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Office Slut (MF, FF)
By Von der Tann (nobler@accesswave.ca)

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Work related sexcapades (MF, FF, work)

***

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 recognize 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 rumor, 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, and 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 counseling, 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 recognize 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 "O.K. O.K. 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 coming 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 kind 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 colored 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 length 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 cleavage 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 emphasized 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 "O.K., 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 button. 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 
hers 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 aggressor, 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 from 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, 
savoring 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 smoky 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 
hers. She kissed me, licking my lips and squeezing 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 hers. 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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