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Angela is a twisted bit of smut from my perverted mind. I claim sole
responsibility for it's filth.

On the other hand, if you are too young to read such things or it is
illegal to do so where you live....BEGONE!  I claim no resonsibility for
your moral weakness.

I would appreciate it if you would kindly keep my name attached to the
story.

Download, repost all you want but no money is to be made off of it
unless I am the one reaping the rewards.

Enjoy!

ANGELA
by  Herb Koenig

Part ll
Scene 1

A week later, Saturday evening. Angela and Tony are in their bedroom
finishing dressing for dinner.

Tony -That is some dress, baby!

Angie -Like it?

Tony -Love it. But do you think it's appropriate for a family dinner?

Angie- Why not?

Tony -Well, it is awfully low cut and you're not wearing a bra. If you
bend over too far you're liable to lose something.

Angie -If I lose it I bet you can find it and put it back.Would you do
that for me?

Tony  -You know I would. Dad's going to have a mild heart attack though.

Angie -What you really mean is Papa Joe's going to get hard for his new
daughter in law.

Tony -Yeah, he probably will. He's had a hard for you since you first
walked in his office.

Angie -You knew?

Tony -Of course, the whole office knew.

Angie- And it doesn't bother you knowing your dad wants me in ...in that
way?

Tony -No. At least it proves he's human. And anyway, almost all of the
guys in the office have a hard for you.

Angie -Would you rather I didn't dress so provocatively around the
office?

Tony -No. Maybe it's an ego thing, but I'm rather prould of having such
a desireable , sexy wife. I enjoy watching them lust after you knowing
I'm the one you chose. If anything, the sexier you dress the more I like
it.

Angie -I'm glad cuz I like turning men on. And I want to dress to please
you so if you like this dress I'll wear it. OK?

Tony -Whatever you say. Gino's going to have a memorable first
impression of you, anyway.

Angie- I"m finally going to meet big brother. How long have he and his
wife been traveling with the Peace Corps?

Tony - Over a year. He really feels bad about not making it to our
wedding so try and put him at ease about it.

Angie- I'll bend over backwards to put him at ease.

Tony -Just don't bend over forwards.

Angie- Awww, you're no fun at all. Can't I just give him a quick peek or
two? Please Tony, please?

Tony -Yes, angie. Maybe just a peek or two. tThe poor guy probably
deserves a shot of some juicy, milky white breasts. God knows Becky
isn't stacked the way you are and, down in the bowels of Africa, I doubt
that there were many white women around. And, if there were, I doubt
they sported a pair as delectable as yours.

Angie- Why thank you, kind sir. Just for that I'm going to let you suck
on the left one before we go downstairs. Come here, Baby, wrap your
tongue around this nipple and make it hard for Mommy so it shows through
my dress for big brother. (He does.) Oh, yes! Oh Tony!You're getting so
good at sucking on my tits.

Tony -Why do you always call them tits? Why can't you say breasts?

Angie- Because they're tits. Tits sounds so much more crude and nasty.

Tony -Why do you want to sound crude and nasty?

Angie- Because I am crude and nasty and it turns you on. Remember
France, the bistro and Rene'?

Tony- I'll never forget.

Angie- You're such a prude and I can be such a bitch when I want to be.
We were naturally attracted to each other.You have the class I lack and
I have the balls you lack.

Tony-Angie! That's not fair!

Angie- But it's true, Tony. You have no balls that's why you need me, to
take care of you and make all the decisions. That's why you're letting
me wear this dress even though we both know it's positively obscene. I
have the balls to wear it and you don't have the balls to stop me. Isn't
that right?

Tony -Yes, yes, you're right. You're being a bitch and having balls is
one of the reasons I'm so attracted to you. How does that song go? "You
have what I lack myself."

Angie -Exactly! And don't you ever forget it or I'll show you what a
real nasty bitch I can be. Now, let's go downstairs so I can vamp your
brother. Wanna bet I can get him hard in the first 15 minutes?

Tony -You really are a bitch, aren't you? You're on. What's the bet?

Angie-  If I win, I get to do anything I want to you, if you win you get
to do anything you want to me. OK?

Tony- OK.We time from the time you first meet him.

Angie- Fair enough. Let's go.

FADE OUT...
Scene 2
Downstairs. The whole family is there, Papa Joe, Monica, Peter, Gino.
Becky, his wife is in the kitchen with Jason.

Papa- Well, at last, the newlyweds make their appearance. I was
beginning to think you were still on your honeymoon!

Angie- We are! I had to give Tony a little before we came down. You Di
Carlo men are such pigs when it comes to sex. Don't you ever get enough?

Papa- Ha ha! I love this girl! So open and honest.

Tony- Angie!

Angie- (Under her breath) Hush Tony! Remember our bet!

Peter- (Going up behind her, whispers) That is some dress!

Angie- You like? Sorry I don't have on a sexy bra. But I am wearing some
sexy panties. Be a good baby and I may let you have them later. OK?

Peter- You bet!

Joe- Angela ,come meet Gino.

Angie- (Gino is sitting in an overstuffed chair. As she approaches he
starts to get up but she puts her hand on his shoulder and pushes him
back.) Please, no need to get up, I'm only family.  (leaning way over
she lets him have a good shot of her tits.) I'm very glad to meet you.
I'm sorry you missed the wedding but now that you're home I hope we can
see a lot more of each other.

Gino- (Eyes her breasts and stutters)Yes, yes I hope we can. I'd like
that!

Angie- I kinda thought you would. Can I get you anything? Something to
drink or nibble on before dinner?

Gino- Something to drink would be nice.

Angie- (She hurries off and brings back a cocktail glass filled to the
brim) Hope I made this martini dry enough for you. Tony said you liked
`em dry.

Gino- Yes, yes I do thank you. (As he reaches for the drink she
"accidentally' spills some on his trousers.) Oh, how clumsy of me.
(Kneeling in front of him, she tries to whisk most of the liquid away
with her hand all the while giving him another view of her
breasts.Looking him straight in the eye, she grasps his cock through his
pants.) My, how come all of the Di Carlo men aren't hung like you?
That's got to be at least seven inches.

Gino- Eight, as a matter of fact. And I wish all of the Di Carlo women
were built like you.

Angie- You like what you see?

Gino- I love it. I want to see more.

Angie- But I'm a happily married woman, married to your brother in
fact.You wouldn't want to compromise your brothers wife would you?

Gina- Fuck my brother!

Angie -I do, and very nicely too, if I do say so myself.

Gino- Does my sweet, naive young brother know what a bitch you are?

Angie- He should, I told him just this evening. I bet him I could get
you hard within 15 minutes of meeting you and I did.

Gino -And what did you win?

Angie- The right to do anything I want with him.

Gina -And what are you going to do?

Angie- I don't know. I haven't really decided yet. And ideas?

Gino -Why yes, as a matter of fact. It's a little perverted but he might
go along with it if I know him.

Angie- What is it?

Gino- Lean forward, keep squeezing my cock like that, and I'll whisper
it in your ear. (She leans forward, slowly pumps his cock and listens as
he whispers in his ear.)

Angie -You didn't!  And he...he?

Gino -Yes. Yes I did and he did. So?

Angie -God, it sounds so kinky! Of course!

Gino- Good.  Oh, here's Becky. (Stands and makes the introductions.)
Honey come meet the newest member of the family. Angela, I'd like you to
meet my wife, Rebecca.

Becky- (She is dressed very conservatively, high necked dress that goes
to her ankles. Hair pulled back in a tight bun. Very little make-up.)
I'm pleased to meet you Angela. But please, call me Becky.

Angela- Becky it is. Can I help with anything in the kitchen?

Becky- No. Jason has everything under control.

Gino- This family would fall apart without Jason.

Angela -He's gotta be the biggest, blackest man I've ever seen. But so
quiet and soft spoken. He looks like he could take a man apart with his
bare hands.

Becky -He probably could. But he's the most gentle man I've ever met. He
must be 60 years old but keeps himself in great shape.

Angela- And apparently keeps this household in great shape. How long has
he been with the family?

Gino-He was here when I was born and I'm 27. Dad brought him home from
when he was in the service overseas. Dad's never talked about it much,
but from what I gather, Jason saved his life and Dad's been eternally
grateful. They're very close. And not just because of that. They seem to
have some kind of unspoken bond between them. They understand and trust
each other implicitly.

Becky -(With a far-away, wistful look and whisper in her voice.) I'd
trust him implicitly. ((With a start, she seems to come out of her
trance.) Excuse me, I told him I'd help serve dinner. (Heads for the
kitchen.)

Angie-You're wife is lovely. There's such a striking physical difference
between the two of you though. You have the typical swarthy Italian look
and she's so blonde and pale. She and Monica could almost pass as
sisters.

Gino -I know. And over in Africa, being around blacks most of the time,
it only enhanced her whiteness for me. She was quite a hit with the
blacks.

Angie- I admire your dedication to those people. Very few people, myself
included, would be willing to make such a commitment.

Gino- To me it's more of an adventure, trying to see what good I can
accomplish as far as providing water, agriculture, power, things like
that. But for her it's different. She cares for them as individuals. She
really cares.

Angie- Well, it's none of my business, but it seems she really cares for
Jason.

Gino- You noticed?

Angie -I thought it was pretty obvious.

Gino- I've never really figured out if it's Jason, the fact that he's
black or a combination of the two.

Angie -Probably a combination. Does it bother you?

Gino- No. I've had a couple of black women that turned me on.

Angie -And she knows?

Gino -God no. She's so straight laced, like you wouldn't believe. Not
frigid, exactly, but certainly not the sex pot you are.

Angie- (Turning and facing hem, she reaches down and grabs his cock
again.) Oh? And what makes you think I'm a sex pot?

Gino -Christ!  She'd never do anything like that. Not even when we're
alone let alone in a room full of people.

Angie- And she married a hellion like you?

Gino- She was a sucker for my Italian charm.

Angie -Why would you marry someone so conservative?

Gino- Male ego probably. I thought I would be the one to bring her out
of her shell.

Angie- You mean you and this eight incher? (Squeezes it tight.)

Gino -Oh God! Yeah, something like that. She likes sex. Never initiates
it but never refuses me. Very passive.

Angie -I've always felt all women have their own private demons hidden
deep inside. Given the right person, or persons, and circumstances,
she'll release them and abandon herself to her desires. My feelings are
probably wrong since there based solely on how I feel.

Gino- And what does it take for your demons to take over?

Angie -This eight incher I'm squeezing is getting to me.

Gino- Hopefully, before the nights over, it can get in you.

Angie -Can you keep it hard for me til then?

Gino -Just looking at you makes me hard. Oh, looks like dinner's ready.
Better let go of my cock.

Angie- If I must.

They all go in to dinner.

FADE OUT...
Scene 3

Kitchen, after dinner. Angie and Becky are helping Jason with the
dishes. As he brings the dishes in Becky is bent over loading them into
the dishwasher. Angie leans over her to put a serving dish away in the
cupboard above her. As she leans over, she rests her hand on Becky's
shoulder then, straightening, she lets it slide down her body to her
upturned ass and gives it a friendly pat.

Angie- Oh! Sorry! It just looked so tempting, stuck high in the air like
that. Forgive me?

Becky -Of course. For a second there I thought it was Jason.

Angie- You mean you hoped it was Jason.

Becky -Good heaven's no! What ever gave you that idea?

Angie- Just the way you've been hovering around him, the way you look at
him.

Becky -He is quite a man. Especially for his age. I've been around
Blacks for the past two years, but he's unlike any black I've ever seen.
Gentlemanly, refined. So soft spoken and considerate.

Angie -And big!

Becky -Yes. He is that.

Angie -I bet he's big everywhere!

Becky -Angie! The way you carry on! You're so, so bold and brazen.

Angie- Yeah. Yeah I guess I am.

Becky -I saw you earlier this evening.

Angie- Oh? When was that?

Becky -When you first came downwtairs, I was watching from the kitchen.
You're breathtaking in that gown.

Angie- Thank you.

Becky -You took Gino's breath away. I thought his eyes were going to pop
out of their sockets.Then I thought his...his penis was going to pop out
of his pants. I've never seen anyone turn a man on as fast as you did.

Angie- Becky, I...I'm sorry! I didn't mean... I... I can explain.

Becky- Hush!  There's nothing to explain or be sorry for. You're a
woman. A very beautiful, desireable woman. It comes natural to you.
I...I've always envied women like you.

Angie- But you're a beautiful woman!  I've only seen the outline of that
cute ass of yours, but it would turn any man on if you wanted it too.

Becky -It's not a question of wanting to, I guess it's really a question
of conscience.

Angie- Wanna talk about it?

Becky -Yes! Oh yes! These past two years I've longed for someone of my
own sex to talk to. And, for some reason, I trust you to listen and
understand. But not now. Can we talk tomorrow?

Angie- Tomorrow it is. C'mon, let's finish the dishes and join the men
folk. Or would you rather stay in the kitchen with Jason?

Becky -Oh Angie! You're awful!

Angie -Well, I wouldn't blame you. He's quite a hunk.

FADE OUT...
Scene 4

Angela and Tony's bedroom late that same night. Everyone has gone to
bed. Angela has changed into a kelly green bra, panties, garter belt and
hose. Tony is nude and tied to a straight backed chair.

Angie- I won, Tony. I got him hard in five minutes.

Tony -Bitch!

Angie -Yes. I told you I was. I'm a bitch. But... I'm your bitch. Your
Mommy bitch. And now I get to collect on my bet. I get to do anything I
want to you.

Tony- What are you going to do?

Angie- Put on a little show for you. You'll like it, I promise. Like my
outfit? (Going over to him she rubs her silky bra against his face.
Turning she sits on his lap and squirms around on his stiffening cock.)
Oh, you do like my outfit. Does Tony want to see what's inside this bra
and panties. Huh Baby? Does Tony want to  see his wife's tits and ass
and hot little twat? Want me to take off my bra and panties so you can
see your wife's goodies?

Tony -Yes! Yes, take it off!

Angie- Say the magic word. Mommy taught you better than that.

Tony -Please! Please Mommy! I wanna see your titties. Let me suck on
your titties.

Angie- That's better. (Reaching back to undo her bra.) Oh damn! I hate
bra's that close in the back. I always have a hard time getting them
unfastened. Can you unfasten it? No. No, I guess you can't. Guess I'll
have to find someone else to help me. Luckily, for you, I always keep
another stud handy for when you can't perform. (Going to the closet she
opens the door and Gino comes out.) Why look! It's your brother Gino.
Your BIG brother Gino. Real big as I recall from earlier this evening.

Tony -You can't!

Angie Don't tell Mommy she can't! She can and she will. After all, you
did make a bet and, you lost. Gino, would you be a dear and unfasten my
bra. Yes, that's it. Now Baby, you can see mommies titties. Oh, I
forgot, you want to suck on them. OK. (Going over to him, she lifts a
breast and guides it to his open mouth. There, Baby, you suck while Gino
takes my panties off. He wants his mouth somewhere else.

Gino -God Tony! You don't deserve such a hot bitch for a wife. But it's
nice of you to share. Just like old times, eh Tony? Remember how you'd
bring your girlfriends home and I'd always end up fucking them? And
you'd just sit there with a dumb look on your face and watch.

Angie- Is that right, Tony? Did Gino fuck your girlfriends while you
watched? (He looks up at her with a small tear running down his face and
nods.) And while you felt ashamed it turned you on, didn't it? It turns
you on watching the woman you love getting fucked. Doesn't it, Baby?

Tony -Yes.

Angie -Then watch,Baby! Watch your wife get fucked by your big brother.
C'mon Gino. Get that big thing up me! Fuck me while my Baby sucks my
tits! That's it! Oh God, it's huge! Oh Baby, why didn't you tell me big
brother was so big. God! C'mon Gino! Give me all of that damn thing!
Fill me up with cock! Fuck me! Fuck me Gino!  That's it! That's it! So
good! So fucking good! I'm cumming! I'm going to cum! Yes, just a little
more! That's it! That's it! Oh God, God!

Gino- Oh, Angie! You are one hot piece! I want your mouth! I want that
hot mouth wrapped around my cock. Suck me clean!

Angie- Oh yes! Let me suck you while I jack Tony off. I want you both to
cum all over my face. Give me that cock!

Gino -Oh God, Tony! Your wife is a class A cock sucker! Look at the
bitch take it down her throat!  That's it, bitch, suck me clean. Let me
cum in your mouth, I want you to swallow my load. Yeah, yeah bitch!
That's it! That's it! Oh,  yeah! Take it! Take it! (Gets them both off
at the same time and they cover her face with their cum.) I want more of
that before I go back overseas.

Angie -How long will you be here?

Gino -A month.

Angie- Gino can have more of your wife's pussy and ass, can't he Baby?

Tony -(Hangs his head down. Whispers) Yes Angie.

Angie -That's a good Baby. Now, let me untie you and take you to bed.
You can suck on my titties right after you clean my face up. OK?

Tony -Yes Mommy.

Angie- (Turning to Gino) And you'd better go back to Becky. Maybe you
can get her to suck you clean. Nite, Gino.

FADE OUT...
Scene 5

Next morning, kitchen. Angie and Becky are alone having a cup of coffee.
Becky has dressed in a floor length housecoat, Angie is in a robe,
loosely tied around the waist. It is obvious to Becky that she is not
wearing a bra.

Becky -You seem very chipper this morning, you have that look of the cat
that ate the canary.

Angie -I had a great night. I got to meet my new relatives, had a fine
dinner and a hot session of lovin' before a good nights sleep.

Becky- I had everyting but the hot session. Gino begged off, he's still
recovering from the trip.

Angie- Were you in the mood?

Becky -God yes! I'm usually not that, what's the word, horny? but after
watching you and Gino last night, even the small pat you gave me in the
kitchen was exciting.

Angie -Couldn't you get him in the mood?

Becky -That's my problem, I guess. My childhood, whole background
really, has made me one big mess of repression and frustration. I was
always taught that a woman was there to please but shouldn't have any
sexual thought or desires. I was never taught sex was dirty or anything,
just that it was unladylike to be sexually aggressive.

Angie- What were your parents like?

Becky -Very prudish. Mom would have flipped out if I ever wore a dress
like you had on last night. Dad showed little affection to her or me.Was
always too busy traveling with his work. As soon as I was old enough,
they sent me away to Catholic boarding schools and more repression and
tons of guilt for even thinking about sex.

Angie- And now?

Becky- Now I want to get rid of the guilt, the frustration. Problem is,
I don't know how or if I even could.

Angie- I guess that depends on how much you really want to break free.
How much your conscience is going to prevent you from being the you you
want to be.

Becky- What about you? What about your conscience? Last night, for
instance. Didn't it bother you that Tony was there, watching you turn my
husband on. Didn't it bother you knowing Gino was married and that I was
in the next room. And in the kitchen, the way you bent over in front of
Jason, knowing he was looking down your dress and admiring
your...your...

Angie- Tits?

Becky- Yes, yes your tits. That's what I mean. I can't even bring myself
to say tits.
-
Angie Yes, it did bother me. But in a very positive way. It made me hot
knowing I was turning them on. Knowing that I was desireable. I admit, I
might not have been quite as bold with Gino had I known you were
watching, but I would have still tried to turn him on in a less blatant,
more subtle, way. And, while we're on that subject, I must confess, I
turned Gino on to win a bet I had with Tony.

Becky -A bet? What kind of bet?

Angie- I bet him I could get his brother hard in the first 15 minutes of
our meeting. And I did.

Becky- How did it make you feel when you knew you'd given him an
erection?

Angie- Powerful. Very powerful.

Becky -And how does one go about getting this power?

Angie -Simple, by not being afraid of using what you've got.

Becky -I'm afraid I haven't got what you've got.

Angie -Not true. All women have IT! It's called sex appeal. Some call it
pussy power. Women have it, men want it. Pure and simple. The idea is to
make them sit up and beg for it.

Becky -With a body like yours, I can see how men would beg for it. But
I'm not built like you.

Angie- I know you have a pretty nice ass from when I patted you last
night. Show me your tits.

Becky -Angie!

Angie- Show them to me, Becky.

Becky- But Angie, right here?

Angie -Right here and right now! Show them to me Becky! (Becky, somewhat
stunned by Angie's dominating tone, slowly unbuttons the top of her
housecoat.) That's the way, baby, spread the coat open and let me see
them. (She does.) Oh my, yes, nice, very nice. Pert with no sag and
nipples to die for. Look at how hard they are. You're getting excited.

Becky- Oh Angie, I'm so embarrassed. I've never shown myself to anyone
but Gino.

Angie- We'll change that. If just showing me your tits gets them hard
I'm anxious to see how excited you get when you show me your pussy.
Stand up and let your housecoat drop.

Becky -You can't be serious! I don't have anything on underneath!

Angie -Dead serious.C'mon baby, show Angie the goodies. I'm not going to
touch or hurt you. Unless, of course, you want me to. Now, strip! (Becky
stands and lets the housecoat slowly slide down her body to the floor.)
Oh my. Oh my yes. You've got it baby. Flat tummy, long tapering thighs,
and a sweet little pussy nestled in between them. Turn around, I want to
see that cute little ass of yours. ( Becky slowly turns as if in a
hypnotic trance.) Wow! That is a mouth watering ass, baby. In fact, you
are a mouth watering piece of ass. May I...may I touch it?

Becky -(As if in a dream world.) Yes, yes you may touch it. (Angie gets
up, stands behind her and slowly runs her hands over her ass and her
pussy lips.)  Do you like it?

Angie - I love it! It's so round and firm.

Becky -Kiss it!

Angie -Pardon?

Becky -I said, kiss it. Get on your hands and knees and kiss it. Isn't
that what you want?

Angie- Yes, yes I guess it is. (Kneels behingd her and kisses her ass
cheeks.)

Becky -(Snapping out of her dream world.) Oh Angie! I didn't mean...I
don't know what I was thinking. Forgive me. Please, stand up.I didn't
mean for you to kneel like some lacky. I'm so sorry. (Stoops and quickly
puts her housecoat  back on.)

Angie -Don't be sorry.I quite enjoyed it. And, from the quick feel I got
of your pussy, you seemed to be enjoying it very much.

Becky -What do you mean?

Angie -I mean, your pussy runneth over, baby. You're very turned on. And
you had me very turned on. And if you can get me turned on, men should
be easy. They're just little boys after all.

Becky -But with you, it's different. You're a woman and I can trust you.
I could never be that way with a man, not even Gino.

Angie -What way?

Becky- Ordering him to kneel and kiss my ass. Things like that.

Angie -You can. You can and you will. And I'm just the sexy bitch to
help you. But we have to start with a new wardrobe. We have to go to the
mall and go shopping for a more seductive wardrobe and start on a new
life. Are you ready?

Becky -I think so. I hope so. Oh Angie. You're so easy to talk to. And
much more understanding than the nuns and priests I had to talk to.

Angie -Well, they're experts in religion, I'm an expert in sex. Now, I
gotta run. See you later, sexy.

FADE OUT...
     Scene 6

Late in the evening. Angie and Tony are just getting home from a party.

Tony -I have some things I have to do on the computer, honey. I'll be up
in a little while.

Angie- Ok, I'll be waiting. You look so handsome tonight you made me
horny. Hurry every chance you get.

Tony -I will, promise.

Angie -(Goes upstairs. As she passes Peter's room she sees a light under
the door. Knocks lightly.) Peter, are you awake? Can I come in?

Peter -Angie? Yeah, come in. How was the party? Boring?

Angie- The party was boring, but I wasn't bored. Well, not in that
sense, anyway. So what are you doing?

Peter -Just reading my Field and Stream magazine. (He closes it and lays
it on the bed.)

Angie -Talk about boring, that has to be pretty boring for a young
pervert like yourself.

 As she reaches for the magazine he does too but she beats him to it. As
she picks it up, a small magazine falls out. She picks it up.

Angie -Fredericks of Hollywood. Well, I didn't realize Field and Stream
offered such goodies. And my, just look at some of these goodies. Oh,
she's sexy looking in that red bustier. What do you think about when you
look at these scantily clad young girls.

Peter- I was thinking of you.

Angie -Of me? I'm flattered. And just what kind of nasty thoughts do you
have?

Peter- Not nasty, really. Just wondered what you would look  like
dressed in some of those things.

Angie- Tell you what, you go through the catalog and circle all the
things you'd like to see me in, and I'll order them and model them for
you.

Peter -Anything I want?

Angie- Anything.

Peter- But some of the things are like, well, crotchless and have
cutouts in the brassieres and...

Angie- Anything, lover. Anything you want.

Peter- Wow! OK.

Angie-Would you like to see the panties I have on now?

Peter -You mean it?

Angie- Of course I mean it. Look! (Raises her skirt to her waist.)

Peter- Oh God, Angie, you're beautiful!

Angie- Why thank you kind sir. And do you like my panties?

Peter- Yeah, they're all silky and sheer.

Angie- Yes, they are sheer. You can see right through them. Look, you
can see my pussy hairs.  Would you like for me to turn around and show
you my ass through my panties?

Peter- God yes! Oh Angie, yes! (She turns and ever so slowly bends
forward showing him her panty covered ass.)

Angie -Look, Peter. Look at my ass. Just think, you're sister-in-law is
showing you her ass while her husband is right downstairs. Is this
perverted enough for you?

Peter- Jeez yeah, you are a pervert.

Angie- Just like you. The only difference is, I've had more experience
at being a pervert. But I'll teach you,lover. Oh yes, I'll teach you to
be a real pervert if that's what you really want. Is that what you want?

Peter- Yes! Oh yes! God, Angie, you make me so hot!

Angie- (Reaches back and fondles her ass with one hand while the other
slides between her legs and caresses her pussy.) Are you hot, lover? Hot
and hard? Nice and hard for me?

Peter- I feel like I'm going to explode.

Angie- Don't! Stay hard for me until I leave then you can jack off
thinking about this. (Stands and turns facing him. Puts her hand over
her pussy and strokes it.) Take my panties down.

Peter- Huh?

Angie- I said, take my panties down. I'm sure the ones I gave you are
losing their odor and these are real wet and fresh. Oozing with sex.
Take them down. That's it, slowly. Yes. Now, look at me. Look at my
pussy. Remember when I said the party was boring but I wasn't bored, at
least not in that sense of the word?

Peter -Yeah, I remember, but I don't know what you meant.

Angie- I meant my pussy got bored with a big hard cock. I got fucked
tonight, Peter. Fucked good and hard.And when he came inside me, I left
his cum in there so that it would mix with my pussy juice and soak my
panties. Now you can lie there tonight, smell my sex, look at the girls
in the catalog, wrap my panties around your cock and jack off thinking
about fucking my pussy. (Lowers her skirt and heads for the door.) Good
night Peter.

Peter - Good night Angie. And Angie, thanks.

Angie- You're welcome. Oh, and Peter, the guy that fucked me tonight? It
wasn't my husband. (Closes the door.)

FADE OUT...END PART II

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