1 comments/ 33951 views/ 7 favorites The Red Panties By: A-Heart-On It was suddenly quiet as I stood there in the dim candle light, the music having just paused. I was nearly naked and standing in front of my mistress. I had just performed a strip show for her enjoyment. "Now the panties, take them off," she said. I had playfully removed all my clothes, and now I was to remove the red lace-trimmed panties that she had required me to wear under my clothes all day. Wearing the silky panties had teased me even though they felt wonderful against my smooth balls; they barely covered my ass cheeks and my cock, and my balls fell out of them, requiring frequent adjustment. The erotic thoughts they engendered when I found them in the morning laid out for me to wear meant my mistress had a plan for later, and the anticipation both excited and frightened me. Now I suddenly felt shy, maybe it was the quiet, I noticed my breathing--the realization of my nakedness. What was I doing? I was having second thoughts. "Now, Slave, your mistress demands it." My mind had begun to drift. Her words quickly brought me back. I was here to please her, so I timidly tucked my thumbs in the waistband and slowly worked them down my long legs, turning and bending to give her an excellent view of my ass and the tattoo she had put there. My full cock was throbbing, thankful to be free at last, but I would be coy, keeping my ass facing her. "You do have such a cute ass. That was a nice show, my sweet little fuck. Are you afraid to show me your cock and smooth balls?" "No, mistress." "Well then, I require that you crawl over here and present them for my inspection." I moved to her on my hands and knees so that Mistress could approve my freshly shaved balls. I had tried very hard that morning to make sure I had gotten them nice and smooth, knowing that she was likely to inspect them later. I would surely be paddled if they were not to her liking. My mistress liked them very smooth and slippery with my cock hard and ready for her. She ran her fingers over my smooth balls, and along my bobbing shaft and then over my bottom, teasing my little hole. It made me squirm and wiggle. She liked to see me squirm! "Very nice, Slave. I approve," she cooed. Satisfied with the shaving job, Mistress took out the toys she wanted to use for our playtime from her special leather bag. I was getting heated up and waiting to see the chosen toys was making me even more excited. The first one she pulled out was a red dildo, a new, large one my mistress must have recently ordered. She would be slipping it into her as-yet-unseen harness at the appropriate time. The second toy was a new string of very large anal beads. She meant to have my little hole filled and stretched. Mistress then pulled out two nipple clips, the last of the evening's toys, and set them on the table for me to see before she would, most likely, blindfold me. I think she liked seeing my terrified response to her selections. It made me squirm even more... knowing what was coming but not when. Mistress was sitting on the couch as I knelt naked beside her. She liked watching me when I couldn't see her and what she was doing; and she had a few other surprises planned for her guy-slut. So she now slipped a blindfold over my eyes, and then she gave each nipple a little twist, now that I was in the dark. My cock twitched to attention and I moaned in surprise. I felt her warm lips on mine. "I love you. Now you are mine," she said after a long, wet kiss. My mistress was having fun. She positioned me on my hands and knees in front of her so she would have a good view of my bottom. Then she began slipping the beads in, one after another. Every time it happens to me, it is a strange feeling, as each one slips in and my hole is stretched open and then tightens closed as the muscles contract. This time I felt the string as it wiggled deeper and deeper into my bowels. She gave me a swat on my ass as she popped in the last bead, her red handprint surely visible on my white bottom. My legs were spread wide, giving my mistress a perfect view of my harnessed balls, my taut cock, and the ring on the end of the string of beads, which hung out of my anus. She knew very well that when I was this hot I would be totally hers to use. Next she reached under me and pulled my nipples. I arched my back and my cock jumped as she started working them. I let out a loud moan as she pulled my nipples very hard. She couldn’t believe I could take as much nipple play as I did, but she loved the feeling of being able to use me as hard as she could, always amazed that I would still want more. She was experienced at teasing, and right now my tits were hers. I was squirming, ready for the clips? She knew she wanted them on me. But she was unsure; I’d never had anything so tight and pinching on them before. Could I stand it? "Thank you for the new toys mistress," I moaned quietly as I sat up so that she might have better access to my nipples. She bent over and drew each one into her mouth. She wanted to ensure they were good and erect before she clipped the clamps on. I let out a gasp as she closed the first clip over my erect nipple, and I experienced the conflicting feelings of pleasure and pain that were running through me. I threw back my head and arched my spine with the electric sensation of the second clip. I trembled from the pain... and the pleasure. She slipped down and quickly pulled my hands behind me, and in a few swift motions--almost before I realized it, focused as I was on my nipples--she had them tightly bound with black silken cords from the bag. Kneeling before her now helpless slut, she forcefully pushed me over so that with my belly landed across the low table in front of us. She had placed a blanket and pillow there earlier. I had wondered to myself what she had planned when I saw them laid out; now I knew. I could not resist when she then tied my legs to the opposite legs of the table. With my arms bound I could not get up from that position if I had wanted to. She had me lie there like that for some time. Evidently she was busily making several more adjustments to her plan. I was both deeply aroused and, frankly, scared, as I anticipated what was to come. As I lay there I sensed Mistress had returned and was surveying her efforts, maybe even taking some pictures of me. As she quietly moved around the room, I thought I detected the click of a shutter. After a bit she knelt down beside me, and putting her lips to my ear, said, "How is my little fuck-slave doing?" and before waiting for an answer quickly yanked one bead out. "OH!" I yelped. "Yes, I see," she whispered. There was a pause, then another bead popped out. Squirming against my bonds, I moaned again. "Yes, my pretty slut-boy, I am taking pictures," she whispered again. "You don't mind, do you?" She was reading my mind. "I thought I might send a few to my friend Trixie." "Oh, you can't do that," I protested. Whack! My bottom tingled. "Oh, it doesn't look to me like you have much say in the matter." she chuckled, and gave me another swat on my rosy butt. I began to protest again more loudly. "Now, now my pink pet," she said as she petted my bottom, "your little noisy outburst will just spoil all my fun." She worked some kind of fabric into my mouth. I think it was her panties. Before she did this, I had known I had no control over what was being done to me, but now I had absolutely no say, either. "Sweets, I just wanted to have a few pictures to remember our fun evening. Don't worry, I was just kidding about Trixie. But," she paused, "hmmm, you know it does seem like a fun idea. Trixie would get a kick out of that--Don't you agree?" I could only mumble my inaudible protest into the fabric. She went on: "Seeing that you don't mind, I'll just take a few more. Your balls look cute hanging there." Once again I could feel her presence as she moved about me, taking her pictures. Every so often she would adjust me for a better angle on her shot, or fondle my parts so my cock stiffened up nice and hard for her pictures. "Lets get those clamps off your nipples. I'd like to get a few of your red hot nipples and those clamps are spoiling the view. She removed the clips, and as the blood rushed back into my nipples it felt as if they were on fire. I had not a moment to endure it, when suddenly I felt a harsh slap on my ass causing me to scream into my gag. She began paddling me even harder. "I want a little more pink in my photos," she panted. My ass must have been getting good and red-hot; it certainly was stinging like hell. I had forgotten all about my nips in a hurry. She moved away, and once again I could hear the click of the camera as she circled around me. When she was satisfied she squatted down next to me. "I've got quite a few nice pictures, here, so I'm going to check them out and send a few to Trixie." And with that she stood and I could hear her leave the room. "Stay put, now," she laughed, her voice getting fainter as her heels clicked down the hall toward the computer room. I didn't have long to wait. She was right back and once again kneeling down next to me. "On second thought, I've decided that it would be lots more fun for you to see the pictures, too, so here's the deal. I am going to untie your legs and lead you into the other room by your harness. If you misbehave my sweet slut, well, it won't be as much fun for you as it will be for me." She laughed again, to herself, as she began to untie me. When my legs were free once more, she helped me up and led me by my cock and ball harness down the hall and into one of the large, padded chairs in front of the computer. I sank gratefully into the chair. It was sooo much more comfortable than laying across the table had been. She quickly tied my arms and legs tightly into the chair with more of the cords she kept in the bag for just this purpose. I could hear her typing. After a bit she slipped off the blindfold. There on the overly-bright screen in front of my eyes was an e-mail to Trixie, which my blurred eyes couldn't read. As my eyes began to adjust, she popped the photo disk into the reader. Then I looked down at her hips and saw that she had put on her dildo harness while I'd been tied and blindfolded. Now what was she up to? The e-mail disappeared from the screen as my various private parts began to appear in its place. Big, bright and in living color. She was obviously having fun with the photos, sorting, cropping and moving them around using our photo software. She began chattering away like one of the squirrels in the tree outside our bedroom window. "Let's see, do I like this one or that, what about this or... oh my that's a nice view." When she was satisfied with her efforts, she exclaimed, "Now, my little fuck-slut I think I have decided which ones I want to send!" On the desktop she had about eight, which she claimed were the the most provocative--as if they all weren't. When she saw my wide-eyed expression, she smiled and gave my nipples a tweak. She then opened an attachment and began to load the pictures. Bound and gagged as was, I was totally helpless to do a thing about it. I could only watch, mouthing inaudible swear words into the gag as each image was moved into the the e-mail attachment. Finally, after all the pictures had been loaded, she slid the pointer across the page in what seemed to be agonizingly slow motion--perhaps she was exaggerating the time it took to move the slider just to tease me, or maybe it just seemed that way given my dizzy state of mind. At any rate, it seemed to take forever for the cursor to reach the box marked Send Now. She clicked the mouse with that little ding, and in that instant the e-mail with the pictures was gone. In response to what was most assuredly my expression of horror, she said only,"My that was easy and fun. You know Trixie will love hearing from us." I sat stunned, literally unable to move. No one but my dearest mistress had ever seen erotic pictures of me. I had never had the slightest desire to share them with anyone else, even Trixie, who was my mistress' best friend. She sat there next to me in silence for a few minutes, which was usually a sign of trouble to come. Finally she spoke. "Well, well, my sweet, sexy fuck. We still have that new red dildo to play with. And it matches those red panties so beautifully. But then, maybe I'll save it for later when Trixie comes over. She's going to be here real soon once she gets that e-mail. She paused again, "On the other hand, why wait for Trixie? Let's get busy, slut-butt, and then we'll send her some even better pictures." The Red Panties Note from Slick: What if you've been married so long that you've forgotten about the excitement of Valentine Day presents? And what if someone secretly gives you something really naughty? Have fun reading about a young girl whose boyfriend is away on Valentine's day. All rights reserved. * It started out as harmless fun in the small real estate office. For the past three years the eight person staff had secretly picked names from a hat with the purpose of being that person's Secret Valentine. John and his wife Allison were the owners of the Davis Agency along with their son Jake and his wife Amy who were the main agents. Young Emily Jacobs worked the front desk and answered incoming calls while Tom Browning handled the advertising, purchasing and office management duties. The other two were Gail Myers who did most of the administration duties and Jim Keller that did most of the open houses. Gail was the only black person working there and most everyone was at least thirty except for Emily who had just turned nineteen. Allison and Emily put up the Valentine Heart posters in the lobby just after February 1st and it was that afternoon that they stood around and drew names. Allison picked a name before Emily picked and then Jim picked his own name so he put it back in and picked another one. After they were all done Allison reminded everyone about the rules: "Do not let the person know who you are and don't tell anyone else know who you have. Between now and Valentine's Day you will purchase some small gifts and cards and leave them for that person without them knowing who you are. On February 14th at our Valentine Party we will let everyone know who we were a Secret Valentine for." It was all in fun and the following day the gifts already started showing up. Tom unwrapped a golf ball with the Notre Dame logo on it and Allison found a flower on her desk when she came back from the restroom. But it got really interesting when Emily came back from lunch and found a wrapped gift in her lower right hand desk draw. She giggled as she unwrapped it until she saw what was inside. Her head immediately jerked around to see if anyone was watching but she was alone. Seconds later she pulled the tiny pair of red silk panties from the box. Under them in the box was a printed note that read: "I'd love to see you wearing these." She quickly put the undies back in the box and hid it back in the draw. Her little heart was beating rapidly as she tried to figure out who would give her such a private thing and write such a note. There were no secrets in the small office so everyone knew that her boyfriend was away at college and that she seldom saw him since he was so far away. "I have Tom and Allison cannot have Jim because he picked his own name after Allison had already picked," Emily whispered. "That's all I know." Her face was still red when Mr. Davis walked in the front door. "Are you OK?" John asked. "You look flush." "Uh.....yes I'm OK," she smiled. "How was your lunch with Mrs. Davis?" Emily knew they had left for lunch before she did which meant they probably had not put the panties in her desk since that draw was where she kept her purse. "Good. Allison had an errand to run so we only got a quick bite." Emily mentally crossed them off her list but technically either could have come back to the office while she was out. The next hour went fast because of the phone calls and it wasn't until Gail came out to relieve her around 2PM that she got a chance to talk to some of the others. "Did you see anyone by my desk while I was out for lunch?" She asked Gail. "Now Emily I can't say because it might give away a Secret Valentine," Gail grinned. "Did you get something?" "No," Emily lied. She wasn't going to tell anyone about the panties. ***** Tom had just finished a call with the newspaper when Emily walked in his office. "Is something wrong?" Normally she didn't come in just to talk. "Uh.....no just taking a break. What's up with you?" Emily asked before sitting down in the chair across from his desk. She made sure to keep her knees together. She also was aware that he had recently separated from his wife of fifteen years. "Nothing," he answered. "How are you doing?" "Good.....I guess...you know...I don't see much of my boyfriend anymore." She stared at him to see if he gave her any indication that he planted the gift. "Too bad for him," Tom grinned. After the last counseling session he and his wife had agreed they could date other people to see if that's what they really wanted. "Yeah...too bad," Emily smiled noticing he had removed his wedding band. "So have you and your wife called it quits?" "Yes......it's pretty much over. We are now dating other people to see if that's what we really want. If you know of any cute women out there who might be interested let me know." "I normally stop at the pub on the corner after work," she grinned before standing and looking at her watch. "I better get back to the desk." "Shit," Tom thought. "I just might get lucky with a teenage girl." ***** Time almost stood still for the next few hours as Emily talked to others in the office but all indications pointed to the gift coming from Tom. She knew from his personnel records that he was 37 years old which was almost twice her age and suddenly was wondering how it would be dating an older man. By the time 5:00PM rolled around her basic white panties were soaking wet so she took her gift to the ladies room before leaving for the pub. ***** "Aren't you too young to drink?" Tom asked as he moved up behind her and another young girl at the bar. "This place belongs to my uncle," Emily smiled and turned. The other girl turned as well. "This is my best friend Ellie." "Hi," the other girl said while chewing gum. "I get to drink too." "I don't want to get you or me into trouble," Tom said looking around. "Maybe we could go to your place?" Emily grinned. Tom gulped because it had been so long since he had dated and this girl was not holding anything back. "Well I only live a few blocks from here and my apartment is a mess." "We are used to messy rooms," Emily smiled. She had asked Ellie to come along just in case things didn't go as planned. "OK.....uh just follow my car," Tom said glancing over at the bartender who was looking their way. "Is that your uncle?" "No that's Mel," Emily whispered. Her eyes were focused on Tom's lips knowing soon she would be tasting them. ***** "This is not so messy," Ellie giggled as she moved into the large living room that had an "L" shaped sofa. She ran and jumped while turning backwards to allow her cute little butt to land on the soft cushions. Her denim skirt curled upward allowing both Emily and he to see the black triangle covering her crotch. "Ooops," she giggled before pushing down her skirt. "Are you nineteen too?" Tom asked thinking she was no more than thirteen. "No.....I just turned eighteen," Ellie smiled. "I'm now legal." "Geez......when you want to say something you just do it don't you?" He laughed. He thought she was so young because her breasts were tiny bumps on her flat chest. Emily had her well beat in that department. "Uh.....can I get you two a drink?" "Yes," Emily smiled as she rubbed her arm against his. "What do you have?" "Actually I'm not sure. Why don't you come and look?" Tom wanted to get Emily away from Ellie. He walked towards the kitchen and heard Emily's footsteps behind him. As Tom opened the closet next to the refrigerator he felt Emily's soft breast pressing into the back of his arm. He didn't acknowledge it. "I have some wine, bourbon and some gin." "Let me see," she whispered as they both leaned into the closet with half of her body covering his. Her hand was around his waist when he turned his head to look at her and saw her wanton eyes. It was her lips that crossed the gap and contacted his and her tongue to first snake outward. "Jesus," Tom thought while kissing a woman other than his soon to be ex-wife for the first time in eighteen years. He had thought about dating but really didn't know what to do and how to start. Suddenly a teenage girl was throwing herself at him and he wasn't going to refuse. His arm snaked back around her waist as their lips remained locked and their tongues exploring. They moved to a standing position and then crushed their fronts together. As they continued kissing their hands roamed up and down each other's backs and down to their asses. When Emily didn't stop him he knew he was going to get very lucky. Finally after a minute he pulled back. "Wow. I never expected that." "You're not disappointed are you?" She asked as she reached up and ran her tiny fingers into the thick growth of hair on his chest just over the top button of his shirt. Her boyfriend had no chest hair. "I don't want to disappoint you." "Uh.....do you still want a drink?" He asked not sure what to do next. "I don't need one," she giggled while popping open the button and grabbing more chest hairs. She smiled up at him as she turned and slid her hand under his shirt until she found his hard nipple. She rubbed and played with it. "Can I do that to you?" He grinned. She nodded and closed her eyes when his hand moved up and slid down the front of her vee neck blouse. Those firm titties he had admired for so long were now under his fingers. He pushed under the tight bra and downward until he felt her rigid tip. Hers was much longer than his. "Hey where is my drink?" Ellie asked while walking into the room. She saw Tom's hand down Emily's blouse and smiled. "If you move aside I'll get it myself." Tom pretended Ellie was not there while he fondled the girl's whole tit. "Maybe I should show you my bedroom?" Emily's eyes opened and she smiled. They removed their hands and walked out of the kitchen. Tom pushed open the bedroom door and had wished he had made the bed that morning. An old pair of boxers was on the bed and a tee shirt on the night table. He grabbed them and tried to straighten up the room when Emily's arms wrapped around his waist and she pulled his back into her front. "I don't have........much experience," she whispered while pulling his shirt from his pants. She pulled open his belt and then opened the slacks. "I've only been with my boyfriend." Her fingers snaked down under his boxers until they touched the top of his hard cock which was not far down. "Oh my GOD!" Tom grinned as both of her hands and fingers traveled down to the base and while one dropped to cup his balls the other rose back up to the pre-cum wet tip. "You're sooo big," she whispered trying to get her fingers and hand all the way around his thickness. Her boyfriend's was about three inches shorter and a whole lot thinner. "So I take it you are happy," he laughed before turning around and reaching down to pull her blouse off. She nodded her head and reached back to release her bra which soon fell onto her hands. They looked a lot better than they felt earlier in the kitchen. As he pulled off his shirt and removed his slacks and boxers she pushed off her skirt and stood in the tiny red panties. "Thank you." "No......thank you!" Tom laughed as he pushed down the panties and saw her trimmed blond bush over her thin pink pussy lips. The panties fell onto her feet where she stepped from them and moved into his strong arms. "Please go slow because you are so big," she whispered while sucking on his earlobe. His cock pressed into her from the top of her bush to the bottom of her firm titties. Their hot sweaty bodies fell into a heap on the bed where kissing and touching turned seconds into minutes. Their animal instincts turned and arranged their bodies until she was on her back and his hard-on was pressing into her tight sex. As the mushroom head forged inside her legs opened wider and wider until three inches were buried. "OHHHH!" "Are you OK?" "Yes........fuck me......don't stop!" Emily cried out. Her fingernails dug into his back while his rod slashed into her hot depths. She hung on as Tom made up for almost a year of no intercourse. Ten minutes later her screams woke up Ellie who had fallen asleep on the large sofa. Tom emptied his hot juices deep inside as her lips sought and found his again. They lay together touching and kissing for the next five minutes before Tom spoke. "So why all the sudden the interest?" Emily smiled and leaned over onto the floor and picked up the panties. "Because of these." She rubbed them over his penis which was again showing some life. "Red panties?" He asked feeling his blood rushing to his poker. "Yes......you gave them to me today.......right?" Emily pulled the panties away and waited. "Oh shit......someone gave you panties and you thought it was me?" Tom said trying not to laugh. "Tell me you are kidding," she said glaring into his eyes. "Emily......it wasn't me," Tom said as he put his arm around her shoulder but she jerked away. "But.....it had to be you," she said. "I mean...the other men are all married." "I guess Secret Valentine wants to get into your pants. After he gives them to you of course," he said as he nibbled on her neck and cupped her tit again. "Don't," she said as she slid away and grabbed her clothes. "This was a mistake." "A mistake.......we both got off and enjoyed it." "God I'm so embarrassed," she said as she quickly dressed. "Promise me you won't say anything about this to anyone." "Emily......come back to bed," he grinned and reached for her but she jumped back. "I...uh..have to leave." Tom watched as she hurried out of his bedroom. He sighed and smiled. "At least I got laid," he thought while closing his eyes. He had fallen asleep when he felt he bed moving and someone's fingers on his limp noodle. "I'm glad you came back Emily," he whispered into the now dark room. "I'm not Emily," Ellie giggled while moving her naked body up onto his. "Emily said I could have you for the rest of tonight." "Rest of.......tonight?" Tom repeated while glancing over at the clock which showed midnight. "Oh Fuck," he groaned as her very tight pussy clamped onto his shaft and her skinny body pumped up and down. His fingers discovered she had a wonderful ass and that only two small bumps and raisins covered her chest. "You've done this before haven't you?" Tom asked as Ellie masterfully fucked him. "Maybe," she giggled. "A girl can't tell all of her secrets can she?" "NO!" He answered when his hot spunk filled her tight hole. He again fell to the side and was awoken sometime in the night when her lips found his all-night sucker. "Jesus." "Nope.....it's me again," Ellie giggled. When he was hard again she once again mounted him and once again got him off. "No more," Tom begged before turning into the fetal position to hide his sore penis. "Get some rest......you're going to need it," Ellie giggled. ***** Tom rolled into the office the next morning an hour late and noticed Emily was looking down at something on her desk. "Good morning," he whispered as he walked by her. "Hi," she said still not looking his way. He moved into his office and sat back in his chair smiling. "So someone wants to get into little Emily's panties," he said to no one. He thought about John and couldn't picture the very religious man making such a move especially on a young girl in his own office. Jake was a possibility because he had seen Jake in action at some of the real estate awards dinners. That left Jim who Tom had thought was gay but maybe it was just an act. At that moment a new life was pumping through his arteries and although Ellie offered to come back to his house as much as he wanted he wondered if he could seduce another woman. She was one that he had secretly admired for so long. ***** Amy Davis had just returned from her fifth closing that week and knew she had real estate woman of the year locked up. Money was rolling in faster than she had ever dreamed and life was great except in her bedroom where Jake had seemed to have forgotten her. After eleven years of marriage she had expected the sex to be reduced but not at an all time low of once per month. She had recently purchased some sexier undies and even some silk clinging blouses and short skirts but Jake ignored them and her. The good thing was the attention she had recently received from other men which made her feel at least sexy and desirable. "Good morning," Tom said as he peeked around the corner at her while she sipped her morning coffee. "Congratulations on the last sale." He moved inside and stood by her desk. "Thank you but I wish I had someone to celebrate it with. Jake is showing around the new executive and his wife." "How about me?" Tom smiled peeking at her tan thighs and raised nipples under her silky pink blouse. "Why Tom.......is that really you?" Amy grinned. Normally Tom was conservative and shy and never flirted. "The new Tom," he grinned while holding up his ring finger that was missing his wedding band. Amy turned her chair towards him and uncrossed her legs giving him a look at the darkness under her skirt. "I was thinking of having lunch at the boat. You're welcome to join me." She had never cheated on Jake before but her body was in need of satisfaction. "I'd like that but.....we probably shouldn't be seen leaving together." "Right," she whispered. "I'll meet you there at 11:30AM." Tom glanced at his watch and saw it was 10:00AM. "See you there." He smiled and walked out. Emily had just exited the restroom when she saw Tom smiling as he came from Amy's office. She ducked behind the wall and waited until he walked by before he hurried to where he came from. Amy was also smiling when she walked in. "Hi," Emily said nervously. "Can I talk to you for a second?" "Sure," Amy said as she watched the young girl close the door and move inside. "Is everything alright?" Amy had taken Emily under her wing when she joined their company six months ago. To her she was a big sister. "Oh God.......I don't know how to say it." Amy pulled the girl into her. "What's wrong?" "Someone gave me a pair of panties. I....uh figured it was Tom because he is separated and the only man available." "Did Tom...give you pair of panties like as a Secret Valentine Gift?" "Yes I thought so.......so last night we went to a pub and later......oh God how stupid I was." "You slept with Tom last night?" "Yes." "No wonder he is so peppy tonight," Amy whispered. "And he said he did not give you the panties." Amy had it all now. "Yes." "But you're not a virgin right?" "No but......he is so....big." "He is?" "God I'm so embarrassed." "Don't be," Amy grinned. "I'll talk to him and make sure he keeps this quiet." "Oh thank you," Emily said hugging Amy closer. "But.....I do have one favor to ask," Amy whispered. ***** Jake left the office first and parked down the street from the large marina. He had been to the agency boat a few times but until now had not figured in all the advantages that it brought. As he leaned against a light pole he saw Amy's silver Mercedes pull into the main lot and then watched her curvaceous body wiggle up the ramp and onto the large boat. "Amy," he called out after climbing on board. She was not up on the bridge nor on the front. "Down here!" She yelled from below. The small swinging door leading down the stairs was half open. Amy sat nervously on the double bed in the spacious berth below. She had her legs crossed and was sipping on a tall glass of red wine. "Um......you look comfortable," Tom grinned as he ducked under the doorway and walked inside. The Red Panties "There's wine and beer in the refrigerator," she said glancing at his crotch and remembering what Emily had said about his endowment. He grabbed a beer and walked over in front of her and held out the can. "Congratulations to the top woman real estate seller." When she held up her glasses he clinked it. They took a drink and she smiled. "I know about you and Emily." He was surprised but didn't show it. "I believe she is of legal age." "But she is just a girl," Amy smiled. "She didn't complain," Tom grinned as he sat next to her. He sat his beer down and took her glass before sitting it next to the can. "Jake is the only man I've been with," Amy said breathing rapidly. Tom slid his hand across the bedspread to the top of her knee. "We can't do anything really bad." "Really bad?" He repeated wondering where bad ended and really bad began. His hand pulled on her knee until her top leg unraveled from the bottom one. "You are so beautiful." His hand now parted her knee caps and wormed up between them. She grabbed his wrist when he was about three inches from her damp panties. "Don't." "I'll stop before I get really bad," he grinned. "Just slow down some," she smiled as she pulled the hand out and then pulled him until they were both lying on the bed facing each other. Her eyes closed as she pressed her soft lips forward into his. Amy had always liked Tom and had never really thought of him sexually until that day. Now in his strong arms and his hard bulge pressing into her upper stomach she was on fire. Tongue kissing had been long gone from her and Jake's sex life so now as Tom's flicked and teased....her sex was flowing down below. Amy pulled her lips away causing his tongue to slip out slowly. "God.....it's been so long." "So long?" She giggled. "So long since I've kissed like that." Her eyes closed again while her lips pressed forward however she kissed only air because Tom's lips were landing much lower at the base of her soft neck. "Ohh," she moaned. When his fingers crawled up over her stomach and then over the rise of her breast her reaction was to stop him but her fingers only made it an inch away when he toyed with the hard nipple. "Don't," she said not really wanting him to stop. "It's not really bad," he whispered. He was amazed how long the nipple was. After rubbing and pushing it for almost a minute his fingers released the top button on her blouse. His lips continued to lick and nibble on her neck while he opened all the buttons and then pulled the silk blouse over her semi-cup pushup bra. Now he knew why the nipple fell so unobstructed because both were pointing out over the bra cup and had to be at least an half inch long. "Ummm.......," he said before kissing down the center of her chest bone and detouring to the right to engulf the nip. "Oh Tom," she moaned before curling her fingers into his dark head of hair. She then felt him release the front clasp and pull the bra completely away. "They're bigger than I imagined," Tom thought before moving his mouth to the other breast. He could hear her heavy breathing and the deep soft moans emitting from her throat. It was almost like she had not had sex in years. Amy was lost in passion feeling another man sucking her breasts and when he pulled his mouth away she reached out to keep his head there but he slipped away and was leaning back looking at her treasures. She cupped them. "No man has ever seen them but Jake." "I feel privileged," he smiled before reaching down to unsnap her skirt. "You're being bad again," she giggled when she felt the zipper opening and the cooler air onto her tummy. A few more inches and he would get a surprise. "So smooth," Tom whispered while rubbing over her navel down to the waistband on her skirt. As he pulled it downward she giggled when he saw her panties. "The red panties." "Yes....Emily loaned them to me," she laughed while lifting her hips to allow him to pull the skirt off. Tom smiled and slid his hand back up between her thighs until he pushed into her damp crotch. "And they are wet." "I wonder why?" She chuckled but stopped when he grabbed the waistband and pulled them down over her somewhat dark brown wild bush. "I haven't trimmed it for the bikini season yet." "Good........I like it like that." As he pulled the panties away and she did the same to the bra under her back he moved back from the bed and stared at her fully naked body. "You don't know how many times I've thought about you like this?" Amy's shyness was melting as the man gave her compliments and hot looks. "So do I meet your expectations?" He smiled. "God yes......would you turn over?" It was her ass that had given him more than one wet dream. Amy smiled and did what he asked. She waited but didn't hear anything. "Well?" "I'm speechless," he whispered. He heard her giggle while he quickly pulled off his shirt and pushed down his pants and boxers. She did not know he was on the bed and about to drop onto her back until she felt his flesh on her calves and then his hard body down onto her soft one. "TOM!" She tried to turn but he was too heavy. "Shhh," he whispered while guiding his long hard eight inch cock lengthwise between her ass cheeks. "OH GOD!" Amy cried out feeling the huge salami in her crack. She realized Emily's description did not do it justice. Still not totally believing it she reached behind her and measured it with her fingers. "You beast." As he slid his body up the rod did the same and again when he moved back down. Again and again he did it until she started lifting her ass and opening her legs. On the next trip down his cock head pressed underneath against her very hairy and wet pussy lips. "Do you want to be really bad?" He whispered. "Ohhh," she moaned about to make a very important decision. She had never thought about Tom in a sexual way before but had wondered what a bigger penis would feel like. She reached up under her tummy and thick hairs and pressed the swollen crown into her inner lips until it was lined up with her tight hole. "Yes I want to be really.......REALLY BAD!" Tom pushed when she said the first 'really'. Amy's head was now tilted backwards as his hard-on rammed up into her tight channel. As he pulled up her hips to help she opened her legs as wide as possible. Five inches later he was buried without any open space left inside. "Ahhh," she moaned from the slight pain but more from the immense pleasure that was building. As he pulled out she sighed and when he pushed back in she moaned. She was his doggie. Tom felt the slight swaying of the boat and matched it as best as he could. His hands caressed her soft buttocks and then underneath to her firm titties. "Tom." "What?" He continued pumping. "Can we....uh turn over?" "Sure," he answered as he moved back and somehow managed to keep his hard rod into her pussy as her leg and body swung around until she was now looking up at him. "You are so much bigger than Jake," she moaned now wrapping her thighs around him. "And....so much better." "Better at what?" He asked knowing the answer but wanting her to say it. "Better at..........fucking me," she giggled. For the next five minutes he took his time slowly fucking her and then speeding up until her moans were almost tied together. "TOM......OH MY.....I'M CUMING!" "ME TOOO!" He screamed. Both didn't want to stop but had to from exhaustion. His dripping cock head pulled out leaving a white sticky trail. As they lay looking up at the moving ceiling she asked, "Who do you think left Emily the panties?" "Well..........she told me she thinks it was your husband," Tom answered. "Jake? Do you think he would cheat on me?" "Well he would be totally stupid but yes I've seen him in action at some of the real estate dinners and have heard some rumors." "And I've been so stupid." She thought about crying but realized she had just fucked another man. "Maybe it's worked out for the best." Her body turned and pushed up against his side. "Do you have anything left?" "Shit.......after Emily and Ellie last night and now you I don't think I can walk out of here," he laughed. "Ellie? Who is Ellie?" "No one," Tom whispered. He closed his eyes as Amy kissed his nipple and then left a wet trail down over his navel to his limp noodle. "No one at all," he smiled as she brought it back from the dead. ***** Amy was in her car an hour later when her cell phone rang. The caller ID showed Jake's name. "Hi." "Where are you?" He asked sounding pissed. "I've been back in the office for an hour." "Just having lunch with a friend," she said truthfully. "I'll be in the office shortly." She hung up to end the questioning and saw him waiting by Emily's desk laughing with her. "Uh hem," She said as she walked by them. "I thought you missed me?" "No, I was hoping you had brought me something to eat," Jake said trying not to peek at Emily's bare thighs. "Nope...you're on your own," she said while walking back to her office. Ten minutes later Emily walked in. "I don't think it's him." "What did he say?" "I asked him if he started the Secret Valentine yet and he said since it was a man he was having trouble finding something." "Shit......that leaves my father. I mean it can't be Jim right?" "Do you think he did it as a joke?" Emily asked. "I'm not sure..." Amy smiled. "Do you mind if I keep the panties a little while longer?" "No, just find out who gave them to me," Emily said. "I don't want to lose this job." ***** Amy had flirted with her father since she had first dated his son. It was harmless little teasing consisting of pats on the butt and even some light kisses on the lips. She knew that he prided himself in keeping his body in good shape and now that she was going to come on to him wondered how far he would really go. "Hi Dad," she grinned as she moved into the office doorway. "Do you have a few minutes?" "Sure......I always have time for my beautiful daughter," he replied as he put down the recent Real Estate Guide. He saw her close the door. "Is everything all right?" Amy frowned. "Not really. Uh.....Jake and I........God I'm not sure how I should say it." "Just say it," he said nervously. He was hoping that they were not splitting up. "Jake doesn't seem to desire me anymore." She covered her eyes with her hand and waited. A few seconds later she saw his feet stop just in front of her and his large hands grasp her shoulders. She looked down so he couldn't see that she was not crying and then hugged her small frame into his large one. John patted her on her back. "It's probably just a phase. You both have been working so many long hours." He felt the hard tips of her chest pressing into his and the flat tummy pressing into his manhood. His hand patted and moved lower to the top of her hips. He could feel the panty waistband underneath. "Would you just hold me a while?" She whispered while gently brushing her lips against his neck. She then felt his penis getting hard down below. "Sure," he smiled as he tried to back away but she came with him. Her perfume and her lips were rapidly raising his desires. "You are a very desirable woman." Amy smiled when his fingers crossed down over the top of her panties and lightly touched over the top of her ass crack. "It's been so long since........since we've had sex." Her lips now were nibbling on his soft nape. John had many fantasies about making love with his daughter though the years but had never thought the opportunity would arise. Since she was kissing and nibbling on his neck she was the one who started it. He then dropped his hand down over her soft buttocks until he cupped the right cheek. "Do you.......want me to...help?" Amy need it was time to talk dirty. "Yes.....my body is so hot." "Amy......my precious Amy," John whispered as both hands cupped and squeezed the ass he had admired for so long. She smiled while sliding sideways and jamming her thigh up into his hardness. It was then someone knocked on the door. "Shit," John said as he looked over her shoulder. "Sit on the sofa and I'll see who it is." Amy glanced down at his bulge and visually measured him to be about the same as his son. She moved to the sofa and watched as John cracked open the door and peeked out. "Mr. Davis," Gail said as she tried to peek over his shoulder wondering who was in his office. "I'm sorry to bother you but I need your signature." "No problem," John smiled as he took the papers from her hand and pulled a pen from his shirt pocket. He held them against the wall as he signed them. "Would you make sure no one bothers me for the next 30 minutes?" "Uh.......yes sir," Gail answered. When he had moved over to sign the documents she couldn't help notice the tent in his slacks. Again she tried to peek into the room but he quickly closed the door. "Sorry about that," John whispered as he turned to see Amy sitting back on the sofa arm with her bare feet up on the cushion next to her. Her silky dress was pulled up to mid-thigh. "30 minutes?" Amy giggled. "I'm an old man remember?" John chuckled while sitting down at her feet. "30 minutes is way more than I'm used to," she said as she lifted her feet and slid down until her heels pressed into his lap and hardness below. "We can't have you not being satisfied at home and going out to find pleasure elsewhere," he whispered as he picked up her left foot and massaged it. He looked at her dress as he lifted the foot higher and higher until he saw the small red triangle of her panties. He gently kissed the top of her foot and then slowly left kisses down over her ankle. "That feels so good.........Daddy," she whispered knowing it would turn him on more. It did. His lips moved faster up her calve while lifting the leg high enough for the dress to fall down over her lower stomach. Her red panties were not completely uncovered. "Do you like my panties?" "Yes....very much," he grinned before shifting his hips between her legs and then lowering the top half of his body until he kissed the middle of her left thigh. Her fingers found his head and guided it and his lips north until they pressed into her damp covered pussy. She felt his tongue press outward until it found her swollen clitty. "Oh yes Daddy.......right there." John's fingers crawled up the outsides of her thighs until he found the panties. He grabbed the waistband and slowly pulled downward until they crossed over her thick bush and then ripped them down until they left her feet. When her legs moved back down to the sofa he grabbed her knees and opened his next meal. "Please," she begged. Her hands moved down over her naked stomach until her fingers grabbed onto and parted the dripping hairy lips. "Wow," his eyes never left her honey pot while his mouth teased again up her thighs. The opened inner and outer lips formed a target symbol and helped him to hit the bull's-eye. "OH MY GOD!" She cried out. "Shhh," he grinned before sucking in the hooded clitty. Amy's ass was bucking up and down now wanting more and more of his tongue. When she wanted more she grabbed the back of his shirt collar and pulled his face up. "Fuck me Daddy." John crawled up between her thighs and was about to reach down and release his slack when her hands beat him to it. She almost ripped them open and then didn't bother to push down his boxers. She fished into the small opening until she found the hard shark. It was bigger than she had first thought. Her fingers pulled it downward until the hard tip split her pussy lips. Now set in place her hands grabbed his hips and pulled his cock down into her. All was forgotten, his wife and son, and her husband and mother. They were now attached together and were racing for satisfaction. Amy's mind was on overload because she was fucking the second man on the same day that was not her husband. She knew it would not be the last. Her mouth found his and their tongues danced. "I've wanted......to fuck you for so.......long," he whispered. "Really?" She giggled. "Why didn't you tell me?" Her legs now wrapped around his hips and held on as he gave her the fucking of her life. "You can fuck.....me.......anytime......you want," she grunted. "I'mmm going to.......cummm," he groaned. "Me too.........now.....Daddy..........NOW!" She felt his hot spunk mixing with Tom's earlier deposit as her body exploded. A minute later they stopped moving and two minutes after that he pushed back. "Tuesdays and Thursdays are best for me," John smiled as he sat at his desk watching her push the skirt over her moist pussy. He noticed she picked up the panties and wadded them into her hand. "Aren't you going to put them back on?" "They are Emily's," she giggled as she turned and walked from the room. "And Tuesdays and Thursdays work for me." "Emily's?" ***** Gail had hung out around the corner from Mr. Davis' office to see who was in there. She had listened enough by the door to know what was going on. Her eyes and mouth opened in shock when she saw Amy come out. "Oh my God." Amy walked into her office. "Gail would you watch the front desk for a while? I need to speak with Emily." "Uh.........yes........front desk," Gail said hoping the woman wouldn't notice how shook she was. ***** "It wasn't him?" Emily said after closing Amy's office door. "No, when he saw them on me he didn't recognize them," Amy giggled. She grabbed a box of tissues and pulled up her dress to clean up the mess. "Here." She held out the panties. Emily grabbed the panties. "He saw them on you?" "Yes and then he took them off of me," Amy smiled. "Emily.....he might be old but God can he fuck." "You fucked your own father," Emily gasped. "Actually he fucked me. So who is left to have given you the panties?" Amy asked. "It wasn't Tom or John. Do you think it was Jake?" "Maybe because Tom said he's been cheating on me behind my back." She smiled. "How would you like to come over to our house tonight for dinner?" "Dinner.........is that all you want me for?" Emily blushed. "No of course not......I want you to fuck my husband," she grinned. "Here's the plan..." ***** "Emily is coming over here?" Jake asked when his wife broke him the news. "Yes......she really has helped me on my last two sales and I want to show her my appreciation." "Well I was going to play some poker tonight with the boys." "Hey.....maybe after dinner you can teach Emily and me how to play." "Fine," Jake said. He liked looking at young Emily anyway. ***** "Are you wearing them?" Amy whispered to Emily as they cleaned off the table after dinner. "Yes......I washed them when I got home and they are nice and fresh," the girl giggled. "Well Jake is going to show us how to play poker so I'm sure we can talk him into some strip poker." "But you said you would pretend to be sleeping when.........when we do it." "That's after we are all naked and you ask him for a massage," she whispered. "Come on." She grabbed Emily's trembling fingers and pulled her into the family room. Jake had already sat up the portable card table. Jake took his time explaining the various hands of poker and some various poker games. The females continued drinking their diluted wine giving him the impression they were getting really smashed. "I have some poker chips in the cabinet to bet with," Jake said while pushing his chair back to go get them. "Why don't we bet something else?" Amy giggled. Jake stopped and pushed his chair back in. His heart raced as he looked over at Emily who was blushing. "And what would you like to bet?" The Red Panties "What would you like for us to bet?" Amy teased as she unbuttoned her top blouse button. "Shit.........," he said realizing they were really going to do it. "Clothes...of course." "OK........but we are wearing four items and you are wearing three." Amy had counted his polo shirt, slacks and briefs. She was wearing shorts, blouse, panties and bra and she knew Emily was wearing jeans, tee shirt, bra and those red panties. "Deal," he said quickly as he shuffled the cars. "Five card draw. Normally we bet up front but we can wait until we get the first Five cards." He slowly dealt the cards and picked his up. He didn't want to lose. He tried not to smile when he saw the two jacks. "I'll bet my...........shirt." Emily watched as he took it off. "Do I have to bet something now?" Even though she had fucked Tom she was embarrassed to be undressing in front of Jake. "If you want to win," he smiled. Emily looked at the three threes in her hand and then at the list of hands that beat each other on a piece of paper on the table. "OK.....I guess I'll have to bet........," she said looking down at her tee shirt and jeans. She knew the tee shirt was long enough to cover her panties. "My jeans." Jake now wished he had played the game in the living room on the glass table because he could not see her lower half as she unsnapped the jeans and lifted her hips to push them down and off her legs. "If I win can I put them back on?" She blushed while pushing her black tee shirt down over her moist panties. "Yes," Amy answered. She could see the girl was nervous. "I'll bet my blouse." They all watched as she unbuttoned and pulled the red blouse from her body. Under it was a very sheer bra that poorly covered her pink mounds and hard dark nipples. "What do we do now?" "We keep the cards we want and toss away the ones we don't want," Jake said as he held onto the Jacks and tossed down the other three cards. He noticed Emily kept three and his wife only one. After dealing out the next cards he said, "Now we bet again." "Again," Emily repeated. "Yes," Jake answered. He unsnapped and unzipped his slacks and pushed them off. His cock head was now almost pushing up under the elastic waistband. Emily glanced at Jake's tan chest and was wondering how big his penis was. If she bet it would mean she would have to expose some flesh. But she smiled as she looked at the two Kings she had drawn. "OK......I'll bet my.........bra." "Your bra," Jake repeated. He was wondering how she was going to take off her bra without showing him her tits. "Yes," she giggled as she reached up under the shirt behind her back and released the bra clasp. She pulled the straps down over her shoulder and arms until the bra released and she pulled it out from under the tee shirt. "How did you do that?" Jake asked now starring at the hard tips of her breasts pushing out the thin tee shirt. Amy sat back drinking the diluted wine making sure he knew how much she was drinking. "I'll bet my shorts," she grinned as she stood upright and released them before pushing them down over her sheer panties. Her dark thick bush was easily seen through the clear mesh material. "I need another drink." Emily and Jake both watched her pink buttocks wiggle into the kitchen. She peeked at him and noticed his eyes on her chest. Amy filled up another full glass and staggered back into the den and into her seat. "I think I've had too many of these," she giggled as she closed her eyes tightly and then opened them again like she was having problems seeing her cards. "Ok, now we bet again," he said knowing they didn't have to bet but he was making up the rules. Emily would now have to remove her shirt or panties. "You go first Emily." "Oh God...........do I have to bet again?" She didn't want to show him the panties just yet. "No.......she can check right?" Amy asked her husband who frowned back at her. "Uh.......yes...you can check," he said with noticeable disappointment. "I check." Emily grinned. "Me too," Amy smiled. They looked at Jake. Jake still only had a pair of Jacks and knew Emily had kept three cards which meant she might have three of a kind. He knew his chances of winning were low however if she wanted to beat him she would have to remove something. "I'll bet my......underwear," he grinned before grabbing the waistband and lifting his hips. His cock was pointing straight up as they moved over it and off his feet. Amy peeked over at his hard-on. "Why Jake does this game excite you?" She giggled. "Emily's turn," he smiled. "So I now have to take something off to stay in the game right?" She blushed knowing it had to be her shirt. "Yes," Jake answered before his wife could give her a way out. "OK," Emily said while closing her eyes. She lifted up and pulled the shirt over her red panties that he couldn't see. She felt the cold air and his eyes on her naked titties as she pulled the shirt up over her hard light pink nipples and then off her head. "Wow," Jake gasped at the site of them. He knew they were a nice size but didn't realize just how round and perky they were. "Here's two more," Amy giggled as she released the bra clasp and pulled it from her smaller but well proportioned boobs. She then took another big drink and smiled at Emily. "OK..........now we turn over our cards," Jake said hoping he had won. "I've got a pair of Jacks." Emily turned over her cards. "I've got three threes and two kings. Is that a full house?" "Yes and it beats me," Amy laughed as she turned over her ace high. The girl had her husband naked and her down to her panties. "You win." "What do we do now?" Jake asked. "I have nothing to bet." "Favors," Amy answered. She took another big drink of watered-down wine. "Each favor you must do what the winner wants." Emily had pulled on her tee shirt over her bare chest and left the jeans and bra on her lap to bet. "So the favors have to be done after the round is over." "Right," Amy agreed. "Well I better win this one," Jake said disappointed that Emily's boobs were covered again. He took the cards and dealt them out. His luck was still bad. "I have no clothes so I'll bet a favor.' Jake smiled. "My bra," Emily smiled as she put it on the table. "That leaves my panties," Amy smiled as she wobbled to her feet and pushed them down over her thick curly growth. She was not shy since it was only her husband and another female. Jake dealt out the new cards and saw he had a pair of twos. "I'll bet another favor." "My jeans," Emily smiled. "A favor," Amy said closing her eyes like she was about to fall asleep. "OK......I've got two twos," Jake grinned. "I've only got red ones," Emily said disappointed. However Amy opened her eyes. "And........they are all hearts. That's a flush my dear. You win again. I owe you a favor." "And.........I owe you two," Jake grinned. Emily remembered what Amy had asked her to do. "OK for a favor I'd like for both of you to give me a massage." "Massage," Jake grinned. "Where?" "My whole body," Emily giggled as she stood up with the tee shirt down over her panties. "Where can we go?" Jake looked at his wife, "Uhh." "To our bedroom," Amy smiled as she stood up proudly and staggered towards the stairs. Emily waited and looked at Jake as he slowly stood up displaying his hard six inch cock. She smiled and walked past him trying to catch up to Amy. ***** "Lie face down on your front," Amy instructed to Emily. Emily moved to the middle of the large king size bed and made sure to keep her shirt down over her panties. "OK.....let's do it," Amy whispered to her husband while grabbing a slowly stroking his manhood. "Are you..........sure about this?" Jake asked knowing that they would soon be touching this young girl's most private body parts. "Yes....you've always wanted a threesome.........right?" She whispered as she moved to the other side of the girl's prone body. Emily heard the word threesome and gasped because it was not the plan she had made with Amy. They were supposed to massage her and Amy was supposed to fall asleep. Then she would fuck Jake. "Doesn't she have nice soft legs?" Amy asked her husband while caressing Emily's lower leg. Jake was touching the other one. "Yes so smooth," he smiled. "Umm," Emily moaned feeling the hands caressing and rubbing up over the backs of her knees. The thought of having a threesome didn't sound so bad after all. "What nice soft thighs," Amy whispered moving up to the bottom of the shirt. Emily felt the shirt moving upward until it rested at her waist. Her whole round ass was theirs to look at and touch. Jake stayed a few inches behind his wife's fingers wanting her to take the lead. When she squeezed Emily's right buttock he did the same to her left one. The red panties had pushed down into her butt crack. Amy smiled as she pinched the panties and pulled them from in between. "Do what I do." Jake watched her face drop until she kissed Emily's ass. He smiled and kissed the other cheek. He kept watching as her tongue licked all over it and then he did the same. "Oh my...." Emily said feeling their mouths on her butt. Then the tongues started licking. "That tickles," she laughed. Both Amy and Jake laughed as they continued licking and kissing down to the backs of her knees and then slowly back up. They saw Emily's legs opening and both jabbed their tongues down between her thighs until they tasted the pussy juices on her crotch. "Ohhh," Emily moaned while lifting her ass and opening her legs more. Having two tongues on her moist covered pussy was too much. Amy moved back and pulled Jake's head up. "Let's take off the shirt." They grabbed the bottom and pulled while Emily lifted her head and upper body. Soon the shirt was on the floor and they started caressing the girls bare back. Lips and tongues took over until they were lying up against her sides and nibbling at her earlobes. "Ohhhh," the girl moaned again. Emily turned her head to find Jake's tongue and then Amy turned her the other way. Emily's eyes remained open when the older woman's mouth opened and their tongues touched. Time stood still for them all as they took turns kissing. Finally Amy grabbed Emily's arm and turned her over onto her back. Their lips moved down her neck at the same pace and then up over her raised breasts. "Aren't they so beautiful?" Amy whispered to her husband as they touched and gently rubbed over the very firm perfectly shaped cones. Jake was amazed at his wife who seemed as if this wasn't her first time with another woman. "You've done this before haven't you?" Amy smiled as she rubbed her thumb over the pink nipple. "Yes do you remember all of those weekends I spent at my roommate's summer house?" "Jesus....you and Brooke?" "Uh huh," Amy smiled before lowering her lips down to enclose the hard cherry tip. Jake's mouth soon followed to take the other one. The girl's body was on fire while they suckled the hard buds and then moved down over her navel. Amy kissed the waistband of the red panties and looked up at Jake. Emily felt their lips move off and looked down at him. "Did you give these to me?" Her fingers toyed with the waistband. "No dear.....he didn't," Amy giggled. She grabbed the waistband and pulled them down over her downy peach fuzz bush. "You see I put them in your desk." Amy pulled them off of both feet and then moved the legs apart. "You...it was you who gave me the panties?" Emily asked totally surprised. "But........why...?" "Because........" Amy said before licking from the bottom of the girl's slit to the top. "I figured it was the only way I'd get to eat this wonderful pussy." "OH GOD!" Emily screamed when the woman's tongue danced, flicked and licked in places she didn't know existed. "I don't know what the hell is going on but who cares?" Jake smiled as he crawled on his knees up to her head and guided his cock head to her lips. Her head turned and her mouth opened to engulf the tip and about four inches of hardness. Their hands were everywhere. His cock pounded her lips and mouth while Amy quickly brought her to an orgasm. Her screams were muffled by his thick cock and she had to swallow to keep from drowning when he exploded. Emily let his juices tinkle out of her lips as she lay flat on her back fully satisfied. She had forgotten about Amy until she felt someone moving over her head. Her eyes opened wide when she saw the hairy slit. "I've never......." Her voice stopped when the dripping gash covered her mouth. Amy looked down at the young girl she had so long desired. She had hoped to sway the girl to have sex with her husband in hopes that she would get a shot at her tight little body. Never had she imagined that the bonuses of fucking both Tom and her father would happen. "That's it.......baby.....keep licking....oh yeah....." Emily did her best to breathe and was doing well at it until she felt her legs opening and then Jake's hard cock press into her moist pussy. After tonight she knew she would never be the same. ***** It was four days before the Valentine Party and Gail still had not received any gifts. She had bought Tom a golf ball and even some candy but was disappointed that her Secret Valentine had forgotten about her. It was the end of the day when she picked up her coat off the bookcase behind her and a package fell out onto the floor. "It's about time," she said as she ripped open the package and saw the red panties. "Oh my God." ***** The End. ***** Ending note: Ladies....if you find a pair of red panties in your desk let me know. Thanks and happy Valentine's day to you all...Slick. Don't forget to vote.