation. It wasn't until the very first time that 
she went up on that stage that she realized how 
exciting it was. In fact, she enjoyed the stripping and 
the lap dancing. She had always been very sexual and 
she enjoyed turning men on and she enjoyed being looked 
at and touched.

She hadn't even minded the first few instances of 
prostitution. She had been desperate for money or she 
wouldn't have done it, but she had picked the men 
carefully. They had been clean and considerate and they 
had been men that she probably would have slept with 
anyway, if they had asked instead of offering money.

It had been a different matter when her husband started 
pimping her out. The men were usually less acceptable 
and often rough with her. Her husband had begun 
treating her more and more like property. He started 
slapping her around and making her do things that she 
didn't want to do. The movie had been the last straw.

Looking back on it though, her main regret was the 
marriage. She still got turned on by the idea of 
stripping and doing lap dances, and she would not want 
to repeat the movie experience, but she wished that she 
had a copy of it.

I got up and went around the table and whispered in 
Rob's ear. "How would you like two sluts waiting on 
your poker playing friends?"

He grinned and said, "Didn't you just finish talking 
about how easy I am?"

I went and stood behind Grace. We were all still naked. 
I leaned over and rested a hand on each of her breasts 
and she moaned through a mouthful of pizza. I kissed 
the back of her neck and asked, "Remember that poker 
game I told you about a week from Friday?"

She nodded.

I asked, "How would you like to help me out? There will 
be six men, including Rob. I don't mind sharing."

"I'd love that!" Then she turned to Rob and asked, 
"That won't ruin your fantasy will it Rob?"

He smiled and said, "No, but I can't help wondering if 
you two could be talked into repeating what happened 
before I got home tonight. You know that is every man's 
fantasy. The guys would love it."

Grace looked at me and said, "I like showing off, and 
judging by that DVD you made, I suspect you don't mind. 
Would you like to put on a show for the guys?"

I said, "I told Rob that I had already agreed to wear 
and do anything he wants from now on. I will do what he 
tells me to do. Because so far I have loved it, I have 
loved wearing the clothes and the swimming suits and I 
have loved the sex, all of it. I loved having sex with 
you and I can't wait to do it again. If there is an 
audience of dirty old men going nuts while we do it, so 
much the better."

Out of the blue, Rob asked her, "You really like 
stripping? I think that's hot. I wonder how Dawn would 
like it."

Grace smiled and said, "I offered to teach her some of 
the moves. That wouldn't be a problem. I was thinking 
though that this isn't a very big town. You might want 
to go out of town to find a place. I don't think she 
would like to have any of the guys from the office see 
her act. Some of them go to strip clubs now and then."

Rob said, "I don't know, that might be amusing. It 
would certainly liven things up at the office."

While I listened to Rob and Grace discuss my future I 
got up and started cleaning up. It was getting late and 
I invited Grace to spend the night, but she didn't have 
a change of clothes here and decided to go home. She 
did make a counter offer. She suggested that we invite 
her along when we went shopping for my new clothes this 
weekend and she could stay over on Saturday night.

Rob said, "That sounds great, but why don't you come 
over Friday after work and spend Friday night and 
Saturday night here?"

Grace said, "Even better!" Then she kissed me and Rob 
and went home. I gave her the magazine that had started 
us on this little adventure before she left. I had 
finished it and I asked Rob to get me another.

Rob smiled and nodded.

After Grace left, Rob said, "Why don't you go on 
upstairs and go to bed. I'll be right up. I need to get 
something out of the garage."

I went up and turned down the bed and brushed my teeth 
and got in bed. Rob came in with a dusty box and said, 
"Here's my stash. I just couldn't bring myself to throw 
them away. I have kept them hidden because I was sure 
you would be upset if you saw them."

I looked inside at all of the back issues of the 
magazine and smiled up at Rob and said, "You fucking 
pervert!" Then I looked at some of the covers and said, 
"God, I wish I could take a week off and just stay home 
and read them." I took one of them out and slid the box 
under the bed. I wanted to start reading immediately, 
but it was getting late. 

I was pretty horny. I had gotten Grace off and I had 
watched her and Rob together in what looked like one of 
the most violent fucks that I had ever seen. I didn't 
think Rob would be able to recover from that this 
quickly, so I didn't try to start anything when we went 
to bed.

I was wrong about Rob though. He took me in his arms 
and began to caress my breasts and kiss the back of my 
neck and my shoulders and he said, "I get the 
impression that someone is still just a bit horny. I 
take it that Grace didn't return the favor this 
afternoon?"

I chuckled and replied, "I was eating her while she 
watched the DVDs we made. She couldn't take her eyes 
off the screen. It's a good thing that I just 
discovered how much fun it is to make love to another 
woman. If I had tried that first you might have had to 
marry someone normal."

Rob said, "You're still normal. We are just broadening 
our horizons a little."

The kissing and touching were getting to me and I said, 
"I hope you aren't starting something that you don't 
intend to finish. That would be really cruel."

He bit my shoulder lightly and said, "A little cruel 
can be fun, but no, I have every intention of finishing 
what I start."

I turned over on my back and wrapped my arms around his 
neck. I kissed him and said, "Thanks for being perfect. 
I am having so much fun."

Rob said, "I am far from perfect. Can a pervert even be 
perfect? But no matter what else is true, I love you 
and I am unbelievably happy that you have turned out to 
be nearly as big a pervert as I am."

That was all of the talking. He put his mouth to much 
better use then. He started kissing his way down my 
highly sensitized body and I just lay back and closed 
my eyes and let him work his magic. As he kissed and 
licked at my body I thought back, not to this day's 
events, but instead to our weekend get away. I pictured 
myself walking around town in those revealing outfits 
and going to the beach in that very revealing swimming 
suit, the Wicked Weasel. I thought about Todd applying 
suntan lotion to my exposed flesh and I started cumming 
as soon as Rob's tongue touched my wet pussy. 

I was not surprised at how quickly I came. I had been 
very horny. I was surprised when, after he had brought 
me to several wonderful orgasms with his tongue, Rob 
moved up over me and we kissed and made love until we 
both came one more time. 

Afterwards we held each other and just enjoyed feeling 
so much in love. I had had a nagging little doubt in 
the back of my mind that maybe, once Rob actually saw 
me going along with these games and I was no longer the 
conservative woman that he had married, just maybe he 
would have regrets. I was pretty sure now that I didn't 
have to worry about that. I was pretty confident that 
our marriage was even stronger now. Stranger, but 
stronger. God knows we wouldn't be getting bored.

In the morning I overslept. Rob woke me up with a cup 
of coffee and said, "I have to go in a little early. 
I'm still cleaning up a mess that came up while we were 
playing on the beach. I have laid out what I want you 
to wear to work today. See you tonight babe."

He kissed me and left. I got up, instantly burning with 
curiosity about what he wanted me to wear today. I 
spotted some clothes draped over the chair at my 
dressing table. The first thing that I noticed was that 
there were no panties. I picked up the blouse and a 
tingle went through me. It wasn't sheer, but it was 
very damned close. I had worn it a couple of times, but 
never without a slip or a camisole under it. 

The skirt was probably the shortest of my old, 
conservative items of clothing. It came to about three 
inches above my knee, maybe four. I had liked the way 
that I looked in it, but I had also been uncomfortable 
and thought that it wasn't really my style. I had only 
worn it once, despite the occasional request from Rob 
to wear it when we went out on a weekend for dinner or 
a movie.

I knew that I was going to shake things up at the 
office today! I took a quick shower and got dressed. I 
took my coffee cup and went downstairs to get a fresh 
cup to take with me. There was a piece of paper clipped 
to a note that was standing up in front of the coffee 
pot. The note said:

	Dawn,
	This piece of paper is four inches wide. That is 
the closest that your knees are allowed together today. 
Under no circumstances are your knees to touch.

      I love you.
               Rob

I poured myself another cup of coffee and went to the 
kitchen table and sat down. I held the paper up and 
used it to measure the distance between my knees and 
then judge just how exposed I might be. It wasn't 
extreme. It might even appear to be inadvertent. If I 
were wearing a knee length skirt as I usually did it 
wouldn't be much of a problem. I could see where, under 
the right circumstances, this skirt and those four 
inches would make for an interesting day. 

Most of my day would be spent at my desk of course. I 
wouldn't be all that exposed then. It was too dark 
under my desk to allow anyone to see anything. At least 
I believed that it was. The excitement wouldn't come 
from being exposed today as much as from the potential. 
I was feeling the excitement too. Even though the 
possibility of anyone being able to see up my skirt was 
slight, it still excited me to think about it.

I grabbed my purse and my little piece of paper and 
drove to work. Grace was already at her desk when I got 
there and she smiled and, "Practicing for next week 
Dawn? I have a feeling that what you are wearing now is 
going to be granny clothes compared to your new 
outfits."

I grinned and said, "I imagine you're right. Rob laid 
out my clothes for the day. He also gave me this."

I showed her the small, blank piece of paper and she 
looked at me, not understanding the significance.

I said, "I am not allowed to keep my knees together 
today. This is the minimum distance that they must 
remain apart."

She took the paper from me and pushed her chair back. 
Her skirt was probably an inch shorter than mine, but 
she held the paper between her knees and when I looked 
down I could see the flash of pink panty at her crotch. 
Those four inches were more of a risky proposition than 
I had first thought. 

Grace stood up and compared her skirt length to my own. 
She saw that mine was about an inch longer and she 
grinned and said, "If you have any balls at all, you'll 
roll your skirt under another inch."

I laughed and said, "It's a good thing I don't have 
balls. Unlike you, I'm not wearing panties." 

I had been dared though. The gauntlet had been thrown. 
I heard the challenge and saw the "You don't have the 
balls!" look on her face. I couldn't resist.

I set my purse on her desk and after making sure no one 
else was around I quickly rolled my waistband under, 
effectively raising my hem line an inch.

Grace laughed and said, "Way to go Dawn! I'll make you 
a deal. I'll keep my knees open that far too."

She measured out another piece of paper and cut it out 
and set it on her desk. I grinned and said, "It's is 
going to be a strange day!"

Just then Mel, the office horn dog, and Tom came in. 
The guys were used to seeing Grace wearing short 
skirts, but this was a first for me. 

Mel stopped and his smile seemed to stretch from ear to 
ear. He said, "Damn Dawn, you look hot today! It looks 
like Grace has been a good influence on you." Then he 
got serious and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, that's sexual 
harassment, isn't it?" At least I think he was serious.

I said, "Yes Mel. Grace sat me down and had a long talk 
with me and she is working hard to straighten me out. 
As for sexual harassment, if you don't grab my ass I 
won't grab yours. Okay?"

Tom laughed out loud, but Mel still looked serious. He 
walked around me and said, "I just noticed that you 
aren't wearing a bra. Isn't there some sort of office 
dress code about that?"

I smiled and said, "That isn't all I'm not wearing Mel. 
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get to work." 

As I walked to my office Mel and Tom were both standing 
there with their mouths wide open, and I was struggling 
not to laugh out loud. 

I sat at my desk and placed my knees the proper 
distance apart and looked down. Once I was seated my 
skirt slid up and there was probably only two inches of 
material between my pussy and daylight. That was 
looking down from my angle. Anyone looking from my 
office door would have a much better angle. I was 
really counting on the lack of light under my desk to 
preserve what little dignity remained to me.

I made a few phone calls and did a little paperwork and 
after a while I forgot all about the changes in my 
wardrobe. From time to time I would realize that my 
knees were together. I couldn't help it. It was a life 
long habit. I would immediately spread them the proper 
distance and get back to work.

Grace came in just before lunch and looked down and 
said, "You need a light under your desk sweetheart." I 
smiled and nodded and she said, "Got time for lunch?"

I looked at the time and looked at what I had to get 
done today and decided I could spare the time for 
lunch. I stood up and grabbed my purse and said, "Yes, 
but this time we need to be back on time. If I get much 
more unreliable I would have to demand to be fired."

I followed Grace out and as she grabbed her purse, Mel 
and Tom and Peter came out of their offices. Grace 
said, "The guys have generously offered to buy us 
lunch."

I had steadfastly refused to go to lunch with any of 
the men in the office since I started working here 
almost a year ago. I didn't want to give anyone the 
wrong idea. I was a different person now though, and I 
didn't say a word as we walked out to the parking lot. 

The five of us piled into Mel's Grand Marquis and I 
attracted a lot of attention as I climbed into the 
middle of the back seat and sat with my legs spread the 
required four inches. Grace was in the front passenger 
seat and she turned around in her seat and smiled at me 
and we all made small talk as Mel started the car and 
adjusted his mirror. We were half way to the little 
Mexican restaurant that they liked to eat lunch in 
before I realized that Mel had aimed his rearview 
mirror so that he could see up my skirt. 

I knew he was getting a pretty good view because he had 
turned bright red and remained that color all the way 
to the restaurant. He never said a word though. I guess 
he was afraid that I would put my knees together if he 
said anything.

Grace saw what he was doing and she kept giggling. Tom 
and Peter had no idea what was going on. They only knew 
that something was tickling the hell out of Grace.

I think Peter finally figured out what was amusing 
Grace when he held the door for me at the restaurant. 
As I stood up I saw that his face was bright red now 
and he couldn't look me in the eyes. 

I glanced down as we headed for the restaurant and I 
noticed that both Mel and Peter had embarrassing bulges 
in the front of their pants. I looked at Grace and she 
was biting her lower lip to keep from laughing out 
loud.

We were early enough that the lunch crowd hadn't filled 
the place up yet. We got a booth right away. I ended up 
sitting between Mel and Peter and the hardest thing I 
had to do this day was order a non-alcoholic drink. I 
would have loved a margarita! 

Mel kept looking down at my lap instead of at his menu 
and finally I said, "I hope you know what you want to 
eat. You haven't even looked at your menu."

He grinned and said, "Oh yeah! I definitely know what I 
want to eat."

Grace finally laughed out loud, then covered her mouth 
with her hand and tried to stifle her laughter. 
Everyone looked at her and she finally said, "Sorry, I 
couldn't help it."

Mel looked at his menu for a minute and then he put it 
down and said, "Dawn, you seem different since your 
long weekend."

I grinned and said, "Oh? How do you mean, Mel?"

He smiled and said, "Oh, I don't know. The way you 
dress, the way you act. You really seem a lot more... I 
keep wanting to say hot, open I guess."

I tried to sound perfectly innocent. "I don't know what 
you mean Mel."

He looked at me, then at Grace. Then he said, "Well, 
you are wearing your skirt about four inches shorter. 
You aren't wearing a bra and I can see the dark area of 
your nipples through the material of your blouse. 
Fortunately for you I am much too much of a gentleman 
to mention that you aren't wearing panties. Now don't 
take this wrong. I am most definitely not complaining. 
I am just curious about the new you."

Tom said, "How do you know she isn't wearing panties, 
Mel?"

Mel snickered like a schoolboy and said, "Because I was 
staring at her pussy all the way here. That's why we 
had so many close calls. The thing is, Tom, she knew I 
was looking and she never put her knees together. Now 
we all know how out of character that is for sweet 
young Dawn, the source of many a wet daydream in our 
office."

Now it was getting embarrassing. I finally said, "Mel, 
don't get too carried away or you'll kill the golden 
goose."

He looked a little sheepish, but he said, "Now Dawn, 
you can't blame me for wondering. Like I said, I am not 
complaining. I sure as hell admire the view. You have 
to admit that this is way out of character for you. I 
love the change, but it is so sudden."

I finally said, "I am doing this for my husband. He 
wants me to loosen up a little and be a little sexier. 
He picked out my clothes and he asked me, no, he told 
me, that I had to keep my knees a certain distance 
apart. I love my husband and I would do anything for 
him. So, you are getting a free show. That's all it is 
though, a show. Unless Rob tells me otherwise, it is 
still look but don't touch.

Tom was sitting at the far end of the booth, on the 
other side of Grace and he said, "I don't fucking 
believe this!"

We all looked at him in shock. No one had ever heard 
Tom swear before! We all laughed then and that kind of 
relaxed the atmosphere a little.

Peter asked, "That's why you are putting on such a 
beautiful show?" Then he turned to Grace and asked, 
"What has gotten into you Grace? I mean, you are 
usually dressed to thrill, within reason, but I see 
that your knees are having trouble meeting at the 
moment as well."

She smiled and said, "Thank you for noticing. I was 
getting a little jealous of all the attention that Dawn 
is getting." 

She told the guys what we had done this morning, me 
rolling my skirt up and her agreeing to maintain the 
four inch spread. She also mentioned that the three of 
us were going to shop for a new wardrobe for me this 
weekend. She said, "Starting next week Dawn is going to 
make me look like a nun."

I said, "No I'm not! I will be dressing more... 
stylishly. I am not going to dress like a slut and get 
fired. I like my job."

Mel said, "You don't know Mr. Weaver very well Dawn. 
You could come to work naked and he'd probably give you 
a raise."

Grace laughed and said, "You got that right! He almost 
never comes down to our offices. Every time he does 
though, he heads right for my desk. The first thing he 
always does is lean over on my desk and attempt to look 
down my top. He doesn't even try to hide it either."

Our food finally came and we ate quickly. While we ate, 
Mel tried to switch the conversation back to my 
weekend. He was sure that something must have happened 
to bring about the sudden change in me.

I finally said, "Mel, you are right. Something did 
happen this past weekend that had a big impact on my 
husband and me. However, I do not intend to share it 
with you. It is much too personal."

Mel looked at me, then he looked down and without 
warning he reached down and pulled my skirt up about an 
inch, baring my crotch to both him and Peter. He held 
my skirt up and said, "That's okay, I guess, as long as 
you keep sharing this."

I was too shocked to react at first. The guy definitely 
has brass balls. By the time I had come to my senses I 
realized that I found this both amusing and very 
exciting. I just shook my head and said calmly, "Mel, 
put my skirt down. You are as close to heaven as you 
are ever going to get. When I said that you couldn't 
grab my ass, well, that went for the front of me too."

He took his own sweet time about it, but he finally put 
my skirt back in place. Tom, who had been on the other 
side of the table and couldn't see anything said, 
"Crap! Next time I'm sitting over there."

Mel said, "Tom, it's time to head back to the office. 
You'll be sitting next to her in the back. If you want 
to look at her pussy, look at it. She is dripping wet, 
she likes being looked at."

I blushed more at that than I had when he lifted my 
skirt. I knew he was right though. If Mel had the balls 
to reach down and touch me I would have cum right then 
and there.

Mel bought lunch for Grace and me, but I was pretty 
sure he felt like he had gotten his money's worth. Then 
we all went back out to the car. We took the same seats 
and as soon as Grace was in she turned around to watch 
us. Tom got in first on his side and then I got in as 
Peter held the door. I didn't even try to be careful 
and when I was seated my skirt had hiked up enough that 
my pussy was on display. I lifted my ass and started to 
pull my skirt down when Peter said, "Please don't do 
that."

I don't know what was getting into me, but I looked at 
him, and then I sat back down with my crotch exposed. 
Tom said, "Fuck me!"

Mel said, "You wish!"

I looked up at Mel just as he reached over and placed 
his hand on Grace's pussy. She took a deep breath, 
closed her eyes and braced herself between the 
dashboard and the seat. I don't know what he was doing 
up there but I watched in amazement, or amusement, as 
Grace moaned and had an orgasm in front of us all.

I was feeling pretty shaky and my voice reflected that 
when I said, "Come on Mel, we're going to be late."

The car was quiet as we headed back to the office. 
Everyone's mind was in turmoil over the strange events 
that had just taken place. Just before we pulled into 
the parking lot I said, "Guys, you have to keep this to 
yourselves. Just because I, well, just because I did 
what I did today, that doesn't mean I'm going to have 
sex with anyone. I don't mind showing off a little. It 
turns me on as much as it turns you guys on, but that's 
as far as it goes. Understood?"

Everyone reluctantly promised to behave and we returned 
to our office. I had to stop in the ladies room first. 
I had moisture running down my thighs, and I was in 
desperate need of an orgasm.

I went into a stall and as soon as I was seated, and 
had made sure that I was alone, I used my fingers to 
bring myself to an orgasm, and then another one for 
desert. I wiped my pussy and my thighs and then I used 
a moist towelette to freshen up the area. Then I used 
another to cool and wipe down my flushed face. Finally 
I returned to my desk. 

The rest of the day passed quickly, but I got very 
little work done. I kept thinking about lunch. I was 
looking forward to telling Rob about what had happened. 
I was not looking forward to tomorrow. I was going to 
have to work my ass off to make up for all the work 
that I didn't get done today.

I was really surprised that the guys apparently kept 
their word about keeping their mouths shut. I expected 
the remaining three men from the office to drop by 
during the afternoon to check me out. The only one that 
came in was Larry, and he comes in every afternoon with 
a report that I need from him.

Mel came in once though. He came in around mid 
afternoon and brought me a bottle of water and sat on 
my desk and stared at my lap for a while. I sat back 
and let him look. I wasn't getting much done anyway. 

As he stared at my pussy we talked about nothing in 
particular until he said, "One of these days I want to 
hear what happened on your little mini vacation."

I grinned and said, "Mel, you wouldn't believe me if I 
told you." I noticed that he had another hardon and I 
said, "Why do you torture yourself like this? That 
looks very uncomfortable."

He said, "It is worth it to get this beautiful view." 
He paused for a moment and then he asked, "Would you do 
me a favor? Would you stand up and turn around? I know 
I am not allowed to grab your beautiful ass, I respect 
your limits. I am an ass man, if you haven't figured 
that out, and I would dearly love to see yours."

I looked at him for a moment and thought about his 
request. I almost said no, but then I thought about the 
swimming suit that I had worn at the beach. Hell, there 
must have been a hundred people that saw my ass! Why 
the hell not.

I smiled at him and said, "Okay, it will be your reward 
for keeping your mouth shut today." Then I stood up and 
turned around and lifted my skirt in the back, all the 
way to my waist.

Mel groaned and said, "Fucking beautiful!" 

I held my skirt up for about thirty seconds. Then I 
dropped it and started to sit back down. At the last 
moment I scooted my skirt out from under me. I knew I 
was dripping wet again and I didn't want another wet 
spot on the back of my skirt.

Mel left my office, shaking his head and adjusting his 
hard-on. I sat at my desk and imagined how much fun Rob 
was going to have when I told him about my day.

Rob did enjoy hearing about what happened today. I told 
him all about it while he rested his face between my 
thighs and worked his magic. There wasn't much to tell. 
It seemed to take a long time though. That was probably 
because I had to keep stopping for orgasms. I made it 
up to him after I finished my little tale. 

After we had taken the edge off, so to speak, it was 
still pretty early so we read for a while. I picked up 
one of the back issues of my new favorite magazine and 
started reading the more stimulating letters out loud.

The issue that I had picked at random from the box was 
one of the earlier issues and it seemed to be a little 
less polished, but a lot more stimulating, as hard as 
that was to believe, than the latest issue which I had 
just finished reading. It was thicker and much nastier. 
I meant that in a good way.

Then we managed to get a little sleep, after taking the 
edge off again. We seemed to be doing a lot of edging 
lately. Tomorrow was going to be a long day. I wanted 
to get as much done as possible though, because the 
following day was Friday and Grace would be coming home 
with me. I had a feeling that was going to be a long 
night. 

In the morning, while I was in the shower, Rob picked 
out another outfit for me. It was a struggle to find 
something sexy in my drab wardrobe. He decided on a 
light sundress. It wasn't all that sexy as it was, but 
it buttoned up the front and he found that if he 
removed several buttons from the top and bottom it was 
a much more interesting garment. 

I put it on and buttoned the remaining buttons and 
stood in front of the mirror. I thought he had gone a 
little overboard cutting buttons off, but I knew the 
guys as work would love it. I was a little nervous 
though. The first of the remaining buttons on the top 
was right between my breasts. Whenever I moved there 
was a lot of cleavage showing.

It got better though. When I was standing straight and 
still the dress looked fine. However, when I took a 
step the dress came open exposing my legs all the way 
up to within an inch of my pussy. Mel was going to love 
this!

Rob watched me walk around the bedroom and grinned. He 
said, "Maybe if I removed a couple more buttons it 
would look better."

I gaped at him and he laughed and said, "Just kidding. 
I don't want to get you fired."

When I got to the office, after I got a cup of coffee 
and showed off my outfit to Grace, I went to my office 
and forced myself to concentrate on my job. Mel came in 
to see what I was wearing and I told him that I had 
gotten behind yesterday and I had to get caught up 
today.

He smiled and said, "Yes, you have a great behind, and 
today you have a lovely cleavage. I really love the way 
that Rob is dressing you now." He leaned down and said, 
"May I?" and before I could even figure out what he was 
asking permission to do he had pulled the top of my 
dress away from my body and was looking right down at 
my right breast.

I let him look for about half a minute. He finally 
straightened up and said, "God damn you are beautiful 
Dawn! I need to get your address so that I can send Rob 
a thank you card."

He stared at me a moment longer and stood up, adjusted 
his hardon, and started to leave. He stopped at the 
door and turned back and asked, "I haven't said 
anything to Gary, Larry or Jim, but since Tom and Peter 
were there at lunch yesterday, do you mind if I suggest 
they check out today's outfit? If you would rather I 
didn't then I won't."

I thought about it for only a second. The truth was it 
turned me on when I was exposed to them. I didn't want 
to seem too anxious though. For some reason that just 
seemed inappropriate. So, I tried very hard to sound 
like I would reluctantly submit to those further 
indignities and gave him permission to send Tom and 
Peter to my office. 

It was very soon after that when Peter came in and just 
like Mel had done, he leaned forward over me and pulled 
my dress away from my chest and looked down at my 
exposed breast. Every time one of these guys casually 
lifted my skirt or pulled my dress out and looked down 
at my breast I got so fucking turned on that I really 
wished they would just throw me over my desk and fuck 
me like the slut that I was becoming. 

Tom came in a few minutes after Peter left. Mel had 
come with him and was standing in my door watching as 
Tom, a bit nervously, pulled my dress away from my body 
and stared at my boob. He groaned as he stared at me 
and I knew just how he felt. I was just as turned on as 
he was.

Tom finally stood up and said, "Thanks Dawn, I 
appreciate you're being such a good sport. You are 
really beautiful."

I smiled at him and started to get back to work when 
Mel, who was still leaning up against my door frame 
said, "Dawn, before he leaves, how about another view 
of that perfect ass?"

I sighed, as though I was really being taken advantage 
of here, and I said, "Okay Mel, but then you guys have 
to leave me alone. I am going to have to work through 
my lunch hour as it is."

Then I stood up and turned around and lifted my skirt 
in the back and bent over a little, letting them ogle 
my ass for a minute. I wasn't looking at them, and I 
was startled when I felt a gentle touch on the cheek of 
my ass. I turned my head and saw Tom, with a look of 
awe on his face, gently moving his hand over my ass. I 
heard him whisper, "Oh my god. It's perfect!"

I finally let my skirt fall into place and sat back 
down and told them to leave me alone for the rest of 
the day so I could get caught up. I had to get my work 
done by tomorrow afternoon. We had deadlines and I 
couldn't just say, "I got a little backed up and I'll 
get around to that next week." This stuff has to get 
done.

Grace came in at lunch time and brought me a bottle of 
water and a sandwich. She said, "I know you are up to 
your ass in alligators, so I won't bother you. Here's 
something to eat though. You don't want to start 
wasting away and lose that perfect ass I was hearing 
about all morning from Mel."

I grinned at her and thanked her for the sandwich and 
kept on working. By the time I left that evening I was 
caught up and even a little ahead of schedule. The 
pressure was off and I felt a lot better.

I went home and started supper and then I went upstairs 
and looked through my wardrobe to see if I could find 
something good to wear tomorrow. I thought I might save 
Rob the trouble of digging through my things looking 
for something at the last minute. 

With all that had happened to me lately, I suddenly 
found my closet to be a very depressing place. I ended 
up doing a load of laundry so that I could wear the 
skirt and blouse that I had worn on Wednesday. Before I 
tossed the blouse in the wash though, I removed a few 
buttons from the front. I looked at the skirt and tried 
to think of some way to alter it to make it more 
revealing. I decided to just roll it over at the waist 
again like I had done on Wednesday. As I tossed the 
skirt into the laundry I couldn't help smiling as I 
thought about the reactions if I actually had the nerve 
to wear one of the little micro miniskirts that Rob had 
bought for me last weekend. The guys would really love 
that!

I changed into a pair of comfortable shorts and started 
to put on a t-shirt. I thought better of it though and 
instead I put on one of the crop tops from our weekend 
at the beach. I thought Rob would appreciate that.

I went back down to check on supper and I opened a 
bottle of wine to let it breathe. When Rob got home he 
kissed me and squeezed my ass and then rushed upstairs 
to change. When he came back down supper was on the 
table and we ate while I told him what had happened to 
his poor, victimized wife today at work. He really got 
a kick out of how well my change in wardrobe and 
attitude was going over at work.

After supper we cleaned up the kitchen and took our 
wine out to the pool and went skinny dipping for a 
while to relax. Then we sat on the deck as the sun went 
down and sipped wine and held hands and talked. 

I told him what I had done to get ready for work 
tomorrow and he thanked me. After the sun went down it 
was still early, but we decided to go to bed and read 
for a while. We corked the wine and went upstairs and 
tonight Rob read the letters and I spent nearly an hour 
teasing his cock and balls with my mouth before I let 
him cum. 

I loved teasing him. I licked his balls and licked the 
throbbing shaft of his cock, keeping the lubricant from 
getting too far from the source. I teased the head of 
his cock and then sucked him for a while, right up 
until I could see that he was about to cum. Then I 
moved back down to his balls and started all over 
again. By the time the hour was up and I finally let 
him cum he was almost crazy with lust. It really seemed 
to increase the amount of cum he produced when I teased 
him for a long time like that. It seemed like there was 
a lot more than usual.

As soon as he could breathe normally he returned the 
favor. I came almost as soon as his tongue touched me. 
I believe I mentioned how much it turned me on to suck 
a nice hard cock. He didn't stop with one though. He 
kept eating me until I finally pushed his head away and 
screamed for him to stop. 

He finally stopped and rested his head on my stomach 
and kissed me lightly, just around the general area, 
not trying to get me going again, and avoiding my super 
sensitive clit for a while. It was almost as peaceful 
as a massage the way he made love to me after I came, 
and to think, I owe most of his sexual education to a 
men's magazine! I should write them a letter. I sure 
have had a lot to write about in the last week.

Rob finally moved up and held me in his arms and we 
spooned ourselves to sleep. For a change, I woke up 
before him the next morning and I went down and put the 
coffee on. When I came back up he was in the shower and 
when I checked I saw that he was just starting, so I 
joined him. We soaped each other up and got the juices 
flowing, which was a mistake because we didn't have 
enough time to do anything about it.

We dressed, which took me a lot less time than it used 
to. He watched me and then looked my outfit over. We 
talked about removing another button, but when I 
unbuttoned it to see how exposed I would be we decided 
that instead of removing the button, I should unbutton 
it and then button it if I needed to, if the editor or 
a customer needed to see me for instance.

I left it open and poured a cup of coffee to drive to 
work with. We kissed goodbye and drove off in different 
directions. 

At work I got another cup of coffee and stopped to chat 
with Grace for a few minutes. I wasn't as pressed for 
time as I had been yesterday. Mel and Peter came in 
while we were talking and admired our outfits. 

Grace was her usual sexy self, although I noticed that 
she was ramping up the sex appeal lately too. Not that 
we were competing, but she wasn't worried about 
offending me anymore. We always commented on how sexy 
our outfits were now, and we both got as big a kick out 
of it as the guys that we were driving crazy seemed to 
be getting.

Mel came over behind me and lifted the back of my skirt 
and said, "I really regret promising not to grab that 
beautiful ass. How about if I promise not to bite it 
instead, could we renegotiate our deal?"

I laughed and said, "Okay Mel, but not hard, okay?"

Larry held my skirt up while Mel ran his hands over my 
ass for a moment. He shook his head and said, "I have 
never seen a more perfect ass in my life!"

Grace said, "Hey! What about me?"

Mel turned to her and in a very serious tone said, 
"Grace, you have never shown me your ass. I can't 
really judge."

She started to get to her feet but the door opened and 
Gary came in. Peter dropped my skirt quickly, but Gary 
did a double take. I'm not sure what he saw. Actually, 
it didn't look like he was sure what he saw. Because 
obviously he couldn't have seen Peter holding my skirt 
up in the back, so he must have been seeing things, 
right?

The five of us went to lunch again that day. Grace and 
I had been permitting more and more liberties and the 
guys were starting to push the envelope. I had mixed 
emotions about that. I decided that as long as it 
didn't go too far, and as long as it didn't affect our 
work, I was going to do what I knew Rob would want and 
go along with it.

That was why I didn't say anything on the ride to the 
restaurant when Peter pulled my skirt up, baring my 
pussy and he and Tom explored first the outside and 
then the inside while we rode. Grace was turned around 
in her seat watching and Mel had his mirror pointed at 
where the action was again.

As we drove, Grace had a sudden change of expression 
that led me to believe mine was not the only pussy 
being toyed with. She closed her eyes for a second and 
sighed in pleasure. Then she opened her eyes and smiled 
at me and said, "You know, if you unbuttoned another 
button or two, that blouse you're wearing would be a 
lot more interesting."

I had the fingers of two men in my pussy at the moment 
and I suppose that had something to do with how quickly 
I responded to her suggestion. I unbuttoned one button, 
but that still left my breasts partially covered. So I 
unbuttoned another one and spread my blouse open, 
leaving my breasts exposed. 

Then I reached one of my hands down into each man's lap 
and wrapped my hands around their hard cocks. There was 
a lot of heavy breathing and pleasurable moaning in 
that car, all the way to the restaurant. 

Mel finally parked and shut the car off and before we 
got out, Peter began pistoning his finger in and out of 
me while Tom rubbed my clit and I had a screaming 
orgasm. I didn't even realize that two strange men were 
standing right outside our car watching until a couple 
of minutes later!

Peter waited for a minute before he pulled his finger 
from my pussy and sucked it clean. Then we got out, to 
the stares of the two older men that had been watching 
the action in the back seat of Mel's car in disbelief. 
We were half way to the entrance of the restaurant 
before I remembered that my tits were on display and I 
quickly buttoned two of the buttons. 

I asked accusingly, "Were you guys just going to let me 
walk around like that?"

Mel laughed and said, "Well DUH!"

When we got inside the rest of us were taken to a 
booth. Tom and Peter rushed to the men's room. I think 
they both had a little cleaning up to do.

Once we were seated and Tom and Peter had returned, Mel 
said, "Next time we go to lunch we're taking your car 
Tom."

Grace pouted and said, "You don't like riding in the 
front with me?!"

Mel looked at her and asked, "Did you notice how many 
times I nearly wrecked my car on the way here?!"

Grace said, "No, between what you were doing with your 
fingers and the show in the back seat I didn't even 
know where I was."

We took a little break and sipped our drinks. Non 
alcoholic again, damn it! We were more or less behaving 
ourselves in the restaurant, though both Grace and I 
had our skirts up high enough to air out the 
playgrounds. The waiter was also getting the benefit of 
the public airing out process. We probably should have 
adjusted his tip to allow for the view, but since the 
guys were paying for lunch I stayed out of it.

Mel once more tried to turn the conversation to my life 
changing weekend. I looked at Grace. I had already told 
her everything. I asked, "I don't know Grace. Do you 
think they could handle it? More importantly, do you 
think we could work together if I told them?"

Grace thought about it for a minute and said, "If you 
tell them you know that they are going to want to push 
the limits again. Guys are what guys are, they always 
want more. It's the second half of the question I 
wonder about. We have already let them go way too far. 
They have been pretty good about it. I can't help 
noticing how much fun both of us are having with it 
though. Still, we don't want it to get out of hand. Or 
do we?"

I thought about it for a minute. God knows I was having 
a hell of a good time. I thought that maybe I should 
let Rob decide. I sat back and said, "Listen Mel, I'm 
not fooling anyone here. You guys know that I am 
enjoying this as much as you are. I think that before I 
tell you what happened last weekend though, I need to 
ask Rob."

Mel never changed expression. He reached into his 
pocket and placed his cell phone on the table in front 
of me and said, "Ask him."

I looked at Grace and she shrugged. So I called Rob on 
Mel's phone and quickly explained the reason for my 
call. Rob sounded amused and said, "I think it's a hot 
idea. You have to work with them though. I would say 
'go for it', but the final decision is up to you."

I told him I loved him and that I had some juicy 
details for him tonight and hung up.

I handed his phone back to him and Mel asked, "Do you 
tell him everything?"

I nodded.

Mel asked, "What did he say?"

"He said it was up to me," I replied. "It all depends 
on whether I think we can still have a good working 
relationship. Can we?"

Tom grinned and said, "I think we have been getting 
along much better at work this week. Don't you?"

I knew that I was going to give in. I looked at my 
watch and saw that we had a half hour before we had to 
be back at work. So I said, "Okay, here goes."

I told them, in a little less detail than I had told 
Grace, all about my weekend. They didn't have the 
benefit of the DVDs to watch, but I figured with their 
dirty minds they didn't really need them. I told them 
about our clothes shopping and our afternoon with the 
four students from Indiana. They went nuts as I 
described some of the things I did that afternoon. I 
told them about the triplets, and especially the 
beautiful young woman with whom I had enjoyed my first 
bi sex. 

I also told them about the DVDs and Mel offered me a 
thousand dollars to be able to watch them. I looked at 
him, sure that he was joking. He was serious!

I thought about it for a minute and said, "I wouldn't 
take your money. I will leave it up to Rob. If he says 
you can see them I will bring them in for you. But Mel, 
if I ever find out that you have made copies, or have 
posted pictures from them on the internet, I will never 
speak to you again."

Mel, and the other guys as well, promised to be worthy 
of my trust if we would see our way clear to let them 
see the DVDs. To be honest, the idea of them watching 
the DVDs really was turning me on. I really was turning 
into a slut!

After lunch we piled back into the car and headed back 
to work. As soon as the car doors closed my skirt was 
up, my blouse unbuttoned and there were fingers in my 
pussy. I returned my hands to their laps and we enjoyed 
the too short drive back to the office.

Grace was again watching me and she said, "Jesus, when 
you go slut, you don't fuck around, do you?!"

I grinned and said, "I don't know, it isn't up to me. 
Rob hasn't told me whether or not I fuck around yet."

Before we got back to the office Mel asked, "What about 
Gary, Larry and Jim? They would all enjoy a little of 
this action. They would really feel bad to find out 
that they were being left out."

Gary was the oldest of our group and I was a little 
nervous about including him. I said, "I suppose Jim and 
Larry would enjoy being part of the fun. Are you sure 
about Gary though?" He has always seemed, I don't know, 
not stuffy, reserved maybe? Do you really thing he 
would be as amused at the rest of you guys?"

Mel smiled and said, "Trust me Dawn. I know for a fact 
that Gary would do anything for a peek at your sweet 
ass. He and I go out for drinks on Friday after work 
sometimes. You and Grace are always a large part of our 
conversation."

I looked at Grace to see how she reacted to that. I had 
not thought that either Grace or I warranted so much of 
their attention around here. I was surprised to hear 
that we were a topic of discussion.

I shrugged and said, "Okay, but make sure the guys know 
that we are just playing games here. This isn't going 
to become an office orgy. We like the showing off. We 
enjoy the extra stimulation just as much as you guys 
do. We have to keep this from getting out of hand 
though."

Mel promised that he would make the rules clear to the 
guys at the office. By the time we finished our 
conversation we were at work. I buttoned my blouse back 
up while Tom sucked his finger clean and we went to 
work. 

After a few minutes I was finally able to settle down 
and get back to work and I forgot all about the hot 
lunch date and the conversation on the way back to 
work. Mel hadn't though. He came in to my office about 
an hour later with his buddy Gary. Gary had a look on 
his face that let me know that he was sure that Mel was 
playing a nasty trick on him.

Mel said, "I told Gary about our lunches. He keeps 
calling me a liar. Do you have a minute to show him 
that I was telling the truth?"

I kept a straight face and asked, "The truth about what 
Mel?"

He said, "You know damned well about what!"

I said, "Mel, I don't know what you are talking about. 
Now I need to get back to work."

Gary looked embarrassed and started to leave. He said, 
"Sorry Dawn, I knew my leg was getting pulled." Then he 
said in an exasperated tone of voice, "Mel, you're an 
ass."

I said, "Gary, what did Mel say to you?"

Gary blushed and said, "You wouldn't believe me if I 
told you."

I smiled and asked, "Did he tell you that I have been 
letting him see my tits, and my ass, and my pussy?"

I really wished that I had a camera right then. The 
look on Gary's face was suitable for framing. 

I said, "Did he tell you how I unbuttoned my blouse in 
the car on the way to lunch and let Tom and Peter pull 
my skirt up and play with my pussy?"

I saw the bulge growing in Gary's pants and his face 
was as red a crayon. He stared at me for a moment and 
said, "Dawn?"

I felt my face getting red as I reached up and 
unbuttoned two buttons on my blouse and pulled it open, 
baring my breasts. Then I asked, "Did you want to see 
these?"

He stared at me, open mouthed for a moment and then he 
whispered, "Jesus Christ Dawn! You're beautiful!"

My voice sounded a little shaky to me when I said, 
"Thank you Gary. I'm pleased that you think so." Then I 
pushed my chair back and slid my skirt up a little more 
and asked, "Would you like to see what else you have 
been missing?"

Gary walked around my desk and stood looking down at my 
exposed breasts and my naked pussy. He couldn't talk, 
but the bulge in the front of his pants spoke volumes. 
I looked him right in the eye and leaned forward and 
wrapped my hand around his shaft and said, "I seem to 
be causing a lot of these around here lately. I'm 
sorry. It looks pretty uncomfortable."

I felt him shudder and I am pretty sure that he had an 
orgasm in his pants. He said, "I'll be a son of a 
bitch!" He took a step back and said, "Thank you Dawn. 
I will remember this moment for the rest of my life."

I thought that was a nice thing to say and told him 
that he was very welcome. Then he excused himself and 
left quickly. Mel stood in the door still. He was 
grinning like an idiot and watching as I put my breasts 
away and moved my chair back in place. 

Just before he left he said, "See how happy you made 
that old man?"

I smiled at him and went back to work.

My deadlines all expired two hours before quitting 
time. After I had met them I had a couple of hours to 
take a deep breath and look at what was coming up in 
the next business cycle. I was looking over my schedule 
with one hour to go before quitting time when I looked 
up to see Larry standing in my door. I smiled and asked 
him what I could do for him. 

He was staring at me and I knew what he was here for. 
Just like Gary earlier, he couldn't quite believe what 
he had heard. It was obvious that he had come to see me 
in response to the things that he had been told about 
me, but didn't quite no how to say it.

I smiled at his nervousness and said, "Come in Larry. 
It's okay. It's obvious what you are here for. They 
were telling you the truth."

Larry still looked like he thought that he was on 
Candid Camera, but he came in and stood in front of my 
desk. I moved some papers and invited him to come 
around and sit on the corner of my desk. He glanced 
back at the door and then he walked around and for the 
first time he saw how short my skirt was now.

He sat down and I asked, "Who were you talking to?"

He said, "Mel came to my office a few minutes ago and 
said some pretty amazing things. I knew he was full of 
shit, but I had to come and see for myself. The story 
he told was too compelling not too."

I asked, "What story was that?"

"He told me about some amazing things that he swore 
happened at lunch, and some even more amazing things 
that he insisted happened on the way to lunch and back 
in the back seat of his car. I've known you for a year 
and I knew that he was full of shit."

While he was talking I sat back and reached up and 
slowly unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall open, 
exposing my breasts. Then, as he stared in wonder, my 
hands fell to my lap and I slowly edged my skirt up, 
exposing my pussy to yet another of my co-workers.

Larry stared at all of my exposed flesh and seemed 
unable to speak. He was quite able to develop a very 
large erection though. His eyes never even blinked as 
he stared at me for a minute and quietly said, "Jesus 
Dawn, I don't know what has come over you, but I 
certainly love the change."

He stared for a minute and then he seemed to shake 
himself mentally and he asked, "You aren't in any 
trouble are you? You aren't being made to do something 
against your will?"

I thought that was the sweetest thing to ask. No one 
else had even considered that, even though this 
behavior was totally out of character for me. I smiled 
and shook my head and then I leaned forward and said, 
"No Larry. All the changes in me in the past week are 
voluntary. I think it is extremely sweet of you to ask 
though."

Then I reached out and wrapped my hand around his 
erection and his eyes closed and he groaned in 
pleasure. I was intrigued. Since I had begun returning 
the favor and touching the erections of the men that I 
work with, this was by far the largest erection I had 
wrapped my hand around. This was, in fact, the largest 
erection I had ever wrapped my hand around. 

I looked up at Larry and said, "My goodness. You're 
hung like a horse!"

Larry was blushing already, but when I said that he 
became even redder. Larry was the shiest and quietest 
of the men that I worked with. He was about the same 
age as Grace and one of the only two single guys. 

He groaned as my hand moved over his bulge and he said, 
"Well, maybe a pony, a small pony."

It was my turn to be amazed. I was really curious and I 
would have loved to have pulled that out and taken a 
closer look. I didn't dare though. Not here.

I heard someone coming down the hall and Larry stood 
quickly while I buttoned my blouse and slid my chair 
back under my desk. I looked up to see Jim standing in 
my door and I immediately recognized the look on his 
face. I thought to myself, "Well, I might as well get 
this over with."

I smiled at Jim and said, "Come on Jim, come on in. I 
can tell by your face that you have been talking to 
Mel."

He was looking at Larry and me and he could tell that 
something had been going on. He came in slowly but as 
he came closer he said, "I thought sure he was full of 
shit. Now it looks like I owe him an apology."

I checked the time. I had about fifteen minutes until 
quitting time. I said, "You're the last. Everyone else 
has taken the tour. Come on in."

While he moved closer I unbuttoned the two buttons on 
my blouse again and let it fall open. I slid my chair 
back and spread my legs and let my skirt ride up. Then 
I slid it up another couple of inches, baring most of 
my lower abdomen. The more I did this the easier it 
became. It never got any less exciting though.

Jim came around to the other side of my desk and stared 
down at all of my exposed flesh and said, "I'll be god 
damned! Then he slowly bent down and lightly moved his 
fingers over one of my nipples. He was the first of the 
six men to touch my breasts and I was surprised at how 
exciting it was. I found that being exposed to my six 
co-workers, guys that I had known and worked with for 
nearly a year, was a bit different from the feelings I 
got when I was exposed to perfect strangers in 
restaurants and at the beach. I wasn't sure how to 
define the difference, but I felt the feelings that I 
got when I exposed myself more intensely somehow. 

Larry was staring at Jim's fingers on my breast and his 
cock had grown back to the fully erect state it had 
been in when I was holding it earlier. I was moments 
from standing and turning around so that they could 
bend me over my desk and fuck the hell out of me.

The spell was broken though when we heard more 
footsteps coming down the hall and I quickly put my 
blouse back together while the guys sat on the corners 
of my desk and tried to act nonchalant.

Grace came into my office and smiled at the three 
guilty faces. She looked at me closely and then she 
said, "My, my Dawn. Look at those nipples! They look 
like they are going to bore holes in that light blouse 
you're wearing."

She stood there, enjoying the obvious discomfort of Jim 
and Larry and then she said, "It's quitting time. Are 
you ready to go? Or would you like me to stand guard 
for you?"

I found myself wanting to take her up on her offer, but 
Jim and Larry scrambled to their feet and hurried back 
to their offices while trying in vain to hide the 
bulges in the front of their pants. They mumbled their 
goodbyes on the way out and I smiled at Grace and said, 
"You are so cruel!"

She laughed quietly and said, "And you are so easy. 
Look at you! You were on the verge of getting laid. 
Really! Look at you! It's written all over your face."

I said, "I am feeling pretty horny. Have you ever 
noticed how well hung Larry is? I mean that thing is 
huge!"

She looked interested and said, "No, I never noticed. 
I'm going to have to check that out next week. Are you 
ready to go, or do you really want me to wait while you 
do the dirty deed with Larry?"

I smiled and said, "As tempting as that is, I only fuck 
around on Rob when it is his idea."

She said, "Good answer! Let's see how long you have the 
self control to keep giving that answer."

I shrugged and said, "I could always ask him."

We walked out to the parking lot and she followed me 
home. There was a message on the answering machine when 
I got home. Rob had called and said, "Dawn, don't start 
supper. Let's go out when I get home. While you are 
waiting, why don't you see if Grace can wear one of 
your new skirts?"

I looked at Grace and she was grinning. She remembered 
those little skirts. We could give it a shot, but Grace 
was at least one size larger than me. She wasn't 
overweight or anything, she had a perfect body. She was 
just a slightly taller woman and that tiny skirt was 
going to be just that much smaller on her. 

I turned to her and said, "Well, we can try." I took 
her hand and pulled her to the stairs and we went up to 
my bedroom. I pulled out the four skirts we had bought 
last weekend and spread them out on the bed. It was 
still almost an hour before Rob would get home so we 
undressed and took a hot shower together. 

I had been baring my breasts and my pussy off an on all 
day at work today and I was nearly as horny as the day 
that I had worn the Wicked Weasel for the first time. 
As Grace ran her soapy hands over my body I leaned my 
hands up against the shower wall and closed my eyes and 
said, "Jesus Grace. I exposed myself to every man I 
work with today. I am so fucking horny right now!"

She moved closer and one of her hands moved around and 
gently slid over my breasts, her other hand glided down 
over my butt and slid between my legs and she said 
quietly, "There's no reason why we can't take do 
something about that before Rob gets home. I'm sure he 
won't mind. It will only be a temporary solution."

As soon as her hand slid over my pussy I gasped. Her 
slick, soapy fingers moved over my clit and that it was 
it. I clamped my thighs down on her wrist and I called 
out, "Oh god Grace! Fuck that feels good!" I had an 
incredible orgasm then. The only thing holding me up 
was the pressure of my thighs on her wrist. 

She pulled me tight against her sexy body and shivered 
in ecstasy. My orgasm, which had been building for 
hours, washed over me in wave after wave.

I finally felt the strength return to my legs and I 
stood up and released the hold on her arm. I turned 
around and put my arms around Grace and hugged her 
tight and we kissed passionately. After that we stood 
together under the spray of hot water and just held 
each other quietly for a long time.

After we had relaxed a little she reached over and 
turned off the water and said, "Come on, let's see how 
much of my ass sticks out of one of those skirts."

As we dried off I said, "You know, you don't have to do 
this if you don't want to. We can just tell Rob that 
you don't want to and it will be okay."

She grinned and said, "Don't be silly. You've seen the 
way that I dress. I enjoy it as much as you do. I 
haven't had a man to tell me what to do in a long time. 
This is a game that I used to really love. Besides, 
after watching the men leaving your office with a hard-
on all day, and knowing why, I'm just as horny as you 
are. Hey, remember me, the girl that used to be a 
stripper, and liked it?"

After we had dried off I moved closer and ran my 
fingers down her stomach to her warm, moist slit. I 
kissed her lightly on the lips and said, "We have a few 
more minutes if you want to take the edge off."

She grinned and said, "No, I love this feeling. I love 
the way it builds. I have no idea what Rob has in mind 
for this evening, but the anticipation is making me as 
hot as flashing your sexy ass to everyone at work made 
you today. I haven't had this much fun in a long time. 
I am going to take full advantage of it."

We went back out to the bedroom and I put on one of the 
skirts. I slid it down low on my belly so that it 
covered my pussy and my ass cheeks. Grace watched and 
shook her head. She said, "I don't know. It might work. 
It isn't too tight on you."

She picked up one of them and stepped into it. She 
pulled it up until her pussy was just barely covered. 
It looked a lot sluttier on her. She was just enough 
taller that it looked more like a belt than a skirt.

She looked in the mirror and turned to me and said, "I 
could go back to hooking with this on, but I can't see 
wearing it to dinner."

She slid it down and stepped out of it and tried on the 
other one, the skirt that had the slits up the side. It 
was even worse. Her hips were really exposed in it. We 
realized that she couldn't go out in those things, but 
I suggested that she try on the skirt that I had worn 
to work today. 

It looked almost as sexy on her as the tiny little 
skirt that I was wearing looked on me. It was tight 
around her hips, but very short and nearly as revealing 
as my new skirt was on me.

We decided to see if Rob would settle for that and I 
got my new tops out to see how they looked on her. They 
had seemed much more appropriate when we were staying 
at the beach. We were dressing to please Rob, and to be 
exhibited to the general public, so it didn't really 
matter if we thought they were appropriate.

I handed her one of my new crop tops and she tried it 
on. It looked just fine over my B cups. Her larger C 
cups had us both holding our breath. It was obvious 
that they wouldn't work on her. By the time she took 
three or four breaths her nipples were exposed.

I pulled out the dark colored but see through halter 
top and we tied it on her. An awful lot of the sides of 
her breasts were exposed, but it looked very hot on 
her. Her nipples were much smaller than mine, but for 
some reason they seemed more obvious under that top. We 
liked the effect though so we left it on her and tried 
to decide what I should wear. I liked the little crop 
tops that left the bottom curves of my breasts exposed 
and I put one of those on, the one with all of the 
holes in it. We were just finishing up when Rob came 
in. 

He looked at us and smiled and said, "Beautiful!"

I said, "We don't know where we are going, so we didn't 
know how far to push the envelope. She couldn't wear 
one of my new skirts, she's too tall. That's the skirt 
I wore to work today and it looks great on her, don't 
you think?"

Rob said, "You both look beautiful. When we are buying 
you a new wardrobe tomorrow we can look around for some 
clothes for you too Grace. If you don't mind, that is."

She smiled and said, "When I am with you I am at your 
disposal."

He came across the room and pulled her close and said, 
"I'd never dispose of anything as beautiful as you! 
Since you are taking orders though, I am going to have 
you put one of Dawn's new skirts on. Don't worry about 
how revealing it is. It won't be a problem. I'm going 
to take a quick shower now and then we can go."

He probably thought that we would leave the room. 
Instead we helped him undress and as we removed his 
clothes we told him how much fun he had missed by 
getting here late.

When he went into the bathroom Grace put the tiny skirt 
we had rejected back on and we went downstairs and had 
a drink of ice water while we were waiting. We had been 
trying to decide where Rob would take us to eat dressed 
like this. It sure wasn't going to be Burger King.

Rob finally came down and we stood up. Rob said, "Let's 
have a cold beer out by the pool before dinner."

Rob watched us go out to the pool and sit down at a 
patio table. We didn't even try to sit modestly. Both 
of us sat with our pussies exposed and Rob asked us to 
tell him about our day at work. We had already told him 
some, but we filled in a lot of the details now.

It was obvious that he loved hearing it and we were 
getting just as turned on as we told him about it. I 
told him about our provocative lunch hour and all of 
the men that came into my office that afternoon and 
watched as I exposed my breasts and my pussy. I told 
him about the ones that touched me and how they touched 
me. I also told him about all of the cocks that I had 
wrapped my hand around today, especially Larry's.

Rob was hard as a rock all the way through our 
narration. I couldn't stand the suspense anymore and I 
asked him where we were going dressed the way that we 
were. 

He smiled and said, "The way you are dressed won't be a 
problem. You probably won't be wearing that stuff much 
longer anyway."

Now I was really curious!

We were just about finished with our beers when the 
doorbell rang. I started to get up but Rob said, "Sit 
down. I'll get it."

Grace and I looked at each other. We knew that 
something was up. We watched the patio doors and in a 
minute we saw the six men that we work with coming 
through the door dressed in trunks and Hawaiian shirts. 

I looked at Rob and he smiled and said, "I felt sorry 
for the guys after the way you teased them today. So I 
called Mel and invited them all over for a luau. Why 
don't you get everyone a drink while I fire up the 
grill?"

I looked at the leering faces of the guys as they 
checked out our outfits and I looked at Rob and I 
thought, "Fuck yes! An orgy! This beats going out to a 
restaurant all to hell!"

I asked if everyone wanted beer and thankfully they 
did. We had some booze, but I wasn't much at making 
mixed drinks. Grace and I went and got nine beers out 
of the fridge and brought them out and as we passed 
them out we were both groped by all of the men. 

Rob lit the grill and he came over to the table and 
said, "I was telling Mel about your new outfits, Dawn. 
Now that the guys have seen them, why don't you two put 
them up so they don't get stained?"

Before we could react, Mel was sliding my skirt off and 
Tom was sliding Grace's off. We quickly removed our 
tops and I placed all four items of clothing on a 
nearby chair. When I returned to the table, Grace was 
just being pulled into Mel's lap and as soon as I was 
close enough, Larry grabbed me and pulled me down onto 
that big cock of his. Even soft I could feel that big 
lump of cock under my ass.

We had a really great time for the next hour or so. We 
laughed and joked about everything that had been 
happening at work since our weekend getaway. The guys 
talked about how much they liked the change in me, and 
how much more open Grace was now that I was letting go, 
and every few minutes we would change laps and our 
bodies were explored by a new set of hands.

I had been getting very hungry earlier. Now it seemed 
like my appetite had changed. I was really in the mood 
for some hard cock right now. They weren't through 
teasing us yet though.

Grace and I went in for another round of beers. She was 
just as turned on as I was and we talked about raping 
someone if they didn't do something to us soon.

When we returned with the beers, after we passed them 
out, Rob pointed to a blanket that he had spread on the 
grass nearby. He said, "While I get supper started, why 
don't you girls show the guys how close you have gotten 
this week?"

I took a big swig of my beer and then Grace took my 
hand and led me to the blanket. She put her arms around 
me and whispered, "I have never been so fucking turned 
on in my god damned life! I'm going to drowned you 
girl!"

I laughed and then we kissed like a couple of teenage 
lovers about to get it on for the first time. Our hands 
moved over each other's bodies, but there was nothing 
gentle about our love making now. We were nearly 
overcome with lust right at that moment and almost out 
of control.

In the back of mind as we kissed and touched and slid 
to our knees on that blanket I could see the faces of 
the six men that we worked with. I could feel their 
eyes on us. I could read their minds. That made what we 
were doing so much more erotic. 

Grace and I didn't bother with a lot of foreplay. We 
didn't have time for that. We both needed relief. We 
kissed for a moment or two, and then she whispered, 
"Have you ever tried a sixty-nine?"

I whispered back, "Not with a hot, sexy woman, or a 
slut like you! Let's go for it!"

She giggled and said, "Look who's talking! Nobody at 
the office saw my tits today!"

There was no more talking after that. Not for a while. 
She put me on my back and turned around and began 
licking her way down my body. As she moved I raised my 
head and licked and sucked whatever part of her body 
that I could reach. 

I heard the remarks from the guys sitting around 
watching. I ignored them, but they added significantly 
to the heat we were feeling. I didn't even stop to 
think what it was going to be like at work next week. I 
just knew that six guys that I liked and knew pretty 
well were watching me make love to my friend Grace, and 
I knew that they were most likely all going to get 
fucked or sucked by one if not both of us this evening. 
After all the teasing and showing off this week, I was 
ready!

Grace had finally licked and kissed her way down to my 
pussy and now I had to reach my head up to return the 
favor. She was almost two inches taller than me, so it 
was a bit of a reach. She could tell I was having a 
problem though and she moved down a little and then we 
went to town on each other. I heard the remarks again, 
"Look at her eat that cunt!" and "Jesus, look at that 
fantastic ass!" and "Christ! I'm going to cum in my 
fucking pants!"

I heard Rob say, "Be patient gentlemen. There will be 
plenty of pussy to go around after we eat, and after 
they eat."

Eat we did! I have no idea how many times I came. I 
kept squeezing Grace's ass and pulling her pussy down 
over my mouth and screaming into her juicy slit. It 
seemed like every time I did that it set her off and 
she screamed into mine. I'm sure that we each came at 
least a dozen times before she finally rolled off and 
lay beside me panting and sweating and exhausted. I 
reached out and held her hand and we lay there 
together, letting our rapidly beating hearts return to 
normal and our lungs finally get enough air.

I heard Gary say, "I have never seen anything like that 
in my life! Rob, I don't give a fuck about a steak 
right now. If I don't fuck someone I'm going to 
explode."

Rob laughed and said, "I know. I feel the same way. I'm 
turning the grill down and we can have steaks later. 
Guys, the pussy is on me, so to speak. Help yourselves. 
The only rule is no one gets hurt. Enjoy your 
appetizers."

The first four of them were up and naked and all over 
us in thirty seconds. Grace and I got up and knelt side 
by side on the blanket and the first four men took us 
two at a time. I was kept pretty busy, but I had my 
eyes on Larry. I wanted him all to myself when I 
finished with Gary and Tom. Gary got his first 
deepthroat blowjob and he lasted less than a minute. I 
held his cock in my mouth after he came though, and it 
never went completely soft. It took no effort to make 
it hard again and the second time he lasted a lot 
longer. 

Tom finished quickly too, but he didn't pull out. He 
didn't go around again, but he left his soft cock in my 
pussy and watched in amazement as I took Gary's cock 
down my throat. I sucked Gary to another orgasm and as 
he and Tom staggered away I looked at Larry and said, 
"Larry, I want to see that horse cock of yours."

Everyone looked to see what I was talking about as 
Larry, embarrassed by all of the attention now, kicked 
his trunks off and dropped his shirt and stood there 
with his big fat cock standing out in front of him like 
a third leg. I swear it was at least ten inches long. 
It was the kind of cock you see in porn movies. 

I smiled and said, "How do you want it?"

He smiled and said, "Are you sure you're woman enough?"

I laughed and said, "Get your ass over here." I pulled 
him down and pushed him over onto his back. I leaned 
down and sucked at his cock for a moment, but there was 
no way that thing was going down my throat. 

Everyone had stopped to watch and I sat up and 
straddled him and with a little bit of a struggle I 
managed to take the first few inches of his cock into 
my already well fucked pussy. 

He leaned back and put his hands under his head and let 
me do it all on my own, allowing me to adjust to him at 
my own speed. It turned out not to be as hard as I 
thought it would be though, not at first. I slid slowly 
down on that big, fat pole but as I neared the end I 
began to be afraid that I wouldn't be able to take it 
all. I was encouraged by the remarks from my co-workers 
and by the sounds of pleasure that Larry was making. 
The last couple of inches were uncomfortable at first, 
but after a few minutes my body adjusted and soon I was 
jumping up and down on his cock just like I did with 
Rob. 

Larry had kept his eyes closed as my hot pussy had sunk 
down over him enveloping his cock in my wet, grasping 
hole. Once I started moving up and down on him though, 
he opened his eyes and watched my breasts bouncing more 
and more violently with each stroke. 

I had thought that I would outlast him easily. I had 
already enjoyed a dozen orgasms with Grace and a couple 
more with Tom and Gary. But I came twice more before 
Larry reached up and grabbed my tits and squeezed hard 
and said, "Jesus Dawn, I'm cumming!"

He guided me up and down on his cock with his hands on 
my tits and I hoped that the neighbors weren't out in 
their back yards, because there was no way I could keep 
quiet. I came again in one last earth shattering 
orgasm.

As soon as Larry's hips stopped shuddering I collapsed 
on top of him and he held me close for a few minutes. I 
opened my eyes in a few minutes to see Grace, still 
being fucked by Mel while she sucked Rob's cock. I 
looked up at Rob and we smiled lovingly at each other. 
Then I recognized the signs as he grabbed Grace's head 
and held her steady as he filled her mouth with cum.

When Rob pulled his soft cock out of Grace's mouth I 
grinned up at him and asked, "Where's the beef?"

I was jokingly referring to the steaks he had been 
about to cook. He laughed and said, "It's still buried 
balls deep in your cunt you silly slut!"

I laughed, as did several of the others. I got up and 
staggered over to the outdoor shower by the pool. I 
rinsed my sweaty body off and then I clasped my hand 
over my pussy when I realized how much cum was draining 
out of me and headed for the bathroom. 

I sat down and I was amazed at the amount of cum that 
drained out of me from just two men. The stream finally 
trickled to an end and I wiped my red, swollen pussy 
with a couple of moist towelettes and washed up and 
went back outside. Grace rushed past me, grinning 
widely, as I stepped back out onto the deck.

Rob had returned to the grill and the guys were all 
sitting around, much more relaxed now, and sipping 
their beers.

No one seemed to need anything so I sat in my chair 
between two naked men from work and I put my foot up 
between Mel's legs, resting it on the edge of his seat 
and gently tickling his balls with my toes. 

He smiled at me and said, "You're next Dawn. Once I 
have gotten some food and got my strength back I'm 
going to fuck you. I have wanted your beautiful ass 
since you started working with us."

While the grill was heating up again, Rob went inside 
and came back out with our small, portable TV with a 
built in DVD player and set it up. He slipped the DVD 
from our weekend at the beach in and started it.

Grace came back out just as the movie started and she 
said, "Oh boy! It's my favorite movie."

Larry pulled her down into his lap and Mel pulled me up 
into his lap and with his hands moving freely over my 
body we watched my first gangbang unfold. There were a 
few comments from my friends, but mostly it was just an 
occasional gasp or someone exclaiming, "Look at that!"

Rob said, "Mel, I need to borrow my wife for a few 
minutes, you can have her right back though."

Mel let me up and Rob asked me to get the plates and 
flatware and bring them out. He had stopped on the way 
home and bought the steaks and he had gotten some 
potato salad to go with it, I brought that out too. 

I set the plates down near Rob and passed out the 
silverware. I put the potato salad on the table and 
said, "Mel, here's the potato salad, Rob will bring you 
your steak in a minute, and I'm keeping desert warm for 
you."

I turned the TV off so that we could eat and talk. Once 
Rob served the steaks there was some good natured 
conversation for a few minutes and then Mel asked, 
"What happens on Monday?"

I suppose that question had been in the back of all of 
our minds. Everyone looked at me for some reason. I had 
been wondering too. I had enjoyed all of the teasing 
and being exposed to my co-workers. 

I looked around and said, "I had a ball this past week. 
All of the teasing and showing off really turned me on. 
I guess that it's pretty obvious now that I like a 
little wild sex as much as the next guy, much to my 
surprise. I don't want to be the office slut though. I 
will, if Rob tells me to. But if you are asking me, 
what we are doing works for me. I know you guys are 
walking around with a lot of uncomfortable growths in 
your pants, but I can't see myself fucking six guys 
everyday at work for the rest of my career."

Rob smiled and said, "I love the change in you since 
our weekend Dawn, and I agree with you, I don't want 
you to lose your self respect and be taken for granted. 
You should never be nothing more than a cum dump. That 
isn't to say that you should never be permitted to have 
sex with any of the guys at work. I like the idea of 
them being able to see your sweet ass whenever they 
want. I like the idea of them being able to touch you 
if the spirit moves them. I don't want you to have to 
bend over your desk and let them fuck you whenever they 
want. At least they shouldn't have that power every 
day. Maybe there could be a "Fuck Dawn Day" or 
something like that."

Grace said, "Hey! What am I, chopped liver? Doesn't 
anyone want to fuck Grace anymore?"

All of the guys laughed and hurriedly assured Grace 
that they still wanted to fuck her just as much as 
always. It was just that, at the moment, they were in 
negotiations for the rights to my pussy.

Mel said, "That brings up another point." He turned to 
Rob and said, "It appears that you have assumed 
responsibility for Grace's pussy too. Or is that a 
misconception on my part?"

We all looked at Rob. Rob looked at Grace. Grace smiled 
and said, "I like being told what to do sometimes, and 
I have given responsibility for my sex life to Rob 
until I find the right guy to take on that 
responsibility full time, unless Dawn has a problem 
with that."

I got up and went around to Grace and hugged her. I 
kissed her on top of her head and said, "Welcome to my 
world."

Rob said, "We are going shopping tomorrow for some new 
clothes. We are going to try and find some sexy clothes 
that won't be so objectionable that your supervisors 
will object."

Gary said, "That isn't much of a concern. Our editor is 
a bigger horn dog than Mel is. They could probably both 
come to work naked and he wouldn't object."

Rob smiled and said, "That's good to know. So we all 
like having the girls showing off and teasing. I like 
watching my wife getting fucked. It is a concept that 
has always turned me on, and I have the library to 
prove it. Still, it would get old if it happened to 
them everyday. I don't want that to happen.

We thought about it for a minute and Tom suggested, 
"What if one day a week, one of them would be... shall 
we say 'available'? They could alternate weeks. The 
rest of the time they could just tease the hell out of 
us. I have to tell you, I have been going crazy this 
week. I came as close to committing rape as any man 
ever did."

I laughed and said, "I did too! God I was turned on 
when you guys kept getting me to show you my tits and 
lift my skirt, and those damned rides to lunch with 
fingers squirming around in my pussy. I wanted to beg 
someone to fuck me."

I thought Tom's suggestion had some merit. I turned to 
Rob and suggested, "We could try it for a couple of 
weeks, what do you thing Rob?"

Rob said, "Do you have somewhere safe that you can play 
at work? We don't want a bunch of people getting 
fired."

Grace said, "Everyone that comes into our offices has 
to go through me. I could control traffic in the office 
area while Dawn is 'entertaining' and one of the others 
could do the same thing while I am entertaining. It 
would kind of take away from the spontaneity, but 
that's better than getting caught with our pants down."

We talked a little more about the details and decided 
that the day would be Tuesday. Later in the week would 
make more sense, but Tuesday was my easy day and the 
last three days of the week I really didn't have time 
to spend satisfying the sexual appetites of six horny 
men. It wasn't ideal, but it would have to do until 
they hired someone to help me, something that they kept 
promising to do. I wasn't holding my breath though.

Once that issue was resolved, Grace and I flipped a 
coin to see who would be available first. We hadn't 
decided if the winner or the loser went first, so we 
had to flip a second time and as the winner, Grace got 
to go first.

Once that was decided, Mel got to his feet and stood 
beside my chair and let his soft cock dangle right in 
my face. He said, "Why don't you get that hard for me 
and then we'll see if you can talk me into fucking your 
sweet young pussy."

With seven people watching, I kissed the head of his 
cock and licked the shaft. I could taste Grace's pussy 
on his cock. I didn't mind though. I opened my mouth 
and slid my lips down over Mel's cock. 

He got hard quickly and he had a nice large cock, 
though nowhere near as large as Larry's. It reminded me 
of Todd's cock from my first gangbang in our hotel 
room. I sucked Mel's cock, taking more and more of it 
into my mouth with each stroke until the head suddenly 
slipped right down my throat. I heard him gasp, and 
several of the men at the table made complimentary 
remarks about my oral abilities. Outside of a porn 
movie they had never experienced deepthroat, and they 
were especially impressed that I could do it with Mel's 
large cock.

I was pretty proud of myself and I was a little 
disappointed when he pulled away and said, "Oh no you 
don't sweet cheeks!"

He stepped back and pulled me to my feet and led me 
over to the blanket on the grass. He pulled me close 
and said, "I have been waiting to feel my cock sink 
into your sweet pussy for a year. You aren't going to 
cheat me out of that now." 

He pulled me close and kissed me and ran his hands over 
my body for a minute or two. Then he gently lowered me 
to the blanket. He surprised me when he moved between 
my legs and kissed my thighs for a moment before 
kissing and then licking my pussy. I didn't expect that 
since I had just been fucked. Mel didn't seem to mind 
though and it felt very good. 

He teased me for several minutes before he moved up 
over me and rested on his arms, looking down at me and 
smiling. He quietly said, "I have looked forward to 
this for a very long time but I never thought that it 
would happen."

As he talked he moved his hips, moving the head of his 
cock up and down my slit, teasing me.

He continued talking quietly as his cock moved over me. 
"You are so beautiful, so sexy, and always so shy, so 
conservative. I never imagined that this day would 
come. I already know in my mind how good it is going to 
feel when my cock starts to enter your hot little 
body."

His words were getting to me as much as his tongue had 
earlier, and as much as the feel of his large, hard 
cock sliding over my hot, wet slit. I was looking up at 
his smiling face and I had begun without even realizing 
it to try and capture his cock in my pussy. I managed 
several times to capture the head of his cock, but he 
always pulled it away. I heard a strange sound and 
after a moment I realized that it was coming from me. I 
was becoming desperate for him to enter me. There was a 
high pitched keening sound coming from me that I don't 
believe that I had ever made before.

He finally let me capture his cock and this time he 
didn't pull away. Instead he held it there, just inside 
the entrance to my body and stared down at me. He 
smiled even wider and asked, "Does that feel good you 
hot bitch? Do you want more of my cock? Do you need to 
be fucked?"

I heard myself whispering, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Please Mel, 
fuck me!"

Our eyes remained locked on each other as he began to 
slowly slide his cock into me. Larry's cock was much 
larger, but Mel's cock was very large and he really 
knew what he was doing. This wasn't just a good hard 
fuck. He was making it so erotic, so exciting. I felt 
his cock stretching my pussy, inch by wonderful inch. 
He didn't just drive it into me though. He teased me 
mercilessly as he slid an inch or two of his fat cock 
inside of me and them pulled it out almost all of the 
way before slowly fucking three or four inches into me. 

I was quickly losing control and my hips were lifting 
to try to envelop him, to take him all the way inside 
of me. It seemed to take an hour before he finally had 
his cock buried all the way to the base inside of me 
and he stayed that way and closed his eyes and sighed 
with pleasure as the heat of my body enveloped him.

After a minute he opened his eyes and we locked eyes 
again and stared at each other as he began to fuck me 
slowly. It was like we were connected by more than just 
our genitals. Our minds were connected somehow. Each 
time he pushed into me he paused at the bottom of his 
stroke and rubbed his pubic bone against me, sending 
chills through every fiber of my body. It was the most 
amazing fuck ever!

Mel slowly began to fuck me faster and faster over the 
next ten minutes. His stamina and his style were both 
incredible. I was a quivering mass of bare sexual 
nerves reacting to everything that he did. I was no 
longer aware of the other people that were sitting 
there watching us. I was not aware of the looks of awe 
on their faces. I didn't even realize that Rob had been 
filming us since we started. 

I was only aware of Mel and his large, talented cock. 
My entire being was focused on the place where our 
bodies joined. My eyes were no longer open. My senses 
were all turned inward now. I felt Mel move down over 
me and I wrapped my arms around his neck my mouth 
closed on his shoulder as he began to fuck me harder 
and faster and I tilted my head back and grunted loudly 
with every stroke. Soon my involuntary grunts began to 
turn to cries of pleasure and Mel pressed his lips to 
mine and filled my mouth with his tongue, stifling my 
cries as he began to piston his cock into me like a 
jackhammer and that was it for me. 

I screamed into his mouth and I came over and over, one 
orgasm right after another, each more earth shaking 
than the last. I never felt Mel reach orgasm. I 
suddenly realized that he was no longer on top of me. I 
had passed out I guess. Not just for a second, I had 
lost consciousness for long enough that he had achieved 
orgasm and then withdrew his cock from my limp body. I 
was lying on the blanket when awareness returned and he 
was sitting beside me and smiling down at me.

I grinned at him, weakly, and then looked at our 
audience. When I saw the looks on their faces I laughed 
out loud. I didn't just see mouths wide, staring in 
amazement though. I saw six hard cocks, ready to go 
again.

I struggled to sit up and I looked down at my lower 
body. I was a fucking mess! I said, "Jesus Mel! What 
did you do to me?!"

He laughed and said, "It's called fucking. Was it good 
for you?"

I collapsed back down on my back and looked up at the 
sky and said, "Grace, you're on your own. I'm done for 
the night."

She laughed and said, "The fuck you are. You built all 
of these god damned hardons over here. You're going to 
help me tear them down."

I looked up at Mel and said, "Mel, that was fucking 
incredible! Now, if you will help me up I'll go get 
cleaned up and see if I can't help Grace a little."

Mel stood up and reached down and helped me to my feet. 
I staggered a little, but got my bearings and headed 
inside to take a quick shower. Mel followed along 
behind and said, "I'll come along and make sure you 
wash behind your ears."

I took his hand and led him up to my bedroom. I turned 
on the water in the shower and put out a clean towel 
for Mel. He watched as I sat on the toilet and let his 
cum drain out of me. I don't know why I didn't feel the 
least bit embarrassed. A week ago I would have. Nothing 
seemed to embarrass me anymore.

We entered the shower and he soaped my entire body up. 
He stood behind me and reached around me and soaped up 
the front of my body, sliding his hands over me 
sensuously. As he slid his hands over my body, teasing 
me with his gentle touch, he spoke quietly in my ear. 
"You were every bit as hot as I knew you would be. I 
have never fucked a hotter woman in my life. If I 
didn't like you and Rob so much I would be scheming to 
take you away from him. I am already looking forward to 
a week from next Tuesday. It won't be a quickie, I 
promise you that."

As he soaped me up and talked quietly to me I felt his 
cock getting hard again. I pulled out of his grip and 
rinsed off and turned off the water. I dropped to my 
knees in front of him and took his hardening cock in my 
mouth and this time we didn't stop. I sucked him until 
he held my face against his stomach and shot his cum 
down my throat.

He released me and looked down at me and ran his hands 
over my head gently and said, "I never thought I would 
ever experience that. Rob has created the hottest 
little sex machine that I have ever met."

I stood up and hugged Mel and said, "Rob and I are both 
very happy with the change too."

We dried off and went back out to the backyard. Grace 
was on her hands and knees with Larry fucking her from 
behind and Tom had his cock in her mouth. She was 
obviously trying to take him into her throat, but she 
kept getting distracted by Larry's big cock. He didn't 
have the finesse that Mel had, but he was still pretty 
effective with that big slab of meat. It was really 
something to watch.

I didn't get to watch for long though. Jim came over 
and took my hand and led me to the blanket. I dropped 
down beside Grace and Jim entered me from behind. I had 
gotten turned on sucking Mel's cock and I enjoyed very 
much being taken again. I closed my eyes and enjoyed 
Jim's cock filling me up. I didn't even realize that 
someone was in front of me until I felt a cock pressing 
against my lips. My eyes shot open and I saw Peter's 
peter. I soon had Peter's peter in my throat and easily 
brought him to orgasm as Jim fucked me to one last 
orgasm. 

The party was finally winding down. I made my way back 
to my seat and we all just sat around and relaxed and 
had another beer. 

Before the guys left they swam around in the pool for a 
while. The married guys didn't want to go home smelling 
like pussy. 

I thought about my reaction to having been a part of 
four guys cheating on their wives. I was not a big fan 
of that particular sport. I knew it was a technicality, 
but there was no question that this was anything beyond 
pure sex. It was totally unemotional. There was no 
chance of any attachments being formed. Not that their 
wives would be convinced by that argument.

I guess I felt a slight twinge, but not enough to 
overshadow the fun that we were having. There is no 
question I would do it again. I was looking forward to 
teasing the guys at work next week and getting my turn 
in the barrel the following Tuesday.

The guys came out of the pool and air dried while we 
talked. I was pleased that the conversation was so 
pleasant. No one was self conscious or uncomfortable. 
We were just nine friends who had a strange sexual 
relationship on the side. 

After the guys had dried and dressed and left a few at 
a time, the three of us cleaned up the backyard. It 
wasn't that bad. There had been a lot more fucking than 
there had been drinking.

I got the dishwasher started and we went upstairs and 
took a quick shower before the three of us went to bed 
together. Rob had planned on us going to bed a little 
earlier, but the party lasted longer than we thought it 
would. We had been planning on a little reading out 
loud before we went to sleep. As it turned out though, 
we were all pretty tired and we went to sleep pretty 
quickly.

I woke up once in the middle of the night and saw Grace 
sucking Rob off. I watched quietly without letting them 
know that I was awake. I considered joining in, but I 
was having fun just watching and I decided to let them 
play. After Rob came I closed my eyes and made believe 
I was asleep. I had to giggle though when Grace rolled 
over and pinched my nipple and said, "You aren't 
fooling anyone."

I went right back to sleep and I assume that they were 
right behind me.

In the morning I went down and made coffee and got 
breakfast started. Rob came down next and we were 
halfway through our first cup of coffee when Grace came 
down looking like she was still half asleep. She is 
definitely not a morning person.

I made breakfast and it was a beautiful morning so we 
ate out by the pool. We talked about the party last 
night and discussed what we had been told about Mr. 
Weaver, the editor and the suggestion that he might not 
object to the sudden change in my wardrobe.

Since my new wardrobe was still hypothetical I was not 
sure how I felt about it yet. I knew I couldn't wear 
anything like the clothes I had worn at the beach when 
I went to work. I didn't know just how racy the outfits 
that Rob and Grace were planning on would be. 

It wasn't long before I found out. Grace directed us to 
a women's clothing store that was on the edge of town, 
not far from the district where the adult businesses 
had congregated. It wasn't sleazy or anything, quite 
the opposite. It was really upscale, but it was not 
full of the clothes that you find at the clothing 
stores at the mall. 

Everything seemed sexy, but there were different 
categories of sexy. Some of the clothes were just plain 
sleazy. Some were sexy and flirty, some were romantic. 
They ran the entire gamut from one end of the spectrum 
to the other. 

There were all sorts of sexy undergarments. We looked 
through them with interest, but we didn't select any. 
We had pretty much gotten to the point that underwear 
was just an inconvenience. I thought that was sad, 
personally. I liked sexy underwear and thought it made 
teasing more fun. Unfortunately I seemed to be in the 
minority with that opinion. 

We started with a selection of sheer blouses. The kind 
of thing you wear over a slip or a camisole, except I 
wouldn't be wearing undergarments with them. I had very 
mixed emotions as Rob and Grace selected a half a dozen 
of them in several different colors. I held one of them 
up and I could read through it, clearly! It was going 
to take some getting used to. I thought that they were 
sexy and I looked forward to wearing them. I couldn't 
help feeling nervous about wearing them at work though.

I wouldn't be alone. After he selected a half a dozen 
of them for me, he selected another half a dozen for 
Grace. She could not have been more excited. 

We moved to a selection of skirts. They were all very 
short, though not as short as the ones I had worn last 
weekend at the beach. They were short enough to be 
scandalous. Rob avoided the tight ones. He wanted us to 
maintain at least four inches between our knees at all 
times, so the tighter skirts were eliminated unless 
they were slit. He looked through the slit skirts and 
couldn't find any that were slit high enough to satisfy 
him, so we avoided those.

We moved next to a selection of dresses. The thinner 
they were the better. Thin and short. Those were the 
two qualities he looked for. He also preferred those 
that buttoned all the way down the front so that as 
many buttons as possible could be removed. He selected 
several of them for both of us. We had enough outfits 
now to last both of us two weeks at work, but he wasn't 
done shopping.

We looked around and he selected a few novelty dresses 
for evenings out. They were either mostly holes or 
mostly sheer with strategically placed decorations to 
keep us from getting arrested. He bought Grace and me 
each several of these.

We moved to the changing booths with our arms full of 
clothes. An attractive redhead came over and said, "It 
looks like you found some things you like! I'm so 
glad."

She pulled over an empty rack and helped us hang our 
clothes up so that we could try them on. Then she 
pushed the rack over in front of the last four changing 
rooms. The ones with no doors! I looked at her and 
cocked an eyebrow, questioning the wisdom of changing 
clothes so publicly. She smiled and said, "I have sold 
a lot more clothes since I had those doors removed. If 
you prefer, the other six all have doors."

Rob said, "These will do just fine, thank you."

There were probably a dozen other couples in the store. 
Rob suggested that Grace try her clothes on first and 
as she stepped into the booth and undressed the other 
customers started to gather around a few at a time to 
watch. She tried on everything that we had selected for 
her, even the duplicates. She smiled and joked and you 
could tell that she was enjoying the hell out of it.

Even after everything that I had done lately, I was 
still self conscious about undressing in front of a 
dozen anonymous couples in a store. Or at least I was 
at first. As I began changing in and out of my new 
clothes and pausing to check out the way I looked and 
modeling for the crowd I found that I was really 
enjoying myself. The other customers were very 
appreciative and very nice. It wasn't like I was 
surrounded by a couple of dozen whooping and hollering 
construction workers, although, come to think of it, 
that might be fun too.

We finally pushed the rack of clothes up to the check 
out and I watched as the total climbed to just over a 
thousand dollars, and we didn't even buy any panties! 
We loaded up the trunk and headed home with our booty 
and after a light lunch we went upstairs for what was 
supposed to be a short nap. Some of us hadn't gotten 
much sleep last night apparently.

It didn't work out that way though. Instead we took 
turns reading from Rob's magazine collection while the 
persons not reading used their mouths to better 
advantage on the person reading. 

It turned out to be a lot of fun, except if you were 
the person reading you kept losing your place or 
getting short of breath.

We all took a turn reading, and then we really did need 
a nap. Rob suggested that he wanted to go out later and 
we should get a little rest first.

When we woke up it was after seven. We had slept longer 
than intended. All the sex around here lately must be 
pretty good exercise, it was really wearing us out. We 
took a shower together and then Rob had us put on the 
skirts from the beach and we both ended up wearing one 
of the crocheted tops. Then Rob took us out for dinner. 

I was a little concerned about going out to dinner 
dressed like this, but it turned out to be okay. We 
went to a place with nude waitresses and strippers that 
served a pretty good hamburger. The music was a little 
loud, and most of the girls didn't seem to be really 
enjoying themselves. Still, as I watched them moving 
around the room in the nude I couldn't help wondering 
what it must be like. It would be totally different 
than what we did yesterday with our six friends from 
work. Well, maybe not totally different. Instead of six 
guys I knew, it would be thirty or forty guys I didn't 
know.

I suppose that most women would find it demeaning to 
entertain strange men with their nude bodies. I 
couldn't help thinking it would be exciting, especially 
if I was doing it because I wanted to and not because I 
had to. As I looked around at the faces of the girls 
that were working there I didn't see anyone that really 
looked like they were having fun. That was kind of 
depressing.

After we ate and watched the dancers and had a drink we 
went home and watched the DVD from yesterday. I hadn't 
realized that Rob had recorded so much of the action. 
It was a lot more exciting than the café where we had 
just had our evening meal. The highpoint though was 
when Mel had taken me after we ate. And I do mean 
"taken". I couldn't believe how hot that was. It's too 
bad Mel is married. I know that he would love to have a 
copy of this. 

We spent most of Sunday in or around the pool. In the 
afternoon, Grace and I put on some slut clothes and 
went grocery shopping. We turned a lot of heads and got 
a lot of attention, but nothing came of it. Nothing was 
supposed to. Then we went home and did some more 
serious relaxing.

Since we had Grace's wardrobe for the next two weeks 
hanging up in my closet we talked her into spending 
another night. The three of us were having a lot of fun 
together. One of the things we talked about was taking 
a one week vacation together. We would love to go back 
to the hotel on the beach and going with Grace would be 
just that much more fun.

We sat around the backyard and sipped wine after dinner 
on Sunday night and we talked about our vacation plans. 
We decided to go on the week after Labor Day when the 
kids were back in school. We also talked about the 
possibility of Grace moving in with us, but she said 
that she had not completely given up on finding a good 
man of her own yet. So she thought it best to maintain 
her apartment. She was not opposed to spending a lot of 
her nights here though. She liked not being alone, and 
she liked having a man tell her what to wear and who to 
have sex with. Not as a way of life, but as a fun thing 
to do from time to time.

We decided that she would spend the next week here and 
see how it went. She didn't want to get in the way of 
our marriage, but we were having fun and it was like a 
mini vacation for her. It was pretty exciting for us 
too.

Before we went to bed Rob laid out our outfits for 
tomorrow. We had already altered a lot of the clothes 
that we had bought. There were a lot fewer buttons than 
there had been when we tried them on in the store. 

We had a lot of similar outfits, but decided that it 
would be better if we wore different outfits to work. 
So tomorrow I would be wearing a miniskirt that we had 
cut a small V in the front and back so that with every 
step, if you were looking closely, my pussy or my ass 
would be peeking out, depending on whether our audience 
was in front or in back of me. I could always slide it 
down on my hips a little if it was necessary to cover 
up for any reason. With that I would wear a sheer 
blouse that left my top totally exposed. We considered 
removing a few of the buttons, but since the thing was 
all but invisible anyway it hardly seemed worth the 
effort.

Grace was going to wear a thin dress made out of a 
material that was very similar to a pair of panties I 
owned. It was silky and not quite translucent. You 
couldn't see through it, but you could see every hill 
and valley and bump and dimple as the material lay 
against her skin. Enough buttons had been removed from 
the top that the cleavage went down to six inches below 
her breasts. The most exciting thing about the dress 
though, was that the back was cut so low that the top 
inch of her butt crack was exposed. It was totally 
inappropriate. Maybe even more so than what I was 
wearing. Well, maybe not, my breasts were clearly 
visible through the material of this blouse.

We decided that, just to be on the safe side, we would 
both take a more conservative outfit to work with us 
and keep them at the office, just in case something 
came up.

That night when we went to bed, Rob was in the middle. 
We had decided to rotate the center position. All we 
did that night was sleep though. We had been having sex 
since Friday night and we were exhausted. 

In the morning, after our showers and our coffee, Grace 
and I decided to ride to work together. There was no 
reason to take two cars. On the way to work we talked 
about what it was going to be like at work after the 
orgy we had on Friday night and the new arrangements we 
had made, not to mention our new outfits. 

We had both begun to dress in more revealing clothing, 
but nothing like this. We had been assured that Mr. 
Weaver would not object. He would in fact get a kick 
out of it. I was nervous about it though and hoped that 
he stayed out of our offices for a while. He hardly 
ever dropped by, so there was a good chance I could 
avoid him. It would be harder for Grace though. She sat 
right by the door. Everyone that came in saw her.

As I drove through rush hour traffic Grace chuckled and 
said, "Jesus Dawn, I can really see your tits! And look 
at me, most of my underwear covers more flesh than this 
dress!"

I pulled up into the parking lot at work and Grace and 
I stood beside my car for a minute with our purses in 
one hand and a bag with a change of clothes in the 
other and waited until we didn't see anyone close 
enough to spot us as we rushed in through the side door 
that the eight of us used in our little section of the 
building.

We made it okay and when we stepped inside Mel and Gary 
were sitting around Grace's desk waiting for us. Their 
eyes nearly popped right out of their heads when they 
saw us. 

They stood up and we came closer and modeled our new 
outfits for them. Mel stared at my tits as though he 
had never seen them before. I think the idea that they 
were partially covered but totally exposed kind of 
turned him on. As he stared at me I thought of that 
wonderful fuck we shared after dinner on Friday and I 
felt my nipples growing, pushing my sheer blouse out. 

He watched them growing which just made them grow even 
more. He was smiling and staring and I was starting to 
really regret losing the coin toss to Grace. I didn't 
want to wait until next Tuesday to fuck Mel again. 

I finally snapped out of it and we turned to watch 
Grace turn around and model her new dress. The guys 
really liked it, but they especially liked the way so 
much of her butt was exposed.

Gary slipped his hand into the back of her dress and 
held her ass and while we watched, Mel pulled me close 
and reached around me to toy with my hard nipples. 

Peter caught us in that position and as he walked over 
to our little sexually charged tableau he laughed and 
said, "I can see where not much work is going to get 
done around this office for a couple of weeks."

Gary said, "Shit! I don't know how I'm going to make it 
until tomorrow!"

Grace said, "Fuck it! Rules were made to be broken. 
How'd you like a blowjob Gary? I have a couple of 
minutes."

Grace put her things down on her desk and took Gary's 
hand and led him to his office. I looked at Peter and 
said, "Peter, would you watch the desk for a few 
minutes?" Then I grabbed Mel's hand and said, "This 
will have to be a quickie. I would love another fuck 
like that one on Friday, but this isn't right, so we 
best do it quick and not get caught."

I pulled Mel back to my office. His office was too 
close to the reception area. I pulled him inside my 
office and turned around and kissed him and then I 
turned back around and bent over my desk, exposing half 
of my ass. 

I heard him unfasten his belt and drop his pants and 
his underwear. I felt his semi hard cock sliding up and 
down the crack of my ass and then I felt it searching 
for the entrance to my body. I reached down between my 
legs and grabbed his cock and stood up on my tip toes 
and lined him up. I sank down onto the first inch or so 
of his cock and he grabbed my hips and took over. 

It was a hell of a way to start my work day. We didn't 
have time for the niceties. This was a quickie and it 
lacked the finesse of that wonder fuck we shared the 
other night, but god it felt good!

I was going to have to tell Rob. I hoped he didn't 
mind. I knew that we couldn't do this every day, but 
what the hell, just this once.

I figured that it would just be a quickie and it was. I 
also figured that I would not achieve orgasm, it was 
just going to feel good and get the juices flowing. I 
was wrong about that. Mel leaned over me and grabbed my 
tits and fucked me hard and he started talking to me in 
that quiet sexy voice again. I started building up fast 
and even though he came first, he kept driving his big 
cock into me and I was not far behind. 

After we came he held me tight for a minute and then he 
slowly let me back down onto my desk. I caught my 
breath and stood up and we both looked down at the mess 
that was his crotch. I went around my desk and dug out 
a roll of paper towels and we cleaned ourselves up as 
much as possible. 

We were so self involved that we didn't even notice 
Peter who was leaning against my door frame and 
watching. When I finally saw him I was so startled I 
screamed. Well, I squeaked kind of. My heart stopped 
beating for a couple beats though. I yelled at him, 
"God damn it Peter! You scared the shit out of me!"

He smiled and said, "Grace finished before you and 
returned to her desk. I didn't want to be rude and 
interrupt, but I didn't think that you would mind if I 
watched."

I saw the large bulge in the front of his pants and I 
knew that I couldn't leave him like that. I went over 
and grabbed his hand and pulled him back behind my 
desk. I sat in my chair and pulled his cock out and he 
must have been pretty excited by the show because it 
only took me a couple of minutes to suck Peter's peter.

As soon as they left I went to the little unisex 
bathroom we all share and cleaned myself up. Then I 
grabbed my coffee cup and went to the little table by 
Grace's desk with the coffee pot on it and got a cup of 
hot coffee. I didn't mind the taste of cum in my mouth. 
I didn't want to have my breath smell like cum though.

It was just the two of us in the room and I asked, "How 
many so far, just Gary?"

She smiled and held up two fingers and said, "Jim too."

I said, "That leaves Larry and Tom. We need to be fair 
about this."

Grace smiled and said, "Yes, it's important not to 
leave anyone out."

We should have known that the guys would make sure that 
no one got left out. It was only a short time later 
that Larry stopped by. He stood in my door and said, "I 
understand that you are getting an early start on next 
Tuesday. Do you mind?"

I said, "Is Grace at her desk?"

He turned around and then turned back and nodded. I 
shoved my chair back and wiggled my finger at him. He 
had probably expected a quick fuck, but I was curious 
about something. 

He stood in front of me and said, "I love that blouse 
Dawn. The skirt is nice too, but I love that blouse. 
Whoever designed it must have had you in mind."

I thanked him and then I unbuckled his pants and pulled 
them down to his knees. His cock was already almost 
fully erect. I reached my hand around it and pulled it 
down and took it in my mouth. I had not really tried to 
take him into my throat last Friday. I had been so 
intimidated by his size that I had just given him your 
average high school blowjob. I had been thinking about 
it though and really, his cock wasn't that much bigger 
than Mel's. I could at least give it a try.

I knew I wouldn't be able to do it from this angle 
though. I stood up, bent down at my knees and started 
taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. He had 
his hands on my back, giving me a gentle massage with 
his fingers and moaning softly. I had long since gotten 
over the urge to gag when a cock touched the back of my 
throat, but each time Larry's cock touched me back 
there I was applying more and more force and it was a 
little painful. My eyes were starting to tear up. I was 
still determined though. 

He realized what I was trying to do and he said, "Dawn, 
don't do that. Don't hurt yourself. I'm too big. Guys 
with cocks like mine don't get deepthroat. It's okay, 
really. Dawn don't... Jesus H. Christ!! Fuck me! Dawn, 
you did it!"

I had done it. His cock finally hit just right and slid 
into my throat. It was a little painful, like when he 
had first stretched my pussy out with it. It wasn't 
that bad though, and I was so fucking proud of myself. 
That more than made up for a little sore throat. 

I couldn't breathe with his cock in my throat, so he 
couldn't stay there long on each stroke, but each time 
I pulled back it was easier to take him down my throat 
again on the next down stroke. 

Larry was swearing quietly under his breath and he 
didn't last two minutes. I felt him start to cum and I 
wrapped my lips around the base of his cock and he shot 
his entire load of cum down my throat. It didn't take 
long and I figured that way I wouldn't have to worry 
about the smell of cum on my breath.

I finally sat back, gasping for breath and he was 
staring at me as if he had seen a ghost. Finally he 
asked, "Are you okay? Jesus Dawn, that had to have 
hurt!"

I smiled and said, "It wasn't that bad, and I'm pretty 
fucking proud of myself. I wouldn't want to do that 
every time, but I bet there aren't a lot of women in 
the world that could do that. I can't wait to tell 
Rob!"

I took a sip of my coffee and the warm liquid soothed 
my throat. Then I helped Larry put his pants back 
together. He didn't seem to be able to function yet. I 
pulled his pants up and tucked his shirt in and zipped 
him up. I buckled his belt and I patted his cock and 
said, "Okay, I think it's time we got some damned work 
done around here before we all get fired."

I looked at my clock and was surprised to see that I 
had only been at work for thirty-five minutes! It 
seemed like we had been here and having sex for hours!

When I went back out an hour later for another cup of 
coffee Grace said, "Larry is spreading rumors about 
you."

I laughed and said, "You know how guys are. They're all 
talk."

She said, "He swears that you were able to deepthroat 
that salami in his pants."

I smiled and said, "Well, they're mostly talk."

Grace said, "You are putting me on, right? You did not 
take that huge log down your throat!"

I just smiled sweetly and went back to my office. I 
heard her muttering something under her breath as I 
walked down the hall, but I couldn't hear what it was.

I sipped on my coffee and now that I was caught up I 
gave Rob a call. He had a few minutes to talk and I 
asked him how upset he would be if I told him that I 
had been cheating on him.

He laughed and said, "The rules were for your 
protection. I'm not worried, I know where you live."

I said, "I didn't want you to be mad, but I don't want 
to do anything behind your back. Things just got a 
little wild when we got here this morning and the guys 
saw how we were dressed."

Rob chuckled and said, "That's it, make it my fault. 
Always blame the man."

I smiled and said, "I do dear, but be that as it may, I 
came in here half naked and got fucked for my troubles. 
Things seem to have calmed down now though. Maybe it's 
just the novelty of the situation. Well, I'll let you 
go back to work. I love you."

We hung up then and I got a little more work done 
before lunch time. I was just about to see if anyone 
was going out to lunch when Grace called me on the 
intercom. She sounded more than a little nervous as she 
whispered, "Dawn, Mr. Weaver is on his way to your 
office!"

I nearly panicked, but it was too late to do anything 
about it now. I certainly didn't have time to change 
clothes. So I got back to work and tried to act like I 
didn't know that my boss was about to see me half 
naked.

I looked up and tried to act startled when he appeared 
in my door. I stood up and said good morning and he 
just stared, unable to speak for a very long time as he 
stared at my breasts.

Finally he smiled and said, "Dawn, have you done 
something different with your hair?"

I couldn't help it. I laughed right out loud. It took 
me a minute to get myself under control and I smiled 
and said, "Mr. Weaver, it's so nice to see you. What 
can I do for you?"

He smiled and looked at my breasts and said, "It's nice 
to see you too my dear."

He was silent for a moment and he continued staring at 
my breasts as he said, "I just came down to tell you 
that I got a nice letter from one of our major 
advertisers singing your praises and I don't normally 
get those unsolicited like this. I wanted to thank you 
for doing such a good job."

He stepped closer and placed a piece of paper on my 
desk. He was close enough now to see how short my skirt 
was. He said, "Here is a copy of the letter. I had the 
original placed in your personnel file."

He was staring at my legs now and I was afraid to look 
down and see if my pussy was covered.

No one spoke for a moment and finally I said, "I hope 
you aren't upset."

He looked up at my eyes finally and grinned and said, 
"Upset? Upset about what my dear?"

I tried to think of the best way to say it. Finally I 
said, "My somewhat less conservative clothing. I'm not 
in violation of some dress code am I?"

His eyes returned to my breasts and he said, "If you 
were I would change the dress code immediately. My 
dear, you have never looked lovelier. You and Grace 
must make it hard on the boys in the office, so to 
speak."

I smiled. It was obvious where this was going. I said, 
"Yes, we do, but they like it. And if it gets too hard 
then there are things that we can to do ease the 
pressure on them."

He said, "I may have to move my offices into this wing 
of the building."

I said, "That isn't necessary Mr. Weaver, there is no 
reason why you can't come by and visit more often is 
there?"

He smiled and asked, "If I did, would I be able to take 
advantage of your stress relief program?"

I looked down at the obvious tent in the front of his 
pants and said, "It looks like you could use a little 
relief right now. Why don't you come over here and sit 
down on my desk and let me see if any of the things 
I've learned lately might be able to help you to 
relax."

He walked around my desk and when he was between me and 
my desk I helped him unfasten and lower his pants and 
he leaned back against my desk and spread his legs. I 
placed my hands on his thighs and slid them up to 
either side of his nice, thick, seven inch cock. I 
leaned forward and began kissing and licking his balls 
as his cock rested against my face. 

He lifted his shirttails up so that he could see me 
better as I moved my tongue up to the tip of his cock 
and then took it into my mouth and began to gently suck 
on it. After a few minutes I pulled my mouth away and 
smiled up at him and asked, "Is this helping?"

He chuckled and said in a strained voice, "You know, I 
think it is!"

I put my lips back around the head of his cock and this 
time I slid them all the way down, taking the head of 
his cock into my throat. After doing this with Larry 
earlier, this was a snap. Mr. Weaver was certainly 
impressed though. He dropped his shirttails and grabbed 
my head and said, "Holy shit! Oh Dawn! Fuck me!" 

Then he was cumming. I pulled my lips back and caught 
his cum in my mouth and after I swallowed it I held his 
cock in my mouth until he was soft and he gently pushed 
me away.

He stared at me in awe for a moment and then he bent 
down and kissed me passionately. I returned his kiss 
and as we kissed his fingers explored my breasts 
gently. Then he straightened out and stared down at me 
in silence for a moment. He finally managed to say, "I 
don't believe I have ever been speechless before. Ask 
anyone that knows me. Now, however, I find myself at a 
loss for words."

I stood up in front of him and reached out and took his 
hand and placed it back on my breast and said, "Just 
say, 'Dawn, that was fun. You are a wonderful 
cocksucker and I intend to see you again very soon', 
and then you can play with my tit a little longer 
before we both go back to work."

He laughed and said, "What you just said."

He still had his hand on my boob and he was staring at 
me with a look of confusion on his face. Finally he 
asked, "What has happened to you? You were so shy and 
conservative. This is totally out of character for you. 
What changed, and how can I get my wife to be like 
you?"

I said, "I had a life altering weekend with my husband 
the weekend before last. To tell you exactly what 
happened would take hours. Unfortunately, I doubt if it 
would work on every woman, but now that you know that 
I'm here, and dressing more appealingly, don't be such 
a stranger. You probably noticed Grace on the way in. 
She has changed a bit too. I think that whatever 
happened to me must be contagious."

He let his hand drop finally, but he didn't leave right 
away. He asked, "You're having sex with all six of 
these guys?"

I smiled and said, "And Grace, is that a problem?"

He blinked his eyes and shook his head and then he 
asked, "Your husband knows?"

I nodded.

He said, "I never would have guessed it. Not of you, 
you are the last woman I would have suspected of this 
kind of behavior. I'm sorry if that sounded like 
disapproval. It wasn't."

He lifted his hand again and this time he gently traced 
my nipple and then he said, "No, don't worry. Of course 
you are not in trouble. Hell, I'm tempted to give you 
all a raise. You are obviously smarter than anyone else 
that works for me."

He dropped his hand and stood up straight and kissed my 
forehead. Then he said, "There is no way I won't be 
spending a lot more time down here now."

I said, "You are very welcome. Come by anytime." Then I 
had a thought. I said, "Mr. Weaver, I just thought of 
something. Don't take this the wrong way, I don't mean 
to sound like I am coercing you in any way. I have been 
trying to get personnel to hire an assistant for me for 
months. My Tuesdays are usually so easy that I 
shouldn't be getting paid for working that day. But 
Monday and Wednesday through Friday I am so busy that I 
sometimes go home at night and cry I am so stressed 
out. I would have a lot more time for stress relief if 
I could get an assistant. Even just part time three 
days a week. That's just a suggestion, mind you."

He smiled and said, "After what you just did for me 
there is no way that I could say no to you. It shall be 
done."

It was so easy that I almost felt guilty. I said, "You 
aren't doing it for the wrong reason are you? I don't 
want that. I really do need help."

He said, "Don't worry Dawn. I know how hard you work. 
I'll take care of it."

Mr. Weaver left and I was struck by how quiet the 
office was. I thought that everyone must have gone to 
lunch without me. I decided to have a cup of coffee for 
lunch and I grabbed my cup and headed for the coffee 
pot when everyone suddenly came out of Mel's office. 
They looked very nervous. 

I tried to look serious and I said, "You are all fired, 
effective immediately."

No one was fooled.

I got a cup of coffee and then I spent the next fifteen 
minutes telling them what had happened. I also had to 
confirm the rumor that I had managed to provide Larry 
with my world famous deepthroat service. Several of 
them wanted a demonstration, but I told them that I was 
mending my ways and they would have to wait until next 
Tuesday. By the time we finished our conversation lunch 
hour was over and we all went back to work. I don't 
suppose it was going to hurt any of us to skip a meal.

That evening we filled Rob in on all the details of our 
day. He was as relieved as we were that Mr. Weaver fell 
right into the new spirit of the office. We ate a big 
supper, Grace and I were famished. We had skipped lunch 
and had a hefty serving of sex this morning, by dinner 
time we really had an appetite.

We spent an hour in the pool, getting a little exercise 
and cooling off. Even just floating around in the 
evening is so relaxing. We went to bed early enough to 
get in a little more reading. The more we read those 
letters in that magazine the more I craved them. 

Many of the situations we read about were just absurd, 
obvious fantasies. That called the veracity of the 
other letters into question. We tended to take them all 
with a grain or two of salt. The good ones were still 
very arousing though and I couldn't help wondering what 
it would be like to experience a lot of the things that 
we read about. 

The more I thought about it, the more tempted I was to 
write up my own recent experiences and send them in. 
After the three of us made love and we were lying in 
bed in the dark I began writing the letter in my head 
and I resolved that tomorrow, my slow day at work, I 
would start putting it together on my computer.

The next day Grace wore the sheer blouse and tiny skirt 
and I wore the dress with the missing buttons. Mine was 
not exactly the same as the one she wore yesterday, but 
very similar. Anyone that saw her yesterday would know 
that my dress came from the same store.

We didn't start out the day at work like we had on 
Monday. We got some work done first and since this was 
Grace's day to have sex, when the games began I took 
over her desk and she was free to go from office to 
office practicing our new method of stress relief.

I answered a call around ten o'clock. It was from the 
woman in personnel that always told me that there was 
no money to hire my assistant. She seemed really put 
out, but she asked me what qualifications I was looking 
for in my assistant. I discussed the job's duties with 
her and she said that she would get right on it. Just 
hearing that was a load off of my mind. I was 
concerned, however, with the idea of bringing a 
stranger into our midst. I hoped that whoever they 
hired was someone that would fit in, and yes, I knew 
how tall an order that was.

Grace had been around to all six offices before lunch 
and she got herself cleaned up and the five of us that 
normally go to lunch together headed for our Mexican 
restaurant. I sat in the front this time and as Mel 
drove, with two fingers inside of me, I was turned in 
the seat watching Grace getting molested for a change. 
She obviously didn't mind at all.

We got there a little late today and couldn't get a 
booth so we got a table outside. It was a little warm, 
but not too bad and there were a lot of people on the 
deck. We, Grace and I, attracted a lot of attention 
when we walked through the tables behind the hostess. 
We both sat down without paying a lot of attention to 
our skirts. They were so short that it didn't much 
matter anyway, especially after we spread our legs the 
required four inches apart. Grace was wearing that 
sheer blouse, leaving her breasts totally on display.

There were men at tables all around us that never saw 
the faces of the people that they were eating with 
today. They stared at our pussies all through lunch. It 
was bright outside and the tables were made of glass, 
so the view was pretty unobstructed. The guys that we 
were with got a big kick out of our display too and it 
was obvious that when we got back to the office Grace 
was going to be busy again.

We got back to the office and I got a bottle of water 
and returned to Grace's desk. Since my work was done 
for the day I used her computer to start writing out 
the story of my life from the time we arrived at the 
hotel and Rob started showing me how much fun it was to 
be a slut. I put in every detail that I could remember, 
including my feelings and the ease with which I seemed 
to change into the girl in those letters we were 
enjoying so much.

I was about halfway through writing about the second 
day, Saturday, when someone came into the office. I 
minimized my narrative and looked up to see a young 
man, well, a teenager actually. He looked like he 
wasn't out of high school yet and he looked very 
nervous.

He introduced himself as Andy Sims and said that 
personnel had sent him down to interview with a Mrs. 
Dawn Phelps. That would be me. He was a part time 
student looking for a part time job. It would have been 
nice if personnel had given me a little warning.

I was a little surprised for another reason. For some 
reason I had expected that they would hire a woman to 
assist me. There was no reason for that assumption, I 
hadn't really thought about it. I just expected them to 
send down a woman.

I told him that I was the one he was looking for and 
then I called Gary on the intercom and told him that I 
needed him, or someone, to sit at the front desk while 
I interviewed for a new assistant. Gary came out and 
looked the kid over and shook his head. 

I got to my feet and the kid's mouth dropped all the 
way down to the floor. Well, almost. I thought to 
myself, "Wait until I turn around and he sees my ass!"

I asked him to follow me and I grabbed my water and led 
him back to my office. I was halfway down the hall 
before I realized that I didn't hear anything behind 
me. I turned around and he was still staring. 

Gary was trying his damnedest not to laugh out loud.

The kid finally came to his senses and hurried after 
me. He was staring at my cleavage when he said, 
"Sorry." 

I chuckled and said, "My cleavage accepts your 
apology."

He looked up at my face, finally, and he was blushing 
so brightly that the walls were reflecting a red glow. 
He said that he was sorry again and I finally felt 
sorry for him and put my arm around his shoulders and 
said, "Relax Andy. I don't bite hard. This is an 
unorthodox office and we are all pretty laid back here. 
If you lighten up a little you might just find that you 
like coming here. We all do."

He just blushed some more and said, "Sorry."

I sat him in a straight chair in front of my desk and I 
was about to lean against the front of my desk to 
interview him. I realized though, that if I did that he 
would probably end up having to leave here in a 
stretcher. So I went around behind my desk and sat 
down.

I soon learned that he had all of the right skills for 
the job. He had even had a little useful experience 
working at the college. I learned that this was the 
only way that he could afford to go to college. His 
schedule would allow him to work Wednesday and Thursday 
and Friday morning. 

That would be perfect for me, if he could do the work. 
I just didn't know what to do with him. We had an empty 
office, once we moved the office supplies out of it. 
But how would he deal with the unorthodox conditions 
that had developed around here lately?

I decided to try to get him to open up a little more 
and I told him that he sounded like just what I was 
looking for and asked him to tell me a little about 
himself. I could tell from listening to him that he was 
a very bright kid. He was obviously socially stunted, 
even more so than I was at his age. The more he talked 
though, the more he calmed down and I was starting to 
like him despite myself.

When he had finished his description of his life and 
his studies, mostly his studies, there was a pause in 
the conversation and then out of the blue I asked, 
"What do you think of the way I am dressed, Andy? 

He turned bright red again and after a long pause he 
said, "Mrs. Phelps, I think you are probably the most 
beautiful woman that I have ever seen."

"So you like the way I'm dressed?" I asked.

"Shit yes! Oh fuck! I mean... oh shit! I'm sorry 
ma'am." 

The poor kid! He didn't even realize that he couldn't 
have said it better. I laughed, not derisively, but it 
was funny. I got up and came around my desk and leaned 
up against the front of my desk just a foot from him. I 
said, "That's okay Andy. That was the best answer that 
you could have given. Please, call me Dawn. We all use 
our first names around here. Okay?"

He was staring at my legs where my little dress was 
falling open just enough that he realized that he could 
see my pussy. He managed to stutter, "Yes ma'am! I 
mean, Dawn. Sorry ma'am."

I said, "There are two women working in our section. We 
both dress pretty much like this all the time. The guys 
all seem to like it. Does that bother you?"

His eyes never moved as he answered, "Bother me? No 
ma'am. Jesus you're beautiful!"

"Dawn, Andy, call me Dawn."

"Yes ma'am. Shit! I mean damn! I mean yes Dawn. Sorry."

I asked, "May I ask you some personal question? You 
need to relax Andy. You've got the job. I just want to 
know a little more about you. Is that okay?"

He nodded. Probably for the best, he was much too 
nervous to talk. I asked him if he wanted something to 
drink and he shook his head. Then I asked him if he 
lived on campus. In a few minutes his whole story came 
out.

He was orphaned when his mother died of a drug 
overdose. He was almost fourteen when that happened and 
he didn't know who his father was or if he had any 
other relatives anywhere. 

He told me that older boys are hard to place in foster 
homes. He thinks it is because so many of them have 
been abused and they end up abusing smaller kids as a 
result. Families, and foster homes with smaller kids, 
were hesitant to take in older boys. As a result he 
ended up in an orphanage until he turned eighteen last 
year and had to leave. He was struggling to make it 
through college, working part time jobs and nights and 
supplementing that with grants. 

He was having a bad year. His only method of 
transportation was a bicycle and it was stolen. He 
could only afford to rent a room in someone's house in 
the Garwood district, not a good part of town, and bus 
service was spotty. 

The used, outdated laptop that he had been able to 
afford was also stolen, so he was doing all of his work 
in longhand and then using the computers at the library 
in the evening, when he wasn't working.

His goal was to become an architect, but he was really 
struggling at the moment. I got him to talk a little 
bit about architecture and he became a whole different 
person. More confident, more sure of himself, he even 
seemed to sit up straighter and look cuter.

I listened to his story and I felt so sorry for him I 
was crying. He finally stopped looking at my exposed 
flesh and saw the tears on my cheeks and he was 
shocked. He stood up suddenly and said, "Don't cry! It 
sounds worse than it is! Honest, I'm doing okay."

I put my arms around him and hugged him and the bulge 
in his pants was very obvious. He was even more 
embarrassed when he realized that it was pressed up 
against my belly.

I let him go and asked, "May I ask you another personal 
question?"

He smiled and nodded and said, "Yes ma'am, anything."

"Are you a virgin?" I asked.

Now he was really embarrassed. I asked, "Are you saving 
yourself for the right girl, or are you a virgin 
because you are so shy?"

He shrugged and said, "I just don't know any girls." 

I asked, "Do you think you would be less nervous around 
me if you weren't a virgin anymore?"

He shrugged, anxious to change the subject.

I leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips and 
then I dropped to my knees and began unbuttoning his 
jeans.

He looked down at me with a look that was very nearly 
terror. I smiled up and said, "Relax Andy, I promise 
not to hurt you."

I pulled his jeans and his underwear down and uncovered 
a very nice, very hard cock. I leaned forward and 
kissed it and it was obvious that he was going to 
explode any second. I took his cock into my mouth and 
he gasped out, "Holy shit!"

He came almost instantly and his knees gave out. He 
sank down onto his chair again and after I swallowed I 
took his cock back into my mouth. He had remained hard 
and it was only a couple of minutes before he came 
again.

I stood up in front of him then and I slowly unbuttoned 
the five small buttons that ran down the front of my 
dress. He suddenly remembered where he was and glanced 
at the door nervously.

When my dress was hanging open I lifted his chin and 
said, "Andy, relax, it's alright. We do things like 
this all the time in this office. We are a very close 
little group. Is that a problem for you?"

He was staring at my exposed breasts and he whispered, 
"No ma'am." 

I chuckled and asked, "How many time do you suppose we 
will have to have sex before you stop calling me 
ma'am?"

I reached down and brought his hands up to my breasts. 
I asked, "Have you touched a woman's breasts before?"

He breathed his response, "Oh god no!"

"Do you like them?" I asked. 

He nodded violently.

"Would you mind kissing them for me?" I asked.

He leaned forward as if in a trance and gently kissed 
each of my nipples. Oh well, it was a start. I moved 
one of his hands down to my pussy and asked, "I wear 
very short skirts and my pussy is often on display at 
work. Do you suppose that will be a problem for you?"

He was staring at my pussy now and his fingers were 
moving over it lightly. It would have been obvious that 
he had never seen one in real life before, even if I 
didn't already know it.

I pulled him to his feet and gently wrapped my fingers 
around his hard cock and used it to guide him right 
into me. I was staring at his face as his cock sank 
slowly into my pussy and I didn't have to ask him if he 
liked it.

His eyes were closed and the look on his face was pure 
ecstasy. I suspected that he had never gone on another 
job interview like this one. 

I reached out and touched my finger to his lips and 
when he opened his eyes I said, "Andy, I want you to 
fuck me now, but take it slow at first, okay?"

He started moving in and out of me very slowly and now 
his eyes were open and he was staring at my face. I 
smiled at him and said, "There is a lot of this going 
on around this office. Do you think you will like 
working here?"

He almost said yes ma'am. I saw the automatic response 
coming. He caught himself just in time though and he 
smiled. He continued to pump his cock into me slowly 
and he seemed to have calmed down considerably. He 
finally said, "I think I may have to change my major. I 
am never going to want to work anywhere else!"

I said, "You ain't seen nothin' yet! Wait until you 
meet Grace."

He was pumping me a little faster now and he had raised 
one hand to cup my breast. He said, "I'm sorry I'm not 
very good at this."

I smiled and said, "You are doing just fine Andy. That 
feels great. In fact, if you do that for another minute 
or two I am going to cum all over your nice big cock."

I was too. His innocence, and his cute face, and the 
obvious pleasure that he was getting from this were 
starting to add up and I was getting really turned on. 

"Andy," I said, "I would really like it if you would 
move just a little faster now. Fuck me just a little 
harder, if you don't mind."

He said, "I don't mind at all," and he put his hands on 
my hips and began picking up the pace. I could see that 
he was close to cumming again but he managed to hold 
off and I bit my bottom lip to keep from getting loud 
as I came.

That set him off and we stood there, leaning back over 
my desk for a minute with his cock still buried in me 
and caught our breath.

I smiled and pulled his head down and kissed him 
lightly. I said, "That was nice. I think you will fit 
right in here."

He had just started to calm down when Grace poked her 
head in the door. She saw what we were doing and asked, 
"Am I interrupting anything?"

Poor Andy jumped almost a foot in the air, and he had 
just started to calm down. He started to reach for his 
pants and then he noticed Grace's tits in that sheer 
blouse and came to a sudden stop. 

He stared at her chest and said, "Oh my god!"

I said, "Andy, this is Grace. Grace, Andy is my new 
assistant."

She laughed and said, "That was one hell of a job 
interview."

She came inside my office and reached down and took his 
hand and shook it. She said, "Hi Andy, I'm sure it will 
be fun working with you."

He didn't say anything at first and I said, "Andy is a 
little shy. That was his first time and he is still 
recovering."

She smiled and said, "Andy! You were a virgin! That is 
so hot!"

Andy and I finally got dressed and I called personnel 
and told them that Andy would be perfect for the job. 
He had to rush off to class and I went out to the 
common area and we all gathered around and I told them 
all about Andy.

After I finished, Gary said, "Dawn, I hope you won't be 
mad, but I read your description of the first two days 
of your vacation. You left it on Grace's computer and I 
was bored."

I said, "Oh shit! I forgot all about it!"

He said, "Dawn, that was so fucking hot. Please, when 
you finish it, can I read it? I mean it. It was really 
hot reading about how you changed from the girl that we 
worked with for a year to the girl you are now."

It turns out that while I was interviewing, and 
fucking, Andy, they had all read it. They all thought 
it was the hottest thing they had ever read. I was kind 
of flattered. I told them that I would have to think 
about it. I was a little embarrassed because my 
narrative contained my thoughts and feelings and I had 
really laid myself bare. I had intended that if anyone 
did read it I would remain anonymous, like all of the 
authors of the other letters that they published in 
that magazine that had changed my life.

Grace handed me a disk and said, "Here, I erased it 
from my computer. It is hot though, I would love to 
read it too. Now, let's go home."

Grace and I went home and changed out of our slutty 
work clothes into some more casual clothes and I 
started supper. I kept thinking about Andy and what an 
awful life he had had. I almost wanted to adopt him. 

When Rob got home I met him at the door with a hug and 
a kiss and he smiled and said, "Well, did you enjoy 
Grace's Tuesday?"

I laughed and said, "I left it almost all to her. There 
is one thing I want to talk about with you though. So 
go get changed and I'll put supper out."

When he came back and we were eating I told him about 
Andy. I also said, "Remember that laptop that we bought 
so that we could check our email on vacation and we 
never even opened the box?"

Rob nodded and said, "I see where this is going." Then 
he smiled and said, "I think it's great that you want 
to do that. Sure, give it to him. We also have a 
printer that we don't use anymore. He could probably 
use that too."

Isn't he sweet!

While we were eating Rob said, "I think that I have 
decided to have you two wear the Wicked Weasels on 
Friday." He looked at Grace and said, "You haven't 
changed your mind have you?"

She grinned and said, "Are you kidding? I haven't had 
this much fun since I was stripping!"

Then she told Rob about the diary of our trip that I 
was writing and how hot it was. He asked, "Are you 
thinking of mailing it in?"

I replied, "That was what I had in mind to start with. 
But it is going to be too long. I started with what 
happened on that Friday afternoon, and I only got 
halfway through Saturday and it is already more than 
ten pages. I was planning to include this week in the 
narrative too. Hell, I may have to make a book out of 
it!"

Grace said, "I'd love to hear more about what happened 
with Andy. That poor kid is so cute. He's like a little 
puppy."

I went and got the laptop out and Rob dug the printer 
and the software and the directions out of his closet. 
We put that stuff by the door and then we went out by 
the pool and Grace told us all about her day. I had 
left the guys alone today, except for my interview with 
Andy and that doesn't count. 

Rob got a kick out of the story, especially the way we 
got everyone's attention as we walked through to our 
table at the restaurant with Grace's boobs on display. 
I assured him that we had not adjusted our skirts once 
the entire time.

The next day I was busy. It was Wednesday and I had to 
teach Andy the tasks that he was taking over from me as 
well as do my own work. He was smart and quick though 
and he really helped a lot. He had a little trouble 
concentrating because it was my day to wear the sheer 
blouse and it was almost like being topless. Poor Andy 
seemed totally incapable of talking to any other part 
of my anatomy. Finally, a little before ten, I decided 
I had to do something and I put his hand on my chest 
and said, "Any time that you want to touch me you can. 
I don't mind." I paused to see that I had the same 
effect on him today as I had yesterday and I said, 
"Could you concentrate better if I gave you another 
blowjob?"

He smiled and said, "I'd love that, but you don't have 
to. You can't blame me for staring though. You are so 
beautiful!"

Well, I couldn't let him get away with that! I dropped 
down and pulled his cock out and sucked him off again. 
This time he even lasted long enough that I could take 
him into my throat. He came so hard I thought I'd been 
shot! His ass came up off of the chair and he said, "Oh 
my...Oh my god!"

After that he was able to concentrate a little better.

We even had time to go to lunch with the guys. I had 
not been able to go to lunch on the last three days of 
the week since I started working here!

The guys all took to Andy right away. We all sort of 
adopted him. Gary and Jim went to lunch with us. They 
were tired of hearing how much fun we were having. So 
we had to take two cars. I rode in one with Andy, Gary, 
and Jim. Grace rode with the usual suspects. 

I sat in back with Andy and as soon as we were out of 
the parking lot I grabbed Andy's hand and placed it on 
my upper thigh. I explained that on our lunch hours I 
was used to being molested on the ride to and back from 
the restaurant.

We had a lot of fun at lunch and the guys learned more 
about Andy and his life story. On the way back to the 
office Jim let Andy ride in front and he got in back 
with me. He pulled me close and said, "So, the guys 
have been molesting you have they? That's awful! Why 
didn't you say something?"

All the time he commiserated with me his hands were all 
over me. 

I thought that it was only right that I made him just 
as uncomfortable as he was making me and I grabbed his 
cock and gently massaged it all the way back to the 
office. Gary pulled into his parking space and Jim 
said, "We need to get a big van and keep it out here. 
Or one of those big RVs would be nice."

We got out of the car and he looked down at his hard 
cock and asked, "How the hell do you expect me to work 
like this?"

I laughed and said, "That's what you get for taking 
advantage of me. Here I am a poor innocent little 
office worker and my big bad wolf co-worker molests me 
and then blames me because his cock gets hard! Does 
that seem right?"

It wasn't working though. No one felt sorry for me.

Just before we got off work I told Andy that I had 
something for him in the car. I showed him the laptop 
and the printer and I thought that he was going to cry. 
We made him get in so that we could drive him to his 
house. He didn't want to, and when we got there I 
understood why. It was a really horrible neighborhood. 
He got out and took his laptop and printer inside and 
we left quickly. I wouldn't want to be caught in this 
neighborhood after dark, that was for sure!

The next day we cleared out an empty office next to 
mine that we had been using for storage and set Andy up 
in it. Well, in a corner of it, we were still using 
half of it for storage. We didn't have anywhere else.

Mr. Weaver came down a little before eleven in the 
morning and asked me how my assistant was doing. I got 
up and hugged him and thanked him and told him that he 
had hit the ground running and was really doing a good 
job. I told him that, in fact, I even had time to 
provide a little stress relief if he was interested.

He smiled and closed my door and it occurred to me that 
in the year that I had worked here, even with all that 
had been happening in here over the last two weeks, 
this was the first time my office door had been closed. 

Mr. Weaver stepped back in front of me and as he slowly 
unbuttoned my dress he said, "I have a confession to 
make. I didn't really come to find out how your new 
assistant was doing. I came to take a look at your 
beautiful young body and get some of that stress relief 
you offered so graciously. It really changes the entire 
character of my work day. First though, I need to make 
sure that you aren't feeling coerced. You do realize 
that you do not have to do this, right? I would hate it 
if you decided that you didn't want to, you are the 
sexiest young woman that I have ever met. But I don't 
want you doing this because you are afraid it will 
affect your job if you don't. It won't. You are 
perfectly free to break my heart, I mean say no."

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, letting my dress 
slide off. Then I put my arms around his neck and 
kissed him and said, "Don't worry Mr. Weaver. I'm not 
afraid of the big bad wolf."

Mr. Weaver put his hands on my waist and lifted me onto 
my desk. He pushed me back and then he looked down at 
my naked body and said, "I owe you one." 

He bent down and began licking and sucking on my pussy. 
He ate like he was starving, and it was very nice. I 
came several times and then he straightened up and 
opened his pants and fucked me hard, right there as I 
lay across all of the paperwork on my desk. I was way 
beyond worrying about that though. I closed my eyes as 
he leaned forward and began to squeeze my breasts and 
it wasn't very long before we were both cumming and 
fighting the urge to cry out.

Afterwards, as he was standing there with his cock 
buried in me still, we looked at each other and for 
some reasons we both just started laughing. There was 
no reason for it. It just happened. We finally calmed 
down though and after he pulled his soft cock out of me 
I got up and pulled a container of moist towelettes out 
of my desk drawer and I cleaned him off. When his cock 
was clean I kissed it and helped him put it away. Then 
I used a couple more on myself. I hope the janitor 
doesn't pay much attention to the trash when he empties 
it at night.

I put my dress back on and then we kissed again and he 
thanked me. I put my finger on his lips and said, "It 
was just as much fun for me as it was for you. Come 
back soon, okay?"

He nodded and opened my door and I said, "Oh and thanks 
for hiring Andy. He's a really good kid and a big 
help."

Mr. Weaver smiled and nodded and then he left. I heard 
him stop to flirt with Grace on the way out and then 
she came back to my office to find out how it went.

I gave her the short version and then I got to work. I 
had to skip lunch today, but even so, it was a much 
easier day thanks to Andy. At the rate he was learning 
my job I would be able to have normal days all week 
long pretty soon.

I really appreciated the work he was doing. He came by 
my desk at quitting time and thanked me. I said, "No, 
thank you. I really appreciate what you are doing for 
me."

He smiled and said, "I'll do better. I'm picking it up. 
I meant thank you for the laptop. I'm not used to 
people doing nice things for me. It really meant 
something to me. Thank you for what you said to Mr. 
Weaver too. I heard what you told him about me when he 
left your office. That was nice of you."

I said, "I didn't say anything that wasn't true." Then 
I asked, "Andy, you said you have a night job too. What 
do you do? When do you have time to study?"

He said, "I lost my night job. I was a waiter, but I 
was late a lot because the bus service is so bad and I 
live so far out of town. I also do yard work when I can 
get it. I'll do anything to pay the rent, well, 
anything legal."

I asked him how much he was paying for rent in that 
bedroom he was renting in a hovel and I was shocked to 
learn that it was four hundred dollars a month. They 
would have to pay me more than that to live in that 
part of town.

I wonder if Rob would like a live in gardener.

Grace and I headed home. It was my turn to drive again, 
but it was nice alternating. Every other day I could 
sit back and relax. It was nice having a chauffer. We 
didn't talk much, I was preoccupied. I couldn't get 
poor Andy out of my head. 

The next day was Thursday. Andy soaked up my work like 
a sponge and we even went to lunch. On Thursday! My 
hell day!

After lunch Grace got a call and was asked to go to Mr. 
Weaver's office. When she got back it was obvious that 
Mr. Weaver had been cheating on me. She came down to my 
office and sat down and while I kept working she told 
me all about her visit. 

It seems that Mr. Weaver didn't want her to be jealous 
of me. When she had finished telling me what had 
happened I asked, "Yeah, but did you get an assistant 
out of it?"

She laughed and said, "The hardest thing I do around 
here is fuck the guys. So I guess that you are my 
assistant."

I guess she's right. It's a hard job, but somebody's 
got to do it!

Then it was Friday. Friday mornings are pretty busy for 
me, though not as bad now. By noon my work was done for 
the week and I had nothing to do but think about the 
poker game this evening. I wondered how much of it was 
going to be poker and how much would be poke her. I was 
hoping for a lot of the latter.

On the way out of the office I stopped and thanked Andy 
for all of his help this week. He had made a big 
difference already. He smiled and thanked me for the 
job and all of the benefits. 

I asked him what he was going to do this weekend and he 
said that he would be looking for another job. I knew I 
shouldn't do this without talking to Rob first. I 
didn't really think he would mind though. 

I sat on the corner of Andy's desk. His gaze went right 
to my exposed pussy, so I stood back up so that he 
could concentrate. I asked him how he would like a job 
doing yard work and pool maintenance.

He said that would be great. I invited him to come home 
with me and join us for supper and he could talk to my 
husband about it. I had to sit back down then and tell 
him that we had something planned tonight and he would 
have to stay out of the way for most of the evening.

I told him about the poker game and offered him the 
spare bedroom in my house so that he could spend the 
night and keep out of the way. I told him that he would 
probably see and hear things that were unusual. I 
didn't really know what was going to happen since it 
was the first time that we had done this. 

He asked, "Are you scared?"

I smiled and said, "A little nervous. A good nervous 
though. All three of us are excited about it. Rob and I 
like showing me off and we have learned that we like 
going beyond that too. I know we are a little weird, a 
little different. No one gets hurt though and it is 
really exciting. You must think I'm a huge slut."

"No Dawn. I think you are a saint. You are just about 
the nicest person that I have ever met in my life. I 
wouldn't think badly of you no matter what you did. I 
would love to see about the job, but maybe you would 
prefer if I came by sometime tomorrow, after you have 
rested up."

I said, "No. I don't want to gross you out when you see 
me acting like a slut, but then, you have already seen 
that. I just hate the idea of you in that house, in 
that part of town. You deserve better than that."

It took some talking, but I finally convinced him to 
come home with me. While I was waiting for him to 
gather his things I had a thought and went to see Mel 
in his office.

When Andy and Grace were ready we went out to her car. 
We had to drive by his house so that he could pack a 
small bag and get his laptop and do his homework. Then 
we went to my house.

Grace started getting set up for the game while I made 
supper for four. When supper was ready I started 
working on the snacks for the game until Rob got home. 
I went upstairs with him when he went to change and I 
took him to the spare bedroom and introduced him to 
Andy. He was surprised, but not upset. He knew that I 
had been fretting about the poor kid.

I told him my plan. Andy would do yard work and 
maintain the pool. Rob hated doing those things. He had 
also offered to wash and wax the cars. I proposed that 
he do all of this in exchange for room and board and 
one hundred dollars a week. He could also house sit 
when we were on vacation. 

His only comment was, "That sounds good, I have always 
hated yard work and pool maintenance, but I don't see a 
car in the driveway. How does the kid get around town? 
We don't have bus service out here."

Andy was just watching and listening. I hadn't told him 
my plan. He was hearing it for the first time too.

I said, "Mel has just bought his wife a new car. Guilty 
conscience I think. He was going to sell her old one, 
but I talked him into giving it to Andy if he wants 
it."

Andy's eyes got huge. He had been standing quietly but 
he finally spoke up. "Dawn, that's too much. I'll do 
the pool and the yard work for a hundred and fifty a 
month. You don't need to house me or feed me or get me 
a car. Your generosity is touching, but I can't accept 
that. It just wouldn't be right."

Rob said, "Don't fight it Andy. I've never won an 
argument with her, it can't be done. Besides, I hate 
yard work and pool maintenance a whole hell of a lot 
more than one fifty a month. If you feel real guilty 
then maybe we can find some more chores for you. This 
is just until you finish college of course. You can't 
live here until you are fifty."

Andy kind of collapsed onto the bed and there were 
tears in his eyes. He looked away, embarrassed and I 
couldn't help myself. I ran over and hugged him and 
said, "It's settled. We'll go get your stuff tomorrow."

Rob went to change and I told Andy that supper was 
ready. On his way out Rob asked, "Andy, do you play 
poker?"

He shrugged and said, "Not very well."

Rob grinned and said, "Good, I seem to do much better 
when I'm not the only terrible player in the game. From 
what I've been told you have already been taking 
advantage of my wife. I doubt if anything that happens 
tonight will shock you."

Andy said, "I appreciate the offer, but I have a lot 
more homework than I have money. I better just stay up 
here out of he way. If I get finished though, I may 
come down and watch for a while. Watch the game I 
mean!" 

I loved the way he blushed so easily. I winked at him 
and followed Rob down the hall to our bedroom. I hugged 
Rob and told him how wonderful he was. 

He held me and said, "The kid could use a hand. He is 
working so hard to make something of himself. Besides, 
one of these days we may need an architect. If we 
befriend one now it could work to our advantage. I have 
to tell you though; I think it is so great that you 
care about people so much."

While Rob was putting on his casual clothes I went 
ahead and put on one of the Wicked Weasels. I couldn't 
help smiling when I thought about how Andy was going to 
react, not to mention Rob's poker buddies.

When Rob was ready we headed back downstairs. I called 
out to Andy that supper was ready as we went by his 
room.

I heard him come rushing out of his room behind us and 
then come to a stop and groan. I smiled up at Rob and 
he said, "You're meaner than I thought."

I called back to him, "Come on Andy." Then I went and 
put supper on the table.

While we were eating I noticed that Andy was careful 
not to take very much food. He was skinny as a rail and 
probably hadn't eaten a decent meal in god knows how 
long. I looked at him sternly and asked, "Andy, how 
long has it been since you have eaten a decent meal?"

He looked embarrassed and said, "I mostly eat things I 
can store in my room and not have to cook. I couldn't 
honestly say how long it has been since I ate a home 
cooked meal."

I said, "Then stop eating like a bird. There is plenty 
of food. I made extra just for you. None of us has 
missed a meal in living memory. We won't starve. Now 
eat, or I'll make you look at me naked. You know how 
much that upsets you!"

He blushed again and began to eat like a real person, 
but he said, "No Dawn, it doesn't upset me. Lately it's 
like everywhere I look there is a beautiful woman that 
looks like she has just stepped right out of playboy. 
When you and Grace are around I don't know where to 
look. Believe me. I know how lucky I am."

While we were eating Grace told Rob about being called 
to Mr. Weaver's office and what happened. Rob got a 
kick out of it, but it really got to Andy. I had to 
keep reminding him to eat.

After dinner Grace and I cleaned up and got the 
dishwasher started. I had to order Andy to stop trying 
to help and go up and get started on his homework. Rob 
put the finishing touches on his poker night. He went 
in and counted out poker chips and made sure everything 
was ready.

Grace went upstairs to change into her weasel and I 
went in and sat on Rob's lap. We kissed for a few 
minutes and I said, "You know, it's funny, I thought 
that I would feel cramped, but I kind of like having 
other people around the house. Not all the time of 
course, and I sometimes think that we aren't getting 
enough alone time lately, but for now at least it is 
nice having people around. I like Grace, a lot. The 
funny thing is that Andy and I are almost the same age 
and I feel like his mother." 

"I mean, well, I have sucked him off and fucked him, 
but you know what I mean."

Rob smiled and said, "Yes dear. I know what you mean." 
He paused for a moment and then he asked, "Are you 
ready for this?"

I shrugged and said, "You haven't told us what this is. 
I know that from the very start we are going to be 
nearly naked. I doubt if that will last long though. I 
know that the reason we are here is not to serve drinks 
and snacks. So do you have anything special in mind, 
and any limits to tonight's activities?"

Grace came in just in time to hear his answer. He 
looked up and said, "Beautiful! The only reason that I 
haven't ordered more of those Weasels is that naked is 
better. I do love the way they look on you two though."

He said, "I have no plans beyond teasing my friends to 
death tonight. I haven't told them that there is 
anything out of the ordinary going on. They are going 
to go nuts when they see you two. You know they will 
want more once they have seen you. They are human. 
Whether or not you give in is up to you. I wouldn't 
force you."

"If you are having fun, go for it. I kind of got the 
idea that you are both pretty horny and have been 
looking to this for two weeks. What you do is up to 
you. Whatever you let yourselves get talked into will 
amuse the hell out of me. You both know that, right?"

I kissed him again and got up and said, "So if I run 
away with Jay or Art you won't mind?"

"I'll get back to you on that."

I turned to Grace and said, "It's time, do you want to 
get the door first or do you want me to?"

Grace said, "I think we should be seen as a set, at 
least for now."

Just then the doorbell rang and we went to answer it. I 
turned the knob and pulled the door wide open and there 
was Jeff. 

It was so funny, at first he thought he was in the 
wrong place. He covered his eyes and turned his head 
and said, "I'm sorry, I must have gotten the wrong 
address."

I laughed and said, "Where did you mean to go Jeff?"

He looked back then and said, "Dawn?" He stared at me 
and then at Grace and asked, "Is everything alright?"

I said, "Doesn't it look alright?"

He said, "Damn! It looks a whole hell of a lot better 
than alright!"

I reached out and took his arm and pulled him in and 
introduced him to Grace. Then Grace took his other arm 
and we escorted him to the game room. 

As we walked he whispered, "What's going on?"

I came to a stop and whispered in his ear, "Why are you 
whispering?"

He looked me and then Grace up and down and he said, 
"Girl, you are all but naked! That isn't a complaint, 
but Dawn wouldn't wear that thing. So what did you do 
with Dawn?"

I laughed and said, "It's a long story. Maybe someday 
you can see the movie."

We led him to Rob and I took his twelve pack of beer 
from him and asked if he wanted a glass. He shook his 
head and I handed him one of his beers and put the rest 
in the fridge.

The guys all arrived in the next ten minutes and each 
time was a replay of the first. Well, not quite, the 
others didn't avert their eyes. They stared openly. 
They were all more than a little surprised at the 
change in sweet, young, conservative Dawn though. 

It didn't take the guys long to get over their 
surprise. By the second or third hand we had hands 
exploring our exposed flesh eagerly whenever we got 
within reach. We pretty much stayed within reach. 

They kept asking what had come over me and we didn't go 
into a lot of detail, just that I had had an epiphany 
on our recent three day weekend at the beach. I was a 
new woman now. A much more free and open woman.

One thing was obvious right away. Although Rob had 
always enjoyed playing poker, he was terrible at it and 
he counted on losing twenty dollars every time he 
played. It wasn't much money though and we figured, 
where else could he have that much fun for five or six 
hours for twenty bucks. It wasn't like they were 
playing high stakes poker.

Things were different tonight though. It could have 
been that the cards were just going his way for a 
change. We didn't think so. We were pretty sure that 
thanks to Grace and me the other guys just couldn't 
concentrate. We took that as a compliment.

At first the guys had just let their hands wander over 
our exposed asses. When that only brought smiles they 
became braver. Some hands would slide between our 
thighs and others between the flimsy fabric and our 
breasts or our pussies. I noticed that the crotch of 
Grace's suit had gotten wet and nearly disappeared. I 
was sure that mine was the same. 

I also knew that if I had noticed it then the guys had 
too. I was starting to wonder what it would take to get 
these guys started. I needed to get fucked!

I guess the guys were afraid of upsetting Rob. So I 
decided to get things started myself. I led Grace to a 
sturdy chair against the wall and stood her in front of 
it. I pulled the straps off of her shoulders and slid 
her suit off and let it fall to the floor. She did the 
same for me. Then I put her in the chair and knelt in 
front of her. I ran my fingers up her thighs and said, 
"If we can't get any of these guys to take care of us I 
guess we'll have to take matters into our own hands 
Grace."

I spread her legs and I began licking and sucking her 
hot, juicy pussy. She leaned back and said, "Oh yes! 
That's what I needed. Eat me Dawn!"

I heard the remarks behind me and I put on the best 
show that I could. Grace came a couple of times and 
then I kissed her pussy and licked it clean and asked, 
"Did that take the edge off for you baby?"

"Fuck yes! Thanks Dawn. I really needed that. I was so 
fucking horny I was about to scream. How about you?" 
she asked.

I said, "Let's give them one more chance first."

I stood up and went over to the table and tried to look 
innocent as I stood there naked with pussy juice all 
around my mouth.

Neil pulled me close and said, "You wouldn't tease an 
old man would you?"

I put my arm around his neck and leaned my hip against 
him and said, "Neil! You aren't old! And of course I 
would, I have been teasing you guys since you got here. 
What does a girl have to do to get laid around here?"

Neil looked over at Rob and Rob just smiled and started 
shuffling. He looked up at Neil and asked, "Do you want 
me to deal you out of a hand Neil?"

Neil looked at me and then at Rob and asked, "You 
really don't care if I screw your wife man?"

Rob said, "Of course I care Neil. I think it's hot. She 
thinks it's hot. You are going to be her first black 
man I believe." Then he turned to me and asked, "Isn't 
that right babe?"

I nodded and said, "That's right Neil. I'm dying to 
find out if the stereotype is true."

Neil grinned and said, "Shit! I hate that fucking 
stereotype thing! It's hard enough being a black man, 
but it was so much worse for me, growing up with a 
white man's dick."

I took his hand and said, "Come on Neil. Let's see if I 
can help you cope. We spread some blankets out in the 
living room so all of you old farts don't have a heart 
attack climbing all of those stairs all night. Let's 
go."

Neil looked at Rob one last time and asked, "You are 
really okay with this man?"

Rob smiled and said, "Neil, I appreciate your help."

He shook his head and said, "Fuck me!"

I pulled him to his feet and said, "Damn it Neil, 
that's what I'm trying to do!"

I heard the loud buzz of conversation behind us as we 
went to the living room and I stood Neil by a blanket 
and helped him undress. As I undressed him he spent a 
lot of time feeling me up and staring at my body 
lustfully. 

Neil is, as was mentioned, a black man. Our token black 
friend I guess. We didn't plan it that way. We just 
don't know any other black people in town. There aren't 
that many. He is probably in his early fifties with 
graying hair and he is probably the funniest man that I 
know. We had a pool party last fall and invited a dozen 
couples that we had become friends with. He was there 
with his wife and after most of the people had left 
there were just four couples sitting around one table. 
Neil told funny stories and jokes until the sun came up 
the next morning and then we all went out to breakfast 
together. We had a wonderful time and I really like 
Neil and enjoy his company.

As I undressed him I kept looking down and seeing his 
large, black hand on my snow white breasts and the 
contrast was really exciting. I finally got to my knees 
and after he kicked his shoes off I slid his pants and 
underwear down and he stepped out of them. 

He wasn't kidding about one thing. His cock was indeed 
quite normal in its proportions. Still, it was very 
dark and kind of exciting. I was anxious to see if it 
tasted the same. 

He got down on the blanket and as I gently pushed him 
down onto his back he said, "I know that I am going to 
wake up and find that this was all a dream, but god 
damn what a dream!"

I moved between his legs and teased his throbbing cock 
with my tongue. He groaned and his cock twitched and he 
took a deep breath and said, "We have something in 
common Dawn. I've never had sex with a white woman. I 
sure as hell haven't ever been with a girl as beautiful 
as you, no matter what color. I don't know what has 
come over you and Rob, but whatever it is I hope that 
they don't come up with a cure for it."

He couldn't talk much after that. I took his cock into 
my mouth and then into my throat and he only had time 
to swear a couple of times before his cock exploded and 
my mouth filled with cum. I noticed one thing right 
away. If my eyes had been closed I would not have known 
that he was not a white man. They taste the same.

I thought we were done but Neil said, "Now it's your 
turn. He pulled me down and we traded places. I smiled 
and said, "You don't have to do that Neil."

"Have to?!" he exclaimed. "Trust me sweetheart, there 
is nothing that I would rather do."

I was lying back and enjoying his very talented tongue 
when Eric came in with Grace. They stood and watched us 
for a moment and when I looked up she smiled and said, 
"We tried to wait, but you guys are taking too fucking 
long. We're horny!"

I laughed and said, "That's okay, we're not shy. Are we 
Neil?"

Neil couldn't talk, his mouth was full.

I watched as Grace lay down on a nearby blanket and 
started playing with her pussy and pinching her nipples 
as she watched Eric undress. He was standing at her 
feet watching her and undressing quickly. As soon as he 
was naked he moved down over her body and it was 
obvious that neither one of them had any need for any 
further foreplay. 

That was all I had time to watch. It was sexy watching 
them, but I was losing control. Neil was a very good 
pussy eater. I lost it entirely soon after that and I 
had several wonderful orgasms as Neil worked his magic 
with that skilled tongue of his.

When he finally stopped I collapsed and waited for my 
breathing to return to normal. Neil sat up and leaned 
back against the couch and gazed at me and Grace. I 
smiled and said, "I think you've done that before."

He said, "Yes, but never with a pussy as sweet as 
yours."

I got to my feet and kissed him and saw how wet his 
face was. I laughed and said, "God Neil, you're a 
mess!" Then I sat on his lap and licked his face clean.

He stopped me after a minute and said, "Girl, if you 
don't stop that two things are going to happen. The 
first is that the men in the next room are going to 
think that I have run off with you, because we are 
going to have to go around again. The other is that I'm 
going to run off with you, because you are the hottest 
little thing I have ever met. Now, get the hell off of 
me and let me go see if I can win some of my money back 
from your husband."

I got up and helped him gather his clothes while he got 
dressed. Then I led him back to the game. I noticed 
that Rob was still winning, but I knew he didn't give a 
damn about the money. He was having as much fun as the 
rest of us.

I asked if anyone needed a drink or some fresh snacks. 
Art said, "We can get our own drinks and snacks 
darling. You have something else to offer about which 
that cannot be said."

I went over to Art and asked, "Are you ready to be 
dealt out for a minute or two, Art?"

"Was that an insult?" he asked and we both laughed. 

I took his hand and he didn't seem to resist at all as 
I pulled him into the living room. Grace was watching 
Eric get dressed and she winked at me and said, "Damn 
Dawn. I never realized how much fucking fun poker was 
before."

I laughed and said, "That's because in the past it was 
always poker. It turns out that it's a lot more fun 
when it's poke her."

Eric laughed and said, "You got that right!"

Art was hurriedly tearing his clothes off so I stayed 
out of the way and watched. He was in the process of 
taking his shorts off and I asked, "Dealer's choice 
Art, how do you want to do this?"

Art said, "I'm an old fashioned kind of guy Dawn. I can 
hardly believe that this is happening. If it is really 
happening though, I want you to lie down on your back 
and I want to get on top of you so that I can look down 
from time to time and see you and know that I am not 
just beating off and fantasizing about you. 

These guys were all so nice, so complimentary. They 
should try this as a cure for girls with low self 
esteem.

I stretched out on the blanket and spread my legs and 
pinched my nipples and pulled on them as I looked up at 
Art. I smiled up at him and said, "Is this what you 
wanted?"

He stared down at me and after a moment he said, "You 
are almost too beautiful to fuck girl."

Almost, but not quite. He moved between my legs which I 
had spread apart to welcome him and he leaned down and 
kissed me. He had been playing with my body since he 
got here and he was extremely hot and bothered. He 
started his cock into my pussy and as he slowly pushed 
it in he said, "I don't know what has come over you 
two, I hope this isn't something that you are going to 
regret later. Because I have gotten very fond of both 
of you and I would be really upset if you split. Like I 
said, I'm pretty old fashioned and I was raised with 
the notion that you don't fuck your friend's wife. But 
you just happen to be the sexiest, most beautiful girl 
that I have ever met. I know I shouldn't be doing what 
I am doing now. I am a weak man. I cannot help myself, 
I cannot say no to this."

I reached my hands up and caressed his face and said, 
"You are so sweet Art. Don't worry honey. We know this 
isn't normal behavior for a married couple. We are 
enjoying it for now. If we stop enjoying it we'll stop 
doing it. We still love each other deeply. We just 
discovered recently that we both have a desire to 
experiment and that, as it turns out, neither of us has 
a jealous bone in our bodies. I should know. I have had 
a lot of bones in my body lately. Just relax and go 
with it honey, it's as good for us as it is for you."

Over the next four hours, Grace and I both fucked all 
five guys. Not steadily, but whenever one of them was 
ready to go again we were more than ready to go with 
them. We took a break with about an hour to go and we 
split up and took quick showers so that the guys could 
go home smelling more like poker than sex. After the 
showers Grace and I remained naked, but we confined our 
activities to serving drinks and snacks. 

I guess that we were still a pretty good distraction 
though. By the time the game broke up, Rob was up 
almost a hundred dollars. It sure was his lucky night! 
The funny thing was that none of the guys seemed upset 
that he had taken most of their money. Aren't they 
great?

After making sure that everyone was sober enough to 
drive we showed everyone out at just before two in the 
morning. We each got a beer and moved out to the pool 
and sat down and relaxed for a few minutes. It had been 
a busy evening for Grace and I, and Rob was pretty 
wound up too. Sharing his women really turns him on.

Grace stayed with us for another week and then she went 
back to her apartment for a while. She still spends the 
night with us from time to time, but she was feeling 
too much like she was married to both of us and she 
prefers the now and then thing that we do now. She is 
still looking forward to our vacation in September 
though.

Andy was able to increase his subject load when he 
moved into our spare room. He still works as my 
assistant and does all the yard work and pool 
maintenance. Now though, he has a safe place to live, 
steady meals, a car, and a computer. The money that we 
pay him along with his grants and the money from the 
paper have given him some breathing room. His grades 
have gone way up. I try to give him a special tip at 
least once a week. Rob and I don't want him getting too 
stressed out.

Grace and I still dress like sluts at work. We have 
begun to hold the guys to the Tuesday rule and the 
every other week rotation. Things had started to get 
out of hand and we had to rein it in a little. The sex 
at work is fun, but it isn't anything like the 
occasional party we have and invite them all over. 
Every once in a while I really need one of Mel's 
special fucks.

Grace still plans on coming over when we host the next 
poker game to help me out. Unfortunately, it's only our 
turn to host once every six months. Maybe we should 
host every other time.

Oh! I finished my narrative of the beach weekend and 
the week that followed. I have only allowed Rob and 
Grace to see it so far. It was very detailed and 
contained a lot of my feelings about what was 
happening. I really laid myself open. I'm not sure 
about sharing that much personal information with my 
friends, and it was much too long to submit to the 
magazine.

The End

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To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

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