10 comments/ 75534 views/ 23 favorites Allison's Day By: davion2308 *This is my first attempt to write an erotic story. I've had ideas floating around my head like bingo balls and I'm finally committing to paper. Please give me praise, comments, criticisms, and suggestions. Thanks for reading! * "It's going to be 95 out today. Do you want to go to the beach with me?" Mike shrugged. He and Allison didn't have much else going on the whole week. Or the whole month, for that matter. School didn't start until September. "Sure." "You always do everything I want," Allison said, "I could suggest a play or a day at the library and you would say okay." Mike smiled. "A play sounds okay. When do you want to go?" Allison punched him in the arm. 20 minutes later, towels, suits, and sunscreen packed, they left. Mike followed Allison out the door and admired her body from behind. She was beautiful. She had long slender legs that seemed to climb 10 feet high. Her tight ass wouldn't be considered flat, and it had a wonderful curving grace that moved with her swaying hips. Her perky breasts would fight gravity for another 40 years, but she complained about them, saying they weren't big enough and she didn't have cleavage. Mike thought they fit her lithe frame perfectly. He pulled lightly on her messy ponytail as he unlocked the car door for her. She climbed in and he jumped into the driver's seat. "Take your panties off," Mike said. Allison looked at him. "What? We're in your driveway. What if a neighbor saw?" Mike shrugged. "You always say I do everything you want. Do something I want." She smiled at him. "Maybe, but not here." They rode quietly for a bit. 10 minutes later, they merged onto the freeway. It was 11:20 A.M., Tuesday, and traffic was light. Mike leaned towards Allison, who was absently staring out the window. "Okay, we're out of the neighborhood." She turned towards him, a look of confusion on her face. Then she remembered and laughed. "You don't give up, huh? Okay, here goes." She reached her arms under the hem of her dress and slid her blue thong off. She tossed it into the backseat for good measure. She pulled the top of her dress an inch off her thighs and laughed. Mike looked at her with eyebrows raised. "The breeze feels good, you know?" she said. "Why not pull that dress up to your waist?" Mike asked. "Because there's a truck up ahead and he'd see me." "What if I want him to see you?" Mike countered. The question hung in the air for several beats. Allison looked at Mike. "Why? Would that turn you on?" She asked. "Maybe. I don't know. I've thought about it before but I never asked. I don't want to freak you out by saying I want strangers to see you naked. It's not too weird, right? It's not like I want to beat you or electrocute you or anything." Allison glanced up as they passed the truck. She turned her back to window and faced Mike. "No, not weird. Maybe a little out of the ordinary, but not weird. I've never done anything like that, like flashing. I'm not slutty or anything. I kept at least some of my clothes during Spring Break." "I think this is different compared to Spring Break or a club. It's just us and a lonely trucker. You're making a guy feel better about his job. Would you give it a try for me? Please?" Allison was quiet for a mile. Mike didn't press or repeat himself. Finally, she turned toward him. "Okay, I have an open mind, but what do you want me to do, lean out the window naked?" Mike suppressed a laugh, "That is a good idea. Let's do it your way." Allison's mouth dropped open. "I'm kidding," Mike said, smiling, "Let's go with something easier. Pull your dress up to your hips. I want you to let this next truck see that you're shaved completely bare." Allison looked down the freeway. A half-mile in front of them was an orange semi. She stared down at her feet and sighed. Her fingers plucked nervously at the hem of her dress and she glanced at Mike. Mike nodded encouragement and Allison began the ease the dress up her thighs, revealing tanned, lean legs. One quick bounce of her hips got the sundress out from underneath her. She tugged it up over her belly button. Allison was completely naked from the waist down. Mike tried to watch the road. "You okay?" he asked, noticing her clenched hands. "I'm fine," Allison said, "I'm just about to show a total stranger a part of my body that has been seen by maybe three people in the past several years, including my doctor. Other than that, I'm peachy." Mike moved into the right lane behind the truck and matched its speed. "Okay, this is gonna be fun. I want you to spread your legs a little. Your feet and your knees. I'm going to pull up next to the cab and stay there for a count to ten. Then, I'll leave this guy behind. There's no one else within a mile of us and it will be just you and me. Don't even worry about the guy up there... Here we go." Mike pulled back into the left lane and goosed the accelerator. They moved slowly towards the cab. Mike glanced at Allison, who sat ramrod straight and stared at the horizon. As they drew next to the driver, Allison glanced up. The driver looked down at her, double-taked, and stared. Her heart thundered in her chest and her mouth went dry. Her whole body shook slightly under the eyes of the truck driver. Here she was, showing her shaved pussy to some random guy. She was plainly in view and he was looking right at her bottomless body. She was scared and turned on and... And he was gone. The car smoothly sped up past the truck. Mike looked in the rearview mirror and saw the driver waving. Allison was rewarded with a resounding blast from the air horn. "Holy shit," Allison said, "I'm out of breath. I can't believe I did that. What a rush! I feel so dirty and disgusting and hot and wet. I can't even think straight right now." Mike grinned. At least she didn't hate him for making her do it. "Umm," he started, "So you liked it?" "I don't know," Allison said, "I think I did. I've got a lot of mixed feelings right now. Aren't you jealous or upset or anything?" Mike placed her hand on his crotch. He wasn't fully raging, but his dick was stirring. Allison squeezed it gently and ran her hand up and down his growing length. "Wow, I didn't know I could have that affect on you," she said. Mike grinned again, "I told you I've thought about it before. It was way better then I imagined. You were showing your pussy to some random guy. He loved it. You should share your body with people more often." They drove on. The beach was d-e-d, dead. The bored parking lot attendant took their money and went back to his crossword puzzle. They found a parking spot at the front of the path leading to the beach. There were a dozen cars total. They walked down the pathway towards the water. Allison stopped and grabbed the bag of beachwear from Mike. She headed towards the changing rooms when Mike grabbed her arm. "Hey, I want you to do something else for me." She looked at him suspiciously. "No, serious. I think you had some fun earlier on the road. Why not up the ante and be naked where someone MIGHT see you, but probably won't?" "Where?" "The men's room." "What? No. The trucker was okay since he was up there in his truck and is now long gone. This is too much for me. I'm not comfortable with it. What if there are little kids in there or something? No." Mike looked around. "There's no one here. There were a few cars in the lot and they're all on the beach. It would take one minute and you'd be done. It's the thrill that someone COULD come in. No one really will. You can't hear voices, you can't see anyone around here and we could hear a car in the parking lot. It's safe, but it's daring. That's the point, to do something you're not comfortable with." Allison frowned at him, "You liked showing the trucker your pussy, didn't you? Why not try a little more? If you're afraid, that's okay. I won't pressure you anymore." Allison cursed under her breath and looked around. She saw no one. She heard no voices. Stubborn, she grabbed the bag and strode towards the men's room. She walked right in and saw no one. Mike followed behind. Allison headed past the toilets and into the changing area. She poked her head into the showers. "No walls or curtains? Doesn't that make you uncomfortable?" she asked. "Nah, guys are used to being naked around each other. It's no big deal for us. We're pretty comfortable with our bodies." There was no one else in the small building. "Okay, can I have my bikini, please?" Mike shook his head. "Not until after that dress comes off your body." Allison let go a strangled groan in mock frustration. Her hands grabbed the bottom of the dress and she pulled it slowly upwards. It slid passed her thighs and up over her pussy. She stopped and turned in a circle, teasing Mike. "You like my ass? Do you like it on display for anyone to come in and see it?" Mike got excited. Allison was starting to play along with him. He nodded at her and she raised the dress higher. She turned away and brought the hem just above her shoulders. With a flip of her wrists, she popped it off and tossed it at Mike. Then she struck a pose, on hand on the wall, one on her hip. She tilted her head and squinted. "How's this look?" Mike's hard cock tented his shorts. Anyone could walk in right now and see her fully naked. Her breasts were pulled up and taut by her pose. She looked more beautiful now then ever. "May I have my bathing suit now?" Mike nodded dumbly and handed it over. Allison took her time stepping into her bottoms. Heat curled up from her pussy and tints of red lit her neck and face. She was breathing quickly and her pulse was rising. Mike reached over and rubbed her clit underneath her bikini. Her hips swayed forward and ground into his fingers. She stared him straight in the eyes. "Mike, I really like this," she breathed. He rubbed a few seconds more and took his hand away. She let out a noise of disappointment. They headed towards the door. Mike looked back at Allison and smiled. "You're just putting your top on now?" The beach was quiet. There were a few couples near the water line and some single guys sitting near the treeline that ringed the sand. The sun was baking and the water looked refreshing. Mike and Allison laid their blankets down in the middle of the beach and sat. Allison began spreading sunscreen on herself and Mike looked around. Their only close neighbor was an older man, white-haired and deeply tanned. He lounged on a blue collapsible chair and had a small cooler next to him. He glanced appreciatively towards Allison, than turned his attention back to the water. Allison stretched out her long, slender body. The sun bathed her in golden light and she looked absolutely beautiful. She put on her sunglasses and faced the water. Mike pulled a book out of the bag and started reading. "Mike?" Allison said. "Yeah? "Did you like that in the changing room?" "Yes, I did." "Did you hope someone would walk in on me?" Allison asked. "Well, yeah. I think that it's a big turn-on that you're confident enough to show your body to people. That's what makes a woman sexy, when she trusts herself and is confident. Heck, I think you should strip down naked right now and let that guy over there look at you." Allison looked at the old guy. He seemed harmless. He didn't have a camera and was just sitting and enjoying himself. She made a decision. "What do I get if I get topless right now?" "Plenty of women go topless, they just lie face down to get rid of that tan from their tops," Mike said, "It wouldn't be any different." "No," Allison said, "What if I was face up? What would you do for me?" Mike thought about it for a few moments. "Dishes for a week." "Month," Allison said. "Done. But it can't be for ten seconds. I expect a minimum 15 minutes." "15 minutes! That's forever!" "Well," Mike said, "The only person around here is that guy. And once he sees you, he's seen you. What difference does 1 minute make to 15? You gotta decide before I drop the deal to 2 weeks." Allison smiled and nodded. She rolled onto her chest and reached back. She undid the clasp at the back of her top and pulled it out from under her. She looked at Mike, blushing, and sat up. Her arms went instinctively to her chest and she forced them down. Her back was still to the man, but the sound of him suddenly sitting up let her know he saw what had happened. Breathing deep, she laid back, supporting her body with her elbows. The feeling of the sun on her breasts and the breeze caressing her nipples made them hard. She felt pulsing in her groin and nervousness and excitement in her stomach. She looked at Mike, who looked like he had gone to heaven. He couldn't help but stare, his hard cock bulging in his bathing suit. "You look amazing," he said. Allison thought so, too Five minutes passed. Allison was growing comfortable knowing no one was really able to see her. She was out in the open, topless, showing her very perky B-cup tits off to the world. Mike was enjoying the sights, but he hadn't put his hands on her. He tried, but she frowned at him and scared him off. She then heard sounds of walking in the sand. The older guy was walking towards the water. He strode by, 20 feet away, and glanced down at her. She fought the urge to cover up and roll over. He smiled, nodded, and jogged towards the water. The stranger was a nice enough guy, not pervy, and Allison liked the fact that he checked out her tits. Mike caught her half-smiling and grinned. "You liked that, huh?" "Yeah. It's nice to be appreciated by someone other then you. You always tell me I'm pretty, but you have to say it." Mike laughed at that. "Well, I'm glad you liked it, because he gets a long look when he has to come back to his chair." Allison didn't think about being in full view of the guy as he can back onto the beach. "I don't know, I might feel the need to get my back in the sun," she said. "Oh, no. You're staying how you are. Let him look. Give him a good view. He seems like a nice guy, why shouldn't he deserve it?" Allison mentally agreed. She stayed on her back. A few minutes later, the older guy came out. He walked slowly up the beach, looking at Allison. He smiled, appreciative of her body. He looked at her like he was viewing a Monet. He veered closer to their blanket and would pass within feet, the whole time his view fixed on Allison. Moments before he reached them, Allison put her hands behind her head and arched her back. She stretched out and let the guy take it all in. His eyes went huge at her brazen display and a big smile flashed across his face. He nodded at Mike and said 'beautiful' under his breath but loud enough for them to hear. He went on towards his chair and Allison pounced on Mike. She kissed him hard and drove her body into his. "Oh my God," she said, between kisses, "I'm so turned on right now." Mike wiggled out from under her. "Okay, take off your bottoms." She cleared her throat. "Laundry for a month, too, and I'll do it." Mike agreed. She quickly slid off him and onto her blanket. Her enthusiasm showed she was as excited as he was. She reached for her bottoms when Mike grabbed her wrist. "No, do it standing." A look of horror, mixed with lust, colored her face. She staggered to her feet, shaking slightly and looked out at the water. Mike grabbed her ankle and tugged. "Face him." Allison took a deep breath to calm her thudding heart. She was crossing another line. She turned slowly and faced the older man. He glanced up at her and then back to his book. Her hands came up to her hips and she snagged the waistband of her bottoms. The old man looked up again. He saw what she was going to do and he put his book down to enjoy the show. Allison, feeling her face flush dark red, peeled her bikini over her hips and down her legs. She let her bottoms drop to the sand and she stepped out of them. She was naked. She was completely naked on a non-nude beach, openly showing herself to a stranger who was 60 feet away. She was letting him look at her tits, her pussy, her legs. She was on displaying to a strange man and she had never been hotter in her life. She turned slowly on her own, showing him her tight ass and her entire body. The older man sat back and enjoyed. Allison wasn't turned on anymore, she was fucking horny. Her carnal instinct kicked in as she grabbed Mike's hand and yanked him off the blanket. "Whoa," he said. She led him right past the man, leaving her bikini with the towels. They walked 20 feet into the woods before she threw Mike on the ground. He barely had time to catch himself before she yanked down his shorts. Allison kneeled in front of him and started stroking his cock. Her other hand snuck in between her legs and fingered her pussy. "Please get hard fast, Mike. I need you to fuck me right now. I need your cock in me right now, Mike. C'mon, baby, let me sit on that stiff dick." Mike's cock swelled. Allison dropped her head in his crotch and started sucking. Her face bobbed up on down on his dick and her tongue licked the underside of his shaft. He reached forward and stroked her clit while her fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy. A rustle of leaves announced a newcomer. Allison looked over her shoulder and saw the older guy from the beach. He was staying away, only watching. She smiled at him and turned her attention back to Mike. She pushed his chest into the ground and climbed on top. She was so wet he slid in easily. She started to grind her hips up and down, massaging his cock with her pussy. Mike grabbed her hips and rocked her body in time with his. There was no time to moan as an explosion built in her body. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man move to see her from the front. She stared right at him. Her rhythm picked up and she felt Mike buck underneath her. Keeping her eyes on the stranger, she felt the coming orgasm course through her body. Stars exploded in her head and her body. She collapsed on Mike's chest. Later that night, they had more incredible sex. Allison laid quietly with Mike afterwards, her head on his chest. "Did you have a good time at the beach?" she teased. Mike took a moment. "Yeah. But tell me about tomorrow. Are we still going to do the library?" Allison laughed quietly. Tomorrow was certainly going to be interesting. Allison's Day Ch. 02 *Thanks to everyone who voted and gave me comments and criticism for my first story. It was fun to read your opinions. I can see that I will never please everyone as people said either there was too much of X or not nearly enough of X. Here is the second day in Allison's adventure. * Mike lazed on the couch, trying desperately not to move. If yesterday was hot, today was an absolute scorcher. He glanced at Allison. Her eyes were closed and she sat directly in front of the fan. Sweat beaded on her forehead and ran down her face. She made no move to wipe it away. The warm weather had appeared with vengeance. The heat baked the entire town. Nothing moved outside in the midmorning sunlight. The usually sounds of traffic, dogs, and people were absent. Mike imagined this is what it was like in Cambodia during high summer. He waffled about having a conversation with Allison. Activity didn't look like it would agree with her. "You want to go to the library? They have AC." Her long, slow sigh indicated she was displeased with his attempt of social intercourse. "C'mon, it'll be fun. We'll see if we can't get you naked over there," Mike said. He had decided after yesterday that he would be direct and explicit in what he wanted. He watched Allison transform on the beach and he hoped she would enjoy another round. "Mike," she said, "I feel like that was a one-time thing and I don't know if it's really something I'd like. I'm still feeling a little embarrassed with that guy seeing me naked." "Let's give it another try. At least we'll be inside with some air on and we won't drown in this humidity. And if nothing happens or you aren't cool with it, we'll stop. I've never forced you to do anything you didn't want to do and I'm not going to start now. It'll make me happy if we go... And you're really pretty." Allison's eyes nearly rolled into the kitchen. "Okay," she said, "What do you want me to wear?" Mike selected a loose blue sundress with matching blue sandals. The dress ended just above Allison's knees, showing her tanned and well-formed calves. Its low hanging neck nearly put her tight, perky breasts on display when she leaned over to reach for her shoes. Her blonde hair was put in a sloppy ponytail. She looked radiant. "You look radiant," Mike said. Allison smiled at him. "But, you will need to lose the panties," Mike continued. "What?" "Well, how are we going to show you off if you have panties on? That dress is not see-through, even in the sunlight. No one will know the difference, except the guy you're showing, if you choose to show him anything." Allison went with it. She slid her thong off and threw it onto the couch. "Okay," she said, "let's go." Mike knew he would be beaten if he commented on the temperature. There was a thick, soupy haze that sat on the town like a shroud. Nothing moved. There were no birds singing, there was no sound of children playing. Even the gentle caressing hum of the highway was mute. People were hiding from the heat. The walk was mercifully short. 10 minutes of strolling led Mike and Allison to the edge of town. The library was an old building, only one story tall and made of marble and granite. It sat away from the activity of their city like a child in time-out. A small park and the eventual wilderness stretched out behind it. There was one car in the parking lot. They walked inside and were greeted by the librarian, who seemed colder then the blast of air conditioning. She was a spinster, old and leathery. She didn't look like she would ever move from the chair at the main counter. The scribble of her pen on a crossword puzzle was the only noise in the place. Mike and Allison nodded politely as they walked towards the back. "There's no one here. Maybe everyone went to the movies to get out of the heat," Mike said. "I wonder what kind of trouble I could get into over there." Allison asked. Mike looked at her and she smiled sweetly. "I'm just trying to get into the spirit of things," she said. Mike took her hand in his and led her towards the back. He felt her stiffen. His gaze followed hers. There was a kid sitting at a big table by himself, surrounded by a fortress of books. He was scribbling furiously on a pad of paper, stopping only to push his glasses back up on his nose. Mike started walking over. Allison yanked on his arm. "No, I am not going to flash some 16 year old kid. That's not right. We can over there and go do whatever, but I'm not involving him." "Let me say something," Mike said, "Being a former nerd, to have a cute girl talk to me would be an amazing thing. I wasn't going to involve him anyway, but if you go over and say a few nice things, you'll really make his day. He'd remember it for a long time." Allison laughed. "Former nerd? I don't know where you're getting the 'former' from, but... I don't know how to tell you this nicely..." Mike grinned. He pointed at a study carrel and walked away from Allison. She sauntered over to the table and sat across from the kid. He glanced up at the movement and got big-eyed at her sitting down near him. She could see a slight flush creep into his face. "Hi," she said, "You working on anything interesting?" The guy jumped. "Uh, no. Just, uh, entrance exams for, um, college." With that, he buried his head again. "Did you graduate high school early? You look really intelligent." "No," he said, staring at the table, "I'm a, uh, regular senior. I'm 19 in November." Allison acknowledged the comment with a hmph. She glanced up at Mike in the corner. He was watching intently to see what was developing. She raised an eyebrow at him and he put his arms out and shrugged. She looked back at the kid. He was obviously uncomfortable around girls. He was tall and really skinny. He wasn't even cute in a dorky way. She could have lied to Mike and said this guy was underage, but she decided to give both guys a show. Allison didn't know what possessed her, but she folded her legs under her body on the chair. She leaned forward across the table and smiled, holding out her hand. "I'm Sarah," she said. "Will," the guy said, limply shaking her hand and dropping it as if it were scalding hot. Allison leaned over the table and looked down at the notebook. The tops of her soft breasts were showing now. Will tried to look away, but for a second his eyes stared down the top of her sundress, taking in the cleavage. He quickly looked away. Allison jumped on the opportunity. She knew the library very well and had worked as a page one summer. "You know this place, right?" He nodded. "Can you show me where to find a book about C++ programming? It's for my boyfriend." Allison knew exactly where the programming books were. Will bounced up, happy to help her and strode confidently to what she assumed was his personal section. She saw Mike stand and move around the corner to see what was happening. With Will's back to her, she undid the top button of her dress. She watched his tall ungraceful frame stoop low to look at books. He kept moving to lower shelves until he finally sat on the ground to see the bottom shelf. He glanced up at her. "Which do you like?" he asked. Allison, heart starting to pound, dared herself to do it. She bent low at the waist to get a good look at the books. The neckline of her dress hung low in front of her. She saw Will's eyes go wide. She glanced down before looking at the books. Her tits were on display. They were completely open for Will to look. She inched closer, her tits a foot away from his face. She looked up at the ceiling, pretending to mull over some decision. She briefly pictured his hand sneaking into her dress and gently stroking her breasts. She liked the image. "I think..." Allison started, glancing down at him. His face was deep red and his jaw open. His eyes looked slightly glazed over and Allison wondered if he had every seen a girl naked in real life. He didn't look like it. "I think I'll try this one." Without even looking, she grabbed a book and walked back to the big table. He trailed behind slowly, his hands folded in front of his crotch. Allison loved that she had turned him on so much. She was in control. She sat back down and pretended to leaf through the book. Will had his head buried in the stack of books, refusing to look at her. Mike, the doofus, was nothing but grins and blown kisses from the corner. Ten minutes passed. Allison had been coming with her next plan. She couldn't believe how hot she was. Will finally got up and started walking by her. She moved to turn the page and knocked her small purse off the table. Will seemed like the kind of guy who would instinctively pick up a dropped item. As he bent down to grab it, she swiveled in her chair and planted her feet wide apart. He looked up briefly. Allison reached down and pulled the hem of her sundress up off her thighs. Will had a clear view at her shaved pussy. He looked up her dress then, with effort, at her face. Allison laughed to herself. The kid looked uncertain and confused. She almost felt bad for him. "It's okay, honey, I want you to look. I don't mind. I like it." He nodded and dropped his gaze back between her legs. Allison could see him shaking and she could hear his breath get ragged. She upped the ante by putting one foot on the table. Will breathed in sharply. Allison looked over at Mike, who also looked entranced, and motioned toward the front door. Mike looked over and shook his head. No one was around. Allison stood suddenly. Will backed away and started to stand. He was ready to apologize when she took his hand. Her own blood thundering in her ears, her heart thumping, she led him to the back of the stacks. She dropped his hand and pointed at the spot where he was standing. She took a few more steps, looked at him over her shoulder, and reached for the bottom of her dress. She pulled it slowly up her body, revealing more and more tan, smooth, muscular thigh. She stopped for a second. "Will, do you want to see my ass?" she asked, barely a whisper. Will nodded dumbly, his eyes fixed squarely on the backs of her legs. She eased the dress up, seduced by the increasing exposed skin. It went up and stopped just above her hips. She was completely naked from the waist down. One of her hands, seemingly on its own, slid around her thigh to her ass, and lightly stroked her skin with just the fingertips. Allison closed her eyes. She wanted to show this kid her body. She wanted to be completely naked in front of him. Heat coursed through her and she started dancing her hips. She spun slowly, in rhythm, and turned to face him. She continued to work the dress higher with one hand as she lightly scratched her midriff with her fingernails. Her entire body reacted to the touch. She badly wanted to touch her clit, but she held off. Will had tried to be gentlemanly the whole time, occasionally looking away and pretending to steal glances. Now, he gave up and drank her figure in. She was athletic and fit and her figure showed it. Allison felt his eyes on her like warm sunlight. She could have stood here letting him watch forever. She went for the last step. With one final move, she peeled the dress over her breasts. They were smaller, but soft and supple. The dress came over her head and she gentle put it on the ground. She was completely naked in a library, letting a high school kid stare at her. She tweaked her nipples, pushed her tits together. Her hands ran down her thighs. Without thinking, she rubbed her clit. Hints of an explosion shot through her body. Allison didn't think she could finger herself in front of a stranger yet, but she could have cum on the spot. Will was squeezing his crotch through his pants. The sight drove Allison over. Her hand moved to her clit and she started in earnest. She wanted to reach out and feel Will's dick, but she wasn't anywhere near actually doing it. The tension built in her body as she fantasized about kneeling in front of him and pulling his down his pants. She pictured taking his cock in her mouth and giving him his first blowjob. Standing naked in front of a stranger and imagining sucking his dick, Allison felt the first surges of orgasm. Her hips bucked hard against her hand and her whole body twitched violently. Stars exploded in her head and pleasure shot through her body. The wave of tingles slowly subsided and she looked at Will through the haze of euphoria. "I don't mean to be a cock-tease, Will, but I'm going to get dressed now." "Okay," he said. He looked much more confident now then he did earlier that day. Allison hoped that she made a positive change on his life. Still completely naked, she leaned forward and pulled him into a hug. His hands went around her back and stayed well away from her ass. She pushed her tits into his chest and gave his ass a quick pat. Allison stepped back, pulled her dress back over her head and shook herself back into it. She walked away and found Mike around the corner. The look on his face was priceless. "I'm glad you're happy, honey," Allison said, kissing him. "I liked it, too. Maybe you can talk me into doing more." With that, they turned and went back out into the heat. Allison's Day Ch. 03 *Thanks to everyone who voted and gave me comments and criticism for my first story. It was fun to read your opinions. I can see that I will never please everyone as people said either there was too much of X or not nearly enough of X. Allison and Mike continue their adventures below. PLEASE send criticism and encouragement. It's the best part of writing; knowing I'm connecting with some of you fine folks out there! On a side-note, I have never written alcohol-infused dialogue before. I tried and I failed. I'm going with standard English. It's up to you to imagine the shhhlurs and mispra.. mistpro... mispp... drunk talk. * "Happy Two Year Anniversary, baby," Mike said to Allison. They sat quietly in a hotel an hour away from home. They didn't have much time or money, so getting out of the house and spending the night elsewhere was a perfect anniversary celebration. Allison looked beautiful with her long white-blonde hair piled up on her head and her black short dress plastered to her hips. At first, Mike kept an eye out for potential flashees for Allison, but he quickly gave up. They were the only souls in the bar, excluding Sally, the bartender. Allison might have given her a free show, but she resembled Mike's grandmother in a blue-haired way. It was whatever the opposite of a peak tourist season was called. A few cars sat in the parking lot, but they hadn't seen anyone on the stairwell or walking around outside. "Yeah," Allison said, "It's been pretty good so far. I think we're doing this married thing well so far." "Hey, you brought your bathing suit, right?" Mike asked. Allison nodded absently, sipping her cosmo and eyeing the rows of bottles for her next drink. "We're not drunk enough to drown in the hot tub. Want to go?" Allison shrugged. "Sure, let's change the pace up." They stood to leave and Sally waved, sighing heavily. "I think she was telling us we were her only company," Mike said. "Really? I hadn't noticed. Funny." Allison could drip sarcasm like a broken eave trough. The indoor pool was no different story. But after marinating for a few minutes, Allison's eyes flicked over Mike's shoulder. An older couple had towels and bathing suits on and flip-flopped towards the hot tub. The woman was slightly overweight and covered in a flowery one-piece. The man set his beach bag on a lawn chair and sat to take off his sandals. Allison smiled at Mike. Her looked said, "Awww... they're cute!" Moments later, the woman eased herself down the steps and into the hot tub. The man joined her with grunts and groans. He grinned at Mike. "It feels better when you make a lot of noise sitting down, young man. You'll know what I mean in a few years." Allison laughed at the witticism and poked Mike with a toe. "He's getting there faster then he thinks." "So did I," the man replied with a hint of sorrow, "So did I." The woman splashed water at the man. "Oh, Herb, stop being so melodramatic." She turned to Allison, "He always makes a big deal about lost youth. Personally, I think a little age makes you more successful." She reached over and patted Herb on his good-sized belly. "I'm Margaret, by the way." Introductions and salutes went around the tub. A peaceful and agreeable quiet took over. Mike finally broke the silence. "What brings you out to this quiet town?" Margaret smiled. "It's our 20th Anniversary! I've put up with this geezer for two decades." Allison laughed, "Good for you! You two should go crazy tonight! Have some fun." Herb leaned over. "Oh, we already did that. And now she's got enough martini in her to maybe go.... GOSH! A second time!" Mike gasped theatrically. "Perish the thought! That's what's next?" Margaret shook her head. "This, then lights out. It's 10:30, way past our bedtime. Besides, we don't have anything else planned." Allison snuck Mike a wink. "You two could skinny dip. That'd be wild and crazy." Margaret's laughter died when she saw Allison pointedly looking at her. "No, dear, I don't think we'll be doing that. No one wants to see this old wrinkled body of mine, anyway." Herb glanced at Mike and Mike shrugged. Neither said a word. "Oh, c'mon. It'll be fun." Allison gestured toward all the darkened rooms surrounding the atrium. "No one's here and you know you could do it. I tried it once and it was really exciting. I bet Herb would LOVE to see you. Hell, any guy would. And besides, you look good. Be proud." Margaret shook her head, her eyes closed. "No, no, honey. I'm not in shape like you and you're very beautiful. I just can't do it." "Here," Allison said. "We can hide under the bubbles and no one will know." With that, she lowered herself to her neck. Her hands arms disappeared under the foam and her shoulders moved and flexed. A few moments later, her left arm came up, her bikini top in hand. That was followed by her right arm holding her bottoms. "I'm naked!" Allison sang. Mike sat in awe of the spell she cast. The hot tub water was opaque and Allison hadn't shown anything, but both Herb and Margaret stared at her, transfixed. A smile crossed Herb's face and Margaret lightly slapped him in the chest. "C'mon, Margie," he said, "If she can do you, you can do it." Margaret's eyes narrowed and her mouth pursed at the encouragement. "Christ, I can't believe I'm actually going to do this. But Margaret Scotts backs down from no one! I'm not taking this thing all the way off." She lowered herself under the bubbles and fought to get her hands through the arm holes. Mike could see her jerk down the upper half of flowers and yank it. He assumed she pulled it to her waist. Her breasts were much bigger then they looked encased in the fabric. The tops floated and jiggled with the rapid flow of water. She lowered herself to her neck, showing nothing. Allison, on the other hand, seemed to be straining to stay in the water. Her arms and elbows were up on the deck and she arched her back. Half of her tits were above the surface. The bubbles rhythmically caressed her bare chest. Mike noticed Herb looking hard, trying to catch a glimpse of nipple. "HERB! You're supposed to be looking at me!" Herb turned and smiled. He seemed comfortable for a man whose wife was half-naked around strangers. Mike thought it helped that his own wife was completely naked. Mike was also impressed that Margaret wasn't completely pissed off. She seemed to take it in stride, only playing at being mad. "There's nothing to look at, Margaret," he said. Allison smiled gently at Margaret. "He's right, you know. We should stand up and show a little something, huh?" Margaret look panicked. "No, no, honey, this is as far as I go. Anyone could be watching right now." Her eyes traveled the rooms, intent on pointing out voyeurs. Allison acted. "Here, let me show you how easy it is." Allison stood up. Herb and Margaret both gasped. Mike marveled at how beautiful Allison was. She posed confidently. The hot tub water lapped at her shins as she displayed her body for anyone to see. Bubbles clung to the undersides of her perky breasts, her long slender legs, her well-shaped calves, and her tight abs. Her rosy-pink nipples hardened in the cool air of the atrium and goosebumps prickled on her skin. She leaned on one leg, jutted out her hip and put her hands around her waist. "See? I'm completely naked and standing. There's no one here. You should try this." "I can't," Margaret said in a small voice. Allison leaned forward and gentled grabbed Margaret's wrists. Her ass bobbed perilously close to Herb's face. An image popped into Mike's head: Bob leaned forward and licked Allison's ass. Cut to foursome. He laughed to himself. Allison was looking directly into Margaret's eyes. "I'm going to pull you up and you're going to be okay. This is FUN, trust me." Allison leaned back and slowly pulled Margaret out of the water. As soon as Margaret's hands were free, they flew to her chest, failing to completely cover her huge tits. She made a move to sit again, but Allison shook her head. "C'mon, Margaret, you're doing fine. Show your husband your body." Margaret, a little shaky, turned to Herb. Her arms dropped to her sides, showing her body. To Mike, she definitely looked overweight, but not in an ugly way. She wasn't gross or obese, just not tanned and toned like Allison. Her big, hanging tits had huge nipples and they gave way into a soft-looking stomach. She looked unhappy, yet her face and upper chest was flushed red with excitement. Herb was enchanted, staring at his wife with lust. "Margie, we should be getting back to our room. Like right now." Herb moved to stand but Allison, behind Margaret, held up a hand to stop him. She leaned forward and put her hands on Margaret's shoulders. She slid them down Margaret's arms, gently rubbing Margaret's back with her tits. Margaret closed her eyes and rocked backward into the contact. A moan escaped her. Allison continued lower, the backs of her hands brushing the outside of Margaret's tits. Allison ended up sitting on the top step, grasping the top of Margaret's bathing suit. Margaret's body jerked as Allison eased the one-piece over her hips. She pulled down, slowly revealed more and more of Margaret's body. The suit slide over her large hips and down her legs. Her pussy, covered with dark wisps over hair, came into view. Mike and Herb both leaned forward as the suit went the rest of the way down her ankles. The two women stood completely naked in the hot tub. Margaret turned and faced Allison. Her hands hesitantly touched Allison's waist. She uncertainly caressed Allison's skin. "How do you feel?" Allison asked brightly. "Oh, my God," Margaret breathed, "I feel dirty, and embarrassed, and sexy, and ... liberated." Allison's voice lowered, "I, uh, think your husband's waiting." Margaret looked behind her. Herb was standing, looking ready to go. He stepped forward and kissed Margaret deeply. He backed off for a second and lowered his head to her large, swollen nipples. He licked and sucked them, squeezing and cupping her tits. Margaret raised her arms up and folded them above her head. "Hey!" she said, pulling her body away from Herb, "No fair that you're not naked!" With more speed then Mike suspected she had, Margaret leaned forward and yanked Herb's swim trunks down to his knees. He yelped and tried to cover himself but Margaret had size and weight on him. "Oh, no, Herb. You, too!" She said. He struggled for a moment but gave up as soon as Margaret's hand started playing with his cock. "Oooh, look at his dick!" Margaret said, "You want to give it a squeeze, honey?" Allison balked, but Herb looked completely shocked. "Umm... Margie, I dunno about that." "C'mon, Herb, maybe I want to see her do it. That guy's already been staring at my tits and pussy for the past five minutes. I'm drunk, we're having fun. Just do it!" Allison glanced at Mike. He cocked his head, his subtle way of shrugging, and put the ball in her court. Allison hadn't kissed or really touched any other guys during their eight year relationship. She looked at Herb, who looked as uncertain as she did. Her eyes moved down to his cock, being furiously worked by his wife. It was a decent size, sprouting out of a mat of gray hair. His balls hung low. Inwardly shaking her head at herself, Allison reached forward and slid her palm under Herb's nuts. He almost jumped out of the pool. Mike was looking on with interest, Margaret with lust. Allison wrapped her hand around Herb's dick. His skin was soft and radiating heat. She lightly moved her hand up and down his shaft and he grew harder. Using her wrist, she quickly flicked her hand up and down his dick. She made light contact with his skin. A moan bubbled up from his chest. Allison gripped a little harder and began to slow down her strokes. She pumped his dick in the middle of the hot tub, for everyone to see. One of his hands dropped down and gave both her small tight breasts a quick squeeze. She lowered her head and breathed on his cock. "Margaret? Should I blow him? Do you want me to jack him off with my mouth?" "NO! It's my turn!" Margaret grabbed Herb and turned him towards her. Their hands felt each others' bodies and they kissed wildly. Allison looked between them at Mike, on the other side of the hot tub. She was still rubbing Herb's dick. She raised her eyebrows at Mike and he shrugged and smiled at her. She pretended to lean forward, as if she would put Herb's cock in her mouth. Mike laughed silently and flicked his eyes towards their towels. Allison nodded, stopped giving Herb his handjob, and eased away from the couple. Unnoticed, Mike and Allison got out of the pool. Allison wrapped a robe around her body and looked at Mike. They left Margaret jerking off her husband in the middle of the hotel. Allison laughed. "I think we converted a show-off!"