0 comments/ 133208 views/ 16 favorites Ultimate Phone Sex By: Barb36D This story is specially dedicated to a new and dear friend, for being a constant source of inspiration. BIG SMOOCHES FOR YOU! ***** “Bouncing Betty” Rogers was the rather demeaning nickname I’ve been trying to overcome since college. It’s been over twenty-five years since under-the-bleacher-blowjobs, wet T-shirt contests and naked table dancing at frat houses. Now I was a respectable, conservative mother of two college kids with a devoted husband and a good job. As business administrator at the regional office of a national organization for almost twenty years, I had gained the respect of my peers and employees alike. “So Betty, I suppose David will be joining you for the Minneapolis conference, with it being your wedding anniversary? Asked Tina, my closest friend. Her given name was Christine, but I’ve known my favorite co-worker as Tina for fifteen of those twenty years. That little gleam in her eye tells me she probably knows me too well. “Yes Tina, I believe my husband plans on coming with me to Minneapolis. Is that a problem?” I returned with a raised eyebrow. “No, no problem! It’s just that well, there’ll be so many sexy, available guys from the company there…” She started and brushed back her long brunette hair. “Hey Tina, that’s YOUR department! Remember, I’m the happily married mother of two. You’re the divorced, horny old lady doing the window shipping!” I reminded her. “What do you mean OLD! I may be horny, but I’m not old!” She snapped back defensively. “WhatEVER!” I knew better than to give her grief about the age thing. She was still ten years younger than I. Considering we both worked out together, I knew her petite 40-year-old body was every bit as toned as that of a healthy 30-year-old. She is always on the prowl for some young stud, to keep her feeling young, I suppose. Actually, it’s been my secret pastime to observe her sexual exploits over the years. Her many relationships with 20 and 30-year-old men/boys never last very long, but her expertise in the art of seduction is intriguing to witness. But enough about Tina’s boy-toys, I’ve got to concentrate on making myself sexy for my Honey. With only a matter of days before our trip, I wanted to find something special to celebrate our anniversary in style. Fumbling through racks of flimsy nightgowns and assorted lingerie, I settled on a long, black, transparent negligee. “That’s nice Betty; here’s something to put on underneath it,” whispered Tina, holding up a black bustier and garter belt. “Oh God, Tina! I could never…” “Never what? Never gave your man what every man REALLY wants? My Lord, you’re in Victoria’s Secret! Here, try it on,” she demanded. “But, it’s a 34 and I wear a 36,” I countered, searching for any excuse to get out of trying it on. “Perfect! You want it to be nice and tight, so those big tits of yours are aching to fall out –trust me,” she said, with her all-knowing stare. Reluctantly I opted to appease Tina and headed to the dressing room. There was indeed some latent urge inside me that wanted to see how I would look in something so risqué. Standing naked in front of the full-length mirror, I zipped up the tight bustier and pulled it around to shove my tits in the too small cups. Fixing the catches on the garter belt, I slowly stood back and looked up. I must have alerted the entire store with my hoots of laughter at that point. My God, do I look like an over-the-hill whore, or what? The super-tight garment made it hard to breathe, as my laughter subsided. I did admire the slimming effect of the black bustier, even if it only served to luridly draw attention to my ample tits and pussy. Playing with my newfound self-image, I posed like so many Playboy centerfolds and was delightfully amused at how sexy my body still was. Oh, I couldn’t ignore my wide hips and dimpled thighs, but clearly the sexy outfit emphasized my more dominant and alluring attributes. I tried the long black negligee over it, and my mind’s eye flashed back to an earlier time. A time before the constraints of marriage, kids and my job dictated the direction my life would take. Suddenly I didn’t see the ripples and wrinkles of age, only the sleek body of a born seducer. I recalled how proudly I used to display my sexy self back then; how every man’s attention was drawn to my skimpy mini-skirts and billowing tube tops. A tear formed in my eye, and fell down my cheek, as reality set in. I had never required such garments to accentuate my assets back then; it never even occurred to me that they were necessary. “Well, old girl, there’s no going back. If its tits and ass my husband needs, then this should do the trick!” I said out loud, and struck my Wonder Woman pose. “You about done in there, Betty?” Yelled Tina. “Yeah Tina, I’ll be right out!” I answered and wiped away one final sniffle. “Well, so, what do you think? Was I right, or not?” Tina nodded. “OK, OK I admit it. You were right, but now I have to find the perfect dress and shoes,” I snickered. “Betty’s gonna be a SL-UT! Betty’s gonna be a SLUT!” Tina announced, loud enough to turn the heads of the other shoppers. “Shhh! Shut up, you crazy bitch,” I muttered and dragged her hooting from the shop. “Remember now, the dress has to be apropos for business functions,” I told Tina, as my blushing face returned to its normal color. “Oh I know JUST the place. It’s the same shop I get all my formals.” “God help us,” I thought, recalling several of Tina’s stylish, but revealing ensembles. In no time, we were perusing through the most outlandish dresses Mr. Gino’s had to offer. Tina oohed and aahed, as she tore several startling numbers from the petite racks. I couldn’t see even one dress or gown that I would even half-way consider conservative. This was definitely not my kind of store. A young salesgirl approached me. “Is there something special you have in mind?” She asked politely. “I’m afraid, they’re all a little too “showy” for me,” I admitted. “I’ll bet you’re looking for something more conservative, perhaps?” She offered. I nodded and she motioned for me to follow her. As we made our way through a maze of colorful racks, she asked if I’d ever seen the movie, “True Lies”. I said, “Yes”, as she brought us to a rack of black dresses. Pulling a size ten from the rack, she held it up to me. “We call this one, the “Jamie Lee”,” she smiled. It was a darling little black shift, with sheer black netting that covered the shoulders and the length of each arm. The 3-inch hem was a ruffle made from the same transparent netting. It definitely fulfilled the conservative requirement, but was still quite attractive. I smiled and took it from her to try on. In the dressing room, I squeezed myself into the dress. I was delighted at how well it fit me, in all the right places. This will be great for dinner and dancing, and long enough to hide the special lingerie I had picked out. I was so happy to find it, I stepped outside to look in the three way mirror at myself. “This is wonderful!” I remarked to the salesgirl. “I can’t get over how stylish and yet conservative it is, I mean compared to your other dresses,” I said, admiring myself. “I don’t recall seeing the dress in the movie though. I must have missed that scene.” “Hummm,” the salesgirl thought. “It was a pretty major scene in the movie. Maybe you recall it more like this,” she said, and tore the hem off. The top netting was also fastened with velcro and easily tore away to reveal my bare shoulders and arms. “OH, THAT DRESS!” I screamed, still shocked from her unexpected unraveling. Instantly I recalled Jamie Lee Curtis’ clumsy, but very sexy dance, as I gaped at the now revealing garment. Hell, I still looked good in it! Maybe 70 degrees hotter, but I looked GOOD! Tina was off in her own world, so I told the sales girl not to comment on the dress, as we reattached the extra parts. “Oh Ma’am, there are other features to the dress…” the girl started, but was interrupted by Tina. “So did you find something? Let me see!” Begged Tina. “No, I think I’ll keep it a surprise, until Minneapolis,” I said smugly. “OK then, I won’t show you mine either!” Pouted Tina, dying to show off her new purchase. The salesgirl never did get a chance to tell me more about the dress, but I figured it couldn’t be that important anyway. At another store, I picked up a pair of black leather patent spiked pumps and a couple pair of black hose for the garter belt. I felt a devilish delight, knowing that David would be the only one aware of my secret dress and sexy lingerie. And, even he wouldn’t know, until then. Packing my new goodies deep in the suitcase, I eagerly anticipated our departure date. The next few days were a blur of extra office work, preparing company presentations and arranging for the trip. I was glad to have all my outfits packed. I still had errands to run the final afternoon before we were to leave, so I made one more email check that morning. URGENT MESSAGE FROM CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS: Due to unexpected, but necessary cutbacks in travel and lodging, spouses expenses will not be covered for the upcoming conference. Since many couples cannot afford the extra expense, we feel it’s only fair to request that all spouses not attend. We regret the timing of this communiqué and any inconvenience this may cause, so on and so on… I immediately fell back into my chair, stunned beyond belief. A huge sigh of disgust resonated like a wave through the office. How can I ever explain this to David? “Well, that’s a major kick in the crotch!” Exclaimed Tina, seeing my tear-filled eyes. “Oh, screw the bosses Betty! You and I can share a room. We’ll get drunk every night, if you want? Huh, what do ya say?” “I’m sorry Tina. I’ve got to figure out how to break this to David,” I said, trying to regain my professional composure. Surprisingly, David wasn’t nearly as upset as I had expected. He agreed, the bad news was rather untimely, but we could still celebrate our anniversary when I returned. In the meantime, he joked that I could call him and we could have phone sex. I assured him that I would definitely call regularly, but with Tina in the room, I doubted phone sex would ever happen. Tina and I flew out the next day, as scheduled. Soaring at 20,000 feet, I was finally able to lay back and relax. The last few days had been so frustrating, with last minute changes and all, that it was nice just to rest my eyes. “So, was David awfully pissed off, when you gave him the news?” Asked Tina, not letting me rest for long. “No. Actually, he was very understanding,” I remarked, with eyes shut. “Too bad you won’t have a chance to show off your new slutty outfit!” She quipped. “OH MY GOD!” “What…what’s wrong, Betty?” “I forgot all about that! I didn’t repack anything else to wear for the formal dinner,” I said, biting my lower lip. “And dancing –don’t forget that!” Added Tina. “Don’t think I’ll be doing any dancing, without David,” I surmised. “Oh nonsense, I’m going dancing and you know I’ll need a chaperone!” She cried and squeezed my arm. “C’mon Betty, after two days of company bullshit, you’ll be aching to down a few stiff ones and cut-a-rug?” She pleaded. “Well, I doubt it, but we’ll see,” I said sadly. “Besides, you promised to model your new outfit for me, remember?” She added. A sinking feeling of utter loneliness hit me, as I dosed off. David and I love to go dancing. Nodding off, my mind raced with blurred visions of older days, when my husband and I would make a night of it. Drinking, dancing, flirting and necking like school kids. We would both get wasted and end up in a cornfield somewhere. I never thought twice about stripping down and taking a cockfull of his hot cum in my mouth or pussy. Come to think of it, it’s amazing we never got caught, considering how blatant we were. In my semi-sleep I recalled each one of those sweet episodes for the balance of the flight. By the time we reached Minneapolis, I had to shift in my seat a few times to accommodate for the wetness between my legs. I gave up smoking years ago, but boy, I needed one then. We made our way from the airport and got settled in our room at the Hyatt Regency. “At least the company didn’t skimp on the room!” Noted Tina, as she stripped out of her power suit. Modesty was not one of Tina’s strong points. Though it wasn’t uncommon for me to see her in the buff, as I had so many times at the gym, somehow it felt odd seeing her do it in a hotel room. It seemed to take on an even weirder connotation, when her naked self casually sauntered up beside me and took hold of blazer lapels. I froze in fear, as she slowly pulled my arms out. She tossed the blazer on the bed and started for my blouse buttons. “TINA! What ARE you doing?” I shouted, and pulled her hands away. “Oh Betty, don’t be such a prude! I’m just playing with you,” she winked and dropped her hands to my hips. “Just trying to take you mind off David, silly,” she smiled and pulled my blouse out of my skirt. “Well, there’s other ways you can do that, without coming on to me!” I suggested and moved her hands away again. “I’m sorry Honey. I certainly didn’t mean any harm. Just playing, ya know?” she said pouting. I knew Tina wasn’t into girls, so I smiled at her pouting lips and took her hands in mine. “Oh you funny girl. I never know if you’re kidding or not! What should we do now? How about a swim?” I laughed and brought our hands together in front of us, which inadvertently squished her c-cup tits together. My eyes were immediately drawn to her nipples; they were hard as can be. “So, how about that swim? Does that sound good?” I repeated, trying to divert my attention from her boobs. “Sure. A swim sounds good,” she continued and caught my lingering glance. “Or I could just rip off your skirt and go down on you right here and now!” She whispered and ran my hands across her taunt nipples. My expression of indignation and surprise at her words and actions brought an immediate response, “JUST KIDDING!!!” She yelled and let go of my hands. I smiled smugly, rolled my eyes and shook my head, while she retreated to her suitcase for a bikini. Realizing she had probably downed at least two drinks on the plane, which accounted for her crazy behavior, I stripped down and squirmed into my one-piece swimsuit. Stuffing my 36D’s into the suit, I caught her glaring at me and licking her lips. “Now cut it out, Tina,” I blushed, and grabbed my bathrobe. She laughed at my embarrassment. She was still chuckling when we got on the elevator, while I murmured ineffective reprimands. The elevator stopped on the seventh floor for new passengers –all men. I couldn’t help but notice a tall, handsome dark-haired young man in swimming trunks and towel draped around his neck, as the men each gave us the once-over and stepped inside. “Charlie? Charlie Barett… is that you?” Screeched Tina. When she belted out his name, it dawned on me he was that cute freshman salesman we met last year. His broad dimpled smile formed, as he recognized Tina. “Christine Lambert and Betty Rogers right?” He asked, as his brown eyes undressed each of us. “Gosh Charlie, what a good memory you have,” said Tina, batting her eyes and pulling back her long brunette tresses. “How could I EVER forget the two most desirable babes this company has to offer?” He remarked charmingly. Yes, he was a charmer. Even at the tender age of 23, he was every bit a charmer. At last year’s conference Tina hit on him, with both guns ablaze. The two of them danced up a storm until the wee hours, but I don’t think Tina took him to bed. She would have told me, I’m sure. “Why not join us for some hot tub action, you big stud?” Winked Tina, as the elevator stopped on the lower level. He had to agree, when she dragged him by the hand from the elevator. I followed at a safe distance, as the two locked arms and giggled in front of me. We got in the large whirlpool and Tina made a quick escape to get us a round of drinks. Young Charlie edged his way over to me. He was uncomfortably close, actually, and spread his arm behind me. “So, no spouses this year?” He said seductively. “Yep, that’s right Charlie,” I answered glibly. “Suppose that means I can ask you for a dance this year?” He teased and ran his fingers under my shoulder strap. It was such a cheesy come-on, but he was undeniably attractive. I decided to play along. I turned and stared him dead in the eyes and ran my hand over his hairy chest and toyed with his nipple. “Hmmm. I suppose you could ASK –no harm in asking is there?” I purred and rolled his nipple through my fingers. I felt his pulse quicken, as I watched him pull my strap over my shoulder. Feeling his hand on my other shoulder, I turned to watch his fingers pull down my other strap. “You realize Charlie, I’m old enough to be your mother,” I stated. “I’ve got a THING for older women,” he said, pulling my straps down further to display my deep cleavage. “And what kind of thing is that?” I asked and dropped my hand under the water to his trunks. My hand was met by a mammoth sized cock, apparently with a life all its own. How else could it have escaped his trunks? I mean, this sucker was HUGE and thick. I gripped it as best as I could under the large circumcised head and started yanking on it. “A big thing, and it’s just for you, Betty,” he said, blinking his eyes in rhythm to my jerks. “Tell you what handsome. If you can keep from cuming, maybe I’ll dance with you –maybe,” I teased and jacked him faster and harder. He reluctantly nodded and tensed up, while I tugged on his tool like crazy. Lowering my other hand, I two-fisted his 11-inch monster until it was a mass of throbbing veins ready to explode. Just then, I caught sight of Tina with our drinks. A few hard, fast jerks and I had to release him. I fixed my suit straps back in place, and smiled at Charlie’s altered face. He was as red as a beet and in definite need of oxygen, as Tina approached. “You two having a good time, without me?” She said, handing us our drinks. “Why Charlie, you’re face is as red as a fire engine!” “I think Charlie got a little over-heated,” I said, laughing and standing to make my exit. “Betty, where are you going? Hope it wasn’t something I said?” Asked Tina rhetorically. “No, no problem here,” I smiled and chuckled at Charlie’s condition. “I should really give David a call. You guys have a good time and I’ll catch up with you later.” After a cold shower back at our room, I realized that besides being lonely, now I was horny as hell. With the room to myself, I opted to dry off au natural. Spreading my naked body across the bed, I reached for the phone. “David, yeah it’s me. How are YOU doing? God, Honey I miss you!” “Are you OK? You sound a little anxious,” he noticed. “Oh I’m OK, really –just kind of horny,” I admitted. “Hummm, how’d you get that way?” “You wouldn’t believe me, if I told you,” I began. “So try me,” he prodded. “Well first, you know I’ve never been into that lesbian stuff…” “Yes, go on,” he begged, anxious for details. “Tina had a few too many drinks on the plane I think, cause she stripped down naked as soon as we got here and pretended to make a play for me.” “OH REALLY?” “Oh, don’t get all hot and bothered –nothing happened. She said she was just kidding, but her behavior did kind of make me wonder. I’ll have to keep an eye on her!” “So you’re not going to give me any juicy details?” He pleaded. “Why you old pervert! Jesus, you probably have your hard cock in hand already, don’t you?” “You guessed it! Well, what do you expect? That was the first thing; what’s number two?” David asked, excitedly. Hearing my husband’s sexy voice and knowing what his hand was up to got my juices flowing. Running my hand across my naked thigh, I spread my legs and felt my wet lips. Ultimate Phone Sex “Hmmmm, oh number two! Yeah, we met this kid on the elevator, when we were headed down for a swim. Charlie Barett, remember him from last year? The tall, dark young man that danced with Tina all night?” “Oh yeah, I remember. I also remember him stealing glances at your bodacious body all night! So, did he come on to you?” Asked David. “Yeah, he did –in the whirlpool. He pulled the straps down on my swimming suit…” “Yeah? Mmmmm, tell me more Baby! Did you let him lick your big tits?” I ran my saturated fingers up to my tits and wet each nipple. Closing my eyes, I pulled on each nipple, until they were quite hard. Hearing David’s heavy breathing, I figured a bit of exaggeration was in order. “There wasn’t hardly anyone in the pool area, so I let him pull my suit down, until my big tits were free. He cupped each one and licked my nipples. I told him to stop, but he only grabbed them harder and started to suck each one. That’s when I really tried to push him away.” “But Baby, you like having your tits sucked. Why make him stop?” “That’s the problem. I was starting to get quite aroused! I’ve never let anyone suck my tits but you Honey, so it was strange having this young stud turning me on. Boy-oh-boy, was he ever turning me on! Since I couldn’t pull him off, I reached under the water to smack him in the nuts, but that idea back-fired on me,” I said, reaching down between my legs again. Holding the phone to my ear with one hand, I fingered my wet pussy with the other. With two fingers on either side of my clit, I used my middle finger to tease it. “It back-fired how? Did you touch his dick?” David whispered. “The water only served to buffer my punch. I missed and hit his cock. God David, it was soo huge! I couldn’t even get my hand around it,” I stated and thrust four of my fingers into my pussy. I tried to approximate the size of Charlie’s cock, as I continued to fuck myself. Bending my legs at the knees, I shot my pelvis into the air for maximum insertion. My grunts and moans were clear indicators to David that I was having an orgasm. “So, where was Tina all this time? Was she feeling your pussy, while you jacked Charlie off? Was that it?” “Oh God yes! Tina took my other boob in her mouth and reached inside my suit. She shoved almost her entire hand inside my pussy. She kept pulling it out and pushing it in me, while I jacked Charlie’s cock off. OH GOD, DAVID! JESUS, IT’S SO HOT! HIS COCK IS SOO HARD! OH GOD, I’m… I’m coming!” I screamed and thrust my fist inside my cunt as far as my reach would let me. Twisting my hand inside, I had another orgasm, while sounds coming from the phone told me David had just shot his wad. All I wanted at that moment was to somehow stick my tongue through the phone line and lick up his goo, and I told him so. “See Baby, I told you phone sex can be fun!” Exclaimed David. “Fun and frustrating!” I noted. “How will I ever get though the next two days without your hard cock to play with, hmmmm?” “Well, for one thing, you better not just lay around in that hotel room! Get out there and have a good time. Go to dinner. Go dancing!” He commanded. “I can’t go dancing without you. See, I had this real sexy outfit for you and I forgot to leave it at home, when our plans changed. Now I don’t have anything formal to wear!” I said dismayed. “Why not just wear what you brought with you? Wear the sexy outfit! You’ll have fun,” he suspected. “Are you sure, David? The dress isn’t too risqué, but the lingerie is, shall we say, very daring,” I admitted. “Baby, I can’t wait to see it on you, but until then, I insist you wear it! I want you to turn every head in the place, especially that Charlie kid. Show him how sexy a real woman can be. If you get into trouble, just give me a call. Knock ‘em dead, Baby!” I was reticent about accepting his permission, but I felt relieved at the same time. Since I was stuck so far away from home, I might as well enjoy myself. I hung up the phone and began to climb out of bed to clean up, when I heard the door handle. “Betty! Betty, are you decent?” I heard Tina yell from the opened door. “Ah, uh yeah. I guess so,” I said and quickly covered my nakedness with sheets and blankets. “HI! Did we… wake you?” Tina asked, seeing me on the bed, with nothing but my face peering out. “Yeah, I was just taking a nap,” I lied. “Sorry Betty, didn’t mean to wake you,” smiled handsome Charlie, still wet from the whirlpool. “Charlie’s AC is on the blink, so I told him he could use our room to shower and change. Is that all right with you, Honey?” Asked Tina. “Sure, make yourself at home,” I responded quizzically. Towering over me at the foot of the bed, Charlie stared for an uncomfortably long period. His sexy dark eyes scanned me up and down, like he knew what I’d been up to. Smiling politely, I gripped the sheet top tightly and lowered my eyes to glance at his shorts. He mentioned something about looking forward to dancing, but I was too distracted to comprehend. He went to use the shower and Tina plopped herself down on the bed next to me. “God Betty, isn’t he such a stud? I just can’t keep my hands off him. We were playing, you know, messing around in the hot tub, and he had such a hardon for me,” she whispered, almost frantically. “Oh yeah? So what happened?” I asked, knowing full well whom he had the hardon for. “Well, I was running my hands over him in the water, pretending to tickle him. Then my hand bumped into his dick. Oh God Betty, he’s so huge! I don’t remember him being that well hung, when we danced together last year,” She recalled. “So, go on…” I prompted. “So anyway, I grabbed hold of it, or at least tried to. It’s SO big!” “Yes, I know it’s big. I mean, you said that already, Tina,” I caught myself. “Then he told me to stop.” “He wanted you to STOP?” I asked smiling. “Yeah, something about not wanting to do it in front of everybody, or some shit,” she said disheartened. “And then…” I prodded. “Then we came up here. Could you be a real sweetheart, and leave us alone for a while. I think he wants to fuck me,” she said, under her breath. “Sure Tina. Just hand me that bathrobe. I dress and be out of here before you know it,” I said, sitting up in bed, still clutching the sheet close to my chest. This left my backside completely exposed. Tina sat down next to me and ran her hand down my bare back. A shiver went through me, as she made tiny circles with her finger at the top of my ass crack. “I really appreciate this Betty. I owe you big time!” She purred. I wrapped the terry cloth robe around me and fed my arms into it, briefly exposing my breast when the sheet dropped. Tina’s eyes opened wide. She pulled the robe off my shoulder and kissed my neck and shoulder. “Oooh Baby, Do you always sleep in the nude?” She asked, running little circles on my shoulder with her tongue. “God Tina, you’ve got to stop that! It’s not funny anymore!” I insisted, pulled my robe closed and stood up. Tina looked up at me, shrugged and smiled. The increase of sexual tension in the room only worsened when Charlie finished his shower. He entered wearing nothing but a bath towel around his trim waist. “Ah, that feels great. Nothing like a nice hot shower to get your blood moving again!” He announced, with hands on his hips, like some super hero. “Yeah, I think I could use one too. Well, Betty, we’ll see you later?” Said Tina, implying that she wanted Charlie for herself. Tina closed the bathroom door. An awkward silence fell over the room. Finally Charlie walked over to me. I stood motionless, clutching my robe together, to hide any hint of skin. Standing directly in front of me, his big hands on my shoulders, he learned down. I lay my head back and stared at the ceiling, as his lips lightly kissed one side of my neck, then the other. “See how much I want to dance with you? I restrained myself,” He said, between kisses. I concentrated on every aspect of that stupid ceiling, every shape, every tiny shadow. It was all in vain; I sensed my body surrendering to his touch. “Maybe we should do some “dancing” right here,” he suggested and brought his face within an inch of mine. “I think Tina is making other plans for you,” I said softly, staring into his piercing eyes. Mesmerized by his seduction, I hardly noticed when his hands took mine. My fists unclenched and the robe fell open, as he pulled my arms around his waist. Our two bodies were drawn together by some inescapable magnetic force. My bosom expanded against his lower chest, and my hands felt the length of his long back, as we kissed. His thick tongue darted between my lips and I sucked it in deep. Suddenly, something inside told me this was all too easy. Charlie pulled my robe off my shoulders, leaving it hanging from my elbows. I broke away from the kiss. “Charlie, I’m married,” I stated meekly. “So, should I ask your husband if I can have this dance?” He asked coyly. “You’re such a smartass,” I observed. ”A smartass with a big cock, I’m every woman’s nightmare, right?” He spouted. I found his impudence less than endearing and pulled away. “C’mon Betty, you promised me a dance,” He begged. “Not that kind of “dance”,” I said and grabbed my clothes. His apologies continued, as I dressed, with my back to him. “So where are you going? I was hoping the three of us could get to know each other better,” he offered. “Is that “know” in the Biblical sense? I don’t THINK so,” I stated and stormed out the door. I cruised the lobby and hotel shops for over an hour, which I figured was adequate time for Charlie to get to “know” Tina. I had simmered down by then and called our room. “Oh Betty, there you are! What happened between you and Charlie? He just got dressed and said to tell you he was sorry and left,” said Tina. “Oh it’s no big deal. Just a difference of opinions,” I said to smooth everything over. I invited myself back to the room. We dressed for dinner and had a good time window-shopping, in spite of the earlier altercation. The next day went as scheduled, with all-day company meetings. Mingling and hobnobbing with the upper echelon was not our cup of tea, so we were relieved to finally drag ourselves back to the room. Considering our close relationship and having so much in common, Tina and I made a pact to cover for each other. “If either one of us gets caught in a mess, the other one will step in and make things right,” said Tina, after her third tiny bottle of tequila. “Aren’t these just the cutest little bottles? Do you suppose there are tiny little people, in tiny factories that make ‘em? I said, downing my third cognac. “I always thought they made them on airplanes!” Exclaimed Tina, cracking open another seal. As we sat on the floor and slowly got stewed, compliments of the courtesy bar, we turned back the clock to younger days. Like a pair of pie-eyed sorority sisters, we recounted nearly every boyfriend we ever had and ranked his performance. After two hours or so, we were feeling no pain. Out of nowhere, Tina scrambled to her unsteady feet and announced she would model her new dress. I watched as she stripped out of her PJ’s and fumbled through her rack of clothes. God, but she had a tight little sexy body, I thought to myself, ogling her every move. The low-cut, short sequined red dress fit her like a glove. Even without her underwear, she was hot. “Geez Tina, you look great! I mean that dress is really something on you!” I restated. “Do you really think so? Does it show my boobies enough?” She asked and thrust her chest out. “Oh I think so,” I answered, staring at her visibly hard nipples beneath the fabric. “What about my ass? How much of can you see, when I lean over? Here, I’ll give you the whole effect,” she said, pulling her red pumps on and bending over. The high heels only served to make her short, deep tanned muscular legs tighten further. Resting her hands on her knees, she turned her lowered head around to find me staring at her gorgeous gams. “Well? What do ya think? Can you see my ass?” She asked. I only slowly shook my head. “How about now?” She asked and spread her legs, which hiked up a dress a few inches; barely covering her ass. I took another swig from my mini-bottle and nervously shook my head “no” again. “And now?” She reached back with one hand and pulled the hem over the top of her tight ass. I gulped down the rest of the cognac and watched in awe, as she shifted her legs back and forth and ran her hand down her asscrack to her pussy. “Jesus Tina. You DO have a sweet looking ass!” I admitted and unconsciously licked my lips. “It’s OK Betty. It’s OK for one woman to compliment another woman. You don’t have to feel guilty, see?” She said, noticing my red face. “I know Tina. I guess, it’s like you say, I’m just a prude. Perhaps, a little jealous too,” I further admitted. “Oh nonsense girl! With a voluptuous figure like yours, you can’t be jealous?” She said, and backed herself up closer to me. “Here, feel my ass. I’ll prove it too you.” The booze must have been working overtime. Without a second thought I reached up to feel her tight, but tender ass. Running my hands over each flawless cheek, I squeezed a nice chunk of it. “So, how does it feel?” She asked. I ignored her question and continued to fondle and squeeze her ass cheeks, and felt my own ass tighten in the process. “See, it’s just like any old ass!” She stated. “The pumps make it seem tighter. Why don’t you model your new slutty outfit for me and I’ll show you what I mean?” Asked Tina. She helped me to my shaky feet and took a seat, while I rummaged through my limited wardrobe. Seeing I was uneasy stripping in front of her, she suggested I dress in the bathroom. The liquor had made me quite agreeable to whatever she suggested, so I hauled my new attire to the bathroom. Dressing myself in the sexy lingerie took my focus off of Tina. There was that sultry mature woman in the mirror again. She looked GOOD! With some extra makeup, she’d be just about perfect. Applying some extra rouge and hot red lipstick, I began to take on her persona. I slipped into the tall high heels and negligee, and opened the door to make my grand entrance. Tina had dimmed the lights and turned the radio to some easy listening station. My ankles soon adjusted to the extra height, as I strode across the floor toward her. “Betty, you look… incredible!” She said, with eyes bulging. “Betty, the Slut, if you don’t mind!” I demanded in the ultra sexy voice of my new persona. Tina rose to her feet, as I gave her a 360 degree view. Like a Victoria’s Secret model on the runway, I struck a pose and opened my negligee to show her everything. I feigned a pout and dropped the negligee, letting it softly fall at my feet. With both of us in our heels, I still had three inches on her. Running my hands down the sides of my bustier, I thrust my chest out, as she had done. “Does the lady approve?” I asked in a low voice. “Oh yes, very much so,” Tina whispered emphatically. “How does your ass feel?” She wondered. “It feels hot and tight, just like you said. Would you care to try it?” I asked and proudly turned around to show her. She came up from behind me and ran her small hands up and down my panty-covered ass. She moaned and moved her body against mine, as she continued to fondle my tightened ass. “Perhaps the lady would prefer to take those off, to get a better feel?” I suggested, referring to my black silk panties. Up until now, I was playing a silly game of show-and-tell with her. Feeling her warm hands slowly uncover my ass, I felt a familiar twinge in my pussy. Trying my best to ignore it, I let her feel up my bare ass, as I had done to her. I could almost sense my blood rushing from my head to my lower body. My nerve endings were on fire everywhere she touched. “What a hot ass you have, Baby. We’d better cool that down a bit,” she said, with her voice trailing off. With her hands massaging my cheeks, I suddenly felt her wet tongue at the top of my crack. I stood frozen in fear and unexpected anticipation, as her saliva seeped down my crack and coated my rectum. Just as I was about to call off this little game, she stopped. I let out a deep sigh of relief. Figuring the game was over, I turned to face her. “Well now, that was fun,” I said in my normal voice. “Yeah, what shall we do for fun now?” Asked Tina, standing there naked, except for her pumps. “TINA, YOUR NAKED!” I yelled and stepped back. “Betty dear, I think we need to have a little talk,” she started and took my hands in hers, guiding me to the bed. “I THINK SO! These come-ons of yours are getting way out of hand, even if we are a little drunk,” I surmised, and sat down on the bed next to her. “It’s like this Betty. We’ve been the closest of friends for years, right? I feel I can confide in you about everything.” “But THIS?” I interrupted, afraid of what she might admit to next. “Let me finish, OK? Fact is, neither one of us are gay, right?” She asked. “Well I’M certainly not! I can’t speak for you,” I said. “We both are crazy about men –that’s for sure. But I think you have a problem,” she began. “Oh it’s ME with the problem, I see,” I said unwittingly. “Yes, you ignore the idea that on a sexual level you are attracted to me.” “Oh is that it. Well excuse me if I don’t agree with your assessment!” “You can deny it, but I see it in your eyes, and tonight I felt it in your touch.” “That was just two old broads playing games, Tina –nothing more.” “Then why did you feel my ass like that? Why did you let me feel yours?” She asked tenderly and brought my hand to her thigh. “It was just a game. We got carried away,” I said softly, feeling my position weakening. Leaving my hand on her thigh, I turned my head to meet hers. A tear welled up in my eye and fell down my cheek. She sweetly leaned close to my check and kissed away the tear. Her movement caused my hand to slip down her thigh and close to her crotch. “What are you so afraid of, Honey?” She whispered, caressed my face and opened her legs. My hand was now directly on her pussy, and I didn’t pull it away. Staring into her sultry eyes, I was speechless, confused and excited all at once. “Don’t be afraid, Honey. Trust in your feelings. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do. I promise,” she said, with all seriousness. I gave her the glimpse of a smile. She kissed my forehead, and returned to focus on my eyes. “Don’t be afraid Betty. Touch me,” she whispered and closed her eyes. Watching her face, my fingers started to move on her pussy. She took a short breath, as I felt her wetness and unfolded her lips. Her eyebrows raised and she bit down on her lip, while my fingers found their way to her clitoris. I felt my own juices start to flow, but this time I didn’t wish the feeling away. I went with it. Her eyes opened. She held my wrist still, as I finger-fucked her harder. “Oh GOD Betty! That feels SO good! Where did you ever learn…” she started. “Well, I AM familiar with the territory,” I whispered and reached my other hand up to lower my bustier. “Oh Baby, you have such a delicious set of tits,” she said with utter lust in her eyes. “How can you make such a statement, if you’ve never tasted them?” I asked, cupped one of my melons and offered it to her. Tina’s hand replaced mine on my boob. She hoisted it to her lips, while I embedded my fingers further into her saturated pussy. She licked and sucked my nipple until her saliva dripped from it. She gripped a good portion of my tit and tried to suck in as much of it as she could. This sent an instant charge through me, straight to pussy. “That’s it Baby ooooooh! That’s the way David does it. I love it when you suck me hard!” I moaned. Ultimate Phone Sex “I wish I could chew on this beauties all night, Honey,” she said, as her eyes flashed up at me, with my tit between her teeth. “Be careful what you wish for, Tina”, I smiled. I must of touched her clit in just the right spot. Her eyes and mouth opened wide, while her breathing became labored. “Oh GOD BETTY! You found it Honey. Don’t stop! OH GOD! Fuck me hard –RIGHT THERE! DON’T STOP! GIVE IT TO ME –OH JESUS, I’m coming!” She yelled, looking me directly in the eyes with an expression of desire I will never forget. “OH – OH – OH!” Her yells turned into squeals of delight, as she rode me hand harder. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME BETTY!” She groaned over and over again, while I took some twisted pride, in being able to enable another woman to reach an orgasm. She flopped her back down on the bed and bucked her pelvis hard against my hand. Her pussy was so completely saturated, I accidentally thrust another finger inside her. Now I had three fingers sliding in past her lips and massaging her clit. Feeling my own juices making a wet spot beneath me, I moved up to my knees next to her. The scent of her was tantalizing, with the sweet mixture of perfume and her fluids teasing my senses. With her back arched, I felt her hand on mine. Ever so delicately she maneuvered my little finger so it joined my other three. Holding my wrist with a death grip, she pulled my hand almost completely inside her. “You like a big cock filling up your cunt don’t you, Baby? Ummmmm, so do I!” I murmured so she could hear. “YES! Oh GOD YES!” She said, thrashing around on the bed. “How ‘bout Charlie’s big cock, hmmmm? Is THAT what you need, Baby?” I asked and twisted my hand inside her. She went totally silent. Her entire body tensed tight like a steel rod. Her raised pelvis began to quiver, as her hands gripped the bed sheets. The long scream that followed told me she was in the midst of what every young girl dreams about, pure ecstasy and rapture –a perfect orgasm. I withdrew my hand and watched with admiration, as her body shook with a rhythm all it’s own. Finally, her legs gave way and her whole body collapsed. Her love juice trickled from her pussy, as she reached out to take my arm. Without a word, she brought us together for my first naked female embrace. I laid on her and pulled a stray lock of her hair from her face and smiled into those dark, familiar eyes. “That was… that was beyond belief, Betty,” she whispered and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “I think we can do better than that,” I replied. Turning my head slightly, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth to hers. Our darting tongues played hide-and-seek, while our combined saliva seeped from our mouths. My first erotic kiss with Tina lasted much longer than any kiss with a man. The tenderness and softness tempered with an underlying passion made it intoxicating. We finally broke to come up for air and giggled at how naughty we’d been. I peeled myself from her body and let out a gust of complete satisfaction, finally being able to give in to my latent desires. Tina sat up in bed, while I lay on my side facing her. She bent down and playfully licked both my tits and ran her hand up my thigh. Parting my legs, she went right to my wet pussy and began to finger me. “Now it’s my turn to make YOU feel good, Honey,” she said winking an eye. She pulled my legs further apart, which made me go flat to my back on the bed. With both hands massaging my inner thighs, she leaned down towards my crotch. “Tina, I don’t think I can go that far, right now,” I said, afraid to add another erotic image to my busy brain. “Hmmm, I SURE could,” She said and buried her head in my pussy. After a few deep licks on my tender lips, which went straight to my head, I pulled her away. She pouted like a little girl who just lost her favorite doll. “But you taste SO good.” “I just can’t deal with it right now. I’m on sensory overload as it is!” I explained. “Well OK, but just remember I owe you one!” She laughed. “Oh, you know me, I’ll remember!” I smiled with a nod. “Betty? Why did you mention Charlie? I mean really?” Tina asked. “God, what made you bring HIM up?” “Well, you did mention his name…” “It’s just that I thought you were hot for him, that’s all,” I shrugged. “No, I think it’s more than that. You mentioned big cocks and then thought of him. Hmmm, I think you want him too!” “Don’t be silly, Tina. I’m married! Remember? And, besides, he’s such a smartass,” I rationalized. “Yeah, he’s kind of a smartass, but with a big…” she started. “I know –a big cock!” I heard the same thing from him. “So, did you hear that he has a THING for older women?” I smirked. “YEAH! Well, that fucking hustler! So he DID try to put the make on you?” Tina asked. “When we went to the pool, remember, you went for drinks? He practically undressed me right there. I got back at him though,” I said winking. “How?” “He has this big idea he’s gonna dance with me tomorrow, after dinner. I grabbed his dick, more out of self-defense than anything. I started jacking him off and told him that if he ejaculated, I wouldn’t dance with him.” “So THAT’s why he was so red in the face, when I returned?” Tina guessed. “Yep, but you came back too soon. I had him at the point of no return, when you showed up,” I laughed. “So that’s why that son-of-a-bitch gave me the bullshit story about his AC being out and having to use our room,” Tina figured correctly. I went on to describe how he came on to me again in the room and intimated how nice it would be for us three to “get to know each other better”. Tina and I laughed and laughed at how calculating he was, and how everything backfired on him. Since Tina knew the whole sordid story, she appeared less infatuated with him and his sizeable tool. The eventful emotional evening made for a wonderful night’s sleep. I woke the next day, bounding with anticipation and exhilaration. After sleeping in the nude, I got out of bed and put on my sexy see-through negligee. Sleeping Tina in the other bed, also slept in the buff. Sometime during the night, she must have kicked off her covers. My petite brunette friend lay spread-eagle, with only half the sheet covering her. Gazing at her taunt, deep-tanned body, I felt a tingle pass through me. The tingle was a silent reminder of last night. Gently pulling the rest of the sheet away to fully expose her, I saw my long time buddy as a totally sensual woman. For the first time, I could admit my attraction to her. I softly sat down next to her splayed body, so as not to wake her. Ever so tenderly, I caressed her first with my eyes and then my hands. She lay motionless, as my hands worked their way up her legs and smooth hips. Feeling brave and adventurous, I ran my hands inside her thighs and cupped her mound. Dipping my third finger into her pussy, I felt her wetness. Not drenched like last night, but quite damp. In her deep sleep, she shifted her pelvis at my touch. It felt so naughty and increasingly erotic, to be tempting myself with her. With my fingers coated with her honey, I brought my hand to her breast and painted her nipples with her liquid. Not giving it a second thought, I leaned down and licked her nipples. My secret desire to taste her was realized, as the feminine flavor of her juices lingered on my lips. I licked each nipple clean and moved my hand between my own legs. A little dip into my wetness, I was eager to taste the difference. There was only a slight distinction between the two of us. I had to wake her. It was time. Dipping my fingers once again into my wetness, I smoothed my fluid over her mouth. Gently parting her lips, my finger wedged between her teeth and felt her tongue. She started sucking, as if by conditioned response. She slowly opened her eyes and moaned, as she sucked my slimy fingers. “Is that you,” she whispered and smiled. “Yes Baby, that’s a little taste of Betty-in-the-morning. You like?” I asked. “I like,” she said and smiled from ear to ear. “Up and at ‘em, Sweetcheeks! Time to rise and…” I started. “Time for dessert,” she said stretching. “Why don’t you come here and sit on my face,” she said, rather seriously. “Plenty of time for that later. We’ve got to get going,” I said, looking at the digital clock. “You promise? Later, we can have “dessert”? She begged. I smiled coyly and nodded. We dressed for the day and sat down to eat a buffet breakfast, when Tina spoke, “He’s just a horny kid trying to nail some easy company tail. We should really teach him a lesson!” “You mean Charlie? What do you have in mind?” I asked, knowing it would be a creative master plan. “Tell you what, Betty. Just follow my lead tonight; you’ll see,” she said deviously. I had the utmost confidence in Tina’s capabilities. If history proved anything, it was that she had the capacity to attempt about anything to accomplish her goals. At work, her unwavering focus on her achievements made her one of the most admired employees. Outside of work, her suspected exploits with men were legendary. Being her closest friend, I was the “Silent Keeper of Details”, regarding her intimate escapades. Actually “believing” everything she disclosed, that was something else all together. However, being a mature conservative, I relished hearing about every sordid interlude. I knew, if even half of what she said were true, Charlie-boy would be in for one hell of a night! After Tina and I attended some required seminars in the afternoon and met back up at our room, with plenty of time to dress for dinner. Many of the married employees bypassed dinner and headed back home. I couldn’t blame them for wanting to get the hell out of there, considering the circumstances. In retrospect, I suppose I’d have been better off following their lead. It seemed to take me forever to get ready, with all the hidden extras under my dress. Tina, on the other hand, was ready in a flash. Up until then, she hadn’t seen the trick dress I planned on wearing. Slipping it on and finishing my makeup, I stepped out of the bathroom. Tina complimented my attire and smiled knowingly –too knowingly, in fact. We made our way to dinner and met up with good ‘ole Charlie, who ogled us like we were a pair of lollipops, ripe for the licking. Considering most of the people at dinner were single, the drinks flowed freely. Having an open bar didn’t help matters. Frequently, Tina and I had two or three drinks lined up in front of us. After the second or third one, I was feeling mighty relaxed in my sexy outfit, while Tina chatted up a storm with anything in trousers. Our dwindling group finally finished dinner and found our way to the adjoining lounge. The small, but upscale bar was fashionably dark and comfy with plenty of little niches to get lost in and a secluded dance floor. Every so often, I would spy a lady’s leg or a sleeve peeking out of one of the high booths. The music was more for background atmosphere, at least until the DJ took over at 9 o’clock. That’s when the action started. Like cattle let out of a pen, the single men wasted no time in finding dance partners among the few remaining females. Tina and I set claim to a dark booth, as a steady stream of men approached us. Tina took to the dance floor, like a Labrador takes to water. I politely made headache excuses, opting to sit out the first few songs. Charlie and a friend sat across from our booth and waved to me. Sipping on my drink, I glanced again at Charlie’s friend. He looked so familiar, for some reason. My focus returned to the dance floor and Tina, but occasionally I glanced in their direction. It was during one of those side-glances, I saw the older man staring at me, while Charlie whispered something to him. Whatever he said to the man brought a huge smile to his face and he nodded at me. The darkness of the room, made it possible for me to ignore him. God, Charlie surely didn’t tell him about the whirlpool incident, or what followed up in our room? Now I became self-conscious and a little paranoid. After three consecutive fast disco tunes, a sweaty Tina flopped down next to me in the booth. “Whew! Those guys are merciless; I’ll never last the night at this rate!” She said, trying to catch her breath. She gulped down another Cosmopolitan, as Charlie and the other man approached us. “Hey Charlie!” Tina exclaimed. “Where have you been hiding all night, you big stud?” She teased and took his arm. “Excuse me ladies, Betty Rogers, Tina Lambert, this is Joe Schwery from the Arizona office,” said Charlie, scooting himself closer to Tina. “Betty, lonesome Joe here and you have something in common,” started Charlie. “Oh, and what could that be?” I asked, looking up at the tall tan stranger. “Joe’s married too.” “Wow, what are the odds,” I remarked sarcastically, sneaking a peak into his blue eyes. “Yes, actually I would have been headed back home by now, if it weren’t for a mix up at the airport. Hope you don’t mind if we join you girls?” he asked in a gentle, friendly voice. Something in his voice and manner immediately told me is wasn’t in the same league as Charlie. I scooted over to make room for him and we soon fell into a pleasant conversation. Anxious Tina pulled Charlie out of the booth and onto the dance floor, as Joe and I made small talk. His broad sexy smile and gestures denoted a totally married man, not accustomed to flirting with women. It was amazing how honestly cute he was, as he nervously tried to compliment my appearance. Considering his slightly receding hairline, I figured him to be in his mid-30’s. His tailored suit fit his tall, but muscular frame quite well. “Man, that Tina is quite the dancer!” Said Joe, after a long silence. “Yeah, she really gets into it. Tell mw Joe, do you and your wife dance?” I asked. “We used to quite a bit. But with kids and everything, we just don’t seem to find the time. Do you and your husband trip the light fantastic?” He returned my question. “God, I haven’t heard that expression in years. Yeah, we get out every so often,” I answered and took another sip of my drink. There was another long, pregnant pause, as we watched Tina shaking her booty for Charlie. The two of them hadn’t missed a beat from last year. They looked like a pair of sex-starved kids, as they fondled each other on the dark dance floor. I, and many other patrons, were getting hot just watching them. Running my hands down both sides of my tall drink, Joe asked, “Maybe you’d like to join them? Err, I mean, would you like to dance?” He asked sheepishly. I simply smiled and gave him my hand. We hadn’t been on the dance floor but a few seconds, when the DJ changed switched to a slow song. Joe charmingly offered his left hand and wrapped his other around my waist. In my three-inch pumps, I wasn’t much shorter than him, so we matched up well. With our bodies touching, I was able to follow his turns and dips easily. “Why Joe, you should get out more often,” I said smiling, returning to his chest after a few twirls. “If I had a beautiful and graceful partner like you, I’d go out EVERY night!” He whispered in my ear, feeling bolder. “Joe, I do believe you’re a romantic,” I whispered back. Lowering his hand slightly from the small of my back to the top of my ass, he rubbed his pelvis against me. I felt the hardness of his bulge against my mound, and took it as a silent, but compelling compliment. With my hand in his, the traditional posture seemed so formal at that moment. Pulling my hand from his, I let my arms encircle his neck. With both of his hands on my hips, he added more pressure to my pussy with his growing erection. Moaning into his ear, it dawned on me that I was giving him the same response I would my husband. As if on autopilot, I initiated my next move, swaying my melons back and forth against his chest. My blatant maneuver surprised him, as he backed away slightly. Glancing down at my boobs, his eyes came back to mine smiling. Right then, when I felt as though a sensual kiss was possibly in order, I caught a glimpse of Charlie standing behind Joe. That broke Joe’s trance, as he turned his head to Charlie. “My turn, my good man. If you don’t mind?” Demanded the young stud. Joe reluctantly loosened his grip on my hips and we switched partners, Tina with Joe and Charlie with me. “Well, well, well. Will wonders never cease? I finally get to dance with the bell-of-the-ball!” He remarked with sarcasm, and immediately put both his hands on my hips. “So, my big, brown-eyed stud, how’s it hangin’” I laughed, taking Tina’s lead. “You tell me, Baby,” he said, and pulled my pelvis to his. I let out a gasp, as his hard cock hit my mound, and my abdomen. Grabbing both of my ass cheeks, he rubbed his huge tool so hard against my pussy, I thought the friction would cause a fire. “I’d say you’re hangin’ a little to the left tonight,” I shot back. “HA,HA! Now who’s being the smartass?” He countered. “That’s what they say… She might be a smartass, but she’s got big tits!” I smarted back. “Very funny. Personally, I think we should put our two best attributes together; see if they cause a spark,” he said, taking hold of one of my boobs. Luckily, the second consecutive slow song ended and I pulled away from his grip. I took hold of Tina by her upper arm and suggested she join me in the ladies room. “Tina, what’s going on with you and Charlie?” I asked, trying to get her to divulge more of her plan. “Oh I’ve got Charlie all figured out! It’s that Joe guy I haven’t figured into the equation,” she said, with a look of confusion. “Well I could definitely fit him into MY equation!” I said blushing. “Why Betty, you TRAMP! Are you thinking about… about doing him?” “God Tina, he’s so cute and dam charming… I think those drinks are getting to me,” I said, like an excited schoolgirl. “Hmmm, perhaps there’s a way to use Lonesome Joe, after all,” Tina said, and I could see her wicked wheels turning. “Hey, I like Joe,” I reminded her. “Oh, don’t get your panties in a wad, Betty. Just follow my lead and trust me on this. Oh, and by the way, I’m well acquainted with that dress you’re wearing,” she laughed and headed out the door. “Why that little vixen!” I said to myself in the mirror. By the time I got back to our booth, Tina already had Charlie out on the dance floor. Complying with her request to “follow her lead”, I dragged a surprised Joe by his hand up to join the two of them. The blues song playing had more of a tempo resembling “bump and grind”. Tina was doing exactly that with Charlie. I followed with an interpretive dance of my own. The guys gave up on trying to compete with our impromptu style, and were content to just hold on to our hips. With our arms stretched upwards, Tina and I swayed back and forth; shaking our tits and asses at our partners. Up and down we went, with the men feeling all our curves. I was really getting off, watching Joe’s lustful expressions, and lost track of what Tina was up to. Suddenly, I felt my dress being torn from under me. Thinking I snagged it, I jerked around to see Tina ripping off the 3” ruffled hem of my dress. The men’s eyes got as big as silver dollars. I simply went ahead with my dance, drawing more attention to the amended length of my dress. Joe was practically drooling, but Charlie laughed in derision. With Joe’s hands bolted to my hips, I turned around and seductively danced up to Charlie. Pressing my body against his, I slowly snaked my way down the front of him. I spread my legs as far as my dress would allow, and crouched down on my heels. My face was perfectly lined up with his mammoth bulge, as I ran my hands up the back of his young legs. When I grabbed his tight buns, his laughter stopped. Looking up at him plaintively, I leaned the side of my face into his long erection. I laid my tongue out, as my face massaged his big hardon. Ultimate Phone Sex “Wow, Betty is so fucking hot!” I heard Joe say to Tina. “Oh she’s just getting warmed up. Watch this!” She exclaimed, and leaned over to strip the netting from around my neck. Now my shoulders arms and a considerable amount of cleavage were in plain sight of all three of them. Charlie’s fingers started to undo his zipper. Feeling my knees starting to tighten up, I slithered back up his body and quickly swung around to find Joe. Joe was right there, inches from me. I threw my arms around his neck and massaged my boobs into his chest. With my focus centered on Joe, I quickly ignored Charlie. Ignored him, that is, until I felt him against my back. Every inch of his manhood was shoved between my ass cheeks; pushing my pussy hard against Joe’s sizeable erection. I was sandwiched so tight between them; there was no dancing going on. This was, for all intensive purposes, the two of them dry-fucking me. “Ah guys? GUYS! Should we take this upstairs?” Asked Tina, prying Charlie off of me. I was pleasantly glued to my new friend from Arizona. My defenses were shot, as I felt his warm lips on mine. Our tongues passionately danced together, while some unbridled electric charge went straight to my pussy. Our combined saliva spilled from my mouth, and a vision of my husband sneaked into my brain. “Joe, JOE, this is dangerous shit here!” I said, tearing my mouth from his. “God Betty, you taste soo good. I need to taste all of you, Baby!” He whispered, kissing the length of my neck. My head was swimming with mixed emotions, as he continued his sweet kisses up the other side of my neck. “I need to suck those luscious tits of yours,” he went on. “Oh God Joe, don’t say things like that,” I begged. “Don’t you like your tits sucked?” He asked and felt my breast. “Christ! Let’s get off this dance floor,” I decided, turned and took his hand. I stowed the remnants of my dress in my purse and we headed to the elevator. Once inside, he was all over me. I took his tongue in my mouth and sucked it like a cock, while he fumbled with my dress. I felt the front of the dress open. It wasn’t supposed to do that! Apparently there was a thin, hidden Velcro slit right between my boobs, that opened clear down to my navel. Leave it to a horny man to find a hidden passage every time! He opened the whole front to expose my bulging bustier. Rimming the top of my black bustier with his tongue, his hand went to work on the lower half. He ran his hand up my leg, lifting the edge of my dress, as he went. As I reached down to feel his cock, I felt more of the dress tear away. Another hidden slit in the side parted from the hem, running up my thigh to my waist, giving him all the access he needed. “That’s one hell of a dress! Got any more surprises?” He asked and slid his fingers inside my panties. “Actually, I have no idea,” I purred and unzipped his fly. Reaching through his pants and shorts, I found his hard shaft waiting for my touch. Just as I was about to whip it out, the elevator doors parted. “This is my floor, Baby. Let’s get off, so I can get YOU off, OK?” I said, gathering up what remained of my dress. Making our way down the long hallway was no easy chore. Like a pair of young newlyweds, we stopped at about every third door, to rekindle our lust. By the time we made it to our room, my dress hung on me by sheer willpower. Unlocking the door, we entered to find Tina doing a slow tabletop striptease for Charlie. He was seated in a straight chair, staring up at Tina’s half naked body. “Hi guys! Come on in and join the party,” she beckoned. “Where have you guys been? You’re missing the whole show!” Exclaimed Charlie, taking a gander at my poor dress. “Well, I for one, don’t feel as though I’ve missed a thing,” whispered Joe, into my ear from behind. Softly running one of his warm hands to caress my shoulder, his other hand moved around my hips and inside my wet panties again. I leaned back against his taller frame, turned my head and kissed him, while his fingers massaged my pussy. “Now you guys cut that out! There’s plenty of time for that later,” demanded Tina, pulling up her dress and climbing down from the round table. “I think these hunks need some serious teasing, before we let them have their way with us. Don’t you agree, Betty?” She asked and winked at me. “Why hell yes! A little teasing and torment sounds like just what they need,” I agreed, knowing full well she was up to no good. The fire in my pussy burned so hot for Joe, it was all I could do to pull away from his sensuous hands. I had him sit on another chair facing the big table, while Tina went off to her suitcase. She was back in a flash with a roll of duct tape. “This is to make sure we have a captive audience,” she said and began taping Charlie’s wrists to the arms of his chair. Both guys seemed amused at the idea of a little bondage. Charlie mentioned something about how kinky it was, as Tina taped his ankles to the chair legs. With Charlie neatly bound, it was time for me to do Joe. I ripped off the tattered remains of my dress and stood in front of him like a dominatrix, in my black bustier, garter belt and hose. I taped his wrists and ankles, just as Tina had done to Charlie. Stepping back to enjoy our handiwork, Tina noted something was missing. “I know what it is,” she started. “We need to see their appreciation!” She stated, and reached down to unzip Charlie’s fly. His meaty semi-stiff cock flopped out into her small hand and she let out a low, but audible moan. I mimicked her maneuver with Joe, but gave his dick a few extra tugs, before letting go. “Now, what can we do to make them show us their appreciation?” Asked Tina, seductively lowering her dress to the floor. “Gosh, there must be some way to keep their attention,” I replied and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Standing toe-to-toe with her, I stepped out of my pumps, so we were the same height. She put her arms around me and pulled the zipper down on my bustier, just enough so my big tits fell out. Pressing our chests tightly together, we both turned to catch the men’s reactions. Their eyes locked on our torsos, while their cocks twitched and grew. “Why don’t you two fuck each other? That would be sweet!” Cried Charlie. “I think we’ve all heard enough of Charlie this evening, haven’t we?” Asked Tina, pulling off a strip of tape. She smartly applied the tape to his mouth, and leaned down to his ear. “Yes Charlie, somebody is gonna get fucked tonight, but that somebody won’t be you,” she murmured into his ear. Charlie’s eyebrows furrowed with anger, as his body tugged at his restraints. As if on cue, Tina and I approached Joe and unwrapped the tape from his wrists and ankles. Free from his bondage, we had him stand up. He and I French-kissed each other, while Tina undid his clothes. With his pants and shorts at his feet, Tina took his hard cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked it like a hungry whore, eyeing Charlie’s reaction the whole time. We could tell by his muted mmmmmmm’s, he was furious. A confused but excited naked Joe stood motionless, as I dropped my panties and she pulled off her thong. I unzipped the rest of my bustier and shook my heavy melons against Joe’s hairy chest. “Tina, you don’t mind if I…” I started. “No, be my guest. I’ll just make sure old Charlie here doesn’t lose interest,” she smiled and gave me the unnecessary permission to fuck Joe. I kissed Joe again with renewed passion and motioned him to lie on the bed. Tina rolled Charlie’s chair around to face us, as she sat on the floor next to him. Kneeling at his feet, I sized up the handsome stranger, leaned down and ran my hands up his thighs. With my legs on the outside of his, I leaned forward, until I found a home for his cock between my tits. I watched his every expression, while I slid my torso back and forth against his cock. Staring him straight in the eyes, I leaned back on my heels and took hold of his 7-inch erection. “So Joe, how do you like to be spoiled, hmmmm?” I asked and licked the head of his boner. He didn’t answer. “Maybe, like this?” I opened my mouth and took in almost the entire length of him. Gripping the base of it, I let my teeth scrape across the length of his meat, as I brought it back out. I saw his eyes slowly roll back down to meet mine. ”Or maybe you prefer me to spoil you in my own way, is that it?” “Yes Baby, Do it YOUR way. SPOIL ME!” He yelled. That was the only incentive I needed. I sucked his sweetly turned cock back into my mouth, with a total sense of commitment and urgency. Taking his hard meat deeper and deeper, until it was completely saturated with my saliva. His greased love pole easily slipped past my gag reflex and into my throat. I felt Tina’s hand on my ass, and knew it was time to give Charlie a better view. I dropped my hands from Joe’s cock, and then reached behind to spread my ass cheeks wide. My experienced tongue and mouth kept deep-throating Joe, hands-free, while I fingered my pussy. “Just look at that sweet pussy you could have had, if you weren’t always trying to be such a smartass,” Tina scolded. She inserted two fingers in my vagina, which made me suck Joe even harder and faster. Tina withdrew her fingers and held them under Charlie’s nose, before licking my juices from them. I sensed Joe’s erection start throbbing and took it out of mouth fast. Grabbing the base of his rigid cock, I tightened my grip to suspend his climax. Giving him time to settle down, I shifted myself to form a 69 on him. “Oh GOD Betty, you’re killing me!” He screamed, as his dick turned a crimson-purple. “Oh no I’m not. But, I might, if you don’t eat my pussy,” I proposed. Joe didn’t waste a second. He pulled my thighs apart and buried his mouth in my wet snatch. Spreading my outer lips with his fingers, his expert tongue went straight to my clitoris. “Yes, YES, right THERE! Jesus Tina, this guy doesn’t play around! He went right to my SPOTTTTTT! Oh GOD!” I blurted out, as his tongue rapid-fired at my clit. I had just enough wits about me to slowly work my vice grip hold up his cock. By the time my hand made it to his bulging head, I was in full orgasm. While I came in his mouth, my hand relaxed and fell back to the base of his swollen shaft. I followed my quick release by milking his cock slowly once more, until a clear gush of his precum spouted from the tip. My screams of delight mixed with his stifled grunts, while his clear juices continued to flow and coat my hand. Tina and Charlie were hardly quiet observers. She had hold of his throbbing monster cock with both hands, while she yanked up and down. She had his tall, thick dick pointing straight up, when he erupted with enough white cum to fill a small Mason jar. Watching Charlie’s canon shoot off only made me impatient to fuck Joe. I let go of his glistening rod and swung myself around. Straddling his waist, I slowly squatted down. I reached down to guide his cock into me, and couldn’t find it. Hearing the familiar sound of someone slurping cock, my ass bumped into Tina’s head. She was noisily sucking Joe’s tool, letting it pop from her mouth on every up stroke. “Tina, please Baby. Let me have him now. I need his hot cock in me NOW!” I begged. She whipped it out of her mouth with one, last “pop”, and teased my slit with just the head of it. “Stop teasing Tina and let me have it!” I commanded. Tina finally held it steady as I lowered my hot lips over his slick cock. Both Joe and I let out one simultaneous sigh, as his thickness filled my cunt. I rested my hands on my thighs, and began to ride and grind his full erection into me. Tina leaned into me and licked my tits. Once my boobs were fully saturated, she raised up and whispered, “Do you suppose Joe could find my special spot too?” “I don’t know why not. Climb on, and we’ll find out,” I said, between thrusts. Quietly, she got to her feet, walked on the bed and straddled Joe’s face. Joe must have read a few porn scripts in his time, because his hands came up automatically to bring Tina’s crotch to his face. She stuck her tongue out at Charlie with disdain, as she rested her brunette pussy in Joe’s mouth. Jerking her head to one side, I knew Joe had opened her pussy lips like he had done to me. Her torso straightened, and she reached out to grab my shoulders. “Oh my GODDD! He IS fast! And, Honey, he’s good!” She yelled and leaned back to afford him greater access to her clit. I kept riding his stiff muscle hard, while Tina let him pleasure her. Running my hands up her trim waist and ribs, I settled on her heaving bosom. Taking one tit in each hand, I felt her nipples harden between my fingers. She, in turn, let her hands fall from my shoulders to my bouncing melons. Recalling my love of rough play, she grabbed my tits hard. When she twisted and smashed them in all kinds of shapes, it lit the necessary spark to make me cum again. “Betty, can I have a ride too. You promised to share?” She begged like a little girl and pouted. “I never said I would shar…well, OK Tina,” I reconsidered, and reluctantly climbed off of Joe. “You can play with Smartass Charlie, if you wanna?” She offered and climbed aboard Joe’s meat mobile. I looked down at poor Charlie. He looked so dejected, sitting there with big cum stains all over his trousers. His soft, blue, apologetic eyes had a look of utter disgrace. I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for his situation. Leaning over him, I whispered in his ear, ”Maybe, just maybe, if you promise not to say a fucking thing, I might think about removing that tape on your mouth.” He leaned his head back to look me in the eyes. His eyes opened wide and he nodded over and over again. Taking hold of the edge of the tape, I ripped it off his face. It had to hurt like hell, but he didn’t utter a sound. “Very good Charlie. Now, you must do what I say from here on out, or the tape goes back on,” I warned. He nodded and managed a half-smile. I brought my tits to his face, cupped them and told him to lick them. He obliged promptly and soon had each of my melons again covered with his saliva. My next one-word command was “suck”, which he eagerly did. He even sucked them hard, without my command. Tina and Joe were going at each other like long-lost lovers, and I felt my pussy boiling again. Standing up on the sides of Charlie’s chair, I spread my legs and brought my pussy to his mouth. Prying my lips apart, I exposed my clit to him. Without a word, his long tongue jutted out to taste me. I grabbed his head and forced him to tongue-fuck my hole. Before long, he had me coming like gangbusters. Glancing over at the other couple, I noticed Joe and Tina had changed positions. Now he was fucking her doggy style. Looking straight at us, they were in their own little world and paid no attention to our shenanigans. Stepping down from the chair, I reached down and undid Charlie’s pants and managed to pull them down below his knees. His young, mammoth dong stood at full attention. I found this amazing, since it hadn’t been touched yet! Gazing at its extra length and girth, I tried to recall ever fucking something that huge. I wrapped my fingers around it and couldn’t come close touching my finger tips. Gliding my hand gently up and down his long pipe, I felt the warmth of his blood pulsing through bulging veins. The more I ogled at the freakiness of it, the faster my juices flowed. I reached over and ripped his shirt open, positioned my knees on either side of his legs, spread my dripping lips apart and lowered myself onto his cock. With just the bulbous head of it inserted, I felt my lips stretch and my clit start to spasm. “You big cock bastard! You’re making me cum already, you fucker,” I screamed, threw my arms around his head and smashed my tits into his face. He tried his best to suck my boobs, as my orgasm continued. That feeling of total loss of control that comes with an orgasm wouldn’t subside. Moreover, it worsened as I felt my vagina give way to take more of him inside. Never before have my tender walls been so tight, so full of cock. “God, is there an end to it?” I wondered, inching myself down his fucking pole. Like being lost in some twisted dream, I had the strangest visions of myself. The first one featured a photo of the two of us in the latest edition of Guinness Book of World Records. The other vision, equally disturbing, was the same photo plastered on every porn website, under the heading “bizarre”. If only I could get past this never-ending orgasm. Gathering half of my faculties, I was able to concentrate on some relaxation techniques. Thank God for those Lamaze classes! However, the bi-product of relaxing those particular muscles was hardly a reward. I felt my cunt sliding down further on his salami. Finally, I hit rock bottom, and it felt as though he shoved my cervix up into my throat. Sitting as still as possible on his jackhammer, I began to sense him flexing the sucker. “Whoa Charlie, I’m not quite ready for THAT!” I pleaded. He looked up at me, with a mouthful of boob, and winked. The flexing continued and grew in intensity. As I expected, my clit started to spasm again. The initial stretching pains of taking him inside were replaced with familiar sensations of a lust filled erotic need. I started to ride the young fucker. Slowly at first and then faster and faster, up and down his long, lubricated monster cock. My obscenities filled the room, as I proudly rode him. I must have cum another two times during the ride. As his throbbing meat exploded into me, I even started hearing bells ringing in my head, which luckily passed. Grinding my pussy into his pelvis, I welcomed his hot creamy cum. “Oh YEAH Baby! Fill my pussy with that hot fucking cum,” I prodded him, trying to catch my breath. Taking a pause, I looked over at Tina and Joe, and realized at once I had just missed their climax. They were entwined in the ever-popular 69. Her face and beautiful dark hair were newly coated with his semen, as she lovingly pumped on his semi-stiff cock. “Gosh Tina, you guys must be pretty wild fuckers, you even knocked the phone over!” I laughed, noticing the receiver off its hook. “Oh that! The son-of-a-bitch wouldn’t stop ringing, so we took it off,” said Tina, still stroking Joe’s dick. “So, how’s Charlie?” She asked. Knowing full well I had violated her plan. “Shit Tina, I couldn’t help myself,” I admitted, with head bowed. I climbed off Charlie’s shrinking prick. Bending down to give him a kiss, I felt his cum gush out of my pussy. “I think you must have trained him well. We haven’t heard a peep out of him all that time. You can release him now, if you like, Betty,” Tina suggested, as she eyed his cum trailing down my thigh. I couldn’t help but issue another word of warning to the young stud, before I unraveled the tape. Tina made her exit to the bathroom to clean up, while I stripped Charlie naked. Charlie and I joined Joe in bed. I crashed in between them and let out a long contented sigh. With the two of them leaning toward me, I felt like a giddy schoolgirl. I reached down with both hands and took hold of their flaccid cocks. “Gosh, you guys really know how to show a girl a good time,” I schmoozed. “Oh, I don’t think we’re done yet, are we Charlie?” Asked Joe, leaning over to take one of my melons in his mouth. “We’re not done, by a LONG shot, Baby,” said Charlie, sucking in my other tit. “Well, well, well, what a nice combination we have here!” Exclaimed Tina. “There’s hardly any room for little ‘ole me… guess I’ll just have to squeeze in where I can.” Kneeling at the foot of the bed, she spread my legs apart and brought her face to my crotch. I felt her tongue on my pussy lips and jerked. “Oh no Tina, I’m… I’m not ready for that yet!” I begged, and squirmed to get away from her. Ultimate Phone Sex “And, just WHEN will you EVER be ready, Betty? Gentlemen, please hold these for me. It’s time I ate out this fine pussy!” She stated, and had each man hold one of my legs. When she spread my lips again, I felt even more of Charlie’s cum gush out of me. That didn’t seem to bother Tina. It probably fueled her passion more, as she lapped and sucked his cum from my cunt. Once she had cleaned away his spunk, she drove her tongue into my pussy repeatedly, finally taking aim at my clit. Her constant, yet gentle tonguing of my clit, coupled with the guys sucking my tits, took me to a sweet erotic climax. “OH GOD! GOD TINA! It feels WONDERful! I never dreamed it could be… OH GODDD! I’M CUMINGGGGG!” “That’s it Honey. Let it come. Let it come,” Tina urged and shoved two fingers in my pussy to heighten my pleasure. Both men’s cocks were back at full strength, when I dropped them to enjoy Tina’s mastery of cunnilingus. Tears of utter joy fell down my cheeks. I was filled with an overwhelming desire to taste her pussy. Pulling the men away from me, I brought her face up to meet mine. We kissed with a passion only women can know. Tasting my juices in her mouth only made me desire her more. Watching and hearing the sounds of our intense love making, the guys retreated. They stood on either side of the bed, loudly jack-slapping their cocks, as I laid Tina down. On my knees at the foot of the bed, I positioned myself as she had done and opened my mouth for my first real taste of another woman. My wanton need to please her far outweighed my past rejections and inhibitions. The forbidden taste of her pussy instantly sent a wave of complete erotic shock through me. The smooth folds of her lips opened like rose petals, as my tongue probed her pink hole. I mimicked and matched her moans with my own, while I explored every part of her aroused pussy. Inserting my finger, I put pressure on her clitoris and teased it with my tongue. This lit a frenzied fire in her. She dug her heels in the bed and gyrated her pelvis wildly. I had to move in tandem to keep up with her. The new taste of her cum coated my tongue, as she ground her pussy into my mouth. In the midst of our lesbian love-making, the men were making plans of their own. I felt Joe’s hands caressing my elevated ass. Glancing up, I caught Charlie crawling toward Tina’s head. Feeling Joe’s erection slide down my ass crack, I spread my legs enough to give him easy entry. There was certainly no need for the pretense of foreplay; he slipped his cock easily into my wet snatch. I knew my pussy had to be stretched out after Charlie’s fucking, as Joe’s crotch slapped into my ass. The last impression I wanted to leave with him was that of a sloppy cunt. I went to the closest source of lubrication, and dipped two fingers in Tina’s drenched pussy. Reaching behind, I coated my asshole with her slimy juices, spread my legs wider to lower myself, and pushed on his abdomen. I kept pushing him back, until just the head of his up-turned cock remained in my pussy. Running my hand to his dick, I pulled it out and positioned the tip at my rectum. Taking my cue, his warm hands slowly and gently spread my asscheeks. With cock in hand, he inserted it in my asshole. I took some long loving laps at Tina’s pussy and watched as she attempted to suck Charlie’s super-sized dong. It was no use. She couldn’t get any more in her mouth than the head. “Oh God Betty, your ass is so fucking tight!” Cried Joe, inching more of his sturdy cock into me. “You like?” I turned and asked. He nodded. “Good. I don’t usually let men do me there, but for some reason, I felt like some more spoiling,” I said and tightened my asshole. He gripped my hips in response and shoved the rest of his 7 inches inside. In the past, this experience had been mostly a painful one. Whether it was the length or girth of his slippery cock, this time it was anything but painful. He began pumping his entire length into my ass. “OH MY GOD JOE! That’s it. Fuck my ass, Baby! More, ooooh Baby, yeah! “Is it good and tight?” I asked, not needing a response. He was drilling me so hard, it shook the bed, with the three of us in it. My heavy tits banged so hard together they hurt. By now, Charlie had whipped Tina’s petite frame around, and had her lying on her back, perpendicular to me, with her short legs raised high on his shoulders. I saw her eyes roll back, as he fed his huge meat into her pussy. As strange as it felt for me taking Charlie’s cock before, it bordered on obscene to see Tina’s smaller body trying to accommodate him. Her mouth and eyes opened to the max, while he shoved more of it into her honey pot. Pushing her hands against his chest, to keep him at bay, had no effect. Finally, with about three-fourths of his monstrosity in her, he stopped. Tina let out one, long sustained scream, as the young buck started fucking her. Her primal scream ignited all of us with renewed passion. I threw my head back, and Joe grabbed my ashblond hair. Jerking my head back, he rotated his hips in big circles, before thrusting into me again and again. Sensing his impending ejaculation, I tightened my sphincter muscle. “Ohh, you tight, beautiful bitch! I’m gonna cum in your sweet ass!” Joe exclaimed. “DO IT JOE! Fill my ass with your hot seed. OH GODD! It’s so HOT!” I yelled and stopped, as his thick cum shot into my rectum. “Don’t stop Baby. Yeah, give it all to me!” I said, and squeezed hard around his rock-hard shooter. All my squeezing forced his dick to pop out. “OH GOD, BETTY, OH GOD!!” He yelled in distress. I knew, by the tone in his voice, he was still in the middle of his climax. I quickly swung myself around to see him gripping the base of his cum soaked erection. The enlarged head of his cock leaked small droplets of cum; I knew he couldn’t hold it. With my face mere inches from his spewing hose, I leaned back and cupped my sweaty tits for him. “Now Baby!” I whispered, as two, long, silky ribbons of cum shot out and landed on my face. “Oh yeah, Darlin’ –cum on my face, ooooh,” I muttered, as he milked out another load of his sweet stuff in my mouth. Swallowing it down, I leaned and licked the tip of his still throbbing cock. “You got more for me, Baby?” He nodded, with a happy expression of non-belief. “Your tits, Betty. Let me do your tits!” He demanded, frantically. “Yeah Joe, do my big tits, hmmmmmmm,” I said, leaned back and watched, as another long stream of clear cum hit right in my cleavage. I mashed my melons together to languish in his cum bath, while he painted my nipples with the head of his glorious tool. Raising my blue eyes to meet his, I easily lifted each of my jugs up to lick them clean. He helped me to my feet. Our sweaty sticky bodies embraced, as we shared another fun-filled, multi-flavored kiss. “You wife is one, lucky girl!” I offered. “And, your husband has to be a very happy man!” Answered Joe, smiling. The freak show (Charlie fucking Tina) came to fruition, with Tina passing out. Charlie must have got his rocks off inside her. A steady stream of his white love juice flowed endlessly from her poor, swollen pussy. The guys soon dressed and gave me their best wishes and final goodbyes. The room was a total disaster, and smelled like an x-rated movie house. I decided to clear a path from our beds to the bathroom, and picked up some of our discarded clothes. In the process, I stumbled on the phone. Thinking it rather odd, not to hear that obnoxious off-the-hook warning, I held the receiver to my ear. “Hello?” I asked, not expecting any response. The line was dead, as I suspected. Setting the phone back on the nightstand, I went to hang it up, when I heard someone faintly on the line. “BETTY, is that you?” asked the familiar voice. “DAVID? God, David, is that you?” “Yeah Baby, it’s me. Just called to make sure you weren’t lonely tonight. It IS our anniversary you know?” He reminded me. As I stood there in guilt-ridden silence, I searched for the right thing to say. I knew he had to have heard nearly everything that happened, so I couldn’t very well lie about it. I decided to face the music. “David, I wasn’t alone tonight,” I said, with the beginnings of an apology in my voice. “I know. I heard!” “Oh David, can you ever forgive me?” I began to break down. “Forgive you? For what? For having a good time without me? Baby, that’s what I told you to do,” he reminded me. “You mean you’re not mad?” I asked, greatly relieved. “Mad? Hell no! I am pretty sore though.” “Sore?” I asked. “Yeah, I jacked off three times, listening to you crazy fuckers going at each other. WOW, that was really something! Tell Tina I owe her a big wet kiss.” “And, why is that?” I wondered. “For not hanging up. See, when she answered the phone, I could hear you going at it. So, I convinced her to leave the receiver off the hook. Thank God, she did, I’d say that was the ultimate in phone sex!” He exclaimed. “Why, that little scamp,” I mentioned, staring down at her naked sleeping body. “You’ll have to invite her over to the house, when you get back. We could better show her our appreciation,” said David, with that sexy tone in his voice. “Oh, I think that could be arranged,” I smiled, knowing the adventures of Betty and Tina were far from being over.