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Peggy At The Window

By: jack_straw



(Author's note: Literotica member Peggy46 has invited writers to create a story about her and her swinging sex life. If you don't like the idea of a 46-year-old wife and mother fucking other men and women during business trips, too bad.)

Dave Taylor was starting to get tired, and a headache was brewing.

It was a little past 9 o'clock on a Monday night, and he was beginning to get depressed at the prospects for the week ahead. The 31-year-old junior executive was facing a momentous deadline on a major report that had been dropped in his lap two months earlier, and upon which his future with the company rested.

The report was due to be presented to the company's stockholders at 10 a.m. Friday, which meant it had to be in his boss's hands at 8 o'clock that morning, and he was behind, way behind. Part of it was his own fault, he knew. It was the middle of a steamy Southern summer, a time when the blood ran a little slower, and he had procrastinated on it a little.

But he had also been held up by key information from another department that had finally been delivered the previous Friday, three weeks late. So he was going to have to stay at the office late every night through Thursday to get it finished on time.

Dave knew that if he failed to meet the deadline, he was through at this company, no matter how good his previous record had been, and up to that point it had been exemplary. The company's board of directors would not accept any excuse for the project not being completed and not being done well.

No, missing this deadline was not an option, so he had resigned himself to a week of 15-hour-plus days until it was finished.

Sighing, he pushed his chair away from his desk, stood up and walked to the window that dominated one end of his otherwise nondescript office. He needed to stretch after being in his chair too long.

His office was on the 17th floor of the company's 55-story skyscraper that sat smack in the middle of downtown in the large city where he worked. It was on the side of the building that faced the narrow side street, rather than the main boulevard that served as the building's prestigious address, and was directly across the street from the Hyatt Regency Hotel.

The other good thing about his office – the whole building actually – was that the windows in each office were huge, probably six feet wide and running from floor to ceiling. Even on this side of the building, where the sun rarely shone directly, it afforded the office enough sunlight to brighten what was otherwise a rather mundane workplace.

For Dave, the location and the size of the window had one other benefit, especially at night. It was easy to see across the street into the hotel rooms. He had seen many a hot-looking babe come to a window and pull the curtains closed, and the promise of more was always present.

Dave walked to the window and gazed across the street, then stopped dead still in puzzlement. Across the street, directly across from his office and one floor down, a set of curtains was open, and not just a little bit, either. They had been pulled back so that anyone who cared to look could see just about everything that was happening in the room as far as the other side of the king-sized bed.

Seconds later, he saw a woman moving around in the room, then she walked to the window and looked out, clearly searching for something. Dave was close enough to the woman that he could see her very clearly.

The woman appeared to be very nice looking, probably in her mid-40s, with thick auburn hair that was cut in bangs that swept to the right across her forehead, and fell past her shoulders in back. She was dressed in the white blouse and dark skirt that were part of the stylish business suit she had worn that day.

Suddenly, Dave realized that she was staring right at him. For a second, Dave figured that he'd seen all that he was going to see, and that maybe she would freak out and call the hotel management, which would call his company, and he would be reprimanded for peeking at hotel patrons.

So he was stunned when the woman smiled and winked at him, brought her hand to her mouth and appeared to blow him a kiss. Then her hand moved to her chest and she began to slowly unbutton the blouse...

Peggy Sanford had arrived at the Hyatt the previous afternoon prepared to spend a week in the city. She was an on-site claims representative for a large, nationally known insurance company, and she was in town to attend a week-long training seminar that was being held at the city's convention center, two blocks up the boulevard from the Hyatt.

It had a long flight that Sunday, and she'd had an early morning of it on Monday, so she had retired quite early the night before.

But she was clearly hoping to spend some time this week doing what she always did when she visited a strange town on business, and that was to seek new vistas in her quest for the ultimate orgasm. Her methods varied, but the end result was the same; she always got her hot pussy well fucked.

Sometimes, if she in a city she was familiar with, she would visit the sex clubs that she'd learned about or had been to before, and work her way from one sexual buffet to another, many of which could be awfully kinky.

Other times, she would seek out adult bookstores or video arcades, and spend time on her knees sucking cocks through glory holes.

More often, however, she simply cruised the upscale clubs and hotel bars for worthy men and/or women to bring back to her room for some sublime fucking.

At age 46, Peggy considered herself in the prime of her life, in every way. Her health was excellent, she was in great shape, because she worked out quite vigorously, she had a sunny outlook on life and had a thoroughly voracious appetite for sex, in every form.

In that regard, she was blessed to have a husband who not only allowed her the freedom to explore and expand her sexual horizons, but actively encouraged her to be as uninhibited as possible. 

When she traveled, Greg wanted her to go out and seek exciting new experiences, then come home and tell him all about it. And at home, they were part of a tightly-knit swingers group that frequently swapped wives, husbands and lovers, and which met two or three times a year for some positively outrageous orgies.

Peggy and Greg were off-the-charts hedonists, and they believed that had been one of the secrets to the success of their marriage, which spanned 17 years.

Peggy had always been a free spirit, a green-eyed beauty who had dazzled the boys at her small-town high school in the Midwest. But when she graduated, she was ready to break free of her suffocating existence.

She had graduated as one of the top students in her high school, but she had been burned out on school by the time she got to college. She gave the university two years, but spent more time partying and fucking than studying, and lost her scholarship.

At age 20, and at loose ends, Peggy made a fateful decision. She wanted to see the world, and the best way to do that without joining the military was to become a flight attendant. She quickly landed a job with United Airlines, and spent the next nine years flying the friendly skies all over the world. 

Being a pretty, single girl with a huge curiosity about sex and a deep well of carnality, her job afforded her the perfect opportunity to learn everything she needed to know about sex. As a result, there was very little that she wasn't willing to try at least once. 

Over the years, she had been tied up by more than one masterful bondage artist and sent soaring into the stratosphere of lust. She had made love with more women than she could count. She had had threesomes, foursomes and moresomes of every kind. She and Greg had once fucked on a stage in front a roomful of people at a European sex club. She had had sex in a public park in broad daylight. She had joined the mile-high club within the first year of her employment at the airline. She had even let herself be laid on a table for a seemingly endless parade of men to cover her body completely with cum.

Her retirement from United, not long after she married Greg, had only slightly modified her sexual lifestyle. Not even having three children in rapid succession had completely stopped Peggy from acting out some of her deepest desires.

Of course, Peggy was devoted to her kids – two sons, aged 15 and 12, and a 14-year-old daughter – and she was the quintessential soccer mom, but she was a soccer mom with a nasty streak a mile wide.

So when she finished her day's work at the seminar that Monday, she went to the hotel's health club for her daily workout, had a leisurely dinner at the hotel's restaurant, then hit the bar to see what sort of action she could find.

What Peggy found was that the hotel bar was not the place to pick up good prospects, at least not that night. The hotel was overrun with insurance adjusters just like her, and most of the guys who hit on her just didn't light her fire.

Finally, a little after 8:30, she gave up on the bar and went upstairs. She had a trusty vibrator that she never traveled without, and a book of sexy stories. She'd take care of her own needs and broaden her search on Tuesday.

The first thing she noticed when she opened the curtains in her room and tied them back so that the whole window was visible – which she always did, wherever she went – was the lone light blazing from the massive office building directly across the street from her room.

At first, she just figured that someone had forgotten to turn off the light when they left work earlier. But then she noticed activity in the office, and she caught sight of a man, a nice-looking, youngish man who appeared to be some kind of low-end executive, working late.

She watched as he stood at the full-length window looking out. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head and slow smile creased her face. As was the case with Dave's office, the windows in the hotel were large and deep, with no air conditioning unit to block someone from standing right up against the window.

Peggy stood right in the window, close, and caught the man's eye, then blew him a kiss. He seemed startled at that, then his face registered shock as Peggy slowly unbuttoned all of the buttons on her blouse, pulled it off and tossed it aside. Next, she reached back, unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She had his undivided attention now.

Smiling, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting her perfectly formed breasts fall free. Peggy was slightly smaller than average, about 5-foot-3, 105 pounds, with a pair of firm 36Cs that still sat up high and proud on her chest. 

After playing with her tits for just a second or two, she lifted one leg and slid her thigh-high stockings off, then did the same with the other leg. Finally, she hooked two fingers in the waistband of her panties and slid them off her butt and down her legs.

Dave just stood there gaping as this mature beauty stripped naked for him, and he reached down to squeeze his swelling cock through his slacks. And, yes, he made damn sure the woman saw him do it. He figured that if she didn't mind showing him her charms, he didn't showing her his appreciation.

Peggy swept her hands down her body, stopping to cup her breasts and lightly pinch her nipples, before moving her hands down over her hips, down her legs, then up the insides of her thighs.

Her pussy was gushing with desire as she ran both hands through the forest of thick, dark hair that framed her pubic area. She let her middle finger slide gently between her prominent labia, which sat like pearly gates at the entrance to her wet, pink fuckhole.

Peggy gasped sharply as her finger brushed her clit, and she spent several seconds rolling it around before sliding back and pushing the finger into her cunt. She groaned as she fucked herself with the stiff digit, and brought her other hand to bear on her clit.

Dave was goggle-eyed and his cock was raging in his slacks. He was sorely tempted to whip it out and return the favor, but he wasn't sure who, if anyone, might be roaming his floor in spite of the late hour. He sure didn't want to be caught in his office with his dick out at any time, but especially not showing it to the world through his window.

But his hand was steadily kneading the throbbing ridge that snaked down the inside of his slacks as he stared across the street at Peggy's lewd performance. She always got a major feeling of arousal from showing off her body to strangers, and this time was no different. 

Exhibitionism had been the first major sexual fetish she had enjoyed as a teenager, even before she'd ever been fucked. She loved being naked, and when she couldn't be naked, she loved the idea of trying to expose as much of her splendid body without being overt about it.

She had found a place in the country outside her little hometown, a wooded area where she often went. She'd take off her clothes and revel in the feeling of being nude under the warm sun and gentle breeze, then lie back on the soft grass and masturbate.

Eventually, when it came time to lose her virginity, that's where she went with her first serious boyfriend. 

The thoughts of her early sexual experiences raced through her mind as she worked her fingers at her juicy pussy, feeling the tingles of her orgasm beginning to swell. Looking around, she spied a chair, which she quickly moved over to where she could prop one foot up and really expose herself to this handsome stranger's gaze.

Faster and harder, Peggy worked two fingers briskly in her cunt, while two fingers of her other hand were twirling her clit around like a spinning wheel. Dave just stared in disbelief as Peggy opened her mouth in an apparent gasping squeal, and her body started to shake.

With a trembling quake, Peggy tumbled over the edge in a terrific climax, her hands covered with the fruits of her orgasm. Smiling weakly, she lifted one hand to her mouth and licked her fingers clean. Then she waved at the man across the street and turned away from the window.

Dave was transfixed at the spot. He looked down at his pants, and he was astounded to see a large wet spot right where the tip of his throbbing cock was. He had gotten so turned on that his pre-cum had soaked through his boxer shorts and his slacks.

He kept watching the room for several minutes, and saw the woman appear one final time, but it was only to pull the covers on the bed down, crawl in and turn off the lamp. The show was over.

Dave turned away from the window and sat down hard on his chair. He just stared at his computer terminal for a long minute, then said out loud, "to hell with this." After Peggy's erotic display, he knew he wasn't going to get any more work done on this night.

He picked up the telephone, punched in 10 numbers and waited for his wife to pick up.

"Hello?" Crystal Taylor answered.

"Hey, babe," Dave said. "I was hoping you were still up."

"Of course, I'm up," Crystal said, her mood suddenly brighter. "I knew you'd probably need some tender loving care after such a long, hard day. But I am getting a little tired."

"Oh, baby, you don't know the half of it," Dave said excitedly. "Wait until I tell you what I just saw. You'd better be ready, because Dave's got something for you."

"Oooooooh!" Crystal cooed. "Is it big and hard?"

"Throbbing, and soaking wet at the tip," Dave said. He loved this kind of banter with his sexy wife.

"Mmmmm!" Crystal said. "I can't wait. What do you want me to wear? Nothing?"

"Well, that would be nice," Dave answered. "Or maybe that purple thing you bought in San Francisco. You know, the little see-through deal? I really don't care. Surprise me. Oh, and I am leaving the office in five minutes. You won't believe what happened to me just now, and I can't wait to tell you about it. I guarantee you'll get a charge out of it. See you in a few. I love you."

"Love you, too," Crystal said. "I'll be waiting."

Crystal hung up the phone and thought for a second, then decided the little purple number would indeed be perfect for the evening. She loved to dress up in sexy lingerie for her sexy husband, and this was a waist-length transparent teddy complete with a matching pair of thong panties.

She and Dave had met at a social function five years earlier, and the sparks between them had been apparent from the very beginning. After a year of dating, they had married, and it had been four years of wedded bliss.

Dave had always been quite popular with the ladies, because he was good-looking and nicely built - a shade under six feet tall and trim. He was also very smart, with an upbeat personality and a great sense of humor. And it didn't hurt at all that he had a nice, fat 7-inch dick that he knew how to use.

After slipping on her little outfit, Crystal looked herself over, and she felt herself getting wet between her legs. It wasn't that she was that vain, exactly, but she knew that when she got dressed up in such a way that she was in for some serious fucking.

Of course, she would have had good reason for a narcissistic streak, because she was a woman who turned heads everywhere she went. She was a little smaller than average, about 5-foot-5, with a body that measured 34C-23-32 and tapered down to a sleek pair of legs.

She had long sandy-blonde hair, eyes that could fairly be called bedroom eyes and the most sensual lips a woman could possibly have. Crystal had the kind of looks and the kind of body that could make a person's head spin.

And Crystal had never been shy about showing off that body. She had put herself through college working as a stripper for an upscale club. She made enough money for the three years she worked there to pay for her schooling, live in a nice apartment and save back a sufficient amount to live on after graduation while she pursued a position in her chosen field of banking and finance.

She was currently working for a nationally known investment company and was doing quite well. She had been forthright about her job while she was in college, because she didn't feel at all ashamed of it, and she believed that honesty had served her well in landing her position.

As she lay back on the bed in their townhouse, Crystal wondered idly what had happened to Dave at the office that had caused him such excitement. She was a little surprised at his mood, since it came at the end of what she knew had been a tough day at the beginning of what promised to be a difficult week.

A smile played across her face as she realized that it had to have something to do with the hotel. She had been to Dave's office, she had seen how close his building was to the Hyatt, and she had seen how easily one might see into a room if things were set up just right.

Dave forced himself to keep his excitement level down as he made the drive home. Even though traffic could be monstrous on the city's freeways heading into and out of downtown, he preferred driving to work in the summer because of the solitude and the often-spotty air conditioning on the city's train system.

At this time of night, it was only a half-hour from downtown to his home, and as he drove, he thought about what he'd seen earlier. The woman was obviously a serious exhibitionist, because she had deliberately pulled the curtains all the way away from the window, and she had purposefully stood right in that window and put on a show just for him.

Crystal was waiting for him when he got home, and they didn't hesitate. His eyes swept over his wife's lush body, and he pulled her to him. They kissed in a smoldering passion, their tongues dueling. Dave managed to pull off his shoes and socks, and Crystal did the rest.

In no time, they were lying in bed, Dave naked, and Crystal clad only in her negligee. She was slowly stroking his throbbing-hard cock, while he worked two fingers slowly in and out of her steaming, well-trimmed pussy.


Peggy At The Window



Dave's eyes sparkled as he told his wife about the auburn-haired beauty that had performed for him earlier. As she listened, Crystal could feel her arousal soaring through the roof.

"Mmmmmmm, I'd LOVE to see that," Crystal purred as she swirled Dave's flowing pre-cum around the head of his cock. "Oh, baby, wouldn't you love to watch us together, watch me get her on the bed and lick her hot pussy until she comes all over my face? Wouldn't you like to fuck her while she tongues my clit and rims my ass?"

Crystal had absolutely no interest in sex with any man besides her husband, but women were a different story. She had been introduced to the pleasures of lesbian sex in college, by one of her fellow dancers at work, and it had become one of her favorite sexual outlets.

The club had a strict policy that forbade customers from having any contact with the girls, and the management strongly discouraged the girls from dating the customers when they weren't working. But there was nothing that said the girls themselves couldn't see each other, and a lot of them did.

Crystal had come to love sex with a woman, and considered herself very bisexual. When she had met Dave, she had told him up front that she didn't think she could stay away from the occasional lesbian encounter, so they had reached a compromise that kept both of them very happy.

Dave had agreed to let Crystal have sex with a woman whenever she could, as long as he was invited to participate.

That had actually proven to be a little more difficult than she'd first thought it would be. Not from her end, of course, but while she came across plenty of women who were interested in having sex with her, there weren't a lot of lesbians who were interested in having a man join them.

Still, they had enjoyed some hot times in tandem with another woman, and it had the added bonus of satisfying whatever urge Dave might have for seeking out other women.

Crystal softly stroked Dave's rampant cock as she continued on about what they would like to do with the hot redhead from the hotel. About the time she started talking about eating his cum from the woman's cunt, he couldn't take any more.

He rolled his wife onto her back, peeled the soaking-wet panties off and spread her legs wide. Crystal grabbed Dave's dong, aimed it at her opening, and Dave did the rest, thrusting forward hard to bury his cock in her hot depths.

They groaned lustfully as they felt the wet friction of sex, his cock churning hard and fast in her clenching pussy. He leaned forward, onto Crystal's chest and felt a sizzle run through his body at the feeling of the sheer satiny material that slithered between their bodies as they kissed again, wantonly.

Their tongues were like swordsmen as they jousted inside each other's hungry mouth, and their bodies were completely in sync as they gave themselves over to each other's pleasure.

Dave closed his eyes and let the memory of the redheaded vision fill his mind. He could see her underneath him, her body straining at his, building up to an explosive climax.

Harder, harder, harder, Dave fucked his wife with reckless abandon, and Crystal was right there with him, her orgasm coming to a rapid and violent head as they hurtled toward the finish.

Dave was gritting his teeth trying to hold back the explosion of cum that was beginning to boil over in his balls, but it was getting tougher to do the longer he spent in Crystal's buttery cunt.

Gasps and cries of ecstasy filled the bedroom as they hit the firing strokes, until Dave finally grunted hard and thrust forward as hard as he could. At the same moment, Crystal's mouth gaped open wordlessly as her orgasm blew through her body.

Seconds later, Dave gave a desperate gasp and spewed a ferocious rocket load of molten cum deep in his wife's spastic cunt. They clutched and grabbed at each other, as if they were trying to hold on for dear life in a hurricane.

At long last, the intensity diminished as they felt their bodies relax in the warm glow of satisfaction. Dave's cock finally wilted enough that it oozed out of Crystal's open pussy, followed by a river of his creamy cum.

As they lay together in a sweaty afterglow, Crystal looked over at her husband with a tired smile.

"Do you think she'll be there tomorrow?" she asked.

"Nah, I doubt it," Dave answered. "Something like that's a once-in-a-blue moon deal. I couldn't be that lucky, especially not this week."

"Well, if she is, maybe you can do something to repay her for her performance," Crystal said, jacking his flaccid cock suggestively.

Dave just laughed as he reached over to turn out the bedside lamp, then snuggled against his wife as they dropped into a satiated slumber.

The next day, when he arrived in his office, Dave noticed the curtains in the woman's room had been closed, so he figured that he'd gotten his one night of fun, and that was it.

Still, he walked across the street to the Hyatt for lunch, as he did most days. The restaurant there had a very good, reasonably priced lunch buffet, and he figured he'd ask around and see what was going on.

There he learned about the insurance seminar, which had attracted claims reps from all over the region and even from some far-flung parts of the country. They had practically taken over the hotel, and it was solidly booked for the rest of the week.

This news sent Dave's heart racing as he contemplated a repeat of the previous night's show, because this time he wasn't going to be as shy in his response. He could feel his cock tingling at the idea.

Around 6 o'clock, he took a break from his work to scout around on his floor to see if anyone was staying late. One woman was still in her office, but she was in the process of wrapping up her work for the day. Dave stopped and chatted for a minute then moved on.

When he returned to his office, he carefully locked the door, and sat down to resume his work. As darkness began to fall, Dave looked back across the street, and his heart sank. The room was still dark and the curtains appeared to be tightly closed. An hour passed, then two, and nothing changed.

Dave was getting a lot done that day, though, and that was making the night worthwhile. Still, he was disappointed that the woman was gone, but he'd figured it was a long shot at best anyway. Oh well, he thought, he'd just go home and fuck Crystal again, and that wasn't a bad consolation prize at all.

He plunged himself into his work, trying to get to a good stopping point, and it was about 11:30 when he finally reached that point. He rubbed his eyes, then swiveled his chair around, looked across the street and his heart nearly leaped out of his throat.

The light was on in the room across the street, the curtain was pulled back all the way, as it had been the night before, and the same auburn-haired woman was in the room. Only this time, she wasn't alone.

Dave's cock jerked in his slacks as he saw the woman on her knees, sucking a fairly nice-sized cock that belonged to man who appeared to be in his mid-30s. She was making a show of it, though, because she had him standing right by the window as she vacuumed his cock into her sexy mouth.

Peggy had decided to take her dinner that night at a nice chain restaurant that sat on a corner about three blocks in the other direction from the hotel as the convention center. It was one of those themed bar-and-grills, and she'd eaten a nice meal, then gone to the bar for a few drinks to see what she could stir up.

Of course, all of the usual barfly types tried to hit on her, and she just politely told them she wasn't interested. It was close to 9:30, and she was just about to call it a night. She wasn't a real big drinker, she was starting to feel pretty lit, and she was not relishing the idea of a three-block walk back to her hotel alone in any kind of drunken state.

But then Brandon Strong walked in, and she forgot about everything else. She could tell just from watching him enter the bar that he was just her type – low-key, but self-assured; not necessarily a hunk, but nice-looking.

As luck would have it, the only seat available at the bar was right next to Peggy, and she looked right at him and willed him to come sit next to her, which he did.

"You weren't holding that for anyone, were you?" Brandon asked in a soft Southern accent. 

"Just for you," Peggy replied with a grin.

Her eyes swept up and down the man, and she liked what she saw. Brandon wasn't terribly tall, probably 5-foot-10, and he was slender. He wasn't movie star handsome, but he was cute, with longish brown hair and rimless glasses. He was dressed casually, in a polo shirt and khakis, with topsiders.

Peggy could feel her pussy getting wet, just at the thought of what she was going to do with him.

Brandon was a 35-year-old reporter for the big daily newspaper whose office was a block down the street. He'd moved to the city a few months before, looking for a new challenge and a new life after a bitter divorce in his previous stop.

He immediately warmed to the pretty redhead sitting next to him, and it wasn't any time at all before their hands were all over each other. By a quarter to 11, they had left the bar and walked back to her hotel room.

As soon as they closed the door, they kissed hungrily, ravenously. Peggy was aching to get fucked, but first she had business to attend to. She broke the embrace, walked to the window, pulled the curtain open all the way, and then tied it off, all just as she had the previous night.

The moment she got the curtain open, she felt a thrill run through her body, as she saw the light burning in the same office across the street that had been there the night before. 

She could also see that the same young man was once again working late, and from her vantage point, she could tell that he was into whatever he was doing, because he stayed right at his desk and concentrated on his computer monitor.

Brandon came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around Peggy's chest, filling his hands with her perfect breasts. He was too captivated by Peggy's sexy charms to notice anything but her, which was exactly how she had figured. He nuzzled the back of her neck and licked his way up to her ear, sending shivers of lust up her spine.

Peggy turned and they lost themselves in a hot embrace. They were right in the window, right where she wanted as she began to pull Brandon's clothes off, and he began to strip her.

Brandon whistled in appreciation when he got a look at Peggy naked, the firm tits, the flat stomach, the shapely legs, and, most of all, the moist hole that was framed by her thick patch of brown hair. He slid a finger down between her legs and elicited a moan of pleasure from Peggy's lips.

She was on fire with lust, and she hefted Brandon's rock-hard dick, which was a nice one of about 6½ inches or so. Just right, in her estimation. She slid to her knees and engulfed his cock in her hot mouth, licking the underside as she drew him all the way into her throat.

Brandon just looked up at the ceiling as he fought the urge to just cram his cock as hard and as fast as he could down her throat.

Peggy managed to steal a glance to her right as she worked her mouth back and forth on Brandon's cock, looking out the window across the street. She felt a jolt of lust course through her body, for her young man was standing at the window, and this time he wasn't just watching.

As Dave watched, the woman across the street slid her lover's cock from her mouth and worked it between her lips, slashing her tongue all around the shaft before plunging it back into her mouth.

His cock was a raging beast in his pants and he couldn't help himself. He unzipped the fly and fished it out through the hole in his boxer shorts. It was hard as nails and throbbing, an angry purple color that told him he was as aroused as he could possibly be.

Dave quickly settled into a slow steady rhythm as he jacked his cock in his left hand. He used his thumb to smear the pre-cum over the crown and down his shaft to give himself some lubricant. It wasn't great, but it was all he had, and he made a mental note to bring some jelly with him the next day.

Brandon was getting close to his breaking point, and as much as he might have wanted to spew a hard cumload down this beauty's throat, he didn't want to waste the chance to get his first fuck in several months. He gently pried Peggy's mouth off his cock, pulled her up and they kissed again, with a hard passion.

He took just a second to give her nipples a quick lick and suck, and they quickly turned a blushing pink from the stimulation. Peggy groaned in incipient lust as she pressed Brandon's head to her breasts. She loved having her tits sucked about as much as she loved anything, and it always put her on the fast lane to a huge climax.

But Brandon didn't linger. He gently pushed Peggy back on the bed and she lay back in anticipation. She opened her legs in a lewd pose, and stared past Brandon at the man watching from across the street, his fist pumping his cock as he watched. She knew he had a clear, up-close view of what she was about to do, and it sent her arousal soaring.

Dave's cock twitched in his hand as he gazed at the redhead's furry cunt, open and delicious, waiting on her lover to fill it with his meat. He gritted his teeth and willed himself to stem the hot tidal wave of cum that was sitting on the edge of explosion.

He watched as the man knelt between the woman's legs, aimed his cock at her open hole and rammed his way in.

In seconds, Brandon was happily fucking one of the juiciest, most skilled pussies he'd had in a long time, since before his marriage. He hooked Peggy's knees in his elbows and lifted her legs over her head so he could really fuck her hard, as she was pleading with him to do.

Peggy could feel the crackles of pleasure racing through her body as she worked her hips up and down and all around Brandon's churning cock. The fact that she knew she was being watched just heightened her lust, and even as the thought passed through her mind, her body tensed and she cried out sharply from a powerful orgasm.

Brandon knew that he wasn't going to last long. It had been far too long since he'd had a woman, and Peggy was a lot more woman than he'd had in quite some time.

Peggy could feel the waves of her climax peaking, but she could feel another one on the horizon, and she knew what she wanted, knew what would make her friend across the street come in buckets.

"When you come, come on my face!" she cried.

Brandon was more than willing to oblige. As he felt the rusty tingle in his scrotum, he wrenched his cock from Peggy's gaping cunt and stood up on his knees, while Peggy sat up quickly. As Peggy stared at his trembling cock, Brandon jacked it furiously a half-dozen times and cut loose with a truly prodigious explosion of cum.

Peggy squealed in absolute amazement as Brandon's first shot sailed over her left shoulder and splattered on the headboard behind her, and the rest cascaded all over her face and in her hair. After the initial outburst, she grabbed Brandon's cock and milked the last few shots onto her tongue, swallowing his sperm until his balls were completely empty.

As she did, she strummed her clit like a flamenco guitarist and quickly shuddered as her second climax roared through her.

Dave's mouth was open in disbelief as he watched the erotic display from across the street, and he watched the woman push her lover back just enough so that he could see her cum-covered face. 

That did it. Dave grunted hard, then gasped as he shot his own hard load of cum all over the window in front of him. He watched in satisfied lust as the big pearly globs of cum slowly slid down the glass, leaving a slimy trail behind.

His knees were suddenly very weak, and he had to sit down. But he was smiling broadly. He had a feeling this week was going to turn out far better than he could have ever imagined. 

With a contented sigh, he stuffed his dick back in his pants, shut off his computer and prepared to head for home, but not before taking some tissues and cleaning up the mess he'd made on his window. He could hear the janitorial crew down the hall, so he knew it was time to leave.

Peggy idly cleaned cum from her face as she and Brandon lay on the bed in post-orgasmic glow. She was suddenly quite tired, and she could see that her friend across the street had turned off his light and was gone.

With a kiss and a vague promise to perhaps meet again later in the week, she helped Brandon get dressed and sent him on his way. As she shut the door, however, she knew that wasn't going to happen. She had a feeling that things were about to get hot between her and her friend across the street, and she wanted to devote her energy the rest of the week in his direction.

The next day on his way to work, Dave stopped at an ATM and got several hundred dollars in cash. After talking with Crystal that morning, he had decided he was going to try to meet this mysterious redhead who was clearly making a delightful game out of exposing herself to him. He had also packed a hand towel and some lubricant jelly in his briefcase, to have if he needed.

At lunch, instead of going straight to the restaurant, he took the elevator to the 16th floor. He tried to figure out about which room would be the one that faced directly across from his office, figuring that was the room where the woman was staying. He was guessing that she was in town for the insurance seminar, and thus would be there all week.

As he slowly walked the hall on the floor, he finally decided that she was in either 1678 or 1680. Luckily, he saw just what he was looking for down the hall. A maid's cart was parked in front of a room several doors down, so he went up to the room and knocked on the open door.

The maid was a slender black woman in her mid-20s, someone he knew wouldn't turn down a little cash in exchange for some information. It cost him $150, but he learned that Room 1678 was unoccupied, but that a woman who had been there all week was holding 1680.

"Is she a redhead, about 40?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, and nice looking, too," the maid said.

Dave whistled as he went down to have lunch. This was going much better than he could have ever hoped it would.

Peggy was a little tired and wrung out from the previous night, so she avoided alcohol at dinner that evening, and skipped her workout, returning to the hotel just a little before dusk. Just to make sure, she walked to the corner, looked up, and, sure enough, the same light was blazing.

She idly wondered if this fellow worked like that all the time or whether he was just killing time waiting for her. Regardless, she felt a stirring in her groin at the thought of what she might get up to that night.

Dave had really put his nose to the grindstone that day, trying to get as much done as possible. He was at the point where he had to work in tandem with some others in the department, to get a particular phase of the report finished, and he was worried that some of his co-workers might decide to stay late and help him. 

A few did, but they were gone by 8 o'clock. Dave carefully made the rounds on the floor, and once again found himself alone. His stomach was doing cartwheels as he carefully locked his office door and sat back down to his desk. He slipped off his loafers and removed his socks. 

It was right at nightfall when he looked over at the hotel and his stomach did a flip. The light was on and the curtain was wide open, exposing the room to his view. But the woman was not in sight, and this puzzled him.

Peggy decided to pamper herself for this night's activity. She drew a bath and poured a liberal amount of bath oil into the water. She could feel a gnawing ache in her pussy from anticipation. She had called Greg earlier that evening and told him what she'd been up to, and he had encouraged her to be as nasty as she could, to make it an experience to remember.




Peggy At The Window



After relaxing in the bath until the water started to cool, she had toweled off, then slipped on a long satin robe. It was an ivory color and clung to her curves like a second skin. She walked over to the window, looked across the street and a huge smile broke out on her face. He was there again!

Dave was standing at the window, squeezing his cock through his khakis as he watched the woman. They stared across the street for several seconds then Dave picked up his cell phone. He punched in 10 numbers and waited for an answer. This was the moment of truth.

"Downtown Hyatt Regency," the desk clerk said. "How may I direct your call?"

"Room 1680, please," Dave stood nervously as he heard the connection being made, then he grinned broadly as the woman in the window turned sharply, walked over to the bedside table and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" Peggy answered.

"You looked like you had fun last night," Dave said with more smoothness than he felt. "Was it as much fun for you as it was for me?"

"Why, yes, yes I did," Peggy said. "You've been watching me, haven't you."

"It's hard not to when you leave the curtains open like that," Dave said. "You are very, very sexy, and I have really enjoyed the show."

"Thank you," Peggy said.

They introduced themselves and chatted about why they were where they were at that moment.

"I have to say; you've made this project go a lot smoother than I could have ever expected," Dave said. "Not to mention the fact that the other night, your little show helped me with one of the best fucks I've had with my wife in a long time."

"You told her what you saw?" Peggy said, her pussy really starting to cream.

"Oh, absolutely," Dave said. "We don't keep any secrets from each other. She likes to watch, and she loves to play with women. She wants to meet you."

"What makes you think that I'm bi?" Peggy asked, with a bemused tone.

"Just a guess," Dave said. "We figured that a woman who goes out of her way to put on the kind of show you put on is liberated enough to appreciate sex with another woman, to enjoy a hot threesome with a man and a woman."

Dave's cock was threatening to burst through his pants as he watched Peggy sitting on the bed softly stroking a nipple through her satin robe.

"But what about tonight?" Peggy purred. "Are you daring enough to show me what you've got? I saw you with your cock out last night. It's nice, and I'd love to see more of you."

"That's kind of what I had planned," Dave said.

"OK, look, give me about two minutes, then call me back on this number," Peggy said, and she gave Dave her cell number. "This damned phone won't quite reach the window, and I really have something I want to show you."

"All right, two minutes," Dave said, breaking the connection.

He took the time to open his briefcase and pull out the supplies he'd brought with him and set them on the desk next to him, then he rolled his chair right up to the window. He smiled broadly when he noticed that Peggy had done the same thing. 

But they were still standing at the point when he dialed Peggy's cell. Once they made their connection, they each fit themselves with a hands-free device so they could talk and use their hands on themselves.

"Now, what did you say you wanted?" Peggy asked in a smoky voice.

With that, Peggy untied the sash around her robe and let the sides fall open, exposing her front to Dave's horny gaze. Dave responded by unbuttoning and discarding his shirt. Peggy followed suit by shrugging her shoulders and letting the robe fall to the floor.

"Tell me what you want, Dave," Peggy said softly. "Tell me what you want to do to me."

"I want to take those beautiful nipples in my mouth and suck them," Dave said, and Peggy twirled her nipples in response. "I want to run a hand between your legs, to feel your pussy. Are you wet, Peggy? Are you hot?"

"Mmmmmmm, very," Peggy said. "You know what I want? I want you to take off your pants; I want to see you naked. Do you dare to get naked, right here, where anyone could see?"

Dave knew he was taking a big chance, but all the other rooms on this side of the hotel were either dark or tightly curtained. As far as he was concerned, he and Peggy were the only two people on the planet. 

He quickly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his slacks and let them drop to the floor. Next, his boxers went, and he felt a sizzling thrill run through him as he stood naked in the window, exposed to the world, but especially to this hot, adventurous woman right across the street.

Dave's hand softly caressed his rampant cock as he and Peggy stared at each other.

"Oh my, you do have a nice cock, nice and fat," Peggy purred, as she slid a finger between her labia and felt the hot fluid inside. "Turn to your side so I can get a profile look."

Dave did as he was told, and Peggy just hummed in approval.

"I'll bet you can fill all of my hot spots with that dick, can't you, Dave," Peggy said.

"And I'll bet you'd love for me to fuck you hard and make you come, right?" Dave answered. "I want to get you on your back and fuck you while Crystal sits on your face and you eat her pussy until she comes. Think you'd like that?"

Dave was getting hotter and hotter as he stood in the window, and he was ready to kick things up a notch. He sat back down in his chair, his legs spread wide so that Peggy could see his big, throbbing cock and his fat, cum-filled balls. He flipped open the top on the lubricant, squeezed out a generous strip and slathered his cock with the clear, slippery jelly.

Peggy followed suit, sitting back on her chair, draping her legs over the arms. She picked up her vibrator off the bed and gently ran the head over her clit, and felt her climax beginning to come to a boil. The feelings mounted when she slid the smooth buzzing metal into her cunt and began to fuck herself rhythmically with it.

Dave was working his cock slowly, but steadily, holding back his cum with effort as he watched Peggy work herself into a sexual frenzy in her chair. Their sexy patter continued undiminished throughout.

"I want to eat your cum out of Crystal's pussy," Peggy panted as she began to feel the shimmy of her orgasm mounting in her groin. 

But she wasn't quite ready to come, so she backed off a little. She had a definite place she wanted to get before she climaxed.

"Oh, and… I want to watch you two... in a 69, feeding on each other's cunts," Dave panted as he felt the tingle in his scrotum. 

He, too, wasn't quite ready, so he squeezed his cock tightly to suppress the mounting orgasm. But he wasn't ready for Peggy's next move.

"Would you like to... fuck my ass, Dave?" Peggy said in a strained voice. "Are your balls full of cum for me? Full of cum to fill my ass?"

With that, Peggy pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and pressed it to her anus. At first, she just buzzed it around the opening, while working her cunt with her hand. Slowly, she worked her asshole open, until, suddenly she pushed the vibrator inside her ass and began to fuck herself hard with it.

There was no more coherent conversation between these two now, just animal sounds of lust as Dave worked his cock harder and faster, and Peggy fucked her ass with utter abandon while her other hand flew over her gushing cunt, her fingers plunging in her steamy pie and rolling her throbbing clit.

"C-c-c-c-c-ummmmm for meeeeeeeee, Dave!" Peggy cried out as her orgasm washed over her. "Shooooooot iiiiiiit!"

She writhed and shuddered as she stared across the street where Dave was furiously fisting his red, swollen dick. As she arched her back and screamed in profound release from her climax, Dave felt the electric sizzle in that place right under his balls, right in front of his ass, as his cum boiled over.

"Ahhhhhhrrrrragh!" he cried as a fountain of cum spewed out of the end of his dick. The first shot flew three feet in the air and splattered on his shoulder, and the rest covered his chest in shiny, milky-white cum. For long seconds, he squeezed out hard balls of semen from his angry red cock.

Finally, they could see each other slump back in their chair as their climax was spent.

"Wow!" Peggy said. "You were spectacular. If you fuck half as well as you do that, we're going to have a fine time together."

Then they made some plans for the three of them to meet on Friday, after her seminar was over and after his report had been delivered.

"In the meantime, how serious were you about Crystal wanting to watch?" Peggy asked. "Do you think she'd like to sit in your chair tomorrow night and watch me fuck some guy, while you finish your work? Let me watch her masturbate while I take a hard tube of dick in my hot, wet pussy?"

"I think she could be coaxed into it," Dave replied with a laugh.

Then they rang off and Dave returned to work, after getting his clothes back on, while Peggy slid under the sheets, turned her lamp off and drifted into a very contented sleep.   Russell Montague was a professor of English at one of the city's universities, and he appeared to be a quiet, unassuming fellow.

Nevertheless, he had a way of charming women. He exuded a kind of subtle sexuality that was lost on those women who were used to the usual casanovas who trolled bars looking for pick-ups.

But women who were in tune with an underground carnality picked up on Russell's vibes right away, and he had a nose for finding those kind of women. He seemed to know just where to go, which is what led him to the bar at the Hyatt that Thursday night, what guided him to Peggy and what got him in her room around 10:15 that night.

He'd heard about the insurance seminar, and figured that by the fourth night, some really horny women might be floating about, looking to get laid.

He arrived at the bar around 8:30, walked up to the bar and immediately locked eyes on a pretty redhead who appeared to be in her mid-40s, wearing a short, tight dress with a spaghetti-strap top standing by the crowded bar. He let his gaze casually sweep up and down her body and he smiled slowly.

Peggy felt her pussy swell as she saw the way the man was looking at her. On the surface, he didn't look like much. He was shorter than average, probably 5-foot-8, and lean, with dark curly hair, a full beard and glasses. But there was something mysterious about the man that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

She sidled up to him and struck up a conversation.

"You seem to be looking for something," Peggy said in a seductive tone.

"I am," Russell said. "Someone like you."

"You don't fuck around, do you," Peggy said.

"No, I don't," Russell said. "But I'll bet you do."

"What makes you say that?" Peggy asked.

"The way your nipples are trying to bore a hole through your dress," Russell said. "And I'll bet you aren't wearing panties either, are you."

Peggy just shook her head. She had an idea where this night was headed, and it gave her a queasy feeling in her gut. Here was a man who looked to be in complete control, who seemed to know the inner workings of her sexuality. His next words proved it.

"You like it a little kinky, don't you," Russell said softly.

Peggy just nodded her head. She was in total thrall to this man's hypnotic presence. Russell laughed then, the mood lightened, and he bought a round of drinks. They took a little time to get acquainted, but Peggy was having trouble staying focused.

She thought about Crystal, sitting 17 stories up across the street, waiting for a show. Peggy had a feeling that she was about to get a good one.

Crystal was indeed excited as she rode the elevator to the 12th floor, where Dave and several other staffers were putting the final few touches on the report he'd labored to get finished. She had brought along some take-out Chinese, and she and Dave rode up to his office to share a late supper.

When they got up to his office and closed the door, she set the boxes of food on the desk and they embraced, slashing their tongues as they locked lips.

Dave slid a hand up his wife's stocking-clad legs, to her bare and very wet pussy. He slid a couple of fingers in her hot box and pumped them for a few seconds, then pulled them out and licked off her juice.

Crystal was wearing a snug, but not especially tight button-down dress, for easier access to her body, which was unencumbered by panties. Her long, honey-blonde hair was brushed to a bright sheen and she was well made-up.

"You look good enough to fuck right here, you sexy thing," Dave said, as he sat at his desk and opened his box of moo goo gai pan.

"But you can't," Crystal said in a playfully taunting tone of voice. "You've got work to do, and besides, you said you wanted to save up your cum for tomorrow."

"I did, didn't I," Dave said with a grin. "That'll just give you more cum to eat out of Peggy's pretty pussy."

"I wonder what she's going to get up to tonight?" Crystal said as they finished their meal.

"Oh, there's no telling," Dave said. "This woman has an imagination like you wouldn't believe. Whatever it is, you'll thoroughly enjoy it."

With that, Dave kissed his wife and headed back downstairs and returned to work. Crystal locked his office door as he left and strolled up to the window. Dave had pointed out the window where Peggy would be performing, but at the moment it was dark.

It was almost an hour, and Crystal had about decided that Peggy was just a figment of her husband's fertile imagination when she looked across the street once again, and this time the light was on and the curtain was pulled back.

The room was well lit, and Crystal's pussy began to moisten as she saw the woman for the first time. She was indeed quite pretty, quite nicely built, and the look on her face did indeed suggest someone with a very dirty mind.

She was with a shortish man with a beard and glasses, not terribly sexy looking, but cute nonetheless. As she watched, she saw Peggy and her friend wave at her, and she waved back.

Russell had been a little taken aback when Peggy had opened the curtains in such a way that the whole window was exposed to view, but he gave a wicked grin when Peggy told him what was up. Oh, he'd give the beautiful blonde across the street a show she'd remember.

Part and parcel with his knack for finding willing women, Russell also had an intuitive way of discerning what his partner of the night wanted from him.

He could sense if a woman liked her sex soft and easy, and he would give her a slow, romantic fuck that left her breathless. And he could sense when a woman liked it hard, fast and maybe a little rough, and that was when he was at his best.

He had figured out pretty quick that Peggy Sanford had a very kinky mind, and he had formed in his mind exactly how he wanted the night to go. And the fact that she appeared to be a raving exhibitionist just added fuel to the fire of his lust.

They stood in the window and kissed, hot and hard. He slid his tongue forcefully into her mouth, then licked and kissed his way down her chin to her neck, which he nipped lightly with his teeth.

Peggy was already trembling with lust as she felt Russell's teeth sucking a nice fat hickey up on her neck. She was in the mood to be dominated tonight, and she had come to understand that behind his mild-mannered facade, Russell was a real wolf when it came to sex. The idea drove her stark mad with passion.

Suddenly Russell stepped back, and swept his eyes up and down Peggy, who just stood there shaking. He pulled a chair and placed it so he could see across the street, and so the woman that was watching could see him, then sat down. He casually pulled off his tie and draped it over the back of the chair.

"Take off your dress," he said in a soft, but firm voice.

Peggy reached back, unzipped the dress, let it fall to the floor, then kicked it off to the side. She stood naked in front of Russell, except for her thigh-high stockings and her heels.

"Did you go to the seminar dressed like this?" Russell asked. "Did you play the slut at the seminar, today, the way you did in the bar? Aren't you a slut, Peggy?"

"No, I changed before I went to dinner," Peggy answered in a low voice. "But, yes, I am a slut."

"Yes, you are a slut," Russell said. "And you'll do anything I tell you to do, won't you. Anything at all."

Peggy just nodded, her insides a cauldron of blazing sensations.

"Yes, I think you will," he said, almost to himself.

Crystal watched with blazing eyes as Peggy stood in front of the man she'd picked up that night. She could sense some unusual dynamic going on in that room, and the thought sent her arousal soaring, all the more so when the man pointed across the street at her, and Peggy turned and slid her hand between her legs.

Peggy had a rich, luxuriant bush the same color as her auburn hair, and she sluiced her fingers through it to her labia, which were already wet with the dew of her arousal. Crystal could clearly see the gleam of the pink pussy that Peggy was displaying lewdly for her pleasure.

In response, Crystal slowly unbuttoned her own dress, so that it was hanging at her sides. She swept her hands down her side, to her butt, her thighs, then back up between her legs. She groaned as her fingers brushed her well-trimmed pussy.

Peggy was spread open like some back-room stripper, holding her lips open so Crystal could see how juicy she was. On Russell's orders, she slipped off her heels, propped one foot on the bed and rolled one stocking off her leg, then did the same with the other. She was completely naked to this man's view, and he was still sitting calmly, fully clothed except for his tie.

When she had the second stocking off, Russell told her to stay in that position. He stood up and brought his head to Peggy's breasts, and sucked her nipples hard, sending electric crackles of lust coursing through her body. Then she squealed in pain as he sucked up another pair of hickeys on her tit flesh.

Kneeling down, Russell latched onto Peggy's hips and brought his face right up to her steaming cunt. He inhaled her powerful aroma of acute arousal, then suddenly plunged his face into her gash, sucking and licking her pussy with an almost demented fury.

Peggy gasped as Russell's lips and tongue were everywhere between her legs, poking at her hole, slurping up her juice, curling around her throbbing clit, nipping at her inner thighs so as to produce yet another pair of hickeys. She humped her hips forward, trying to pull as much of his face into her maw as she could.

She could feel a huge climax soaring toward completion, and she reached down to hold Russell's head in place, when he abruptly pulled his face away and stood up.

"Arrragh!" she gasped in frustration. "I was SO close."

She couldn't help it, she had to come, but when she reached down with her hands to masturbate herself to a finish, Russell lightly slapped them away.

"You're not coming until I'm ready for you to come," he said. "Do you understand?"

Peggy just chewed her bottom lip, but nodded. She glanced across the street and smiled weakly as she saw that Crystal did indeed possess a splendid body, just as Dave had said. She thought about what she was going to do with that body the next night.

But that was tomorrow.

Crystal had slid her dress off and had pulled her tits out of the cups of her bra. She twirled them hard as she watched Russell eat Peggy's pussy, then slid a hand down to her dripping cunt.

She rolled her swelling clit and felt the sparks of pleasure race through her while she stood in her husband's office and watched a scene of unbelievable eroticism unfold across the street.

"I think maybe we need to ensure that you don't try to make yourself come before I'm ready," Russell said. "Turn around."

Peggy complied immediately, then Russell took the tie he'd laid over the chair, pulled Peggy's arms behind her back, and before she was fully conscious of what he was doing, tied her wrists together quite firmly.




Peggy At The Window



That did it for Crystal. She'd been sitting on go all night, and when Russell tied Peggy's hands behind her back, her eyes bugged out and she felt the convulsions of a rather intense orgasm flow through her. As she felt the waves of pleasure rock her, however, she smiled, because she knew that was only the first of many climaxes she was going to experience tonight.

Peggy felt a sizzle of lust race through her body as she realized that she was helpless, completely at Russell's mercy. She never failed to get a huge charge out of being tied up, and this was no exception. She stood on trembling legs as Russell leisurely stripped naked.

She couldn't help staring at Russell's cock, the one she wanted so badly at that moment. It wasn't real long, probably 6, maybe 6½ inches, but it was quite fat. And Russell himself was very well built, without a single ounce of softness anywhere.

"You like what you see, don't you," Russell said as he softly stroked his cock into full hardness. "You want this cock, don't you. You want it in your hot little pussy, don't you."

All Peggy could do was nod nervously. She wanted it, all right, wanted it any way she could get it.

Russell saw the need in her eyes, and it amused him. He was going to play this horny redhead like a maestro, until she was begging for release. 

She'd get it, but not before he took his pleasure with her.

"OK, slut, time to work," Russell said. "Let's see how well you suck cock. On your knees, bitch."

Peggy immediately dropped to her knees, so that she was staring at Russell's cock. He pressed the head of his cock to Peggy's face, and rubbed the leaking head all over her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, then pushed it forcefully past her lips. He thrust it hard right into her throat, and Peggy couldn't help the gagging sounds that came from her well-packed throat.

Russell fucked Peggy's throat until she seemed about ready to pass out from lack of air, then he wrenched it from her mouth and rubbed the spit-slick head all over her face and down to her tits.

Peggy gasped for breath once, twice, three times before Russell crammed his cock back into her mouth, all the way in one painful plunge. He grabbed the back of her head and fucked her face brutally, and got wicked sense of accomplishment at the streams of drool that poured from the corners of her mouth onto her chest.

In spite of the rough nature of this blowjob, Peggy could feel her arousal climbing to a fever pitch. She squeezed her legs together in hopes that the friction might give her the orgasm she so desperately needed. But Russell saw what she was doing and ordered her to keep her legs spread.

Crystal was goggle-eyed as she sat back on Dave's chair, her legs spread wide as she worked three fingers into her twitching cunt and three fingers of her other hand around her throbbing clit. She was headed for another strong climax, and watching Peggy take the man's cock in such a rough fashion was getting her ever closer to another release.  Just when Peggy thought she was going to run out of air, Russell pulled his cock from her mouth and slapped her across the face with it several times then crammed it back into her throat and resumed fucking her with it hard.

Crystal arched her back and cut loose with a long moan as her second climax exploded through her body, and she could feel another one coming right behind it as she watched the man rape Peggy's mouth.

Peggy was just about delirious with the need to come as she worked her mouth back and forth hard on Russell's cock. A bright sheen of sweat covered her as Russell used himself in her mouth.

Russell could have gone on like that indefinitely. Among those women who knew him – and who jumped at the chance to go out with him – his control was legendary. 

He had long been a serious student of Oriental martial arts, and the kind of mind and body control that it took to reach a high stage of achievement in those disciplines served him well in a sexual context.

He could have spent hours fucking Peggy's mouth, but he believed it was time to sample the redhead's pussy. So when he pulled his cock out this time, he picked Peggy up and pushed her back on the bed.

He marveled at how easily she responded, spreading her legs lewdly, and at the wetness that was pooled between her legs and smeared all over the insides of her thighs.

Gripping his cock in one hand, he pressed it to the opening to Peggy's cunt and pushed it slowly, but steadily into her quivering box.

Peggy groaned as she felt the entry of Russell's cock, and she knew it wouldn't take long for her to finally get the relief she needed.

Crystal could feel her third climax building to a head, and as the man pushed his cock into Peggy's pussy, she decided it was time to kick things up a notch. She reached into her handbag and pulled out the dildo that she'd brought with her. She licked the head a couple of times, then slid it into her cunt in one smooth motion.

As she imitated the action across the street, she felt her orgasm burst forth and she writhed on the chair in a happy climax. She just kept churning the rubber dong in her cunt as she stared at a man who was in firm control of Peggy.

Russell could sense when Peggy was getting close to an orgasm, and he pulled his cock out every time she did. She was panting, groaning, whining as the tumult built in her body. Sometimes he wiped the head on her thighs, other times he slid onto the bed over her body and rammed his cock back into her throat again.

Peggy's mind was a whirl of sensation as Russell refused her the one thing she needed right then more than anything. Moreover, her arms ached from being pulled behind her and she was not in a comfortable position on the bed, which was the whole idea.

After about the fifth time he stopped fucking her to let her arousal simmer, he rolled her over and got her up on her knees. This at least was an improvement as far as her aching muscles were concerned, but in this position, Russell could also grab her buttocks and really fuck her hard, which he did.

Crystal was shaking and shuddering as a seemingly endless barrage of orgasms floated through her body from watching Peggy get fucked hard. She was squatting on the floor now, her legs spread wide and the dildo pumping up her liquid pussy. She was so turned on, her juices were dripping out of her hole onto the carpet.

Russell was finally starting to feel his control slipping as he leisurely fucked Peggy from behind. The first time she got close to a climax in this position, he pulled his cock out and rubbed the underside between her butt cheeks then pushed it back in.

Peggy was moaning incoherently with her body as tight as a guy wire, then as Russell picked up speed, he did something that sent her all but over the edge.

He was fucking her at a fairly brisk pace, her sweat-covered butt shining up at him. He didn't even give it a conscious thought. SMACK! He slapped her right cheek. WHAP! He spanked her left. Peggy screamed in real pain, but also in incipient ecstasy as Russell laid three more slaps on each butt cheek, until they were both a bright red.

Then he stopped again. This time Peggy lost it.

"PLEASE! PLEASE! LET ME COME!" she wailed, real tears pouring from her eyes. She was beyond frustrated, beyond conscious arousal. Her need had reached the point where if she didn't come soon, she believed she'd go stark-raving insane.

She cried, begging for release, and finally Russell decided it was time. But not before taunting her one last time. He gazed at the reddened cheeks, the gaping pussy dripping cunt juice down the insides of her thighs and onto the bed, the tear-stained face of a woman who had reached her limits.

"You want to come?" he panted. "Does the slut want a climax?"

"GOD, YES! YES! YES!" Peggy wailed. "PLEEEEEEEEZE! PLEASE, OH GOD! MAKE ME CUMMMMM!"

Russell plunged back into Peggy's dripping snatch and began to pound his dick like a locomotive engine, pumping hard. Without warning, he smacked Peggy's burning butt cheeks twice more each as he felt the cum beginning to boil over.

Peggy buried her face in the bed as a deep rumbling began in her womb and spread to her belly, up her spine and through her body.

And as Russell gasped loudly and exploded with a fountain of cum, the most monstrous orgasm she could ever remember exploded with him. Her body went into convulsions, her head thrashed about, spittle flew from her mouth, her eyes rolled back in her head and an spurting flow of her own cum burst out from around Russell's churning cock, mixing with the hot, pearly semen that Russell was spewing deep in her cunt.

Across the street, Crystal gaped at the destructive force of Peggy's orgasm, at the sweaty completion of their sex. Her body twitched and shook as her final climax ripped through her, and she finally had to fall back into the chair, thoroughly sated.

Peggy lay motionless on her stomach, her arms still tied behind her back. She was in a nowhere land of dark oblivion, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of her climax.

Russell staggered back and sat heavily on the chair. He stared at Peggy in something like awe, as he watched his hot cream flow out of her dilated hole. He'd fucked a lot of women, but he'd never seen one take what he'd given her, then come so powerfully. 

As the minutes passed and Peggy lay motionless, he started to get concerned, when he saw her legs finally move jerkily, followed by a weak moan. Peggy was covered in sweat and her hair was wet and matted to her body.

Russell left her tied on the bed for the time it took him to retrieve his clothes and get dressed, then he gently untied Peggy's hands, and rolled her onto her side. He kissed her once, and she looked at him with unseeing eyes, before she passed out completely.

It was right about 12:30 when Dave finally completed the project. He was proud of the work he and his people had done. He knew it would be a smashing success, then he would spend tomorrow night with two hot, horny women.

His office door was locked, which he had expected, but he wasn't ready for the sight that greeted him when he entered his office. Crystal was still sprawled on his chair naked, except for her stockings and the bra that was still pulled down off her tits. She was only half-awake and he could smell the powerful aroma of sex in the room, especially from the large wet spot on the floor.

Then he looked across the street and shook his head in amusement. Peggy was laid out in an odd position on her bed, the light still blazing, and from what he could see, she was a wreck.

He helped Crystal up, got her dressed before the cleaning crew came by – and they were already on his floor – then they drove home.

While Dave was basking in the glow of his success that Friday morning, Peggy missed the morning session of the seminar and Crystal called in sick.

By late afternoon, they were both feeling a little more chipper, especially after Crystal called Peggy on her cell phone and they compared notes.

The two women immediately recognized each other when Crystal strode into the hotel bar around 6 o'clock that evening. Peggy's eyes shone as they swept up and down Crystal's tight body, and Crystal cast an appreciative eye over Peggy, especially at the hickeys on her neck that she didn't bother to hide.

"I've never seen anything quite like what I saw you do last night," Crystal said. "I mean... wow!"

"Well, I've never had an orgasm like that before in my life," Peggy said. "And I've had a lot of them, with a lot of people."

"So how do you feel now?" Crystal said. "You got anything left for us?"

"Oh, definitely, but I do want to take it at a little slower pace," Peggy said. "I want to really get down and enjoy you. Dave, too, but it's been awhile since I've been with a woman, and I like to take my time when I get in bed with another woman."

The two women exchanged small talk and had a couple of drinks until Dave strode into the bar, beaming from the success of his project.

"Well, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in the flesh," Dave said to Peggy after greeting the two women.

They had another drink, then headed to the hotel restaurant for a leisurely dinner. They knew instinctively that they were going to need nourishment for the long night that lay ahead.

Crystal and Peggy sat on either side of Dave in a corner booth, and there wasn't much doubt about what was going on under the tablecloth. Dave's cock was a raging beast in his slacks as both women ran their hands over the hard ridge. 

Dave wasn't idle, either. He spent most of the meal running his hands up the insides of both of the bare thighs that bracketed him, sliding his fingers up to the naked pussies that gushed freely in anticipation.

Finally, they finished dessert, and it was time to venture up to Room 1680. 

As soon as the door to the hotel room closed, the trio embraced hotly. Crystal and Peggy lavished kisses on Dave's face and his neck, as their hands worked to remove his clothes.

It was Peggy who reached Dave's cock first, unbuckling and opening his slacks. She caressed the hot, hard shaft and swirled a thumb around the leaking head.

When they had Dave naked, Peggy pulled away and went to the window. She pulled open the curtains in her customary fashion, even though at present there were no lights showing in any of the windows of Dave's building.

By the time she turned back to the room, Crystal was naked, her lush body hot and ready.

"Hmmmmm, nice," Peggy purred. "You two look even better at close range than you are from across the street." 

Peggy quickly shed her dress and sauntered sexily up to Crystal. Dave sat back in a chair and watched a sight he never got tired of seeing – his wife in the arms of another woman.

They both looked over at him with the dazzling look of two women who knew they were about to take each other to nirvana. Their hands swept softly over each other's body, sending their arousal soaring.

"Kiss me?" Peggy whispered.

Crystal brought her lush lips to Peggy's mouth and they kissed feverishly, their bodies pressed together, their tongues working like dervishes. Peggy's stiff pink nipples and Crystal's brownish tips sizzled as they made contact.

Dave just stared, his cock rampant as he watched the women kiss. He softly stroked the throbbing, purple shaft, and smeared pre-cum all over the crown in preparation. He stared as two sets of hands caressed soft, feminine skin as the fever climbed in the room. 

As if reading each other's minds, Peggy and Crystal abruptly broke their embrace and walked over to where Dave was sitting. They knelt between his legs, shooed his hands away and softly stroked his rampant cock.

"Go on, take a taste," Crystal cooed, and Peggy didn't waste any time. She slashed her tongue up the underside of Dave's cock, licking all over the purple shaft as she held it firmly in her fist. 

When she had him liberally covered with her saliva, she opened her mouth wide and fed the head of his cock past her lips.

"Mmmmmmm," Peggy hummed as she worked her talented mouth down onto Dave's throbbing boner. Crystal decided to join the fun and bent her head down to suck and lick his balls. 

Peggy worked her mouth up and down on Dave's cock for a minute or so, while Crystal laved his fat nuts, then Peggy pulled her lips away and surrendered the cock to Crystal. As Crystal vacuumed Dave's cock into her mouth, Peggy climbed up to sit next to Dave, and they kissed wantonly.

Dave felt like he'd died and gone to heaven, as he could taste his maleness – and Crystal's ruby mouth – on Peggy's hot lips and tongue. 

After giving Dave a good taste, Peggy slid back onto her knees and brought her lips back onto his cock, and the two women worked the iron-hard shaft with slashing tongues and caressing lips, bringing his cum right to the surface before backing away.

Dave groaned, but he knew the frustration was only temporary, and he knew just where the show was headed.

Sure enough, Crystal and Peggy climbed up on the bed, their slender bodies entwined as the lay back in each other's arms. Like two snakes, they quickly worked their way until they were each staring directly into the other's crotch.

Peggy rolled onto her back and pulled Crystal's body on top of her, with her knees straddling her head. She inhaled deeply of the younger woman's musky aroma as she reached up to peel her juicy lips open. 

Crystal was steaming hot and her juice fairly dripped from her pink honey hole as Peggy raised her head slightly so she could bring her mouth to bear on quivering flesh. Her pink tongue slid up Crystal's furrow, followed closely by her lips, and she quickly began eating the well-trimmed box with gusto.

From the way they were positioned, Dave couldn't see what Peggy was doing, but he had a bird's eye view of his wife bending her head to lick and suck Peggy's furry cunt. Crystal opened the fat lips so that Dave could see the pink, juicy flesh, and the dark hole that seemed to beckon.

Then his view was obscured as Crystal plunged her mouth onto Peggy's pussy, and for several long minutes the only sounds were the wet, sloppy sounds of hot oral sex, interspersed with the mounting moans of two women who were approaching meltdown.

Crystal suddenly threw her head up and gasped loudly, her eyes clenched shut as she ground her pussy hard onto Peggy's voracious mouth.

"God DAMN, this woman is good!" she panted, just before resuming her oral assault on Peggy's twitching cunt. 

Dave's eyes were wide in lust as he watched Peggy and Crystal eat each other out, their sweaty bodies writhing in ecstasy as they climbed to a powerful orgasm.

But before they could get there, Crystal pulled her face away from Peggy's cunt, lifted her body slightly, then reached down and opened the angry pink lips of Peggy's pussy.

"C'mon, baby, come on in here and fuck her," Crystal whispered in a husky voice choked with lust. "I want to see your big beautiful cock in this hot pussy."

Dave didn't need any more urging. He climbed up on the bed between Peggy's widespread legs, fit the head of his cock to her burning hole and plunged in, all the way in one hard thrust.

"Gahhhhhh!" Peggy cried as she felt Dave's fat hard meat scudding into her body. "Oh God! Fuck meee!"

Dave did just that. While Crystal obligingly held Peggy's legs open, Dave pumped his cock in Peggy's liquid vise with a controlled fury, and Peggy humped her hips up in time to meet his thrusts. All the while, she worked her mouth vigorously on Crystal's hot, quivering cunt.

As Dave picked up speed in Peggy's twat, he leaned into his wife for support, and their mouths met in the happy union of two lovers who were utterly comfortable sharing themselves with another woman.

And it was Crystal who finally broke first. As she felt her husband's embrace – and Peggy's talented mouth on her pussy – she felt the white-hot flash of a long-awaited orgasm rush through her body. 

As Crystal came, she covered Peggy's mouth with her pungent juices, and Peggy finally had to break the connection just to get a gasping breath. She was right on the edge of a tremendous explosion herself, from the buzz she always got from eating a steaming hot pussy and from the action of Dave's cock churning relentlessly in her box. 

Dave could feel the telltale tingle that told him he was about to spew a monster cumload deep in Peggy's practiced pussy. He was panting hard, and sweating profusely as he approached the nut strokes. He gritted his teeth to hold back the hot flow as long as possible, and his control was rewarded.

Peggy could feel the electric sizzle of her climax come to a sudden head from the steady strokes from Dave's cock, and as she felt his cock swell, she gasped loudly and let it go.




Peggy At The Window



As Dave felt Peggy go into convulsions under him, he couldn't hold it back any longer, nor did he want to. He lunged forward, drilled his cock deep for three full thrusts, then gasped and grunted hard as molten cum exploded from the end of his dick in a series of rocket shots.

Crystal stared hungrily down at the spot where Dave and Peggy were joined as Dave's cock clenched with each burst of cum and Peggy's womb spasmed to receive the fruits of her husband's climax. 

She knew exactly what she wanted, and when Dave was finally finished and his wilted cock flopped out of Peggy's well-fucked hole, she quickly bent her head down, pulled Peggy up by the hips and buried her face in the redhead's gushing cunt.

Crystal clamped her whole mouth onto Peggy's pussy and sucked every bit of her husband's cum out of the twitching, swollen hole. Peggy gasped as sparks of an orgasmic aftershock flowed through her body from the power of Crystal's mouth working at her cunt.  

Dave fell back on his haunches and watched his wife work her magic on Peggy's hot pussy. He could already feel the stirrings of another hard-on brewing just from watching the two women go at each other. He rolled back onto the bed and propped a pillow up to get a better view.

But the show was over for the moment, as Crystal and Peggy disengaged themselves from each other and slid up the bed to lie on either side of Dave's prone body. Dave felt like a king as he wrapped an arm around each of his two sexy lovers.

As the trio relaxed, touching and caressing each other's hot skin, they talked about their lives, and what they liked, particularly when it came to sex. It was plain that these three were of like minds in their love of pleasure.

Already, Peggy was working over in her mind how to get Dave and Crystal into a foursome with Greg, and explore some truly mind-boggling activities.

But that was for some other time. Tonight, they still had plenty of juice left for another session. There was no real starting point. Each of them at some point got up to use the bathroom, then resumed their place on the bed.

It seemed as though Crystal and Peggy were communicating wordlessly, because their hands began to caress Dave's hardening cock at the same moment, and they brought their mouths to his pebble-like nipples simultaneously

Dave just lay back and reveled in the feeling of two pairs of soft hands on his dick, two luscious lips and tongues on his body. Sinuously, the two women slowly maneuvered themselves so that their heads were positioned over Dave's cock. Their lips and tongues slithered over his iron-hard dick, trading licks and sucks.

With two hot, wet pussies at eye level, Dave felt like he was at a buffet, and he pulled Crystal's legs open and sucked her well-trimmed cunt. He licked up her drooling furrow, to her throbbing clit. Then he turned and treated Peggy's fur-lined pussy to a similar oral workout. 

As he turned from one to the other, his fingers and hands were briskly stroking the slippery pink flesh of each woman's crotch. As he pulled Peggy's legs open wide, he saw her pink asshole winking at him wetly, and he recalled Peggy's throaty request from two nights earlier.

"Would you like to fuck my ass, Dave?" she'd said. "Are your balls full of cum for my ass?"

Almost without thinking, he slid a wet finger over the puckered flesh, and Peggy immediately responded with a groan of approval. 

Peggy quickly rolled over, so that she was straddling Dave's head, and Dave grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his mouth. He licked his way up her pussy, and kept on going, to her ass, and he quickly got his tongue and fingers working in a steady rhythm. 

Peggy lifted herself up onto her knees, threw her long auburn tresses back and moaned loudly from the feeling of Dave's mouth and fingers working on her. She ground her crotch hard on Dave's face, covering it with the fruits of her passion.

Crystal kept churning her husband's cock back and forth in her mouth, as she stared at where his mouth and Peggy's crotch were joined. Her left hand snaked between her legs and she began to vigorously twiddle her twat, working her thumb around her bloated clit and two fingers in and out of her pussy.

After a minute or two, she decided to prime her husband's pump, so to speak, and give her pussy a little taste of cock. She pulled her mouth away, crawled over Dave's hips, straddled him, and melted her pussy down onto his burning rod.

They quickly got into the time-honored rhythm, the one they knew so well, and Crystal pulled Peggy to her and they kissed deeply, their tongues working deep in the other's mouth. Her hands were roaming all over Peggy's body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples and sliding down over her butt.

Peggy responded in kind, filling her hands with Crystal's plump tits, with the light brown nipples hard as small rocks. Lustful groans filled the hotel room, as Peggy looked out through lust-dimmed eyes at the window, and felt a lurch in her groin as she saw someone at the window of Dave's office. It looked like an older woman, and she was staring right at them.

"I think... someone's watching... us," Peggy panted as she broke free of Crystal's voracious mouth. "From your... office."

"Is it an older lady, a black woman?" Dave asked, momentarily pulling his mouth away from Peggy's ass.

"Um-hum," Peggy answered.

"Probably the cleaning lady," Dave said. "She... comes in early... on Fridays."

"Let's give her something to see," Peggy said, a wicked smile on her face.

And, with that, she pulled her hips away from Dave's face, and slid down his body. Crystal willingly obliged by climbing off Dave's nearly-purple cock and giving it over to Peggy. She lolled on the foot of the bed, holding Dave's cock tightly at the base, and pointing it to the ceiling.

Peggy got up on her feet, her crotch hovering hotly over Dave's cock. She lowered her ass until the head of Dave's cock made contact with her wet, open anus. 

The first couple of times she tried to get it in her ass, she couldn't get it done, so she grabbed his cock herself, and Crystal responded by burying her face in Peggy's pussy. While grooving on the feeling of Crystal's mouth on her cunt, she reached behind her and held Dave's cock tightly while she slowly fit it to her open asshole.

Suddenly, with a long, satisfied groan, she felt the head of Dave's cock penetrate her tight ring, and she slid slowly down his pole, until her ass was impaled on Dave's cock.

"Ohhhhhhhh, God!" she exclaimed as she felt Dave's fat cock invade her bowels.

She quickly began to ride up and down on Dave's cock, while Crystal worked her pussy with her fingers and mouth. Crystal had found Peggy's vibrator, and was pushing it back and forth in her own gushing gash while she ate Peggy's pussy.

Dave filled his hands with Peggy's taut butt, working her up and down on his cock. He was calling on every bit of his considerable control to offer this beautiful redhead all the pleasure he could.

Moans, gasps and soft cries of lust filled the room as the trio hurtled toward a huge finish. 

Peggy couldn't believe how good Dave's big cock felt in her ass, or how good Crystal's lips, tongue and fingers felt on her steaming pussy. 

Crystal felt electric sparks of lust run through her body as she pumped the vibrator back and forth in her cunt and over her clit.

Dave could sense his control slipping, as the tingling feeling in his scrotum told him he was about to burst.

Peggy was the first to lose it. As she worked herself hard and fast on Dave's cock, her body shuddered as a white-hot climax exploded through her. Crystal was right behind her, slurping up Peggy's pussy juice as her body twitched in a powerful orgasm. 

That left Dave, and he was pumping his cock up Peggy's spastic ass in a demented fury. With a gasp and a grunt, he lurched upward one final time and surrendered a hot, wet load of cum up Peggy's butt. He filled her bowels with whatever had been left in his balls from his first orgasm, humping up in a continuous motion to pull as much pleasure out of his pole as possible.

At last, he was drained of every bit of cum there was to be gleaned, and Peggy fell back onto his chest. Crystal slid up Peggy's body, sensually kissing her way up the sweaty flesh. Peggy fell to her right, and Crystal moved right in next to her, and that's the way they fell asleep, with Peggy sandwiched between Dave and his bisexual wife.

The didn't have time for an encore the next morning, because Peggy had a fairly early flight back home, although they did share a very sexy shower together, with soapy hands sliding all over slippery flesh.

When they were all dressed and Peggy was packed up, they all three took one last look at the window that had been their entryway to a memorable week of uncontrolled lust. Peggy laughed, then, and Dave and Crystal quickly joined in as they headed for the lobby.

Dave and Crystal gave Peggy a ride to the airport, and they exchanged phone numbers and addresses, then departed with a promise to meet sometime in the future for more fun and games.

As Peggy settled in her seat on her flight back home, she smiled wickedly and thought about all the sexy stories she had waiting for Greg to hear. It had been one of the best trips of her life, and she couldn't wait to share it with her husband. 

And it had all started with a well-placed window.