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The Redhead

By: T@nman



Anne is the Office Manager in a branch office of the company that I work for. I'm a Customer Service Rep and I stop by Anne's branch about once a month while following up with new contacts, customer complaints, etc. Anne is a very approachable and pleasant person to be around. She is very good at dealing with people. Her "people skills" and her personality make her an excellent Office Manager. She's in her mid-thirties, I'd say, about 5'5" or 5'6" tall with a trim figure. Her most striking characteristics are a head of red hair that is almost mid-back length and bright green eyes. I didn't know Anne very well until we attended a company "strategy" meeting last spring.

With the economy turning a little sour, our company decided to bring a number of managers, account reps and customer service types together to "brainstorm" and develop a "strategy" to "position the company in the new economy." Anyway, the meeting was held at a resort about 400 miles east of where I live. The nearest airport was almost 50 miles from the resort so I decided to drive. Anne's branch office was en route so I offered to pick her up on my way. She accepted. I picked her up early on a Monday morning. We used the travel time to get acquainted and to do some speculation about what this meeting was really about. After arriving at the resort, we barely had time to check in and get our stuff to our rooms. The company "brass" wanted to start immediately and had a working lunch arranged. This first afternoon was spent in all the preliminaries - briefing about sales, new developments, the economic outlook, establishing the pecking order, etc. I was really glad when 5 P.M. arrived.

I went up to my room to change into my workout clothes, then I was going to the resort fitness center. The company was paying for the rooms, but I like a little more space and amenities so I had upgraded my room to an extended stay suite with refrigerator, microwave, coffee maker, two rooms, extra data ports, etc. I like to relax with a good book, good music and a glass of wine so I had brought a selection of wines that I like from home.

I went to the fitness center to use the weight room. After stretching and warming up I went through the routine on the various pieces of equipment. I was walking on the treadmill and cooling down when Anne came into the weight room. Her red hair up in a ponytail and she was wearing a shorts and sport top. Her trim figure was the result of her working out. She looked good enough to eat. We both said "hi". I continued to cool down and she began her warm up routine, then she went to the weight machine and began making some adjustments. She had a bit of a problem with some of the pins in the weight stacks, so I asked if I could give her a hand. She said "yes", so I kneeled beside her and helped to fit the pins into the weight stacks. She had worked up the beginning of a sweat during her warm up and this, combined with the faint smell of her perfume, really turned me on. I figured I'd better get out of there before I said or did something stupid. I stood up and said "well, it's all yours. I'm going to get organized and settled in." She said "O.K. Thanks. I'll probably see you at breakfast." An innocent remark, but there was something to think about.

I went up to my room, stripped and entered the shower. While lathering up, I started thinking about the smell of Anne's faint perfume and sweat. It was a really erotic smell. My soapy hands wandered down to my crotch and started to lather my cock and balls. I started jacking my cock with one hand and fondling my balls with the other as I envisioned a nude Anne. She had lots of freckles and I thought how much fun it would be to play connect-a-dot with my tongue. I snapped back to reality when I thought doing that would gross her out and, besides, we were barely acquaintances. But it would be fun to try. Anyway, It was time to get out of the shower, get dried off, get dressed, get some supper, and get ready for tomorrow's meeting. Who knows, I might see Anne at breakfast.

I was eating breakfast when Anne entered the dining room. She stopped for a second and looked around the room. Almost immediately, she had several offers to share a table. After I finished my breakfast, I walked by the table where Anne was seated with three men - all branch managers. I said "Hello, Anne. Good morning, gentlemen," and continued on my way.

The next two days of meetings were long and tedious, but the "brass" seemed pleased with a lot of the ideas for sale campaigns, product improvement, etc. I would see Anne, and occasionally chat with her a few minutes, during the day. The best part of each day was the evening workout. The second evening, I had done my routine and cool down. I planned to swim a few laps in the pool. I was just about ready to go into the locker room to change into a swimsuit, when Anne came in. She was wearing a sweat suit and her red hair was braided into pigtails and pinned up. I said, "Hello, Anne." And she replied. I went into the locker room, changed, and came back out to the pool. Anne was standing on the deck beside the pool. She was putting on a swim cap. She was wearing a sleek one-piece racing suit that really emphasized her trim figure. I slipped into the pool and started to swim laps. Anne did the same on the opposite side of the pool. We same for about thirty minutes, when I stopped and hauled myself up onto the edge of the pool. I was wiping water off my face when Anne swam over next to me. She asked, "are you quitting already?" I said, "Yes, I didn't want to overdue it." She said, "I'm going to swim a few more laps. Have a good evening. I might see you at breakfast." There was that remark again. I went up to my room and showered with the same routine - thinking about a nude Anne, lathering, fondling and jacking, and then a return to the reality of getting dressed, getting supper, etc.

The third evening workout was the same, only Anne and I arrived at the same time. We worked through our routines on the machines together and we cooled down by walking on adjacent treadmills. We talked about the meetings and both of us were struck by the fact that no one else from the company seemed to use the fitness center. Anne said she had received numerous invitations for drinks, dinners and evenings "on the town", but she made her excuses because she preferred her evenings to be a private, quiet time. I told her that I, too, enjoyed quiet evenings, that I liked read a good book and listen to music and I might also enjoy a glass of wine then. We got off the treadmills. I was picking up my stuff and Anne was wiping sweat from her face. She had worked up a good sweat and her smell was erotic, exotic and intoxicating. I wanted to put my arms around her and just start kissing her all over. I reined in my imagination and said, "I'd better get my act together and get organized for tomorrow." She said she had to do the same and she may see me at breakfast. That remark again and the same routine - envision a nude Anne, shower, lather, jack and fondle, back to reality, etc.

The meeting was supposed to end Thursday evening with everyone traveling on Friday, but a spring blizzard was developing to the west so the "brass" decided to cut the meeting off during the mid-morning. Highway travel wasn't advised between Anne's home and mine. We were looking at a full day of driving in bad weather and rotten road conditions. Anne and I discussed our options and decided to stay at the resort and leave on Friday morning as originally planned. Just to play it safe, we talked with the resort desk clerk and extended our room reservations through the weekend in case the blizzard stopped all travel.

I went down for any early work out. Anne was already swimming laps. I joined her and swam a number of laps to stretch out and loosen up. We got out of the pool. I told Anne that I really didn't feel like working out further. She said the same; the abrupt end of the meeting left her sort of adrift. I said that I thought rather than going to a restaurant for supper, I was going to order something from room service. I asked her it she would like to join me. She thought a minute and said. "Yes, I'd like that very much." We agreed to meet in my suite in an hour.

While showering, I did the now established routine - envision nude Anne, lather, jack and fondle reality, etc. After showering, I shaved (one never knows) and dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

Anne arrived on the hour on the dot. She was wearing (guess what?) a T-shirt and sweatpants. Her red hair was loose and flowing down her back. She looked good enough to eat.

We looked though the room service menu and decided to order linguine with a red clam sauce, salad and an Italian loaf. We didn't order a wine since I had a supply, which I had brought with me. While waiting, I asked Anne to choose three wines - one for before dinner, one during dinner and a desert wine. She said she wasn't really sure about wines, but was my motive was to get her drunk on wine? I told her, "No, I wasn't going to get her drunk. She should just choose wines that she likes." She said she liked chianti and she would start with that now and with dinner. She asked if I had a port wine. I told her I did, but port could be pretty heavy duty as an after dinner wine. She said her Dad like port and that's what she would like. I open a bottle of chianti classico, poured two glasses and lifted mine in a toast and said. "Redheads rule." She wanted to know what that meant. I told her that I meant that redheads, especially women, were especial people and were to be held somewhat in awe. She grinned and said, "You're kidding!" I said, "No, I think you are pretty awesome." She turned away and walked to the window and looked out. The blizzard was building faster than predicted. I walked over and stood behind her. She turned and placed her hand on my arm, "The way it looks now, and we may not get out of here tomorrow." I said, "then it was a good idea that we extended our rooms through the weekend." Before she could reply, there was a knock and the door and the call "Room Service." We set the meal up on the table in the sitting room. We ate pretty much in silence. After the table was cleared, I asked her if she wanted a glass of port. She said she wanted to finish the chianti. Anne was rather pensive. I asked what was bothering her and she said storms always depressed her. I told her not to worry; we were safe and would be o.k. She stilled looked pensive so I took her hand and lead her to the couch. She sat down and I sat beside her. She then smiled and said, "Too bad this place doesn't have a fireplace, it would be a great bachelor's pad." I told her that the builders had substituted a two person tub and shower in place of the fireplace. She sort of blushed and became silent. In a few minutes, we began talking about books we had read and music that we liked. Small talk. I finally told her that I enjoyed sharing the fitness center and pool and working out with her. She said she enjoyed it too and was sort of glad that no one else came in. I poured us each another glass of wine and then took a chance. "You know, Anne, I think you are a rather special woman. You take care of yourself, you are independent and you are a striking woman whom I would like to know better." She said, "Oh, really?" I told her that when she was working out the smell of her perfume and her sweat was rather erotic and stimulating. She blushed and said, "I, too, find honest sweat to be a stimulant.

We sat silently for a few minutes and sipped our wine. We turned towards each other. We both leaned forward and brushed our lips together in a light kiss. We looked at each other and set our glasses down. I put my hands on her shoulders and drew her close. Anne put her arms around me and laid her head against my shoulder. She looked up; we kissed, then kissed again. She caressed the side of my face with her right hand. I ran my left hand along her cheek and behind her head. We broke the kiss. "I love your hair, the color, the smell, it's beautiful." Anne leaned back against the couch and smiled, "You wouldn't love it, if you had to take care of everyday." We sat quietly and listened to the wind whistle around windows. Anne wrapped her arms around herself, shivered and said, "I'm cold. I want to go to bed." I said, "I'll walk back to your room with you and say 'Goodnight' there."

"No, I want to bed here. With you. Now." I said she should get ready first then. I recorked what was left of the chianti and rinsed out the glasses. The suite also had a half bath off the kitchen nook. I used that to get ready for bed.

I hoped Anne would be nude under the covers. I left my T-shirt and sweatpants in the half bath. I turned off the lights as I walked across the room. I stopped to pull back a drape and look out. The wind was plastering snow against the sides of trees and cars in the resort parking lot were being drifted in. We would not be leaving in the morning. And we didn't get to the port wine.

Anne had the covers pulled up to her neck. Her red hair was fanned out, around her face and head, like a halo. The only light in the room was a faint outside light that leaked in around the drapes. I slipped into bed and reached for Anne's hand. We silently held hands for a minute or two, then we both moved towards the center of the bed. I felt her warmth, listened to her breathe, smelled her faint perfume, and felt her hair against my shoulder. We silently held hands for another minute or two, I released her hand, and then I rolled up onto my right side, reached around her, and put my left hand under her right shoulder. She was nude. Anne rolled up onto her right side to face me. Our bodies weren't touching at this point. I moved my hand down her back, tracing her spine to just above her butt. I then slide my hand across her hip and down the side of her thigh, then back up along her flank and up her side to just above her breast and up to her cheek. As I moved my hand across the front of her shoulder, my arm brushed her right breast. She exhaled a tense sigh. I leaned forward and kissed her and asked if she was O.K. She replied by moving closer so we were pressed together belly-to-belly and chest-to-chest. She was warm and soft and it felt good to be lying with her. We lay like that for a bit when Anne giggled and said that my chest hairs tickled. With that we both relaxed and started to make love. Just kissing and caressing softly. I pulled the covers back a bit. Then after kissing Anne on the lips, I started to kiss my way down to her breasts. I kissed and licked each of her breasts and sucked her nipples in turn. She had dabbed some perfume in her cleavage. I buried my face between her breasts and inhaled Anne's aura. She just held my head in her hands. I continued my exploration of her torso by kissing my way down her belly. I tickled her belly button with the tip of my tongue. My left hand rubbed across her belly just above her pubes then down the top of her right thigh, back up and across just brushing the top of her pubes. I moved up and pulled her close and kissed her. Our tongues met and touched. Anne's right hand moved down my chest, across my stomach and down towards my crotch. Her hand slid around past my cock and under my balls. She pushed me onto my back, leaned over and started to kiss and suck my nipples while her right hand gripped my cock and balls. He thumb was over the top of my cock and when she closed her hand, it formed a warm living cockring. I rolled back up onto my side, slid my hand down her belly and slowly insinuated it between her thighs. I let my hand just lay there lightly. Anne adjusted her position a bit. I cupped her cunt and gave it a squeeze. She responded by pushing her hips up. I ran my fingers through her pubic hair. I slowly parted her cunt lips and ran my fingertip up and down. Anne's hand was jacking my cock. Her cunt lips opened more and I could feel she was getting wet. I slid my thumb and index finger around her clit. Anne was rubbing my pre-cum around the head on my cock. I slipped two fingers into her cunt while continuing to tickle and "diddle" her clit with my thumb. I leaned over her and we French kissed and lashed our tongues back and forth in each other's mouth. Anne broke the kiss and said, "I want you." I threw the covers back over the foot of the bed. I got up on my knees between Anne's legs. She spread her legs wide and I moved up so my cock was jutting over her cunt. Anne spread her cunt lips with one hand and jacked my cock with the other. Combined with her hand action, the view of this woman who was opening herself to me gave me a raging hard-on. The light coming around the drapes faintly illuminated a beautiful, beautiful woman. Every thing was is shadow. Her hair was arrayed around her head like a halo. She took her hands off my cock and her cunt and laid her arms akimbo. She was spread eagled before me like an offering. I marveled at her beauty and her willingness to be so open and giving. I also silently thanked her for being so open and giving. I took my cock in my hand and lightly slid it into the slit between her cunt lips. I placed the "V" in the underside of my cockhead over her clitoris and rocked back and forth to stroke her clit. Anne raised her hips in response. I then moved my cock head back and slid it from the bottom of her cunt lips to her clit. Then I rocked back and forth so my cockhead stroked her clitoris again. Anne said. "Don't tease me. Fuck me." I said, "I'm don't want to fuck you. And I don't want to make love to you; I want to make love with you. At this point, I slid my cockhead into the entrance to Anne's cunt hole; she grasped my cock and guided it between her cunt lips and into her vaginal tunnel. As my cock entered her vaginal opening, I felt her warmth and wetness. It felt good and it felt welcoming. I savored the feeling of her cunt enveloping my cock head. I looked down and the view of my cock slipping into Anne's cunt was a view that I will always treasure. I leaned forward on my knees and slowly slipped my cock as deeply as I could into Anne's wet and warm cunt. She just sighed, wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me deeper into her body. I slowly lowered my weight to my elbows. I was propped up over her; my cock was buried, or rather, was sheathed inside her vagina. We lay quietly for a moment without moving. I held my weight on my arms and slowly started to stroke in and out with my cock. I pulled my cock out until the head was just inside her lips. Then I slid my hips forward to bury my cock as deep as I could inside Anne's welcoming body. She responded by thrusting her hips upward. We began a "cinder sifting movement". She thrust towards me on the upstroke and I met her on the down stroke. It was a most erotic sensation. We continued to "work" with each other. Her tightness, warmth, wetness and movement made me harder and harder. I told her that I was going to cum if we kept this up. She said she wanted me to cum on her tits and belly. I pulled out her, got up on my knees, and straddled her waist so she could jack my cock. With one hand, she encircled my cock with her thumb and forefingers (the warm living cockring) and she started to stroke with the other. I felt my balls start to tighten, my cock stiffened (an exquisite feeling in Anne's hands) and the pressure to cum started to build deep in my body. My cock got harder under Anne's stroking, I arched my back and pushed my cock into Anne's hands. As she stroked, she raised up and kissed my cockhead. That did it. I started to cum and blew my load onto her belly and tits (I like "breasts"). She stroked until I was dry. She kissed my cock head and then released me. I lowered myself onto her. We kissed. As we lay there, the cum sort of glued us together. I slid off of Anne and onto my right side. She rolled up onto her right side and I moved next to her so my cock was against her butt. I wrapped my arms around her, cupped one breast with a hand, buried my nose in the back of her neck, under her hair, licked the sweat off her neck, and started the "post play" to bring her down. My left hand drifted to her cunt. I started finger fucking her and "diddling" her clit. Anne responded. She started to orgasm and I was able to stay with her until she finally relaxed against my chest. She turned her face towards me, we kissed and then we snuggled together and fell asleep. We never said a word. I never did know if it was trust, satiation, or exhaustion. We curled up spoon fashion and slept.


The Redhead



Thanks to Mark261256 for his encouragement! 

It was a warm Friday night, and I was working the store by myself. It had been pretty slow all night, and I was thinking about closing up early. I'm the manager, so I can do that. But then she walked in. She had red hair that hung down past her shoulders, and was just the shape I liked. Small breasted, but not too small, with heavy butt and thighs. She was wearing a sheer blouse and a skirt. She saw me watching her, and flashed me a shy smile. I asked if I could help her find anything. She was looking for vibrators, so I directed her around the wall into the area where they're displayed. She was only there a few minutes, and came out with two. I could see they were different sizes, and I wondered, but didn't ask, what she was planning to use them for. She asked if we had batteries, and I told her yes. She bought and paid for the items, then asked me if I could open them for her. No problem, I have scissors on hand. I got the vibrators out, and we loaded up the batteries. Then she asked if we had a bathroom she could use. I pointed it out for her, and watched her as she walked over there. Nice sway to that skirt! Hm, hm, but I'd like to get my hands on her ass! 

Now, we are a small retail establishment, and can't afford to lose inventory to shoplifters, so there are two security cameras in the bathroom. One happens to be directly over the sink, the other right in front of the toilet. I watched her on the monitor under the counter. I about lost it when she lifted her skirt and I saw she had nothing on under it! Then when I looked closer and saw that her pussy was shaved bare I nearly shot my load! Damn, but she had one fine pussy! I could see she was wet when she sat down. I watched her pee, and then wipe herself. I remember thinking that she must be meeting her lover when she brushed her hand over her pussy and gave her clit a few rubs before she adjusted her skirt. She washed her hands, and came out. She took her bag with the fully loaded vibrators and thanked me. As she turned, I told her (in my best retail store voice) to come back soon. Damn, but I hope she comes back! She did pay with a credit card, so I know her name, but I'm no stalker. Some days, though! Some days! 

That woman was at the back of my mind every day that I've worked for the past month. I'd even watched the security tapes a few times. I spanked the monkey more than a few times thinking about her. I've almost given up hope that I'd ever see her again. But here she is. Her car pulling into a space caught my eye. I watch as she gets out of it. She's wearing another skirt. I watch her walk up to the door. She can see me watching her. She smiles, less shyly than the last time, when she comes through the door. She's wandering around the store, looking at the sex toys and games. Now she's on her way to the video area. I have to follow her! 

"Is there is something I can help you find?" 

She says she's just browsing. I notice that she seems to be looking at the section where the voyeur-cam movies are displayed. She's touching her throat as she looks at the titles, and her fingers stray down onto her chest. Now, they're moving a little lower down her chest. Shit, she just unbuttoned a button without me seeing it! She's looking at me sideways, with a strange smile on her face. Fuck! I just noticed that she's not wearing a bra! Damn, but I'd like to get my hands on her! She couldn't be flirting with me? Could she? Well, might as well flirt back and find out for sure! 

"What kind of porn do you like to watch?" 

She says she likes shocking things. 

"What kind of shocking?" 

Something you don't see every day is the answer. 

"What would you like to do? Something that you've never done before," I suggest. 

Why? 

"Because what we secretly want to do is usually what we want to watch." Oh. She's says she's seen a little bit of BDSM, but doesn't think she'd like to give up ALL control like that. What she'd really like is to be watched. To been seen naked. To fuck in public where she could get caught. To watch people be aroused by watching her.

DAMN! That was one of the things I'd thought about when I was beating off to the video of her in the bathroom! A woman after my own heart! I watch most of the videos we get in the store so I can recommend them to customers. So I move up behind her, just close enough to feel her body heat, and point over her shoulder at one that I really like. She moves closer to the rack and takes it down. I follow her. I pretend to read the description of the action at the same time she does. But I'm really looking at her chest. Her blouse is a deep crimson color and just sheer enough that I can see the outline of her breasts. Her nipples look like they are as hard as rocks! I can see how much she wants to be seen, with that shirt on! She's looking up at the display again. I'm not sure if she's aware that she's touching herself, or if she's doing it for my benefit. Huh, there went another button! I reach past her to take a movie from the rack. 

"Here's another one I'd recommend." I can smell her. Some floral scent, but it isn't too heavy or too sweet. I like it! After I hand her the video, I brush my hand over her shoulder. I hear a little gasp from her. Fuck, I think she needs to be fucked! She wants to know if there is anything else I can show her. I press close against her, with one hand on a shoulder, the other reaching for a movie. "This one is good, too." She asks if it's really explicit. Lots of hard cocks sliding in and out of wet pussies? "Oh yeah!" Shit, is that her hand on my cock? Fuck, I am so hard! Am I imagining this? No, that is her hand! Shit, I just dropped the video! I can't stop myself from holding her against me! Damn, where'd her hand go? Oh, doesn't matter, since her ass is there instead! I wish I could take her right now! Bent over picking up that video, her ass right there! 

DAMN! SHIT! FUCK! There went the bell on the door! "Stay here. Don't leave!" Oh, it's one of the regulars. "Hey man, what can I do for you tonight?" Turns out he's just getting videos for the weekend. Shit, she's still in there! I follow him in, making sure she's not scared. She has such a sweet smile! And those lips when she's not smiling are just luscious enough to be enticing! I really want to press my lips against hers! She's moved over to the anal section, now. Hum, something else she's interested in? I think she wants me to join her. She asks if there's anything here I can recommend, as long as it's not too forceful, if there is such a thing. I slide my hand up her back as I come in closer. "There is one that is done as an instructional video, but it's still pretty hot." So I get that down for her. Damn, she has her hand on my cock again. I really think she wants to get fucked! 

All three of us go back out into the main room and I ring up his videos. She has a sad look on her face when he leaves. I take her hand and guide her behind the counter so I can kiss her. I knew those lips would be good to kiss! HMMM! Good, not a smoker! Oh yeah, this one likes to french! Her hair is like silk in my hands! What would that feel like on my skin? There goes her hand again! She must really like feeling cock! I wonder what she'll think when she sees it? Her moans are making me so hot! And I have barely touched her! I wonder, is her skin as soft as it looks? Yup! Is she undoing another button? Damn, she's hot to trot! Well, if she wants to show it off, I think I'll let her! Holding her at arms length, I can see her whole chest. The blouse is open all the way now. Oh man, her skin is so soft, and her breasts are so full! I just have to suck on one of them! MUUFFMM! So good! What's the other one like? Just as good! Man, I love skirts! It makes it so easy to get at the good parts! Just slide a hand up the leg, like so, and up over the ass. A good handful! Yeah, baby! Oh yeah! So easy to slip a finger into a pussy! And such a wet pussy. She is really getting off on this! There goes the bell again! I wonder how long they've been watching us? We're right in front of the door! 

"Uh huh, don't you cover yourself! Don't move a muscle until I get through helping this customer." And here comes another one! "What, oh, yeah the edible panties are just down this row. You're looking for the porn magazines? Over in that corner." I get back behind the counter as the first man comes up. "Lift up your skirt, show the man your pussy. Spread it open for him. Let him have a good look at your wet pussy!" I give him his change and he walks backwards to the door until he can't see her any more. "This guy is a breast man, by the look of the magazines he's buying, so show him your tits. Squeeze those nipples for him." I can hear her heavy breathing. My cock is close to bursting! I've got to get it inside her soon! When the second man leaves, I pull the blouse off her, and then make her skirt drop to the floor! Buck naked for anyone to see! I can see it's making her hotter! I turn her around to face me, so I can get my mouth on every inch of her skin. She is so white! Not just fair, but white. Her nipples are a deep rosy pink and so tasty to suck on! Her moans are driving me wild! 

"Sit up here on the counter and spread your legs for me!" Her pussy matches her nips! I have to taste her! I thought so! Sweet, with a little bit of tang! Whoa, she just leaned back over the counter! I can see down her body and out the door! Nothing to do for it but dig in! She's hanging upside down now! I can see our reflection in the door when I look up from her crotch. Her breasts are swaying as she bucks under my tongue. Here comes another customer! A woman this time. She hesitates at the door, but this is after all a sex shop, so she comes in. She wanders around the store a bit, but I can see she's trying to watch us. I pull the redhead up and off the counter, but have to hold her up until I can get her on the stool. Good, her face is getting less red by the second! Shit, the store closes in about five minutes. I think I'll lock the door behind this woman. "Have a good night," I say to the customer as I escort her out the door. 

I can see my redhead has regained her senses a bit now that she's upright again. She looks up at me with such an avid look on her face that I have to kiss her again! No stopping now. She's undoing my jeans! Finally! Surprise, no shorts! 

"Oh yeah, baby. Your hands are so hot on my cock! Yeah, just like that. Rub it just like that. Fuck! Your hot mouth feels so good sucking on the head of my cock! Damn, I wish you could take more of it in your mouth, but I can see I'm too big! I just hope I fit in your pussy! Suck it a little more! AH! Just like that! Oh yeah! No, you'd better stop. I don't want to cum too soon!" Is it hot in here, or is it just me? I have got to get this shirt off! Much better! Is that the door rattling? "Sorry, we're closed. All right, if it's just for something quick." I think it's shocked the guy, me coming out from behind the counter completely naked. What's he going to think when he sees her? He gets the movie he wants, and let's see, he's got four fillings! "Stand up honey, let the man see you. Twirl around now. That's right." I ring him up, and follow him to the door. "Stick around man, she really wants you to watch us fuck! I wish I could let you stay inside, but it's after closing time so I can't. But if you feel like tossing off, go ahead, she wants to know she's turned you on!" 

"Come on out here, baby." Oh yeah, swing those hips for me! Let me taste those juicy lips of yours! HMMM, just right. "Let's give this guy a show he won't forget! Lie down here, right in the middle of the aisle. No wait, lay across the aisle. No, move a little to the right. There, that should give him a good show. Let him see us from the side. Can you see him? Good, very good. I told him to let you see how turned on he is. Do you think he will? Wait, suck me one more time! Oh yeah!" Such a smile on your face! "Do you like the taste of my pre-cum? Good. Lay back now, one last taste of your pussy before I fuck it!"

"You are so wet! Are you ready? Oh yeah. So tight! Yes!" Slowly now, a little at a time, don't go too fast! Wouldn't want to cause any pain. Oh man, she is so hot! Almost there! YES!!! It fits! All the way in! Right up to the hilt! Fuck, this feels so good! It even feels good sliding it back out! "Are you watching him? Is he hard? Does that make you hot? Are you ready to be thoroughly fucked!" Yeah! Oh yeah! "I want to hear you moan! I want him to hear you moan! Come on baby! Your tits feel so good rubbing against my chest!" I have got to hold out! Just a little longer! Make her cum! "Oh yeah, come on baby! Do you like that?" Hold her leg up just a little higher; give the man a good look! "What's he doing? Do you like seeing his cock? Is he big? As big as me? I didn't think so! Really, you've never been with someone as big as me? Do you like it? Feels good, huh? You feel good too, baby. I'm getting so close! Are you close? I want you to cum for me. Cum for him, too. Faster? Oh yeah, come on baby. You're cumming? Yeah, I can feel your sugar walls squeezing me! Damn, I can't hold on any more! I cumming too! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! Fuck! Damn that feels good! Did he cum, too? He did? Shit, now I'll have to clean the glass! Oh well, it was sure as hell worth it! Did you enjoy that? Good. I am spent! Can I just lay here a minute, inside you? You feel so good. I could live there. So warm and so wet. Kissing you is so sweet."

"Is he still there? He must want more. What do you think he'd like to see? Should I lie here next to you and play with your tits? Suck on them a bit. Do you think he likes that? I have to kiss you again. Oh, so good, baby. He's what? Oh, shit. He does want to see me eat you again! Would you like to taste us? Hang on; let me get a good amount of our love juices on my tongue. MMUUFFMM. Did you like that? Do you think he did? OOPS, his phone's ringing! That must be the wife! I sure hope he can get it up again so he doesn't get in trouble. I wonder if he'll tell her what he saw? Do you think it will turn her on as much as it did you?" 

"You feel so good, here in my arms. You're right; the floor is a little cold and hard. Here, let me help you up. I like the way you fit right under my chin when I hold you like this. Let me help you dress. So sad to see that fine ass covered over. Elizabeth, will you come back again? I'd love to see you again. Here, here's a pen and paper. I will call you. Let me walk you to your car. Kiss you goodnight. Drive careful! Talk to you soon!"

Damn, what time is it now? 11:00? Only 11:00! That means I have to wait at least 9 hours to call her! I wouldn't want to wake her up. Well, the best way to make the time go by is to get some sleep. I'll just get dressed, turn off the lights, turn on the security system and lock up. Man, am I tired! But it feels so good! 11:15, damn! It's going to be a long night!



The Redhead



My affair with the redheaded married lady was going great. We saw each other almost every night and the sex was great. She was very attractive and very much liked sex. Mid thirties, nice breasts 34, 35 C's slim waist despite two teenaged children. Dressed nicely with a little bit of sensuality. 

During our many talks she had learned from the talks and from mutual friends that I had had a past that included swinging and having a sex slave/slut. This seemed to intrigue her. It seemed the topic of conversations would always get back to various scenarios that I would share about my past sex life with the wonderful slut. This always led to great sex. 

Finally I ask her if she wanted to be my slut for a night. Her eyes got as big as saucers but I could see the excitement behind the fear. She wanted to know just what it might entail. Wanting to create the most exciting situation, the only thing I would say was that she would have to do whatever, wherever and with whoever I desired and instructed. 

I left it at that, letting it sink in and to see if there was enough trust for her to let go completely and delve into being someone's slut. After numerous phone calls trying to get an idea what might happen the Redhead finally said OK, let's do it. With the only promise being that I would not leave her alone and would insure she would not get hurt. These are conditions I would have set myself even if she hadn't asked. So I went about figuring what and where we would get this adventure started. 

On Saturday I instructed her on what to wear and where to meet me. I suggested she wear more makeup than usual; shave all her body hair except for the beautiful red hair on her head, and a subtle perfume. Her clothes consisted of sleeveless dress that buttoned up the front. Underneath she was to wear only a tiny garter belt and stockings. She very seldom wore a bra or panties anyway so of course they would not be worn on that night. She did not need the bra as her breasts stood up beautifully and her quarter sized nipples were always in a state of semi-erection. I think she fondled herself while driving because whenever she entered a room her nipples seemed to always be standing up hard against her blouse front. 

I met her at Club 12 on Saturday evening. Her entrance was enough to make me very proud to be with this lovely submissive creature. The men and some of the women in the room were distracted by her aura. She exuded sex and apprehension as she flowed into the room. She came over to my table, stopped, did a 360 degree turn around and ask, "What did I think?" I smiled and let her know what I could see pleased me greatly. But to really start getting with the program she should go into the ladies room and un-button enough buttons on the top and bottom of her dress to allow some cleavage and upper thigh to show. She looked around and asks, "And come back in her in front of all these people? And I assured her that would make me feel very proud of her and show she was in the submissive mood required to start this erotic evening of adventure. 

With that she turned went to the ladies room, returning about ten minutes later with much more daring entrance. The pleasure and fear was very evident in the blush overcoming her face. I got up took her by the arm and headed for the door, thinking how lucky I was and thinking of all the guys and some of the women wishing they were is my place. And they did not know this was only the beginning of a very sexual night. 

We went La Mansion Hotel lounge on 410. On the way she took my hand and gently place it between her legs to show me how wet she was. I smiled and rubbed the moisture on here rock hard nipples which made her almost swoon. Since neither of us drink sitting at the bar was not our usual place. But we settled in and began to talk to the people around us. 

She leaned over and asks what we were going to do? I shared we are going to find some one for you to have sex with. She stifled a throaty squeal and grabbed my arm and pulled it too her breast. The gentleman sitting next to her kept looking at her breasts and her legs, before finally asking her if she would like to dance. She asked if she was supposed to dance and I said of course but only to slow dance songs. She informed the gentleman of this and they talked until the next slow dance.

The guy next to me asks if that was my date, wife or what. I told him she was my wife even though she was not and for the night she was my slut who looking to entertain a man or men. The guy's eyes got as big as pie pans and his interest increased greatly. After explaining I like to watch my lady have sex with others he was beside himself. He had many questions and could not believe she would do anything I told her to do.

When she came back from dancing with her gentleman friend, she was very excited. She leaned over and shared that he had rubbed his erection against her the whole time they danced while cupping her buttocks. He asked her to leave with him but she said she was with me and had to ask. He did not understand this and when they got back to the bar and found out we were together he decided he did not like that scene. I ask her if she wanted to go with him and thought about it for a second and ask if there was something else for us to do. I assured her there was. Introducing the gentleman on my right, who was most anxious for her to not leave with the first guy? I shared what I had shared with the new guy and suggested that the redhead unbutton one more button on the bottom of her dress which would allow the skin of thigh above her stocking tops to show. She looked at me then at him then lowered her head as she with both hands undid another button. She gently pushed the sides of her dress to the side but the tops of her stockings where still not quite visible. Without being told she undid another button. This went a little beyond the point I had hoped to achieve, but still had a breathtaking effect on all three of us. Not only could we see above her stockings but her shaved mound was visible. With her legs closed we could not see much so I ask her if she would like to show our friend more. She asks, "What do you mean?" I shared she should open her legs enough for our friend to see between your legs!" She glancing down slowly opened her legs for us to have a great of a moist mound that just glistened with the bar lights. 

Our friend immediately asks her to dance and away they went. On the dance floor they put on quite a show. I'm not sure there is any way to get any closer than they were. Basically rubbing, hunching and holding one another as hard as they could. He danced with his thigh between her legs which pushed her dress up to her crotch. Towards the end of the dance his right hand had worked its way into the top of her dress, where he was pulling on her nipple as they moved around the floor. 

When the music stopped and they returned to the bar. The guy sat on her left putting the redhead between us. I asked where she had been and what she had been doing. She said you were watching, I saw you! I assured her that I did and I was but I wanted hear her version of where she had been and what she had been doing. The guy leaned in closer wanting hear it all. 

She got totally red faced embarrassed but plunged forward with my request. I have been dancing with Mark to a slow dance and he was dirty dancing with me. I ask her what dirty dancing meant. Again she turned red or redder but went on. He was holding me close up against him and was pushing his right leg in between my legs, pushing his thigh against my privates. What privates I ask. She dropped her head and said "Against my pussy." And? I ask. He rubbed my pussy with his leg and reached into the top of my dress and was pinching and pulling on my nipple. Her voice was quivering as she spoke. I asked her if she enjoyed it. We could see the glow of her smile as she looked up and back and forth between us saying she almost had a climax while dancing.  

I ask her what she thought we should do about all of this. She looked up and said she did not understand. Why don't you ask Mark if he would like to be able to have his pleasure with you? I could feel the sexual tension increase as she looked at Mark and ask him if he would like to go some where with us. He said he had a room at the hotel but was sharing it with three other guys. They were part of training team working for the company that owned the hotel. So we could not go to his room. They both looked at me wondering what to do next. I grinned and immediately suggested that the redhead might be excited about entertaining the five of us. The redhead's head snapped around so fast I thought she might hurt her neck. And Mark just smiled unable to believe this stoke of good fortune. He asks, "What I meant?" 

I shared that the redhead wanted to be the slut tonight and I really enjoyed her being the slut. I suggested she should ask Mark to call his roommates and ask if they would like to have some company. She looked at me in disbelief but shyly ask Mark if they would be OK with that. Mark was gone to the house phone before the words died. 

The redhead took my hand with her trembling hands and said was this entirely ok. I assured it was not only OK with me but I thought it was absolutely wonderful. She said she had never felt so turned on sexually. My response was how wonderful.

Mark came back and asks if we were ready to go up. I ask the redhead where you are going and what are you willing to do. She dropped her head again and softly said replied, "I'm going up to Mark's room to be used by a bunch of men."

I ask her how she felt about that. Excited is all she could say.

During the trip thru the lobby and up the elevator Mark was polite and mannerly to the point of nausea. It appeared he did not want to do anything to mess this up. While waiting on the elevator I leaned over and suggested to the Redhead, "Why don't you give Mark a big sloppy kiss to calm him down. She smiled and wrapped herself around Mark right in the lobby in front of the elevator. Mark responded with vigor. The elevator door opened and the people coming off the elevator did not disturb them at all. I stepped on the elevator holding it until they finally stopped their embrace and realized almost everyone in the lobby was gawking at them. Quickly jumping on the elevator they fell back into another embrace which lasted until we reached our floor. 

The Redhead's nervousness was apparent by the way she grabbed both mine and Mark's arm and pulling them to her breasts as we headed down the hall. Mark opens the door and with a large in take of breath the Redhead walked into the room. It was a large room but not a suite. One king size bed and two single beds arranged around for the four of them to live fairly comfortably or so it seemed. She moved into the room looking around as I moved over to the chair in front of the desk. I just sat there for a moment waiting to see what she might or might not do. I thing she was scared and excited to the point she did not have a clue what should happen next. Mark broke the silence by introducing her to his friends. 

She shook each guys hand and then looked at me with the most questioning look in her eyes. I smiled and suggested she come over to me and let me help her get the evening started. Like a shot she was standing in front of me. I ask her to turn around and face her new friends. I reached around and begin to unbutton the last three buttons on her dress. I felt her shiver as I undid the first button and it became clear there was no bra holding up those beautiful breasts. The next button allowed the dress to open up almost exposing her hard nipples. 

I ask, "Are you excited?" Her reply was nervous positive, "Yes, very!" 

"Are your nipples hard?" "Oh, yes!" "Why don't you show the guys?"

Slowly she opened the top of her dress to show the guys her rigidly erect nipples. Slowly I reached down for the last button. She clasps her hands over her breast squeezing them as I fumbled (on purpose) with the last button. Finally, I unbuttoned it and let the dress fall the rest of the way open exposed her clean shaven mound that was so moist it was almost dripping. I stepped back and just let the scene sink in. The Redhead slowly moves her hands from her breasts and looked around at me and asks if she should finish taking off her dress? I ask if she wanted to be completely naked for these gentlemen. She looked around the room and asks if they wanted her take the dress the rest of the way off. To the man as if rehearsed they loudly share "Yes!" With that the Redhead reaches up and pushed the dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She was magnificent standing in her heels, thigh high stocking and garter belt. I ask her to walk around and let the guys feast their eyes on her. Which she did blushing from head to toe the Redhead sashayed through the room turning and letting everyone have a good look at her. 

I shared that since she had tantalized herself and Mark to the point of explosion maybe she should help him out of his clothes. With this suggestion she moved over to the edge of the bed where Mark had sat and leaned against the headboard. Helping Mark out of his clothes was an awkward exercise they both wanted them off quickly. When he raised his ass of the bed to allow her to pull his boxers down, his rock hard cock sprang up like pole. The Redhead reached out and grasp his cock with both hands glanced at me then begin to lick the head of his cock. Slowly climbing up in the bed never taking her tongue off the head of his cock, she crouched on her all fours between his legs taking more and more of his cock into her working mouth. The other guys were staring in even more disbelief as she worked on Mark's cock. I motioned to the guy closed to them towards her rear end sticking up in the air as she continued to work on Mark, who was moaning and holding the back of her head. The guy stripped off his shorts and climbed up between her legs, spreading them even further as he slid his now throbbing cock from her clit to her ass hole. The Redhead and Mark were both moaning now almost in harmony. The new guy finally found the right angle and with no fanfare thrust himself up to his balls into the Redhead doggy style. 

This was too much for Mark and he unloaded, his ball exploding down the Redheads throat. The guy in the back lasted about three more humps and exploded himself. 

The Redhead was totally caught up in the action and stepped off the bed and directly over to the single bed where there was hard cock number three waiting for her. She did not even give the guy chance. She reached down ripped his shorts down to his ankles, threw her left leg over his body and lowered herself down on his throbbing cock. She was going to make sure she got hers before this guy blew his load before she reached at least one climax. She rode him for dear life. Rocking back and forth on his cock until she exploded with her first orgasm. As she leans down over him to catch her breath he takes her right nipple between his teeth and the left nipple between his thumb and fore finger, biting and pinching her back to attention as he begins to pick up the tempo of his upward thrusts building towards his own orgasm. Which does not take long and he collapses under her. 

She by now is recharges and wanting more. Sadly she is let down. When she move over to the last guy, other than me of course, he so excited he can hardly be still. She leans over and starts to take his cock into her mouth and he can't stand it any more. What he has seen has just about blown him away. So as her mouth gets close enough for him to feel her breath on the head of his cock, he blow his load all over her face. The young man was so sad and embarrassed he was about to cry. She realized his embarrassment and gently took his cock in her mouth telling him she will fix it and sucked him back another throbbing erection. I have often wondered if she got his cherry that night. Once he was hard again she rolled over on her back pulled him on top of her and with her hands guided his cock into her cum filled pussy. 

Now the young man was ready and proceeded to fuck the Redhead to at least two orgasms that the rest of us could count. She later told me she came about four or five times. The orgasms were running together so much she lost count. 

When he finally came for the second time, making up for leaving her hanging the first time. He collapsed beside here with the biggest smile on his face you ever saw. 

The Red head raised up on her elbows looked around the room and spied me sitting by the desk with a raging hard on. Smiling she came over knelt in front of me cupping my balls in her hands while licking my cock form base to head. Tantalizing me until she took my cock all the way down her throat, which caused me to explode almost immediately down her throat. 

The guys not sure what to do next were quickly relieved to hear the Redhead say she would like to do that again. After a minor clean up she came back and lay down on the big bed and cheerfully ask who wants seconds. Each of the guys fucked her again. Each one more slowly building momentum to orgasms for the Redhead and themselves. As each would get thru fucking her to orgasm they would offer her their cock to be cleaned up with her tongue and mouth. She really seemed to enjoy taking care of this crew. 

After everyone had had their fill including the Redhead, even though she acted like she could take and wanted more. She slipped her dress back on before going around to each of the four guys and gave them a long sexy French kiss insuring they tasted the evening. When on the elevator she leaned over and devoured me with a kiss that would not quit. That is until the doors opened and an elderly couple was standing and staring at us all wrapped around each other. We scurried to the car and I took her to her car. I don't think either one of us wanted the night to end.

The next morning she called me saying, "I have never been so sore in my whole life but that was a wonderful experience." She shared with me a few days later during phone sex that she often masturbates remembering that evening. 



The Redhead



My affair with the redheaded married lady was going great. We saw each other almost every night and the sex was great. She was very attractive and very much liked sex. Mid thirties, nice breasts 34, 35 C's slim waist despite two teenaged children. Dressed nicely with a little bit of sensuality. 

During our many talks she had learned from the talks and from mutual friends that I had had a past that included swinging and having a sex slave/slut. This seemed to intrigue her. It seemed the topic of conversations would always get back to various scenarios that I would share about my past sex life with the wonderful slut. This always led to great sex. 

Finally I ask her if she wanted to be my slut for a night. Her eyes got as big as saucers but I could see the excitement behind the fear. She wanted to know just what it might entail. Wanting to create the most exciting situation, the only thing I would say was that she would have to do whatever, wherever and with whoever I desired and instructed. 

I left it at that, letting it sink in and to see if there was enough trust for her to let go completely and delve into being someone's slut. After numerous phone calls trying to get an idea what might happen the Redhead finally said OK, let's do it. With the only promise being that I would not leave her alone and would insure she would not get hurt. These are conditions I would have set myself even if she hadn't asked. So I went about figuring what and where we would get this adventure started. 

On Saturday I instructed her on what to wear and where to meet me. I suggested she wear more makeup than usual; shave all her body hair except for the beautiful red hair on her head, and a subtle perfume. Her clothes consisted of sleeveless dress that buttoned up the front. Underneath she was to wear only a tiny garter belt and stockings. She very seldom wore a bra or panties anyway so of course they would not be worn on that night. She did not need the bra as her breasts stood up beautifully and her quarter sized nipples were always in a state of semi-erection. I think she fondled herself while driving because whenever she entered a room her nipples seemed to always be standing up hard against her blouse front. 

I met her at Club 12 on Saturday evening. Her entrance was enough to make me very proud to be with this lovely submissive creature. The men and some of the women in the room were distracted by her aura. She exuded sex and apprehension as she flowed into the room. She came over to my table, stopped, did a 360 degree turn around and ask, "What did I think?" I smiled and let her know what I could see pleased me greatly. But to really start getting with the program she should go into the ladies room and un-button enough buttons on the top and bottom of her dress to allow some cleavage and upper thigh to show. She looked around and asks, "And come back in her in front of all these people? And I assured her that would make me feel very proud of her and show she was in the submissive mood required to start this erotic evening of adventure. 

With that she turned went to the ladies room, returning about ten minutes later with much more daring entrance. The pleasure and fear was very evident in the blush overcoming her face. I got up took her by the arm and headed for the door, thinking how lucky I was and thinking of all the guys and some of the women wishing they were is my place. And they did not know this was only the beginning of a very sexual night. 

We went La Mansion Hotel lounge on 410. On the way she took my hand and gently place it between her legs to show me how wet she was. I smiled and rubbed the moisture on here rock hard nipples which made her almost swoon. Since neither of us drink sitting at the bar was not our usual place. But we settled in and began to talk to the people around us. 

She leaned over and asks what we were going to do? I shared we are going to find some one for you to have sex with. She stifled a throaty squeal and grabbed my arm and pulled it too her breast. The gentleman sitting next to her kept looking at her breasts and her legs, before finally asking her if she would like to dance. She asked if she was supposed to dance and I said of course but only to slow dance songs. She informed the gentleman of this and they talked until the next slow dance.

The guy next to me asks if that was my date, wife or what. I told him she was my wife even though she was not and for the night she was my slut who looking to entertain a man or men. The guy's eyes got as big as pie pans and his interest increased greatly. After explaining I like to watch my lady have sex with others he was beside himself. He had many questions and could not believe she would do anything I told her to do.

When she came back from dancing with her gentleman friend, she was very excited. She leaned over and shared that he had rubbed his erection against her the whole time they danced while cupping her buttocks. He asked her to leave with him but she said she was with me and had to ask. He did not understand this and when they got back to the bar and found out we were together he decided he did not like that scene. I ask her if she wanted to go with him and thought about it for a second and ask if there was something else for us to do. I assured her there was. Introducing the gentleman on my right, who was most anxious for her to not leave with the first guy? I shared what I had shared with the new guy and suggested that the redhead unbutton one more button on the bottom of her dress which would allow the skin of thigh above her stocking tops to show. She looked at me then at him then lowered her head as she with both hands undid another button. She gently pushed the sides of her dress to the side but the tops of her stockings where still not quite visible. Without being told she undid another button. This went a little beyond the point I had hoped to achieve, but still had a breathtaking effect on all three of us. Not only could we see above her stockings but her shaved mound was visible. With her legs closed we could not see much so I ask her if she would like to show our friend more. She asks, "What do you mean?" I shared she should open her legs enough for our friend to see between your legs!" She glancing down slowly opened her legs for us to have a great of a moist mound that just glistened with the bar lights. 

Our friend immediately asks her to dance and away they went. On the dance floor they put on quite a show. I'm not sure there is any way to get any closer than they were. Basically rubbing, hunching and holding one another as hard as they could. He danced with his thigh between her legs which pushed her dress up to her crotch. Towards the end of the dance his right hand had worked its way into the top of her dress, where he was pulling on her nipple as they moved around the floor. 

When the music stopped and they returned to the bar. The guy sat on her left putting the redhead between us. I asked where she had been and what she had been doing. She said you were watching, I saw you! I assured her that I did and I was but I wanted hear her version of where she had been and what she had been doing. The guy leaned in closer wanting hear it all. 

She got totally red faced embarrassed but plunged forward with my request. I have been dancing with Mark to a slow dance and he was dirty dancing with me. I ask her what dirty dancing meant. Again she turned red or redder but went on. He was holding me close up against him and was pushing his right leg in between my legs, pushing his thigh against my privates. What privates I ask. She dropped her head and said "Against my pussy." And? I ask. He rubbed my pussy with his leg and reached into the top of my dress and was pinching and pulling on my nipple. Her voice was quivering as she spoke. I asked her if she enjoyed it. We could see the glow of her smile as she looked up and back and forth between us saying she almost had a climax while dancing. 

I ask her what she thought we should do about all of this. She looked up and said she did not understand. Why don't you ask Mark if he would like to be able to have his pleasure with you? I could feel the sexual tension increase as she looked at Mark and ask him if he would like to go some where with us. He said he had a room at the hotel but was sharing it with three other guys. They were part of training team working for the company that owned the hotel. So we could not go to his room. They both looked at me wondering what to do next. I grinned and immediately suggested that the redhead might be excited about entertaining the five of us. The redhead's head snapped around so fast I thought she might hurt her neck. And Mark just smiled unable to believe this stoke of good fortune. He asks, "What I meant?" 

I shared that the redhead wanted to be the slut tonight and I really enjoyed her being the slut. I suggested she should ask Mark to call his roommates and ask if they would like to have some company. She looked at me in disbelief but shyly ask Mark if they would be OK with that. Mark was gone to the house phone before the words died. 

The redhead took my hand with her trembling hands and said was this entirely ok. I assured it was not only OK with me but I thought it was absolutely wonderful. She said she had never felt so turned on sexually. My response was how wonderful.

Mark came back and asks if we were ready to go up. I ask the redhead where you are going and what are you willing to do. She dropped her head again and softly said replied, "I'm going up to Mark's room to be used by a bunch of men."

I ask her how she felt about that. Excited is all she could say.

During the trip thru the lobby and up the elevator Mark was polite and mannerly to the point of nausea. It appeared he did not want to do anything to mess this up. While waiting on the elevator I leaned over and suggested to the Redhead, "Why don't you give Mark a big sloppy kiss to calm him down. She smiled and wrapped herself around Mark right in the lobby in front of the elevator. Mark responded with vigor. The elevator door opened and the people coming off the elevator did not disturb them at all. I stepped on the elevator holding it until they finally stopped their embrace and realized almost everyone in the lobby was gawking at them. Quickly jumping on the elevator they fell back into another embrace which lasted until we reached our floor. 

The Redhead's nervousness was apparent by the way she grabbed both mine and Mark's arm and pulling them to her breasts as we headed down the hall. Mark opens the door and with a large in take of breath the Redhead walked into the room. It was a large room but not a suite. One king size bed and two single beds arranged around for the four of them to live fairly comfortably or so it seemed. She moved into the room looking around as I moved over to the chair in front of the desk. I just sat there for a moment waiting to see what she might or might not do. I thing she was scared and excited to the point she did not have a clue what should happen next. Mark broke the silence by introducing her to his friends. 

She shook each guys hand and then looked at me with the most questioning look in her eyes. I smiled and suggested she come over to me and let me help her get the evening started. Like a shot she was standing in front of me. I ask her to turn around and face her new friends. I reached around and begin to unbutton the last three buttons on her dress. I felt her shiver as I undid the first button and it became clear there was no bra holding up those beautiful breasts. The next button allowed the dress to open up almost exposing her hard nipples. 

I ask, "Are you excited?" Her reply was nervous positive, "Yes, very!" 

"Are your nipples hard?" "Oh, yes!" "Why don't you show the guys?"

Slowly she opened the top of her dress to show the guys her rigidly erect nipples. Slowly I reached down for the last button. She clasps her hands over her breast squeezing them as I fumbled (on purpose) with the last button. Finally, I unbuttoned it and let the dress fall the rest of the way open exposed her clean shaven mound that was so moist it was almost dripping. I stepped back and just let the scene sink in. The Redhead slowly moves her hands from her breasts and looked around at me and asks if she should finish taking off her dress? I ask if she wanted to be completely naked for these gentlemen. She looked around the room and asks if they wanted her take the dress the rest of the way off. To the man as if rehearsed they loudly share "Yes!" With that the Redhead reaches up and pushed the dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She was magnificent standing in her heels, thigh high stocking and garter belt. I ask her to walk around and let the guys feast their eyes on her. Which she did blushing from head to toe the Redhead sashayed through the room turning and letting everyone have a good look at her. 

I shared that since she had tantalized herself and Mark to the point of explosion maybe she should help him out of his clothes. With this suggestion she moved over to the edge of the bed where Mark had sat and leaned against the headboard. Helping Mark out of his clothes was an awkward exercise they both wanted them off quickly. When he raised his ass of the bed to allow her to pull his boxers down, his rock hard cock sprang up like pole. The Redhead reached out and grasp his cock with both hands glanced at me then begin to lick the head of his cock. Slowly climbing up in the bed never taking her tongue off the head of his cock, she crouched on her all fours between his legs taking more and more of his cock into her working mouth. The other guys were staring in even more disbelief as she worked on Mark's cock. I motioned to the guy closed to them towards her rear end sticking up in the air as she continued to work on Mark, who was moaning and holding the back of her head. The guy stripped off his shorts and climbed up between her legs, spreading them even further as he slid his now throbbing cock from her clit to her ass hole. The Redhead and Mark were both moaning now almost in harmony. The new guy finally found the right angle and with no fanfare thrust himself up to his balls into the Redhead doggy style. 

This was too much for Mark and he unloaded, his ball exploding down the Redheads throat. The guy in the back lasted about three more humps and exploded himself. 

The Redhead was totally caught up in the action and stepped off the bed and directly over to the single bed where there was hard cock number three waiting for her. She did not even give the guy chance. She reached down ripped his shorts down to his ankles, threw her left leg over his body and lowered herself down on his throbbing cock. She was going to make sure she got hers before this guy blew his load before she reached at least one climax. She rode him for dear life. Rocking back and forth on his cock until she exploded with her first orgasm. As she leans down over him to catch her breath he takes her right nipple between his teeth and the left nipple between his thumb and fore finger, biting and pinching her back to attention as he begins to pick up the tempo of his upward thrusts building towards his own orgasm. Which does not take long and he collapses under her. 

She by now is recharges and wanting more. Sadly she is let down. When she move over to the last guy, other than me of course, he so excited he can hardly be still. She leans over and starts to take his cock into her mouth and he can't stand it any more. What he has seen has just about blown him away. So as her mouth gets close enough for him to feel her breath on the head of his cock, he blow his load all over her face. The young man was so sad and embarrassed he was about to cry. She realized his embarrassment and gently took his cock in her mouth telling him she will fix it and sucked him back another throbbing erection. I have often wondered if she got his cherry that night. Once he was hard again she rolled over on her back pulled him on top of her and with her hands guided his cock into her cum filled pussy. 

Now the young man was ready and proceeded to fuck the Redhead to at least two orgasms that the rest of us could count. She later told me she came about four or five times. The orgasms were running together so much she lost count. 

When he finally came for the second time, making up for leaving her hanging the first time. He collapsed beside here with the biggest smile on his face you ever saw. 

The Red head raised up on her elbows looked around the room and spied me sitting by the desk with a raging hard on. Smiling she came over knelt in front of me cupping my balls in her hands while licking my cock form base to head. Tantalizing me until she took my cock all the way down her throat, which caused me to explode almost immediately down her throat. 

The guys not sure what to do next were quickly relieved to hear the Redhead say she would like to do that again. After a minor clean up she came back and lay down on the big bed and cheerfully ask who wants seconds. Each of the guys fucked her again. Each one more slowly building momentum to orgasms for the Redhead and themselves. As each would get thru fucking her to orgasm they would offer her their cock to be cleaned up with her tongue and mouth. She really seemed to enjoy taking care of this crew. 

After everyone had had their fill including the Redhead, even though she acted like she could take and wanted more. She slipped her dress back on before going around to each of the four guys and gave them a long sexy French kiss insuring they tasted the evening. When on the elevator she leaned over and devoured me with a kiss that would not quit. That is until the doors opened and an elderly couple was standing and staring at us all wrapped around each other. We scurried to the car and I took her to her car. I don't think either one of us wanted the night to end.

The next morning she called me saying, "I have never been so sore in my whole life but that was a wonderful experience." She shared with me a few



The Redhead



May 7, 2001 

Steven Pressman was reading the "Personals" in the Little Timber Times. Yes, his wife was off playing bridge, as usual, on a Friday night. He did have this week's vast collection of Chemistry tests finally corrected. Of course, there was nothing worth watching on TV. Damn this was pathetic, he thought, still.... 

There was a thank-you for all the get-well cards and hospital visits from a Mrs. Slocum. She was 85 and a great grandmother. And a reminder that the Jones' family reunion at the Community Center would be on May 13th. Then Father Holcomb was thanking all the people of the town for sending donations to the parish auction for African famine relief. 

Finally, there was a request for interested women to "...contact Charity Kegan, if interested in helping to form a support group for family and personal issues." Steve wondered what this was all about. Some dissatisfied feminists, he thought, probably annoyed with their husbands. He chuckled and moved on to the classifieds. 

March 15, 2002

Steve was pleased to see a front page picture of several of his students who had reached the district competition level with their science projects. All three were girls and besides being good students, they all seemed to have a talent for presenting their information in a visually attractive way. 

April 2, 2002





The Redhead



"So what do you have in mind?" he queried. Her response caught him totally by surprise.

"Dick used to play a lot of chess when he was in high school. You know, there might be more than a few adults around who might like to rekindle that interest for a wintertime activity."

"Possibly..." he ventured. 

"Well, I'll check around and get back to you if you're game for the idea." 

"Why not," he said, hoping not to sound too flippant. 

There was the sound of chimes in the background and she was saying goodbye. Then she was gone. 

Serendipity; that was what it was. Serendipity. He might get to play chess with the hot little redhead's banker husband. I gotta practice just saying no. Just say no. Oh well. He never heard back.

May 17, 2004

Heading down the deserted bike trail very, very early on a Tuesday morning, Steve was surprised to see a lone biker coming up the path right towards him. He stopped, watching the red pony-tail bobbing in rhythm as the spandex-tight biker approached. It was Charity Kegan. 

She had an impish look about her as she pulled up and began by asking what he was doing at, "This ungodly hour of the morning?"

"Actually it's just about the right time for the trico hatch," he responded, pointing at the fly rod attached to the frame of his bike. 

And then out of nowhere she asked if she could join him. A momentary look of uncertainty passed over his face. Then good manners took over and he nodded. Walking their bikes down a semi-hidden path to the stream took a few minutes until he pointed to a grassy bank where they could park them. He was quickly in the water while she watched. 

To Charity there was something hypnotic about the delicate but athletic grace of the casting. There was an almost sexual rhythm to it, only interrupted by the occasional burst of energy as he brought a trout to his hand. Finally he came back to her and sat down. He explained his strategy briefly, and then paused as she asked him if he would teach her. 

"Sure...sometime. Don't forget, though, I've got to be in school by 8:00." 

She laughed. "Of course, silly me."

June 3, 2004

It was more than two weeks before he called her. Monica had left with some female friends for a three-day shopping spree in Portland. Julie was at softball camp for the rest of the week. He was going fishing at his favorite local stream. So looking for someone to talk to, he called and invited her along.

They met at the bike trail parking lot. It was 7 o'clock in the evening. She was wearing tan shorts and a matching Orvis shirt... hot. It was the first of many such early morning meetings that summer. Steve began more and more to look forward to them. She was a good learner, athletic and just plain fun to be with. While he admitted to himself how much he was attracted to her, he was resolved to keep it at the "good friends and fishing buddies," stage. For Charity, though, she had to admitt to herself , she had found the "Renaissance Man" of her dreams. Steve was, above all, a good listener. Sensitive and caring he seemed able relate to whatever was on her mind. Be art, books, nature, politics... you name it. 

Sept 15, 2004 

The Little Timber Times

Local Woman Catches Record Trout

Local fisherwomen sets local trout record! Charity Kegan, a somewhat novice trout fisher caught a monster rainbow on Little Timber last week. "Just pure luck" she said proudly holding her 12 pound rainbow up for pictures. "I think I'm hooked on this sport," she added. 

May 19, 2005

It was the end of a tough day in class. The 12th graders were definitely in the final stages of "seniorites" and Steve was already thinking about the Bitteroots in Montana. He was startled as the phone rang. It was Charity.

"I can't understand why you have to go all the way out to Montana to catch a few trout," was saying. 

"There bigger out there," he replied laughing. Well not really, but there was something about the mountains he just couldn't stay away from. 

"Take me with you," she said and then hung up. 

July 13, 2006

Steve was carefully avoiding the potholes as they approached National Forest Service campground. There was a tension in the air pretty much all day. He wasn't sure if it was the weather or the obvious fact that this day was going to begin a new era in their relationship. The clouds were building to the west and he wanted to get his tent pitched before the storm broke. Still.... Well they were just friends, he thought. They had developed a common interest. She was someone to share with. Ah hell. She had simply asked him if she could come along. Just say no. He couldn't. Not to a friend. He knew he was kidding himself

He had the tent up and the air mattress and sleeping bags were laid out. She was in the tent "arranging her things", she had said. He was cinching up the tarp as the first raindrops began blowing in on the wings of a steadily increasing wind. A distant roar grew louder.Then a few large hailstones began falling through the pines. He dove for the shelter of the mountain tent. 

"It's a hailstorm. Don't worry, it will be alright." 

It was then that he noticed her sheepish grin as she peered at him from deep within two sleeping bags which she had zipped together. 

"Char!" he shouted abovw the rapidly increasing din. A crooked finger was all it took for him to crawl in beside her. 

She turned and half-straddled him. She began kissing him and when her tongue insinuated itself into his mouth, the sexual feeling that flooded his body seemed overwhelming. While crawling inside with her, he had felt the heat of her naked body. She had been on her back, the pony-tail gone. That beautiful profusion of auburn red hair spread wildly across the pillow.

He pushed back, searching. Her legs were open to him and he brushed the back of his hand against her secret mound. Warm and moist, she lifted her trim hips to his query. Turning his hand, he inserted his index finger into her vagina. 

The "little man standing upright in his boat" convinced Steve he need not wait a second longer. Rolling between her legs he felt Charity grasp and guide his engorged member into her waiting sheath. At that instant a bolt of lightning struck nearby with an immediate flash and the crack of thunder. Penetrating to the maximum depth he began plunging wildly as she responded in kind. 

The roar of the hailstorm engulfed them so loudly he could barely hear her cries of pleasure. It was a combination of things, really. His left hand cradled the back of her neck lifting her slightly. Transfering vaginal moisture with his right index finger, he carefully began probing her anal opening. Her hand behind his neck drawing him down for a probing kiss; tongues then fencing wildly. Finally her hips locked in an up position against his thrusts. A throbbing at their point of junction. She was squeezing him as he felt himself lose control, squirting repeatedly into the depths of her very being. 

July 27, 2006 

The Little Timber Times

Local Teacher Attends National Convention

Steve Pressman just returned from a ten-day national science teacher convention in Chicago. "It was great and really rewarding," the veteran teacher reported. "We heard about some amazing programs, had some interesting highlight speakers, and got to test some new materials. Incidentally I drove out and was able to stop and visit some cousins in Wisconsin and even caught a little trout fishing on my way home through Montana.



The Redhead



My name is Jim Sanders. I'm 36years old, 6 foot tall, 190 pounds, brown hair and brown eyes. My wife Janet is 35 years old, 5'5", 115 pounds, 34b-23-34, brown hair and brown eyes. We met when Janet came to work as a design engineer for the same company that I had been working for as a construction foreman. I was then offered a consultant job with a large company on the west coast so we moved from Ohio to Southern California with a substantial increase in pay. The only draw back was that I traveled a lot, but Janet assured me it would be no big problem. So we packed up our two kids, a ten year old girl and five year old boy, and moved to California.

Things had been going along pretty well for the first four years, until our daughter Willa Mae started school it was then that Janet decided to go back to work. I tried to explain to her that most of the money she would make we would pay out in tax's, but she insisted. So rather than fight her about it, I gave in - unless it became a strain on our home life. To which she agreed. She found a job with a large retail supply company's logistics department. She seemed to like it as she was promoted to department manager in eight months.

She took a week off in July so she could attend a school reunion back in Ohio which she has done every five years, and also visit her parents. It was shortly after her return that things started to change; she seemed to become almost withdrawn from me. We had been having sex every chance we got because I was gone so often, sometimes as long as two weeks at a time. We made up for it though when I got back home, but lately she didn't really like to have 'going away sex' or 'coming home sex'

She had started working late and when I was home I found myself baby sitting while she stopped for drinks with her co-workers. When I mentioned I would like to have a night out with her once in awhile, she seemed to find some excuse not to be able to go. As time went on, she kept getting home later and later. The bars close at two am and they always get the customers out by one thirty am, so when she didn't get in until almost three AM it was time we had a talk. 

I was waiting up when she came in. Her hair was mussed up, her skirt was twisted around and her blouse was unbuttoned to the third button. She didn't notice me sitting there in the near darkness of the small TV light until I turned on the kitchen light. Startled, she let out a scream and said, "God damn it Jim, you scared me! What the hell are you doing waiting up for me?"

I looked at her and said, "I thought I would try to find out what the hell is going on with you; staying out until three in the morning, when the bars close at one thirty?"

She said, "Hey, I'm a big girl and you'd better get used to my staying out as late as I want."

I looked at her and said, "Well let me tell you something, big girl. If this staying out until wee hours of the morning and coming home looking like you just got you're clothes back on in the back seat of some guy's car happens again, you just might find your key doesn't fit the lock any longer." 

She said, "Well baby, I've got some news for you, too. I was going to wait until tomorrow to let you in on a little secret." She stopped, and then said, "No, I think I'll let you think and wonder about it until the proper time." With that she staggered down the hall to our bedroom.

I spent a restless night in my home office on a little single bed I have in there for naps. I couldn't help but wonder what was in store for later that day when she got up and around. I was going to let her sleep in until she woke up, but decided it was her turn to baby sit. Besides, the agreement was her working wouldn't interfere with our family life. So when the kids woke up at eight thirty that morning, I told them to go wake their mother so she could spend some time with them.

I was drinking my second cup of coffee when they came back leading their mother. To say if looks could kill, would be a vast understatement, to say the least. The first thing she said was, "I hope you're enjoying yourself." 

I said, "Do you remember our agreement when you wanted to go back to work? You promised it wouldn't affect our home life, and if it did, you would quit working." 

Her head jerked up, her face flushed with anger. She said, "If you think I'm going to quit my job, you're crazy as hell. In fact, there's going to be some changes made around here, and it's not me that's going to change.

Not really wanting to ruin my day with a full blown argument, I picked up my cup, walked over and put it in the sink. I walked out, got in my car and drove over to see my friend Paul, to see if maybe he could shed some light on what's been going on, as he works for the same company as Janet.

When I got to Paul's, he was just about to leave to go to Home Depot for some yard supplies. He asked if I wanted to ride along with him and we could talk. He said he was having a BBQ the next day and was wondering if we were coming over as he had told Janet about it. I told him she had not mentioned coming over, so maybe she didn't want me to come along. Paul looked at me kind of funny then said, "What's going on Jim? 

I said, "I'm not sure. I was hoping maybe you could fill me in if there was anything going on at Janet's work that I should know about.

Paul shifted uneasily in his seat before saying, "Jim, I like both you and Janet, and we've always been friends. I really hate to get in the middle of this."

I looked at Paul and said, "I understand Paul, but if I was to find out there's a problem before it becomes a big problem, it might be better if I found out early enough to stop it, rather than try to fix it." 

Paul took a deep breath and let it out, "Jim, there's a guy that transferred here from someplace back in Ohio; name's Willis. He's married, got a couple of kids. I met them all one day awhile back in Home Depot. Kids both got red hair like their daddy. She's pregnant, looks about six months along. He seemed pretty rude to her, I thought. Anyway Jim, he and Janet seemed to know each other, as they were having lunch in the cafeteria at first but now go out for lunch. I've heard he now goes out for drinks with the others after work. I've also heard a couple of the girls talking, and they said it looked like Janet and Willis were a thing. That's all I know Jim." The rest of the trip we talked about nothing really. When we got back to his house, I thanked him and said to keep in touch. I told him not to worry, that Janet would never hear anything about him talking to me.

On my way home, I was trying to figure out what had been going on. It sounded like Janet was having an affair with this Willis guy or was planning to. By the way she was acting, I'd have to say it was going on already. She had looked very fucked when she came home last night.

I was sitting out on the patio deck drinking a beer when Janet came out. She was dressed in a red mini skirt and white semi-sheer, low cut blouse, red heels and red stockings. Her 34b breasts looked somewhat fuller than normal, like they had been played with, her rather large nipples pushing out her blouse. Looking up, I said, "Why didn't you tell me we were going out tonight, I would have been ready. It will only take me a minute though."

She looked at me with a sort of sneer and said, "Well big boy, this is my surprise. You're not going along. I'm going out to dinner."

I guess I must have had a startled look on my face, as she sort of smiled and said, "I knew you wouldn't mind my going, as we don't have a baby sitter." 

I said, "Janet, don't do this to us."

Smiling she said, "Get used to it big boy. It's going to happen a lot. I've found someone who I want to spend a lot of time with, and I'm going to."

I said in a low monotone voice, "Janet, if you walk out that door to meet some guy tonight, do not come back here ever."

"Fuck you, Jim. Who the hell do you think you are, telling me who to see and who not to?"

I said, "Janet, you know me well enough to know I'll never allow my wife to sleep around. I'm not that kind of guy, and you know that, so you better think about this before you go out." 

"Oh, you won't allow me to sleep around, huh? How do you know I haven't already? Come on big boy, it's the twenty first century. Everybody shares these days. Get out of the dark ages." She turned to leave saying, "You'll get over it once you have time to think about it." As she headed towards the door she said, "By the way, don't wait up. I may not come home tonight but will try to be home at least by noon." 

As she opened the door, I said, "If you go Janet, your lover better have room for you to stay, because it's over between us the minute you leave here tonight." I heard her car start and pull away.

I grabbed another beer and the phone and dialed a locksmith to come change the locks on the house and garage. He wasn't very happy, but when I tipped him an extra fifty, he was a little more understanding and got the job done in about an hour. Now I sat thinking about what the hell had happened, and tried to figure out what it was that was gnawing at me, I went up to check and make sure the kids were covered up. I came back and sat down to figure out all that I needed to do, to make sure she didn't take everything .As I sat there thinking, Janet still had not said a word about the BBQ at Paul's tomorrow, I wondered if she planned on going alone with this Willis guy after spending the night with him. I guess I'll be going to the BBQ alone, but I will be going.

Janet didn't come home that night; maybe out of spite, or maybe she did spend it with him. I didn't really care at this point. I called Sara, a good friend who had two kids about the same age as ours, to see if she would be kind enough to watch them for me. After I gave her a quick version of what was going on, she said she would be happy to, so I left the kids with her and headed over to Paul's.

Paul had said it would start around eleven or so but to come anytime, so I decided to come a little later thinking if Janet and her lover boy saw my car they wouldn't come, so I waited until I knew they would be there if they were going to come at all.

As I walked into the house through the front door it suddenly became quiet as I'm sure Janet and I, and possibly her lover had been the topic of the conversation. I said hello to everyone in the house as I made my way through and out onto the patio deck. I saw them standing there on the far side with arms around each other's waist. I was almost to them before they realized I was even there. I reached out and grabbed his shoulder and spun him around to face me. As soon as I saw his face, I knew what it was that had been gnawing at me. It was his freckled face and red hair just like my two kids.

My fingers dug hard into his shoulders, now looking at his face he was a pale chalk-like color. Janet was screaming, and Paul and a couple of other guy's came over and got a hold of me. I looked down into his face and rasped out, "Get you're dog ass out of here if you like it the way it is, and take this slut with you before I fuck you up beyond repair. And by the way, I will be talking with your wife as soon as I can. I thought maybe you might like to know before you ask her if your slut can stay there until you find your slut a place. Janet was screaming at me like she was insane as they were escorted out of the patio to their car. I apologized to Paul and his guests and left.

I went and picked up the kids and headed home. I had been home a couple of hours when Janet came and tried her key. Like I had warned her, it no longer fit. She started screaming at me to let her in, I told her there was only one way I would allow her in and that was to answer all of my questions and to get her clothes or at least some of them until she could find her a place. She argued awhile, then gave in. So I let her in and told her if she lied or didn't answer any one of my questions, I would throw her out of the house. Her face was beet red but she agreed.

"I've had a couple of long nights and days to think about this and I've found a few things out, okay, so don't try lying to me. 

She sat staring at me, her eyes full of hate now. She said "Can I ask you a question first? 

I looked at her then said, "Okay. I guess so. Before I get started or after? 

"Before, okay?" 

"Ask away."

"Why can't you just accept what I'm doing? Let it run its course, and we'll get back like we were before?"

I said, "Janet, for one thing, things will never be like before. Ever. No matter if I did stay, I told you I wouldn't share you with anyone knowingly. I realize now after seeing him today, you two have been together many times, but I didn't accept it, Janet. I just hadn't known about it."

"Now for my first question, how long have you known him? Her face paled. I said, "Remember, don't lie." 

Janet said, "Quite awhile."

"How long, Janet?"

"I'm not sure."

"Let me help you out here. You've known him since high school, haven't you? Trembling now, she nodded her head yes. "And you have fucked him at every reunion you went to, haven't you?"

"Please Jim." 

"No Janet, answer my question."

Her head down, she admitted, "Yes, it started the first time I went back."

"Why Janet?"

"He was my first lover" 

"Oh, and that was reason enough to cheat on me and fuck some ass hole from back in your high school days. Who's idea was it for you to have his kids or did you decide together for him to father your kids?"

She gasped, "No, no Jim. They're your kids, not his. My god, no,"

"Janet, it took me ten years to figure out why our kids have red hair and freckles, and today I figured it out. That's why you didn't mention the BBQ at Paul's place. You wanted to go and show off your new lover to our friends. Probably tell them I had accepted you having a lover, and me not meeting him and maybe figuring out the kids were his." By now she was sobbing out of control gasping for air.

"So Janet, remember last night when you sprung your surprise on me? Did you like hearing me beg you not to go?"

"Nnnnnooooooo. Please let me stay. We can work this out, Jim. I promise, I'll do anything you want. Let me make it up to you right now, okay?"

"Do you really think all it will take is a night or two of your pussy and I'll be okay with you taking a lover? What the two you have done all these years and everything will be okay? Are you really that fucking stupid Janet, or are you on drugs? What the hell has he talked you into?"

"Please Jim, please don't talk to me like I'm a slut. I'm you're wife!"

"Well Janet, you'd better get used to adding 'ex' on the front of wife." 

"No, no please, Jim. It will pass, I promise." 

"Well Janet, let me guess how far along you are this time. It's been a little over two months since you came back from the reunion. I'll say about two months. Is that pretty close to what you would guess Janet?"

Gasp, choke. "No, no please Jim, I'm not pregnant."

"Well, I'll admit I'm a little slow about things like this Janet, but I'm not stupid. When I saw you in that bikini today I could see you had put on a couple of pounds. Then I figured it out. I heard his wife is about six months along."

Janet's head snapped up, looking at me and said, "What's that got to do with me?"

"Come on Janet, do I have to explain it to you?"

"Yes. I don't understand what you're getting at."

"His kids are just about ten months to a year older than ours. That means his wife is always about five months pregnant at reunion time. So he spends all his time with you, and sure enough you become pregnant. But by the time you can't have sex any longer until after the baby is born, he's able to once again have sex with his wife, as she has had their baby by then. So he has the best of both worlds as two women are willing to have his babies for him. I wonder how he's going to feel paying child support to me for raising his bastard kids?"

Janet jumped up, lunging at me screaming not to call our kids bastards. 

I said, "I'm not calling our kids bastards. They're yours and his, not mine," as I stood up, grabbing and holding her off me by her wrists. 

"You're lying about him. He's not the kind of man you think he is." 

"Well Janet, in the first place, I don't consider him a man in any shape or form. Anybody that would ruin a marriage so he can father her children isn't much of a person at all."

She sat down glaring over at me.

I said, "I think we should end this discussion for tonight. We can talk again in a couple of days if you still want to." 

She said, "Can I stay here while we try to work things out?"

"No Janet. I told you last night, if you walked out that door, there was no coming back. There is no working it out between us; we just have to decide who's to get what. You can have the house as you will be having the kids with you, I'll not be having anything to do with that. That will be between you and Willis." 

Her head went down on her arms sobbing, "My god Jim, how can you just walk away after raising them all their lives as you're own?"

"This is really what you two were counting on isn't it? " Me being the loving father, while you keep getting pregnant at every reunion and coming home and having wild sex with me making me think it was me that got you pregnant. I do want to be a loving father with children of my own someday, but it won't be with you. I don't want a wife who gets bred by some other asshole, and I will not accept raising his and your kids. I'm still young enough to find someone to love who will love me back and have my own family; just like you chose to do behind my back with Willis. Do you really believe he loves you more than I did? I still can't believe you were stupid enough to believe you could pull this off time after time after time without me finding out. Then again, I guess you both figured that love was blind enough to hide what you were doing forever. After all, you made a fool of me for over ten years that I know of. Did either of you ever stop to realize you were taking a chance of not only wrecking our marriage, but his too?"

I said, "Look at all the children you two are going to hurt just so you could fuck around like you were still in high school. I hope you realize what you both did. It will be hard to raise three kids on your own. It won't be anything like when you had me paying the bills while you two fucked around, but maybe Willis will move in with you. Then again, he will have six to take care of, that's a big load for any guy, as I'm sure she will get alimony as well as child support." Maybe he will learn to keep his cock in his pants instead of someone else's wife.

"I have thought about castrating him and I still might. That's really what needs to be done with guys like him, to keep him from breaking up anyone else's marriage, and fathering more kids. I wonder how many other women were his first lovers and how many have had his kids?"

Janet screamed and jumped up, then slumped onto the floor, "No no no, please don't do that." 

I said, "You should go now. It's getting late; you can call me in a couple days and we'll set up another meeting. So you better go now, Janet."

She said, "Please, let me stay Jim." 

"No Janet, I told you the other night when you said you were going out on a date what would happen if you walked out that door, but you laughed at me and told me to grow up and get into the twenty first century. Well Janet, here I am, but you went ahead and did it anyway and then stayed out all night with that prick. I guess making sure he had gotten you pregnant again. I told you if you left that night that you would not be coming back to this house to stay, and I meant just that. Did you really think that after I had thought about it all night that I would accept you fucking some guy? So now please just go." I helped her up and over to the door. 




The Redhead



"Please Jim, I don't have anywhere to stay."

"Go stay at the motel you and Willis use." 

She gasped, "You know?"

"I know a lot of things, Janet. All this time you and Willis have been laughing at me for not figuring out what's going on. I bet he really got a laugh out of you telling me to grow up and accept it. Well Janet, it's my turn to laugh. Have you ever heard the old saying, those who laugh last, laugh loudest? It's all about to come back and bite you both in the ass now. Oh, and be sure to tell 'father of the year' I have a surprise for the two of you, but you'll have to wait until this coming week to get it. You both do like surprises don't you?"

The next day Monday I took a half day off and went to the bank and insurance company and closed out joint card accounts and bank accounts. I left only enough that she wouldn't know anything was up just yet. I didn't go see a lawyer yet as I wanted to put some money away so she and her lover couldn't get at it. So it had to disappear before any divorce papers were started.

Then I called Paul at his work and asked him what Willis' last name was, or if he could find out his phone number for me. He called me back in about fifteen minutes with Willis' number and last name. Five minutes later I had his wife Candy on the line. I told her who I was and that it was imperative that I meet her, that it was very important to both of us. I told her I would have to call her back to set up the day. She said that would be fine with her but it was hard for her to get away from home as she was pregnant and had two children already. I told her I could just drop by her home if that would be easier. She said that would be great.

Wednesday, Janet called and asked if she could come by the house and pick up some more of her things. I told her to come around eight o clock, she said that would be great. I added, "Just make sure you come alone." 

She answered back curtly, "I will, don't worry." At eight o clock sharp, Janet pulled into the driveway and knocked on the door. I felt funny about telling my wife to come in, but hey, it's her fault, not mine.

She came in and joined me at the table. She had on a pale yellow, cotton sun dress that showed a lot of cleavage; I'm sure for my benefit. Her hair was tied back, making her look quite a lot younger than her years. 

I spoke first, "Well, how are things going for you, Janet? The kids miss you, and told me to tell you they love you." I saw a tear in the corner of her eyes. 

"I miss being with them Jim. I could quit my job and come take care of them."

"No Janet, I'm doing okay. You didn't care to take care of them before, so why worry now."

"That wasn't fair Jim, I did take care of them." 

"Oh yeah, that's right, until I got back home. Then I became the baby sitter so my wife could have an affair with her long lost love; and as a reward for me doing such a great job, I would soon have another one to take care of." I could feel my anger rising and I knew this would boil over if I kept at her, so I decided to calm down as I didn't want to ruin my plan. "So Janet, do you think you can stop by, say on Friday after work, so we can discuss where we're going with this?"

She said, "I guess that will be okay." 

I said, "This won't be messing up any plans you have for a hot date will it?" 

I saw the anger on her face but she managed to hold it in, "No Jim, I don't have a hot date, but I would like to see the kids. After all, they are mine too." 

"Not mine too, Janet, just yours."

She got up and shot me a glare as she went to get the things she had asked about getting, giving us both time to cool off. She came back carrying two bags full of her clothes that she needed for work. She thanked me for letting her come and get them. I told her it wouldn't be long until she would be back in the house as I didn't want it, and she would need it. She gave me a quick look, and then looked away. I wondered how long she would be able to make the payments on it.

I called Candy Friday, and asked her if I could come by around 4 o clock that afternoon and she said that would be fine. I left work early so I could pick up the kids from Sara, as she had been looking after them until I came home from work. I stopped by the house so they could change out of their school clothes and grab a snack. As we were driving, they wanted to know where we were going. I told them to see someone I needed to talk to and they could play with the kids there, as they were about the same ages.

I pulled up in front of the house. It looked a little run down. I guess it takes money to father kids and play around with several women. As we were getting out of the car Candy came out onto the porch smiling and saying, "Come in, the kids are out back playing." 

I let the kids follow me into the house and out the back door into the back yard. Before going outside, I introduced myself to Candy and her to the kids. 

I saw her looking at them, then saying, "It's uncanny how much your children resemble ours."

I looked at Candy feeling sorry for her thinking maybe I shouldn't have done this, but why should this Willis asshole's marriage survive while mine is ruined? "Well Candy, the reason for this is because they have the same father!" 

Her head jerked back, her hand covering her mouth as she screamed, "Oh my god, no, no! What are you saying? You don't know what your talking about. It can't be!"

"I'm sorry to have done this to you Candy, I know you don't deserve this, but neither do I. My wife and your husband have been cheating on us for I think around twelve years."

No, No. That's when we were married. He promised to love only me!" She broke down sobbing. 

"I know Candy, my wife said the same thing, but she lied also. They were lovers in high school and have never really stopped."

She slumped back onto the sofa rubbing her swollen stomach. "Are you okay Candy?"

"Yes. I think so it just sort of overwhelmed me for a minute there." 

"Can I get you some water maybe?" 

She said, "No, I'm fine." She sat there thinking, and then said, "What are your plans now, Jim? Are you going to try to save your marriage?" 

"No Candy, not after being deceived and laughed at by both of them for being too stupid to not be able to figure out something was going on for all of my marriage. It's beyond repair. I'm going to be suing your husband and my wife for child support for the past ten years."

Her eyes got wide and her hand went to her mouth, "My god, we won't be able to live on what he makes, and me having another baby." With that she broke down and started crying. 

I said, "Candy, he makes more money than you think. He's spending it on women instead of his family like he should be." 

She sat shaking her head, "My god, who is this man that I thought was my loving husband? Do I even know him?"

"I'll help you with a lawyer if you want a divorce from him."

She was sobbing now. "How can I ever make it alone?"

I said, "Candy, I'll help you any way I can, and there are programs out there that with three kids you'll be better off alone than with him." 

She said she would have to think about that and would let me know. 

Then I took a deep breath and let it out, "There's one more thing Candy." She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "I don't ever mean to hurt you, but I think it's time your husband got to know all of his kids, unless of course my wife and he have met with the kids when I've been out of town. So I'll be leaving them here with you as I've taken a transfer to Atlanta Georgia. The company offered me a big promotion and more money, so I told them I would move. There's no way I am going to raise someone else's kids, I've already told Janet that.

When I mentioned Janet's name, her head shot up. "Did you say your wife's name is Janet?"

"Yes why?"

"Is she about 5-5, 110 pounds or so, with brown hair? Is she from Ohio?"

I said, "Yes, why?"

"She was in my wedding party as a special bridesmaid. I didn't know who she was and when I asked Willis, he said they had been friends since childhood. Here they both were, and they were already cheating, and he had her as one of my bridesmaids. That SOB, I got pregnant almost right away.

I said, "And the next year was the first reunion after you were married, and Janet got pregnant at that reunion. They truly deserve each other."

I left Candy shortly after that, telling the kids they were going to be staying there at least for awhile. They said that was okay as they were having fun playing, so I said goodbye to Candy and left. I was feeling guilty as hell as I drove away leaving the kids there with Candy, but damn it they weren't mine. This is the price you have to pay when you get caught doing this kind of thing. I'm not the one who brought all this on. It had now bit them in the ass.

I was back home when Janet drove up for the meeting. She knocked and came in. I was again sitting at the table drinking a beer and asked Janet if she wanted one. She said she would rather have wine, so I poured her one and sat back down. 

The first thing Janet said was, "Where are the kids? You said you would have them so I could see them."

I said, "I'll explain later okay? Right now I have a couple of things I want to tell you. They will be serving you with divorce papers tomorrow, and also an alienation of affection suit against your lover." 

She gasped, "Oh god Jim, do you have to?"

"Yes Janet, I do and there's more. I'm also suing you both for back child support."

She said, "My god Jim, do you hate us that much to ruin our lives?"

"You two didn't give a damn if you ruined my life. Now I'm going to get some of it back. You two should have thought about what could happen before you crawled into bed together to make babies. Can I ask you a question Janet?" 

She looked up at me and said, "Yes, I guess so."

I said, "Will you answer me truthfully?" 

"Yes if I can." 

"Did you sleep with Willis the night before or the night after his wedding? Or could you both wait until the reunion the next year?" Her face turned so chalk gray looking, I thought she was going to pass out. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. I could see her mind racing for the right answer. "I hope by now Janet, you know I know a lot more than you thought I ever did. So did you sleep with him before you came back home to me after his wedding?"

She nodded 'yes', her head hanging down. 

"All I can say Janet, is with friends like you two, who the hell would need an enemy? You're a bridesmaid in a wedding and you're fucking the groom before and after the wedding. Now I find out, practically during the wedding. I certainly had no idea you were such a slut. I saw her wince at the word 'slut', but didn't say anything. I said, "There's only a couple more things, then you can go.

"I'll move out tomorrow so you can move back in. I'll be moving to Atlanta Georgia. I was offered a sizable raise and be the V.P. of southern operations. I accepted the job to start as soon as I can get moved.

She said, "But when and how will I get to see the kids?"

I said, "I'm coming to that. I'll help you with the house payments, but if I find out Willis is living here, I'll stop the help. I will not pay for a place for that prick to live. Now for the kids; it will be up to who ever has them if you get to see them."

"What do you mean? Where are they?" 

I said, "I took them over and left them with Candy, you do remember Candy, don't you? She's still married to Willis. She's deciding whether or not to divorce him. She's not sure she can make it on her own financially, but I told her I would help her out anyway I can. She's a great lady." By now Janet was sobbing and gasping. Her shoulders were rocking, she was crying so hard. I think the hurt she helped cause had finally sunk in and she was feeling the same pain that Candy and I had both felt.

Six months later, we were divorced. I had moved to Atlanta which I was learning to like by now. I helped Candy with my lawyer to get her divorce. Willis started drinking and lost his job and moved away to somewhere. Janet has the kids. She gave birth to another girl and is doing okay. I've stopped and saw her a couple of times. I hated what she had done to me but I couldn't hate her, even after what she had done. I got my revenge, at least as much as I wanted. I didn't want to destroy her, only to make them pay enough to realize when you cheat; you have to pay the price. 

The last time I stopped to see her she said she was waiting for the only good man she knew to come back. As she said this, a little brown haired girl came out of her room and said 'hi' to me. I couldn't help staring at her. I told Janet she should move ahead and forget the past. Then I told her I had been dating someone and it was pretty serious. I wasn't really in a relationship, but I thought that might get her started, but she said she would wait if it took forever. I've thought about it at times and wondered if I should try it again with her. But when I think about having to trust her again, I start to think rationally. I doubt I could ever really trust her again, and if the kids just didn't have that damned red hair, I could maybe look at them and not see that asshole Willis.

On my flight back to Atlanta, I couldn't get the little brown haired girl out of my mind. Would Janet tell me if she was mine? She had sworn the baby was mine when all of this started happening, but I couldn't or wouldn't believe her. What if it was my daughter? Shouldn't I be raising her? If I didn't come forward, and just leave her raising to Janet then I wouldn't be a damn bit better man than Willis. That little girl needs a father as well as a mother. Could I accept the other kids once again as I had all those years? Am I really the hard hearted, non-caring person I became when I found out about the affair? They're not my kids, but now that I know it, is it really any different raising them than the people who adopt kids? It's never the kids' fault, only people doing stupid things; and the kids pay.

The first thing I did upon arriving back home was to call Janet. When she said, "hello" I almost hung up. Then I said, "Janet, its me."

She said, "Is everything okay?"

I said, "Are you really serious about waiting for that guy you mentioned?"

She screamed, "Oh my god yes, yes I am so serious!"

I said, "I was going to ask you if you would take your little girl and get a DNA test done to see if I might be the father. But after thinking about it, I don't really care." 

I heard Janet crying and sobbing, "Oh my god Jim, you don't have to do that. I know who the father is. I've already done a DNA test. She's yours, Jim. She's ours, yours and mine."

I said, "Why didn't you tell me Janet?"

She said, "I wanted you to come back for all of us, not just because she was your daughter. And I thought you might try to take her away from me."

"Oh god Janet, what have I done? Do you really think I could do such a thing?"

"No Jim, but I didn't dare take the chance." 

That was fifteen years ago. We just celebrated our twenty seventh anniversary. The kids are all doing fine, and we all love living in Atlanta Georgia. Janet gave up working and devoted all of her time to raising the kids, and I'll be the first one to say she's done a great job. It's not to say we didn't have some bumps along the way but we sat down and talked things over. She realized what she had and what she almost lost and has never even mentioned going out alone for drinks with friends; if I don't go, she won't go.

I know there are a lot of you guys out there that think I'm a wimp, but I don't really care what you think of me. I know who and what kind of man I am and so does my family. That's who really matter to me. I found out it's far better to do the right things in life than to wear an ego on your shoulder and pain in your heart. It's better to show love and compassion to others who at some time have lost their way. Everyone deserves a second chance in life. I do have an ego, but I don't let it rule my life. Thank you for reading my story. This story may not have turned out the way some think it should have, but life doesn't always turn out the way we want it to, whether we like it or not. That's life. Please keep reading my stories as they all have endings, and most are different.



The Redhead



Dani and I had hit it off. We spent almost every free night together after out scary movie marathon. We found pleasure in each other's company in an otherwise desolate apartment building. Nearly all my friends had been out of town and would be for some time. Dani was in a similar situation and we had been fortunate to meet one another.

We spent most afternoons alone or working but at night we would meet at either my place or hers and put in a movie, pretend to be interested in it and end up fucking. In the morning, we would wake up and go at it once more before splitting up for the day. 

It was Thursday afternoon and I was at work, waiting tables at a local restaurant. It was a slow afternoon and I sent Dani a text to see if she was free that night. She replied that she wasn't. She had a friend coming up for the weekend and needed to get her place cleaned and ready for the visit. Disappointed, I relented and gave up on the night. I went home and showered, watched some TV before heading to bed. 

I couldn't quite fall asleep. Lately, I had been with Dani every night and was either getting sucked, fucked, or had my face buried in her pussy by now. But there I was, alone, with a hard on thinking about the first night Dani and I had sex. I replayed the night in my mind, rubbing her back, feeling her wet pussy soaking her crotch through her jeans. My hand reached under the covers and almost subconsciously, I began stroking my shaft. The pictures that ran through my head were as clear as the night they happened. We had stopped in the hall and I had gotten my first view of her dripping pussy. She had tasted sweet and it had turned me on to no end when she squirted as she came on my face. I was stroking faster thinking about us getting to the bedroom. The feeling of fucking her pussy from behind before she screamed to have her ass fucked. Just as I came in my replay, I felt my dick spurting as I finished myself off. It didn't feel nearly as good as cumming deep in Dani's ass, but it allowed me to get to sleep.

**********

Friday morning, I woke up and showered as usual, getting ready for the day. I had decided that Dani may have had a good idea in cleaning and I had decided to do the same. I spent the better portion of the day deep cleaning my apartment, doing laundry, dishes and anything else that needed to be done. I hadn't heard anything from Dani by the time I left for work in the afternoon. It was a busier shift and I made some pretty good money but was ready to go as soon as the crowd died down. I got home and showered again, feeling sweaty and gross from my shift. 

It wasn't until after I got out of the shower that I checked my phone and saw that I had finally gotten a text from Dani a few hours earlier. Her friend had finally arrived and they were going out for a few drinks and I should meet up with them. I replied thinking better late than never and asked where they were.

"We didn't make it out. Come over."

I got dressed and arrived at Dani's door. I could hear the girls inside laughing and giggling. I knocked and entered.

"Holy shit, what took you so long? We were going to wait for you before we went out so you could come with but I never heard from you and before we knew it, we were already drunk and still here."

"Sorry about that. I got hung up at work and just got home and showered." 

"Well get something to drink, you have a lot of catching up to do. Oh, this is Nikki."

Nikki was shorter than Dani standing about 5'3". Their bodies were almost identical builds. She was very slender and couldn't have had bigger than B-cups and had the same tight, little ass that Dani had. They even dressed similarly. They were both wearing tight shirts and skin tight jeans that left a strip of skin showing between their shirts and jeans, just below their belly buttons. I could see why they were friends.

Nikki had red hair with blond highlights. Her green eyes were framed underneath with freckles. Her ears had a number of piercings with a tattoo behind one. When she spoke, I saw the glimmer of a tongue piercing hiding behind her glossed lips.

"So how do you two know each other?"

"Nikki and I went to high school together and we swam relay together on the swim team."

"I always heard that the girls' swim team at my high school had naked time together in the shower after practice."

"Yeah, we had that a couple of times."

I got a little excited thinking about these two in a shower filled with other naked girls. 

"So what's the plan for tonight?"

"You're looking at it. We can go out tomorrow. I kind of just want to hang out here, have some drinks, maybe we could play some games and who knows. Maybe we can sneak off later."

"Yeah right!" Nikki chimed in. "I heard the stories, you aren't sneaking away anywhere."

Dani looked away before admitting it. "Ok, so maybe I told Nikki about you." 

"Yeah, so if you two want to get down, you're not going to sneak off to do it!"

"What, you want to watch us fuck?"

"Watch? I want some. Dani shouldn't get to have all the fun! I'm the guest here."

"We'll see how it goes I guess. Dani, truth or dare?"

She paused for a moment, weighing her options. "Truth."

"Have you and Nikki ever messed around?"

They looked at each other with big smiles before answering. "Yeah a few times. We aren't lesbians or anything but yeah."

After questioning what they meant, Nikki felt brave enough to share the story. "Well, after swim practice, we all showered together. We didn't touch each other or anything like that. We just showered. But there were a lot of really hot girls in the shower and they looked really good naked. One of the girls came out that she was a lesbian. It was a little awkward but it wasn't like we were all grossed out. Dani and I were talking about it and we were both curious about what it would be like to have sex with another girl. There are a lot of really hot girls on the team and we would pick which ones we would have sex with if we were to try it. Finally, it got to a point where we were getting really curious and felt like we were close enough to just try it and see what it's like. So we did."

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah, it felt pretty good but we're still not lesbians." Dani said defensively.

"Would you do it again?"

"You can't ask that. It's not your turn anymore. So truth or dare?"

I was feeling bold after their admission. "I'll take the dare." I said with confidence.

"Show me your cock." Nikki said almost immediately.

I laughed and was nervous now. Somehow her ready question had striped me of me confidence. But a dare was a dare so I unbuckled my belt and slid my pants down. I reached in my boxers and pulled my dick out. I was semi hard from the story of Nikki and Dani having sex. 

Nikki looked at my dick, then up to me and back to my dick. "Dani, I think he got a little hard thinking about us eating each other out!"

I was almost embarrassed and started to put myself away when Dani stopped me.

"Oh no, you don't get to put it away. You have to keep it out."

"Dani, it's your turn. Truth or dare?"

She gave Nikki a knowing smile as she took the dare.

"I dare you to suck his cock."

She got up and walked over to me without hesitation and knelt down in front of me. She took my dick in her hands and stroked me a few times before taking the head of my cock in her mouth. Her mouth was wet and warm and having her tongue on my cock felt good. She dropped down and started working my shaft. Nikki was loving every second of it. Dani had me getting close to the edge when she stopped.

"What!? He didn't even get to cum!" Nikki shouted in protest. I shared her feelings.

"You said suck his cock, you never said to suck him off. It's your turn now Nikki."

"In that case, I'll take a dare and I won't quit."

We didn't even have to tell her what her dare was. She came over next to Dani and quickly taking me in her mouth. The stud on her tongue felt amazing as it massaged up and down the shaft of my cock.

Dani stood and took her shirt off before stopping Nikki. She lifted Nikki's shirt up over her head before letting her get back to work on my cock. Dani unhooked Nikki's bra as she bobbed up and down my cock. Her tits were small but perky and her nipples were pink and hard. Her tanned chest had no lines. She went naked. I wanted more of this girl.

Nikki was bent over on her knees in front of me as she sucked my cock while I held her hair and leaned back on the couch. Dani moved behind Nikki and knelt down behind her tight ass. Dani grabbed the low riding pants which already left the top of Nikki's ass exposed. She pulled them down and fully exposed Nikki's ass. She took her panties right along with her pants and I could only imagine Nikki's tight pussy was peeking out between her legs as she was bent over my cock. Dani spread Nikki's ass and buried her face between her cheeks and began eating out Nikki's pussy and asshole. 

I felt the vibrations of Nikki moaning in pleasure on my cock. I was fucking her mouth while Dani licked her pussy from behind. I didn't want to cum in her mouth and end everything before it started. So I pulled her off my cock and join them on the floor. We stripped off what was left of our clothes and brought our naked bodies together on the floor. Nikki climbed on me and kissed me. Our tongues rubbed on one another, the taste of my pre-cum, still on her lips. She moved up my body and sat up over my face. She lowered her pussy down on my mouth. I met her lips with mine and began licking her pussy.

She had a short and neatly trimmed patch of red hair at the top of her sweet pussy. Both of her hands grabbed the hair on the top of my head as she straddled my face. I pressed my tongue into her, entering her pussy and she bucked her hips into me, forcing my tongue deeper into her. As she fucked my face, Dani moved behind Nikki and guided my cock into her wet pussy. She lowered herself down on my cock until I filled her. She reached forward wrapping her arms around Nikki as she started to ride my cock.

Dani's hands rubbed and squeezed Nikki's tits while Nikki gripped my hair. I licked her clit harder and faster. Nikki was moaning and her hips pressed down into me. Dani was rolling Nikki's nipples between her finger and I worked her clit until she started to cum. Her hips froze, pressed into my mouth. Her eyes rolled back and her jaw dropped.

"Ohhhh! Oh fuck! Oh fuck I'm cumming!"

When her legs stopped quivering, Nikki climbed off my face and rested on the couch while Dani shifted her focus to riding my cock. She angled herself to rub her clit on me with every thrust of her hips. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and I gripped her ass as I stated to cum. She rocked her hips harder and I spread her ass cheeks as I shot my load deep into her pussy. The feeling of my cum filling her sent her over the edge. She lifted off my cock and furiously rubbed her clit. As the head of my cock slid out of her, she began squirting my cum and her pussy juice back down all over my cock. 

Nikki moved off the couch and Dani join her at my cock. The two of the went to work licking my cock and balls, cleaning the mix of cum and pussy juice off me. They licked up loads of cum and turned, kissing each other, spitting the juice into each other's mouths. I was almost hard again at the sight of this. 

As they kissed, Dani pulled Nikki over to the couch. Dani sat back and spread her legs, taking Nikki's head and forcing it down between her legs. 

"I liked watching you clean that cock. Now you can clean my pussy. Fucking lick my pussy clean."

She held Nikki's head to her pussy and Nikki opened her mouth and began licking my cum from Dani's dripping pussy. I moved in behind Nikki getting the view Dani had gotten earlier when she had sucked my cock. Her tight ass stuck out and her pussy was swollen, presenting itself. I couldn't help myself either. I grabbed her ass and pressed my face into her. I extended my tongue out and flicked her pussy. She let out a muffled squeal from between Dani's legs as I moved my tongue back up her pussy before I licked her tight asshole. I toyed her pussy and ass while she ate Dani's pussy. 

Nikki broke the grip Dani had on her head long enough to scream out before being pressed back into Dani's pussy. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!"

I flicked her clit and dragged my tongue back down her pussy before lifting myself up and pressed my cock into her. I pressed myself into her wanting pussy and heard her let out a deep muffled moan as I pressed every inch into her. I started fucking her faster and faster. The walls of her pussy stretched slightly as she took my cock. Her legs shook as I started slamming into her harder, watching her lick Dani's pussy. Her moans were loud and vibrated Dani's clit. Nikki was cumming on my cock as we worked her from both ends. Dani's pulled harder into Nikki's mouth feeling Nikki scream on her clit, and watching me fuck her friend from behind.

"Oh yeah! Fuck her pussy! You like her tight pussy on your cock? Oh fuck, you're gonna make me cum! Oh god yes work my pussy!"

I took over for Dani, grabbing Nikki by the hair. I pulled her head back as Dani started to cum. I held Nikki's face to Dani's pussy as cum squirted out. I was at the edge and pulled my cock out of Nikki. She turned around towards me opening her mouth, ready for me to cum too. Her face was soaked with Dani's pussy and I unloaded on her. My cum splashed across her mouth and face. She took my cock in her mouth and made sure I was empty after unloading all over her face. 

I was empty and she laid back off my cock. Nikki wiped her face, licking her fingers as she cleaned herself off. 

"God that was amazing" Nikki said with satisfaction in her voice. 

I couldn't even put into words how amazing it was. All I could do was smile.



The Redhead & The Plumber



It started out like any other day. I woke up, smiling at the sun streaming through the blinds in the bedroom. I stretched and yawned, trying to figure out what to do with my day. I stretched forward, touching my toes. As I slowly sat back up, my hands trailed up my legs. Dang, I have to shave my legs today. Well, better get up and do it or I'll end up staying in bed all day.

I got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, and got my supplies ready to shave my legs. Fifteen minutes later, my legs were soft and smooth. I thought for a moment, and figured what the heck...I decided to shave my pussy as well. Ten minutes later, I was smooth all over below my belly button. He'll like that.

I walked back into the bedroom, trying to decide what to wear for the day. As I passed the full-length mirror, I stopped to check myself out. Medium length red hair, natural of course. Medium height, about five foot six or seven. Nice looking body, not too skinny and not too heavy. Large breasts, long legs, cute face. I look like I'm only 19 or 20, when I'm actually 30 years old. I settled on a short pair of denim shorts and a tight tank top with a tiger on the front. Underneath, I had on a white thong. I wasn't wearing a bra, since I wasn't going anywhere.

I heard a knock on the front door, so I went into the living room to answer it. There was a plumber at the door. I had a leak under the sink, and needed someone to fix it for me. I could get under the sink, but didn't have enough strength to turn the pipe. I stood there for a moment, staring at him. He was a few inches taller than I was, with a muscular build, blonde hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. He had a tool belt around his waist and a toolbox in his hand. He was wearing tight blue jeans and a white T-shirt. Over the T-shirt he wore a blue short sleeve work shirt with a nametag sewn in. According to the tag, his name was Troy. I snapped out of my reverie when I realized I was staring at him, and he was still standing on the front steps.

"I'm sorry, please come in," I said, stepping out of the doorway to allow him to enter. As he passed by me, I inhaled deeply, smelling the Musk he was wearing. Oh, man, this is going to be a rough day. I can't leave the house, because of the plumber being here. But I can't be here with him either. Who knows what may happen. I shook my head, attempting to clear away the thoughts in my head.

"Where is your kitchen?" Troy asked, looking around the living room.

"Follow me, I'll take you there," I said, walking away. I turned to make sure he was following me. I noticed his eyes travel down my back, resting for a moment on my round ass before traveling back up to meet my eyes.

There was a smirk on his face as he said, "I'd follow you anywhere. So, what's your name, or do I call you sexy?"

"My name is Tonya," I said, blushing. I turned back around and heading for the kitchen. Oh, boy, I really am going to be in trouble today. I better watch myself around him.

I entered the kitchen, stepping to the side so he could join me. I pointed unnecessarily to the sink, since it was in plain sight. He moved toward it, and opened the cupboard door. There was a little water on the bottom of the cupboard, proving I had a leak.

"Well, I'll let you get to work then," I said, backing away. "I don't want to be in your way, so I'm going into the living room to watch TV. If you need anything please let me know."

Troy's eyes roamed from my feet to my chest, noting how tight my top was. "Oh, I'll let you know all right," he said, looking into my eyes. I blushed again, and left the room.

Soon, I heard him calling my name. I went out to the kitchen, to find him under the sink, his shirts tossed over one of the chairs. My breath caught in my throat as he climbed out from the sink, his rippling muscles bare to the world.

"I'm almost done," he said, wiping his hands on a rag. "I need to wash my hands, but I put glue on the pipes here. It needs to set for a couple hours, then I have to check to make sure the leak is gone. Could I wash my hands in your bathroom?"

"Sure, it's off the bedroom. Right this way," I said, heading for the bedroom. It's a good thing I cleaned up in here, I thought. I had lingerie all over the place. The only things I forgot to put away were my nylons. There were four pair hanging from the shower curtain rod. Oh, well. Maybe he wouldn't see them.

I pointed to the closed door. "The bathroom is right through there." I sat on my four poster bed, waiting for him to finish.

"Thanks," he said, leaving me to my thoughts for a moment.

Troy came walking back into the bedroom, a wicked grin on his face. His hands were behind his back. He came toward me, bringing his hands to the front. In them, he had the nylons.

"Lie back on the bed, and spread your arms and legs," he commanded.

I just sat there and looked at him like he was crazy. Apparently, I didn't move quickly enough for him, because he stood next to the bed and grabbed my arm. He pushed me back, and roughly tied my arms and legs to the posts of my bed. I tried moving, but I was tied to tightly to free myself. I was getting scared. What was he going to do to me? I was about to scream, when the look he gave me stopped me.

"I was going to leave you ungagged, but if you choose to scream, I'll have to gag you," he said, holding a silk scarf in his hands. Troy looked serious, so I didn't say anything.

"Good choice," he said, backing away a little. "Now, we'll go through a few ground rules. The first is no speaking until you are spoken to. When I ask you a question, you are to answer by calling me Sir. You are not allowed to move unless I say so. And finally, you are not allowed to orgasm until I tell you to. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Sir," I answered meekly.

"Very good. But you have too many clothes on for my liking. Hold still." I obeyed while he went back towards the living room. I had no idea what he had in mind. When I saw him walk back into the bedroom, I knew. He was carrying a pair of scissors. I'm in so much trouble now. What was he going to do with them?

He stood at the foot of the bed, watching my growing discomfort, offering no reassurance. He started at the edge of my denim shorts and cut up each leg, then he cut just below the zipper. He cut up my tank top, then cut each flimsy strap. He pulled away my tattered clothing, and stared at my almost naked body. He cut the thin side straps of my panties, then pulled them off my body.

"Mm, what a luscious body you have," Troy said, licking his lips. "And you are all mine, until I decide to let you go. Now, where should I start? Your bald pussy or your big tits? Let's see what happens when I do this," he said, pinching my nipples. I gasped at the pleasure.

"Oh, you like that, huh? What will you do if I pinch them harder?"

"Please don't," I begged. "I'll do anything, just don't hurt me please."

"Ah, ah, ah. You forgot one of the rules. If you are spoken to you may speak, but you must address me as Sir. For that, I'm going to pinch them harder." And he did! It hurt for a moment, then all I felt was pleasure. I moaned my approval.

"You have such firm tits," he said, taking one in each hand. Using his thumbs, he played with my nipples, making them harder than they were. I was squirming on the bed, wanting him to touch me all over, to quench the fire he was starting inside me.

"Bet you want me to touch you here," Troy said, flicking his fingers over my pussy. I wiggled my ass to show I wanted him to do that. He chuckled a little. "Don't be so impatient. I haven't done all I want to you yet. Remember that you aren't allowed to cum until I tell you to. I can tell you are enjoying yourself though. I can feel you getting wetter by the minute," he said, sticking his finger in my pussy as deep as it would go.

I moaned and raised my hips, trying to get him farther into me. He chuckled again and removed his finger. I groaned.

"Ah, ah, ah. Told you not to get impatient, Tonya." With that, he pinched my nipples again, as hard as before. My groan turned into a moan. "Let's see how well you can suck cock," he said, unbuttoning his jeans. He kicked off his shoes, pulled down his pants, and kicked those off as well. He straightened up, put his hands on his hips, and stood there watching me watch him. My eyes trailed from his rugged face to his muscular chest to his . . . OH MY! He wasn't wearing any underwear, and his cock was standing at attention. He smiled at my expression, and walked over to the bed. He climbed up and straddled my chest with one knee on either side, his cock in my face. He was leaning over my head, his hands on the wall for support.

I opened my mouth, letting the tip inside. I swirled my tongue around the tip, licking the head all over. I moved my head forward, capturing more of his wonderful cock. I took it as far down my throat as I could, then moved my head back to release it. I licked up and down like a candy cane, trying to taste every inch of that hardness. I could hear Troy's breath catch as I sucked his cock deep into my throat again. Before I wanted him to, he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

"You can definitely suck my cock good. But I don't want to cum in your mouth. I want to cum deep in your hot wet pussy." He slid his way down my body, electrifying me with his touch. He got past my wet pussy and stopped. Again, he stuck a finger inside me, pulled it out, and sucked on it. "Mm, baby, your pussy juice tastes so good. Before I fuck you, I'm going to suck you."

He stood at the end of the bed, and leaned over until his face met with my pussy. He inhaled deeply, and sighed. Reaching out with his tongue, he licked my outer lips. I moaned, and wiggled my ass to show Troy that I liked what he was doing to me. With his thumbs, he held open my lips and exposed my clit. He attacked my clit with his mouth like he had never seen one before. I moaned louder.

"Omygodomygodomygod," I chanted. He stopped what he was doing, and lifted his head.

"Remember," he started, "you are not allowed to cum until I tell you to." Oh, shit. Much more of what he was doing to me and I'd be squirting buckets. He went back to what he was doing. I was feeling really good. I could feel the fire growing inside me, wanting to be set free.

"Oh, baby, I was going to make you wait," Troy started, climbing back on the bed, "but you've got me so hot and horny I have to do you right now." He rammed his hard cock into my hot wet pussy as hard as he could. I gasped at the feeling. He pulled almost all the way out before ramming in again. I was so close, but he didn't tell me to cum yet. I moaned louder. He kept ramming me again and again.

"Oh, please, let me cum," I begged. "I'm so close right now. I need to cum."

"You've been so good today, I think it's time for you to cum," Troy said. With that, he plunged his hardness deep inside me one last time. He roared and came hard, filling my waiting pussy with his seed. "Oh, god yes," I cried, cumming all over his cock. He held himself inside me, feeling my clenching pussy on his cock.

A minute or so later, he got off the bed, and stood next to it. He untied my legs, and rubbed my ankles, then did the same to my hands and wrists. He sat on the edge of the bed and held me.

"So, baby, was it like you imagined it would be?" he asked, holding me tight.

"Sweetheart, I was so turned on when you tied me up and cut my clothes away, I was afraid I'd cum right then. Thank you for making one of my fantasies come to life. This is one of the many reasons I love you."

"I love you too, baby girl," Troy said. "Now, how about some dinner. Ravishing you like that made me hungry." They giggled and chased each other out of the bedroom towards the kitchen.