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Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2000 10:10:08 -0500
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"The Girls Next Door"
Author: Gilglim
(FFF+, Les, Wife-slut, Voy)

Dedicated to: Rebecca( ...of HAPRest fame)


Disclaimer:
Do not read the following story if you are under 21 years of age.
Do not read it if it is illegal for you to read about lesbian sexual
activity.
Do not read this if you are afraid that your wife is going to be seduced
by the three incredibly sexy lesbians that live next door.





"The Girls Next Door" By: Gilglim


I had been glad that my wife finally had some friends to hang-out with.
She had moved to St. Paul from Portland, Maine in order to marry me
after our long-distance romance had become unbearable.  Jenny got a job,
but didn't really have any friends at work.  My wife is beautiful, but
not extremely outgoing.  When some college girls moved-in to the small
house next door, Jenny helped them move-in and gave them some furniture
from our basement that we had been planning to throw out.

The three girls were college seniors, only about 4 years younger than
Jenny.  Vicky was a petite, pretty, blonde girl that looked younger than
she was and had a high, soft voice.  Tina was a taller red-headed woman
with a model's figure.  Bobbi was pretty also, but kind of plain, with
short black hair that made her look like a tomboy. Jenny, my sexy
brunette wife, was soon good friends with them.

At first they went shopping or to the movies once or twice a week, but
after a few weeks, it seemed like my wife was hanging out with them more
than me.  I wasn't as close with my friends so I was home alone a lot
and a little jealous of all the time she was spending next door.  All
sorts of strange ideas cropped into my mind.  Maybe they were doing
drugs and my wife was getting hooked.  Maybe one of the girls had a
boyfriend who had talked my wife into joining them in bed.  These ideas
were ridiculously paranoid, but I couldn't help it.  So I started
showing up unexpectedly to try and "catch her".  Thankfully, nothing was
unusual.  They'd just be talking and watching TV.  I'd come up with an
excuse like, "I was just going to ask Jenny where she put the
flashlight" or "Just wanted to let Jenny know that her mother called".
No one acted suspicious, on the contrary, they'd invite me in and we'd
hang out until I got bored and went home.

One evening, I devised a plan to put my mind at ease once and for all.
Since I tinker around with computers and electronics, I had a USB camera
and a spare 30Gig hard drive (and countless other gadgets).  I could
plant the camera and a microphone in their house, running the cables to
my basement and store the video on the big hard drive. I booted Linux
and got busy hacking a little program that simply streamed low quality
web-cam video and audio to file.  I wrote a shell script that would
stream an hour and save it by date and time.  Then I used 'cron' to
schedule the script to run once an hour.  For compression, I made it
drop identical frames.  So if the room sat empty for an hour in the
middle of the night, the entire hour would be a single frame taking
almost no space.  I tested, and tinkered and tested some more and
finally calculated that unless there was non-stop activity in the house,
the 30Gig drive should store nearly 2 months of data.  If the drive was
nearly full, the script would delete the oldest file before starting the
next. I was proud of my little project.  That next Saturday my
opportunity arrived.  My wife asked if I could fix a leaky faucet for
'the girls next door' (as she always referred to them).  I told her I
was busy just then, but if she'd leave a key for me I'd take care of it
while they were out shopping. That afternoon, I planted the camera in an
air duct in one of the walls in the living room.  The house really only
had three rooms (Bedroom, bathroom and a big living room / open kitchen)
and closets.  I chose the living room because it had the biggest view.
The bedroom had bunk beds and a twin sized bed.  I didn't want to invade
their privacy too much.  The bathroom was out of the question.  The real
reason for having the camera in their home was to make sure that my wife
wasn't getting into trouble or cheating on me... I decided I could
determine that in the living room without being too unethical.

That decided, I mounted the camera and microphone and ran the cables
along the cable TV wiring to the back of the house. I cut a groove in
the grass and stuffed the cable in the dirt to the back of our house and
into the basement. I quickly fixed the leaky faucet and checked
everything several times to make sure that it was well hidden.  It was
perfect.  Even if you knew that it was there...it was nearly impossible
to find.  Back in my basement , I viewed the first images.  It showed me
fixing the faucet in the kitchen.  It was jerky (only a few frames per
second) and grainy, but I could clearly see what was going on.  I could
even see into the bedroom if the door was left open.

A few days later my excitement faded.  After all that effort, I found
out that my wife was not doing drugs.  Nor was she fucking one of their
boyfriends.  In fact, very few men visited the house.  Based on their
conversations, some of the guys that did stop by were gay, complaining
about their boyfriends, etc...  For about a week I scanned through the
files looking for anything unusual, but found nothing.  The girls, it
seemed were typical, studious college kids.  Bobbi was kinda
touchy-feely with Vicky and Tina.  She would pat their behinds as they
walked by or massage their shoulders as they watched television.  But
other than that the videos were utterly boring.  I left the computer on,
but quit watching the captured video after about a week.  My conclusion
was that my wife had a good set of friends and that there was nothing
for me to worry about...and up to that point I was correct.

About three weeks after I setup the camera something changed.  It was my
wife's 27th birthday and she took the day off from work.  When I got
home from work...she wasn't home.  I figured she was with 'the girls
next door' and sure enough, she came home from there at about 8pm.  That
wasn't unusual, but she acted kind of wired and tired at the same time.
When I kissed her, I could tell that she had had a couple of drinks, but
there was something else on her breath.  We went out to dinner and when
we got home, she went to bed and fell asleep almost immediately.  Like
most couples, our sex life was not as active as it had once been, but
traditionally, we would make-love on birthdays and holidays.  I decided
that it must have been because she started drinking early in the day.
Besides, our sex life wasn't the best in the world. For example, after a
lot of prodding about what her sexual fantasies were, her only response
was that she had fantasized about being a stripper on occasion, but she
knew that she would never be able to take off her clothes in front of a
group of men in real life.  So I decided that the lack of sex that night
wasn't too unusual.

Over the next week Jenny continued to act odd.  Sometimes she seemed
more defensive when I asked how her day had gone.  Everyday without
exception now she would spend at least two or three hours with the girls
next door. Once she even sat up in bed at about 1am and said "I can't
sleep, I'm going next door to see if anyone is awake to hang-out with."
I woke up again around 4am, as she climbed back into bed.  Something
strange was going on with my wife.  It didn't dawn on me until the
following day, that I could have gone to the basement and check on her
that night.  Since the hard drive kept a two month archive of files, I
could still go back and check on what had happened.

The following day, Jenny announced that she was going to the movies with
the girls.  I kissed her good-bye and told her to have a good time.
Then I went to the basement to try and find out if the archived video
might help me figure out what had happened with my wife.

I randomly selected a file from a couple of days ago at about 6:00pm,
figuring that my wife would have been home from work and stopped by at
the girls' house.  The video kicked-on  and showed my wife and Bobbi
sitting on the couch with a blanket across their laps (it was
November).  Tina was sitting back in the recliner and Vicky was fixing
something to eat in the kitchen.  I was relieved to see that nothing
unusual was going on.  Everyone was dressed normally.  The audio was low
quality, but I could hear over the TV that the evening news was
starting.  My wife was sitting in the center of the couch with her arms
stretched out on either side on top of the back of the couch.  Bobbi sat
next to her and absent-mindedly massaged Jenny's shoulder.  I was used
to seeing her do this with her roommates, so this didn't catch my
attention.  I skimmed ahead about ten minutes.  The video showed the
same scene except that Vicky had joined them with what looked like a
bowl of soup.  She looked over to Bobbi with a smirk and said, "Don't
you think it's time for a break?"

Bobbi looked to my wife and giggled, "What do you think, Jenny?"

"Just one more time," Jenny said shakily.  Everyone laughed and went
back to watching TV.  I didn't understand the conversation, but nothing
looked odd, so I skipped forward a few minutes.

Still the same scene.  Jenny was relaxing on the couch with both her
arms resting on the back. Bobbi sat next to her rubbing her shoulder and
the other girls were just watching TV with them.  Then I noticed
something odd.  It looked like Bobbi's other hand was in my wife's lap,
under the blanket.  I flipped back to the last two scenes and notice
that it had been there all along.  The video was not very good quality
and I couldn't make out all of the sound, but I was amazed when I
realized that it looked like my wife might have another woman's hand in
her pants.  I watched closer as the scene played on.  I could barely see
a little movement under the blanket.  My wife seemed to be leaning back
into the couch with a little more force and closed her eyes.  Bobbi
looked over to her and said, "don't fight it".  The other two girls
turned away from the TV to watch Jenny.  Bobbi turned to them, "Wanna
see?" Everyone giggled except for Jenny who seemed to be concentrating.
Bobbi kicked the blanket off of their laps.  Jenny's jeans were unzipped
and pulled down about halfway down her thighs.  This held her legs
together and Bobbi was taking advantage of this, sliding her fingers
down between them to rub my wife's clitoris.  Bobbi moved her other hand
from Jenny's shoulder to her breast and started rubbing it through the
T-shirt.  Jenny clutched the back of the couch with both hands and
gasped as she orgasmed.  The three roommates smiled at her as they
watched her cumming.

"That makes 4 times in less than an hour, " announced Tina.

"Not bad for a DIT.", Bobbi commented.

As Jenny came to her senses she asked, "What's a DIT?"

Vicky giggled and said "Dyke In Training, silly girl."

I was stunned.  I stopped the video playback and regrouped my thoughts.
Was I mad? Sad? Upset?  No...I was simply surprised.  I was even a
little relieved.  After all, there was a reasonable explanation for how
my wife was behaving and it didn't involve drugs or another man.  It
occurred to me that "another woman" didn't seem to bother me at all. Now
that the shock had subsided, I was more curious than anything else...and
a little turned on. After a little investigation through the archives it
was clear that my wife had found out, through conversation about a week
before her birthday, that 'the girls next door' were 'into' other girls.
Tina and Vicky were bisexual, but were more interested in girls than
boys.  Bobbi was simply a lesbian.  My wife had taken the news in-stride
and acted like it was nothing important.  Because of her non-chalant
reaction to their news, the girls had been more open about their
affections towards one another.  They would kiss in front of Jenny and
pat each other's behinds, etc...

After a couple of days they started to try to get a rise out of her.
Jenny had been witness to a scene similar to the one I had just
seen...except that it was Vicky frigging Tina, while Bobbi and my wife
looked-on.  Jenny had acted like it hadn't phased her in the least to
see one of her friends making the another friend orgasm in front of
her.  None of the girls next door talked about it...even when they were
alone... but it was clear to me that the lack of a reaction from Jenny
was daring them on to go further and further to see how far Jenny would
let them take it.

The day after Tina got frigged, my wife went next door as usual and she
was greeted at the door by Bobbi.  Tina was kneeling on the floor in
front of the couch eating-out Vicky.  I could tell that the 'girls' were
thinking to themselves, "this has got to get SOME kind of reaction".
Jenny surprised them all (including me) by simply sitting down in the
recliner in front of the TV.  She acted like she was watching TV, but
she spent most of the time glancing uncomfortably over towards the
couch.  Tina countered by being rather active about the cunilingus she
was performing.  Vicky helped out by getting more and more vocal.  After
a couple of minutes, my wife gave up the pretense of watching TV and
simply stared at the girls.  The only person in the room who was honest
about how they were feeling was Bobbi.  When she saw how this was
escalating, she exclaimed, "Damn, I wanna get in on some of that! I'm
next!"  Everyone in the room burst out laughing and the tension of the
moment subsided.  Vicky came loudly about 30 seconds later.  True to her
word, Bobbi slid out of her jeans and panties and pushed Vicky out of
the way, taking her place.  While the girls were switching places, Tina
looked over her shoulder at my wife with a big, wet smile.

"Don't be shy, Jenny", Tina said.  "If you want a closer look, then
kneel down here next to me."  To everyone's surprise, Jenny got up and
quietly knelt next to Tina.  Bobbi put one of her feet up on the edge of
the couch seat and cocked her knee to one side so that her crotch would
be wide open. Jenny must have been able to see and smell the juices from
about a foot away from where she was sitting.  Tina went to work, taking
her time and pausing to make numerous comments.  "Your wet enough to
drown a cat.", she commented to Bobbi.  After licking for a couple of
seconds she turned to Jenny and said, "She tastes really tangy.  If you
want to cut-in at any point and have some just let me know." Jenny
declined...but stayed where she was and couldn't take her eyes off of
Bobbi's pussy as Tina licked it. "I think she's going to cum pretty
soon," she said a minute later.  Bobbi hissed, "less talking and more
licking".  Tina giggled as she went back to work.  Jenny put her hand on
Bobbi's knee as Bobbi started trembling in orgasm.  Bobbi gasped and
stared directly into my wife's eyes as she came on Tina's tongue.

There was silence in the room for a full minute.  Finally, Bobbi leaned
forward and kissed my wife on the forehead.  "Thanks for your
encouraging touch", she said, smiling at Jenny.  Tina was also smiling
at Jenny with juices dripping from her chin. "Your turn", giggled Tina.
Jenny paused, as if thinking about it.  Then she said, "I better not...
I am married, as you know."  There was silence for another full minute.
Then Jenny said, "I've gotta go.  I'll see you tomorrow." Then my wife
rushed out of the room.

The girls talked about it after she left.  They were unanimous in
thinking that they had almost broken Jenny.  It would only be a matter
of time.

The following day, the girls took a different tact.  Instead of the
constant sex, they would show Jenny that they were affectionate.  (They
had finally gotten a reaction the previous day, so now they wanted to
start seducing her.)  When Jenny stopped by, nobody was having sex.
They were all just hanging out talking.  After a couple of minutes there
was almost a look of disappointment on Jenny's face.  After all, she'd
been getting quite a show for the last few days.

As they were talking Bobbi and Vicky were getting friendly on the couch,
but not in a sexual manner.  Vicky was laying across Bobbi's lap while
Bobbi stroked her hair.  After a few minutes it was just Tina and my
wife talking. Vicky had sat up next to Bobbi and they were kissing like
teen-aged sweethearts.  They didn't even look like they were putting on
a show.  They were just enjoying each other's affection.  I think that
this may have had an even greater effect on Jenny than the previous
day's display.  I could imagine her thinking to herself, "I guess being
a lesbian isn't just licking a wet pussy.  They look like they are
really in love."

After about ten minutes the girls rejoined the conversation.  "Your
birthday is in two days...  how do you want to celebrate?", Vicky asked.

"I was thinking about going to the Health Club and swim and use the
sauna.  It's so chilly out, that I wanted to do something that you'd
associate with summer-time, " said Jenny.  "You guy's can tag along if
you like."

"That sounds like a great idea," said Tina.  "Then we can come back here
and have a beach-front picnic...minus the sand."

"Yeah," Bobbi chimed in.  "We'll turn up the furnace to 90 degrees and
lay out some beach towels."

Jenny giggled at their enthusiasm.  "OK, you silly girls... but you have
to make the picnic food, because I'm not cooking on my birthday."

Vicky replied, "You let us worry about the food.  The only thing that
you need to do is make sure that you're wearing something sexy.  No
one-piece swimsuits are allowed on this beach."  Everyone laughed.

...

It was all starting to make sense they must have seduced my wife on her
birthday, which is the first day that I had noticed her acting really
odd.  So I jumped ahead to that day.  They had gone to the health club
in the morning and must have been planning a lunch party.  It must have
run awfully long, since she hadn't come home until around 8pm.

I checked the 10am file and the house was empty.  So I tried the 11am
clip and about 20 minutes into it Jenny and the girls arrived.  They
were all wearing sweat suits, and had their swimsuits on underneath.
They were laughing and having fun.  Bobbi kept swatting Jenny's behind
periodically as they teased each other.  Jenny didn't stop her.  Vicky
made margarita's and served them up to everyone with great fanfare.
They laid out the beach blankets and I saw Tina go to the thermostat,
turning up the heat I imagine.  Bobbi turned on the stereo and put on a
Jimmy Buffet CD.  Over time the girls started taking their sweat suits
off.  First the tops and after a while my wife looked out of place
because everyone else was wearing a bikini and Jenny still had on her
sweats.  They started teasing her to take off her sweats and join the
party.  Jenny was slugging down her margarita and enjoying the
attention, but kept her sweats on.  About an hour later they were on
their third round of drinks and the girls were starting to chant "Take
it off, Take it off."

Jenny was eating up the attention.  It wasn't like they hadn't seen her
in her bikini at the club.  So she made a show of standing up, dancing
around to each of the girls in turn and slowly unzipping her sweatsuit
jacket.  In retrospect, I don't think that the girls would EVER have
seduced my wife if not for this little episode.  They had no idea what
kind of effect this must have been having on Jenny.  For Jenny,
stripping was a life-long fantasy that she would never fulfill, because
she didn't want to take her clothes off in front of a bunch of sweaty,
balding middle aged losers at a grungy amateur strip-club.  Jenny had
never thought about stripping in front of three younger female friends.
This situation just fell into place.  They were begging her to strip and
she didn't feel threatened by them in the least.  Jenny took on a
completely new persona as she strutted around the room.  Her jacket was
completely unzipped, but she held the edges over her breasts, pushing
her tits together and showing off her cleavage to each of the girls.
When she took off her her top she was wearing a bikini top that I had
never seen before.  It was rather tiny, and very stringy.  Jenny has the
kind of nipples that stand out.  Even when she isn't cold or excited,
you can see them through a thick sweater.  In this tiny bikini top they
poked straight out through the material.  She was clearly very turned
on.

The girls went wild.  Jenny took her tits in her hands and shook them.
Everyone laughed as Bobbi put a dollar bill in her mouth.  Jenny
surprised us all by dancing over to her and shaking them in Bobbi's
face.  I could see Bobbi grab Jenny's ass through her sweatpants.  Jenny
just smiled down at her. The girls started chanting, "More skin, More
skin!"  So Jenny started sliding her sweatpants down lower and lower on
her hips.  The triangles of fabric on her top barely covered her nipples
as her chest bounced to the rhythm of the music.  Finally she faced away
from the girls and slid her pants to her ankles showing her bikini clad
behind plainly as she bent over.  The girls loved it. Jenny deftly
removed each foot from the pants and made another circuit from girl to
girl, getting swatted and groped as she went along.  At one point she
turned away from the girls, setting her feet apart, she bent over again
and reached between her legs running her finger over the thin crotch of
her bikini bottoms.  I could see the wet spot even with the low quality
video, so I know that everyone in the room had a clear view of the same
thing.

Vicky went to her purse and returned with a fist full of dollar bills,
which she distributed to her roommates.  Jenny would dance up to one of
them and do their bidding.  Tina took a bill and was tapping her lips
with it.  Jenny danced over and gave her a long wet kiss full on the
lips, while Tina ran her hands up and down her legs.  Jenny pushed hands
away if they got too near her crotch or nipples, but her ass and breasts
were fair game if you avoided those spots.  Vicky put a bill in her
mouth and Jenny buried Vicky's face in her cleavage, shaking her tits
vigorously.  Vicky's hands were busy and Jenny kept having to stop her
from going too far.  Bobbi tapped her lips and got a wetter kiss with
lots of tongue and slipped the bill down the front of Jenny's tiny
bikini bottoms.  This went on for about a half hour.  The girls kept
pushing the limits.  They kept pulling the ties and Jenny would have to
retie them while dancing around.  Then they would try slipping the
strings lower on her waist and Jenny would have to slide them back up.
The next time that Jenny bent over and did the finger-over-the-crotch
move Bobbi stepped forward and knelt down behind her and grabbed Jenny's
ass-checks in each hand and watched the crotch rub from about 10 inches
away.  Jenny took her time.  Everyone hooted when she stood up again.  A
few minutes later Vicky stepped forward and knelt the same way Bobbi had
done with a dollar in her mouth.  Jenny bent over in front of her and
gave her the same show.  While Vicky watched and rubbed Jenny's ass and
thighs, she also reached up with her left hand tugged the bikini bottoms
up into Jenny's butt-crack.  After another round of dollar bill kisses
and gropes, Tina stepped forward and knelt with a bill in her mouth.
Jenny did her job and bent over in front of her.  After a few seconds,
Tina reached up with both hands and slowly slid the bottoms over my
wife's ass and pulled them down.  As they passed over her crotch, there
was a moment when a drop of the shiny wet goo distinctly dripped from my
wife's crotch to the floor.  Tina reached up and ran her own finger over
my wife's slit for a few seconds before Jenny stood up and pulled the
bikini bottoms back on. I backed up the video and watched that scene
about 5 times. It was clearly the moment that my wife decided that she
would allow it to be more than just a game.

A few minutes later the CD finished and the room was quiet again, but
the show wasn't over.  Jenny had her bikini back on, but she was sitting
on the couch with the girls gathered at her feet.  She had her knees
spread and the crotch of the bikini bottoms pulled to one side and was
fingering herself in front of the girls.  After a few minutes Bobbi
said, "Let me help you."  Bobbi sat next to Jenny and reached between
her legs and started fingering my wife.  Jenny sat back and let go.
Vicky started taking Jenny's flimsy top off while Tina squatted at
Jennys feet with her hands in her own bikini bottoms, staring intently
at what the other girls were  doing to Jenny.  Vicky caressed Jenny's
nipples and started sucking on them.  Less than a minute later Jenny was
cumming loudly.

"Wow," I thought to myself, "so that's how it happened."

The rest of that day was spent with the four of them having sex and
taking breaks to chat and giggle.  At first, Jenny would just watch the
other girls doing eachother and let them do things to her.  After a
couple of hours of playing around, the girls started teaching Jenny that
'it is better to give than receive'.  Before she left to have dinner
with me, she had licked and fingered all three girls.

It had been about three hours since my wife went to the movies (I had
been skipping ahead  and playing the video back at higher than normal
speed as I went along.)  I decided to see if my wife was next door now.
Being careful not to interrupt the recording aspect of the program, I
turned on a live monitor utility.  Since I had just seen a high-speed
version of my wife having sex with 'the girls next door' over a seven or
eight hour period, I was not shocked to note that my wife and the girls
had returned from the movies and were 'getting it on' in the living room
again.  Jenny was kneeling in front of the recliner with her head buried
in Vicky's crotch.  Jenny's skirt was bunched up around her waist and
Bobbi was kneeling behind her with her hand thrust between my wife's
legs from behind.  Bobbi seemed to be absentmindedly finger-fucking my
wife while she supervised her licking Vicky.  "I've never seen anyone so
engrossed in licking pussy as our little Jenny, here" Bobbi commented
to Vicky.  After a couple of seconds Vicky gasped, "Don't tease her
about it... she's doin' a great job!"  Bobbi was right, though.  In less
than two weeks my wife had gone from timid stripper to the insatiable
queen of cunilingus.  She seemed oblivious to what Bobbi was doing to
her.  Jenny seemed entirely focused on making her current partner
orgasm.  Vicky did exactly that about 10 seconds later, but Jenny just
tightened her grip and buried her face with renewed vigor.  Jenny rode
Vicky like a rodeo star as she bucked around.  Twenty seconds later,
Jenny loosened her grip and sat back on her heals.  Vicky caught her
breath and said, "Jenny, you're the best."  Jenny's chin glistened as
she grinned proudly over at Bobbi.  "Wanna go next?" she asked Bobbi.
"Let me ask Tina... it's her turn." she turned towards the bedroom.
"Ti-na! your up!"   ... "Go ahead, I'm still on the phone!"

Bobbi slid out of her jeans and took Vicky's place in the recliner.  As
I watched this scene unfold, it struck me that this was actually
happening right at that moment less than 40 yards away from me in the
house next door.  I watched with renewed interest as Bobbi bent down and
kissed my wife deeply before leaning back and coaxing my wife's mouth
towards her crotch.  Jenny started off slowly, clearly relishing each
individual stroke of the tongue that she delivered to Bobbi's groin.
Bobbi ran her fingers through Jenny's hair and talked to her while Jenny
looked straight up into her eyes without being pulled away from her
task.  "Yeah... that's good... you like that don't you...  Mmmm... I
like it toooo... don't rush it... let me take my time..."  Bobbi did
take her time.  It was ten minutes before she came... and even when that
happened.  She simply held Jenny's head away from her for half a minute
and then pulled it back saying,  "slowly now, it won't take me much to
cum again."  Jenny made Bobbi cum 4 more times in a row.  I don't know
who was happier about it.  Jenny seemed so proud of herself every time
she made someone cum.  I think that she preferred that over having an
orgasm herself.

Jenny sat back on her heals and waited patiently while Bobbi went to get
Tina.  Tina wandered into the room in a tank-top half-shirt and a pair
of low-rise panties with a cordless phone at her ear.  She plopped down
in the recliner and put a leg on either side of Jenny.  Tina seemed to
ignore my wife and focus on her conversation.  Jenny leaned forward and
lovingly nuzzled the crotch of Tina's panties.  After a few tender
kisses through the cotton, Jenny used her left hand to pull the panty
crotch to one side and started french kissing Tina's crotch.  The only
indication that Tina gave that she even knew that Jenny was licking her
was by sliding her butt forward a few inches to the front edge of the
seat to give Jenny better access.  Jenny took her time and didn't seem
to mind that she was being ignored.

Tina continued her conversation.  "Yeah, the one I told you about..."
[pause]  [giggle]  "Yeah, she's here right now licking my pussy as we
speak." [giggle] "No, I'm not kidding.  A couple weeks ago we thought
she was too tight to crack... now we can't keep her out of our pants."
[chuckle] [pause] "I'm serious! She comes over everyday and won't leave
until she's done all three of us." [pause] "Don't believe me then."
[pause] "Well, if you come to our party on Saturday night, you'll get
your chance.  We're gonna find out if little Jenny EVER gets tired."

Jenny stopped for a moment and grinned up at Tina.  "Sound's fun!",
Jenny said lecherously and then returned to her licking.

"Damn, she's getting really good at it too." [longer pause] "How old is
she?" [pause] "Well then bring your niece along... seventeen is old
enough.  We'll show her a good time." [pause] "I don't know I'll ask
her." [looking down at Jenny] "Wanna do another strip tease for a bigger
audience?" [Jenny nodded enthusiastically.] "She says she'll do it.  Now
will you come?" [pause] "Great... around 8pm... See ya..."  [Tina put
the phone down, leaned back and looked down at Jenny]  "You're gonna
make a lot of girls happy Saturday," Tina said smiling.

A few minutes later, Tina had cum and Jenny said. "I'd better get home.
Thanks for taking me to the movies. See ya tomorrow."  I quickly shut
off the video monitor utility and turned off the screen. Grabbing a
book, I went upstairs to act like I had been reading this whole time.

When Jenny got home, we chatted for a few minutes about the movie and
then she told me that she'd be at a party on Saturday.  I asked if I was
invited and she said, "Sorry, I think it's a 'girls night out' kinda
thing.  You probably would be bored anyway."  I replied, "You're
probably right.  I've got a computer project I'd like to work on
anyway."

We had sex that night.  I had to instigate it, but it was actually much
better than usual.  I guess she didn't hate having sex with me at
least.  I imagine that she was trying harder than usual to please me...
probably out of a feeling of guilt.  Looking back on it, I probably
would not have let her lesbian infidelities slide if she had refused me.

Things started to settle into a pattern.  I would get home from work
everyday at around 5:30pm.  My wife would already be next door with the
girls and would get home at around 7:30 or 8pm for a late dinner with
me.  We never discussed what she was doing next door.  Sometimes I would
watch the live or recorded footage while she was next door.  I started
sorting out the really sexy scenes and saving them in a different
directory so that they wouldn't get overwritten.  I especially liked the
strip show and was looking forward to Saturday's performance.

When Saturday came around, I was reading a book in our living room and
watching out the front window as cars arrived, turning into the driveway
next door.  There were about 8 cars that arrived, parking in the
driveway or on the street in front. Most cars had two or three girls in
them.  Most were college aged girls, like the 'girls next door', but
there were a few women in their 30's or 40's.  About half of them were
very feminine looking and the rest ranged from tom-boyish to flat-out
tough looking dykes.  Not a single male arrived.  My wife headed over at
8:30.  I was surprised by her outfit.  She was dressed like a catholic
school girl.  She had her hair in pig-tails and wore a plaid mini-skirt
with white, knee-high stockings and white dress shirt.  Her black bra
was clearly visible through the blouse.  I gave her an inquisitive
look.  "The girls are always teasing me about my age, so I'm dressed
like this as a joke... I'll take out the pig-tails after I get there."
I chuckled and told her to have a good time.  "If I get too drunk, I'll
just sleep over.  I should be home around noon tomorrow." she said as
she closed the door behind her.  I set my book aside and headed to the
basement.  I wanted to catch the reaction from the girls at the party.

As I flicked on the live-feed, I noted that the party was already in
full swing. Around twenty young women were packed into the little
house.  The furniture was pushed back against the walls and some folding
chairs also lined the walls.  Multi-colored lamps added mood lighting.
Some of the girls were dancing. It looked like a tiny night-club.  Just
then, my wife arrived and there was round of hoots and whistles.  Bobbi
loudly announce, "The entertainment has arrived."  I could tell that my
wife was nervous, but the approving cat calls and whistles gave her
confidence and she started to take on the strutting, confident,
exhibitionist personae that she had discovered the first time that she
stripped.

People cleared out of the center of the room and sat or stood at the
edges of the room, clearly waiting for Jenny to do her thing.  Bobbi and
Tina moved two coffee tables to the center of the circle and pushed them
together to form a little square stage.  Jenny's confidence broke as she
protested to Vicky, "I didn't think that I'd be doing this right away.
I don't know anyone here."  Vicky replied, "Actually you do know Martha
and Sharon, but I think that your show will be a fine introduction to
the rest.  Besides, they've heard all about you."  (I recognized Martha
as the 30-something, butchy librarian at our local branch library and I
later found out that Sharon knew Jenny from the health club.)  "Great,
now they all think that Jenny's a slut," I thought to myself.

Reluctantly, Jenny stepped into the center of the circle of women and as
another bouncy, eurotech dance song started she mounted the stage.
Everyone hooted and clapped as she danced around.  Jenny's pig-tails
bounced around as she shook her stuff.  When she put her hands over her
head, the buttons on her shirt would strain against her breasts.  When
she bent forward, the hem of her skirt would rise up enough to show off
her pink panties.  Everyone cheered her on.  Despite all this, Jenny was
a little restrained until people started pulling out the money.  Bobbi
started it off by stepping forward with a dollar bill and getting a kiss
from Jenny.  Pretty soon Jenny was swapping spit with most of the girls
there.  I guess the money and kisses made her feel like a slutty
stripper, because her new personae returned full-force.   People kept
trying to reach under her skirt, but she politely held them back.  She
strutted around and started unbuttoning her shirt.  A new round of
cheers rang-out.  Pretty soon her shirt was wide open and her tight
fitting black bra was fully visible.  After a few more one-dollar
kisses, she threw the shirt into the audience.  She paused for a moment
before tongue-kissing Sharon.  She must have had a little apprehension
about knowing her from somewhere else.  But she clearly was letting
loose, because Sharon's hands reached up and cupped both of Jenny's
breasts  throughout the long kiss.  The room applauded.  Pretty soon
Jenny's tits were being handled by everyone and her bra was being tugged
askew.  The girls started paying a buck for a kiss and were allowed to
reach into the bra cups. Her nipples were peeking out of the tops of the
cups when she finally discarded it to the cheering audience.

A few minutes later girls were paying a buck to suck on her nipples and
squeeze her ass under the skirt.  This is when she started doing her
bend-over routine.  She would step into the center of her little stage,
setting her feet apart and bend over rubbing her finger along the crotch
of her panties so that the girls behind her could see it clearly.  She
had to repeat this three times in a row  facing different directions so
that the whole room got a chance to see.  The girls loved it.

After another round of kisses and gropes, she did the bend-over routine
again, but this time she flipped her skirt up and pulled her panties up
into her butt-crack before slowly rubbing her finger over her crotch.
Once again the girls loved it.  After kissing a few more girls, Martha
stepped forward.  Once again Jenny hesitated momentarily before dancing
towards her.  Martha announced to the crowd, "Fifty dollars!"  Everyone
cheered.  Jenny bent forward and kissed Martha while Martha played with
her tits.  Then Martha whispered something into Jenny's ear before
handing her the $50 bill.  Jenny paused, then squatted down and put her
hands down behind her as if she were going to 'crab walk'.   Then she
raised her pelvis into the air, as if to offer it to Martha.  Martha
took her sweet time, running her hands up and down Jenny's legs.  Then
Martha delicately lifted Jenny's skirt up and laid it over her stomach.
Jenny waited patiently as Martha pulled Jenny's panties down.  Jenny
lifted each foot, allowing Martha to remove the panties completely and
put them into her pants pocket.  Then Martha slid Jenny's feet further
apart and leisurely ran her hand up Jenny's leg to her crotch.  The
entire room closed in for a better view as Martha finger fucked Jenny.
Fuck-juice was dripping off of Martha's finger when she finally pulled
it out.  Then Jenny stood up and went back to dancing around the room as
if nothing had happened.

Everyone stepped forward with bills in hand and Jenny went around the
room, kissing girls and being fingered by everyone.  I was surprised by
how she dealt with the butchier women.  I would have thought that she
would have been a little cooler towards them then the feminine looking
girls, but the opposite was true.  The tougher looking girls would
man-handle Jenny and she seemed to melt into their arms.  Probably the
oldest woman (and the most butch) was a forty-ish woman named Toni.
Toni motioned for Jenny to come over. She didn't even give Jenny any
money.  She just stripped off the rest of Jenny's clothes (her skirt and
shoes) except for the thigh-high stockings and pulled her off of the
stage.  Everyone was clapping as Toni groped my wife.  Jenny was clearly
kissing back and didn't even try to hold Toni's hands at bay.  After a
very long kiss, Toni commandingly asked, "You want to lick some pussy,
don't you?"  Jenny responded by nodding submissively.

For the first time that night, Jenny put her hands on someone else.  She
dropped to her knees and proceeded to unbutton and pull down Toni's
pants.  Toni sat down on the front edge of one of the folding chairs and
pulled my wife's face to her crotch.  Jenny ate her enthusiastically and
Toni came quickly.  Everyone there seemed to be on the edge, just like
Toni had been, because more girls started stripping out of their clothes
and lining up.  Vicky and Bobbi pulled the coffee tables out of the
center of the room and replaced them with the recliner.  They also put
down a pillow for Jenny to kneel on. As Jenny got situated in front of
the recliner she looked around the room grinning at all of the women who
were lusting after her.  Sharon, the pretty young girl from the health
club, was up next.  She lifted her skirt and held her panties to one
side for Jenny.  Jenny inserted a finger and started licking the
clitoris, genuinely relishing each stroke of her tongue.  While she
licked, the other girls grabbed her ass and played with her tits. Bobbi
teased her saying, "as soon as you finish all of us, we'll do you."
Jenny moaned enthusiastically into Sharon's crotch.

Girl after girl orgasmed while my wife sucked on their clits.  Her chin
would glisten and quim would run down her neck as she grinned up at the
next beautiful woman that she was about to eat-out.  About two hours
later only the three hosts were left.  The tip of Jenny's tongue stuck
out comically between her lips as she grinned up at Vicky. A mixture of
saliva and quim was dripping from the tips of Jenny's hard nipples.  She
was clearly exhausted but still enjoying it.  I was amazed as she ate
the last three girls with almost as much enthusiasm  as the first.  The
crowd cheered her on as she ate the last girl, Bobbi.  After Bobbi came
in her mouth, she sat back on her heals, grinning up at Bobbi and
announced, "I told you I could do it!".

Bobbi lifted her into the chair and asked for a volunteer.  Vicky
stepped forward and knelt at Jenny's feet.  Other girls took turns
sucking on her nipples and kissing her mouth.  Vicky exclaimed, "Damn,
I've never seen someone as wet as this" and went back to eating her out.
Jenny shook all over as she came for nearly a full minute.  The girls
let up for a minute and then made her cum again and again a third time.
Finally they let Jenny go.  By then it was about 11:30pm and some of the
girls left. About half were still there after mid-night, talking and
drinking in small groups.  From what I could pick up from various
conversations, it turned out that Sharon was Toni's seventeen year old
niece.  She had never been with a woman before tonight.

Jenny, it seemed, had taken it upon herself to show her how fun girls
could be.  At least three more times that night Jenny and Sharon 'made
it', mostly 69'ing.  I think it empowered Jenny to be the 'experienced'
one for a change.

It has been about a year since that party.  Since that night, my wife
has been the 'main attraction' at several other parties.  She always
closes her act by eating out everyone at the party.   Sharon hangs out
next door at least three days a week now.  When the 'girls next door'
graduate and move away, I imagine that Sharon and Jenny will still be
hot for eachother.  Jenny also spends time at another neighbor's house,
Patty.  She is a housewife that is Jenny's age and is married with three
kids.  I don't know how they hooked up, but Patty was at one of the
parties and if Jenny has a day off from work during a school day, you
can be certain that she'll spend most of the day at Patty's house.

I still get sex when I ask for it and Jenny is still my best friend, so
I guess I don't mind too much that she has become the town's biggest
lesbian slut.

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