8 comments/ 67524 views/ 40 favorites Meeting Monique By: tomlitilia Going on holiday They deserved this holiday. Life had been very busy lately for the aspiring couple and they were now looking forward to spending some quality time together. Tim had spent the last couple of years building up his own business doing environmental consultancy. It had been plenty of hard work but it had finally started to pay off. He was now well established with several larger companies among his customers and even had a handful of employees that could take care of the business while he was away. Emily on her hand had just finished her PhD in chemistry. She had always been both ambitious and bright and throughout her studies she had always been in the top percentile of her classes. So it was not surprising she of course had performed exceptionally well in pursuing this degree. Yet, it had taken many late night at the lab to accomplish all she wanted and now she was happy to leave it all behind for their upcoming holiday. They had planned the trip for a long time, carefully deciding on their destination. They had considered several options, ranging from cultural activities in big cities to bush trekking in various wild parts of the world. But in the end, what they felt they needed was just to relax. Therefore, they had decided on renting a place near the beach and they were looking forward to two weeks of unwinding. They didn't want to stay somewhere with loads of people, which meant that finding decent hotel was a bit of a challenge. Instead, they did some searching and stumbled on what seemed like a nice B&B. It was a self-catered place in close proximity to the beach, which sounded perfect to them. There were some photos of the room, and Emily had winked at Tim as she told him that the bed looked sturdy enough for what she was going to do to him. They were initially a bit worried that a B&B wouldn't give them the privacy they wanted, but they soon figured that it might actually be nice to have someone nearby, given that they would be so far from civilization. After arriving at the airport near their destination, they rented a car and as they began the drive to their holiday destination, they immediately slipped into holiday mode. The stress was being replaced by carefree feelings of freedom and anticipation of finally having some time for each other. They were very much in love and as they started to relax, they had a hard time keeping their hands off each other. The mood was very flirtatious, with sexual insinuation constantly being worked into the conversation. They took turns driving and from the passenger seat, Tim was checking out his beloved girlfriend and thinking how lucky he was to have her. She was really a natural beauty, with long blond hair, currently in two plaits. He let his hand rub her thighs, which made her smile and thus displaying the dimples he loved so much. Like himself, Emily was in her late twenties but there was something quite girlish to her facial features. Tim let his gaze drop to her chest. He found her tits, which were currently hidden by a tight pink tank top, absolutely adorable. They weren't big, just a B-cup, but they were incredibly perky. He noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. They seemed to always get stiff whenever she was even the slightest exited, so normally she would always keep them hidden in a padded bra. Tim smiled to himself, thinking that the fact that she now allowed them to be set free was sort of symbolic of how they were feeling about their long awaited holiday. Emily eventually caught him staring at her chest. "What are you looking at, you dirty boy?" she asked, winking at him. "Something very nice," Tim replied and continued to let his eyes explore her body. He let his eyes wander down to her shapely legs. She was wearing a short summer skirt, which she now raised to allow Tim to further admire her well toned thighs. He took this as an invite and started caressing her legs, letting his hands roam freely over the exposed skin. Emily smiled and just continued driving, acting like nothing was going on, but her breathing gave away the fact that she was obviously enjoying the advances. After some time, he leaned in and whispered in her ear. "Why don't you pull your top down?" Tim knew she had at least a slight exhibitionistic streak to her, but she rarely acted out on it. He figured the main reason was that she was careful about her reputation. However, now they were far away from home and there was no chance they would be seen by anyone they knew. Plus, she had a bit of competitive nature, and he figured she might accept the challenge just for that reason. Emily was silently contemplating his proposition, admitting to herself that she was excited by the idea. It was really not something she would normally consider, but she the whole idea of the trip was to leave their normal life behind. Being a bit silly was totally fine. She also figured there was little traffic so it was unlikely that anyone would notice if she did it. And if someone did? That would actually be rather exciting, she thought to herself. "Hold the wheels," she said with a defiant smile. As Tim grabbed the wheel, she slowly pulled down her top, setting her tits completely free for the world to see. Tim admired her pink, now very stiff nipples. He also noticed that she didn't just pull the top down under her chest, but rather she lowered it all the way down to her hips. This was leaving her whole upper body exposed and consequently she couldn't just easily pull it back up to cover herself if she needed. They continued their drive, not saying a word as the sexual tension was building up in the car. Each time they passed a car, Emily started breathing heavier from the excitement. She had to stop herself from instinctively covering up, and each time she succeeded, she became more aroused. It didn't help either that Tim was continually caressing her legs, increasingly focusing on the sensitive inside of her thighs. It was getting harder and harder for Emily to focus on her driving and it became even worse when Tim eventually let his hands wander up her body and started gently caressing her exposed tits. She moaned as he let his finger gently pinch her nipples. In the name of safety, she decided that she had to pull over. There were no exits nearby, so instead she just found a place to park the car next to the road. As soon as the car came to a halt, she pushed back her seat and pulled down her panties. She then spread her legs, putting one foot on the dashboard and the other one on Tim's seat behind his head. "Lick me!" she commanded. She knew Tim had a soft spot for sexually dominating women and she sometimes liked to slip into that role, but this was also her competitive nature speaking. He had dared her to drive around with her tits out, now she was daring him to lick his girlfriend out right next to the the passing cars behind her. She could hear cars passing by, but she actually didn't care if anyone saw her right now. She just needed relief. Tim took in the sight before him. His girlfriend was sitting there before him, naked with her skirt and top around her waist. Her pussy was glistening from her excitement, and she demanded that he should lick it. He noticed that she had trimmed her pubes more than usual, leaving only a narrow strip of dark-blonde hair. This exposed her inviting pussy lips to him, and he was more than eager to taste her now. Kneeling in his seat, he began kissing his way from the feet next to him to her calf and onwards to her thighs. When he reached her pussy, he felt her hands on the back of his head, pushing his face into her. "Yes, yes, yes! Lick me!" she screamed and Tim complied, licking her for all he was worth. It didn't take long before Emily started coming, moaning loudly as she did. Her whole body was shaking in her seat, and her thighs pressed around Tim's head as she pulled him harder against her. She let him go as her orgasm subsided, but he remained at her pussy, kissing it gently as she was coming down from her high. He then kissed his way up her torso, and let his tongue ever so lightly trace the contours of her nipples before moving up to her mouth and kiss her. She could feel her own moisture on his lips, but that didn't bother her at all. "Thank you," she said as they broke the kiss. "I needed that." She then looked at Tim's crotch, seeing a distinct bulge in his pants. It was obvious he was in need of some relief as well. She looked around to see that no cars were nearby, then she opened the car door and stepped outside without bothering to cover herself. She walked barefoot around the car and opened the passenger door. When she heard a car coming, she started laughing and quickly dropped to her knees. Their car and the open passenger door protected her from being seen. She looked at her boyfriend, who seemed unsure of exactly what to do. With a wicked smile, she said: "Come on, it's your turn." Tim got the picture and while still seated in the car, he turned and placed his feet on the ground in front of his girlfriend. He then unzipped his pants, allowing his hard cock to spring free in front of her face. Emily wasted no time and with a wicked grin she leaned forward and started kissing his shaft. Soon she was licking up and down its whole lengths, making it even harder before engulfing her mouth on it. She absolutely loved his cock. When asked, she would always find it hard to determine what body part she liked most in her partner. Depending on the mood she might say that it was his broad, strong shoulders, his sweet blue eyes or perhaps his tight ass. But in this position, she couldn't deny that she really adored his large cock. It was quite frankly beautiful to her. It always seemed eager to stand attention for her and when she held it, she loved how it felt hard, yet at the same time smooth in her hand. Tim looked down at his girlfriend, who was currently totally preoccupied with giving him head. He could hardly believe that she was doing this right there, next to the road with cars passing by. He figured she was pretty much out of sight, but if a car was to stop and see what was going on, she would have nowhere to hide. It was a bit out of place for her, and he was very intrigued by this new, daring side of hers. She was taking him deep into her mouth and between that and the excitement of how it all was happening in such a open place, it didn't take long before she could feel him tense up. "I'm gonna cum," he said with heavy breath. As she mostly did, she continued to suck even harder, letting him cum in her mouth. It was obvious that the sexual tension had been building up for a long time, because the load was larger than she was used to. She swallowed most of it, but she couldn't help letting some of it dribble out of her mouth. As Tim came down from his orgasm, he lovingly admired the sight in front of him. His naked girlfriend was still kneeling in front of him with a devilish grin on her face. She looked incredibly hot with her plaited blonde hair and his cum still on her lips and chin. Locking her eyes on his, she slowly scooped up the cum with her index finger and sucked it off as she winked at him. Tim let out a slight moan to let her know the effect was not lost on him. "Your time to drive, honey," she said with a giggle. As Tim zipped up his pants and scooted over to the drivers seat, he thought to himself that this was an incredibly good start to the holiday. Smiling at his girlfriend, who had seated herself in the passenger seat and was currently busy making herself look decent, he started wondering what else this trip might have in store for them. Arriving The B&B hostess had told them via email that she might not be home when they got there and instructed them to pick up a key at a tourist information desk in a nearby village, where a nice old man also gave them instructions on how to find the place. This turned out to be most valuable, because it wasn't on any main road. After a slow drive up a winding road, they found their secluded destination. When they arrived, they found no other car parked by the house, so they suspected the hostess wasn't home. Walking up the path to the house, they did however find a note on the door. "Emily and Tim, Welcome! Hope you had time to get the key, I had to go into town for some errands. Your apartment is the attached guest house on the left, I will be back shortly. Make yourself at home and feel free to look around. Kindest regards, Monique" They were thrilled that they had their own little house, even though it was attached to the main building. With their own entrance, it would give them much more privacy than they had hoped for. They unloaded their luggage from their car and carried it inside. The place wasn't big but had everything they needed, including a little kitchen section to prepare their meals. Everything was in great condition and they agreed that it was absolutely beautiful, even more so than they had seen in the pictures. Emily again commented on how the bed looked sturdy enough. They were particularly impressed with the large and very lush backyard, which they could access through a door in the back. There was a deck running along both the main building and guest house, which turned into a outdoor patio on each side, meaning they would have an outdoor spot away from the main building, thus giving them at least some privacy. As they were roaming around the backyard, they heard a door opening and a dark haired woman came out from the main building and waved at them. Tim and Emily actually had exactly the same word enter their mind as they saw her: "curvy". They waved back and approached the woman, who remained standing on the deck outside her house. She looked stunning in her sheer white summer dress which did little to hide her figure. The slight breeze caught her long, curly hair, giving her a somewhat wild and powerful look. Yet, this was contrasted by a very warm smile. "Hi, I'm Monique," she said and held out her hand. Emily was thinking that the woman looked much like a voluptuous version of a Greek goddess, but she actually had a slight french accent. "Oh, hi. I'm Emily," she replied, suddenly feeling somewhat shy as she shook the woman's hand. "And this is my boyfriend, Tim." "Nice to meet you both, hope you could find the place alright," Monique replied as she stretched out her hand to Tim, who had to use all his will power not to stare at this woman's large chest. "Looks like we're going to be neighbors for awhile," she continued. "Would you care to be neighborly and have a glass of wine with me? I was just going to have one myself." Tim and Emily looked at each other briefly and happily accepted the invitation. Monique disappeared briefly into her house and came back with three glasses and a bottle of rosé, which seemed appropriate for the warm summer day. They all had a seat at Monique's patio and started making small talk. Monique turned out to be a very friendly and warm person with a charisma that was impossible to resist. As they got to know her, any worry they might have had about the nuisance of not being left to themselves soon disappeared. She was making a living as a writer, and had acquired the place to get some piece and quiet to finish her latest book. "I bought it last year to get away from the city," she explained. "I don't get visitors that often down here, and I wasn't sure what to do with the guest house. So I thought I'd try renting it out this year. You're the first ones, so your my Guinea pigs," she continued, with a slight laugh. They continued talking and drinking. It turned out that Monique had lived briefly in every continent except Antarctica and had many interesting stories to tell from her travels. Emily was very intrigued by this woman and had to stop herself from asking a million questions. The mixture of Monique's exotic looks, her self confidence and smooth voice gave her a very erotic vibe. This was further exaggerated by her generous chest, which was difficult to divert yours eyes from, man or woman. After a few glasses of wine, Tim pointed out that they hadn't even unpacked yet and should probably attend to that before getting too tipsy. They made their excuses and headed to their apartment. But as soon as they got there, Emily jumped Tim and started ripping his clothes of. Kissing and undressing, they made their way to the bed, where Emily pushed him on his back and straddled him. He was rock hard but slipped easily into her. As she began riding him, she started screaming loudly, obviously not worried that "anyone" might hear what they were up to. The intense lovemaking soon reached climax with Tim coming hard inside her as he felt the orgasmic contractions of her pussy. As their orgasms faded away, they started laughing. They weren't sure exactly at what, but with their busy lifestyle it would normally have been somewhat unusual for them to become so overwhelmed by their urges. The fact that they were on holiday now was probably part of the reason they suddenly were so sexual, but there was also some sort of unspoken understanding that their new neighbor had affected them. A beach trip The morning after, Tim and Emily decided to go check out a small beach, which was actually within walking distance from their house. As they had hoped for when booking a remote location, the beach was completely empty. They laid down their towels on the white sand, and stripped down to their swim wear and started basking in the sun. This soon made both of them hot and they decided to go for a swim. "I'll race you to the water!" Emily shouted and started running. Tim started running too, but she had a head start and naturally won. Like a couple of silly teenagers, they started splashing each other with water. They were having the time of their life and soon started making out. When they eventually got out of the water, they laid down on their towels to let the sun dry off their bodies. Emily turned on her stomach and decided to untie her bikini to prevent tanning lines. Being the perfect gentleman, Tim offered to put some sunblock on her back to prevent burning, which she accepted, largely because she liked to feel his hands on her body. He took his time, carefully applying the lotion on her back and neck, and then moved down to her legs. As he reached the inside of her thighs, she let out a little purr. When he was done with the job, he quickly yanked down her bikini bottoms to place a kiss on one of he cheeks before pulling them back up again. Emily squeaked in response to the surprise and then looked around to ensure they were still alone on the beach. After a few minutes, she decide it was time to role over on her back and she reached for the straps of her bikini top. "You don't really need that, do you?" Tim said. "We're all alone here. Come on, I dare you." Emily again looked around, making sure that he was right. "I supposed you're right," she replied and slowly rolled over on her back with a confident look on her face. She wasn't gonna back down on a dare so easily. Tim took in the sight of his exposed girlfriend. He had seen her perky tits thousands of times before, but they still had a massive effect on him. Seeing them out in the open was unusual and it made them even more appealing. He shamelessly stared at her and she responded by proudly pushing her chest out to allow his gaze better access. She reached for the sunscreen and started applying it on her front, spending particularly long time on her tits. Her erect nipples responded to her own touch, making them even harder, and she teasingly pinched them. The effect of her little show wasn't lost on Tim and Emily could see a large bulge forming in his swim trunks. She was getting excited as well and she thought about straddling him right there on the beach. But it actually felt very good to just lie there in an excited state of mind, letting her beloved boyfriend admire her body. She closed her eyes, knowing that he was still looking at her naked tits. Meeting Monique She didn't fall asleep but rather started daydreaming, mostly about naught things. Her thoughts eventually drifted to the encounter with Monique the previous day, and how she had been almost enthralled by this busty neighbor. She did actually recognize the feeling. Particularly in her younger years, she had been drawn to powerful women. In the beginning this had taken the shape of seeking their approval, but later it turned into something stronger than that. A few of her female friends had admitted to her that they had sometimes developed some sort of crush male teachers in school, but that was never the case for Emily. In men, she looked for equality and one of the things she really appreciated about Tim was tat he allowed her to be in charge whenever she was in the mood for that. But while she never admitted it to anyone, she had occasionally felt drawn to women of authority, particularity those a bit older than herself such as a university professor or a soccer coach. She still remembered the first time she had woken up after dreaming about a sexual encounter with a female teacher. While she clearly had been aroused by her dream, she felt ashamed, not wanting to admit to herself that she might have such desires. Eventually she had however accepted it and allowed herself to fantasize freely about being with these woman when the thoughts popped up. She couldn't deny that some of her most intense masturbation sessions had been while fantasizing about sex with a powerful woman, usually in a situation with herself acting somewhat submissively. She never acted on her fantasies though and had never experimented with girls at all. She knew a few of her friends had done this occasionally, but she was never interested in any girls of her own group and age. It was only women that she admired that had this effect on her. These fantasies had somewhat faded over the years, perhaps with her developing into a strong, independent woman herself. Yet, there was no point denying how she had felt captivated by their charismatic hostess. She couldn't really figure out why though. Monique probably wasn't really older than herself, probably around the same age. Neither was she in any position of power, which had been the case with the women who previously had this effect on her. Supposedly, being the owner of the house they were staying in gave Monique some leverage but more so, there was something almost enchanting about this woman that made Emily feel very attracted to her. Her deep brown eyes sent out a sort of mystic vibe, while at the same time, her personality was warm and open. Plus, her curvy shapes probably added to the sensuality she expelled. With a smile Emily thought to herself that those big tits made Monique's body scream of female power. Tim kept looking at his girlfriend, watching her heaving chest move with her heavy breathing. It was obvious she was thinking of something that excited her. He eventually leaned over and gave her a soft peck on the lips, to which she responded by pulling him in closer for a deep, wet kiss. "I think it's time to head back," she said as she broke the kiss. "I need more than a kiss from you." They quickly got dressed and Emily didn't bother putting her bikini top back on, instead covering her upper body only with a thin, white singlet. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the sheer fabric, making it hard for Tim to focus on where he was walking. He couldn't wait to get home and get those lovely buds in his mouth. Monique in a bikini When they got home, they first headed to the backyard to hang up their wet towels to dry. There they found Monique suntanning in a bikini. Seeing her in so little clothes made the couple stop in their tracks, again feeling shy and not sure what to do. Tim actually started turning, feeling that it would be shameful to impose on the woman, even though she was sitting in backyard, which she explicitly had welcomed them to use freely. Monique saw them and got up to greet them. She didn't bother to cover up and it was an almost hypnotizing sight to watch her approach, wearing nothing but a pink bikini. Her hips were swaying ever so feminine, and her heavy tits were bouncing on her chest as she walked towards them. If it had been hard to not stare at her chest the day before, it was now an impossible task. "Hi guys," Monique greeted them. The bikini was matched by a pair of equally pink sunglasses, so you couldn't see her deep brown eyes. Still, when she gave the a warm and irresistible smile, it made them both weak to their knees. The pink fabric of her bikini top would have been generous enough to cover up most women, but on Monique it left most of her round globes exposed. Tim was almost expecting that they would break free completely during the bouncy walk, but to his disappointment it didn't happen. "How was your day?" Monique continued as neither of the two had gathered themselves to reply. "Oh, hi Monique..." Emily started, almost stuttering. "We didn't mean to disturb you." "Yeah, we'll leave you alone," Tim added, feeling guilty about his hope of her tits coming into clear view. "Don't be silly," Monique laughed. "I think this backyard is large enough for us all. So, what have you been up to?" Emily started telling her about the nice little beach they had found, saying that they had a very nice time there. As his girlfriend was talking, Tim couldn't resist to repeatedly let his eyes drop to Monique's large tits. He was kind of hoping he might get away with it if Monique was focusing on Emily talking. After awhile he however thought he saw a bit of a knowing smirk on Monique's face, indicating that she of course wasn't oblivious to the effect her tits was having. She didn't seem to disapprove of the attention though, and while he wasn't sure it wasn't his mind playing tricks on him, Tim actually thought she was pushing her chest out further. He however didn't want to come across rude and instead decided to turn his attention to his girlfriend, who was still sort of nervously rambling on about the beach they had been to. He noticed that Emily's nipples were now even more erect than before and the shape of her tits were completely outlined by the tight fabric. Between this and the heavy chest of Monique, Tim felt a stir in his crotch and realized that the effect would soon become visible. He quickly made his excuse, mumbling something about being thirsty after the beach. Emily also excused herself and soon followed him. She kind of suspected the reason behind Tim's sudden departure, and she sure couldn't blame him. It might not be as obvious on her, but Monique definitely had an effect on her as well. Emily actually didn't feel at all jealous. She was secure in Tim's devotion to her, and knew that he absolutely adored her body too. Plus, how could she possibly be mad at him for looking at Monique's chest when she was doing the same thing? Well inside she walked up to Tim and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then with a wink she matter of factually stated: "So, that Monique has got some big tits." Tim laughed, revealed that she wasn't reacting negatively to his behavior. "Yes," he said and continued with emphasis. "Yes, she sure does." Teasingly, Emily took of her top and threw it at him. "Well, me and my small tits are going to have a shower to wash off the beach. Perhaps afterwords you might be interested in giving them some attention?" "I most certainly am!" Tim replied. "You've been teasing me with those beauties all day" Emily disappeared into the shower and Tim started fiddling around with unpacking their stuff. From a small window over their kitchen sink, he could however see out on the backyard where Monique had return to her tanning. She had pushed the straps of her bikini of her shoulders and Tim kept returning to the window, hoping that her tits would fall out. During one of these occasions, he suddenly felt a sharp sting on his ass. Turning around, he realized that Emily had sneaked up on him and slapped his ass. Wrapped in her towel, she was grinning at him and teasingly accused him of being a peeping tom. "I'm pretty sure I caught you looking at her tits too," Tim playfully defended himself. She actually though she had been discreet about it and being caught made her blush a little. "Well, they are pretty hard not look at. It wouldn't be human to completely divert your eyes," she said with a giggle. "Now, go get a cold shower you naughty boy!" As Tim obeyed and headed towards the shower, she added: "Well, not too cold. I have a job for you when you're ready." As the water rinsed off the sand and salt from his body, Tim started thinking about how Emily had been acting around Monique. It was obvious his girlfriend was affected by this woman, acting a bit nervous and silly whenever she was around. It was a new side to her that he hadn't seen before. She usually showed a lot of confidence, so he was intrigued by this novel behavior. It wasn't completely out of the blue though. A few years back he had accidentally stumbled on the browsing history on her computer and found that she had visited some lesbian porn sites. This was surprising to him because she had never expressed any such tendencies. Letting the curiosity get the better of him, he clicked one of the links and found a lot of videos involving lesbian encounters between teachers and students. The general theme was that the students were acting submissively in the sex scenes. If it hadn't been for the fact that Emily was at the time a student herself, he would have thought that if anything she would have identified more with the dominant teacher. His first intention had been to approach Emily about this, primarily to let her know that he certainly was OK with her having such fantasies. However, he decided it was probably best to leave it. If she hadn't told him about it, it was probably something she preferred to keep to herself. He actually felt a bit guilty for spying on her, even though he had only accidentally found the links. As time went on, he never saw any other traces of these desires in his girlfriend, so he hadn't thought much about it until now. As he got out of the shower, he found Emily looking out the kitchen window, much like he had done before. Like himself, she was still wearing the towel from her shower and he suspected she had been standing there watching their neighbor since he left. He thought about sneaking up and slapping her ass to repay her for what she had done with him. But instead he slowly approached her from behind and started caressing her, starting by rubbing her thighs. She didn't flinch, so Tim suspected that she had heard him all the time but still remained watching Monique. He let his hands wander over up her body, eventually making the towel drop to the floor and leaving her completely naked. He gently kissed her neck before whispering in her ear: "Pretty hard not to stare, right?" Emily replied by just nodding, still not turning away from the window. She was mostly covered from the outside, with only her head peeking out. She also figured that on such a bright day you couldn't see much if you looked inside. So rather than moving to avoid being seen by Monique, she stayed in her position, slightly bent over the kitchen sink, as Tim continued to caress her body. He was letting his hands roam freely and when they found her tits, he payed extra attention to her erect nipples. He had obviously longed for them all day and as he gently pinched them, Emily moaned with pleasure. Tim felt his cock press against the towel. From the teasing at the beach and the encounter with Monique, he was in desperate need to get inside his girlfriend. He quickly yanked the towel, making it fall to the floor. He then slowly kissed his way down Emily's back, across her little round ass. As his lips found her pussy, he could feel how incredibly wet she was. He started by licking along the outside of her swollen lips and then moved on to flicking his tongue on her clit. She replied by moaning loudly. He took his time and eventually let his tongue flip inside her. The sensual taste of her wetness was driving him crazy. "I'm going to fuck you!" he said, kind of stating the obvious. Emily replied with a soft nod and even heavier breathing but remained looking out the window at her busty hostess, who was still sitting in the backyard in a revealing bikini. As she felt Tim push his hard cock inside her, she yelled out in pleasure. She wasn't sure, but she thought she saw Monique react to her scream. As Tim started pounding her hard from behind, she didn't really care if she was being caught in the act. If anything, the thought that Monique might actually see her now just made her more excited. Behind those sunglasses, it was hard to see where Monique was looking. Was she actually looking back at her now, watching her being fucked? Where they actually spying on each other? The thought overwhelmed her, and she started coming hard. The excited screams of his girlfriend sent Tim over the edge as well, causing him to also scream out with excitement as he pushed hard into her with a his last thrusts. As Emily came back to her senses, she peeked out the window again. She still wasn't sure if Monique could see her, but with the loud screams of their simultaneous climax, surely she would have heard them? Looking at Monique's face, Emily could see a smirk on her face, suggesting she knew what they were up to. Emily turned to her boyfriend, meeting his eyes for the first time since he started touching her. They kissed passionately, feeling that they were sharing something new and very special. Mojitos The next day, Emily ran into Monique in the backyard again. She was not wearing her bikini from the day before, much to the disappointment of the blonde woman. Still, she looked absolutely stunning in her green summer dress, which showed off a fair amount of cleavage. If she had seen or heard them the day before, she wasn't letting it show now. As always, she greeted Emily with a warm smile, giving the blonde girl a tingling sensation. Emily still felt nervous around Monique, but she now managed to control herself a bit better. They talked briefly about the book Monique was writing and she explained that she was trying to finish a chapter to send of to her editor today. Emily could relate to the deadlines, having recently finished writing her thesis. The two women shared their experiences on the subject, and concluded that while they were writing very different things, there were still many parallels between their works. Emily was delighted that Monique seemed to value her opinion and it felt reassuring she didn't come off as a stuttering fool this time. Monique soon had to excuse herself, saying that she had to get back to her writing if she were to finish it today. As her neighbor was about to leave, Emily suddenly built up the courage to ask her to come over for a drink later. "Oh, that would be lovely," Monique replied. "I'll make sure I get my work done as fast as I can. How about eight a clock?" "That's perfect!" Emily replied, making no effort to hide her excitement. When she got back inside, Tim asked her what she and Monique had been talking about. Emily tried acting casual, saying they discussed some of their work etc. "Oh, and by the way," she said, "I've invited Monique over for a drink tonight. Hope you don't mind." Clearly, he did not. Like two kids excited about Christmas, they started tidying up the place, clearly both eager to make a good impression on their guest. Emily then took the car to go get ingredients for mojitos. She knew she made them good and wanted to impress Monique. As the night approached, they both made an effort to look their best. They prepared much like they were about to go on a first date, and while they didn't say it out loud, there was a silent understanding that they were both trying to make a good impression on Monique. They hadn't really brought any fancy clothes, but Tim found an iron for his only button down shirt. Emily put on a tight skirt that showed off her smooth and slender legs. She also put on her most low cut top, giving her a nice cleavage. She wasn't at all trying to divert Tim's attention from Monique's chest. She just wanted to look her best, and while her tits where no way near the size of Monique's, she was still very proud of them. Maybe she could even make it hard for Monique to divert her eyes? Soon after eight a clock, they heard a knock on the door and they both ran to open it. Monique looked as sensual as she always did, still in her green summer dress: "I made it!" she stated with a smile on her face and went on to explain how she just had sent off the chapter to her editor. The couple invited her to sit down and Emily handed her a drink. "Thanks, I both need and deserve that," Monique said with a slight laugh. Monique pointed out that the drink was exceptionally good, which was obviously pleasing for Emily. She was even more pleased when Monique pointed out that Emily was looking very cute in her outfit. Unlike the way that Emily and Tim had been throwing guilty glances at Monique's body, their hostess slowly and confidently looked the blonde woman up and down. Her gaze lingered a moment at Emily's bra-less tits, making the blonde woman feel all warm inside. As she had on their trip over, Emily was wearing her hair in two plaits on her sides, and Monique even reached out and touched them as she complimented her. "I love these, they look great on you." "Thank you Monique. You look great too, as always," Emily said, knowing that she was blushing. Nevertheless, she made a mental note to wear her hair like this for the rest of the trip. As Emily collected herself, they made casual chit-chat about different things. As the topic drifted into more female oriented subjects, Tim remained silent and slowly sipped his drink. It wasn't just Emily who was getting nervous around Monique. He had always been attracted to powerful women. With Monique, it was clear that her curvy physique had an effect on him, but it wasn't just that. Something about her charismatic ways made her personality hard to resist. Looking into her deep brown eyes, he sometimes felt that she knew about the effect she was having on him. As they were talking, Monique started stretching her neck. When Emily asked her if she was OK, Monique explained that her neck was sore from staring at her laptop all day. Emily quickly jumped at the opportunity. "I can give you a neck massage if you want to." "Oh," Monique started, taken by surprise by the eager offer. "Yeah, sure. That would be very nice." She finished her drink and leaned back in her chair as Emily got behind her. Tim watched with excitement as his girlfriend started massaging the neck and shoulder of the dark-haired woman in front of him. "Ah, that's just lovely," Monique sighed and pushed the straps of her dress to the sides to give Emily better access to her shoulders. "You have such nice olive skin," Emily said, hoping she wouldn't sound to eager to compliment the woman. Monique smiled and leaned even further back in her chair and closed her eyes as she relaxed. She then moved on to put her feet up on the armrest of Tim's chair. He wasn't sure how to react, but he couldn't help to openly admire the tanned legs and the ever so feminine feet right next to him. He looked at his girlfriend, hoping she would indicate what he was expected to do. She smiled at him. "Tim is really good at foot massages, he used to help me unwind that way when I was busy with my studies. I'm sure he wouldn't mind giving you one." Monique didn't even open her eyes. Instead she just slowly moved her feet from the armrest onto Tim's lap. Without a word, he started rubbing her feet, feeling like it was the most natural thing in the world. He kept admiring her shapely legs as well, and from his position he could see far up her well toned thighs. He also noticed that one of the straps of Monique's dress had fallen off her shoulder completely, making an increasingly large part of her left tit expose. Looking at his girlfriend, he could tell she had also noticed this and they were sharing their hope that it would fall even further down. Monique's chest was heaving with her increasingly heavy breathing, and with every breath the dress seamed to fall a little lower. No one said a word for a long time. Meeting Monique "Thank you both," Monique eventually said. "That was absolute heaven." To the disappointment of the couple, she slowly stood up, and pulled the strap of her dress back up. "I've had a long day and between the drink and your soothing touches, I think I might fall asleep." Before leaving, she gently hugged each of them to thank them for their massage. Being pressed against the body of the curvy woman was absolutely magic. This made it a bit easier to handle the disappointment of her leaving, but it was nevertheless evident they wanted her to stay longer. "Hopefully I can see you again tomorrow," she said and gave them both a kiss on the cheek. Emily was still disappointed when Monique left. She wasn't sure though what she had expected to happen. They were really not a swingers couple. Yet, she couldn't deny that she was drawn to this woman, and she could tell her boyfriend was as well. Tim could sense her disappointment with Monique's departure and to cheer her up, he hugged her from behind and whispered into her ear. "We can see her tomorrow." She turned and started kissing him. Looking into his eyes, she said: "Can you lick me tonight?" Smiling, he nodded and followed her to the bed where she undressed and laid on the bed. She closed her eyes as Tim kissed his way up her smooth legs. As he reached her pussy, he noticed that she had trimmed her pussy hair even more then usual, leaving only very thin strip above it. As his tongue made contact with her bare lips, she started moaning loudly. She kept her eyes closed, and Tim figured she was probably imagining someone else between her legs. In fact though, he was only partly correct. She was mainly fantasizing about herself going down on Monique. She was thinking about kneeling in front of the curvy woman and worshiping her. She stuck her mouth up in the air, imagining Monique riding on it. A powerful orgasm soon rocked her body. As this subsided, she pulled Tim up for a deep kiss. "Your turn," she said with a wink as she pushed him on his back and kissed her way down his torso. She found his already erect cock, and before she took it in her mouth she silently whispered: "Think of something nice." Images of Monique's bouncing tits entered his mind. He imagined himself worshiping them, sucking on her nipples. Soon he filled Emily's mouth with his cum. After swallowing, she laid down next to him and they cuddled to sleep. Playing a game The next day they did run into Monique again, but not until the afternoon. Much to their disappointment, she announced that she had to go into town. She was dressed much more professional than they had seen her before, with a white blouse tucked into a black knee length skirt. The clothes hugged her curvy figure, making her look incredibly sexy, but also rather strict, especially since she wore her hair up. She also wore some black fairly high heel shoes, further accentuating the much less relaxed mode she was in. "I have a meeting with my publisher," she announced, obviously annoyed about the inconvenience of leaving. "I think it's going to be a late one, so I'm planing to stay in town over night." Emily looked obviously disappointed. She still didn't know exactly what she wanted to happen, but she knew she wanted to be close to Monique. Her disappointment wasn't lost on Monique, who gave her a soft, almost motherly smile before kissing her on the cheek before leaving. As they heard Monique's car drive off, Tim thought that while he was disappointed himself, it was clearly a bigger let down for Emily. Comfortingly, he hugged his girlfriend from behind and placed a kiss on her neck. "Perhaps we can have some fun just the two us?" he whispered. Emily turned to him and smiled, suddenly feeling silly about her sulky mood. She nodded and kissed him deeply on the lips. They decided to have a quiet night at home just the two of them. They were on holiday to relax after all. They opened up a bottle of wine and sat down on their lovely outdoor spot. After awhile, Emily however started feeling a bit restless and disappeared inside. When returning, she had a stack of games with her. Tim wasn't really in the mood for games, but decided it was best to let Emily have her will tonight. Emily was really into board games etc. and with her competitive streak it would probably cheer her up. Well, at least as long as she won. "You can decide which one to play," she said and continued mockingly. "The result will be the same anyway." Tim decided it was best to pick something that wouldn't last very long. He was hoping she would have enough after a few games and then they could move on to some more adult fun. The way his girlfriend had been acting with Monique had made him even more attracted to her. It was like she had exposed a new side of herself, something she had been hiding all these years. He felt it had made them even closer and he constantly felt an urge to undress her. "Let's play some Uno," he said and picked the card deck from the pile of games. "Ok, Uno it is," Emily replied as she finished her wine glass and then refilled. "If that's what you want to lose at tonight." Tim dealt the cards and because he wasn't really interested in the game, Emily was soon leading big. Her competitive side took over and she playfully taunted him so much that in the end he couldn't help actually putting up a fair fight. Much to to Emily's dismay, he even turned the game around and won. "You bastard!" she said, pouting her lower lip. Tim could tell that she was mainly joking, but he knew she hated losing. Feeling a bit daring, he decided to push it a little. "So, what is my price?" he said. "How about you show me your lovely tits?" "Ha! No way, we didn't agree on any penalties beforehand," Emily replied, obviously more upset about losing the game than the indecent proposal. "So you don't dare then?" Emily knew he was pushing her buttons, but still wasn't going to let him beat her at this game. She was wearing a tight singlet without a bra and she quickly pulled up her top to expose her tits, giving Tim a defiant look. "My turn to deal," she said as she pulled down the top. Tim thought the game had turned much more interesting now and this time he quickly won again. Emily was grinding her teeth. "Hmm..." Tim started. "I think this time, you have to show me your tits but also put on a show." Tim loved to watch her play with her own tits, so the proposed penalty was very much a price for him, but he also knew this would make her excited. She slowly pulled the top up again and while keeping her eyes locked onto him, she gently started caressing her chest. Her fingers soon fund her nipples. She put them between her thumbs and index fingers and pinched them softly. Her eyes gave away the fact that this was turning her on. "Next game," she said. She was horny now, but she damn well wasn't going to stop playing the game without winning. Tim took a big sip from his glass before dealing. Emily had obviously got the hang of the game now and won. She started laughing and clapping her hands as she was thinking about what she would make him do. "OK stud, time for you to strip down." "All the way?" Tim asked, sounding more worried about the task than he actually was. Monique had left for the evening and the garden was secluded enough that no one could see them. "Are you scared," Emily mocked. "OK, you can leave the underwear on, just so I have something to take later." Tim stripped down as Emily was laughing and trying to hum some stripper tune. She loved winning, and it was even sweeter when it allowed her to hand out penalties. "Deal," Tim said as he sat down and sipped his wine. He now wanted to get back at her and was eager to win. But it turned out Emily got the better cards and she quickly won the next hand as well. Laughing, she got up and made a little victory dance around Tim. After awhile, she however sat down and tried her best to look sincere, she said: "Tim, I think you've been a bad boy," she said, trying to suffocate a giggle. "Yesterday, I saw you looking at Monique's tits. We surely can't tolerate such behavior, can we? I think you need a spanking." She pushed back her chair, and patted her thighs, which were all exposed in her high cut shorts. Tim was shaking his head in disbelief, but he didn't dare to protest. Instead, he just walked over and leaned over his girlfriends lap. "I'm going to get you for this," he said between his teeth, but this received only a giggle from Emily. She started by patting him lightly on his underwear but soon decided that wasn't going to be enough so she pulled down them down a steady motion. She proceeded to caress his ass, before giving him a firm slap. She repeated this over and over, switching between gently stroking his ass and slapping it. Tim might have felt humiliated to assume the position over his girlfriends lap, but nevertheless he got extremely turned on by her dominant side and soon his hard cock was pushing into her thighs. He enjoyed it too much to stop her, but after a few minutes Emily pulled his underwear back up. "Time to lose again," she said as she handed him the cards. This time however Tim got the better cards and won the game. "I think you're a bit over dressed. Strip down, honey!" Emily quickly pulled her top over her head and then unzipped her shorts. With her back against Tim, she bent at the waist as she pulled them down, showing off her ass as she did. Wearing only a pair of turquoise string panties, she sat down and shuffled the cards. She was anxious to get back to the game and claim another victory. She did quickly gain the upper hand this time and much to her enjoyment, she won the game. "I think I want to see that nice cock of yours," she stated. Tim stood up and pulled his underwear down, just enough to expose his crotch. Thinking he had completed the task he was about to pull them back up, but Emily stopped him. "Not so fast big boy," she said, leaning back in her chair and sipping her wine. "You need to touch yourself for me. Close your eyes and stroke you cock for me." Tim did as he was told. Standing in front of his grinning girlfriend, he slowly started to touch himself. He was already worked up and soon his cock was hard, much to Emily's delight. She got up and walked around him, watching him stroking himself for her. She leaned in from behind him and whispered in his ear. "Did you think of Monique's tits last night when I was blowing you?" A week ago, such a question would have been unheard of. Now, it was evidently part of their foreplay. Tim nodded. "Yes. Yes I did." Images of Monique's moving chest came into his mind, making him even harder. He knew that if he kept at this, he would soon make himself come. He however wanted to do that inside his girlfriend, so he stopped himself. "Your turn to deal I believe," he said as he reluctantly pulled his underwear back up. This time he had better luck and decided it was payback time. "Show me your pussy." Emily got up from her seat, pulled her panties down to her knees. She remained standing like that, waiting for more instructions. She could tell Tim was taking in the view and proudly she spread her legs further to give him a better view. "Now, touch yourself." Emily did as she was told, letting her right hand find it's way to her pussy. She caressed her moist, naked lips and proceeded to let her middle finger slide up and down her slit. It soon found her clit, and she let out a gasp as she started rub a finger against it. "Did you think about Monique yesterday when I was licking you?" asked Tim, whispering softly into her ear like she had done to him earlier. "Yes," Emily said and immediately feeling a rush of excitement through her body as she admitted it. It had certainly been obvious that she was sexually attracted to this woman, but it was still very powerful to say it out loud. "Is this the first woman you've fantasized about?" Emily shook her head. "No!" She nearly shouted it as her fingers rubbed her clit even harder. Images of her previous objects ran through her head, but soon her mind went back to Monique. Never had the urge to be with a woman been so strong as with her. And now she had admitted her desires to her boyfriend, who was currently watching her masturbate to her fantasy. She felt that she was near orgasm, when suddenly Tim broke the spell. "My turn to deal, right?" he said. Panting, she looked at him with an expression that seemed to be a mixture of "how dare you stop me", "fuck me know" and "I'm gonna beat you in the next round." She leaned in and kissed him passionately before pulling her panties back up. She could feel his hard cock against her, so obviously he was excited by what she had admitted to. Tim won the next hand as well, and thought briefly about what the next penalty should be. He now just wanted to fuck her, but he knew she wouldn't agree to end the game with him winning the last hand. "I want to look at that cute ass of yours. I want you to show it off with a sexy walk around the garden." Emily got up and started walking, swaying her hips in an exaggerated fashion. She occasionally smacked her ass tauntingly at him and at one point she stopped to briefly moon him. She was laughing and acting silly, but still looked incredibly hot at the same time. She was all worked up and was thinking that next hand she won, she was going to order Tim to lie down so she could ride his cock. But as she turned around, she froze in her tracks. Looking up towards the main building, she could see Monique sitting on her patio, looking back straight at her. Emily had no idea what to do. Should she say hello? Should she cover up? In the end, she probably did the worst combination of the two, covering one boob with one hand and waving with the other as she slowly walked back towards Tim. She could see Monique waving back at her with raised eyebrows. "I can't believe you made me do that!" she said as she got back to Tim and was out of sight for Monique. "What?" "Monique is back! She's up by her side." "Shit, I'm sorry! I didn't know!" Multiple thoughts were running through Emily's head. She felt ashamed that she would have looked like a fool to Monique. She still felt she wanted Monique's approval, and this was surely not the way to get it. But she also had a feeling of excitement from Monique seeing her nearly naked. Emily had noticed that Monique had never diverted her eyes from her exposed body. Emily knew it was unfair, but she was also mad with Tim, blaming him for what had happened. In lack of better ideas, her competitive streak took over. She decided she had to get back at Tim. "Next game," she said. "What? Are you sure?" replied Tim. He was more thinking they should go and apologize to their hostess. "Damn sure. Is it your turn or mine to deal?" She didn't actually sound mad, just determined and Tim could tell his girlfriend wasn't going to change her mind, so he sat down and shuffled the cards. He played intentionally bad, hoping that she would have enough if she won the next hand. "I want you to show your cock to Monique," Emily said after quickly winning the game. "What?!" "I want you to go over to Monique and show her your cock." "You can't be serious. I can't do that." Emily wasn't changing her mind. She knew they were both fascinated and attracted to this woman, they had even admitted it openly. If she had made herself look foolish in front of Monique, then it was only fair that Tim did as well. "She might take offense," Tim pleaded. "Well," Emily started, realizing he had a point. "You can ask her first." "Come on Emily, don't you think it's going to be awkward staying here if I go up to our hostess and ask her if I can expose myself to her?" "I think it's already awkward after you made me expose my tits to her." "But it was accidentally, and you can't compare tits to cock." "Well, you don't have any tits, do you? So you have to show your cock instead. Tit for tat." Realizing that the expression fitted almost too perfectly in the situation, they both started laughing, thereby relieving the tension a bit. It was hard to remain serious but Tim looked his girlfriend in the eyes. "Do you really want me to do this?" "Yes. Yes I do." She giggled as she said it, but it was still clear that she wouldn't change her mind. Tim couldn't see any way out of this other than to go through with it. He thought that Monique would most likely ask them to leave, but that was probably a better option than going against his girlfriend at the moment. And what if she allowed him to go through with it? The idea was growing in his mind, making him admittedly excited about the prospect of exposing himself to her. Shaking his head in disbelief, he started to walk over to Monique, still just in his underwear. As he approached, Monique looked up from a book she was reading. She was still wearing the clothes from earlier, making the distinction between their choice of wardrobe even greater. He could see that she had unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse, but to his disappointment, it wasn't enough expose much of her tits. "Hello Tim, what can I do for you?" she said, smiling friendly, though somewhat more reserved than usual. Tim couldn't find the words to ask her. "My meeting got canceled last minute by the way," Monique continued when she didn't get a reply. "I probably should have let you know, but didn't want to impose." Tim thought that it was somewhat ironic that she didn't want to impose, given what he was about to ask permission for. "So, we're playing a game," he started. "I kind of figured", Monique replied. "Who's winning?" "Not me by the looks of it." "That's too bad. And what did you lose?" "Well... Emily decide that because I made her expose herself, I have to do the same thing." "Is that so?" Monique said and looked at least a bit intrigued. She put down the book. "So what do you have to expose?" Tim didn't say anything. Given he was only in his underwear, it was pretty obvious there wasn't many options. He raised his arms apologetically. "So you have to show me your cock?" Monique continued with a questioning look on her face Tim could feel her eyes piercing through him, and he suspected that she could tell that he was also excited about the idea of showing himself to her. "You could always just go back and tell her you did it anyway," Monique suggested. Tim looked over his shoulder and realized that Monique's patio wasn't visible from their own outdoor spot where Emily was waiting. Still, he shook his head. "Oh, she could tell straight away if I tried to lie. I wouldn't hear the end of it." "So, the only way out of this for you is that I let you show me your cock?" Tim shrugged his shoulders, trying but not succeeding to act like it was no big deal either way to him. "I guess so." "I don't think anyone should do anything they don't want to," Monique responded. She confidently leaned back in her chair with her hands behind her head. This pushed her chest out and Tim's eyes immediately dropped. "So..." she continued. "I guess the question is: Do you want to?" Looking back in her eyes, Tim felt week to his knees. Not only did he have to ask permission to expose himself to this woman, but now he also had to openly admit to her that he wanted it. As if hypnotized by her big, brown eyes, he nodded without looking away. "OK, well then it's a different story," she said and now gave him one of those warm smiles that made him melt. "Sure, I will allow you to expose yourself to me. But under one condition."