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 ï>¿Showing Myself by IndianaWoman

   Showing Myself Ch.  06

   Starting to find ways to satisfy my cravings...

   Here's another installment of how my life progressed during the present
after meeting Jim in Chicago.  Those events turned me loose again, and
although I obviously changed the names of the others, everything else is
true to life.  I even used my own real name, since I was naïve when I
started this whole thing.  Anyway, this is how my week went when I got
back:

   When I got back home, all I could think of was Jim and our tryst in
Chicago.  It brought back so many memories, and it was like something was
switched back on inside of me.  It's why I looked up my stories I wrote
here earlier and started furiously typing again.  And, I'm not ashamed to
admit that I have been masturbating almost constantly- when I wake up, when
I go to bed, when I watch TV, always.  Even when I cook, I'm walking around
in panties and a silky t-shirt with no bra, just in case I have the urge to
lean against the counter and take care of myself.

   Several people wrote to me and asked what I look like.  Ok, I guess
there is no harm in that and I'll be completely truthful.  I'm fairly
short, at about 5-2, and weigh about 105.  I have dirty blonde, shoulder
length hair.  I am a 32C, but my breasts look bigger because I have such a
slender figure and narrow shoulders.  I'm told I'm pretty and very cute,
but I can't judge that myself.  I always get compliments on my butt, which
I guess is a good thing.  I look younger that I am, because I've always
worked out and take care of myself and I have good genes, I guess.  Hope
you aren't disappointed and was expecting something else!

   Anyway, Jim and I constantly texted and called each other day and night
since we met.  I wanted to send him a few romantic pics, but nothing came
out right.  Selfies looked dumb, and when I set the timer on the phone, it
looked rushed.

   So, one evening I was outside trying to cook something on the grill and
I couldn't get it lit, and saw my neighbor's son in the backyard.  He is
23, is home from college, and I have known him for a few years.  He has
helped me on occasion with my car and shoveling snow and things like that,
and is a nice guy.  So, I asked him to look at my grill, and in minutes he
had it working again.  We started talking, and I brought up my recent trip
to Chicago.  His name is Mike.

   "Mike, I met this amazing guy in Chicago, and we really hit it off!  We
talk all the time, and might meet again next week!"

   "That's great Jennifer, you deserve that.  You're so cool."

   "Aww, thank you, but I'm over 30 years older than you so I don't see how
you think I'm cool, but I'll take it.  But I was wondering if you could do
me one more favor.  Could you take some pics of me so I can send him one?"

   "Sure, you want me to use your phone?"

   "Yes, take a pic of me out here sitting in lounge chair.  I'll hold a
glass of wine and try to look sexy.  Can you do that?"

   I hadn't planned this in advance, but I do think I really looked pretty
sexy sitting there.  I was wearing a pink t-shirt and tight white shorts
that contrasted so well with my tanned legs, and Mike took a few pics.  I
sent one to Jim immediately, and kissed Mike on the cheek and told him I'd
call if I needed more.  But when I went back in to get the veggies I was
going to grill, I realized how exciting it was to have a man take a picture
of me like that!  I looked through the patio door and didn't see anyone
within view, and leaned against the wall while pushing my shorts down to my
knees.  I slipped my hands into my panties and I was already dripping wet.
I started playing, all the while wishing that Mike would come back and say
he forgot something and catch me like this.  Of course, I wouldn't be able
to stop even if he did come back, and I'd keep on pleasuring myself while
he watched.  But I can do whatever I want in my own house anyway, right?

   That night I was lying in bed texting Jim, and of course I was slowly
masturbating as we teased each other.  Then, I started thinking how hot it
would be if Mike was there watching me and taking pics of me so I could
send one to Jim.  I spun around so I was facing the dresser mirror and
looked at myself.  As I had started doing many years ago after advice from
Monika, my lips were shaved smooth and were accentuated by the soft brown
hair above.  My breasts still looked great, and they gently jiggled back
and forth with my gyrations between my legs.  Looking at myself in the
mirror, I saw what countless men had seen over the years and understood
what turned them on so much.  I started talking out loud, imagining that
Mike was outside my open window and could hear me.

   "Mike, could you take a few pics like this?  Jim would really like one.
Imagine that just a few days ago, he was giving me soft kisses up the
inside of these thighs, just before he kissed my pussy.  I can't wait to
see him again!  Can you see how wet I am?  Watch my middle finger as it
slides through me and then glides over my clitoris.  I wish you could know
how that feels."

   I rubbed myself harder and texted Jim quickly that I was about to cum,
and wished he could see me.  Within seconds, my body was heaving on the
bed, and I quickly brought my fingers to my mouth.  I told Jim that I was
tasting myself and I wish I was tasting his fingers instead!  Also, at that
moment, I knew I had to start feeding my exhibitionist tendencies again.

   The next day I saw Mike again as he was about to get in his car and
drive off.  I called over and said, "Mike, your pictures were perfect!  Jim
said I looked so sexy sitting there!  Can you come over later and take some
more?"

   "Sure, what time?  Wait, here's my number, you just let me know.  I
should be back by six."

   I know I'm going to hell for this, but I was already planning to be a
little naughty with Mike.  I can't help it!  When he was taking my pictures
the previous day, I felt something stirring inside of me.  I wanted him to
look at me and desire me, like the men did many years ago.

   Finally he texted and said he could come over anytime after seven.  So,
I got ready for him, and I really didn't think I would go through with it
since he did live next door and I didn't want to create an awkward
situation.  Anyway, I decided to wear the same lime green panties that I
wore that time when Jim came on them the first time he came to my room, and
also a pretty white bra.  I was wearing the same tight white shorts as
yesterday, and this time I had on a white button up blouse.

   Soon the door bell rang, and Mike walked in.  He really is a sweet guy,
and I had to tread lightly.  I started off by telling him what I wanted.

   "Ok Mike, I want to send Jim a few risquÃ(C) pics this time.  Do you
mind?  You won't be embarrassed?  I just want to feel sexy.  I'm older now,
you know.  When people are your age, they are always sexy.  But not me." I
was really pouring it on, trying to draw sympathy.  If he only knew I had
already rubbed by pussy against the counter I was leaning against just two
hours ago!

   "Of course Jennifer, I'll do anything you want.  Nothing wrong with
feeing sexy!  And trust me, you are a babe, really!"

   "Yeah, ok, whatever.  Here, take my phone and take some pics.  Oh, and
by the way, this is between us, right?  You aren't going to tell all your
friends about me are you?  That would be so immature, and humiliating for
me."

   "Honest Jenn, I won't.  This is between us, I promise."

   I leaned against the countertop and gave Mike my innocent look and he
took a few pics like this.  I poured a couple of glasses of wine and tried
to get him to relax.  We talked and joked around, and then I said I wanted
him to take more pics while I looked more demure.  I only had a vague clue
what that meant, but he seemed convinced.

   He stood back, and I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse,
spreading it out a bit so my bra was a little bit visible.  Mike replied,
"Nice!", and I told him to keep talking pics until I say stop.  I leaned
back and pushed my shoulders back to make my breasts stick out, and let my
hands caress my midsection.  I could tell that Mike was doing his best to
take pics, and I decided to just let myself go.

   I moved my hands down to my shorts, and opened the button and pushed the
zipper down.  I folded the front open so you could see the color of my
panties, and Mike said, "You sure you want me to keep going?" I nodded yes,
and Mike got on his knees so he could get shots from different angles.

   I unbuttoned my blouse completely and opened it slightly.  I slid my
hands into my shorts, and slowly pushed them down just over the widest part
of my hips.  I looked down at Mike, and could see that he had an erection,
so I guess I didn't look too bad after all!  I told him to take a few shots
like this, and then I pulled my shorts up and buttoned my blouse.

   "So Mike, think Jim will be impressed?  I'm sorry if I made you
uncomfortable, but my bra and panties are really no different than a
bathing suit, right?"

   "You didn't make me uncomfortable at all, Jenn.  You really are quite
beautiful.  I was glad to help."

   I thought to myself, "Yeah, I bet you were.  You probably can't wait to
get back to your house so you can take out your cock and take care of
business."

   But, I didn't say that.  Instead, I said, "Speaking of bathing suits, I
could have sworn a couple of years ago when I was outside sunbathing that
you were looking over the fence checking me out.  Maybe you remember the
dark blue bikini?"

   "No Jenn, I never peeked on you."

   "Mike, I know you're lying.  I saw you.  Tell me, did you like how I
looked?"

   Mike hesitated, and said, "Yeah, I looked.  You really are hot.  Even
the girls I date kind of look like you."

   "Oh, that is so sweet!  You are great for my ego.  Come over and sit
down and we'll finish our wine, and I'll send one of the pics to Jim and
see what he thinks."

   We sat down, and I messaged Jim.  Within a minute, he responded and
said, "Wow!  I even recognize the panties!  So hot!"

   I told Mike what he said, and he just said, "See?  I told you, you are a
babe."

   Then Jim texted again, saying, "By the way, who took the pic?"

   Oh no, I hadn't thought about that!  I told Mike what he said, and
obviously he was feeling the wine.  "Just tell him your hot stud neighbor
came over for some wine and couldn't help himself."

   "Yeah, right Mike.  I'm going to tell him a girlfriend stopped over and
took the pics.  I won't mention anything about the college kid that got a
hard-on looking at me."

   So I texted Jim and he laughed and said he assumed that anyway, and that
he would be in Chicago again next week just in case I could arrange a trip
too.  Oh my god, I was definitely going to make that happen!

   Mike and I chatted some more and finished our wine, and then I told him
that now that I had his number to expect me to have him over for another
photo session.  Oh, and I pointed down to his pants and said, "Make sure
you take care of that when you get home.  I don't want you knocking over a
table lamp or something."

   He was embarrassed and mumbled something, and I laughed inside.  Poor
guy!

   I went to bed, and you know by now what I did.  It was my fifth orgasm
of the day, and I can't imagine anyone else not doing the same thing. 
Maybe they do, but won't admit it like I do!

   The next day, I really tried to have some self-control, but at noon when
I took a break from work, I texted Mike.  "Can you stop by tonight?  I want
to send Jim another pic, OK?"

   "Sure, around 8?"

   "Sounds like a plan, see you then!"

   I couldn't wait, and even at work I was soaking wet just imagining Mike
looking it me.  I even went to the store and bought some bright red panties
and bra, just to have something new for Jim to look at in my pics.

   At exactly 8, the doorbell rang and I let Mike in.  This time I gave him
a friendly peck on his lips, and I sensed that he noticed the dynamic
changing.

   "Ok Mike, this time I want to take it a little further.  If this is too
uncomfortable for you, just say so."

   "No Jenn, we're cool, I'm glad to help out.  I want you to be happy."

   Yeah, the only happiness he's thinking of is right in his pants.  If
there is anything I know, it's how men think.

   Anyway, we started the routine and I handed him a glass of wine.  I told
him I wanted to send Jim a series of pics that showed what my evenings were
like while I was thinking of him.

   First, I curled up in my easy chair and held Mike's phone, pretending to
be anxiously waiting to hear from Jim.  Next, I started running my hands
over my thighs in obvious frustration.

   "Mike, do I look sexy acting like this?  What if you weren't just a
friend taking pictures, would you like looking at me anyway?"

   "Oh yeah, you look amazing Jenn, really!"

   "Tell me Mike, did you, you know, masturbate after you went home last
night?  Please tell me you did.  I felt so foolish after you left, trying
to act sexy in front of someone like you."

   Mike hesitated, and finally said, "Yeah, I thought of you.  You really
are beautiful."

   I smiled and stood up, and pulled by shirt up over my head and sat back
down in my red bra and tight jeans.  "What about now?  Tell me what you
see." I was thinking about how the men used to look at me in the theater. I
was starting to feel that power!  But not in a bad way.  I really just
wanted Mike to desire me and excite him.

   "Uh, I see a beautiful woman sitting in a chair in front of me."

   "God Mike, you must have gotten a D in College Comp 101.  Tell me what
you really see and think."

   "You really are lovely.  I see your flat stomach, and I love the way
your breasts are pushed out from your bra.  Your hair falling over your
cheeks down to your shoulders make you even more sexy.  Jeez, I can't
believe I'm talking like this."

   "Relax Mike, you should start talking to all of your many girlfriends
like this.  Trust me, they will love it."

   "I don't have a lot of girlfriends, but I'm seeing a girl, and we'll
meet up again when school starts."

   "Oh, really?  Tell me what she looks like.  Don't leave out a thing. 
I'll level with you Mike, I'm an exhibitionist and am very visual.  I want
to know everything."

   "Well, she's kind of short like you, blonde, shorter hair, kind of a
round butt like you, smaller breasts but really perky."

   "What color are her eyes?"

   "Uh, I don't know."

   "Mike, you need to know that!  I guarantee she knows what color your
eyes are.  But since you are just being superficial, tell me if she dresses
sexy.  Has she ever worn a bra like I'm wearing?"

   "Not really, she usually wears a sports bra."

   I immediately thought of Monika and how she helped me.  I said to Mike,
"We'll talk about this later, but I want to meet her and teach her a few
things.  Now, tell me if she ever acted like this."

   I stood and pushed my jeans to the floor and kicked them across the
room. All Mike could see was my petite figure in red bra and panties, and
after letting him look in stunned silence, I sat back down with my legs
crossed.

   "Well?"

   "No, she's usually lounging around in sweats doing homework or
something."

   "You know how I looked when I was doing homework and expecting my
boyfriend to come over?  I would tell you, but I think you know.  Now, take
some more pictures for Jim."

   I acted as sexy as I could, rubbing my hands over my body, and never
looking into the camera.  I pulled one bra cup away from my breast and
caressed the nipple before letting it fall back into place.'

   "Keep taking shots.  Just tell me to stop if you feel weird."

   He took maybe a dozen shots, and I started talking to him again.

   "You said your girlfriend had perky breasts.  So they are small and
stand out?  Describe her body, tell me how she likes to be touched.  I
assume you're having sex.  I want every detail."

   "Yeah, they are small with nice nipples, and barely move even when she's
jogging.  I would say her butt is her best feature, and I love holding it
when she is on top of me when having sex."

   "Does she shave or is she natural?  Describe her pussy.  I'm sure you've
seen enough porn to know they are all different."

   "Wow, you sure are full of questions.  She's shaved smooth.  I would say
that her pussy lips are thick, and she has no problem getting wet.  Enough
detail for you?"

   "Not bad Mike.  Ok, you know what I would love?  I would like to finish
removing my clothes so you can look at me and fantasize about me.  Or, we
can just call it a night.  Your choice."

   Mike thought for a moment, and said, "I don't want you to do something
you might regret.  Maybe I should leave."

   "Oh Mike, you're such a gentleman.  I like that.  But I promise I will
have no regrets.  Tell you what, I'll start undressing very seductively,
and you can either stay or let yourself out.  But at least make a video of
me until you leave, OK?"

   I relaxed and started rubbing my breasts, knowing that even though I'm
older than his girlfriend, he will like them.  I slipped one hand into my
panties and barely touched my clitoris, while the other pushed the bra
straps down off my shoulders.  I brought my fingers to my lips, and savored
my wetness.

   I stood up and reached around my back and unsnapped my bra, and let it
fall to the floor.  I cupped my breasts and looked at them, and then sat
back down.

   "Is this what you were imagining that my breasts looked like when you
peeked at me when I was sunbathing?"

   "You're amazing Jenn, even better than I imagined."

   "You know, I won't mind at all if you want to rub yourself through your
jeans.  In fact, it would be great for my ego to see you get excited."

   Mike brought his hand down to his crotch, and he gripped his cock though
his jeans and then released it.

   "Are you really hard, Mike?  You can't tell, but I am so wet right now.
I have to do something about it."

   I lifted my butt off the chair and slipped my panties off, and revealed
by nakedness to Mike.

   "As you can see Mike, I like the natural look.  You like?  Or should I
shave too?"

   "I love it.  I'm going to suggest to my girlfriend that she should give
it a try for a few weeks."

   "Do you like my tan lines?  I am totally white where I wear my bikini. I
heard that men are turned on by tan lines.  Is that true?"

   "Oh yeah, it's so hot!"

   "Continue taking a video of me Mike, I'm going to stop talking now and
start playing.  Again, you can leave if you want."

   Obviously Mike stayed where he was, and I brought my hand down to my
pussy.  I was so wound up at this point that I just had to get myself off.
I ran my fingers through my wet lips and then rubbed them back and forth
over my clitoris.  My nipples responded, and stuck out from my breasts.  I
pulled at one and let it snap back, and Mike groaned.  I slid down into the
chair a little more and threw one leg up on the arm of the chair and opened
myself up so Mike could see everything.

   "You know what I would really love?  If I was doing this, and you
brought your girlfriend over to meet me but saw what I was doing through
the patio door, and just watched.  You think she would like that?  I know I
would love it if I stumbled on to you two and she was on top of you with
those perky breasts sticking out."

   Mike was rubbing himself, but was able to continue with the video.  I
sensed his discomfort, so offered him a way out.

   "You know Mike, I wouldn't care if you took your cock out and stroked
it. There will be no touching between us, but we've gone this far.  No
pressure, just do what you want.  I'm going to keep going until I get off."

   I resumed my play, and Mike looked at the lamp on the table beside him
and carefully leaned my phone against it so it would continue recording. 
He opened his jeans and his cock popped it.  I've seen a lot of cocks in my
life, and could see that he had nothing to worry about in that department.

   "Go ahead Mike, I want to see your hand stroke it.  Do you and your
girlfriend ever masturbate together like this?  You should, it's so
erotic."

   He said no, and that he didn't think she would like it, and started
moving his hand up and down as I've seen so many men do in the past.  I'm
so glad that men still like to look at me, especially a young guy like
Mike!

   I was running my hand over myself and bringing myself close to the edge,
and then backing off.  I told Mike that I could cum anytime, but that I'd
wait for him.

   "I like watching you Mike.  How often do you masturbate?  Do you cum a
lot?  Does your girlfriend like your cum?  Does she suck your cock?  I know
I would if I was your girlfriend.  Tell me what you do with her and by
yourself."

   "I masturbate every day I guess, sometimes twice, and I guess I cum a
lot.  My girlfriend will suck my cock, but she isn't really into it and
would never want me to cum in her mouth.  I have cum on her before, but she
really isn't into that either and always keeps a towel handy."

   "She has a lot to learn, Mike, but give her time.  Be honest with her,
and say how hot it looks to see your cum dripping from her breasts.  I know
I get hot even imagining her perky breasts covered with cum, and I'm not
even a lesbian.  Are you close Mike?"

   "Yeah, where do you want me to cum?"

   "Well, not on the carpet and not in the kitchen sink.  Tell you what,
since you've behaved and helped me out, when you are ready just step over
here and cum in my hand.  I want to see it up close."

   With that, I started convulsing with an incredibly intense orgasm.  Mike
was also on the verge and stood up and I held my hand out.  He carefully
aimed for my palm, and true to his word he did cum a lot, and I had a palm
full by the time he squeezed the last drops out.

   "Oh my, that was so hot Mike.  Tell me, would your girlfriend do this?"
I lifted my hand to my mouth and let his cum flow onto my tongue.  I
swallowed, and then licked up the remaining cum left on my hand.

   "No, that would be the furthest thing from her mind.  But that was
amazing.  You really like the taste?"

   "Oh yes, and in fact I like it so much that whenever you are at home
taking care of business, just text me to see what I'm up to and maybe you
can give me many more tastes.  I would like that.  I have so many ideas. 
Maybe I'll text you once just before I get in the shower, and you can
pretend to be a voyeur."

   "Are you serious?  I'm going to wear out your number.  I can do it again
right now if you want."

   Wow, young guys are incredible!  I told him to get completely undressed
like I was, and stand a few feet from me and watch me.  He did as he was
told, and soon his hand was stroking his hard cock again.  I started a
dialog to make him feel good.

   "This is so hot, Mike.  I love the way you touch yourself.  I'll be
honest, I masturbate four or five times a day, but having someone like you
watch me is a hundred times better than all alone.  Oh, the stories I could
tell!"

   Mike increased the speed of his masturbation, and I responded in kind.

   "Do you think we can time our orgasms together again?  And, I want your
cum in my hand again, ok?"

   Before those words got past my lips, I started orgasming.  I slid off
the chair and knelt in front of him, and held out one hand while the other
continued in a blur on my clitoris.  One problem with masturbating five
times a day is that it takes more and more pressure each time.

   Mike stopped stroking and once again aimed his cock at my hand.  It
wasn't as much as the first time, but still impressive.  This time, I
dipped my tongue into the little puddle and swallowed some of it, and then
finished licking it from my hand.

   "Whew, that was intense.  You ok Mike?  I want you to text your
girlfriend that you want to cum in her hand and watch her lick it up."

   "Yeah, right, if I do that I'll be looking for a new girlfriend.  Maybe
I do need to bring her by sometime if she ever visits, and you can tell her
yourself."

   I watched him get dressed while I remained naked, and I thanked him
profusely.  As he was about to leave, I gave him another kiss on the lips,
and said I hoped to hear from him soon.



   Showing Myself Ch.  07

   Mike's girlfriend and I spend the day together.

   The next day I texted Mike again and said we needed to talk, and to come
over whenever he could that night.

   "Is everything OK Jenn?  I hope you don't regret anything.  I shouldn't
have let it get out of hand."

   "Nice choice of words Mike, but no, it's all fine.  I just want to
talk."

   "Ok, 8 o'clock again?"

   "Sounds good.  Oh, and bring some pics of your girlfriend.  No bad
intentions, just curious."

   Like the previous night, Mike walked in right on time.  Probably I was
dressing too young for a woman my age, but I don't care.  I was wearing a
cute little t-shirt, and the tightest jeans I had.  Underneath I had on a
see through bra and panties that left little to the imagination.

   "Hi Mike, hope I didn't scare you last night.  But you're here, so I
guess I didn't.  Anyway, I wanted to ask if we could come to an agreement.
You can say yes or no, but either way this cannot be discussed outside."

   "Of course Jenn, I won't say a word.  What's up?"

   "Ok, last night I said I was an exhibitionist, right?  Do you know what
that is?  It isn't bad, at least the way I do it.  It's only in an
environment where people expect it and enjoy it.  Well, maybe you didn't
expect it last night, but you enjoyed it, right?"

   "Yeah, I did, a lot."

   "Well, I could tell you a lot of stories, but for now all I can say is
that it is an incredible turn-on for me to undress or pleasure myself in
front of people.  Most of the time I don't even look at them in the eye,
because it's even more of a thrill when I give them the feeling that I
don't even care that they are there.  I know that doesn't make sense, but
that's what I feel."

   "That's ok, I don't judge.  So what do you want from me?"

   "I want you to be my confidant.  When I lived in Europe, they were far
more liberal with sex, and there weren't cameras everywhere back then.  I
could lay in the park and read a book and slip my hand in my jeans and
masturbate at the same time, hoping someone would watch, but I never
worried that someone would call the police.  I could be trying on a dress
in the store, and strip down to my bra and panties right in the racks while
hoping someone would see me.  Or I could be in a dark movie theater and
undress completely and masturbate.  It's so hard to explain why I like it
so much, but I do."

   "I guess we all have our kinks, but from what I know about you, you are
super smart and nice, so why not?"

   "Thank you for understanding.  So, this is what I want from you: I want
you to help me expose myself in a way that works in peaceful midwestern
Indiana.  I know, it won't be like the old days, but I'll take what I can
get."

   I picked up a video camera from my desk and showed it to Mike.  I
explained his first task.

   "This is what I want you to do first.  I want you to make some videos of
me and take lots of pictures.  I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. 
Then, I want to put them in a folder on my PC called "Photos for Jim". 
Next, I want you to find a friend that knows something about computers and
say I need help installing a printer.  When you bring him over, I won't be
home, but I'll text you and tell you to just let yourself in.  When you
start looking at my computer, I want you to see the folder and tell your
friend to open it.  I want you to look at the pictures, and you have to act
surprised too.  Is that too crazy?"

   "Wow, you're too much!  You really want me to do that?  What if he says
something?  I would never say anything, but what about him?"

   "You know how many people have seen me naked and never said anything?  I
have my ways, and I'll handle your friend.  Just go along with it.  Do you
know anyone or not?"

   "Yeah, I know a guy.  He's cool, and would come over.  But I'm not sure
about this."

   "Text him right now and ask him.  Better yet, call him."

   Mike called his friend, and luckily he answered the phone.  As soon as
Mike started talking, I pulled my top off and started gently rubbing my
nipples through my sheer bra.  It was kind of fun to watch Mike try to stay
focused and talk about computers!  He started asking his friend if he could
come over sometime.

   "Dude, she's my neighbor and she's older and doesn't know anything about
computers and can't get her new printer connected.  I'm already fixing her
grill and her car and her lawn mower, and I'm tapped out.  She's cool
though, and you could fix it in two seconds."

   I thought to myself, "She's old and doesn't know anything about
computers??  Oh boy Mike, you just wait."

   I stood up in front of Mike and pushed my jeans down.  I slipped one leg
free and opened my legs, and pushed my panties to the side and showed him
my pussy.

   I whispered while he was talking, "Is this body too old for you?  Maybe
I need to learn computers so you think I'm hot."

   He waved me off and tried to talk, but I continued.  By now not only was
I exposing myself to Mike, but his friend was an unknowing participant.  I
was soaking wet, and ran my fingers through my pussy and rubbed a finger
over Mike's lips.  I whispered, "Does your girlfriend do that?"

   Of course I really wasn't mad at what he said, but I used it as a way to
be bad.  I fell back in my lounge chair and pushed my panties down to my
knees and started rubbing myself.

   Mike was getting really uncomfortable, and I whispered that he should
take his cock out.  He pointed to the phone and whispered, "No!"

   I heard him say that his friend should text him and set up a time next
week and they would take care of the printer then.  He laid his phone down,
and looked at me.

   "I couldn't take my cock out while I'm on the phone with Kyle!  That's
too weird!"

   "Oh God, like he's sitting right here.  You know how many conference
calls I've had from home where I undressed and played with my pussy during
the whole boring conversation?"

   "Oh, it's probably in the hundreds.  But you're different from everybody
else."

   "Oh really?  I'll bet your girlfriend has done it, or wants to do it,
but you would make her feel silly for even thinking about it."

   "Hey, it isn't my fault!  She's just that way!  She would never do
that!"

   "Oh, yeah she would.  Mike, get on your knees and crawl over here."

   I was still in the lounge chair with no bra and my panties around my
knees.  I didn't ask him to crawl to be mean, but to make a point.  He came
over within a couple of feet of me.

   "Look at me Mike.  You see how wet I am?  Watch my fingers slip through
my pussy.  Did you ever ask your girlfriend to do that while you watch? 
She would love to do it, even if she doesn't know it yet.  Oh, and you
haven't even told me her name."

   "It's Kari, and you don't know her.  She wouldn't do that."

   "Show me her picture."

   He took out his phone, and produced a pic of a pretty girl exactly how
he described.  She was standing there with her hands in her pockets and
smiling like the girl next door.

   "Mike, I know that type.  She wants to be desired and you aren't doing
it because she thinks you would think she's being silly if she acts like
me. Do you ever have phone sex?"

   "No, she wouldn't do that either."

   "Oh God Mike, did you ever ask her?  You are hopeless.  Hold on, let's
try something."

   I texted Jim and asked him if he was alone and in a convenient place for
some phone fun.  In a minute or so, he texted back that he was.

   "Ok Mike, Jim and I are going to have phone sex.  I'm going to tell him
what I wish he would do to me, and I want you to do what I tell him to do.
Can you manage that?"

   "I don't know if I can do that....."

   "Yes you can.  I'm calling him now."

   Jim answered, and I said, "Sorry to bother you, but I need you so bad.
Do you mind?  It shouldn't take long, I already got a head start."

   Mike watched me and could only hear one side of the conversation.

   "I'm already undressed and sitting in the living room.  I can imagine
you sitting with me right now." I winked at Mike and smiled.

   "Jim, do me a favor and take your cock out?  Are you hard?"

   I pointed at Mike and motioned that he should pull out his cock.

   "Jim, I need to tease my nipples while I play with myself, so I'm going
to put you on speaker.  Let me lay the phone down.......There, that's
better.  Slide your jeans down and tell me how hard you are."

   Mike just shook his head, but slid his jeans down and let his cock
spring to full mast.  God, I love that look!  And I loved this feeling. 
Mike was watching me, and somehow Jim was there too, and I was enjoying
them both.

   "Take your shirt off and describe our first night together after you
came up to my room.  Remember that?"

   Mike removed his shirt and was sitting there naked with his hand around
his cock.  He heard Jim's reply.

   "Yeah, I came up and you laid on the bed and asked me to stand there and
watch you.  Then you told me to take your panties and wrap them around my
cock and stoke myself and pretend I was inside you."

   I tossed my panties to Mike, and made a jacking off motion.

   "Exactly, that was so hot!  Then we did some other things, and then how
did we finish the evening?"

   "You put your panties back on and asked me to cum on them so you could
feel my cum while you slept."

   "Oh God Jim, I'm going to put my panties back on right now and rub
myself and imagine you're going to do that again.  Are you stroking your
cock?  How close are you?"

   I motioned to Mike to give my panties back and to come closer.  I said
to Jim, "I put them back on Jim, and my knees are spread wide.  They are
very shear, and you would be able to see everything.  I want you to cum.  I
want you to soak them so I can feel you cling to me tonight."

   "You are something else Jennifer.  I wish I was there too."

   "That's what I like to hear.  Are you ready?  I can cum anytime."

   Mike had increased his tempo while listening to us.  I looked at him in
the eye, and then pointed at his cock and then to my panties.  He
understood what I wanted, and kneeled in front of me.

   "Are you ready Jim?  I want you to shoot your cum while I imagine you
are coating me.  You ready?"

   "Yeah, here it cums!"

   Mike ramped up his stroking and then stopped.  The first burst hit me
square in the pubic area, exactly how I wanted.  He inched a little closer
and although some of the second stream went a little bit above the
waistline, most of it hit its mark.  He squeezed out the rest in a little
puddle.

   "Oh Jim, I can imagine your cum right now!  It's like you are here!"

   "I can't wait to do this in person, Jennifer.  Do you think next week
will still work?  I'll head to Chicago on Monday."

   "I'll drive up on Tuesday.  And you know what else I like, Jim?  Our
little evenings at the hotel bar and restaurant.  It's so romantic!  I
can't wait!"

   "Same here, Jenn.  I'm going to clean up now and get some dinner.  Can't
very well go out looking like this."

   "Well, unlike you, I'm going to stay just like this, wearing nothing but
my panties and imagining they're wet with your cum.  You owe me the real
thing next week.  See you then!"

   I ended the call, and looked at Mike.

   "Not bad, Mike, and I can tell you liked it too.  Hard to fake that! 
So, would Kari beg you to cum on her like that so she could feel your cum
on her pussy as she fell asleep?  I find it incredibly intimate."

   "She never mentioned anything like that.  Like I said, she usually just
wipes it up with a towel."

   I let my finger swirl through his cum just like the previous week with
Jim.

   "I'll have to put some thought into that.  You are a very erotic guy
when I can get you to loosen up.  Was that fun?  What was the biggest
turn-on?"

   "The fact that you weren't naked."

   "That's exactly how it is for me too.  I also got off on the feeling
that I was slipping on the same panties that were wrapped around your cock
moments before.  And that we were being naughty while Jim was practically
in the room."

   "Yeah, what about that?  I already feel like a creep doing what I'm
doing because of Kari.  You don't?"

   "Well, it's complicated.  He is very handsome, very sweet and nice, but
he is too young for me.  He'll find someone else, and that's ok, I want him
to because he deserves it.  With you, I said in the beginning there would
be no contact, and I don't count cum as contact.  I probably wouldn't tell
Kari that it technically isn't sex to just masturbate and shoot cum on
another woman, but you know what I mean.  You enjoy yourself nevertheless,
right?"

   "Oh yeah, you're amazing!"

   "Do you ever perform oral on Kari?  Does she like it?"

   "Yes, that is something she likes.  Do you like it?"

   "I love it!  If you weren't seeing anyone, I'd have you taste me right
now, but the next best option is imagining you doing that to Kari.  I wish
I could watch, which brings up an idea.  You told me she doesn't come up
here to visit because it's awkward in your house and she doesn't like to
stay there, but you know what?  I'm going to Chicago on Tuesday and will be
gone all week, and you two could stay in my guestroom and have the house to
yourself.  If she came up a couple days early, I'd even take her shopping
and out for drinks as a girls day out.  It would be so fun!  And maybe I
could get a feel for what's in her head when it comes to sex."

   "That is so cool that you would offer that!  I'll call her right now? 
But please, don't distract me."

   He called her, and I just couldn't help it.  The thought that I could
even hear her voice ever so slightly made it seem like she was right there.
Mike was sitting down, and I stepped over to him and massaged my nipples
and showed him how wet I was as he asked her if she could come visit.

   "Yeah, I help her out once in a while and we were talking about school
and stuff and she asked why you never come visit, and after explaining the
whole thing about my parents she said it is no problem to stay at her
place. You would really like her."

   I slipped my finger through my pussy lips and bent over and whispered to
Mike as I touched him on the lips, "Who tastes better?"

   He gave me a look that could kill, and I whispered, "Tell her you're
naked and masturbating right now."

   "Hey Kari, that's awesome!  I'll text Jennifer right now, before she
goes to bed.  She's older, and her porch light goes out at nine, right
after the lottery numbers are drawn.  Love you, and can't wait to see you."

   He looked at me with a grin, and said, "No contact, remember?  You can't
even smack me."

   I was starting to really like Mike.  He is kind of like Jim, which made
me kind of sad.  All the guys my age are so serious, but I want someone
playful and joking around!  Even Jim, who is so quiet on the outside, can
be so witty.  I love that!

   "No Mike, I can't smack you, but don't worry, I'll get you back when you
least expect it.  So she is coming up?"

   "Yep, she'll arrive on Sunday.  Is that ok?"

   "I guess so, although it means I have to give you a break on Saturday
from stroking that big, giant, humongous cock of yours so you can still
satisfy her."

   "Oh boy, are you mad because I made you seem old?  I just didn't want
her to think you're hot or anything."

   "Well, that was the second time tonight you said I was old.  I'm going
to have so much fun proving you wrong.  But, I'm going to let you make up
for it a little bit.  I haven't cum yet, and now I want you to sit back
like Jim did and stroke your cock and cum all over your stomach while I
watch."

   This was kind of like the old days in the theater when I would be
sitting back naked with a guy in front of me stroking his cock.  I slid my
hand inside my panties and Mike could see me massage myself in a circular
motion.  He slid forward in his chair, and his hand slid up and down on his
cock.  I knew it would take him a little longer because he just came, but
that was ok with me.  I decided to get him going with some sex talk.

   "Imagine Kari was beside me right now, telling you that you are so bad
for not telling her about me sooner.  Her leg is draped over mine, and we
are both rubbing ourselves.  Are our pussies similar, or different?"

   "Uh, they are similar."

   "Does she get really wet?"

   "I would say so.  I'm not an expert like you."

   "Does she like sucking your cock?"

   "She does it, but I think only because I like it."

   "Oh, that's too bad.  I love doing it.  If we didn't have our no contact
agreement, I would be going down on you right now.  I'll make sure I have a
cucumber here and I'll give her some pointers."

   "Please don't, she's really nice."

   "Well, I'm really nice too, but I still love sex.  I'll bet she is
playing with herself right now and wishing that her hot boyfriend was more
wild.  She and I have so much to talk about.  You have to trust me."

   I told Mike to stroke harder, as I was about to cum.  His hand sped up,
and soon I was completely naked and I had two fingers rubbing myself hard,
and I told him to shoot anytime.  He started to stand up, but I told him I
wanted him to shoot all over his stomach.  I was quite pleased with myself
for getting two attractive guys to do that for me tonight!

   I didn't think he would manage such an impressive orgasm so soon, but he
drenched himself as I came along with him.  His stomach was coated with
cum, and I could see his cock start to soften, and I wished that had been
my lips making him cum.

   He asked for a towel, and I told him no, that too many guys act like cum
is radioactive and that's probably where Kari learned it.  Sex should not
be so clinical!  I told him that if he was my boyfriend, I would be running
my tongue through it and tasting it and savoring it.  But since I'm not,
he'll just have to get dressed and go home with cum all over himself.

   The next day I asked Mike to come over again and take pictures and
videos as we discussed.  I won't go into every detail, but I can say that I
tried on a lot of different lingerie, and we made a lot of very intimate
pictures and videos.  We transferred them to my PC just like we talked
about, and we were all ready for Kyle whenever he was able to come over.  I
couldn't wait for the moment when I knew a total stranger was looking at my
intimate pictures!  But aside from that, I was far more excited about the
next day, because Kari was arriving.........

   On Sunday, Mike texted me that Kari would arrive around noon, and then
would come over after visiting with his parents for a bit.  Soon I saw her
car leave their driveway and pull into mine.  Kari jumped out and I could
see that she was absolutely adorable!  She had on jeans shorts and a
t-shirt, and her cute little butt swayed back and forth as they walked up
to my door.  I was in my breakfast nook having a cup of coffee, when Mike
let themselves in.

   I stood up and walked over to Kari and said, "Hi, I'm Jennifer, I've
heard so much about you!  And Mike was right, you have the most beautiful
green eyes!"

   She looked at Mike and said, "You remembered I had green eyes?  That is
so sweet", and gave him a big hug.  I smirked at Mike, knowing we were
thinking the same thing.

   We chatted for a while, and Kari said, "The way Mike described you, I
expected an old grandma.  But you are awesome, and it's so thoughtful that
you offered to let us stay here."

   "Well, Mike certainly has a way with words.  But I think you're awesome
too, and I would like to ask you something." I could see Mike cringe, and I
loved it!

   "Tomorrow Mike has to work, so I was wondering if you would like to have
a girls day together.  I thought we could start with coffee, then go
shopping, and then go out to a little pub for mojitos or whatever and have
fun.  It would all be my treat.  I would like to spoil you for a day."

   "Oh, that is so nice, but I can't let you do that after all you have
done already!"

   "Listen, when I was 20 or so, I had a friend that was older than me, and
she took me out for lunch and shopping and she taught me a lot and we had
so much fun.  I never had a daughter, and it would be my pleasure to return
the favor to you.  My friend would be so happy for us both.  Someday you
can pay it forward to someone else, OK?"

   "Well, I can hardly say no to that.  But you don't have to buy me
anything, and coffee would be great.  I can't wait!"

   The three of us chatted throughout the evening, and I really liked Kari.
Not in a totally sexual way exactly, because I'm not a lesbian, but I
confess I was undressing her with my eyes and imagining her laying on the
bed in my guestroom.  Ok, I lied, maybe it was a little bit sexual, because
I also imagined we were masturbating together like Monika and I used to do.
I was starting to get excited, and decided I needed to get to my room soon,
so I suggested we go to bed since Mike had to go to work the next day.

   "Hey, this is was a lot of fun!  Kari, you can sleep in tomorrow and
just come out whenever you like.  I think if we leave here by noon, that
would be fine.  Mike, thank you for bringing your awesome girlfriend over!
By the way, there are a couple of rooms between my room and your room, so
make as much noise as you like.  I'll never know, or at least I'll pretend
not to."

   Kari blushed, and I knew I was becoming an enigma to her.

   The next morning I heard Mike in the kitchen getting ready to leave, and
I threw on a robe and came out.  I looked around and saw that he was alone.

   "Is Kari still asleep?  You must have worn her out last night."

   "Yeah, she's sleeping in.  And try to behave today, ok?"

   "You mean behave like this?" I opened my robe and displayed my naked
body to him.

   Mike just stared, and I continued.  "You know what would be great?  If
you pulled your cock out and slipped it in my mouth so I cold taste Kari.
Please tell me you got some morning glory before you got ready for work?"

   "Uh, no, she was still sleeping."

   "You young people are way too serious.  Having an orgasm is the first
thing I think about when I wake up.  If we permitted contact with each
other, I would have you slide your cock inside me right now and then take
it out so I could taste myself on it.  But I'd pretend it was Kari."

   Mike was becoming uncomfortable, and said he had to get to work.

   "You like my robe?  Actually I'm kind of overdressed.  Usually I just
wear a regular shirt and nothing else.  You know, instead of peeking at me
when I'm in my bikini, you could have come up to the patio and knocked on
the door anytime and got an eyeful.  I probably would have just opened it
up, and let your eyes wander."

   Mike was getting hard, and I said, "Could you just take it out for a
second?  I know you have to get to work.  I'm already kind of wet, but
seeing you hard would get me soaking.  It would make it much easier to for
me to get off.  Pretty please?"

   Mike hesitated, and then unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock,
saying "I can't believe I'm doing this with Kari in the house."

   "Well, just stroke it for me for a second, and then put the big guy
away, and I'll get back to my room and take care of business."

   Mike slowly stroked his cock, and asked, "Like this?  Imagine, this was
inside Kari just a few hours ago."

   "Oh Mike, that's much better.  You're giving me some of my own medicine.
Tell me more.  Did she like it?  Did you taste her?  Did she suck your
cock?" By now I was rubbing myself.

   "I'm not telling you all of that!  And don't you ask her either!"

   "Mike, I don't need to ask her, because she will tell me.  I have my
ways.  Oh, and I guarantee I will stand naked in front of her today just
like this."

   I let the robe fall to the floor and Mike quickly picked it up and tried
to put it back over my shoulders, saying, "What if Kari came out right
now?!"

   "We would hear her before she got down the hall.  This is actually kind
of funny.  Usually a guy standing there with his cock out is trying to get
a woman undressed, not dressed."

   Mike zipped up and said, "Ok, I really have to get to work.  Please, try
to make sure I still have a girlfriend when I get home tonight, OK?"

   Mike left and I took a shower and slipped on a shirt and capris, and
then took care of some things for my trip on Tuesday, and then Kari came
out.  She really was cute, and we sat and chatted.  I told her we'd leave
in a few minutes and since it was such a beautiful day, we'd find a little
outdoor cafÃ(C) first.

   Kari and I drove to the outdoor mall, and settled in for coffee and a
little breakfast.  We made small talk about school and my job and the other
usual stuff.  We started to get more comfortable with each other, and she
started asking questions.

   "Jenn, you are so funny and gorgeous and smart, how come you aren't
married?  Guys should be beating a path to your place!"

   "Well, all the guys except for my husband, I guess.  He got bored and
left, and I haven't been dating for a couple of years.  But I did meet a
really nice guy in Chicago last week.  Here's a picture."

   I showed her Jim's pic, and she exclaimed, "Wow, he's hot!  Is that who
you're going to see when you go back tomorrow?"

   "Yes.  But unfortunately he's too young for me.  But he's a really sweet
guy, so polite and smart, and I know he'll meet someone else eventually,
and that's ok.  Oh, and the sex was great!"

   "You've already done it??  "

   "Yeah, we seemed to have a romantic connection too.  It wasn't like a
hookup at all.  If anything, I was the aggressor, and he made it clear he
didn't want me to do anything I wasn't comfortable with."

   Kari leaned forward and whispered, "And the sex really was great?"

   I whispered back, "Oh yes, we did it five times in two days!  I think I
could get addicted to him."

   Kari laughed and said she wouldn't ask for details, but was glad I was
having fun.  I told her I'm sure she and Mike had fun last night too, but
now it's time to go shopping, and we'll pick out a couple of sexy outfits.
I said we'd look for a summer dress, but nothing too drab or tame, and
something that would show off her body.

   "Yeah right, I don't have a great body.  My boobs are too small and my
butt too big."

   "Are you kidding me?  Your butt is perfect, and your boobs are so perky.
Look how adorable you are in just those shorts and a t-shirt!  You're going
to leave Mike speechless, trust me."

   I knew all of the best stores, so I was able to find a few dresses that
we could try on in no time.  I led her to the changing room, and went
inside with her.

   "You're coming in with me?"

   "Sure, you aren't shy are you?  My friend and I even used to try on
lingerie together.  Don't worry, you don't have anything I haven't seen
before, and I'm not a lesbian."

   I slipped off my own capris and unbuttoned my shirt, and hung it up. 
Kari shrugged and did the same.  But, in contrast to my own lacy underwear,
she was wearing a sports bra and panties.

   I said, "Uh oh, time out.  Are you training for the east German Olympics
or something?  We're going to have to do something about this!  Let's
finish trying on dresses, and then we'll pick out some sexy underthings
too."

   I was wearing a lavender bra and panty set, and both pieces were a bit
transparent.  You could make out my nipples and down below you could see
that I wasn't shaven, but still hid enough not to be totally obvious.  I
know she was looking at me and wondering if that is the kind of thing I had
in mind for her.

   We tried on the dresses, and she suggested one for me that I also liked,
and I insisted on a sleeveless light green dress for her that showed off
every curve of her body perfectly.  She said she never owned anything like
that, but I assured her that it looked amazing.  She also told me she had
money and could pay for it herself, but I would hear nothing of it.  I
wanted this to be her special day, just like Monika did for me.  I doubted
that I would start masturbating in front of her though, not that I didn't
want to!

   We took the dresses to the sales counter and I told the girl we weren't
finished, and that Kari was in dire need of panties and bras and we needed
to do more shopping.

   "God Jennifer, you don't have to tell the whole store!"

   "Kari, there is nothing wrong with trying to look sexy and letting
people know that's exactly what you're going to do.  What did you think
about what I was wearing?  I know you looked, and I think that would be
perfect for you."

   She said I could wait right here and that she'd look around herself, and
I said, "Yeah, right, I've seen where that got you.  How do you think I got
a hot guy to have sex with me five times?  Maybe I'll even tell you later
about a little trick I did the first night." I was referring to the moment
where I slipped my panties off and tossed them at Jim, which obviously
would not be impressive with bulky cotton panties.

   We went to the lingerie area, and I picked out something for her that I
know would look great.  We looked around some more, and she started to
loosen up.  I told her that even if she liked the sports bra feel, she may
want to try a little bralet, and that I even have a couple that I wear by
themselves on hot days when I sit out on the deck.

   She laughed and said, "Oh, now I know why Mike likes to help you!"

   "Well, it would look a lot better on you than an old woman like me.  I'd
make a better show for Mike's father, I think."

   "No way, I want you to tell me everything you've done to keep yourself
looking so great.  I want to be like you."

   "That's very sweet, and this is exactly what I had in mind for a girls
day out.  C'mon, let's take these things to the counter and pick out shoes
next.  I know exactly what would look great on you."

   We both picked out very feminine sandals with heels, and went to the
counter and paid.  I asked for a little pair of scissors to cut the tags
off, because we were going to change now.  I also thought back to my times
with Monika.

   I led her back to the changing room, and this time I was getting wet
with the thought that even though we wouldn't be getting sexual, we would
both have to get naked in order to change into the new underwear.

   "Hmm, I have a white dress, so this white bra and panty set will be
perfect." I pulled off my capris and top, and unhooked my bra and set my
breasts free.  I sensed some discomfort from Kari, but she didn't turn
away. If anything, I felt her stare.

   I put on the bra, and asked her to adjust the straps just a little bit.
To stand there like that and feel her touch, no matter how innocent it was,
was so exciting.  I gave my breasts a little push up and declared that it
was a perfect fit.  Without hesitating or any warning, I pushed my panties
to the floor and picked up the new ones, and sort of clumsily put them on,
to maximize the time I was exposed to Kari.  Again, she didn't turn away
and I know she was checking me out, not in a sexual way, but as a
curiosity.

   I guess I could have put my dress on next, but I wanted to stand like
that with Kari, and said, "Ok, your turn!" I held up a couple of different
colors against the dress, and picked one out and handed it to her and told
her I'd clip the tags off her dress while she put the bra and panties on.
Now she was in a dilemma, because if she turned around she would look shy.
To her credit, she unsnapped her bra and let it fall, and her perky breasts
stood out just like I expected them to.

   I whispered, "Wow, I'll bet Mike can't get enough of those!  You have an
amazing body, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!"

   She blushed, but was not offended at all that I said that, and I helped
her adjust her bra.  Next came her panties, and I was not shy at all about
looking at her, although I didn't comment.  She was shaved just like Mike
had said, and I could imagine what she looked like when she pleasured
herself.  Her pussy lips were very similar to mine (yes, there are
different types!).

   She put on her new panties, and I now realized that I needed to put on
my dress, because I was getting really wet and the white panties would
reveal that.  I pulled the dress over my head, and then helped her with
hers.  We put on the new shoes and I told her to stand in front of the
mirror beside me.

   "What do you think?  How does it feel to look so amazing?"

   "I can't even believe it.  Do you think Mike will like it?"

   "Ok Kari, lesson number one.  It's ok to be concerned about Mike, but if
he doesn't like this, you need a new boyfriend.  Women spend way too much
time wondering what other people think.  If you do things like this for
yourself, the rest falls into place.  You'll see."

   We put our old clothes in the bag and left the store.  I said, "Ok, now
let's go hang out at the bistro and have some drinks and appetizers and
just relax.  It's a nice little place and you'll love it!"

   When we arrived at the bistro, I whispered to Kari, "Ok, when we walk
through to get seated, I'm going to count how many guys are checking you
out."

   "Oh, stop it, they're going to be checking you out!  You are so
elegant."

   "Nope, if you could see the way your cute little butt sways back and
forth and how your boobies push straight out, you'd believe me.  A lot of
guys are going to get dirty looks from their wives."

   "Whatever Jenn, at least you're good for my self-esteem."

   I immediately thought of the times when Monika took me out, and I
understood now how much fun it was for her too.  Obviously we were at a
much higher sexual level than Kari and I are, but on the other hand Kari
and I did stand naked together in the fitting room, so mission
accomplished! I get wet just thinking about it.

   The host knew me because I go there regularly, and I introduced him to
Kari.  I told him not to get any ideas, because Kari already has a
boyfriend.

   "I'm glad you told me, because I was going to ask you later who this
amazing woman is and if she is available."

   I turned to Kari and said, "See?"

   "Oh please, he gets paid to say things like that.  But thank you."

   We wanted outdoor seating, and the host lead us to our table.  When we
sat down, I said, "Eight."

   "Eight what?"

   "Eight guys checked you out, silly.  You really do look hot in that
dress.  Wait until Mike sees you."

   "I think your imagination is running wild.  They were looking at you."

   "Whatever Kari, we'll see which one of us gets approached first."

   We ordered drinks, and after the first one Kari started loosening up and
asked me how I met Jim.

   "Well, we were at the hotel bar and he was sitting a few seats away, and
he started making small talk.  I told him to move over if he wanted to,
since he was so polite and not creepy at all, and then we moved to more
comfy chairs near the fireplace with a bottle of wine.  I know it sounds
like a hook-up, but it wasn't at all.  There was no agenda.  He was just so
nice."

   "So anyway, we talked for an hour and it was just so natural.  So you
know what I did next?  Come closer, I'll whisper it to you."

   Kari leaned forward and I told her how I slipped my panties off and
tossed them right over his wine glass!

   "Oh Jennifer, you did not!  That is hilarious!  What did he do?"

   "Well, he was flustered, but eventually we both made it to my room. 
See, this is why you need to ditch the old boring underwear.  You never
know when the sexy stuff could come in handy."

   "Well, I never knew anything else, Jenn!  And I'm so plain!  But you're
right, I do feel different.  I'm really having a good time, thank you."

   "Oh God, Kari, you are not plain.  Just stop it.  Ok, wait a second." I
looked around and I saw a guy standing at the patio bar, and I know he had
glanced over a couple of times.  I got his attention and told him to come
over.

   "Jenn, what are you doing??"

   "Nothing Kari, just watch."

   He came to the table and I said, "Ok, just so you understand, this is
not a pickup, we both have boyfriends and I just asked you to come over
because my friend here is just having a bit of an off day, and she doesn't
think she's attractive.  What do you think?"

   Kari was petrified, and he said, "Her?  Are you kidding?  She's
beautiful!  I swear it, I have no reason to suck up."

   I told him we just went out and bought new clothes, and I told Kari to
stand up and turn around.  Maybe it was the drink or just resignation that
I was going to get her to do it anyway, but she stood and modeled the dress
for him and sat back down.  He said she has a really lucky boyfriend.

   I lowered my voice a little bit, and said, "You have no idea.  You
should see what's she's wearing underneath.  She's such a bad girl."

   Kari just covered her face and said, "Oh my God."

   To his credit, he said, "There's nothing wrong with that at all.  I wish
my girlfriend would be more risquÃ(C).  Guys like it."

   I took out my phone, and pulled up a very similar bra and panties set
that she was wearing and showed him, and said "See, this is what she's
wearing.  Maybe you need to go shopping for your girlfriend."

   God, I was enjoying this so much!  Kari's eyes got big but I just waved
her off and said, "Look, enjoy your hotness while you're young and having
fun." Then I asked him if he would like to join us so he could give the
male perspective, because I found this fascinating.

   He hesitated, but agreed to sit down.  I explained the whole thing about
Mike and her staying at my house this week, and that we were having a girls
day out, and he thought that was cool.  When I told him I was in my
mid-fifties, he was so cute by practically falling over himself saying he
wouldn't have thought that at all.  Whatever!

   I asked him the first question.  "So, you will probably never see us
again, so you can say anything you want.  What is the one thing you wish
women would do differently when it comes to sex and relationships?"

   "Hmm, I wish they would just say what they want instead of making me
read their minds.  I mean, I think a lot of women hold back because they
are afraid of being judged.  That's why it was cool that you were so casual
about what Kari is wearing."

   "Very good, I like that perspective.  Tell me this, were you undressing
her with your eyes when we walked through the restaurant?  Tell the truth."

   He thought for a moment and said, "Yes, but I couldn't help it.  That
dress looks amazing on her and I could see every curve.  Honestly, I was
undressing both of you.  There, I said it."

   "It's ok, I know how men think.  I'm actually flattered.  And remember,
I saw her standing in the dressing room in just her bra and panties just an
hour ago, and she really does look amazing." I wanted to say I saw her with
even less, but I let it go.

   I turned to Kari, and said, "Kari, tell us a sexual fantasy of yours. 
There are no rules.  If you don't, then I'll make one up and I'm not sure
you want that."

   She was silent, but then said, "I've always had a fantasy of Mike having
sex with me while I lean back on the hood of the car.  But it's just a
fantasy.  There, happy?"

   "Hey, I love it!  Did you ever tell him that?  You certainly have the
right outfit now to make it happen!"

   "No, he would think I was trashy."

   "Nonsense." I turned to our new friend and said, "What would you think
if your girlfriend laid back on the hood of the car and told you to take
her?"

   He laughed and said, "I would be thinking where my real girlfriend was,
but yeah, I would love it!  If that is your fantasy, then go for it.  If he
thinks you're trashy, then get a new boyfriend."

   Kari took a sip of her drink and said, "I'll take it under
consideration. What about you, Jenn?  I'm sure you have thousands of
fantasies."

   "True, I do.  My mind is a blur of sexual adventures.  Honestly, I don't
know why.  I was a late bloomer, but when I discovered masturbation, I
couldn't stop.  I was always doing it.  If I had practiced the violin as
much, I would have played in a symphony.  Even now, it's the first thing I
do when I wake up, and the last thing I do when I go to bed.  Kari, how
often do you masturbate per week?  Wait, don't say, we're going to guess."

   I took out a pen and wrote the number 9 on a napkin and handed it to our
friend.  He thought and wrote down a number.  I gave the pen to Kari and
told her to write her number down on the back and hand it to me.

   I looked at what she wrote and saw the number four, and said, "Kari, you
have some catching up to do!  You don't even average one per day?  How do
you even concentrate at school?"

   She grabbed the napkin with our numbers and she said, "9?  13?  Are you
kidding?"

   I laughed and said, "At least he was giving you the higher number.  I
chose 9.  I assumed once each day during the week, and twice on weekends.
He assumed twice most days.  For me personally, I would say 25 for an
average week, and 35 if I have some time on my hands, so to speak.  I can't
help it, it feels so good."

   Kari just shook her head and said, "God, where have I been.  Anyway, we
were talking about your fantasy.  Do we dare?"

   "Sure, I'm not shy.  I just admitted to masturbating five times a day.
Let's see, how about this- I meet a nice guy like our friend here, and I
suggest we go to the top floor of a shopping mall to get a drink at a
restaurant.  We get in the elevator, and I slip my panties off.  Between
floors, I hit the emergency stop, and kneel in front of him and tell him to
take his cock out.  I give him the panties and tell him to wrap them around
his cock and stroke it quickly while I wrap my lips around the head.  I run
my tongue over it and slide my lips over it, until the excitement of the
situation makes him explode.  I pull him closer and hold his cock inside me
as I feel it soften while I look up in his eyes and savor his cum.  I stand
and put the panties in his pocket as a souvenir, and tell him it's time for
that drink.  So, how's that?"

   Our friend just sat there with his mouth open.  Kari just looked at me
and finally said, "Well, that was very descriptive.  Almost like you've
done it before."

   "Well, something pretty close.  I think we were getting a bite to eat
instead of a drink."

   "You are terrible!  Does Mike know anything about this side of you?"

   "Are you kidding?  He made me sound like an old grandma.  Remember, I am
being open for your benefit.  You are beautiful and young and you shouldn't
waste it being the proverbial good girl.  Have fun!"

   I turned to our friend and asked, "What about you?  What if you invited
Kari for a drink on at a nice restaurant and she did that to you in the
elevator?  Would you mind?  What would you do?"

   "Uh, I think I'd ask her to marry me."

   "Perfect!  See Kari, if this whole thing with Mike doesn't work out,
you've already got a backup plan with our new friend here, whatever his
name is."

   "Oh, it's Steve, here's my card.  I wish you would talk to my girlfriend
too.  She is great, but so reserved sometimes.  I think it's like you say,
that she's just afraid of what people think."

   "One problem is that times have changed.  When I was your age, there
weren't cameras everywhere and people weren't so uptight.  And it wasn't
always just me pleasuring some guy.  No, more often than not the guy would
be slipping his hand inside my jeans and playing with my pussy or lifting
my breast out of my bra and kissing my nipple.  Oh, the stories I could
tell!  It was so fun, but you millennials have ruined everything with your
phones and cameras everywhere.  But, there are a few private areas where
you can get away with something, like the dressing room in a store." I
winked at Kari, and she blushed.

   Steve was very nice, and even asked to buy the last round, but we told
him I was driving and two were our limit.  He said no problem, he would ask
the bartender to come over and suggest mocktails that we would like.  So we
stayed and joked and laughed so much!  Steve was actually a pretty
attractive guy.  Maybe I should ask him for a dessert on the top floor
sometime!

   We got back to my house and Mike was already back, and he couldn't stop
complimenting Kari on her new look.  Kari gave him a big hug and told him
she just had the best day ever!  She told him I was so awesome and funny
and sexy and nothing like he described.  I just waved it off and told him
we just went shopping and had a couple of drinks and that Kari is a very
sweet girl and everyone loved her.  But when I had a second with Kari, I
whispered, "Remember, when he cums in your mouth tonight, look him in the
eye as you taste and swallow him." And when I had Mike alone for a moment,
I whispered, "You owe me,"

   I told them I was leaving in the morning, and that I had a suggestion. I
gave Mike a gift card for the same clothing store Kari and I went to today,
and said she should take him shopping the next day to pick out some nice
clothes for him.  They started to protest, but I stifled that.  I then said
that the next night they should feel free to invite his parents over for
wine and dinner, and to wear their new outfits and make a good impression
and just relax, because she had given me the impression that she didn't
have a great relationship with them.  I showed them my little wine cellar,
and said I knew they were young and still going to school and didn't have a
lot of money, so this should help.  I was thinking of Monika, and this is
exactly the kind of thing she would do.

   I told them I had to got to bed, and I gave them each a kiss, but not
before whispering to Kari, "I'm behind schedule.  Going for number three
now.  By the way, would you mind taking some sexy pictures of me in the
morning that I can tease Jim with?" She just shook her head and smiled, but
I could feel her stare as I walked towards my bedroom.  I'm really enjoying
building some new relationships!




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