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How Sweet It Is
By vulgus

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Story codes: MF, MMMMF, MMMFF, FF, MMMMMMFF, Cons, Wife, Exhib.

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 nave 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!"

Then 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 and 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. But 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 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 ours 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, 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."

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 form the clothes she has on?"

I was so excited that I was shaking. The young girl smiled and
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, 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 he would 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 their's. 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
I. 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 hardons.

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 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 bit 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 hardon 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 first 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 good! 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 hardons
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 hardon
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. But 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. And 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 guys 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 expectantly 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 of Rob's deodorant
around. 

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 a short 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 the Sunday 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 started 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." But I knew a dare when I heard
one. 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. And of course, 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 though; 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." Then
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. And 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 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 hardon. 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." Then 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."

Then he 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 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 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 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
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 and back from lunch. 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. Then 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. Then I turned around and put my
arms around Grace and hugged her tight and we kissed
passionately. After that we stood together under the 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 hardon 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. But 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. And 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 seen 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 though 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. Then 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. And 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'd 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. But 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, but 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 is 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 though 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.


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 were. 

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. But 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 caf 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 after 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. And 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 nothing 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 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 was 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. And thank you for
what you said to Mr. Weaver. 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 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 I 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. And 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. But 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. And 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. And 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,
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. But 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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