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"A habit depraved and unsavory
Held the bishop of Bingham in slavery
Midst screeches and howls
He deflowered young owls
Which he kept in an underground aviary."
-author unknown
A Way of Life - Chapter III
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by Caesar, copyright 1994
[Monday, May 1, 1730]
Melony opened the front door and was surprised to
see no one. She stuck her head out to look up and
down the sidewalk, but saw no one about who could
have knocked on her front door. Then the woman
noticed a piece of paper sticking out of her
mailbox.
She took it and closed the door behind her.
Harold yelled from the dining room, "Who was it
Mel?"
Melony opened the folder paper and read the first
few words then and realized her own body was
betraying her. Her long sexy legs were giving out
beneath her and she found her breathing becoming
labored. She sat down on the phone stool and
continued to read. When the short letter was
finished she began to tear it up into small pieces
then looked off into space. Her thoughts caused
her body to quiver and her sexual muscles to spasm
while images flashed through her mind.
"Mel?" It was Harold.
Her thoughts again returned to her house and
husband. "It was", she was making this up as she
went, "Deb, she wants to go out tonight. Is that
okay honey?"
"Sure." He paused and she could hear one of the
kids talking quietly. "Do you have to leave now
or can you finish supper first?"
Melony smiled, but those that knew her would have
seen the nervousness she showed, and answered, "Of
course I can finish supper silly!" She took a
deep breath then returned back to her family.
[Monday, May 1, 2107]
Deb had already told Melony about her visit to the
new neighbors. In reality she only told a very
small part of her visit. One part she had related
was the name of the woman who lived with Dirk,
Leeza. Melony marveled at the natural beauty of
the English lass who politely showed her neighbor
to the study. She seemed so tiny, so delicate
that it was surprising that she radiated such
sensuality.
"He will be with you in a few moments Melony.
Would you like some tea or cake?" The girl was
being polite and the mother and wife would have
liked some tea but she found her stomach was far
too excited to drink.
"No thank you." She looked about the interior of
the cluttered study and library. Much of what was
included into the room looked very old.
Then he was standing behind the young girl in the
doorway to the study. "Thank you Leeza." The
young lady nodded and moved pass the striking man.
At the sound of the male voice, Melony had spun to
watch him. He looked much better this close than
he had when she watched him from afar. Her sex
sent a quiver of excitement up her body and the
middle aged woman felt very nasty for being here.
It was perhaps the closest she had ever ventured
towards one of her fantasies.
Dirk entered the study and closed the door behind
him. "Thank you for coming." He walked forward
and pressed his hand into hers. It felt like it
was made of granite, and she felt strange at
meeting like this. "Tell me what you are wearing
beneath your dress please?" He walked about the
room to stand behind a large table. She wondered
where his accent originated, northern Europe
somewhere she figured.
Melony tried to swallow with a dry mouth, "As you
asked. Stockings, garters." She paused then
added, "No bra or panties." Her smile was one her
mind had practiced upon unknowing males within her
fantasies.
He smiled then sat down. "You look every sexy
Melony. I'm glad you came." She wanted to say,
she was also glad she came, but stilled her
tongue. "Please sit." He motioned to a chair
across from the table.
She sat and then slowly crossed her legs. Melony
wanted him to be pleased with her silk covered
limbs, and she felt a shiver of excitement when
she noticed his eyes openly devouring her form.
The woman tossed her hair and asked, "Deb said
Leeza wasn't your wife?"
"Deb told you of her visit here?" He looked
amused.
"Yes. She said you and Leeza were very pleasant."
Melony felt like she shouldn't be asking questions
but it did not appear Dirk minded.
"Pleasant?" He seemed to be amused at the word
and savored the sound of it before continuing,
"Leeza is not my wife, she is my slave."
There was a uncomfortable silence as Melony was
fascinated at the new knowledge, but she didn't
feel surprised. Somehow it would be wrong if
Leeza was anything but the dark man's slave, it
fit his image in some way. Dirk calmly looked
upon his neighbor, he looked comfortable and
patient. Finally the woman asked another
question, "Was I asked over here so I could be one
of your slaves?" Out of his sight, she clenched
her palms to the edge of her seat and awaited the
answer.
That made him think for only a few seconds, "No.
I asked you over because I know what you need."
That caused a new shiver to run down her spine,
somehow she never doubted his words. "I want you
as a lover not a slave." Melony felt a little
surprised that she was not to be his slave, and
disappointed.
"Has your friend told you that she will become my
slave?"
Who, what? "Who, Deb?" He smiled which was his
answer. It was the first time Melony doubted
Dirk's words, her friend had the best marriage
compared to anyone else she knew, even her own.
She shook her head, frowning.
He simply smiled and showed his perfect very white
teeth. "I did not think you would believe me.
Your friend Deb has come over here three times.
The first time I seduced her and informed her she
must return and beg to be mine again. The last
two times she has come over, I turned her down.
At least until tonight. In fact, she will be here
momentarily."
It was too tall a tale for the middle-class
housewife. In fact she was feeling turned off at
the mans obviously inflated ego. Of the three of
them, Deb was the one woman who would never have a
reason to cheat upon her husband. Then Melony
realized how dreamy eyed her friend became when
talking about their new neighbors and how evasive
her answers about Dirk were. A chill ran down her
spin when she realized Deb's own actions may have
unknowingly given her infidelity away.
"My dear. I can care less if you believe me. In
moments your questions will be answered. I know
what you like, how you fantasize from a far."
That caught Melony's attention, how did he know?
He must have seen her when she was peeking into
his backyard. Was it her fault that her window
looked right into his domain, she thought. "How
you desire to enjoy what you fantasize about."
Dirk stood quickly and effortlessly for such a
large man. "Behind you is a small panel that
opens up into my bedroom, it is soundproof and one-
way. In here, you will watch as your friend Deb
begs to be a slave. My slave!" Melony could not
help but look over her shoulder at a floor to
ceiling shelf filled with books. This was all
becoming surrealistic, as if this conversation and
her being here was part of a fantasy. "I will
accept Deb tonight and you will watch. Next week,
you will return not because I command you too but
because you want too." She felt the desire to be
commanded, but held her tongue.
Melony had thought the note and instructions upon
it was the opening hand to her having an
extramarital affair with her neighbor. Something
she had desired to try for some time, but had
never had the opportunity, or the nerve, to do.
This was the same man who she had spied upon while
Leeza sucked him off, and Melony shivered in
excitement remembering the sight of his huge cock.
He took a few steps to the door and without
looking back exited the room.
Melony stood looking at the closed door for some
time, wondering what was going on. And if Dirk
was a bit crazy at his ludicrous thoughts, his
delusions as she was starting to think of them.
Suddenly, Melony had a feeling he may have locked
the only door to this room, making her a prisoner
to his insane fantasies. She wanted to leave,
suddenly feeling immature at coming over here, for
wanting a man other than her caring, but reserved,
husband. He wasn't so bad a man, perhaps boring
and unimaginative, but certainly reliable and
caring. Her long legs took her over to the door
and she jerked upon the handle and was surprised
to discover it was unlocked and opened easily.
The middle-aged woman stood in the open doorway,
ready to retreat to the sanctity of her home when
her eyes returned to the wall with the
bookshelves. Since she was not a prisoner, it
wouldn't hurt to take a look, she thought, just to
prove to herself that Dirk was indeed crazy.
Closing the door most of the way, but keeping the
latch from clicking, Melony went to the wall
indicated by Dirk. Thinking back to the old
movies she saw as a kid she started to tip books
off the shelf. Nothing happened. Then she tried
looking behind the old books to see if some type
of view port was concealed behind the rows of
books. Again nothing. As a final try she simply
grasped the edge of the thick wooden shelf and
pulled.
The floor to ceiling heavy wooden shelf easily
came towards her. Melony moved it all the way
until it sat perpendicular to the wall behind.
She immediately saw the window Dirk had referred
too. It was huge, not a little pinhole she was
half expecting to find. It was over a meter and a
half tale and one meter wide. Beneath the shiny
thick glass was a small speaker with a single knob
upon it.
Melony stood stunned at the images coming through
the glass. Her friend for years kneeling within
the large dungeon like bedroom before Dirk, her
forehead was pressed against his feet. He was
seated in a large wide chair with Leeza standing
at his right shoulder. "My god!" Melony moved
forward to stand very close to the glass as she
took in the scene in the other room.
As she watched, Dirk spoke silently and Deb sat
back up and began to plead. Nothing was heard,
but by the sight of her face it was easy to see
she was begging. Dirk spoke again, and Deb
frantically jumped up and began to tear off her
clothes in a great haste.
Of the three friends, Deb had the most athletic
hard body, a point that usually irritated her
friend. Melony always made fun of her and often
called her the cheerleader of the group. Deb had
that Californian beach bimbo body and face which
men loved. She often took advantage of that fact
and wore clothing that highlighted her body,
especially her ass, her best feature.
It was only seconds before Deb was completely
undressed and was again kneeling upon the hard
wood floor her forehead against Dirk's feet. She
was speaking rapidly while Dirk smiled and spoke
infrequently.
Melony moved even closer to the glass, amazed and
excited at what she saw. She also envied her
friends attractive body and her proximity to the
handsome man seated before her.
Dirk was again speaking firmly to her then to
Leeza. Melony finally noticed the speaker below
the window, and turned the knob. She looked up to
see her friend crawling across the floor to the
huge king sized bed with Leeza next to her. The
voice startled her, "Time for your punishment
little toy!" It sounded like Leeza had spoken
right into her ear and not simply the sound coming
out of the tiny speaker.
Deb crawled up onto the middle of the bed and
knelt perfectly with her shoulders against the
covers and her knees spread. Melony marveled at
the firm roundness of her friends ass, while her
own was slowly loosing out to middle age. Leeza
pulled the leather belt from about her waist, and
Melony had a sinking suspicion what was about to
happen. The English slave stood next to the bed
and didn't waste any time before she swung about
and hit the raised round bottom with the hard
leather.
The sound was very loud as Deb screamed out then
said between tears, "One!" My god! Two, was
right behind it. Melony felt her knees quivering
at the sight. Dirk had not been crazy, she
thought. Yet what she was watching was impossible
in the world she had known.
When Deb screamed out, "Twenty five!", Leeza
stopped. She looked out of breath and a bit tired
from the effort she put into the swings.
Dirk finally spoke, calmly and almost quietly,
"Deb disrobe Leeza." Slowly, gingerly, the
housewife crawled off the bed and moved over to
her tormentor. Whipping the tears from her cheeks
with her hand, Deb never hesitated as she began to
undo the buttons of Leeza's shirt.
Melony felt the heated blood filter from her
clitoris to the rest of her body. It was perhaps
the most erotic image she had even been witness
to. Even her imagination could not have
contemplated such explicit sexuality. Deb moved
quickly but gently as she finally pulled every
stitch of clothing from the tiny woman.
"Prepare her for me Leeza." It was spoken like
Dirk was ordering supper, the way he ordered his
slave to have lesbian intercourse with Deb. All
the while he sat in his chair, watching and not
moving, head balanced on one hand.
As the two ladies pressed their lips together they
moved in unison back to the bed, Melony moved her
own hands down between her legs. She pressed her
skirt up into her crotch as the two very
attractive women openly fondled and touched the
others body with unencumbered hands. It took very
little time before Leeza's hand was between the
two firm bodies and it was obvious to the voyeur
that at least one finger was inside her friend.
Deb began to rock against that hand, while moaning
loudly through the speaker.
Melony pulled up the hem of her skirt, thankful
she had not worn panties and that the nylons she
wore were stockings, as her hand moved to her
uncovered bush.
Deb wrapped her muscular legs up and around
Leeza's waist making it easier for the younger
woman to reach around with a free hand and press
another digit between those round abused globes.
Deb screamed out in pleasure and Melony knew
another finger had entered her taunt body, this
time in her friend's anus.
It was like fantasy suddenly overtaking reality.
Yet, it was more sensual, more erotically charged
than any fantasy that Melony had ever enjoyed.
Deb was panting and wiggling beneath the smaller
woman violently, frantically agitating herself
upon the spearing fingers. The housewife's loud
breathing and gasps reverberated the tiny speaker.
While Melony's own breathing became labored and
echoed that of her friends.
Leeza pulled away from the athletic body and
reached over to grasp something on a small table.
The voyeur could just make out a large white
phallus and another shiver of delight ran through
her. The tiny slave pulled herself from the
strong muscular legs and easily moved above the
housewife. The English woman straddled Deb's head
with her tiny thighs and lowered her crotch right
into the open mouth. Then she bent forward,
laying upon the taunt skin of the woman beneath
her and moved the phallus towards the junction of
her legs.
Melony could see perfectly as the nine inch dildo
was slowly inserted into the very excited and wet
erotic folds. She was doubly amazed at the sight
of her long time friend hungrily lapping up the
crotch above her. The woman wondered how she was
ever going to sit across from her friend again
without thinking of this moment. The sight would
fill her fantasies for years to come, and for the
first time those fantasies would include another
woman.
As two of her own fingers slide into the super
sensitive vagina Melony forced the moving digits
to the white phallus being plunged into her
friends clenching sex. She could not decide which
excited her more, the fake cock fucking her friend
or Deb's tongue between the legs of the woman
above her.
Just when Deb's frantic moving and muffled gasps
preceded an explosion, Leeza suddenly pulled the
phallus from the housewife's sex. "Now now,
deary. You must save that for the master!" She
forced her bottom roughly down upon the woman's
face. "Make me cum then you can have the master."
Melony saw Dirk's amusement at his slaves words
and slowed her own hands to await the rest of the
show.
Leeza sat up, using her hands upon the firm
stomach to balance herself. She began to rotate
her bottom about Deb's face with a earnest speed.
Deb, obviously eager to breath while continuing to
enjoy the tiny slave, reached around and pulled
the small round buttocks apart. "That's it deary,
play with `me bum!" Deb caught the reference and
moved her tongue upwards into the crack of the
tiny buttocks.
Melony was again amazed when she saw her friends
tongue speared itself into the tiny dark aperture,
never before considering that part of the
feminine anatomy as anything but unclean. She
moved her free hand around her waist and aimed one
of her own fingers into her anus. It was a
foreign feeling, but surprisingly enjoyable. She
unconsciously began to move the finger behind her
in time to her friends exploring tongue. It moved
in more of a tiny rotating motion that that of the
spearing pumping tongue.
Leeza was gasping and her body broke out in a
shiny sweat as her own enjoyment was fast
approaching. It seemed like the entry into her
ass was a catalyst to the projected explosion.
Melony gasped out emphasizing the English slave's
own earthy noises. Then she noticed Dirk stand
and begin to disrobe, while the two ladies did not
notice.
Melony pulled her hands from her body and placed
them against the window. When his half-hard cock
appeared she placed her forehead against the glass
and moved one hand to her mouth. She licked and
sucked her own vaginal juices from her fingers as
Dirk slowly stroked his huge cock. It looked even
larger at a closer proximity, and wondered if it
could fit into her friends body.
The groans turned to squeals and Leeza was
suddenly orgasming upon Deb's mouth. She squealed
and whined loudly while clenching her body and
arching her back. It was an exciting sight but
Melony only half noticed, so enthralled in the
huge manhood that was displayed.
Soon after the feminine explosion began to
dissipate, Dirk moved forward and pushed Leeza off
Deb. The housewife's eyes looked surprised at
first then drank in the pleasurable sight of his
cock. "So you want to be a slave?"
Deb moved her legs wider and wiggled her hips down
to the lower edge of the bed, closer to that
manhood she so desired. "God yes. I need you!"
He continued to stroke his cock and began to
harden before the sight of the naked hard body.
"What are you willing to give up for that
pleasure?"
That seemed to cause her to pause, then she
answered most earnestly, "Every! Everything and
anything for you." What about her handsome and
great kids, thought Melony.
"What are you willing to do to be a slave?"
"Anything you wish!" No one would doubt her with
that sound of desperation in her voice. Melony
had never known such sexual excitement that could
render her mindless to anything but pleasure,
present and future. She also realized she was
jealous at Deb because of what she was doing.
"Come here." She quickly rolled onto her knees
and crawled up to the edge of the bed, kneeling
before her future master. "How will you prove
your submission right now?"
With a pleased and almost girlish voice, "I will
suck you off until you cum so many times..."
"Not enough!"
Deb frowned. It was Leeza, forgotten for the last
few moments that spoke up from the shadows across
the room, "In her ass master!" Dirk smiled and
Deb looked horrified.
Melony could understand why, his cock was huge and
she would be surprised to see it inside of Deb's
cunt let alone inside her ass. "Well Deb?"
She looked down at the large cock and her bubbly
smile was gone and she nodded slowly.
"Have you ever had a cock in your ass?" Deb
nodded affirmatively. Dirk placed a finger under
her chin to lift her eyes to his. His eyebrows
raised, as if asking a question.
"My husband sometimes likes to put it in my bum."
Melony felt a bit dirty, hearing this husband and
wife secret. But her own bottom twitched, and
wondered what it would be like to have a man
inside her rectum. Before today, she would never
have even considered it. Her reserved husband
obviously had not thought of it either.
Up to this point, Melony had wanted to be in Deb's
place, begging to be a slave to that huge cock.
Now, with the prospects of its entry into her
bottom, she was not so sure. In fact the idea
scared her. It was like that monster cock was
contemplating entering her asshole, instead of her
friend, and she felt her sphincter muscles tighten
as a response.
Dirk smiled maliciously and stepped back a few
paces. "Good! I like the tightness of a woman's
ass." Deb's eyes looked hugely at the hunk of
meat between his legs then sighed in resignation
before turning about. Her bottom was again raised
and her beast feature highlighted by the sheen of
perspiration, saliva, and female secretions.
It was like the man was forcing her to wait for
her own torture, and when the silence became
deafening Deb pleaded, "Please master - fuck my
ass!" Nothing. She reached around and parted
those firm tanned globes giving all witnesses a
perfect view. "Please! I want to give you
pleasure."
The loud laugh surprised both Melony and Deb.
Dirk spoke brashly, "Come here woman, I'll not try
that hole today." A weight seemed to lift from
the room and Deb's bright face again showed a
smile. "Climb up and wrap your sexy body around
mine."
Deb rushed to comply. So eager and relieved at
not submitting to anal sex with a man who's cock
could very well harm her. Melony saw as her
friend jumped off the bed and stood on her toes to
kiss her new masters lips. His hand came off his
cock and grasped her round ass. She wiggled with
delight under the strong touch. Then strong
tanned leg came up and wrapped around Dirk's hips,
her other foot was perched on her toe as he
allowed her to pierce herself with him.
The space between her strong thighs was in shadow
but Melony saw the pleasure written in Deb's
glazed eyes as the huge manhood entered her body.
A moment later, she jumped up and wrapped the
other leg about his waist and her arms around his
neck. His hands helped her balance herself as she
began to move frantically up and down.
That cock, that huge phallus of Melony's dreams
was pleasing her girlfriend. And she could not
help but feel jealous and envious of her lucky
friend. Deb was like an animal pounding her sex
with that huge organ, bouncing rapidly up and down
to please him as well as herself. Her own fingers
moved in and out in time to those two fornicating
neighbors, the pleasure seemed lacking compared to
the enjoyment her friend obviously knew.
The housewife missed the movements of the tiny
English slave until she saw the naked woman
approaching her friend from behind. Leeza wore a
wide belt low down on her hips with a pale rubber
cock attached to it. Melony could see the
generous amount of lubricant applied to the top
few inches and realized what she was about to
witness.
Deb only noticed the tiny slave when the inch wide
tip of the fake cock pressed against her bottom
hole. It was aimed for that tight orifice Deb had
submitted earlier. Dirk suddenly held her against
him, so she could not move while Leeza bite her
bottom lip in concentration as the rubber cock
slowly moved into shadow between Deb's round
globes.
Instead of the expected look of pain, Melony saw
extreme pleasure upon her friends face. It was
only seconds until she started to jerk her body up
and down between those two cocks. Her moans of
delight turned to screams of pleasure as another
orgasm fast approached.
That was approximately when her own orgasm tore
through her body and her forehead bumped loudly
into the window before her. She gasped and
clenched her body as the waves of sexual
electricity ran through her. Exhaustion soon
followed and Melony reluctantly retreated back to
her chair. The sounds coming loudly from the tiny
speaker echoed about the tiny room as her middle-
aged body exploded in sweat.
Sitting by herself listening to the lustful sounds
of pleasure and not able to see through the
window, Melony wanted to be that woman. To kneel
before Dirk and worship his cock. To feel his
huge manhood inside her. To be manipulated into
having a cock inside her ass. To lick another
woman while her master watched. To her, nothing
else could be compared to that pleasure, not her
family or friends. She wiped her brow and
wondered what Dirk really had in store for her.
[Friday, May 5, 2108]
The three of them had scheduled this `girls night
out' weeks ago, yet Loni found herself alone at
the restaurant. She had just hung up the remote
phone, frowning at her friend Melony's excuse
about "quality time with her family" something she
usually took less than seriously. While Deb was
simply a no show, and had been mysteriously absent
in mind and body for several days.
Loni sighed, greatly disappointed with her
friends. Not once in the last decade had more
they not been able to get together at least once a
week. For Loni it enabled her to continue with,
what she considered, her lowly life.
For the tenth time the young waiter came and asked
her if she wanted anything? A simple depressed
nod was her answer.
"Alone?" She knew that voice. It was! "Hello
Loni. What is such a beautiful woman like you
doing without an escort?"
Dirk stood a mere foot from her, looking down into
her eyes. Loni felt her mouth break out in a
wide smile and realized this stranger did indeed
make her feel attractive and desirable. "My
friends stood me up. Have you been here long?"
She was wondering if he had witnessed her obvious
disappointment.
"No I haven't. I just came in to see if the food
here was good." His smile softened. "Perhaps we
could sit together and you can tell me all the
local gossip?"
Loni involuntarily shivered at the invitation, and
blurted out, "Of course. Please join me."
What luck, she thought, meeting half way across
town while she was alone and dressed up for the
evening. Her disappointment had quickly turned to
a teenage excitement.
Dirk slide into the large booth, almost pressing
his large thigh against the nylon covered thigh of
the housewife. She noticed everything about the
man, watched his slow purposeful movements and
marveled at his air of masculinity. He did not
need to announce himself as other men often did,
his mere presence did that for him.
The silence lasted for a few moments as Dirk
looked over the menu and Loni simply stared at
him. When the waiter again came Dirk ordered for
the both of them. She glowed with pleasure as he
reached over the table and took her hand in his.
No words were spoken but he traced images on the
back of her hand while their eyes searched the
others. Loni felt every look and every touch of
his finger between her legs, like no other person
had ever done. Her heart beat quickly, feeling
like it was pounding loudly enough for the next
table to hear.
"You look lovely this evening Loni."
She was amazed when she felt the blood rush to her
face in a blush, "Thank you."
"I am a lucky man that your plans fell through."
She heard the giggle escape from her lips and
tried to bite her bottom lip to silence the
immature sound. "Would you like wine, my dear?"
She nodded.
Dirk ordered a bottle from the steward.
Trying to overcome her girlish pleasure, Loni
asked, "I hope your not trying to get me drunk
Dirk?"
He smiled at the joke, "Would I have to?" It was
a rhetorical question and both knew the answer.
That moment, Loni felt angry at herself. For
sitting here with her neighbor while her husband
sat at home waiting for her to get home. It was
the wrong thought, as she suddenly remembered the
pawing she will probably have to undergo tonight
as she lay in her marriage bed. Her anger changed
and gave her strength and she forced her husband
from her thoughts.
She tried to change the subject, needing discourse
to help control her random emotions. "Why are you
here alone and not with some beautiful date?"
One eyebrow rose, "I am here with a beautiful
woman." His hand again grasped hers. "And I am
hardly alone Loni." A new wave of shivering ran
through her body. She felt attractive and
desirable whenever this man looked upon her. It
was almost an alien feeling, she thought sadly.
The conversation turned to life in this town and
all the mundane topics which anyone would expect
from two neighbors meeting casually.
Once, when Loni rose to go to the ladies room, she
felt Dirk's eyes upon her body as if a physical
touch. It made her knees weak. In the washroom,
she looked into the mirror and wondered where her
youth went and why Dirk found her attractive. Was
he being truthful with her or was this all an act
on his part, she wondered. Standing before the
full length mirror, Loni shrugged off any doubts
about herself and loosened the top two buttons of
her dress. This showed her ample cleavage, and
her best feature. She wanted Dirk to look upon
her with pleasure, and knew many men enjoyed large
firm breasts as she had.
Sitting again at the table, he never even seemed
to look down from her face and Loni felt
surprisingly disappointed. Perhaps she had
overestimated her physical prowess. She bent over
twice trying to see if his attention would focus
upon her upper chest, it didn't.
Then the check arrived. Loni sat feeling old,
like she had missed her final chance for pleasure
that she would ever see. Then his large hand
grasped her soft upper thigh beneath the table,
even as the waiter came to retrieve the payment.
His hand caused Loni to jerk in surprise and he
started to pull away when both her hands moved
quickly beneath the table and pressed his palm
back upon her leg.
Dirk never even looked at her as his hand openly
fondled and toyed with her nylon covered thigh.
Loni's body betrayed her and she sighed loudly
before covering her lips comically with both
hands. His hand moved higher, beneath her short
black dress. It thrilled her, caused her to feel
like a naughty teen when the tips of his fingers
touched her covered crotch.
It lasted only a second, but Loni knew her
moistness was felt by those strong hard fingers,
and that her panties and nylons were coated with
her pleasure. The housewife felt a physical need
for pleasure, for an orgasm. She tried to bring
his hand back to her lap with both of his, but he
was too strong. Then she wiggled next to him and
whispered into his ear, "I'm yours Dirk. Please!
I need you."
He only smiled then stood and helped the
bewildered woman from her seat. Almost in a dream
Loni walked outside her arm encircled in his, and
her body felt like collapsing. She wondered,
again, if he was playing with her.
Dirk accompanied Loni to the dark parking lot and
to the door of her car. She turned and stood
before him. Loni wondered if he was about to kiss
her. Instead he asked, "In there", he nodded back
towards the restaurant, "were you serious?"
She again felt a blush come to her face as she
nodded. "I wanted to treat you like a delicate
flower, a lady. Is that not what you want?"
Loni thought of his words and knew the desire to
be treated as he said but also remembered the heat
of her loins as she had the prospect of another
relationship had been expected. Then she
remembered a joke her husband used to use around
his friends years ago and knew it would answer
Dirks question. "I want to be treated like a lady
in public, but like a desirable woman in private."
She could not bring herself to say the blunt words
she had heard her husband use years ago.
He smiled softly at her then spoke firmly, "Take
your panties and underwear off Loni." It was both
and order and admission to her feelings.
She looked nervously about and saw no one but felt
embarrassment. "Here?!"
"Here!"
What else could she do? Loni reached under her
short dress and hooked both thumbs into the
waistband of her undergarments and pushed them
down past her hips. When the chill of the evening
air licked at her hot wet sex, her body almost
collapsed as a violent shiver ran through her.
Dirk reached out to steady her while she stepped
out of her shoes then back into them a sheer
panties and nylons were now bunched up in her left
hand.
"Drop them." She did, right into a small greasy
puddle. Then she looked up into his eyes feeling
the need for another command. "Open the front of
your dress - show me if your breasts are as
beautiful as they appear?"
A thrill ran down her spine, knowing that he had
noticed her bosoms at supper. That her best
feature did indeed turn on this man. She
unbuttoned the top of her dress to her navel and
pulled her garment to either side of her bountiful
chest. Without more commands, she reached in and
unhooked the center clasp to allow her pale breast
to feel the tickle of the night air. Her wide
pink nipples hardened considerably and his eyes
drank in her form.
"As I said before Loni, you are a very beautiful
woman." She smiled into his face, knowing he only
saw her uncovered nakedness. Not since her teen
years had she acted so brazen so wanton. Before
marrying, Loni had been very popular in high
school. Much of her social success was due to her
large breasts on her small frame. All the boys
wanted to ask her out, all the girls wanted to
have her chest. When Loni discovered the boys
only wanted to enjoy her body, she also realized
she enjoyed the attention. She slept with several
different boys in school and with more than one
girl, as she received the pleasure that she
craved. That all seemed to change when she met
and married her husband. Now, Dirk seemed to
bring all that physical pleasure back with the
addition of treating her like a woman. Especially
since, Dirk was no teenager, but a man who
obviously knew what he wanted.
His hand again reached between their two bodies
and she felt his finger tips expertly reach up and
touch her kinky hair. She fell back against her
car when his finger slide between her folds and
tickled her excited enlarged clitoris. She was
thankful the parking lot was deserted as her groan
of pleasure echoed in the darkness of the silent
night. Dirk's face came down and his mouth
engulfed one wide nipple.
Loni became lost in her excitement, her body
responded to every touch of her neighbors' and she
only remotely realized everything that happened
those next long moments. Her mind seemed to watch
the two of them like it was someone else
experiencing the pleasure of an exhibitionist
encounter. Two fingers simulated a cock and
frigged her vagina while his mouth and free hand
fondled and enjoyed her full breasts. Then she
barely realized when he pressed her against her
own car and lifted her legs about his waist. The
one thing she would not ever forget is the first
kiss of that huge cock as it entered for the first
time her overheated sex.
For so many years, sex had not been enjoyable to
the tiny mother and wife, her husband giving
little or no thought to her pleasure as he grunted
and squirted inside her. Now, her mind was on a
different plateau as her overheated body again
felt the pleasure of a mans attentions. It was
another woman's scream of pleasure she heard, yet
it sounded like hers. It was someone else's dress
that tore, yet it looked like hers. Loni felt
wave after wave of enjoyment as her orgasms flowed
through her. It was like no other pleasure she
had ever experienced, nor could she ever think of
returned to the life she had led these last few
years.
Consciousness slowly returned. Loni finally
opened her eyes and saw those of her neighbor.
She wonder if she felt love or lust at that
moment, and concluded it had to be lust. His
penis pulled from her hot clasp and she never even
got to see it before Dirk again buttoned his
trousers. He held her up, as her body could not
be controlled, nor would it for some time.
As her awareness returned, she saw the couple
standing over by a distant car. They had been
watching. The youngish woman stood before the
woman pushing her bottom against the young man.
Loni realized they were fucking. Not as brazen as
she had just finished, yet it now appeared obvious
what they were doing. A part of that teenager
awakened in Loni and she smiled at the woman,
sharing a feminine look. A look only two ladies
that had just shared an orgasm would know.
Dirk opened the door to her car and gently helped
her in. "Where are we going darling?" He moved
in next to her, in the drivers seat. She realized
her body was all but uncovered, and she smiled
wickedly at the knowledge that it excited her.
"I'm taking you home." This surprised her and she
was about to speak up in protest when he brought
his hand to the back of her head and pulled her
lips to his. They kissed long and hard, both
tongues dueling with the other.
Dirk broke it off, and nodded out the window as he
started the car, "We had an audience. "
Thinking he meant the young couple, now long gone,
that she had seen, Loni giggled girlishly. No
longer caring how she sounded. "I know."
"No." He kissed her once again then turned her
face in the other direction. "There!"
Only a dozen meters away was a clean new car, and
seated behind the wheel was Melony.
Loni gasped in surprised horror and pulled the
edges of her torn dress over her exposed breasts.
The temptress that had fucked Dirk was gone, the
mother and friend was back and she felt her
timidness return. Melony's eyes looked into hers,
and Loni was shocked to see a familiar glaze in
them. Then she noticed the movement of one arm,
the lower portion of her body hidden behind the
dash. It occurred to the housewife what her
friend was doing about the same time Dirk started
up the car and maneuvered his way out of the
parking lot.
Continued in part 4...
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