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My Office Slut
by Von der Tann (nobler@accesswave.ca)

***

A remarkable woman comes into a man's life, profes-
sionally and personally. (MF, FF, slut)

***

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'm doing my job.

My 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 at 
her 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.

***

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

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

I smiled, "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.

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

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, "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 
heart's content."

She smiled and came over and got on the bed. She just 
moved over enough that our hips were touching. "So, what 
time?"

"An hour or so," I suggested.

"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 are three outfits there, you 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.
"You pick one yet?" she asked.

"I kind of like the one with the slit," I replied.

She laughed, "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 made a face, "It's a bit tight on me, so shows 
better."

I nodded and said, "That was easy."

I got up 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.

"Just a friend," I replied.

"A real looker, just the same," he said, adding, "Good 
friend?"

I nodded, "She likes to show off a bit though, just for 
fun."

John nodded back, "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'll show you her tits."

John just looked at me.

"Just do it," I said.

He said, "Okay, 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 wouldn't 
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.

***

The wakeup call in the morning was a little slow. I 
guess they had phoned my room first, and not getting an 
answer, finally phoned Marcy's room.

That had us a bit behind, but we soon caught up. It was 
fun watching her naked body racing off to the shower. 
First breakfast, then running around getting the 
contracts signed. The Company that was in a hurry, let 
me fax a copy to the office. That and a phone call had 
that job underway. We had a light lunch at the airport 
restaurant, then caught the plane home.

Our friendly stewardess was not on. I think Marcy was a 
bit disappointed.

She seemed to be down a bit.

I said to her "I called Lynn, and explained we were very 
busy this trip, but suggested maybe on another trip. She 
said to call anytime."

Marcy just looked at me.

Then I added "And on the weekend, I am going to plan a 
real interesting trip. In Seattle, I have a membership 
to a private little club. I will dream up some good 
ideas for you."

Marcy just squeezed my arm tightly.

Monday morning I was late getting in. I had done some 
checking, and I had one company lined up, that if I went 
independent, I could do business with them.

Marcy was busy when I got in, but she smiled brightly at 
me. After morning break I gave her the schedule for 
Seattle. We would make it a three day trip, like the 
previous one. I particularly wanted to see a customer, 
who did a lot of business through me. If I could get 
him, I could easily become an independent broker.

Monday went quickly, and on Tuesday afternoon, Marcy had 
her break in my office.

She asked "You have any hints about what you have 
planned?"

I said, "Just one, Would you mind acting like my slave? 
Nothing serious, but at this club I belong to, it is 
pretty private, and the members sometimes do weird 
things. I have seen lesbians sitting and kissing in 
plain sight."

Marcy smiled and said "I think I could handle that. I 
don't have to call you master all night do I?"

I said, "No, basically I just want to walk in there, 
with you wearing a collar, and a leash."

Marcy looked at me and asked, "A leash?"

I nodded and said, "Just like I owned you."

She smiled her little coy smile and asked "Nothing 
weird, just a collar and a leash? I mean no master 
stuff, no making me do anything I don't want?"

I said, "That is all. Anything else we talk about at the 
time, but nothing you don't want to do. I mean at any 
time, if you don't want to do something, you just say 
so."

Marcy smiled and then actually laughing lightly said "A 
leash, God what am I letting you do."

Tuesday came and went quickly. On her way out the door 
on Tuesday night, Marcy said, "I will do it."

I looked at her, and she leaned close and whispered, 
"The collar and leash."

Wednesday we flew to Seattle. The sale that had been 
such a rush in L.A. was a new account for me, and the 
commission was worth a few thousand in my pocket. I had 
decided to blow some of it.

Marcy dressed sexy on the plane, but no one seemed to 
notice. I don't think it bothered her, as she dozed a 
lot of the time. The first afternoon in Seattle was just 
running to a couple of places, and getting their orders 
for the month. Marcy came along, and ran the laptop.

After supper she said "So, where's the leash?"

I said, "A little impatient are we, that is tomorrow 
night."

She looked a little disappointed.

I said, "I'm sorry, darling, I should have let you know. 
I thought we might do some shopping tonight."

The word shopping seemed to brighten her up. We went to 
a small mall, and first we went to the pet store. I 
found a nice dog collar, and a leash. The collar had 
little brass circles on it, and it looked quite 
elaborate. It had a little brass buckle that made it 
adjustable.

I said to her in front of the sales lady "Your neck is 
about the same size as Fido's, let me check this."

I put the collar on Marcy and gently did the buckle. It 
fit her perfectly. Marcy was blushing all through me 
doing this. The sales lady was in her thirties, and she 
just looked on with an amused smile.

I bought the collar, and then picked out a leash.

The sales lady asked "Do you want one that lets her run 
a bit, or do you want to keep her on a short leash?"

Marcy's face turned a bright red, but she did not say 
anything. I smiled at the sales lady and said "I never 
let her run."

The sale went well and outside the store Marcy grabbed 
my arm and said "She knew it was for me."

I just said, "Not until she stressed the she, and you 
blushed like a virgin on her wedding night."

Marcy then laughed out loud.

We then stopped at a boutique. I took her right to the 
nylon section. I told her I wanted her to get a pair of 
thigh highs, and then a skirt short enough that they 
would show the tops when she was standing. I shopped 
with her long enough to get her a small white top. It 
had spaghetti straps, and enclosed her breasts tightly. 
A young sales girl soon joined us.

I told Marcy to try the top on so I could see it.

She just looked at me and asked, "Without the bra?"

I nodded.

She soon had it on, without the bra. It was thin enough 
that if you were sitting close enough, you could see the 
darkness of her nipples outlined in it. It was also 
tight enough, the shape of her tits showed clearly.

I nodded. The sales girl was watching Marcy closely, and 
it appeared that she was getting a little turned on, as 
her cheeks were flushed slightly.

Next was a skirt. we found one that was both short 
enough and while tight, had enough stretch to it that 
Marcy could bend and walk. If she bent too much her ass 
showed. She had it on, and I said "Try the nylons with 
it."

She went to the dressing room, and turning she asked the 
sales girl "Can you help me?"

The sales girl went into the dressing room with her.

They seemed to be in there for a bit. Then Marcy came 
out. She looked fabulous. The skirt was just above the 
thigh highs. There was maybe an inch of bare flesh 
showing. The skirt hung down enough that her flat 
stomach showed about two inches bare, before the top 
started.

Marcy whispered to me, "I feel almost naked with this 
on."

I knew she did not have panties on, so I could 
appreciate her comment.

I turned to the sales girl, who was staring intently at 
Marcy, and said "We will take them all."

She just smiled. Marcy went to take them off, and again 
asked the girl to help her.

A little later, we were on our way.

Marcy hugged my arm and said "That was so mean. She 
wanted to touch me so bad. I stripped right off. I was 
standing there naked letting her see all of me. She was 
so flushed, and I know she wanted me. I even brushed her 
chest once, but I think she was worried about her job. 
But I know she wanted to touch me."

I smiled at her, and said "Next is shoes. Do you want a 
male or female to wait on you?"

She just smiled and said, "Maybe a male this time."

The shoe store we went into, only had two people 
working. The one was a woman, who I would guess was 
right around thirty. The other was a male, who was forty 
at least.

I turned to Marcy and shrugged and asked "Want to go to 
another store?"

She just said, "No, I saw a pair I liked in the window, 
and I don't have a problem with giving an older guy a 
treat."

So she went right up to the older guy and asked about 
the shoes in the window. He quickly came back with a 
pair.

She sat, while he tried them on her feet. Of course she 
would raise her leg a bit, and he had a good view of her 
naked bottom. I was standing back watching, and I could 
see her naked cunt.

The man was very professional, and did not seem to be 
distracted at all. I could tell he was enjoying the 
view, but he just talked about the shoes.

I noticed the woman who worked there standing beside me. 
She could see right up Marcy's skirt also.

She whispered to me, "I would like to have waited on 
her."

I just smiled.

Marcy soon had a pair of heels. they were only about 
three inches, but looked fine on her. I knew she would 
look terrific with her new outfit.

We soon were outside. Marcy took my arm and said, "What 
A nice man, he did his job with the shoes, then after 
all that, he complimented me on as he called them my 
charms."

"The woman who worked there, came over by me, and she 
could see also. Said she would like to have waited on 
you." I told her.

We got back to the hotel, and I followed Marcy right 
into her room. She just said, "Get naked and on the 
bed."

I stripped and settled down on my back on the bed. Marcy 
looked at my hard cock, and slowly took her clothes off. 
She came over and lifting a leg, straddled me. She 
leaned down and kissed me. I could feel her hot, wet 
cunt pressing against my stomach.

She said, "You are so good to me. The clothes and stuff 
came to what? A hundred?"

I just smiled and said, "I got a big commission in L.A."

She raised up some, and wiggled down on me. She took 
hold of my cock and brought it to her cunt. She ran it 
the length of her slit, coating my cock with her juice.

Then she sat down on my cock, shoving it deep inside 
her. She gasped, but then said "Here's some more 
commission."

With that she started to fuck up and down on my cock. 
She would do that for a bit, then slow down, so that she 
was just rocking back and forth on me. She was watching 
me, as she fucked me.

"Like it?" She asked.

"Love your tight cunt," I replied.

She began fucking me faster, and suddenly I started to 
rise to meet her, pushing my cock even deeper into her. 
Marcy moaned and said "Yes, do it."

She was fucking me, and I was matching her as I 
continued to thrust upward to meet her.

She said between pants, "I had fun tonight. I wish that 
young one would have had the nerve to touch me though. I 
was really wet. Then the older guy, I would have let him 
lick me."

She giggled and said, "I like older guys."

With that she fucked up and down on me hard. I reached 
up and took hold of her pointy nipples. I gently pulled 
on them, then rolled them between my finger and thumb, 
still pulling a bit as I did it. She just concentrated 
on fucking me. I was getting close. Watching Marcy show 
off was a big turn on for me also. I knew she was turned 
on also, as she was so wet when she lowered herself on 
me.

She looked down at me and said, "Hurry up, I'm going to 
cum soon."

I just said, "Whenever you are ready."

She jammed her hips down on me, and sank my cock deep 
into her. Then she rose up, and did it again.

"When you cum, I am getting you in deep" she said.

I just said, "Soon."

She resumed fucking me hard. I was bucking up to meet 
her, jabbing my cock deep into her clinging wetness. I 
could feel her starting as I felt a quick spasm deep 
inside her. I let my hands slide down from her tits to 
her hips. I bucked my cock up into her hard, and I felt 
her spasm again.

She said, "Do it again. I'm ready to cum."

I was ready also, so lifted my hips off the bed, and 
held her hips steady, pulling her down on me. I got in 
real deep, and as I did her first spasm set me off, and 
my cock erupted deep in her hot cunt.

She was gasping, "Yes, I can feel it, here I cum. 
Cumming, cumming so good."

She did as she said, she jammed her hips down and held 
me in deep. Her cunt spasmed all around my cock, and her 
muscles milked my cum out of me to spill into her. She 
had her palms flat on my chest, and her head back. She 
was moaning softly all through her climax.

She gradually milked me dry, and then she pumped up and 
down a couple of times. She looked down at me and said 
"You are a good fuck."

I just smiled up at her and said, "You mean for an older 
guy."

She just laughed softly and said, "Give that a rest. You 
are not that much older, and besides, it took someone 
your age to figure out what I needed."

We soon were asleep.

The next day was busy running around from place to 
place. All my regular customers were ordering.

I stopped during the afternoon to see Karl. Karl was an 
old customer, and he did a lot of business through me. 
He had even given me the membership in the private club.

I mentioned I was thinking about setting up as an 
independent. He said he would support me.

Just with the orders of that day, we had made a very 
successful trip. On the way back to the hotel, Marcy and 
I stopped for supper.

She looked at me and said, "So, soon I get to play the 
slave."

I nodded and said, "You are looking forward to it, 
aren't you?"

She just smiled and nodded.

Supper done, we went upstairs. It was already seven. I 
knew there was no rush. I went with her to her room. I 
gave her my instructions.

I said, "We have some time. I could eat you while we are 
waiting."

She laughed and said, "As much as I would like that, I 
am saving it for after. If this goes anything like you 
have planned, I am going to be so horny."

I was going to mention she could blow me, but then 
thought better of it.

Actually she had never mentioned doing that. Something 
to find out.

She laid down on the bed, and said, "Wake me in an 
hour."

I went over to my room and watched the news. The hour 
actually went very quickly. A little after eight I 
phoned her.

She answered with a cheery, "Hi."

I just said, "Time to get that cute little ass of yours 
in gear."

She laughed and said, "Yes, master."

Then she laughed again and hung up. I showered and 
shaved, and got dressed.

It was pushing nine when Marcy phoned me.

"I'm all dressed, except for the attachments. You can do 
that," she said.

I went over, and slowly put the collar on her.

She was smiling as I did it, and said, "I'm liking this 
idea."

I produced a raincoat, and she put it on. That way, no 
one could see until we got to the club. The taxi driver 
was short, and then we were there.

We walked in, and I presented my card. Once inside we 
went to the cloak room, and I hung up Marcy's coat. I 
took the leash out of the pocket, and hooked it to the 
collar. The leash was about six feet long.

I said to her, "Ready?"

She just nodded, almost meekly.

I slowly led her into the club. She stayed just a bit 
behind me, so the leash would not drag. She looked 
terrific. Her braless tits bounced in her little top, 
and her long legs showed off her stocking nicely. The 
effect of an inch of bare skin between the tops of her 
thigh highs and the skirt was really quite fetching. The 
three inch heels showed her legs to great effect. I 
noticed quite a few people looking at us.

There was a table along one wall. I led her to it, and 
as she sat down, I actually looped the end of the leash 
around a table leg, making it look like she was tied 
there.

She looked at me and whispered, "I'm wet already."

I smiled and The way she was sitting, her legs were 
facing me. Her skirt did pull up, but all that showed 
was more leg.

I ordered up drinks, and the waitress stopped and 
looked, but then came over. She was very nice, and 
smiled at Tracy. She said "I love the outfit. I think I 
could do that."

Tracy smiled and said, "I'm having fun."

A couple of older gentlemen walked by and stopped and 
looked. One said to the other, "I am going to do that."

We finished our drinks and the band had started to play. 
I carefully undid the leash, and wrapping it around my 
hand, we moved to the dance floor. We presented quite a 
sight. Me dancing with a beautiful girl and her with a 
collar and leash on.

We were spending a very pleasant evening. It was a 
little after ten, when I saw someone I knew. Not real 
well, but she was the wife of my customer Karl, and I 
had met her before.

I saw her look at us, then she looked again. I 
remembered her name was Karen, and she stood at least 
five foot ten. She was the classic blonde goddess. Her 
height made her look a bit like an Amazon. She was 
shapely and moved very confidently.

I saw her look at me a couple of times, and finally I 
gave her a little wave. A look of recognition passed 
over her face, and she got up, and approached us.

She neared and said, "You are Lukas, right?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, we met at a party about a year 
ago, Karl does a lot of business with me."

She motioned to the empty chair and asked, "May I?"

She sat down, and finally looked directly at Marcy. 
Marcy actually blushed a bit.

Karen turned to me and said "Lovely, just lovely."

Marcy was sitting close to me, and I felt her put her 
hand on my leg.

Karen then said, "An actual slave, or just having fun."

I said, "Just fun."

Karen said softly, "That's too bad, I wanted to buy her 
for half an hour."

I felt Marcy tighten her hand on my leg.

I just said to Karen, "That really would be up to 
Marcy."

Karen seemed to brighten with that remark. She then 
said, "Okay, let's think about this. If I buy her, who 
gets the money?"

I said, "Why Marcy would, But only if I agree."

Karen said, "Fair enough. I just want to take her in the 
wash room, and then put that leash between my legs, and 
pull on it from behind me."

I felt Marcy write "YES" on my leg.

I said "What are we talking for the half hour?"

Karen looked at me and then at Marcy and said "So Marcy, 
can Lukas sell you to me for thirty minutes?"

Marcy blushed and slowly nodded.

Karen said, "She looks so innocent."

Then to Marcy she said, "You know what I am asking for?"

Marcy said, "I have not done that, so I am not sure what 
to do."

She blushed sweetly as she said it.

Karen looked at her, and said, "You are innocent."

Then she looked at me and said, "Two hundred, thirty 
minutes, and I'll show her what to do."

Marcy was squeezing my leg and trying to write "YES" on 
my leg.

I looked at Karen and said "Deal. Just remember she is 
innocent, so nothing rough."

Karen said, "I am never rough."

I got up, and walked around and untied the leash, and 
passed it to Karen.

She started to take out the money, but I stopped her.

"Do that inside, please, it is her money," I told her.

Karen smiled and said, "Wonderful idea."

Then she added, "Time starts from the door."

I just nodded, and she gently tugged Marcy up. Marcy 
looked both happy and worried. She just rose, and stood 
there looking like a meek little girl. Karen turned and 
led her away. I watched as they went to the washroom 
door.

Marcy did look back, then they disappeared inside.

I waved over the waitress and ordered another drink. She 
smiled and said "I see Karen borrowed your friend."

I just nodded, and then looked at her.

She smiled again and said, "Karen will do her right."

I must have looked puzzled because she added "Bet your 
friend has already cum once, and will again before she 
is back."

I smiled and said, "Okay, thanks for telling me that, I 
feel better."

She just smiled and walked away. I got up and walked 
around, but did not see anyone I knew. I returned to me 
seat. I did not note the time when they went in, so did 
not know exactly when the half hour would be up. I 
looked at my watch and it was now ten thirty two. I 
figured they had been gone about fifteen minutes. I 
slowly sipped my drink, and thought about how I would 
like to be a fly on the washroom wall. But then I 
decided to forget it, I was sure I would hear all about 
it.

I finished my drink and the waitress appeared with 
another. She smiled and said "That's on the house. It 
must be hard waiting."

I just smiled and said, "No, actually I am waiting for 
later to hear all about it."

The waitress moved a little closer, and said "I could 
tell you, but then that would ruin the fun, right?"

I smiled and said, "That's right, but I think your 
version might be interesting some time."

She just smiled and said, "You never know."

Then she was off, serving other people.

It was just about ten to eleven, when they came out of 
the washroom. Karen led her back to the table, and made 
a display of handing me back the leash.

She said, "Worth every penny, and so lovely. I could 
take her home with me, but then Karl would get jealous."

She then patted Marcy on the head, and looking at me 
said, "Thanks."

She then left. She did not even go back to her table, 
just right out the door.

As soon as she was gone out of sight, Marcy said 
quickly, "Get me out of here. I am bursting to tell you 
about it as I fuck you silly."

We quickly left.

***

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 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 that, I stopped and said, "Good night."

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

END

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isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
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