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 ï>¿Falling Through the Keyhole byfnchristie81Â(C)

   Falling Through the Keyhole Ch.  01

   Tina was 30, and already divorced.  She'd married her college sweetheart
shortly after graduation and went to work as an ER nurse, while he'd
started his career as a software developer.  The sex was good to start, and
they'd put off having kids until after their debts were paid off.  However,
as they approached their 7th anniversary, he'd started becoming more
distant and spending more time out with his friends instead of being at
home with her, and stopped inviting her out with them altogether.  Of
course the sex started to fall off since he was spending more and more time
away, and when he was home he was renovating their basement into a raunchy
"man cave".  Not that Tina minded, although she was straight she could
still appreciate the female form, and didn't blame her husband for wanting
to see more of it.

   One day she was allowed to leave early due to the hospital being
overstaffed, and arrived home to her husband snoring next to another woman.
She stopped, shocked, in their bedroom doorway.  The unmistakable aroma of
sex hung in the air, and both of the individuals in the bed naked and
intertwined.  The surprise left her weak, and Tina faltered a bit and
bumped into the door frame.  This awoke the couple in the bed.  The woman
looked around as if wondering where she was, then noted Tina still leaning
against the doorway, mouth agape.  Her husband started straight awake, his
eyes meeting Tina's in equal surprise.  Obviously, he hadn't expected her
home so soon.

   The woman jumped out of bed and started pawing around for her clothes,
which were scattered around the floor.  Without bothering to put on her
bra, she jerked a tank top over her head, catching her hair in the process
and giving a gasp of pain.  Tina noticed that it was long, thick, and
dark-compared to her own practically short and more mousy colored.  She
then yanked on her panties and threw her legs into the short shorts that
she'd picked up, then rushed out of the room, at least having the grace to
flush deeply red and apologize to Tina on her way past, bra in hand.  Tina
also turned to leave, not sure of what she was doing or where she'd go. 
The sound of tires squealing from across the street accompanied Tina's exit
from the front door.  As Tina opened the door to her own car, her husband
came rushing up behind her, having thrown on a pair of pants while Tina was
caught up watching the brunette.

   "So, I guess we're done.  Let me know where you want the divorce papers
sent," he told her bluntly.  No apology, no attempts at explaining, no
warning.

   Tina just looked at him, shocked and empty, then stepped into the car
and drove to the house of one of her coworkers.  Thankfully, Sierra had
been scheduled off for that day and welcomed her inside.  Sierra grabbed a
couple glasses of iced tea from the refrigerator and brought them to the
island before realizing that Tina had a completely flat affect.

   "What's wrong?" Sierra asked her.

   "I got VTO this evening, and got home to find Mike sleeping next to
another woman." Tina was shocked at the sound of her own voice-completely
flat and emotionless.  Maybe she was still in complete shutdown mode over
the incident, but she still wasn't feeling anything.  "He didn't try to
explain it away, he didn't try to make excuses, he didn't try to
rationalize it, he didn't try to apologize, or anything.  I was out the
door moments behind her, and he was right behind me, and just said that he
was getting a divorce." Sierra put her hand over her mouth and gasped. 
Obviously, she'd never considered that either of them would do such a
thing; most people considered them the perfect couple, and many had come to
them over the last few years looking for relationship advice.

   After an interminable silence, Tina took a sip of the tea-as much to
break the monotony of just sitting there as to get moisture into her dry
throat.  It broke the spell for Sierra at least, who reached for Tina's
free hand and squeezed hard.

   "Do you want me to go talk to him, or just get your stuff?" she asked
quietly.  Still emotionally barren, Tina looked at her and thought.

   "Just my clothes I guess.  I'm not sure what's going to happen," Tina
replied.

   After a short discussion, Sierra convincing Tina to stay with her until
things were decided and offering to get all of Tina's stuff, Sierra settled
Tina into one of the spare bedrooms and left to go to Mike's house.  Tina
took a long, not shower, and was sitting on the bed wrapped in a towel when
Sierra returned with several bags, fuming.

   "That asshole's already got most of your stuff packed.  It's like HE is
throwing YOU out!" Sierra spat.

   Tina just looked at her in surprise.  "Why wouldn't he?  It's not like
he wants me around," she said.  That sent Sierra off into a tirade about
how great Tina was and how much she'd done for Mike, and how much of a jerk
he was for putting Tina through this sort of trauma.  Eventually, Sierra
realized that she was more worked up about the situation and became
concerned for Tina.  Tina ended up spending a large portion of the rest of
the evening calming Sierra down, and eventually Sierra went to her own room
to sleep since she had to work the next day.  Tina did as well, and the two
decided to ride in together since they were on the same shift.

   Although they had been friendly previously, Sierra and Tina had never
really been friends.  However, with no one else to turn to since Tina was
an only child and her parents had both died shortly after college
graduation, the two women became close with Tina formally moving in.  The
divorce papers arrived within a week, and much to Sierra's ire Tina only
pushed for full division of assets.  "You could be taking him to the
cleaner's for this and be set for life, " Sierra fumed.  Tina, however,
couldn't bring herself to do that.  Part of the problem was that work was
exhausting-they'd just entered the summer months of "trauma season", and
with everyone taking vacations with their families it seemed that Tina just
worked herself to the bone each shift and didn't have the energy to deal
with the legal process when she was off.

   When fall arrived, she was still living with Sierra.  However, Tina had
become more of a hermit, leaving the house to go to work or do essentials.
She was paying half of Sierra's mortgage as rent, so Sierra allowed her to
do quite a bit of redecorating.  Occasionally, Sierra teased her about
being a shut in, but the friendship between the two solidified.  Sierra led
a fairly active social life, often having people over for get-togethers or
going out, while Tina entered into a graduate program.

   The two women lived together for several years, with Tina working and
studying and Sierra being outgoing and charming.  Sierra would tease Tina
about growing old and wilting, and Tina would ignore the occasional male
visitor who spent the night making Sierra shriek in sexual bliss.  One of
those visitors became a regular shortly after Tina got a job as a nursing
professor at the nearby university, and Tina realized that she'd have to
find another place to live.  It seemed like she'd no sooner found an
apartment and moved in when Sierra and her beau announced their engagement.
While the two friends had lived together, Sierra had payed off the
mortgage, and after the engagement announcement sat Tina down and mentioned
that she was looking to sell the place.

   "Steve lives in an apartment, but we both decided that we don't want to
live in town anymore," she told Tina.  "We found a terrific place just
outside the city that we both like and want to put an offer on.  So that
leaves you with two options since you've done so much around here.  You can
buy me out for half of the value of the house, or you can take half of the
sale price.  You've earned it, and you've been a great friend to me." Tina
argued that Sierra had done more for her than she'd done for Sierra, but
the other woman wouldn't be moved.  Eventually the house sold, and Tina
talked Sierra into 30% rather than the half Sierra had been pushing.  She
successfully argued that Sierra and Steve would be starting a family and
that the extra money would come in handy, whereas Tina was doing pretty
well from her divorce settlement and working.

   Tina was Sierra's matron of honor and actually found herself enjoying
all of the wedding preparations for her friend.  She was proud of Sierra
during the ceremony, and enjoyed the reception.  She talked a few of the
groomsmen into stealing a lot of the newlyweds' underclothes from their
luggage, convincing them that they wouldn't be needed.  During her speech,
she thoroughly embarrassed Sierra by holding up a pair of fluffy handcuffs
and talking about how many times she'd been trying to sleep while Steve was
making Sierra rattle them against the headboard.

   After the speech while taking bills during the "First Dance", one of the
guys in line was especially chatty.  She'd been flirtatious and happy all
evening, and was especially sucked into it with this man.  She agreed to
dance with him later, and actually did several times.  Sierra wasn't so
caught up that she didn't notice Tina enjoying herself with the guy, who
turned out to be a distant relative of Steve.  She laughingly encouraged
her to enjoy herself, and that Dan was going to be a bigshot someday.

   Dan, as it turned out, was into technology like Mike had been, and
actually knew Tina's ex-husband.  He told her about how Mike had already
remarried and divorced twice over the years, but it was mentioned more as a
casual remark while they drifted across other subjects.  At the end of the
reception, long after the newlyweds had left, Dan was still around.  As she
worked to close things down, he asked her to meet him for coffee the next
day.  She had been hoping that he was interested in her, and quickly
agreed.

   Coffee was enjoyable, and their flirtation escalated.  In a flash, a
couple of hours had passed, and they parted ways after swapping phone
numbers.  As she pulled into her parking spot, her phone vibrated with a
message from Dan.  "Why hasn't anyone grabbed you up yet?" it read.  She
thought, then replied seriously, "I guess I'm just too much of a stick in
the mud!" She was barely out of the car when it vibrated again, "I don't
think you are!  Tomorrow's Saturday, go out with me again tomorrow." They
set up a meeting at one of the city parks.

   That night, Tina allowed herself to fantasize about what the next day
might hold and slept soundly and happily.  When she woke up, she showered
and dressed in shorts, comfortable sandals, and a sleeveless button up
blouse, then after breakfast drove to the park to meet Dan.  He picked on
her for still being single, and she teased him about being young-he was 25
to her 30.  He told her to put an ad on a single's app, and she protested
saying that there's no way anyone would click on her photo.  He offered to
take pictures of her, and did so.  Many of them.  He began to make
suggestions for poses, and she got into it by flirting with him-and in so
doing, the camera.  He flirted back, encouraging her to undo more of the
buttons on her blouse-first showing some cleavage, then the bottom buttons
and having her tie her shirt around her waist.  She teased him about
turning her into a porn model, and suddenly he hooked his finger into the
remaining button between her breasts and pulled her up against himself. 
All the air left her body and she felt herself grow moist between her legs.

   "A woman as sexy as you SHOULD be a porn model," he said huskily.  By
pulling her against him, her body had trapped his hand with is finger still
wrapped around the small bundle of fabric in her cleavage, the back of his
hand being sandwiched between her breast and his stomach.  She looked up at
him, breathless, acutely aware of her attraction to him and the location of
his hand.  The finger turned slightly and stroked the inner curve of her
bosom just inside the hem of her bra.  Dan's mouth took an impish curve,
and he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

   "Lose the bra, and we'll go shopping." His lips feathered against her
ear, making her melt into him.  Looking up into his eyes, she knew right
then and there that she'd do almost anything he could come up with.  Her
hands snaked up behind her back and unclasped her bra.  His hands untied
and unbuttoned her shirt, then held it out as a drape between them.

   Right there in the park with people within eyeshot-although at a
distance-she snaked her arms through the arm holes and allowed the bra to
drop free.  Dan's hands moved closer to her, his thumbs stroking her
breasts and running deliciously over her nipples, exciting her even
further. She shivered in delight, and he lightly pinched them between his
bare thumbs and shirt-covered fingers.  This made her moan out loud, and a
devilish light flashed into his eyes.  He slowly buttoned only the button
at her bust, then re-tied the shirt beneath it.  His hand snaked around to
her bare back, and he whispered into her ear again.  "We're going to have a
lot of fun together..."

   Taking her by the hand, he led her to his car.  On the way to a mall, he
had her set up the profile and encouraged her to post the more flirtatious
photo's he'd taken.  Once at the mall, he parked at the fringe of the cars
that were there, then leaned over and kissed her-their first kiss.  His
hand slipped into her shirt and caressed her breast, his fingertips lazily
circling her aroused nipple.

   "Are you ready for some fun?" he almost growled.

   Tina's breathy "Yes," encouraged him.  He almost sprang from his seat
and was at her door in a flash, opening it and helping her out.  They held
hands as they walked inside, and he headed straight for a lingerie store.

   "We need to start with a good foundation," Dan said to Tina with a wink.
They wandered a bit, with Dan waving off the attention of the sales ladies
that were working.  He found her a couple of sexy bras-things that Tina
hadn't worn since early in her marriage to Mike, and some even more daring.
Tina was familiar with the brand, so was able to easily grab her sizes for
whatever Dan found-sexy, lacy, barely-there bras; pushup bras; then
half-cup bras that didn't even reach to her nipples.  After that,
panties-specifically g-strings that if seen in them wouldn't leave anything
to her modesty.  One was almost entirely string-a narrow band of fabric
going over her hips, then another that would go down the cleft of her rear
and between her lips, with an almost imperceptibly wider spot that would
just cover the cleft of her vulva before narrowing again and meeting the
front of the waist band.  He had her get several varieties of that design.

   With a couple of bags of dainties in tow, the next places he led her
were actual clothing stores.  There, she modeled several different blouses,
some skirts, and a couple of dresses.  Everything he liked, he bought for
her.  What he didn't like, if she REALLY wanted it, she bought.  Finally,
loaded down with bags, they went into one last store.  As had become his
habit, he pulled her to himself by the button between her breasts.

   "You need some much sexier shorts," he whispered into her ear.  "Short,
some loose enough that if I want I can slide my hand up the leg and touch
you, some tight enough that if you flex I can see every muscle in your ass,
stuff like that." With that, he left her to wander and begin picking out.
When she was ready, she went in to the changing room to try them on and
model for him-a process that had kept her on edge all afternoon.  Her first
pair were his first "suggestion"-jogging shorts that she could easily pull
the crotch aside and have him gazing at her panties, but sweeping up almost
to her hip bones on the sides.  The pair he handed her when she came out to
show him had her eyes and mouth opening wide in surprise-denim cutoffs that
would leave most of her derriere exposed, and the front of which would
button barely above her hairline.

   Quickly, Tina bent and reached into one of the lingerie bags and pulled
out one of the g-strings; the frilly boyshorts she'd worn were in NO way
suitable for these "shorts", and would be prominently on display.

   A good thing she'd decided to change underwear, she mused to herself as
she worked the next skintight shorts on that she'd found-anything more, and
the hems of her undies would be clearly visible these shorts were so tight.
Even the g-string was noticeable beneath them, and Dan smiled
appreciatively when she appeared with them.  She spun to show him her rear,
then catwalked back to the changing room, this time appearing with the pair
Dan had brought her.

   She felt almost embarrassed when she stepped out-the lower curve of her
rear was completely exposed, the part going between her legs risked riding
to the side and exposing her, and the top waistband she knew wasn't
covering the top of her ass crack.  Sure enough, she'd had to be careful
buttoning them up so that nothing else in the front was showing, and had
made an appointment while still in the changing room with a personal
groomer.  Dan stood up in appreciation as she walked up to him, then
reached down to grasp her buttocks and pull her into himself.

   "How do you feel," he asked, his thumb sitting at the bared top of her
gluteal crevasse, the balls of his fingers resting below the lower hem of
the seat of the shorts on her bare buttocks.

   "Slutty," she teased back.  His hand tightened in appreciation.

   "You like that feeling, don't you," he whispered into her ear.

   "I do, actually," she murmured back.

   "Good girl," came his reply, his fingers drumming on her exposed
derriere.  He kept his hand there but stepped back slightly, looking her up
and down contemplatively.  "I think you need to wear those for the rest of
the day, but we're going to change the shirt," he told her.  She felt
rather silly walking around the store with the tags from the shorts
fluttering at her hip, but Dan was unconcerned.  He led her to a rack of
tank tops, then flipped through them until he came to one that would leave
her stomach bared, but also had a cut in the cleavage.  "Here we go," he
said, holding it out to her.  "Change into that, then we'll check out and
go eat."

   Tina walked quickly back to the changing room and did as she was told,
noting as she was leaving that the arm holes were oversized.  This left the
lower curve of her breast exposed, but fortunately the top was tight enough
that she wouldn't be hanging out every time she moved.  However, it was
tight enough that it not only showed her engorged nipples, but also the
puffy aureoles surrounding them.  Dan however, smiled huge in appreciation
as she came out wearing it.  He led her to the checkout lanes, where a
couple groups of teenaged girls hid their smiles behind their hands as they
talked to each other excitedly about her.

   Dan pulled her to his side and whispered into her hair, "Don't think
twice about them.  They all want to be you right now, and if we were to sit
outside the store I'll bet you see at least a couple of them coming out
looking the same way." Guys-especially teenaged guys-were either sneaking
furtive looks at her as they checked her out, or openly stared with thinly
veiled lust, and Tina began to feel sexy.  Finally, their turn to check out
came, and Tina was shocked into awareness of the clothing tags as Dan
pulled the one for her top out, offering it to the young man behind the
counter.  She could feel the air-conditioned air smack into the exposed
skin of her breast, and the young man took the tag from Dan with his hand
brushing her bare flesh at the side of her bosom.  Dan smirked down at her,
seeing it all.  Then the process was repeated with the shorts, the
college-aged kid having the back of his fingers pressed against her bare
hip as he scanned the tag.

   Dan bought all of the ensembles, then they took the bags back to the
car. He made sure to stand close behind her as she put her bags in, and she
in turn made sure to push her hips back and into him while she was.  He
loaded the bags he was carrying in, then took her hand to go back to the
food court.  As they stand in line, he waits behind her and reaches his arm
around to pull her back into him.  His palm is over her navel, his fingers
dipping down just inside the waistband of her new shorts.  His head ducks
down beside hers.

   "Enjoying yourself?" he asks, his teeth nipping at her ear.  She once
again feels her body melting into his, which drives his fingertips deeper
into her waistband.  After only a few days of knowing each other, he's
driving her crazy with anticipation over what they might do next.  It's
easy to answer him honestly.

   "Yes." It's surprising to her how much she enjoys just going with the
flow of all the decisions; she'd become accustomed to having to come up
with all of the answers to hard questions, and mediate decisions between
those with the authority to do so but conflicting goals.  The years since
she'd been married to Mike had made her independent, and she was proud of
that trait.

   "Good," he says, and then it's their turn to order.  She got a grilled
chicken salad with a Diet Coke, and he ordered a burger and fries with a
large regular Coke.  As they took their seats, he teased her about being
too skinny, and she teased him about eventually becoming overweight.  Not
that he had to worry about it for quite a while-he was quite a bit taller
than she, and judging by the feel of him whenever she was pressed against
him, had quite the hard body.  The muscles in his forearms were well
defined, something she hadn't expected from a tech geek.  However, his
comeback had her coughing on her drink.

   "If you don't eat a little more fat, your tits will always just be
teacups," he teased her.  "Relax a little with your food intake, and I'll
bet you get big enough to actually require a real bra instead of the
trainers we got you."

   Tina's cheeks flushed beet red from both the words and from choking on
her soda, but she was always as good to give as to get.  "You kids are all
about big boobs, but they go saggy too fast.  Smaller stay perky longer and
will still having you blow your load before the girl you're with even
starts to get her motor revving, let alone red lining!"

   Dan's eyes narrowed with amusement.  "You've had that much experience
have you?  Well, smaller tits get flashed to whoever's around when I lead
you around by the shirt, while bigger ones just kind of bounce around. 
Besides, bigger ones would make you more confident."

   Tina scoffed.  "So you like bimbos with big boobs but no brains?"

   Dan laughed at her.  "Where did you get the idea that the bigger a
woman's tits get, the less she thinks?  I know you work with some chesty
ladies-just look at Sierra." Tina has to acquiesce to that comment-Sierra
was a solid DD, but also one of the most competent and intelligent women
that Tina knew.  "I'm just saying, that attracting a little more attention
with your looks and you'd be an unstoppable force.  That sex appeal would
go to your brain and unlock potential you didn't know you had."

   "And just how do you know all of this, oh Grey-Head-of-Wisdom?" Tina
scoffed.

   "Because you I can read like a book," Dan smiled at her.  "Miss
Once-Bitten-Twice-Shy, So Don't Even Look At Me Little Mouse," he teased
before becoming serious.  "Look, you'd be smoking hot with a little extra
on your chest and a little effort with the hair and makeup.  Women being
jealous of you and men panting over you would have you realize that you're
capable of far more than you've limited yourself to so far.  But right now
you're so hesitant that you second guess every decision you make on your
own.  When you're at work, you're fine-it's not your life you're deciding.
But on your own, you're just whiling away the years and not really
accomplishing anything."

   Dan sat back, folded his arms, and contemplated her.  Tina felt like a
child again, even though she was his senior.  "I tell you what," he said.
"You and me become a regular couple.  I'll push your boundaries
respectfully for the next year or so, but you have the freedom to live your
life.  See if me pushing you lets you accomplish new things on your own,
and we'll talk seriously about this again in a year and see if you've made
progress.  If you have, great-you're ready to start living.  If you
haven't, at least you'll have fun with a friend along the way.  Deal?"

   Tina contemplated.  This wasn't what she'd been expecting-she'd expected
him to want to be a couple and actually start dating, but he was keeping
things much more casual between them.  On the one hand, she was
disappointed, but on the other, she was also filled with nervous
anticipation.  She reached her hand across the table.  "Deal," she said as
he took hers in his.

   Dan winked at her.  "That doesn't mean we can't have a little friendly
sexual relationship on the side," he said teasingly.  "Because if you're
anywhere as turned on as I am, it'd be pure torture to NOT experience each
other every now and again."

   At his words, Tina looked down at her outfit-boobs almost falling out of
her top, pubic region threatening to spill out of her shorts, derriere
mostly exposed, and felt the return of the sexual energy that had started
to drain out of her return with a rush.  Without moving her head, she
looked up at him through hooded eyes and nodded silently.

   Dan sprang out of his seat and came around to help her up, then gathered
both of their garbage to throw it in the trash.  "In that case, I think we
have one more stop to make," he said to her, before leading her from the
mall by the hand.  He helped her into the car, then rushed to the driver's
seat.  They quickly left the mall and headed to another part of town that
Tina had rarely visited, even in her college days.  It was known as the
"Porn District", and Tina's heart thudded in her chest, her bosom rising
and falling rapidly with nerves.  He'd placed her hand on his thigh once
they'd left the mall parking lot, and his was resting near her crotch on
her bare thigh.  Several times he slowed down in front of stores, only to
pass them by, looking for something in particular.  Finally, he seemed to
make a decision and pulled into one.

   "Let's go," he said, jerking her door open and extending his hand to
help her out.  "I think they're going to have just what we need in here."
Tina looked at the store front where they were, "The Lion's Den".  It was a
plain, grey building with a tasteful red and white sign.  A couple of cars
were parked in the lot, which had the lights just becoming to turn on in
the dusk.

   Once inside, it was definitely a sex shop.  Adult outfits were exhibited
on one wall and there were several racks and shelves covering about a third
of the floor space with more.  A third of the space seemed to be movie
racks, and Tina couldn't even begin to imagine all the smut that the store
contained.  Dan however, led her to the last of the thirds, the sex toys. A
college-aged male was behind a counter there, and Dan led her straight to
him.

   "This is Tina.  She's an uptight college professor and needs something
to help her break the tension," Dan says to the young man.  Tina blanched
at the outright, possibly ruinous description of her, but couldn't help but
notice the flush coming to the salesman's cheeks.

   "Ummmm...what were you thinking?" The salesman stammered.  Dan smirked
at him.

   "I don't know-I'm not a woman and I don't sell sex toys," he said
roguishly.  "That's why I came directly to you, so you could help her out."

   The young man flushed an even deeper red, then quickly stepped out from
behind the counter to lead them into the aisles.  "What do you like?" he
asked Tina.

   Now it was Tina's turn to blush.  "Um, I actually don't know," she said
shyly.  She couldn't look directly at either of the guys whose company she
was in.

   "Well, we can go pretty laid back to start, and if you see something you
like, just let me know and we can look at it more," the salesman reassured
her.  Dan allowed her between himself and the salesman, who led them to a
rack of finger vibes.  "A lot of women like these," he said to them. 
"They're good for teasing the vaginal opening or using on the clitoris or
nipples, but women don't seem to think they do much as far as vaginal
stimulation.  Plus, they're more in the lower-cost category, so if you buy
one and don't get as much pleasure, you haven't lost much in the
investment."

   Tina was uncertain, but Dan quickly grabbed one off the rack for her. 
"I think she should at least try one, don't you?" he said to the young man.
"What else do you have?"

   The kid-Tina could see he was barely out of his teens, if he even
was-then went to the simple dildos.  "Some women really like these, but
some think they're too vulgar," he offered, looking at Tina to gauge her
reaction.  She allowed her gaze to wander-they were in all shapes and
sizes, and all kinds of different colors.  The salesman slowly allowed them
to meander a little, then guided them to another section with double dildos
and more exotic kinds.  Some of them made her blanche that anyone would try
and fit such a mostrosity inside them, some were whimsical, some had double
ends that she figured must be more for lesbians.  Nothing really struck her
fancy, and the salesman seemed to intuitively realize it.

   They turned a corner, and were in an entirely different toy section-many
different kinds of clamps.  "Does the lady like her nipples being played
with, up to and past the point of pain?" the young man asked.

   Dan looked down at Tina.  "Well, do you?" he asked.

   Tina's eyes dropped in embarrassment to the floor.  "I enjoyed when Mike
would pull on them and bite at them," she told them.

   "A lot of women do," the salesman said with more confidence.  "Some
enjoy having them clamped between some pinchers, some enjoy more the
shields," he said, directing their gaze to a small showcase.  Dan pounced.
"I think she'd enjoy a couple of sets of these," he told the worker.  Dan
pushed Tina forward a little.  "Pick a couple that strike your fancy," he
directed her.

   The store clerk stepped in, "Not all women's nipples are the same size,
so she needs to be sized for a set," he informed them.  Tina's eyes flashed
up in shock, but the clerk was holding out a piece of cardboard with holes
in it.  "Just hold this in front of your breast, and find which size fits
snuggly", he told her.  Tina slipped it beneath her shirt and slipped her
nipples into the holes until she found one that was comfortable.  Placing
her finger over it, she realized that Dan had been right earlier-by doing
so, she had inadvertently given both of them a bit of a show.  That
realization made her nipples swell even more, and she gasped.  "I'd tell
you to get a size above, the size you think you want, and a size smaller,"
the young man said.  "That way you've got quick play, longer play, and more
acute play."

   "Good idea," Dan said to him.  He looked at the card and smiled in
appreciation at Tina as he took note of the size.  She picked out two
different kinds-one with fancy edges that had a smooth ring for her nipple
to fit through, and one that was more aggressive with little teeth all
around the inside.  Dan leered at her as he found three sizes of each.

   "Just make sure to take them off every couple of hours," the salesman
warned them.  "Otherwise, I understand that getting them off is extremely
painful." Seeming to think they were done, the salesman began to lead them
back out to the checkout, but Tina caught sight of another kind of toys. 
These seemed to have multiple heads, and started to browse.  Dan held the
toys in one hand, his other splaying across her abdomen.  His thumb teased
beneath her breast, this little finger dipping below the waistband of her
shorts.  Tina craned her head back to look at him, and the salesman
realized that they were no longer following him.

   "Ah, I should have realized," he said.  "Thrusters.  Some have rabbit
ears to stimulate the clitoris, some have rotating barrels to stimulate the
g-spot better.  All of them thrust in and out of the vagina, hence the
name," he educated them.  "Some have an anal stimulator as well, for the
more adventurous.  Some women swear by them, some think they're too noisy.
I wasn't sure about you."

   Dan reached for one with the rabbit ears and rotating barrel, dropping a
couple of the shields in the process.  Unthinkingly, Tina bent to pick them
up, causing her shirt to slide over Dan's hand so that his hand was
squarely on her breast.  Instantly he began to squeeze and massage it,
occasionally running his fingers over her firm nipples.  He kept it there
as she straightened, the salesman's eyes going directly to her chest as she
did.  "I think she'd look amazing with one of these running in and out of
her, don't you," Dan said to the young man.

   "Sure," the clerk croaked.  "I think she'd look amazing regardless of
that." Dan's finger pinched her nipple hard, making her squirm against him
in pleasure.

   "The trick is to letting someone see her do it," Dan replied.  He began
to pull a little bit and Tina gasped, her eyes going hooded.  The hand
arched, flashing a little bit of her breast to the clerk, and Tina felt her
pussy gush at the experience.  "Any ideas on getting her comfortable with
opening up like that?"

   His eyes fixed on the ripe flesh being shown him, the young man couldn't
form a very coherent thought.  "Just keep doing what you're doing," he
finally stammered.  "She seems to be enjoying."

   Dan's hand switched to smoothing her skin, then he pulled his hand out
from her shirt.  "Ready?" he asked her brightly.

   Tina wanted to scream, because she was ready to take him home and ride
him the rest of the night but also didn't want the experience to end.  She
just pressed her lips together tightly and nodded, then followed the clerk
to the desk.  The toys were bought, and Tina was led back out to Dan's car.
There, he kept hold of the bag after helping her in, and turned the light
on to rifle through it.  He offered her a set of the smooth but intricate
rings.  "Put them on," he ordered.  Tina broke one free of the cardboard
backing, then began to fish it under her shirt but Dan stopped her.  "Take
the shirt off first.," he ordered.

   She looked at him.  "Go ahead," he encouraged.  "Take it off, let
yourself enjoy it."

   Slowly she peeled the tank top over her head, her breasts jiggling
slightly.

   "That's it," Dan encouraged her.  She fed one nipple through the first
shield, instantly feeling it swell against the cool metal.  She quickly did
the same to the other side, then gasped at the pleasure and raunchiness of
the situation.  Dan turned the light off, then put the car in gear. 
"Before we get going, take your shorts off," he instructed her.  Quickly,
she unbuttoned them and slipped them off, her new g-string staying on.  Dan
handed her the finger vibe and a battery to put into it.  "All the way
home," was his harried instruction.  She looked at him, thoroughly aroused
at all they'd done throughout the day, slipping the battery into the vibe
before rotating the base to turn it on.

   She started with one nipple as they pulled out onto the street, then
switched to the other at the stop sign at the end.  She barely noticed the
group of people looking at her as they crossed the street, she was enjoying
the sensations and memories of the day.  Quickly, that became not enough,
and she moved the vibe to her vulva.  She could feel her clitoris becoming
even more engorged and begin to peak through her lips.  She resisted the
urge to use the vibe on it right away, and instead just teased her outer
lips, then progressed to her inner ones.  She felt her nipples swelling
even more against the shields to the point of just becoming uncomfortable
and gasped in pleasure.  Tina moved the vibe to inside her slit, and the
sloppy sounds made her leak even more lubricant.

   Just doing what felt good, Tina ran the toy from her opening to the root
of her clitoris.  The wet sounds were getting more prevalent as she played,
and suddenly she gasped as Dan's hand came across and roughly pinched her
nipple.  Her eyes shot open as her gaze shot to him and she gave a guttural
groan.  Her free hand went to her other nipple, and she mimicked what he
was doing.  She started running the vibe up and over her clit occasionally,
making her hips buck and writhe.  She was close to cumming, and suddenly
Dan whipped into a parking lot.

   "Do it," he growled at her.  "Cum."

   For some reason, the instruction pushed her over the edge and she bit
her lip to keep from shrieking.  Her whole body convulsed in orgasmic
bliss, and the whole car smelled of her sex.

   Once Tina's breathing was getting close to being normal, Dan put the car
into drive again, but pulled her upper body across the seat.  He pulled his
cock out, flopping it against her face.  Her mouth opened of it's own
volition as she took it inside.  Dan's free hand pawed at her rear, and his
words ground out again.  "Keep that vibe going down there."

   Tina kept working the vibe, more slowly this time, as she sucked Dan
off. Within a few blocks, he was suddenly jerked the car into another
parking lot and pushed down on the back of her head slightly, holding her
in place as his hips thrust slightly and his penis throbbed in her mouth
and throat.  She hadn't done it in a while, but learned that Dan's
ejaculate was more enjoyable than Mike's had been.  She didn't mind
swallowing as much as she could.  Slowly, the throbs and spurts into her
mouth ceased, and the hand that had wrapped itself in her hair pulled her
head up.

   "Did you enjoy all that?" Dan's voice came through.  Tina nodded. 
"Good. Finish making yourself cum before we get home then, and we'll see
what else we might figure out to do."

   Tina once again stretched out against the seat and this time worked to
make herself orgasm again more quickly, since she figured they were only a
few blocks away from her car.  She came again just as they were pulling in
to the park parking lot.  Dan allowed her to recover, then turned the light
on so he could watch her get dressed again.  He assisted her out of the
car, then helped her move the bags to hers.  Taking her in his arms, he
gently kissed her.

   "Play with those toys, figure out more of what you like," he instructed
her.  "And start dressing a little more sexy.  I'll be around tomorrow and
see what else we can get into." With that, Dan helped Tina into her car and
watched her drive away, his mind on just how far he could push her.



   Falling Through the Keyhole Ch.  02

   Having cum twice on the ride home, and still stimulated by dressing
slutty then putting on a show, Tina wasn't ready for bed when she arrived
home.  Following Dan's instructions, she decided to play.

   The nipple shields she'd put on were becoming more uncomfortable than
pleasurable, so she changed to the same style of smooth interior ring but
the size up.  True to what the salesman had said, they caused a moment of
pain when the ones she'd been wearing were slipped off.  The new ones were
comfortable enough for the time being however.  She slipped out of the
skimpy shorts and the g-string she'd been wearing, then sprawled across her
bed.  In another first for her, she pulled up a free porn site and began
scrolling through the videos.  She had no idea what she would like however,
so it took a while to find anything.

   She found she was most excited by the amateur videos, so clicked that
tag from the list at the top of the page.  That didn't narrow the results
by much-it seemed that common, every-day people were living out the things
seen in porn pretty regularly.  A little more scrolling, and she found that
the videos that turned her on the most were those engaging in risky
situations: public flashing, sex in public-and surprising to her, sex with
complete strangers.

   Tina knew the risks of all that far better than the average person on
the street; she'd dealt with her share of venereal infections in her time
as an ER nurse, and was very well aware of the potential scandal if she
were to be caught and reported to her school's administration.  But...it
was incredibly erotic.

   Several hours later, having worn out the batteries both in the finger
vibe and the thruster, and having been forced to take even the looser
nipple shields off, Tina fell asleep.  When she awoke, it was midmorning on
Sunday.  As she checked her bedside clock, she noted that if she didn't
hurry, she'd be late for her personal grooming appointment.  She hurriedly
washed between her legs, threw on a thong from the bags of new clothing
still laying at the foot of her bed, then a denim mini skirt.  Another
glance at the clock showed she was going to be cutting the appointment
close, so she just grabbed at random a top from the bags and pulled it on
as she hurried downstairs.  She grabbed her keys and purse from the
counter, then the sandals from the day before as she rushed out the door.

   Traffic was light enough that she wasn't going to be late, but heavy
enough that she quickly became aware of her attire.  The skirt was short
enough that she could feel most of her derriere against the seat.  The top
was far tighter than she was used to, a pale blue, exposing her midriff but
also dipping quite a bit into her cleavage-what there was of it at least.
Her thoughts drifted back to the conversation with Dan over lunch the day
previously, and how they'd talked about what having bigger boobs would do
to her confidence.  She gave in to the fantasy in her mind, and imagined
herself with a larger bust and getting more attention from men.

   Arriving at the salon, she couldn't overcome the habit of working to
keep her legs as closed as possible as she got out of her car.  The salon
was the one the wedding party had used only a week before, and the
receptionist recognized her as evidenced by the large smile on her face.

   "Good morning!  Ms.  O'Brien?" At Tina's nod, the young lady continued.
"You're here for a Brazilian wax?" Again Tina nodded, this time more
hesitantly.  The receptionist-her nametag read "Jade"-continued warmly and
reassuringly to Tina, "Jen is the aesthetician you'll be seeing.  If you'll
have a seat, I'll let her know you're here.  Would you like a coffee while
you wait?" Tina realized that she'd not only skipped breakfast, but also
her essential morning coffee, and she gratefully answered in the
affirmative.  Jade paused, then asked what she would like as she moved over
to the full coffee bar.  Tina decided on a cappuccino, and Jade started it
to brewing before leaving to announce her.  Returning after a brief
absence, she had to wait for the drink to finish brewing before starting on
the steamed milk.  As she worked, Tina had nothing to do but wait, and
spent the time critiquing the other woman's appearance, comparing it to her
own.

   Jade's attire was classy, as befitted the salon, with a hint of teasing.
Her hair was almost waist length and dark, her makeup smoky and sultry, her
jewelry long and dangling, her tank top black and form fitting with
generous cleavage.  Her skirt was loose and mid-thigh, and her shoes
strappy with a medium but dainty heel.  The woman herself was probably late
twenties, and Tina suspected Pacific Islander ancestry.  Jade wasn't fat by
any means, but very generously built-standing significantly over Tina's own
diminutive stature, and her bust dwarfing that of Tina.

   After completing Tina's cappuccino and providing it to her, Jade
returned to her desk.  Having nothing else to do since she'd rushed out of
the house without her phone, Tina noticed that Jade frequently glanced at
her, trying to be surreptitious.  After what seemed to be an interminable
amount of time, Jade came back over to her.

   "Can I ask something?" The younger woman asked.  At Tina's nod, Jade
asked, "Are you changing some things to impress someone?" Again Tina
nodded. Jade smiled warmly at her.  "If I can make the recommendation, one
of our stylists has time after your time with Jen.  If you want, I can put
you in with her for an update for your hair.  She's one of the best, it'll
earn you a discount on the overall total, and I'll throw in another
discount.  You're giving off the vibe that you really need to land whatever
you're trying." Tina blushed slightly at the sympathetic attention and
accepted just as another woman walked to the waiting area.

   "Ms.  O'Brien?" Tina stood to greet the new arrival, who held out her
hand.  "I'm Jen.  I understand you're here for a Brazilian?" After Tina
replied in the affirmative and shook Jen's hand, the other woman kept
Tina's hand in her own as she led her back into the salon itself.  "Have
you ever had one of them before?" Jen rattled on as they wound around the
outside of the styling area to another room.  Tina actually had, but it had
been while she was still in college.  She'd been keeping herself trimmed,
but since it was still early spring hadn't yet been preparing for swimsuit
season.  "Great, so you know what to expect," Jen answered as she opened
the door to her room.  "I'll let you disrobe, then I'll be back in a couple
of minutes."

   After Jen had closed the door, Tina slipped out of her skirt and
panties, then wrapped the paper gown laid out on the table.  Jen returned
moments later and directed Tina to lay down, then opened the gown to begin
applying the wax to Tina's nether regions.  They made small talk as Jen
applied the linen strips, then Tina was warned to brace herself.  After the
front was completed and Tina's crotch was almost on fire from the hair
being ripped out, Jen directed her onto all fours so that Jen could do her
crack.  Once completed, Jen applied some aloe cream to the freshly smoothed
area, then left to allow Tina to get dressed.  Once she was and had waited
a couple of moments, Jen came back in and led Tina (again by the hand) to
one of the stylists' booths and seated her in the chair.

   Another woman had been waiting, and draped Tina as soon as she was
seated.  "Hello, I'm Laura.  Jade had said that you're looking to impress
someone, do you have something in mind?" Tina was forced to admit that she
hadn't, and Laura smiled warmly.  "That's fine, what about instead of
cutting, we actually just trim it a bit to keep it healthy, but allow it to
grow out a bit?  In the meantime, we can do some extensions, maybe a little
color-probably some lowlights?" Laura left Tina for a moment and returned
with a styling magazine, leafing through it to find the style she was
thinking about.  At Tina's affirmation, Laura went to work.  An hour later,
she was done and remarked, "We should have done some before shots.  You'd
still be a great model for our website, would you mind?  We'll throw in a
discount for the services as an incentive."

   Truth to tell, Tina was really impressed.  She'd never had much luck
with doing anything with her hair, but Laura seemingly had worked magic on
it.  Instead of a mousy brown that wanted to frizz at the least hint of
humidity, Laura had lengthened it and replaced the drab color with a more
attractive reddish.  She felt sheepish but honored about accepting.  Laura
smiled warmly, then took her back to Jen for some makeup.  Afterwards, they
went to another room that was completely overwhelming to Tina.  A man was
there, tall, bald, and effusive in his praise of Laura and Jen.  He turned
Tina this way and that, several times walking all the way around her as he
directed her to the center of the room.  Several cameras were set up at
different points in the room, each facing a brightly lit backdrop.

   "I think this will work best if you just stand in one spot-don't turn
your body to face me, just your torso," he directed her.  He bantered with
her as he adjusted the cameras for height, and Tina didn't realize that
he'd begun to photograph her.  She thought he was just adjusting things
until he asked her to follow him.  Once behind one of the backdrops, he
scrolled through the images on a computer that was stashed there.  He
rapidly selected several, putting them into a file, then enlarged those in
the file so that Tina could scroll through them herself.

   She was surprised at the quality-the man was obviously a professional,
and the efforts of the other two employees had truly made her look like
model quality.  The man laughed.  "They're excellent, but the lighting set
up helps a lot too, if I can brag a little," he said to her.  "If you'll
pick your top ten favorites, I'll do the same, then we'll agree on five for
the website and brochure.  They'll be ours, but if any of them are picked
up by a magazine, you can either take payment for them or accept in trade
future appointments with the salon."

   Tina took her time looking at the pictures on the computer, tagging ten
that she liked the best, then stepped aside so that the photographer could
do the same.  She was surprised that he only selected two more, and she had
to admit that they definitely had a...different...quality.  One was taken
while he was directly behind her and had just made her laugh, almost
doubling up with laughter.  Her skirt had ridden up a bit, almost showing
her ass.  The other was more coquettish, with Tina having crossed her knees
with her hands on them, blowing a kiss at the camera-almost pin-up style.

   "Obviously, you'll have full control over which pictures are sold.  The
three we agreed on will go either on the salon's website, brochure, or
both. Any others you agree to will be made available for publishers to look
at for consideration.  We've had a couple that were picked up by
advertising companies as a backdrop for their products.  Obviously there's
no promises, but it has happened a dozen times or so since the salon
started doing this four or five years ago.  Although if I say so, yours are
likely to be picked up by someone."

   Tina could scarcely comprehend that possibility, but was a little
excited not only at the possibility of realizing nearly every girl's dream
of being a model, but also at the almost naughty exposure.  She agreed, and
the photographer (who's name had never been revealed), saved the pictures
to the main server for the salon, then led her back to Jade.

   Jade smiled happily at her upon Tina's return, and upon learning the
total was surprised to learn that it was almost nothing.  Tina had been
expecting over $100, but Jade explained that due to the agreement she was
agreeing to, there would be sufficient publicity generated to cover the
costs.  Tina applied a generous tip for Laura and Jen, then quickly
returned home.

   Once there, the first thing she did was ask if Dan wanted to get
together today-she couldn't wait to show herself off to him and see what he
had in store for her.  He quickly messaged back, suggesting they meet at a
restaurant in the downtown area for lunch.

   Deciding against putting on a bra so that she could be a tease, even if
nothing else happened while being with Dan, she also decided to throw a
pair of the nipple shields and a couple of her new toys into her purse. 
She drove downtown to the chain restaurant at which they were meeting. 
Walking inside, she accepted a booth, then sat facing the door to watch for
Dan.

   Tina had to laugh a bit when he arrived and his gaze swept right past
her.  The hostess directed him back to the booth at which she waited, and
his face turned to shock when he realized that it was really her-and it
made her feel really good inside.

   Kissing her cheek before sliding into the seat across from her, Dan
quipped, "I see you're beginning to take a little charge of yourself.  You
look GOOD!"

   "Thanks," Tina replied, blushing but pleased.  The waiter came and took
their drink orders, Tina sticking to a diet, while Dan ordered lemonade
with vodka.  By the time their drinks arrived, the couple had made their
decisions on what to eat, and as the waiter left with their order Tina told
him about her salon experience.

   She was finishing as their food arrived, and Dan commented, "It sounds
like you had fun." At her agreement, Dan smiled.  "I think you also liked
that they were planning on showing you off a bit." Tina blushed again, and
had to agree.  The conversation turned to learning about each other as they
ate, but when they finished, Dan turned playful again.

   "So...are you feeling devious?" He asked her as they contemplated
dessert.

   "Maybe..." Tina winked at him over her menu.  Her foot slipped out of
her shoe, then slid up the inside of his leg to his crotch.  She splayed
her toes across it as Dan slid forward so she could actually reach.

   "Do you have any of your new toys with you, or do we need to get some
more?" he asked her.  Tina debated for a moment, then pulled the shields
from her purse to show him.  His broad grin showed him that he was pleased
with her.  "Put them on," he instructed her, then stopped her as she began
to slide out of her seat to go to the restroom.  "Put them on...here..."

   Tina flushed and felt herself become moist with sexual excitement.  She
couldn't help a furtive glance around as one hand slipped beneath her top
so she could work her nipple through the center.  Another glance around
revealed the waiter coming back for their dessert order.  She finished as
he stood at their table, and tried to slip her hand back out discretely,
but it was obvious that he had taken notice both of her now stimulated
nipples and the hand inside her top.

   "I think we're done," Dan answered for both of them.  "I'll take the
check." As he turned his card over to the waiter, he turned to Tina. 
"We'll take my car.  Once you get there, take your panties off and put them
over the gear shifter." Tina flushed clear down to the middle of her
cleavage at being outed like that, but quickly slid out of her seat.

   Arriving at Dan's car, she slipped inside.  She didn't have to hike her
skirt much to slip the skimpy panties off, and she had a difficult time
getting them to hang from the shifting knob on the dash of Dan's car.  By
the time she had done so, Dan was standing at the driver's side door.  She
straightened in her seat as he slid into his seat, smiling as he noted the
g-string hanging from his dash.

   "Next time, it'll be the mirror," he threatened her.  They drove from
the store, heading back to the seedy porn center of town.  As they drove,
Dan had her hike her skirt up so that her pussy was within his view, and he
ran his hand over her bare mound appreciatively.  "Nice," he complimented
her.

   They pulled into a different store than the one they had been at the
night before.  "I think you need a few more toys, and both of us need one
we can play with together," he advised her.  The setup with this one was
pretty similar-brightly lit, with clothing, video, and toy displays making
up the majority of the store.  The salesperson, though, was an attractive
woman instead of a pimple-faced student barely out of his teens.

   The store was empty except for the three of them.  Dan led Tina by the
hand directly to the woman.  "My friend is learning about herself and needs
some toys.  I was hoping you could help."

   The saleswoman introduced herself as Diane, and herself undressed Tina
with her eyes.  "I'd love to help," she said.  "This way."

   She led them first to a much smaller section of the store, filled with
erotic stories.  "Any ideas of what you like?" Diane asked.

   Sheepishly, Tina told her about the porn she had been drawn to the night
before.  Diane winked at her.  "A little exhibitionist, are we?" She
directed Tina to some stories, with Tina taking a couple of them.  Then
they moved to the clothing.

   "You look really attractive like that, but I think you need something a
little easier to get out of," she told the couple.  Dan's eyes lit up with
the possibilities that some of the outfits presented, and he selected
several for her to try on.  Again, Tina found herself modelling for Dan,
and Diana was very hands-on in showing them some of the features of a
couple of the outfits.  Tina began to realize that if not completely
lesbian, Diane was at least bisexual.

   After they had several that met both Dan and Diane's approval of their
look on Tina, they moved to the toys.  One of the first that Diane
suggested was a remote controlled toy that was inserted into her vagina and
was held in place by pressure against her clit.  Dan's devious grin at her
widened as Diane explained that it worked not only via proximity, but also
via bluetooth, meaning that as long as they both downloaded the app for the
toy, Dan could control it whenever Tina had her phone closeby.

   "May I recommend some underwear for the lady?" Diane's question came as
Tina thought they were wrapping up.  "I think she'd enjoy some slutty
underwear for when she can't exactly be showing herself off." At Dan's
exuberant reply, Diane held out a bra that was only a string of an
underbust, and a couple of strings that would stretch across the front of
each breast to keep them in place.

   "This has some fun possibilities.  I'll be back with some more in a
moment." Turning on her heel, Diane catwalked away from them.  Dan held the
"bra" to Tina's chest, which only emphasized how skimpy the undergarment
was.

   "Working tomorrow?" Dan asked her.  At Tina's reply she was engaged in
college meetings, Dan smiled.  "I think you should wear this then.  And
we'll find some crotchless panties too."

   Diane returned with a body harness bra and panty set.  She herself held
them up, showing the couple that Tina's nipples would go through a ring in
the middle of the bra, and that the straps of the panties would spread to
allow access to her vagina.  Tina was turned on just by seeing the set, and
Diane showed that she noticed by licking her lips while watching Tina.

   "I think she likes," she teased Dan.  Her hand slipped beneath Tina's
skirt and cupped her freshly waxed mound, then a finger went between Tina's
lower lips to find her entrance.  Diane laughed, "She DEFINITELY likes,"
she informed Dan.  Pulling her hand back out, she showed her wet fingers to
him, then spread them across Tina's lips.

   "I wrap up my shift in about 20 minutes," she offered.  "There's a bar
near here we could meet at, then we can help your lady friend learn more
about herself," she told Dan, looking into Tina's eyes.  Dan agreed, and
led them to the checkout as Diane told them the name of the bar.

   After paying, Dan led Tina to his car.  Handing her one of the things
they'd just purchased, she realized that she had been distracted by Diane's
attentions and hadn't realized that he had picked up this piece.  It was a
tapered piece of plastic that held a very small neck, and ended in a jewel.

   "It's an anal plug, and I think you should wear it into the bar," Dan
told her.  After she had taken it out of the package, he handed her a tube
of lubricant.  Reclining her seat, she pulled her skirt up so that he could
watch her, then prepared the toy.  She kept her eyes locked on his face as
she slowly worked the toy into her rear, virgin entrance.  Suddenly, she
felt her body accept it and pull it into her rectum, the coolness of the
jeweled portion keeping her cheeks apart slightly.

   Dan's fingers slipped down over her clit as he voiced his appreciation,
then the two drove to the bar.  Tina wasn't uncomfortable with the plug
inside her, but it was definitely an interesting feeling-almost like she
needed to have a bowel movement, but not quite.  Walking was even more
interesting as she felt it moving inside her, and she had trouble
maintaining an even gait across the parking lot into the bar.

   Dan led them straight to the bar itself, taking seats and having Tina
place her purse in an indication that the seat next to her was reserved for
someone.  They all noticed the eyes of men and women following her as they
took their seats.  The bartender took their drink order, and they quickly
downed them.  Once they had, Dan pulled her in for a kiss by the neckline
of her shirt.

   As they pulled apart, they noticed that drinks were back in front of
them.  The bartender advised them that since hers had been provided by the
couple at the end of the bar, he'd taken the liberty of assuming that Dan
would want to "sail until she ran out".

   They couple accepted the drinks, toasting the couple at the end of the
bar in thanks.  "I think you should go over and thank them personally," Dan
told her.  "Flirt a little, be friendly, be open."

   Tina stood from her stool and made her way over.  She introduced
herself, trying to be provacative as she leaned against the bar.  Mike and
Sarah, as their names turned out to be, remarked on how sexy she was.  She
blushed, then started as Mike's hand wrapped around the back of her thigh
and under her skirt a little.

   It lightly stroked as they chatted, with Tina's eyes flitting frequently
to Sarah's as the hand steadily rubbed the inside of her leg, slowly
working its way upward.  Her breast heaved as her shock turned to arousal
at being openly groped in public, and by a stranger.

   It took a few moments to realize that not only was Sarah flirting with
Tina as well, but was aware of Mike's actions.  However, it wasn't until
Mike's thumb had stroked Tina's vulva-eliciting a gasp of both surprise and
pleasure-that Sarah's interest in her became clear.

   "I think that she'd be a tasty treat to share, don't you honey?" came
Sarah's question to Mike.

   Mike's thumb stroked Tina's clit as he answered Sarah, causing Tina's
eyes to flutter in enjoyment.  "I can see you between these legs," he
replied to her.  "Making her squirm and scream all over that tongue of
yours." Suddenly, Tina felt another hand underneath her skirt, this one
tapping the plug in her rear.

   "Maybe another time," came Diana's voice from close against Tina's
shoulder.  Tina felt her lips against her neck as Diana next spoke.  "She's
got another date tonight, unfortunately for you folks.  But I'll give you
my number, and if she doesn't want to, I'll take her place."

   Tina was squirming in pleasure at the sensations from between her legs,
and could smell her own arousal.  Knowing that the others could as well
turned her on further, and she was scarcely aware that Diana was directing
her away from the couple and back towards Dan.  She was partway there
before she realized that Diana was still talking to Mike and Sarah, and
almost disappointed as she took her seat.

   Diana soon joined them.  "Well, the little slut is certainly making a
splash in here," the woman laughed.  Tina blushed at being called the
derogatory name, but felt her excitement level rise even further.  "A
little work and she'll be working the room like an actual whore." Tina
ducked her head this time, even as her body betrayed her enjoyment of the
situation.

   "A couple of more drinks here, then I think we'll see what you can teach
her," Dan told Diane.  Tina squirmed at being talked about like she wasn't
there, and being offered to someone for sexual opportunity like she didn't
get a say in the matter.  The squirming of her bare nether regions against
the plastic seat stimulated her clit, and she gave an involuntary gasp of
pleasure.

   Diane glanced at her, then smiled as she placed one hand against Tina's
bare thigh, the other stroking her engorged nipple through her shirt.  "I
don't know, maybe we should just get out of here," she replied to Dan.

   "Walk back over to that couple and tell them you'll be here tomorrow
after work," Dan instructed her.  "Make it sexy, and give them a kiss along
with your phone number.  And let everyone else get a peak when you slide
off your stool."

   Tina turned, her legs remaining on either side of the stool as she
turned around, then slid off, her skirt catching and flashing her rear and
its embedded jewel as she stood.  She walked back to Mike and Sarah,
leaning over the corner of the bar near them.  She stuck her chest and
derriere out as she smiled at the couple.

   "I've been told to meet you here after work tomorrow," she said.  "My
meetings should be over by 4." With a confidence she didn't expect, she
reached over and took Mike's cell phone from where he'd left it lay on the
bar.  She called her number from his phone so they'd both have it, then
handed it back to him.

   Her fingers brushed his as she did, and she kept the contact as she slid
around the corner, then kept turning until her knees were facing the room.
Tina slid into his lap, his hand landing on her knee and sliding upward to
her bare mound.  Tina pressed her breast into his chest as her head
inclined for a deep kiss.  Mike's fingers slipped into her folds and
gathered some of her wetness, and as Tina ended the kiss rubbed over her
clit again as she slid from his lap.

   Her hand trailing around Mike's chest, shoulder, and back, Tina circled
to Sarah, who not only turned to meet her, but splayed her knees so that
Tina stood between them.  Tina pressed her breasts against the other woman,
who was surprisingly even more petit than Tina.  As Tina kissed her,
Sarah's hands came up and kneaded Tina's breasts through her top, her
fingers finding and pinching the aroused nipples and causing Tina to moan
into the kiss.

   Tina broke it to reach over and retrieve Sarah's phone as well, calling
her own phone again.  Sarah nipped at Tina's neck, her fingers flicking
over the nubs protruding not only through the shields but also her shirt.
Mike's hand slipped back under her skirt and explored her bare rear, then
Tina left with a quick peck at Sarah's lips.

   Rejoining Dan and Diana, the trio left the bar, Dan climbing in the
driver's seat, with Diane pulling Tina into the back seat with her.  As Dan
pulled out of the lot, Diane was already pulling Tina's shirt up.  She
smiled in appreciation as she saw the nipple shields holding Tina's nubs
erect, then lapped at them gently with her tongue before taking one between
her lips and sucking hard Diana's hand squeezed the breast itself, making
Tina moan with delight.

   Diane switched gears, pulling the shirt entirely off Tina and exposing
her to the view of anyone passing by, then pulled her skirt up.  One hand
reached around Tina's back to massage a breast, the other slipping between
Tina's legs to make her splay them.  It then probed at her entrance before
slipping inside.  Tina's eyes locked on Dan's in the rearview mirror as he
drove.

   Diane, meanwhile, was back to suckling the nipple that was nearest her.
As the fingers probed inside her, the thumb began to strum her clit.  The
entire situation had Tina writhing in pleasure, and she soon began to
whimper that pleasure out loud.  The mouth, fingers, and thumb became more
insistent, soon pushing Tina into an orgasm.  It took a few minutes for her
to realize that they'd stopped at an apartment complex, their apparent
destination.

   Diane licked her fingers of Tina's juices before exiting the vehicle. 
After Tina had pulled her shirt back on, she joined Dan and Diana at the
doorway to the building.

   "That's one," Diana whispered with her lips right against Tina's ear. 
"I'm going for one more we let Dan have a crack at you." Her fingers
slipped again under Tina's skirt, deviously finding Tina's hyper-sensitive
clit again and making Tina's eyes roll back in her head in pleasure.  Diane
unlocked the door, then led them to the elevator.

   Once inside, she pushed Tina against the wall of the elevator and
devoured her mouth as she first slapped the button for her floor, then
ripped Tina's shirt up to expose her chest again.  The hand was back
between her legs, the other again attacking a breast, and she spoke into
Tina's mouth.

   "I've been dying to taste you ever since you walked in.  I'm going to
make you beg to be fucked like a bitch in heat, then turn you over to the
first available cock.  And I can tell that you're going to like
every...single...minute of it..."

   The elevator dinged their arrival at Diane's floor, and her fingers
curled into Tina's vagina to lead her out of the elevator and down the
hall. Tina was in ecstasy, both at the sensations arising from her groin
and rear, as well as being treated as a slut to be exposed at whim.

   Once inside, Diane pushed Tina down on the couch and dove face-first
into her crotch.  Soon, Tina was writhing in pleasure at the talented and
obviously experienced tongue.  Soon a finger was being inserted into her,
with the thumb pressing on the plug in her rear.  As Tina again began to
climb towards another orgasm, her own hands went to her breasts to begin
playing with her nipples.

   In only a matter of minutes, Tina was moaning and whimpering again with
pleasure.  Her hips began to buck and writhe, her breaths coming in gasps.
All of a sudden she shrieked, her legs wrapping around the head between
them and pulling it into herself.

   Once she began to calm down again, she realized that she was still
holding Diane's head prisoner and quickly let her go.

   "I knew you were an easy slut the moment I laid eyes on you," Diane said
peering up Tina's body.  "And from the way that Dan was leading you around,
I'll bet your a submissive one as well.  Now, I'm going to bring you just
to the edge until you beg me for him to be able to have him fuck you.  With
that, she dipped her head again and as promised, had Tina right on the edge
of another orgasm.

   This time though, no fingers were inside her, just the tongue on her
clit.  Just as she was reaching a peak, Diane would stop.  She kept this up
for almost half an hour, until Tina began to beg.

   "Please..."

   "'Please' what, slut?" Diane stuck her head up to reply.

   "Please make me cum!"

   "No, that's not what you're supposed to be asking for," Diane answered
her before diving back down to attack her clit.

   "God!  I need to cum!  Please make me cum!"

   "No, you're supposed to beg to be fucked," came the slightly muffled
answer.

   "Please!  Let him have sex with me!"

   "That's still not what you're supposed to say.  Tell me you want his
cock in your cunt.  Tell me you want him to fuck you," Diane said, her full
face appearing again.  Her thumb took the place of her tongue as she
watched Tina's eyes fluttering, rolling back in her head, and her ragged
breathing.

   "I want it!  I want his cock in me!" Tina begged the other woman.

   "Where do you want it?" Diane asked firmly.  "In here?" she inquired as
she tapped the jeweled plug.

   "No!  The other one!"

   "You mean your cunt?"

   "Yes!"

   "Say it."

   "I want it in my cunt."

   "You want what in your cunt?"

   "I want his cock in my cunt!  I need to cum!  I need fucked!" Tina
begged.

   Diane rolled away, and Dan was immediately between her legs, his cock
probing at her entrance.  Suddenly, he was inside, buried to the hilt. 
Tina came almost immediately, with Dan right behind her, filling her with
his load.

   When Tina came down, Diana was undressed and splayed out next to her.

   "My turn," she said.  "Get down there and eat me."

   Tina looked down at Dan, still holding himself into her.

   "Go ahead," he nodded.

   "Once he recovers, he's going to take you from behind.  You ought to be
able to make me cum by the time he does next."

   Tina hesitantly slid off from Dan, then between Diane's legs.  Once
there, she cautiously licked gently at the other woman's damp folds, then
found the nub of engorged clit.

   "That's it baby, eat my cunt...just like that..."

   Tina focused on the nub, flicking her tongue rapidly over it,
occasionally sucking it, sometimes grasping it with her lips to pull it out
from Diane's body.  Without thinking, one of her hands reached up and began
probing at Diane's opening, inserting one, then two fingers.

   Tina curled her fingers, rotating her wrist so that she could try and
find Diane's g-spot.  Diane moaned in pleasure, then Tina felt Dan behind
her, entering her again.  Her own moans joined Diane's, and Tina began to
finger the spongy flesh inside of Diane.  Suddenly Tina found how it felt
to have her leg sandwiched between tightly squeezing thighs as she drew the
orgasm from the other woman.

   Dan grabbed hold of a fistful of Tina's hair, pulling her head up
roughly.

   "Did you enjoy getting another woman off for the first time, my little
cunt-muncher?" he asked her.  "Do you like being a dirty slut, pleasing men
and women both?  Are you going to be a good little sex kitten for me?"

   Tina's vaginal muscles clamped down on the member thrusting deep and
roughly into her.  She enjoyed the rough treatment, so different from what
her former husband had done with her, and she moaned her pleasure.

   "Say it," said Dan.  "Say what you are."

   "I'm a slut," Tina ground out.  "I'm a dirty fuck toy."

   That was enough for Dan to unload inside her again, then collapse
against her.

   Eventually, the all recovered, exchanging one more round of orgasms,
before Dan drove Tina back to her car so she could rest up for work in the
morning, with Dan reminding her to push the envelope in her outerwear and
wear the slutty undergarments beneath.