0 comments/ 72492 views/ 3 favorites Diary of a Slut By: joemike I found this when I moved to California. I figured I'd share. She is a hot girl, 5'9", red hair, perfect body. I just published the dirty parts... Sept. 19 2001 It’s been three weeks now since I've fucked another guy. Not like that is an outrageous amount of time or anything, but it’s like I'm not even fucking when Joe puts that little cock in me. He wants to fuck like 4 times a day too, I love him so much that I'll let him do that...but I need cock. Two days ago I figured I'd go out and get what I needed. Randomly I ran into Brian on Broadway, and he was trying so hard to get with me. He's tried before, but it always seemed like there would be some one else better I could get. Now I just wanted a worth while cock in me. He convinced me to go back to his place with him; I was still kind of hesitant because I love Joe so much. Fuck it though, I'm a size queen. We sat down and had a couple of drinks, just two beers and I turn into the biggest slut in Seattle. Next thing I knew his pants were down and I had his huge cock in my mouth. Oh my god, it felt so fucking good, I'm such a dirty little girl when I see a huge cock. I don't know what comes over me, but if I'm with a guy and he pulls out his huge cock I literally cannot say no. I stopped soon enough though and made him fuck my pussy. His cock filled up my little cunt so fucking much, I love so much to feel my pussy get stretched out as much as it will go. We fucked two times in a row, and I made him cum in my pussy both times. Almost as soon as we were done though, he said that he already had plans to go out to this club. Guys make me so fucking mad, but at least his roommate's friend, Jon, was there to save me. He said that he would drive me home, so of course I accepted, he was hot too! When we got into his car and he found out how far away I live he didn't seem too happy, so I told him I could stay at his place. Obviously he had no problem with that, and I definitely didn't want to go home to Joe after already fucking someone else. Jon's roommates are definitely not the cleanest people; his place was trashed except for his room. I wasn't about to sleep in that mess, so I told him I was going to sleep in his bed. We got ready for bed and he stripped down into his boxers and got into bed, so I figured I'd just wear my little thong to bed considering I had no pajamas. I got into his bed and instinctively started rubbing his cock; I thought how much better it felt than Joe's...I had forgotten about Joe! I told him I had to call him, so he gave me his cordless phone. Joe picked up and I started to tell him about how I got stuck at Jon's, when Jon started touching my pussy through my thong. For some reason that made me so horny, and I wanted more. So I made sure not to moan, and I turned Jon over on his back and pulled his nice cock out of his boxers. I got on top and pulled my panties aside and slid my pussy all the way over his cock. Joe was going on telling me about his day at work while I slowly started fucking Jon's cock. Finally it was too much and I told Joe I loved him and I needed to go and hung up. As soon as I hung up I started screaming so load. I felt like such a slut, fucking another guy’s huge cock while on the phone with Joe. Jon fucked me so good; it was exactly what I needed. He drove me home today, I know Joe's going to want to fuck me later, I hope he won't be able to tell I've been fucked by 2 huge cocks. Sept. 25 Last night Joe got drunk and passed out, he didn't even have sex with me or anything. So I did something I probably shouldn't have. I was lying down next to him masturbating when I decided I'd have some fun teasing his roommates. I thought maybe it would make masturbating more fun. So I got up and took off my pajamas, and put on a little mesh thong, and went downstairs. Just my luck they were watching a porno, when I walked by they didn't know what to do, until Mark invited me to sit and watch with them. A bunch of guys sitting around watching a porn movie is usually a huge turn off, but put me in a tiny thong in the middle and I guess it turns me on a lot. The porno was one of those 70s ones, but it was one of the best I've seen. There were about 8 guys with huge dicks on one hot little girl, I couldn't help myself from rubbing my pussy. I grabbed Eric's hand and put it down my panties, his hand felt so good. He pulled down my thong and spread my legs so my pussy was showing to all 4 guys in the room. Then he put 3 fingers in and started banging me, I was so horny there's no was I was going to stop. I told him more, so he put all 4 fingers in, and then he started working on his whole hand. Mark then leaned over and licked my clit, which sent me over the edge to a screaming orgasm. I pulled Eric's hand out of my pussy and told him to fuck me. I was so afraid of Joe coming down the whole time, but that just turned me on so much. I let all four of them fuck me, which are more guys than I have ever been with at once. After they all came in my pussy I took a shower and went back upstairs. I woke up about an hour ago with Joe's cock in me, I barely even felt it enough to wake up, poor kid. Diary of a Slut These are excerpts from my diary. The events that follow were inspired by conversations I had in a Yahoo group about how much I enjoy watching a man masturbate. Before I knew it, I had several men sending me video clips of them jerking off and cumming all over themselves. Needless to say, I was VERY turned on. In conversations with one particular fellow by the name of Eric (names have been changed to protect the guilty) he started challenging me to explore my own desires and fantasies and share them with him. What follows is the result of that exploration. * April 5 Dear Diary, I had told Eric about my fantasy of flashing strangers so he dared me to do it at lunch today. He really shouldn't have done that because as Paul knows, I'll take a dare. So picture this. I had on my simple black A-style dress, the kind most women have some form of. Mine is made of a silky fabric, has spaghetti straps, buttons down the front, has a scoop neckline and comes to mid thigh on me. I was not wearing a bra and had on my smallest black lace thong underneath. A gentleman in the restaurant noticed me sitting at the table and he couldn't help but try and get a glimpse down the neckline of my dress (I know how men are!). I caught him doing this out of the corner of my eye, but didn't let on that he'd been busted (nice pun, huh?). He sat across the cafe from me, but because it's a small place, we were no more than 20 feet away from each other. I was reading one of those trashy romance novels that I like to pass the time with. This one was mildly pornographic and had me quite turned on. He kept getting a glimpse of the upper reaches of my breasts which had turned me on even more. My nipples were poking out from the silky material and were quite noticeable in the bright lighting of the cafe. I was reading my book but also stealing glances at him across from me - trying to be subtle as he paid attention to me. I was flattered, secure in my marriage, but willing to have some sexy fun. I re-crossed my legs, letting them spread open just so slightly as they crossed, catching his eyes as they darted to my groin. I smiled to myself. Gotcha! I noticed that the lunchtime crowd had mostly disappeared, leaving just the two of us in that section and decided to increase the tension a little. Seemingly unconsciously, my right hand drifted to the top button of my dress and plays with it a bit. Almost on its own volition, the button came free and my hand slipped inside just a little; just enough for him to be able to tell that I'd just caressed my nipple. My hand slipped back out of my dress, but I didn't bother to re-button it. I reached down to dig in my purse for something (does it really matter), causing my top to blouse open. I could see him staring down my dress to my breasts as I looked through my bangs at him. His own response is VERY flattering to me as I see a bulge grow in his pants. I took my time, finally retrieving my lipstick which I applied in a sensuous manner. I picked my book back up and resumed reading. It seemed that I then developed an itch on the inside of my thigh, so I brought my knee up and out just a bit so I can reach the spot. My legs were now partially open to him and he seemed to have choked a bit on his coffee. I glanced over at him and asked with my eyes if he was OK. We smiled at each other but said nothing. We both knew what was going on with each other. My hand continued to scratch lightly at my inner thigh, raising the hem of my dress higher and higher until my thong was fully exposed to his view. The itch had moved to another spot now, a tingling, tickling itch that I HAD to scratch. I didn't think he'd mind. My finger rubbed then scratched at the juncture of my thighs as I slumped slightly into my seat, legs spread open for his pleasure. My heart was pounding at the prospect of showing myself to a stranger like this in a public place. A quick glance around showed that we we're still alone. My finger slipped into the leg opening of my panties and discovered the swampy wetness there. I began to stroke my clit in full view of him, pushing the thong to the side. His hardness was very apparent too and he began to stroke the length of his cock on the outside of his pants; it's quite impressive. My other hand returned to my breast and I tugged on my nipple and stroked my breast as my orgasm quickly approached. All sense of decorum and sensibility had been long gone as I locked eyes with him. He mouthed the words "Cum for me" and the beginning tremors wracked my body. I felt as though I was having a seizure as the orgasm took control of my body. It was all I could do not to shout out in ecstasy, but he could hear my grunts and groans. As my wetness pooled underneath me on the vinyl seat cushion, I noticed that he'd cum too. He really should have saved the khaki pants for another day. April 10 What a great day! I went out riding in my car around 8 AM, still pretty busy on the roads. I wore a light, cotton, button down dress with the top 4 buttons and the bottom 2 buttons undone (only 4 holding it together). If I twisted a little to the left, anyone with a car taller than mine could see my breast. I had put a towel on the seat because I knew that I'd be soaked by the end of the day. I didn't wear ANY underwear, so that was all that was between me and the car seat. When traffic was heavy and I couldn't afford to take my eyes off the road I'd just let them look at my boobs. If I got to a stop light, or traffic was relatively light, I'd look over at them and spread my legs just enough so they could see I didn't have anything on. I got LOTS of honks! I ended up at the beach and decided to go for a little walk. I knew it was a little breezy out, but some of the gusts took my skirt up to around my waist! The beach wasn't real crowded because it was still a bit cool, but quite a few people got a good look. I felt like I was on stage performing. I didn't want to stay out too long though and attract the wrong attention (cops, over-enthusiastic males, etc), but I guess I was out on the beach for about an hour total. I poked around in some stores for a bit and had some fun giving little flashes there. I had buttoned one top button to be a little more presentable for the stores, but the dress was so light that it was VERY obvious I had nothing underneath. My heart was pounding so hard, both from the excitement of what I was doing and the fear of getting arrested! I ate lunch in the Mall's Food Court, so had LOTS of opportunities to flash. I had to be careful though because of the Mall security, plus I didn't want to flash any young kids. All in all, it was a fun time. I went home and soaked in the tub. Shaved (again) and took care of a little "problem" I'd had for a couple of hours. Paul got jumped in a MAJOR way when he got home. I probably had an animalistic look in my eyes when he walked in the door because he took a half step back when he saw me. To think little old me could scare big old Paul! I told him he was my bitch for the night and had to do what I told him. I dragged him into our room, got his clothes off and put him in the shower with explicit instructions to get VERY clean, to shave his face again (don't want any whisker rash) and to shave his balls. While he was in the shower, I got everything else ready. When he came out I made him get on the bed, propped up and tied him to the 4 corners. I massaged his cock and balls with some KY warming liquid which he liked a LOT, then I climbed on for a quick cum. I had saved Eric's clips onto a DVD, so I popped that in while Paul was still hard and "frustrated" and made him watch Eric masturbate while I jerked him off. I was whispering in his ear about how good it looked and if it looked good to him too. He'd get close to cumming, but I wouldn't let him get there. I asked him if he wanted a taste of that cum. When he wouldn't answer right away, I squeezed his balls just a bit and said "Do you want that cum from the source or from my pussy!" He about shouted out "Your pussy!" I then jumped back on him and rode him to a very fast cum. I could really feel the jets of his cum hitting the back of my pussy as he shot; he was that excited. After he finished, I got off of him and planted my pussy right on his mouth and made him clean me up. I made him suck every last drop of cum out of my pussy, then I went down on him and cleaned him up. As I was kissing him and sharing the last little bit of his cum with him I could feel him getting hard again. When I felt his hard cock, I seated myself on him again and untied his hands so he could put them on my ass. I laid down on him and was whispering in his ear as he pumped me. "Did you like those videos? That was one of the guys from the Yahoo group I've been telling you about. I've told him LOTS about you... he's bi and wanted me to show you those clips. Did they excite you? I think they did! You shot SOOO much cum up inside me. Did it taste good? Did it taste like you thought it would? Better?!? Why thank you, I think the two of us taste pretty good together too." I kept up along those lines until he shot again. I climbed off of him and untied his legs. He tackled me on the bed and went down on me again, slurping up our combined cums. I was screaming thru my orgasms, "Eat me you cum sucking bastard!" I think he likes it... I know I do! As we were resting, I told him about my day's adventures. I think if he had had any energy left I would have gotten another pounding. He asked, "What's gotten into you lately? You've become a lot hornier and you're doing things I NEVER dreamed you'd do." I told him the truth. That I've been sitting on a lot of these fantasies for a long time, trying to reconcile them with my image of what a "good wife" should be like. I told him that through the group and discussions with Eric and others, I came to the conclusion that I was wasting my life not allowing myself to explore those things I really wanted to do. I told him that I haven't and won't cheat on him, that our sex life is fantastic and will only get better if he wants it to (what man doesn't, right?). I asked him if he had any problems with me talking about my fantasies and sex life with other men. He said, "Well, if it all leads to what I've just been thru.... HELL NO!!!" The rest of the weekend was along the same lines. I won't bore you with the details. LOL April 12 Well, I went to Chili's for lunch today with my blouse unbuttoned enough to see my push up bra with my nipples poking over the top and my short skirt with my thong only covering half of "me" (I thought that'd be a nice twist). When I was seated, There wasn't anyone near me at all and I was VERY disappointed thinking that I'd struck out for today. About 5-10 minutes after I'd been seated a couple of women came in and were seated near enough to see under my table. Prior to yesterday, I don't know that I would have done what I did, but I decided that any audience was a good audience. They were both in their mid 30s and were seated so that only one of them (a pretty redhead) could see me. I did some bending over to look for things in my purse (uh huh...) and saw her start to notice me. I turned in my seat so my legs were facing her and gave her a little flash when I re-crossed my legs. I saw her eyes open a little wider, so I know she saw at least the flash of panties. I started my usual inner thigh scratching and saw her start to pay more attention (the other woman was looking at the menu. When I knew I had her eyes on me, I lifted one foot up to my seat to adjust the strap on my shoe. I gave her a good 15 -20 second look (seemed like an hour sitting like that!) and saw her face get a bit flushed. Then of course, I had to do the other shoe, but didn't give as long a look as my lunch arrived. I'm not sure, but I think the waitress (a cute 20 something) got a peek too. I decided to cool it for a bit, but I did leave my legs slightly parted to tease her a little. As I got more into my meal I let myself slide down in my seat just a bit and let my legs open just a bit more. By this time, they had their meals and were eating, but my "audience" seemed to be paying more attention to me than her sandwich. I let my hand drop back down to my lap and began stroking my upper upper thigh, gradually getting closer to my 'center'. When my finger finally hit the spot, I was not surprised at how wet I was. I was going to leave a spot on the vinyl when I left. I saw her REALLY looking now and finally caught her eye. I gave her a big smile as I gave myself a couple of good strokes on the clit and then a plunge of my middle finger deep into me. I swear I heard her gasp out when I did that and was praying that I hadn't gone too far, but it looked like she was enjoying herself and obviously wasn't complaining to management. I took one more bite of my lunch, bent over again (with legs apart) to get my purse and mouthed the word 'bathroom' to her. My heart was pounding as I considered what I was going to do. When I got in the bathroom, there wasn't anyone else in there so I went in a stall and sat down, panties around my ankles. I had left the stall door unlocked and slightly open. I started gently stroking myself, trying to stay at a plateau. I heard the outer door open and saw the stall door swing open. She stood there watching me stroke myself and I immediately came. She had one hand on her breast and the other inside the waistband of her skirt. I could see some definite stroking action going on underneath that skirt, but she wasn't showing me anything. I could see her nipples poking thru her bra and blouse; nice little nubs poking out. I was still stroking myself and felt another "O" coming on me. I looked her in the eyes and whispered "I'm going to cum soon, let me see you." She raised her skirt up enough so I could see her panties. She pulled them to the side and started stroking herself vigorously as I continued my activities. I came a second time, my muffled grunts echoing slightly in the bathroom. She was still stroking as I raised my hand and licked my fingers. That sent her over the edge and she wasn't quite as successful in being quiet as I was. Not that she was a major screamer, but there was no doubt that she came in a big way. We both straightened up and washed up and left the bathroom together. I dropped a $20 on the table and left; my legs were so rubbery (and were for a long time). April 19 Thursday, I was wearing a real light, flippy kind of dress with a sheer thong and the breeze was kicking up pretty good, so I decided for lunch I'd eat outside at this little Italian restaurant I've been to in the past. One of their waiters is a real cutie too, so I was hoping to tease him more than I have before. The tables at this place are wrought iron with glass tops so I knew whoever was the waiter/waitress would be able to see whatever was going on (I think they planned it that way). When I got there, I sat down facing the wind to get the maximum benefit. The owner brought out my menu (he's a pretty hot looking guy himself...) and took my drink order. He was ogling my legs while I was "deciding" what to drink. My hem had ridden pretty high when I sat down though the wind hadn't done its thing yet. When the waiter came out to take my order (jackpot! young cutie!), I let my legs separate just a bit to see if the wind would catch my skirt better. I kept him there, asking the specials, what's good, etc. He was standing almost directly in front of me, so could see right up my legs when that gust came along and flipped the skirt right up above my waist. His eyes got big and he stammered a bit. I pretended not to notice that I was completely exposed to him as I finally decided on my lunch and ordered. He made sure to repeat everything (I'm SURE it was because he wanted to get the order right). So I'm sitting there with my legs partially open, skirt flipped up "reading" my book, and I see these 3 businessmen walking across the plaza. There's a little fountain and some pretty landscaping with benches, but no one ever stops, they just cut across to wherever they're going. Not this time. They had apparently seen my display and came to the nearest bench to where I was sitting and stood around chatting. All 3 had visible thickenings and were obviously looking. About that time, my lunch arrived and the waiter took his time putting the plates on the table. When he asked me if I needed anything else, I ran my finger up my slit and said, "Not at this time." He gulped a bit and then left. He was wearing an apron, so I couldn't tell if he was hard, but I'd be very surprised if he wasn't. The group of businessmen had left while the waiter was there, so I straightened my skirt (just a bit) and ate my lunch, giving little flashes to passers-by. When I saw the waiter come out the door as I was finishing my lunch, I let my legs spread a fair amount. I knew that by now, the thong was completely transparent, I was so wet. I had my fork in my right hand and my left was in my lap (very proper-like LOL, except for my crotch showing). I let my left hand start to stroke slowly as he arrived at my table. He grinned at me and asked if I wanted any dessert. I lowered my eyes to his crotch and said, "What do you have?" Question: how many shades of red can a person turn in 5 seconds? Answer: LOTS! LOL God, I was so bad!!! He stumbled thru the dessert list and I slipped a finger under the leg band of my thong as I asked for some tiramisu. I didn't really want any; I just wanted to prolong this a little more. I know his apron was poking out as I had a nice little mini-orgasm before he left. When he brought it out, he also had a cup of their coffee and said that it was complementary. I made a slight production of pumping my finger in and out of myself as I told him how sweet he was for bringing me coffee. He said it was his "pleasure". I told him to stand there for just a minute longer as I continued to pump my finger in and out. I brushed my thumb over my clit just once and didn't restrain myself too much when I came. I was looking right at him as it hit and I moaned fairly loudly. He seemed to be having trouble breathing himself as I pulled my finger out and stirred my coffee with it. I said, "Thank you for the dessert and coffee. They're delicious." Then I took a sip of my coffee and winked at him. I quickly paid my bill and left as my lunch hour was just about over and I had some more "personal business" to take care of before I got back to my desk. I'm sure the waiter had some "personal business" to take care of too. I wish I could have seen him, but I knew it was too risky for him; some other time perhaps. They have a nice indoor seating area too. Friday, they let us go early, so instead of any flashing games, I ran home to get the house ready for Easter. We always have family come by for dinner, so I needed to do some major cleaning and straightening (and hiding of certain toys). Paul got a big charge out of my exploits at lunch on Thursday, but we had to put off acting on it until Friday. He had told me that he wanted to watch me so we decided to go to this little neighborhood bar not too far from us (but not too near either). I dressed in a short little skirt with my usual thong and a light sleeveless sweater with no bra. When we got there, Paul went in first to find a good spot for the two of us. He called me on my cell phone and let me know of a place at the bar that had just opened up. So in I went. Paul was sitting at a nearby table and I went on up to the bar and hitched myself up on the barstool. The crowd was a nice mix of younger and middle-aged singles and couples. There was a house band playing classic rock tunes in the corner, but not too many people dancing on the postage stamp sized dance floor they had. I ordered a margarita and drank it down pretty fast. This was the first time I'd done this in front of Paul and I was a bit nervous. I don't know why... maybe performance anxiety. LOL Diary of a Slut Anyway, I let one foot fall from the rungs on the barstool which opened me up pretty good. I could tell from Paul's eyes and grin that he could see pretty much everything, so I started letting the barstool swivel from side to side. At first, it didn't seem like anyone was noticing, but soon I noticed several eyes on me (male and female). One of the guys who'd been looking came up to the bar and started chatting me up. I knew Paul was right there to take care of me if I needed him, so I let this guy (Rob) lead me out to the dance floor. The band had been playing a slow song, but by the time we got out, they had segued into a fast number. I had a ball, dancing, spinning, twirling, and letting my skirt fly up over my ass almost continually. I know Rob was aroused; it was that obvious (and he had a NICE one too!!!). When a slow song started, Rob pulled me into him and we danced for a bit with him grinding that big cock into my thigh. He kept trying to let his hands slip down to my ass, but I kept bringing them back up to my waist. When the song was over, I thanked Rob for the dances and told him I had had a lot of fun. He wanted my number, but I wouldn't give it to him, so he gave me his business card. (I showed it to Paul later). I went into the bathroom to freshen up and one of the girls I had noticed looking at me earlier was in there. She asked me if I was having fun teasing all the guys with my crotch shots (I thought she was a little pissed off at me but wasn't sure). I told her that my husband and I liked to come in and have some fun with me showing off a bit. I told her he was sitting at one of the tables (but I didn't tell her which one or what he looked like). She got this wild look in her eye and said, "You really want to work your husband and the rest of the guys up?" I said, "What do you have in mind?" She grabbed my hand and led me out to the edge of the dance area. We just stood there for a couple of minutes moving to the music. She had moved somewhat behind me and was sort of dancing with me. The band started playing this bluesy, Southern rock medley and the two of us started dancing real sexily with each other. I glanced over at Paul and could tell from his face and his pants that he didn't mind too much. LOL This girl and I (I never got her name) were rubbing and grinding on each other like we were the main attraction at a strip joint. No clothes were coming off, but we were the main attraction. I think the band was getting a little distracted too. I swear they played the same medley thru twice! When the song was over, I grabbed her in a big hug and kissed her. I gave her my name and number and told her to call me sometime (I didn't tell Paul this... not yet anyway). I went outside to get some fresh air and called Paul on the cell and told him to pay his tab if he was running one and get out of there. I needed him. He came out and asked what was wrong. I grabbed his hard dick and said, "Nothing now". We got in the car and started home and I was so hot and wet. I took off my panties and held them up to Paul's nose and let him smell how turned on I was. I couldn't keep my hands off his cock. About halfway home he pulled down next to this creek we pass over and which is a popular fishing spot during the day. He had his pants open and his cock in me so fast I thought I was dreaming. It was kind of cramped there in the front seat, so after a few minutes of getting my head banged against the window and my foot tangled up in the steering wheel, I called a time-out. I looked around and saw that it was dark and secluded. I opened the car door and got out and told Paul to take me on the car hood. I lay on the hood of the car under the stars and had Paul slide back into me. I pushed my sweater up over my breasts and played with my nipples as Paul started pounding into me hard. I knew he wouldn't last long, but that was OK; neither did I. I let out a scream when I felt Paul's cum squirting inside me; it sent me over the edge. He collapsed over me and was catching his breath. We both jumped when we heard a voice say, "That was real sexy. Thanks!" There was this homeless guy (I guess) that had a sleeping bag up under the bridge. It was in the shadows and we hadn't noticed him there. Paul and I scrambled to get straightened up and back in the car. We started laughing as we hit the roadway and didn't stop until we got home. We stayed up pretty late talking about everything that had happened and what might happen in the future. We agreed that my flashing was very sexy but that I needed to be careful when and where I did it. We also agreed that I wouldn't go off with any guys I flashed. I assured Paul (fragile male ego) that he was more than enough man for me, that we always had great fun together and the sex wasn't half bad either. LOL I told him that I'd been fantasizing a lot lately about flashing in public and that recent events had prodded me into following thru with some of that. I also told him that I'd been fantasizing recently about being with another woman, but that other than some flashing and the dancing tonight, had not been with one and wasn't sure I'd actually follow thru with that fantasy. We agreed to talk about that one some more. April 21 At lunch today, I got to the restaurant right as the sky opened up... visions of Noah came to mind. Of course, I had forgotten my umbrella at the office, so I made a mad dash from the car to the restaurant. I was soaked thru by the time I took 3 steps. Imagine a drowned rat wearing a sheer blouse and sheer bra. You got it... it was like I had nothing on up top. And of course, the restaurant had the AC on its Arctic setting... high beams again. The owner was very nice and brought me a couple of towels from the kitchen to dry off with. I treated him to some nice jiggles as I vigorously dried my arms and I thought he was going to have a heart attack when I bent over a little to dry my legs. He couldn't make up his mind where to look. After I got seated at a booth in the back I realized I was the only customer in there. It was a little early for the lunchtime crowd, but there are usually a few people there at this time of day. As luck would have it, I didn't see "my" waiter at all, but the cute Ukrainian waitress was my server today. "Vhaht do yuu vahnt to dlink?" God I love her accent!!! LOL As I was the only one there for the moment, I got to chat with her a bit. Her name's Anna and she's only been in the US for 2 years and loves it here. She's 25, single and does not have a boyfriend. She lives by herself in a small apartment near the restaurant. Enough bio... So there I was, still soaked, but drying off a bit, my breasts and nipples quite obvious to anyone and everyone. I saw her keep looking at them and stumbling a bit as she talked and thought, "She's either embarrassed or turned on or both." I took my white linen napkin while we were talking and started "drying" my chest. All I succeeded in doing was getting my nipples even harder and draw her attention to them. I'm so bad! When she came back with my tea, there were just a couple other people in the restaurant and they were being served by another waiter. I asked her for another napkin and when she brought it to me I made a comment on how wet it was outside as I "dried" my upper thighs, pushing my skirt up as I did so. It was pretty clear that it was very wet inside as well; my thong was soaked (and not from the rain). "Yah, veddy vhet... vit rain" was her stuttered reply. I could tell she was a bit nervous, so I let her go with my order and just sat back in the corner of the booth and lightly played with myself. The only way someone could see what was going on was if they were in direct line with the seat. I didn't want to bring myself off there, not yet anyway, so I was just having fun doing something "naughty" in public without anyone seeing. I saw her out of the corner of my eye coming out of the kitchen after a while, so I closed my eyes and let my fingers do some more walking. I had my thong pushed halfway into my pussy and was stroking my clit just keeping a nice plateau. I could hear her when she got to my table, but I pretended not to notice her. I wanted to see how long she'd watch before letting me know she was there. It seemed like HOURS though it was probably only 5 minutes or so if that long. She finally cleared her throat a bit and put the plate down in front of me. I noticed that when she bent over, her blouse had an additional button unbuttoned that let me see down to her bra. Just a standard, everyday, cross-your-heart type bra, but she had done something for me! As she was bent over, I leaned up just a bit and brushed my breast against her arm and said, "Thank you so much! I love this place because everyone is so friendly." Yes, I was pouring it on thick and deep but it worked. She had this big smile on her face (and I did too) as she straightened up, dragging the length of her arm across my breast and let the back of her hand give it a little caress. I gave a little shiver as I had one of my mini-'O's. God I was hot (still am). She looked around to see where the owner was the said, "Ah'll be bahk to czech on yuu een a liddle bit." (Trying to give you the sense of her lovely accent). All I had was some soup and a salad, so they disappeared fairly quickly. I left the breadsticks alone. They're killer! When Anna came back, I had scooted over closer to the edge of the table, but the plates were more in the middle so she had to bend over me somewhat to reach them (well, she probably didn't HAVE to, but she did. LOL). She was flirting back with me just a bit as she leaned over. I let my breasts rub her arm again and made sure my legs were spread so she could see my thong wedged between my pussy lips. I said, "When you come back after taking those plates, you can tell me what else there is to have." I was feeling wanton and aggressive. I don't know what was driving me like this other than wanting to raise the bar a little more. Anna came back in a hurry from the kitchen, ready for my dessert order, I'm sure. I said, "I want you to show me where the bathroom is." She started to point where it was (I knew where it was), but I told her I wanted her to SHOW me, looking her in the eyes. She gave a small little nod and waited for me to climb out of the booth. There's no graceful way to do it even if you WANT to be careful and ladylike which I didn't. If the restaurant had been filled to capacity and if everyone had been looking my way, 148 (capacity according to Fire Marshal) people would have gotten quite the view. As it was, only Anna saw my spread-legged departure. She led me down the little hallway to the restroom door. I opened the door and sort of 'escorted' her in front of me. As the only other people in the restaurant were male (as far as I could see) I figured we were pretty safe. I took Anna's hands and put them on my breasts. She sort of froze at first, then started stroking them just a little. I unbuttoned first my blouse, then hers down to the waistband. I moved my hands to her breasts as she stroked mine. God, it felt so good and bad. I pulled her close to me and did what I had been thinking of ever since I had danced with that girl at the bar; I kissed her. The first person I've ever kissed since I started dating Paul, and the first girl I've EVER kissed (other than my mom and that doesn't count). God, her lips were so soft. She didn't kiss back for the longest time, but finally let herself go and kissed me back. FIREWORKS!!! My hands were on her ass as we continued to kiss and she continued to feel my breasts. I started scootching her skirt up slowly until I touched bare thigh. She jumped like I'd shocked her but settled down as I kept kissing her and stroking her. She was starting to moan a bit into my mouth which I took as a good sign. I pulled her into the handicapped stall and shut and latched the door. I pulled my bra up over my breasts as I sat down on the toilet. I put her hands back on them and she started tugging on my nipples. I slid my hands back up her thighs and finally felt her wet pussy. She was as soaked as I was. She was mewling like a kitten as I stroked her with my fingers. I felt her shudder with at least one orgasm before I leaned my face in for a taste. It was something I HAD to do; it was like I had this super compulsion that I couldn't resist, not that I really wanted to at this point. I pulled the crotch of her panties to one side and slipped my tongue into her. She cried out and it echoed in the room as I tasted another woman's juices for the very first time. I've tasted myself, but this was such a major rush for me. I lapped at her pussy like I love for Paul to lick mine and I felt her legs start to shake. I knew she was close, so I let one hand drop to my own to take care of myself at the same time. Her cry was much louder when she came and mine would have been too, but it was muffled for some reason... We sat there for a minute trying to gather ourselves. She had returned to this shy, embarrassed girl that occasionally served me. I had to let my heart stop pounding for a bit. We straightened up our clothes and started out. I stopped her at the door, kissed her hard and said, "I'd like to do this again when we have more time if you'd like to." She blushed, had her head down, but she nodded 'yes' and said, "I'd like that too" (screw the accent stuff!) I went by my table and left a big tip then went to the front to pay. Once again, the owner couldn't keep his eyes off my tits as the nipples were still quite obvious. I complimented him on his staff and said they were always so helpful and that I just LOVED coming (cumming?) there. He said, "We always try to please our customers". I had to grin to myself because he had NO idea how pleased I was at that moment. I turned to wave at Anna and she waved back. This will definitely be a regular stop on my lunch tour! I can't wait to get home and tell Paul what happened... I'll have to tone it down a wee bit or he'll blow his load in his pants before I even finish telling him. I've still got that other girl's number and now I think I know what I want to do. EVERYTHING!!! I'll see how Paul reacts to this event. I had to stop at a little clothing store on the way back to work for a darker blouse as the one I had on was still pretty wet and sheer. I was braless for the rest of the day, but with a soft, opaque shirt that was DRY! I couldn't say the same about my panties! April 24 After leaving the office and driving out of the parking lot, I pulled over and took off my strapless bra; I was wearing a spaghetti strap, button down top, silky material (rayon, I think, not that you really care... want the washing instructions too? LOL). I left it unbuttoned to below my breasts so from either side you can get a full view, plus the nipples were very obvious. Panties had come off too and the skirt is fairly short, but I shortened it just a bit by rolling the waistband a few times. Drove to KFC (watching the red meat) and noticed the parking lot was fairly empty . One nice thing about KFC though is that the drive thru passes right by the seating area which has HUGE windows. I've sat inside before and if you're on that side (which most people sit there for some reason ) you can look down into the cars as they pass by. So I decide to go thru the drive thru. I arrange my skirt and my blouse for maximum exposure as I pull up to the ordering speaker. I was in luck, the voice was male; he took my order and asked me drive on up. There were a couple of cars in front of me, so I took my time driving past the windows pretending to not notice anyone inside. I could see a table of 4 businessmen and a table of 3 construction workers next to the windows. As I drove past the businessmen, one turned to glance at me then did a double take so severe, he lost his glasses! LOL Oddly enough, the construction workers did not react at all... I have to think they weren't paying any attention to outside the window at all. I got up to the cashier and it was a young black guy about 19 or 20. He started to hand out my drink and just froze. I had to twist in my seat and lean over a bit to get the cup, causing my breasts to really pop out of my blouse. I handed him the money (exact change... I wasn't risking his ability to count at this point) and retrieved my roasted chicken breast. I couldn't resist asking him if he thought the breast was tender. I could see him gulp as he nodded 'yes'. I took my meal and drove around to the regular parking area and sat there in my car and ate next to a couple of cars. I had left the engine running with the windows up and doors locked. I drank my soda but left the lunch for later as I wasn't really all that hungry. My left hand was working my right breast and my right hand was where it's resided quite a bit lately: between my legs. I had pulled my skirt up in the back so I wasn't sitting on it since I don't need to come back to work with a wet spot on the back of my skirt. I've also taken the precaution of having a towel under me on the seat. I saw the 3 construction guys come out and start to get in their pickup next to me. One of them finally noticed me sitting there and what I was doing. He must have said something to his buddies because they all came to the driver's side window and looked in. I reclined my seat a bit and made sure my blouse was open for them. My fingers were working overtime on my clit. I rolled the window down just far enough so that they could hear me; I was moaning and asking them to show me their cocks. They were all rubbing themselves thru their jeans, but no one would whip it out. Just having them look at me though was VERY hot. About this time the 4 businessmen came out and noticed the 'gathering'. As they were parked on the other side of me, it was natural for them to look in before they got in their car. The next thing I know, I've got 4 other guys on the other side of the car looking in. 7 guys watching me masturbate and cum! Not a one of them would show me what they had to offer, but I could see some impressive looking lumps in the 7 pairs of pants. After about 5 or 10 minutes of having mini-Os, I could feel a big one coming. I started using both hands on me now; one rubbing my clit, the other pistoning in and out of my pussy (two fingers' worth). I don't think I actually 'shot' any cum, but it was very apparent that I came. Other than the scream "I'm cumming!" and the body convulsions, I'm pretty sure they could see the river of girl-cum that came out of me. God it felt so good! I caught my breath, straightened out my clothes and put the car in gear. They all jumped back as I backed out of the parking place and pulled out of the parking lot. Luck was with me and I was able to quickly get out on the road as I could see the 2 cars trying to catch up to me. They got stuck by traffic but I didn't. I did a few little turns and U-turns just in case. I hadn't thought of them trying to follow me and that scared me a little. I put my bra and panties back on before I got back to the office so I was more or less as presentable as I was before lunch. April 28 Lunchtime again at my favorite Italian restaurant. I had on a button down dress of thin, soft cotton, flowery print. Of course, the panties and bra had come off on the way over to the restaurant. I'd given myself a little "buzz" while driving to get in the mood, not that I needed any help in that arena. I was seated by the owner in a booth in the back. I had brought a little notebook portfolio to make it look like I was going to do some work, so I had asked for a booth in the back so I wouldn't be disturbed too much. It was perfect; away from the kitchen and set half in a little "cove" in the restaurant. VERY private. I kept wondering who was going to be serving me as I had seen both Andre and Anna working, so either one was a possibility. Anna had even seen me and given me a little wave when I first came in. Diary of a Slut Anyway, I'm sitting there with my back to the rest of the restaurant and sitting on the end of the bench. That way I could flash my waiter/waitress and not the rest of the place. The buttons were undone from the top and bottom to give good exposure. On my notepad on the second page (covered just in case) I had written, "Let me touch you" in large letters. "Allo, Miss Paula" I heard over my shoulder. I looked up and Anna was standing right behind me to my left and looking down the top of my dress. I hadn't heard her come up (it IS carpeted after all) so I was a little startled but recovered and greeted her warmly. (I won't try to do the 'accent' any more, it's too cumbersome). She didn't move, so I knew she was enjoying the view. I bent forward just a little to open up the view even more. I said, "I'm glad you're going to be taking care of me today, Anna." I wondered if she'd pick up on the double meaning; I hoped so. I tugged on the side of my dress to pull the top completely open for her. I saw her look quickly around to see if anyone else could see, then she let her hand rest on my shoulder and slide down to the top of my breast. She bent over just a bit giving me the menu with her left hand while letting her right slide the rest of the way down and giving my nipple a little pinch. OMG it was good. I was a little surprised that she was being so bold, but I wasn't complaining! I let out a huge sigh of contentment as she stroked and played with my breast. She straightened back up and asked if I wanted iced tea again (I apparently made an impact on her so she remembered what I drank! LOL). I said I did and she left to go get it. When she came back with my tea, she came right beside me and placed it on the table on the far side of my portfolio. She was bent over the table a bit and I took advantage of the opportunity to caress her breast a bit. I could tell that she wasn't wearing the same kind of bra that she had been. This one was a lot more sheer feeling and soft. I played with her breast for a little while until she stood back up and said she had to see to her other customers. I could see that her nipples were poking out a bit and hoped the other customers enjoyed them as much as I did. I had decided on my usual soup and salad, but when Anna came back, I pretended I wasn't sure what to get. I had uncovered the note in the portfolio and let her see that while I "decided" on what to get. She came closer to the table and was giving me "suggestions" on what was good. Meanwhile, I was running my left hand up her leg. Her panties had been upgraded as well from what I could feel. They were more of a bikini type and weren't cotton. Whatever they were made of, they were getting wet. I let my fingers do the walking as I stroked her clit for a bit... just enough to stoke her fires. She finally had to leave the table and take my order to the kitchen. I told her when she was leaving to take her panties off for me. She blushed the cutest shade of pink and went into the kitchen. I saw her for a few moments tending to other customers as I sipped on my tea and gave myself some "maintenance" strokes. When she brought my soup and salad with the omnipresent breadsticks, my left hand went straight up her skirt and discovered that she had obeyed my request. I took a breadstick in my other hand and began performing fellatio on it. I could feel her shudder and she squeaked when she came on my fingers. I pulled my fingers out from under her skirt and wiped them on the breadstick then ate it. I know I shouldn't have... I'll just have to work harder to take that extra pound off now. LOL She straightened up a bit and left me to my meal for the time being. I tried to finish quickly as I didn't want all my time being spent on eating Italian. I was more interested in eating Ukrainian! LOL When I finished, I looked around and saw her, caught her eye, and got up from the table and walked to the restroom on the other side of the kitchen. I had buttoned up a couple of buttons to make myself a little more publicly presentable. I went straight to the handicapped stall when I saw that there wasn't anyone else in there. I shut the door but didn't latch it and took my dress completely off. I was totally nude except for my shoes. I heard someone come in and looked thru the crack and saw it was her. I said, "Come in here, Anna." Her eyes got HUGE when she saw me. I latched the door and started unbuttoning her blouse just a bit. I wanted to see her breasts. Her bra was a sheer, baby blue number that was so much sexier than the one she had on last week. I bent over and sucked on her nipple thru her bra. She's got wonderful nipples that pop right up at the slightest stimulation. Yummy! My fingers had dipped under her skirt and were probing and stroking. I could tell she was getting close, so I dipped my head under her skirt and sucked her clit into my mouth. She went into immediate convulsions of pleasure as I held on for dear life. One hand held onto her ass while the other was still assisting my mouth. When she was finished, I stood up and kissed her hard. I know she could taste herself on my lips and chin, but just to make sure she had a good taste, I put my wet fingers in her mouth and grinned at her. She was still breathless, but she sucked on those fingers like they were made of candy (they were kind of sweet!) My hand had gone to my pussy and was stroking my clit as she sucked on my fingers but soon she knelt down and tentatively stuck her tongue out to meet my pussy. I didn't push her to suck me (though I wanted to), I just let her find her pace. It was a bit frustrating, wanting her to dive right in and get me off, but I also didn't want to scare her by being too aggressive (hell, I felt too aggressive already!). She finally decided she liked it and went after it good enough to give me a good big "O". I had to bite the side of my hand to stay quiet, but I didn't leave any doubt with her that I had cum. I pulled her up and kissed her again, tasting myself on her mouth. I was getting horny again, but I had to get back here to work and I knew she'd be missed after a bit, so I got re-dressed, she straightened her hair and washed her face. We left the stall together and I grinned at a woman who had apparently come in while we were 'busy'. Anna was somewhat behind me and blocked by my body, so I don't thing she was recognized, but this other woman knew what we'd been up to. I left Anna's juices drying on my face as I left her a good tip, paid for my meal, and went back to work. I didn't wash up until I got back to the office restroom. I felt so decadent but I can't wait to tell Paul! May 1 Well, you can pretty much guess what happened on Friday night when Paul got home. I had been kept WAITING! He had to pay a fine for his tardiness and I wasn't accepting US currency. LOL When I heard him drive up, I was on my knees, waiting at the door. As soon as it opened, his fly was open and I had him in my mouth. When he was good and hard and starting to twitch, I stood up and led him into the bedroom. I decided to tie him up so that when I told him about lunch, he'd get as horny as I had been all afternoon. That may have been a mistake. He came VERY close to breaking the bed pulling on those ties. As it is, he's got red marks on his wrists and ankles. What can I say? He got very turned on as I told him about lunch while kneeling just above his head. He could see, but he couldn't touch or taste (at least until I wanted him too). Once I settled myself down onto his mouth he was possessed and quickly brought me to several hard orgasms. I sat myself down on his cock and began moving up and down on it as I untied his arms. He didn't take long to cum since I was asking him to imagine Anna licking my pussy and clit while he pumped into me. We grabbed a quick bite to eat, watched a little TV, and then went back to bed early. It was my turn to be tied up, and he started me face down with a pillow under me. Once he had me secure, he told me I was very bad for teasing him and for teasing Anna. Then he started to spank me. Not too hard or too long, but my ass got a warming! Once he felt I was suitably punished, he pulled my hips up and pounded into me. Again it didn't take him long to cum, but then, it didn't take me long either. He untied me and we fell asleep. That was Friday. Saturday, we got up to go riding on our bikes. I decided at the last minute that I didn't feel like taking mine and that I'd ride on the back of Paul's. I was wearing a halter top with a windbreaker over it and a pair of legging pants. Paul was wearing his usual jeans and tee shirt (one of those Big Johnson shirts: Chicks Love a Long Ball...). We got out on the road and started cruising thru some of the back roads around our area. There aren't a lot of hills around here, but there were some nice curves so we were having a lot of fun. Sitting behind him with my arms around him, I just naturally had let my hands fall down into his lap. Of course they found something to play with while Paul drove. Squeezing and stroking, I had him hard as a rock in no time and the vibrations of the engine were keeping me pretty revved up too. When we got to a backwoods area of our county, I unzipped his jeans and pulled him out. Paul found this little stream and we pulled over beside it. We got off the bike (him flopping around all over the place) and went down the stream a little ways to a clearing under a tree. We undressed each other and made love under the sun. It was VERY nice. We took our time and just enjoyed each other while we 'rested' from riding. Heading back home I could feel Paul's cum oozing out and soaking the crotch of my leggings. Since they were a light gray color, I knew that there would be a big, obvious wet spot. When we were at a stop sign, I told Paul that he had made my pants VERY wet. He just grinned back at me but didn't say anything. I should have kept my mouth shut because at the first gas station we came to, Paul stopped and had ME go inside to pay for the gas. I kept my helmet and sunglasses on, but I could see that everyone saw the big wet spot on my crotch. God, it was so embarrassing and such a turn on at the same time. Everyone in the store knew I'd just had sex and that my man's seed was dripping out of my pussy. Almost makes me cum just thinking about it. We got back home without further incident and took a hot shower together. We grabbed a quick bite to eat then talked about what to do the rest of the day. We both said we wanted to go out in the evening, so we did a little house cleaning and straightening so we could leave the house looking halfway decent. There's this big bar/club about 10 miles from our place that actually has 3 "themes" for the bars: Country, Rock, and Oldies. We decided to go check it out as we've never been even though it's so close. It was VERY crowded when we got there, but we squeezed in and looked around. We went to the Rock section which was packed, but we managed to find a hi-top table about halfway between the bar and the band. I was wearing one of my button down cotton dresses. Of course, there was no bra and only a small thong underneath. I dragged Paul out on the dance floor for a couple of songs and we were having a great time. Paul and I were both looking around to see what 'opportunities' there were for me to have fun (we had OBVIOUSLY discussed this prior to going out). What I hadn't thought about when choosing my dress was that in the bright lights off the band stage, that thin dress became almost see-thru. You COULD see that I didn't have a bra on and it LOOKED like I didn't have any panties either (at least that's what Paul said later). So I was getting looks from just about everyone there. We went back to our table after those two dances and had a drink. Sitting on the high bar stool gave me the opportunity to let my legs fall open just enough to give people a little peek, but make it look accidental at the same time. Paul didn't want to dance again right away, so I decided to head to the ladies room which was back across the club near the entrance. I had to sort of 'dance' my way thru the crowd and I know I got groped about 3 or 4 times; just quick grabs of my ass as I passed. Coming back thru the crowd was just as exciting, but one person actually slid their hand up the inside of my thigh and gave my pussy a quick feel. My legs almost collapsed it felt so good! I finally made it back to the table and Paul noticed how flushed I was. I could tell he got hard when I told him what happened. I unbuttoned a couple more buttons up top and one more at the bottom of my dress then I dragged Paul back out onto the dance floor. It was so crowded that it was impossible to tell who was dancing with whom and bodies were bumping and rubbing on each other. I put my back to Paul and pushed my ass into his crotch and was rubbing him while dancing. He had his hands on my waist, stroking down to my hips and back. I was getting turned on and I could tell Paul was too. I happened to catch eyes with this girl that was dancing nearby. I couldn't tell if she was with anyone or not, but she was a cute little thing and she was staring at me (and Paul too I guess). I put my hands over Paul's and as I kept this girl's eyes, I brought his hands up to my breasts. He cupped his hands under each one and gave the nipples a little flick of his fingers. I let out an audible moan, but I don't anyone heard it. When my eyes readjusted, I noticed that the girl was right in front of me now, dancing very sexily for the two of us. She got closer and closer until I was wedged between her and Paul. I won't describe all the different things she did out on the dance floor, but at one point we had our hands on the other's breasts. Another point was when she was face to face with me practically rubbing crotches with me. I took her hands and moved them around to my ass where she could also feel Paul's hard cock rubbing on me. We asked her if we could buy her a drink which she accepted. She followed us back to our table and sat between us. It turns out that Sara is a grad student at the University of Florida, had grown up in Orange Park (just to our North and where this club was) and she was home visiting friends and family but had come out to have some fun by herself. I asked her if she WAS having fun, and she said she was having more fun now with a big grin. Paul was looking at me like he was trying to figure out where I was going with this. I wanted to see how far our new friend was willing to go and see if we all wanted to go 'there' together. After a bit more conversation (to speed the telling of the account up) she explained that she was bi, had just split from her boyfriend, had had a couple of 'bi' affairs in the past and was not averse to having a little fun with an older couple (us). I looked at Paul and saw pure lust in his eyes. We paid our tab and led Sara out of the club. I rode with Sara in her car to help her find our place while Paul led the way. I gave Sara a quick run-down of what had been happening to me in the last few months and saw her getting excited. When we got to the house, we went straight back to the bedroom. I told Paul to sit in the chair at first while Sara and I got to know each other a little better. We undressed each other while we kissed. Her lips were so soft and yet so hungry. When I knelt down to remove her panties, I looked over at Paul and gave her pussy a big, long, slow lick. She grabbed the back of my head, he unzipped and pulled his cock out, and I dropped a hand down to my own pussy. We climbed up onto the bed and kissed and caressed each other for the longest, sweetest time. She started to slide down my body, kissing my breasts, my tummy, and finally my pussy. When her tongue first hit my clit, my head snapped back in ecstasy. This girl knew what she was doing! I motioned Paul over to the side of the bed and took his cock in my mouth. He finished getting undressed as I tried to suck his toenails up thru his cock. I took his cock out of my mouth and grabbed Sara and pulled her around in a 69. I knew I was in heaven as soon as I tasted her sweet pussy. Even after dancing in that club for a couple of hours, she still tasted so fresh! Paul was standing there beside the bed and started stroking the two of us; tits, asses, sides, arms, legs... whatever he could reach. I reached over and grabbed his cock and pulled him up behind Sara. I sucked on him a while and then put his cock up against her pussy. I then went back to attacking her clit with the bonus of having Paul's cock make an appearance every couple of seconds for a quick lick. I could feel her moaning into my pussy and I know my clit was vibrating on overdrive. Paul couldn't possibly last for very long with the stimulation of the moment, the tightness of her pussy and my tongue licking him at the same time. He let out a roar and came hard in her. I had my tongue flicking her clit and the underside of his shaft when he came, so Sara wasn't far behind. As he pulled his cock out of her, I sucked it clean then began to suck his cum out of her. I was going to save some of it for her, but she had re-attacked my clit and my pussy with her tongue and mouth. When I came, I ended up swallowing most of it, but did have a little left to share with her when I flipped back around to give her a big "Thank You" kiss. The three of us cuddled on the bed for a little longer but Sara had to get back to her parents' house before they called out an APB on her. Paul and I talked thru much of the night about what had happened, whether we liked it (YES!!!), whether we want it to happen again (Yes!), how often we want it to happen (Special occasions, probably no more than once a month at least at first), and what else might we want to happen. We didn't go to sleep until about 4 AM and slept until after noon. We didn't do anything "sexy" on Sunday as we were both pretty worn out physically, mentally, and emotionally. We did a lot of cuddling and reassuring each other of our love. We reassessed what we had talked about the night before and will give this a shot for a while then see where we stand. I'm still sort of in shock that it happened. We had talked about the possibility and used it as a fantasy, but to have it actually happen has taken my breath away. It was incredibly sexy, lots of fun, and thrilling all at once; it was also a little frightening. I DO know that if I have my choice of the next 3 way (assuming we don't chicken out) is to have a bi guy over. I want to see Paul suck his cock and take it up the ass while he's fucking me. That's MY big fantasy. May 5 I love my Italian restaurant and have made it a habit to go for lunch on Fridays. After taking care of my initial preparations (removal of bra and half-slip, loosening of dress tie) I got to the restaurant and was seated promptly by the owner. I had requested the back table again and sat in the same position, with my back to the rest of the restaurant. It wasn't too crowded today so I was hoping for some good "quality time" with either Andre or Anna. As luck would have it, I didn't see Anna at all today. Andre appeared at the table as I sat there pretending to work. I let him wait for a couple of moments and let him look at my semi-exposed breasts. I know he could see most if not all of them the way the fabric was hanging. I let my eyes crawl up his body until I was looking at his face and he finally asked me what I wanted to drink. Heh heh... if he only knew what I was thinking! I ordered my second choice and watched his tight buns walk away to get my drink. I returned to writing in the portfolio (nonsense if you must know... just wanted to appear busy) and pulled the side of my top to the side a bit to make sure he got the FULL view. I heard him coming up behind me but he didn't come around the edge of the table for a while. He was taking in as much a look as he thought he could get away with, so I gave him a show. I reached into the top of my dress and started caressing my breast. My nipple was VERY hard and I pulled the edge of the dress over it so that it was exposed to view. With my other hand I started lightly stroking my clit; letting the bottom half of the dress fall open. I even moaned out Andre's name to tease my big peeper.