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Authors name: Von der Tann (nobler@accesswave.ca)
Story title : My Office Slut

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My Office Slut (MF, FF, work)
By Von der Tann (nobler@accesswave.ca)
 
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I work in a medium sized office. Part of my job has me on 
the road for at least one week out of each month. I am 
high enough up the corporate ladder, that I have a lot of 
leeway. My bosses know as long as the orders come in, 
then I am doing my job.

The story starts one day when I was out to lunch. I 
stopped in a small strip mall to pick up a couple of 
small things, when I noticed a familiar face. I did not 
know her name, but I knew she worked for us. She was 
walking around, and I noticed her skirt was very, very 
short. 

I stayed behind her, and when she went up the escalator, 
I leaned over a bit, and saw she had no panties on. I 
stayed out of her sight, but did see her sitting by a 
fountain, and when some young boys went by, she had her 
legs spread out. I saw the boys look and grin, so I knew 
she was flashing them.

Back at the office, I noticed her that afternoon. Her 
skirt was now longer, so I guessed she had rolled it up 
some at noon. A couple of days later, I had some time at 
noon, and I wandered over to the mall again, wondering 
and maybe hoping I would see her again. I was about ready 
to go back to work, when I saw her walking along the 
mall. Again, her skirt was very, very short. I stayed out 
of her sight, and watched. Again I saw her flash some 
young guys.

It was a few days later. My secretary was leaving for 
another job, and I had three applications to look at. Two 
of the three were from girls who already worked for the 
company. I did not recogonize any of the names. On Friday 
I interviewed two of the girls. One was from outside the 
company, and the other was from inside. Neither one stood 
out very much. Both were pretty, but other than that, 
their resumes were pretty much run of the mill.

I was in early on Monday, and was busy working away, when 
my secretary buzzed me. She said, "Your nine o'clock is 
here."

I remembered I had the third interview that morning. I 
straightened up my desk a bit and pulled her file. Then I 
got up, and went over to the door. Imagine my surprise, 
when I saw the flasher sitting there, waiting for an 
interview.

I invited her into my office and quickly sat down. I 
scanned her resume.

Marcia DeLaney, age twenty four. She seemed to have all 
the qualifications. Then a couple of things stood out, 
honor student throughout all her schooling. Award winner, 
this woman had brains. I asked her all the standard 
questions, and she seemed very relaxed with it all.

So once the formal interview was over, I said, 
"Truthfully I am quite impressed. What have you heard 
about this job?"

She smiled and said, "Well, first of all, it is more 
money, which is important. It also would get me out of 
the steno pool, and hopefully I would be able to work up. 
And just as important, well not quite as important as the 
extra money, the word around here it that you are very 
fair to work for, and an understanding boss."

I smiled, and said, "That is always nice to know, people 
think that way about me. You think it is just rumour, or 
something to it?"

This time she smiled more and said, "I know there is 
something to it. Carol has told me a lot about you."

Carol was my secretary who was leaving. I had helped her 
through a very messy divorce, and was kind to her. The 
word must have gotten around.

I said, to her, "Hopefully we can be friends."

She smiled and said, "On that note, I would like you to 
know, that I really want this job. My husband is just 
getting started, and we can use the money."

I looked at her. She was about five foot six, and very 
shapely. Not a real big bust, but she was maybe a B cup. 
Probably a thirty five or thirty six. Shapely legs and a 
nicely curved behind.

She noticed me looking her over, and did not seem to 
mind.

I said, "Well, on that note, I guess I will give you the 
job. Carol is done on Wednesday, so I expect you to take 
over on Thursday morning. I will clear it with 
personnel."

She just said, "Thank you."

I could see she was very happy. I decided to talk to her 
in a few days time.

Thursday I was at the mall, and sure enough Marcia showed 
up. First she walked into the wash room, and soon 
reappeared with her skirt much, much shorter. I did not 
follow her, I knew what I needed to know.

Friday morning I called her into my office.

I said, to her, "Close the door."

She did, but she looked suspicious, like the tone of my 
voice had warned her. She sat down and quickly said, 
"Yes."

I said, "I would like you to consider me your friend, and 
I hope you will be able to confide in me."

She just looked at me and nodded "I think I can do that. 
That is the one thing that Carol told me. You do not 
repeat stories."

I then said, to her, "In that case, I want you to know, 
that I am aware of your noontime activities at the mall."

She just looked very shocked, but did not say a word.

I said, softly, "My concern is of course for you. If you 
happen to get caught, or reported, it could have serious 
repercussions on both your marriage and your job. I am of 
course assuming your husband is unaware of this."

She looked down at her hands folded in her lap and slowly 
shook her head. She glanced at me and softly said, "No, 
Danny, my husband does not know. No one does, except you, 
somehow. I do have a problem with this. It is like I have 
this need."

She suddenly stopped and looked directly at me.

She said very, very softly "You won't tell?"

I just said, "You can trust me Marcia."

"Marcy." She said, then continued "I have always been 
something of an exhibitionist. It started when I was 
sixteen, and has just sort of gotten worse. I should take 
counselling, but I don't really want to. I don't want to 
endanger my job or my marriage, but then at times, I just 
have to do it."

I said softly "What do you want to do, I will help if I 
can."

She looked at me and just kind of shrugged "I'm not 
sure." was all she said.

I said, "Think about it over the weekend. O.K. Then we 
can talk again if you want. I just don't want to see you 
get hurt."

She said, "Thank you, I will do that. I am glad you seem 
to care."

I just said, "Not seem, Marcy, I do care."

I really did not think of her on the weekend. I had a lot 
to do, and suddenly it was Monday morning.

I knew I was only in town until Tuesday night, then it 
was three days in L.A.

When I got to the office Marcy was there, working away. I 
got right to work and before I noticed, at was coffee 
break, and Marcy was in the doorway, with a cup of coffee 
for me. She came in and sat it on my desk.

I motioned for her to have a seat, and asked softly "So, 
want to talk?"

She blushed slightly but nodded her head. She got up and 
closed the door.

Then she returned to her seat.

She looked at me and said, "You are right, I do have a 
problem. I don't want to risk my job, or my marriage, but 
then again, I do not want to stop what I am doing."

I nodded and said, "So, do you have a solution?"

She just shook her head.

Then I asked "Do you want help with a solution?"

She looked at me and guardedly said, "Who?"

I shrugged and said, "Me, I guess."

She looked at me, interested, but cautious. "You are 
going to want to get into my pants, right?"

I shook my head, and said, "It is a tempting thought, but 
no, that was not my plan. If it was to happen, well I'm a 
man, right?"

She still looked at me, and then said, "I'll listen."

I said, "Let me explain. Don't interrupt me. Just nod 
when you agree, and shake your head if you disagree. But 
I am not discussing this right now. Understand?"

She nodded.

I said, "You really like doing it right?"

Nod.

"Don't plan on stopping, until you are caught?"

A pause, but then a nod.

"Don't want to get caught."

Nod.

"Any plans?"

This time a shake.

"Want to do it, where it is safe?"

Nod.

"Out of town, where no one will recoginize you?"

A pause, wheels spinning, then a nod.

"Want someone to keep an eye on you to keep you safe?"

Again the pause, but then a nod.

"Want to go to L.A. on Wednesday, and flash all you want 
for three days?"

Here she stopped and said softly "I would like that, but 
what?"

"Then just nod." I said.

She nodded.

"I can take you with me, business. You can flash 
whenever, whoever you want.

I won't touch you. Unless you ask me to. Interested?"

She nodded.

"Will you flash me, if I ask you to?"

She smiled and nodded.

"Will you do as I tell you?"

Again the coy little smile and she nodded.

I looked at her knees and said, "Start now."

She smiled that coy little smile again, and slid to the 
edge of her chair. her knees came up a bit, as she raised 
her feet to her toes. Slowly her knees came apart. She 
opened her legs, and I could see the outline of her 
panties. Not a real clear shot, but nice.

I said, "That's fine for now. Must remember there are 
windows to this office."

Then I stood up, and said, "Fine then, you have my 
schedule. Book yourself a seat, and a room. I will make 
the other arrangements, i.e permission."

She stood and looked me right in the eye, and asked 
"Why?"

I said to her, "I was married a few years ago. We ended 
up getting divorced. All I asked her to do was dress more 
sexy, and flash me, her husband when it was safe. She 
thought I was a pervert, and eventually we parted."

She was looking at me, so I added, "Maybe letting you do 
it, and letting me keep a eye on you is living out my 
fantasy, maybe."

She laughed softly, and said, "We can always stop."

I just looked at her, and said, "I'm not so sure."

She nodded and went back to work.

The rest of the day went quickly. Tuesday at noon time 
she went out. I talked to my boss, and told him I wanted 
to take my secretary with me on the trip. She could do 
contracts on a lap top and generally save time. As he was 
hoping I would land a big contract, there was no 
argument.

At break time in the afternoon, Marcy came in. I said to 
her "You know the times, you need a drive or anything?"

She just looked down and said, "No, I will meet you 
there. Do you have anything to tell me."

I looked at her and then said, softly "Bring lots of sexy 
clothes, buttons that can be undone, you know."

She looked at me and smiled saying "I know."

Wednesday morning I was at the airport an hour before 
flight time. I always liked to be early with time to 
waste. Marcy showed up with a half hour to spare. I 
assisted her with getting her luggage checked. She had on 
a short skirt, with nylons. Her heels were not real high, 
but they were heels. She had on a button up blouse, and a 
blazer over that.

I leaned close and asked "Bra?"

She nodded, then looked at me.

I shrugged and said, "I would lose it, and maybe any 
other undergarments."

She just stood there looking at me, then her look 
softened, and she gave her little coy smile.

"I have to powder my nose." She said.

She was soon back, and smiled. We had a seat in the 
lounge, and had a drink of juice.

Marcy took a sip and said to me "Something tells me you 
are going to dream up some things for me this weekend. 
You have me feeling a little wicked already."

We were in a booth, and I said to her, "So, the panties 
go also?"

She quickly nodded, and then raised her dress a bit. I 
thought she was going to show me, but she was just 
showing me she had garters on.

I almost blushed myself. Marcy looked at me, then she 
laughed softly.

"I know what you were thinking." she said with a teasing 
voice.

I just looked at her.

"You thought I was going to prove it." She still had a 
teasing tone to her voice.

I just looked at her and said, "What if I told you to 
prove it?"

She just laughed softly and said, "See."

She opened her purse, and showed me a black lacy bra, 
with a matching pair of panties.

Then she laughed softly and said, "No problem. I told you 
I would do as you ask."

I said, "I may hold you to that."

At the same time she was saying "I'm not sure I meant 
that."

We both laughed at that.

We were soon on the plane. The plane was about full, when 
we lifted off. I noticed a couple of good looking 
stewardesses. Once we were in the air, Marcy took off her 
blazer, and looking at me said "No orders yet?"

I said to her "Actually, you should undo a few buttons. I 
want to see at least half a breast."

She looked at me, and then slowly looking around her and 
seeing no one looking, she undid a button, then another. 
This showed a bit, but I nudged her and said "One more."

She quickly undid a third button, Now she looked real 
sexy.

She looked at me and said, "So, that enough?"

I nodded and said, "Perfect" then added "You ever flash 
another woman?"

She looked at me and said, quickly "No."

I said softly "When that blonde stew comes by, lean over 
like you are telling me something. Make sure she has a 
view."

Marcy looked at me like I was nuts.

I softly said, "It does not matter who you tease, some 
women get as turned on as a man. What does it matter to 
you?"

She just smiled and said, "OK, OK, I just never thought 
about it."

We sat there, and when the blonde stew came by, she 
stopped and asked "Everything all right here?"

I nodded and said fine, as I did Marcy kind of hugged up 
to me and said, "Yes, fine."

The stews eyes looked at her, then looked again. Then she 
looked away. I saw just a hint of color in her cheeks.

Marcy said as soon as she was gone."Jesus, my tit almost 
fell out."

I laughed at her. Then she laughed.

I noticed that stew came by quite often. I mentioned it 
to Marcy, but she did not seem to notice.

Next time I saw that stew comimng our way, I said to 
Marcy "I am going to the can. If she comes by, and stops, 
don't be scared to let her see as much as you dare."

I got up and left before she could reply.

When I got down the aisle a ways, I glanced back, the 
stew had stopped and was talking to Marcy.

I went in the can, and closed the door. I waited for five 
minutes, then slowly went back to my seat. the stew was 
still there talking to Marcy. She was standing up pretty 
straight, and Marcy was lind of leaning over some, and 
looking up. When the stew saw me coming, she quickly 
moved on. I sat down and Marcy quickly squeezed my arm.

"Jesus." She said, "She stayed here all the time you were 
gone."

"Tell me." I said.

Marcy looked at me, then smiled and said, "It was your 
idea. So, you left, and she came right over, and asked if 
she could get me anything. All I could think of was what 
you said. So I just asked her a couple of general 
questions, like how much longer, and that sort of thing. 
I think she knew right away, that I would show her more. 
Because at first she kind of leaned over as she was 
talking. I knew she was looking down my blouse, so I 
leaned a bit too. I knew she was looking at my tits, and 
I wanted her to."

I smiled and said, "So, you liked it."

Marcy just nodded, and whispered, "Did I ever. I'm pretty 
sure she could see my nipple there at one time. She was 
staring right at them when she talked to me. She was 
pretty open about looking."

I said to her, "So, get you going a bit."

Marcy just winked and said, "I feel a little moisture."

We sat for a bit, I even dozed some. About half an hour 
later, I said to Marcy. "She should be making rounds 
again pretty soon. Want me to disappear again."

Marcy just said, "If you want."

I said, "No, it's what you want. So give me an answer."

She looked at me and then said, "Sorry, I'm new at this. 
Yes, I would like to do it again."

I smiled and said, "I'll soon have you looking for every 
opportunity."

I saw the stew, starting to make her way around. I said 
to Marcy, "Think about showing her some leg. At least the 
garter, even a little more if you feel like it."

Once the stew got close, I made like I was going to the 
can again. This time I waited a little longer. I would 
have given her even longer, but there was a knock. So I 
quickly exited. I made my way back. The stew was just 
leaving, as another seat had called to her.

I got back to my seat. Marcy actually was a little 
flushed. She looked radiant. I smiled at her and said, 
"You look so beautiful."

I think that threw her for a bit. I sat down and she just 
leaned close, and said, "I did it." I winked at her.

She leaned close, and put her head on my shoulder. She 
whispered "I'm so turned on. I let her see my pussy."

I decided to let her cool down some. So I said, "Maybe 
save that for a bit."

Marcy just nodded.

Soon we landed in L.A. As we were getting off the plane, 
I saw the stew lean close to Marcy and say something. She 
also gave her something, as I saw Marcy put something in 
her pocket.

We took a cab into L.A. and checked into the hotel. We 
had rooms side by side. We freshened up and then met in 
the lobby, to go to dinner. We found a little restaurant 
and ordered. I was having a beer, and Marcy a cocktail.

She reached in her pocket, and took out a small card. It 
was a little menu card. On back was written "Lynn, and a 
phone number."

Marcy passed it to me, and said, "Want a threesome with 
her?"

I looked it over, and then at her.

She said, "As we were getting off the plane, she passed 
me that, and said she does threesomes."

I looked at her, and said, "Interested?"

Marcy actually blushed, then said, "No, not right now. 
But it's something to think about though."

We had a meeting that afternoon with a customer. I took 
her with me, and as the customer and I agreed to quantity 
and price, I had her load it in a laptop. Once we were 
done, we returned to the Hotel. Marcy got to work and 
using the data we had from the afternoon, she did up a 
contract.

I then went to my room, and showered and got ready to go 
out to supper. I had told Marcy to wear something sexy. I 
gave her an hour, then knocked lightly on her door. She 
opened it, and let me in. She had on a very short skirt, 
which showed her long, beautiful legs. With it she had a 
Light coloured blouse, that was silky and smooth. The 
little bumps showing, told me she did not have a bra on. 
She put on her heels, and was ready to go.

We caught a cab, and went to a restaurant I know. We got 
a table along one side, and at least three tables had a 
pretty good view of us. Marcy sat down, as I held her 
chair, and you could see the top border of her nylons. A 
lot of leg was showing. I sat down, and we both ordered a 
drink.

I sort of kept an eye on the tables that would have a 
good look at her.

Marcy Looked at me and said, "My skirt is a little high 
already, but if you want me to do anything let me know."

I just said, "I will."

I noticed the meal waiter was a young man, probably aged 
about nineteen or twenty.

I said to Marcy "I think it would be nice if the waiter 
could see some breast."

She slowly and carefully undid a couple of buttons, then 
looked at me and said, "I suppose you think I should undo 
another one."

I nodded, but added "What do you think, can he see enough 
like that?"

She just shook her head, and carefully undid another. Her 
blouse was parted enough that you could see about a third 
of each breast.

"So, what do you think of your first day so far?" I asked 
her.

She smiled sweetly and said, "I have enjoyed myself. I 
feel safe with you, and feel like I can trust you, so it 
is nice having you look after me."

I said, "This week will be a little tame, wait until the 
following week. We are going to Seattle, and I know a 
little spot, where we will have some fun."

She just smiled.

I noticed the waiter coming. He came up to the table, and 
took our orders. He must have had practice, because he 
had no problem writing on his pad, with his eyes on 
Marcy's chest.

When he was gone, I noticed a couple of older men sitting 
in one of the viewing tables. They both were well dressed 
and I would say they both were in their fifties. They 
quickly noticed Marcy, and took in the view without being 
obvious. Marcy did not see them right off.

She said, "What did the waiter do? I was afraid to look 
at him."

I said, "He can write, without looking, he eyed you all 
the time."

She smiled.

I said, to her "There are now a couple of older men at 
the table over there. They have noticed you already. 
Don't look at them, but keep in mind that they can see 
you. So if the opportunity comes, don't be scared to show 
them a little more."

She smiled again and whispered "I love this."

The waiter returned with our order, and I noticed he 
stood closer to Marcy. He was very professional and 
served us well. He also had a couple good looks at Marcy. 
Once she turned to look over her shoulder, and I had a 
glimpse of her nipple. I knew the waiter saw it also. He 
left and we started our meal.

She said, "I think he could see my nipple."

I said, "I could, so I am sure he could."

She then added, "I have sort of wiggled my dress up some. 
They can see I have a garter belt on. I have maybe an 
inch above my nylons showing."

"They have noticed" I told her.

She concentrated on eating. and so did I. She had her 
purse on the floor by her chair. She smiled at me a few 
times during our meal. The mean itself was excellent, and 
we enjoyed it. When we were done, the waiter soon 
appeared. When he got to the table, Marcy leaned over and 
got her purse. Her blouse dropped down when she leaned 
over, and I knew the waiter could see everything down to 
her navel.

He asked if we wanted dessert. I passed, but Marcy said, 
"I want something with cream. Do you have any cream pie?"

He just said, "Coconut cream."

She ordered a piece, then looked at me and said, "I have 
to powder my nose."

She left.

The waiter said, "Anything for you Sir?"

I politely declined.

Marcy soon returned. She slowly, almost slid onto her 
chair as she sat down.

She smiled and said, "So, did he get a good view?"

I nodded and said, "He knows what your nipples and your 
navel look like."

The waiter returned with Marcy's pie. She took a bite, 
and let some of the cream run down her chin. She took a 
finger and caught the gob of cream on it. She very slowly 
put her finger in her mouth and licked the cream off. 
When she was done, she sort of shifted in her seat some. 
I was watching the two older gentlemen out of the corner 
of my eye. They were watching everything.

Marcy then reached down, and tugged her dress down some.

I looked at her.

She just smiled and said, "They just saw my bare pussy, 
so time to act more careful."

A little later the two men got up to leave. As they 
walked by our table, one of them stopped and he leaned 
over and said softly "Lovely, just lovely, Thank you."

Marcy just beamed.

We returned to the hotel. She asked me "You going right 
to bed?"

I shrugged and she said, "Want a drink with me, I did not 
tell you about the stewardess?"

I nodded.

We went into her room, and she sat on the edge of the 
bed. I made her a drink, and opened a beer for myself. I 
sat in the side chair. At my angle, if she opened her 
legs, I would get a beaver shot.

She waited until I was settled then said, "You were 
there, when she came by that one time, and my tit almost 
fell out. I know she saw my nipple. I was not sure, about 
flashing another woman, but it seems like you know what 
to do."

I smiled.

She went on, "Truthfully, I never would have thought of 
flashing another woman. But once you got me to do it, it 
turned me on. So when you went away the second time, she 
came right over. She did not make any pretense, she 
leaned right over and asked if she could get me anything. 

I leaned right over too, and let her see my tits. From 
her angle, I knew she could see both of them plainly. She 
was very forward, and really stared at them. She even 
licked her lips seductively. I slid around a bit on the 
seat, and let my skirt slid up. It was just short of my 
pussy."

I was watching her, her face was a little flushed.

She said, "I was debating, if I should show it to her. I 
could feel myself getting wet. I could almost feel myself 
swelling down there. I did not have to decide. She 
actually asked me. She just whispered to me Please show 
it to me. I did, I let me skirt ride right up, and I was 
completely bare for her."

She took a breath and added "She was going to touch it. 
She leaned right over, and she was reaching for it. She 
was going to touch my cunt. Jesus, I wanted her to. I was 
so turned on, I wanted another woman to touch me. 

Then someone called her. God, was that a downer. It was 
like she had to tear herself away. Then you came back. I 
covered up some, but I really wanted to ask you to touch 
it. I know, just one small touch, and I would have cum."

I was smiling at her.

She looked at me and said, "The restaurant was fun too. 
It turned me on. But not like on the plane. I think it 
was just because that was new, and she did not hide what 
she wanted. If we ever get another chance like that, I 
want to really have fun."

I looked at her and asked "Like what."

She just looked at me and said, "I'm not sure, but I 
would like to really play on that idea. I'm not sure how 
far I would want to go. It's like the stewardess, Lynn. 
If there had been an opportunity for our threesome right 
then, I would have done it. But when I think of it now, 
it's not like I would say no, I just don't know what I 
would say."

I nodded and said, "I hope I'm not getting you in too 
deep."

Marcy smiled and said, "No, no, not at all. I love having 
you to guide me. Remember this is safer for me, and I am 
having fun. God knows I am turned on right now."

I looked at her and softly said, "Show me."

Her legs slowly opened, and I could see her bare cunt.

"Show me." I repeated.

Marcy slowly reached down and took her finger and ran it 
the lenght of her slit. She held it up. Her finger 
glistened with her juice in the light of the room.

I just said, "Hold it right there."

I got up and took her hand and moved her finger to my 
mouth. I opened and put her finger in my mouth. Her juice 
tasted sweet.

As soon as I did it, I stopped and said, "Good night."

I quickly left and went back to my room, but as I closed 
the door, I am sure I heard her say "Shit."

I did take it in hand when I got back to my room. 
Thinking of hot and bothered little Marcy gave me a real 
good cum. I did not dwell on it, but I imagined her doing 
the same.

The next day was going to be busy. I met Marcy for 
breakfast at the hotel. She was dressed in a nice 
business suit. Once we were seated, she looked at me, but 
she only smiled.

A little later she looked at me again and said, "It 
almost feels weird to have underwear on."

I laughed and said, "Business before pleasure."

Once the ice was broken, she seemed to relax. She looked 
at me and said, "You know I wanted you last night, don't 
you?"

I nodded and said, "I thought maybe that was the case."

"So?" was all she said.

"Marcy, if you remember when I first suggested this, I 
told you I would not touch you, unless you asked me to." 
I told her.

She looked down at her plate and said softly "Yes, I 
remember. You mean I have to ask?"

I just looked at her.

She said, "So, I am asking. I want you to touch me, I 
want you to make love to me. There, now next time, just 
do it, O.K."

I nodded and said, "Last night was rough on me too, but 
yes, no more asking, just doing."

She laughed and said, "I masturbated twice, how about 
you?"

"Just once." I replied.

"Think of me?" She asked.

I nodded and asked "You?"

She laughed lightly and said, "Yes, I thought of you, and 
that girl on the plane. Just you the first time, but the 
three of us the second time."

We delivered the contract from the day before and got a 
signed copy for ourselves. Then it was off to a couple 
more places. Marcy would enter the data into the laptop, 
and then we would be off again. We had three sales done 
by noon. We stopped for dinner at a small restaurant.

I said to her "I should start up as an independent. I 
could do this and make good money."

She looked at me and said, "If you do, can I work for 
you?"

I smiled and said, "We're a team now."

The afternoon brought in two more sales. We knocked off a 
little early, and Marcy did up the contracts. One outfit 
was in a big hurry.

I told Marcy "We will get that one signed first thing in 
the morning, and then fax it off, that way they can ship 
right away."

About five she was done. She knocked on my door, then 
came in. I was laying back watching TV.

"So, what about supper?" She asked.

I smiled and said, "I thought we might go out a little 
later, and then to a small club. I know one that is not 
too rough, and a sexy little thing like you can flash to 
your hearts content."

She smiled and came over and got on the bed. She just 
moved over enough that our hips were touching.

She said, "So, what time?"

I said, "An hour or so."

She just said, "I want you to tell me what you want me to 
wear tonight."

I said, "Can do."

She just curled up some and dozed off. I let her sleep, 
and watched the news. She maybe slept there for about an 
hour. Finally I gave her a little nudge.

She got up and went over to her place saying "Come over 
in half an hour or so."

I showered and got dressed. I wore a dress shirt and a 
pair of slacks. No tie tonight.

I went over and Marcy was freshly showered, and doing her 
makeup in the mirror.

She said, "There's three outfits there, take your pick."

I looked them over. There was a wrap around skirt, one 
with buttons down the front, and the third one which 
caught my eye. It was short, but had a slit up one side, 
that ran pretty high. I was deep in thought.

She said, "You pick one yet?"

"I kind of like the one with the slit." I told her.

She laughed and said, "I would have guessed that. If I do 
any walking, people will know I have a garter belt on."

"Cool." I said.

Then she said, "I like the powder blue blouse with it."

The blouse was frilly, and of course had buttons up the 
front."

She then said, "It's a bit tight on me, so shows better."

I nodded and said, "That was easy."

I went to leave, and she said, "You don't have to go."

I sat down.

She was demure. She put her nylons and garter belt on, 
sort of with her back to me. She had on a short robe, so 
I could see her slide the nylons up her legs, but not see 
up higher. She was soon ready. I had a fairly erotic 
show, without actually seeing anything.

We stopped at a restaurant for supper. We had a good 
meal, and I let her stay buttoned up. The waiter could 
see from the slit in her skirt that she had a garter belt 
on, but other than that we were saving things.

We were done supper and about ready to leave, when she 
said, "Last night, you licked my finger, you know, after 
I touched myself. Can I assume, that is something you 
like to do, I mean do you, do you like to, do you want 
to, I mean do you do that."

I let her stumble on. I did not say anything until we 
were on our way out the door.

I leaned over and whispered in her ear "Yes, Marcy, I 
love to eat cunt."

She looked at me quickly and smiled.

We went to a small club I knew about. I had been in there 
a few times on trips. I did not know many people, just 
John, the bartender.

John was not on, but I knew it was early. We found a 
table along one wall. It was rather hidden, but a couple 
of tables had a pretty good view, and a couple of seats 
at one end of the bar could see pretty good. Anyone 
looking closely could make out the top of her nylon.

She asked "Do you dance?'

I said, "Yes."

The crowd was not real heavy, as this was a week night. 
We both had a couple of drinks, and a small band started 
to play. Marcy had already undone two buttons on her 
blouse, and a nice amount of clevage was showing. We had 
a few dances. She looked real sexy shaking her body to 
the music. If anyone was watching her hips move, it would 
soon be obvious that she had on a garter belt, as the 
slit would open and let her leg show. The strap of her 
garter would show plainly. Her tight blouse emphazied her 
chest, and her braless tits bounced nicely. All together 
she was putting on a very sexy show, but nothing too bad.

During a break I noticed John the bartender that I knew 
was now working. John and I had a few discussions over 
the years, and were friends. I went to the bar to get us 
drinks. I stopped and talked to John for a moment.

"That's a hottie, with you." He said.

"A friend." I told him.

"A real looker." He said, adding "Good friend?"

I nodded, then I said "She likes to show off a bit 
though, just in fun."

John nodded and said, "She can show me anything she 
likes."

"I'll send her for drinks." I said, then added "If she 
has three buttons undone on her blouse, ask her if she 
will show you her tits."

John just looked at me.

"Just do it." I said.

He said, "OK, if you say so."

Marcy and I danced a little more. We were sitting one 
out, and I said to her "If you undo one more button, you 
think your tits will stay in your blouse when we dance?"

She looked at me and said, "I think so, but I would not 
bet the farm on it."

I said, "Your choice."

She rather carefully undid the third buton. During the 
next dance, she was moving to the music. I was watching 
her chest. A couple times I thought they might spill out, 
but they did not. I did notice a few other men watching 
and hoping also.

We were soon ready for another drink. I gave her a twenty 
dollar bill and said, "You get them this time."

She looked at me.

I said, "The dark guy on the bar is named John. I know 
him, and if he asks you to show him your tits, I want you 
to do it."

She just looked at me. It was like she was thinking. Then 
she said, "You really know him."

I said, "Pretty good friends."

She just nodded and took the twenty and went to the bar. 
She waited until John was free, then I saw her order the 
drinks. John was looking at her blouse. John got the 
drinks and when he passed them to her, I saw him say 
something to her. Marcy just stood there for a minute, 
then I saw her hands move in front of her, and soon she 
opened the sides of her blouse. 

She held it like that so only John could see. She stood 
there with it open for a few moments. It was not real 
long, but then again it was not just a quick flash. She 
then closed it up, and did the buttons. She did not 
realize that about six guys, three on each side of her 
had a great view in the mirror behind the bar.

She picked up the drinks and I heard John say "Thank 
you."

I think one of the guys at the bar, was going to do 
something, but John just put his hand on the guy's arm.

Marcy walked back to our table. Her face was flushed, but 
she had a satisfied smile on her face.

She sat down and immediately said, "Did you know all 
those guys would see me in the mirror? Jesus, I did not 
realize that until I started to button up."

I laughed softly and said, "So, fun?"

She just blushed and nodded. She had sat on the other 
side, so her legs were pretty much hid now.

She said, "I'm hot, and so wet."

I looked at her, but before I could say anything she 
said, "No, I am not going to show you. You want to know, 
slide around here some, and get a little feel yourself."

I did as she suggested. I moved closer to her, and made 
like I was whispering to her. My hand found her leg, and 
the slit to her dress. I slid My hand up and in. She 
parted her legs, and I ran my finger along her slit. She 
was soaking wet. I was going to push a finger into her, 
but decided not to. I brought my wet finger up. I gave it 
a little lick.

She said, "People are watching. They know what you just 
did."

I smiled and said, "And they are all jealous of me."

She just looked at me. Then she reached over and rubbed 
my thigh under the table.

She said, "I think we should be leaving soon."

We finished our drinks, then caught a taxi back to the 
hotel. She just held my hand in the cab, squeezing it 
every now and then.

As we got to our rooms, she just pointed to mine, then 
her's and said, "Which?"

I said, "Yours."

We went into her room, and closed the door. As soon as 
the door closed, she turned, and pulled me into a hot, 
wet kiss. She was the agressor, as she poked her tongue 
into my mouth. I hugged her tight, and kissed her back.

We broke and she said, "I have wanted to do that for some 
time."

She then said to me "Do you want me to put on a little 
show for you?"

I nodded.

She sat down in the side chair, and slowly undid her 
blouse. Once it was undone, she just let it part and her 
tits stuck out. Her tits were perfectly formed, and I 
would say a B cup. Not real big, just nice. Her nipples 
poked out nicely. She sort of pressed her tits together 
with her arms. Then she raised her body, and pushed her 
skirt down and off. She must have undone it while I was 
staring at her tits. Once it was off, she brought her 
legs up, and put them over the arms of the chair. This 
spread her cunt open for my eyes.

"Watch." She said.

I watched as she reached down and took a tit, and slowly 
pulled it up. Even though she was not that big, she could 
easily get her lips to her nipple. She sucked her own 
nipple. She then took one hand and reached down, and 
slipped a finger into her wet cunt.

She smiled at me around her nipple as she continued to 
suck. I just moved closer, and stripped off my clothes. 
Once I was naked, I knelt on the floor, and looked 
closely at her cunt.

She moved her hand away, and just let me look at her. I 
glanced up, and she had stopped playing with her breast, 
and had her hands resting on her legs. She was watching 
me with a little smile playing on her lips.

I returned to looking at her cunt. She had full, meaty 
cunt lips. She also was very smooth around the sides, and 
the only hair was a little tuff at the top of her slit. 
As I looked at her, a little drop of her juice leaked out 
fron between her lips. The lips were stuck together by 
her wetness, except for the bottom, where she had poked 
her finger in her hole. This little opening was awash 
with her cunt cream.

I leaned forward, and blew lightly in her hole. She 
shivered and opened her legs a little wider, and pulled 
her legs up a little more. Her cunt and crotch were 
totally open to me. I very slowly lowered my mouth and 
gave a little lick along her one cunt lip. She let out a 
little gasp as I made contact. I licked the other lip, 
then slowly sucked both of her lips into my mouth. 

I just sucked on them, pulling on them and stretching 
them out. Her lips were smooth and slippery with her 
juice. I sucked on her lips for a bit, then slowly, 
savouring every moment, slid my tongue down to her cunt 
hole. This put my tongue right between her lips. I slowly 
ran my tongue up opening her lips as I went up her crack. 
Her slit opened wetly for me, and soon I was at her clit. 
Her clit stood out nicely and was the size of a marble.

I licked up one side of her clit and down the other. I 
did not actually touch it. From there I went back down 
her wet slit until I was at her cunt hole. I shoved my 
tongue into her. I was rewarded with a long deep moan 
that sounded like it came from deep in her chest. I 
licked all around her hole as I tongued it. Her juice was 
sweet and soon coated my chin.

I moved back to her clit. Her hands came to rest on my 
head, and she pulled my face to her clit, pressing me to 
her. This time I did not fool around. I put the flat of 
my tongue directly on her clit, and licked it firmly, 
moving my tongue back and forth across it using quick 
little licks.

Marcy just moaned, "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck I'm going to cum, 
Lick me hard, I'm going to cum."

I did not have to put more pressure on, as her hands 
actually pulled my hair, pressing me tightly to her wet 
crotch. I only had to move my tongue, and I did so. 
Rapidly running it back and forth across her throbbing 
clit.

She moaned again, and said, "I'm cumming, fuck I'm 
cumming so good."

I licked her a little higher, and as I felt her muscles 
rippling, I pushed my way down her slit, to her wet cunt 
hole, and tongue fucked her hard and fast. Her hips 
bucked up to meet my tongue, and she was actually pulling 
my hair.

I glanced up at her across her rippling stomach. She was 
watching me with smokey eyes. I continued to tongue fuck 
her as I watched her. Her face was flushed with her 
arousal, and she had a very satisfied smile on her face.

I slowed my tongue as I felt her coming down from her 
climax. Her hands relaxed from gripping my head, and then 
her legs relaxed.

I looked up at her. She was smiling down at me. She just 
mouthed a thank you.

I stood up, and she noticed my hard cock. She stared at 
it, then smiled and said, "Oh, yes."

She stood and moved over to the bed. She lay down on her 
back, and then opened her legs, and her arms, reaching 
for me. I got on the bed, and crawled between her legs. 
She quickly took hold of me, and guided my cock to her 
wet cunt hole. I pushed the head in, and then pulled back 
just slightly and then slid my whole cock into her with 
one slow thrust. I was watching her face, and she almost 
grimaced, but quickly relaxed.

She saw me watching her and said, "You are a little 
bigger than I am used to."

I pushed into her and held it there.

She said, "You in a rush."

I said, "No, I want to drag this out."

She wrapped her legs around me and pulled my mouth to 
her's. She kissed me, licking my lips and queezing me 
tightly. When she stopped kissing me, she smiled and said 
"Did you know, no one has ever licked me down there 
before. I loved you doing it to me."

I kissed her lightly on the nose, then the lips and said, 
"I was not sure, but I thought maybe it was a first for 
you."

She smiled back at me and said, "No one has ever seen me 
suck my own tit either. But I liked showing you."

I kissed her again, and started to move my hips some.

She then asked "So, did you like seeing me do it?"

I just whispered "Yes, it was very sexy. I like seeing a 
woman touch herself, arouse herself. I find you are so 
open with me."

She said softly, "I love doing things for you."

I started to fuck her a little faster. I was using long 
deep stokes, as I fucked in and out of her. She was tight 
on my cock, but her wetness made her a smooth fuck. She 
would squeeze me with her cunt muscles, and raise her 
hips to meet me. Her sexy legs were wrapped around me, 
and every now and then she would use them to pull me in 
deeper.

I looked down at her and said, "There is a lot you 
haven't done?"

She just nodded and said, "A lot, but I will do them with 
you."

I fucked her a little faster and she said, "I have only 
fucked my husband, so I'm safe, and I'm still on the 
pill, as we don't want kids just yet."

I just smiled at this news.

"So pump me full of you cum." She said softly.

I was starting to get close, as my nuts were beginning to 
tingle with their load.

"I'm going to be soon." I whispered.

Her answer to that was to fuck her hips up and down on 
me, as she strained to meet my thrusts. She was breathing 
heavy, and I guessed she was close also. My cock was 
trying to cum, and I was trying to hold back. Suddenly my 
cock won out, as my cum raced rapidly up my shaft, and 
then spilled deep into her cunt.

"Cumming," I told her.

Her hips bucked a few times quickly, and she then said, 
"Me too, cumming again."

I leaned down and kissed her and fucked her hard. I was 
kissing her and fucking her all through her climax. 
Finally I slowed, and took my mouth off her's. She took a 
deep breath, and just kind of went loose under me. I 
jabbed her a couple more times, then rolled off to the 
side. As I lay back, she moved so she was laying on me. I 
put an arm around her and squeezed her to me. Marcy 
wrapped one arm around me, and hugged me tightly.

We lay there together for a while not saying anything. I 
was lost in my thought, and so was she.

Marcy stirred and moved her head, so that it was resting 
on my chest, as she looked up at me. She said, "I want to 
do you every way. I have not had it from behind, There is 
so much that I have never done. Teach me will you?"

I just smiled and said, "It will be my pleasure."

We fell asleep in each other's arms.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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